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Corrupt
by
Penelope Douglas
Corrupt
by
Penelope Douglas
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Genre:
Dark,
Erotica, Contemporary Romance
Release Date:
November 17, 2015
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~ Synopsis ~
Erika
I was told that dreams were our heart’s
desires. My nightmares, however, became my obsession.
His name is Michael Crist.
My boyfriend’s older brother is like that scary
movie that you peek through your hand to watch. He is handsome, strong, and
completely terrifying. The star of his college’s basketball team and now gone
pro, he’s more concerned with the dirt on his shoe than me.
But I noticed him.
I saw him. I heard him. The things that he did,
and the deeds that he hid…For years, I bit my nails, unable to look away.
Now, I’ve graduated high school and moved on to
college, but I haven’t stopped watching Michael. He’s bad, and the dirt I’ve
seen isn’t content to stay in my head anymore.
Because he’s finally noticed me.
Michael
Her name is Erika Fane, but everyone calls her
Rika.
My brother’s girlfriend grew up hanging around
my house and is always at our dinner table. She looks down when I enter a room
and stills when I am close. I can always feel the fear rolling off of her, and
while I haven’t had her body, I know that I have her mind. That’s all I really
want anyway.
Until my brother leaves for the military, and I
find Rika alone at college.
In my city.
Unprotected.
The opportunity is too good to be true as well
as the timing. Because you see, three years ago she put a few of my high school
friends in prison, and now they’re out.
We’ve waited. We’ve been patient. And now every
last one of her nightmares will come true.
~ Excerpt ~
I
turned and stalked off, taking a left down the hallway toward the elevator. The
doors opened as soon as I pushed the button, and I stepped inside, trying to
calm my racing heart.
They
still intimidated me.
And
excited me. And challenged me. And knotted me up.
I’d
kind of wanted to go to a party but not with them.
The
doors started closing, but just then a hand shot into the elevator, and I
jumped, seeing the doors re-open. I sucked in a breath, staring wide-eyed as
Michael reached in, grabbed my shirt by the collar with one hand, and pulled me
out.
“Michael!”
I shouted.
I
stumbled into him, and before I knew what was happening, he grabbed my wrists
and locked them behind my back, walking into me and forcing me backward, back
down the hall toward the kitchen.
“Let
me go!” I demanded, my lips brushing the tip of his chin.
“I
don’t know, guys,” he teased over my head, “she still seems pretty fucking easy
to push around. What do you think?”
Laughter
greeted me as he forced me back into the living area.
Every
muscle in my body was on fire, and the tips of my toes kept getting caught
under his sneakers.
I
twisted my body, trying to break his hold. “What the hell are you doing?”
I
pushed against his chest and jerked my body to the left, tearing out of his
hold with every muscle I could muster.
I
stumbled, losing my balance, and fell backward, crashing to the floor. Pain
shot through my ass, running down my legs as the fall knocked the wind out
me.
Shit!
Shooting
my hands behind me, I pushed myself up and bent my knees, looking up at him as
he advanced.
He
stalked over and then stopped, towering over me. I immediately moved my hands and feet,
crawling backward, away from him.
But
then I felt something at my back, and I halted. I twisted my head, seeing a
dark pant leg, and I didn’t know if it was Damon, Will, or Kai, but it didn’t
matter. I was closed in.
Oh, no. I slowly raised my eyes, seeing
Michael’s lips tilt in a devious smile. I stopped breathing, seeing him lower
his body to the floor, planting his knees between my bent legs, and his hands
at my sides.
My
neck arched back as his face hovered over mine, but I tried to keep myself up
as much as possible, no matter how close his body got.
“I
thought you were one of us,” his whispered, his breath caressing my lips. “I
thought you could play.”
I
stilled, staring into his eyes.
You’re one of us now. Will had said that to me on that night
so long ago.
Michael’s
amber eyes searched mine and then dropped to my mouth, his breathing growing
heavy as he stared at me like he was about to take a bite.
I
wanted to cry. What the hell was going
on?
Three
years ago was nearly the happiest night of my life, and it quickly became the
worst. And ever since then, Michael not only acted as if I didn’t exist, but
also, at times, as if he wished I
didn’t.
Now
the guys were free, and they were all back together again. What did I have to
do with any of this? What did he want with me?
“I
don’t know this game,” I told him, barely audible.
He
stared into my eyes, thinning his own as if studying me. “All you need to
know,” he finally answered, “is that you can’t tap out.”
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~ About the Author ~
Penelope
Douglas is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling
author of the Fall Away series.
She
dresses for autumn year round, loves anything lemon flavored, and believes
there is too much blood in her Coca Cola stream. Or too much Coca Cola in her
blood stream. Or...
You
know what? It doesn't matter. She loves Coke. Now you know.
She
lives in Las Vegas with her husband and daughter.
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