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My name is Marie Carter, and it may sound like a I lead an ordinary life, but I'm what you might call...a superhero. I deal with everyday woes like subway delays, first dates, and foiling the villainous plans of anyone who might want to bring harm to the people of my city.

Detective Kinley Wright knows fear. As a teen, she was the lone survivor of a ruthless serial killer and has taken back her life by solving crimes for other victims and their families. When her personal computer is hacked and she receives a string of threatening emails, FBI tech whiz Easton Adair is determined to uncover who is behind the menacing messages. He'll do anything to protect his foster brother's partner, including face down a killer.

After artist Sasha Frost rescues the victim of an abduction, it places a target firmly on her back and Detective Gus Lambert in her life. The connection between Sasha and Gus is unexpected—and intense. When a string of murders is linked to a tragedy from Sasha's past, it becomes obvious more than their hearts are at stake.

They say those with the power make the rules. They lied. Genesis Santiago refuses to bend to my will. I know because I've tried. She wants nothing to do with me. That isn't going to work for me. She's the only thing in this world I need. One way or another, I'll make her mine. Even if I have to break her to claim her.

I've been taught to hate the Valentino family since I could walk. I know they killed my grandfather. But no one warned me that the real monster of the bunch was Luca Valentino. They didn't tell me I'd find myself imprisoned in his bed, either. Or that I'd be so reluctant to leave it. But that's precisely what happened. Little by little, he's slipping beneath my defenses and making me feel things I shouldn't.

Posting a "certain type" of pictures online is never a good idea. Especially when you’re the star player of your college football team. But I did it anyway. Never did I think that by posting my pictures online that I would find someone that I would actually be interested in. But I did. I saw her pictures, she commented on mine and the conversations were nonstop. She was the girl of my dreams and I wanted to meet her. Who knew that the girl of my dreams was the shy girl that sat next to me all semester.

I had one job and one job only. Bring down the most notorious drug lord known to man. Dead or alive, that was it. As I worked the case more and more, the lines started getting blurred. I made enemies where I wasn’t supposed to and friends in places that would get me killed. Then I met her, at a bar in Brooklyn of all places. She became the one thing in my life that was a constant, the one thing that made the dark hole I was in, as bright as could be.