STAY WITH ME
Romantic Suspense / Poetry / Coffee & Croissants
A Love Story for the Ages
Stay with Me
In a desperate final attempt to save nineteen-year-old Mia from herself, she gets transferred to Dolor University, a reformatory college in the UK that housed deranged and dangerous young adults who viewed the private institution as their own personal playground. Mia didn’t care. She needed feelings to care. She’d keep her head down, ignore everyone, and make it through the next two years effortlessly.
Though Mia never anticipated Ollie Masters.
With green eyes, tattoos, and the voice of a poet, she is quickly drawn to him. But because of her sociopath tendencies, she knows it could only end in one of two ways. Either he will be the one to free her from her past, or she will be the one to destroy him.
Even When I'm Gone
“IF YOU’RE CRAZY, THEN I’LL LOVE YOU INSANE.”
Forget everything you thought you knew. Hell, I don’t even know myself anymore. For seven months I’ve been gone only to come back to be tested in every way possible. They say keep your enemies close, and my demons welcomed me back with open arms. My downfall is a necessary evil. But Mia is my endgame.
Seven months ago, Ollie surrendered to the darkness, abandoning me in the process. He stripped me of my walls only to leave me defenseless. Now he’s back, along with fresh new faces and obstacles standing in our way. He says trust no one. Not even him. How am I supposed to be strong for us both when I’m losing my grip?
“Just stay with me, Mia.”
“Even when you’re gone?”
“Especially when I’m gone.”
Now Open Your Eyes
“LUCK IS FOR FOOLS. WISH FOR MAGIC. LOVE SHOULD BE NOTHING LESS THAN MAGICAL.”
It was so close, I’d tasted it–the freedom. But the only thing I could taste now was the end. Over the last two years, I’d let all outside forces dictate my life, my feelings, my head. I’d allowed everyone control what my punishment should be for all my wrong-doings. I’d been tested and learned my lesson. I’d paid my dues and suffered long enough. Because in the end, even the once-upon-a-damned deserved to be happy too.
How far are you willing to go? I’d asked myself this very question countless times, but never in my wildest dreams thought I’d go back in time, chasing ghosts from my past for a chance to save our future. So, there was no limit. No boundaries. I’d cross time, the world, my morals. Yes, I’d even double-cross myself. So, how far would I go? The answer had always been simple. I’d go an eternity plus a day past crestfallen.