Monster

Lust destroys, but love. kills. An erotic novel from the queen of hot stories.

I read the most important thing at an amusement park in the suburbs of Boston, where it was scrawled on the plastic door of a portable toilet. Lust persists, love remains. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills. Maybe it was always my destiny to fall in love with a monster. While other children couldn' t sleep for fear that there was a monster with pointed teeth hiding in their closet, I couldn' t wait to see mine. I wanted to feed her, tame her, and understand her. Sam and I were only allowed to make love in the dark, away from people. However, once our story moved on and the truth came out, it was me who cut it off between us. My name is Aisling Fitzpatrick and I have a confession to make. Sam Brennan is not the only monster in this story.