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Book One: Chasing Broken Desires.
Book Two: Chasing Broken Dreams.
Book Three: Chasing Broken Destinies.
Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city, finally gave the one thing he always refused to give…his heart. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the facade that he brings.
Jenna Davis, the girl that got stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. She is the girl that stole the small-town Sheriff's heart. She finally made her way to the altar and did not repeat her experiences from the past.
Jenna gives this Sheriff everything that he desires.
But her past does come back to haunt her the very night of her wedding day. The monster that has been lurking in the shadows rips Jenna away from Tyler.
Can Tyler find Jenna before it is too late?
Will their relationship survive the consequences of the evil that is yet to come?
Book Two: Chasing Broken Dreams.
Book Three: Chasing Broken Destinies.
Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city, finally gave the one thing he always refused to give…his heart. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the facade that he brings.
Jenna Davis, the girl that got stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. She is the girl that stole the small-town Sheriff's heart. She finally made her way to the altar and did not repeat her experiences from the past.
Jenna gives this Sheriff everything that he desires.
But her past does come back to haunt her the very night of her wedding day. The monster that has been lurking in the shadows rips Jenna away from Tyler.
Can Tyler find Jenna before it is too late?
Will their relationship survive the consequences of the evil that is yet to come?
Chapter 1
BOOK TWO OF: CHASING BROKEN DESIRES...
Today is my day. Today is the day that fairytales are made of. Today is the day that dreams are made of. I have been planning for this day for months. I have dreamt of this day for weeks. Today is a new beginning. Today is the beginning of the rest of my life.
Today is my wedding day.
I have just broken away from the reception to come to the ladies; that is when I hear a familiar voice behind me.
"I never took you for a lipstick girl."
"Luke!"
"Hi, Jenna. It is really nice to see you again; it is really nice."
"What are you doing here? You are not allowed to be here."
"I can be where ever I want. Your husband cannot stop me."
"What do you want?"
"That is a stupid question, Jenna."
"Well, you can't have me."
"I can have whatever I want."
"Just leave Luke."
"Not without you, Jenna."
"Tyler will come to look for me."
"He is a bit occupied at the moment."
"You are coming with me whether you like it or not."
"I am not."
"I am not asking you, Jenna; I am telling you."
Next thing Luke has a cloth over my mouth.
Everything becomes dark.
My eyes are blindfolded, my hands and feet tied up. I seem to be locked in what appears the boot of a car. Between the ringing in my ears and my pounding head, I can hear the faint sound of two voices. But the sounds coming from the music player is unmistakable.
"Oops, I did it again."
Then it rushes over me like a wave.
Luke…The monster finally has me.
…Tyler POV…
"Sandra, please will you check why Jenna is taking so long?"
"Where is she?"
"She went to the ladies."
I patiently wait for Sandra to return, "Tyler, she is not there."
"She went there five minutes ago."
"I did not see her come out."
"Maybe she went out the back?"
I make my way to the back door, but it is locked; she surely did not leave through here. Could someone have locked it behind her?
"It's locked."
"I saw Clara there a few minutes ago."
"Where is the bitch?"
"She left."
"Sandra, did you see Luke here tonight?"
"No, but I saw him at the ceremony."
"Fuck, why did you not tell me."
"I thought Jenna invited him?"
"He is not allowed to come near her."
"Fuck Tyler, I am sorry, I did not know."
I continue looking inside and outside the pub for her, but I cannot find her, she is nowhere. It's like she just completely disappeared.
"Sandra, please come with me to Clara's."
We head over to Clara's; it's completely dark, there are no lights on, it appears that there is nobody home.
"I am starting to get a bad feeling about this."
"Is she armed?"
"No, she refused to put it under her dress."
"Fuck Tyler, do you think he has her?"
"I will fucking kill him if he has."
"What do we do now?"
"You are going to stay here if she comes back. I am going to Luke."
"Please take someone with."
"He is a fucking lunatic; I don't want to put anybody in danger."
Then from behind me, I hear Nathan speak, "I will come with you."
"Nathan, you on probation. I can't give you a gun."
"I got my fists."
"Sandra, phone me if you hear from her.
"Tyler, let's go."
This is a god damn three-hour drive. Anything can happen in three hours. The sight of him touching her makes my blood boil over and over. I don't know what he is capable of, but it sure as hell is nothing good.
"Does he for sure have her?"
"He is the only sick fuck that would take her."
"Do you think that he would hurt her?"
"I don't want to think of what he will do to her."
…Jenna POV…
The car finally comes to a stop.
I am blindfolded, but I know exactly who it is; I just don't know where I am. There is someone else with him though, they have not spoken, but I sense it is probably someone that I know.
He finally takes me out of the boot. He takes me out soft and gently. The touch of the man I used to love is still there, but I am not so sure about his heart. His head, I know, is definitely screwed up, though. How can a man so loving and caring turn into this?
He leads me down what seems to be a gravel road, then down a set of stairs. Why the hell is he going to lock me up in a basement, there is nowhere I can go. You do not lock someone up under the god damn floor and claim that you love them.
He slowly takes my blindfold off.
"Hey, Jenna."
"What the fuck are you doing, Luke?"
"I told you I would do anything to make you mine."
"So you kidnap and lock me in a damn basement."
"I don't want you to run away again."
"Where the fuck am I going to run to? I don't know where I even am."
"I can't let you leave me again."
"So, are you going to keep me in here forever?"
"If I have to, I will."
"Tyler will come looking for me."
"He will never find you; no one will."
"You are fucking crazy. What happened to the Luke, I know."
"He got tired of you running back to that asshole."
"Me and that asshole are married. You can't have me anymore."
"Not if something unfortunate happens to him."
"You are really fucking crazy."
He takes my hands and ties me up to a pole.
"I need to go to the station before he shows up. I don't want him thinking that something is wrong."
"He probably already is, you damn psycho."
With that, he leaves the basement and locks it behind him, leaving me tied to that pole.
This is fucking fantastic. I should have known that playing around with someone's feelings will come back and bite me in the ass.
…Tyler's POV…
"Nathan, can this damn car not go any faster."
"I am going as fast as I can, Tyler."
"Who knows if that filthy prick has his hands on her."
"Where would he even keep her? Surely not at his place."
"He is crazy but not completely stupid."
"Why the hell did he do this?"
"She made a mistake and briefly got involved with him."
"But weren't you guys always involved?"
"We went through a rough patch for a bit."
"What are you going to do when you get there?"
"Break his fucking jaw."
"Don't you think we should rather sit and watch what he does?"
"I want to break his bones first."
We are nearly there, and I have no idea what to expect. I don't know if it is him that took her, but there is no one as sick to do this. I am going to remain as calm as I can, but I don't think that is going to happen.
The car has barely come to a stop, and I am already jumping out.
I find him sitting behind his desk, just staring in my direction. There is not a man there anymore; there is just a monster, "To what do I owe the pleasure? Should you not be at your wedding reception?"
"Where is she, Luke?"
"Where is who?"
"Jenna."
"She should be with you."
"Don't fucking play games with me. I know you have her."
"Why would I have your wife, Tyler?"
"Cause you are a crazy lunatic."
"Did you lose Jenna again? How many times has it been now."
"Don't get fucking clever with me."
"I don't have your crazy ass slutty wife."
That is it; I have had enough of him. I walk around the table to where he is sitting and pull him up by his collar. He does not seem to be the least bit surprised; it is like he was expecting it.
"Where is my wife?"
"I told you that I don't know."
I retract my arm and ball my hand into a fist. I do not give him a moment to react. I smash my fist into the bridge of his nose; his face snaps to the side, and something cracks. "Where is my wife?"
"I told you I don't know."
I retract my arm again; this time, my fist slams square against his jaw. Again his face snaps.
"Where is my wife?"
"Don't you listen, I don't know."
I continue to pound into his face; his nose is bleeding, his lip is split. Just as I try to throw my next punch, Nathan grabs me by my arm.
"Tyler, you going to kill him."
"That is the whole point, Nathan."
Then Nathan steps forward.
"Luke, where is Jenna?"
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Someone that is not afraid to kick your ass until you can't walk. I don't mind going back; I will do anything to find Jenna."
"Are you also one of her boy toys that she has fucked and dumped too?"
"You are going to wish you never said that."
What Luke does not know is that Nathan used to be a heavy-weight boxer that got into a bit of trouble and has spent the past five years in jail.
Nathan hits him with an uppercut, throwing him off balance. He throws again, Luke start stumbling backward. Just before he completely drops, Nathan jabs him one more time and knocks him out down to a pile of shit to the floor.
"Fuck Nathan, how do we get him to talk now?"
"I will tie him up to the chair while you go search his house."
"If I am not back by the time he wakes up."
"I will knock him out again."
I leave Nathan with Luke and head out to go search his house.
If I were Luke which thank fuck I am not, I would probably hide her in some sort of abasement.
As soon as I get to his house, the first thing I look for is the very thing, a basement. But he does not have one. Next, I start to search his house. None of the rooms are locked up to keep somebody in. There is no sign of her in here anywhere.
"What the fuck do I do now? Where will the sick fuck keep her?"
Just then, I hear a scuffle in the kitchen.
As I turn the corner to enter the kitchen, I am surprised to see the person facing back at me.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
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I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
That roar stole my eighteenth birthday and shattered my world. My first shift should have been glory—blood turned blessing into shame. By dawn they'd branded me "cursed": cast out by my pack, abandoned by family, stripped of my nature. My father didn't defend me—he sent me to a forsaken island where wolfless outcasts were forged into weapons, forced to kill each other until only one could leave.
On that island I learned the darkest edges of humanity and how to bury terror in bone. Countless times I wanted to surrender—dive into the waves and never surface—but the accusing faces that haunted my dreams pushed me back toward something colder than survival: revenge. I escaped, and for three years I hid among humans, collecting secrets, learning to move like a shadow, sharpening patience into precision—becoming a blade.
Then, under a full moon, I touched a bleeding stranger—and my wolf returned with a violence that made me whole. Who was he? Why could he wake what I'd thought dead?
One thing I know: now is the time.
I have waited three years for this. I will make everyone who destroyed me pay—and take back everything that was stolen from me.
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
503.6k Views · Completed · Jessica C. Dolan
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
Wrong.
One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.
Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.
Enter him.
Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.
It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.
But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.
And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.
Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.
And now, he’s not letting me go.
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
Wrong.
One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.
Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.
Enter him.
Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.
It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.
But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.
And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.
Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.
And now, he’s not letting me go.












