Toxic Love

Love can consume a person. Malcolm Withers consumed me. I'm not complaining, you see, he's everything I ever wanted in a man, and he loves me.

I love Malcolm with every fiber of my being. However, some men must be the hunter, and they must have prey. I willingly accepted that position.

However, never cross the hunter. The consequences could be grave.

Then the hunter becomes the jailer.

Love is a strange and intense emotion, and it makes men and women do crazy things.

Sometimes it takes a near-death experience to make two people realize love and trust must go hand and hand.

My name is Miranda Owens, and I learned that the hard way.

****Adult content, graphic sex, spanking, and dominance. If this is not your cup of tea, this book is not for you****