I started disliking him in first grade when he threw a frog at me and called my pigtails stupid. When we were in middle school, he called me four-eyes and made fun of my freckles. Then in high school, he did something so bad, I swore I'd never say his name again, look at his annoyingly handsome face, or even waste a single thought on him. And that worked out fine... mostly. Well, it did work out until he showed up at my family's cabin for the holidays. Turns out, his brother started dating my sister. Please, someone, kill me now. To make matters worse, I'm stuck with him in one room, sleeping in a bunk bed... yeah, a freaking bunk bed. I haven't made a wish list since I was six, but I'm desperate, so I'm trying everything. Dear Santa, This year, I only have one wish. Please, make Jonas Wilder go away. Love, Hannah

Broken. Dead. Failure.That’s what I felt every time I looked in the mirror.Depression. Sadness. Anger.That's what others saw if they were smart enough to see past my facade. Knowing what I felt inside, I would I have to agree. I was on a path of destruction. Some would I say I was my own downfall waiting to happen. A man drowning himself in alcohol and loose women. That's what I had become. After all, that's all I was good for.Until Alzerro King f*cked up my day. One sentence completely altered my world. Hiding someone while working with the FBI was the last thing I wanted to do. Then I meet her.Isabella Vincenzo.Hurt. Beat. Fragile.I wasn’t a victim. I wasn’t prey to the monsters that lurked in the dark— at least that’s what I told myself. Trouble had found me, I was sold to the mafia by my family. I was now property of the drug cartel ran by the Russian Mafia, and to be sold to the highest bidder. What happened was never to be expected.Somewhere in the middle of the USA I’m being kept. Hidden. Held against my will from the monsters…. Little did I know, I traded one monster for another.Will Jared and Isabella save each other or will the murkiness that has tainted their lives pull them deeper into the darkness?Sometimes all we need is someone else to be our light in the moments of complete darkness.Sometimes love can smother the injustice.