Rook

He's watching me.
I can feel his gaze on me. Goosebumps rise all over my skin.
I don't know how I know. I just do. He's somewhere in this crowded quad, keeping tabs on my every move.
My heart is racing. I should be scared out of my mind.
Instead, I find it thrilling.
There's something terribly wrong with me.
I have a stalker. I don't know anything about him except the sound of his deep voice and the feel of his hands on me.
He's mysterious and dangerous and so dirty.
He consumes me day and night.
Controls me. Because I let him.
If I had any good sense, I would go to the campus police.
I'm living on the edge. Because I've never felt more alive.

Warning: This is a darker romance than usual for Becca Jameson. It could be disturbing for some readers. Please see my website for triggers. It is a stand-alone with an HEA, but the path is dark.

"Holy shit, this one came out of left field!! Rook made even me uncomfortable at times, and I loved it! Typical Becca-writing, but dark, and I think it's gonna surprise people. A creep at a party, a stalker, a sociopath, Rook is all that, but more. I love the spice, the non-con/dub-con, and the story itself. It's a perfect first in series!"-Tamara, early ARC reader