Empathy Series by Ker Dukey

Blake: I am a brother. I am a police detective. I am a contract killer. I don’t want to love. I don’t want to feel. I don’t want … EMPATHY. They say some people are born with decreased activity in the front central lobe causing them a deficiency in empathy. Maybe that’s true about me but whether I was born this way or created in a moment of evil, empathy was something I didn’t possess until her green eyes met mine in the mirror and I couldn’t take her life... moreBlake: I am a brother. I am a police detective. I am a contract killer. I don’t want to love. I don’t want to feel. I don’t want … EMPATHY. They say some people are born with decreased activity in the front central lobe causing them a deficiency in empathy. Maybe that’s true about me but whether I was born this way or created in a moment of evil, empathy was something I didn’t possess until her green eyes met mine in the mirror and I couldn’t take her life. I didn’t want to feel, didn’t want this woman in my life complicating how I lived but she was there at every turn. Sent to haunt me for my sins. Her light so bright she provoked a shadow from everyone she touched. When a job turns bad quickly altering my life forever I’m forced to feel. When nothing is making sense I’m forced to face truths I never would recover from. When life drowns you in its cruelty you don’t know which way the current will drag you or who you’ll become once you re-surface. Melody: I was a daughter I was a student I was a victim Did I have his love? Did I make him feel? Did I have his empathy? When the actions of a soulless killer forces sorrow into my veins I never dreamed the man healing my wounds would be the one to leave the worst scar. His love would scar my soul. Scars are permanent; I will never feel the relief from them. Will I learn to live with them, remember why I have them and learn never to let him close enough to inflict more? Will I eventually cover them… like tattoos coating them with new memories, new love and new starts? I didn’t know these answers because the pain was too suffocating, the only thing I knew was they will always be under the surface lingering. He had scars too, from his sins. There is nothing that can cover them, they were too deep, too ugly, too dark and they marked us both forever. WARNING: This book will mess with your mind. It is a very dark, sexy, twisted romance novel. 18+ only. less

Ryan: I was a son, A friend, A brother, A psychopath. Eighteen years of being in a psyche ward; I was released into the world. Things have changed, Blake is married to Melody and is a father to my new fixation, Cereus. My beautiful niece who knows nothing of my existence. When consequences of past sins begin playing tricks on me, old cravings demand to be satisfied. There is no cure for my kind of sickness. I am void of everything but obsession... moreRyan: I was a son, A friend, A brother, A psychopath. Eighteen years of being in a psyche ward; I was released into the world. Things have changed, Blake is married to Melody and is a father to my new fixation, Cereus. My beautiful niece who knows nothing of my existence. When consequences of past sins begin playing tricks on me, old cravings demand to be satisfied. There is no cure for my kind of sickness. I am void of everything but obsession. I can’t love, I can’t feel, I am Desolate. Warning, this book contains dark themes and explicit sex, read with caution. Desolate is the SECOND book to the International Bestselling title, Empathy. Please read book 1 to truly enjoy this title. "Dark... raw... desolate. Ker Dukey at her finest." - International Bestselling Author, S.K. Hartley. Dark, twisted and captivating. I couldn't devour this book fast enough. Dukey does it again. .. International Bestselling Author, Kirsty Moseley less

Deadly (An Empathy Novella) 18 only. Normal is not something Ryan and Cereus have ever been, where’s the fun in normal? When Cereus’s dreams follow her into the waking hours, she has to come to terms with the fact, Ryan is not the only monster in her madness. That she herself… can be just as deadly

This is a novella. To enjoy and understand this title you will have read Empathy and Desolate. This title comes with a warning please read and heed it. 18 only. Ryan When two dark souls connect the draw is too dominant to ignore and the obsession of owning the only color to brighten my dark world too unrelenting to not obey... moreThis is a novella. To enjoy and understand this title you will have read Empathy and Desolate. This title comes with a warning please read and heed it. 18 only. Ryan When two dark souls connect the draw is too dominant to ignore and the obsession of owning the only color to brighten my dark world too unrelenting to not obey. I left her alone so she could live a normal life but I was weak, how can she live a normal life after so much sinister chaos invaded her world, summoning her own darkness to the surface? The depraved devil that is me now had an anchor, someone to venture into the black abyss with. Normal wasn’t a path ever set for Cereus. She was her Father’s daughter but my soul mate, even if I disputed ever owning one. She was struggling with out me in her life, the vacant ache inside her leaking out. I can’t not go to her, the need is too strong and like with all of my urges I embrace less