Letters in Blood Series by Liz Lovelock

Never did I imagine I'd be the victim of a serial killer.Waking up in a blood stained cell wasn't how my first date with the sexy Detective Roman Blackwood was meant to turn out.My captor lives to inflict pain. He tells me the girls who came before me are no more, then makes me a promise. I'm next.

Dear Captor, Do you find pleasure in my tortured screams? My darkened cell is my own living nightmare. Why do you continue to play this game? Why don’t you just kill me? You’ve almost broken me all over again—but I’ve held firm. I’ve pushed through the pain you’ve inflicted. And now I’m seeing a side of you I never knew could exist. A side I connect with. A side I could grow to like. Your touch on my skin . . . it ignites a fire within. Only time will tell what will come of it... moreDear Captor, Do you find pleasure in my tortured screams? My darkened cell is my own living nightmare. Why do you continue to play this game? Why don’t you just kill me? You’ve almost broken me all over again—but I’ve held firm. I’ve pushed through the pain you’ve inflicted. And now I’m seeing a side of you I never knew could exist. A side I connect with. A side I could grow to like. Your touch on my skin . . . it ignites a fire within. Only time will tell what will come of it. With love, Elenore. less

Dear Captor, You show me you care, but then something changes. The brightness in your eyes shines through on your good days, but when you come to me on your dark days, the blackness has taken over. At least I know what I’m in for . . . pain. You’ve managed to crawl under my skin in the most excruciating yet sensual way, my darkest secrets are now yours, and the emotions I feel for you are something I’ve never felt before. This sensation is strange, yet exhilarating... moreDear Captor, You show me you care, but then something changes. The brightness in your eyes shines through on your good days, but when you come to me on your dark days, the blackness has taken over. At least I know what I’m in for . . . pain. You’ve managed to crawl under my skin in the most excruciating yet sensual way, my darkest secrets are now yours, and the emotions I feel for you are something I’ve never felt before. This sensation is strange, yet exhilarating. Do you feel the same? If you do love me, please . . . let me go. Forever yours, Elenore less