Cracked Not Broken Series by Chelle Wolfe

Sometimes life gives you choices. Therapy or a unaliving spree. Therapy was way too expensive.I didn’t chose the life, the life was thrust at me. I guess this is me making lemonade from the rotting lemons handed to me.Someone found me and instead of adding him to my list I’ve added him to my bed. OR rather he’s added me to his - his list and his bed. And the scary thing is? I crave him like I crave my next victim.You can’t fix me and strangely my mystery guy isn’t trying to... moreSometimes life gives you choices. Therapy or a unaliving spree. Therapy was way too expensive.I didn’t chose the life, the life was thrust at me. I guess this is me making lemonade from the rotting lemons handed to me.Someone found me and instead of adding him to my list I’ve added him to my bed. OR rather he’s added me to his - his list and his bed. And the scary thing is? I crave him like I crave my next victim.You can’t fix me and strangely my mystery guy isn’t trying to. No, he’s along for my rollercoaster and the verdicts out on why.Vengeance has always been the game I won. But my luck is running out. I might have accidentally, not accidentally, unalived the wrong guy. He was still bad, but he might have been the son of the mob. Oops.The good news? I have a stalker, and I think maybe I want to keep him. less

Sometimes life gives you choices. Therapy or a unaliving spree. Therapy was way too expensive.I didn’t chose the life, the life was thrust at me. I guess this is me making lemonade from the rotting lemons handed to me.Someone found me and instead of adding him to my list I’ve added him to my bed. OR rather he’s added me to his - his list and his bed. And the scary thing is? I crave him like I crave my next victim.You can’t fix me and strangely my mystery guy isn’t trying to... moreSometimes life gives you choices. Therapy or a unaliving spree. Therapy was way too expensive.I didn’t chose the life, the life was thrust at me. I guess this is me making lemonade from the rotting lemons handed to me.Someone found me and instead of adding him to my list I’ve added him to my bed. OR rather he’s added me to his - his list and his bed. And the scary thing is? I crave him like I crave my next victim.You can’t fix me and strangely my mystery guy isn’t trying to. No, he’s along for my rollercoaster and the verdicts out on why.Vengeance has always been the game I won. But my luck is running out. I might have accidentally, not accidentally, unalived the wrong guy. He was still bad, but he might have been the son of the mob. Oops.The good news? I have a stalker, and I think maybe I want to keep him. less

Do psychopaths get a happy ending?I killed his cousin. I admit it. But how was I to know that it would come back around to haunt me?Now the only man I’ve ever loved is being blackmailed to marry an heiress to save me. Good news, I can save myself.But as Parks points out, my best laid plans usually turn into chaos.Parks might be trying to protect me and all I want to know is how many severed heads can fit into his fridge?Don’t worry, I’m up for a red wedding... moreDo psychopaths get a happy ending?I killed his cousin. I admit it. But how was I to know that it would come back around to haunt me?Now the only man I’ve ever loved is being blackmailed to marry an heiress to save me. Good news, I can save myself.But as Parks points out, my best laid plans usually turn into chaos.Parks might be trying to protect me and all I want to know is how many severed heads can fit into his fridge?Don’t worry, I’m up for a red wedding. Want to help me crash?This is the final book in Halle and Parks story. less