Enchanting the Eggplants Series by Ashley Amy

Sometimes, when we least expect it, the universe finally rewarded us with our deepest desires. Sadly, she also had a wicked sense of humor in how she delivered it. There I stood, minding my own business at a bank when the three robbers entered. Fright gripped me by the throat right before one of the men did, but that fright quickly dissipated into something…else? The fingers cinching off my airway only added to the forbidden touch of the arm around my waist... moreSometimes, when we least expect it, the universe finally rewarded us with our deepest desires. Sadly, she also had a wicked sense of humor in how she delivered it. There I stood, minding my own business at a bank when the three robbers entered. Fright gripped me by the throat right before one of the men did, but that fright quickly dissipated into something…else? The fingers cinching off my airway only added to the forbidden touch of the arm around my waist. A man hadn’t touched me this forcibly in too long, if ever, and I liked to be manhandled in the bedroom. The dark romance books I read didn’t help dim my excitement either. Before my rational mind had any control, a moan slipped from my lips. Yes, I moaned. It was loud enough for everyone to hear, including the man who held me. They thought they were coming to collect their hostage for a ransom, but the bargain soon changed when I felt what my hum did to the man holding me against his… ‘ahem’. Trigger This book will include dark themes mostly in the bedroom--knife play, BDSM-- and kidnapping. less

Red Room? No, my fun didn’t need locked up. When I wanted more, I painted a town red then bathed in it. My life looked pristine and perfect, being a rich priss who fucked around just to find out, but I took off that mask only once after I fooled the man who kidnapped my best friend. He saw the real me no one else had admission to… not even the cop who gave me access to him... moreRed Room? No, my fun didn’t need locked up. When I wanted more, I painted a town red then bathed in it. My life looked pristine and perfect, being a rich priss who fucked around just to find out, but I took off that mask only once after I fooled the man who kidnapped my best friend. He saw the real me no one else had admission to… not even the cop who gave me access to him. Now, Valentino needed me to go incognito on his daughter’s campus to protect her because he knew only I could pull off that level of deception while hunting. But he didn’t ask me personally, going to my puppeteer of an evil father. Would it really be that hard to simply say, “Yes, Mistress, I need your help". .. ? The wolves he needed to feed me to never bothered me because my hood of red had been painted in their blood for years. Their retreat for paid sex and cheap thrills had been my lair all along without them perceiving I hunted during their depravity, stalking through their forbidden touches. But he set me up to face my worst fear, other than losing my best friend, without knowing it. He sent me to the place I left my young heart, in the classroom of the only man I ever submitted to. Even worse, someone I couldn’t catch kept following me, but I couldn’t tell anyone that. Not with my reputation on the line with my exposed heart. TW inside. less

There’s that old saying, two can keep a secret if one of them is… well, dead. Me? I was the dead one to take those secrets to the grave. I did it to save those I loved, and I’d spend forever trying to save them from what I learned all those years ago. Forgive me Father, for I’ve been lying to you too. I now work for the church to atone for the sins of my family, but no matter how many Hail Marys I offered, the darkness made me keep its secret to save the bloodshed that would come with the truth... moreThere’s that old saying, two can keep a secret if one of them is… well, dead. Me? I was the dead one to take those secrets to the grave. I did it to save those I loved, and I’d spend forever trying to save them from what I learned all those years ago. Forgive me Father, for I’ve been lying to you too. I now work for the church to atone for the sins of my family, but no matter how many Hail Marys I offered, the darkness made me keep its secret to save the bloodshed that would come with the truth. Maybe that’s why God decided I needed an intervention in my pretend life. Though, he could’ve warned me that the collision of both worlds would bring damnation upon me in the form of them. The two boys I couldn’t choose between in our youth. The cruel world gave me an out when they covered up my death to make it look real. Our new promise of love meant to never bump shoulders or share beds again. But who else could I call for help when my old life figured out where I hid in my new one? Now I had to prepare for my second coming, and I hoped that included the one my Lord and Savior frowned upon. TW: You know from the other two how this one will go (A listed warning inside the book with the kinks as well), but there is a priest involved in Sofia's tale. .. less