Little Black Book

by Tabatha Vargo

  To every blogger/page administrator who has posted or shared anything for me since I’ve started publishing, thank you. I can’t stress enough how much you guys mean to me. You guys supported me from day one and that’s more valuable to me than gold. I send you all bear hugs and love.

  To all my friends and family who have been supportive of my writing throughout the years. Thank you. I love you.

  And finally to my daughter, Ashlynn, who’s my inspiration for everything I do. You’re my life. I love you more than love, baby girl. LOVE. LOVE.

  From Melissa Andrea

  I couldn’t start this without saying how much I love and appreciate all of you amazing readers!! You may think authors are the stars, but we only shine because of you!! Thank you for giving me your time, praise, and love. I cherish all of those things as much as I cherish you!!

  I am so in love with this book and I’m so beyond please to help Tabatha with Little Black Book. We make an amazing power team and I am happy to call her my bestie, my twin, my go-to-girl!! You are my other half in this crazy, crazy world, and I am so happy we got to do this again, sweets!! Love you lots.

  A big shout out to my hubs for making sure life goes on even if I’m not always there to take part in it. For making sure I eat when I’ve been glued to my computer all day. For making sure we don’t live like cave people, and for doing all of that on top of having a full-time job. Nobody is perfect, but you’re perfect for me!

  As always, to my girls, you’re the gravity that keeps me here. You’re the reason I breathe and live and have the courage to do what I want in life. I hope you realize dreams can come true and because of you beautiful ladies, I know that too. Never grow up, babies!!

  And last, but never least, to my family for always being there to support me and cheer me on. Thank you for being proud of me, Mom, but you should be proud of yourself because I’m this amazing because of you!! Ha-ha, but no, really! LOVE YOU!!

  THE WRATH OF SIN

  I can’t decide what I want to do more… KILL HER OR FUCK HER.

  Wrath is everywhere, even in the deepest recesses of the innocent. It alters the souls of the desperate and depressed. Changing you, consuming you until all that's left is the sick desire to destroy everything in your path.

  SIN

  I'm not a murderer, but hate will make you do crazy things. I hate the man who stole my life from me, and it's only fair that I steal something precious from him. But revenge is bittersweet when passion overpowers your reason, and the girl that’s precious to him becomes the voice of reason for me. Pushing me to feel human again, she threatens to change everything.

  She calls me Sin, and she will feel my WRATH.

  EMILY

  Excitement, passion, desire – those were all foreign to me. I needed something more in my life, but when I meet him, I get more than I bargained for. I’m sickened with desire for my keeper. He’s a mystery, an enigma, but he’s hurting. I want to be the one to save him, but I have to save myself first.

  I call him Sin, and he’s the epitome of LUST.

  Prologue

  The soft scent of her swarmed around me. It had been so long since I’d been that close to a woman—like really close, not just physically speaking. It was a reminder of all the things I’d missed over the last six years.

  She pressed against me and I could feel the contour of her soft breasts through her thin silk top. I pulled her closer to me and latched my arms behind her back. Her thick, russet hair stuck to my sweat-covered cheeks and instinctively I breathed in the brief hint of her strawberry shampoo. She smelled amazing, and she felt even better pressed tightly to the front of my body.

  Parts of me that I hadn’t used in years sprang to life and made me forget all about the reason I was there with her in the first place. Again, she moved and I pulled her closer to me. I wasn’t going to let her go. I was finally going to get what I wanted.

  Her sharp teeth cut into my bicep and I hissed loudly at the sting of her teeth puncturing my skin. I tugged on her ponytail and she released my flesh. Bringing her face to face with me, I smiled down at her. She was as good as mine. There was no escaping me.

  “What are you going to do?” she asked.

  Her voice was thick and husky—that of a passionate woman in the midst of release.

  I brought my nose to her neck and breathed her in once more. It was going to be a long while before I was this close to a woman again. Her femininity moved me beyond distraction, but I had to stay the course.

  Looking down into her fevered eyes, I took a deep breath.

  “What do you think I’m going to do? A life for a life—it’s only fair. She was taken from me, now I’m taking you from him.”