Breathe

by N. M. Catalano

  There is a woman who cries herself to sleep.

  Who lives a lie behind a beautiful mask.

  There is a woman who almost gave up.

  Almost.

  But then her prince charming came.

  He is everything she needs.

  Mysterious, dark, dangerous, who makes her do things, things that would shock you.

  Everything that she needs.

  There is a woman who belongs to someone else, who can never leave.

  There is a woman who is imprisoned by deals and money and power.

  There is a woman who loves a man she cannot have.

  There is a man and a woman who will be destroyed.

  **Intended for adult audiences, 18+, strong language, strong sexual content, MFM, BDSM, cliffhanger.**

  The men of The Program, there’s so much more!

  Keep going with TORTURED right here!

  A NOTE FROM ME

  Typically, at this point I talk about the underlying story within the story.

  Not this time.

  What was happening in this book?

  Love, sex, crime, and more of it. In that order.

  This book was jam packed full of sacrifice and devotion, and a whole lot of it. I don’t know about you, but I fucking loved Snake, I love Rock, and I’m about to get real intimate with Gringo and Bull. Just saying.

  If you are here with me, then you’ve started this story from the beginning. The men of The Program are layered, that fact slapped us in the face, quite nicely too if I do say so myself, in Canvas. I love the layers of an individual as each one is pulled back to expose something new, that secret something beautiful that no one ever sees, not unless we are one of the privileged few. I thoroughly enjoyed writing this book, bringing Raven’s vulnerability to the surface, laying bare Snake’s need to protect and his possessiveness, even Summer’s and Rock’s ability to trust and how they opened their sacred place.

  Life is an adventure. It’s the journey. If we stay focused on only the end, we miss all the good stuff that gets us there.

  Every day I have the absolute privilege of meeting new people, making new friends, and it’s all because of these stories. If I’d never written any of them, I’d never have met so many amazing people. In my readers group, NM Catalano’s Bad Boy Book Babes, every single day is the best. We genuinely like each and every one of us. We’re there to kick our feet up, let our hair down, and say ‘Fuck the world, I’m chilling with my besties for a while.’ Join right here.

  A few friends I want to say a special thank you to are: Siobhan Royle, you know her and love her, you have to, the woman is divine. We all fell in love with her, admit it guys, you do, I know you do. Diane Dykes, my personal ass kicker. I adore you for it. She’s precise, phenomenal, and professional. And a good friend. Joy Di Biase-Giachino, one of my beta readers, and a phenomenal woman. Thank you for the hours you spend going over my work, your amazing input, your thoughts, and most of all your friendship. Fran Reading, a woman with a heart of gold. She sees something that needs to be done, and she’s on it. These women are not only friends, but they’re my support team, my admins, and this weekend, (release weekend), they put up with me during my meltdowns and psychotic outbursts, they let me draw penises on Snakes pictures and act the fool. They let me get out all of my frustration, then they gently set me back on track. We laughed, we cursed, and we got shit done. I love you. Thank you.

  Some ladies in the readers group, and longtime friends, are: Nicole Brown, love ya girl, Arthetta Rogers, Alicia Gonzales, Cindy Noyes, Juneann Lloyd (Lord woman, I hope I don’t make those patients of yours go in to cardiac arrest), Denise Williams, and bloggers, Pauline Digaletos, Angie Hallock, Jennifer Pierson, and so, so many others, I know I’ve left some out, please forgive me.

  It’s almost two years to the day I release my first book and it’s because of all of you this trip has been a fucking blast. Thank you!

  So, I’d just like to say, enjoy the moment and always love you and yours fiercely.

  All my love,

  ~ N.M.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  N.M. Catalano is an Amazon best-selling, multi-published author. She spent many years in the corporate world, and owned several businesses. Having been fortunate to have such varied exposures, she had many opportunities to be experience different societies and cultures. After years of studying people and lifestyles, her fascination comes to life in the pages of her stories.

  "I am just a woman, like many of you, who has lived through beauty and ugliness, happiness, (sometimes extreme), and sadness, (sometimes heart wrenching), and have grown to love life and myself even more. I write because I love the characters, I am madly and hopelessly in love with them and want to share them with the world. Life is beautiful and is meant to be enjoyed day by day, sometimes you have to pick out the good stuff with a magnifying glass like a needle in a haystack, but enjoyed none the less. The stories that I put on paper, I think, help us to find that enjoyment a little bit more.

  I am just a woman who is in love with love……<3"

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  Still more…

  OTHER WORKS

  STRANGER Book 1 In The STRANGER Series

  I couldn't resist submitting to him. I still can't, no matter the cost.

  I thought I was fine, I thought my life was ok. Until I met him. One night of erotic abandon blew open the door to the prison of my life and there was no way I wanted to lock it back up. I couldn’t, not when he kept coming back. But I knew there would be a price to pay. There always is, I had been warned. The past always comes back to haunt you especially when it promised it would.

  Your body is my playground and I want to play.

  Life is good. I have control, I like having control. Until I met her. I thought that one night of her deliciousness would be enough to satisfy me. I was wrong. I wanted more, there was something about her, she was different. And now I was losing control, there was no way in hell I was going to lose.

  ** This is book is meant to be read as a stand-alone but is the first book in the STRANGER series. No cliffhangers. 18+ BDSM

  SWITCH Book 2 In The STRANGER Series

  Life can change in an instant.

  Betrayal. Just like that everything I had built, my entire life, was falling apart. My world threatened to collapse from under me, everything was slipping through my hands, and it looked like there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to stop the destruction. I was going to lose everything but the worst part was, I was going to lose her.

  A second chance.

  Fate smiled down on me and gave me a second chance. And it was so much better than I could have ever imagined. He worshipped my body, he made me feel adored. Until that day. The day I found them, the day his skeletons came pouring out of that closet he thought was so well hidden. He made a huge mistake if he thought I was naive. It was time for me to take control.

  Can he SWITCH to get it all back?

  **Can be read as a stand-alone, 18+ BDSM

  KINK Book 3 In The STRANGER Series

  She’s a damaged girl, hiding behind a tough façade and a razor sharp tongue, afraid to open up to him and trust him. Her wounds are deep, the scars are many, some are visible, and others cannot be seen.

  He thinks he doesn’t deserve her, that he doesn’t deserve to be happy. The demons he fights are loud and strong, some are real, while others are not. But he wants her. And he’ll have her.

  He’ll share her. They�
�ll plunge her into the most erotic oblivion she’s ever experienced.

  **Warning, this book contains very strong sexual content, BDSM, menage, and a scene or two which could be a trigger containing sexual assault/rape. 18+

  PERFECT Book 4 In The STRANGER Series

  Brian Daniels has life by the balls. He’s gorgeous, so much so, it hurts so good to look at him. And his dominant sexual skills leave the women he’s with in a state of complete erotic delirium for days, knowing exactly how to bring her the most pleasure. The dark and dangerous beast inside him, the one that was born in the Marines, is released in the cage when he fights, and in the bedroom when the women are tied and begging for more. He is absolutely perfect. But he’s miserable, empty, and hollow, wondering if this is all there is to life.

  Everything about Brooke stops traffic. Her perfect body and face have men following behind her like a trail of whimpering little puppy dogs. And she hates everything about herself, because it destroyed her. She lives with its curse every day, one that will never allow a man to get close to her heart. She’s a brilliant Marine Biologist fighting against the clock amid brutal shark attacks, trying to find a way to stop the animal before it strikes again. But she’s defenseless against the monster inside her.

  When Brian and Brooke collide, it’s an erotic war zone, one that Brian will not lose.

  Can he save her from her demons? Can she finally submit and let Brian free her from her hell? Or will tragedy strike first and rip Brian from her, destroying any chance they have at love?

  **Stand-alone, 18+ BDSM, a tiny bit dark.

  HIDING Book 5 In The STRANGER Series

  Warning: It is passionate, it is suspenseful, it'll blow your mind. There is darkness, you have been warned, enter at your own risk...

  Secrets, they entice you, they bind you, they hold you captive. A challenge whispered to you luring you closer. Will you delve into their darkness? Would you go? Or would you hide...

  I had rules. They protected the fortress of my darkness.

  My secrets.

  I allowed myself certain distractions, but nothing permanent.

  It wasn’t allowed.

  If I slipped, then I’d fall.

  That was one thing I couldn’t afford.

  Until her.

  She was secrets wrapped up in a challenge. Tied with a big bow of sensuality.

  I was about to take the biggest fall of my life.

  I’d found complacency in my nightmare.

  A comfort in normalcy.

  I was surviving.

  It sucked, but I was safe.

  Until he crashed into my world.

  He had secrets.

  Lots of them.

  He wasn’t the good guy, not by far.

  But was he what I needed?

  She's hiding from her future.

  He's running from his past.

  When they collide it's explosive.

  Danger is a persistent predator.

  It seeks until it finds.

  There is no past, and no future.

  There is only now, and right now danger is coming.

  You can run, but you can never hide.

  **Stand-alone, 18+, strong sexual content, a bit dark, a bit twisted, some horror.

  THE ROOSTER CLUB, The Best Cocks In Town

  We all have that first true love, the one we never forget, the one that makes our heart hurt, even today.

  This is their story. It spans decades.

  This is his story….

  All wrapped up in the decadence of the ‘80’s:

  Sex (lots of it).

  Drugs (almost as much).

  Discos (where it all happened).

  How it all crashed in the 90’s.

  And today, how it found her once again…

  **Stand-alone, 18+, strong sexual content & language

  Black Ink, Part I, Black Ink, Part II, Black Ink Part III

  Seduction, Possession, Revenge…

  The BLACK INK Trilogy

  In Part I we met the man,

  Alexander Black

  Ruthless. Powerful. A prick.

  Intoxicating, intriguing.

  He took, he claimed, he possessed.

  In Part II, He owned.

  In a world of seduction,

  Danger,

  Darkness.

  In Part III, The beast is unleashed.

  In a deadly race against time,

  The only thing he wants is

  Blood,

  Revenge,

  Annihilation.

  **18+, very strong sexual content, violence, it is dark, there is horror, and it’ll blow your mind.

  SUSPICIOUS, Book 6 Stranger Series, The Very Last One, Due Out Soon

  SCOTT

  Another day in paradise.

  Placing the cup of black coffee down on my desk, I turn on the computer and prepare for the newest round of bad guys waiting for me.

  Degenerates.

  Scumbags.

  Lowlifes.

  Killers.

  I’ve been surrounded by them for more than half my life.

  First it had been the Army, doing missions that should have killed me. Going into a compound filled with beasts that had only one purpose; to kill all of us in the most gruesome way possible, and make a show of it while they did it. That wasn’t about me. It was about saving people from torture, stopping them from getting burned alive, or having their heads cut off on camera for a goddamn YouTube video. Or shot by a ten-year-old kid.

  Ten-fucking-year-olds. What is wrong with this world?

  I was done, I got out. Only to join the police force, the DEA, the Drug Enforcement Administration. The addresses might have been different, the accents and languages might have changed, but it was still filth. Corruption. Death and torture.

  I’ve done bust’s where there had been rooms piled with chopped up bodies stuffed in plastic bags. The degradation I’ve been witness to knows no bounds, has no morals, ethics never existed there.

  I’ve seen living proof that hell has no boundaries, no restrictions, no preference to color, race, religion, or nationality.

  It’s alive and well, and more powerful than you ever could imagine.

  It seduced, promised, and fought dirty in the most beautiful ways.

  I thought I could get out. I thought I’d had enough and I could walk away, and never go back.

  The Prodigal Son returned, Scott Edwards.

  It isn’t for me.

  Or maybe it is?

  Maybe there’s something wrong with me that I need to do this. Maybe I’m just as bad as the criminals. What kind of normal person would get off on the hunt of sick motherfuckers every day, made my heart pound wildly with the thrill of the chase?

  I’m not blind not to know that only someone with the same tastes, the same understandings, could know what makes our kind tick.

  Feel it deep inside them.

  It takes one to know one.

  I sip my coffee at my nice new desk in the office area of the police precinct and check my emails. There are the usual reminders of the Monday morning Bull Pen meetings, announcements of firearms qualification.

  Give me a break. I could put a bullet right in the middle of some douchebags forehead from two hundred feet.

  There’s a new case.

  I click open the file and read the preliminaries.

  Well, this is not the usual scenario.

  Case: #BZ00005469

  Prescription Drug Trafficking/Embezzlement

  Suspect: Thomas Jordan

  Suspect thought to be responsible for illegal prescription drug trafficking throughout the United States. Operation has affiliations with organized crime.

  Another dirty business man, or is he a doctor?

  I open the other suspect’s file.

  Case: #BZ00005469

  Prescription Drug Trafficking

  Suspect: Janie Simmons

  What the hell?!!

  Suspect thought to be prime runner for ill
egal prescription drug trafficking.

  “JANIE?!”

  MY JANIE?!