Eighteen year old Tatum O’Shea is a naive, shy, little rich girl. Twenty-three year old Jameson Kane is smart, seductive, and richer. They come together for one night, one explosion, one mistake, and Tate is hurled into space – no family, no money, and no Jameson.
Seven years later, life is going pretty good for Tate, when she runs into Jameson again. This time, she thinks she’s ready for him. She doesn’t have a naive bone left in her body, and she can’t even remember what shy feels like. Jameson has evolved into Satan – sharp teeth, sharper claws, and a tongue that can cut her in half. It all sounds like fun to a girl like Tate, and she is ready to play, determined to prove that she isn’t the same girl he conquered once before. A series of games start, each one more devious than the last.
But the devil likes to play dirty, and she learns that playing for souls is playing for keeps. The lines between games and reality, heaven and hell, get blurry. Can she beat Jameson at his own game before someone gets hurt? Or will he leave her soulless, making him the winner, once and for all?
WARNING: contains a wannabe B-rate porn star, an impersonal personal assistant, and the F-word, A LOT. Also graphic sexual situations and sadomasochistic themes
Can the Devil be Forgiven?
Everything is fun and games until someone gets hurt, and what Jameson Kane did to Tatum O’Shea goes so far beyond hurt, he is well into the realm of unforgivable. Tate says she wants him gone for good, and he quickly learns that the old saying, “you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone”, is most definitely true.
But Jameson has never been very good at following instructions, and when Satan decides to seek redemption, he’ll go to great lengths to get it. He proposes one last game – one to end them all, if she agrees to play. He is very confident that he can win, but Tate warns him that it’s not possible; she will not lose again. Little does she know, Jameson is prepared to do whatever it takes. Prepared to lay the entire world at her feet. Prepared to bear his soul.
What he didn’t count on, though, was handing the damn thing over.
Now Jameson can only pray that his evil ways haven’t rubbed off on Tate too much. Sometimes, it’s very difficult to tell who the Devil really is …
WARNING: contains a semi-reformed devil, a woman scorned, and more Sanders than anyone has a right to witness. Also graphic sexual situations and strong language.
The Devil has met his match
When Tatum O’Shea decides it’s time for some payback, no one is safe from her new game – not even the devil himself. Tate is going to get her happily ever after, even if it means making everyone else unhappy in the process.But a persistent Jameson, a meddling Sanders, and an amorous baseball player make it very hard for a girl to keep her focus, and suddenly it seems Tate has a few too many suitors for her fairy tale ending.
Sometimes, it’s very difficult to tell who Prince Charming really is …
WARNING: may induce Kindle throwing, screaming at fictional characters, and possibly a few tears. Also graphic sexual situations and sadomasochistic themes.
The Devil gets his dues. What happens when Satan in the flesh meets Lillith in real life?Some name calling, a lot of fighting, and even more loving.
For two years, Jameson Kane and Tatum O’Shea have made their relationship work. It might not work for anyone else on the planet, but it’s perfect for them. Their own personal fairy tale.
But can Jameson give Tatum a true “happily ever after”? He’s not sure.
Where would the devil go to buy a throne, anyway?
WARNING: contains little plot, a lot of sex, and was written for the author’s own personal enjoyment. Also graphic sexual situations and sadomasochistic themes.
I wouldn’t mind getting an email like this from Jameson… 😉
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Kraven Brokerage Firm
12183 State Street * Boston, MA, 02109
Phone (617) 555-6486 * Fax (617) 555-6488 * http://www.kravenbrokerage.com
From: The Offices of Jameson Kane, CEO and Founder, kane.jameson@kane.net
To: Tatum O’Shea, sluttymcgee@yahoo.com
Time Stamp: February 14, 2015, 16:32
RE: This Day
Baby Girl –
I have been informed – multiple times – by Sanders that today is a day where I’m supposed to send you a romantic card, professing my love and adoration.
This seems fucking stupid to me. You know I love you, “adore” is a stretch, and I don’t even know what “romantic” means.
But since he won’t leave me alone and is reading this over my shoulder, I will tell you that I am grateful for every day that I get to wake up next to you, and even more grateful for every day that I get to come home to you. Thank you for being the best part of my life.
You may show your gratitude for me (which is overwhelming, I’m sure) by waiting in the library and being naked when I get home (this is not a request).
Respectfully,
Jameson
p/s – change your fucking e-mail address
Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up.
Way to go Jamison!
Thanks for the chance!!