Title: Darkness Within
Author: Isabel Lucero
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 28
The moment it happens, everything in me changes.
Imagine somebody was able to fit inside of your body. Their arms are the same length as yours. You’re both the same height. Everything is exactly the same. Now imagine that person not being a person at all. That thing inside of you is a shadow. Darkness. A silhouette of you, only living on the inside of your body. It doesn’t have a conscious. It doesn’t have a heart. Nothing within that darkness is remotely human. Its only goal is to take over your body. It fights against your muscles. It tries breaking through the skin. It wants to replace you. That’s what it feels like when the darkness that lives inside me starts trying to get out.
I feel it happening. The pressure builds. My skin prickles. And the only thing that tames it, getting it back to resting peacefully inside me, is to unleash it. I have to let it wreak havoc, and I quite enjoy the mayhem.
Analeigh Price comes into my life and does the one thing I hate; question me about my past. She can pretend she wants to get to know me all she wants, but she’s not ready for the truth. I won’t become a better person for her, because I am who I am. She can't fix me, because my wounds are unfixable.
You see, I’m not like everybody else. Oh, no. I’m different. My humanity was stripped from me long ago, and those who are responsible are about to be paid a visit. You’ve never heard a story like mine, because I’m unlike anyone you’ve ever met. I’m no hero. I’m the guy you don’t want to piss off, because once the darkness within me is unleashed, it’ll be too late to get away.
What’s my name? It’s Donovan. Donovan James. But the darkness is taking over, and it’s only good at one thing, so I must go.
“Old enough,” she counters.
“I don’t like that answer,” I say, settling back into my truck, ready to drive off.
“Wait, wait,” she says, putting her hand on the window frame. “If you’re gonna be a baby about it, geez. If I’m at college, I’m clearly at least eighteen. Which is legal, by the way.”
“Eighteen is too young. Legal or not.”
“Well, lucky for you, I’m not eighteen. I’m twenty. I’ll be twenty-one next month.”
“Hmm,” I murmur. “Good for you.”
“And you?” she asks, leaning in closer through the window with a flirtatious smile gracing her lips.
“See. That’s perfect! We can have fun together.”
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” I ask. “You were flying across the street like the cops were after you.”
She laughs. “Well, if they were, wouldn’t you want to help me escape them? We’ve been in the road for five minutes. They could be coming any minute now,” she says, playfully widening her eyes in a panic.
“I don’t need to be an accessory to anything, so no, I wouldn’t help.”
“You’re no fun,” she says with a pout.
“I told you.”
“Come on,” she whines. “Take me somewhere.” She leans in and I find myself leaning closer to her. Her brown eyes watch mine, waiting for me to object, but I don’t. I feel her lips touch my neck, but barely. She’s just brushing them against my skin, and then she whispers into my ear. “Take me somewhere and you can take me however you like.” Her voice drops to a husky whisper and my cock responds. She licks and kisses my neck, her free hand running across my stomach and towards my jeans. “Don’t make me beg,” she breathes into my ear. Her hand cups my cock through my jeans, and she moans.
“Get in,” I growl.
She hurries around to the passenger side and climbs in, throwing her book and messenger bag to the floor board before scooting next to me. I drive off, needing to find somewhere to pull over, because I’m not taking her to my house, and I don’t feel like looking for a hotel room right now. Whatever we do will be in my truck, but I don’t think she’ll mind since she’s unbuttoning my jeans.
“I want to taste you,” she says seductively. “Can I?” she asks, unzipping my zipper like she already knows I’m not going to stop her.
I lift up, helping her pull my jeans down a little, and then she sticks her hand inside of my boxer-briefs, pulling my hard cock out through the slit in the front. She strokes it a few times, before lying across the seat and putting the tip in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groan, trying to concentrate on driving and getting us to a spot where I can park and not be disturbed.
“Mmm,” she moans around me, taking me deeper.
I pass a for sale sign and turn off onto a side street, hoping to find the empty house. When I do, I pull into the driveway and cut off the engine, hoping the neighbors don’t look out their windows and get suspicious.
She releases my cock from her grip and sits up to start pulling her clothes off. First she removes the black V-neck shirt and then shimmies out of her tight, blue jeans and white panties. I slide over, away from the steering wheel, and remove my shoes, jeans, and underwear as fast as possible.
“I don’t have a condom,” I manage to say as she begins to climb onto my lap.
She reaches down to her bag and pulls a shiny square of foil out, holding it up with a grin on her face.
“You have everything you need in there?” I ask, lifting a brow as she rips it open and pulls the colored condom out.
“Mmhhmm,” she murmurs, placing it on my head and rolling it down over my shaft. I groan and throw my head back as she strokes me.
Isabel Lucero is a multi-genre bestselling author, penning the romantic suspense novel The Secrets That We Keep, the erotic romance books Living in Sin, Unforgivable Sin, and Sins & Mistrust; books one, two, and three in The Escort Series, the crime drama WAR, the contemporary romance novel titled Resurrecting Phoenix, and a forbidden contemporary romance titled Think Again.
She was born in a small town in New Mexico and was lucky enough to escape and travel the world thanks to her husband's career in the Air Force. She's been married for twelve years to the love of her life and Jr. High School sweetheart. Together they have two of the best and most beautiful kids in the world.
She currently lives overseas and is constantly coming up with new book ideas, so keep an eye open for new stories coming your way. Isabel loves connecting with her readers and fans of books in general. You can find her on her personal website, Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.