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Dream A Little Dream
His student. His obsession. His undoing.
“Aaron Jones was a spark in the dark. Beautiful. Dangerous. Capable of destruction. Kenny should have run. Instead, he lit the match.”
Aaron Jones knows all about the darkness lurking beneath polished façades. His parents were infamous for it. Determined to keep everyone at arm’s length, especially those who dig too deep, his carefully built walls start to crumble when he encounters his new professor, renowned criminal psychologist, Dr Kenneth Lyons.
Kenny has always been drawn to the darkness. But nothing prepares him for Aaron, the haunted student who awakens something dangerous in his carefully controlled world. As the son of the most infamous serial killers, Aaron’s past is a minefield of trauma and secrets.
Aaron is a beautiful, complex, irresistible puzzle, and one Kenny’s desperate to solve. Sweeping aside every professional and moral boundary, he crosses the line towards a forbidden, all-consuming obsession, where every touch is a sin and every whispered confession could lead to ruin.
But as a killer emerges, leaving a trail of echoes from Aaron’s past, their fragile relationship is tested in ways neither could have expected. And when the next target is someone close to Kenny, the line between Aaron’s bleak heritage and his innocence blurs.
Who the real monster is will leave them questioning everything.
Especially each other.
Dream a Little Dream (To Love a Psycho Book 1) is the first book in a gripping new trilogy of obsession, psychological tension, and dark romance where nothing is as it seems. Perfect for fans of twisted mysteries, forbidden attraction, and heart-pounding suspense.
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Kiss Me Honey Honey
Every kiss is a sin.
“Giving into temptation might not just ruin Kenny… It could kill him.”
Aaron has spent his life running from intimacy, but when his professor, Dr Kenneth Lyons, broke through his defences last year, only to push him away, the sting of rejection left an indelible mark. He’s determined to win him back and prove their connection is more than just forbidden heat. But when danger lurks in every touch, and even a single kiss becomes deadly, Aaron might not survive long enough to prove he’s worth the risk.
Kenny knows he shouldn’t want his student. Resisting Aaron has already cost him pieces of himself he can’t recover. Torn between his career and the man who’s stolen his heart, Kenny struggles to keep his distance. But when Aaron becomes the target of a ruthless killer, the fragile lines Kenny drew between them blur. And he’s forced to face the truth. Protecting Aaron could destroy his future… or shatter his soul.
As a series of brutal murders pulls them deeper into a web of danger, Aaron and Kenny are forced to confront the darkest shadows of Aaron’s past and the devastating legacy binding them together.
With their forbidden bond igniting into an all-consuming blaze, they must decide: in a world where trust is a death sentence and love could cost them everything, how far are they willing to go to save each other?
Kiss Me Honey Honey is the gripping second installment in the To Love a Psycho trilogy where passion and peril collide.
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Killing Me Softly
Their love was forged in shadows. Now the darkness wants to tear them apart.
Aaron Jones was never meant to fall in love. Especially not with Dr Kenneth Lyons. Not only is he his professor, but also the criminal psychologist who helped profile his parents. But Kenny sees through his defences, kisses past the pain, and touches him like he’s precious. Their affair is illicit, addictive, and laced with secrets, and Aaron can’t stay away. Even when he knows it could ruin them both. Kenny built his life on discipline and distance, maintaining the careful balance between his dark fascinations and the polished mask he wears for the world. But Aaron shatters all of it. He’s beautiful, reckless, and far too dangerous to want. Kenny’s already too far gone, having crossed every line. And now he’ll burn the world to keep him. But someone wants to tear them apart. A new predator is lurking in the shadows. One who knows the darkest corners of Aaron’s past, the secrets he keeps even from Kenny. And this killer isn’t just hunting victims; they’re playing a game. A game where Aaron is the prize, and Kenny is the target. As bodies drop and the past claws its way back, Aaron and Kenny are dragged into a deadly spiral of obsession, guilt, and need. Because loving each other was never the plan. But now it’s the only thing keeping them alive. And some lessons in love leave scars. Killing Me Softly is the breathtaking conclusion to the To Love a Psycho trilogy. A story of love defying the rules, of madness and desire, of a bond that might just be as dangerous as the darkness closing in.
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Exclusive Excerpt – Killing Me Softly
The music surged, bass-heavy and primal, rattling through the floor and climbing up Kenny’s spine. It thrummed in his chest, a rival to the rapid cadence of his pulse. And after a while, watching wasn’t enough. Fantasy wasn’t enough. It never was. He wanted in there. Setting his empty glass down on the bar, the faint clink lost beneath the storm of noise, Kenny set his eyes on the blond, but he spun again, turning his back to Kenny. A perfect, tantalising dismissal. He saw. He knew. That was awareness wrapped in defiance. An unspoken challenge. God, Kenny was obsessed with this. With him. Beautiful. Elusive. Unbound. Kenny wanted to catch him. Cage him. Keep him. Make him his. For his eyes, his hands, his mouth. His cock. Definitely his cock. The hunger was no longer a want. It was a need. A craving stronger than any vice. Obsession twisted in his gut, all-consuming, dragging him forward, and he didn’t even resist it. What would be the point? That man was stronger than any addiction he’d ever fought off and Kenny wove through the mass of bodies, each step driven by a pull he couldn’t deny. Didn’t want to deny. Not anymore. The crowd shifted, parting like water, ravenous for the spectacle of him reaching for the most untouchable man in the room. They watched, waiting to see him shoved aside like the others. Watch and learn. Watch. And. Learn. Kenny closed the distance, moulding his body to the blond’s. A seamless fit. Spooned together as if made to. Or, more accurately, acquired through practice. Lots and lots of practice. And Kenny gyrated his hips in time to the music and in sync with the ones he snuck his hands onto. There, he settled them both into a sensual grind. The blond stilled for all of a heartbeat before surrendering, raising his arms above his head, thin black T-shirt riding up to reveal a sliver of pale skin kissed by just enough sun to glow, and Kenny ghosted his hands over him, around to taut abs honed from core strength workouts, to claim and savour him. The world around blurred, fading into static along with the surprised eyes of strangers wondering how he got to touch him and still live. Kenny could touch him, because he was his. As he had been for a while now. How long he would live for doing so was yet to be decided. “You done with the boring stuff, doc?” Aaron drifted his arms back, tangling his fingers through Kenny’s hair, then tugged hard enough to sting, guiding Kenny’s mouth onto his beautifully exposed neck. Kenny pressed his lips to the familiar tattoo. “All yours, baby.” He then kissed the Mars symbol that had become his obsession. “Take me out of my mind.” Aaron spun in his arms and before Kenny could so much as catch a breath, or take in the sheer, devastating sight of him bathed in strobe-lit brilliance, Aaron crashed his mouth onto his. Kenny didn’t know how Aaron could make every kiss this wild, all-consuming storm, devouring him with fierce, unapologetic hunger and obliterating every coherent thought Kenny had ever held, but he could. And did. Every time. And they’d kissed a fair bit since Kenny had lifted those rules. Behind closed doors. In secret. In bed. But never like this. Never with people watching. That in itself was intoxicating. Wrapping his arms around Aaron, Kenny splayed his hands over his arse and thrust him forward with all the possessiveness of a man who thought he might one day be treated like all the others. Discarded. Thrown to the wolves. Not yet, though. He had time. And he was going to bask in Aaron’s tight grip of his hair, keeping him in place, as if he couldn’t stand for even a breath to get between them for as long as Aaron allowed. Because he made his knees weak, and he ground his hardness to Aaron’s, clutching his backside as if clinging to the edge of salvation. Or maybe damnation. Time fractured, each second stretched and spun in the molten heat of the kiss. Kenny could taste the salt on Aaron’s skin, the sweetness electric and undefinable. Pure him. And Aaron deepened the kiss, as he always did, brushing his tongue to Kenny’s until his lungs burned, but he didn’t care. He could die like this and call it a life well-lived. He’d touched Aaron everywhere for the past nine months and hadn’t died yet. But he knew. It was just a matter of time.
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