Bøger af V. J. Lee

What happens when your learned behavior is murder?From a young age, I thought killing was normal.Then I was taken away.They tried to fix me.They failed.They thought changing my identity and giving me a fresh start in a new town would help.They were wrong.They tried to cast out the demons lurking within my mind.It didn't work.The demons demand satisfaction, regardless of who must die.Diamond Valley, the land of silicone and plastic, is now my hunting ground.I take the most beautiful of all, turning them into my trophies-like beautiful butterflies on display for eternity, encased in glass and metal.The ones I don't deem worthy are found in the most gruesome ways, for all to see what's truly on the inside.Everyone can and will perish in the most horrific ways if we deem it so-except for the most beautiful inside and out. Maya Archer will always be ours-mine and the demons within me.Detective Cole Silverthorne has spent his entire career chasing me. He has no idea how close I truly am, or that he's falling in love with what's mine, which will never do.Once a killer, always a killer.

I'm Jordan Ann Bland, Jo to my friends.I hate lies.I know from personal experience they ruin lives. To me, every lie has a color. The only lies I usually tell are pink ones; they don't hurt anyone, but they make my life more exciting, much less-well, bland, and I don't even have to leave the comfort of my home.Then one night, I go against everything I believe and tell a gray lie, the kind that can hurt others, and it happens in front of one of the sexiest men I've ever seen. Now, I must keep telling these lies, so he doesn't catch onto my secret. These gray lies are now turning into one of the worst-colored lies-black. This is why I hate all lies other than the pink ones.To make things worse, this gorgeous man is dragging me around to do every pink lie I ever told; I have a feeling he knows I'm a liar.I hate liars, even though I am one.I'm Roman Joseph Arndt-Blackwell, RJ to my friends.I hate all liars.Chalk it up to a bad past relationship. I don't want to be around liars, or get stuck in another relationship with one. But when the petite blonde in the bar makes a comment I know to be one whopper of a lie, I feel I need to do something about it, even though I must lie to her in turn-trust me, I know how hypocritical it is. Still, something about Jo draws me in, as much as it pushes me away.My scheme to out her as a liar, opens my eyes to fun and, quite possibly, love. I do know one thing I refuse to do is fall for another liar, no matter how attracted I am to her.I hate liars, even though I am one.