Break Me, Brayshaw Wicked Games Locked within an iron coffin

Locked within an iron coffin by the Queen of the Fae

until the real reason for her visit is revealed and the secrets they’ve all been keeping from each other unravel faster than a hastily stitched hemline

Soon all the other turtles joyfully ran into the ocean and swam away

He’s the Ghost of Christmas Past

Miss Charlotte Pettifer belongs to a secret league of women skilled in the subtle arts

Break Me, Brayshaw Wicked Games Locked within an iron coffinI had a plan, and it was solid. Track down what was hidden away and take pleasure in toying with it. Toying with her. It worked like a charm. Until it didnt. Turned out, the feisty little thing I found was far from what I hoped for. She was different from all I knew and more than I expected. She was light, and Im the bastard who led her into darkness. But this girl she followed with a smile. I told her I break pretty things. She asked me to promise.