Unholy Nights

by Heather Ashley

"You'll never belong to anyone else. Not in this life, not in the next. You're mine until the stars burn out."

"Such a good girl," he growls softly, his hand sliding possessively down my back as he guides me toward the house.

"Your mother can make all the plans she wants. But the only future that exists is the one where you're carrying my child, wearing my ring, sharing my bed. And I'll eliminate anyone who tries to stand in the way of that."

"When you're with me, it's only my name on your lips. Say 'Cohen' like I'm your fucking prayer."

Everyone knows Teslas are what you drive when you want people to think you're smarter than you actually are.