Fatal Series by Callie Anderson, Jennifer Roberts-Hall

Love is fatal; a snake that slithers into your life, poisons you with its venom, and leaves you there to die. I swore I wouldn’t be my parents. I swore I would stay away from the limelight. Falling in love with a musician was definitely out of the question. Weston Carter was all kinds of wrong for a girl like me. He was musician, a womanizer, and a first class heartbreaker. I didn't know a love like this could exist. Our love was epic, the kind people wrote stories about... moreLove is fatal; a snake that slithers into your life, poisons you with its venom, and leaves you there to die. I swore I wouldn’t be my parents. I swore I would stay away from the limelight. Falling in love with a musician was definitely out of the question. Weston Carter was all kinds of wrong for a girl like me. He was musician, a womanizer, and a first class heartbreaker. I didn't know a love like this could exist. Our love was epic, the kind people wrote stories about. We fell into it hard, unable to control our feelings. I set myself up for a shattered heart. A broken life. A fucked up love story. less

Our love had to live in the past… The first time we met I knew. She was perfection. I needed to know everything about her—what made her smile, what her lips tasted like, what her body felt like under my skin… But our love was fatal. The purest venom that seeped through my veins and embedded deep into my soul. Emilia was My love. My muse. The woman who owned my soul. The woman who shredded my heart to pieces.

Our love was fatal. Weston Carter was all kinds of wrong for a girl like me. He was musician, a womanizer, and a first class heartbreaker. But our love was epic, the kind people wrote stories about. We fell into it hard, unable to control our feelings. The first time we met I knew. Emilia was my love. My muse. The woman who owned my soul. Emilia was perfection. Two shattered hearts. Two broken lives. One fucked up love story.

Ethan is the boy who climbed into my bedroom every night.He's everything I love.Laced with everything I despise.He's every happy memory.And every shattered dream.He's my everything.But he broke every part of me.I'm supposed to hate him.But I can't.I don't know how.

I had a perfect life. The loving husband, the sweet little boy, I even had the white picket fence. If someone took a picture of my family, I’d be the epitome of what they envisioned for themselves. I’d smile for the camera, laugh when it was appropriate and carried on with my life like there wasn’t anything wrong. I was happy. But it was all a lie. Everything I knew or believed was a lie. I wasn’t happy. I was broken despite having everything anyone could ever want... moreI had a perfect life. The loving husband, the sweet little boy, I even had the white picket fence. If someone took a picture of my family, I’d be the epitome of what they envisioned for themselves. I’d smile for the camera, laugh when it was appropriate and carried on with my life like there wasn’t anything wrong. I was happy. But it was all a lie. Everything I knew or believed was a lie. I wasn’t happy. I was broken despite having everything anyone could ever want. I’d lay awake imagining a world where it would all vanish. Maybe then I wouldn’t feel so alone. To the outside world, I had the perfect life. But inside all I had were fragments of what I used to be. A loving husband, a sweet little boy, and a white picket fence. My life was perfect. But it was all a lie. less