Westbrook Blues Series by Thandiwe Mpofu

"Deep always calls unto deep. The results? Reckless Hate & Catastrophe." Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once. They were hell raisers. Cunning Athletes. Skilled Manipulators. Hateful Assholes. Gorgeous gods. Heartbreakers. Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most... more"Deep always calls unto deep. The results? Reckless Hate & Catastrophe." Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once. They were hell raisers. Cunning Athletes. Skilled Manipulators. Hateful Assholes. Gorgeous gods. Heartbreakers. Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most. Making me spiral into a vicious abyss of darkness where I’m haunted by a pair of frosty blue eyes filled with hate. But now I’m back and this time around. For a reason that makes breathing almost completely impossible. And if they think I won’t get revenge for my brother—one of the Blue Boys—then they have another kind of hell to face. Because I’m no longer their little Blue girl from four years ago. . . less

Top 10 Amazon Sports Romance Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once.They were hell raisers.Cunning Athletes.Skilled Manipulators.Hateful Assholes.Gorgeous gods.Heartbreakers.Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most. Making me spiral into a vicious abyss of darkness where I'm haunted by a pair of frosty blue eyes filled with hate... moreTop 10 Amazon Sports Romance Westbrook had four boys that ruled my life once.They were hell raisers.Cunning Athletes.Skilled Manipulators.Hateful Assholes.Gorgeous gods.Heartbreakers.Only I never counted on them breaking my heart as savagely as they did, sending me away when I needed them the most. Making me spiral into a vicious abyss of darkness where I'm haunted by a pair of frosty blue eyes filled with hate.But now I'm back and this time around, for a reason that makes breathing almost completely impossible.And if they think I won't get revenge for my brother--one of the Blue Boys--then they have another kind of hell to face.Because I'm no longer their little Blue girl from four years ago...**Reckless Hate is a dark bully romance recommended for readers 18+ due to the dark contents of the story. Re-edited with bonus scenes. less

Devastation tastes a lot like ash in your mouth. It feels like looming death hanging over your bones. It sounds like the violent shattering of your soul. It has an acrid smell much like that of rotting hearts. . . But most of all, devastation looks a lot like the beautiful, fiery girl with her fake sincerity and lies. Now, she thinks we're somehow an option that she can discard at any fucking time... moreDevastation tastes a lot like ash in your mouth. It feels like looming death hanging over your bones. It sounds like the violent shattering of your soul. It has an acrid smell much like that of rotting hearts. . . But most of all, devastation looks a lot like the beautiful, fiery girl with her fake sincerity and lies. Now, she thinks we're somehow an option that she can discard at any fucking time. Does it surprise you then, sweetheart, that I would show you what real hate is? Isn’t it a tragedy after all? To wish on a star that has fallen from grace? Because baby, that’s what you are to me now. A beautiful tragedy that I desperately want to make atone for all her sins. I guess we were two mismatched, vicious and tragic souls flourishing in hate, headed straight for the sweet experience of deep devastation. less

What’s wrong Baby Blue? Did you mistake his forced sincerity for love?Every kiss will fade in time.Every memory will fade in time.Every smile, every teardrop, every wound—it’ll all dry up—in time.But every lie? That shit only gets bigger and more devastating with time.In time... I’lol learn to let him go, but not without leaving my bitter mark on him like he carelessly ruined my soul with his cold, rough touch.In time I’ll learn to forgive this that have wronged me as savagely as they did... moreWhat’s wrong Baby Blue? Did you mistake his forced sincerity for love?Every kiss will fade in time.Every memory will fade in time.Every smile, every teardrop, every wound—it’ll all dry up—in time.But every lie? That shit only gets bigger and more devastating with time.In time... I’lol learn to let him go, but not without leaving my bitter mark on him like he carelessly ruined my soul with his cold, rough touch.In time I’ll learn to forgive this that have wronged me as savagely as they did.In time I’ll rise from the ashes and sour.In time the Blue Boys will learn to take me seriously come hell or high water.But for right now, we’re in the final blue act, playing for hateful truths—our audience of two faced snakes cheering for the hate and the breaking.Resentment, toxic anger, lies and betrayal are the rules of the game.The price? A bitter ending.What will break? My hate or your heart?Because baby, love means absolutely nothing when it falls on broken, shattered souls like ours. less

Silent night. Truth night.All is blue.All is simmering, waiting to blow up.Be still and sleep in peace? Not here. Not with them. They don’t forget. They don’t forgive. And they don’t give a damn.Ready the cannons and missiles, the troops are in formation because these boys… they’re frosty but the girls? Well, let’s just say it’s the most wonderful time of the year to let go of old wounds. Right?

No half measures. No in-betweens. Just two angry extremes with disaster in our very near future.NoahShe’s hellishly smart.Cunning.Stormy.Rebellious.And overly pathetic.One lingering look and I wanted her. A single laugh at her quirky, smart-mouth and I was done for.But just underneath her unimpressed gaze as she looked at me, was a calculating deviant that I failed to notice until it was too late... moreNo half measures. No in-betweens. Just two angry extremes with disaster in our very near future.NoahShe’s hellishly smart.Cunning.Stormy.Rebellious.And overly pathetic.One lingering look and I wanted her. A single laugh at her quirky, smart-mouth and I was done for.But just underneath her unimpressed gaze as she looked at me, was a calculating deviant that I failed to notice until it was too late.So now, after a forever of hating her from a distance, I now have a pretty good opening to make her pay in kind and finally knock her out the damn game.After all, at some point, even ‘good’ guys turn into rugged, devilish beasts.A beast of her own making.KimHe’s everyone’s favorite beautiful, reckless, daredevil.But no one really knows him. Not as well as I do.They don’t see the rage simmering just behind every smile or the pain engraved in every joke he tells.So how then will anyone see that he’s no longer the sweet guy I met but is now the devil with a wicked smirk?Strike one, I lied to him.Strike two, I fell for him.But strike three? I believed he was still the same as before.He wasn’t.The blue fairy now grants dark nightmares.WARNING Petty Rage is connected to the first three books of the Westbrook Blues series and it's novella. Before reading this story, it is highly recommended to read Reckless Hate, Vicious Hate, Broken Hate and Frosty Blues, respectively. All books are available now! Due to the mature and dark content and themes, this series is not recommended for readers under the age of 18 years old. Please heed this warning. less