Adrian was born and bred to the upper crust but internally he’s a savage. He knows the rules but lives by his own. Gentleman, rogue or barbarian killer, Adrian operates by his own playbook. Leo has enough money to purchase Manhattan and give the island to charity. But she can’t buy her way out of her entanglement with Adrian. He turns her world upside down, a malevolent god she can’t help but worship. She can’t avoid the hellish-hot Brit without avoiding herself. Through the death of someone close, Adrian learns of the Phantom, a shadowy power who controls the Federal Bureau of Prisons. The Phantom rules them one and all, down to the deadliest inmate. All the more reason Adrian is determined to find him and eliminate him. But Adrian’s plan goes wildly wrong and the bodies pile up. Will one of them be the one and only woman he’s ever loved? Note: This book contains triggering as well as adult material unsuitable for all under 18

Horace’s book of seventeen iambi (by convention called ‘Epodes’) contains some of the most complex and controversial poetry of his entire career. This new interpretation exposes a poet in the throes of the torment of writing. Horace crafts an artwork which reveals the agony of expressing agony. He struggles to find the words as he gives voice to the anticipation of grief. The poet’s inner demons conspire against him. Anything that could go wrong, does go wrong. At the end we realise that Horace might have never wanted to write this book in the first place. But the fate of this writer is to be forever persecuted by his own writing. Horace’s iambi are methodically stitched together. Meter, intertextuality, wordplay, and theme combine strategically to provide an utterly compelling and vivid watercolor in words. It is a work of art which is able to hold its place amongst any top tier poetry, in any language, in any era.