We all have someone who crossed our path and fundamentally changed us. That one person who blew through our lives, their presence forever stamped on our psyche. They linger in our thoughts, in our hearts, and in the decisions we make. A soul crusher or a dream maker, depending on the perspective.My person is MISTER BLACK.I didn't know him by that name when I first met him.I didn't know him at all, but the impression he left behind was just as powerful as the name I call him today.He is Black: a deadly enforcer and masterful seducer.I am Red: a justice bleeder and willing participant.Together we are passion. Colors colliding through each other's lives.When our secrets converge in a passionate encounter,stepping out of the shadows just might be worth the risk.Note:This is a NEW ADULT contemporary mystery/thriller romance meant for readers 18+

In international bestselling author Campbell Armstrong’s tense, sophisticated thriller, an art project gone wrong draws a painter into the world of a serial killer All around himself, Harrison sees New York City sinking into chaos. Graffiti, robbery, murder, and rape fill the news—crimes committed by desperate people who saw no other option than to hurt someone. As a human being, Harrison is sickened by it. As an artist, he sees an opportunity. After years of getting no recognition for his painting, Harrison is about to quit making art when he has the idea for the Mr. Apology hotline. He posts handbills asking criminals to call in and confess their crimes—anonymously, of course—so he can turn their guilt into his art. But what starts as a clever idea soon takes a deadly turn. When a man calls in to say he’s planning on killing someone, Harrison isn’t sure whether to believe it. But when a killing spree grips the city, this starving artist has no doubt that the final target will be Mr. Apology himself.

We all have someone who crossed our path and fundamentally changed us. That one person who blew through our lives, their presence forever stamped on our psyche. They linger in our thoughts, in our hearts, and in the decisions we make. A soul crusher or a dream maker, depending on the perspective. My person is Mister Black. I didn't know him by that name when I first met him. I didn't know him at all, but the impression he left behind was just as powerful as the name I call him today. He is Black: a deadly enforcer and masterful seducer. I am Red: a justice bleeder and willing participant. Together we are passion. Colors colliding through each other's lives. When our secrets converge in a passionate encounter, stepping out of the shadows just might be worth the risk. NOTE: Mister Black is meant for readers 18+ due to mature content. This is part 1 of a serial and is approximately 123 print pages.

‘Heroic and absurd, scurrilous and profound, Who Killed Mister Moonlight? charts the descent of four intelligent young men with faces like ruby-eyed dime-store skull rings into a glittering and very modern maelstrom. Fast, compelling, and disarmingly honest, this is an invaluable account of a strange and spectral cultural twilight era that we shall almost certainly never see again. Highly recommended.’ - Alan Moore Beginning with the creation of Bauhaus’s seminal debut hit Bela Lugosi’s Dead, David J. Haskins offers a no-holds-barred account of his band’s rapid rise to fame and glory in the late '70s, their sudden dissolution in the '80s, and their subsequent - and often strained - reunions. In between, he explores his work as a solo performer, and with acclaimed trio Love And Rockets - culminating in the devastating fire that ripped through the sessions for their 1996 album Sweet F.A. He also delves deep into his exploration of the occult, drawing together a diverse cast of supporting characters, including William S. Burroughs, Alan Moore, Genesis P-Orridge, and Rick Rubin. Bristling with power and passion, music and magick, Who Killed Mister Moonlight? is a rock’n’roll memoir like no other. This revised and updated edition adds an extensive Bauhaus timeline, plus a selection of rare photographs not included in the original book.

From New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Shanora Williams comes a forbidden romance about a college woman who helplessly falls for her best friend's father. Dear Mr. Black, I know you were hurting. I heard your cries for help. I wished over and over again that I could make it better, but as you stated I was too inexperienced; too good for someone as bad as you. Perhaps you were right, but it didn't matter because what I did know was that I loved the way you felt-loved the way you smelled. I loved how hard you got for me, and when you called me your Little Knight. I had been madly in love with you ever since I was twelve years old, but I shouldn't have been. My best friend-your daughter-Isabelle would have hated it. I couldn't afford to lose her. Besides, you two had already lost enough. Losing Mrs. Black was the epitome. It's me, Chloe Knight. I wanted to be there for you no matter what, but Isabelle needed me too, and she would have hated me if she ever found out I was sleeping with her father. ** Dear Mr. Black was formerly titled the #1 bestseller, Tainted Black. After a tragic accident ends the life of Theo Black's wife, he turns to the one person he has always found interesting. Chloe Knight, the girl from across the street, his daughter's best friend, and a person that is considered completely off limits for him. **

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Shanora Williams brings you the highly anticipated conclusion to the #1 bestselling taboo novel that had readers CRAVING for more. Dear Chloe Knight, I know you still think of me. You must because I am constantly thinking about you. I can't deny what I feel any longer-that you are, without a doubt, the love of my life. It doesn't matter that I'm married, or that I've heard you've gotten engaged. I don't care if it costs me everything just to get you back. I would walk to the ends of the earth for you. I would kill for you. I would die for you. I'm coming home, Little Knight and I will make you mine again. I can't wait to tell you the truth - that I love you. That I need you. That I can hardly fucking breathe without you. I will risk it all because I know that you belong to me . . . just as I belong to you. And this time, nothing is going to stand in my way . . . unless that something is you.