Judith Hampton was as beautiful as she was proud, as purposeful as she was loyal. The dear Scottish friend of her childhood was about to give birth, and Judith had promised to be at her side. But ther…
I’ve never met him. Never even seen him. But I’ve heard the whispers. The rumors. The stories about him being as cruel as his father. Maybe even worse.
They say his presence wraps around your throat wh…
I warned her. I told her there’s no line I won’t cross to keep her. And that’s what I did. I crossed a line. Thing is, I don’t regret it. I’d do it again if I had the chance.
