• My Review: Buried in Lies by T. L. Smith

    “I didn’t just love her. She and I fell into the pages of that book and got lost in the words.”

    His lips told me he knew me.
    His hands touched like we were old lovers.
    His eyes held secrets of a past I’d never known.
    I was lost, you see.
    Lost as the flowers that grew in the meadow.
    The devil told me he knew me.
    But lies had a way of unraveling, even if we didn’t want them to.

  • Cover Reveal: Red by T.L. Smith

    A wound to the heart, a hole so deep.
    Can it be fixed?
    Or simply replaced?
    People lie. Those closest to me, tell the most lies.
    Do they not know who I am? What I’m capable of?
    Sometimes I wonder if they do. Because when I unravel their lies, they will be delivered to the hell I once visited. And it won’t be pleasant.

  • New Release and Guest Review: Black by T. L. Smith

    I am loyal, but I will betray you.
    I am strong, but I have scars.
    I am an angel, but the devil.
    I met her when I was sixteen, she was a breath of fresh air. She swooped in, making me smile. But then she left, taking my next breath with her.
    Her smile could light up a room, making my black heart pitter patter.
    I found her again ten years later, with a syringe in her arm.
    Blood coming from her legs.
    She was broken and I was glad she was broken. She wouldn’t think less of me and my damaged ways.

  • New Release: Twisted Perception by T. L. Smith

    This story is not one of rainbows and happily ever after’s, so if you’re looking for that, stop reading. My story is fucked and deluded, just like the person telling it.

    You see, I’m a trafficker. I traffic gorgeous young men for my clients.
    The lonely old women whose husbands are more than likely off cheating on them.

    You’re not going to like me; I’m not going to lie.
    I’m a bitch, a manipulator, the type of girl your mother warned you about.

  • New Release and Review: Degrade by T. L. Smith

    One rule, only one rule women need to follow when they’re with me.
    Don’t ask for more.
    This rule is in place for a reason, you won’t get more of what’s not there to give.

    He is striking, and he’s all man. He is also the devil, or so I believe him to be. I gave him my heart, not realizing I was doing so. He likes to break me down, so I’m a shell of the person I once was. He’s chipping away at me, bit by bit. Though I’m not as weak as he thinks, and when I can’t handle it anymore, I will come back swinging.

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