I was told that dreams were our heart’s desires. My nightmares, however, became my obsession.

His name is Michael Crist.

My boyfriend’s older brother is like that scary movie that you peek through your hand to watch. He is handsome, strong, and completely terrifying. The star of his college’s basketball team and now gone pro, he’s more concerned with the dirt on his shoe than me.

But I noticed him.

I saw him. I heard him. The things that he did, and the deeds that he hid…For years, I bit my nails, unable to look away.

Now, I’ve graduated high school and moved on to college, but I haven’t stopped watching Michael. He’s bad, and the dirt I’ve seen isn’t content to stay in my head anymore.

Because he’s finally noticed me.


Her name is Erika Fane, but everyone calls her Rika.

My brother’s girlfriend grew up hanging around my house and is always at our dinner table. She looks down when I enter a room and stills when I am close. I can always feel the fear rolling off of her, and while I haven’t had her body, I know that I have her mind. That’s all I really want anyway.

Until my brother leaves for the military, and I find Rika alone at college.

In my city.


The opportunity is too good to be true as well as the timing. Because you see, three years ago she put a few of my high school friends in prison, and now they’re out.

We’ve waited. We’ve been patient. And now every last one of her nightmares will come true.


★★★★★ 5 Stars ★★★★★


I can’t even begin to tell you how I am feeling about this book, it literally blew my ever loving mind! I have purposefully avoided all spoilers and reviews as much as I can, and boy am I glad for that because the whole mystery and suspense element had me on the edge of my seat and I didn’t want to put my kindle down for one single minute.

This is the story of Erika Fane, heiress to a jewellery fortune and a woman who has been in love with Michael Crist for as long as she can remember. Michael who treats her with disdain and contempt but for reasons she cannot fathom.

In the present nineteen year old Rika has decided she wants to stand on her own two feet away from the safety of her family. What she doesn’t realise is, that she is moving towards a culmination of three years of planning and revenge that will push her to her limits in ways she never imagined.

“Run all you want, Little Monster, We’re faster.”

We are sent back to the past, three years prior to when she was only a sixteen year old girl, trying to work out where she fit in the world, and to the night she spent with the enigmatic ‘Four Horsemen’ who ruled their small town with the power of their rich families behind them and the prestige of being star high school jocks, that were now at college and back for ‘Devils night’ to cause a little havoc.

We slowly find out why she was so hated by the one person she felt safe with.

As you may have gathered from my past reviews, I just love it when the hero hates his heroine, but what I loved most about this one, is the way he hated on her – playing mind games, scaring her, pushing her to her limits and ultimately, pushing her so far that she was able to stand up for herself and become a strong woman who knew who she really was. He helped Rika become the woman she was without even knowing it.

I really admire Penelope Douglas for writing this story, it was so glaringly obvious that it was written from the heart, and her diversity from writing New Adult, Contemporary Romance, and now Erotica, is what makes her one of my top favourite authors that I will read anything that she has written the moment I can get my hands on it.

There was something quite wrong about a bunch of rich kids playing games with a girl, a sixteen year old one at that, but stories like these are like a drug to me and I can’t get enough. I thought it was so unique and clever and even though ‘The Four Horsemen’ were quite often sadistic in their words and actions towards Rika, I lapped it up like a junkie.

All in all, this book had my name written all over it and whilst I can understand it’s not every bodies cup of tea, I for one thought it was fucking fantastic.

Corrupt is an Erotic Romance, told in dual POV, past & present.


I  enjoyed the fright of not knowing what was coming and from where.
“When we used to wear the masks,” Michael said, dropping his voice to a near whisper, “you liked it, didn’t you? It scared you, but it turned you on.
”I raised my hesitant eyes and tried not to let out a laugh. What was I supposed to say? That the fact that they’d looked like monsters got me hot? I shook my head clear and stood up, saying in a quiet voice.
“I’m going to bed.”I grabbed my phone and took a step, but Michael’s voice stopped me. “Come here,” he said softly.
I turned my head, narrowing my eyes. Come here? He sat up, resting his forearms on his knees and waiting, while I shifted on my feet. He was always playing games. I didn’t trust him. But the temptation to engage was too great. He was right. I was getting good at it, and I kind of liked it, too. I took slow steps, holding up my chin to steel myself.
When I reached him, he placed a hand on my hip and pulled me in between his legs. I gasped as he fell back against the sofa again, pulling me in with him. I shot my hands out, planting them on both sides of his head on the back of the couch, keeping myself upright as I leaned into him. “Say it,” he breathed out, holding my hips with both hands now.
“It turned you on.”I closed my mouth and shook my head, looking down at him with a challenge. “I know it did,” he maintained, a fire in his eyes. “Did you think I couldn’t see how tense your body would get or how your nipples got hard through your shirt when you saw me wearing it? You’re a little twisted. Admit it.”
I folded my lips between my teeth, turning my head away. But then he tipped his chin up and caught my nipple between his teeth through my tank top, and I closed my eyes, letting out a small cry. Oh, God! The heat of his mouth swooped into my stomach as he released my nipple and then snatched it up again, dragging it out between his teeth. “I’ve got the mask upstairs,” he taunted, kissing and nibbling on me through my shirt. “I can get it if you want me to.”
No. No, I wasn’t like that. I pushed away from him, but he held me firm. “Michael, let me go.”But then I felt my phone vibrate in my hand, and I quickly glanced at the screen, seeing no name with the number. Reading the number, though, I noticed that it was his mother’s. That’s strange. I thought I had her number saved in my Contacts. But I let it go, remembering that my mom was with her. I needed to take this call. Planting my fists on Michael’s chest, I shoved him away. “Get off me. Your mom’s calling.”All he did was laugh, though, and my face fell.
He grabbed my arm and threw me down onto my stomach and came down on my back, pinning me to the couch. I breathed hard and fast, feeling his cock press against my ass as he snatched my phone out of my hand. I stared wide-eyed as he placed it a few inches in front of me, his finger hovering over the green Answer button. “Michael, no,” I rushed out, panic making my lungs ache. But he swiped the screen anyway.
The ringing stopped, and I heard silence as she waited for me to say something. “Say hi,” he whispered in my ear.

About the Author


Penelope Douglas is a writer living in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor’s degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to “just get the damn degree!” She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she HATED public administration. One night, she told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later she was married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, The 100, and she shops at Target almost daily.

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