estate than with the guy who stole her innocence: her fiancé.
paying the ultimate price.
everything they thought they knew shatters. But Nicco will do anything to
protect the girl who taught him how to love, and she will risk it all to save
the guy who stole her heart.
duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book
is recommended for readers 18+
Arianne clambered off the bed and rushed to my side.
held up my other hand to stop her. A dark angry storm was raging through me. I
wanted to hit something, to hurt and bleed.
rivulets of blood seeped over my hand, but I barely felt it. I was too wired.
Too hungry for the kill.
take a look at it.” Arianne stepped forward and I jerked back, like a caged
animal being riled.
it’s me. It’s only me.” She had me cornered with no way out. My body trembled
violently as I desperately tried to hold on to my frayed rope of control.
Arianne brushed the hair from my face. My head hung low, my shoulders hunched
and tight. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to hunt him down and kill him with my
to me.” She gently lifted my busted hand and inspected the damage. “It needs
cleaning. Let me see what there is.” Arianne left me and went into the
bathroom. When she came back, she had a small first aid kit. “I found it in the
cabinet. Sit.” Her gaze went to the bed, but I remained rigid.
still.” She worked in silence, cleaning me up and bandaging my hand. My pulse
began to slow, the tightness in my chest easing.
sorry,” I choked out.
took my face in her hands and looked right at me. God, I wanted to drown in the
dark pools of honey. “Talk to me.”
kill him… I should have killed him.”
last thing I expected her to say, but I knew this wasn’t about her, it was
that simple,” I released a heavy sigh. “If I’d have killed him… it would
start something we might not be able to finish. I can’t do that to the Family,
dropping one of her hands to mine and lacing them together. “I hate Scott
for what he did to me. I hate him so much that sometimes I wish you had done
it.” Arianne took a shuddering breath. “But I want a life with you. I want a
future. I can’t have that if you’re behind bars… or worse.”
hurts you again, I can’t promise I won’t do it.”
flashed in her eyes, but before I could decipher it, Arianne kissed me. “I
don’t want to talk any more, Nicco. I want you to love me. I want you to make
me forget about the monsters.”
novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive
stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.
Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being
a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her
spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most
likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.