There are maybe 4-5 books in your whole life that have such an impact on you and Things I Wanted To Say (But Never Did) exactly one of these. This one became my ever favorite!
Things I Wanted To Say (But Never Did) by Monica Murphy is now live!
Whit Lancaster burst into my life like a storm. Dark and thunderous, furious and fierce. Cold, heartless and devastatingly beautiful, like the statues in our prep school gardens. The school with his family name on the sign. He can do no wrong here. This is his domain.
He's a menace on campus. Adored and feared. Hated and respected. His taunting words carve into my skin, shredding me to ribbons. Yet his intense gaze scorches my blood, fills me with a longing I don't understand.
When I stumble upon him one night alone, I find him broken. Bleeding. My instincts scream to leave and let him suffer, but I can't. I sneak him into my room. Clean him up. Fall for his lies. Let him possess every single part of me until I'm the one left a gasping, broken mess.
When he leaves me alone in the dead of night, he takes my journal with him.
Now he knows all my secrets. My hate. My truth. And he promises to use my words against me. I'll be ruined if my darkest secret gets out.
That's when I strike a bargain with the devil.
I'll let Whit Lancaster ruin me behind closed doors instead.
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(July 15th) I started to read it yesterday and finished yesterday as well. I've read from Monica before, but this book is completely different! There are maybe 4-5 books in your whole life that have such an impact on you and Things I Wanted To Say (But Never Did) exactly one of these. This one became my ever favorite!
(July 16th) I'm sitting and writing this review now 9 a.m. CEST and I FEEL EVERYTHING, IT'S TOO MUCH, TOO HARD TO NOT FEEL IT! I read this book in just eight hours. I just can't let go of the characters. I CAN'T! I was impressed by the atmosphere of the story in the first few chapters. It feels like something's pressing hard on your chest. It's good, painful but good.
Whit, my new favorite dirty talking, coldest and hottest ever alpha asshole. Oh my goddaammmmmm. I'm ADDICTED to WHIT!
He did everything he could to make Summer feel like nothing. In the meantime, he felt everything for her.
Summer was an amazing heroine, she didn't react for Whit's interactions, just laying and pretend like she didn't care. How well she did!
I loved watching their relationship evolve from hate to something completely different. The right word for it is obsession. That kind of obsession slowly turning into love. This type of psychical connection is totally killing me! When everything starts with touches, kisses, some dark and kinky things in the bedroom then it transforms and become star-crossing love. It's very rare, it's threatening my mind and soul.
That's exactly what I'm looking for romance books. I'll re-read it soon!!!
Monica Murphy is a New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling romance author. Her books have been translated in almost a dozen languages and have sold over two million copies worldwide. Both a traditionally published and independently published author, she writes young adult, new adult and contemporary romance. She's also known as USA Today bestselling author Karen Erickson.
A native Californian, she lives on fourteen acres in the middle of nowhere with her husband, two kids, one dog, and four cats. When she's not writing, she's an assistant coach for her daughter's high school cheer team, which is a two season sport. Meaning, she's at practice with a bunch of teenage girls all the time. Or she's at a football game. Or a basketball game. Maybe someday, she'll even write about this experience.
“There will be a REVELATION,
that will incite a RECKONING.
And only after all the wreckage is
swept away, will come my EPIPHANY.
May the devil have mercy on their souls,
cause I sure as HELL won't..”
SCARLETT
Goodness – the quality of being morally good or virtuous.
It was foolish of me to believe in the concept of goodness. Childish really.
That people can be good, life can be good, well to those who deserve it.
And I’ve grown up to realize I am somehow not deserving.
There is an evil that surrounds us. It suffocates even the most virtuous of people. It tempts them to stray from the path of goodness.
Pride. Greed. Lust. Envy. Gluttony. Wrath. Sloth.
The deadliest of sins that continuously tempt even the strongest of believers.
Immoral vices turning the righteous into fiends.
Monsters lurking in the shadows of Hillcrest Hills.
Demons infiltrating the halls of Servite Academy.
Devils caging us in behind steel gates.
And they are all around me.
Tempting me.
Haunting me.
Suffocating me.
He believed I was an angel. Innocent, naïve, and pure. And maybe at one point I was.I used to see the good in everyone, and would dig deep down inside to find one quality worth redeeming.
But his world corrupted me, it drew me to the darkness. Consumed by hate and wrath I went mad with vengeance, but also fell to my lowest because of love. Because in reality I am a sinner. Tainted at birth and endlessly corrupted and poisoned by those who surround me. I saw him kill a man. I saw him stare the poor fool in the eye right as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight through him.
And the worst thing of it all, I’ll never say a word.
ACE
She saw me. I stood beside two heinous monsters, and in her eyes became one. She knew I was a sinner. That I was corrupt and wicked. Corrupted and malicious. It doesn’t matter that the bullet never came out of the barrel of my gun. That’s what she saw.
And it was then, as the violent cries erupted from deep within her, from the innermost part of her heavenly soul, that I knew I had lost her.
An angel once fell from the highest peak of the heavens, only to burn in the harshest depths of hells inferno.
But she will rise from within the flames we’ve cast her in.
She will be my salvation, even if I must turn against everything and everyone I’ve ever known.
My angel, my goddess. I will watch you rise, even if it’s me who burns.
The Holy Trinity is a New Adult Enemies to Lovers Dark High School Bully Romance. It is Book Two in The Servite Academy For Troubled Teens Series and the continuation to The Four Horsemen.
Disclaimer: 18+ This book is not recommended nor intended for anyone under the age of 18. Some topics, scenes, and/or language in this book may be sensitive to some readers. Contains dark and taboo themes, steamy sex scenes, mature language, and triggering situations.
The Holy Trinity is the second book of A Servite Academy for Troubled Teens series. It can't be read as a standalone.
I couldn't wait to read it and it worth all the time. THT is really captivating like the first book of the series. I'm so glad that Bellamy managed to do it again. Everything was in the right place. It wasn't calculable. I never known what will happen next, and believe me so much has happened in the book. I cryed, I was desperate. I wanted more, I wanted answers and I didn't want to anything happen with the characters. That was weird, I never felt it earlier lol. Another one, thanks for Bellamy.
The characters have evolved so much. We got to know them more deeply. Sometimes it was hard, because I wanted to punch one or two of them.
When I thought everything is perfect, that was the time when Bellamy twisted the plot and make something mind-fuck thing. I wanted to shout out: Why?????????? but I know that's what the story needed. This story is gonna blow your mind.
EXCELLENT WORK! The Holy Trinity became one of my favorites in 2021.
Only one little thing what I thought it was too easy, but I don't want to write a spoiler so I keep it myself haha.
Bellamy Roswell is a coffee connoisseur, avid reader and aspiring New Adult & Dark Romance author who is a lover of angsty,
passionate bad boys, and sassy, fierce heroines.
Bringing you bad boy heartthrobs oozing sex appeal, passion, and angst one novel at a time.
Avid Reader. Aspiring Storyteller. A head between the pages kind of girl.
Welcome to my world, hope you enjoy your stay.
Author of the Servite Academy for Troubled Teens Series - The Four Horsemen & The Holy Trinity...
The Revenge Pact kicks off an all-new series, The Kings of Football, with an emotional and super-charged new adult standalone romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is available now!
River Tate is a god on campus.
The king of football.
A tattooed bad boy with gunmetal eyes that see right through you.
The only chink in his armor is her, the girl he pretends doesn’t exist, the forbidden one with the shy smile and lavender hair.
Anastasia Bailey is a nobody.
The queen of nothing.
An outsider with the face of an angel and a body made for sin.
The only chink in her armor is him, her boyfriend’s frat brother, the football player who hates her.
But when Anastasia’s life crashes down, River’s the one who sweeps in and picks up the pieces. Torn between loyalty, lies, and secrets, he battles the temptation to take everything from her when they make their revenge pact.
He can’t tell her no.
Because revenge (or love) is sweet, and once you get a taste, the craving never ends.
5 *RAINBOW & SNAKE* STAR
The Revenge Pact is a first book of Kings of Football series. It can be read as a standalone. We can read this in present time from Anastasia & River's POV. This story is beautiful inside and outside. I really love the characters! I cried a lot! I didn't want to say goodbye for them!
Anastasia is an incredible character with big mouth. She's talking and talking and awww I love her style and mind so much!
River, OMG! He is my favourite ever hero! He is a simply breathtaking character, handsome and so sweet. The way he sees the world, his kindness and the way he takes care his friends and his mother. Aww!
This is a really beautiful story that you have to read! Don't miss it!
Prologue
See those three boys over there?
Yeah, the kings of football?
The ones with their heads in their hands, drinking their beers and trying to figure out what the hell happened to their season?
They choked.
That’s right. These All-Americans became the biggest upset in college football and a complete embarrassment to their town.
Can it really be that bad?
Yes.
Former national champions, Braxton College was annihilated this year.
No, not just annihilated—completely and utterly destroyed.
Three games.
That’s it.
They won three games all season.
Interceptions. Dropped balls. Missed blocks. Fumbles. Name it, they did it.
First, there’s River Tate, the popular frat boy. He’s supposed to be a superstar wide receiver but dropped more passes than he caught.
Next is Crew Smith, the protective one. Once an NFL hopeful, he now holds the record for the most interceptions in a season for a quarterback.
And rounding out the trifecta of crap is Hollis Hudson, the mysterious tight end who keeps everything locked down. He couldn’t run a route to save his life this year.
Guys wanted to be them.
Girls wanted their hearts.
But at this point, not sure anyone would touch them with a ten-foot pole.
The truth is, they’ve screwed up their prospective NFL careers.
Maybe their entire lives.
There are three stories to be told…
This is River’s.
I lie to myself all the time.
But I never
believe me.
— The Outsiders, S. E. Hinton
River
At half past six, I pop awake, and my first class isn’t till nine. Typical. Once my head winds up, there’s no shutting off the replay reel. Dark and ugly, our last football game rushes at me and my hands clench the sheets.
The score? Forty-seven to fourteen.
We got decimated.
Screw that.
Jumping up, I stick my earbuds in and listen to “My Own Worst Enemy” by Lit as my fingers wrap around a pull-up bar I have in the doorway. I count out fifty, hop back down, and roll my neck. Blood rushes through my veins, adrenaline kicking in and obliterating the dark thoughts. I check the mirror. My face screams exhaustion and my ‘famous’ lips are in a thin, hard line.
Good morning, world. River Tate is ready to kick ass.
Yeah. Keep telling yourself that.
The older, Craftsman-style off-campus house I share with my teammates, Crew and Hollis, is dead quiet when I walk down the hall to the bathroom. The silence pricks at me, crawling like spiders, reminding me of a funeral home. It brings back unwanted memories of my dad, and I kick those ugly thoughts away. A man can only handle so many losses in his head at once.
After my shower, I rip back the curtain that hangs around the old claw-foot tub. “Dammit!” Forgot my clothes. Again. My brain truly is the Bermuda Triangle. Info comes in and poof, it vanishes. I have excellent recall for the oddest things. Mating rituals of animals? Check. Football stats? Locked and loaded. Movie quotes? Branded in my skull. My classes at Braxton? Freaking ghost town with tumbleweeds blowing through it. That plane has flown over the Triangle and disappeared.
My brain goes too fast to focus on small details like underwear.
I wrap a towel around my waist and open the door, water dripping on the hardwood.
You’d lose your head if it wasn’t screwed on, Mom says. Then she’ll laugh and say, Now, what the heck was I doing? An image of her pops into my head, glossy brown hair, blue eyes, and the best smile on this planet. My chest tightens. She’s not awake yet or I’d call her. She sleeps until noon, my sister Rae told me.
A trip to my closet tells me I haven’t done laundry in a while. The only shirt that passes muster is one from sophomore year. It’s purple with our mascot on it, a brown badger on the pocket. Screw the haters who want to judge us for a shit season. Badgers forever! I yank it out and slip it on. “At least I have clean underwear,” I mutter as I shove my legs into a pair of black skinny jeans and zip them up.
I find the Chucks I’m feeling for today—I have ten different pairs—slap them on, then fish around on the floor for my novel and backpack.
“Yes!” I call out as I find them under a mound of clothes in my closet. Makes sense. I tore into my room like a tornado on Thursday before we flew to Louisiana for the game. I barely recall packing my duffle and running out the door.
My head was in a weird place after seeing her on campus. Didn’t talk to her—oh no, can’t do that—but I saw her in the student center. She was…sad? Fuck if I know. Her head was down as she read a book, not laughing with her roommates as they sat in one of the lounge areas. Inexplicably, she looked up (maybe feeling the intensity of my stare), saw me, then her gaze moved on, not pausing. That I can handle. It’s the usual. We’ve done it for a year. But her not smiling? WTF. Girl has the world. Smart. Beautiful. Perfect boyfriend.
I stop at Crew’s door and bang on it. “Rise and shine, Hollywood.”
Just need to see someone’s face before I head out. It’s a thing. And he knows.
“Go away,” he groans.
I tap on Hollis’s door. “Yo, man. You okay in there? Hungry?” Code for Come talk to me.
“Asshole” is the low response.
I smirk. We had a few too many drinks last night at our favorite bar, The Truth Is Out There. It’s a fitting name for a college dive devoted to X-Files memorabilia and newspaper clippings from supposed alien sightings that took place in Walker in the eighties.
Otherwise, Walker, Georgia, is home to Braxton College, a prestigious D1 school with one of the best football programs in the country.
Not anymore.
I swallow down jagged bitterness.
I groan aloud when I see that our cupboards are nearly bare. There’s one piece of bread (I don’t eat the heel), an empty box of Ritz crackers, and a bag of Funyuns. Those disgusting things belong to Crew and he’ll freak if I eat them, not that I would. I have standards.
In the fridge, I find leftover pineapple pizza (Hollis wrote his name on the box) and a box of pad thai noodles (mine) that have green fuzz on top. Well hell.
“Trip to Big Star today,” I mutter as I grab the only thing edible, a half-pack of bacon. I’m nuking it in the microwave when Crew, our quarterback, sticks his head out of his room.
“I just came out so you could see my face. You aren’t normal.” He grabs a hat off the hook in the hall and puts it on his head backward.
“Completely aware. Morning.” I push up a smile, but it’s more of a wince.
He grunts his reply as he comes farther into the kitchen. “Jesus. How can you eat?”
I smirk. “Bacon is manna from heaven. Besides, grease hits the spot after a hangover. I’ll hit the grocery today. It’s my turn.” I pause. “You remember last night?”
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About Ilsa Madden-Mills
Wall Street Journal, New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is best known for her angsty new adult romances and romantic comedies.
Eight of her eleven novels have placed in the Amazon Top 10 Best-seller List: Dirty English #1; Fake Fiancée and I Dare You #2; I Bet You, Filthy English, and Very Bad Things #6; Boyfriend Bargain #8; The Last Guy, her collaboration with Tia Louise, #4.
A former high school English teacher, she adores all things Pride and Prejudice, and of course, Mr. Darcy is her ultimate hero.
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Best-selling authors Ilsa Madden-Mills, Meghan Quinn and Adriana Locke,deliver three stand-alone romances about college football players finding true love while on the verge of losing everything.
THE ROMANTIC PACT by Meghan Quinn Release Date: December 10th
Synopsis: I haven't seen her in three years.
I haven't talked to her since the kiss.
So why am I on a plane, flying across the world to spend a week with her in Germany?
One word: Pops.
My life’s a mess. My possible football career is hanging on by a thread. I'm driving the roads of Germany in honor of Pops with the one girl I can never have. And I’m sharing a bed with her, the girl I've measured everyone else up to, while desperately trying to not to touch her.
We made a pact growing up, never to get romantic with each other - never fall in love.
And I'm about to break that pact. For good.
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THE RELATIONSHIP PACT by Adriana Locke Release Date: December 17th
Synopsis How hard can it be?
That was the question rolling around Larissa Mason’s mind just before she asked Hollis Hudson to be her fake boyfriend.
It was only supposed to be for five minutes, after all.
Granted, that was also before she felt his hand on the small of her back as he charmed the heck out of her family.
She hadn’t heard his laugh yet either.
And it was definitely before she saw the football god shirtless. Otherwise, she would’ve had an idea of just how hard some things could be.
It turns out that pretending to be in love with a crazily handsome, somewhat enigmatic, and absolutely unforgettable tight end (that has an amazing tight end) is easy.
Reminding herself that just because opposites attract doesn’t mean they’re forever is much harder.
What they have isn’t love—it’s a relationship pact. Right?
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She’d rather spend her days helping at the local shelter
than brushing shoulders with her vain and entitled classmates.
Niccolò Marchetti is his father’s son.
Dark. Dangerous. Deceitful.
He’d rather spend his days getting bloody in the ring than
attending class and keeping up pretences.
When their paths cross at Montague University neither of
them are willing to drop the walls they’ve spent so long building. But he can’t
resist the girl with stars in her eyes, and she can’t forget the guy who saved
her that night.
There’s only one catch.
Nicco isn’t Arianne’s knight-in-shining armor, he’s the son
of her father’s greatest enemy.
He is the enemy.
And their families are at war.
**Prince of Hearts is the first book in Nicco and Ari’s
duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book
is recommended for readers 18+
Prince of Hearts is the first book of Verona Legacy Duet. It isn't a standalone. It is a angsty, forbidden maffia romance with a huge mistery and dark elements. We can read this story in present time from Nicco & Ari's POV. I really like this two. Ari is an innocent and honest girl who just want her freedom. She is a maffia princess. Nicco is a dangerous but protector boy with a good heart. He is maffia prince.
Their story was started with a love at first sight, but this is forbidden and complicated! Their families are at war. Yeah I know what you think, like Romeo and Juliet. It is so much more! This is angsty, dark and beautiful. This is an emotional rollercoaster! First you're on top, full of their love and the other moment it plunged into the depths. What are you doing? Why? I'm sooo angry and confused! I am dying to know what will happen next.
I'm never forgive you Lianne, EXCEPT if you do something. 😭😭😭😭 You have to do something!!!😭😭😭 I know you will do ! You promised me! I'm broken.
“It’s a
beautiful night,” I said from the shadows.
“Nicco?”
She glanced around, searching for me. When her eyes landed on me standing by
the corner of the building, she stood up. “What do you want?”
“Ahh,
Bambolina.” I let out a weary sigh. “That is a loaded question.”
“Humor me.”
Lina took a step closer. The moonlight danced off the soft features of her
face.
Jesus, she
was so fucking beautiful.
“I want to
kiss you.” I inched toward her, unable to resist the magnetic pull I felt
whenever I was around her. “I want to finish what we started earlier. I want to
feel you beneath me, hear you cry my name.”
I want
to make you mine.
“You
couldn’t get away from me fast enough earlier.” Her confused gaze cut me like a
thousand tiny blades over my skin.
“It’s not
what you think,” I said, moving closer still. Lina mirrored my movements until
we were standing in front of each other.
Until she
was close enough to touch.
“What’s
happening to us, Nicco?” she whispered. “Why do I feel like this?”
“What do
you feel like?” I brushed the hair off her neck. She had a thick hoodie pulled
over her body, but I was still able to stroke the skin beneath her ear. Lina’s
eyes drifted closed as she inhaled a shaky breath.
“I look for
you when you’re not there. I feel you when you’re close. I can’t get you out of
my head.” Her eyes opened again, fixing on mine. She smiled and it was like a bolt
of lightning to my heart.
Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult
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.
"I'm going to say this not once, but many times. Everyone should read this book. RVD wrote one of the most epic mafia romance's I have ever read. She came in swinging to remind everyone why she's the queen of mafia." - Amo Jones, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
Ruthless Princess: A Mafia Royals Romance about best friends turned enemies, by Rachel Van Dyken, the number one New York Times bestselling author of the Eagle Elite series is LIVE.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend…
I never thought my father would ask this of me, to become the second generation at Eagle Elite University, to rule with an iron fist, and to take care of anyone who gets in our way.
But ever since the incident.
Ever since Him.
There’s been a war in our little clique.
After all, a house divided cannot stand.
He’s the problem, not me.
He used to kiss me like I was his oxygen.
Now he looks at me like I’m his poison.
But we both drank it, again and again, never believing there would be a day when our love would start a war.
And our friendship would shatter into a million pieces.
Then again, the worst thing you could do in the mafia is hang on to hope that your life will be normal.
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
My family’s scandal is my fall from grace. The night of my seventeenth birthday leads to the final event that catapults my future in a different direction. One call for help turns into my only chance of survival.Now, the only way to stay safe is to keep hidden.Hidden in a small town in the middle of “No-where”, Minnesota, away from my friends, my prestigious school, and my family, I have to mesh with the other hidden children in order to survive.Though, it’s not just the Bogeyman that keeps me up at night…Ciaran Jakobe, with his frosty blue eyes and instant dislike for me sets my nerves on end. There is no escaping his sharp words and constant torment. Every push from him sparks a fire of fight inside me. Every smirk from his full, pink lips makes me want to punch him in the face. He’s my nemesis and my dark hero. I may be paying for my parent’s mistakes but I won’t let a Midwest Boy get the best of me.
♦ ♦ ♦
Holy heck! THIS IS SOOOO AMAZING!!!! A whole new series with an exciting plot and characters!
#MNGirl is the first book of Midwest Boys Series. It can't be read as a standalone with a big cliffy at the end! This is a high school, new adult romance with thriller elements. We can read this story in present time, from Ciaran & Saylor's POV. This is a very exciting and painful story!
I was excited at the whole time. Saylor is a powerful but broken girl who just want to survive. She is a new girl in the town! Ciaran and his frosty blue eyes strongly complicates her situation. The chemistry between us is PERFECT! Ciaran want to hate the girl, but he didn't know! He attracts Saylor like a magnet!
This story is seared your soul! I'm curious about what will be happening in the next part!
Genevieve's in Hungarian
Úristen! Ez a történet egyszerűen fantasztikus. Egy teljesen új sorozat, izgalmas cselekménnyel és karakterekkel.
#MNGirl az első könyv a Midwest Boys sorozatban. Ahhoz hogy a következő részt eltudd majd olvasni, az #MNGirl-t is el kell mivel egy hatalmas függővéggel fejeződik be. Műfajában középiskolai new adult romantikus- thriller elemekkel. Magát a történetet jelen időben, Ciaran & Saylor szemszögéből olvashatjuk. Izgalmas és egyben fájdalmas történet, szóval csak óvatosan!
Annyira izgultam olvasás közben. Saylor egy nagyon erős de törött lány aki csupán túl akarja élni a múltban bekövetkezett tragédiát. Ő az új lány a városban, Ciaran pedig a csodálatot jegeskék szemével merőben megnehezíti a helyzetét. A kémia tökéletesen működik kettejük között, azonban Ciaran mindenáron utálni akarja Saylort. Aha, de egyszerűen képtelen rá. Saylor vonzza mint a mágnes, tehetetlen ellene.
Ez a történet porrá égeti a lelkedet! Annyira kíváncsi vagyok mi fog történni a következő részben!!!
It isn’t the screaming or crying that shakes me awake. It isn’t the front door being ripped from its hinges or the shattering of the glass coffee table that she is thrown into. What pulls me from the deep recesses of my dream world is the feeling that I’m suffocating. A pressure across my face yanks me from my sleep, my body jumping in response and my eyes flying open.
“Shhhh!” Mila begs me. It’s her little hand that’s covering my mouth. Tears slip down her cheeks and snot runs from her nose. Her tiny frame is shaking inside the flannel nightgown she loves to wear this time of year.
“They’re in the house. They’re hurting Mom,” her young voice cracks. I can tell a sob is waiting to escape. I’m fully awake now, my body moving in sync with my heartbeats. Blood rushes to my ears while I tiptoe across the floor and carefully move my hand to nudge the door open farther. Mila’s hand snakes out, grabbing my arm painfully, as tears fall faster and faster down her face.
“No!” She mouths in silence, but damn, the words echo loudly in my brain.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, my hand peeling her fingernails from my skin. I push the door open farther, but not far enough for the hinges to groan. Biting my lip, I turn my head and look out.
AM Brooks is an author with a variety of stories; Contemporary Romance, New Adult, and mature YA Her writing style is suspenseful and sometimes leads to heart-wrenching conclusions. With a background in forensic psychology she really goes for those investigative, dark and twisty feels. And of course, lots of love!Brooks enjoys reading as much as writing. Television shows such as Criminal Minds, Scandal, and One Tree Hill are her go-to binge worthy series. She loves spending time with her friends and family with a good glass of beer or wine. If she isn’t reading or writing, Brooks is Pinteresting future home projects for her wonderful husband to accomplish.
