Series: The Perfect Storm Duet #1
childhood horrors, Gabrielle Adams has struggled to keep herself safe. When the
superficial world she’s created is challenged, she strives to maintain her
tenuous control while keeping the past buried where it belongs.After a numbing year mourning the death of his wife, Jake Thornton is ready to
live again. An unapologetically dominant man with specific needs, he resolves
to find a woman seeking to surrender control, without expecting what he can
A chance encounter awakens desires neither expected and both resist. Fate steps
in for a second time, and they succumb to an onslaught of lust and need,
convinced they can overcome any challenges. But when darkness approaches and,
with it, the very things they fear the most, do they have the strength to
weather the storm?
and then asked, “Have you ever been in love?”
to him then that he hadn’t told her about Lisa. Whether or not it was a timing
issue, or just a subject he’d avoided, he wasn’t sure, but it hadn’t come up.
Then, a moment of guilt passed over him when he realized he hadn’t thought
about Lisa like he used to. Oh, she was there on a daily basis, but not like it
had been before. Not the same deafening, emptiness he’d grown used to. Now, it
was more of a dull ache only felt when summoned. And with that thought, he
dismissed any lingering guilt. He’d said his goodbye and was moving forward the
way he’d intended.
tell Gabrielle about her soon enough. “Yes,” he simply replied.
momentarily puzzled, Gabrielle tilted her head as if she’d seen something new.
Finally, she smiled softly and directed her attention back to the game, lining
up her next shot and then missing it.
stepped forward, called the pocket, and sent the eight ball sailing inside.
swallowed hard and looked at him. “You win.”
help the smug expression he felt crossing his face as she stood by, wide-eyed.
He felt like a cat about to pounce on its prey—only she was prey who wanted to
be caught—which made it perfect.
closed the distance between them, he leaned to her ear and whispered, “And, as
the winner of the game, I intend to take you home, tie you up, watch you come,
and fuck you into next week.”
Writing occupied her time when age-appropriate books put her to sleep. However, the books tucked in the bottom drawer of her mother’s dresser overflowed with love, lust, betrayal, and revenge—making for far better reads. VC Andrews’ imaginative and twisted stories started it all.
I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl