was far from my white knight. He was my drug. One hit and I was addicted to
him.I ran from him to save my life. I kept running to regain my sanity. Kyle would
help me with that. His warmth and familiarity were just what I needed to
get back on track. Beautiful in his own right, Kyle was everything I once knew
to be good about the world. Kyle was perfect for me, he always had been.
Except he wasn’t Sebastian, he could never be. The horrors of my past pulled me
away from him. The nightmares of my present would bring us back together.
Confused though I was, I knew Sebastian was the only choice. The damage done
was great, our love greater. Surviving each other would take everything we had,
but it was the only option.
Every mistake we had made would collapse on top of us, burying us alive in a
mountain of anger and guilt. Neither of us could have prepared for what was
coming. The only way out was through. The question became, would we be strong
enough to make it through together or would our secrets tear us apart once
against him. His hands run the length of my sides and down, as my hips gently
rock into him. His smell is so familiar that for a few minutes I allow myself
to become intoxicated by it. Turning, I look into his blue eyes as I sway
seductively in front of him.
reply, placing his hand on my back and rocking into him without breaking eye
lips next to my ear. “It’s not nice to tease, Dani.”
whisper, “Who says I’m teasing, Ky?”
our faces together. “You’re always teasing, sexy. You love playing games with
me. It’s what you’re good at.”
tongue over my lips. “It’s my birthday. I’m officially too old for playing
if it’s the alcohol, the atmosphere, the way that my sweat covered body feels
against his. All I know is that I enjoy it too much for someone who’s just had
her heart broken. My entire body melts against him as he works my tongue with
his own. The familiar pull of hot desire grabs at my belly and my nipples harden.
I consider pulling away, but I’m shoved to the side before I have the chance.
goodbyes and walk away,” Sebastian suggests.
him. His gray eyes are edging dangerously close to black. His teeth are gritted
and the vein on his forehead is visible. I watch as his flexed jaw clenches
with tension. This is why I can’t be with him. The demons that live inside
of him, fueling this aggression. I can’t be around it. I’m not safe.
“No one wants any trouble.”
scoffs. “You’re not going anywhere with him, Danielle.”
heart leaps into my throat. Remembering to focus on my breathing, I fight the
panic attack that I can feel coming on.
“This isn’t the place for this.”
with me,” he says, pulling me off the dance floor.
get it. You screwed things up and now you can’t live with yourself. I’ve been
there, but this possessive bullshit isn’t going to happen tonight. Danielle
isn’t one of your properties. You don’t get to decide who can or cannot enter.”
defense, Sebastian’s fist meets Kyle’s jaw. I scream for them to stop, but it’s
useless. Kyle stumbles a little before retaliating and hitting Sebastian on the
corner of his eye. Everyone around us comes to a stop. I can barely hear my own
thoughts as chants and screams break out from the crowd.
start. I did not move here to fall for a
man like Sebastian.
storm in the peak of the night…dark, raging, all-consuming, and guaranteed to
leave destruction in his wake. From the moment our eyes met, he had a hold on
me. I wanted, craved, and needed him like nothing I had ever desired before.
submission. From the moment he handed me the contract, I knew what he was
proposing would destroy me. What I had not planned was his ability to make me
crave destruction. I would lose myself in him. Sebastian knew how to take me
over the edge, and before I even knew it, I wanted to go freefalling.
ability to destroy us. What I had not calculated was the power of his to do the
same. My dark, brooding, impeccably sexual, alpha-male had his own crosses to
bear. I was not sure I was strong enough to handle them, or the woman who
helped chain him there.
self-proclaimed chocoholic, home-schooling mother, and wannabe yogi.
first in the series Run, is coming soon.
traced back to her fourth grade year, when a history lesson on Native Americans
became too unimaginative for her liking. She took it upon herself to
liven things up by creating a story that was based on half-truths about a
self-named Indian Princess. Kandice is in fact of Native American heritage (her
great-grandmother was a full-blooded Cherokee) and in her own mind a princess,
so you can see where her inspiration came from. Her story was a huge hit
with friends, and an author was born.
Arkansas, where she currently lives with her husband and three children.
Though, if you ask her she’ll confirm that her soul is lost somewhere on the
west coast waiting for the day that her body can re-join it.