An alternate cover for this ASIN can be found here. Archer Dean taught me how it feels to be loved. Really loved. The happily ever after, fairy-tale type love. But he also taught me what real heartbreak was. He ripped away my happiness, took it from me without a backward glance. He left me alone and broken with no idea how to rebuild. No fight left in me to want to. Annabelle Edwards was a light in my world of darkness. She changed the way my heart beat, she let me believe in love. But the thing about darkness is that it’s suffocating and without warning, the light that you rely so heavily on, can be extinguished by the power of your own shadows. Our story is about pain. About fighting through feelings that can sometimes be greater than love. Fear. Anger. Hurt. Sadness. Our story is aching. It’s passionate. It’s consuming. We’ve felt loss. Felt abandoned by one another. We’ve felt betrayed. Lost. But we fought. Against our love. For our love. Together. Apart. We’ve done it all. We’ve fought for our love to exist. For it to survive. It’s been a broken road. Hopeless at times. Full and seamless at others. We’ve been through hell and we have to trust that our love is strong enough to overcome anything.

Jake Dean crushed any certainties I thought I had in life. He took my perfectly sculpted existence and tipped it upside down. I let him. I actually pushed him to do it, if I’m being honest, which isn’t something I overly pride myself on. Aubrey King was never supposed to be mine. I guess even now, she’s not. Not really. She made me question my character, my morals. But I go back. Every. Single. Time. I’m addicted to her. Our story is about faith. About taking the chance at love. Taking the leap against whatever doubts that may consume you, against whatever you may think is right. Our story is about overcoming self-doubt. Being true to yourself. It isn’t hearts and roses. We’ve made mistakes. Ones that others would never forgive us for. Some we might never forgive ourselves for. Our love has caused an immense amount of pain. Not just to one another. But to our loved ones. We’re good people. Or so we thought. We fell in love. Was it right? No. Will we survive our own decisions? Who knows. All we can be certain of is that through our own demons, through our mistakes, we have to have faith in what we share.

Bennett James was out of my league. Beautiful. Charismatic. Addictive. He was the type of man that women fawn over, that could have anyone his heart (or his insatiable libido) desired. He was never supposed to notice me and he sure as hell was never meant to pursue me. Darci Walker is an enigma. Guarded but wild, if she lets you close enough, and therein lies my problem. My sweet, untamed addiction liked to play timid. That was her first lapse in judgment. Turned me to fire, kick-started a game of cat and mouse I couldn’t get enough of. Me, the Big Bad Wolf. Darci, my sinfully, sexy Riding Hood. One night led to an addiction neither one of us wanted to overcome. Two nights led to something a little… more. Whether we were ready or not, our connection solidified itself in forever. I was ready, I was willing. Now, if only I could get her to stay the night....