My Thoughts
I absolutely LOVED this book. My heart broke for what both Brit and Killer suffered. I loved that Brit was so strong and fought her way back from what happened. Killer too has been fighting, but more as self punishment that to get past what happened. Who would have imagined that they would connect years later not knowing the bond they share outside of falling for each other. I loved their story. Theirs is not a story about being victims, but survivors. It's one of my favorite reads this year.
I give Killer 5 hearts!
About the Book
I absolutely LOVED this book. My heart broke for what both Brit and Killer suffered. I loved that Brit was so strong and fought her way back from what happened. Killer too has been fighting, but more as self punishment that to get past what happened. Who would have imagined that they would connect years later not knowing the bond they share outside of falling for each other. I loved their story. Theirs is not a story about being victims, but survivors. It's one of my favorite reads this year.
I give Killer 5 hearts!
About the Book
Ten years ago, their lives shattered to pieces...
And he's the KILLER that has to live with it.
Two people. One incident. Interwoven between two damaged
souls in ways they don't understand.
But now, they must fight the same war--a past that wrecked
them both--destroyed the two people they used to be. With a hurricane of love,
hate, anger, fury, and fear, can two broken lives find a way to let it all go
for a chance at happiness?
Excerpt
Killer meets Britt
The girl, Britt, is moving around the small space, clearly
at ease with her surroundings. She opens a laptop and sits at a desk wedged in
one corner. “You can sit.” Britt points to a second chair.
Good. For a second I thought I was going to be forced to get
up on the treatment table. I’m not in the mood to be a guinea pig today.
That’s a lie. I don’t really care what the trainers or
specialists do to me as long as they make me a better fighter. It’s the girl
that bothers me, not the thought of being under a microscope. This is the only
woman I’ve ever met who isn’t instantly and irrevocably afraid of me, and the
only one whowho has me tempted into thinking I could have more. More than a
filthy, dirty fuck to release tension. More than someone to use for a few hours
of pleasure.
Britt’s obviously already damaged. As much as I’d love to
peel back those layers, I don’t want to give her a chance to dig out my own
psychological scars, the nightmares hidden beneath a baggy hoodie and a cold
stare. If I do, Britt may never recover from what she finds.
“I’m sorry,” she apologizes, tapping on her computer. “I
only found out you were coming last night, so I don’t have much information and
haven’t reviewed your medical file.”
She’s so quiet, I strain to hear her. When I don’t respond,
she cocks her head and her eyes flick up to mine. Shit. I duck down so she
can’t get a good look at my face.
Fucking coward. She’s going to find out at some point,
idiot. Why delay the inevitable? She’ll see the same thing everyone else sees
when they look in my eyes… nothing, a monster, a killer.
For the first time in ten years, the thought disturbs me.
Ten years ago, their lives shattered to pieces...
And he's the KILLER that has to live with it.
Two people. One incident.
Interwoven between two damaged souls in ways they don't
understand.
#DarkRomance #Fighter
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About the Author
Heather C. Leigh is the author of the Amazon best selling
Famous series. She likes to write about the 'dark' side of fame. The part that
the public doesn't get to see, how difficult it is to live in a fishbowl and
how that affects relationships.
Heather was born and raised in New England and currently
lives outside Atlanta, GA with her husband, 2 kids, and French Bulldog, Shelby.
She loves the Red Sox, the Patriots, and anything chocolate
(but not white chocolate, everyone knows it's not real chocolate so it doesn't
count) and has left explicit instructions in her will to have her ashes snuck
into Fenway Park and sneakily sprinkled all over while her family enjoys beer,
hot dogs, and a wicked good time.
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