Also by this author: Lost Prelude
Genres: Contemporary Adult Romance 18+
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My name is Alexander, and I'm no fucking hero.
Not when I couldn't even save the little heartbeats I was supposed to protect with my life.
When a fist closes around my heart after a death brings me to my knees, I finally go after the woman I'd been craving for months. Not just because her beautiful face is the only thing that slips through the pain when I close my eyes, but because she has secretly carved a place for herself in my heart - leaving me with no choice.
But if I do this, if I make myself believe that I deserve her, will the choices I make ruin everything between us? Will she accept the fact that she doesn't get to leave me twice?
As soon as we made contact, she straightened, and I felt goose bumps erupt on her skin, that electric buzz playing with my own nerves.
Her hands started stroking my chest, her eyes meeting mine, and I captured one of her wrists with my hand, holding her palm flat against me.
“Alexander,” she whispered, her eyes still on mine.
“Hi, Maya,” I whispered back.
Feeling truly lost in her gaze, I found myself leaning down and breathing her in.
I felt a shiver go through her body and smiled against her neck.
“Do you know what I missed the most?” I murmured, leaving a hot trail of kisses along her jawbone.
My blurry mind registered the slow shake of her hand. I pulled her flush against my body again, my hand moving up to rest between her shoulder blades.
Hell. It was pure hell to try to hold back and not rip her clothes off of her and fuck her against the counter for all the world to see.
“I missed your skin,” I said, my hand slowly making its way down from her shoulder blades again.
She remained silent. Fine by me. I didn’t need her words. She couldn’t hide the tremble of her body even if she wanted to.
“I missed your scent,” I groaned against her ear, gently biting her ear lobe.
She tilted her head, opening up to my mouth. At that moment, I knew she would let me do anything I could possibly want to do to her. The place, the time didn’t matter. She was simply mine, and in a deep corner of her soul I was sure she knew it too.
Without touching her skin, I moved my mouth from her neck to her mouth. Just an inch of air keeping us from each other.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart,” I whispered, waiting for her to do just that.
Looking back at me was a scared woman, scared to wish, to hope. I would give her anything she would ever need. I would give her myself. My heart.
From that day forward, I would never leave her alone.
Never give her up.
She licked her lips and swayed a little, eager to get my lips on hers. I kept my palm firmly connected with her skin and never stopped caressing her back. Her goose bumps never disappeared.
“I even missed your fucking breath, Maya,” I growled, the hold I had on my urges finally snapping as I took her mouth in a searing kiss, rocking her body backward with the force, taking everything I could take from her.
i was afforded the opportunity to have an advanced peak at dark and complex world of alexander and maya. ella is one of the most emotively captivating writers that i have had the privilege of ready in a long time. she has the ability to turn your insides out with the mere hint of a breath and i am continually impressed with the complex and rounded natures of her characters. i have felt a fair amount of trauma in my life and in a handful of words she can evoke the most bottled of emotions. i cried, i raved, and i exalted with each rise and fall of this ongoing love story. i think what i loved most about it was it was pretty or shiny. there was no beautiful bow that tied it all together neatly. no. her characters found the culmination of their paths with grit, love, and an awful lot of pain.
i literally could not put this book down and read it in one sitting. i was desperate to walk this journey with her protagonists and knew it would be one hell of a ride. love. scorching lust. grief. anguish. healing. it s a story that holds it all and in a beautifully complex and intricate package. ella is clearly a star on the rise and i can only wait to see how such strong story telling will continue to evolve. if you want a story with heart and passion fully based in the daily struggle of life’s messes, then i highly recommend this lovely up and coming author.
as always, these thoughts are based on my preferences as a reader.
~previous books in the series~