Her past brought us together, but it was mine that threatened to tear us apart.
We were two people who couldn’t have been more different. She was the good girl; I was the bad boy. I was everything she shouldn’t have wanted. And she was everything I didn’t know I needed.
I was broken. She was perfect.
She wasn’t like the other girls. She intrigued me. Captivated me. When I first saw her across the room, I knew I had to talk to her. Needed to be near her. It’s why I followed her when she left suddenly, abandoning her friends and leaving the party to go outside. She was too quick for me to keep up, though when her screams tore through the night air, I broke into a sprint, needing to save her.
We were two people bonded in tragedy. He was the mysterious saviour. I was the one saved.
I was broken. He was perfect.
He found me in the woods. Saw me at my most vulnerable. He held me when I was falling apart and got me the help I needed. We hadn’t planned to fall for one another. But we had. Deeply. Completely. But neither of our pasts were done with us yet, and they weren’t going to let us go without a fight.
PLEASE NOTE: This series is not for the faint of heart. If you are easily triggered or have experienced a serious trauma, this book series may not be for you. Not recommended for persons under 18 years of age.
She was my beginning and my end. Now I’m trying to navigate my way through the detour."
Blood is supposed to be thicker than water, but both of our hearts were immersed in Raine.
I used to find solace in the outdoors. The cool fall wind breathed relief into the damage beneath my skin. The bruises. The cuts. The broken bones. It was the furthest place I could go to get away from my father—every time my twin brother pushed his limits. My oath to protect him required me to take the brunt of my father’s firmly clenched fist. And despite my brother’s ignorance, I never hesitated to take his place.
He was the rebel. I was the sensible one.
We were twins, only in appearance…until our shared love for the girl next door—the fiery redhead with emerald green eyes—gave us common ground. We were both willing to fight for her, yet she chose me.
She was my first kiss.
My first love.
And when I found her in bed with him, she became my first betrayal.