Battered Souls by Shae Ruby EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Shae Ruby
- Language: English
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They say love is unexpected, I just never knew that would have a deeper
meaning for us. The way we are with each other… it can’t end well.
Doom always trails after us with a smile on its face.
Someone once told me that white roses signify loyalty, but for me, they’ve
always signified grief. I’ve associated them with being placed on caskets
right before the dirt is thrown on top, and that’s always stuck with me.
When Zayne started bringing me white roses every day, I told myself it
was because of his love and devotion toward me. Now I wonder if it was an
omen. A sign from the universe screaming at me to enjoy him while I could
because every good thing comes to an end. A warning that he would always
slip through my fingers no matter how tightly I held on.
It’s been two months since Zayne came to me at the hospital parking lot
and since we moved in together. I’m so happy it feels pretty impossible that
this is my life. He’s been clean this whole time. He has a job, and he’s even
going to school.
So why am I always waiting for the other shoe to drop? Is it only a matter
of time before everything goes to shit again?
Disaster is always looming right around the corner when it comes to Zayne
Wolfe, and I’m just here to hop on the ride to wherever the fuck he decides
he’s dragging me to. I can’t even be angry with him, I let him do this to me.
It’s almost as if we can’t exist without each other, and so he holds the broken
shards of me even as they cut him, and the blood pours from his hands.
He drags me along, twists me around, and controls my life. I’ve even let
him write my story sometimes when I’m too tired to fight and I just want to
give in. That Hallie isn’t far behind, she just waits around in the corners of
my mind until I’m too weak to protest.
It’s only a matter of time.
The sunlight streams in through the windows, illuminating Zayne’s face
and making him look angelic. His black hair is a halo on the pillow, and his
straight nose flares as I straddle him, holding his hands above his head. He
lets me, grinning like the devil he is. “You smell like sin,” His corded arms
flex under my grip, “Let me have a taste.”
I’d gladly fall from grace for him, “Just one, Sinner.” I lower myself to
him until I’m flush with his chest, letting go of his hands so I can hold his
Zayne grabs the back of my neck, pulling me toward him even closer. He
takes my lips with his, kissing me like he’s trying to suck the soul out of my
body. I know if he could, he would’ve done it by now.
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