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Synopsis
A beautiful, enchanting story
of love, happiness—*Record needle scratches across vinyl*
I'm just f==king
with you. Love, happiness, and fairy tales… Yeah, they don't live here anymore.
The only things residing amongst these thin and baren walls are Dominance, submission, and twisted obsession.
The only things residing amongst these thin and baren walls are Dominance, submission, and twisted obsession.
Stella gets knocked down over
and over throughout her life… Though she is bloodied and battered she stands
back up every single time, smirks and nods before asking, "That all you
got?".
Wesley has shoved his way through the rich life with both middle fingers up. He's also shoved his way through half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla lifestyle has left him a starved man.
He knows he can't keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic vanilla's anymore. On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that this little angel knows how to fight. He wants to be the one who breaks her… But it's not a question of who breaks her, the question is who destroys her.
“We will fight, angel. We’ll fight hard. But it’ll be worth every strike below the belt. Every hateful or spiteful word said, because when we love, when we fuck, when our passion reaches an intensity so goddamn powerful like it has every single time, it’ll extinguish all the bad. I want all your hate, Stell… Just as much as I want all your love. We are doing this. And there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop it, angel. Is that understood?”
***Be Prepared to Expect the UNEXPECTED***
Wesley has shoved his way through the rich life with both middle fingers up. He's also shoved his way through half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla lifestyle has left him a starved man.
He knows he can't keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic vanilla's anymore. On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that this little angel knows how to fight. He wants to be the one who breaks her… But it's not a question of who breaks her, the question is who destroys her.
“We will fight, angel. We’ll fight hard. But it’ll be worth every strike below the belt. Every hateful or spiteful word said, because when we love, when we fuck, when our passion reaches an intensity so goddamn powerful like it has every single time, it’ll extinguish all the bad. I want all your hate, Stell… Just as much as I want all your love. We are doing this. And there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop it, angel. Is that understood?”
***Be Prepared to Expect the UNEXPECTED***
Synopsis
Leo's Story of loving A Woman
Gone Mad
Fuck first love.
Fuck fate.
And Fuck You.
I'm Leo and this is my side of the story. This is where I came from, where I've been, and where I'm at...this is the story of a man that loved A Woman Gone Mad. I'm not telling it because I'm searching for absolution, pity, or even understanding from you, I'm for damn sure not telling it because I give a fuck what you think about me. I'm telling it because its MY story and if you don't like it...Suck it.
If you're searching for a happily ever after, a prince with a glass slipper searching for the princess to sweep her off her feet...I'm sorry but this isn't that story.
It's about pain. Obsession. Regret. And time lost.
I fell in love with Lil back when we were way too young, I fell hard and I fell fast. When everything else around me was spinning in circles, she was the only sure thing that stood still.
When you finally get your happily ever after it's supposed to be happy.
But like I said this isn't that story...
It's just me Holding Her in Madness, fighting against Lil's demons in the middle of fucking hell.
***Warning: This is not a shy and tender fairytale love story. It's a raw, tragic, and gritty story inspired by true events. This book is not for the faint of heart, it contains graphic language, sex, violence, and drug use. MATURE Audiences Only. Not intended for young adult readers.***
Fuck first love.
Fuck fate.
And Fuck You.
I'm Leo and this is my side of the story. This is where I came from, where I've been, and where I'm at...this is the story of a man that loved A Woman Gone Mad. I'm not telling it because I'm searching for absolution, pity, or even understanding from you, I'm for damn sure not telling it because I give a fuck what you think about me. I'm telling it because its MY story and if you don't like it...Suck it.
If you're searching for a happily ever after, a prince with a glass slipper searching for the princess to sweep her off her feet...I'm sorry but this isn't that story.
It's about pain. Obsession. Regret. And time lost.
I fell in love with Lil back when we were way too young, I fell hard and I fell fast. When everything else around me was spinning in circles, she was the only sure thing that stood still.
When you finally get your happily ever after it's supposed to be happy.
But like I said this isn't that story...
It's just me Holding Her in Madness, fighting against Lil's demons in the middle of fucking hell.
***Warning: This is not a shy and tender fairytale love story. It's a raw, tragic, and gritty story inspired by true events. This book is not for the faint of heart, it contains graphic language, sex, violence, and drug use. MATURE Audiences Only. Not intended for young adult readers.***
Synopsis
Forget everything you know about fairytales.
There comes a point in a woman's life when she realizes not everyone gets a
happy ending. And no one knows this better than Lillian Shaw.
The safety of a small southern upbringing and a happy normal family couldn't keep life from chipping away at her.
And nothing leaves its mark like the bite of a broken heart.
Blow after blow, Lillian tries to stay optimistic, but when faced with a choice that could destroy her future, she gives in to the temptation.
When your first true love comes crashing into your happily ever after, you're supposed to walk away. Not fall back in love.
But saying no to Leo was something Lillian could never do...
Once lines are crossed is there any going back?
Or is the risk that Lillian Shaw takes going to leave her broken again...
And this time be enough to make her A Woman Gone Mad?
***Warning: This is not a shy and tender fairytale love story. It's a raw, tragic, and gritty story inspired by true events. This book is not for the faint of heart, it contains graphic language, sex, violence, and drug use. MATURE Audiences Only. Not intended for young adult readers.***
The safety of a small southern upbringing and a happy normal family couldn't keep life from chipping away at her.
And nothing leaves its mark like the bite of a broken heart.
Blow after blow, Lillian tries to stay optimistic, but when faced with a choice that could destroy her future, she gives in to the temptation.
When your first true love comes crashing into your happily ever after, you're supposed to walk away. Not fall back in love.
But saying no to Leo was something Lillian could never do...
Once lines are crossed is there any going back?
Or is the risk that Lillian Shaw takes going to leave her broken again...
And this time be enough to make her A Woman Gone Mad?
***Warning: This is not a shy and tender fairytale love story. It's a raw, tragic, and gritty story inspired by true events. This book is not for the faint of heart, it contains graphic language, sex, violence, and drug use. MATURE Audiences Only. Not intended for young adult readers.***
Get to
know Kimber S. Dawn a little more
Who is Kimber? Shit, sometimes even I don't know, lmao.
However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a bitch, I do) this is
how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this author bio. Really don't
give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a bio. And if I can only say
one thing for certain about myself, it's this: I'm real, I don't back down from
what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. I don't bite my
tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I am... You either love me
or hate me, but if you love me... I'll always be loyal, no fucking matter what
;)
I can be called a billon different things—daughter, wife,
mother, labor unit nurse. I sell pussy on the side. *Coughs* That would be
Persian kittens, thank you…you dirty-minded scoundrel. I'm a book blogger, book
pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences are my Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s
and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I'll acknowledge that I've succeeded
in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day I get to go two stark-naked
hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs*
I was born and raised in Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a
bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast more than I see a bayou,
lol. I started writing poems and short stories very early in my life. You know,
for the Michael’s and Leo’s and Nick’s in my life. I've been a book hoarder
since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years ago something wonderful
happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life my inner smut whore and I
commenced to read anything and everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn't
enough anymore and I noticed that so many of the authors of my favorite indie
authors and their books weren't getting the exposure their work deserved, I
turned it into a mission, starting my own blog, buying their books and reading
them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my blog and didn't hold back in
writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a profanity laden). I've never done
a single thing in my life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my
Blog, and the insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister,
Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge
and see if I could write a book that was worth a damn. I'm a Southern girl to
my core, a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author,
but honestly… I don’t believe the rumors, lol. I don’t feel like a kickass
bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar. Tattooed across my ribs are the words I have
always lived by: 'Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.' Latin for: If I cannot
find a way, I will make my own.
If you want to contact me, give me a shout out at 3am
because my story just decimated your work day potential, or hell if you want to
stalk me (I’ve met some of my BFF’s that way, don’t judge a stalker, they are
awesome, fun, kickass bitches) follow me on these links:
Kimber S. Dawn is the BOMB!!!
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