GUTTED
Torn #5
By A.F. Crowell
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Release
Date: January 31, 2017
Synopsis
KILLING THE LIE
Barb and Viper had an
explosive relationship from the moment they met. She looked past his MC
affiliation and saw through his rough and possessive exterior. Then she fell.
Hard. Just as she let down the wall around her heart, he was gone. It's taken
her nearly two years to feel human again, and she's barely recovered.
Cole Ellett, road name
Viper, is back. But his lies remain. Never a member of an outlaw MC. Never
murdered. Undercover for the Department of Homeland Security, his job forced
him to disappear. But now he's back for Barb, who is everything he’s ever
desired. No matter that his life is still in danger and that their relationship
was like a house built on sand. No matter that she’s locked her heart away for
good. He will reignite her spark and bring back the fire that burns only for
him. Theirs is a love that will never die.
Excerpt
“Right. Remind
me to ask about that later. I’m gonna go try to talk to Barb,” I said as I
practically leaped from the chair and bounded up the first and second flight of
wooden stairs.
“Good luck,”
Jaxon muttered on my way out.
I was going to
need all the luck I could get.
Once I reached
the master bedroom on the third floor, I looked across the room at the closed
white door leading to the bathroom. My heavy boots betrayed my attempt at being
quiet. As I stilled, I could hear a low, deep growl coming from the other side
of the door.
Fuck. He was in
there with her.
“Who’s out
there?” She asked through the wooden door.
“Babe, it’s me,”
I replied and the growling got a little louder.
“I told Lei I
didn’t want to see you. Leave. Me. Alone.”
“You know I’m
not gonna do that. I’ve waited almost two years to see you. Hold you. Feel your
hair between my fingers. I need you to at least let me try to explain. Please,
baby.” Yeah, I was groveling. I would have gotten down on my knees and kissed
her feet if that’s what it took. Anything for a chance.
“Leave Cole.
There’s nothing you could say to me right now that’ll make me change my mind,”
she sobbed and the rift in my chest widened a little more.
“Please,
Barbara. I’ll stay out here and explain. You don’t have to see me, just give me
a chance. I didn’t have a choice. I was under orders.”
“No, you’re not
listening. You don’t get a chance to explain why you left me, or a chance to
explain why you allowed me to think that you were dead. You don’t get a fucking
chance to tell me why you let me grieve you for a year and eight months. Fuck
you, Cole. You don’t get a chance. Now leave me the fuck alone or so help me
God, I’ll open this damn door and let the dog out.” The fire in her voice shot
straight to my cock. Fuck me, she was hot when she was pissed.
I was quiet for
minute and waited for her anger to fade. My girl would get mad fast then soften
a little. I knew she was trying to cover.
Even though I
couldn’t see the hurt, I could hear it. Her cries and gasps for air damn near
killed me. Maybe she did need more time than I was willing to give her.
“I know you’re
still there, Cole. Please,” she sniffled as her breath hitched, “please just
leave. I can’t deal with you right now.”
Her words were like
a sharpened Ka-Bar to the heart. They opened me up and drained every drop of
blood coursing through my veins.
In all of my
preparation for this day, I never imagined it would be this awful.
She fucking
hated me.
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A.F. Crowell
lives in Charleston, SC with her husband and two sons. They have two dogs,
Diesel, a German Shepherd rescue and Dez, a black Labrador Retriever. She
shares her love of books with her children, who have a head start on becoming
life-long readers.
Romance fiction
hit her radar when her husband forced her to watch Twilight one weekend when
they were snowed in. That was it! From there her love grew; Contemporary
Romance, Paranormal, YA and Dystopian are her preferred reads.
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