I swallowed hard against the onslaught of emotion, but mostly for the small ounce of insecurity that I couldn’t be what she needed. “Is a hero what you want?”
She shook her head. “You were born out of greed and you were raised out of greed. You lived your entire life being who someone wanted you to be. Who do you want to be?”
“I want to be yours, but are you sure you can live with a broken love like ours?”
“I think it’s been proven I can take whatever you throw at me. Love is much more powerful than fear.”
I couldn’t deny what we had was born out of darkness, but instead of pulling her into my dark world, she led me to a light I wasn’t sure I even deserved.
I may not be a monster, but I am still anything but a hero.
“I love you, Keiran.”
Still… forever was a long time for change.
The End
Dear Reader . . .
I hope I gave you what you were looking for. Keiran, “The Dark Lord,” as Willow spitefully dubbed him, with all his unredeemable qualities managed to find his happily-ever-after with the only person who was brave enough to venture into the dark and pull him out.
Bringing them together was no easy feat, but if they could do it, I know there is hope for Keenan & Sheldon…
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Continue on for TWO Sneak Peeks . . .
Sneak Peek — Fear Us, By B.B. Reid
Fear Us (Broken Love, #3)
Coming Fall 2015
KEENAN
“Keenan! What are you doing? This isn’t you!”
“Yeah?” I stared down at her body splayed out for me like an offering I had just recently finished devouring. “You think you know me?”
“What? Of course I do,” she whispered softly. I didn't like the way she gazed up at me with love in her eyes. Her love was a lie. Love was just that. A lie.
“You don’t fucking know me. You never did.”
She tried to lift up, but the belt wrapped around her neck and tied to the iron rails of her headboard stopped her movements.
“I watched him do this to her one night.”
“What?” I ignored the confusion in her eyes and continued.
“I wanted to see what it was he was doing to her. I wasn’t looking for pleasure. I was curious. Just me trying to be a good guy. I actually thought I might have been willing to protect her if need be because she couldn’t protect herself. But then she fucking took him. She actually decided to be with him—thinking he could and would change. He won’t. And she won’t realize it until it’s too late. She’s already trapped.”
“Keenan, please—”
“I always wondered what kind of desire he could get from someone he claimed to hate. Now I fucking know.”
“You hate me?”
“What I feel for you goes far beyond hate. I needed you, Shellie, and you turned your back on me just like she did.”
“I am not your mother, Keenan!”
“Oh, I know that. The difference between you and her was that I actually believed you loved me.”
“I do!” she cried out and struggled against her bonds.
“Then prove it.” I gritted my teeth in anger. My internal fight was threatening to surface. I needed to stay levelheaded.
“How?”
“Run away with me.”
“What?”
“You’re either going to run with me or run from me. Make your choice.”
“Keenan, I love you.”
Hope. That’s what I felt. I was glad I could still feel at all.
“So you’ll come with me then?”
That was until she took it away.
“No.”
Sneak Peek — Project: Killer, by J.L. Beck
COMING MAY 2015
Prologue
Killer