Ream, the lead guitarist of the rock band Tear Asunder, deserves a gold medal for best dick move ever when he ran the moment he discovered my secret after two days of hot sex. Then he brought some chick to my coming home from the hospital party - after being shot. I hate him. Until...
"ream ! kat ! omg"
Love is like an avalanche. It hits hard, fast, and without mercy. At least it did for me when Sculpt, the lead singer of the rock band Tear Asunder, knocked me off my feet - literally. Because he's also a fighter, illegally of course, and he taught me how to fight. He also taught me how to love, and I fell hard for him. I mean, the guy could do sweet when he wasn't doing bossy, and I like sweet. Then it all shattered. Kidnapped. Starved. Beaten. I was alone and fighting to survive. When I heard Sculpt's voice, I thought he was there to save me. I was wrong.
"Not A Romance"
What started out as a deal quickly became a friendship that conquered monsters. I killed, but I escaped hell. Emotionless. Disconnected. Cold. A mannequin. It's what I'd become in order to survive the years held in captivity. I was able to endure the abuse and devastating loss as long as I remained detached. But he wouldn't let me. Crisis, the bass guitarist in my brother's rock band, Tear Asunder. He's cocky, rude, a total man-whore.
In order to convince Sculpt to give me self-defense lessons, I had to follow his one rule: no complaining, or he'd walk. I didn't think it would be a problem. I could handle a few bruises. What I hadn't anticipated was landing on my back with Sculpt on top of me and my entire body burning up for him.
"ohhh i love this novella"
I lie to survive. Have since I was 16 and my world fell into chaos. But I found a way to endure, or rather it found me. Now I'm a prisoner of my own doing, hiding behind a false mask so no one sees the truth. Not even the man I want but can't have - Deck. But I messed up and the lies are spilling over, out of control.
"Perfect Chaos is the Perfect title for this book"