I once heard of the theory that the simple flutter of a butterfly’s wings, a tiny perturbation, that merest whisper of movement in the air, could start the process of building something much bigger a tornado, devastating thousands. A long, soft breath escaped his parted lips, and a victorious smile tugged on his mouth. Watched his lips part as the sad creature withered and died in his palm. I watched as his gaze rolled back to the squirming wingless insect in his hand. When I asked him why, he turned his light gray eyes my way and said, “Because I want to watch it die.” The first time I met Heathan James he was picking the wings off a butterfly. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. With malice in their hearts and vengeance in their veins, they will seek out the ones who hurt and destroyed them.ĭark Contemporary Romance. Time has made Ellis a shell of her former self, a little girl lost in the vastness of her pain.Īs Heathan pulls Ellis out of her mental prison, reviving the essence of who she once was, down the rabbit hole they will go. Time has made Heathan’s soul darker, polluted with hatred and the thirst for blood. Back to seek revenge on those who wronged them. Back from a place from which he thought there was no return. Until they were ripped apart by the sick cruelty of others, separated for years, both locked in a perpetual hell.Įleven years later, Heathan is back for his girl. The pair forged an unlikely friendship, unique and strange.
Heathan was dark and brooding, and obsessed with watching things die. Ellis was loud and beautiful – all blond hair, bright laughs and smiles.
When Ellis Earnshaw and Heathan James met as children, they couldn’t have been more different.
0 kommentar(er)
