Series: Broken Rebel Brotherhood
Published by Self on 02/06/20
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I loved her for years but she never loved me back.
When she was taken, I snapped.
Now she’s back and not herself.
She’s an empty shell of the woman I knew.
But I still love her.
Her demons are many, and I want to slay every one.
Problem is, she thinks she’s too broken.
He never knew I loved him. I made sure of that.
Then I was taken and made unloveable.
My past hadn’t prepared me for the hell I was put through.
I’d wanted to die, but he wouldn’t let me.
No matter what I did, he made sure to save me.
He says he loves me and that he always will.
Problem is, I’m too broken to love him back.
The Broken Rebel Brotherhood series consists of three complete stories with guaranteed HEA’s. All three books can be read as a standalone. Each book contains subject matter that some may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.
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trying to remove it. Micah wouldn’t budge. “We’ll find her. You’ve gotta
frustrated breath. “But will it be alive or dead?”
going to bring her home.” Micah’s head twisted toward the kitchen as another
cry rang out. He turned back to me and squeezed my shoulder. “We won’t stop
until we do.” And then he was gone.
pausing at the door and taking in the sight of my family. No one acknowledged
my presence, and that suited me fine. Nell was putting some snacks out for
everyone. Micah and Sadie each held a baby, swaying to calm them. Doc and Aiden
sat at the bar shoveling food into their mouths as quickly as it hit the
apology, nor had I expected them to. I knew they weren’t angry with me for my
broodiness, and certainly, they had an idea of the cause. With our shared past,
most of us had PTSD, causing some off
days. Sure, I’d been cranky and anti-social more than usual, but they
understood why. Partially, anyway.
laughed, and ribbed each other. We talked about our time together in the Navy
Seals, regaling Sadie with more stories than she probably wanted to hear. It
all felt so…normal.
vibrated in my pocket. I ignored it, wanting to stay present in the moment.
When it vibrated again, and again, I gave in and took it out of my jeans. After
swiping my finger over the screen, I punched in the passcode, and my stomach
dropped as I read text messages from Jackson, the Sheriff.
Possible break in the case.
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