Independently Published
Rowan: (Brighton Bad Boys 2)
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9798667875543
ISBN13:
9798667875543
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$15.78
Rowan: (Brighton Bad Boys 2)
$15.78
An underground fighter with a killer reputation in search of redemption. The only things standing in his way? The sexy nurse who is supposed to help him rehab and the forbidden lust between them. Oh, and maybe a murder or two. Rowan
When you've been to hell and back ─ and I don't just mean the outer rings of hell, I mean the ring right at the centre of Hades, where gladiators like me fight for the entertainment of today's Caesars and Caesarias ─ you come back a monster or a broken man. If you come back at all.
I'm neither. I don't know what I am. I know I'm an addict. I know I'm a killer. I know I've been running from myself since I was twelve years old and that at every turn since I've made lousy decisions. Time to face myself in the mirror.
So I'm taking a trip to the peninsula of Purbeck, a beautiful nature reserve on the south coast of England, to enter rehab.
Can you rehabilitate a killer?
Can you rehabilitate a broken beast?
I doubt it, but at least I'm willing to try.
The last thing I expected was to meet a soul as tortured as me, a woman whose eyes tell me she's seen it, the ugliness of life. And she can deal. She won't look away. She is competence in a fifties retro package with fishnets and combat boots. She's my nurse.
And totally off limits. Raven
I came out to meet the guy because he took longer than is normal. I thought he might have gotten lost. Though that's pretty hard when going in a straight line down what was once the only road in a village.
But it's a rehab clinic. Folk are kinda lost by definition when they get here.
So I came to see what was taking him so long and found him going down on the water fountain. I mean, seriously, the way he hulked over it, half his face under the stream, his tongue lapping at the water, was obscene, feral.
So my smart mouth decided to make a comment. A wholly unprofessional comment, and now I'm standing here, mesmerised. Like Mowgli meeting Kaa. 'Cause he's staring me down like a pro. I can't look away from his eyes.
They are huge, a deep, warm brown and they tell me stories too close for comfort.
This is a guy who gets it. Life. The ugliness. The bits where other people play three monkeys. He sees them. He sees me. And I see him.
But he's a client and that's where the story ends.
It's my last intake of guests. In a month from now my year in the British Isles is over, I'll hand over my job to a local, and I'll be going home to America. And I'm not getting fired in the meantime because of a 'connection' to some sexy giant with muscle for miles. 'Connections' are a myth. And a myth is not worth getting fired over.
But what if there is more than a connection? What if there is actual healing? Rowan is the second volume in the Brighton Bad Boys series but can be enjoyed as a standalone. You'll get a fuller picture and more of the nuances if you read 'Silas' first but it's not a necessity. The Brighton Bad Boys Series is intended for mature readers over 18 years of age only.
When you've been to hell and back ─ and I don't just mean the outer rings of hell, I mean the ring right at the centre of Hades, where gladiators like me fight for the entertainment of today's Caesars and Caesarias ─ you come back a monster or a broken man. If you come back at all.
I'm neither. I don't know what I am. I know I'm an addict. I know I'm a killer. I know I've been running from myself since I was twelve years old and that at every turn since I've made lousy decisions. Time to face myself in the mirror.
So I'm taking a trip to the peninsula of Purbeck, a beautiful nature reserve on the south coast of England, to enter rehab.
Can you rehabilitate a killer?
Can you rehabilitate a broken beast?
I doubt it, but at least I'm willing to try.
The last thing I expected was to meet a soul as tortured as me, a woman whose eyes tell me she's seen it, the ugliness of life. And she can deal. She won't look away. She is competence in a fifties retro package with fishnets and combat boots. She's my nurse.
And totally off limits. Raven
I came out to meet the guy because he took longer than is normal. I thought he might have gotten lost. Though that's pretty hard when going in a straight line down what was once the only road in a village.
But it's a rehab clinic. Folk are kinda lost by definition when they get here.
So I came to see what was taking him so long and found him going down on the water fountain. I mean, seriously, the way he hulked over it, half his face under the stream, his tongue lapping at the water, was obscene, feral.
So my smart mouth decided to make a comment. A wholly unprofessional comment, and now I'm standing here, mesmerised. Like Mowgli meeting Kaa. 'Cause he's staring me down like a pro. I can't look away from his eyes.
They are huge, a deep, warm brown and they tell me stories too close for comfort.
This is a guy who gets it. Life. The ugliness. The bits where other people play three monkeys. He sees them. He sees me. And I see him.
But he's a client and that's where the story ends.
It's my last intake of guests. In a month from now my year in the British Isles is over, I'll hand over my job to a local, and I'll be going home to America. And I'm not getting fired in the meantime because of a 'connection' to some sexy giant with muscle for miles. 'Connections' are a myth. And a myth is not worth getting fired over.
But what if there is more than a connection? What if there is actual healing? Rowan is the second volume in the Brighton Bad Boys series but can be enjoyed as a standalone. You'll get a fuller picture and more of the nuances if you read 'Silas' first but it's not a necessity. The Brighton Bad Boys Series is intended for mature readers over 18 years of age only.
| Author: Tilly Delane |
| Publisher: Independently Published |
| Publication Date: 44039 |
| Number of Pages: 240 pages |
| Binding: Fiction |
| ISBN-10: |
| ISBN-13: 9798667875543 |
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