The man who saved her is also the man who destroyed her… or is he?
Seven years ago, I decided I wanted to be a fighter. Marcus Roma showed me how.
Six years ago, my parents died in a car accident. Marcus Roma picked me up off the ground and held me until I could stand on my own two feet.
Five years ago, I fell in love with him.
And then Marcus Roma disappeared. No warning. No explanation. Just gone.
Yesterday, he came back.
And now I have to decide who’s telling the truth, and who’s lying. Who wants something from me, and who wants…
If I guess wrong, I could lose everything. I need to think clearly. But Marcus makes that impossible. Marcus makes me weak. Marcus makes me want, in a way I’ve never felt before.
Marcus Roma will make me fall. The only question is—will he be there to catch me this time?
I am so angry I can barely see, and I want him so badly it actually, physically hurts. Like the absence of him inside me aches.
I’m pulling at his shirt now, twisting it, and Marcus’s fingers are digging into my waist, pushing under the waistband of my shorts, almost like they have a mind of their own. They must, because Marcus himself is rock solid and rigid, his body riddled with tension, his muscles working with restraint.
“Lo,” he whispers, shaking his head.
“I don’t want to have to think about this anymore,” I say. “Please just help me to feel something else. Please.”
His thumb sweeps along the inside of my waistband, coming around the front, dipping low so that I shudder, even while the muscles in his shoulders pop and it looks like he’s struggling.
I want to scream.
I rip at his shirt; I go for the buttons on his jeans. I say, “I don’t want to be scared of being broken forever because you fucking broke me…”
I think he’s about to snap and finally take me when his hands move, lightning fast, and grab mine, pinning them to the table. Marcus is breathing heavy, his whole body hard and alive and pulsing between my legs as I sit on this stupid table, and when he looks at me, it’s with a fierce hunger.
“Not until you tell the truth,” he says. “Not until you say why.”
I know exactly what he means. He can still see through me.
“Because I hate that it’s you that does this to me,” I say. “Why does it have to be you? I hate that it’s you that makes me feel this. I hate you, Marcus, because I…”
Because I love him. But I can’t say it.
He’s leaning into me now, his head close to mine. He’s smelling me. I can feel his lips move along my jaw, my ear, my neck…
“Please don’t make me say the rest,” I say. “You already know the truth, you bastard.”
One hand moves to the back of my head, the other to my hip, and I can already feel the complete control he has over my body. Like he’s just deciding. Feeling it out, the way he does.
I hate him so much for making me love him.
“Marcus, I need you to—”
He doesn’t let me finish. With a growl, he threads his fingers through my hair and pulls my head back, his face hovering just above mine. For a beat his eyes pierce mine and I see what I feel echoed there: a wild need, a fierce, burning fever, the desperation of needing someone you can’t have.
And then when it happens, it happens all at once: his mouth crushing mine, his hand pushing into my shorts, beneath my underwear, his fingers sliding between my wet folds, and then his hand gripping me there. He stops for a moment, as though just wanting to establish ownership, and his tongue parts my lips savagely. I moan into his mouth and grapple at his shoulders, trying to get him to move, to just do it already, because I feel like I might burst, but he’s the one in control, and that drives me even higher. His other hand tightens its grip on my hair, and he takes what he wants, kissing me deeply until I yield to it, until I’m not thinking about anything at all.
Assuming you have read the synopsis and the excerpt above, you are now just as intrigued as I was to read about the story of Marcus and Harlow.
From the first chapter this book has my attention. It literally just jumps right into the story. I liked how the author chose to lay out her storyline by jumping from present to past to tell the whole story. We start off in the present, and she will flash to different memories so the readers can get the whole idea behind Marcus and Harlow’s history together. And what a history they share.
The writing is all so detailed; nothing is left out; no stone left unturned. You know exactly what Marcus and Harlow are feeling because the author does a wonderful job putting you right there. Just in the first couple of chapters, I was already connected to Marcus and Harlow. I already knew the strong bond they shared; I already knew the hurt, no, I already FELT the hurt, the betrayal. I am being technical, but it must be said, one reason I truly enjoyed this book was based on writing alone. The author narrates in the majority of this book, but I have to say, she really puts you in the characters head. I was just as torn up as Harlow and Marcus were as I read.
Dual POVs worked very well in this book. Usually with Dual POVs, I feel like everything is told, and you have nothing new to learn. Well, especially when reading Marcus’ POV, he keeps his lies under raps. MEN!! Always keeping the good stuff to themselves. Speaking of men, let’s talk about this man, Marcus Roma.
Even his name is flipping sexy. Marcus Roma. Always roaming around in a freaking HOT suit. Damn hot men! For the past 5 years Marcus has lived with regret because once upon a time Marcus met Harlow Chase and fell in love with Harlow Chase. And they literally went through hell together. Harlow’s parents died, and Marcus was there to pick up the pieces. Marcus’ father died, and Harlow was there to pick up the pieces. They shared a bond like no other.
Their relationship was just absolutely beautiful.
Then POOF!! Marcus leaves her. Just leaves town with no explanation, no honey I love you, no Harlow, I need to move on with my life, nothing! And what the heck do you think this does to Harlow?? Breaks her the fuck apart!! She has nobody. And she is left with the responsibility of caring for her little brother Dill. Marcus was her world and you just up and leave her like that????
Now, Marcus works for Alex Wolfe. (Even the name sounds intimidating. And intimidating he is). After 5 years of being away, he’s returned to Harlow’s home town. Why? What are his intentions??? Does he want her back? Or does this have to do with the shady dealings of Alex Wolfe. YES and YES!!
But how can Marcus separate the two?? All he wants is his Lo back. He has this NEED to protect her. But Lo is devastated, and HATES him, LOVES him. NO Hates him! This chick is so torn! My head was spinning just listening to her back and forth! Marcus is determined though.
“Five years away from Harlow and working for Alex Wolfe has turned me into a ruthless son of a bitch. I will do anything to get what I want. And this ruthless son of a bitch wants Harlow Chase.”
But Harlow is guarded. She should be. I don’t care how much this man says he loves you. Actions speak louder than words. And he left you!!!!
“Marcus helped to shape who I was even before my world ended. He was always destined to ruin me. Fate just helped him to do it quicker.”
Harlow, girl you are killing me. Truthfully, they are both killing me.
The storyline gets angsty. At one point I read 2 chapters so fast, I recall finally letting my breath out. Had one of those moments where I actually yelled out, OMG WHAT??? Then looked around to have the whole bus stare at me. Oops! Sorry, just reading. All can go back to sleep now!
They still are in love, deeply, but Marcus has sooo many secrets, and lies he can’t reveal. I want to shake him!! And say, “Wake the hell up Marcus!!” But its just not that easy. Their lives are so complicated. Marcus’ life is complicated.
“Why can’t you believe me when I say I’ll tell you as soon as I can? That the reason I can’t is because I fucking love you?”
I love how he loves her!
Just scroll down and click purchase. Their love is strong, but there are just so many other factors that will tear them apart . Will they survive this??
I will leave you with Marcus Roma.
“You, Harlow, you’re everything…You are my everything. You’re the reason I learned how to laugh. You’re the reason I learned how to be strong. You’re the reason I learned how to be good. I am who I am because I found you. Because you let me love you.”
About the Author
I love to tell stories. I especially love romance, only with all the good and sexy parts left in, and sometimes with a little kink, too. I cry at the dumbest commercials, I hide behind the nearest person during scary movies (and then make them tell me what’s going on), and I spend way too much money sending my friends gag gifts. (Amazon Prime free shipping is a dangerous, dangerous thing.)
So aside from feeling compelled to sit at my computer and make stuff up all day, I’m an otherwise normal gal navigating life, family, love and the rest. I am also a voracious, omnivorous reader, a disastrous cook (recipes are at best just suggestions), and the human who belongs to two bat%$&! insane cats.
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