Burning Ember

This story isn’t for the faint-hearted—or for anyone who thinks they’ll simply read a few chapters and go to bed. It’s an up-all-night, soul-searing ride of sin and salvation. A brazenly sexy tale of a sinner and a saint who must fight through hell to claim each other. This book explores dark themes. Please heed the trigger warnings before reading. Your mental health matters. They warned me that the very sight of me would incite a side of Maverick I would want to flee in fear of. But I had no place else to go. My only option was to brave his wrath to survive. His darkness reaches into me, pulling at something raw, something I don’t understand. With every word he slays me, his every touch burns along my skin. He breaks down my walls, igniting my fiery temper all the while laying bare desires I was never meant to feel, much less act on. Beneath the fire and fury, I glimpse the cracks in his armor and the man he’s desperately trying to hide. But the longer I stay, the harder it is to tell where my survival ends and his begins. To want him is to risk everything—to give him my heart is to risk the last thing I’m holding on to with a deadly grip: my life. The only way to survive may be to surrender to the fire, let it consume me, and pray I come out the other side.