Genre: New Adult/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 2, 2014
Synopsis
From the moment they meet, Duke is drawn to her, not only for her natural beauty and her stunning crystal blue eyes, but because he’s aware there’s more to this girl than just his alluring pull to her. He senses secrecy and fear.
Throughout the year, their bond grows stronger, and his feelings for her become undeniable. Just when he is about to express his love, tragedy strikes and Raya disappears.
For six years, Duke is tortured by his struggles, as he’s unable to find her and blames himself for failing to protect her. Until the day, she’s found, and he’s given a second chance. Will Duke become her beacon of hope and make her see that it’s the little things that make life worthwhile? Can Raya overcome her fears and fight against the terrors that haunt her? Or will her dark and torturous past be too much for her to battle against?
*Warning: This book contains some disturbing situations, strong language and sexual content. Suited for 18 years and over.
Excerpt
I hear a whisper come up from behind me, “So, how’s your first
party?” I know that voice anywhere. I turn around to find Duke smiling at me.
party?” I know that voice anywhere. I turn around to find Duke smiling at me.
“It’s great! I’m having so much fun!”
“I’m glad. You’ve danced with Taylor all night. Usually he doesn’t
dance at parties, so that was surprising.”
dance at parties, so that was surprising.”
I glance towards Taylor who’s across the room, talking to Adam.
“Oh well. He’s a good dance partner.”
“Oh well. He’s a good dance partner.”
“Wanna bet?” Duke grabs my hand and leads me onto the dance floor
just in time for a new song to start. The speakers start to play “Timber” by
Pitbull and the crowd goes wild as people begin to flood the dance area. My
heart literally stops beating and I swear I can’t even breathe, I’m so freaking
nervous. I notice that my hand fits so perfectly in Duke’s hand.
just in time for a new song to start. The speakers start to play “Timber” by
Pitbull and the crowd goes wild as people begin to flood the dance area. My
heart literally stops beating and I swear I can’t even breathe, I’m so freaking
nervous. I notice that my hand fits so perfectly in Duke’s hand.
The crowd is so packed together that Duke and I are forced to
dance closely; maybe a little too close. As the song starts, he sings the
lyrics and we begin to groove to the music.
dance closely; maybe a little too close. As the song starts, he sings the
lyrics and we begin to groove to the music.
I laugh out loud and raise my hands above my head and sing along
with him. The crowd is compact and everyone’s bodies continuously bump into one
another. Duke looks at me and places his hand on my lower back. A shocking jolt
of electricity flows through his touch and my eyes widen. He immediately
removes his hand from my back and instead keeps his hand by his side. I can
still feel the heat flow, where his hand was placed, and I miss it being there.
We continue dancing as I give him a reassuring smile. He winks and continues to
sing and twirls me around.
with him. The crowd is compact and everyone’s bodies continuously bump into one
another. Duke looks at me and places his hand on my lower back. A shocking jolt
of electricity flows through his touch and my eyes widen. He immediately
removes his hand from my back and instead keeps his hand by his side. I can
still feel the heat flow, where his hand was placed, and I miss it being there.
We continue dancing as I give him a reassuring smile. He winks and continues to
sing and twirls me around.
I bob my head to the beat and shake my body with every fiber I
have. As we dance together, I no longer pay attention to what’s around me. It’s
as if Duke and I are the only ones dancing and as I stare at him, I get lost in
the wonder of what could be. Someone from behind me pushes me forward and I
fall against Duke’s strong and broad chest as he catches me. We stare into each
other’s eyes for a brief moment before he breaks the contact and helps me stand
on my own.
have. As we dance together, I no longer pay attention to what’s around me. It’s
as if Duke and I are the only ones dancing and as I stare at him, I get lost in
the wonder of what could be. Someone from behind me pushes me forward and I
fall against Duke’s strong and broad chest as he catches me. We stare into each
other’s eyes for a brief moment before he breaks the contact and helps me stand
on my own.
“You alright?”
I laugh nervously, “Yea sorry. Just crowded, that’s all.”
The song ends and the crowd begins to clear leaving only a few
stragglers. Duke looks at his watch. “It’s getting late. We should get going.”
stragglers. Duke looks at his watch. “It’s getting late. We should get going.”
“Ok. I have to use the restroom first.”
After I use the restroom, Duke finds Melanie among the crowd and
we say our goodbyes. Taylor tells me he will call soon and he hugs me and
kisses me on the cheek. As we pull up to my driveway, Melanie asks, “So, was it
a night to remember?” I smile and catch Duke looking at me through the rearview
mirror, “Yes, yes it was.”
we say our goodbyes. Taylor tells me he will call soon and he hugs me and
kisses me on the cheek. As we pull up to my driveway, Melanie asks, “So, was it
a night to remember?” I smile and catch Duke looking at me through the rearview
mirror, “Yes, yes it was.”
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About the Author
Madison Street was born in New York City and was
raised in the Bronx, where she resided until she was 17 years old. After 9/11,
Madison joined the United States Navy to serve her country.
During the deployments, Madison constantly wrote
short stories and she discovered her passion for writing. You will find Madison
always on the computer, whether she's on Facebook, designing websites, messing
with Photoshop, or writing for her blog.
Besides writing, her second passion is music and
dance. Even though she's a terrible.
raised in the Bronx, where she resided until she was 17 years old. After 9/11,
Madison joined the United States Navy to serve her country.
During the deployments, Madison constantly wrote
short stories and she discovered her passion for writing. You will find Madison
always on the computer, whether she's on Facebook, designing websites, messing
with Photoshop, or writing for her blog.
Besides writing, her second passion is music and
dance. Even though she's a terrible.
Website:http://madisonstreet.me
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