Title: Shattered Love (Forever Us, #1)
Author: Nivia Borell
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 28, 2018
Synopsis
Bria du Mont and Damien du
Sky have been in love for as long as they can remember. Neighbors and
best friends since childhood, they planned to be together forever. That is until Damien seeks
to propose to Bria on her eighteenth birthday and finds her in bed with another man. Bria
has no memory of how she ended up in that situation, but Damien still
leaves her. Traumatized by his departure, she develops broken heart
syndrome
and becomes emotionally numb in her search for closure. Meanwhile, Damien drowns his pain in alcohol before becoming a ruthless CEO and a playboy who refuses to let himself love again. Prisoners
of their
past, Bria and Damien prove incapable of staying away from each other.
They dig deeper into the fateful night which tore them apart and uncover
secrets which will threaten all they know and challenge the meaning and
strength of true love.
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Excerpt
“I am done, Bria,” he says,
his bloodshot eyes sealed on mine, his voice cracking. He raises a hand
exposing the inside of his palm as I gawk at the fine and long lines
carving it. “I have to give you something. Here
is my bleeding heart. It has ceased beating in my chest, Bria. It’s
yours and always has been. Mend it or smash it!” His
words and torn expression snap something inside me, but before I sink
to the floor, he grabs me and scoops me
into his lap. Tears run down his pain-distorted face, and I can’t take
it any longer. I join him, and we weep in earnest for what feels like an
eternity. Then, with my head resting on his chest and his arms wrapped
around me, we sit here on the floor, an entangled
mess of broken hearts and bodies and sad sounds. I
feel a strong urge to caress him, but I halt my attempt to comfort him.
Maybe I am completely mad because I’ve always felt this aching need to
be there for him, to ease his pain.
I can’t rein in myself even after everything that’s happened. He’s the
one I can never turn away from, my other half. I feel truly possessed
and under the spell and power of something that, although it feels
foreign and distant, is still strong enough to make
me surrender my all to him. I am far from caring or cringe he will hurt
me anymore. I’ve been on the receiving end for a long time now, and it
has never deterred me from trying to mollify his pain. Yes, I suppose he
might show some sort of disturbed rejection
and hurl cruel words my way, but, as always, I will take it for what it
is—his particular coping mechanism.“How can you even touch me?” I
freeze with my hand midway in the air because the last time we were
together, he
said he despised and loathed me, so, of course, he will not like my
caress. Likely sensing my turmoil, he clasps my hand in his and trails
kisses down my wrist. His gesture has something reverent in it, and the
moisture he leaves on my hand mesmerizes me.
I can’t seem to peel my eyes away. “Bria, how
can you wish to touch and comfort me? How can you caress the same
person who caused you the most pain? Comfort the one person who’s not at
all worthy of it? How can you touch the same
person who said those horrible things to you back then, terrible lies
out of the mouth of a complete sinner?” I just
stare at him in disbelief, and a fine line spreads on his forehead.
Maybe I’m already dead and haven’t noticed it.
Perhaps I took too many aspirin with too much wine. I look at the
aspirin foil. It is intact. My body trembles with Damien’s closeness,
but my mind is far away. He snatches the packet from my hand, and his
brows snaps together. “What
the fuck are these, Bria? What are these pills?” He shakes me, but I
still can’t utter any words. “Answer me, Bria, or I’ll force you to
retch! Do you really enjoy making me lose my damn mind? I am on the
brink of my sanity here, and you are not helping.” The
force of his voice rattles the walls. Is he for real? I manage to find a few words. “It’s aspirin. I have a headache,” I lie. “Stop deceiving me, Bria. It kills me how easily you can lie while looking me straight in my face.” He
clenches my upper arms, and I tilt my head up. “When
did it become so effortless for you, my sweet baby? Can you remember
the day I told you I wanted to corrupt your innocence but hoped it would
still be there shining in your hazel
eyes? What have I done?”
About The Author
Drenching blank sheets in feelings. Nivia
Borell is a contemporary romance author, voracious reader, nature
lover, star gazer, day dreamer. She spends her nights deciding between
getting up
to write, and staying in bed and forgetting the assault of her
characters on her sleep (the battle is never ending). She has a weakness
for tormented characters, second chances, and happy endings. While writing is her biggest passion,
her husband, family, and books are her greatest loves. For updates, news, and releases be sure to visit Nivia’s official website at www. niviaborell.com. She loves hearing and connecting with her readers.
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