Our demons have been let out to destroy us.
We're both drowning, barely holding on. The storm we're caught in was designed just to break us.
But I have become her comfort and she has become my anchor.
Standing together, we can conquer anything.
Join Jasmine and Angel as their story continues in this second installment in the Shattered Heart Series.
***WARNING:This novel is intended for mature readers only.
Novel contains a rape scene. While the content isn’t overly graphic to some, reader discretion is advised.***
Excerpt:
I genuinely wanted to know her though, as intimately as I
could outside of sex. I wanted to get inside her mentally and emotionally. I
wanted her to lay all her walls down and not hide anything from me. I wanted
the privilege to love all of her, even the ugly parts.
I was man enough to admit that it was a little unfair of me
to ask her to open up when I could barely let my guard down around her. I
wanted her to accept the man I was, to love all of who I was. I knew there
couldn’t be a chance for those things to ever happen until I took that risk
with her.
I watched as Jasmine anxiously shifted her weight from one
foot to the next before visibly trying to relax. She leaned against the
railing, crossing her arms, clearly waiting for me to continue.
I chuckled despite myself. I was surprised at how well she
held herself together tonight. She was amazing. No matter how hard I pushed,
she stood her ground and remained beside me, forcing me to accept the comfort
and support she was offering. She didn’t crack or fold under the pressure or
run in the other direction. Shit, if anything, she was ready to attack the
hurdle that was barreling straight towards me.
If I learned anything tonight, it showed me what a force
Jasmine would be by my side if I let her. But, tonight was just one night.
There would be others and some were guaranteed to be way worse than tonight.
Did Jasmine have the strength to do this all the time?
Loving a battered man wasn’t easy. Shit, this whole relationship wouldn’t be
easy with all our baggage. But we’d never know if we could survive it unless we
took that risk with each other.
I thought back to the conversation with John. He told me he
always knew Brooke was the one for him. He knew she would always accept him no
matter the circumstances. And he was right, given that she agreed to marry him
knowing the uphill battle they had.
I told John I was amazed she stood by him through it all.
His response was, ‘That’s what you do
when you love someone. You accept their baggage and deal with the shit life
throws at you along the way. You just learn to become a team and deal with it
together. That’s the only way you’re going to survive it.’
I wondered if we would ever be able to get to that level. In
such a short time we’ve come a long way, and in the same breath we’ve managed
to push ourselves backwards.
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