Tracing Scars - Brandy Hynes

\nLive. Leap. Pretend. Forget.\n \nDrowning in darkness. Sentenced to silence.\n \nFields and rain. Cathedral to cage.\n \nCrunch. Squeak. Blood.\n \n \n\n \nTY\n \nShe's my never. My fortress. My moon.\n \nRena Noire-the one I'm not allowed to touch.\n \nAs a Cabal leader with a sordid past, hell is all I've ever had to offer.\n \nSo, I've kept my distance from the menacing angel.\n \nBut the sand is blowing everywhere, the line growing fainter.\n \nAnd as danger closes in, all I see is her.\n \nMy forbidden. My compass. The forever I'll burn for.\n \nBut it all comes back to one wrong choice.\n \n \n\n \nRENA\n \nAs the youngest Noire sibling and heiress of our hospitality empire, I'm destined to be the heart, but never the head.\n \nA princess locked in a bell tower.\n \nThat would be fine if Tytan Reynolds would storm my castle, but he's determined to stay on his side of the moat.\n \nMy far-fetched fantasy and my brothers' friend.\n \nBut when my world topples upside down, I glimpse the heat in his gaze.\n \nI run. He chases.\n \nHe wants to shield. I belong to the dark.\n \nOnce we jump, the abyss with my tortured sailor is nothing like I expected.\n \nBound and gagged. Bullets of freedom. Time is ticking.\n \nNothing left to lose.\n \n \n\n \n \n\n \n \n\n