“There is a message for everything. From handwritten to verbal, seen and unseen. Messages exist all around us.”
But what if you don't see?
What if you don't understand?
What if, by ignoring the message, your life is never the same again?
Estelle Evermore morphed from nobody to somebody overnight.
Galloway Oak put his past behind him and endeavoured to make his fortune using his trade.
Multiple unseen messages.
From sky to island, they find neither fame nor skills can save them. Stripped from society and left alone to survive the elements, the very task of staying alive outweighs all other needs.
Until survival turns to desire.
And desire turns to danger.
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Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.
Her debut book Tears of Tess is followed by Quintessentially Q and Twisted Together. You didn’t think Q could stop so soon, did you? Her other two titles, Last Shadow and Broken Chance will be coming soon.
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The next night, I followed the sandy trail toward the shore in total darkness.
I needed to breathe. Just stare at the waves and demand answers they couldn’t give.
A ball of sorrow lodged in my throat. That ball of sadness was never far away—how could it when we were marooned and forced to shed the glamour and pampered ease of living in a city? How could it when I’d once again screwed up where Galloway was concerned?
No matter the accomplishment we’d achieved from shedding the glitz of modern conveniences and learning how to gather and create, hunt and prepare, it was nothing if I couldn’t balance happy relationships.
He hadn’t talked to me all day.
We’d gone about our tasks. We’d prepped and ate and swam and drank. And not one word. Even the children had been quiet, sensing something wasn’t quite right between us.
The icing-sugar sand slipped through my toes as I moved closer to the lapping sea. The world continued on, regardless of night and day, but there was a difference when darkness replaced sunshine. Things shed their harsh reality and became magical, mystical. The blue of the ocean became silver-black from the moon. The palm trees became ghostly sentries keeping us sheltered. And the universe as a whole cocooned us with galaxies we could only dream of visiting.
I peered into the gloom, looking for Galloway. After not talking to me all day, he hadn’t come to bed, working all hours to finish the house.
I wanted to chase after him and apologise. Finally come clean as to what terrified me and how refusing him carved pieces out of me until I was hollow with want.
But I didn’t.
Because my reasoning was weak and made no sense. He’d curse me for not telling him sooner and giving him the chance to solve the issue instead of hiding it from him.
Sitting on the sand, the cool dampness soaked through my shorts. I looked at the starry horizon.
“Am I going to die here?” My whisper kissed the moon. “Will I die and never see Madeline again? Will I forever be mother and protector to two children and never be allowed to submit to the man I’ve fallen in love with?”
I held my breath as my questions threaded with the wind, dispersing each vowel in different directions.
North, south, east, west.
No answer from the useless compass.
No extra splash from the waves or twinkle from the stars.