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When I was nineteen years old, I lived for sex, drugs and a
good party. I had it all - good looks, a fast car and a hot girlfriend. Nothing
in life was more important.
That was, until I met Ellison James….
Since the moment I first saw her she was a raging bull; tackling me in the mud and throwing out insults as fast as her tongue could form the sound.
She was snarky
She was rude
And she pissed me off like no other woman could.
I lived beside her for a summer and in the three months that I walked by her side...
She opened my eyes
She changed my life
And she made me a better man
That was, until I met Ellison James….
Since the moment I first saw her she was a raging bull; tackling me in the mud and throwing out insults as fast as her tongue could form the sound.
She was snarky
She was rude
And she pissed me off like no other woman could.
I lived beside her for a summer and in the three months that I walked by her side...
She opened my eyes
She changed my life
And she made me a better man
Excerpt
#1:
“Why do you keep chasing after me, Hunter?” I could tell how raw her throat must have
been by the scratch in her voice. I was
thrown off by her question and it took me a minute to formulate a response.
I didn’t answer her immediately because I felt like
everything, all the times we’d spent together, all the smiles we’d shared and
the tears that had fallen, and all the years I wanted to share those types of
moments with her in the future hinged on my response. Why did I keep chasing after her? To most, she was just another girl in small
town who was struggling like the rest of us in an attempt to find a place where
she belonged in this world. Most of
those people weren’t lucky enough to know her like I’d known her – they hadn’t
talked to her, hadn’t been shown the depths that existed within her. Much like the moon and stars that hung above
us tonight, Ellison was a light that wasn’t easily contained. She burned bright enough to break through the
dense fog I’d walked in my entire life.
Because of her, I’d opened my eyes when I hadn’t even been aware they’d
been closed – and for that, I’d chase her forever.
Clearing my throat, I reached up and pulled her hand from my
cheek when I turned to look her in the eyes.
Speaking quietly, I confessed, “Because you are a dream and
someone once told me that if I had a dream, I should chase it.” It was a simple explanation, but somehow I
knew Ellison would understand the honest weight of what I’d said.
Her eyes blinked slowly as she studied my face and as usual,
she did something unexpected. She
laughed. The corners of my lips turned
up when I tried to suppress my grin. Her
laughter sounded fragile, as if something so tiny could come along and break it
apart - but it was there and my heart raced against my chest to hear it.
“That is probably the strangest thing I’ve heard you say
yet.”
Excerpt
#2:
Those must have been fighting words, because the next thing
she did was slam her hands against me with such force it almost knocked the air
out of my chest. I tried to hold on, but
when she took both my nipples between her fingers and twisted, I released her
in response to the pain.
“Fuck! Ellison, that
shit hurt!”
“I know it did, that’s why I did it. And you can expect that reaction from me every
time you think you’re going to overpower and force me to stay still when I
don’t want to!”
“Well, then fine!” I
shoved my chest out at her and held my arms out to my sides. “Go ahead and rip them off then, El, because
you can expect that I’m going to hold you every day until you stop breathing!”
She looked at me like I was nuts. Her voice was a whisper when she asked, “Why
can’t you just go home?”
We stood staring at each other for a few seconds. It was eerily quiet where we stood, almost as
if the birds and bugs had stopped to watch, curious to find out what would
happen between us.
We locked eyes and I walked up to her. Grabbing her by her chin, I tilted her angry
face up in my direction and held on when she tried to pull away.
“I am home. Why can’t
you just accept it?”
Author Bio:
M.S. Willis
is a romance novelist whose debut novel, Control, was released in 2013.
Although currently writing in the romance genre, Willis has plans to expand her
literary pursuits into multiple genres and has no fear conquering difficult subject
matters in her writing. Willis is a native Floridian who is also a
photographer and musician. When not absorbing herself in written, visual
or musical expression, Willis is an adrenaline junkie, a ‘closet’ video game
enthusiast, and an avid outdoors person and nature lover.
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