Congratulations on the new release Ayden! Buy your copy today because 50% of release day proceeds go to the National Domestic Violence Hotline!
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Pages: 329
50% of release day proceeds from All
Falls Down will go to the National Domestic Violence Hotline (NDVH), a
24/7 toll-free hotline connecting domestic abuse victims with services and
support all across the United States, in honor of Cassie M. Combs.
Summary:
When Savannah Martin walks in on her abusive
boyfriend and her best friend in bed together, she thinks life can't possibly
get any worse. And then she wakes up in a hospital in Italy, scared and alone.
With nowhere left to go, Savannah runs to the family who took her in when her
mother abandoned her as a teenager.
But things aren't as simple as they were
then.
For starters, two years of constant emotional
and verbal abuse has broken Savannah in ways she's not sure can be repaired.
And patriarch Matthew Talbot has been murdered, leaving his eldest daughter,
Lexi, in charge of a global non-profit and her younger sisters.
Jared Corbit, Lexi's gorgeous boyfriend, is
the only thing standing between her and whoever murdered her father. That
doesn't stop Savannah from falling in love with him. She knows it's wrong, but
she just can't stay away from him when he makes he feel like no one else ever
has before.
Finding out his relationship with Lexi is a
ruse should make things easier, but when the truth is finally revealed,
Savannah's fragile world threatens to fall apart. There's a murderer on the
loose, and he's gunning for the only family she has. To save their lives, she
and Jared will be forced to make a decision that just might destroy her
completely.
How is she supposed to let the man she loves
be with another woman?
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Excerpt:
"Savannah,
wait," Jared calls, grabbing my arm when I fling the front door open and
step out. He pulls the door closed behind us before releasing me.
I immediately
start walking again. My heart races and my left eye does that twitching thing
it does when I'm about to cry. I just want to be away from him, away from me,
away from wanting things I have no right to want from him.
He doesn't take
the hint though and jogs down the steps after me.
"Jared,
please," I whisper when he catches up to me. The wind is blowing hard,
another storm moving in. I wish it would just blow me away. I could live in Oz
with Dorothy and Toto. Adventures. Munchkins. Yeah, I could do that. "Let me
go. Please, just let me go."
I'm not sure if
I'm pleading with Jared or if I'm begging God to sweep me away with the wind,
but neither listens to me.
"Savannah,
stop," Jared says, grabbing my arm again.
I jerk to a stop,
flinching away from him and the shock of his skin on mine. He takes my reaction
for fear and immediately lets me go. Regret and guilt dance through his
expression, wrecking me.
Tears start
trickling down my cheeks.
I'm so tired.
I'm tired of
barely sleeping.
I'm tired of
avoiding him.
I'm tired of
feeling guilty.
I'm just tired.
"Savannah,"
he breathes, his eyes widening when he notices my tears. He lifts his hand and
it hovers in the air between us as if he can't decide if he should touch me
again or not.
I sniffle.
He reaches out and
grabs me instantly, pulling me in to him. And I go. Willingly.
My head nestles
into the hard warmth of his chest. He wraps his arms around me, his head
settling atop mine. For a minute, everything is perfect. All the guilt and
doubts and self-loathing vanish, and it's just me and him. We both sigh in
relief, in regret… and then I start crying in earnest.
"Shh,
beautiful girl," he croons, running his hands up and down my back.
His touch is gentle,
soothing, complete perfection. And so wrong.
Everything is just
so wrong with this.
"Let me
go," I cry and try to push away from him.
He shushes me
again, refusing to let me pull away.
It doesn't scare
me, but I fight harder.
I can't do this
with him. I can't.
"You're
okay," he soothes and I realize that I'm saying it out loud. Crying over
and over again that I can't do this.
A sob catches in
my throat and I slump against him, defeated.
"You're
okay," he says again, rocking us back and forth.
For just a minute,
I let myself believe him. I sink into his embrace. His warmth surrounds me. His
heart hammers against mine. He smells so good, and I feel so safe, so secure.
"Why does
this feel so right?"
I'm not sure if
I'm even meant to hear his question, but I do. And I have no answer.
For just a minute,
I don't want one. I just want… him.
Oh God, what am I doing?
About the Author:
Ayden lives in the heart of Arkansas with her
childhood sweetheart and husband of ten years, and their five furry minions.
When not writing, she spends her time hiking, reading, volunteering, causing
mischief, and building a Spork army. Ayden graduated summa cum laude with her
Bachelor of Science degree in Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology in 2009
before going on to complete her graduate degree in CJ and Law. She currently
puts her education to use in the social services field.
Ayden also writes Young and New Adult fiction under the penname A.K. Morgen.
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