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Melted & Shattered (L & J #2)
By: Emily Eck
Publication Date: April 21, 2014
Genre: Romance/Trilogy
Cover Designer: Melody Simmons
Synopsis
Elle was never broken.
She wasn't shattered.
And she sure as hell never needed to be saved.
That is,
until she found out what the aftermath of love was capable of causing.</
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Excerpt
“I came here, baby, to tell you I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.”
He inhaled sharply, but said in an even voice. “And I can’t
lose you before the greatest fight I will ever wage.”</
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Redemption. Could I absolve him? I lay in a hospital bed for two weeks. All of it at his hands. I’d been marred, though </
span>the scar on my skin was not the worst damage. It was a reminder
of the scar I’d carried inside. Could he erase that scar?
Could he heal a wound one could not see?</
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There was silence, deafening silence. I tried to keep it together. I used every ounce of energy I had to keep the fire </
span>at a low flame, but it blazed through me. He would’ve shot my
kid, and I couldn’t let that happen. These kids, they’d
become my lifeline. My light.
“Without those kids, I’m just as dark as you.” I said emotionlessly, empty. These last few weeks of pretending during </
span>the day, only to come home and sob until sleep graced me was
maddening. “I’ve
got nothing left to give you, J. Nothing.”
I hung my head,
losing the fight with the tears that had been threatening to erupt since J arrived. “I can’t be your light, when I have none.”

“How could I love a killer?”
“How much pain was worth loving this man?
“Please, baby. Please. I need
you. I love you. I can’t go into this without knowing you’ll be here when I return.”
“Fuck, J. I don’t want you to
die.”
He pulled me to him, and I
inhaled his scent. I’d never be able to smell Acqua di mother fucking Gio again and not think of him. Today it was mixed with
the smell of exhaust, like he’d
been riding around all night. For what felt like the gazillionth time, I crumbled into his arms. How did two times come to be a number
exponentially higher?
“I don’t want to die, baby. I
want to fall asleep next to you. I want to wake up next to you.
I’m fighting this war for you. To be with you.” </
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Emily is a Midwestern Gal, but could be anywhere as you read this.
She gypsy's the country, as well as south of the border. Adventure feeds her soul, and offers great
writing material.
She loves kids and working with kids, but can only handle
caring for four-legged furry friends. A crazy dog and laid back cat have trained her to be their partner in
life.
Vices include Swedish Fish, ignoring chores in favor of
reading, and caring too much for people in her life. She chose to write this bio in third person as she is
an Aries, and found writing in first person ended up with her writing an excessively long life story. </
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Aries like to talk about themselves. It is something Emily is
working on being more mindful of.
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