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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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Doing her best to stay afloat amidst the sh!t storm that has
become her life, Elle is hanging on by a thread. Between worrying about Fernie’s precarious future, an
incident with a Shemar Moore look-alike gone terribly wrong, and an inability to let go of her feelings for
J, Elle just can’t seem to get her head straight.
Deciding a change of atmosphere is what she needs, Elle
heads to Mexico to study abroad for a semester.
She has no idea that she is walking into an even worse
storm.
One that involves a pissed off MC President, a ruthless drug
cartel, and a man willing to die to have her light.
***This is the 2nd book in the series L&J – cannot
be read as a stand-alone***
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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.”
We lay on the floor, two damaged
bodies searching for the light. J pulled my head into his hands,
bringing us face to face. I could feel his breath against
my lips. “You were a comet that bust into my life out
of no where” he whispered. “I begged for you. On my knees in the dirt, I groveled to the sky to bring me light. And there you were, at Eight Oh </
span>Eight, staring up at me, even though I knew you couldn’t see
through the window. I saw you, though. Elle, I saw you
long before you saw me.”
“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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