🌟Beyond Redemption by Jesse Lorenzo🌟
★A gripping suspense that forces you to turn the page. Follow these characters on their journey through painful loss, dangerous escapes, revenge, and heart stopping romance★
Marked Series; Book 2
Published: February 29, 2016
Published by: Jesse Lorenzo
What happens when malicious acts change your path in destiny?
Giddeon Cane has become blinded by his obsessive need to find the twisted monsters who’ve destroyed his life, and exact his wrath.
An unexpected and devastating revelation throws him back into his painful past. Tormented by sins that can never be forgiven, he breaks down and comes face to face with an Angel.
Determined to pull Giddeon out of the darkness where he dwells, Eva fights to give him back his future, a future she desperately needs to be a part of.
Will Giddeon choose the revenge he’s fought so long for?
Or will he choose the Angel who seeks to redeem him?
PAGES ABOUND RECOMMENDS THIS READ!
GIDDEON MAY JUST BE MY FAORITE CHARACTER IN THIS SERIES. HE IS DANGEROUS, DARK, DAMAGED, AND MORE COMPLEX THAN WE FIRST KNEW. THIS IS THE ANTI-HERO YOU CAN’T HELP BUT WANT TO FOLLOW. BESIDES, THE DANGER HAS NOT SUBSIDED AND THE STAKES SEEM TO BE GETTING HIGHER FOR ELLORA! BUT, SHE IS NOT ALONE… THERE ARE TOO MANY WHO STILL STAND IN THE WAY OF THE MAN WHO WANTS IT ALL AND IT WILLING TO STOP AT NOTHING TO GET WHAT HE WANTS!
Behr rose to stand, the soft light from the lamp posts on the pier outside trickled through the window, illuminating beautifully around his immense and imposing frame. His keen eyes explored the exquisite beauty that lay sprawled out… waiting for him.
Clutching a fistful of fabric, Behr pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it aside. When his eyes found hers, he was astonished when longing burned hot and bright in Ellora’s eyes. She gazed up at him in the most intimate and vulnerable way, that expression nearly pushed him over the edge. He wanted her in the worst way.
Behr dragged his pants zipper down its track, letting them fall open in a painstakingly slow fashion, as if testing her level of comfortability, but succeeded only in heightening the tension. It hung thick and heavy in the air between them.
There he stood in all his glory, wearing nothing but the thin fabric of his boxer briefs, putting to shame any statue ever carved of the powerful Roman gladiators. Ellora’s heart pounded inside her chest in anticipation as the bed dipped under his impressive weight as he crawled his way over to her.
Hovering over his raven haired beauty, he carefully gauged her reaction to his close proximity. Seeing his hesitation, Ellora pulled him impossibly close, desperately needing to quench the overwhelming need to have his arms wrapped around her.
Behr ran his work-roughened hands up and down her quivering back, trying his best to sooth her. “I’m right ‘ere, love. Always right ‘ere by your side. Nothing can keep me from you. I’m yours for the night.”
Dalton waited until he was sure they were both completely asleep. He crept out of the shadows of his hiding place. He had been waiting there for the last few hours, watching, biding his time, to finally catch a moment alone with Ellora… waiting for the bastard to leave.
His intention was to act upon every fantasy he’s clung to since arriving in this town. Dreaming of doing exactly what that deplorable man was lucky enough to do right now. Dalton’s need to feel her soft body pressed against his, to savor her full lips, made his need to take her escalate to unbelievable heights.
His blind obsession with this girl clouded the reasonable side of his brain. Dalton had an overwhelming craving to slit the bastards throat while he slept for touching her, but the thought of staining her porcelain skin with his repulsive, filthy blood stopped him from going through with the task.
He would enact Behr’s inevitable downfall soon enough. He would come to Ellora on another night. the next time, he would definitely be alone with her. The smell of her delicate perfume beckoned to him, drawing Dalton closer to the Vulnerable young girl.
Dalton needed to taste her lips before he left. He needed this. Just one caress from her delicious mouth and he’d leave. The snake crawled out from the protection of the shadows and inched his way closer to her sleeping form. He stalked across the old wood surface until he hovered over her bed.
His sinister smile grew as he stared down at her tempting body. That smile faded when his eyes adjusted on the ingrate’s arm wrapped protectively around the woman who belonged to him. Dalton kneeled down, settling a mere inches from her face.
“Soon, my love. Soon I will feel the heat of your body wrapped tight around mine. Soon, you will be mine…”