Size: 5.50 x 8.00 in
“Your life can change in an instant”~ Madden
I never thought a night out could change everything. All I wanted was to dance, drink, maybe take a cute guy home for a night of fun. I met the guy, but the night ended as a nightmare. Screams, and blood, and tragedy haunt my dreams. I'm alive and I owe it all to the gorgeous marine who refused to leave me for dead. But how can I start a new relationship when I'm not even sure who I am anymore?
“I'll always save you” ~Thane
After a long work week all I wanted was to let my hair down and to meet a nice guy. When I laid eyes on the gorgeous, tattooed man at the bar, I had to have him. I never would have thought the night could end in such horror. I saved his life, and I swear I'll save him as many times as I have to. Even if it means saving him from himself.
**This is the first book in the Heathens Ink series in which every book can be read as a stand alone.
CAUTION: this book is recommended for readers 18+ and does contain one scene of graphic violence that may disturb some readers.
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Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Hurt / Comfort
Word Count: 55000
Setting: Seattle, WA U.S.A.
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
I wake up in a cozy cocoon of sleepy happiness. I haven’t slept that well in weeks. I’m guessing I owe the good night sleep and full body satisfaction to the phenomenal orgasm. Although, the gorgeous man pressed up against my back might have something to do with it, too. Thane’s nose nuzzles against the back of my neck and he lets out a contented sigh and starts to trace little circles on my hipbone with his thumb.
“Morning,” I murmur, unwilling to even roll over and ruin this perfect moment.
“Mmmm, good morning,” Thane hums, trailing gentle kisses along my shoulder. At least there’s no morning after awkwardness. However, I’m loath to have the ‘what does this mean’ talk. Maybe we can put it off for a little while.
“Will I be showing my hand too much if I ask what last night means?”READ MORE
I let out a sigh and force myself to wriggle out of his grasp enough to roll over and face him. I wince as I shuffle around in the bed, putting too much weight briefly on my bad leg. Once I’m settled I lay my head back on the pillow and take a moment to get lost in Thane’s soulful brown eyes.
“I like you a lot,” I start and Thane frowns. “No pouty faces. It’s not a brush off, I’m stating a fact. I like you a lot.”
Thane relaxes a fraction and brings his hand up to cup my jaw, running a thumb through my morning stubble.
“I like you a lot too, Madden.”
Now comes the hard part.
“If this were any other circumstances you’d have to have me surgically removed in order to get rid of me. I’d be pulling out all the stops to make you my boyfriend.”
“But…?” Thane’s expression returns to wariness.
“My head isn’t on straight right now. I’m afraid that if we start something right now it’ll be doomed before we even start.”
Thane sighs and his eyes fill with a sad resignation.