Wroth
The marines took me from a Tennessee farm boy and turned me into a hard man. Between the things I’d seen during my tour of duty and the things I’d done during my years as a member of OtherWorld, nothing could faze me. Nothing.
Except for the one thing I cannot have–HER.
She’s too innocent, too damn perfect. And me? I’m not good enough for that girl. She deserves better, someone who would spend their life cherishing her–not breaking her heart.
Marissa
I’ve always been protected by the men in my life. My brother and, of course, Wroth Niall.
I’m a survivor. If cancer couldn’t take me out, nothing could.
Except for not having–HIM.
All I’ve ever wanted was for him to look at me and see that I wasn’t a fragile piece of porcelain that would break if he touched me. What I got was a lot more…but nowhere close to enough.
Sometimes life gives us second chances. Mine is on a tour bus, one I can only hope doesn’t crash and burn.