Isabelle has learned the hard way how hard life can be when fate isn’t by your side. It can hand you dreams on silver platters, but it can snatch them right back and hand you nightmares. One thing Isabelle knew for sure fate was consistent with was taking away everything she ever loved.
For the last two years Isabelle has been slowly clearing the clouds of her past. Happiness is finally on the horizon. She has a thriving business, great friends, and her life back. All she has to do is jump over the last hurdle…her ex-husband.
When problems start causing her to fear her new life, and memories that are better left forgotten start rushing to the surface the last thing she needs is a ghost from her past to come knocking on her door.
Axel never thought he would look into the eyes of Isabelle West again, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to now. He’s carried his anger for so long he isn’t sure he can just turn it off, but when he is faced with protecting her and an unexpected desire to have her again, life gets a little more complicated.
How will Axel and Isabelle deal when all their cards are put on the table and everything they thought was true blows up in their faces?
I don’t think anyone wakes up and says “Hey, today I think I will be weak, broken and completely fucked up!”
I certainly didn’t. I think I have worked hard to become who I am today.
“I don’t know what her reason is, but that’s just it for me. It’s better because ‘the someone’ doesn’t exist anymore. I get my kicks where I can.” I punctuate my seriousness with a stab towards them with the fry I’m munching on. “I’ve got chocolate, and chocolate induced satisfaction. I love chocolate. Might get messy sometimes but there is no drama.”
Dee is nodding her head enthusiastically now, “It’s true, and you should see our chocolate stash. We’re good for, at least, a solid year of orgasms. Who needs a boy when you have Hershey’s!” Greg smiles over at us, laughing right
“Oh really? So, you can see through fucking wood and steel now? I didn’t realize you picked up fucking super powers. Remind me next fucking time to just have you beam me the hell over, sure as fuck will save on the gas.”
Oops, guess I didn’t realize big bad protector Greg would be coming out to play.
“I know you felt it, baby. No way had something that fucking powerful skipped your attention. Hear me now, and understand me, we will talk but nothing you can say will change the fact that you and me are happening. I won’t let you go, Izzy. Never. You’re mine, you got that, Princess?”
“Even through the anger of losing you— I still knew you were my angel. My light.”
Oh my God. “I love you, Princess.”