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BITTER RAPTURE

So the turmoil I’ve been feeling I’ve channeled it somewhat…fans of And So She Waited I present to you this beautiful disaster…please feel free to share and download the PDF file…it’s a prelude short before the events of And So She Waited…just little inner monologues from some of the characters…an inner working if you will…thanks to my baby mama (Lark from Wycked Ink) for the hauntingly perfectly beautiful cover…BITTER RAPTURE!

DISCLAIMER: This is just a little something I did to clear my head…it probably has a few (a lot!) of mistakes but it was just something I wrote and wanted to share with you off the cuff on my blog…If you enjoyed this Bitter Rapture teaser and want to find out what happens to Raven, Remy, and Matthew in And So She Waited (it’s edited I promise!) you can find the links at the end of the short!
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EXCERPT REVEAL & SALE
TITLE: AND SO SHE WAITED
AUTHOR: Shakuita Johnson
SYNOPSIS:
**Mature audiences only 18+…contains darker elements and no
HEAs**
This is not a story about love, but a story about how love can
consume you. Heart, body, and soul. A story of loving someone so much that the
love you feel harms you.
Have you ever loved someone so much, that before you realized
it, they owned half of your soul?
Raven Sinclair’s first love had always been ballet until she met
Remy Peters. She fell hard and she fell fast and never looked back. He was
everything she always believed she wanted but he had other plans.
Remy Peters didn’t believe in love and he wasn’t looking for it.
He just wanted to have a good time in between classes and swim team. He’s been
seeing Raven for over a year and a half and he’s not sure how it’s lasted this
long. It’s not like he’s made any commitments but when he stumbles on the
prettiest girl he’s ever seen, he knows it’s time to let Raven go.
Matthew Masterson has loved Raven since he first saw her in
ballet class when they were five. They have been best friends ever since and
he’s not content to stay there. He sees Remy for who he really is and wastes no
time in telling Raven every chance he gets but is Raven his happy ever after or
does fate have other plans?
Love, lies, and obsession…three lives bound by twisted desires
for what they can’t have.
EXCERPT:
Remy Peters felt her arms wrap tightly around him, and a playful
nip on his shoulder. He smiled to himself but made no indication that he was
awake. A cute little growl sounded behind him and he could no longer hold in
his laughter.
“You think you’re so cute, dontcha, Remy
Peters?” Casey Summers scolded.
Casey was a gorgeous little blonde with bright
blue-green eyes. She was petite and extremely laid back. She knew what the
score was and didn’t mind Remy being himself. She also didn’t try to make him
do any more than he wanted to. She never asked him to commit, and didn’t hound
him. Just the way he liked it.
His laughing ended when he heard his phone
chirp from the nightstand. That sobered him right up. Raven. It couldn’t
have been anyone but her. It had always been her, for the last year and
a half now. He sighed and snatched the phone. He didn’t know what her deal was.
They just hung out from time to time. Nothing more. At least he hadn’t led her
to believe that there was anything more than when he had time to stop by.
Morning babe. Have a great day! XOXO Miss you…
“Let me guess. It’s Raven,” Casey said.
“Why don’t you just tell her the truth?”
“There’s nothing to tell. She’s not my
girlfriend,” Remy said.
“It’s been a year and a half. Either just
be with her or let her go. Stop jerking her chain.”
“Oh, you’re concerned now? Doesn’t stop
you from coming over, so mind your own business.”
“Whatever, I’m going to shower.
Asshole.”
Remy didn’t need a damn lecture. He hadn’t
made any commitments. He was a free bird.
Ding.
He picked up the phone again to read the
message.
Hey babe…you awake yet?
Well, if he hadn’t texted her back the first
time, what the hell did she think? He placed the phone back on the dresser and
decided to catch a shower with Casey. The phone started ringing on his way in
but he ignored it. It was just Raven, and he didn’t feel like talking right
now. He had other plans and they involved Casey, naked.
***
Remy emerged from the bathroom fully dressed,
in a comfortable pair of faded blue jeans and a cool graphic tee. Casey had
rushed out of his apartment with the promise to call later, but it didn’t
matter if she did or didn’t. That was the great thing about no expectations and
no commitments.
Remy picked up his phone and noticed a
voicemail from Raven. He would see her at school no doubt, so he didn’t bother
calling or texting back. He was sure she would be sending another message
shortly anyway. If he didn’t have the occasional feelings for her, he would
have ended it months ago. She was getting way too clingy. He honestly didn’t
know why he hadn’t stopped talking to her yet.
He checked his watch and realized he had
lingered too long. Damn. Late again. He was glad that he had no classes with
Raven this year. He liked to keep their contact to weekends, preferably when no
one knew. There was no way he’d ever take her out during the day, let alone at
night. Sometimes she’d approach him when he was with his friends, and that
would really set him off. He wasn’t ashamed of her but he didn’t want people
thinking they were serious. Nor did he want to be leashed and collared. He was
a free bird, and Raven was too clingy. She hadn’t started off that way, but she
definitely was now.
“I’ve got to stop this before it blows
way out of control,” Remy said out loud.
Problem was, he had no idea how to get out of
the mess it took him a year and a half to get into. He would have to ask his
buddies what they thought he should do.
As Remy locked his apartment door and headed
to his car, his phone went off again.
Ding.
Please call me. I’m starting to worry. You
never came over last night, plus we need to talk.
Remy grimaced. What had he gotten himself into with this girl?
It never got to this point with anyone else. Did she not know how to keep
things causal and fun? He did not want a girlfriend, ever. He’d never had one
and he didn’t plan on having one any time soon. He was only a sophomore in
college, for god’s sake. He had years ahead of him before he was ready to
settle down with one girl. Only until grad school would he even consider
getting serious with someone. The two of them were just going to have to sit
down and have a long talk. She would either get on board or find someone else
to obsess over. It could not be him.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Shakuita Johnson is a 30-year-old Psychology major. When she
isn’t going to school or working, she is doing what she loves most. Writing.
She started writing in middle school. She would write poetry in her room or the
middle of the night. Then she was introduced to short stories in a creative
writing course her senior year. Her love for paranormal and supernatural
started with R.L. Stine Goosebumps books and TV shows, Anne Rice Vampire
Chronicles, and Christopher Pike books. She is an avid reader with over 100
books on her bookshelf and 1000 plus on her iPad. She also loved to watch
Charmed and Buffy the Vampire Slayer with her mom.
Dark Indiscretions is her first novel and is a Paranormal
Thriller. She has followed it up with Dark Indiscretions: Monster Unleashed,
Dark Indiscretions: A Prequel, Dark Indiscretions: Seer Destined and Rumspringa
(Dark Indiscretions #3.5).
She also released her Dark Romance which has a bit of suspense
entitled And So She Waited.
She is currently working on her first erotica serial Kiss and
Tell: Encounters of a Prostitute and the final two Dark Indiscretions books.
CONNECT WITH SHAKUITA:
Take a look at the blurb on my blog http://www.dark-indiscretions.com

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**Mature audiences only 18+…contains darker elements and no HEAs**

***Severe psychological issues presented but not addressed or acknowledged***

This is not a story about love, but a story about how love can consume you. Heart, body, and soul. A story of loving someone so much that the love you feel harms you.

Have you ever loved someone so much, that before you realized it, they owed half of your soul?

Raven Sinclair’s first love had always been ballet until she met Remy Peters. She fell hard and she fell fast and never looked back. He was everything she always believed she wanted but he had other plans.

Remy Peters didn’t believe in love and he wasn’t looking for it. He just wanted to have a good time in between classes and swim team. He’s been seeing Raven for over a year and a half and he’s not sure how it’s lasted this long. It’s not like he’s made any commitments but when he stumbles on the prettiest girl he’s ever seen, he knows it’s time to let Raven go.

Matthew Masterson has loved Raven since he first saw her in ballet class when they were five. They have been best friends ever since and he’s not content to stay there. He sees Remy for who he really is and wastes no time in telling Raven every chance he gets but is Raven his happy ever after or does fate have other plans?

Love, lies, and obsession…three lives bound by twisted desires for what they can’t have.

Excerpt

Raven

His hands moved up her thighs slowly—too slowly. It was torture. She needed him to touch the place between her legs and stroke her until she was consumed with fire. She wanted him to…

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Raven Sinclair shot up from her bed with a yelp. Holy shit. The dream was back. The same one she had been having for months. She never saw the man’s face, and the dream always ended with his hands sliding up her thighs. Quite frankly, she was sick of the bullshit. She looked over at her alarm clock. It was only four forty-five in the morning. Damnit, she didn’t have to be at her first class until eight. She usually didn’t get up until six, but for some reason her alarm had gone off early. Hopefully she could get another hour of sleep, but she doubted it—stupid fucking dreams. She didn’t know why she was even having them. She had a boyfriend; well, he wasn’t her boyfriend per se, but they spent a lot of time together. Okay, that wasn’t true either; he called when he had the chance. But they loved each other. Well, she loved him, at least. He said he needed time. They had been talking for a year and a half and she was head over heels in love. She would wait forever if she had to. He was worth it. Her friends said she was stupid but screw them. She was in love.

Remy Peters was the one for her. She just knew it in her heart. Ever since she watched him the first day of college in her Freshman Seminar class. He had dirty blond hair, chocolate brown eyes, and the cutest dimples she’d ever seen. He was six feet even and had a lean swimmer’s body. Raven was actually at the Lyrical Muse School Of The Arts on a full scholarship for swimming and ballet, and she would time her workouts to his. She loved to watch him in the water. It was like he was made for it—he exuded confidence, but in a playful, carefree way when he swam. She remembered the first swim meet she had seen him in. He swam like a fish. It was the most amazing thing she had ever seen. He won, of course, and afterward he walked right up to her and asked her out. She was so startled that she squealed and ran out without even looking back. The next day he came and sat right next to her in class. He leaned over and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. Then he told her he would pick her up at eight and that she should wear something comfortable. He bared his teeth in a sexy little smile and that was the first time she had ever seen his dimples. She probably fell in love with him right then.

Raven lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. She knew she wasn’t going to get back to sleep, so no point in trying. She would just use this time to daydream about Remy. She really needed to have a talk with him about their relationship. She wanted to know how he felt about her. Anytime she brought it up he would say things like, “You know how I feel,” or “Isn’t just being together enough?” She would just nod her head and let it go, not waiting to start a fight. This time she would insist that he talk to her. When she allowed herself to think about what she really knew about him, there wasn’t much. He didn’t share a lot of personal information with her and what he did share was stuff anyone would know. She hadn’t met any of his friends and they only spent time together at night. He told her to be patient and that he just enjoyed having her to himself. When he said things like that to her she would forget what she wanted to say to him. It was becoming a vicious cycle. One she needed to get a handle on.

Raven didn’t know when or how he had lodged himself so deeply in her heart, but he was there nonetheless. She didn’t think she would ever want to be without him, nor did she know if she could love anyone else as much as she loved him. In any case, she needed to stop thinking about this.

Raven turned off her alarm and got up to start her day. She stripped out of her black lace and matching panties and jumped into the shower. The hot spray soaked her body, her bare skin glistening amid the steam and heat. Just the way she liked it. She let the hot water massage her tense muscles and soothe away her worries and doubts. She indulged herself for a bit, using these moments to escape her own thoughts, then shampooed her hair and soaped up. Once out of the shower, she air-dried because she hated the lint from the towels clinging to her body.

Raven looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror. Staring back at her was a tiny girl standing at four-feet-ten inches. Her greenish blue eyes stood out against her jet-black hair. Her hair was the reason her mother had named her Raven. It came down the middle of her back and was bone straight. She had layers cut into it to give it a bit of life, and considered running streaks through it to make it look more buoyant, lively. She hated her damn hair. A heart shaped face with high cheekbones and evenly spaced eyes made her look like a child instead of almost twenty. She guessed she would be grateful later when she was forty, but for now it was a pain in the ass. Her Native American Heritage was evident in her skin complexion. It was the only thing about her appearance she didn’t hate. After a final glance in the mirror, she walked over to her ridiculously huge closet. It was jam-packed with the latest styles and it still took her entirely too long to look for things to wear on any given occasion. Today was no different.

Raven shot off a text to Remy to say good morning, as usual.

Morning babe. Have a great day! XOXO Miss you…

She continued to rummage through her closet for something decent to wear. Damn, she needed to go shopping. She settled for a black Supernatural shirt and black crop leggings. After dressing, she combed out her hair and placed it in a high bun on the top of her head, then slipped on her red flats and grabbed her pack and purse.

Her watch assured her that she was still ahead of schedule. As she made her way downstairs from her apartment, she checked her phone. He hadn’t texted back yet.

Raven quickly shot off another text.

Hey babe…you awake yet?

She placed her phone in her bag and walked the three blocks to the bus stop. It was quicker than trying to drive her two-door convertible to the university. Besides, it wasn’t too cold out yet, even though it was January. The snow hadn’t even fallen, which was odd for Boston.

Awesome, the bus wasn’t there yet. God, she hated waiting. Ten minutes passed before she climbed aboard and took a seat. She pulled out her phone to check her messages again, still nothing. Why did he always take so long to text back? Sometimes, he didn’t even text back at all.

After a long sigh, Raven decided to dial his number.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Yo, you’ve reached Remy. Leave me a message and I might call you back. Holla.”

Beep.

“Remy,” Raven breathed, “I’ve texted you like twice. Where are you? Text me or call me back. Bye.”

Gah! She felt like a fucking idiot. They had hardly hung out together over the weekend, and now she wouldn’t be able to see him at all this week due to their different class schedules. She majored in Dance, and he was in Music, so they didn’t have any classes together anymore. It was just by luck that they had the same freshman seminar and psychology class last school year.

Ding.

Her phone chimed.

“Fucking finally,” she murmured.

She checked the message and was immediately disappointed. It wasn’t Remy. It was her best friend, Matthew Masterson, Matt for short, or Matty if she wanted to annoy him.

Yo son, you almost here? I have shit to discuss about your boy.

Remy…he wanted to talk about things he had heard again. She wasn’t interested in rumors.

Keep the gossip to yourself, Matt. I don’t have time for it.

Just as quickly as she put her phone down, she received a reply.

Not a damn rumor. I saw him last night.

Raven just stared at her phone. She didn’t dare text back. She couldn’t. She was afraid of what he might have seen. She decided she would just not respond.

Don’t fucking ignore me, Raven. We will talk after class this morning. He’s an asshole and you can do so much better.

Shit! She wasn’t on board with this. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted to remain blissfully ignorant. Out of sight, out of mind.

“Damnit Remy, why haven’t you texted me back?”

She would have to find him at school today and figure out what was going on. Preferably before Matt cornered her for a little chat. He was a relentless son of a bitch, and he didn’t like Remy at all. He made sure to tell her every chance he got, repeatedly. Raven wondered why she stayed friends with him at this point. He just wouldn’t let it go. Once the bus hissed to a stop, she hurried down the steps and mentally prepared herself for what she knew was going to be a shit day. Fuck Mondays!

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