warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for
mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me.
trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah
about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to
for them too.
o’clock train to pass through town. Another habit I formed growing up. I loved
nothing more than trucking through the woods on my dirt bike near the tracks. Finding myself in the middle of nowhere, relishing
But it was just that. A wish. A glimmer of hope outside of the bullshit called
my life. Nothing had changed since the last time I fucking lived in this goddamn
town. No welcome home party from family or friends, no thanks or parades from
the town residents for serving our country.
have my baby brother, Noah, to look after, I would have never come back here. I
thought I was done with this place, I left my past behind and everything that
came along with being a Jameson. Then life reared its ugly head and snapped me
back to my reality. In the end it never mattered, I would always be on the
wrong side of the tracks and they would always lead me to the wrong station. Changing
my people, places, and things throughout the years didn’t help change the
outcome of the choices I’d made. Of the things I’d done.
Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.
angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been
reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.