"Dawson might be every girlβs crush in this small town, but not mine. I can appreciate him from a distance, and that suits me fine. Except that one time he kissed me. Up close and personal..." -- Back cover.
Break My Fall (The Breaking Trilogy Book 1)
β Scribed by Mabie, M
- Book ID
- 110349328
- Publisher
- M. Mabie
- Year
- 2018
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 143 KB
- Series
- The Breaking 1
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781724717405
- ASIN
- B07FLG4PFT
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
**The first time I returned to Lancaster was for my brother's funeral. **__The second time was for Myra.
For twelve years, I lived alone in my cabin, building a life with my two bare hands. I was free from their rules, their policies, and their lies.
They are a cult.
My father is their leader.
To protect my brother's widow, I'm making her my wife. It's her only way out.
But drawn to the purity in her deep blue eyes and the innocence of her gentle voice, I wonder if I'm not the biggest monster of them all. I have to save her from them and myself. Because every second I spend with this timid woman, I fight the urge to claim her.
Own her.
Make her truly mine.
And I know it's wrong.
I will break her fall--if I don't break her first.
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