Seven years ago I left Jonah Pike at the altar in front of the entire town.
I never told him why. Letting them all call me a coward was easier than explaining what walks the treeline outside Marrow Bend — and what it does to men with his last name.
Now the salt line is broken, something is sitting in the pews on Sunday singing hymns nobody's sung since 1979, and the club has sent exactly one man to bring me home.
Two hours in a truck cab with the man I gutted. Eleven miles of ruined boundary to lay by hand. And a whole parish waiting to watch me ruin him twice.
He hasn't forgiven me. He isn't going to.
But he's still handing me the bag, mile after mile, like he never stopped standing where he said he'd be.
What happens when the thing out there starts wearing my mother's face?
Genre: Paranormal Romance
I never told him why. Letting them all call me a coward was easier than explaining what walks the treeline outside Marrow Bend — and what it does to men with his last name.
Now the salt line is broken, something is sitting in the pews on Sunday singing hymns nobody's sung since 1979, and the club has sent exactly one man to bring me home.
Two hours in a truck cab with the man I gutted. Eleven miles of ruined boundary to lay by hand. And a whole parish waiting to watch me ruin him twice.
He hasn't forgiven me. He isn't going to.
But he's still handing me the bag, mile after mile, like he never stopped standing where he said he'd be.
What happens when the thing out there starts wearing my mother's face?
Genre: Paranormal Romance