BLOG TOUR JULY 17TH – 23RD
SINS AND SCARS
SIINNERS BOOK 1
DRACONIC CRIMSON MC
Cover Design: KLa Boutique
Cover Model: David Byers
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
I am not a good man.
I tried to stay away, but every time I pushed her away, she fell harder.
I took away her innocence and I don’t regret a damn thing.
She owns me. Mind. Body. Soul.
I never wanted to lose her, but I did. I’m a monster and she knows it. She’s seen the darkness in me and she ran as far as she could. I had plans to bring her back, but I saw the happiness written on her face. When threats surface, I bring her home where she belongs, kicking and screaming.
The sins I’ve committed leave scars on her body and soul. She hates me for what I’ve done and I don’t blame her. I’ve killed for her and I will kill again if need be.
The only thought that I fear is losing her forever. Losing her forever will be my downfall. Losing her temporarily drove me to the edge. I won’t let her go without a fight. She’s the light and I’m the dark. I’m the sins and she’s the scars.
I’ve ruined her.
I love her.
I would rather fall on my own knife than lose my only saving grace.
“Stavros.” Her hand cups my cheek and I close my eyes. “Please look at me.” Her voice is soft, and I take a few deep breathes before I open my eyes again. When I don’t look at her, she moves to stand in front of me and grabs my cheeks in both of her tiny hands. “Stavros.” She says with a little more force.
Blinking, I look down at her and see the concern written all over her face. Wrapping my arms around her small body, I see the fear in her eyes before she quickly masks it again. I don’t know why I do it, but I carry her to the bed, and lay us both down.
She doesn’t move from her position, and I’m glad. Having her warmth against me makes all the demons fade away. My head is on her chest, and I can’t help but run my fingers over the tattoo on the inside of her wrist. It’s the tattoo she got when I claimed her as my ol’ lady.
Her hands go to the back of my head and she runs her fingers through my hair. “Stavros, you’re scaring me.” Not moving from my position on her chest, I continue to take deep breaths. Her scent is calming me faster than anything else can. She didn’t know the monster I really was when we met, and she’s only seen it in very low doses a few times. She hated what I became the last week we were together, and she resented me for being the man she fell in love with.
“I never want to scare you.” I finally get the words out. I want her to still be the only one I go to when I need to be calmed down like this.
“What is wrong, Stav?” Her question is so simple, but so difficult.
“Romeo was talking about you. I can deal with him saying shit about me, but when it comes to you…” I trail off. I don’t want to freak her out any more than I already am. She deserves the truth, but I don’t want her to run because of it – again.
“What did he say?”
“That you weren’t strong enough for this life. Pretty much that I’m pussy whipped by you, and you’ve never been right for me.” She doesn’t say anything at first, but she does continue to run her fingers through my hair.
“What do you think?”
“I think that you are the strongest woman I know. You’ve dealt with a lot of my bullshit over the years, and you’re the only woman who can calm me.” She puts her hand over mine that is still tracing my name on her wrist.
“Yeah I have dealt with your bullshit and that was because I loved you. I would do it all again.” She looks down at me, and I can tell she didn’t mean to give me that tid bit of information. “I just… I just can’t know what you do to those people. What happens when your sins come to haunt us? What happens to me when something happens to you?”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
K.Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.