Snow. Frozen crystalline water falling from the clouds above and sticking to the world below like soft merengue sticks to a lemon merengue pie. The icy crystals should pierce my skin from the cold but all I feel is numbness. The emptiness of my core. I should be fighting for my life but the will to carry on left my body long ago. Or was it? I have no idea how long I was at 'that' place for. My attempt of escaping failing with my life. Everything was going darker and darker. My breathing becoming shallow, my heart beat slowing, the snow covering me. Nothing but emptiness. Nothing at all.
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Fearless
RomanceBOOK ONE OF THE FEARLESS SERIES Annabelle Brewer tried to keep her head down in life due to her low self esteem and lack of friends until the day her life was turned upside down. After being kidnapped she fights for her life to only gain the attent...
