"Who did this to you?" I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I stared at the glass in my hands. My knuckles were scraped. One nail was broken. I didn't remember when that happened. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. His fingers twitched against the sheets. His eyes never left me. "Ella" he said again, quieter now. "Tell me who did this." My throat closed. I tried to speak. Tried again. And then, in the smallest, ugliest voice I'd ever heard from myself: "Nathan." The name barely passed my lips.

BOOK 1: Started in Seattle: Fayette Monet has dreams, one of those dreams are to move to Seattle all the way from Paris to pursue to career. Fayette carries baggage though, her ex who dumped her before she left for Seattle. Now she is moved in and is forgetting about him, when she bumps into the handsome hockey captain that catches her eyes instantly. Elias Graham has been known for hockey his whole life. His life has been easy going for the most part with only some drama following him and his friend. He plans to pursue hockey for the rest of his life and nothing else, not even a love interest. That is until the new girl from Paris pays for his drink after insulting it.

Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

Sawyer and Jules have been best friends since they can remember. Over time they start to realise they have fallen madly in love with eachother. How will they work through their friendship to find love? How does it end? Keep reading to find out ❤️ Thanks for all the love and support my loves.