I allowed myself to look past my intuition and distrust of a certain someone and their interactions with my fiancé ... I mean ex-fiancé. I chose trust in him over distrust of her at every crossroads his choices created, and now I'm lost. Maybe breaking it down again, piece by piece will help me look at the big picture logically. Maybe then I can feel less illogical pain and find my way back to myself again. A story about a relationship breaking down because of broken boundaries and a breakdown in communication.

**triggers for betrayal/cheating and erotic content, if that's not your cup of tea and you hate rage/angst please avoid this novel** When an acquisition doesn't go to plan and Sean Cole's trusted company is now the face behind Las Vegas's newest chain of high end sex clubs...what could possibly go wrong? You're about to find out...

𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮. He was the boy who would sneak through my windows late at night to hold me in my sleep. We made plans for forever. Dreamed of the life we would build full of adventures and unending happiness. 𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, it's what they always say. Until we weren't... 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝.

The complete book is only available on Kindle and can be found at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FS181BKW/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?crid=2C1BY8TCDSU9G&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.UYq_PSgfmkivAIc6YRMNNQ.bASV0Mjw-veYDv83E4xEEOQOz5ORQXBkqztBnt-J9BM&dib_tag=se&keywords=the+gathered+fragments+of+us&qid=1758560347&s=books&sprefix=the+gathered+fragments+of+us%2Cbooks%2C46&sr=1-1 I will keep some of the early chapters here live, but the conclusion, changes to story line, and additions will only be available to read through Kindle once published. Until then, happy reading! 🥰 Felicity Barrett thought she had everything: a marriage to a man she loved and a beautiful future. But when years of neglect and unspoken grief collide with her husband's devastating mistake, everything begins to crumble. Caden Barrett has always been the fixer-at work, at home, and in his marriage. But some things can't be solved with late-night apologies or expensive gifts. To win back Felicity's trust, he'll have to face his failures, fight for their future, and learn what it truly means to not only love his wife, but to show that love. Together, they must navigate family turmoil, betrayal, and the painful echoes of the past. Through chaos, heartbreak, and unexpected joys, Felicity and Caden discover that love isn't about perfection-it's about persistence, forgiveness, and choosing each other again and again. This is a story of brokenness and healing, of second chances and the quiet work of love. It is a novel that explores modern marriage, blended families, and courage while asking: when everything shatters, can love be rebuilt stronger than before?

Unforgivable Series #3 What a normal, loving and loyal husband would do when you're calling him nonstop? Pick up your calls. And what was my husband doing? Fucking his intern. While his wife and daughter were in severe accident and bleeding out on the road, and our four year innocent daughter kept calling him thinking daddy always saves the day. But sometimes the most heartbreaking accidents, are the ones that help you see the realest facade monsters hid behind! And the only way to heal from such pain is to learn to Never Look Back!

Zara Foster couldn't be happier. She's graduated from Law school, gotten her first job, bought her first apartment and the love of her life, her boyfriend Alexander has just proposed. Everything seems to be perfect when Alex's best friend Heather moves back into town. With her boundaries repeatedly ignored and her fiance's attention elsewhere Zara has to decide if her relationship is worth fighting for or if walking away with her head high and her dignity intact is the best thing for her future.

*PREVIEW ONLY* Available on Kindle and Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GCPX775Y PAUL I cheated on my fiancée. Sophie and I were building our future. In love, happy, peaceful. Then she found a lump in her breast, and I made the worst choice: I numbed my fear by sleeping with someone else. My worst mistake and my biggest regret. Now I see Sophie around town with him. She's radiant and laughing with people who actually show up. I'm trying to learn how to be a man who does. If she lets me, I'll spend the rest of my life proving I can choose her when it's hardest. If she lets me... SOPHIE I thought the promise was in sickness and in health. But he buried his fear in someone else. On the same night, I walked into a bookstore and met the gentle giant owner, who invited me to his book club full of misfits. I'm laughing again, I'm smiling more than I ever have, and I'm healing my heart. My bookstore owner keeps showing up like it's as easy as breathing. I don't know what the future holds; I don't know if I'll win this battle against cancer, but I do know I'm done wasting time on people who love only when it's easy. CALLUM She came into Rivers & Rhodes Bookstore and asked for books with happy endings only. I gave her a recommendation, an invitation, and an offer of friendship. Now, this beautiful, brave woman is completely under my skin. I'm not here to win a competition against him. I'm here because choosing someone, second by second, is the only way I understand love.

Cold. Thats all I feel. The air around me is crisp, chilling to the bone. The alley gives no comfort. The dryed up tears in my eyes. Remind me that I am not dead. They fuel the rage I have inside. I just could not believe it. He betrayed me . Jason Halifax betrayed me. The memory of him and my assistant Jennifer sucking faces was so clear in my head it was like a re-run on repeat. I lov-adored him. I put up with his bullshit. I was the perfect wife. With a Maters degree framed on our wall doing nothing to please him. I thought I was enough. Not only did he steal from me, he broke me. I plan to break him the same way. He will be the one cowering in the cold seeking comfort in the trash, that I swear. My name is Sahara West . This is my story. The story of a scorned woman wanting revenge.

Rosie thought her life was getting better, that she would experience the fairy tale of living happily ever after. She thought the worst years of her life were over but the worse was yet to come. Rosie thought she had escaped from her past, that the past will stay in the past. But does it always do? But things from the past have a way of coming back to bite us in the ass. She was living a new life, with a different identity and a new place to call home. She was happy with her boyfriend and ready to build a home with him. But you see, the past always has a way of showing up when you least expect it to especially when you're having the time of your life, when you're at your happiest, thinking nothing could take it away from you, then it sweeps everything from beneath you. She was betrayed by the two persons she trusted the must. Trigger warning: mention of SA Starts: Oct. 6, 2019 Ends: Top Ranks #1 Dreaming #1Flashback #1Concern

Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.