His hands tangle in my hair, mouth crashing into mine. It feels like falling - the kind of fall I won't come back from. His hands slide to my waist, pulling me against him like it's never going to be close enough, like he wants me inside his skin.
I taste everything in him - anger, grief, need - and I give it back just as fiercely. My hands slip into his hair, tugging, and he groans against my mouth.
He's punishing me, warning me, and it's hot and wet and breathless as we steal a final moment in this big world's smallest room.
𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨
𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨
Gone missing three years ago, Greyson's case is reopened. Ember, his best friend who's grieved him countless times, clings to the hope he'll return alive - body and soul.
Cade's been watching Ember exist in a glimmer of untouchable sun, staying in the shadows. But they'll collide - both in the dark and the light.
Ember realizes too late that crossing lines can leave scars that never heal, and in a town where everything fades, the past clings like cigarette smoke.
BOOK ONE
C O N T A I N S :
❤︎ sexual/mature content
❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma
❤︎ flawed characters
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