"You're a wild one, you know that?" his voice was low, so low that I could hardly hear it. "I swear there's a fire in those pretty eyes sometimes."
"Who knows?" I whispered, feeling the warmth that radiated from his body seep into mine, taking away the chill of the night. Grinning cheekily, I continued, "One day, you might just burn up."
Arthur chuckled -a deep rumble that the man emitted into the air that cut through the thick silence. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and my hands were in his hair. I relished the feel of it; the way my body pressed into his and his lips moulded into mine. The intensity of the contact we shared was otherworldly. It felt like I had reached heaven -it really did, until the sound of something snapping had both of us reaching for our guns.
♘
Grace Flannagan is left alone in the world. At only fifteen, she falls in with the van der Linde gang, saved by a man whose name is enough to tug at her heartstrings and start a fire in her soul. She grows from a fragile girl to a strong young woman, unafraid of violence but hopelessly in love. She finds happiness - something she'd never thought she'd find.
But happiness doesn't last forever. Death spares no one.
[SEXUAL REFERENCES, VIOLENCE, MATURE THEMES]
"I will deliver you out of the hand of the wicked and redeem you from the grasp of the ruthless."
-Jeremiah 15:21
A train heist gone wrong. A pawn stolen.
Leviticus Cornwall is not a man to cross. But the Van der Linde Gang presses their luck and tries his patience when the heiress of the Cornwall fortune falls into their grasp.
What seems like an easy ticket back West turns into something larger than the Van der Linde Gang can imagine and in the end, the prize might not be worth the cost.
an Arthur Morgan story.