On the Shores of Miami

Around this area, nobody wanted to be out past nine, and it was now 11. I was used to coming back alone, so much it became second nature. What I wasn't used to was the dull thud of flat leather slapping flesh, the roar of anger and satisfaction, and the piercing scream that followed.

Fate had seemed to deal Alexander Matthews with the worst card in its deck. In a house that was barely more than a roof to rest her head under and an almost complete lack of parental figures, she grew up hard and fast in a neighbourhood where survival was key.

When shit hits the fan, she's presented with another chance, another card at life. It's a chance she grabs, but fate, as it would seem, had other plans that awaited her on the glistening, sun-kissed shores of Miami beach. Plans that involved a past she wanted to forget, and a heart to open up.

(previously known as 'Love on Miami Beach' - I revised the storyline and edited the existing chapters)