"C'mon Grant, you heard mom, let's get out of here. " "But this, t-this is our home, why don't we fight with her, I'm not coward and she needs...." " What she needs is for us to live. Neither of us are strong enough to fight beside her, we will only slow her down." At that regrettable moment, I stood still, being hit not only by the ashes falling, but with fear, anger, betrayal, hate, sadness, grief, and loneliness. My eyes weren't burning because of the tears falling from my face, but because as I was being dragged away, I could feel nothing but little embers, and consuming smoke fill my right eye. I was no longer standing, I was on the cold concrete, ironically enough, as I waited for a miracle to take place. I waited, and waited and waited and waited and waited. Nothing. No one. Not a single soul came in to save the day. I got my feet under me, and I stood up as I could feel my feet fill with my sweat like I stepped in a puddle without shoes. I stood still, as I watched my house go up in flames but what I didn't see was my mom come out, of burning spectacle before me. That day, I died.
Pure Will, Revenge, Determination. All of these things lead to not only the beginning of a revolution, but the beginning of a generation, of normal people, scarred people, and even those not considered humans at all, where they led to the saving of the same universe. Follow the story of how Greyton "Grant" Richardson becomes White Shadow, begins to turn the world on its head, and become the hero with shadow no one can see.
While tortured and held captive as a prisoner of war, she became my reason to keep breathing. The force that fueled my will to fight. To survive.
When I woke after the rescue to discover the life I thought I was coming home to was but a figment of my imagination, hallucinations brought about by pain, desperation, and isolation... it nearly broke me.
Fifteen years since I first lost her, at last, we have a second chance. Holding her in my arms, finally feeling the warmth of her skin as she melts under my touch, is like a dream. She and her two little girls are now as essential to my existence as the air I breathe.
However, just as things start falling into place, the universe steps in, threatening to take it all away. I used to think that choosing her cost me everything I'd ever loved, but now I see that in choosing her and her children, I have the chance to reclaim all that I lost. They are my salvation. My true path to redemption.
Which is why I'll leave no stone unturned, why I will scorch this world to the ground if that's what it takes to save them.
And when I do, I will fight to convince her once and for all they are meant to be mine, just as I was destined to be theirs.
In the Broken Redemption Series, one man's vow to protect the woman he lost becomes a battle between redemption, forgiveness, and the kind of love that refuses to let go.
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This is Book 3 of Lucas & Emilia's Broken Redemption arc, the emotional conclusion to their story. For the full journey, start with Book 1: Broken Vows.