From Ashes is coming August 22nd!
“When the broken man with scarred skin walked into Heathens, asked for a job, and showed me a sketch of a phoenix, it felt like fate.”~ Adam
It started with an anonymous post by someone who didn't want to live anymore. I read it over and over again, unable to get it out of my mind. What if my brother Johnny had posted something like this before he'd taken his own life? Would someone have been able to save him?
I've been living a lie for 16 long years and I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to keep it up. And when a beautiful, broken man walks into my tattoo shop asking for a second chance at life, I know I'll never be able to turn him away.
“When I was so far down I couldn’t even see the light, a stranger reached in to save me”~ Nox
I didn't have anything to live for, until a kind stranger pulled me back from the brink. With physical and emotional scars I have nowhere to turn now but to that same stranger who saved my life without realizing it. But as my feelings for Adam grow, will I ever be anything other than a surrogate for the brother he couldn’t save? Am I even worthy of his love?
**From Ashes is the third book in the Heathens Ink series, each book in the series CAN be read as a standalone
CAUTION: this book contains graphic descriptions of domestic violence and drug use that may be disturbing to some readers.
Every cell in my body is crying out for Nox. Our hands grasp and fumble in an attempt to undress each other, like if we can’t be naked together in the next thirty seconds we’ll die.
The pace at which we lose our clothes could probably set a land speed record.
Nox’s eyes roam over my body, and when they graze my abdomen they widen. He reaches out with a trembling hand and I look down to see what he’s so fascinated by. His fingers brush a tattoo I got last year when we were talking online. I forgot for a second that I even had it.
“From ashes we rise,” Nox murmurs, tracing each word with a trembling finger. “When?”
“Last year. Even when I only knew you through a screen there was something about you I couldn’t shake. I wanted to save you from yourself, but it was more than that. I was so drawn to you but I was also afraid of what would happen if I couldn’t convince you to come here. When you told me these words they stuck with me and I just had to get them inked, in case…” My voice gets away from me and I have to clear my throat to continue. “In case you didn’t make it here. In case an online chat was all we’d ever have.”
Nox’s eyes glisten and instead of words his response is to lean over and kiss the inked words on my skin. Then he trails his lips up my pecs until he reaches my neck. He wraps his arms around me and when his tongue flicks my ear lobe my restraint snaps. I tackle him onto the bed.