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Sexy Standalone Romance
By: Melissa Foster
Releasing November 9, 2016.
World Literary Press
By: Melissa Foster
Releasing November 9, 2016.
World Literary Press
He wore the skin of a killer, and bore the heart of a lover...
There's nothing Truman Gritt won't
do to protect his family--Including spending years in jail for a crime he
didn't commit. When he's finally released, the life he knew is turned upside
down by his mother's overdose, and Truman steps in to raise the children she's
left behind. Truman's hard, he's secretive, and he's trying to save a brother
who's even more broken than he is. He's never needed help in his life, and when
beautiful Gemma Wright tries to step in, he's less than accepting. But Gemma
has a way of slithering into people's lives and eventually she pierces through
his ironclad heart. When Truman's dark past collides with his future, his
loyalties will be tested, and he'll be faced with his toughest decision yet.
Gemma Wright just needed to be needed, after growing up with wealthy ice cold parents. But after her father took his own life and her mother abandoned her even more, Gemma was determined that that life wasn't going to be for her. And Gemma was lucky to find everything she wanted in Peaceful Harbor, especially after a chance meeting with Truman.
Truman would do anything for family, he even went to jail for them. But when he found his mother dead of a drug overdose, his brother Quincy, high as a kite! And two siblings, who he had never known. So Truman took Lincoln and Kennedy to the safety of his home and left Quincy with a stiff warning.
Despite all of their differences between them, love blooms, until family tries to separate them! Can they manage to stay together?
Wow! What an amazing book! One that moved me to tears. The story and writing, was everything I have come to love and expect with a Melissa Foster book. It has just the perfect amount of darkness and light and the characters were simply divine.
But oh! The characters were simply divine; Truman is brave and strong, and his desire to put his siblings wellbeing above himself, blows my mind and warms my heart. Gemma is such a sweet women, whom just wants to be loved. Kennedy and Lincon were both so stinking cute! That you can't help but love the rest of the crew! And I can't wait for Bears story!!
I give Tru Blue 5 stars!Truman would do anything for family, he even went to jail for them. But when he found his mother dead of a drug overdose, his brother Quincy, high as a kite! And two siblings, who he had never known. So Truman took Lincoln and Kennedy to the safety of his home and left Quincy with a stiff warning.
Despite all of their differences between them, love blooms, until family tries to separate them! Can they manage to stay together?
Wow! What an amazing book! One that moved me to tears. The story and writing, was everything I have come to love and expect with a Melissa Foster book. It has just the perfect amount of darkness and light and the characters were simply divine.
But oh! The characters were simply divine; Truman is brave and strong, and his desire to put his siblings wellbeing above himself, blows my mind and warms my heart. Gemma is such a sweet women, whom just wants to be loved. Kennedy and Lincon were both so stinking cute! That you can't help but love the rest of the crew! And I can't wait for Bears story!!
Chapter One
TRUMAN GRITT LOCKED the door to
Whiskey Automotive and stepped into the stormy September night. Sheets of rain
blurred his vision, instantly drenching his jeans and T-shirt. A slow smile
crept across his face as he tipped his chin up, soaking in the shower of freedom. He made his way around the dark
building and climbed the wooden stairs to the deck outside his apartment. He
could have used the interior door, but after being behind bars for six long
years, Truman took advantage of the small pleasures he’d missed out on, like
determining his own schedule, deciding when to eat and drink, and standing in
the fucking rain if he wanted to. He leaned on the rough wooden railing,
ignoring the splinters of wood piercing his tattooed forearms, squinted against
the wetness, and scanned the cars in the junkyard they used for parts—and he
used to rid himself of frustrations. He rested his leather boot on the metal
box where he kept his painting supplies. Truman didn’t have much—his old
extended-cab truck, which his friend Bear Whiskey had held on to for him while
he was in prison, this apartment, and a solid job, both of which were
compliments of the Whiskey family. The only family he had anymore.
Emotions he
didn’t want to deal with burned in his gut, causing his chest to constrict. He
turned to go inside, hoping to outrun thoughts of his own fucked-up family,
whom he’d tried—and failed—to save.
His cell phone rang with his brother’s ringtone, “A Beautiful Lie” by 30
Seconds to Mars.
“Fuck,” he
muttered, debating letting the call go to voicemail, but six months of silence
from his brother was a long time. Rain pelleted his back as he pressed his palm
to the door to steady himself. The ringing stopped, and he blew out a breath he
hadn’t realized he’d trapped inside. The phone rang again, and he froze.
He’d just
freed himself from the dredges of hell that he’d been thrown into in an effort
to save his brother. He didn’t need
to get wrapped up in whatever mess the drug-addicted fool had gotten himself
into. The call went to voicemail, and Truman eyed the metal box containing his
painting supplies. Breathing like he’d been in a fight, he wished he could
paint the frustration out of his head. When the phone rang for the third time
in as many minutes, the third time since he was released from prison six months
ago, he reluctantly answered.
“Quincy.” He
hated the way his brother’s name came out sounding like the enemy. Quincy had
been just a kid when Truman went to prison. Heavy breathing filled the
airwaves. The hairs on Truman’s forearms and neck stood on end. He knew fear
when he heard it. He could practically taste it as he ground his teeth
together.
“I need
you,” his brother’s tortured voice implored.
Need me? Truman
had hunted down his brother after he was released from prison, and when he’d
finally found him, Quincy was so high on crack he was nearly incoherent—but it
didn’t take much for fuck off to come
through loud and clear. What Quincy needed was rehab, but Truman
knew from his tone that wasn’t the point of the call.
Before he
could respond, his brother croaked out, “It’s Mom. She’s really bad.”
Fuck.
He hadn’t had a mother since she turned her back on him more than six years
ago, and he wasn’t about to throw away the stability he’d finally found for the
woman who’d sent him to prison and never looked back.
He scrubbed
a hand down his rain-soaked face. “Take her to the hospital.”
“No cops. No
hospitals. Please, man.”
A painful,
high-pitched wail sounded through the phone.
“What have
you done?” Truman growled, the pit of his stomach plummeting as memories of
another dark night years earlier came rushing in. He paced the deck as thunder
rumbled overhead like a warning. “Where are you?”
Quincy
rattled off the address of a seedy area about thirty minutes outside of
Peaceful Harbor, and then the line went dead.
Truman’s
thumb hovered over the cell phone screen. Three little numbers—9-1-1— would extricate him from whatever
mess Quincy and their mother had gotten into. Images of his mother spewing lies
that would send him away and of Quincy, a frightened boy of thirteen, looking
devastated and childlike despite his near six-foot stature, assailed him.
Push the buttons.
Push the fucking buttons.
He
remembered Quincy’s wide blue eyes screaming silent apologies as Truman’s
sentence was revealed. It was those pleading eyes he saw now, fucked up or not,
that had him trudging through the rain to his truck and driving over the
bridge, leaving Peaceful Harbor and his safe, stable world behind.
Melissa
Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling
and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary
romance, new adult romance, and women's fiction with emotionally compelling
characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa's
emotional journeys are lovingly erotic, perfect beach reads, and always family
oriented.
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