Conviction: Devine (28 page)
I took a job to capture her . . . I wanted to capture and keep her in more than just the image. This time I will take myself away from the lens and become the client because I cannot resist her, she reminds me too much of my first, I need to have her.
Traumatised from a vicious attack, Nina finds herself shut off from the world until her neighbour brings her out of more than just her nightmares. Even after moving and changing her name, she still can’t shake the feeling of being watched. The memories are so close.
And so is the shadow of the creator of them all.
I would watch him watch the ocean. He would build fires and sit, all night waiting.
For her. For his dead wife.
She never came. I never expected her to. But he did. And he never let go.
Even when I fell in love with him he never let go.
Until the night of the storm. The night my worst nightmares came to life.
And I lost everything to her when she finally returned.
For us both.
This book contains scenes of sex, violence and substance abuse.
I didn’t hear what the vicar said. I didn’t hear anything. Not one, single thing. All I heard was the creak of the wood when my brother’s coffin landed on top of my parent’s with a soft thud.
I didn’t feel the rain as it drenched me. I didn’t feel anything. Not one, single thing. All I experienced as my family was laid to rest was an overwhelming emptiness.
I didn’t speak what my mind was frantically whispering inside my head. I didn’t speak anything. Not one, single thing. All that left me was a faint puff of air as I shivered against the cold wind that blew through the cemetery.
The taste of death was all I tasted. The smell of death was all I smelled. The sight of my mother, and my father, and my brother disappearing into the ground was all I saw. And death.
Loneliness was all that surrounded me. Loneliness and numbness. And death.
The death of my adoring and perfect parents. The death of my wonderful and healthy brother.
And the death of my own life as I turned and walked away from the only people who had ever loved me.
Ten (My Brother’s Best Friend)
by KER DUKEY
Coming soon
Ten years old I fell in love
Ten years was the price of that love
Ten years later our world’s re-collide
Alexandria (Alex)
My brother Jonah was possessive when it came to the things he owned; this unfortunately included the people in his life. The forbidden love between his best friend and me was just that . . . forbidden.
Our families were from different walks of life and as a sheriff’s daughter being with a Moore’s kid would never be tolerated. To my parents their son and Dalton Moore were on different paths and their friendship would end as soon as college began but it was my brother who had a craving for trouble. He was always looking for danger, committing petty crimes and getting away with it because Dalton would take the fall, blackening his already stained name. When Jonah found out we broke the rules by loving each other, his consequences impacted us all with immeasurable suffering.
Betrayal comes with a debt and it would be paid by all of us.
One with their heart,
one with their mind
and one would pay in blood.
Going back to my roots with a mafia thriller has made me realise how much I love my own characters, Mason and Ava Fox. So somewhat strangely, I am actually going to thank my own characters.
Mason and Ava not only showed me who I was, but who I would love to be—not a gun slinging gangster but a person who, whatever the cost, sticks up for what they actually believe in. They gave life their all and they never backed down from their convictions. And for that, I will always love and miss them.
Also, my girls, Vickie and Nikki. After an illness at the beginning of the year which very suddenly took a dramatic turn for the worse, these girls were there, right beside me all the way. Not only did they help me through, but they looked after and supported my family who very much needed a crutch to lean on during the days I was on the edge.
Girls. I bloody love you!!
Ker Fucking Dukey!! My soul writer. I can’t thank you enough for everything you have done for me. Not only did you step up and make sure the first Devine book was published when I couldn’t do it myself, but your love and support will never be taken for granted. You’re coming to the grave with me, babe!
My family. My Wonderful husband and my amazing babies. You are there with me every step of the way, holding me up through the downs and grinning with me at the highs. I can never put into words how much I love you.
My Beautiful Betas. Each book has a piece of you in and you each hold a piece of my heart.
All the blogs out there who read and review. God! Thank you so much! I wouldn’t be where I am without you!
The ladies in the DH Support group. You give me giggles, tears and encouragement every day and I love you all!
And you, the reader. I am still the most stunned person on the planet when each of you buy and read my books. Life does get better and better and it’s because of you that it does. I owe you all so, so much and I will never ever take you all for granted.
And behind the scenes who make it all come together. . . . . THANK YOU!!!! <3
Betas: Vickie, Charlie, Michelle, Nikki, Laura, Di, Terrie, Ker and Kelly.
Editor: Kyra Lennon
Formatter: Champagne Formats
Emotional support (As important as the above): My family and my girls.
Thank you again, every single one of you!
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The Blue Butterfly
Deception Series
The Shadows of Sin
