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Authors: Shannon Dobson
Durability (The LockDown Series Book 3)
DURABILITY
Copyright© 2016 Shannon Dobson
Published by Shannon Dobson
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This is always a difficult part for me, there are so many people to thank for my experiences so far.
Firstly, all of the blogs that have supported me with reviews, takeover spots and just someone to lean on, but in particular; Two ordinary girls and their books and Love between the sheets have been exceptional. They are continuously letting me steal their blogs to promote myself and always advertise and pimp my work. You guys make what I do, worth every minute of the hard and stressful times.
Secondly, my friends and family, all of you have been there for me since the first second I decided I would write a book. And here I am, four books later and still loving every moment of my work. To me, this is it, this is what I want to do for the rest of my life, and to know how proud I make you makes me push myself harder and further than I ever have. I love you all so much.
My editor, Nicola Rhead, you are an absolute star. Hours upon hours you have spent, editing and proofreading my books. You make them what they are, you make sure the worlds and fantasies I create become a reality. Thank you so much for being you, you are a gem and I wouldn’t be who I am without you.
And lastly, my boyfriend. James Smith, you are my one and only, you are my forever happily after, you are my very own Leighton Lock. My world is clearer with you in it, happier when I see your face and complete with you by my side. I cherish everything you are and I wouldn’t be the girl I am without your continuous support, encouragement and love. I love you with everything I am.
Xxx
This is a hard one to do this time, not because I couldn’t think of someone who deserved it, but because the person who I dedicate this book to, has sadly passed away.
I dedicated Total LockDown to the strength and heroism Reece provided this world, his battle with cancer was long, hard and painful. He was a warrior until his final hours and to everyone who knows him, he still is.
Reece was an inspiration to everyone, he made people believe in a future, believe they could do anything they wanted to. He wasn’t just a hero to himself, but a hero to everyone he met.
Final LockDown is now dedicated to Reece’s memory, to the beautiful person he was and the courageous Angel he now is.
May he light the skies with his endless smile.
R.I.P
To a hero of this world, a warrior and a fighter. May your spirit live on and guide the world, may your memory serve as a reminder of the good and honesty Earth houses and may your smile be forever our guiding light in the darkness that may overcome us.
In the beginning of September I organised a fund raising author event in aid of raising money for Reece’s much needed treatment. One of the prizes that wasn’t put up was this poem, written by friend of mine.
Do you remember being twenty?
Did you fear what lay ahead?
The things that you were promised,
and all the things they said?
Now imagine being twenty
and learning it was lies
with the tumour in your head,
a pressure behind your eyes.
Cancer biting hard,
treatment is denied,
hope in the hands of strangers
who learnt of you and cried.
No age to be in pain,
trying hard to cope.
The NHS betray you,
Friends become your hope.
And hope is the power
that lifts you every day,
facing to the future
surviving come what may.
-CJ Heath
IN LOVING MEMORY
R.I.P REECE ‘TUMOURNATER’ HAWLEY
Your desire for success
Should be greater than your fear of failure.”
-Bill Cosby
Leighton
Today has been one of the most incredible days I have ever experienced, alongside the birth of my children. There has never been a greater gift on this earth, than to be able to take the hand of the woman who owns my entire soul and place a ring over her finger; uniting us forever.
Just two years ago, there was nothing for me in this crazy world. I had lost my son, from my own stupid obsessiveness and was mourning the loss of my only love in this world, replacing her memory with the adrenaline my work gave me. I was obsessed with what I did, unable to contain my hunger and thirst for it.
I’m now the luckiest man there could ever possibly be. Today sealed the deal for me, adding to the long list of reasons why I love her. She is now my wife, my beautiful, amazing, selfless wife. I can look at her in amazement, today has been pure and utter perfection. It is crazy to say, because just two years ago there wasn’t any hope for me to be the person I am now, but I am married. I am a married man, and I now possess the most prized jewel there is to have and to hold
. There is only one more thing I would do anything to have, and that is, her complete and utter surrender, to have a beautiful strip of leather clasped around her elegant throat, telling every fucker in this world, not only is the most stunning, perfect angel in this world my wife and my soul mate, but also my submissive.
She has become very good at being one, that is for sure. After the relentless months of training split between Ant and myself, I am proud to have her as mine.
I have just said my goodbyes and goodnights to our wedding guests, mainly only our family are left, so I can go and spend my wedding night the way everybody should. I’ll give it five minutes, from now, until my cock is buried deep inside her tight pussy, squeezing me in that death grip I have learned to crave and need like the air that surrounds me.
Home! That’s the feeling I always feel whenever I have my family around me, my wife, my daughter and my son. I am a lucky fucker to possess such a rare thing. Complete and utter fulfilment in life, a whole, complete, beating heart that provides my entire being with the oxygen and blood it needs to survive. Not that my heart needs the blood, Abigail is more than enough for me, she runs every system my body relies on and then still keeps my dick aching for days.
I sigh out my happiness as I approach the top of the huge staircase. I usually love the thing, all the gold and ornate decor, but right now, it is a mission away from my beautiful wife, who I know has the most stunning dress waiting for me to peel off of her.
Leighton Lock, control you’re fucking dick now, I scold myself as I feel it already beginning to stir in my tux trousers. I think I am the only man known to god that after consuming the volume of alcohol I have, can still get as hard as concrete and fuck the entirety of the night away. Or maybe that is what having Abbi does to me.
