Missing Pieces (The Pieces Series Book 1)

G
abby survives her ex-boyfriend’s brutal attack, only to be ripped away from her life by a complete stranger. She is thrown into the world of Immortals, where every nightmare out there exists and walks free. She can’t deny her attraction to this stranger, Neeko, but he must earn her trust before she will ever let him into her heart. Can she learn to love again? Will love be enough, or will everything come crashing down?

Neeko sees Gabby and immediately knows she is someone special. He makes a rash decision to kidnap her, because he can’t stop thinking about her. Now he must somehow prove to her that she is his mate and his soul’s other half. How can he have a human for a mate? Can he keep her safe from Demons? Or is he her biggest threat?

When the missing pieces fall into place to reveal all their secrets, will they stand together or apart?

Missing Pieces

Copyright © 2014 Tiffany Flowers

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I
want to dedicate this book to my husband for supporting me through this journey and having patience with me even when the kids were going crazy and supper was late because I couldn’t stop the voices in my head.

“I
don’t know what to do, Damon. I can’t bring her to heaven with me because she is only part angel. She can’t go to hell with you because you have too many enemies. What are we going to do?”

“I don’t know, Willow. Maybe we put her with a human family and then, when she turns 25, we can tell her what she is.”

“A human family? That really is our only option?” I look down and shake my head.

“Yes, sweetheart. I will look after her every chance I get.”

I look up with pleading eyes. “Are you sure? You promise nothing will happen to our baby girl?”

“Yes, I promise. When will I get to see you again?”

“I am not sure. We were never supposed to be together in the first place. If it weren’t for us being together, you could have saved that poor family from that awful demon you created. Now a boy has to grow up without a family because of us. It threw everything out of balance.”

His voice drops and he growls, “I will take care of him, but I need to know that I will see you again.”

“Yes, but it may be a couple of years. That is my punishment for breaking the rules.”

“What rule did you break?”  He squints his eyes and they turn pitch black.

“‘Interfering with humans’ destinies’, not for loving you.” 

I place my hand on his heart. He is supposed to be the most dangerous creature on earth, but I don’t care about all that. I only care that I love him. I look back down at our little miracle and gently place a kiss on her forehead. I don’t know how I am supposed to leave her in someone else’s hands. She looks up at me with her beautiful big hazel eyes. They are just like mine and her nose is, too, but everything else came from her dad. She is perfect, laying there sucking on her fingers. I can’t believe my week with her is up.

I look at Damon. “Maybe I should just give up my wings and raise her myself.”

“You will regret it if you do. You will become mortal and age. She won’t. She will have to watch you die.
I’ll
have to watch you die.”

“I just don’t want to give her up.” I kiss her forehead again.

He looks at me and I see his eyes glisten from unshed tears. “I know. I would like to raise her, too, but it is too dangerous for her. She needs to be hidden in order to be safe.”

“Do you have anybody in mind?”

“Yes. There is this little church up ahead that has a compassionate, older couple that has always wanted a child, but couldn’t have one or afford to adopt. They have been looking for an infant with no luck. They will love her as their own.”

“I am trusting you on this, Damon. You have never let me down so please don’t start now.”

He raises his voice slightly, showing the demon side I rarely see. “She is my blood as much as yours. I would never put her in danger.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.” I rub his cheek and place a kiss on his lips. He instantly relaxes.

“I know, sweetheart. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to raise my voice. This is just really hard for me. I have to lose you
both
tonight.”

He grabs my hand and, instantly, we are at the little church. Unseen, I peek into the window. “See that couple in the front? The lady with red hair?”

“Yes.”

“That is them.”

“They look alright. I trust you,” I say in a dead tone.

I look at my baby girl one more time and squeeze her tight against my chest. It is becoming hard to breathe, and tears start to fall from my face. I kiss her little face one last time, then let her father kiss her. I place her in a little basket with a note. It tells her birth date and time. It has all her information...her weight, length, and blood type. It tells them everything they need to know about her. I almost can’t leave until Damon whispers in my ear that we are doing the right thing. I knock three times, then we disappear into the woods to watch our baby girl meet her new family.

Gabby

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A
s I’m getting ready to go out, putting the last of my make-up on in front of my big mirror in my bedroom, he comes up behind me. “Where are you going, Gabriella?” Lee slurs.

“Out with the girls. You know we go out every Friday.”

“Why are you lying?!” he shouts at me. I can see his eyes through the mirror. They are furious and his face is turning red. He seems agitated and he smells of whiskey.

“Have you been drinking?” I turn slightly and look at him.

“Don’t change the subject! You’re going out to meet some man and cheat on me, you bitch!” I gasp and my mouth falls open. He has never called me bitch before.

“No. I’m just going out with the girls. I promise,” I say as sweetly as I can to try and defuse the situation.

He slaps me hard. “Don’t lie to me, you whore!”

I gasp and hold my face. “What the hell, asshole?!” I shout and start to walk away.

He grabs me and throws me on the bed. “You aren’t going anywhere,” he says as he jumps on me and holds me down. I’m starting to get really scared. He has never laid a hand on me or even raised his voice to me before. What has gone so terribly wrong?

He grabs both my hands and puts them above my head. He then shifts so that he can hold them with one hand. I try to wiggle free, but he is too strong. He reaches in his pocket and brings out a zip tie. What? Why does he have that? While he is off balance, I knee him in the groin. He grunts and falls off me, cussing and holding his junk. I roll off the bed and start to stand, but he grabs my leg at the last minute. My head hits the side table and blood starts gushing down my face, stars flashing behind my eyes. He yanks me and throws me back on the bed again, quickly tying my hands so tight that it pinches into my skin.

“Why are you doing this?” Tears begin to fall, and everything’s getting fuzzy.

“Because you’re mine and I own you. If I can’t have you, nobody can.”

I try to wiggle free again, but I can’t. I’m starting to panic. This man is going to kill me. I start to black out. No... No! I can’t. I have to stay awake. I have to fight. He climbs off me to grab some rope from a bag on the floor. Where did that bag come from? How long has he
planned
this? I start to shake. How am I going to get out of this? “Please... Please, Lee, stop. I’ll stay home! I won’t go out. Please...just don’t do this.”