Undeniable (Undeniable series) (14 page)

When I was younger every time my parents would take me to see a movie I would come home and write. For some reason each particular movie would draw out a story from me. Even today after I see or hear something that inspires me I write creating a story or adding to others. It’s in those moments when I can see something in the music I’m listening to that creates moments like this book. These are some of the songs that inspired me with this book.

The National- Fireproof

Miley Cyrus- Wrecking Ball

Steven Wilson-
The Raven That Refused to Sing

John Legend- All Of Me

Tallhart- We Are the Same

OneRepublic- Counting Stars

Bastille- Laughter Lines

All Mankind- Simple Desire

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis- Wings

A Fine Frenzy- Almost Lover

Said the Whale- I Love You

Audiomachine- Akkadian Empire

Jack White- Love Interruption

Half Moon Run- No More Losing The War

Tom Odell- Can’t Pretend

The Civil Wars- C’est La Mort

Lana Del Rey- Bel Air

In This Moment- Blood

Shearwater- Breaking The Yearlings

To the reader
’s, thank you so much for taking the time to read undeniable and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.

And yes Jessie I’m working on my novel, love you.

[email protected]

Coming soon, summer 2014

Altered

Book 2

Preview:

Gemma

I see Beau about every other day and when I leave his side there is a constant ache that overwhelms me. We have bonded even more during this time in a way
that is different than before. It was mostly visual before, but now that I’m getting to know the real Beau I’m just taken away.

I was right about his eyes holding thousands of untold stories because his life has been eventful in the least. His stories are so lively the way he describes them makes me feel as if I was there in that very moment. Their always of happy times and I know that there are more to some of them. That even in the light there is something dark, almost insidious in the way it hides. I know he is only doing this because of our
situation. He wants his stories to lift my spirits and get my mind away from all of this insanity that has become our constant. 

I wrap my arms around his neck bring
ing him closer to me. A grin spreads as he lays his forehead against mine while we just look into each other’s eyes. Those wonderfully grey eyes that unknowingly show me the future, our future. “What are you thinking about gorgeous,” he says and I blush at his words. I love it when he says that to me and the way he looks at me.

“About us,” I say leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose. His face scrunches at my kiss making me laugh.

“Us?” He says back and I see his face change to concern. I didn’t mean for that and quickly I stroke his face with both of my hands.

“I was just looking into those magical eyes of your
s and thinking how I will get to see them the rest of my life,” I say.

“Oh these eyes,” he chuckles erasing any sign of worry as he bats his eye lashes at me. “I can see the same thing in yours.” He takes my hands away from his face placing a kiss in the center of each of my palms. I love it when he does that. To me this simple act makes me feel as if he is submitting his entire soul to me in one of the most intimate ways. “I’ve heard that the eyes are the window to the soul and yours my dear,” he says brushing the hair away from my face. “Are exquisite.”

More than anything I want that to be true. That my soul is beautiful and pure, but growing up I saw so much sadness and unfortunately that can change a person’s outlook on life. There were many good times, but sometimes we can’t see past the darkness to see the light.

I can feel my eyes glow as I begin to lose control with all the emotions building in me. Looking away I try to better control myself before he
sees them. I don’t know why I feel like I have to hide this animal part of myself from him. He knows who I’am, what I’am, and has never once said anything negative about it.

He brings my hands together kissing the tops of them. I can feel his eyes on me and it makes it harder to control myself. “Why do you always do that?” he asks and when I don’t answer he gently turns me to face him. Keeping my eyes closed I notice the harder I try the more the glow remains. I jump a little when he places a kiss on each of my closed eyes. “I love your eyes,” he says and I want to see him. “They are part of you and I love you,” he says and my heart beats harder.

Slowly I open my eyes seeing him so clearly. “So beautiful,” he smiles. I can tell he wants to know more but is unsure how to ask it.

“I feel like a freak around you when they glow.” I state watching more for is body for the answer then his lips.

Taking my face into his hands his thumbs stroke my cheek bones making them heat under his touch. “You’re not a freak, your mine,” he pauses bringing his body closer to mine. “And I don’t keep anything that is neither strange nor foul. I only keep the stunning, virtuous ones,” he adds.

“How many do you have?” I joke but only half
heartily. My legs straddle him and I can feel his need for me press up against the junction of my thighs.

“Only one,” he says kissing me with so much passion it takes my breath away. “Only ever one.” I take in every word he says looking for a hint of any sort of lie in it
, but there are none. He means every word he ever says to me and I need that. Just one person to be honest with me.

“Thank you,” I say kissing him once more.

“I can’t wait to have you all to myself,” he says bring us together to where we are almost flush. I push my chest onto him grinning knowingly at the reaction I will get from him, but he surprises me. “I’m very fond of that grin love and I’ve been thinking about it a lot,” he pause and I’m afraid I might be losing the upper hand. So unnaturally fast he has me pinned against a wall lifting my legs off the ground making them wrap around him for support. My breath hitches as I lose complete control of my upper hand and strangely like it. “I take it back, this look I enjoy more,” he says crushing his lips to mine.