Unspoken Words (Unspoken #1)
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Authors: H. P. Davenport
"Beautifully written, emotional, and so realistic. I loved it!"
~ Katy Evans, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
“H.P. Davenport delivers a beautiful, heart-warming, friends to lovers story in her debut novel, Unspoken Words, with a touch of suspense that causes you to tear through the pages.”
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Michelle Lynn, USA Today bestselling author
“Camryn and Jamieson’s story will take up a part of my heart forever. H.A. Davenport weaves her words into gallant emotion that literally pours off every page and straight into your soul. I laughed out loud, winced and cried and grew to love not only these two characters, but the whole cast, within moments of opening this book. This love story will raise the bar for every one you read after it. Stunning.”
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Michelle Kemper Brownlow, Author
“This is the debut book of H.P. Davenport. And I have to say she really knows how to pull out the emotional roller coaster for her first book! This book has it all. Swoon worthy moments, hot mess moments, and moments where you can not put the book down because you need to know what is going to happen next.”
~ Karrie, Panty Dropping Book Blog
“H.P. Davenport has taken my heart on a rollercoaster ride of emotions.”
~ Tami, The Book Enthusiast
Unspoken Words
Copyright © 2016 by H.P. Davenport
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Editor: Elaine York,
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Cover Design: Elaine York,
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Cover photo: © Bigstockphoto.com
Interior Design & Formatting: Christine Borgford,
Due to strong sexual content and language, readers 18 and older, please.
Two lives . . . as close to perfect as they can be.
Camryn Townsend has everything she’s always dreamed of . . . an amazing family, supportive friends, and the perfect job. Everything a girl could want. Or is it? A trip back to her childhood home threatens to unravel her web of perfection.
Her
problem . . . she’s in love with her best friend and she’s too scared to sacrifice their friendship for a love she’s always wanted.
Jamie Banks’ life is the epitome of perfection. His company is thriving, his band is on the cusp of stardom, and the girl he loves is returning home.
His
problem . . . the girl he loves has been his best friend for as long as he can remember and he’s not sure he’s ready to sacrifice his best friend for a lover. Pursuing a relationship with the possibility of losing her has him second-guessing everything he knows.
Unspoken words are the only thing standing in their way.
Table of Contents
To Jason . . .
You are my world, you are my everything.
“SOMEONE HELP ME!
Help me!” I scream. Hoping someone will hear me. The reality is, no one can. The music in the club is so loud, the bass is bouncing off of the walls. My chest tightens in the pitch black room as I plead with God to make him stop. Please no. Don’t let this happen.
“You bitch, this is going to be rough now,” he growls.
I struggle to get free. His body presses against my back, forcing me against the wall. All I feel is his breath against my neck before his tongue swipes up the left side of my face. “Why are you fighting me? You were begging me with your eyes to come dance with you out there, to touch you.”
What the hell is he talking about?
Gentle hands lightly shake my body side to side. “Wake up, Camryn. You’re safe now. He can’t hurt you.” Gripping the sheets wrapped around my body, I tremble.
My mom pulls me into her arms. “You’re safe, sweetheart. Wake up. Look at me. You’re home, no one can hurt you. You’re having another nightmare, baby.” My mom repeatedly whispers in my ear, as her hand rubs up and down my back. She wraps me in the comfort of her arms and my rapid breathing slows down.
“Mom, when will this stop? When will the nightmares stop?” I plead.
“I don’t know, sweetie. I wish I knew, I just don’t,” she whispers.
Beginning of October
CAMRYN
AFTER MAKING MY
way through security, I grab a Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks. As I take my first sip, I savor the intense espresso flavor that hits my taste buds. The creamy vanilla-flavor with a topping of velvety-rich foam, finished with a buttery caramel drizzle, these are my guilty pleasures. This is one of the many reasons why I run every day.
