Lost Souls. A Fragment of Your Heart
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Ronan
Since childhood, I did not know a good life. I was eight when my parents died. I wanted to put the cross on the past, but it firmly entered my DNA.
The world around resembled hell: ten years in foster families, violence, fights, rage. Nights full of nightmares and pain.
Uncle Nelson showed up and immediately took me under the wing. He wanted me to repair the dilapidated buildings for him in Santa Cruze.
I dreamed of a real family and a normal life. But still left completely alone. Nobody needs, broken.
What could I give Shailo? In addition to a piece of your tormented heart? She could not love me.
All that I remained was to curb my anger, oozing from the wounds. And to take accounts with the past, which was about to threaten me to destroy.
Shailo
mind, ambitions and creativity - my medicine. I am used to spending days and nights for jewelry. And she hoped to achieve recognition.
I liked to create a new world for myself. And how else to survive if your own mother hates you.
I wanted to give people luxury and chic. But she herself drowned for a long time in her own darkness.
Who was I, who was my father - all this remained a secret. A huge abyss gaped in the chest.
When Ronan appeared, I realized what I really want. Completely and completely belong to him. Regardless of what separated us like that.
But burning in this flame, I should not afford to surrender to love.
After all, the only way to gain power is to keep your heart closed
Since childhood, I did not know a good life. I was eight when my parents died. I wanted to put the cross on the past, but it firmly entered my DNA.
The world around resembled hell: ten years in foster families, violence, fights, rage. Nights full of nightmares and pain.
Uncle Nelson showed up and immediately took me under the wing. He wanted me to repair the dilapidated buildings for him in Santa Cruze.
I dreamed of a real family and a normal life. But still left completely alone. Nobody needs, broken.
What could I give Shailo? In addition to a piece of your tormented heart? She could not love me.
All that I remained was to curb my anger, oozing from the wounds. And to take accounts with the past, which was about to threaten me to destroy.
Shailo
mind, ambitions and creativity - my medicine. I am used to spending days and nights for jewelry. And she hoped to achieve recognition.
I liked to create a new world for myself. And how else to survive if your own mother hates you.
I wanted to give people luxury and chic. But she herself drowned for a long time in her own darkness.
Who was I, who was my father - all this remained a secret. A huge abyss gaped in the chest.
When Ronan appeared, I realized what I really want. Completely and completely belong to him. Regardless of what separated us like that.
But burning in this flame, I should not afford to surrender to love.
After all, the only way to gain power is to keep your heart closed
Author:
Author:Scott Emma
Cover:
Cover:Hard
Category:
- Category:Fiction
- Category:Romance & Love
- Category:Poetry & Literature
Publication language:
Publication Language:Russian
Paper:
Paper:Offset
Age restrictions:
Age restrictions:18+
ISBN:
ISBN:978-5-04-161988-6
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