Survival means sacrifice.
How do I get through this when I can’t have the only thing I want?
Run. Hide.
It’s ironic, isn’t it? I’m doing it again.
Styx keeps me safe while I drive him insane.
My Heart could need me. He could need his brother. I’m a burden greater than the one I carry.
As our ranks expand, suspicion and paranoia temper choices.
Who is on our side? Who wants what we want?
We.
For all the doubts, all the uncertainty, we fail to see what’s right in front of us.
I fail to see it.
The threat is growing. It’s getting closer. I feel it but until I face it, I can’t comprehend the terror.
Grief strikes when we least expect it.
There’s no way out. No way forward. We have to save ourselves to save the world.
But I’m weak. Incapable. My strength dwindles.
How does love do it? Endure even when it’s stretched and frayed?
Secrets become betrayal and then…
Survival means sacrifice. Others are willing to surrender.
For me? I hold on. I can’t let go. I should but it’s too much.
How do I get through this when I can’t have the only thing I want?
Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.
Read this steamy romantic suspense series in order for optimum pleasure…
To Die for Truth
To Die for Honor
To Die for Virtue
To Die for Duty
To Die for Love
