Where Broken Wings Fly (Briar Valley, #1)

by J. Rose

For all the women just waiting to be rescued by a shirtless mountain man. Here, have three instead.

“You know that to love is both to swim and to drown. You know that to love is to be whole, partial, a joint, a fracture, a heart, a bone. It is to bleed and heal. It is to be in the world, honest. It is to place someone next to your beating heart, in the absolute darkness of your inner, and trust they will hold you close.” - Caleb Azumah Nelson

“Perhaps you want me to trace every single inch of your body with my tongue, or for me to taste how wet your pussy is in this moment.”

“Don’t deny it. I can see your legs pressing together. Does it hurt, beautiful girl? Is your cunt soaking wet and begging for me to touch it?”