The Fall of Troy (The Odyssey Duet, #1)

by Rebecca Sharp

I don’t want sunny days. I want the thunderstorm that makes your soul shake. I want the lightning that rips through even the darkest moments and steals your breath as it brings them to life and light. And I want the rain—the rain that drenches you and washes away your hurt, the rain that fuels you and makes you grow. I don’t want sunshine and rainbows romance. I want earth-quaking and sky-splitting love.”

“What I can promise you is that if you stay, I will consume you. Your mind. Your body. I want it all. I’ll demand of you more than you can give. My past may hurt you more than you deserve. But, mon Dieu, I will love you… I promise you, ma petite, that I will love you like it was the only thing I was created to do.”