Title: The Devastation Duet
Author: Winter Paige
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Dark City Designs
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Winter Paige is a budding author in the genre of dark romance.
Shattered Lies is her debut novel. Born in the Capital city of WV she enjoys reading, traveling, and producing audio books. She is obsessed with signed paperbacks. Winter lives with her husband, four children and a cat she despises â¦ and is tormented daily by chickens.
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Ten songs and three bottles of water later, I follow him onto the deck, putting my arms on the railing and looking out at the water.
âFeeling better?â He leans against the rails beside me, watching the ocean roll in and out.
âYeahâ¦ Have you ever been jealous of the waves, Jonah?â
He turns to me, puzzled. âNo, why would I be?â
âWhen I was younger, my father used to tell me how dangerous the water was. I can still hear him laughing at my fear of the waves while trying to warn me of the real dangers below the surface. âThe waves are simply the ocean dancing, Princess. The real danger is what you canât see, so never go in alone. The currents will pull you under and turn you around until you have no idea which way is up.ââ I smile at Jonah, wiping away a stray tear.
âHeâs a smart man.â Jonah nods.
âYes, he was. See, those waves are the most carefree part of the water. No matter how hard the ocean tries to pull them back in, to break them of their danceâ¦ their freedomâ¦ it canât. Those waves-â I motion to the water, whispering. â-are everything I try to be. Whatâs not to envy, Jonah? Their spirit? Their strength?â Wiping away another tear, I look into his eyes, my voice breaking. âThe currents are winning, Jonah. They have pulled me under, and I am drowning.â
âEliana.â He huffs out my name as if heâs been punched.
âI wanna be a wave, Jonah.â
âThen letâs be waves, beautiful.â He takes my hand.
âThings are different now.â We both look at my ring.
âA current?â he asks.
âNo, heâs drowning, too. He just wonât admit it.â
âAre you in love with him?â
âIt doesnât matter.â I smile, stepping off the deck and wiggling my toes in the sand. âIf I canât be a wave, then at least we can dance with them.â I grin up at Jonah and then sprint down the sand into the water, screaming when the first wave rushes over my feet.
âItâs three a.m.! Youâll freeze.â Jonah sweeps me up, trying to carry me back to the dry sand when an unexpected surge of water knocks us over.
âHoly shit, thatâs cold,â he yells out, and I laugh.
âYou feel that, Jonah?â
âThe cold? Yeah I feel it.â He scoops me into his arms and carries my shivering body up the shore, placing me on a lounge, and runs up to grab the blanket from the deck. Sitting behind me, he pulls my back to his chest and wraps the blanket around us both.
âThat, Jonah, was a wave trying to remind me who I am.â I lean into him, shivering, slowly warming back up as my eyes begin to get heavy.
âAnd who is that, beautiful?â
âI am Eliana Annalise Jameson, and I am a hell of a lot stronger than the woman I have allowed myself to become.â
âYeah, and what are you going to do about that?â I can hear the smile in his voice.
âIâm going to fight back.â