Title: Point of
Redemption (Nordic Lords MC,
#2)
Author: Stacey Lynn
Release Date: July 30,
2014
Blurb
Lies.
Heartbreak. Betrayal.
No one knew
the devastation of those three words more than Faith Winston and five years
ago, she endured every one of them. All she wanted was to feel safe and marry
the very man who promised to love her and protect her, Ryker
Knight.
But growing
up in the Nordic Lords Motorcycle Club, she should have known she couldn’t have
a happy ending. Instead, her world became a nightmare. The bikers—her
family—abandoned her, leaving her to crash without their safety
net.
Ryker Knight
has spent the last five years consumed with guilt, running from the ghosts that
haunt him. That is until his past catches up with him the moment his brother
needs his help. Returning home to Jasper Bay, he’s forced to face the same
ghosts he was running from. Only to find that the woman he loved is trapped in
a hell of her own, entrenched behind enemy lines —and it’s all his
fault.
And even
though Ryker’s life comes with priorities that he can’t – and won’t - turn his
back on, he refuses to leave Jasper Bay until he’s found Faith.
But will she
want to return to the life she’s always wanted even if Ryker is no longer
capable of giving her what he once promised?
Excerpt
*This is not
full edited and excerpt may be changed or deleted prior to
publication*
“Don’t you get
it, Ryker?” She stepped away from me and slowly turned around. Before I could
process what she was doing, her back faced me as she lowered her robe. With her
arms bent at the sides, the robe fell down her back and draped across the back
of her waist. She reached up with one hand and pulled her hair over her
shoulder so I could see the black lace.
I wanted to
run my hands over her skin and feel the lace beneath my fingers. But I stopped
myself. My eyebrows pulled in, confused as to what she was trying to show
me.
“Look,” she
said. “Look closer.”
I did. I moved
in and bent down and watched her shiver beneath my hooded gaze. And then I felt
the need to hit something because I could finally see what she wanted me to
see.
“Faith,” I
said as I lightly reached out and began tracing the scars with the tip of my
thumb. My teeth ground together and my jaw radiated in pain from trying not to
scream at her. I could barely see them under the lace, but they were there.
White scars, some still pink. I moved the robe down, wishing the lace was gone
so I could see the maze of angry slashes and scars that decorated her fucking
gorgeous skin.
“What is
this?” I growled. The back of the robe was fisted in my hands and I pulled it
off. I didn’t see the beauty in front of me, the woman who could always make my
dick hard in seconds. Now I saw the broken and marred skin and all of it was my
own damn fucking fault for not taking a minute five years ago to stop and think
for one damn second.
Faith looked
at me from over her shoulder. I dragged my eyes, reluctantly pulling them off
her skin and scars, and saw the deadness in her eyes. “Disobedience has its
consequences.”
She shrugged
her shoulders and moved away from me, but I stopped her. One hand went to her
waist and I tightened my grip on her hip before she could walk away. I stared
at my hand on her skin wishing I was touching her for a different
reason.
“I’m so
fucking sorry.”
Her eyes grew
wet before she looked away from me to the floor. My fingers twitched on her hip
and I felt her jump slightly.
“Faith,” I
said, my throat raw with pain and regret. “We’ll free you from them. I fucking
swear it.”
She spun
around and my hand fell from her skin down to my side. She reached out, grabbed
the robe from my other hand, and shrugged it on, knotting the belt tightly
around her waist.
“What you
don’t understand,” she said quietly, “is that I’ll never be free
again.”
Point of Return
(Nordic Lords MC, #1)
About the
Author
Amazon
Bestselling Author of
the Just One Song series, Don't Lie to Me,
Remembering Us and
the Nordic Lords MC series.
I am a wife, a
mom, and a writer. I can often be found curled up on the couch with a good
book, or obsessively eating Skittles in a very complicated and organized
manner. No joke.
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