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Translucent
by
Erin Noelle
Erin Noelle
Release Date: June 22, 2014
~ Synopsis ~
Sometimes you reach a point where you just can’t
take any more – a breaking point some call it. The day I watched my husband
murder the woman who was pregnant with his child, my point didn’t just break,
it exploded like a magazine firing through the barrel of a fully-automatic
AK-47. Literally. I am no longer his American Princess, nor am I his slave.
Now, I’m a murderer in hiding. My name was Bryleigh Carter Oliveira and that
was my story.
Translucent is one woman's story of breaking free,
starting over, and learning to trust again through willful submission.
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~ Excerpt ~
Meet Madden
Decker…
Immediately, she hangs her head to hide
the tears and crosses her arms across her chest to cover her boobs. “I’m sorry
for this,” she croaks in between her sobs. “I just want to go home.”
Rushing to her side, I’m hesitant to touch
her, not wanting to inflict any additional pain. I lift her chin gently,
forcing her to look up at me. “Don’t apologize, sweet girl,” I whisper
soothingly. “Let’s get you cleaned up, and then we can talk about it. I didn’t
mean to snap at you.” Tenderly, I kiss each of her tear-stained cheeks before
leading her by the hand over to the shower.
“The spray of the shower will sting too
badly. It’s better to clean them with a washcloth and then alcohol,” she
reasons, obviously having done this before. “I can take care of it, Madden.
I stop mid-stride and turn to her, knowing
damn well my eyes are full of pity – I can’t help it. “Okay, but please let me
help you.”
With a slight nod of her head, I open the
linen closet, pull out a couple of cloths, and guide her back to the sink.
Wetting the first washcloth, I drop to my knees in front of her, putting me
eyelevel with the lacerations. She keeps her arms tightly wrapped over her
chest as I go to work, carefully cleaning up the red streaks from her bony rib
cage and concave stomach which I notice aren’t all fresh, thus confirming this
is a common occurrence. I bite my tongue to not comment on her frailness, but I
don’t want to tear her down any more than she already is at the moment.
Instead, I make a mental note to feed her every chance I get.
After nearly fifteen silent minutes, all
of the blood is wiped away and I grab the bottle of rubbing alcohol from the
medicine cabinet. Returning to my kneeling position, I peer up at her, making
sure she’s ready for the burning sensation I know is about to come. Her eyes
are closed tightly and she’s chewing nervously on her bottom lip. Her
helplessness and fragility affect me in the most profound way. I want - no
scratch that - I need to fix her like
I need to take my next breath, and I have no fucking clue why. It scares me
shitless.
~ About the Author ~
Erin
Noelle is a Texas native, where she lives with her husband and two young
daughters. While earning her degree in History at the University of Houston,
she rediscovered her love for reading that was first instilled by her
grandmother when she was a young child. A lover of happily-ever-afters, both
historical and current, Erin is an avid reader of all romance novels. In 2013,
she published the Book Boyfriend Series, which included books Metamorphosis, Ambrosia, Euphoria, and
Timeless, and recently published When
the Sun Goes Down, a contemporary romance novel. Her
books have been a part of the USA Today
Bestselling list and the Amazon and Barnes & Noble overall Top 100.
~ Connect with Erin ~
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