Her All Along | Cara Dee
Release Date: January 12th, 2021
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I’d craved an ending for as long as I could remember. An ending to the crippling hurt, the blinding rage, and this sense of confusion and loss. I didn’t know who I was. I had no identity. I just hated.
With one small flame after another, she lit up my path toward redemption and showed me a life worth living. It was how our love story began—without fanfare. Just a flicker in the dark.
Darius laughed. “Maybe not, but never underestimate a survivor.”
Survivor. I wasn’t sure I’d use that word to describe myself.
“It all depends on how we deal with trauma,” he said. Or slurred. “You can be a runner—most of us are, to an extent. It’s ingrained in us to try to escape trauma. But real runners…they reach a whole new level.” He exhaled some smoke. “You can be a fighter. That’s me. Fighters can be good—but they also carry a shitload of anger and rarely know what to do with it. We’re cocky sons’a bitches too.”
“No argument.” I smirked wryly.
“Then there’s you.” He threw an arm around my shoulders and nudged me back toward the bar. “Even survivors have limits, but you can take more shit than anyone. To others, you come across as a bottomless pit. Regardless of what life throws at you, you keep getting up in the morning. You get up after every fight, you get up after every blow you’re dealt.” He took a deep pull from his smoke before throwing it away. Then he patted my chest. “That’s why I know you won’t use that sweet 686 that you’ve hidden in your towels in your bathroom upstairs.”
Fuck. I swallowed hard against a bout of nausea. With those words, I sobered up.
He formed a gun with his fingers and pressed them to my temple. “It goes against your nature to stop breathing, my friend.”
About The Author
I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex.
There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly.
Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve.
I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.
Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing.
I’m a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write.
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