Author: K Larsen
Series: Bloodlines #3
Publisher: Writer's Edge Publishing
Release Date: August 2014
Genre: New Adult Romance
More Info: Goodreads
My name is Sawyer Crown, I own Bloodlines Tattoo Parlor, despise drama, and have a penchant for broken women. It's a habit I intend to kick.
Our arrangement had been simple. Clara and I slept together if and when we wanted too. We were always best friends first. We raised Allie together with love. Four years into it did people assume we were married- yes. Did people assume I was Allie's father- sure. Did I love every second of that- most definitely.
Then my world exploded. Clara left me. Moved on. I'm supposed to too. I just haven’t figured the moving on part out quite yet. The heart wants what it wants right? Or maybe the mind want what it wants for the heart. All of those scenarios are bullsh*t though. Clara went for the gold. She carved out the happiness she needed, wanted.
Now it’s my turn.
Everything seemed to be going great until a crazy one night stand that changed my world. How could anyone ever be prepared for Pepper Philips?
Praise for Resistance
“I think this will definitely be a must read. K. Larsen has hit it out of the park with this little twisted story of Magnolia/Cypress. 5 Stars”
Author R.L. Griffin
“Edgy, raw, intriguing, captivating…an absolute must read. One. Two. Three. Breathe. Four. Five. Six. ~5~ Truth or Lie? ~Adapt or die~ Stars”
Book Crush Book Blog
” This story deserve 5 stars, if not more, and I cant wait to get my hands on the next book by Ms. Larsen.”
This Redhead LOVES Books Blog
“Myyyy godddd. This book is everything I love wrapped up in one amazing little package. It’s got suspense, mystery, and some super crazy twists. It was one of the hardest books to put down that I’ve read in a LONG time.”
I’ll Be Reading Book Blog
“Wow, one of my favorites this year. A real page turner ….”
Magic Within The Pages Book Blog
You will hate me, love me or love to hate me but either way it doesn’t matter. Everything I touch turns to crap and it’s all my fault. See, I lived through hell. Then I escaped hell and carefully spent the next eight years crafting a perfect little life until Domini Napoli screwed it all up. Now nothings right. Everything’s wrong and all my secrets are coming out.
My story started out cliche: good girl falls for bad boy. One wrong move changed all that; turns out the good girl doesn’t save the bad boy. My story goes from cliche to risque to mind blowing. My story is different from all the others because the events of my story led me to one thing…my objective.
Remembering him comes in dreams and flashbacks that I can’t control. I tell myself it’s time to let go…but moving on from him is impossible when I still see our lives in my head.
When you kill your soul mate you don’t ever really recover.
A year of trying to forget, or rather move past it, has taught me that you can’t. It’s an impossibility to move on from that kind of horrific form of betrayal. If you’re too selfish or scared for suicide like me, you learn to wake up every morning and follow routine. One foot in front of the other, day after day.
Hollow. Lifeless. Haunted. Loving him was like the sun on a summer day. Living without him is like slowly burning to death. Torture.