
Author: Clarissa Wild
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: September 20, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
More Info: Goodreads
Purchase: Amazon US
Purchase: Amazon UK
Maybell Fairweather was the girl of my dreams.
Always smiling brightly, she kept going, despite the names her classmates called her behind her back.
She was full of curiosity and independence, the extent of which I could only be jealous of. Even though she had all odds stacked against her, she knew what she wanted from life and pursued it, no matter the cost.
She was completely my opposite in every way.
Perfect, even though she couldn’t see it.
Perfect … until me.
Because this is the story of how I ruined her.
Based on a true story. Standalone Romance. No cliffhanger.
Title: Ruin
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Booming Covers
Release Date: September 20, 2016
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“You’re my hero. And I forgive you.”
“Don’t say that …” he whispers.
“I get it now. You don’t have to explain it. I’m not angry, and I’m not sad. I just want you.”
I look up at him with the biggest smile I can muster, and it seems to lighten his mood too.
There’s still a hint of something … a kind of darkness I can’t explain … but it’s okay for now. Some things are better left unsaid.
I turn around and take a step into the hallway, looking back to grab his hand and pull him along every step of the way. I slowly guide him to my living room and turn the lights off. His face glows in the dark as I lean in as close as I possibly can, wrapping my arms around his waist. My lips inch toward his and I softly press a kiss on the side of his lips, and then another one on the other edge.
His lips slowly find their way to mine until we’re locked in a heated kiss.
My head feels heavy with thirst. I crave him more than I’ve ever craved anything. It’s unfamiliar to me but feels natural too. Like we were destined to end up together like this … desperately kissing … greedily pulling each other closer.
My cheeks burn with the heat he exudes, and soon, his whole body radiates, and I can’t get enough. I need to get closer, have every inch of my body next to his.
So I bring his hands to my waist and curl them underneath my shirt, coaxing him to pull it up. He hesitates for a second, but with my smile and my lips on his, he has no reason to hold back anymore.
He pulls the shirt over my head and kisses my neck, not even caring to look at my breasts. I don’t feel insecure with him. All I can feel are the raging hormones, the need, the lust.
His lips make a trail from my neck down to my breasts, where he plants a kiss between them. Then he throws off his own shirt, not giving a shit where it lands. I sense a change in his demeanor, as he no longer feels like the uncertain boy but more like a guy with a hunger he needs to satiate.
His curls tickle my neck as he kisses my shoulder. “This is crazy,” he murmurs against my ears.
“I like crazy …” I whisper as he wraps his arms around me and lets his lips roam free across my body.
“But how far?” he asks.
I moan when he places a kiss right below my earlobe.
“Until the end. Don’t stop,” I say.
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