She couldn’t have foreseen the lies and family betrayal that would inevitably rob her of the man she loved and forever change her life.
TEN YEARS LATER
Willow returned to the town life she loved so much, no longer ignorant to those who had separated her from the man she’d loved. She was back now to make those responsible pay for all they’d taken from her. In her search what she found was the hardened man Re Morgan had become…
…a man whose mere glance reignited a passion she had thought long since forgotten.
Re Morgan had left a horde of jilted lovers in his trail. When he seen Willow again across the crowded dancehall, he wanted nothing more than to add her to this list. Re wanted little more than a short, heated affair.
What he became involved in was far more scandalous than he could have ever imagined.
EXCERPT:
Willow stood with her back to Re, never able to see his approach. She didn’t even see the look of horror on his face...nor did he see the gleam of tears on her cheeks. All he saw was her being held in Chris’s arms, her body only a breath away from his. It was a closeness he knew was far from accepted in polite society.
It was a closeness he shared with her...had thought to only share with her.
Looking to his friend, Re silently pleaded with him. He needed to hear him say it was all just a misunderstanding. He needed him to put at ease the quickly growing doubt in his heart.
But he didn’t hear any of this. All he saw was the obvious lust gleaming in the young man’s eyes.
Chris cocked his brow, as if it was obvious their reason for being together. When Re looked at him, begging to know the truth, Chris’s smile turned into an obvious sneer.
Slowly, he shrugged his shoulders.
“How could I refuse?” he muttered, his words almost a whisper.
Hearing this short statement through her distress, Willow knew someone had found them. Raising her tear-covered face from Chris’s shoulder she tried to free herself from his unrelenting grasp. Realising her struggles were useless, she turned in his arms to see who had approached them. Only too late did she realise just how suggestive her position would look.
Her eyes’ meeting the hurt and pain in Re’s eyes, Willow knew instantly what he was concluding of what he was seeing.
“Re,” she whispered, almost desperate.
His dark stare turned hateful.
“Damn you both to hell!” he spat at them, immediately turning back to make a quick return to the estate house.
“Re,’ she again called after him, struggling against Chris’s tight hold.
When Chris didn’t let her go despite her struggles, she turned slightly and pushed him away with all her might.
“You son of a bitch,’ she spat at him, suddenly realising this man’s intentions.
“I may be, madam,” he replied casually. “Yet even you can’t deny what you wanted when you lured me out here.”
Her dark eyes narrowed with hate.
“I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!”
Turning quickly, Willow ran after Re’s retreating figure. She knew what he must be thinking, but he had to know she played no willing part in it. He had to know the truth.
“Willow,” Chris called after her, slight anger in his tone. “Damn it, you know you want this as much as I do.”
But she never turned back to him. She only kept chasing the retreating figure of the man she loved.
It was a closeness he shared with her...had thought to only share with her.
Looking to his friend, Re silently pleaded with him. He needed to hear him say it was all just a misunderstanding. He needed him to put at ease the quickly growing doubt in his heart.
But he didn’t hear any of this. All he saw was the obvious lust gleaming in the young man’s eyes.
Chris cocked his brow, as if it was obvious their reason for being together. When Re looked at him, begging to know the truth, Chris’s smile turned into an obvious sneer.
Slowly, he shrugged his shoulders.
“How could I refuse?” he muttered, his words almost a whisper.
Hearing this short statement through her distress, Willow knew someone had found them. Raising her tear-covered face from Chris’s shoulder she tried to free herself from his unrelenting grasp. Realising her struggles were useless, she turned in his arms to see who had approached them. Only too late did she realise just how suggestive her position would look.
Her eyes’ meeting the hurt and pain in Re’s eyes, Willow knew instantly what he was concluding of what he was seeing.
“Re,” she whispered, almost desperate.
His dark stare turned hateful.
“Damn you both to hell!” he spat at them, immediately turning back to make a quick return to the estate house.
“Re,’ she again called after him, struggling against Chris’s tight hold.
When Chris didn’t let her go despite her struggles, she turned slightly and pushed him away with all her might.
“You son of a bitch,’ she spat at him, suddenly realising this man’s intentions.
“I may be, madam,” he replied casually. “Yet even you can’t deny what you wanted when you lured me out here.”
Her dark eyes narrowed with hate.
“I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!”
Turning quickly, Willow ran after Re’s retreating figure. She knew what he must be thinking, but he had to know she played no willing part in it. He had to know the truth.
“Willow,” Chris called after her, slight anger in his tone. “Damn it, you know you want this as much as I do.”
But she never turned back to him. She only kept chasing the retreating figure of the man she loved.
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BIO:
Faye Hall is an Australian author
published with Red Sage Publishing. Her tales are all set in rural towns of
North Queensland, Australia in the late 1800's.
Her
second eBook, 'She's a Lot Like You' will be release April 2014. Set in
Ravenswood, Queensland 1860, the story spans 10 years, and illustrates the
constant struggles two people have to endure to be together. They have to overcome scandal, lies, and a
tie between their families neither are aware of until it is too late.
Faye’s
debut eBook, 'My Gift To You' was released late 2012. It is set in the small Burdekin shire,
Queensland close to where Faye grew up. Starting in 1866, ‘My Gift To You’
tells the struggles two young people have, one hunting for those that murdered
her parents, the other struggling to fit into the society around him. Together they find a passion filled love
they’d dared not dreamed existed.
Throughout
the script, Faye has mentioned a few native Australian icons such as Black
Opals and Gidgy seeds, her way of including some of her countries unique
heritage into her script.
A
third eBook has also been contracted also with Red Sage titled 'Mistress
of Purity'. Set between the townships of Sarina and Proserpine, it
promises to bring suspense…scandal and intrigue unlike no other. There’s old
estate houses…secrets passageways…murderers…hidden desires…
Faye’s
books can be purchased direct from Red Sage at:-
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