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Synopsis

I was captured…That’s just the beginning of my tale. I’ve survived Purgatory, abuse, and near death. In that abandoned farmhouse I nearly lost everything, but Jacob saved me. We were trapped in this hell together, giving each other the strength to hold on. I fell into darkness with my captor’s son.Until I left him behind.She was perfect, my Alana. Brilliant and full of pain. She understood my darkness and fueled the fire. When she left, I waited patiently to find her, and in her honor, I killed men who took away from innocents. Then I found her…She’s deadly now, a killer too, and perfectly mine. It was beautiful to behold, but she belongs in a cage. My cage. She’ll love me again, or I’ll expose her dirty secrets for the world to see while going down in flames with her. In darkness, it’s most definitely till death do us part.


Warning: This book is full of triggers. It’s wicked dark, with created evil falling in love. People die. They are hurt horribly. The bad guys get away, and there is no apology for it. Hardcore trigger within these pages.

 

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Chapter 1

Taken
Alana

What’s past, is prologue.
-William Shakespeare

I raided the cupboards for something quick and easy to make and grabbed a package of blueberry Pop-Tarts to throw in the toaster. As I waited for them to finish, I figured I’d broach the topic of the father-daughter dance with Dad. Every year, Northside Prep held its annual dance to raise money for the after-school programs. The dance was the talk of the town as the girls ran out to buy their dresses and make appointments for hair and makeup. Me? I got to wait for the dad who never came. This year, I wanted to be the same as the rest of the girls; I wanted him to choose me.
“Hey, Dad, the dance is this weekend. Can you get away from work for a few hours and go with me?”
He looked up from his laptop, eyebrows drawn and a faraway glaze to his eyes. Aaron and I had dubbed this Dad’s “deep thought” expression. Usually, it ended up with one of us in trouble or disappointed, unfortunately.
“What day is it, Lani Girl?” Dad was the only one to call me Lani Girl. I loathed nicknames, especially the horrendous “Al” Aaron kept insisting on calling me. For Dad, I was always his Lani Girl, no matter how much he loved my name Alana Rose.
“Saturday night. The dance starts at eight o’clock,” I replied, hopeful. Always hopeful.
“I’m sure I can get away, sweetheart. Let’s go.”
“Oh, Daddy. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Running around the counter, I gave my dad the biggest hug I could.
“How about I take you to dinner before the dance too. Just the two of us?”
I squeezed him harder. “I’d love that. I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you too. I’m sorry I’ve missed so much lately. Saturday night is all yours. Dinner, the dance, anything you want.”
As he planted a kiss on the top of my head, I thanked him once more before grabbing my Pop-Tarts and heading upstairs to get ready.
I turned my iPod on and danced to Fergie’s “London Bridge” as I made my way to my closet to pick out an outfit. I chewed on the last bite of my Pop-Tart as I sorted through my pants until I landed on a pair of dark-blue American Eagle jeans. I completed the outfit with my tan Ralph Lauren boots I’d received a few weeks earlier for my birthday and a burgundy tank top. Styling my hair in a messy bun, I grabbed my book bag and took one last look around my room to make sure I didn’t forget anything. I had a habit of leaving behind my homework almost every time I left my room.
With one more stop in the kitchen, I threw my arms around my dad and kissed his scruffy cheek as I thanked him again for agreeing to go to the dance. Moving on to my mother, I gave her a kiss on the apple of her cheek. Saying goodbye, I popped my earbuds in my ears and let James Blunt serenade me with “You’re Beautiful” as I headed into the direction of Northside Prep. I had to pick up the pace so I wouldn’t miss the first bell. Lost in my own world, I jumped when a heavy hand came down on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was, thinking it could be Ryan. Instead, a tall man stood in front of me. My five-foot figure was small next to his; he had to be over six feet tall. With wire-framed glasses and dress pants, the man looked harmless enough despite his basketball-player height. He reminded me a lot of our eccentric neighbor, Mr. Edwards. His dark hair blotted out the sun, and his nose, crooked as if had been broken before, caught my attention between steel eyes. He could be hot, but something about him was wrong. Buzzing nerves crept down my arms. Get away from him, Alana. Run.
“Do you have the time?” His gruff voice shocked me to the core. The roughness to it was almost biting.
I offered him the time and backed away. Adrenaline raced through my blood and kicked my heart into a gallop as a cold chill raced down my spine. Continuing my walk to school, I refused to turn and look back, even though I knew his eyes were boring into me. Within a few steps, his hand landed heavily once more on my shoulder, but before I could scream, his other hand came around and covered my face. As the world blurred, I noticed the rag in his hand. The slightly sweet smell filled my nostrils and I swayed, only to be caught before I fell. I was weightless, floating in the air, and then I crashed to the ground and darkness claimed me.

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“Wakey, wakey, little girl.”
Hot breath hit my face with the whispered words. Disoriented and sick to my stomach, I couldn’t wake up fast enough or bring the world into focus. The loss of my bearings made my stomach pitch.
Where am I?
“Wake up. Wake the fuck up. Open your goddamn eyes!”
I shook my head, attempting to clear the fog, as a smack blazed across my face. A cold trickle of fear rushed up my spine. I recognized the voice. The man in glasses who’d stopped me on my way to school. Afraid to open my eyes, I turned my head away from his voice, but surprise filtered through me with a sharp pain spreading over my cheek as his meaty fist connected again. One tear escaped as I bit my lip and opened my eyes before another hit could come my way. He held my arms viciously, digging his fingers into my biceps, and my breasts were smashed into his chest. I could barely touch the floor on my tip-toes.
“Ah, there she is. Hello, sweet girl.”
His voice was beyond creepy. Refusing to respond or look him in the eye, tears choked me, and my cheek burned from his strike.
“Aren’t you a stubborn little one? But oh, so precious. Look at you, sweet cheeks. You’re sure going to be fun to break in. Those stunning looks of yours must’ve driven the boys crazy, but don’t worry, you’ll never have to worry about them again. You’re mine. All mine.”
Terror shook me to my core, and I whimpered. My heart throbbed, pounding so loudly I knew he must have heard it. Mouth dry, and tongue thick in my mouth, I stared at him. This man was a monster, and Lord knew what he planned to do with me. Against my best judgment, I couldn’t stop the words from pouring out of my mouth.
“I want to go home. Please, please, please let me go home. I won’t tell. I promise I won’t tell. Let me go. Please.” My voice cracked over the last word. I wanted my mom back. My dad. Even my brother. Anyone. I didn’t want to be here.
“Isn’t it the cutest thing? You think you have power here. Well, you don’t. You’re nothing but a slave.”
There was recently an abduction case on the news. The newscaster shared tips from law enforcement on how to deal with being taken. Didn’t the police say to make yourself real to your captor? To get them to feel something? Humanize yourself.
“My name is Alana Masters. I’m only seventeen. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’m a normal teenage girl. Please don’t hurt me. Please. Please.”
A change came over him; those must have been the wrong words. Where he looked like a normal man before, his eyes darkened with evil and his face filled with rage.
“Of course you’ve done something wrong, little girl. You’re like the rest of those bitches. Flaunting your ass in front of me. Teasing me but never giving me the time of day. You’re a manipulative little whore. You begged for this. You begged me to take you and make you mine, you fucking bitch. Don’t worry, whore, you’ll learn your place before I’m done with you. I’m going to fuck you up and make you scream. Make you regret turning up your little prim and proper nose at me, cunt.”
His eyes glazed over, lost in his own world. He no longer looked at me. His gaze went through me, and I wondered who he was thinking of. Who did he remember? Frightened more than ever, I wanted to go home. But somehow, I knew the nightmare had only begun. Grabbing my face, the monster brought my face to his. Looking me right in the eyes, he spoke, and every word cut me to the bone.
“You are mine. Your body. Your pussy. All mine. I am going to train you, mold you, and break you. And if you ever, ever dream of escaping me, remember this: You are Alana Masters. Your parents are Alan and Barbara Masters. You live at 3412 West Monroe Street, and you have a younger brother. If you step one foot out of line, little girl, I will kill them all. Their blood will be on your hands.”
When he pushed me away, I landed on the harsh, cold cement. I was in a large cage, maybe about six-by-six, with a mattress full of stains— the smell of urine wafting from it—lying on the floor in one corner and a bucket in another. A loud clang made me spin. He locked me in here. Sweat trickled down my back, and my clammy hands wouldn’t allow me to be fooled into believing this wasn’t real. I had been taken. I’m going to die here. How’d this happen to me? What had I done wrong? I wanted out now. Back with my family, my dad, my mom. But the grit on the ground and the soiled mattress were all I could see through the watery film in my eyes.
“From now on, you will call me Master.” He turned and headed up the darkened staircase, leaving me behind as the tears flowed freely down my face.
“Don’t worry, you’ll eventually have cried so much you won’t be able to cry anymore,” a voice said from the darkness.
“Who’s there?”
“My name is Celia. And I’m you, months from now. Welcome to Purgatory.”

 

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About the Author

Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha Newton’s love of romance novels began long before it should have. After spending years sneaking reads from her grandmother’s stash, she finally decided to pen her own tales. As many will do during their youth, she bounced from fantasy, urban literature, mainstream, interracial, paranormal, heterosexual, and LGBT works until she finally rested in contemporary romance.
LeTeisha is all about deep angst and angry heroes who take a bit more loving to smooth their rough edges. Love comes in many sizes, shapes, and colors, as well as with—or without—absolute beauty and fairy tale sweetness. She writes the darker tales because life is hard … but love is harder.

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Pelican Freak’s 4-star Review:

Formatting: Looks great, appears to be professionally done.

Editing/Proofing: Also appears professional; no distractions.

Overall: Kaye did a great job with this story, giving the reader suspense, romance, organized crime, cop drama, and more. She does a great job with character development as well, keeping Olivia’s character consistent throughout, especially/even when Olivia herself questions it at times. There’s action and passion – seems to be something for everything here. The characters are real, making it all more easy to be sucked in. I couldn’t put this book down. As I understand it, it’s a standalone, but I’d completely read more with these characters.

4 stars.

 

Really – ANY book by Christina Kaye would be a good choice. Her suspenseful thrillers will keep you on the edge of your seat.

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Pelican Freak’s 4.5-star Review:

Deena Rae is a total badass and Slade is yummy. I’m completely addicted to both characters and like with every Pierce Securities book I read, re-evaluating my favorites. I guess they’re all my favorites! Only Conley can design SO many characters that are so lovable in so many different ways.

The editing/proofing are professional, only few mistakes noted. Formatting is gorgeous as always. Cover is delicious and completely fitting.

I completely loved the beginning stages of Deena Rae and Slade’s ‘courtship’ – if you read the book you’ll understand the quotes around that word. It’s fun and unique and completely fitting of the two characters. Also I could completely feel their feelings for one another as each one fell just a little deeper for the other… this happened pretty quickly and there’s lots of heat along the way. It’s extremely fun watching Deena Rae come to terms with her feelings for Slade, as well as her interactions with the rest of the gang. I wish Deena Rae had her own series, actually.

You cannot go wrong with ANY of the Pierce Securities books. While this is a series, all books read as standalones.

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Pelican Freak’s 4.5 out of 5-star Review:

 

Overall: Wow this is addicting. I wasn’t sure what to expect, other than there was maybe a religious history aspect with the archangels. Uri pretty much fits in as a ‘regular’ dude, though Damien stands out more. The dichotomy is brilliant, making it all seem like Damien doesn’t care enough to, like he’s that much more bad or something. I completely couldn’t put this book down. I literally was sneaking in sentences from it around watching my family open Christmas presents. As I wondered why I haven’t picked up this book sooner, I also realized I had a problem. Heather is a very likable character, strong and been through way more than her share. Handles it better than most would and just… inspirational. There are some profound quotes regarding darkness and light in this book and lots of ‘the feels’. There’s some action and leading up to it, some mystery. This book’s got it all and I read it in one sitting, around holiday chaos because I was hooked.

Editing/Proofing/Formatting: Easy on the eyes, formatting is fine. Could use another pass by a proofreader, but the mistakes don’t distract from the reading experience too much – it’s in overall decent shape.FallingForHeaven2

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Pelican Freak’s 4-star review:

 

Formatting:
The book is very easy on the eyes, comfortable. Looks great.

Editing/Proofing:
Must be a professional job! Only noticed a couple of typos.

Characters:
Definately advance designed. For Libby along, I go from feeling sorry for her, to wanting to smack her (She doesn’t always handle things well and has a knack for trouble) back to feeling bad and relating to her… I think Kaye did a great job of laying down the groundwork with some of the other characters. Libby’s mother and mother-in-law, lawyer and even the lead detective and prosecuting attorney have very strong personalities. Continuity works on all of them as well.

Overall:
From the very first page, I was hooked. Libby wakes up covered in blood and… stuff. Of course it looks like she did it! She literally woke up to discover her life turned upside down. All the reader can do is helplessly watch as things just spiral out of control for Libby. I couldn’t put it down – it was exciting throughout.
I did predict it – I predict everything – I don’t think that means everyone will. I highly recommend this. Very suspenseful and exciting!

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They’re adorable and have fun names. The pickle above is Dilly Yo. He came in a clip on, as well as a “super sniffer” – bigger, scented plushie. These make amazing gifts and they made for a super fun party.

I had an end-of-summer celebration with some games and thanks to Tryazon and Whiffer Sniffers, I had loads of stickers, collector’s guides and clip-ons to give out as both door prizes and game prizes. They sent me 8 re-useable totes all put together with merch, as well as a box of extra sheets of stickers and clip-ons. I had four other families over, each with littles. You’ll only see their hands in the pic, as I wasn’t about to slap them with forced pics for sharing online as a requirement for the gifts I had for them.

The kids and adults both ended up loving the whiffer sniffers. I wasn’t sure if the kids would even like them; I definitely didn’t expect to love them myself or to see some of the parents fighting over them. They just smell so good! I wrestled a blueberry guy from my neighbor and hid it. I know, I’m a jerk, but that smell! I had to have it!

Here are a few of the ones that went home with some of my guests.

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Three of my guests came away with that Banana – and wow! He smells like banana-scented candy. Delicious. The cotton candy one, I couldn’t keep my nose off and that strawberry shake looking dude came in a GOLD FOIL package, which means he’s rare. What a find!  They all smell so real and potent. I kinda just wanna surround myself with them. The smells!

I love the bags too, I’m not gonna lie: I totally kept a few for myself, as they’re pretty and I’m enjoying taking them shopping. I may have kept a sheet or two of stickers too; they smell JUST AS GOOD as the clip-ons. It’s unreal.

 

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Pelican Freak’s 5-star review:

Cover:

Editing/proofing:

Seems professional, only a few errors noticed.

Formatting:

Absolutely gorgeous! If only every book were this pretty.

Character development:

So much fun! I like Vanessa and her house- yes her house- is its own character, I think- immediately. All of the book b!tches are great, I related to them all.  The town itself is another character and I quickly fell in love with the small-town vibe. There are characters to loathe, characters to root for, and characters whose books I think I’ve already predicted – overall brilliant design all around, with impressive attention to detail.
Overall:

Wow. This book sucked me in fast and I immediately realized that putting it down resulted in serious separation anxiety. I missed it every second that I wasn’t in it. It was like a drug – I was trying to read it while walking around my neighborhood on errands, and while simultaneously talking to customers at work, for example. Hazardous!

This book has lots going on: there’s romance with heat. There’s new friendships with some really fun women -though I may be partial to the Book Bitches. There’s a bit of paranormal activity with some friendly ghosts that completely add to the charm of the town and every building in it. There’s history, and it’s completely real-feeling and fun and addictive – Conley should publish more Historicals, I’d read those all day. There’s also some modern-day mystery, which I’ll let you see for yourself… Definitely highly recommend this book.

I tend to predict everything, and I usually will not rate a book 5 stars unless it can manage to surprise me somewhere. However, this is a 5-star read, surprises or not. That said, there were a few little surprises /a few things that didn’t go exactly to my predictions.

I’ll be very impatiently waiting on the rest of this series and I strongly recommend giving this book a read. If you’ve never read Conley- do it. Start with this or Saving Charlie or Craze (which is free at the time of this posting).

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