A Cure For A Curse – K R Bacher

And the way he looked at me now, it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand. There was such desire. “Or is it just me you fight?” He continued, the droplets of rain that had begun falling not stopping his words. “Isn’t that why you’re out there, day in, day out? Doing back-breaking work, building a life for yourself?

Fighting for yourself.” He paused for a brief moment, leaning in closer. “Speaking of, how does he fit into all of that? Does he even know what you do out here every day? Does he have any idea of your tenacity? Where is he? Why isn’t he out there helping you make your dreams come true? Have you even told him about the threats against you?

Does he care? Or are you just some prized flower to stand behind his cheese stall?” The truth in his words hit hard, but why was he saying all of this. “What are you saying?” “I… I don’t know. I just know that I can’t pretend to hate you anymore.” There was crackling tension between us, that neither of us seemed able to ignore.

Our breathing was heavy, and I swear we’d gone from fighting each other to fighting something else, something so much more dangerous. Something neither of us were ready to face. I clenched my fists, every muscle tense, fighting the insane urge to reach out and pull him closer. Knowing that I shouldn’t, knowing it would ruin everything.

Because it would, wouldn’t it? So why did I want it so much? As if able to read my thoughts, he did exactly what I couldn’t. His hand glided up the curve of my spine, feather-soft, hesitant but deliberate, like he tried to show restraint but failed.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. AI was not used in any part of the production of this book. ISBN 9798310674394 (paperback) krbacher.com 1kitap1.com/en AUTHOR’S NOTE & CONTENT WARNING CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAOTER 6 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 15 CHAPTER 16 CHAPTER 17 CHAPTER 18 CHAPTER 19 CHAPTER 20 CHAPTER 21 CHAPTER 22 CHAPTER 23 CHAPTER 24 CHAPTER 25 CHAPTER 26 CHAPTER 27 CHAPTER 28 CHAPTER 29 CHAPTER 30 CHAPTER 31 CHAPTER 32 CHAPTER 33 CHAPTER 34 CHAPTER 35 CHAPTER 36 CHAPTER 37 CHAPTER 38 CHAPTER 39 CHAPTER 40 EPILOGUE PRONUNCIATION GUIDE ALSO BY K.

R. BACHER 1kitap1.com/en AUTHOR’S NOTE & CONTENT WARNING Your mental wellbeing matters so please check the list of potential tiggers before reading. CONTENT WARNING Abusive relationships, Alcohol, Anxiety, Arson, Attempted murder, Blood, Bones, Death, Depression, Domestic Abuse, Drugs, Explicit language, Hallucinations, Kidnapping, Murder, Pregnancy, Ritual sacrifice (not on page), Sexually explicit scenes, Smoking, Suicidal Ideation, Tampering of Contraceptives (not by MMC), Violence. Additionally, this book is written in British English. That means there are more ‘ou’s and ‘s’ instead of z’s. But it’s more than that.

There are differences in grammar, syntax and cultural norms so please keep this in mind. 1kitap1.com/en To Those of us that feel a little broken. 1kitap1.com/en I CHAPTER 1 -Sylas- was so fucking bored, a fact that perplexed me. I should be enjoying myself and, going by the noises the dark-haired female was making, she clearly was. So why wasn’t I? ​I was irretrievably broken. That’s why. ​I threw my head back as I let out a low guttural sound, entering her fully.

​Maybe I was dead on the inside. ​I certainly felt that way. ​It’s not that I wasn’t attracted to her—I was—and fuck, I had no problem performing. My body responded just as it should, but my mind… that was something else entirely. I slapped her behind before holding onto it roughly as I forged on. It was more than mere boredom. I felt no joy or satisfaction. And I’d already begun thinking maybe I never would again.

​The rickety, old wooden table creaked beneath us; the loud chatter and clatter of tankards of the get-together down in the Alehouse were more than enough to cover the sound of our little brief attempt at a reprieve.

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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