Angie Carlin

Elijah Blackwood was perfect, in every way possible. He was the one women stared at, the one all the guys wished to be. But it seemed Elijah's gorgeous appearance was a simple façade.

I was closed up, damaged inside, and in my downfall, he looked so perfect. So ... tempting. He pulled me into his life, and I broke through the surface of his secrets. It was a path that I took willingly. It was a path I never should have taken, for Elijah Blackwood was more complicated than life itself. Elijah Blackwood was more dangerous than life itself. While I was stuck in the dirt and unable to move, he was three times deeper in it all. The danger of it took my breath away. The worst part about it was that I loved it. I loved every single thing about him. His touch, I craved. His smile, I desired. His sparkling eyes made the world so much brighter. I can't lose that. I wouldn't be able to bear it. So I'm stuck in my own daydream, praying that it won't fade back into a nightmare.