It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? a place to meet and share what you have been and are about to be reading over the week. It’s a great post to organize yourself. It’s an opportunity to visit, comment, and add to your groaning TBR pile! So welcome in everyone. This meme started on J Kaye’s blog and then was hosted by Sheila from Book Journey. Sheila then passed it on to Kathryn at The Book Date.
Jen Vincent, Teach Mentor Texts, and Kellee of Unleashing Readers decided to give It’s Monday! a kid-lit focus. If you read and review books in children’s literature – picture books, chapter books, middle-grade novels, young adult novels, or anything in those genres – join them.
What I am Reading Now
I should have known better than to play with fire…
I’d been burned by Theo Cirillo enough to know that I should have seen this coming.
He loved to show me his merciless side, but I couldn’t stay away from the deviant even if I wanted to.
A prisoner of my own making, playing a game without knowing all the rules. Until the lies he’d been telling, the secrets he’d been keeping began to unravel around us.
He’s the only person I trusted with the truth about my past, but my confession was all for nothing.
He never cared. He already knew.
He was only manipulating me.
Using me.
I was nothing more than a job. A nut he had to crack.
And he split me right open, but he’s about to get a shock because I’m not the kind of girl to roll over and take it.
I’m Emmie Ramsey.
And I’m about to make him pay for ever trying to play me.
What I plan on reading on Monday and Tuesday
Watching her walk away for a second time… nearly destroyed me.
But it was nothing less than I deserved from the things I put her through.
I should have let her go. I’d already caused Emmie enough pain to last a lifetime. But I’m a masochist.
Her pain is my pain.
And she’s mine.
Whether she likes it or not.
She’s my wife.
And the sooner she understands that she belongs by my side, the better.
Till death do us part…
I’m not letting her go.
Nothing she can do will convince me that we’re not made for one another.
We might be toxic. Combustible. A match made in hell.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
And together.
I wanted to drown. I wanted the world to swallow me up whole and take me back to a time when everything was okay. A time when I hadn’t just buried the only father I’ve ever known. One where I’m not watching as my mother loses herself to her grief. One where the pain isn’t so insufferable. Everything in my world is a dull muted grey. I crave colour. Excitement. Recklessness. And that’s when he walks into my life. Tall, dark, handsome, and able to drag me from my own head for just a few hours of wild abandon. He’s the perfect one-night stand. But is everything as simple as that?
Escape Into Reading 