Excerpt and Sweepstakes: In the Garden of Discontent by Lily White

This is a love story.
It’s brutal.
Heartwrenching.
Terrifying, honest, and raw.
But a love story nonetheless…because it is so beautiful.
Ensley: Noah Carter was the type of guy that every girl wanted.
Gorgeous. Talented. Smart and kind.  He was the world that revolved around me even though I didn’t deserve him.  But then something went wrong.  He snapped maybe, just lost his mind.  I found him the night my family died, their blood staining his hands.
I put him in prison. I got my revenge.  But then years later he broke free and stole me away from my life.
Noah: You couldn’t know Ensley without wanting to strangle her.  She was beautiful. She was wild. She was the girl next door.  I grew up with her by my side.  I watched her destroy herself while I held on.  I protected her when she had been blind to the danger that surrounded her.  I let her go once, only to find her again.  She would see me this time no matter what.

Excerpt from In the Garden of Discontent:

“I hate you,” she hissed, hair wild around her face like it always had been.

“I know.”

Her body shook, and her shoulders wilted, arms curled around her body, fingernails digging into her skin. “I need-“

“I know,” I said, stepping forward to grab onto her so she wouldn’t have to say it.

Our eyes met in the shadow of that room. “You don’t need to say it. I know.”

I’ve always known…but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Ens melted in my grasp, like water through my hands, trying to slip away and escape so she could damage herself in some way I couldn’t stop, but I wouldn’t let her.

Not this time.

Not again.

Gripping my hand over the back of her head, I pulled her to me, my mouth locking over hers, tongue risking the clench of her teeth because she would fight me tooth and nail while this happened, but that’s what she needed.

To fight me.

To injure me.

Because she had never been able to fight them.

Fingernails cut into my biceps, her body thrashing to break free, but I held on and kissed her like I was giving her the air she needed to breathe.

Shoving Ensley down on the bed, I grabbed the back of my shirt to strip it off, every muscle in my body tense because I knew I was a bastard for wanting this.

For wanting her.

For taking advantage, even though it had never been my intent.

 

 

Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.

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