"The suspense found within this story was very well done. [...] This was a quick read but it was really good. Would I recommend? If you take into account there are some trigger scenes and are okay with that, then yes I would recommend. The cover was what drew me in, the blurb hooked me, and the story sold me." Sara, Goodreads
Published: February 7th, 2018
A sexy romance. A twisted mystery. One mistake can change everything.
On a sweltering summer day, Daisy Aldridge knocks on the wrong door. Yanked inside. Trapped and pressed against her only means of escape she spirals into a panic. Years ago she suffered an assault. Alone and afraid, she kept it hidden and dealt with the emotional aftermath in her own way.
But this time she’s not alone. She’s helped by a man who seems vaguely familiar. Roy Blackwood is massive, muscled, powerful, and controlled. She tells herself she wants nothing to do with him.
Roy sees through her resistance. He wants her. Needs her. He promises to find the identity of her birth parents and unveil the person who leaves her anonymous gifts. And most important of all, earn the love and trust of Daisy Aldridge..
A standalone, full-length romance.
“He’s coming.” Proctor tilts his head to the side like he’s listening.
At one time, the tattoos must have been impressive, but now they are bifurcated and obscured by the scarred flesh. Focus, I tell myself. “You’ve known all along, haven’t you?”
He shrugs like we’re talking about last night’s baseball game. “The information has not been verified.”
I close my eyes to keep from launching myself at him. And now I do hear something. The sound of heavy footfalls and breathing and, suddenly, Roy is looming in the doorway with Gavin close behind.
He stops and takes in the room. In the way parents would take stock of a situation if their child was suddenly cornered by a lion. “Come with me,” he orders.
“No!” I throw my shoulders back. “I’m a freak.” God help me, I look straight at Proctor. “I can’t process this. Can’t deal with this.” I lunge for the door, and Roy grabs me by the shoulders.
“There’s nothing wrong with you.”
“Are you serious?” I relax like I’m going to sag against him long enough for his grip to loosen and I free myself. Gavin immediately blocks the doorway. Proctor is still in the same position, studying me.
“We don’t know if the information is correct. I wasn’t trying to hide it from you. We agreed we’d look at it in the morning.”
“What are you gonna do? Trap me in here like a wild animal? I need to run, to do something, to bash my head into a tree trunk or…” I toss my arms up. “Get out of my way.”
Roy widens his stance and looks as big as a Mack truck as he blocks my path to the door. “Not going to happen. We’ll go back to the house and wait for the therapist.”
The more spun up I get, the calmer he is, and it’s driving me insane. “No!” I scream.
Gavin coughs and turns his back to us. Proctor’s eyes are too bright, like he’s found his new favorite toy.
I did accomplish something, because Roy is fuming and his neck muscles bulge as his green eyes cut into me. “In. The. House.” He points toward the door. “Now.”
“Oh, no you don’t. You aren’t my father.” My laugh is hysterical. I twist the engagement ring from my finger and throw it at him. My aim is true. It bounces off his chest and lands somewhere behind the sofa. “We aren’t together anymore. We aren’t anything anymore. You’ve been hiding things from me since I met you. I’m done.”
“Daisy, please, I’m not letting you go running off.”
I can’t take being trapped in here with him. I make a run for the door, only to be picked up by Roy. I’m not Daisy anymore. I’m an animal fighting for release. I’m struggling to keep the awful truth from replaying inside my head.
“Give it to me,” Roy orders.
My eyes whip around, and Gavin has something in his hand. “No.” My legs pinwheel, desperate to keep whatever Gavin has away from me. “What is that?”
“A sedative. Something to calm you.”
“Boy,” Gavin barks. “Not a good idea.”
“This is wrong. Please, Roy, don’t do this to me.”
He takes me to the floor with his body pinning me in place, his knee on my thigh. I’m fighting him with everything I have, but it’s impossible, and my head rolls to the side. Proctor has knelt to watch. The sharp jab of the needle into my upper thigh stills me. Roy’s knee lifts.
I look up at his tortured eyes as I drift off. “I’ll never forgive you.”
About the author:
Rebecca Trogner started writing her first novel after watching True Blood. Of course it was about vampires and thus The Last Keepers Daughter was born. The next, The Last Guardian Rises, continued the series. Her latest book, Secrets In Our Scars, is a contemporary romance and a lot spicier. She's working on her fourth book with the help of her rescued animal pets.
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