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330 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 31, 2025



"The sight of her eyes filled with tears made his heart stutter. He’d seen many girls cry, but none of them made him want to drop to his knees and beg her not to."


“I’ll never forgive myself.” He stroked her cheek. “I promised myself I’d never hurt you, that I’d always protect you. I failed on both counts today, and I can’t take it back. Can you forgive me?”

"Violet wanted him, but she didn’t want to want him. She’d done her best to keep their relationship platonic, but yesterday he broke through. He wasn’t going to let her withdraw. She was just as susceptible to their chemistry as he was. He’d chain her to him with bonds of the flesh and fulfill sexual desires she tried to keep hidden. She so badly wanted to be a good girl, but she wasn’t, just like there was another side to his wholesome facade. He had to destroy Violet’s image of him as her brother and make her see him as a man. He would make her love him, regardless of the title he carried."

“This message has been on my mind all week,” Pastor Sonny began, gravely eyeing the congregation. “How one sin can change the trajectory of your life. We assume one tiny sin won’t hurt, that no one will find out about it, but no sin escapes God’s notice.”
"She wanted everything to go back to the way it had been when she had nothing to hide, and she felt safe and clean and there was no threat of being exposed. [....] She hadn’t expected this to be so excruciating. Why did doing the right thing feel like she was killing a part of herself? She felt drained, sad, and lonely."

“Last week was a dream for me. Taking your virginity and then having you surrender so completely, giving me everything…” One hand balled into a fist at his side. “Now, you say you want to forget it ever happened, and I’m supposed to go back to treating you like a sister.” He shook his head. “It doesn’t work that way, baby.” [...] He leaned down, kissed her forehead, and murmured, “Lord, forgive me for what I’m about to do.”

"It was always going to end this way. If he was presented with the opportunity to have her, he didn’t have the will to resist. Even if it jeopardized his freedom. Even if it wrecked their family. Nothing compared to the absolute bliss of possessing her. He would pay any price to have her. To be buried inside of her where he belonged."
“How am I going to live without you? I miss you already, and you’re right here.” His hand fisted in her hair. “I’m going for both our sakes, to give us time and space to regain some sanity.”
"She swallowed the lump in her throat. The worst part was, she did miss him, and she hated herself for it. [...] Internally, she was screaming that same bloodcurdling cry she had the day he left. It was the grief-stricken wail of a woman who had lost someone she didn’t think she could live without, but she had no choice."
“But we were raised as siblings. I never saw you as anything else until…” She shook her head wildly..."
