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THE DARKEST JOY:
A sexy and poignant new adult novel from New York Times bestseller Marata Eros, about two lost souls who find each other in the wake of tragedy, only to learn that love may not be enough to heal the wounds of a dark and tortured past...
Twenty year-old Brooke Starr has escaped the aftermath of a brutal tragedy by abandoning her music studies and moving north to take a summer position as a part-time deck hand on a deep-sea fishing boat. When her survivor’s guilt becomes unbearable, Brooke realizes there's only one thing she can do to finally erase the pain.
Deep sea fisherman, Chance Taylor, has just wrapped his guitar set at the local saloon when he sees the silhouette of a young woman in repose, the full moon highlighting her shadow as she plummets from a pier too high for diving... into water too cold to survive. Without thinking, he plunges in after her, saving Brooke from drowning.
As Chance works to save her from her own emotional fragility, Brooke finally begins to learn how to save herself. But when their chemistry begins to consume them, Brooke withdraws. She’s determined to be the master of her own destiny... until the past catches up with her in a cataclysmic plan so dark, so final... it threatens their love and their very lives.
So it's confession time, I can see it in Brooke's eyes, the curiosity killing the cat. She's not from around here, she doesn't know. What she does know is my place is not a typical fisherman's shack. I haven't asked her the details of the tragedy that's put that haunting look in her eyes, though I think she really needs to talk about it. Maybe giving her details of my life will bridge that gap.
“So,” she says, running a finger down the glossy granite slab that covers my kitchen island, every surface mirrored, black and perfect. Knotty alder cabinets run standard height above the counters and touch the ceiling where pendant lights drop from deep amber logs to hover above the island where Brooke's eyes travel every surface. “Nice place,” she says with dripping coyness.
I bark out a laugh. “Yeah.”
“Drug dealer?” she asks and I laugh harder.
I manage to rein it in. “No.” But my eyes sparkle.
She moves around the island, where I'm perched on a stool and pushes between my legs. I get hard as she presses between them and my breath squeezes in my throat. “Pimp?” she debates softly.
“No,” I reply just as soft, tucking her in tighter, pressing her against me with my hands at the small of her back. I groan into her hair. “You're killing me...”
Coming February 18, 2014 in paperback and eCopy!