Get all 4 books in this incredible deal on The Thorn Chronicles Complete Series Tears streamed down my face as I tore the buds off and ripped away the leaves. I upended the pot, and the rich soil poured over my feet and skirt. I shredded the stalks as sobs fought their way out, and blood trickled down my palms. I welcomed the hurt. The punishment.I continued to destroy my beloved Kaisers until a bloom from the hanging Dream Weaver fell in front of my nose. I inhaled deeply. I calmed, and a wondrous sleep fell over me. Everything was blessedly quiet, and I tasted honey on my lips. In my head, visions of faraway places with huge, roaring waterfalls played like a movie.But I wasn’t quite asleep. My eyes would not open, and my hands would not move.Footsteps shuffled around me. The agony in my head disappeared, and my trembling stilled. Thoughts raced through my brain, but no emotion came. Only peace. The swishing of a broom distracted me. I wanted to move, but not even my pinky toe would budge. My eyes refused to listen to my commands to open. Hours passed.Eventually, a finger traced along my jaw. It tingled a bit but didn’t burn. How strange to be touched but not be hurt. The skin was rough, like someone who worked with his hands. A gardener perhaps. Someone who shared my love of roses. I waited. This must be a dream. A fantasy that my unconscious mind thought would be a good idea of a sick joke.A warm cloth gently cleaned my wounds from the rose thorns. The pain disappeared, and the gardener left my side. I tried to sigh, but nothing happened. Then, a hand picked up one of my feet and slowly washed away the dirt with such gentleness. I wished to awaken and see who would take such care of me. No one had done so in the last eight years.Strong arms slid under my legs and neck and picked me up. My head rested against his heart. It beat fast. His muscles rippled underneath my cheek, and he whisked me silently out the door. I instantly missed the smell of roses.A door creaked open, and the whoosh of an air conditioner sounded loud in my ears. We moved with complete silence, and he laid me down with care on my bed. At least I hoped it was my bed. He put me under the blankets and placed my hands across my chest.Then, he kissed me. Continue Reading The Thorn Chronicles if you like: Arranged Marriage Fish out of Water Forbidden Love Love Triangle Woman in Peril He falls first ★★★★★ “I simply couldn't put them down as I wanted to know what was going to happen next!” – The Thorn Chronicles Reader WARNING: This series contains books that you can't put down. Books Included in the bundle:
