Title: The Scars of Us
Author: Nikki Narvaez
Genre: Dark New adult Romance
Release
Date: February 9, 2014
*Synopsis*
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Kaiya Marlow has always been cautious, precise
in every decision she makes. When her dark past threatens to resurface, she
decides to take precautions to protect herself by enrolling in self-defense
classes at her gym.
Her instructor, Ryker Campbell, is the tattooed womanizer everyone warns about. Kaiya deliberately avoids Ryker outside of their classes together, but the more time they spend training together, the harder it is for Kaiya to resist him.
Ryker's view on relationships is simple: strictly sex, nothing more. Haunted by demons from his past, he never allows himself to become attached to any woman. No attachment means no weakness, no vulnerability, no pain. He doesn't realize that his whole world is about to be turned upside down when the stunning Kaiya enters his self-defense class. Determined to have her, at least for one night, Ryker sets a plan into motion that will change both of their lives forever.
Will love be able to heal their scars, or will they be too deep to overcome?
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*Excerpt*
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“Why are you avoiding me?” Ryker angrily spat, closing the
door to the sauna. His eyes ran over me as he crossed his arms over his broad
chest. Clad only in a pair of gym shorts and no shirt, his skin gleamed with a
sheen of sweet. He looked like he’d just finished working out. Fuck me.
“Are you really going to do this in here?” I snapped back as
I clutched my towel to me.
His voice was gruff and matter of fact. “I have no other
choice—you've missed class for almost three weeks now, and you won't answer my
calls.”
“I've been busy,” I lied.
The truth was that I'd been sulking around my apartment
trying not to think of Ryker, which was almost impossible. He dominated every
thought, much like his presence did in real life.
Eyes narrowing in determination, he advanced toward me,
causing me to back up into the tile wall. Surprisingly, I wasn't scared—Ryker
never caused that kind of fear in me. What he made me feel was more of an
exhilarating kind of the fear, the kind you get when you're about to do
something like bungee jump or skydive, the kind that excites your soul.
Caging me between his arms, my already fevered skin heated
more from his proximity as he pressed against me with his body. I hadn't realized
just how much I missed his touch until his skin reunited with mine, making me
feel as though a piece of me had been lost since we'd last been together.
Ryker's eyes met mine, and there was no denying the desire
and longing in them. “Always fighting me, Warrior,” he softly spoke as he
caressed my cheek with the back of his knuckles. Leaning in, he grazed my neck
with his lips. The combination of heat from the steam and his mouth began to
blanket me in a heady fog, evaporating all thought and replacing it with lust.
“I've missed you,” Ryker murmured against my skin before
tracing the curve of my jaw with his tongue. My breath escaped in a low moan as
he pulled my body closer to him, leaving no space between us while he continued
to taste me.
My hands tangled in his hair, leaving my loose towel barely
clinging to my sweaty skin. When he brought his lips to mine, I let go of
everything, losing myself in him and how he made me feel.
He groaned in my mouth as our tongues met, tangling together
seamlessly as he lifted me. My legs automatically wrapped around him as he
pressed me up against the wall, his hardened erection pushing against my
already heated core.
Ryker nipped at my lips as he ripped the towel from my body,
tossing it to the floor as his callused hands reacquainted themselves with my
skin. God, I missed him. I don't think I'll ever be the same without his touch.
Finding my breasts, Ryker's talented fingers massaged my stiff nipples before
his mouth claimed them. The blissful combination of his soft, wet mouth and
hard, smooth tongue ring against my sensitive flesh caused a moan to escape
from my throat.
Leaning my head back against the wall, I let Ryker consume
me. He eagerly suckled my breasts, pulling each nipple with his teeth before
caressing it with that amazing piercing again. I love how he makes me feel—so
alive … almost whole.
“Ryker,” I breathlessly moaned as I reached for his shorts.
Slipping my hand inside, I found his cock and pulled it out, needing him to
fill me.
He didn't hesitate—he never did. Gripping my hips, he thrust
himself inside my slick sex as his mouth reclaimed mine. Sweat beaded on our
skin as he roughly pummeled me against the tile, taking me closer to heaven
with each stroke.
Ryker's thick shaft stretched my walls, the pleasurable pain
spreading throughout every inch of my limbs. I reveled in how he made me forget
everything else, immersing me in us and the beauty of how our bodies perfectly
connected. He unraveled and completed me all at the same time.
“Fuck, I missed you, baby, missed the taste of your sweet
skin,” Ryker groaned against my lips.
I love it when he talks to me like that.
I forced him deeper inside me with my legs, tightening my
hold around his hips. He growled his approval, increasing the pace and
intensity of his thrusts as his cock blissfully ravaged me.
Ryker's lips left mine as he nuzzled his face into my neck
and placed soft kisses along my skin. “I haven't been able to get you off my
mind. I've been going crazy thinking about you, baby.”
“Me too. I've missed you so much,” I whimpered as I guided
his mouth back to mine.
His strength amazed me, unwavering as he supported my weight
while simultaneously using his body to fuck me senseless. Ryker continuously
pumped into me, creating a sensual rhythm just for us as our bodies molded
together in harmony.
Ryker pulled back and grasped my face in his inked hands.
“Never again, Warrior.” His voice was gruff and deep, laced with emotion.
“Can't go through that again.”
“Never, baby, never,” I whispered.
His mouth crashed on mine again. Every press of Ryker's lips,
every caress from his hands, and every stroke of his amazing cock pushed me
closer to ecstasy. My body ached for it, needing release after craving Ryker
for so long.
As if sensing how close I was, Ryker pounded harder into me,
creating the perfect combination of pain and pleasure within my body. My nails
raked across his back as I cried out in euphoria, my climax sending tremors of
sensation throughout my limbs. My thighs trembled against his hips as his
strokes intensified in both speed and strength, seeking his own release.
Seconds later, he withdrew his throbbing cock from my sex before shooting his
cum up between my breasts.
The sticky heat of the room was stifling, making it more difficult
to breathe as we disentangled ourselves. Picking up my towel, Ryker gently
wiped his release from my skin, snapping me out the sensual fog we’d created.
Immediately, I felt self-conscious, causing panic to root within me. Anxiety
began to tighten in my body, trying to seize every muscle in its grasp as it
attempted to take hold.
Ryker's hand cupped my cheek. “What's wrong?”
My eyes snapped to his, trying to focus on him to pull myself
out of my downward spiral. My chest heaved as it struggled to breathe, causing
Ryker's eyes to crease in worry. “Breathe, baby, breathe. It's okay, everything
is okay.”
Breathe. In, out, in, out. The pressure began to relinquish
as I concentrated on Ryker's face. Both of his hands clasped my face. “You with
me, baby?”
I gave him a tight nod. My chest was still somewhat
constricted, and my muscles were stiff, but the tension was slowly easing away.
“I'm sorry—I have to go,” I stammered as I snatched the towel from Ryker's
hand. I darted around him toward the exit while trying to wrap the cloth around
me.
“You don't have to run from me, Warrior,” he called out after
me. Ryker’s words stopped me, only a few feet from the door. I felt him behind
me as his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling my body against his. Pressing a
soft kiss to my shoulder, he murmured, “Talk to me, baby.”
My mouth dried up, the words stuck in my throat. I blinked
rapidly, willing back tears. Ryker slowly turned me to face him and pressed our
foreheads together as he released a breath.
“I know you've been hurt before, experienced things that no
one should ever have to. Just know that I'd never do that to you. Ever. I know
you're probably not ready to talk about it yet, but when you are, I'll be
here.”
And with those words, Ryker smashed a small hole in the
barrier surrounding the broken pieces of my heart.
*Review*
What can I say about "Scars of Us" that have never being said yet, this was a fan-fucking-tastic book, of every thing that is pure epicness. I love the hell out of this books so much, the story was well written, this book had a way of building up the suspense that will cause to want to read more. I will start by talking about the characters, first is Kaiya. When I first started to read I knew whatever she went through that caused her to be both scarred on the inside and out is one thing that was very deceitful, but once you find out who did those horrible things to her you will have no other choice but to feel for her. Now I am going to talk about the sexy, tattooed, playboy Ryker. I bet he wasn't expecting to fall right on his ass once he met Kaiya, but boy did he fall and he didn't want to get up. As fate have it, both Kaiya and Ryker have serious trust issues, why, because how can you trust when you were deceived in such a horrible way by individuals that you love. But they have come to find out that they will tackle their demons together and fight each other's battles and try their best to see if with time they can heal the scars of their past with the love that they have for each other. This book was well written by Nikki, I cannot wait to find out what she has in store for us next. I am instant fan of hers, excellent story.
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