~Synopsis~
When trust is challenged and desire takes control, is
love enough to conquer fear?
When
geeky book nerd Autumn Blakewood falls for the cocky, confident fighter Hunter
Bane she knows she’s in for life. Their undeniable connection, fueled by the
desire to protect, grows stronger every passing second. However, the need to
feel cherished threatens her college graduation, family bonds, and future,
tearing her apart, but she won’t give up on Hunter so easily …
After
he was abandoned by his family, Hunter Bane struggles to cope with daily life.
Having a learning disability turns every task into a challenge. With his
brother now free, Hunter feels the pressure to succeed and take care of the
people he loves, forcing him to choose between college and a job. Hunter’s
devotion to Autumn keeps him on the right path. His infatuation with her turns
lust into passion, drawing out his alpha tendencies. But with affection comes
admission, putting a strain on their relationship as secrets are exposed and
unforeseen circumstances spiral out of control.
Being
complete opposites, their love is flaming hot, but it burns away all
inhibitions, unveiling the fears that were locked deep inside. As past and
present collide, difficult choices must be made. Can Autumn and Hunter’s love
survive this ultimate test?
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~Teaser~
~Review~
Flame will definitely have you in
flames. This time around Clarissa gives us and insight on Hunter & Autumn's
flourishing relationship. Autumn is learning to deal with the sensual
domineering side of Hunter, and boy what a side that is, I love me a alpha
male. It's just awesome to get an insight on not only Hunter and Autumn's
background and struggle but also Evie and Jessie. Each character have their
only personal and emotional battle that they have to deal with, whether it's
from their past, in the present and how to solve them so that they don't ruin
their.
I love the passion that Clarissa put into writing her sex scenes, they were smoking hot and I love the way Autumn started to develop into this sexy vixen. Also the emotions ran high this time around, scene after scene you can feel both Autumn and Hunter go through so many obstacles but in the end they get through it with the love that they have for each other. I don't want to give too much away by saying this one part got to me, it's towards the end of the book which involves Hunter, Autumn, her dad and her mom, just wow. The emotions there took breathed away.
Great and fantastic writing by Clarissa, thank you for sharing Hunter and Autumn with us and I look forward to read more from you in the future. I always love me an wonderful HEA and thank you for that, "Flame" gets 4.5 phenomenal stars from me.
I love the passion that Clarissa put into writing her sex scenes, they were smoking hot and I love the way Autumn started to develop into this sexy vixen. Also the emotions ran high this time around, scene after scene you can feel both Autumn and Hunter go through so many obstacles but in the end they get through it with the love that they have for each other. I don't want to give too much away by saying this one part got to me, it's towards the end of the book which involves Hunter, Autumn, her dad and her mom, just wow. The emotions there took breathed away.
Great and fantastic writing by Clarissa, thank you for sharing Hunter and Autumn with us and I look forward to read more from you in the future. I always love me an wonderful HEA and thank you for that, "Flame" gets 4.5 phenomenal stars from me.
~Excerpt~
6
years ago
I’m walking home from school, wandering across the streets as I stare at
the beautiful houses. Peeking into their living rooms, I can clearly see the
candle flames dancing, flickering through the window like a warm, inviting
light. People walking in the rooms are oblivious of me, which gives me all the
more reason to keep looking. Their happy faces make me smile, if only for a
second. Catching a glimpse of a normal life lets me escape from reality.
Envy unfurls in my stomach, and a bad taste enters my mouth as I spit on
the ground and walk further. Up to the next house. Up to the next short moment
of carelessness.
Reaching my house is the last thing I want, but I know it’ll happen
eventually. I’ll have to go home. I always have to. There’s nowhere else I can
go, and my brother needs me. Not as much as I need him, though. I probably
wouldn’t even be alive without him.
No one at my age should be going through this. No one should be picking
up their mom from the grass every morning. No kid should have to drag his mom
to bed. No kid should have to raise himself.
My home is a broken one. When I spot it, a heavy feeling overcomes me.
Each step I take leads to another day in hell.
The garden is littered with used needles, empty bottles of liquor, and
old condoms. Me and my brother never have time to clean it all up. We’re too
busy trying to keep the house clean enough to live in.
As I enter the house a familiar, but disgusting stench causes me to
cough. All the windows are closed, smoke wafts through the air, bottles are
scattered on the table, and an empty bag of white powder is in my mother’s hand
as she hangs like a wet rag in her seat. Ash grey hair sticks to her face,
masking her eyes. Her head is on the table, and she’s snoring loudly. The only
thing keeping her in place is her bony ass stuck to that chair she only leaves
to get some more. More of whatever she needs to satisfy her addictions.
“Hey, bro,” Jessie says. He’s unwinding the vacuum plug, turning it on
at the same time.
“Hey …” I say.
“Sorry, thought I’d have it cleaned up by now, but it was too much of a
mess.”
“Don’t apologize,” I say. “It’s not your fault.”
He smiles briefly. “I know. I just don’t want you to see it.”
A moment of silence passes between us, the air thick with unspoken
words. I owe my brother so much. He’s the only one taking care of both of us
right now. I wonder how long we’ll last if she keeps this up.
I start unpacking my things, shoving my mother aside from the table so I
have enough room to check what I need to do. My notebook is filled to the brim
with short texts of things I need to remember. My memory always fails me,
especially when it comes to short term things like homework or names. It’s been
like this for as long as I can remember. My brother thinks it’s because of my
mother. We don’t know her any other way than she is now. Drunk. Addicted. Full
on drugs.
Just thinking about it makes my skin crawl. Sometimes I really hate her,
but she’s my mother too. I owe her for keeping us alive, for trying to do her
best to give us a home. Somewhere along the way she failed. I can’t not resent her for that. At times I
wonder if she ever intended on having us or if we were accidents she regrets.
It doesn’t change anything about our situation. It doesn’t change
anything about the fact that it’s her fault I have a learning disability and my
brother has ADD.
One of the notes slips from my book, and it lands on her arm. The paper
immediately stains with blood. Sighing, I pick up the piece of paper and notice
the puncture marks on her skin. She looks more like an orange than a human
sometimes, that’s how many holes she shot into herself. So many it doesn’t stop
bleeding. Still, it doesn’t make her quit.
Suddenly, she grabs my hand, and I’m startled by her movement. I jolt up
and pull my hand back as her head shoots up from the table. Her eyes are
bloodshot, staring back at me with a crazy look like she doesn’t know who I am.
It takes her a few seconds to register that it’s me, and then a smile slowly
creeps onto her face, exposing her black, broken teeth and smelly breath.
“Hunter …” she mumbles.
Her hand drops off the table, the bag of powder tumbling to the floor.
The sound immediately catches her attention, as if it’s food for a starving
woman. Bending to pick it up, her fingers tremble as she reaches for the bag.
“Shit. It’s empty again.”
“You used too much again,” I add.
“No, no, no, this can’t happen,” she mumbles, clearly still under the
influence.
“Mom. Calm down. You can go without it for a few hours. You won’t die.”
“No, I can’t!” she gets up from her seat, barely able to stand as her
legs are two thin sticks ready to snap.
“I’m going to get more,” she stammers, grabbing me by the coat.
“Let go of me,” I say.
“You can’t stay here alone with your brother.”
“Why not?”
“Because …” she sniffs. “I need you. I can’t do this without you.” She
wipes away the tears filling her eyes. She, most of us all, is unable to face
the monster she’s become.
“No, mom. I’m not coming with you. I’m not going to be your busboy
again. Not anymore.”
“What? You don’t mean that. You know I need you. Please don’t let me go
through this alone.” She tightens her grip on my arm, dragging me to the door.
Resisting is what I should be doing, but I don’t want to hurt her. She’s been
hurt enough in her life.
“Stop,” Jessie shouts. He stops vacuuming, turning it off. His fists are
balled, his nostrils flaring, and his stance is aggressive, as if he’s about to
attack my mother. I know he would if it was necessary.
“Let. Him. Go.” His teeth barely separate as he speaks the words. His
furrowed brows even scare me.
Her fingers untangle themselves from my arm, and I shake myself loose
from her grip. I turn away from her, slanting to the side because I’m scared
she might grab me again and make a run for it. My brother is and always will be
the only thing keeping her from ruining not only herself but me, too.
“Fine, but I’m going,” she says, and after making a horrible face she
walks out the door. The slam that follows force the tears to spring from my
eyes.
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Clarissa
Wild is the Amazon Bestselling Romance author of FIERCE, a top 200 and top 15
New Adult Romance novel. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the
Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, the Doing It Series and the
Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men
and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning
about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of
movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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