I am going to die.
I can’t change or fix it.
It is just something that is bound to happen.
I have fought for so long that all I want to do is give up,
but I can’t because I have a sweet, devoted husband.
I have a sister, who I am deathly afraid to leave behind
because I am all the family she has left.
And then there’s Maximilian Grant—the ex that I can’t seem to
shake or get rid of.
I want to remain a warrior, but when what’s left of my life
is tested, and my love becomes a jumbled up mess, all I can think is one heart
shattering thing.
How can I leave this world peacefully knowing not only is
there one man that would die for me, but two?
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have left me speechless when I got done with reading “Infinity.” I was going
through so many different emotions when I got done with it. She did a wonderful
job depicting “Shannon’s” story, you will finish this and cannot help but to
believe in the unbelievable. I loved John, I could only imagine that he was
being so over protective because he just couldn’t grasp the idea of Shannon
leaving him, so he was doing all that he could to make sure he got more time
with her. Then we have Max, I never understood him in the beginning, then
afterwards I couldn’t help but to like him. I understand why Shannon still held
a place I her heart. He made her feel alive when they were together, he showed
her a different side of her, but John made her live. I cannot wait to find out
what Shanora has in store for us next, I happy that she released this book so
that world can get another side of her writing.
“I
will give you one night. But only
one, Max,” I said, holding up a single finger. “And we have to go to a place
that I really want to go to.”
“Alright,”
he sighed, running a hand over the top of his head. His hair was wavy, like
dark ocean waves. “You name the time and place.”
“Tomorrow
night. Eight o’clock at Craves on West 5th.” I stepped back, tucking
my hair behind my ear. “And please,” I said over my shoulder as I turned away,
“don’t be late.” I gave him a faint smile. To me, this was a game of cat and
mouse and he’d finally caught me but he hadn’t tried to eat me just yet. I had
to tamper with his ego. Get under his skin just a little bit.
Only…
it didn’t work.
The
legs of his stool screeched across the floor, creating an obnoxious noise. Max
hopped off the stool, catching me before I could make a break for it out the
back door. I spun around, landing between his warm, bulky arms, breath
catching, my lips parted as I met his warm brown eyes.
His
olive skin, up close like this, looked like it was made of satin. I wanted to
touch his face, trace my fingertips down his firm, chiseled jawline. But I held
back.
“You
think you’re fucking with my head, don’t you?” Max asked quietly, his voice a
murmur beneath the music.
“Not
at all,” I challenged.
“What
made you give in?”
“Nothing.
I just think I owe you this much…”
He
frowned. “You don’t owe me shit.”
“I
kinda do…”
“You
don’t owe me anything, Little Shakes. You don’t have to do this. I’m not
forcing you.”
“Whatever,”
I said, deliberately maneuvering out of his arms and pulling my satchel on top
of my shoulder, “it’s just one night. Can’t do too much harm, right?”
Max
scoffed, which made me frown. “Shakes, when I’m done with you, you’ll be
begging for more than just one night.” He stepped forward, holding onto my
wrist and reeling me into him. I clashed softly with his rock-solid body, my
head tipped up, our eyes bolting. “I don’t fuck around,” he said, leaning
forward to place his lips near the shell of my ear. “I want you. Bad. And now that you’ve given me this
chance, I’m going to make it the best night of your fucking life. I am going to
make sure this one night turns into infinity.”
I
could hardly breathe. I heard every word and believe me when I say my panties
were beyond wet. I was drenched for him and he’d hardly touched me. His voice,
so orgasmic and deep. His body, so hard and smooth and warm. So near. So
motherfucking perfect. Max knew what he was doing. And I shouldn’t have tested
his ego considering I hadn’t been laid up in five months.
I
admit I was a little desperate for him. I mean, he was the finest man I’d been
around in months, I saw him almost every night, and he was into me. Really, really into me.
The
way he held me, his hand on the small of my back and purposely near my ass,
exhibited more than enough proof of how much he desired me. He was silently
teasing me and slowly but surely unraveling every fiber in my body.
I
wondered why, however. I was the dullest girl working at Capri. And I admit I wasn’t the cutest of them all. What was it
about me that made him want the chase?
I
straightened up, smiling softly as I pulled away from him and walked to the
door. I felt him watching me walk away, and when I looked back a hint of a
smile was tugging at the corners of those perfectly sculpted lips. As I pushed
the door open I casually said, “We’ll see about that infinity thing.”
Shanora Williams is a twenty-something that creates authentic romantic
stories that, may or may not, make you question what a "Happily Ever
After" truly is. After hitting the New York Times and USA Today
bestsellers list at the mere age of nineteen, Shanora ventured further into the
creative writing world, working even harder to create unique and memorable
romances for all to enjoy.
She currently resides in Waxhaw, North Carolina and is the mother of
one amazing boy, in love with her devoted man, and a sister to eleven.
When she isn't writing, she's spending time
with her family, binge reading, or running marathons on Netflix while scarfing
down anything sweet and salty. She also writes under the pen name S. Q.
Williams.
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