Release Blitz: Marked by Elena M Reyes
“With everything I am. I’ll always
be by your side.”
It was his truth.
A vow Talan made to the woman who owned
him. Because that is what Maya did to him; she held his entire life
in her hands. He lived for her smile…her happiness, and now someone
has dimmed that light in her eyes with their malice.
His love for his Bitty has taken him
past the breaking point, and he’s determined to make those that
hurt her—pay. Blood. He wanted his hands on those that
wronged—almost took her away from him.
Because if one thing was certain, it
was that he breathed for her. It was her warmth and love that gave
him a home—a purpose and desire for more, but now that had been
threatened. Maya was in pain, and that for him was unbearable.
It was his fault. A fault that he would
right no matter what he had to go through.
How does a man so completely in love
with his female react to seeing her in a hospital bed and broken?
He fights. Goes against all logic and
seeks vengeance.
With the tip of my finger, I caressed
her cheek before tipping her sad face toward mine. “Please don’t
hide from me.” Leaning forward, I rested my forehead against
hers—breathed in her every exhale. “I love you,” I repeated
once again, this time against her lips. Lips that now pressed
themselves against my own with fervor.
“Love you too,” she mumbled, mouth
tightly pressed against mine.
“Better?”
“Yeah.” Another kiss. “I’m
better, I promise.”
With a brow raised, I stared her down.
“Don’t bullshit me.”
This time I got an eye roll and an
annoyed huff. At the very least, her sass was still there. “Promise,
I am. Now, quit being a pain in my injured ass and talk.”
Women. I bit her lip for the
smart-ass remark before talking.
“Baby, when you were brought in, it
was bad. We didn’t know anything, just that you were attacked and
had lost a lot of blood at the scene.” I had to pause there and
rein in my emotions. The resentment I held for the bitch and the
piece of shit rich kid that helped her. Irritation with the lack of
answers at that point—the fear I dealt with nearly bowled me over.
Maya didn’t need to see that.
“Please continue.”
Running the tips of my fingers through
her loose curls, I found my center again. “It was bad, baby,” I
whispered, voice thick with emotion. “You received a hairline
fracture on the temporal bone after being hit repeatedly with a
wooden—”
“Baseball bat,” she finished for
me. “I remember that. I’d been at my car, on my phone with a
friend when…”
Nodding, I reached up and, with the
gentlest of touches, caressed her bandages. “Seeing you lying in
that bed, unconscious, was one of the worst moments of my life. Pure
fucking torture, not knowing when you’d wake up or what shape you’d
be in. Head trauma, no matter how tiny, is dangerous. And you…fuck,
Bitty.”
“Hey,” Maya breathed, wrapping her
arms around my neck. The movement caused her to let out a low hiss,
but before I could pull her off and check her out, she spoke. “I’m
okay.”
It had the opposite effect. I hated
those words with a passion.
“Stop. Don’t fucking placate me.”
“I’m not, Talan. Look at me.” Our
eyes connected for a few seconds before I looked away and over toward
the opposite wall. “I’m not broken. Hurt, yes, but not broken.”
Ignoring her words, I continued to talk
as if on auto pilot. “Then, when you opened those beautiful grey
eyes and with fear told me it was Janice, I...I want her blood on my
hands for what she’s done to you.”
“That’s not a past-tense threat.”
“For as long as my heart beats inside
my chest, I will protect you with every single breath I take.”
“I’ve never doubted that, but
please, let the cops handle it. She’s not worth you dirtying your
hands, baby.” While her pleading broke down my resolve for the
briefest of seconds, looking at our surroundings brought it back. I
wanted those two assholes dead. “I can see it on your face...no,
Talan. Let them handle it.”
“I will.”
“Promise.”
“I do.” For now.
“Love you.”
“I know,” I replied cockily. “Now…”
She let out a tiny giggle when I leaned in close and nipped her chin.
“How about that shower?”
WOW!!! Love this series!
The book Marked, just like the
the first books in the series, I fell in love
with Talan more and more!
Anyway, this book is the continuation of what
happened to Maya after she was attacked.
With all the drama and attack to Elena,
Talan will do anything for the woman he loves.
Ms. Elena nailed it again! One of the best
series I've read... Full of surprises and swoon
worthy hero! Loved it!
Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in
Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could
live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.
As a small child, she was always
intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island
rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her
first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when
her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and
write an essay on what they’d learned.
Her passion for reading over the years
has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled
upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now
resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her
down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters
grow.
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