When two shattered souls come together, nothing can tear them apart.
Natasha
Happy endings are a beautiful lie.
I’m a prisoner.
Captive to inner demons, my life is endless and dark.
Just when I think I’m beyond salvation, fate throws me a rope.
That’s when I saw him. Erik.
A muscled wall with arms and legs.
Eyes a permanent storm.
Skin that’s scarred - cut deep like a Halloween pumpkin.
An army type with a mission, a purpose.
Never met a problem he can’t solve...until me.
We’re fire and ice.
And yet, he’s not going anywhere. He made that very clear.
My f*cked-up life is a minefield even a war vet can’t navigate,
So why does he stay?
Oh, he made a serious mistake laying eyes on me.
Every crusader needs a cause, but the torch he’s carrying is about to burn him big time…
Erik
Did I make a mistake laying eyes on Natasha?
F”ck no.
My cracked little Fabergé egg with baby blue eyes and curves that shook my soul.
Hot as hell, but why is her touch icy cold?
Her ocean eyes tell me she’s hurt. Tormented. Neglected.
Still, I want her.
Her heart, like her soul, is dead.
In that, her and I are the same.
I’ve always liked to take risks, play with fire
But I won’t watch as the flames get higher.
Demons lie in whispers of her past, but I’m her future.
Just before I find her heart, she finds another secret.
Secrets that could shatter everything.
I’ll fight. Until the ashes of her past turn to dirt.
It’s time she learned, pretty things aren’t meant to be broken.
But can I save her from herself?
Or will her demons tear her apart in the process?
When two shattered souls come together, nothing can tear them apart.
Natasha
Happy endings are a beautiful lie.
I’m a prisoner.
Captive to inner demons, my life is endless and dark.
Just when I think I’m beyond salvation, fate throws me a rope.
That’s when I saw him. Erik.
A muscled wall with arms and legs.
Eyes a permanent storm.
Skin that’s scarred - cut deep like a Halloween pumpkin.
An army type with a mission, a purpose.
Never met a problem he can’t solve...until me.
We’re fire and ice.
And yet, he’s not going anywhere. He made that very clear.
My f*cked-up life is a minefield even a war vet can’t navigate,
So why does he stay?
Oh, he made a serious mistake laying eyes on me.
Every crusader needs a cause, but the torch he’s carrying is about to burn him big time…
Erik
Did I make a mistake laying eyes on Natasha?
F”ck no.
My cracked little Fabergé egg with baby blue eyes and curves that shook my soul.
Hot as hell, but why is her touch icy cold?
Her ocean eyes tell me she’s hurt. Tormented. Neglected.
Still, I want her.
Her heart, like her soul, is dead.
In that, her and I are the same.
I’ve always liked to take risks, play with fire
But I won’t watch as the flames get higher.
Demons lie in whispers of her past, but I’m her future.
Just before I find her heart, she finds another secret.
Secrets that could shatter everything.
I’ll fight. Until the ashes of her past turn to dirt.
It’s time she learned, pretty things aren’t meant to be broken.
But can I save her from herself?
Or will her demons tear her apart in the process?