Cruel Alpha Bully (SILVER MEADOWS WOLVES #1) by Ruby Knoxx EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Ruby Knoxx
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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– Gina
From the moment I got on the plane in Denver, it felt like my chest
was encased in ice. It feels like my heart can’t even beat. There is no breath
in my lungs, and my veins run cold.
How can I be going back to Silver Meadows?
Easy answer. I have no choice.
My mind sweeps back across memories of the past few years. My
world has been small, comfortable, and safe. When I left my hometown, I
only had vague ideas of how I would survive in a big city. The most
important thing was to get away from the backwater town of Silver
Meadows and everyone in it.
There is nowhere to hide in a settlement of less than three thousand
people.
In Denver, I was a nobody. All the shame of my past had been left
behind, and I made ends meet by working in a coffee shop. For the first few
months, that was enough. I needed normality, the comfort of a stable routine
to silence the screaming of my wounded heart.
The only thing that could truly comfort me, though, was my music. I
had excelled in piano in Silver Meadows, but given the quality of the
competition there, I didn’t have much hope of making a career out of it.
One night, a casual friend encouraged me to play at a local bar. I
hadn’t been able to afford my own keyboard, and I was drawn to the
instrument as if by a magnetism that was almost mystical. The nerves that
rose at the idea of playing in front of such a big crowd dissipated the second
I touched the keys.
All my pain, my love, my shame came out in that first sonata. I was
at one with the music as if it were a symphony of my very soul. The
audience went so crazy when I finished, I almost jumped right off the
bench. As they screamed for more, I turned back to the keys, and the music
found me again, running away with my mind and soothing my heart.
From then on, I had a regular gig at the bar, as well as working parttime in the coffee shop. Local singers would join me when I played, and
we’d belt out modern songs and old favorites to the cheering of the crowd.
It was an almost perfect existence, more than I could have ever
hoped for, but it couldn’t heal my inner wounds. Sometimes, I still cried
myself to sleep at night. There are scars that do not fade no matter how
much time passes.
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