However, when they experience a life changing event, Conor and Jake are left to pick up the pieces. Told in dual POV, the experiences of Conor and Jake begin like most teen romances that evoke unbridled love and a deep connection. “I did the only thing I could to protect her. When the unexpected occurs, Jake is forced to question those he trusts and protect the girl who always had his heart. Jake Holsten always knew what he wanted out of a life, a life in cattle ranching and the fiery girl he called as his own. “You were there, looking right at me, holding me with your presence. At 16 years old, she seemed to have it all, a loving family and a boyfriend she adores, but her life changes in the course of one night. "This is a highly emotional and dramatic book that will get your heart racing, but oh in a good way.Type: Book one of three in the Trails of Sin seriesĬonor Cassidy grew up as a country girl on a ranch with dreams of becoming a veterinarian. "Godwin has once again proven to be not only an incredibly eloquent writer but a master storyteller!" ~ Kim BookJunkie ~Alta Hensley, USA Today Bestselling Author I can't wait for this series to continue. With her dark, poetic prose, she manages to write one of the most captivating stories.
"I am now convinced there is nothing that Pam Godwin can't write, and that includes the sexiest western one could imagine. My kind of read for sure! 5 Stars." ~ Pepper Winters, New York Times Bestselling Author I loved Jake's dominance and pure love for Conor. 5 breathtaking stars." ~ Aleatha Romig, New York Times Bestselling Author "A beautiful, sensual story of true love meant to be while forced to endure the unimaginable. TRAILS OF SIN series (HEAs with no cliffhangers - must be read in order): I don’t deserve her, but one truth remains. She doesn’t know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her. Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact.Įxcept the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets. Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma. I’ll never forget the sounds of her suffering.
We were sixteen the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched. Growing up together, Conor and I shared all our firsts.
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