Prologue for Tears of Tess



Can I just fangirl for a moment?


Ari from Cover it! Designs has given me a cover Í’m IN LOVE WITH. I’m dying to share it. Soon… 🙂


Right, so I said I’d be sharing the book as I wrote it. Bad editing, plot holes the lot. I look to you for feedback and want you to be honest!


Here is the work in progress blurb and prologue for Tears of Tess. Opinions? Suggestions?





My life was complete. Happy, content, everything neat and perfect.

Then it all changed.

I was sold.


Tess Snow has everything she ever wanted: one more semester at college before a career in property development, a loving boyfriend, and a future dazzling bright with possibility.


For their two year anniversary, Brax surprises Tess with a romantic trip to Mexico. With her heart full, and looking forward to a passion filled week, Tess in on top of the world.


But lusty paradise is shattered when Tess is stolen. Kidnapped, drugged, and taken into a world full of darkness and terror.


Captive and alone Tess must fight to save herself, but then her horror deepens when she’s sold.


Gone is perfection and paradise, replaced with fear, pain, and lostness.


Can Brax find Tess before she’s broken and ruined, or will Tess’s new owner change her live forever?






Three little words.


If anyone asked me what I was most afraid of; what terrified me, stole my breath, made my life flicker before my eyes, I would say three little words.


How could my perfect life plummet so far into hell?


How could my love with Brax twist so far into unfixable?


The black musty hood over my head suffocated me of thoughts and breath, and I sat with hands bound behind my back. Twine rubbed my wrists with hungry stringed teeth, ready to bleed me dry in this new existence.




The cargo door of the airplane opened and footsteps thudded toward me. My senses were dulled, muted by the black hood and my mind ran amok with terror-filled images. Would I be raped? Mutilated? Would I ever see Brax again?


Male voices argued and my arm was wrenched upright. I flinched and cried out, earning a fist to my belly.


Tears dribbled down my face. The first tears I shed, but definitely not the last.


This was my new future. My fate had thrown me to the bastards of Hades.


“That one. I’ll buy that one.”


My stomach twisted, threatening to evict empty contents. Oh God.


Three little words:


I was sold.



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