I can relate so much to this right now. I pray that God will give me strength and will to overcome what I am facing, patience to wait for it to end and I pray that He will protect me.
fearing people < trusting God
when did you followers follow me?
it’s been too long, obviously.
anyway….. thanks, fans :)
a predator with a soft heart
I HAVE TO WRITE. i’ve been so busy with everything that i’m still working on chapter six!
LAST PART OF CHAPTER 4!!!
HELLO EVERYONE! (long post, but read all! best part at the end)
so i’m very, very excited to present to you:
CHAPTER 4 PART 4. saturday, 9 am. GET READY!
for those who have not been following, or have no idea what i’m talking about, it’s my last upload (as far as i’ve decided) for my novel: Until Tomorrow.
What’s it about? (generally, i would tell you to look under my ‘current projects’ tab, BUT. since it is the last part and it’s very special to me, i shall make it convenient for you all.)
Anne Eloise du Pont has captured the Duke of Waycroft’s complete obsession. He will do anything to have her, but he is cruel and devastates her. As a result, Lady Eloise, caught in a desperate situation, disappears. For Waycroft, her disappearance is unacceptable and to retrieve his runaway bride, he hires the Falcon, a mercenary renowned for getting the job done quickly and quietly. He takes up the offer, but to do so would mean venturing into the territory of his past that he strove to hide from the rest of the world. As always, he succeeds in finding his target, but her strong will and determination take him by surprise. He quickly finds out that the Lady Eloise will do anything to escape the Duke and gain her vengeance against his dark crime. And as a growing bond forges between the hunter and the hunted, Lady Eloise works past his facade of steel and the Falcon must decide, despite his dark past, whether or not to let himself love.
AND. a teeny teeny excerpt.
Falcon. She knew that name. She had heard that name whispered amongst her servants, even her parents. From the snippets she heard, he was a notorious mercenary, living amongst the shadows. She had cast the tales aside, concluding that they were just stories meant to entertain and amuse. Never would she have thought that she’d come face to face with the character in their stories.
"It’s the Duke of Waycroft, isn’t it," she spoke, knowing without a doubt that she was correct. "So, pray, what are you going to do to me?"
"Bring you to him, as he has requested."