Synopsis:
That Which Destroys Me
***This is a story of perseverance,
trying to overcome the transgressions others inflict upon you, it’s a story of
love gone wrong and obsession gone mad. This book contains raw and graphic sex,
obscene language, violence, torture, rape, assault, none of which is limited to
persons over the age of consent. This book is intended for MATURE AUDIENCE
MEMBERS ONLY, and NOT intended for the weak at heart, nor persons with triggers
related to child assault, rape or abuse.***
A beautiful, enchanting story of
love, happiness—*Record needle scratches across vinyl*
I'm just fucking with you. Love,
happiness, and fairy tales… Yeah, they don't live here anymore.
The only things
residing amongst these thin and baren walls are Dominance, submission, and
twisted fucking obsession.
Stella gets knocked down over and over throughout
her life… Though she is bloodied and battered she stands back up every single
time, smirks and nods before asking, "That all you got?".
Wesley has shoved his way through
the rich life with both middle fingers up. He's also shoved his way through
half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla has left him a starved
man.
He knows he can't keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic
vanilla's anymore.
On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles
across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that
this little angel knows how to fight.
He wants to be the one who breaks
her…
But it's not a question of who
breaks her, the question is who destroys her.
“We will fight, angel.
We’ll fight hard. But it’ll be worth every strike below the belt. Every hateful
or spiteful word said, because when we love, when we fuck, when our passion
reaches an intensity so goddamn powerful like it has every single time, it’ll
extinguish all the bad. I want all your hate, Stell…Just as much as I want all
your love. We are doing this. And there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop it,
angel. Is that understood?”—Wesley Jacobs
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~Book Trailer~
Who is Kimber? Shit, sometimes even
I don't know, lmao. However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a
bitch, I do) this is how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this
author bio. Really don't give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a
bio. And if I can only say one thing for certain about myself, it's this: I'm
real, I don't back down from what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what
I say. I don't bite my tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I
am... You either love me or hate me, but if you love me... I'll always be
loyal, no fucking matter what ;)
I can be called a billon different
things—daughter, wife, mother, labor unit nurse. I sell pussy on the side.
*Coughs* That would be Persian kittens, thank you…you dirty-minded scoundrel.
I'm a book blogger, book pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences are my
Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I'll
acknowledge that I've succeeded in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day
I get to go two stark-naked hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs*
I was born and raised in Louisiana…
and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast
more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short stories very
early in my life. You know, for the Michaels and Leos and Nicks in my life.
I've been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years
ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life
my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and everything smut
affiliated. When reading wasn't enough anymore and I noticed that so many of
the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books weren't getting the
exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission, starting my own blog,
buying their books and reading them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my
blog and didn't hold back in writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a
profanity laden). I've never done a single thing in my life halfway. I always
go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the insistence of one of my
bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty
Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see if I could write a book
that was worth a damn. I'm a Southern girl to my core, a self-proclaimed smut
whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but honestly… I don’t believe the
rumors, lol. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories,
like a motherfuckin’ rockstar.
Tattooed across my ribs are the
words I have always lived by: 'Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.' Latin for:
If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.
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