Preston
I bury my pain in a sex club. I can be anonymous and still be faithful to my deceased wife's memory. At the club, I can give and receive pleasure without guilt or attachment. My mask hides the lies of my past.
Kamii
My marriage ended tragically. Since then, the only excitement in my lonely, pathetic, workaholic life is reading erotic novels. However, I now have the chance to be whoever I want to be, where no one knows my past and will never be my future.
When their worlds collide, fantasies become a reality by pushing boundaries. The anonymity of Bridge offers protection from painful pasts, cunning schemes and dangerous lies. But when the masks are removed, there are no safewords to protect hearts and lives from buried truths.
Black Widow has been featured on BookBub and has hit #1 on Amazon's top Erotic category in both paid and free categories over the last two years.
“Kim, please, don’t do this!”
I run up to the side of the Golden Gate Bridge, pleading as I lean over the edge, trying to grab her but she’s standing on the ledge and the railing’s stopping me from reaching her.
The fog is so heavy that I can’t see past five feet in front of me. It’s the crazy, thick San Francisco fog that makes the air dense and leaves everything wet.
“I can’t go on. Not like this, Preston.” Her words are strong but her movements are weak, stagnant in the dark night.
“You don’t mean that,” my voice stutters in disbelief. “Please, you can’t do this. Nothing is worth taking your life.”
She’s the love of my life. My everything. How could I have missed any sign that she was feeling this way? We’ve been so happy... at least I thought. Am I truly that blind?
“Yes. You are,” she responds as she throws me a glance from over her shoulder causing chills to run down my spine.
For someone who is acting so erratic, I’m taken aback at how every syllable she says is spoken with clarity.
We weren’t even fighting. My day was like every other day until I came home from work and saw a note saying she was taking her life.
I’ve never driven so fast through the crazy streets of San Francisco. The thought that she would actually do this was the only thing that kept me from losing my shit and crashing into the car in front of me. No matter what, I had to get here to stop her.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Francesca Cassisi
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Author review: Very easy to work with and completed in a reasonable amount of time, keeping me in the loop throughout the entire process. I'm very happy! |
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by J. Toni
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Author review: Translation was done quickly and there was open communication the entire way which was greatly appreciated. |
