It’s every girl’s dream, getting rescued by a handsome stranger. When I woke up and saw Kit Green standing over me, I thought he was an angel. I didn’t see the dark wings.
What is he doing out here all alone? I don’t question it at first. I’m too busy being blinded by intrigue and desire. If it weren’t for him, I’d be dead. I want to repay him with my body.
But things quickly begin to not add up. This cabin is full of secrets. It’s cold outside, but I’m starting to think he came out here to burn for his sins.
Disclaimer: The Cabin is a stand-alone dark romance. This story deals with the struggles of post-traumatic stress disorder and finding a reason to live when everything around you seems bleak.
Heat Level: Smokin’ Hot
“Are you an angel?” I ask. “Am I dead?” If so, then why am I so damn cold? And shouldn't I be free from all pain? The longer I keep my eyes open, the more pain I feel, the more panic sets over me.
“Calm down.” He grabs me by my shoulders and lays me back when I try to sit up. His hands are firm, his gaze intense. “You're safe now.”
“Safe,” I repeat the word as if I've never heard it before.
“Yes, safe.” He lets me go when I settle and turns his attention to my leg. “I was hoping you wouldn't wake up yet, but I suppose it can't be helped.”
“What happened? Where am I?” My head turns from side to side, taking in my surroundings. I'm inside a small building. There's not much around me. Just a wood-burning stove, a table, a cabinet, what looks like an IV stand, and this seriously attractive man sitting by my side. Why is he so close to me? What is he doing? My heart is beating so fiercely against my chest I worry it might crack my ribcage. I can't make sense of anything. My mind won't calm down enough to focus.
“I found you out in the snow. You were being attacked by wolves.” He glances at the door. “I'm stitching up your leg right now, and then we have to work on getting you warm. Don't worry, I'm an army medic. You're going to be fine.”
His words are reassuring. “An army medic,” I parrot as I begin to relax.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Adelia Marino
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Author review: Great translation. |
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Maria Lidia Lima
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Author review: Quick and precise. |
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Lyz
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Author review: Quick and precise. |
