Forbidden... that's what Clarissa Lynne Black was.
People do desperate things in desperate times.
Sleeping with my brother's fiancé wasn't supposed to be one of them, especially on the day of his funeral.
It should have been a one-time thing.
Something that didn't happened at all.
I should have walked away... but I couldn't let go.
Once I heard her sing, I was a goner.
She was a siren, calling to me with her sultry voice and stunning beauty.
So, I took her home.
I'd known from the beginning she wasn't mine, but damn if I didn't want her.
And I definitely shouldn't have fallen in love because you can't keep what was never yours to begin with.
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I used Zack for my own selfish reasons.
To ease the loneliness. To erase the sadness that filled me.
To feel something besides despair.
If sleeping with the sexy-as-sin tattoo artist was wrong, why did it feel so right?
I figured we'd call it an indiscretion and go our separate ways, then he offered me something no one else could... a fresh start.
After having my world crash down around me and finding myself homeless, I needed it desperately.
I traveled halfway across the country with Zack and left behind the last three years of my life.
It was supposed to be a new beginning, but the secret I carried threatened to destroy my chance at finding love again.
>Zack and Rissa's story continues in Tattooed Souls...

This book contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers 18+.