Breaking Me

How My Knight Got his Scars Kids are supposed to be protected from all the evils and darkness of the world, but what do you do when the kids are the ones doing the protecting? She says I am her Knight, but there is nothing shining about me. Crawling from the darkest tar pits of hell, I am lucky to be alive. Looking in Remi’s eyes as I tell her my story, I am afraid she will only see me as the monster I was made to be. The evil of my past haunts me every day with a secret I have not shared with anyone outside of my family.

Everything in her heart belongs to the man in the black trench coat, but the collar around her neck tells a different story. Living in Scappoose, Oregon isn't exactly what you'd call thrilling. It's all blue jeans and cornfields as far as the eye can see, and I'm suffocating here. I've got bigger dreams than this town can hold, I want to be one of those girls who actually makes it past the county line. But just when I think I've got my escape plan figured out, fate decides to mess with me in the shape of a six-foot-four southern redhead named Colt.