That I’d end up sacrificing precious time I could’ve spent with her. Nothing but sleep, eat, work, and wait.īut I knew the consequence when I did what I did. There’s no choice to make, no autonomy whatsoever. This is how it always goes … here in prison. They’ll read the contents and decide whether it’s suitable to send. Smiling, I read over the words again before my letter and those of all the other women next to me are taken by the guard as she passes us. I know you’ll do great out there in the world. As much as I want to, I can’t be with you right now. I’ve told your auntie Dana to hold onto the letters I send her until I get the chance to hand them to you myself. You’ll probably never read this letter, but I want you to know that at least I tried. Advice is best not taken for granted, so I pick up the pencil and rub my lips together. “You don’t get much time, y’know,” she adds, shrugging. I look up from my paper and gaze blankly ahead. “Are you gonna start or what?” the woman across the shoddy table says while glaring at me. Something familiar and loving, so she’ll know how much I care. There are so many things I want to say, so much I have to explain, but none of the words in my head will suffice.

Biting my lip, I stare wistfully at the sheet, wondering what I should write.

In her free time, she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, and cooking up some delicious meals.I grab one of the dull pencils from the tray and a piece of paper from the stack and place it down in front of me. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her cutie pie son, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her adorable kitties. She loves to write Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels featuring dangerous men and feisty women. About the Author:Ĭlarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author with ASD, who was born and raised in the Netherlands. Their venom is jabbed straight into my heart and I’m sucked into their world. They’re rough, greedy, and every second with them is filled with depravity. Refusing them is impossible, denying them is insane. They make me a deal: My body in exchange for a glimpse at their violence. Rude, heartless, vicious guys who are obsessed with making me regret I ever stepped foot on campus. Until I meet three sick boys of the Skull & Serpent Society: Felix, Dylan, Alistair. I’m going to enroll at Spine Ridge University just like her, find the person responsible … and make them pay. The night my sister died, a piece of me died with her, so I made a vow.

BLURB: I didn’t believe them when they said they would corrupt me.

Cards of Love by Clarissa Wild