The Feud Series: The Wallace Girl & The Sinclair Heir
A steamy adult romance saga By Eliot Scott
(Eliot Scott is the writing duo of bestselling authors Anne MacFarlane-Eliot and Ginger Scott)
A feud that spans generations. A love doomed from its very beginning.
I fell in love with Alex Sinclair when we were kids. Our love was innocent and it was real. It was also dangerous.
We didn’t know our families were like oil and water, that the Wallaces and the Sinclairs hid dark secrets that involved us. We also didn’t understand how deep the poison ran. When I found out the truth—when Alex forced me to leave town—I was devastated. Destroyed. But that was all part of the plan. The Sinclair lust for pain and torture at a Wallace’s expense made it impossible for me to stay…impossible to save Alex.
Mr. Sinclair is dead now, and Alex is the new heir. I’ve been waiting for this. It’s why I’ve come back.
I’ve my got own secrets now, and if Mr. Sinclair’s gone, Alex’s heart and soul are up for grabs.
He and I can end this feud. Because Alex? He’s not one of them. Never has been. He’s mine. He loves me.
I only need to remind him of that.
* The Feud Series is an adult/coming-of-age, enemies-to-lovers romance and contains mature themes not suitable for readers under 18*
Alex hasn’t run away. Not yet. His brow crinkles and his gaze lowers away from my face when I stop only inches away from him. “We’re Wallaces…Sinclairs…oil and water. Enemies. You can’t love me, Jojo. It’s impossible. After what I’ve done, you can’t.”
“We aren’t enemies, Alex. We never were, and I don’t care what you’ve done.” My hand reaches slowly toward his heart. I press my fingers against him until my palm is flat on his white t-shirt, and my breath hitches with hope when he doesn’t pull away.
“That ring you gave me had a promise attached to it. The lure you gave me says forever.” I peer up at him, his height always so much more than mine, and my tongue dashes out to lick my bottom lip. “I’m here for that.”
His eyes are locked on my lips. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, my mouth curving a hint of a smile as I shake my head, adding, “You once swore you loved me more than the sun. I know you still do. And I know it has to mean a lot to you that I never, ever stopped loving you.”
I place both hands against his chest, and I feel his thundering heart. Alex’s moan rumbles deep and near his heart before it escapes his lips along with my name.
Alex’s hands wrap around my wrists in an instant as though he means to tear my hands away from his heart, but instead, he just holds them, locking me to him. His eyes grow dark, and I can see the demons battling with the angels behind them.
“How you kissed me that night. How I kissed you back. Do you remember? Please, Alex. We’re both so tired, and my body hurts as much as yours does. Just kiss me, take me back to your bed, and let’s wash it all away. Please. ”