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Series: Caged #3
Published by: Self Published
on August 25, 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Oblivion is a sweet, sweet place.
No pain. No disturbing thoughts of the past. No guilt from my recent actions.
Deep down, there is still a part of me that knows how screwed up I am. I don’t see a way out, not now. Tria’s gone, and the possibility of her forgiving me in my current state is exactly zero. I know I have to pull myself together, accept my responsibilities, and try to make amends, but I have no idea where to start.
No job. No apartment. I’m living on the streets with the other junkies. As little as I had to offer Tria before, I have nothing to give her now. The only way out is to come clean and tell Tria the truth about my past, but the idea of reliving the memoires is so painful, I can’t think about it long enough to figure out a solution.
I’ve hit rock bottom, and I don’t even know which way is up any more.
Now THAT’S how you wrap up a trilogy! I just knew this was going to be a 5 STAR read after the first couple of chapters when the first round of tears came! This book BROKE my heart and MENDED my heart in one fell swoop. The conclusion of Tria & Liam’s story is one that will never leave you. I LOVED every second of it.
I have yearned and dreaded the ending of their love story. Up until now, we’ve learned bits and pieces of Liam’s past, but not enough to get the full story. Well, the wait is over my friends, the walls are about to crumble, and your heart will go right along with it.
Four years sober, and for what? NOTHING! When Liam’s worst fears are realized, he runs. He runs hard. And just like that, his sobriety goes down the drain and he is at his ultimate low. The ONLY thing that is keeping his heart beating is the thought of Tria and everything that comes with her. His past is tearing him to pieces, and he must learn to face it, overcome it, in order to have a shot in hell at getting Tria back. He must learn to grieve, learn to forgive, and learn to accept that he can’t control everything. He needs to surrender to his grief and move on from the past if he wants the life he yearns for with the only woman he has ever loved.
I’m assuming that if you are a female writer, that writing in the male’s POV is incredibly difficult. Shay Savage does this like a damn pro! It makes the story more gritty, more raw, more intense, but that is what makes this series so incredibly good. What an intense emotional journey. My emotions were on an all time high throughout the entire series, and RELEASED was the perfect conclusion I was hoping for. Liam is a hero I will never forget. I was emotionally invested in him from the very beginning and he just ran away with my heart. Ms. Savage more than delivered with this series and with this finale. Gripping, enthralling, and oh so intriguing, Liam and Tria’s story will forever be in my heart. It is a long journey, a rough ride, but a heartwarming and beautiful ending.
I reached out and touched the edge of the pillow. It was insanely soft and warm. I stroked it, and images of Tria’s breasts crawled through my head, making me smile. I stroked my cock as I thought about her, but I couldn’t come.
I could hear a voice in the other room, but it didn’t concern me, so I didn’t move. Through heavy eyelids, I watched the piles of dirty laundry all over the floor. I found shapes of animals in the patterns, just like cloud pictures.
“The beans are gone.”
I rolled my head to the side and looked up at Krazy Katie’s face. I smiled and tried to say something, but my tongue wasn’t cooperating. I focused on her eyes as they stared down at me quizzically.
“Trains need an engineer,” Krazy Katie said.
“It’s okay,” I said. My tongue still felt weird, all numb and heavy. I twisted it around in my mouth, and it tickled my teeth. I blinked a couple of times before looking back at my neighbor. “I got the helm. I’m all good.”
Did trains have a helm, or was that just boats? I laughed.
Krazy Katie covered her eyes with one hand. I could see her chest rising and falling as she took long breaths. I started counting slowly in my head but quickly forgot the number.
“Left the station,” she said quietly. “No engineer. Kicked in the caboose. Nothing but tracks.”
She turned in slow motion, and I watched vapor trails of her dull blue T-shirt swirl around the room as she left. I heard the window slide shut and then silence.
“I’m all good,” I whispered.
There was no reply.
Even though my arms and legs were way too content to be bothered with moving, I shoved myself out of bed anyway. My rig was sitting on the kitchen table, all ready to go. I was still pretty high, but I could feel darkness closing in around me, and I didn’t want it.
I wanted warmth and happiness.
Plastic tube, arm slap, needle prick.
“Like a fucking pro.”
I lay my head on the table as the fluid sensations rippled through me. Tria didn’t matter. She’d forgive me in time. In fact, she was probably already over it. How could she not be?
“I’m good. Really, I am.”
I was never one to lie to myself, but it was getting easier all the time.
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