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About Frayed Obsession by Sherri White
Title: Frayed Obsession
Author: Sherri White
Series: The Frayed Trilogy #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
I was only three the first time I lost someone I loved.
And I was thirteen when my world shattered beyond repair.
Thrown into a nightmare—desperately trying to pick up the broken pieces of the girl I was before.
Escaping the demons of my past, I’m ready to disappear for good. But before I go, I want one
more glimpse of the man who unknowingly gave me the strength to live.
Except the pain I see hidden behind his cold eyes pulls me in so far I can’t leave.
I can’t stop watching—waiting for the obsession that binds me to him to be severed.
Until I get caught.
Sebastian Reed doesn’t know who I am.
But when he finds out I hold the answer to the question that’s been slowly destroying him, he
will do anything to get at the truth.
Even making a deal.
Except I didn’t expect him to keep me in his penthouse until he gets what he’s owed.
Sebastian has the power to cut me deeper than any of the scars marring my body.
But the more time we spend together, the deeper desire burns between us, and the harder it is to remember why I have to leave.
What should have been my downfall might be the only thing that can save me.
Excerpt from Frayed Obsession
© 2022
Sheri White
“Tell me she didn’t run,” I whisper.
My chest aches, the pain leaking through the cracks that have already formed around my heart. I don’t know why she affects me so much or why I can see her dark blue eyes so clearly when mine are shut. Regardless of how long I’ve known her, I shouldn’t feel like this.
Shadow stands a few steps away, staring off at something. I follow his line of sight, but there’s nothing there. He looks at me again, then focuses back on the empty space with only the large windows and closed balcony door separating us from the cold night.
My gaze lingers on the sliding door, and that sensation of being pulled towards something, someone, reignites inside me. I glance at Shadow again and start to move towards the door. My steps are slow and measured, belying the pounding of my heart and the whiskey flowing through my veins. I stop in front of the glass door but make no move to open it while I strain my eyes through the darkness, lit dimly by the lights of the surrounding city.
There.
A small figure is curled up on one of the chairs, a blanket wrapped around their body. Grace’s head is titled back to the midnight sky. I can’t tell if her eyes are open, but I imagine they are.
It’s not a full moon tonight, but as the clouds shift, allowing it to shine brighter, my focus is torn. It’s been so long since I allowed myself to sit under the glow, letting my worries cower under her light.
There was a time, in the cold and dark when my only guardian was the moon in the sky. Without her, I’m sure the shadows would have consumed me long ago.
Grace tilts her head towards the opening in the clouds, and the shift allows the glow to illuminate part of her face. I suck in a breath at the raw emotion in her expression. She looks so young and lost.
This is what I wanted. To see underneath. Except now, I feel like an intruder—someone not worthy of something so significant, but I can’t make myself leave.
I raise my palm to the cool glass, but even though every fibre of my being wants to open this door and pull her into my arms, I don’t.
I can’t.
She opened up to me, and I took advantage. I took what I wanted, then left her there because I couldn’t deal with my own messed-up head. But as the moon shines down on her, revealing her bare truths, I consider that maybe now the night sky isn’t the only place I can find light in the darkness.
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