Author: C.A. Harms
Genre: Contemporary NA Romance
Published: April 12, 2016
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
It was time to fight back.
Time to live.
Too much of my life had already been taken from me by a man that should have protected me. At the hands of pure evil I have lived in fear. When most young women were learning to love, I was fighting to live.
I had broken free of the hate.
Finally getting the chance to feel what real love was, but with all good things, bad times seem to follow. At least for me it does. My name is Payton Walters and I refused to allow them anymore of my freedom.
I will not fall…
Not this time.
Panty Scorching 2
Tissues – 1
Storyline – 3.5
Value – 4
Overall – 4
Reviewed by Ladyballs
Payton is a young girl living in a nightmare. Her mother took off and left her with her abusive father. Actually abusive is too good of a word for him. He breaks this girl, his daughter in more ways then one. I found myself cringing and being filled with pure rage at the things he did and said to her. Tough to read at times.
She does however have one spark of light which is her best friend and her family. Thank god for them! Only her best friend knows the abuse but her family loves having Payton around so she spends a lot of time there.
Her best friend also has two brothers, one of which she has a huge, huge crush on but he is much older. I don’t want to give too many details but there comes a time when not only does Payton have to live with them but her true feelings come out about Dylan.
To top it off, Dylan lets his feelings be known about Payton as well. Its a good love story although a few times there were things not really believable it was still good. Not exactly racy sex scenes but there are some. The building up of their relationship dragged a little but picked up by the end and there is drama when her father gets back in the picture. Its a quicker read and all loose ends are tied up by the end.
I was eleven years old when Maggie, my mother, left. Just packed her bags and walked away. She just couldn’t deal with it anymore; the hate and anger was all too much. But there was something I would never understand. Why did she choose to leave me behind? It was something I often wondered.
That was seven years ago.
Seven long years of dealing with the backlash of her absence. My father had always been a broody, irritable man—extremely unapproachable. I guess that was one of the reasons my mother chose to leave. That, and the fact he was a heavy drinker. Alcohol, to him, was like breathing; it was something his body had to have to survive. His perpetual intoxication almost always led to a fight between them—a physical fight full of anger. For days I would see the marks of those disagreements gracing my mother’s beautiful face. He tore her down whenever and however he could. I remember lying in bed at night wishing I could stop him, hoping for someone, anyone, to take my mother and me away to safety.
At all costs I found myself doing whatever I could to avoid him. Though he never lay a hand on me before Maggie left, things changed afterward. He became even angrier and more violent; I never even thought that was possible. Those nights of terror I used to listen to my mother live through now became my own.
It didn’t matter what I did or how much I abandoned, in his eyes I still screwed everything up. He blamed me for all that was wrong in his life; it all fell at my feet.
Soon it would all be over; I had plans. All I had to do was finish these last few months of school and I could escape forever. No matter what it took, or how many jobs I had to work, I would be rid of John Walters.
C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn’t always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.
She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.