Book Title: Flawed and Damaged
Author: Emily Krat
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 22 July, 2014
Two people haunted by their pastâ¦
The collision of two damaged heartsâ¦
Meet Elizabeth Williams. She is at the airport on an important work assignment. If everything goes smoothly, after three years of hard work, sheâll get a promotion and a much-needed raise. Elizabeth is putting her life back on track after it was ripped out from under her feet four years ago when she lost her parents along with all her dreams. Standing here, she believes her life is going to change for the better any moment now. Nothing can go wrong, right?
Meet Ryan Price. He came to Moscow on business. Right now, Ryan is standing at the airport looking at a âpresentâ from his brother, judging by the sign a beautiful young woman is holding. Damn his brother for not cancelling this arrangement as Ryan asked.
Miscommunications and misunderstandings and a love story begins.
There will be a scary flight, lovely breakfasts, long evening conversations, sharing a secret or two, discovering one another, a lot of laughter, tender moments and some tears, a fight and, of course, the I-am-ready-for-the-end-of-the-world kiss.
Somewhere along the way, they wonât be able to fight their feelings any longer.
For the first time in his life, Ryan will experience a different shade of lust. And for the first time in her life, Elizabeth will have to trust despite all of the times she has been hurt.
Will these two wounded lost souls find love, peace and comfort in each other or will they just break each other more? Is it a train wreck of a love story or a happily ever after?
âRyan, I love you.â He looks confused, but relief is evident in his eyes, so I continue. âIt was wrong of me to tell you about my feelings like I did yesterday. I was being a coward. Iâm glad you shared all this with me. I wonât run, Ryan.â
âBut, I donât understand. How can you love me? Even after I told you about what Iâve done â¦ How can you love someone so â¦ horrible?â he says bitterly.
âYou are not horrible, Ryan. I know it. I feel it.â
âHow?â The desperation in his voice squeezes my chest.
I stare into the deep green pools that are his eyes and wonder how I can show him what I see.
âIn here,â I point to my heart, âI believe my heart. And from what you told me, I can tell that you had no family except Mark. You were a kid at thirteen who didnât want to lose his brother, you were a young man who sacrificed his own freedom for someone he loved the most. Now you are a big business mogul who may be harsh toward his employees, but puts them first even when seeking revenge. Itâs an honor for me to love someone as devoted as you.â
âLiz, Iâve lied â â I interrupt him.
âWe are people, Ryan. We all make mistakes. You think Iâm so pure? I wanted to use David to stay in Seattle. I agreed to marry someone for my own selfish reasons. Then I came to Russia and spent more than six months making my Grannyâs life a living hell. She lost her only daughter. I never once thought about her feelings. She was old, she needed my care, and all I did was sulk for my old life. Even with you, how do you know Iâm not using you? Maybe I just like this sense of fulfillment I feel with you that overwhelms the loneliness I've felt for so long. I am not a saint, Ryan. I also did awful things.â
Ryan contemplates my words for several minutes. Then says quietly, âI lied to you.â
I sigh. Now I donât like the direction this conversation is taking. âYou already told me that you didnât need an assistant. Thereâs more?â
âI read your journal.â
The blood drains from my face.
âYou what?â My voice trembles.
âWhen we were in Nice â the night you got drunk with Mark â I saw your notebook and I read it.â
âI â¦ I â¦â No words come out of my mouth because I donât have any. I canât believe he did it. I wrote my sacred thoughts there, poured some raw feelings on those pages. They were never meant for anyoneâs eyes other than mine.
âIâm sorry I did it. I was at a loss, I couldnât understand what I was feeling for you.â
âSo you read my journal to understand yourself? Ryan, itâs private. I poured my soul there. How could you do this?â I may be screaming now, but I donât care. Some boundaries canât be crossed.
âThatâs who I am, Elizabeth. I donât care about peopleâs privacy.â
âIâm so mad at you right now. I donât even know what to say. Is that all?â
âTell me.â He almost looks scared. Thatâs when I know there are so many more lies he doesnât want to tell me about. âNow, Ryan. You are going to tell me every damn thing. You owe me this.â
Always an avid reader who consumes whole books in a single day, Emily Krat is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page. For her writing stories and developing ideas for novels is a true passion and a dream come true. Emily is a chocolate junkie, âGreyâs Anatomyâ fan, and admirer of good music. She loves summer rains, warm blankets on cold winter nights, as well as traveling, sleeping in late, watching TV shows, cooking, and baking. When sheâs not writing or rewriting, she loves spending time with family and friends.
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