Age Of Innocence Author Novels & Stories

They were eyes that held secrets, dark and dangerous, looking at me like he was dissecting my every defense. Naive. That’s what Trey had called me once, in a rare serious moment when I’d trusted the wrong classmate. Trusting to a fault. Was that why Zacian unnerved me? Because he saw that innocence and wanted to exploit it? Or was it the spark, forbidden and flickering, that made my skin hum every time he stepped near? He was a man carved from shadows and ambition, a dark prince in a tuxedo. And I was the lucky one who had caught his eye.

I lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about my demons, the ones that haunt me in my dreams. I am thankful for all the drama that happened today because I didn’t have time to think about my horrible memories. 25th of June, the day my innocence got ripped from me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. Every year, when this time of the year comes—I feel dirty. Today, the 25th of June. I still remember his voice. I don’t think I will ever forget it. The whole reason I started writing; to get everything out of my chest. Everything I wrote in my book ‘Behind Closed Doors’ is based on my life, though people might think its fiction. It’s now the best-selling novel, and people don’t