Author: Truth Devour
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Fate is relentless in its pursuit of Talia Jacobs. Presented with unimaginable turns of chance, she is drawn into the depths of tragic losses then catapulted to the extraordinary heights of life's joy. Take the journey with Talia as she undergoes her sexual, social and physical metamorphosis from a vulnerable girl into a mature young seductress. Nothing in life is ever as it seems. Is she blessed or cursed? Will she ever find the man who will love her like no other, fearlessly caressing the deepest part of her being while intertwining his soul to hers in a dance that holds the unspoken promise of forever?
About the Author
Truth Devour is the pen name of an Australian born author who has published works available through various online stores. The pen name Truth Devour was created from the authors life philosophy of devour thy own truth. It stood as a reminder that in a world filled with deception, misleads and lies one should consider ensuring never buying into a false portrayal of themselves. Lie if you must but never to yourself.
Devour thy own truth ~ embrace it ~ live it ~ love it.
Truth Devour has been telling stories, writing them, dreaming about them before she could crawl. She has immersed herself in all elements of life that stimulate the imagination and inspires her creative expression. Writing, reading, music, poetry, photography and painting are just a few of the spaces she tends to dabble within. Its her passion & a joy.
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In the early hours of the morning as the numbers dwindled I felt the warmth of someone at my back. His arms glided across my shoulder and his hands clasped before me.
He leant over and whispered, “Do you have a place to sleep tonight?”
I glided my hands across the expanse of his arms and unclasped his hands to turn around and face him. “Yes.” I nodded.
“So we are agreed then,” he said as he reached down, picked me up in his arms and took me inside the house.
He placed me in a room that was lit with loads of candles; the small fireplace crackled with orange embers. The room was sparse of furniture. There was an old wooden chair and the small bed that I now lay in. I looked up at him as he stood above me. He drew a deep breath as if to soak in the moment and then walked out the door, closing it behind him.
Fuck, that was sexy, I thought to myself as I let my mind drift.