Title: Clash
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.
My Thoughts…
191 pages of wonderful characters, great stories, and real
life. The life of abuse is real. It is a horrible life that everyday people
have to live in. Children, women, and
men all get abused. I cannot imagine
the life that Payton was left in. The
fear that she felt everyday had to be the worst thing in the world. I was incredibly thankful for her best
friend and family. They accepted her,
took her in, and helped her rise above her upbringing to become an amazing
young woman. This is a story of abuse
but even more it is a story of strength, perseverance, and belief in
yourself.
While the abuse is a focal point in the story there is also
love. Dylan watches out for Payton
before she even knew it. He was the big
brother, who wanted to be more than the brother but understood the age
difference was a problem,that just was always there to keep an eye out for
her. I love that they didn’t rush,
they stayed were they were and let their feelings grow, their needs grow, and
then when they couldn’t deny it any more the relationship happened. I laughed when other people would say
about time. It seemed everyone knew it
was going to happen it was just a matter of time.
C.A. Harms is a go to author. I have loved everything she has written and
this is another amazing example of a great book.
Prologue
Payton
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.
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