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Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Whoever coined that phrase is a bald-faced liar. Words are often the sharpest weapon of all, triggering some of the most powerful emotions a human can experience.
“You’re pregnant.”
“It’s a boy.”
“Your son needs a heart transplant.”
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Lies.
Syllables and letters may not be tangible, but they can still destroy your entire life faster than a bullet from a gun.
Two words—that was all it took to extinguish the sun from my sky.
“He’s gone.”
For ten years, the darkness consumed me.
In the end, it was four deep, gravelly words that gave me hope of another sunrise.
“Hi. I’m Porter Reese.”

 


EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: The Darkest Sunrise

Aly Martinez

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I finished reading this book a few days ago and I’m still REELING from it! An absolutely brilliant premise, with a million little surprises along the way, and a MEGA plot twist in the end, this book was one of my most gripping reads ever, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it ever since, dying to know what happens next. This is the first instalment in a two-book series—books releasing two weeks apart, on 13 July and 27 July 2017 respectively. Trust me when I tell you that you’ll want to completely clear your schedule on both those days. In the meantime, enjoy a never-seen-before excerpt, which also happens to be one of my favourite scenes from the book…

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Excerpt

We sat in silence. She poked at her potato salad with a spoon, while I stared at her, wishing she would give me her gaze back. Finally, I got up the nerve to slide my palm across the table until it covered her hand.

“You think I’m charming, huh?”

“I also think you’re a serial killer,” she told the potato salad.

Rubbing my thumb over the back of her hand, I asked, “So, just to be clear, where do we stand on the whole dinner thing?”

She looked up and her playful gaze had dimmed. “Porter, listen.” She started to pull her hand away, but I refused to let go. “I’m not sure what Rita told you about me, but—”

“Rita didn’t tell me anything.”

“Right,” she said dismissively. “You just happen to know where I was and how I eat my burger?”

And that you refuse to treat children.

“Okay, so Rita told me a little. But that’s not why I want to have dinner with you.”

She leaned back, slipping her hand from under mine, and crossed her arms over her chest. “I think you’re a really sweet guy, but you should know I’m completely emotionally unavailable.”

“No, you’re not,” I replied nonchalantly, reaching for her hand again.

She dodged my touch. “Oh, I’m not?”

“You aren’t emotionally unavailable. You’re emotionally closed off. Those are two totally different things.”

She scoffed. “You don’t know me.”

After quickly sliding out of the booth, I swung around until I was sitting next to her.

“Wh…what are you doing?” she stammered, scooting over.

I followed her until her back hit the wall. Her leg was crooked up on the bench between us, so I slid my arm across the back of her seat and leaned forward until our upper bodies were mere inches apart. Her breathing sped, and my heart raced.

“I know you better than you think.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but I didn’t let her get a word in edgewise.

“You smile for people because it makes them comfortable, but it makes you feel like a fraud. You go through the motions of living but only so people will stop asking if you’re doing okay. You laugh to remind yourself that you can still physically make the sound, even though you’re so fucking numb you don’t feel it. And you keep to yourself not because you like to be alone, but rather because you’re the only person who truly understands.”

Her mouth fell open and a soft gasp hitched her breath. “How…how do you know that?”

I finally gave in to the urge and tucked a strand of her soft, silky hair behind her ear. Then I cupped her cheek. “Because they’re the same goddamn things I do every day.”

She swallowed hard and then cut her eyes off to the side. “And let me guess. You want to sit around and commiserate with me because you think we both have issues? I guarantee you we’re not as similar as you think.”

“I know. And I assure you I have zero interest in commiserating with you. I wouldn’t understand your demons any more than you would understand my personal circle of hell.”

Her sad eyes flicked back to mine. “Then what do you want?”

I sucked in a deep breath that did nothing to calm the eternal storm brewing within me. “Just a little company in the darkness. No questions. No judgments. No faking it.”

Her mouth fell open, and anxiety painted her face.

My chest tightened as I waited for her reaction. It was risky, coming on to her like that. There was no middle ground when you cornered a woman. She was going to either explode into an angry fury or melt into my arms. I prayed for the latter, but the former wouldn’t stop me. Determination was like that. And, when it came to Charlotte Mills, determination was my middle name.

Nervously, I licked my lips, and much to my elation, her gaze dropped at the action.

Victory was within my reach.

She couldn’t heal me. And I couldn’t heal her.

But sometimes, when the overwhelming weight of gravity had you pinned to the Earth, two hours of simple conversation with no pressure to pretend was the only reprieve people like us were ever going to get.

Gliding my thumb over her bottom lip, I ordered on a low rumble, “Dinner, Charlotte. Say yes.”

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That excerpt has my heart squeezing! I’m seen so much buzz for this book and had to preordered!! Thanks for the giveaway!!!

WOW!!! My heart is practically jumping out of my chest! This sounds fantastic! Can’t wait to read it!

I have a feeling this is gonna be a gut wrenching story, but I can’t wait to read it!
Thanks for the chance :)

I’m so excited and almost in a way dreading reading this. I have a very big feeling this book is going to make me have some serious waterworks. I can’t wait!!!!

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