D.S. TOSSELL is an emotional roller coaster of a reader. She loves any kind of book that will make her laugh, make her cry and more importantly make her think. She is a nut for all things holiday. Loves to cook but cannot bake. She loves to relax and hang out with her husband and watch movie marathons. When she is not writing her newest emotionally driven book she is chasing around her two small children.

It only takes five words to drag me back to the desolate dry land of Afghanistan. Five simple words and I'm seeing the blast of gunfire behind my head. Five words and I see her drop right in front of my eyes. Five words causes me to lose myself and revert back into the soldier they made me. Five words.

"Thank you for your service"

Nightmare Warrior's MC

Sobs attempt to wreck my body as the reality of what happened sets in. 


I close the front door and practically run to my bedroom, slamming the door closed and collapsing onto my bed.


The day I have had, rivals even my worst of days when I first came out here to New York. I was pregnant, confused, lonely and ashamed. After I had given birth to Adrianna, everything hit me even worse. I didn't know how to take care of a newborn and knowing my mother was around but wanted nothing to do with me, put me in even more of a spiral. Still, I kept my head held high and made it through with humor and sacrifice. But Shane? He managed to bring me to my lowest point tonight without even trying.


Chapter 30