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

I watch as Abby disappears into Max's room. My heart burns to go to her, hold her in my arms and beg and plead for her forgiveness but I don't deserve that. I deserve to wallow in self-pity feeling like my world is standing still, but in actuality everything around me is moving at the speed of light. 


When Austin came out and told us what happened and that Abby and Ghost were on their way here, my heart stopped. Knowing I wasn't there for her when she needed me the most, knowing I was here getting shitfaced all while she was fending off an attack that almost ended her life, kills me. If it weren't for Ghost and Swatch, she would have been dead, and it would have been all my fault. I am no better than her father, the same man that not too long ago, I fought for putting her in this same situation.


Chapter 65