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Authors: Melody Grace

Tags: #romance, #christmas, #unbroken, #melody grace, #beachwood bay

Garrett reached the girl with a smile, and set
about forgetting his pain the only way he knew how. Sure, love was
grand for his friends, for Juliet and Emerson, and Brit and Hunter,
but he’d learned his lesson now.

He wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

 

 

Garrett and Carina’s story continues in
UNCONDITIONAL (Beachwood Bay #4)

Coming 2014

Pre-order your copy today!

 

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Fall in love with Beachwood Bay, the
international hit series from USA Today Bestselling author, Melody
Grace.

 

OUT NOW:

 

Unbroken

 

Untouched

 

Unafraid

 

Untamed Hearts

 

Unwrapped

 

Unconditional
(coming 2014)

 

 

 

And introducing the sizzling new series,

CITIES OF LOVE.

#1 WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT – out now!

 

 

Rome. The city of young lovers, dark secrets,
and intoxicating new desire…

I thought I knew what I wanted in life. I
thought my destiny was set. Then I met him, and everything
changed.

Raphael is bold, passionate, and seductive. He
sees something in me I never dreamed possible, and now he's
determined to show me a world beyond rules — a dance without
limits. I want to trust him, but I'm scared. Because I know once I
fall, there'll be no going back.

An innocent dancer. A mysterious stranger. As
Annalise is drawn deeper into the sensual delights of Rome, she'll
question everything she believed about her future. But with opening
night looming, can she find the strength to risk it all? And will
she be forced to choose between her one true love, ballet, and the
new passion in her heart?

 

For a sneak peek, read on!

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There are some things in life we know to be
true, beyond logic or reason, science or faith. Irresistible
truths, they’re called, the things we seem to instinctively grasp,
as if the knowledge were imprinted deep in our DNA, written on the
very fiber of our souls.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve known I
would be a dancer. From the moment my mother laced a pair of tiny
pink ballet slippers on my feet, my destiny was set. I would be
just like her, a prima ballerina, one of the greats; gliding across
those hallowed stages, moving my audience to tears. Nothing else
mattered. Nothing would ever be so true.

Or so I thought.

Then I came to Rome. And here, among the ancient
statues and the glistening fountains, on the narrow, cobbled
streets, and in the bustling
piazza
squares, I found a new truth. Bold. Passionate. Irresistible.

His name was Raphael.

He blazed into my life, bright as a comet, a
brilliant supernova that blotted out the sun and sent my careful
plans shattering into mere darkness. I burned for him the way I’d
never known before; for the first time, I understood what it was to
be alive. To dance for joy, not habit; to move with someone, and
feel our souls expressed with every movement, with every
heartbeat.

He was a truth I couldn’t deny. But what about
my first love, dance? Could I ever choose between them? And if I
chose wrong, would I ever be the same again?

Because that’s the dangerous thing about the
truth: once you grasp it, it cannot be un-learned. And once you
feel love, real love, you can never forget the taste of those
kisses, the sun-drenched mornings, the secret pleasures of the
gasping, restless nights.

Raphael was my truth, but would he be my
destiny?

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I’m in a gorgeous square in the middle of
Rome, staring at the most beautiful fountain I’ve ever seen, when
it hits me: I think I’ve just made the biggest mistake of my
life.

All around me, the rest of my dance troupe are
happily snapping photos of the view, but all I see when I look into
the water is the impossible task ahead of me. Two months to dance
like I’ve never danced before. Two months to save my career before
it’s over for good.

Maybe I should just go home.

No
. I stop that thought
dead. There’s no way I can ever go home.

It was a last-minute, out-of-the-blue thing. I
came home to find my mom dragging my suitcases out of storage, a
determined look on her face. “Someone dropped out of the touring
company,” she announced. “I pulled some strings and got you the
spot. You leave for Rome tomorrow.”

Rome?

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