Tear you apart / Megan Hart.
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Dr. James Carlson Library | Fiction | Hart Megan | Checked out | 07/18/2024 | 33111006846485 |
Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:
Their passion will consume everything--and everyone-- in its path....
I'm on a train.
I don't know which stop I got on at; I only know the train is going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. I should get off, but I don't. The universe is playing a cosmic joke on me. Here I had my life--a good life with everything a woman could want--and suddenly, there is something more I didn't know I could have. A chance for me to be satisfied and content and maybe even on occasion deliriously, amazingly, exuberantly fulfilled.
So this is where I am, on a train that's out of control, and I am not just a passenger. I'm the one shoveling the furnace full of coal to keep it going fast and faster.
If I could make myself believe it all happened by chance and I couldn't help it, that I've been swept away, that it's not my fault, that it's fate...would that be easier? The truth is, I didn't know I was looking for this until I found Will, but I must've been, all this time. And now it is not random, it is not fate, it is not being swept away.
This is my choice. And I don't know how to stop.
Or even if I want to.
"Their passion will consume everything-- and everyone-- in its path. I'm on a train. I don't know which stop I got on at I only know the train is going fast and the world outside becomes a blur. I should get off but I don't. The universe is playing a cosmic joke on me. Here I had my life a good life with everything a woman could want and suddenly there is something more I didn't know I could have. A chance for me to be satisfied and content and maybe even on occasion deliriously, amazingly, exuberantly, fulfilled. So this is where I am on a train that's out of control and I am not just a passenger. I'm the one shoveling the furnace full of coal to keep it going fast and faster. If I could make myself believe it all happened by chance and I couldn't help it, that I've been swept away, that it's not my fault, that it's fate-- would that be easier? The truth is, I didn't know I was looking for this until I found Will but I must've been, all this time. And now it is not random, it is not fate, it is not being swept away. This is my choice. And I don't know how to stop. Or even if I want to" -- from author's web site.