Erin Rose

““My angel of the night, for you I would have given anything, even if it was just for one more night. I’d give my whole world to just be with you, just to hold you tight, and tell you goodbye. I didn’t even get to say goodbye, Jackson. And the truth is, through it all, I would have died for you, too.” Tess replied through watery eyes. She reached under her pillow and traced her fingers over that letter, ”It wasn’t your time. I just wasn’t,” she sobbed.” ~ Erin Rose ..excerpt from Traitors Tartan part 2

 “Those eyes, they cast a spell on me. A spell that not even I could break. As you spoke my eyes focused on the way your face shifted with your words. My ears noticed the tones in your voice and how they changed with the rhythm of your heartbeat against your flesh. My nose, well, it picked up the scent of you. Warm. Willing. Welcoming. Wanting. And here I was, waiting. “ ~ Erin Rose

“He never called me by my name. That was too easy, too simple & there was nothing simple about him. When he showed up at my door, I knew he meant business. His tone..deep..intense..growly. Whatever he called me that night, I knew to listen because there would be no turning back.” ~ Erin Rose

“She folded up that letter as tears streamed down her face wondering how she managed to keep its pages dry. She must have read that letter a thousand times and each time it was like she had never read them before. Leaning back on the bed the memories hit like a flood of waves crashing against the shoreline. ‘How am I supposed to do this,’ she thought to herself. ‘ I can’t do this without you. The ache for you, this want for you, night after night. You set me on fire and walked away. You didn’t even stick around to watch me burn.’ “ ~Erin Rose

“ … the scent surrounded us as we quickly shuffled through the crowd...before we could even reach the exit doors your hand slipped into my hair and wound tightly into a fierce grip.. as we went through the nearest door, locking it behind us…the grip tightened ...your breath quickened..and then there was that growl...the growl that had gotten me in trouble so many times before. You leaned in to growl something in my ear as you pushed me through a door, locking it behind me. You pushed, I pushed back. You scratched, I clawed. You pushed one more time, has my hands grasped the cold porcelain sink, using it as leverage, you slid deep inside, growling once more in my ear. My spine tingled, my body shook. Your hand slowly closed in around my neck, as we both embraced the sweet release.” ~Erin Rose

“ You can pretend we never met, that you never knew me. You can pretend I don’t exist, that there was nothing here to see. You and I both know that’s bullshit. It is once a ‘was’ and now a ‘no longer will be.’” ~ Erin Rose

“It’s more than just a need, this craving. This addiction, this tension, this energy that feels like shards of glass ripping through my veins. There’s an itch. I scratch. Nothing. I try again and watch it bleed. Will it ever end, this feeling? Doubtful. The only cure is the taste of you.” ~Erin Rose ....WIP.....book untitled