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I didn’t heed the warning and decided to read them during a trip to Mississippi with my girls for a Soccer College Showcase. I kept seeing TikTok videos and Bookstagram posts on how these books would break me. I told myself I would hold off reading The Ravenhood books by Kate Stewart. At least that was the case for me and the men I trusted my foolish heart to.⁣⁣Looking back, I’m convinced I willed my story into existence due to my illness.⁣⁣ And all were punished. You can’t re-live your own love story, because by the time you’ve realized you’re living it, it’s over.

But in order to keep them, I had to be in on their secrets.⁣⁣Secrets that cost us everything to keep.⁣⁣That’s the novelty of fiction versus reality. I gave into temptation and fed the beating beast, which grew thirstier with every slash, every strike, every blow.⁣⁣Triple Falls wasn’t at all what it seemed, nor were the men that swept me under their wing.

Published by Self-Published on July 28, 2020Ĭan you keep a secret?⁣I grew up sick.⁣⁣Let me clarify.⁣⁣I grew up believing that real love stories include a martyr or demand great sacrifice to be worthy.⁣⁣Because of that, I believed it, because I made myself believe it, and I bred the most masochistic of romantic hearts, which resulted in my illness.⁣⁣When I lived this story, my own twisted fairy tale, it was unbeknownst to me at the time because I was young and naïve.