Golden Atonement by Rebecca Joyce

“I would reap every soul to have her in my arms again.” ~ Reaper

Protecting her, ensuring her safety, that was the one thing I truly cared about and yearned for above all else. Ultimately, it was my choices that caused her destruction.
My actions led to the loss of the person I loved most in this world. She was the only one who could quell the raging demon inside me and bring me the peace I longed for.
Every action has a consequence.
I know that now.

She was my compass. My lifeline in a bloody world of my own making.
My always. The one person I could turn to when the darkness surrounded me.
Now, I was alone, unable to breathe as I drowned in the sins of my actions as the darkness lurked close to the surface, waiting to claim my dark soul.
We burned bright for a short time. Our flame was a beacon of hope until the flame went out.
I should have known.
Like ashes after a fire, we were left ruined.

In the aftermath of my destruction, I found myself suffocating without her.
Nothing made sense anymore. I lost sight of my purpose.
Adrift, I dove deeper into the void, welcoming the familiar darkness as it threatened to consume my soul until I wanted to drown in my sorrow.
With no one to rely on, I succumbed to the beast within, the monster I’d pretended not to be, only to find, in that despair, a glimmer of purpose rose to the surface.
A reason to atone that fate had cruelly withheld until now.

The problem with atonement is I would do it all again to ensure her safety.

PERSONAL NOTE & TRIGGER WARNING FROM AUTHOR: The Golden Skulls Motorcycle Club is a series of books with many triggers. I cannot stress this enough. If you suffer from any trigger, please take caution when reading my books. Your health is more important than my fictional books.