Until You

This is Jared's story . . .

Have you ever been so angry that hitting things felt good? Or numb to all emotions? The past few years have been like that for me. Traveling between fury and indifference with no stops in between. Some people hate me for it, while others are scared of me. But none of them can hurt me, because I don't care about anything or anyone.

Except Tatum.

I love her so much that I hate her. I hate that I can't let her go. We used to be friends, but I found out that I couldn't trust her or anyone else. So I hurt her. I pushed her away. But I still need her. She centers me. Engaging, challenging, bullying her-it's the last part of me that feels anything human.

But then she went and screwed everything up. She left for a year and came back a different girl. Now, when I push, she pushes back.

“Bully was a wonderfully addictive read that kept my heart racing from start to finish. I could not put it down! 5 stars!! - Aesta's Book BlogA heated and passionate novel, full of feeling and intensity that will appeal to the reader seeking an emotional rush. - IndieReader.com”

Bully was a wonderfully addictive read that kept my heart racing from start to finish. I could not put it down! 5 stars!! - Aesta's Book Blog

A heated and passionate novel, full of feeling and intensity that will appeal to the reader seeking an emotional rush. - IndieReader.com

Penelope Douglas is a writer living in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor's degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to "just get the damn degree!" She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she HATED public administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later she was married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, The Originals, and she shops at Target almost daily.

This is Jared's story . . . Have you ever been so angry that hitting things felt good? Or numb to all emotions? The past few years have been like that for me. Traveling between fury and indifference with no stops in between. Some people hate me for it, while others are scared of me. But none of them can hurt me, because I don't care about anything or anyone. Except Tatum. I love her so much that I hate her. I hate that I can't let her go. We used to be friends, but I found out that I couldn't trust her or anyone else. So I hurt her. I pushed her away. But I still need her. She centers me. Engaging, challenging, bullying her-it's the last part of me that feels anything human. But then she went and screwed everything up. She left for a year and came back a different girl. Now, when I push, she pushes back.

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