| Author: | Remona G. Tanner | ISBN: | 9781491861684 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse | Publication: | February 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse | Language: | English |
| Author: | Remona G. Tanner |
| ISBN: | 9781491861684 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse |
| Publication: | February 18, 2014 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse |
| Language: | English |
Malcolms life had become nothing more than mundane repetition, a series of routine tasks from sunrise to sunset. Existence no longer required thought or effort. Life and death were inevitable birthrights, but love was a matter of luck. Hope had suffered extinction in his heart Somewhere in the desolate remains of a seemingly harmless man erupted a strong breezeperhaps blown in by fateand it smelled of her. It brought with it an obsession that would prove to be deadly. She was nothing more than an absent memory, an unattainable dream Malcolm had convinced himself he could never acquire, to protect himself from believing he deserved happiness. They had crossed paths before, back when Malcolm was far too young to comprehend what he believed to be love at first sight. He had loved her before beauty graced the eye, before he ever spoke a name so sweet. On the night the Diamond perished, there were two others present. One of them was consumed with an infatuation that stole her life. She was deemed the Diamond, a title not self-proclaimed but very much deserved. Her name was LaSydia the Diamond LaVan, a woman whose worth had been measured by manythe equivalent of a rare, precious stone.
Malcolms life had become nothing more than mundane repetition, a series of routine tasks from sunrise to sunset. Existence no longer required thought or effort. Life and death were inevitable birthrights, but love was a matter of luck. Hope had suffered extinction in his heart Somewhere in the desolate remains of a seemingly harmless man erupted a strong breezeperhaps blown in by fateand it smelled of her. It brought with it an obsession that would prove to be deadly. She was nothing more than an absent memory, an unattainable dream Malcolm had convinced himself he could never acquire, to protect himself from believing he deserved happiness. They had crossed paths before, back when Malcolm was far too young to comprehend what he believed to be love at first sight. He had loved her before beauty graced the eye, before he ever spoke a name so sweet. On the night the Diamond perished, there were two others present. One of them was consumed with an infatuation that stole her life. She was deemed the Diamond, a title not self-proclaimed but very much deserved. Her name was LaSydia the Diamond LaVan, a woman whose worth had been measured by manythe equivalent of a rare, precious stone.
