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Tessa fled ten years ago from the nightmare of her life and the abuse by her father. She vowed that no man would ever control her again. She needed to return to fight her demons, to be able to move forward and let go of the past. Little did she know that she was heading toward her future. Could she accept what fate has placed in her path? 

Fate had set Logan in front of her. He was tall and sexy as hell. Could she let the past go and let it heal her shattered heart? Or will she turn away from a chance to find true love?

She thought she had found true love. The dream somehow turned into a nightmare. She fled with her only thought being to free herself from this nightmare. She had thought she was safe and living the life she wanted, that after seven years, she found someone she could truly love. The nightmare was only beginning. She was through; she was free now. She was ready to surrender to her true love, but now she needed to save him by leaving. 

He was a playboy, never one to commit. He was the love them and leave them, happy-go-lucky type. That was until she came into his life in a time when he was hiding, unsure what might happen. He only had a few days with her, but she consumed his thoughts. He will do whatever it takes to be with the woman he loves and have a future with her, but at what cost?

Dean had only two dreams the frist ws going into the navy. The second was to marry the only woman that had his heart. Fate, on th eother hand, had other plans for him. When his first fream was about to come true, the second was fally apart in front of his eyes, 

Nicole dreamed of the day she would be Dean's wife and the futrue they had planned. Nicole gegged Deand to stay her with her She knew that Dean dreamed of going into navy they had talked about it for years. The secret she carried changed all that, and for the life of her, she could't tell him.

Now ten years later both are back in their home town. Fate had put them in a direct course. Will her secret be more than he can take, or will the threat to her kill that love. 

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