From USA Today Bestselling Author M. Robinson ROAD TO NOWHERE (BOOK ONE) I once read that every warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me. I was trained to kill. I was trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah motherfucker. Life or death. Ride or die. And I’m not only talking about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to nowhere. My life. I fought for my brothers. I fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought for her… Never realizing I might die for them too. ENDS HERE (BOOK TWO) Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. And all that fucking shit. I had killed. I had sacrificed. The innocent and the corrupt. I knew blood and I knew violence. Never imagining I could know love too. Mia Ryder was a woman to love. To cherish. To fucking claim. Now, forever, and every day in between. If there was anyone I’d go to Hell and back for, it was her. Even if it meant, going to war with… My fucking brother.

Dear diary,Once upon a time…There was a girl with long golden hair who had the truest, bluest eyes that turned white when she cried.She lived in a kingdom far, far away in a tower made of stone, but her mind was made of glass that she kept sharp as knives.Where her memories hid behind her darkest doubts.Her deepest thoughts.Her diary became the only thing she could rely on.No one saw through her looking glass.No one cared.No one tried.Until the villain presented himself as the hero in her life.He took and took and took some more.With no regret.With no shame.With no apology.The page never turned.Their story didn't end.Tomorrow never came.His life of debauchery was their journey to nowhere.She'd give anything to go back in time.To walk where she had walked.To see what she had seen.One step.One breath.One day at a time.Though in the end, "I love you" were just words.That destroyed us inside.

"You're mine."Her life changed the moment I gave the order. Two simple words. One powerful meaning.I waited until I couldn't wait anymore.My cruelty.My pleasure.My addiction to her.My need to claim her.Own her.I've always been the hero in my own story and the villain in hers.She. Was. Mine.I just had to prove it to her.