Torn Apart

211 Pages·2010·0.85 MB·English

by  Sala Sharon

Praise for the novels of
SHARON SALA
"Sala's characters are vivid and engaging."
--Publishers Weekly on Cut Throat
"Sharon Sala is not only a top romance novelist, she is an inspiration for
people everywhere who wish to live their dreams."
--John St. Augustine, host, Power! Talk Radio WDBC-AM, Michigan
"Veteran romance author Sala lives up to her reputation with this well-crafted
thriller."
--Publishers Weekly on Remember Me
"[A] well-written, fast-paced ride."
--Publishers Weekly on Nine Lives
"Perfect entertainment for those looking for a suspense novel with
emotional intensity."
--Publishers Weekly on Out of the Dark
Also by Sharon Sala
THE WARRIOR
BAD PENNY
THE HEALER
CUT THROAT
NINE LIVES
THE CHOSEN
MISSING
WHIPPOORWILL
ON THE EDGE
"Capsized"
DARK WATER
OUT OF THE DARK
SNOWFALL
BUTTERFLY
REMEMBER ME
REUNION
SWEET BABY
BLOWN AWAY
Originally Published as Dinah McCall
THE RETURN
Look for Sharon Sala's next novel
SWEPT ASIDE
available August 2010
SHARON SALA
Torn Apart

Every day, every minute, in a thousand homes and cities around the world,
children are being molested.
They are at the mercy of their predators, who stalk them like prey; they are
overwhelmed by what is happening, too frightened and intimidated to fight back.
And every night, thousands of children like the little boy in my story suffer
silently under fear of death.
God will take care of the predators.
It is up to us to speak for their victims.
In my small way, by telling this story, I am shouting aloud for the world to
pay attention--for people not to look away.
For everyone who ever suffered in silence and for all the children who
never made it home--this book is for you.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Epilogue
One
Bordelaise, Louisiana, May
M
oonlight coming through the thin veil of curtains cast a pale yellow glow
on the sweat-slicked bodies of the couple in the four-poster bed.
The woman's long dark hair spilled across the pillow beneath her head,
while the man's hair, still damp from an earlier shower, glistened in the
moonlight.
Her legs were locked around his waist.
His hands were braced on either side of her body.
The intensity of their lovemaking was, as always, made all the sweeter
because their time together was so brief. But the briefness of their interlude was
not because this was a secretive affair. J.R. and Katie Earle were married, and to
each other. It was his job that kept them apart.
A single bead of sweat ran from J.R.'s hair and down the middle of his back,
but he didn't feel it. The only thing on his mind was how good it felt to be
making slow, sweet love to Katie.
Their bodies rocked in perfect rhythm--the kind that true partners know--
meeting each other thrust for thrust as the heat between them grew. Like dancers
caught in the spotlight of moonglow, their bodies moved in graceful passion.
It wasn't until Katie began to moan and her body began to tremble that J.R.
lost his own control. He gave up and gave in, spilling his seed deep inside her in