TRANSLUCENT
by Erin Noelle
Sometimes you reach a point where
you just can’t take any more – a breaking point some call it. The day I
watched my husband murder the woman who was pregnant with his child, my
point didn’t just break, it exploded like a magazine firing through the
barrel of a fully-automatic AK-47. Literally. I am no longer his
American Princess, nor am I his slave. Now, I’m a murderer in hiding. My
name was Bryleigh Carter Oliveira and that was my story.
Translucent is one woman's story of breaking free, starting over, and learning to trust again through willful submission.
Meet Bryleigh Carter…
Picking
me up off the bed, Ish threw me over his shoulder and marched out of
the hotel room, into the pitch-black night. Scared speechless, I didn’t
make a peep as he strode into the small motel office and dropped me on
the floor. The male front desk attendant that had rented me the room had
eyes as big as saucers, obviously fearful of Ish and the scene
unfolding in front of him.
“Did you give her a room to stay in?” he demanded.
The older man nodded, taking a small step backwards.
“Don’t you fucking move, Gramps, and answer me when I ask you a goddamn question.”
“Y-yes, I gave her a room,” he admitted in a cracked voice.
“Did she pay you with money, or did she fuck you for it?”
“She
paid me with money, sir. I don’t run that kind of business.” The man
looked down at me huddled in a corner on the floor, and then back up at
Ish. “She never even offered that kind of thing.”
Ish
stomped around to the back of the counter and held his hand out, palm
up. “She wants a refund. She’s not staying here tonight.”
Trembling,
the man opened the cash register and pulled out some cash, setting it
in Ish’s hand. As he did, Ish grabbed hold of his wrist and twisted it
behind his back.
“Please…please don’t hurt me,” the man begged. “I didn’t know I was doing anything wrong.”
“No,
you probably didn’t, but she did,” Ish spat, his fiery eyes darting
over to me. “Princesa, did you know you were doing something wrong?”
The growing sob that had built in the back of my throat escaped as I nodded and said, “Yes, I did.”
“Well, someone needs to be punished for your bad behavior to remind you not to do something like this again.”
“Punish me, Ish,” I cried. “That poor man has nothing to do with this. Please, let him go.”
He
glanced over at the man he held in a tight hold, and then back at me
before releasing an evil laugh that echoed loudly throughout the small
room. “Sorry, Princesa, but I need you to be pretty for our upcoming
wedding.” Then, without warning, he pulled a long-bladed knife from the
leg of his pants and chopped the man’s hand clear off in one swing. I’m
not sure who screamed louder, me or the man, but within seconds, it was
only my high-pitched voice shrieking, because Ish took the knife and
slit the man’s throat, killing him instantaneously. Dropping the bloody
body, he stalked towards me, bent down to my level, and clamped his hand
on top of my mouth.
“Quiet
now, Bryleigh, before you alert anyone else and I do the same thing to
them. You don’t want to be the reason anyone else dies tonight, do you?”
he whispered in my ear.
Immediately,
I stop screaming, knowing damn well he would do exactly what he
promised. “Now, that’s my good Princesa,” he said, stroking my hair. “We
should get out of here. I’m going to carry you to the car, and I expect
you to be well-behaved.”
Lifting
me from the dirty tile floor, he carried me like a baby out to his car
and placed me on the passenger seat. Petrified of what was going to
happen next, I sat as still as a statue as he got into the car and drove
north, back towards Chicago. He said nothing the entire drive home, but
once we were both inside the apartment, he threw me on the bed and
stripped me naked. Turning me over so that I was face-down on the
mattress, he yanked forcefully on my hips, raising them in the air. He
held tightly onto my hipbones as he viciously thrust himself into my
virgin ass—no warning…no lube…nothing. I shouted out at the intense
pain, and tears immediately began to stream down my face, but he didn’t
stop thrusting until he was buried completely inside of me.
Leaning
over, with his chest pressed to my back, he said in low, spine-chilling
voice, “Anytime you fuck up, Princesa, someone will pay the price, and I
will make you watch as I administer the punishment. You need to see the
consequences of your actions, so don’t fuck up again if you don’t want
any more blood on your conscience.”
He
then fiercely fucked me until he came deep inside my asshole. He pulled
out, not saying another word, then showered and left. I cried until I
couldn’t see, and passed out with exhaustion.
That was the only time I ever tried to run away, but sadly, not the only bloodstains on my hands. It was only the beginning.
Bryleigh/Blake is now in witness protection with a fake identity and trying to rebuild some sort of an existence. The horrors her now dead ex-husband made her go through still haunts her. After intensive psychiatric help, she still succumbs to these horrible flashbacks and nightmares that paralyze her.
This is also the story of a man learning to trust and love again. Madden has been deeply hurt by the woman he was about to marry. Now some ten years later, his life is full of one-night-stands and no feelings, other than his deep love of his family - mother, father, and reprobate brother.
Blake and Madden meet and an explosion of chemistry happens. Taking it slow, they both agree to give this new feeling a chance to grow and what ensues is a sensual, loving courtship worthy of the best romantic novel.
The author has given us a story here full of turmoil and the horrors of a past that no young woman should ever have to experience. Well written, our story also gives us a haunting heroine who we love and cheer to fully heal and begin a new life. Be aware this is only book #1 in this series. The ending has a cliffhanger. Sometimes we cannot fully out run our past. Transparent (book #2) is due out this Fall.
About the Author
Erin Noelle is a Texas native, where
she lives with her husband and two young daughters. While earning her
degree in History at the University of Houston, she rediscovered her
love for reading that was first instilled by her grandmother when she
was a young child. A lover of happily-ever-afters, both historical and
current, Erin is an avid reader of all romance novels. In 2013, she
published the Book Boyfriend Series, which included books Metamorphosis,
Ambrosia, Euphoria, and Timeless, and recently published When the Sun
Goes Down, a contemporary romance novel. Her books have been a part of
the USA Today Bestselling list and the Amazon and Barnes & Noble
overall Top 100.
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