Radioactive Tales of Love Series by Nikki Prince

Nine years, two lives, one love.We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all that went up in smoke when he got sent to juvenile hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that term loosely, became a monster, transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped.Honorably discharged, I'm back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth... moreNine years, two lives, one love.We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all that went up in smoke when he got sent to juvenile hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that term loosely, became a monster, transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped.Honorably discharged, I'm back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth. I could list a dozen reasons for my return, but the only one that matters is Roxanne Waters. I should probably leave her be. I'm not much of a catch with PTSD and the childhood memories rattling around in my brain. Yet, I can't walk away. There's a darkness that surrounds the death of her sister, a secret that's slowly killing her. I'm going to find out everything. This is the moment of truth to see if we can make it or if I'm nine years too late. less

Nine years, two lives, one love. We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all that went up with smoke when he got sent to Juvenile Hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that terminology loosely, became a monster transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped. Honorably discharged, I'm back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth... moreNine years, two lives, one love. We all have dreams. Mine were filled with college and the boy I loved, Cruz Montoya. But all that went up with smoke when he got sent to Juvenile Hall, my sister killed herself, and Dad up and left. My mother, and I use that terminology loosely, became a monster transferring her pains and disappointment. I became trapped. Honorably discharged, I'm back in Arlington Heights, the small town that only remembers the black sheep persona of my youth. I could list a dozen reasons for my return, but the only one that matters is Roxanne Waters. I should probably leave her be. I'm not much of a catch with PTSD and the childhood memories rattling around in my brain. Yet, I can't walk away. There's a darkness that surrounds the death of her sister, a secret that's slowly killing her. I'm going to find out everything. This is the moment of truth to see if we can make it or if I'm nine years too late. less

Indelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I’d always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he’s back and we’re both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?When you’re on the sand you’re supposed to leave everything there... moreIndelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I’d always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he’s back and we’re both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?When you’re on the sand you’re supposed to leave everything there. Unfortunately, I’ve brought it back to Arlington Heights and Lyric Scott’s doorstep. My body reveals all the scars for everyone to see, but the ones on my soul are graver. Will she even look my way? What can I possibly offer her other than to keep the promise I made to her brother, my best friend who I couldn’t bring back?We’re a ready-made family now, how can I walk away? But how can I allow her to deal with the demons at my door? less

Indelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I'd always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he's back and we're both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?When you're on the sand you're supposed to leave everything there... moreIndelible scars and memories chase us like ghosts.He was supposed to be coming home. But not like this, never like this. I'd always dreamed that one day Quinton Grayson would be mine. Now he's back and we're both dealing with paralyzing guilt. Does wanting him make sense when I have the responsibility to take care of my nephew? Quinton is holding back; dare I find out why?When you're on the sand you're supposed to leave everything there. Unfortunately, I've brought it back to Arlington Heights and Lyric Scott's doorstep. My body reveals all the scars for everyone to see, but the ones on my soul are graver. Will she even look my way? What can I possibly offer her other than to keep the promise I made to her brother, my best friend who I couldn't bring back?We're a ready-made family now, how can I walk away? But how can I allow her to deal with the demons at my door? less