She was a young thing, a child really, full of hope and light, who’s only friends were the shadows on the walls. Others would have found the darkness that she traversed lacking in shadows, but she exuded an unearthly radiance, lighting the world with every step and bringing life to the shadows that lived only in the twilight between worlds. It was here that her friends came out to play and fed her soul with their love of her joy and the light she bore. For without light, there could be no shadows.
He, a man living in the light, found nothing in the darkness, though his eyes scoured it constantly for a kindred spirit. Always, he searched the void for someone to cling to, some kind of anchor for his soul. For he walked in the light only with help of a mask to hide behind. Under it hid an ethereal animal, primal in its needs and desires, which could not stand the light of day. If only there was one who could give him light without destroying the darkness that filled him so that he could finally be free.
This is the beginning of Mr. Sheffield and Maggie’s love story. It isn’t simple. It isn’t clean. Life’s not simple or clean, and a truly epic love story shouldn’t be either. Epic love must be forged in the fires of heartbreak, pain, and fear because love is no different than steel, and only the fire of a wounded soul can burn away the impurities.
Torn will pull you in with the steamy scenes of young Maggie learning about the dark world of BDSM by revealing the dark and primal man that lay behind Mr. Sheffield’s masks. Lust and passion abound in their pursuits of physical love, but always, there is a shadow hanging over them as she unravels Mr. Sheffield’s past.
But it is not the physical love that will force you to keep turning the pages. Other stories may bring you romance and candles, but this is a story with claws and teeth. It is raw. It is passion. It is real.
If you’re looking for a story that will warm your heart and make you see the good in the world, look elsewhere. This is about the darkness that lies behind the mask that we all wear. It is about the animal inside each of us. And yet, you’ll wish that you were the one lying underneath Mr. Sheffield as the mask comes off and the cuffs wrap around your wrists and ankles. You’ll know that pain will follow, but in the end, you know that passion and pleasure will never fail to fill your body, mind, and soul…