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    His Beautiful Beast
    His Beautiful Beast
    His Beautiful Beast
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    His Beautiful Beast

    By Amber Kell

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    Sammy Dunn had always dreamed of being a musician. When his mother's employer offers to pay for his music school in exchange for Sammy to return he agrees.

    Jonah Croft had longed for someone like his boyfriend Sammy his entire life. When Sammy disappears Jonah refuses to let his vanishing go unremarked but what he discovers when he finds him changes his entire world view.

    Will love prevail or will evil tear the lovers apart?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmber Kell
    Release dateJun 19, 2015
    ISBN9781310182068
    His Beautiful Beast
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    Amber Kell

    Amber Kell is a dreamer who has been writing stories in her head for as long as she could remember.She lives in Seattle with her husband, two sons, three cats and one very stupid dog. To learn more about her current books or works in progress, check out her blog at http://amberkell.wordpress.com.Her fans can also reach her at amberkellwrites@gmail.com.

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    His Beautiful Beast - Amber Kell

    His Beautiful Beast

    Amber Kell

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright 2015 by Amber Kell

    Cover design: Meredith Russell

    Editor: Joe Swingle, Jason Bradley, Beany Sparks

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission. This book cannot be copied in any format, sold, or otherwise transferred from your computer to another through upload to a file sharing peer to peer program, for free or for a fee. Such action is illegal and in violation of Copyright Law.

    Dedication

    For my fans who enjoy fairy tales as much as I do. Enjoy!

    Contents

    Prelude

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    My Man Declan (sample)

    About Amber

    Prelude

    Sammy Dunn tapped at the piano keys seeking the right combination, trying to match the sounds in his head to the pattern beneath his fingers. The music drove him. It whispered in his ear a steady, insistent chatter he tried to write down before it vanished. Sometimes the sounds overwhelmed him, and he had to stop, close his eyes, and take deep breaths until he could focus on one note of music at a time.

    He pulled one more string of sound from his head and scribbled down the marks in a furious rush of motion. His pencil broke, and he almost cried. The tune spun dizzily around in his brain.

    Shh, boy, calm down. It’ll be fine. You’ll get it.

    Sammy glanced over his shoulder. Mr. Strassford, his mother’s boss, stood behind him. Age wrinkled the skin around his eyes and deep grooves lined his mouth, but his eyes held a kind light.

    Sorry, sir, I didn’t mean to disturb you. His hands shook and rustled his music sheets. He’d been given permission to use the piano while his mother cleaned, but maybe Strassford didn’t approve after all.

    You should be in a music school. You’re very talented. Mr. Strassford tapped a piano key as he spoke.

    Sammy bit his lip and hunched his shoulders. We can’t afford it.

    He’d begged his mother to send him to a boarding school on the East Coast. They had the best music school in the United States. She’d cried for two days after she had to admit she couldn’t afford to send him.

    He never brought it up again.

    I hate to see talent wasted. I will pay for your schooling if you promise to come back and visit me on your twenty-first birthday.

    Why then? Although his heart sped up at the opportunity, his instincts twanged warily at the strange request. No one gave away anything for free. His mother taught him that with her hard work.

    Because that is the price of understanding your gift. Everything has a cost, my boy. Everything.

    Sammy didn’t trust Strassford. Although the offer appeared good on the surface, the price might prove too high. He only knew of one person he could trust unconditionally. I’ll talk to my mom.

    Two days later, he was off to school.

    Chapter One

    Eight years later

    Sammy groaned at the announcement. His flight had been delayed again. If this kept up, he’d end up breaking his promise. After eight years of musical training paid for by Strassford, Sammy owed it to the man to show up.

    If he didn’t keep his vow, then his fight with Jonah would’ve been pointless. He hoped Jonah would forgive him for not letting him come along. There hadn’t been very many stipulations in his agreement with Mr. Strassford other than Sammy had to come back when he was twenty-one. His boyfriend hadn’t appreciated the brush off. Their fight had been brutal with words spoken they could never take back. When he’d talked to Strassford on the phone, his benefactor had insisted he come alone.

    Sammy closed his eyes and relived the fight, wishing things could’ve gone differently.

    "I can’t believe you’re leaving me." Jonah paced back and forth, waving his hands as he ranted.

    "I’m not leaving you, Jo. I’m keeping a promise. You won’t even miss me while I’m gone." Sammy shoved a few more shirts into his suitcase. He figured he’d need at least two outfits. Strassford hadn’t been detailed about how many days he expected Sammy to stay.

    "Why can’t I come?" Jonah stopped to scowl at his lover.

    "He requested me alone. That was our arrangement. I told you." Several times.

    Jonah grabbed Sammy’s arm as he walked past. I don’t like this. What if this guy turns out to be a psychopath? Why does he need to see you?

    Sammy gripped the ball of socks in his hand and hurled it at his luggage. He watched as it bounced off the side and tumbled to the floor. I don’t know why he wants me alone, okay. But it doesn’t matter. I owe him. I agreed to see him; I’m not backing out now.

    "And you always keep your promises." The bitterness in Jonah’s voice drew Sammy’s attention more than Jonah’s raving before.

    "Yes, I do. Oddly enough some people consider that a good trait."

    Jonah rolled his eyes. You take it too far.

    "Because I won’t let you take care of me?" The same argument popped up every few weeks. Jonah wanted to take care of him so Sammy could concentrate on his music. Jonah didn’t see a problem with paying all of Sammy’s bills, and he found Sammy’s pride infuriating.

    Sammy needed to stand on his own feet. Depending on people only led to sorrow. His mother was a perfect example. She’d trusted his father, and the bastard had left her pregnant and poor. She’d fought hard to get on her feet only to fall for the same type of jerk a few years after Sammy went off to school Luckily her relationships never lasted long.

    He couldn’t allow himself to be put in the same situation. He owed it to his mother’s memory.

    "I can’t be your boy toy. I need to stand on my own feet."

    "Why?" Jonah shouted, his patience snapping like one of Sammy’s guitar strings.

    "Because we’ve only been dating for six months. He refused to go over the same fight again. His heart hurt. I can’t put my life in your hands, Jo, I just can’t."

    "Okay." Jonah nodded and walked away. A minute later, Sammy heard his front door open and close.

    He brushed away tears as he finished packing his bag. Jonah hadn’t returned before Sammy had to leave.

    The announcement of his flight boarding broke Sammy out of his memories. He grabbed the handle of his carry-on suitcase and got in line to board.

    Five miles from his destination the rental car broke down.

    Goddamn, fuck! Sammy pulled the rattling rental car to the side of the road. They must’ve given him the clankiest car on the lot. Still cursing, Sammy got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind him. He popped the hood of the steaming car and peered inside. He stared for several minutes before admitting defeat. I don’t know what the hell I’m looking at.

    He’d studied music not mechanics. Obviously something had overheated; what, he didn’t know. No streetlights broke the inky darkness. Instead the blackness surrounded him like a magician’s cloak, blocking every bit of light.

    Sammy pulled his phone out of his pocket, then tapped his flashlight app. The sudden brightness of the screen in his eyes almost had him dropping the device.

    Fuck. He turned the screen toward the engine, but clearer vision didn’t instill a sudden understanding of auto mechanics.

    He turned off the app, ready to call the rental agency only to discover he had no signal. Clenching his fists, he resisted the urge to throw his phone against the pavement. It might still come in handy. Maybe if he walked a bit down

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