I loved him.
I loathed him.

I knew he had secrets.
I knew he had darkness in him.

And yet I took all of him. Accepted all his ugly the way he embraced all of mine.

But sometimes loving someone isn't enough. Sometimes it breaks you apart and moulds you into somebody else entirely. 

And sometimes the person you loved the most can be the one to hurt you worst of all.

(Kiss a Stranger is a new adult/contemporary romance.
There is a whole lot of sex, and a whole lot of swearing. If that is not your cup of tea, then this is not for you.)