Trust Falls
By Adele
Huxley
Psychological
Romantic Thriller
Published :
December 5, 2016
BOOK DESCRIPTION:
The games we play...
We like to test the strength of our relationships. Does he really love me? Is she faithful? Am I wasting my time? But some of these games don’t just test the limits of our bonds. Some games are a matter of life and death.
How well do you know your partner?
Captured and bound...
Kidnapped and held captive, the only thing that will guide Dani Marsh to safety is trust… a rare commodity in her world. Her life hinges on the way she navigates the games she is forced to play for her freedom but...
Who can she trust?
The fame-hungry, money-obsessed boyfriend who has recently shown a dark manipulative side? Or the gorgeous stranger she’s been locked up with for weeks? A man with a tortured past and scars she can so easily relate to...maybe a little too well.
Dani has one chance to escape but only if she’s sure of where her trust falls.
Trust Falls is a standalone thriller in the Tellure Hollow world. All Tellure Hollow novels are filled with action, suspense, romance, and the kind of endings that leave you satisfied!
Approx 81,000 words
We like to test the strength of our relationships. Does he really love me? Is she faithful? Am I wasting my time? But some of these games don’t just test the limits of our bonds. Some games are a matter of life and death.
How well do you know your partner?
Captured and bound...
Kidnapped and held captive, the only thing that will guide Dani Marsh to safety is trust… a rare commodity in her world. Her life hinges on the way she navigates the games she is forced to play for her freedom but...
Who can she trust?
The fame-hungry, money-obsessed boyfriend who has recently shown a dark manipulative side? Or the gorgeous stranger she’s been locked up with for weeks? A man with a tortured past and scars she can so easily relate to...maybe a little too well.
Dani has one chance to escape but only if she’s sure of where her trust falls.
Trust Falls is a standalone thriller in the Tellure Hollow world. All Tellure Hollow novels are filled with action, suspense, romance, and the kind of endings that leave you satisfied!
Approx 81,000 words
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EXCERPT ONE
A single light illuminated the table
between us. Miah fidgeted across from me, his hands free, not bound like mine.
The dark room echoed with scary vastness, clearly bigger than the rooms in
which I’d been held. The man tucked in the shadows spoke up, his shadow black,
just that much darker than the surrounding wall I could see him move.
“Under each box is a ping pong ball,
one white, one orange. You and only you can know the color under each box. You
aren’t to show or otherwise indicate which ball is which. Your partner has an
identical set.” He sounded almost bored, like he’d memorized these lines to
rattle off without emotion.
I tore my eyes from the small white
cardboard boxes carefully positioned before us. As I sought Miah’s gaze, I
couldn’t help but fidget with the thick plastic restraints pinning my wrists
together. He stared at the boxes as if waiting for them to attack. He opened
his mouth to say something before clamping it shut. His shaggy hair hung in
greasy clumps, beard longer than normal, but on the whole, he looked no worse
for wear.
Not like me. Bruised, scraped,
gaunt. My core felt hollowed out, the smallest of sparks left inside.
“Okay,” I frowned, glancing into the
darkness.
“The rules are simple. Choose orange
to save yourself, white to save the other person. If you both choose the white
ball, you both live. If you both choose the orange ball, you die.”
My tongue felt sluggish inside the
dry walls of my mouth. “And if I choose white and he chooses orange?” I asked
the shadow.
Miah finally met my eye. I tried to
read those icy blues and came up with only question marks. My boyfriend of a
year, a man I’d let into my inner circle, and I couldn’t decipher a thing on
his face. The reality of the situation sank like a lead ball in my gut and I
struggled to remain calm. I fixed a poker face, trying to hide any outward sign
that I was scared shitless. The reason I was in this situation was still a
mystery, but whoever had organized this little game probably would’ve loved
watching me dissolve.
Miah’s throat clicked before he
spoke up, answering my question with a flat voice. “You die.”
The boxes sat motionless, concealing
my fate. There was a beauty and simplicity in the game. I knew there was a
trick lurking in there somewhere, but I had to buy enough time to think it
through and plan.
“You have five minutes to decide.
Feel free to discuss your decision,” the voice said from the corner. I could
practically hear the pleasure dripping from his commands. The guy was getting
his rocks off on this and I still had no idea why.
My eyebrows shot up. “Wait. We talk
about this first? It’s not a one, two, three draw type thing?”
Miah leaned forward, stealing my
attention. He pressed his hands flat on the table as he spoke. “There’s nothing
to talk about. Obviously, I’m going to save you.”
My brain tripped on that word a few
times like a record caught on a scratch. Obviously.
Obviously. A few tense heartbeats passed before I couldn’t stand the
silence any longer.
“If this is an elaborate way of
proposing, I’ll give you one guess what my answer will be.”
“It’s a pretty obvious solution. We
both choose white and we walk out of here, right?” He said it with such
conviction, like he couldn’t imagine a scenario where I wouldn’t go along with
that plan.
There was that word again. My throat
creaked my discomfort and he looked up, brows wrinkling in horrified concern. “Right?”
I didn’t yet know what ball each box
hid, but my hands hovered over them as if holding a great weight. “It’s not
that simple,” I whispered, mostly to myself.
Miah slammed his elbows down on the
table and gestured with both hands. “Yes it is. It is that simple.”
My vision swam with tears I dared
not show. “And how do I know you won’t choose the orange ball?”
He considered the question. When he
spoke next, his voice was low. “I suppose you don’t.” He lurched forward, the
wooden chair clattering out from under him. “You have to trust me.”
“Trust…” I whispered as I stared at
the boxes. That’s what this all comes down
to. Do I trust my boyfriend?
AUTHOR BIO
Adele Huxley is an author with many facets. She
writes romance with unique, flawed characters and creates immersive settings.
Some series are realistic and contemporary, others are suspenseful and
action-packed, but all come with a storyline you can't walk away from. Her
alter-ego T.S. Huxley loves to dabble in the steamier side of romance...
With a BA in creative writing, Adele has been writing her entire life. She loves to travel, has lived in several countries and states, and splits her time between the US and the UK.
With a BA in creative writing, Adele has been writing her entire life. She loves to travel, has lived in several countries and states, and splits her time between the US and the UK.
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