Layla Wolfe

Through A Glass, Darkly Layla Wolfe

MAHALIA: I didn't want to be born. Something went wrong along the way, and I've been unsure about my purpose on this earth ever since. If I was hit by a car, if I fell off a cliff, would anyone care? Living in Cornucopia with my sister wives under the watchful eye of our husband, Allred Lee Chiles, has turned me into a robot, unable to feel or think for myself. I've been looking through a cloudy glass, not trusting myself or others. But a man came down from the mountains. I'm captivated by Gideon Fortunati, his name expressing all that he is-keeper of my fate, master of reality, teacher of my future. Gideon's purifying power has enlightened me about my capabilities. I don't have to let The Prophet take my daughter and marry her off to that old man. I was guilty of dirt and sin, but I can take my life back now. GIDEON: I was exiled to this godforsaken wasteland in Utah by our MC Prez. My entire existence has been a struggle, a futile tirade against my maker. I ranted against my fate, and in answer I was sent Mahalia. A naive victim of that twisted false Mormon sect leader. He's tried to mangle her like a spineless puppet, like he has all the other women-the other girls. Before I met her, I was a child. Now I've given up childish ways, and I can see everything in a mirror, face to face. Faith, hope, and love were all handed to me, and the greatest of these is love. I've come too far. There's no surrender now. It didn't look that far on the map. Publisher's Note: This is a full-length, standalone novel with a HEA and no cliffhanger. Possible triggers include underage arranged marriage, forced oral copulation, and male prostitution.