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  Torn Series: A Bundle Set 1 - 10

  Title Page

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Epilogue

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Torn Series

  Scornfully Yours

  Scornfully Hers (Carter Novella)

  Frayed

  Blasphemous

  Undeniably Yours (Bass Novella)

  Scorned

  Fixated on You

  Christmas with You

  Unveiled

  Crushed

  Pamela Ann

  Scornfully Yours

  (TORN SERIES)

  SCORNFULLY YOURS

  Copyright © 2013 by Pamela Ann

  All rights reserved.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, written permission from the author, except for the inclusion of brief quotations in a review.

  “All the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.”

  Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  Prologue

  It was official! I had fallen hopelessly in love with Carter after
dating him for only a couple of months. It wasn’t easy to come to terms with this realization knowing, with full certainty, that Carter Mason would not like this fact. He’d most likely just drop me like a hot potato the moment he found out.

  In the very beginning, he was quite clear about emphasizing his feelings on love and relationships. “I don’t do any of the hearts and butterflies shit, Em. I don’t do love or the happily ever after shit either.”

  Yep, that’s what he said, and I went ahead and jumped into bed with him anyway.

  What woman would fall for a playboy who loathed the idea of love? I sure wasn’t going to. Or so I thought.

  Carter was the University of California–Santa Barbara’s (or USCB) star forward on the soccer team. He was only a junior, but scouts from professional teams all over the world had already come to watch him play. They said he was the next ‘big thing.’ He was that good!

  Carter was tall, dark and handsome. He had thick, killer thighs and the nicest bottom you’d ever see. Not to mention the fact that he was dynamite between the sheets and the sweetest—if he was in the mood—boyfriend. Everyone adored Carter and when he wanted to date me, there was no chance in the universe that I would even consider saying no.

  Lindsey, his sister and my roommate, was over the moon when we started dating. Although, I didn’t mention what her brother’s ‘terms’ were in our relationship. I was sure that if she knew, she wouldn’t think it was ‘love at first sight,’ but more like ‘lust at first glance.’

  In the beginning, his rules were great—perfect even.

  I mean, I couldn’t have agreed more to them.

  Who would want to be tied down with a serious relationship when you were in college anyway? I certainly didn’t.

  I’d seen many women drop classes or quit a semester because they were too hurt and too heartbroken to continue going to school. I certainly didn’t want to become one of them, so Carter’s thing made sense.

  It did, until I fell in love with him.

  Now, I wasn’t so sure anymore.

  Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?

  It lies not in our power to love or hate,

  For will in us is overruled by fate.

  When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,

  We wish that one should love, the other win;

  And one especially do we affect

  Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:

  The reason no man knows; let it suffice

  What we behold is censured by our eyes.

  Where both deliberate, the love is slight:

  Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?

  ~Christopher Marlowe

  “Love is not a force between a mind and a body, but a force between two hearts. Your mind and eyes will never tell you when you feel true love, for only your heart can receive the true love that another heart sends directly to it.”

  ~Dr. Laurence J. Peter

  Chapter One

  My phone vibrated and I fished it out of my purse.

  Carter: Baby, want to meet me for lunch?

  Crap, this was not good since I hadn’t decided what I was going to do about him yet.

  Me: Sorry, can’t. I have school stuff to do.

  It was a half lie, technically, but what was I to do? I was still coming to terms with how I felt for him and I would probably freak out if I saw him right now.

  My Human Sexuality class ended with a yawn. My teacher, Mrs. Crowley, was a total bore. To think I was ecstatic to enroll in this class. What a laugh!

  I was surprised to see Lindsey outside, waiting for me when I got out of class. “Hey, what’s up?”

  “I need a 911 emergency therapy session. Let’s do lunch then I’ll tell you all about it!” Her pretty pink, glossed lips pouted. I loved Lindsey to pieces, but she could be so emotional sometimes.

  “Oh, okay, I’m starving anyway. What do you feel like having?”

  “Tacos and margaritas!” she exclaimed.

  We ended up at Los Agaves and ordered our usual However, after we’d ordered Lindsey stayed busy on her phone. She had waited on me outside of class before, twice, actually, and both times were quite interesting. I was her emergency therapy person, which was why I was wondering what was taking her a while to speak up.

  Lindsey Mason was not your average chick. She was a straight forward, no-nonsense kind of gal. She was quite smart, like MENSA kind of smart. We immediately got along when we became roommates and were best friends now. She was a sexy brunette and adored her brother more than anything.

  Carter and Lindsey’s parents died in a car crash seven years ago and their aunt and uncle adopted them. I knew she was close to them, but Carter didn’t speak much about them at all. He rarely ever opened up. Well, actually, he never did.

  My relationship with Carter was mostly based on well, sex and not much else; and oh my, the sex... it was scorching hot and so good! Just thinking about it made me blush.

  Lindsey finally pushed her phone aside and clasped her hands on the table, trying to look serious, but failing because her eyes were twinkling with enthusiasm. With a big grin she spoke, “Brody wants to date me.”

  Brody Thompson was Carter’s best bud—and quite a sweetheart—a smoking hot sweetheart to boot.

  “And?” I dragged out my question, my excitement from her announcement evident on my face. I knew it! I even teased her about it before. I saw how Brody had been checking her out, but she always played it off like I was imagining things.

  “And… I’m thinking of saying, no?” Linds bit her full bottom lip while tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

  Okay, I didn’t expect her to say ‘no.’

  “Um—why not Brody? I can’t think of a reason why you wouldn’t want to date him. He’s nice… and cute!”

  Lindsey leaned back and huffed. “Why not Brody? Okay, let me break this down for you. First, he’s my brother’s best friend. Second, we grew up together and I was friends with some of his ex’s. Third, Brody’s just not my type.”

  Not her type? Was she crazy?

  “He is so your type, Linds! Admit it—you don’t have to be all coy.” She was interrupted from responding when our waiter delivered our food. I took a lengthy sip of my refreshing strawberry margarita, letting my words sink in as I gave my friend a simpering smile.

  “Fine, I was lying. I think Brody’s hot, but he and I aren’t happening. I know you’re wondering why, but we just aren’t, okay? I just wanted you to know because I might be skipping a few parties.” That was odd. So, what if she was turning him down? Brody was not going to be a sore loser, was he?

  “That’s a little extreme, don’t you think?” I took a big bite of my chicken taco and my tummy did a happy little merengue. God, I was starving!

  She merely shrugged. “It is what it is, doll.” Lindsey wiped off a little sauce from the side of her mouth with a white linen napkin and focused on me. “How are things between you and Carter? Still going strong? We were almost like sisters, if you thought about it.” I coughed at her sentiment, seriously?

  “It’s not like that with Carter and me. In fact, that’s far from what we are. Truth be told, it’s like having an exclusive bootie call with a dash of party scene involved,” I bravely admitted the true nature of our relationship. It sucked to blurt the truth out, but no more hiding from it. It was black and white with no gray in between.

  Lindsey finished her margarita and grabbed mine. That was quick. She held the stem of the glass and spoke with disdain. “Fucking Carter! I don’t get why he’s so afraid of commitment. I just want him to be happy. He could be great with women, but he’s a complete shit to them instead. Are you happy with him, Em? I mean, with this cold, technical arrangement?” she asked as she annihilated my drink.

  GAH!

  I was, but not anymore. I loved Carter, but shit would hit the fan if he knew. Carter was known to bounce out of a relationship for less. Ask the long line of broken-hearted females who made tha
t very mistake.

  “I am… I mean I was, but I’m not too sure anymore. Carter’s a great guy, Linds, but I don’t think I want to be that girl anymore.” I had always been a free spirit—not having a care in the world—I just wanted to have a good time, but now, things had changed and I wanted more out of my life.

  Lindsey caught the waiter’s attention and ordered two more drinks. Hmmm… why the need to get wasted during lunch time, girlfriend? She usually only had one drink in the middle of the day.

  “I support you in whatever decision you choose, but to be honest, if my brother can’t give you his all, why the heck would you want to stay, you know?” I nodded.

  Good point. Yep. Why should I stay?

  Let’s see, because you would go mad without him? You’ve been living and breathing the scent of the very sexy Carter Mason for the last three months; how do you figure on surviving without his ambrosial enticement?

  Fuck! Fuck! Could I really do it? It would go down in history, surely. I would be the first female to dump the hot jerk. Hot, but a jerk all the same!

  Carter was not my first love. I had been in love before. His name was Lewis Grand and he was my high school sweetheart. It was cute and sweet—totally opposite of what I had with Carter. Lewis had been accepted to Harvard to study medicine, but before college, he planned to take a year or two to work with the underprivileged in Africa. Lewis was a great guy, but we both agreed that a long distance relationship wouldn’t work for us. I was devastated and so lonely when we broke up after being together for four years, and I wasn’t sure how to be single.

  The summer before college, I became depressed. It was a dark, debilitating depression that kept me secluded from the world. In my moment of darkness, I realized that I wasn’t mourning my relationship with Lewis, but the end of something that was sweet and comforting and familiar.

  By the time I started college, I was slowly pulling myself from the darkness and I knew that I was ready to try to start living; to be happy again. Lindsey talked me into attending my first college party. I was wary about going, but I wanted to try and live. That’s where I met Carter. Since I had been with him, I had slowly pulled out of my funk.

  Dating him became a perfect solution to my loneliness; I didn’t need another serious relationship. I just wanted something fun and jumping into bed with him seemed like the perfect thing to do. Carter was great and hot damn the sex! He took me places that I didn’t know existed. Lewis was good, but compared to Carter, he was mellow and tame. Now, though, my ‘perfect idea’ had just become a perplexing quandary.