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Dani is a USA Today bestselling author of a variety of genres, from romantic suspense to dark erotic romance and even BDSM romance. She loves to delve into the raw, emotional journeys her characters venture on, and enjoys the dark, edgy, and sensual scenes that fill the pages of her books. Dani’s stories are seductive with a deviant edge with feisty heroines and dominant alphas.
Dani lives in the beautiful city of Cape Town, and is a proud member of the Romance Writer's Organization of South Africa (ROSA) and the Romance Writers of America (RWA). She has a healthy addiction to reading, TV series, music, tattoos, chocolate, and ice cream.
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III
South of Nowhere
Megan Daniels
Chapter 1
The ballroom was humid and sticky. The excitement of everyone that lingered around the barricade made me feel even more alone than when I drove to the venue by myself. I guess it was something that I should have been used to at this point, but even hearts that bask in the dark serenity of loneliness sometimes want to see the sun too. That’s honestly why I drove the three hours to this exact place to be here at this exact time and to hope that he would notice me.
Hope.
What a fucking concept.
I hadn’t seen him in a few years—not the real him anyway—and hadn’t spoken to him in the same amount of time, but I hoped that being as loyal to this band as I have been lately, he might somehow know that I was here for him.
I had already stood through three opening bands—a local act, a semi-small act, and one big enough to be on the bill under Halos Down; the newest and baddest band on the metal-core circuit.
A sigh escaped me as I watched the droves of concert goers start to make their way back to the floor. I turned my back to them and draped my arms over the steel barricade that I had been holding onto for dear life. If anyone wanted this spot, they were going to have to drag me away from it.