{ "item_title" : "Ocean Alone", "item_author" : [" Paisley Reed-Miller "], "item_description" : "Five years ago, the world drowned, swallowed by the Great Deluge, leaving behind a sodden graveyard of civilization. Most rational people gave up, accepting the brutal verdict of the apocalypse. But for Dean, the solitary captain of the rusted freighter Lisa's Hope, surrender was never an option. Driven by a love more powerful than any storm, he sailed the vast, indifferent ocean, clinging to a single, fierce conviction: Lisa, the woman he promised forever, had survived. That vow-to love 'til the end of the world-was a promise the apocalypse had failed to revoke. His grueling, five-year journey across a ravaged world was a testament to the enduring, almost psychic connection he shared with her, every mile sailed and every storm weathered etching deep lines into his weathered face but never dulling the desperate fire in his eyes. His battered ship, christened with a defiant brushstroke of faded red paint, pitched violently across the treacherous waters that were once the Irish Sea. For weeks, the coastline had been a phantom, until finally, through a break in the ceaseless drizzle, a shadow materialized: an isolated settlement, nestled precariously on a cliff edge, built from salvaged stone and timber. Hope, a sensation Dean hadn't dared to feel, surged through him, making his calloused hands tremble on the wheel. He had reached the ruined, post-apocalyptic Irish coast, and she had to be here. He found her in the small, smoke-scented communal hall. Five years of harsh labor and loss had hardened Lisa's features and forged her body into something unbreakable, but the familiar grace of her posture and the wild fire in her auburn hair were unmistakable. The recognition that followed was a pure, explosive shock, melting away the old world's agony and the endless void of separation in a single, guttural heartbeat. She flew across the damp, dirt floor, colliding with him in a maelstrom of desperate tears and raw, relieved laughter. Their reunion was not merely two people joining; it was the completion of two halves of a shattered soul, finally made whole. In the shadowed privacy of her makeshift dwelling, that powerful, consuming connection instantly ignited into a searing, unyielding fire. Their desire was not just physical; it was a defiant, joyous act of creation in a world utterly dedicated to destruction. Every touch, every kiss, every intimate connection became a silent, powerful scream against the stolen five years, making up for lost time with a feverish intensity that left them breathless and utterly bonded. Under the ruined, indifferent sky, Dean and Lisa's ferocious, raw passion becomes their sanctuary, their defense, and their weapon against the desolation. They are survivors, yes, but more profoundly, they are lovers who must now reclaim every lost moment, one desperate, urgent embrace at a time. Their love is the unquenchable flame, an endless ocean of desire that proves, even at the end of the world, that true love cannot be conquered. Ocean Alone is a story of fierce devotion, enduring survival, and the blistering, intense passion of a love that defied the Great Deluge to find its way home to the ruins of Ireland. ", "item_img_path" : "https://covers4.booksamillion.com/covers/bam/9/79/829/578/9798295782183_b.jpg", "price_data" : { "retail_price" : "12.99", "online_price" : "12.99", "our_price" : "12.99", "club_price" : "12.99", "savings_pct" : "0", "savings_amt" : "0.00", "club_savings_pct" : "0", "club_savings_amt" : "0.00", "discount_pct" : "10", "store_price" : "" } }

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