Can Deacon show Lily that she’s number one in his life before it’s too late? Can they save their relationship? Or are they just waiting for the clock to run out on their happily ever after?
Badass Athlete: I dare you to…
Delaney Shaw: Who is this?
The late night text is random, but “Badass Athlete” sure seems to know who she is…
Lover of fluffy kitties and Star Wars.
♠♣♥♦ I am in love with this author. This series was my first read of getting back to reading about five years ago. I often have gone back to re read these books just because I loved the characters and the emotions. I hope you all enjoy them too. ♠♦♥♣ NAKED- book 1 ALL In…
They are reckless.
They are forbidden.
When their secret is discovered, Henna has to choose between finishing school—banned from seeing Mr. Malone—or dropping out to follow her nomad dreams.
Henna chooses her dreams.
List of my Favorites of 2018. I mean lists, categories and more 🙂
When I moved back to our hometown after college, I was ready to turn over a new leaf where Jackson was concerned. It was time to deal with the feelings I had for him. He wasn’t hard to find. Within hours of my return he was serenading me with Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up at the Olive Garden.
Being bad never felt so good.
I fell for Ally the moment I saw her. Who doesn’t like a confident, intelligent woman with curves I could spend days exploring?
Who am I kidding?
One call. That’s all it took to change everything. The sweet voice on the other end of the line delivered a blow I never saw coming. Fighting for our country’s freedom and staring death in the eye was nothing compared to this news.
But that story is nothing compared to the one unfolding between us. It’s getting hotter, sweeter, and more surprising than anything I could have imagined.
But I have no idea how this one is going to end…
I, Thomas Clifford Donnely, am a manwhore.
How long would you wait for love? Title: Genealogy Author: Mae Wood Publisher: Atacama Books Genre: Romance/Women’s Fiction Release Date: October 25, 2018 Inspired by real, hundred-year-old love letters. My great-grandmother’s name is bold across the cream envelope, now golden at the seams with age. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen graceful,…
One contract. Two signatures. A marriage of inconvenience.