Loving November Grace

STORY 3 If he was a tornado, she was a hurricane. The problem was though, they both loved the feel of the rain.

Finding November Grace

STORY 4 BOOK 2 of Loving November Grace Five years ago I was swept up in this storm. The storm of him. And for a beautiful second, our clouds, they collided. Our skin hydrated. Loving the way the rain felt across our nerves. The electricity, the lightning burning us. And this storm it broke and fixed me all at once...