Her eyes sparkled in the sun as she eyed me, a smile plastered on her plump lips. Her hands grab mine as she voices her thoughts. "You may not have been my first, but you will be my last. My special last dance," she muttered. I try not to cry but today was special and I couldn't help but allow my tears to fall like waterfalls. "I love you, Kathryn."

Four years is a long time. And even after four years, I still can't get enough of you. How is that even possible? Mother, May I? Sequel

Stepping back into a life she was forced to leave behind, Callie Lawrence unequivocally finds herself falling for someone she shouldn't have.

Life always seems to throw shit at you, you've just got to learn to live with it. You can have your cake and eat it too. Sequel to Knock, Knock

You think your life is fucked up? You haven't met Casey Kings yet. Book cover by: @HerParamour 🖤