Misstaken ✓ | #Wattys2019

Misstaken ✓ | #Wattys2019

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*1ST IN WRITERS' CHOICE 2019* Emma can't stand Nick's charms. After all, the heir was a brooding boy who meant trouble. But he also meant easy money - he had lost the ability to recognize faces. All Emma had to do was pretend to be in love with him. Meanwhile, Nick knows how she truly feels. He can't stand that he has every girl swooning, except Emma. She enchants him in a way that no one else does. He wants her. But the more she stays in this game, the deeper her feelings grow. It no longer feels like a pretense. When she uncovers his dark past and how it may intertwine with hers, she knows she can't go back. If she does, she would lose him, the boy who had everything, yet nothing at all. If he can't recognize faces in a crowd, will he be able to see her heart? ----- 《 ranks 》| june 2019 | ongoing updates - 1st PLACE IN WRITERS' CHOICE 2019 🥇 - 1st place in blue rose awards 🥇 - 1st place in the discovery awards 🥇 - 1st place in the future awards 🥇 - hm in cleaved awards - 3rd in pen and ink awards 🥉
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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