A Writer Broke My Heart

A Writer Broke My Heart

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After a moment, he pulled away from the kiss, allowing me to breathe. I took in gasps of air, my head lowered as I tried and failed to fight the blush that stained my cheeks. It wasn't long before I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him down for another mind blowing kiss that made my toes curl. From there, it became a wild blur. I faintly remember a content voice calling my name, being cradled against a firm chest, and being held in strong arms that made me feel wanted and safe. --------------- Natalie Thornton was happy. Her fiance was a fairly popular author, she was the unofficial president of her own book club, and the flowers in her yard were blooming despite the colder seasons approaching. It all comes crashing down when Devin, her fiance, is caught on video traipsing about with his lips on some unknown female. Now, not only is Natalie out of a long term relationship, she's being made fun of by the media for allowing the whole thing to happen right under her nose. Suddenly, her easygoing life is riddled with pity and humiliation. How could someone ever recover from something so embarrassing as having their future husband cheat three weeks before the wedding? Easy. Get a rebound. Blake Coleman is a womanizer that is popular among multiple film industries. His dark stare and smirk can get just about any woman to fall for him, and yet he remains untamed. When these two extremely different people find each other, they form an unlikely alliance that could possibly benefit them both. With the help of Blake, Natalie may just be able to get the media to talk about something else other than her ignorance and regain her reputation as a desirable woman in the process. But what happens when an act starts to feel like the real thing? Cover image: JustJackyJunior Text copyright © JustJackyJunior 2019 The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved.
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My name is Abby Blair. I write erotic romance. I don't practise what I preach, though. With a string of failed relationships behind me, my books are now the only passion in my life. I create fictional men, because the real men in my life often let me down. I create a woman's perfect fantasy, because my fantasy doesn't exist. My female leads luckily get what I don't. Devotion. Love. Sex... A happy ending. So when I meet Yate Sheridan at my very first book signing, he makes me question a lot of things. He is like one of my leading men, jumping out from a chapter and jumping into my real life. He is charming and wickedly sexy, with a smile that could cause a roomful of knickers to drop in an instant. There is no question; Yate is appealing. He is also a cover model...a definite no-no for me. I don't like my men to be constantly drooled over, I leave that for my readers to do with my fictional men. So, as much as I like Yate, I can never date him. I'm way too insecure to go out with a guy like him. I have a painful past regret that has chipped away at my confidence. Being with someone like Yate, would only feed those insecurities. I write about sassy, confident, and bolder than brass heroines. They are sadly, everything that I'm not. When Yate kisses me; I know that I need to walk away. I need to walk, whilst my knickers are still on and my heart is still in tact. Only he doesn't want to leave things there. After that single kiss... He wants more. I'll admit, he gets under my skin, but I don't think I can give him what he wants? Yate Sheridan, well let's just say, he has other ideas. This is our story. ***DOES CONTAIN SWEAR WORDS & SCENES OF INTIMATE AND GRAPHIC NATURE*** WRITTEN WITH HEARTS Published by K B Mallion Copyright © 2016 K B Mallion All rights reserved

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