Baby Bliss: A Rizzoli and Isles FanFiction Book Three
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  • Reads 12,587
  • Votes 336
  • Parts 17
  • Time 37m
Complete, First published Aug 23, 2015
Mature
IF YOU HAVENT READ THE FIRST TWO BOOKS READ THEM FIRST!
This story takes place immediately after the last with Hannah possibly being pregnant. She is feeling very stressed over a new love interest in her life to whom is a guy. Should she end up going out with this guy or will it betray Anne? meanwhile, Jane and Maura have a fight that could set a rift. Maura is considering having children but how will she approach Jane?
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.