Second Chance / Rockstar Collection
This collection includes both the Love Me Forever Series AND the Reason to Ruin Series!
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One love can last a lifetime…
Six determined men fight for the women they’re meant to be with.
Their love runs deep and their loyalty everlasting.
Each man must battle his past in order to secure a future with his one true love.
Defeat is not an option when their hearts are on the line.
The Love Me Forever Collection includes:
Make Me Forget
Show Me How
Prove Me Right
Tell Me When
Remember Me Now
Give Me This
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When the music fades and the crowds disappear…the silence becomes deafening.
Because success can’t fix their mistakes.
And fame can’t heal the scars of their past.
But love?
Love might be the only reason they survive.
From first loves that never really ended to second chances that come at the worst possible time, each member of Reason to Ruin is about to learn that the right woman doesn’t just steal the spotlight…she rewrites the song.
The Reason to Ruin collection conrtains:
Justifying Jamie
Regretting Gabriel
Loving Liam
Defining Dallas
Excerpt from Make Me Forget
I wake up the next morning to that strange feeling someone is watching me. I squint open an eye and see Travis sitting on the coffee table looking at me. And he looks pissed. I gasp and sit up, brushing hair out of my face.
“Umm, hi?” I say.
“Umm, hi?” he repeats, eyebrows raised. “What are you still doing here?”
Okay. Now I’m pissed. I put my ass on the line more than once last night for him. I throw the blanket off and point at his chest.
“Ya know, for someone who saved you last night, you sure have a shitty way of showing appreciation.”
He smirks at me. Smirks. Ugh. Asshole.
“What the hell is so funny?” I squeeze my hands into fists and breathe through my nose.
The nerve of this guy. He makes me feel emotions I usually hold inside. I never talk about Caroline. I always keep her memories to myself. I hate getting pity from people, so her story stays locked away, but last night I told Travis about her. Everything with him is intensified. I don’t yell at people or let the way they’re looking at me upset me. But with him, it’s unnerving how he’s made me feel in the short time I’ve known him. Especially my hormones; they’re on overdrive from just looking at him.
He stands and walks toward the kitchen. “Nothing’s funny. I like your panties by the way.”
