Convincing Constance (The Blow Hole Boys)(81)By: Tabatha Vargo
Hope Iverson holds a secret that could destroy everything she’s built. The burden of her past is too heavy, and she turns to drugs for relief. She wants to be emotionless and refuses to feel for anyone, until she meets the charismatic drummer for Blow Hole. His smart mouth and inked body make her feel things, and she despises him for it. In the end, promises will be broken, lives will be destroyed, and Hope must decide what’s most important to her—secrets, love, or life.
Sometimes a little heat is all it takes to lighten a heavy heart.
Shannon Daniels has a secret. She’s afraid of men. Even her closest friends are clueless of her fear. But when Matthew Ellis, the most dangerous man alive, literally falls into her lap, fear is the last thing she feels. For the first time in her life, she desires a man and she plans on taking advantage of her new craving. Shannon hatches a plan to satisfy her sudden hunger, but dancing with the devil will get you more than a one-way trip to hell, and Shannon finds out quick that even the best-laid plans go awry.
Matt Ellis works hard and plays harder. His only rule in life is to never get caught in the tangled web of a woman. After a devastating heartbreak, he’s determined to die a bachelor. When he meets Shannon, a chubby redhead with a firecracker personality, he decides to add her to his list of conquests. The good news is she’s okay with a hot and heavy fling. The bad news is, for the first time since he was a teenager, being caught doesn’t seem that unappealing.
THANK YOU! Yes, you! If you’re reading this, then you’re awesome. I have the most amazing readers. You guys pick up my books, you read them, and you love them, and that to me is just the most wonderful feeling ever. So to you, the reader, you’re amazing and I appreciate you so much.
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