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The Unimaginable by Dina Silver

Title: The Unimaginable
Author: Dina Silver
Age Group: Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mystery/Suspense
Release Date: December 1st 2014
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From the author of One Pink Line comes a story about letting go of the past and finding bravery in the depths of fear. Set on the sun-soaked beaches of Thailand and the rough waters of the Indian Ocean, The Unimaginable paints a vivid portrait of a young woman on a journey to find herself—and her harrowing fight for survival.

After twenty-eight years of playing by the rules, Jessica Gregory moves from her small Indiana town to Phuket, Thailand. But her newfound routine is upended with the arrival of Grant Flynn, a captivating, elusive man who is sailing around the world while trying to move on from a past tragedy. Jessica volunteers to help crew Grant’s boat, Imagine, on a passage across the Indian Ocean and finds herself falling in love with him as the voyage gets underway. But when disaster strikes, Jessica must summon her courage as the crew is confronted by unspeakable terrors––and, aboard a boat named for such promise, comes the unimaginable.

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The driver unloaded my things onto the sidewalk and lit a cigarette as he waited for me to get out and pay him. It was then I realized I’d forgotten to convert my dollars to baht at the airport, but thankfully he accepted American money. The first thing I noticed when I emerged from the cab was the scent in the air. A wild combination of cumin, ginger, and hibiscus, infused with diesel fumes from the motorbikes and tuk-tuks whizzing by on the busy cross streets.

“Thank you,” I said to him, and heard the front door of the house open behind me. A woman nicely dressed in white Capri pants and sandals came running out. Her grayish-brown hair was in a pixie cut, and her smile made me relax for the first time in two days.

“You must be Jessica,” she said.

“Yes, hello. Mrs. Knight?” I extended my hand.

“Lovely to meet you. Now, bring your things inside, and I will show you to your room and introduce you to my husband,” she said, and walked back into the house.

Soon after I’d lost my job in Indiana, I signed up for a teacher exchange program that matches qualified educators with needy schools around the world. Once I was accepted, I’d been paired up with Mr. and Mrs. Knight through Tall Trees Academy. Certain families—Thai, British, and American—took part in the program and offered rooms for rent to people like me. The Knights were a retired American couple in their early seventies who split their time between Phuket and their native city of Houston, Texas. That was all I knew about them at that point.

The house was very nice-looking from the outside, and I was pleased with the neighborhood as well. Many of the houses in Phuket are stilt houses, built elevated back in the day to prevent flooding and keep out unwanted animals. With most of the stilt houses, the terrace is the largest part of the home, and there is often no indoor plumbing. Luckily for me, I was able to find residence in a more modernized area of the city only about twenty minutes by bicycle, my only means of transport, from the school. Bottom line, it was a far cry from the farm I grew up on.

Once inside, I placed all of my bags in the front foyer and nearly fell asleep waiting for Mrs. Knight to return. My body was reeling from culture shock, jet lag, sleep deprivation, and living my dream.

“In here, dear!”

I followed her voice to a small family room with a covered terrace. Her husband was outside reading a book and struggled to get out of his chair. He was a heavyset man with wire-rimmed glasses who smiled and waved enthusiastically when I rounded the corner.

“Why, hello there,” he said. “Aren’t you a lovely young thing?”

I hurried to him. “Thank you, I’m such a mess. I’m Jessica Gregory. It’s wonderful to meet you. I really appreciate you both so much for having me.”

“Bob Knight. Please have a seat.” He gestured to one of the chairs.

“Thank you.”

“I’ll fetch us some tea,” Mrs. Knight said.

Bob slowly sat back down and glanced at the red stain on my shirt. “So, Jessica, tell me about yourself. Agnes mentioned you’re from Indiana.”

I thought of my life up until that moment and struggled to come up with what to say. The most interesting thing I’d ever done in my twenty-eight years was getting on that plane to Phuket. I folded my hands in my lap.

“Yes, I’m from Wolcottville. It’s about an hour east of South Bend. I went to college near there and graduated with a degree in education, and then I moved back home, where I worked as a second grade teacher,” I told him. But what I wanted to say was, “Despite the fact that I’m from a zero-stoplight town, covered in dried tomato juice, forgot to convert my money at the airport, and can’t see straight because I couldn’t sleep on a plane—having never flown on one before—I promise I’m not a complete fool!”

“Is this your first time in Thailand?”

“It is.”

“And your parents, are they still in Indiana?”

“My mom passed away a couple months ago, but yes, my father and some of my siblings are still there.” I paused and thought how little I spoke to any of them besides Caroline. My entire family could be standing at a bus stop together and would have almost nothing to say except for pleasantries.

“I’m sorry to hear that about your mother. Was she ill?”

I shook my head. “She had a heart attack.”

He made a tsk sound. “Well, isn’t that a terrible thing? I’m very sorry.”

“Thank you,” I said. I’d talked to people more about my mother in the past two months than I had in my lifetime. As the youngest of nine kids, I suffered the greatest distance from my mom, both in years and in emotional attachment. She was a strict, unemotional woman, a firm disciplinarian and a stringent Catholic who kept a ruler within reach at all times. She’d had too much sex to be a nun, so she ruled our home like a monastery instead. I glanced down at my hands and thought how much she would’ve hated the bright blue nail polish I was wearing.

Mrs. Knight brought in a tray of tea.

“Thank you so much,” I said as she filled our cups.

“You have such a lovely yard. I see you’ve started some tomato plants out back. Do you garden?” She looked out the window behind her husband. “Not so much anymore,” she said.

“I used to grow vegetables at home, so I’d be happy to help if you like.”

Mrs. Knight smiled at me. “I would like that very much.”

Her husband took a sip. “So what made you decide to leave your job in … where did you say?”

I laughed. “Wolcottville. I was let go. I was one of the younger teachers on staff, and they had to make some budget cuts. My principal was actually the person who gave me the idea of teaching abroad. He’d done it himself many years ago.” I smiled when I recalled the conversation.

Nothing had ever given me such clarity as talking with him about uprooting my entire existence to teach kids on the other side of the world. “Anyway, the schools in Phuket, as I’m sure you know, were so profoundly affected by the tsunami that this is one of the areas that still needs the most help. Even after all these years.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you’re doing.”

“Perhaps you’d like to see your room. You must be tired,” Mrs. Knight added.

I sighed gratefully. “Thank you. I would love to unpack and lie down.”

My room was toward the back of the house, just behind the kitchen. The walls were painted a pale coral color, and there was a woven pink and green throw rug in the center of the wood floor. There was no closet, only a removable bookshelf-like feature and chest of drawers. It was simple yet cheerful.

“There’s a red Schwinn out back that is yours to use as long as you’re here. We don’t allow our guests to use the washer and dryer in the house, but there is a coin laundry up the road, and you may borrow the car once a week to go there. I would, however, be happy to wash your shirt for you if you’d like.”

I looked down. “That’s very nice of you but not necessary. I’ve sort of accepted defeat on this one.”

“When you’re ready, I’ll show you the space in the refrigerator and pantry that you may use. We ask that you be respectful of our things and our space and use only what is yours. You are expected to buy your own food and household items.”

“Yes, ma’am, of course. Thank you.”

She smiled, and we stared at each other for a moment. “It’s lovely to meet you, Jessica. We always enjoy having company,” she said, and closed the door behind her.

Once I was alone, I opened my computer and found the Knights’ Wi-Fi signal. I made a mental note to set up password protection for them, and then sent a quick e-mail to Caroline as promised:


I made it! The plane ride was not as bad as I thought it would be, but I was awake for most of it. Thank you for the snacks. They were a lifesaver. My hosts, Mr. and Mrs. Knight, seem like wonderful people and made me feel very welcome. I have my own little room in the back of the house, and it overlooks a beautiful little garden. I have so much to do and will admit to being a little nervous about finding my way around here, but I’m mostly excited. Once I get some rest, I’ll have a better handle on things.

Lastly, I’m sorry about how we left things. You don’t have to come to terms with anything. I’ve come to realize that despite your years of best efforts, there was never anything you could’ve done to make Mom proud of me. We never had anything in common and never would. But you are the kindest, most selfless person in our family, and we’d all be lost without you. My whole life you were my biggest cheerleader and support system, and it’s because of you that I was able to find the courage to leave. Maybe one day you’ll understand why I needed to get out of Indiana, and maybe you won’t. Either way, I love you more than anything, and I know you love me too. I’ll write again soon.


I could hardly grasp my own reality. There I was, lying on the floor with my head on a duffel bag miles from where I grew up, in a country where I couldn’t speak the language or hang an article of clothing, but I was home.

This was my home now.

I couldn’t help but wonder whether I’d made the right decision. Even with weeks of planning and anticipation, nothing could prepare me for closing the door to that coral room and lying there alone. A wave of fear rippled though me, like the one you experience when you step onto a roller coaster for the first time—or an airplane. Your heart beats a little faster, and your head is spinning from trying to calculate the safest amount of risk. I closed my eyes, but my nerves had got the best of me. I was afraid, yes, but in the best possible way. Afraid of what my life would’ve become had I not taken a leap of faith. Thanks to the time difference, I awoke, wide-eyed and full of energy, at three o’clock in the morning. I was hesitant to traipse around the house at that hour, so I turned the light on and unpacked some of my things.

At the first crack of dawn, I opened my door and walked out. The house was quiet, and the streets were empty and calm. I tiptoed outside to the backyard and surveyed the neglected garden. While the veggies were not so impressive, the flowers were spectacular. I was unfamiliar with the different types, but they were everywhere, showing off their vibrant colors, almost daring me not to marvel at them.

There was a small shed near a rear fence, where I found some hand tools. Mrs. Knight had done a decent job of getting the tomato plants to where they needed to be in the ground, but I could tell they were too crowded and not planted deep enough. An hour later I’d replanted them, drenched them with water, and swept the back patio. After a quick shower, I rummaged through my backpack, looking for the letters. Before I left, I’d asked some of my old students back in Indiana to write notes to the kids in Phuket and promised to start a pen pal program. I sat on the floor of my room and read through some of them. Their desire to share their favorite foods and colors and video games and questions like “Do you have McDonald’s in Tie Land?” made me miss them more than I already did.

“Is everything all right, dear?”

I heard Mrs. Knight’s voice from the door to my bedroom. I looked up at her and hadn’t even realized I was crying.

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Dina SilverDina Silver is an author, a wine drinker, and an excellent parallel parker. She is the author of Kat Fight, Finding Bliss, and One Pink Line, which was chosen as a 2012 Top Title by IndieReader and was a finalist in their 2012 Discovery Awards. She lives with her husband, son, and twenty-pound tabby cat in suburban Chicago. She’d prefer to live where it’s warm year round, but then she’d never stay home and write anything.

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Promo Event + Teaser: One More Chance by Abbi Glines

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One More Chance by Abbi Glines
Series: Rosemary Beach #8; Chance #2 (full reading order below)
Publisher: Atria Books
Release Date: September 2nd 2014
Print Length: 272 pages
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Grant Carter did everything in his power to convince Harlow Manning that he was a good guy. More than a smooth-talker and someone she could trust. He had to overcome his reputation as a playboy, and his history with Harlow’s half-sister, Nan, a woman with a reputation of her own.

Harlow had taken the chance, falling hard and fast for the guy who thrilled her with his all-consuming desire. After a lifetime of avoiding bad boys like Grant, she had opened herself to the possibilities of love…

But a life-changing secret has torn them apart, and now Grant and Harlow must decide if they have enough fight to make it work – or if the pain of betrayal has permanently destroyed their future.

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Reading Order: Rosemary Beach series

Fallen Too Far by Abbi Glines Never Too Far by Abbi Glines Forever Too Far by Abbi Glines Rush Too Far by Abbi Glines
Twisted Perfection by Abbi Glines Simple Perfection by Abbi Glines Take a Chance by Abbi Glines One More Chance by Abbi Glines
You Were Mine by Abbi Glines The Rosemary Beach Collection by Abbi Glines

#1 ~ Fallen Too Far: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#2 ~ Never Too Far: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#3 ~ Rush Too Far: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#4 ~ Forever Too Far: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#5 ~ Twisted Perfection: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#6 ~ Simple Perfection: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#7 ~ Take a Chance: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#8 ~ One More Chance: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads (Sept. 2, 2014)
#9 ~ You Were Mine: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads (Dec. 2, 2014)
#10 ~ When I’m Gone: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads (April 7, 2015)
The Rosemary Beach Collection (Too Far #1-3): Paperback • Goodreads

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Promo Event + Excerpt & Giveaway: Accidentally Married on Purpose by Rachel Harris

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Please join us in celebrating the release of Accidentally Married on Purpose (Love and Games #3) by Rachel Harris!

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Title: Accidentally Married on Purpose
Series: Love and Games #3 (full reading order below)
Author: Rachel Harris
Age: Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Entangled Bliss
Release Date: July 14, 2014
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One ring plus one wild night equals one crazy love

Sherry Robicheaux loves men. She loves love. And she loves an adventure. So when she meets a mysterious man while working backstage at a country music concert in Vegas, she’s all about what’s happened in Vegas staying there.

Country music superstar Tyler Blue just wants a weekend of anonymity…though there’s something about the spunky waitress with the streaks of purple hair that tempts him like no other. Until the next morning, when they both wake up with fuzzy memories…and rings on their fingers.

Convincing Sherry to maintain the ruse for his public image isn’t the hardest part—it’s reminding himself that their time spent playing husband and wife in her small town of Magnolia Springs can’t last. Tyler’s first love will always be music—and the road is no place for a sweet downhome girl.

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A look of near awe crossed Sherry’s face. “I’ve always loved dance and gymnastics, but that…Tyler, holy crap!” She laughed again, and the musical sound was like oxygen to starving lungs. “We flew!”

She reached out and fisted his long-sleeved shirt in her hands, beaming up at him with complete gratitude. Not with undeserved adoration or manufactured, starry-eyed lust, but with sincere pleasure and pure feminine appreciation.

That expression was addictive.

It made him feel like he could do anything. Like he was invincible. Worthy. And at the same time, it nearly brought him to his knees. All the groupies in the world couldn’t replicate the satisfaction coursing through him, and suddenly, nothing mattered more, there was nothing he wanted more, than to kiss her.

To feel the lips that had held him captive since he caught her nibbling them in the green room.

To taste the mouth he’d denied himself last night.

Since becoming a man and accomplishing his dream, Tyler could count two times he’d deprived himself of something he truly wanted. The first was passing on the chance to open for Brad Paisley after his mom’s diagnosis. The second was last night. The temptation to take Sherry back to his hotel room had been almost impossible to ignore—but he’d done it. Guilt over his lie of omission kept him from taking what they both obviously wanted. Later, as he’d tossed and turned in an impossibly large bed, he battled back and forth between admitting the truth, doing the right thing, and his selfish need to hold onto the freedom. The sensation of being wanted solely for who he was as a man and not what he could do for their career. Or for bragging rights. By the time the sun rose, Tyler had come to a decision.

This wasn’t some sixth grade first kiss or crush. He and Sherry were adults, and they both knew the score. And right now, all he wanted was a taste.

He was almost positive he’d admit the truth before it went any further.

Before I take her to my bed.

Dropping his gaze to the object of his obsession, Tyler placed his knuckle beneath her chin. He gently tipped it toward him, and cinnamon-scented breath hit his parted lips. His mouth watered in anticipation. Snaking his other arm around her lower back, he tugged her still closer, lifting his eyes to hers.

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”

Sherry’s eyes widened before letting her lashes fall heavily, covering the intoxicating swirl of amber and green. Licking her lips, she said, “Well, the aerialist did most of the work.”

He chuckled. God, she made him smile. This was the happiest he remembered being in a long time. Hell, he was even flirting. When was the last time he’d bothered to do that? Lately, he barely said hello to a woman before she tried slipping him her room key.

Resting his forehead against hers, he breathed in her light floral scent and said, “You know damn well I ain’t talking about your trapeze skills.”

Reading Order: Love and Games series

Taste the Heat by Rachel Harris Seven Day Fiance by Rachel Harris Accidentally Married on Purpose by Rachel Harris

#1 ~ Taste the Heat: Ebook • Goodreads
#2 ~ Seven Day Fiancé: My Review • Ebook • Goodreads
#3 ~ Accidentally Married on Purpose: Ebook • Goodreads

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Rachel HarrisAward-winning and Bestselling author Rachel Harris writes humorous love stories about sassy girls next door and the hot guys that make them swoon. Emotion, vibrant settings, and strong relationships are a staple in each of her books…and kissing. Lots of kissing.

An admitted Diet Mountain Dew addict and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romance, and LOVES talking with readers.

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Promo Event: Changing Forever by Lisa De Jong

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Changing Forever by Lisa De Jong

Title: Changing Forever
Author: Lisa De Jong
Series: Rain #2 (full reading order below)
Age Group: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Mae I Design
Release date: June 24, 2014
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I’ve always let my past dictate my future, letting it paint a picture of exactly what I don’t want to be. Where I don’t want to end up.

Drake Chambers is as arrogant as I am stubborn. A college quarterback, a national star. I thought he was just another one of those guys … the type every girl should stay away from, but he’s carrying more than the weight of the football team on his shoulders.

He unravels the feelings and beliefs I’ve held onto for so long.

I thought we had it all figured out. Two people who’d finally found their happily ever after, but the past always has a way of sneaking into the present.

With one decision, everything changes … forever.

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Emery: Describe Drake is six words and explain why you chose those words.

When I first met Drake, I thought he was arrogant. I still think he’s a little arrogant but that’s what happens when a person’s told over and over that they’re good at something. He’s talented and sexy, and he knows it.

When I started working with Drake on the speech topic, I thought he was lazy but really, he’s one of the most hard-working people I know. He went to school, worked and played ball to keep his family going.

The thing that bothers me the most is how stubborn he is. Once he has his mind set on something, he doesn’t easily let it go. I’ve learned some negotiating tactics along the way, which helps.

He’s kind and thoughtful. He has the best of intentions even if he encounters a few bumps along the way. The way he bailed me out during our speech, and what he did on Thanksgiving, meant the world to me.

And I don’t know if I should say this, but he’s horny all the time. Whenever he can get me alone for more than two minutes, he’s all over me. Sometimes, I play hard to get, but the truth is, he never has to work too hard. He’s hard to resist, all man and muscle.

Reading Order: Rain series

When It Rains by Lisa De Jong After the Rain by Lisa De Jong Changing Forever by Lisa De Jong

#1 ~ When It Rains: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#1.5 ~ After the Rain: Ebook • Goodreads
#2 ~ Changing Forever: EbookPaperback • Goodreads
#3 ~ Living with Regret: Goodreads (release date TBA)

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Lisa De Jong

Lisa De Jong is a wife, mother and full-time number cruncher who lives in the Midwest. Her writing journey involved insane amounts of coffee and many nights of very little sleep but she wouldn’t change a thing. She also enjoys reading, football and music. She is the author of When It Rains, After the Rain, Plastic Hearts and Glass Hearts.

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Promo Event + Excerpt & Giveaway: There’s Wild, Then There’s You by M. Leighton

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Welcome to your All Access VIP Pass for the There’s Wild, Then There’s You Promotional Event! As you know, Jet is a singer and well…we just had to bring music into this event. So, what we have for you is an excerpt that ties into the music playlist that M. Leighton used while writing the book!

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There's Wild, Then There's You by M. Leighton

TitleThere’s Wild, Then There’s You
Author: M. Leighton
Series: The Wild Ones #3 (full reading order below)
Age group: New Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Print Length: 304 pages
Publisher: Berkley (June 3, 2014)
ISBN: 0425267822 (ISBN13: 9780425267820)
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He’s someone she can’t trust…

She’s someone he thinks he knows…

Violet Wilson is a wallflower. Shy, serious, and accident-prone, she’s got a bad habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The night she’s forced to pose with her friend might just be the worst time of all—that’s when she meets Jet Blevins. She knows better than to get involved with someone like him, but he touches her in ways she never expected, neverwanted before.

On the outside, Jet is a typical rocker, an arrogant lead guitarist who unapologetically lives a wild lifestyle. But on the inside, he’s battling demons and using the stage to escape the troubles of his past and the addictions of his present. Until the night he sees Violet standing at the back of the room. She brings his life into focus. She knows his secrets. She’s the girl he can’t forget, and the one thing he craves more than his addiction.

But can they ever hope to have a future when their very foundation is nothing but lies?

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Through Glass-Stone Sour

It’s when the lights dim and Jet exchanges his bass for an acoustic guitar and sits on the edge of the stage that I realize I’m not as strong as I thought I was.

After he gets situated, a spotlight clicks on and focuses its radiance on Jet. With his head bent as he adjusts the strings on his guitar, his hair looks like an ink spill in the light. Everyone around me is quiet as we wait, mesmerized by nothing more than his presence.

He closes his eyes with the first strum of his guitar. The simple sound vibrates through me, pulling me into its rhythm, into the song. Into Jet.

He tips his head back, turning his face into the light as he picks out notes. When he opens his eyes, staring out into the brightness, they glisten like pale blue diamonds. He turns them onto the crowd for a few seconds, until he begins to sing.

That’s when they find me. And I forget that we’re in a room full of people and that I shouldn’t be feeling this way about him. I’m simply lost. Lost to the moment, lost to the feeling. Lost to Jet.

Smoothly, he begins to sing the words to “Through Glass.” The lyrics float around me. His voice slides through me. But it’s Jet . . . It’s whatever makes Jet Jet that weaves a spell around me, a spell like silk ribbon that holds me right here. Right now. Right where he wants me, and right where I want to be.

His eyes never leave mine as he sings. Not once. He doesn’t glance down or around, doesn’t look at anyone else. Not for a single second. And no one steps between us. It’s like the ocean of people parted in reverence of what’s happening, and that no one would dare to interrupt it.

When he strums the last chord, no one moves. Not Jet, not me, not the people in the crowd. We all stay perfectly still, watching him watch me.

Jet doesn’t smile or wink or make this moment cute or contrived. He just stares at me like he’s seeing me for the first time. Or maybe that he’s feeling me for the first time. Like I’m feeling him.

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Reading Order: The Wild Ones series

The Wild Ones by M. Leighton Wild Child by M. Leighton Some Like It Wild by M. Leighton There's Wild, Then There's You by M. Leighton

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#1.5 ~ Wild Child: Ebook • Goodreads
#2 ~ Some Like It Wild: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads
#3 ~ There’s Wild, Then There’s You: Ebook • Paperback • Goodreads

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M. Leighton

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio. She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter. Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, Michelle finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days Michelle enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you’ll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren’t roaming in that direction, she’ll be riding wild horses, skiing the slopes of Aspen or scuba diving with a hot rock star, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.

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