From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances. A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends. Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes. I didn’t know or care what her name was. Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man. She hates me, and she should. I objected on her wedding day. Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger. They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable. I’ll never be done with her.
Review:
Well...shit.
That was a rollercoaster of a fun ride that I want to ride again and again. Funny thing is, I don’t even like rollercoasters! Unless they involve dangerously sexy men and the women who bring them to their knees. Whitney and Lincoln are hotter than hot. From their first meeting until the very last page...my kindle was in high dander of melting into a pool of goo. Much like myself.
My lone secret is that this book is my very first from March. Yes—GASP! I’m hitting myself in the foot for waiting so long to read her. The storyline was fresh, kept me on my toes, and was romantic in a way that wasn’t cheesy or forced. The two main characters were strong, interesting, and had so many beautiful layers you could weep.
Bottom line is—is that you’re a fan of March, don’t hesitate to read this! I need the next book l
*Thank you to the author for providing a copy for an honest and unbiased review
Well...shit.
That was a rollercoaster of a fun ride that I want to ride again and again. Funny thing is, I don’t even like rollercoasters! Unless they involve dangerously sexy men and the women who bring them to their knees. Whitney and Lincoln are hotter than hot. From their first meeting until the very last page...my kindle was in high dander of melting into a pool of goo. Much like myself.
My lone secret is that this book is my very first from March. Yes—GASP! I’m hitting myself in the foot for waiting so long to read her. The storyline was fresh, kept me on my toes, and was romantic in a way that wasn’t cheesy or forced. The two main characters were strong, interesting, and had so many beautiful layers you could weep.
Bottom line is—is that you’re a fan of March, don’t hesitate to read this! I need the next book l
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