He’s the last person she ever wants to see again… Zac Hartford swore he'd never return to sleepy Kurrajong Crossing, but after finally making it big in the music business there's only one thing left on his mind—to ask for forgiveness from the only woman he's ever loved. If that means stepping foot in the town that turned its back on him, so be it. He's not there to cause trouble. He'll simply find Cat, say his piece, and leave. The last person Catherine Van Alden expects to see in her tiny cupcake shop is Zac—a man she hasn't seen or spoken to since he destroyed her family and vanished all those years ago. Her desire to think the best of him hasn't changed a bit, but he's obviously keeping secrets and she can't let him into her life again. Not without opening up a world of hurt and feelings best left behind. When the truth is finally revealed, is Cat strong enough to go after the man she never stopped loving?
Van der Borne University Home to the Privileged. Powerful. Elite My friends and I own this school, ruling it with our lavish parties, twisted games and scandalous bets. Then she showed up threatening our hierarchy, refusing to play, refusing to bow. So now, I'll make an example of her. Turning her into an unwitting pawn on my board. I'll win her trust and pull her into the dark depraved world I command, taking away everything that matters to her. When I'm done she'll be an empty shell, and this will be my greatest triumph. Because the most satisfying type of destruction is the one they never see coming.
What makes Robin Fly? is the story of a young girl coming of age in Georgia in the late 70’s and early 80’s. It combines love, lifestyle experimentation, dysfunctional families, and mystery, as Robin learns about herself from the people around her. We meet Robin’s family, a typical Southern family with many secrets. Her mother is an alcoholic, emotionally abusing the entire family. Her father is a very successful contractor, however, shady deals and accusations of murder for hire drag the family’s name through the mud. A series of tragic characters help mold Robin’s life. Robin’s best friend Loni, her bisexual lover, is arrested for murder. Transsexual Michael/Michelle’s tragedy while awaiting a sex change operation. Robin’s high school friend El, who suffers an agonizing consequence of her drug abuse. Disgusted by her life, Robin turns to her Cherokee grandmother. Spending several months in her grandmother’s primitive cabin in North Carolina, Robin receives a bloodhound as a present with a promise that Bonnie Blue will help Robin find her soul mate.
ChaseI see. I want. I take. That's my mantra, but it's always been applied to business deals. Never in my life have I thought about using it in regard to a woman. At least, not until I met her. Emerson Blake. The woman of my dreams, who I spied across a crowded bar. I spent ten minutes with her, yet I immediately knew I'd spend the rest of my life loving her. She lives on the other side of the country, way too far from my bed and my life in Las Vegas, but I've overcome worse obstacles. She doesn't know it yet, but she's about to get the Christmas surprise of a lifetime.EmersonThree months ago, we had ten perfect minutes together. That's all it took for him to impact my life. Everything shifted, and I didn't even realize it. But my thoughts returned to him over and over. I obsessed over a guy who I barely met and will never see again, longed for him. So the cruise I unexpectedly won seems like a good way to get my head on straight again. Then in walks Mr. Obsession, and my plans for fun and sun and forgetting him go out the porthole. All I can imagine is spending hours in his arms.This time, we don't have ten minutes. We have seven days. Will it be enough to last a lifetime?Yeah. I doubt it, too.
I'm honest about what I am. You want to screw until you can't see straight? I'm your guy. You want to experience the best oral orgasm of your life, don't pass go and collect two-hundred dollars. Eating you for dessert is my specialty. I live for that. Skinny, average or meat on your bones, I don't care. Blonde, brunette...white, Asian, black... Are you pink where it counts? Then you're my type. I'm your guy. For the duration of our affair, I will call you Sugar because I can't bother to retain your name. That's the kind of man I am, and you will know that going in. I make sure of it. So it's not my fault her friend loved me, but She is going to make me pay for that. And I'm too addicted to her taste to walk away.
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