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Dreams and hearts have something in common: their ability to shatter. Michaela Going from a record label back to my hometown was something I never imagined. When I realized my dream was nothing but a nightmare, I couldn't run fast enough. I wasn't expecting everyone to see me as some big star...and I definitely wasn't expecting my older brother's best friend to be living down the hall. West Abbott starred in every single one of my teenage daydreams. And now he's quickly becoming the subject of every adult fantasy too. He's my brother's best friend, but that does nothing to stop the fire that sparks when he touches me. But will he still want me when he finds out the dream world I've told him about is nothing but make believe? West The Mikey I remember is still the two-year-old with platinum blonde dandelion fluff for hair. But that's not who I find in the kitchen at three in the morning. Mikey is now Michaela, and I can't ignore that she's all woman now. And that I want all of her. She's a famous singer. I'm a broke history teacher. She's my best friend's baby sister. And for every excuse I come up with to stay away from her, my attraction to her grows until I can't resist her any more. But I can't help feeling like she's hiding something from me. And one lesson I learned after my last relationship crashed and burned? Never fall in love with someone keeping secrets. Embracing the Beat is the fourth book in the Heart Beats series. If you like stories with steamy romance, strong heroines, and alpha heroes, you'll love Michaela and West's story.
Love is friendship set on fire...but what do you call it when you fall for your enemy?MeredithAccording to my mom, I've never met a stranger and my name should have been chatterbox. I get along with everyone.Everyone except Nick Rhodes. The man is a world-class jerk. He's arrogant, rude, self-centered...and loves to get under my skin. So what if he smells like heaven? If his eyes remind me of the Caribbean Ocean? If he kisses me like I'm the center of his universe.He's my enemy. So why can't I stop thinking about him?NickMeredith Pryce hates my guts. Ordinarily I wouldn't care. Or maybe I would and apologize. But I take perverse pleasure in pressing her buttons. I want to see the fire in her eyes when I make her lose her temper, when I make her lose control.When things change, it's not just pleasure in fighting with her. It's fighting the desire to find pleasure with her. She's complicated. And I don't do complicated.So why can't I forget the feel of her skin under mine, the way she tastes when I can't deny her pull any longer?
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