Bøker av Brooke St James

Sparrow is the fifth and final book in the Memphis Players Series. All books in the series can be read as standalones, but for the best reading experience, it is recommended that you read them in order. Owen Atkinson had traveled extensively, but this was his first time in Montana. He was there as a co-star in a movie being filmed in one of the most picturesque places he had ever seen. He was focused, driven, and determined. Meeting a woman while filming was the furthest thing from his mind. That is why Corey Jones took him completely off guard. She was unlike any woman he had ever met. He had an uncontrollable urge to pursue her. And once he learned more about her, that became an urge to rescue her.

Finding love was last on the list of things I needed to do. I had some personal things to work out before I could even think about searching for my soul mate. From where I stood at the moment, that seemed like something that might never happen. However, I couldn't help but notice August. We had been friends since we were children. He had a crush on me years ago, but I didn't feel the same way at the time. He was simply my friend. He had grown and matured recently, though. I felt something different when I looked at him now. The problem was, he had long since given up on a relationship with me. I could tell he had closed that door years ago, and that was precisely why I found myself wishing I could open it again.

The first time I met Malcolm Shepherd, I whispered in his ear. I had my reasons for doing it, which he knew nothing about. It probably seemed a bit odd to him, and he undoubtedly got the wrong idea about me. Because of that, one thing led to another and we ended up kissing only ten minutes after our first introduction. I said goodbye to him at the end of our brief first encounter, and I thought I would never see him again. Honestly, I believed it would be best if I never saw him again. I had a reputation to uphold, and kissing strangers and whispering in their ear was not on my list of things to get caught doing. Thankfully, Shep wouldn't take no for an answer.

I was heartbroken and oblivious the first time I met Warren Manning. I wasn't a fan of country music, so I had no idea who he was. We had a brief but heartfelt conversation, and Warren left my life as quickly as he entered it. A few months later I discovered just how famous he was. It was cool that I had met him once, but I figured I would never see him again. Thankfully, Warren had other plans.

Bailey had gone home to Memphis for a few days and decided to meet up with five of her closest friends while she was there. She had hardly seen them since moving to California, and she was excited to catch up. She expected a few laughs and some light-hearted conversation, and had no idea they had a proposition for her. They desperately needed her to come back home for the summer. This would be no regularly scheduled trip and would take a lot of effort on Bailey's part. But, she was determined to make it happen. Especially since one of the people asking her to come home happened to be tall, dark, and handsome.

My father was one of the best surgeons in the world. He wanted nothing more than for my brother and me to follow in his footsteps. Beck was a hopeless case from the start. He was an artist, and never showed any interest in medical school. I, however, humored my father and went to school. He told me countless times that it was in my blood. I was in my last year as a pre-med student when I caught the acting bug and decided to pause my dreams of becoming a doctor to try my hand at acting. It was already too much for my father to handle when I broke that news to him. But, that kind of rebellion would prepare him for other things... like me falling in love at first sight.

Hope Jones grew up on Lake Sutton. It was a vacation hot spot, and summertime flings were a part of life there. In fact, that was how her own parents had met years ago. Those romances never seemed to amount to anything, though. Even Hope's parents eventually broke up. Hope was trying to remind herself of that when Charlie Morgan walked through the door at her best friend's restaurant. Years had passed since Hope and Charlie had spent their childhood summers together. Charlie was definitely a man now, and Hope was beginning to feel not-so-jaded about a harmless summertime romance.

Summer Stockton was a Grammy Award winning artist and former winner of American Idol. She had been performing on stage since she was a child. She was extremely busy and equally famous, and not at all in a position to fall in love with her temporary bodyguard. But Miami was just too romantic, and Casey Morgan was completely irresistible. Summer knew it was cliché and unlikely, but there was nothing she could do to stop herself from falling in love. The problem was, Casey wasn't a bodyguard at all. He had another job, a very secret job, and he was about to return to it. Also, Summer had a twin sister, Allie, who was a major part of her life and career. In a way, this is Allie's story, too. This book is the seventh and final book in the Morgan family series. All of the titles can be read asstandalone romances, but for the best experience, check out the entire series in order!

Eric Jones was from a small lakeside town my family frequently visited. He was a rebellious, bad boy type who rode skateboards and was the life of the party. He was the type of guy I should avoid at all costs, and I knew it. My mother had warned me about him, but it was too late. I had a crush on Eric since we were kids, and there was nothing she could say or do to make me think any less of him. We had chance encounters at my uncle's lake house over the years, but nothing ever came of that. I thought Eric was destined to be nothing more than a crush and we would never end up together. But one summer all that changed.

I was at a wedding purely for work related connections. Originally, my boyfriend was supposedto accompany me, but he broke up with me earlier in the day when I discovered that he hadbeen cheating. So, there I was, alone at a wedding reception on what was not my best day. I was surprised when a handsome stranger sat next to me. I had expected that seat to be emptyall night and suddenly found myself feeling vulnerable enough to get charmed by this strangerand tell him my life story. I learned a lot about him, too. His name was Caleb Morgan, and hewas an eligible bachelor. I left the wedding once other women began asking him to dance. Caleb was a much needed distraction to end an awful day, but I never expected to see himagain. You can guess how that worked out.

The lights were strung, the mistletoe hung, and Christmas season was in full swing. Everywhere I looked, people were happy and making holiday plans. Not me. I dreaded going home. I had just lied to my mother and told her that I would be volunteering at a local charity so that I could avoid traveling home for Christmas. It was just a temporary fix for a permanent problem. Once May arrived, I'd be forced to move back home for good. A few short months-that was all that separated me from the dreaded fate of going back to Louisiana to attend to my mother. I desperately wanted to stay in Houston, but it would take a real Christmas miracle for that to happen. Ideally, that miracle would be handsome and charming.

Lines had been drawn decades ago. The Castro and King families did not interact with the Elliot family. Those bridges had been burned, and no one talked about it. A romance wouldn't just be frowned upon, it would be absolutely forbidden. Members of opposing families could never fall in love. It's a good thing love doesn't play by the rules.

How do you know when you've met the one? For some, it's love at first sight. But things don't always work like that.