Bøker av Jc Hawke

Scarlet Lowell was my sunshine when all I could see was the moon and stars. Until she wasn't. Finally free, and knowing there are apologies to make, I go to the only place that's ever felt like home with nothing but her letters in the seat of my bike and a funny feeling in my chest. I had a plan. Give her the letters.Apologise.Walk away for good. I expected her anger. I expected her to tell me to never show my face on the estate again. And I knew seeing her after so much time would fuck me up far worse than any prison sentence ever could. But it's Scarlet, and whilst I was locked away dreaming of the life I hoped she was living, she was lost in a completely different one. What awaited me at the end of that lane, what I didn't know and had missed, shattered my world into a million broken pieces. She was my light.>Now, I need to figure out a way to make them my forever.

Grand LiesThey say love makes the world go around.Mason Lowell set mine spinning.One night.Three kisses.And the promise of more when morning came.While the city of London slept, he made good on our promise. Only to cut me with his words as the sun broke.I ran from him-I always ran. But Mason Lowell was different, and he wouldn't let me go without a fight, finding my flaws and embedding himself into them.My push was strong. I spent my whole life perfecting it. But his pull was unashamedly stronger, and the rope he bound around my heart was his to pull at will.Love was shared-so much love. Promises were made-he broke every one. And then just when I think we are playing in the same key...The music stops.Grand LoveOur love was like a lightning bolt.A pain in the chest that I couldn't forget.Nina Anderson ruined me for all other women, launching into my world and anchoring herself to my core.She ran-she always ran.Now she's back, holding the tattered pieces of my soul in her fingertips and wanting more than I'm willing to give.I don't want herI don't trust herBut I need herOur love is toxic, our words lethal, our bond-unbreakable.But while we toe the line blindly, we both miss the demons we unveil with our light.Demons that threaten to bring me to my knees.