Engaged

- Elouise - I fell in love with Beckett when I was 7. He broke my heart when I was 15. When I was 18, I promised myself I’d forget about him. And I did. For a dozen years. But now he’s back home. Here. In Darling Lake. And I don’t know if I should give in to the temptation swirling between us or run the other way. - Beckett - She had a crush on me when she was a kid. But she was my brother’s best friend’s little sister. I didn’t see her like that. And even if I had, she was too young. Our age difference was too great. But now I’m back home. And she’s here. And she’s all the way grown up. It wouldn’t have worked back then. But I’ll be damned if I won’t get a taste of her now.

The first night our eyes met, my life was flipped upside down. He was supposed to be dangerous—a Grimville Reaper tied directly to the single moment that destroyed me. Every night he walked through my bakery doors intent on protecting me from a second attack, I realized that might not have been the case. What I didn't expect was to fall for him. To find refuge in his storm. He knew all of my secrets, especially the ones I wished to forget. Yet, I knew nothing about him. Despite every ounce of my being warning me against it, I found myself trusting this man—believing in him. With a heartbreaking past and secrets of his own, could our love still triumph when his ugly truths came into the light? WARNING: This book is intended for a mature audience only! It contains potential triggers including—but not limited to—sexual assault, mature language, organized criminal behavior, erotic scenes, etc. Note: This book has been re-branded and refreshed. Please contact Jen Stevens if you have any questions.

I fell in love with my best friend but he didn't love me back. Sounds like a cheesy line from a country song, right? Too bad it's the story of my life. I thought that I’d moved on, swore he was the one. But that facade began to fade in the flash of a half-carat diamond ring. Now years later, here I am, running back to the boy who broke my adolescent heart, hoping that just maybe, he’ll be the one to piece it back together. .... I fell in love with my best friend while she fell in love with him. Ironically, it was my own damn fault. I practically served her up on a silver platter. So I turned to my second love, basketball, moving across the country to escape. For years, I’ve been sitting on the sidelines watching, waiting. Now it's time to make my move. No more fouling out. This time, I'm going to score.