Bibliophile: a person who collects or has a great love of books
His revenge tour brings him to his clubs front door. The answers he's been seeking for years will tear his club apart and put the only woman he has ever loved in danger. Loosing her again, can't happen. The easy answer is to give it all up for love, but he's a biker and his heart doesn't beat that way.
“I bet I can get married before you, Eloise Sanders.” That was the challenge that my best friend, Bryce Hawkins drunkenly issued to me on the evening of the day I’d moved in and become his roommate and told him that I had a plan to get married within two years.
Ever get that feeling you’re being watched? You probably are.
Title: Sins of the Flesh Series: A Crow's Nest Novel Author: Natasha Raulerson Genre: Romance Suspense Release Date: March 7, 2019 Cover Design: Cormar Covers Cindy ‘Sin’ Masters is an award winning tattoo artist and owner of Masters of Ink Tattoo shop. The only thing taking buzz out of her tattoo gun is receiving yet another… Continue reading Sins of the Flesh by Natasha Raulerson is LIVE!
He’s clumsy. Drop-dead gorgeous. An intern at my office. And I just hired him to be my escort for the night. Will it be one night of passion? Or will sparks continue to fly in and out of the office?
Guilty. ExCon. Felon. Prisoner. Criminal. Words that now represent me. Slut. Hussy. Whore. Homewrecker. Jezebel. Words that now reflect me.
The club comes first. Always have your brother’s back. Don’t make promises you can’t keep. Don’t buy into other people’s bullshit. Never let your emotions rule you.
The second he walked through the door, she could tell he was trouble.
Determined to get things right, I’ve kept my distance. But I’m done with the space between us. It’s time for me to claim my woman. Once and for all.
He turned my life upside down. Alone, I fell for him. Unrequited love is torture, especially when you have to keep it a secret, so you don’t lose him. I messed up…I should’ve kept my stupid heart out of it. Now I’m scared of losing the one man I didn’t want to begin with. There’s absolutely no way I can tell him how I feel…right?
Confessions of a Bibliophile 