Mag-log inThe things that have to happen in the universe to lead us to a very particular moment in time are often a mystery but for Pearl and Corey, just getting them in the same room isn’t enough. They both fight their attraction to each other for different reasons, but their fire is an eruption in the making. Pearl has a nine to five during the day, but plays the guitar and dreams of making it big at night. Her long time fiance and her best friend have a nasty secret that forever alters her life. Corey is a bass player in the hard rock band Feisty, determined to be a bachelor for life even though two of his best friends have tied the knot. Can these two come together and accept that the universe is determined to win? **This is book three of five, of my Feisty series. This can be read as a stand alone book but you will be better able to follow if you read them in order.**
view moreThank you so much for patiently waiting while I finished up the The Warlock's She-Wolf! The next book in this series is now available on Good Novel and it is called "How To Be Patient - Feisty Series (4 of 5). Follow along in the story as Lukas tries to figure out his messy personal life and fend off his attraction to a woman he absolutely should stay away from! Book five will be out sometime in October (How To Forgive) and it will follow Slade's story. Thank you as always for reading and please leave me a review with what you think! ~Saree Bee
~Lukas’ Point of View~ I laid in bed contemplating getting up, I had so much shit swirling around my brain. Man, I own a freakin’ record label. Epic shit! Feisty Enter-fucking-tainment baby!! And as the last bachelor of Feisty it is my duty … no … my obligation to keep rocking the fuck out, with my cock out. Everyday baby. RING RING RING I groaned, still hungover from being out partying. Getting a record label and Corey getting married definitely warranted a three day fuck fest. Party fest. Whatever. Maybe it had been four days? Who knows. “I’m alive,” I croaked, definitely needing some water. “Good, now stop fucking around and get your ass up. I’m picking you up in ONE … that’s ONE hour Lukas. Slade wants us to hit the studio and check out things, meet these artists that have been recording Pearl’s songs. There’s not a lot of staff there but Slade hasn’t had a chance to feel them out,” Corey said. “Well sign me up as the head feeler,” I said, laughing. Head feeler. I’m fucki
~Pearl’s Point of View~ Since I couldn’t very well get married without Bailey and Juliet they had to hurry up and get down to the courthouse. They of course stopped on the way to get me a few things they insisted that I needed and we of course designated Jaxson as the ring bearer, tying the rings to his pacifier string. Corey made me get a ridiculously over the top ring, not that I didn’t love it but damn it was just too much. It was a giant round diamond with swirls of little silver bands and diamonds surrounding it. He said it was a symbol of how I kept my heart so guarded. Well I thought he got through to it pretty quickly and easily, but who was I to argue with a man dropping this kind of bank in the blink of an eye? His was a simple thin silver band and we decided we’d definitely get them engraved later on. It wasn’t like either of us expected to get married today. “I wore these shoes when I got married, and you have tiny feet too so,” Bailey said, handing me some light blue s
~Corey’s Point of View~ “Where did Slade say we’re going today? There’s a meeting somewhere,” I asked, as we piled into Slade’s car. The driver looked like he’d been waiting awhile but he was paid so damn well he’d get over it. “I don’t know, he said he wanted to look at an office, I don’t know for what you know how he is. He likes his surprises,” Pearl said, as she fell into the Bentley. I grinned harder than necessary. I loved how my siren just talked about my boys like they were hers too, like she’d known them forever. It made her just cement herself more in our lives, in my life. Even if we’d been home from the road for over a week and we were still living in the mansion and not my apartment. I might as well sell the damn thing. I watched with great interest as Slade came out of the house in torn jeans, a white t-shirt and a black dress jacket. Clearly not trying too hard to impress anyone. What is he up to? He fell into the front seat and we were off. He immediately got o






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