Romans & histoires Second Chance Sports Romance Books

~Samantha Lee~ The ceiling in my new bedroom was a vast, unforgiving white. I'd counted 1,472 imaginary sheep, named every state capital alphabetically, and mentally replayed the final three seconds of last season's championship game at least fifty times. Still, sleep was a luxury I apparently no longer deserved.

Beautiful didn’t even begin to cover it. She moved straight toward Damien without hesitation and threw her arms around him. “Darling,” she breathed against his chest, smiling brightly. My body went completely still. ———————— AUTHOR’S POINT OF VIEW HI readers, if you’re loving this particular story so far, I want you to comment below or go to the dashboard and comment so more readers can be attracted to read my book and you’ll as well, help this poor author in your own little way. Thank youuuu

As we turned the corner I got a glimpse of the tree. “Oh Jason, it’s amazing!” I stood for awhile in awh. Then looked at the man next to me so thankful for giving me this second chance at life. I never imagined I’d feel happiness again. He was not only my fantastic lover but my friend too. “Want to skate Tessa?” He said excited. “I haven’t been ice skating since I was a kid. You might have to hold me up!” “I can do that,” he said grinning. He leaned over and softly kissed my lips.

Graham of our return before turning back to his tablet. * * * At home, Mr. Graham greets us at the door. “Welcome back, Young Master, Ms. Moon.” “Thank you,” I say, my voice breathless. His eyebrow arches slightly, but he says nothing. As I settle into my room, my phone buzzes. A flood of notifications fills the screen—photos and articles from the party. One article catches my eye, and my blood runs cold. “A Whirlwind Romance Between Rex Patterson and Vanya Moon.”

Rival I’ve always known that timing is everything. In a campus romance like this, the star athlete and the scholarship girl aren't supposed to win. I’m the one who belongs at the top of the social ladder, not Kai with his "bad boy athlete" redemption arc. For months, I’ve carefully woven a web of secrets and school scandals to keep them apart. Today was supposed to be the final blow.

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re here for polite romance, fade-to-black sex, or anything resembling manners… close this book right now and go clutch your pearls somewhere else, sugar tits. You’ve been warned, princess. Chapter – 0001 GRACE I, Grace Monroe Sullivan, head of a charity foundation and daughter of Arthur Sullivan, the very conservative President of the United States, am staring at a cardboard box of blow-up dolls. And no, these are definitely not kids’ toys. I know the box contains blow-up dolls (free condoms and lube, too, apparently) because in bright orange lettering on the side, it announces the contents: LIFELIKE PERSONAL ROMANCE DOLLS! NOW WITH FREE GLOW-IN-THE-DARK-CONDOMS AND LUBR

Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again. Happy Readings

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She had to hurry. Cassie jogged across the lush gardens of the resort to the main lobby. The sun was already dipping behind the ocean and tiki torches burned against the starry sky above. Everything was warm and humid, but the gentle sea breeze made it comfortable. Cassie made it to the small store just in time. She found a stack of overpriced batteries and headed back to the register. Along the way, she saw a condom selection. She grabbed a box. Just because she was being fun-loving, risky Cassie didn't mean she had to be that risky. She could still be her prepared self and have fun. She made sure to grab the extra thin for her pleasure variety.