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Shine On by Aden Lowe
Coming Soon on November, 14th, 2017!
Cover Design by Ashley Wheels
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Blurb:
Zeb—
Family and tradition.
That's my life.
But now, it's all going to shit. My baby brother brings home big-city trouble. My sister brings home a big-city firebrand IN big trouble, who turns my world upside down and inside out.
She makes me wish for things I can't have, but I'll be damned if I give anybody the power to hurt me like that again.
Besides, I have to focus. Keep the family and tradition alive.
Trouble is, I can't get away from her scent. The sound of her voice. What the thought of her does to me.
Family and tradition.
That's my life.
But now, it's all going to shit. My baby brother brings home big-city trouble. My sister brings home a big-city firebrand IN big trouble, who turns my world upside down and inside out.
She makes me wish for things I can't have, but I'll be damned if I give anybody the power to hurt me like that again.
Besides, I have to focus. Keep the family and tradition alive.
Trouble is, I can't get away from her scent. The sound of her voice. What the thought of her does to me.
Gabriella—
When a nightmare comes to my life, my best friend rescues me and takes me home to her old-fashioned family.
It's like stepping into a different world, but her older brother almost makes it better. Then he turns into an arrogant ass of a caveman.
If I didn't desperately need the help, I would leave.
No, I would not miss the infuriating things Zeb says and does.
Not one bit.
Even if he is hot, in a primitive sort of way.
He confuses me, going from concerned and sweet, to hot, to cold as ice.
I can't get involved anyway—not with the wounds of the last time literally still healing—and he's busy trying to hold onto a dying way of life.
When a nightmare comes to my life, my best friend rescues me and takes me home to her old-fashioned family.
It's like stepping into a different world, but her older brother almost makes it better. Then he turns into an arrogant ass of a caveman.
If I didn't desperately need the help, I would leave.
No, I would not miss the infuriating things Zeb says and does.
Not one bit.
Even if he is hot, in a primitive sort of way.
He confuses me, going from concerned and sweet, to hot, to cold as ice.
I can't get involved anyway—not with the wounds of the last time literally still healing—and he's busy trying to hold onto a dying way of life.
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