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Bedwrecker by Kim Karr

4 years ago


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Another one for the books! This novel was loaded with the steamy scene that really pack a punch. If you have loved any of Kim's other novel's then you won't be disappointed with this one! We get the steamy, we get the emotional, and we get the driven plot line that you won't turn away from. I can promise you that. I was hooked start to finish. I love the fact that we not only got the romance, there was a past in this book too. A past that needed to be handled before growth could happen. It gave the book depth and made sure that it wasn't "just another romance" that you read. Maggie and Keen. These two had my in a fit while reading. Their personalities alone make the book. Throw them together and it was Explosive. Don't miss this super great read.

Synopsis:

bedwreckerEvery girl has had a broken heart. Every girl knows love hurts. Every girl has a story. This is mine… My name is Maggie May and I met him under a haze of purple lights. As cliché as it sounds he was tall, dark, and handsome as hell, and I had fireworks in my eyes…literally. It was New Year’s Eve and beneath the magic of all that glitters and shines, I fell for him and his wicked ways. The way he moved, the way he touched me, the way he brought me to orgasm over and over. You should know that I don’t believe in love. Fairytales and happily-ever-afters are never anything I’ve dreamed of…until him. Something changed the moment our eyes met. It wasn’t insta-lust or insta-love, it was simply him and me, and the dance floor at our feet. The problem is our story ended three days after it started. But now he’s back. And he says he’s sorry. Can I believe him? Do I want to believe him? He calls me his bedwrecker…but what if he wrecks me?