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Kept From You by Nashoda Rose

3 years ago


Amazon: http://amzn.to/2lkb1zy

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Oh my. This book and ALL THE EMOTIONS.

I am a fan of this author, that's no secret, but what you might not know is that I STILL can tell you every detail about this series because it touched me that profoundly. I feel like this novel took he series and tied a perfect bow around it.

Kite and our Orchid <3 This book was beautiful and sexy while also sweet with an edge of danger to it. It got your emotional all tied up while at the same time had you screaming at the characters. It was a one-sitting read for me.

Also,

Imma need Trevor to get his own book, STAT.

You will see what I mean when you read it. This book brings back all the favorites, while at the same time giving us the answers are Killian we wanted, and the HEA that he deserved.

Nashoda takes a story that needed to be told and opened the curtains on it. Let the secrets come to light and for those broken to heal.

Loved every page.

Synopsis:

“Kept from You” is a sexy second-chance romance from the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Nashoda Rose. Can be read as a standalone. A first kiss that changed everything. Killian Kane. He was the most feared guy in high-school. Guarded. Angry. A fighter. But when I caught him watching me with his captivating green eyes I saw something more. Something protective and kind. He warned me to stay away from him. I did. Until I didn’t and he kissed me. A knee weakening, body tingling kiss that left me breathless. 
And scared the hell out of me. And then… He warned me never to come near him again or next time he wouldn’t let me go. That was eleven years ago. We aren't teenagers anymore. He has probably forgotten me. 
He’s a famous rock star now. I’m a dance instructor with a broken dream and desperate for a job. So, when we cross paths again I don't expect him to remember me. He does. And his warning eleven years ago? I'm about to find out exactly what that meant.