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They can't go on pretending everything is okay. With the tragic death of her nephew, Dr. Willow Rider needs to make some changes before it's too late. She's not a good wife or mother, but she's an awesome therapist. Can she heed her own advice and repair her broken relationships? Will their families and the past destroy their fragile bond and their second chance at happiness? Called Saint John by his family, John Harrell is the head of the family. A leader and martyr, he always does what's best for everyone else. It's time he demands his own happiness? Can he accept help from those he loves or…mehr

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They can't go on pretending everything is okay. With the tragic death of her nephew, Dr. Willow Rider needs to make some changes before it's too late. She's not a good wife or mother, but she's an awesome therapist. Can she heed her own advice and repair her broken relationships? Will their families and the past destroy their fragile bond and their second chance at happiness? Called Saint John by his family, John Harrell is the head of the family. A leader and martyr, he always does what's best for everyone else. It's time he demands his own happiness? Can he accept help from those he loves or will he continue to make the same mistakes? When their son is targeted for being a gay firefighter and accused in his cousin's death, Willow and John join forces to protect their family and their town from the Steel Marauders motorcycle gang contriving for command of the leaderless sex trafficking cartel that once controlled the town of Leeward. Believing the Harrell family holds the key, they will stop at nothing for revenge and power. Family drama, first in series, suspense thriller, second chance romance, seasoned romance, LBGQ
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People have often asked me why I don't write about my adventures raising six sons. I have to admit that I prefer to write their stories as fiction because no one believes the stuff they put me through if I tell it as fact. In fiction I can clean my boys up a little when I like them and make them the heroes of my stories and if they've pissed me off, I can make them the villains. It's been a running joke around our house that mom will put you in her book and kill you off on page fifty, but some know they're the smelly corpse discovered in the ditch at the very beginning of the story. Heck, it's not even a threat anymore my grandkids are begging to be put in my books and even telling me how I can kill them off. I mean really, where's the threat in that? We put the fun in dysfunctional, what can I say? I have long conversations with my children and grandchildren about blowing things up and how to get rid of bodies. The holidays are never boring around our house.