His frustration with his grandmother grows when he discovers she has moved the beautiful, voluptuous, green-eyed blonde and her freeloading brother into the house that he's supposed to inherit.
Sparks will fly—and Pam is up to the challenge.
Pat Ballard writes romance novels and short stories with Big Beautiful Heroines to show that plus-size women are just as sexy, romantic, and exciting as their slim sisters.
"After I decided to stop the self-destructive fad diets that I had lived on since the age of eleven, and accept myself as who I was born to be, I set about to write romance novels with Big Beautiful Heroines," Ballard says. "But the books aren't just for plus-size women. The message is for all women to love ourselves as we are and stop trying to be something we were never meant to be."
Ballard is also the author of 10 Steps to Loving Your Body (No Matter What Size You Are), which has been called "your body's best friend in pocket form" and has been named one of the Top 100 Best Self-Help Books of All Time by Self-help.fm.
She lives and writes in Nashville, TN.
Candice had always thought she'd been born at the wrong time. She should have been born in the 1800s, when voluptuous women were considered beautiful. She figured that'd be the only way she'd find a man who'd appreciate her body. She'd never considered going back in time to find that man.
Until she did.
Lucas persuaded the woman he'd found passed out in his pasture to get on his horse with him, but she was talking strange again. Maybe the lick on her head was causing her to talk crazy. But he liked the way his arms snugged around her soft curves.
Publisher's Note: The trade paperback & audiobook versions of Nobody's Perfect have a new cover. The ebook still features the original cover.
Her life is just beginning to get complicated.
And then she met Pastor Adam Singletary.
From his vantage point on the stage, Adam Singletary’s body went very still as he watched the woman slip quietly, otherwise unnoticed, into the back of the church and take a seat on the last row. She set her purse on the floor and then looked up directly into his eyes. An arc of unseen electricity connected them, jolting his body to the center of his being.
She’s finally here, he thought.