To Smoke
Um þessa rafbók
Hell, she’d made an art form of it—avoiding the busybodies, doing what she wanted with her life.
And for the most part it worked.
She got to do what she wanted, when she wanted because people left her alone.
Unfortunately, there was one person who had decided to ignore the No Entry signs and barbed wire that made most people keep their distance as he barreled his way through her peaceful existence.
Morgan was one of the strongest soldiers protecting her people, but he seemed to live to press her buttons, to infuriate her, to drive her absolutely to the edge of reason. That was his art form, and he was excellent at it.
Still, Darcy was stubborn and would not be worn down. She wouldn’t let anyone in, least of all Morgan.
But then . . . he gave her the letter.
Einkunnir og umsagnir
Um höfundinn
USA Today bestselling author, Elise Faber, loves chocolate, Star Wars, Harry Potter, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team—the Sharks!—are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise changes her hair color more often than some people change their socks, loves sparkly things, and is the mom to two exuberant boys.
She lives in Northern California. Connect with her in her Facebook group, the Fabinators or email her at elisefaberauthor@gmail.com.
