Journey To Full-Time Writer – Update – Too Ambitious

Hey, bugs,

So, I’m trying to figure out on what planet did I think I could complete about four writing projects. Those six months that I took off from working maybe, but now that I’m working a full-time job… I am completely playing myself and I think I need to take several seats and rethink this.

It helps that most of the posts on this blog have been pre-written (like months ago) and are scheduled to be posted. So, that’s one less thing I have to worry about. However, my kindle is full of books that I need to read and write reviews for and I’m having trouble fitting that into my days now.

I really need to keep reminding myself to stop trying to write more than my two hands can handle.

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Short Story – Till Death Do Us Part – Chapter Five

Keara stepped into the apartment and was assaulted by an array of aromas. She made her way into the kitchen and found Nyle standing at the stove.

“What are you doing?” she asked placing her bag on the island.

“I’m making dinner,” Nyle said over his shoulder.


“Because I’m tired of eating out. I figured you don’t cook, so if I wanted a home cooked meal I would have to do it myself.”

Keara stepped around the island and approached the stove. Nyle removed the spoon and held it up for her.


She parted her lips and allowed Nyle to feed her. Her eyes closed as he removed the spoon from her mouth.

“That’s good,” she said.

“I know. Why don’t you go wash up. It’ll be ready in a minute.”

Keara grabbed her purse and left to kitchen. She dropped her purse on the bed and stepped into the bathroom. She washed her hands and splashed some water on her face. Keara stared at her reflection in the mirror and took a deep breath. She prayed that she would be able to get through the dinner.

Since moving into her apartment together, things had started to change between her and Nyle. She felt it and she was almost certain that he felt it too. Thing was feeling anything wasn’t apart of the plan. The plan was to tolerate each other for six months and then get a divorce. Yet now, getting a divorce wasn’t something Keara was even thinking about. In fact, if she were being honest with herself she didn’t want a divorce. That was the problem. Falling in love with her husband had never been a part of the plan.

Keara left the room and walked back into the kitchen. Nyle had placed two plates of food on the island along with her favorite whiskey next to her spot. She sat down to eat and sent up a silent prayer.

Dinner was painful in the fact that it hadn’t been painful at all. They talked. They always talked and it always bothered her because it was then that she felt her resolve melting towards him. They laughed. Laughter was the worst. It meant that they were getting along. They both seemed relaxed. When dinner ended, Nyle grabbed another beer and refilled Keara’s whiskey before leading her out to the terrace. They sat and stared out at the night sky talking about everything and nothing.

None of the conversation seemed forced. It flowed from one topic to the next. They had debates but instead of them becoming heated they were lighthearted. Easy.

When they finished their drinks they headed back into the kitchen and did the dishes together. Like a normal couple. Nyle brushed up against her as he moved by to put the plates in the cabinet.

“You’re doing that on purpose,” she said.

“Doing what?” Nyle asked innocently.

“We have both had a couple drinks and we know what happens when we’ve been drinking,” she said. She grabbed a paper towel and wiped the inside of the sink. Nyle came up behind her and pressed his body up against hers.

“Would that be the worse thing in the world?”

She turned around, pinned between his body and the sink, and looked up at him. Her heart was beating rapidly and she swore she could hear it.

“What are you doing?” she managed to ask.

“You didn’t answer my question,” he said leaning down.

“What was the question again?” She couldn’t think straight.

“I asked, would it be the worse thing in the world if we slept together again.”

“Maybe. Maybe not.”

“I say we find out.”

Before she could stop him, he pressed his lips lightly to hers. She sucked in a gasp parting her lips. He took that as she was giving him access and kissed her more deeply. He wrapped his hands around her waist and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him waist instinctively. A part of her brain was telling her to stop him before things went to far but the other part was telling her to shut up and just go with it.

He carried her to the bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. It wasn’t like the first time. The first time they had been drunk and fumbling all over themselves and each other. No. This time it was slow. Deliberate.

Keara found her release and it felt so sweet. So perfect. A tear ran down her cheek. Nyle lay on top of her spent and looked into her eyes. There was something there that she couldn’t quite read. He reached up and wiped the tear off. He lowered his head to kiss her and she turned her head away squeezing her eyes shut. Nyle moved off of her and she turned on her side taking slow breaths to calm herself.

When she woke the next morning she found herself alone in the bed. A search of the apartment proved that she was alone. Nyle had left and taken is things with him.


Keara put her book down and got up from the couch. She trudged to the door and rolled her eyes at whoever was on the other side continuously knocking. She yanked the door open and her mouth fell open.

“Nyle,” she breathed out.

“Hey. Can I come in?”

“Sure.” She stepped aside and let him enter. She cursed herself for the way her heart started racing when she had opened the door and saw him. Keara closed the door and followed him into the living room. “What’s up?”

Nyle stood with his back to her. He held up a folded stack of papers. “I got these back and they weren’t signed.” He turned to face her. “I figured I would come over and get them signed. Until you do, we’re still married.”

“We’re still married?” Keara asked stepping into the living room. Nyle nodded. She took the papers from him. “Can’t have that.”

“Where you’re supposed to sign is already marked.”

Keara walked into the kitchen and placed the papers on the island. She sat down on one of the bar stools and turned to face him.

“What are you doing?”

She didn’t say anything. She just sat there and stared at him.

“Keara, would you just sign the papers so I can go.”

“I’m going to order a pizza.” She got up from the bar stool and grabbed her phone. Nyle took off his jacket and sat down on the couch. He picked up the book she had been reading and read the title, Nicholas Sparks The Notebook. Nyle shook his head and put the book down. “They said thirty minutes.”

“What are you doing?” he asked again.

“I am going to have dinner with my husband one last time,” she said nonchalantly.

“Nyle ran his hand down his face. “Don’t do this.”

“Do what? Eat?”

“Just sign the papers?”

“Is that what you want?”


Keara sat down on the couch beside him. “That’s funny because a month ago I could’ve sworn signing divorce papers were the farthest thing from your mind.”

“Well, it’s what I want.”

“Well, what I want is for us to share a pizza. Is that too much to ask for?”

“Fine.” Nyle got up and headed into the kitchen. He yanked open the fridge and pulled out a beer.

They sat in silence until the pizza arrived. Keara paid for it and they sat at the island and ate their pizza. In silence. It was strange for them because talking was something that came easy. Whether it was arguing or having an honest discussion, they hadn’t spent much time over the last five months silent.

Nyle closed the empty pizza box and pulled out a pen sitting it on top of the box along with the divorce papers. Keara propped her chin up on her folded hands and stared at the papers. She grabbed the papers and unfolded them, picking up the pen.

“Why are you still wearing that?” Nyle asked.

“”I don’t know.” She looked down at the gold band on her finger. “I guess I got used to it on my finger.” Keara signed her name on the first page and flipped to the next. “You will go down in history as the first person to not give me what I want. You and Judge Burke.”

“I thought this was what you wanted.”

“It is… six months ago.” Keara finished signing the papers and passed them to Nyle. “I guess I should take this off now.” She pulled the ring off and dropped it on top of the box. “You have what you came here for. Why are you still here?”

Nyle shook his head. “You drive me crazy, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told.”

Nyle rubbed his forehead in frustration. “How can you hate someone…”

“And love them all at the same time? That is the million dollar question. When you find out the answer, be sure to let me know.”

Nyle stood up to leave. He stopped and turned back around. “Okay, you gotta tell me what you want. Before I walk out of here and have this papers filed putting an end to whatever this is, you need to tell me what you want.”

Keara turned in her seat and faced him. “Isn’t it obvious?” she asked. “I want you. I want… whatever this is.” She stood up and stepped over to him. “I want to fight with you and make up with you. Make love to you. Love you. I want it all. What do you want?”

Nyle closed the gap between them and placed his hand at the back of her neck and brought his lips crashing down on hers. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her body firmly against his. The divorce papers fell to the floor as he used his hands to run down her body and kiss her like his life depended on it.

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Book Discussion – Their Kidnapped Bride – Bridgewater Menage Series – Book One

What Women Want.

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So, I am convinced that women who write books like this are writing from some fantasy that they wish they could live it out. I just don’t have another way to explain it. A book about a young innocent girl who is sold to a brothel by her stepbrother and then bought at a marriage auction where she becomes the wife of two men? I mean, come on.

It wasn’t a bad book, but books like these are full on erotica and little story. It’s about the sex and for some reason I find a lot of these on my Kindle (what I get for downloading free books).

If you love reading a story about a girl being taken by two men, this will be right up your alley. I’m a girl who loves a really solid story that draws me in and has a lot of meat to it (not that kind of meat). This fell short for me in that department.

When will I learn to read what the book is about before reading it?

Probably never because that is apart of the joy for me. The discovery, of picking up a book and going in blind.

Nevertheless, I gave it four stars. It wasn’t horrible, just not really my thing.

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Short Story – Till Death Do Us Part – Chapter Four

Keara helps Dinah move her things into the room she would now be sharing with Avi. Their RA had been okay with them making the switch, what with Avi and Dinah being engaged and Nyle and Keara technically being married.

“Maybe we can go on our honeymoon together,” Dinah commented sitting her things on the floor.

“Please,” Keara said. “There will be no honeymoon. We are only doing what the marriage counselor suggested so that she can report back to the judge that we tried to make a go of it, but it just wasn’t working. Then we can get our divorce and move on with our lives and hopefully my parents never have to learn of this horrible mistake.”

“That might be easier said then done.”

They turned to find Avi stepping into the room.

“What do you mean?” Keara asked.

Avi looked behind him and then quickly closed the door. “You didn’t hear this from me,” he said turning back to face her. “But Nyle has always sort of had a thing for you. I don’t think getting a divorce is the first thing on his mind.”

“You’re lying,” Keara said. She was completely shocked and thrown off. Could Avi been telling her the truth?

“Yeah, I’m lying,” Avi said a smile replacing the serious look he was just wearing. “I just wanted to hear what your were going to say.”

“Oh my God, don’t play like that.” Keara put her hand over racing heart.

Avi laughed. The door opened and Nyle entered.

“What’s going on in here?” he asked looking at each of them.

“Nothing,” Keara said quickly.

He reached for a crate sitting on the floor. “Alright, this is the last of my stuff.”

“And all of mine is moved over,” Dinah said. “Why do two go and get comfortable living with each other.”

“I don’t think that’s ever going to happen,” Nyle said. He turned and walked out of the room carrying the crate. Keara rolled her eyes and said goodbye before following him out.

They walked back to the dorm room they would be sharing for the next two months.

“Should we start looking for apartments now, so we can see what’s out there?” Nyle asked. He sat his crate by his bed and sat down.

“I already have an apartment.”

“Of course you do.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Keara turned to glare at him.

“Relax. Let’s not get into it our first night living together. We have six months of this to get through. We should really learn to pace ourselves.”

“Are you going to put your things away?”

“Maybe later.” Nyle grabbed his tablet and flopped back on the bed.

“How about now?”

“I’m tired. Later.”

Keara looked around at their crowded floor. The things that he had just moved in were taking up so much space.

“Nyle, I would really appreciate it if you would put your things away. I would even help you.” Keara thought trying to be nice might get her some results. She would not be able to sleep in the room knowing that his things were everywhere.

Nyle turned his head from the tablet and regarded her for a minute. “It’s really bothering you, isn’t it?”

“It really is,” Keara admitted.

Nyle put the tablet down on the bed and sat up. “Then let’s do this.” He stood up and pulled things out of crates and bags. Keara helped him get his things put away. Nyle took off to go hang out with some friends and Keara decided to enjoy a moment of peace without him around.

Her room suddenly felt super small with Nyle and his things cluttering it up. Soon she would have to move him into her apartment and he would clutter that space as well. Maybe she could keep herself busy for the next six months so that they weren’t around each other too much.

Keara changed into a pair of silk shorts and a cami for bed. She relaxed in bed on her side, propping her head up on her hand and read a book. The door opened and Nyle walked in. He stopped at the door and his eyes ran down the length of her body. Keara looked up from her book and turned to find him staring at her. Her voice caught in her throat from the look on her face. It was a look that said, if she gave him the go ahead he would devour her at that moment.She reached for her blanket and pulled it over her body, concealing herself from his roaming eyes.

Nyle shut the door and walked over to his side of the room. He pulled his shirt over his head and reached for the buckle of his pants.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting ready for bed.”

“Don’t you think you should go to the bathroom?”

“It’s nothing you haven’t already seen,” Nyle smirked.

“Yeah, but I never said I wanted an encore.”

“Then don’t look.” Nyle undid his pants and pushed them down his legs. Keara grabbed her book and turned her back to him.

She concentrate on the book though. Her mind was racing.

“What are you reading?”

She jumped at the sound of his voice. “Huh?”

“What. Are. You. Reading?”

“Stephen King’s Desperation.”

“I haven’t read that one. Is it good?”


“Maybe you’ll let me read it after you’re done with it.”

“What are you doing?” Keara turned to face him slamming the book shut.


“You’re talking to me.”

“Am I not supposed to talk to you?”

“We argue. We fight. We can’t stand each other. What we don’t do it talk. So why are you talking to me?”

“I didn’t know we weren’t supposed to talk. You are my wife after all. My bad. I won’t make that mistake again.” Nyle turned off the light on his side of the room and turned to face the wall.


“The next six months is going to be worse then I thought.”

“What are you talking about?” Dinah asked shoveling a salad into her mouth. She was on a kick to lose weight before her wedding, even though she was small and she topped the salad up so much it was no longer healthy.

“Nyle looked at me last night.”

Dinah looked at her as if she had suddenly grown a second head. “What do you mean he looked at you?”

“You know. The look,” Keara leaned in close and whispered as if she was saying something top secret. “The look we read about in lit class. The look.”

“Oh,” Dinah smiled. “The look. So what happened?”

“Nothing. But if he’s giving me the look, I’m starting to think that what Avi said might be true.”

“Oh, Avi was just messing with you,” Dinah said waving her off.

“Either way, I need to make sure that Nyle doesn’t start having ideas of staying in this marriage or trying to convince me to stay in it.”

“For as long as I’ve known you, no one has ever been able to make you do anything you didn’t want to do. I don’t think you’ll have a problem.”

Keara wasn’t so sure about that. She had a sneaky feeling that if Nyle wanted to stay in their marriage, getting out wouldn’t be so easy.

From that point on, she made it her life’s mission to make him see that staying married was a bad idea. They weren’t good together and being together for six months wasn’t going to change that.

She wasn’t supposed to be working on not being so argumentative but she instead became more. She didn’t just argue with him in class. She argued with him in their room. Keara could almost see the frustration coursing through his veins whenever she found something to yell about.

Nyle didn’t have much to say until she crosses an invisible line. Keara met a guy at a bar by the school and brought him back to the room. She wasn’t all that interested in the guy but she wanted to get under Nyle’s skin. The door opened while they were fooling around on her bed. Nyle flicked the light on and let out a heavy sigh.

“Please get the hell out of my room.”

The guy sat up and glared at him. “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m her husband,” he said plainly.

“You’re married?” the guy turned to her shocked.

“Technically? Yeah,” Keara shrugged.

“My bad man. I didn’t know.” He got up and collected his shirt and shoes quickly leaving the room.

“What did you do that for?” Keara asked.

“I don’t care who you screw, but have a little respect for me like I have for you and go to his place.” Nyle shrugged out of his jacket and hung it up in the closet. Keara grimaced at the fact that he had so easily corrected one of the things she had bitched about.

“You were at somebody’s place?” Keara asked surprised.

“Yeah. Why do you think I never bring anybody here?”

“So you’ve been sleeping with somebody else?”

“Yeah.” Nyle removed his clothes down to his boxers and climbed into bed. “She even let me take a shower there.” He turned to face the wall.

Keara’s mouth opened in surprise. It shouldn’t have bothered her that he was sleeping with other women. She wasn’t even sure that it did bother her, but now she knew that her plan to drive him crazy wasn’t working. He clearly wasn’t thinking too much about her.

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Book Discussion – Highlander’s Castle – Highlander Heat – Book One

A love that can travel through time.

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This was an interesting story and clearly fantasy. It is nice to dream about though. A love that can move through time and space.

That’s what Anne McCleod experiences when she is pulled back in time by her ancestor Annie McCleod. The two could be identical twins which is why everyone mistook Anne for Annie. Annie quickly fell for Alex McDonald who Annie was supposed to handfast with for a year to stop feuding between their clans.

It was really amazing how Anne was so willing to jump into that makeshift marriage without knowing who the guy was. There was also a time where she uttered in her sleep about Alex never leaving her. I do which the author had touched on that some more. Like maybe that hadn’t been the first time they time traveled and switched place but were only now noticing. I don’t, that little bit was left hanging.

The fact that Anne was able to save her parents from dying in the future and bring them back with her to the past. A little far fetched, but I guess if you’re looking to give the story an all around happy ending, it wouldn’t seem so crazy.

It was a cute story and now a long read. Four stars from me.

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Short Story – Till Death Do Us Part – Chapter Three

Keara sat at a table with her head in her hands. A plate of sausage and bacon sat in front of her but she couldn’t bring herself to eat it. Even with her stomach begging for the greasy goodness. Dinah sat quickly next to her.

“You have to tell him.”

“Maybe, I’m imagining it,” Keara mumbled.

Dinah grabbed her hand and then let it go. “Nope. It’s real and you need to talk to him.”

Keara looked up, tears pooling in her eyes. “How could something like this happen?”

“It’s Vegas,” Dinah laughed. Keara glared at her and the smile vanished. “My guess is your famous mix of whiskey, vodka and tequila.”

“Oh gosh.” Keara put her head back in her hands.

“Was the sex good at least?” Dinah pried.

“I don’t remember it,” Keara said through her hands.

“That sucks. Maybe you two could do it again.” Keara gave her a look that could melt bone. “Or not. Eat something, get over your headache and go tell him. I’m going to go find Avi.”

“Don’t tell him,” Keara said.

“I’ll try my best not to.” Dinah walked away.

Keara took a deep breath and then downed her large glass of orange juice. She motioned for the waiter to bring her another and took her time eating her bacon and sausage. The waiter brought her another juice and sat a plate of chicken wings in front of her.

“Your friend sent these before she left.”

Keara gave him a tight smile and sat to finish her food full of grease. She was happy that Dinah had also ordered wings. It gave her a reason to remain at the table inside of walking around looking for Nyle. She couldn’t even think about the conversation they had to have.

Keara left the restaurant and walked through the lobby. Her eyes fell on Nyle chatting with some busty blonde. She took a deep breath and thanked God that she didn’t have to go search for him.

“I need to talk to you,” she said walking over to the two of them.

“We have nothing to talk about,” Nyle said, keeping his eyes on the blonde.

“Yes we do,” she insisted.

“No. We don’t.”

“”Who is she?” the blonde asked snootily.

“Nobody,” Nyle said.

“I’m his wife. Who are you?” Keara said turning to the blonde.

Nyle’s mouth dropped open and he turned to stare at her. The blonde shrugged her shoulders and walked away.

“Why would do something like that? Better yet, why would you say something like that?”

Keara rolled her eyes and grabbed his left hand holding it up so that he could see the gold band that rested on his ring finger. Still holding his hand, she raised her hand where an identical, yet smaller gold band lay.

“No?” Nyle said.

The tears that Keara had been trying to keep at bay fell vigoursly.

“Yes!” she cried.



Nyle shook his head back and forth. “This isn’t happening. Is it?”

Keara stood in front of him sobbing.

“Is this some sick prank that you’re trying to play on me?” Nyle asked.

“Do I look like I want to be married to you?” Keara asked through her wails.

“How’s the newlyweds doing?” They both turned to as Avi and Dinah walked over to them. Avi wore a big grin. Dinah tried to hide the fact that she had been laughing. “Who would have thought that you two would have made it down the aisle before us? You really should have called. We would have stood up for you guys. I mean, you’re doing it for us,” Avi said.

Dinah couldn’t keep it in anymore. She doubled over laughing.

“This is funny to you guys?” Nyle asked.

“Actually yes,” Avi said. “We wanted you guys to get along. We just didn’t know how along you would get.”

Keara’s shoulders shook as she cried.

“We don’t think this is funny,” Nyle said. “I mean, look at her.” He pointed to Keara whose face was covered with wet tears and snot running from her nose.

Dinah handed Keara some napkins she had carried over to them. Keara wiped at her face and blew her nose.

“So, what are you guys going to do?” Avi asked.

“Keara knows a good divorce attorney,” Dinah laughed.

“I don’t want to be your best friend anymore,” Keara said and stalked off.

“Don’t be like that,” Dinah said and chased after her.

Nyle should there trying to recall how they had managed to get married. He had been pretty drunk and he thought the biggest shock he would have from the weekend would be waking up with Keara. Being married topped that.


Nyle and Keara sat outside the office of Judge Angela Burke.

“I’m surprised you didn’t bring your divorce attorney,” Nyle said.

“The only divorce attorney I know is my father and there is no way that I’m telling him that I got married. Besides, it is just an annulment, so it shouldn’t take that long.”

“Judge Burke will see you now.”

They stood and walked into her office and took the two seats in front of her desk. Judge Burke was busy looking down at some papers on her desk. She glanced up at the two of them and then looked back down at her paperwork.

“You two are looking to have your marriage annulled.”

“Yes.” It wasn’t a question but Keara answered anyway.

“How old are you?”

“22,” they both said.

“Did you consummate the marriage?”

“We were drunk, so yeah,” Keara said and then snapped her mouth shut.

Judge Burke looked up at her.

“Would you be quiet,” Nyle said out of the side of his mouth.

“Do you know how high the divorce rate is?”

“High,” Keara said. “But we’re not asking for a divorce. We’re asking for an annulment.”

“Keara, please?’ Nyle begged.

“I am aware of what you want,” Judge Burke said. Keara bit the inside of her cheek. She always knew that her mouth would get her in trouble one day. “First, you do not qualify for an annulment. Second, you do not qualify for a divorce.”

“What?” Keara asked surprised. Nyle ran his hand down his face.

“Yes Miss. Mathews or shall I say Mrs. Smith. I’m afraid that you will have to remain married for at least six months before you can file for a divorce. So, I suggest you get comfy and maybe see a marriage counselor. See if you can’t make this marriage work,” Judge Burke said. “That is all.”

Keara sat unable to move. She gawked at the Judge. Nyle stood and pulled her up by her arm and out of the office.

“So much for it being simple,” he muttered.

“We have to stay married?” Keara thought saying it out loud would take some of the sting away from it but it didn’t.

The judge’s clerk came out and gave them a card to a marriage counselor. They were told that it would be best if they called and made an appointment. Nyle took out his phone and did just that.


“I think the judge is being on fair. Can’t you just like contact her and tell her this isn’t going to work and get her to push a divorce through? Or maybe an annulment. An annulment would be better,” Keara said in a rush.

“I’m sorry. I can’t change the law,” the counselor Crystal Jackson said.

“If someone contacted her lawyer father, we might have been able to get out of this,” Nyle muttered.

“I am not telling my dad about this.”

“What we can do is try to make the best out of this,” Crystal said.

“How do you plan on doing that?” Keara asked smartly.

“Why don’t you tell me about this wedding?”

“Oh, you are going to love this story,” Keara said. “You see, we were drunk so we don’t remember.”

“How about I talk to you guys one at a time?” Nyle got up and went to the lobby. “You remember nothing about the night you married Nyle?”

“I remember the sex,” Keara covered her mouth to hide the sob that escaped.

“Why are you crying Keara?”

“I remember enjoying it,” she whispered.

“So you enjoyed having sex with your husband?” Crystal asked a smile forming on her lips.

“Oh God. It sounds worse when I hear it repeated back to me,” Keara cried.

Keara sat in the lobby while Nyle spoke to the counselor.

“This is all my fault.” His elbows rested on his knees and his face was buried in his hands.

“Why do you say that?”

“It was my idea to get married.”

“I thought you didn’t remember?”

“Not at first but it came back to me. What am I going to do? She does not want to be married to me.”

Crystal called Keara back into the room. “Do you guys live in a coed dorm?”

“Yeah…” Keara said hesitantly.

“I want you two to move in together. I’m sure you can petition with your RA to allow it considering you are married. Then when school ends, get an apartment together. Try dating. You never know what could happen in six months and we will meet every other week and just talk.”

Nyle and keara looked at each other and turned back to the counselor.

“What?” they asked in unison.

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Book Discussion – Marry Me Twice – Rose Quartz – Book One

Love-bugs have I ever told you guys that I absolutely love Hallmark movies?

As always, spoilers are a strong possibility, so if you haven’t yet read this book go ahead and do so and then come back to tell me what you thought.

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Now onto the discussion…

You guys, this book read like a Hallmark movie. I could picture it all in my mind. It had all of the elements that makes those movies so sweet and slightly cheesy but super adorable.

Janie and Mason get married after only knowing each other for a week. Mason needs to get married because of a contract that he signed for his grandmother that said his ranch will be sold if he doesn’t marry by thirty. Tell me that doesn’t sound like a Hallmark movie? lol

It was clear that Janie was going to be the one that he ended up marrying. Everyone was trying to push the two of them together. It also helped that they had major chemistry between the two of them. And it was not a shock that they fell in love.

I also loved how it was all surrounding this small town that specialized in love and there was this legend about to lovers who couldn’t be together and their love soaked into the ground. Again, Hallmark movie.

That is what made this such a sweet read for me, because I could clearly see it as a movie and I know that if I had watched it I would have smiled all the way through like I did when I was reading it.

This got five stars from me. It was just so sweet.

What did you guys think? Leave me a comment and let me know.

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