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October Reads Worth Falling For

Danger, desire, second chances, and unexpected romanceβ€”discover this month’s Fresh Fiction Featured Books.

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A poisoned cousin, a five-year-old's life, and a family with too many secrets.


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Supernatural sparks fly
between a bookseller
& her hard-boiled ghost.


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If Her Highness thinks I’ll let another man claim her and my child, she’s lost her royal mind. Sophaya’s mine.


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She found a body. Then she started asking the wrong questions.


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He ghosted her ten years ago. Now she’s stuck with him for Christmas.


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She’s the lady everyone overlooks. He’s the prince who can’t look away.

Just Between Us by Kassy Tayler

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Also by Kassy Tayler:

Just Between Us, April 2021
Hardcover / e-Book
Remnants Of Tomorrow, March 2014
Paperback / e-Book
Shadows of Glass, August 2013
Paperback / e-Book
Ashes Of Twilight, November 2012
Paperback / e-Book
Obsessing Orlando, November 2005
Paperback

JUST BETWEEN US
By: Kassy Tayler

Entangled: Teen
April 2021
On Sale: April 6, 2021
400 pages
ISBN: 1682815757
EAN: 9781682815755
Kindle: B088Q9BCCN
Hardcover / e-Book
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Young Adult Coming of Age

Don’t look at her, don’t look at her, don’t look at her. I haven’t seen her since she got arrested. I try not to look and I don’t want anyone in the courtroom to know I’m looking. Instead I look down at the silk tie I got for the homecoming dance but let my eyes dart back up and hope that my hair hides where I’m looking.

She looks a lot older than I remember. Harsher. Thinner. Her mouth--God the things she did with that mouth--is set in a frown and lines have formed around it. She’s only twenty-eight but now she looks forty.

She’s staring at me. Like she’s trying to tell me something. What am I supposed to do? Lie? We got caught doing it. There’s no way I can lie my way out of that. Her douchebag of a husband sits behind her. Asshole. If he hadn’t been such a jerk, hitting her and always telling her what a loser she is, then she wouldn’t have needed me.

No matter how many ways they spin it, I was not the victim. I knew exactly what I was doing. I take a deep breath and remember the first time I met Mrs. Anderson… Monica. It’s time for me to tell my side of the story.