Glory Troll
OLIVER
Falling in love—let alone at first sight—is much more my baby brother’s style than mine. True, I adore romance novels, but that doesn’t mean I want to trade my fantasy world or my sanity for the real thing.
When a bus load of hunky men arrive at Lone Fox Distillery, my resolve is tested by one green skinned beefcake. Bo August Persson wastes no time to flirt with me but he can’t possibly be serious when he calls me ‘pretty’ and ‘perfect’, can he? I’m just…me, and mixing work and love has never worked before. Why should this time be different?
BO
I never took my grandmother’s tales of true mates seriously, but when we step off the bus on the first day of our training camp in Scotland, and I meet Oliver Bright for the first time, I am prepared to believe every single word she said.
He pulls me in and I want to revolve around him as if I was a planet orbiting around the centre of my universe. Yet with our lives designed to keep us apart, our love story seems doomed from the start. That all this was just a pastime for him seems ridiculous when he flies to Bavaria for a week to be with me. The question is: will we find a way to make this work, or did we get a taste of true love only for life to tear us apart again?
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