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Calliope
Love blossoms when we least expect it.
I’ve loved him for as long as I can remember.
I just never anticipated he would ever love me back.
Kane Heatherington is off-limits, but I can’t stop thinking about him.
A chance encounter one evening changed our relationship.
Then years later, when I was at rock bottom,
he found me in a place neither of us ever expected to see each other.
Now, he’s my boss and the dynamics between us are changing.
Kane is my everything. He’s it for me. No one loves me like he does, but
is our love strong enough to survivethe backlash from our families?
Kane
Love came to me for a second time.
I never thought it would come again.
Especially from the girl I’ve known her whole life.
Calliope Fischer is the forbidden fruit, but I can’t stop thinking about her.
One night in New York City changed our relationship. Years later we were
brought together again when we needed each other the most.
Now, I’m her boss and the lines are blurring.
Calliope owns me, heart and soul. She’s my endgame.
Now I just need to find a way to tell my best friend
I’m in love with his daughter.
Series Information
Silverbell Shore is a (fictional) town on the East-Atlantic coast where the sea meets the rolling hills. Founded shortly after the Civil War as a fisherman’s town, it’s home to billionaires with private beaches, hotels and country clubs. As well as your everyday person—doctors, cops, EMTs, firefighters, farmers, teachers, students, etc.
Whether you’re sunshine or grumpy, light or dark, the seemingly quiet and quaint town of Silverbell Shore welcomes you and all your deepest, darkest, forbidden secrets.
To coffee and wine,
Thank you for being on this journey with me.
ChapterOne
“Ineed a piss,” Raven declares out of nowhere, leaving Fern and I shaking our heads as we watch him walk to the restrooms, waving to someone out of view as he saunters away.
“That boy is so crass sometimes,” Fern Halstead, my BFF complains. She is my ride or die, the PB to my jelly. But there’s also Raven, Raven Mitchell is the third amigo to our trio and the one with no filter … or tact, closely followed by Fern. Out of nowhere, just like Raven’s pee declaration, she whisper-screeches, “OMG, Cali.” She leans across the table, reaches out, and digs her nails into my forearm, squeezing me in excitement? Fear? I’m not sure which right now, but I think she’s close to drawing blood.
