2 Books by Colleen Charles
Requirements: ePUB Reader, 341 KB, 411 KB
Overview:Colleen Charles held a leadership position for a fortune 500 company for 26 years while writing suspenseful romance by night. Thrilled that she’s now able to write full time, she can’t wait to spend more time connecting with her readers. She holds an honors degree in English, is a certified life coach and a Reiki Master. She loves reading and writing stories that entertain and sweep women away from their everyday life. Colleen has shown and bred Arabian horses for over 30 years and lives in the Midwest with her human and furry families. In her spare time, she enjoys volunteering for underprivileged girls and homeless pets.
Genre: Romance
Crabbypants – She’s the beauty… who is the beast?
I couldn’t care less about conventions. After the most important thing in my life is snatched from me, I don’t give a rip about anything or anyone. I hole up in my house and work myself to exhaustion. Too bad I need human help to subdue the wild pack of crazy chihuahuas I inherited.
They bark until my ears hurt, rummage through my neighbor’s garbage and try to climb me like a tree. One night, as I’m about to throw up my hands in surrender, I see her.
An angel sent from heaven just to tame the heathen canines. That one fateful meeting with Brooke changes everything.
I struggle to resist her killer curves. I try. I fail. It’s only supposed to be one time with no strings attached. A passionate night based on addictive chemistry crackling between two consenting adults.
But after one taste, I can’t sweep her perfect image out of my dirty mind. The movie reel inside my head replays the touch of her silky skin and the feel of her soft curves pressed against my body on an endless loop.
Now a vicious bastard has stolen my dogs, and he’s trying to steal her too. But he won’t win. I’ve claimed Brooke for my own. They all belong to me. If he comes after either one of us, he’ll lose.
Not since the most devastating tragedy of my life have I allowed a woman to help me heal the scars on my soul.
Until now.
Mansplainer – Just because I don’t agree, doesn’t mean I don’t understand…
I’m on top of the NYC art world, so when I hear about the elusive potter, Henry Garrison, at my boutique gallery, it yanks my chain. I’m known for booking the hottest indie artists in NYC, and I’ve never even heard of this guy. As soon as I meet him and see his vases, I know I’ve got to showcase his work.
Even though some of the artists I feature are hot, I’ve never crossed that line. They’re my clients, nothing more.
But Henry awakens my body in way I haven’t felt in years. In a way I’ve worked hard to avoid.
Watching him mold the clay buzzes my lady bits back to life. The way his sinewy forearms work the wheel. The way his fingertips can transform a misshapen, brown lump into an exquisite piece of art … I want to know how it feels to be renewed just like the clay. To be worshipped, body and soul.
Even career women have needs, and he’s got the hands for the job.
After I feature his work in my gallery, we’ll count our money and go our separate ways, right? Keep everything casual.
Too bad life always seems to have other plans. And I’m about to get mansplained.
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Crabbypants
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