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Overview: The man I had a crush on is now my enemy.
Harriet
The dreamiest guy I’ve ever met insulted me cruelly, dashing all my hopes that we were meant to be together. Naturally, I unleashed my righteous fury upon him.
So, funny thing. It turns out I…sort of…misunderstood. You might say we had an ugly misunderstanding. Ha ha.
You know what I hate? When characters in novels get bogged down by misunderstandings. Like, this is not Jane Austen, people. This is real life and adults use their words.
As a mystery bookworm, I know what comes next in this tale. I confess my mistake, he chuckles, and after a few mishaps and coincidences, we passionately leap into each other’s arms.
Except there’s one complication – after what I did, he flat-out hates me.
It turns out that in real life, when somebody hands you a thing of beauty, you only get the one chance to grab it.
That day, I, Harriet Phillips, quick of temper and romantically clumsy, lost mine. I threw away the best thing I ever had. To top it off I made an enemy of the perfect man.
And the magic fix? Doesn’t actually work. Not when Mr. Right can’t bring himself to say a civil word to you.
Genre: Fiction > Romance
Lee
In a heated, reckless moment, I made a major error of judgment. I lowered my guard with a curvy sweetheart who pushed all the right buttons.
Turns out the woman is not the sweetheart I thought she was. Fortunately she showed me her true colors before I gambled everything on a whim.
I’m well rid of the troublesome shrew and done with my one attempt at a serious relationship. Though I’m left with one annoying problem.
That day I felt a connection. Connections like that are rare. As much as I despise Harriet, I haven’t been able to forget her.
However, a man in my position must force himself to be ruthless.
Right, then.
Agenda: Put that day behind me once and for all. Go back to the shallow beauty queens I was dating before. Forget Harriet’s passion, her offbeat personality, and all her soft, round parts.
Obstacles: Her voice is carved into my brain. It doesn’t help that as the sister of one of my employees, Harriet is unavoidable.
Next steps: Double down on my new role as CEO. Remove all traces of Harriet from my phone. Stop dreaming about how her luscious curves would feel in my hands. Above all, don’t reply to her last text.
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