That Night with the Alpha Billionaire 2 & 3
Fiction & Literature, Anthologies, Short Stories, Romance, Contemporary
| Author: | Hattie Black | ISBN: | 1230001367904 |
| Publisher: | Hattie Black | Publication: | October 1, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Hattie Black |
| ISBN: | 1230001367904 |
| Publisher: | Hattie Black |
| Publication: | October 1, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Book 2 Description
After the incident with the Carolina Herrera text message that was actually from Clarice Henry, Tyrone and I ended our relationship. Well I ended it. I walked out on him and went back to my old apartment. Marlene just hugged me tight when I got there with my tear-stained face dragging my suitcases.
Book 3 Description
They say that life is like a road trip; you can either travel alone or you can get a few others to travel with you. You need to be really careful whom you let into your vehicle, though, because these people are going to be sitting very close to you and you’re going to be influenced by their attitudes and their choices.
I don’t know for how long I sit on the bathroom floor and cry. I faintly remember hearing Tyrone knocking and asking me to open up the door. Then he went away and I must have fallen asleep because when I come to my senses it’s after midnight. I’m in a daze for a while as I try to remember why I’m lying on the cold bathroom floor. Then it all comes rushing back like an avalanche of shit.
WARNING: Readers must be 18+ due to mature themes and language.
Book 2 Description
After the incident with the Carolina Herrera text message that was actually from Clarice Henry, Tyrone and I ended our relationship. Well I ended it. I walked out on him and went back to my old apartment. Marlene just hugged me tight when I got there with my tear-stained face dragging my suitcases.
Book 3 Description
They say that life is like a road trip; you can either travel alone or you can get a few others to travel with you. You need to be really careful whom you let into your vehicle, though, because these people are going to be sitting very close to you and you’re going to be influenced by their attitudes and their choices.
I don’t know for how long I sit on the bathroom floor and cry. I faintly remember hearing Tyrone knocking and asking me to open up the door. Then he went away and I must have fallen asleep because when I come to my senses it’s after midnight. I’m in a daze for a while as I try to remember why I’m lying on the cold bathroom floor. Then it all comes rushing back like an avalanche of shit.
WARNING: Readers must be 18+ due to mature themes and language.
