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Total pages in book: 188
Estimated words: 179812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 899(@200wpm)___ 719(@250wpm)___ 599(@300wpm)

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I have been in love with Shepard Thorne since I was twelve.

He’s my best friend’s hot older brother, and I am the weird redhead who low-key follows him everywhere. He’s soccer’s bad boy, and I am stuck in a dead end job, serving drinks at the local strip club.

Our paths aren’t meant to cross.

Until one day I catch him getting a lap dance at the club and jealousy makes me ruin his fun.

Now he’s made it his mission to make my life hell and no matter what I do, there is no escape.

Everywhere I turn, there he is, waiting for his payback.

He threatens to kiss me one second, and choke me the next.

He promises to bring me to my knees and make me beg.

What started as a little harmless prank turns into a twisted game of blackmail that’s toxic but oh-so-good.

But it has to end.

Because I have a secret...

That ties me to my tormentor in an irrevocable way, and if he ever finds out, it will wreck everything I now crave.

Even his revenge.

This is a STANDALONE set in the world of Bardstown

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Prologue I

Nine Years Ago

He’s drunk again.

I can hear his footsteps. Loud and stumbling. I can also hear his voice, muttering to himself as he opens and closes the cupboard in the kitchen. I’d wonder why no one else in the house can hear him except me, but I already know why. My younger sister, Snow, is sleeping in the room beside mine, and she can sleep through thunderstorms. And my mother probably took her sleeping pills before going to bed and I know from experience she won’t wake up until morning. Sometimes she doesn’t wake up until the afternoon. We sometimes see her stumbling around the kitchen with her coffee when we come back from school, my sister and I.

Which means I’m on my own.

If something happens, that is.

If he decides tonight’s the night he wants to do something. Something more. Something like turning the doorknob and opening the door to get inside my room. Because usually on nights like these, when he comes home drunk from God knows where and makes his way up the creaking stairs, he stops at my door. He breathes, heavy and loud, sometimes frantic. I hear rustling of clothes. I hear movements, fast and quick. Of his chest maybe, his hands, I don’t know. All I know is that I count the seconds until he moves on and goes to his own bedroom, passing out beside my mother.

Before waking up the following morning all fresh and chirpy, making pancakes for all of us, acting like last night never happened. Like he never called home to say he was going to be late coming back from his job. And that he never came home drunk and stood at my door for minutes on end while my heart raced and I gripped a baseball bat that I stole from school in my hands, just waiting for him to do more than stand outside my door. Like he’s the best husband in the world, the best father.

He’s not.

He’s my stepfather, and he’s a very shitty one at that.

It’s not new knowledge; I’ve always known it. I knew it when my mother brought him home and told us she was going to marry this man. I was about six or so and Snow was only two. I didn’t know why I thought he wasn’t a good man; I just did. But when I told my mother, she didn’t listen to me. She said I was making things up, that I was ruining things for her. She said that my biological father was gone now and my stepdad was going to take care of us. At the time I hadn’t understood why my biological dad went away.

But then years later I found out my mother had an affair with my stepfather while still being married to my biological dad. My dad found out, and divorced my mother, leaving me and Snow alone. Even though I made him promise that he’d visit, he never did. And that’s because my mom’s betrayal had been bigger than an affair. She also got pregnant from it and tried to pass Snow off as my dad’s daughter. So when Dad left, he left for good.

And now here I am.

Outsider in my own family. Abandoned by my real dad, hated by my mother and still hating my asshole stepfather and waiting for the said asshole to move on from my door that he’s started pausing at ever since I had my twelfth birthday, and make his drunken way to his bedroom.

I’m not afraid for myself though. I’m not afraid of him coming into my room in the middle of the night to do bad things. Things that I’ve seen on TV and read about. Things that girls talk about at my school that they do with boys behind the bleachers. I’ve got a baseball bat, remember? I’m more worried about Snow. She’s only eight, and what if he starts pausing at her door? She doesn’t know how to protect herself. She doesn’t even know about our stepdad’s drinking problem. No one does, and even if I told my mom, she wouldn’t believe me. Which is why I’ve taken to sneaking into Snow’s room after she’s fallen asleep and sleeping on the floor to keep watch.

Not tonight though.

Tonight, I have a mission. I’m going to change things.

As soon as I hear my stepfather’s footsteps receding, I break into action. I jump out of bed and stow the baseball bat under it. I head to my window and climb, grabbing hold of the tree branch before making my way down to the ground. I do it with an ease that suggests I’ve been sneaking out of my second-story bedroom window for years.

I haven’t.

I’ve only been doing it for a few months, because we’re new in town. Apparently, my stepfather got a new job in town six months ago and my mother packed us up from Pennsylvania and moved us all to Bardstown.

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Oh You’re So Cold (Bad Boys of Bardstown #2) Read Online Saffron A. Kent http://www.wownovels.com/oh-youre-so-cold-bad-boys-of-bardstown-2-read-online-saffron-a-kent Mon, 08 Jul 2024 20:38:48 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/oh-youre-so-cold-bad-boys-of-bardstown-2-read-online-saffron-a-kent Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Forbidden, New Adult, Sports, Virgin Authors: Saffron A. Kent Series: Bad Boys of Bardstown Series by Saffron A. Kent
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Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 186756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 934(@200wpm)___ 747(@250wpm)___ 623(@300wpm)

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I swear I didn’t do it on purpose.

All I wanted was a harmless kiss from the handsome stranger at my eighteenth birthday party. But when he said — with a cruel twist of his cigarette smoking lips — that he doesn’t kiss ‘annoying little girls,’ I stupidly decided to flirt with a random guy to make him jealous.

I never wanted that random guy to fall in love with me. Or worse, accidentally start a relationship with him. But now I have a new boyfriend while I can’t stop thinking about the guy who doesn’t care that I exist.

So it’s time to move on and focus on my new relationship.

Only the moment I make that decision, he decides to notice me.

He decides to stare at me a little too hard and in a way that makes me blush. Oh and one day when my boyfriend isn’t looking, he decides to corner me in a lonely hallway and put his rough and heated hands on me that feels equal parts forbidden and familiar.

But I’m not stupid.

I’m not going to ruin my new relationship for someone that people call Stellan ‘The Cold’ Thorne. Especially not when the random guy I’m dating isn’t random at all.

No, my new boyfriend happens to be the brother of the guy I’m inappropriately obsessed with.

And I’m not the kind of girl who comes between two brothers.

Twin brothers…

Or am I?

NOTE: This book is a complete STANDALONE set in the world of St. Mary's and Bardstown.

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Prologue

The Beginning

Chapter 1

One Year Ago

I’m a slut.

Or so my mom calls me.

She also says that one day it’ll get me in trouble. The kind I won’t be able to get myself out of. I don’t think that’s true, though. In fact, I think being a slut is what usually gets me out of trouble.

It at least gets me out of locked rooms.

Like it did tonight.

As always, I made my mother angry. I chose to wear a dress I liked instead of the one she’d picked out for me. In my defense, it’s my birthday—my eighteenth birthday—and I wanted to wear something of my own choosing for a change.

Yes, it’s short and yes, it shows off my cleavage.

So what?

I like it and it’s my birthday tonight.

Don’t I deserve some leeway?

Apparently not.

Because as soon as I came down the stairs in my pretty white dress, my mom lost it. She dragged me upstairs, locked me in my room, and told me I wouldn’t be coming out until I put some decent clothes on. My dad—who loves my mother to death and will do anything for her—posted a bodyguard at my door for good measure too.

Well, they always have bodyguards posted around me.

Because apparently, I’m too out of control and need to be kept an eye on.

Anyway.

My parents thought he was tough, the bodyguard, but he folded and let me go the second I screamed out for fake help and batted my dark curled eyelashes.

And look, here I am.

Sneaking out of the back garden exactly like I’d planned.

I knew this area would be empty and therefore a safe passage for me because people would be busy with the party around the pool. And with any luck, I’ll be back before my parents figure out I’m not where I’m supposed to be.

Although I will say that I’m late.

But it’s okay.

The moon is bright. The early winter air is crisp and fresh. Not to mention, I’m finally seizing my destiny or rather making an attempt to seize it.

So I’m not going to despair.

But the moment I decide that, I stop mid-run.

I have to.

Because suddenly, the blissfully empty back garden is not empty anymore.

There’s someone here.

Someone I can’t see because even though the moon is shining at its brightest, whoever it is, is standing under the pink magnolia tree, shadowed by the branches and the flowers.

All I can tell is that it’s a he.

It’s a darkly dressed he.

With dark pants and a dark shirt.

It’s also a tall he.

In fact, he’s such a tall he that he won’t have to stand on his tiptoes to pluck the flowers from the branches. Actually, he won’t even have to raise his arm fully to get to them. Both of which I have to do and even then, it’s a hardship.

Who is he?

And what is he doing with my flowers?

“Who are you?” My loud voice cracks through the silence.

If he’s another one of my new bodyguards, I’m going to be very pissed. And he could be because my dad did say he’d hired a bunch of new ones from a very famous Bardstown-based security company, The Fortress, after he caught me almost making out with the last one. Spoiler alert: I wasn’t really going to make out with him. That was also a ploy to get myself out of another tricky situation.

Again, anyway.

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You Beautiful Thing – You (Bad Boys of Bardstown #1) Read Online Saffron A. Kent http://www.wownovels.com/you-beautiful-thing-you-bad-boys-of-bardstown-1-read-online-saffron-a-kent Wed, 25 Oct 2023 18:31:45 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/you-beautiful-thing-you-bad-boys-of-bardstown-1-read-online-saffron-a-kent Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, New Adult, Sports Authors: Saffron A. Kent Series: Bad Boys of Bardstown Series by Saffron A. Kent
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Total pages in book: 199
Estimated words: 200280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1001(@200wpm)___ 801(@250wpm)___ 668(@300wpm)

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Nineteen-year-old Tempest Jackson wants a baby.

No, her biological clock isn’t ticking, but she’s desperate for unconditional love. Rejected by all except her brother and soon to be married off by her father for financial gain, she aches for someone to hold close and call hers.

Enter Ledger Thorne. Soccer god, devastatingly handsome and her brother’s rival.

Once upon a time they had a thing. A beautiful thing. But while Tempest thought she was madly in love, Ledger was only using her for petty revenge.

So Tempest has a plan: seduce the sexy jerk who broke her heart, use him to get pregnant and then leave him in the dust like he left her, to marry a stranger.

Only the problem with making babies is that it doesn’t feel like revenge. It feels a lot like that thing they used to have: Hot and stormy, and intense and intimate.

But Tempest isn’t a fool. She’ll stick to the plan.

Because wasn’t it Ledger who turned their beautiful thing into something ugly?
Now it’s her turn…

NOTE: This is a STANDALONE set in the world of Bardstown, a St. Mary’s Rebels spin-off.

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Part 1

Chapter One

Three years ago

If they ask me how I met the love of my life, I’ll tell them it was at a soccer game.

I’ll tell them it was fate.

Because I wasn’t supposed to be there, see.

I was supposed to be back in New York, at school, attending my last class for the day. But in a moment of wildness, I ditched it and snuck out of school to go see my brother play in Bardstown. I thought I’d surprise him. Mainly because it’s very rare for me to go see him play. Not only do I live at a boarding school in New York and can’t attend most games, but also because he’s always insisted that he didn’t want me around his asshole teammates; he’s super protective like that.

But on that day I thought, why not?

I’d just received an early sixteenth birthday present from my parents: a sleek black car. And while I shouldn’t technically be driving yet, that still wasn’t enough of a reason for me not to go.

So I went.

And there he was.

My brother’s teammate.

It happened in a flash.

Like in the romance novels that I eat up for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I saw him flying across the field, his powerful legs taking him at a speed that seemed humanly impossible. His long-ish hair whipping in the wind, his uniform sticking to his tall and muscular body. And the way he kept scoring goal after goal, dribbling the ball, heading it, dodging the players of the opposing team, flipping himself in the air like gravity didn’t hold him down like it does to the rest of us.

And I just… fell.

For him.

I know people say love at first sight isn’t really a thing.

But meh, what do people know?

They don’t know how electric I felt in that moment. How thrilled and euphoric and just so fucking enamored by him. They don’t know that I wanted to jump and scream on the bleachers that day. Cheer and clap for him when the game was over and they won.

Oh, and they absolutely do not know, and hence can never understand, that amidst all the cheers and excitement at the victory, he looked at me.

He saw me across the space.

His eyes landed right on me and that was it.

That was the moment our love story began.

But all epic love stories have a problem, don’t they?

Something that keeps lovers apart.

Some hurdle that threatens to destroy their happiness and leave them brokenhearted forever.

Our does too.

And one of the problems in our love story — quite possibly the biggest, or let’s say the second biggest — is that it’s imaginary.

It’s fake. It’s made up.

It’s all in my head. And my heart.

In my sick, obsessed, love-drunk heart.

Although to be fair, it’s not all imaginary.

I mean, the soccer game is real. My loving, protective brother is real and I did go see him play. And his teammate is real too. Not to mention, all the things that my brother’s teammate made me feel, those are real as well.

But the moment at the end, where he saw me and instantly fell in love?

Yeah, that never happened.

It’s just something I read in one of my romance novels once. And I liked it so much — that he saw her and only her in a room full of people — that I decided to use it for my own story.

In reality, he doesn’t know that I exist.

He doesn’t know that at this very moment, I’m crouched behind the thick shrubbery that lines this strange and unknown backyard and that I’m watching him as a party rages on around us. That I’ve been watching him since the game last week. I skip my classes here and there, drive down to Bardstown without a license and follow him around town. I follow him into parties and observe.

From a distance.

It all sounds very stalker-ish.

But it’s okay.

I’m harmless. I have no bad intentions.

It’s not like I’m going to approach him and say hi. Or flirt with him — which I’m very good at, if I do say so myself — and ask him to hang out with me. I’m not going to make any advances toward him, or any sort of contact, even.

I can’t.

Even if I wanted to.

It’s just how it is.

And so this is all I have and will ever have.

Me watching him from afar while he goes on about his life.

As he drinks from a beer bottle, shoots the shit with his friends, chuckles with them. Although I have to say that I haven’t really seen him laugh yet.

And the longer he makes me wait for it, the more I feel like I’m going to love it when he does laugh.

What I don’t particularly love though is the plethora of girls around him.

The plethora of girls that are always around him. And since I’ve been following — or semi-stalking — him for the last few days, I’ve come to recognize a few. There’s a redhead who finds everything hilarious; a brunette who looks up at him like she’s gazing at the moon; a mocha-skinned black-haired beauty, whose ass is to die for and she never lets him or anyone else forget it; and a couple of other girls that I call transient brunettes because they come and go.

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