He was the bad boy of rock-n-roll; cocky, short-tempered, and the
sexiest man I’d ever seen. I was just a librarian in a small town. He had no
clue who I was, but I knew everything about him. After all, he was the reason I
moved across the country.
I never thought he’d know my name, let alone whisper it while he held
me tight and made me forget about the agony of my past. He was my protector, my
reason, my calm before the storm… but nothing good lasts forever, and Gabriel
Hunter was no exception.
Right when I began Regretting Gabriel, knew from the
very start that this was going to be an emotional read that would bring tears
to my eyes, and it did more than once. This is so much more than a Rockstar romance,
it is about healing, forgiveness, love and finding that someone who makes you
want to be better.
Both Gabriel and Cady have events in their past that have
molded them into the people that they have become, these events were life
changing, heart breaking and in a sense self-molding. The connection between
Gabriel and Cady is intense, the chemistry is unbelievably hot, but it is the
connection of their hearts that is the most beautiful of all.
Regretting Gabriel kept me captivated from the beginning
until the end, if I had one small complaint, it would be that I wish we had
more at the end, I just wanted more, and for me the need for more is what makes
a book great. Add this to your TBR list I think you will love it.
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My heart has held a
place for him since I was fifteen years old. I never thought I’d actually be
friends with him, let alone friends who held hands.
When we get to the
library, I unfortunately have to unclasp our fingers so I can get my keys and
open the door. I turn to tell him thank you when he pushes the door open and motions
for me to precede him. “Ga—”
“Go.” He interrupts
me, and instead of arguing, I go in and turn on the lights. After I set my
purse beneath my desk, I stand fully and twitch at the shock of seeing him so
close. “I’m gonna take off. You done at six?”
“You don’t need to
wa—”
“Cady, baby, I don’t
do anything I don’t want to. So stop telling me what I don’t need when I know
exactly what I want.”
My breath freezes in
my throat at the implication.
“So I’ll ask again,
are you off at six?”
Unable to form a
sentence, I simply nod.
And then he leans
forward, just slightly, and I jump when his hand slides through my hair and his
fingers cradle my head. His lips ever so gently brush against my cheek, and he
glides his hand out of my hair, down my neck, and halfway over my collarbone
before he lifts it again and cups my jaw, then runs his thumb across my lower
lip. “Later, sugar.”
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Author Bio
The first time Anna tried to read a
romance novel, her hair caught on fire when she leaned over a candle to sneak a
peek at her mom’s Harlequin. She thinks being hit on the head with a shirtless
Fabio until the smoke cleared is what sparked the flame for her love of
romance.
Anna was born in Wisconsin, but currently lives in Texas with her husband and two boys. She writes sexy romance that always has a happy ending and loves bringing characters back for cameos. Less than six degrees of separation connects any of her novels.
When she’s not writing or reading, she’s watching reruns of her favorite romcoms, talking to her dog and cat like they’re human, eating carbs, or practicing hand lettering.
She loves to hear from readers and can be found on social media as @annabrooksauth everywhere.
Anna was born in Wisconsin, but currently lives in Texas with her husband and two boys. She writes sexy romance that always has a happy ending and loves bringing characters back for cameos. Less than six degrees of separation connects any of her novels.
When she’s not writing or reading, she’s watching reruns of her favorite romcoms, talking to her dog and cat like they’re human, eating carbs, or practicing hand lettering.
She loves to hear from readers and can be found on social media as @annabrooksauth everywhere.
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