Mary B. Moore Bücher

Sienna Blake arrives for a tattoo appointment to cover her scars, but her encounter with Jinx changes everything. Jinx reflects on his past mistakes that led to Sienna's suffering and feels compelled to help her reclaim her life, drawn to her strength and fragility. As an artist, skin is his canvas, but the connection with Sienna transforms his world. Sienna, who prefers solitude and focuses on pottery, surprises herself by seeking out Jinx for a tattoo. While covering her past scars offers some relief, she knows the past cannot be erased entirely. Their reunion sparks hope for a future she never thought possible, but old demons threaten to disrupt their newfound bond. Jinx is determined to protect what they’ve built, but Sienna's past continues to haunt her. This time, however, she is not alone; she’s stronger and ready to confront the challenges ahead with Jinx by her side. Their journey unfolds within a world filled with love, resilience, and the fight against lingering shadows. If you enjoyed Until July, don’t miss this captivating story that promises to resonate with readers.

Remy I never expected this to be my life-a single parent with a kid I hadn't known was coming into the world. I wanted to prove I could be a good dad but doing it alone when I didn't know what I was doing made it feel like everyone was judging my abilities. It wasn't until Marcus called me on it that I realized I'd been so determined to prove I was the best thing for Toby that I didn't even know I was pushing people away. That one error in judgment led to Santana putting up walls I need to break down. Now I not only had to prove to the world that I was could be a dad, but I had to prove to her I deserved her, too. Santana Emotional pain can hurt just as much as physical pain. After feeling it from Remy too many times, I've decided I'm only there to help with his son, Toby. I just wish he'd go back to where we were colleagues only. For some reason, he's forgotten about it in his new goal to be the hero he thinks I need. And if it hadn't been for that damn hole in my roof, I might have been able to ignore his existence for the rest of my life. I'm lying, I'd never have been able to ignore a guy like Remy, but I'd have at least held out for longer than two freaking days. Now I'm living with him, and all of the promises I made myself are being broken.