The Perfect Storm Series
People say when you're dying your entire life passes before your eyes.
But it is not my time. I'm not about to take my final breath, although it feels like the end of my life.
The blue folder sits, stamped with bold black letters.
Laughing at me.Mocking my marriage. Targeting my dreams.
All is going away, imploding. The future I've envisioned becoming just debris.
The man I love requesting a divorce.
Making me collapse.
Drowning in an ocean of pain and confusion, I refuse to let this end my life.
This is hard,but I'm stronger.
The rainstorm is hitting me full force, but I'll stand.
After all, I'm the woman who owns the sunshine
The Perfect Storm
Second chance romance
Five years ago I married the man of my dreams, he was my life.
Now, in front of me there is a blue folder with big bold letters announcing the end. My husband is requesting a divorce.
The future I’ve envisioned is becoming debris.
But I must pick myself up, piece by piece, and stand tall.
As I rise from the ashes, my husband returns and threatens all I have built.
I am Roselynn Holland, a woman that will weather the storm and grasp the sunshine that I will once again own.
Enemies to lovers romance
Everyone has a nemesis.
He became mine since the moment we met at his office a few months ago.
Sure, he’s charming to the naked eye.
The perfect suit-wearing gentleman, scorching hot, as if he walked straight off a magazine cover.
But anyone with a brain knows better.
I know better, I’m a survivor after all.
He’s so arrogant, and full of himself.
A dream crusher, determined to end the plans I carefully traced.
So, why can’t I focus when he’s close?
Why does the control I worked so hard to get vanish at the sound of his voice?
Living in a storm I’m looking for my rainbow, and he, he is the sun who makes it possible.
Adrik Houston means nothing but trouble.
I've spent years building my career, and I'm not about to let him push me away from the goal I've set for my future. I don't care if he's handsome, cocky, and fixated on getting me. On my charts, he's Lucifer himself filling a panty-melting uniform.
But he doesn't know how stubborn I can be when my heart is in the line of fire.
He's ready to fight.
So am I.
We aren't a match made in heaven.
We are two energy-charged clouds ready to collide.
I'm Jordania Zanetti. In war, the winner takes it all, and the battle is about to start.