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She spends her days dreaming up heroes and romantic situations while trying to keep sane with all of the sports runs and grocery trips she has to make. She loves classic movies and thinks that there is a FRIENDS quote for every situation. I think there was something familiar about the plot and writing but none the less I was sold on most of the story. I hoped Miles didn’t hear my last sentence, but after seeing the small quirk of his eyebrow, regret filled my chest. PDF / EPUB File Name: The_Inn_on_Harmony_Island_-_Anne-Marie_Meyer.pdf, The_Inn_on_Harmony_Island_-_Anne-Marie_Meyer.epub
Miles stepped forward with his hand extended. For a moment, I caught what looked like desperation in his gaze before it disappeared. “Why don’t I give you a ride? I mean, the church organized a dinner and everything.” His half smile was weak and did little to dissuade me from what I’d already decided. “The town…misses you.” This book has it all, the sexy single dad, the bosses and all the feelings! I read this book in less than 24 hours, I didn’t want to put it down! I hit the cliffhanger at the end of the book and now I’m counting down to the next part! Miles will melt your heart and give you everything you want in the protagonist!Anne-Marie Meyer is a USA Today Bestselling author who lives in NWA. She spends her days with her knight in shining armor, four princes, and a baby princess. And sad. And pathetic. Even though I wanted to console my ego and convince myself that it was okay that Miles had cried more times than I had during the funeral planning. That the funeral director handed him the box of tissues and never offered them to me. Nothing I could say to myself would fix the cold, hard heart my past had left me with. I wanted to cry. I really did. But it was as if my tears were dried up. There was nothing left. I’d cried so much in the past that it was as if my body was completely incapable of producing tears.
I like the small town setting with local gossips and hidden pasts, budding romances. Single hot dad trip etc. I'm determined to stay distant, living in the small cottage next to the inn, and keep my head down. But in a small town where everyone knows your name, that becomes difficult. Soon, my past catches up with me and I'm faced with the history I've buried for so long. Just when I reach my breaking point, Miles, the single dad living at the inn, swoops in to my life to rescue me. He was my protector in my childhood, my enemy in my teenage years, and now? Don’t even get me started on the nonverbal three year old who only eats cheerios, plays with toys, and takes four naps a day, never needing or interrupting adults. No one had it perfect. We’d messed up so bad that, sometimes, the best thing to do was to call a foul and walk away.
His words were like poison to my soul. It was easier to believe that my grandmother hated me than to think she’d spent her life waiting for me to return. When I was in New York, I could pretend that we had a mutual understanding. Our family was toxic. A broken mix of flawed people that fate stupidly threw together. My grandmother, my mother, and me.
I thought I was content with my life. My business is booming. I have a boyfriend. Sabrina is coming out of the darkness that seemed to have taken over her since Samuel's birth. But for some reason, I'm not happy. Now, I'm not so sure. Especially when his love for his daughter is contagious, or the way he looks at me when he doesn't know I see him. I'm so confused and I want to run away like I did in the past, but I can't. And when Miles touches me like that...I don't want to. And one time Shelby helped making breakfast for the guest at the Inn and got some flour on her cheek: Miles was standing a few yards off, shaking hands with the pastor who then nodded and turned to hurry through the rain to his car. We were now officially alone. Miles hesitated; his gaze focused on something in front of him. But then, as if he could feel my gaze, he turned. I knew I should look away. Facing Miles—facing Harmony Island—was the last thing I wanted to do. But I couldn’t drop my gaze. The familiarity in his stormy blue eyes as they peered into my soul paralyzed me. E L James revisits the world of Fifty Shades with a deeper and darker take on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers around the globe.It's frustrating. I want to know how couple #1's story plays out, but I don't know if I want to delve deeper into the others, at least not yet. It's a good enough ploy to get readers to continue the series unless they really hated this one. I grew up watching Hallmark movies and as an adult guiltily indulge in them. This book from start to finish had me smiling, crying and even a moment or two screaming at Shelby and Miles realize what's going on...This is my first time reading anything by Anne-Marie Meyer and I must say I am going to go read everything I can get my hands on that she's ever written." Half way through the book I was still confused as to who the main love interest was and it was unclear if Shelbly found him to be her ex-stepbrother or a potential romance partner.
I’d never noticed the way rain looked as it fell into puddles. The tiny splashes each drop made caused smaller drops to spray around it. The ripples would go for only a moment until another drop would fall, and the effect would happen all over again. My stomach was a bundle of nerves since I drove the rental car into my small hometown, and I couldn’t sort out anyone’s words.
I’d left this place 10 years ago, never to return. VUELVE A VIVIR LA PASIÓN DE CINCUENTA SOMBRAS MÁS OSCURAS A TRAVES DE CHRISTIAN GREY, DE SUS PROPIAS PALABRAS, Y DE SUS TORMENTOSOS PENSAMIENTOS, REFLEXIONES, Y SUEÑOS. I hate that he's randomly showing up at the shop as if he's trying to protect me. I hate that he's in their kitchen apartment, shirtless, with a dark, hooded look in his eyes, while Anders in distracted by videos games and beer in his room. But I really hate that when I need someone the most, Bash is the one that shows up to help me.
Miles hesitated; his gaze focused on something in front of him. But then, as if he could feel my gaze, he turned.
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