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Damaged is LIVE!! 1click at the special release price!
Ahhhh! I am so excited! Damaged is finally here. I can't wait to see what you think of Evan, he's been ruining early readers everywhere! Damaged is available now for 2.99 just for release week so make sure you snag a copy before the price goes up next week!!
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Willow Winters
I married the bad boy from Brooklyn.
The one with the tattoos and the look in his eyes that told me he was bad news.
The look that came with all sorts of warnings.
I knew what I was doing.
I knew by the way he put his hands on me, how he owned me with his forceful touch.
I couldn’t say no to him, not that I wanted to.
That was then, and it seems like forever ago.
Years later, I’ve grown up and moved on. But he’s still the man I married.
Dangerous in ways I don’t like to think about. Sexy as sin, he attracts all the wrong kinds of temptations.
The kind that’s unforgivable.
The kind that splits up marriages.
I did this to myself. I knew better than to love him.
And now I’m fucked.
I married the bad boy from Brooklyn. And I don’t know how I’ll survive this.
Amzn US → http://amzn.to/2ieBknp
Amzn UK → http://amzn.to/2jpea0Y
iBooks → http://apple.co/2wrXP0B
B&N/Kobo/Google play: https://www.willowwinterswrites.com/d...
Willow Winters
I married the bad boy from Brooklyn.
The one with the tattoos and the look in his eyes that told me he was bad news.
The look that came with all sorts of warnings.
I knew what I was doing.
I knew by the way he put his hands on me, how he owned me with his forceful touch.
I couldn’t say no to him, not that I wanted to.
That was then, and it seems like forever ago.
Years later, I’ve grown up and moved on. But he’s still the man I married.
Dangerous in ways I don’t like to think about. Sexy as sin, he attracts all the wrong kinds of temptations.
The kind that’s unforgivable.
The kind that splits up marriages.
I did this to myself. I knew better than to love him.
And now I’m fucked.
I married the bad boy from Brooklyn. And I don’t know how I’ll survive this.
