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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 31102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
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His Everything (Not Just Friends #2)

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Jenika Snow
Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B08YKG1N3F
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Ace Renaldo and Lauren Dunn have known each other since high school, and she’s loved him for longer than she’d ever admit. But the darkness that Ace has in his life has changed the boy she once knew.
He’s harder, damaged. Scarred. And she doesn’t know if any amount of love could penetrate the thick wall he’s built around himself and his heart.
To block the pain in his life, Ace fought. He needed the violence as an outlet for the agony he harbored inside.
Before Lauren had come into his world, Ace knew all too well what being alone felt like. She became everything to him, a light in his darkness. But he feared he’s far too scarred to ever be what she deserved.
But she’s everything to him, his entire world, and he wanted to be a good man for her, to love her in the way he always wanted to.
But will giving in to their mutual feelings ruin their lifelong friendship?
Reader note: This was previously published as His Greatest Pain. Although it has been re-edited and parts of the plot tweaked, the story itself is the same. There may be material that is sensitive to some readers. This is not a safe read.
Books in Series:

Not Just Friends Series by Jenika Snow
Books by Author:

Jenika Snow


Prologue

A soft sound woke Lauren, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her room was dark, and she was on her back, staring right at the ceiling. Maybe she’d been dreaming? Closing her eyes again and turning onto her side, she started to feel herself drift back to sleep when she heard tapping on her window.

Her heart started pounding hard in her chest, and she opened her eyes, not moving, but staring at her window. The curtains that covered the glass were sheer, and she saw a big dark figure through them. The moon must have been full because it was bright enough to make out the shape.

“Poppy, it’s me.” The voice on the other side of the window was soft but very deep, and she recognized it right away, recognized Ace calling her by the nickname he’d given her so long ago. He was the only one that called her Poppy, after her favorite flower.

Pushing the blankets off her legs, she stood and walked over to the window. Grabbing the edge of the curtains she pulled them aside and saw Ace standing there, his eye swollen almost all the way shut, on his cheek smeared blood, which had clearly come from his nose, and a split bottom lip.

She gasped, quickly opened the window, and helped him inside. Her mom and dad were just down the hall, and although they thought of Ace as part of the family for the last couple of years, and knew he had a bad family life, having a boy in her room in the middle of the night would still piss them off.

“God, Ace.” She pulled him in for a hug, and even though he was only thirteen he was already over six feet tall. He was a big guy for his age, and that made him stand out in school; being an outcast not only because he kept to himself, but also because he was so much bigger than anyone else. Right now he seemed so weak and vulnerable, so breakable. They both slid to the ground, with her arms still around him, and the wind lightly blowing in her room from the still opened window.

“I didn’t know where else to go,” he said in an almost detached voice.

She grabbed the side of his face that looked unharmed, turned his head toward her, and looked at his wounds. “You know you’re always welcome here. This is a safe place, Ace.”

“Even fighting back doesn’t help when he’s drunker than piss,” Ace said, his eye not swollen shut still red-rimmed from his emotions. His dark hair was a mess around his head, and she ran a finger along the strands that fell over his forehead.

“Something needs to be done,” she said softly. “Let me call the police, Ace. He can’t do this to you—”

He shook his head while she still spoke, placed his hand over hers that was on her face and stared into her eyes. “That won’t help, Lauren.” He said her real name, and that told her he was being serious, determined for her to understand. He applied pressure to her hand. “You know my dad has a lot of connections, knows people that can get him out of this shit, and besides, the last time the cops were called it was a lot worse.”

Yeah, she knew that his father, despite being a drunken asshole, had friends in the police department, as well as legal buddies that had apparently helped him out of all kinds of situations. How anyone could live with themselves and help a child abuser infuriated Lauren. But Ace had told her that his father could make anyone feel sympathy for him, playing on the whole ‘his wife was gone, he had to do everything alone, and that he was dealing with an unruly teenager’.

“I hate seeing you like this.” She felt tears well in her eyes. There had been several times she’d been tempted to call the police, had even picked up the phone to do it so many times she’d lost track. But then she thought about what Ace had told her about the last time the police had come to his house, or even when child services had been called. It had been pure hell for Ace after it was all said and done, and she was at war with herself on what to do.

But what Ace hadn’t known was she’d gone to the police once, asked them anonymously what “her friend” should do, and unless there was a record or physical signs of abuse, not much could be done. Especially when Ace had a record at school of fighting, which cemented his father’s story of Ace being unruly.

“What can I do, Ace?” She was crying now.

He lifted a finger and wiped her tears away.

“I don’t want you crying for me, Poppy,” he said softly, smiling a little. “I never want you crying for me. I’m not worth it.”


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The Best Mistake (Not Just Friends #1) Read Online Jenika Snow http://www.ilovenovels.com/the-best-mistake-not-just-friends-1-read-online-jenika-snow Sun, 11 Apr 2021 14:54:36 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/the-best-mistake-not-just-friends-1-read-online-jenika-snow Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Not Just Friends Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
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(Not Just Friends #1) The Best Mistake

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ISBN/ ASIN:
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One drunken night, Shoshanna Clarke let her inhibitions go and said yes to Toby Mason. 

But it wasn’t just one night of fun because sleeping with the town bad boy ended up completely changing her life.
Everything changed for Toby after the night he shared with Shoshanna. He knew he’d never want anyone else, but fear of scaring her away with his need to keep her close left Toby not saying anything.

She's a good girl, and he’d been known for being the bad boy. But before Toby could tell Shoshanna he wanted her for more than that one encounter, he was forced to leave town due to a family emergency.

Finding out she was pregnant after a one-night-stand wasn’t ideal, especially not when the father left town and she had no way of contacting him. It wasn't until Toby's return that she had to finally face her new reality and tell him everything.

But was Toby ready to be a father? Was he ready to start a family with her? Or was their one night all he wanted?



Reader note: This was previously published as Her Best Mistake. It’s been recovered and re-edited, but the story itself is the same. It may have material sensitive to some readers.
 This is not a safe read.
Books in Series:

Not Just Friends Series by Jenika Snow
Books by Author:

Jenika Snow


1

Shoshanna adjusted the backpack on her shoulder, pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, and stared at all the students heading into the building.

She hated high school, wished that this eighth level of hell were over with already. But as a senior she only had this last year of feeling like she had some kind of deformity, like she was this abscess because she wasn’t thin and popular like the majority of the girls at this shithole.

Shoshanna kept to herself, did her work, and kept her nose out of others’ business. But it wasn’t just because she liked being a good student and getting good grades. Her mother kept on her, made sure she was the overachiever she was, and because of that it was just engrained in her that she could never fail.

After four years of being teased by the snotty bitches, ignored by the popular jocks, and looked at like she was nothing more than a geek, she was ready for it to be over with. High school was not the end of the world, wasn’t the last stop for anyone.

It was a speed bump, one she was having a hard time getting over, but would eventually. She was ridiculed because of her weight, because she did extra schoolwork, and even though they were almost adults she was still made fun of.

Yes, high school was definitely the bowels of hell, and she was the center of the torture, had been for her entire life it seemed.

She made her way toward the front doors and away from the school buses and student parking. The rest of her senior class seemed to have their own transportation in the forms of crappy little cars that were used or hand-me-downs.

But Shoshanna’s parents had money, and because of that and the fact she was dropped off in her father’s Mercedes, she had also been called an uptight, rich bitch.

The deep drawls of voices pierced her thoughts, and she glanced to the side. Her heart stopped beating for a moment when she saw who leaned against the side of the high school. Toby Mason, the school bad boy, all-star jock, and town man-whore, started laughing at something one of his asshole friends said.

He pushed off the building and strutted up to the school where he met up with Marilyn Pierce. Marilyn, the school’s most popular, gorgeous, and perfectly styled cheerleader, and a female that made it no secret she put out for her Adonis boyfriend whenever he demanded, had been with Toby since the ninth grade.

They were perfect for each other, perfect in general, and it nauseated Shoshanna.

“Excuse us.” Marilyn said it to her in a sour, snappy way. Shoshanna moved out of the way and watched as they headed up the stairs. God, at only eighteen years old Toby was built with thick muscles, and had several tattoos on his back, as was evident when he removed his shirt for football practice.

He even had the cockiness to go along with knowing he was gorgeous. He looked over his shoulder, and she swore their gazes locked for a second. But Shoshanna knew that couldn’t be the case. They might have grown up in the same town and gone to the same school, but to Toby she was invisible.

She was just the chubby, geeky girl that probably stared at him too often.

He turned around almost as soon as he had looked at her, and just like that the connection was broken, or at least the connection she had felt. She headed inside, ready to finish the day and it hadn’t even begun.

After putting her bag in her locker she heard the bell for first period, turned with her books in hand, and slammed right into a hard chest.

Her books fell and scattered across the floor. Shoshanna muttered an apology without looking up, and bent down to grab her books. She pushed her glasses up, having not been able to find her contacts this morning, and hating that the frames gave her the stereotypical appearance of being a nerd.

A thickly muscled and tattooed arm reached out and picked up her economics book, and she stopped. Slowly moving her gaze up the black t-shirt that was stretched across the hard chest, she stared into Toby’s blue eyes. His black hair was short, kind of spiky around his head, and he smirked at her.

“I’m sorry,” she said again, this time in a softer voice.

“I’m the one that wasn’t watching where I was going.”

They stood at the same time, both holding the other’s gaze, and then finally Shoshanna turned her stare to the lockers behind him. This was weird, awkward, and she knew he was probably scrutinizing her. Hell, she was wearing a plaid shirt tucked into her khaki skirt, and a pair of brown flats that did nothing to accentuate her ankles.


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