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Total pages in book: 158
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Read Online Books/Novels:	Evin's Fight (Southern Charmers #3)
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Evin “Be careful, man. Don’t be seduced by the bright lights of the city. Even the strongest of men find their weakness.” When Jackson spouted his advice, I laughed at the thought. A man in my position doesn’t have weaknesses. Or so I think. The night I meet Poppy Malone, everything changes. The breathtaking bohemian is an irresistible temptation I never saw coming. One night is all it takes for her to seal our fate. She’s convinced the odds aren’t in our favor. I’ll enjoy proving her wrong—again and again. I’ve never backed down from a challenge. When someone from her past reappears, delivering the ultimate betrayal, the stakes grow higher. No matter what happens, I’m all in. Poppy “Dance to your Destiny.” The day I heard those words, my path was set. Walking away from a world of wealth and privilege, I danced my way to my dreams and independence. Performing in Vegas is everything I ever wanted. Or so I think. A twist of fate brings Evin Graham into my life. One earth-shattering kiss rocks my perfectly crafted world. Devastatingly sexy, rich, commanding—Evin and I are polar opposites in every way. He dresses in custom-tailored suits. I wear flowers in my hair. He’s an obsessively controlled business mogul. I’m a risk-taking free spirit. He’s determined we have a future. Suddenly, my destiny isn’t at all what I planned.
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Prologue

Evin

“So, this is what the newest Executive Vice President extraordinaire does to earn the coveted corner office and obscene salary. You sit around and watch television?”

I drag my attention from the wall of screens playing today’s business news to find Jackson Hart leaning against my doorframe with an arrogant grin.

“Pull up a chair and I’ll find the Hallmark Channel.”

He chuckles, coming to sit across from my desk. “Some of us have to work for a living.”

“Too bad, I’m told the cozy mysteries are the shit.”

He leans back, casting a glance around my office. “Here I thought your fancy promotion came with a full-time assistant. Maybe they could help you make this place more appealing. Clients with millions of dollars in investments rarely approve of their portfolio manager looking like a hobo.”

I crack a smile and shake my head. “Is that why you’re here? About the assistant position?”

“Can’t a guy visit his friend without an ulterior motive?”

I quirk an eyebrow, unmoved by his false sentiment. Jackson is a transplant from one of our branches and joined our team a few months back. I’d met him years ago and we hit it off. Our stories are similar in that we started with the bank after college and worked our way up.

While my position heads up the Financial Assets and Portfolio Division, he serves as General Counsel and Chief Resource Liaison. Which means he’s responsible for the Human Resources team.

He’s wicked-sharp, highly educated, and all-around liked by all. It’s not unusual for him to drop by and shoot the shit. In the last months, we’ve formed a friendship outside of work. But inside this building, he’s typically all business, which is why he’s here about my recent denial to take on a full-time assistant.

“Okay, the position is one reason I’m here,” he admits.

“I’m good with continuing to share Tessa. We function well together, and her time split has never been a problem. If I find things change, we’ll reassess before budgets.”

His expression grows serious as he sits forward, propping his elbows on his knees. “Evin, the sixty to seventy-hour weeks can’t continue. Having a dedicated person to take some of the load will free up some of your time.”

“You been talking to my mom and sister?”

“No, but sounds like they see the writing on the wall, too.”

“What writing is that?”

“Burnout, fatigue, stress, premature anxiety, all the textbook symptoms.”

“Ahhh, here comes the psychological assessment side of Dr. Hart.” He hates the reference, Dr. Hart. He’s nowhere near a true doctor, but his years of training on employee behaviors make him somewhat of an expert.

“Would be falling on my job if I didn’t take the health and well-being of my employees seriously.”

“Jackson, I’m good. Promise. I knew what I was getting into when I decided on this career. But I also know how to make the break.”

This is mostly true.

He studies me for a second and nods his acceptance. “I’ll note that as an issue to be discussed at a future date. We’ll readdress in a month.”

“Whatever you say. What else is on your mind?”

“If you didn’t like my push for the help, you’re certainly not going to like what’s coming next.”

An uneasy feeling skates over me, and I wait for him to elaborate.

“You’ve heard about the changes to the PTO and comp time policies we’re implementing?”

“Vaguely, not my wheelhouse since I’m not involved.”

“Well, it’s about to become your wheelhouse because Human Resources slid your file to the front. Even with the new rollover policy and the payout grid, you stand to lose a significant amount of your accumulated time off. Now with your promotion, your benefits have shifted again.”

“You’re here to tell me to take some time off?”

“In a manner of speaking.”

“Not a problem. I have a trip planned next week and again in August for a wedding. The holidays are in a few months, so I’ll tack on some time there too.”

“Evin, a few days sprinkled here and there will not cut it. You need to look at weeks. Ten weeks to be specific.”

I suck in a sharp breath, mentally calculating my PTO. “Ten weeks?”

“Ten.”

“None of that rolls over or pays out?”

“That’s with your rollover and payout. I did the computing myself.”

“Shit, there’s no way.”

“The perks of an overachiever.”

I catch the humor in his voice. “You consider this is funny?”

“Not at all, but most people would jump at this news. You look miserable.”

“How the hell am I supposed to manage my business if I’m not here?”

“How about getting an assistant?”

“You’re an ass.” I fall back in my chair. “Sneak attack.”

“Think about it.”

“Anything else on your mind?”

“The list is endless. My next question is about this office. You’ve been in here for over a week.”

“If it makes you feel better, Darby and my mom are coming today to help me unload and decorate.”

His eyes light up and he wiggles his eyebrows. “How is your sister?”

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Miller’s Time Read online Ahren Sanders (Southern Charmers #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/millers-time-2-read-online-ahren-sanders Wed, 12 Feb 2020 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/millers-time-2-read-online-ahren-sanders Genre: Contemporary, Romance Authors: Ahren Sanders Series: Southern Charmers Series by Ahren Sanders
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Total pages in book: 120
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Read Online Books/Novels:	Miller's Time (Southern Charmers #2)
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Miller I’ve been lucky all my life. Until the night I meet Lily. One look at the unbelievably sexy woman was all it took. For the first time ever, I let my guard down and gave over control. My lifelong spell of luck ran out the morning I woke alone in a hotel room. Six months later, I come face to face with the woman who vanished without a trace. Only, this time, her name’s not Lily. She says it’s all in the past. I say she’s dead wrong. I’m not backing down. She fooled me once. It won’t happen again. She’s mine. Ashlyn My world was defined by wealth and status. It was perfect—until the carefully crafted web of lies was exposed. The ugly truth was a shattering blow of deception. Needing to reinvent myself, I ran, and ended up in the arms of a devastatingly handsome stranger. Miller was the kind of man women dream about, which meant he was too good for me. That’s why I walked away. Little did I know that creating a new version of me would bring our lives crashing back together. Miller Kendrick thinks I’m the woman he met that night. He’s wrong.
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Prologue

Ashlyn

Welcome to your new life, Ashlyn.

A chill runs down my spine as I stare at the dingy, worn-down, drab space in front of me. Even with the weather still considerably warm in Charleston this time of year, the cold settles in my bones. It isn't the first time dread and uncertainty battle in my subconscious.

Buyer’s Remorse? Is that what this is?

Get it together, Ashlyn. You wanted this, so now it's time to own your decision. I reprimand my subconscious and shake the thoughts out of my head.

Maybe it wasn't such an excellent idea to drive in a day early and stay here by myself. A night at the Brasher Hotel sounds better and better, I think, comparing the luxurious accommodations to the rickety old Victorian that needs much more work than I will admit.

Then, like the few times I've allowed myself to wallow, the dread disappears, and a renewed sense of pride takes its place.

This is my house. One-hundred-percent owned by me. No more renting, no more throwing my money into a black hole of no return. I'm now a proud homeowner, in a quaint little neighborhood, in a perfect new city. When this place gets the love and attention it needs, it will be spectacular.

That's the last time I will second-guess my decision or dwell on the negative. Because this is my new beginning. The fast-paced, rat-race, dog-eat-dog world of Chicago is in my rearview mirror, and Charleston will become my paradise.

Right as my sense of confidence is reaffirmed, my phone rings and I debate answering for fear of losing my cloud of happiness. This call could go either way. But if I don't answer, the consequences could mean three overbearing and domineering men pounding on my door before daybreak.

"Hey, Dad."

"Your mother worries. I don't like her worrying. She's losing sleep, barely eating, and her anxiety is off the charts. We can't live like this, so I'll buy your house and you can come back here and plan your next steps."

I smile to myself, swallowing my humor. Each day, he comes up with a fresh approach to get me back to Atlanta. "That sounds awful. Losing sleep, barely eating, high anxiety? How is she functioning?"

"It's tough, and it's serious. You need to rethink your plans and get back here before she has an all-out panic attack. She's not capable of handling this kind of stress, and frankly, we're all worried about her. Your brothers and I can hardly get her to smile. This decision of yours has her in a panic."

"Is she there? May I speak to her?"

"She's resting comfortably. It's not a good idea to disturb her."

"Okay, Dad."

"Okay? As in we'll see you first thing in the morning?"

"No, okay as in it's not wise to bother her, considering tonight's girl’s night out. We hung up thirty minutes ago after I spoke to all the women on speakerphone. It would be a shame to call her back and distract her with this ludicrous attempt to get your way."

The line goes silent, and I know he's scrubbing a hand through his hair and trying to think of a way to backtrack so he doesn't get his ass handed to him. Mom’s my biggest cheerleader in this endeavor and if she had her way, she'd be here.

"Really? Thought you'd have better sense than to throw Mom in the mix. She will be pissed."

"Ashlyn, maybe we need not mention this to her."

"Stop trying to dictate my life and I'll let it slide."

"I'm not dictating; I'm protecting. You have no business buying a run-down pit and pouring your financial foundation into it. You need to be in a safe home in a place where you have family and friends."

I walk the room, running my hands over the walls and wainscoting, my mind drifting to the hope we can keep some of this original charm. He rambles on with the same argument I've heard many times since announcing my relocation. I may be a thirty-four-year-old professional woman who's been out of my parents' house since I entered college at eighteen, but my dad and brothers forget this when it comes to my decisions and freedom.

I'm gazing out my kitchen window when he finishes his rant.

"I love you, Dad, but you're fighting a losing battle. I don't remember you having this much resistance when I stayed in Chicago."

"That's because you moved into a safe area, had a job with people to look out for you, and had friends nearby. You are all alone down there and living in a dilapidated old house that probably has squatters."

"The squatters took the second floor when I got here."

"That is not funny!" His southern drawl booms through the line, and this time I laugh.

"I am fine. I have a few connections here, which hopefully will lead to friends. Stephanie is in town and she's bringing Darby by tomorrow. Darby's husband, Pierce, is part owner of a construction company and has agreed to give me some advice and guidance. If he can't take on the project, he's got some recommendations. Once this gets underway, I'll figure out my next steps in my career."

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Pierced Hearts Read online Ahren Sanders (Southern Charmers #1) http://www.ilovenovels.com/pierced-hearts-1-read-online-ahren-sanders Tue, 11 Sep 2018 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/pierced-hearts-1-read-online-ahren-sanders Genre: Romance Authors: Ahren Sanders Series: Southern Charmers Series by Ahren Sanders
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Total pages in book: 142
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Darby I’m here. Back in the same town I ran from years ago and the man I left behind. Pierce Kendrick, the man I’ve never stopped loving. The day he walked up to me with his cocky smile, everything changed. Now, I don’t recognize the cold, harsh, bitter man that stands in his place. It’s time Pierce knows why I left, and the secrets that drove me away. Nothing could prepare me for what happens next. The man I loved reappears. This time, he’s a powerhouse, determined to get back what we lost. Can it be that simple? Pierce She’s home. Darby Graham, the woman who ruined me, has returned. She rolls back into town, stirring up memories and feelings that I buried long ago. One look at her and I know she’s been hiding something. What I don’t expect is for the truth to rock my world. For a second time in my life, I’m helpless against the power Darby holds over me. She’s mine. Her resistance fuels my determination. My insistence drives her wild. She says we’re impossible. I say she’s wrong. And I’m going to prove it. Darby Graham thinks I’m crazy. She’s about to see how crazy things can be.
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Darby

I turn off the engine, taking a moment to admire the landscape of my parents’ property. Everything looks the same, but I couldn’t feel more different. It’s been a long time since I lived my life without a plan.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Lynda rolling Mom onto the terrace. Runner, my golden retriever, crawls halfway across the console, excited to finally be here.

“What do you think, boy? Ready for some changes?”

He barks his reply.

We jump out, and he races to the fields, checking out his new surroundings. My heart leaps when my mom stands, taking four steps away from her wheelchair, and extends her arms to me.

“Mama!”

“Get your skinny butt up here!” she haughtily calls back.

I cross the distance and almost collapse into her arms. It’s been seven long weeks since her surgery. Seeing her stand and take those steps sends relief flooding through me. Of course, Dad, Lynda, my brother, Mom’s physical therapist, and her doctor had all sent videos, but witnessing it in person makes it all the more real. She’s fine.

“Looking good, old woman. Glad you fixed yourself. I was dreading coming back here to a lazy slug.”

“Lazy my ass. I’ll show you lazy when we’re up at five-thirty in the morning.”

“Oh, are we sleeping in tomorrow?” I tease, reaching out a hand to Lynda, who takes it affectionately.

“Smartass.” Mom’s arms tighten before she steps back, cupping my chin with her fingertips. “My Darby Rose is home.”

The words are simple, but the meaning is clear. “I’m home.”

There’s a short twinkle in her eye before she looks me over, her hand falling to my waist and pinching my side. “You’re even skinnier. I may have been drugged up last time you were home, but I remember you. Now, you’re skin and bones.”

Here we go. Let the ridiculing begin. “I’m not skin and bones. I needed to lose some weight. It’s called getting fit.”

“Look at these fancy clothes, Lynda. And that hair. Darby’s always had such gorgeous, thick hair. I understand why she wears it up for work, but for a casual afternoon at home?”

“I think she looks lovely, Annie. Leave her alone.”

I flash Lynda an appreciative smile, squeezing her hand once more before releasing it. Lynda has been my mom’s best friend forever. I can’t remember a time in my life when Lynda wasn’t around. She and her husband, Ray, live close, and she has been a lifesaver to our family since Mom’s fall. Without her, we’d be lost.

Eight weeks ago, Mom was riding her horse and had a horrible fall. Lynda was the first one to get to her since my brother was out of town. It took a day for doctors to give us all the answers. Mom had shattered her hip, fractured her pelvis, slipped a disc in her lower spine, and sprained her ankle. Lynda was at her side, giving me hourly updates until I could get from Charlotte to Charleston.

It was Lynda who calmed my hysteria and helped me arrange all that was needed when Mom left the hospital. My brother, Evin, and Dad handled all the medical professionals, while I worked on getting Mom’s house ready, and her therapy, transportation, and caregivers set up. I barely remember the whirlwind of those few weeks, but Lynda was my family’s rock.

Not to mention, she comes to my rescue when Mom gets on a roll.

“You would think she looks lovely. You love these fancy-schmancy, wide-legged trousers. I prefer something tighter that shows off her figure,” Mom goes on.

“They’re linen, Mom. They’re cool, and they are comfortable for driving,” I throw back.

“Speaking of driving. What the hell is that God-forsaken monstrosity you drove up in?”

“It’s my new SUV. You know I needed something larger for the business, and I thought it would be easier for you to get in and out of than my old car.”

She studies me for a second, and her eyes instantly fill with sympathy. A quiet understanding passes between us. A quick glance at Lynda tells me she’s figured out the same thing. It has to be that motherly instinct that kicks in when a child is hiding something.

Or hiding from something.

“It’s just a car. Let’s not make a big deal,” I try again.

“We’ll go for a ride when your brother gets here. He’ll help you unload. The shed is all set up.”

“You sure you wouldn’t prefer me staying in the house with you?”

“That’s up to you, honey. You are welcome to your old room, but I figured you’d want some of your own space. I’m getting around well enough, and having you close will be fine.”

I chew on my bottom lip, thinking about actually moving back in with my mom at thirty-three years old. Staying under her roof while visiting is a lot different than my current situation. For now, I’ve uprooted my life, coming home to be close to family while I figure out the next steps.

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