The Best Kind of Forever (Riverside Reapers Book 1)

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The Best Kind of Forever is a fulfilling happily ever after in the form of a hockey romance, whereby he falls for her first and harder, wherever they are complete contrasts, wherein she is a heroine of average size, and where there is no cheating. The top buttons of my shirt are undone, my hair’s a mess from the girl gouging her fingers through it, and I’m pretty sure I saw at least three hickeys decorating my neck in the mirror. That’s valid, and even though I didn’t know your brother, I think he’d want you to live your life and be happy. She’s stopped moving, so I usher her forward a bit, but she seems pretty content with taking a break and falling asleep on my chest. He’s ditched the towel for his clean set of clothes, and now that the lighting is more than subpar, I can appreciate the way the fabric clings to every bundle of muscle.

The Best Kind of Forever (Riverside Reapers Book 1)

They’re best friends who help each other, have fun adventures, and show us that having a loving friend is the best feeling. When I wasn’t in the mood to be intimate with him, he’d guilt-trip me, tell me I was being selfish by not tending to his needs, and convince me that no guy would ever want a girl who wasn’t sex-crazy. Hayes might seem like the perfect guy to help Aeris learn how to love again, but little does she know that he’s harboring a secret big enough to ruin her completely. The Best Kind of Forever promises a rollercoaster of emotions, a reformed playboy, and a chance at love that you won’t want to miss. She enjoys watching horror films on repeat, spending time with her pets, and going out dancing with her friends when she’s not writing.I cringe at the initial taste, but that doesn’t stop me from flagging down the bartender for another shot. But I can’t let that connection get in the way of everything I’ve worked so hard to attain—my career, my reputation. I can’t stop staring in awe at the way her perfectly proportioned tits recoil as she fully clenches around me, her head lolling back, dark hair spilling down her shoulders like ink. Not only would I have to move, but I’d have to somehow seamlessly weave my way into already-lasting relationships.

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The puck is placed in the center of the rink, and the jumbotron zeroes in on the two players hovering on either side of the puck.All winding ridges and dips, accompanied by a thinly drawn tree that scales the length of his spine. But his innocent new neighbor clearly doesn’t know the danger she’s in, and he's the only one who can save her. I laugh for what feels like the first time in forever, and the panic in my heart immediately thaws into a lukewarm splendor.

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Early morning: Some people find that reading in the morning helps them start their day with a positive and productive mindset. Before it is over the Mexican escapade will bring down the kind of disasters commonly found in pulp fiction. Sure I’d offered to get her tickets to the next game, which she clearly doesn’t need, but we parted with a hug. Hayes finishes shoveling the last of the sizzling bacon onto a plate, his whole face lighting up as his gaze lands and softens on me. I feel something fuzzy slither around my leg, and I look down through graying vision to pinpoint my tuxedo cat, Crunchwrap, nuzzling against me.

The tip of my dick tingles, and it feels like a supernova is exploding in my veins, coloring my vision with constellations. The game commences at the sound of the buzzer, and streaks of jerseys all shoot out to their designated zones. Looking for your next hockey romance to read, then you have to pick up The Best Kind of Forever by Celeste Briars! One of the things I really loved the most about this book is that the characters are not in college and the guys already are playing in the NHL. The sun peeks in the eastern window at exactly eleven in the morning, and it bathes the inside in a wreath of warm colors—like the yellow of the ginkgo trees growing outside our home rink, or the brilliant orange of the honeysuckles nestled down by the riverbank, or even the crimson burning bushes peppered along the I-80.

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I wait for him to elaborate, and judging by the death glare he’s giving me, I know I just fucked up. I try my best to ignore the warning signs of a colossal headache, but pain has already claimed its home behind my eyes. A 40-year-old, divorced mother of two, Sadie wakes up one morning and realizes that she looks and feels like she did in her twenties. When I muster the courage to pry my eyes open, my head feels like it’s been crushed by an industrial car compactor, and my mouth is as dry as sandpaper. Heat prickles the back of my neck, hot tears loom in my eyes, and regret begins to snowball through me.I’m staring into melted pools of toffee—the kind of eyes that feel like September, like a warm breeze winnowing through the air, or like the coziness of a crackling fireplace. I know you didn’t ask for my advice, or my help, but what kind of Samaritan would I be if I let you get five hundred dollars in debt from a completely avoidable trip to the hospital? It doesn’t matter what year it is, what day it is, or where I am: September fourth will always be the day my brother committed suicide.