Series: Love Hurts Duet
Published by Self on 11/12/19
Genres: New Adult & College
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Also in this series: Hated You Then
From Wall Street Journal & USA Bestselling Author M. Robinson comes Love You Now, book 2 in the Love Hurts Duet.
A coming of age, enemies to lovers, contemporary romance filled with angst and all the feels.
I should have told her everything.
How much I loved her.
How much I've always loved her.
But I didn't.
I just wasn't made that way.
Instead... I claimed her.
Until... I broke her.
My best friend.
From my mind to my heart, to every single bone in my body.
She owned me.
I was hers.
It was always her.
The only thing I feared more than losing her was forgetting her.
I hated how much I needed her.
She was mine.
Always and forever.
I hated her then.
But Harley Jameson was about to find out how much...
I LOVED her now.
I cannot begin to express how much I loved, loved the Love Hurts Duet by M. Robinson. In Love Hurts, we continue Jackson and Harley’s story and let me tell you, it was a wicked and wild ride I devoured. M. Robinson is not known as the Queen of Angst for no reason!
I want to talk about everything and yet, this needs to be read and experienced! I was literally at the edge of my seat until the very end. This is an emotional story about love, friendship, mistakes and second chances. A complex story about choices and decisions and how they shape your future. My heart broke for them even while I cheered them on! This is a must-read and the story is now complete! I loved Love You Now by M. Robinson and cannot recommend this due enough.
I couldn’t remember a time before her… Harley Jameson. Before she owned me.Hated Me.
Before I hated her…
Things were simple.
We had an understanding.
Bully. Fight. Hate. It’s what we did.
Mind. Body. Soul. It’s how we loved.
I thought nothing would ever change that, until everything did.
She was mine.
Always had been.
Always would be.
Nothing altered that.
Not how much I hated her.
Not how much she hated me.
Especially, not how much I hated…
That I LOVED her.