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forgotten.
wasn’t.
love with my soulmate—Asher Valentine—amazing husband, loving father, and
rock’s favorite kick-ass front man. A man who loved me every day, in every way,
since we first met as teens fifteen years ago. We were blessed with a beautiful
daughter who was the light of our life. My all-female rock band was tearing up
the charts.
big black void where my memories should be.
toe, a soft voice, and an even softer touch that gives me butterflies. He’s
clearly hopelessly in love with his wife.
had, leaving me in her place.
love me? Or will he forever be in love
with her, the phantom woman who
haunts us both?
has a passion for the bad boys, those covered in tattoos, sexy smirks, ripped
jeans, fast cars, motorcycles and of course, the sweet girls who try to tame
them and win their hearts.Born and raised a Jersey girl, Carian now resides in beautiful New Hampshire
with her husband and their multitude of furry pets. She spends most of her time
writing, reading, and vacuuming.