Barbara's Book Blog : The Spring Rose Bay Series by Kate L Jessop

Title: Found by You & Unworthy of You ~ The Spring Rose Bay Series

Author: Kate L Jessop

Re-Release Date: June 29^th, 2017

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

Found By You (The Spring Rose Bay Series #1) (Revised edition)

Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography

Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs

Models: JJ Butts and Stephanie McCauley

You can be the strongest amongst many but it only takes one person to break you. Each year I end it thinking a change is going to come. It had to come.

Only the last eight years I’ve clearly offended the devil somehow as he’s decided to pile some form of crap on my shoulders since the year I turned eighteen. Loss, betrayal, fears - I have been through it all. Life can change in an instance, ripping out your heart and soul and leaving you the shell of the person you once were. A shell that simply cannot be fixed.

After years of suffering from the loss of her mother and the betrayal of two men, Amelia thought she was damaged for life. Ruled by anxieties and self-help remedies of Tequila chasers with her best friend, Amelia settled into her new life at the coast and a job she loved.

Men were never again on her radar. They hurt her in every possible way. That was until she found herself in the arms of a stranger. His generosity was foreign to her; his ability to make her trust was overwhelming.

Finally, as her life took a turn for the better, Amelia could see a future and a possibility of a happy ending she so desperately craved.

However, like her past, everything changes in an instant, and how would she survive if it should come crashing down around her.

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Found By You.

Amelia.

He takes two strides towards the door and I feel a little triumphant that I’ve won this battle, only it’s short lived. He slams it shut and thrusts me against it, our lips a breath a part as he locks his eyes on mine and places his arms either side of my head to cage me in. My body stiffens instantly. His voice is low. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are when flustered? The way your neck turns every shade of pink and your eyes dart everywhere.”

“It’s people like you that make me flustered.”

His brows furrow as his eyes search over my face. “Do I intimidate you, Amelia?”

“What do you want from me?” I whisper in a rush.

He studies me for a few seconds before he speaks. “I have rules too. First: I never lie. Giving you wrong information about me and not telling you the whole truth are two completely different things altogether. And second: I go out with who I want regardless of who they are or where they work. You intrigue me, Amelia, there’s something about you I want.”

“You’re a man. All you want is a free pass to a woman’s panties,” I hiss. My mind is in spirals from his words, and his proximity is too much. My own panties are most likely ruined as my body fails me from loving every goddamn part of this. I’m craving his lips to touch mine—to whisk me away from normality just like they did the first time.

“If a free pass was on offer right now, I’d rather have it to get to know you. I think you’d want that too—to be freed from whatever lies behind those eyes.”

“You don’t know anything about me!” I snap. My legs quiver as my body fights hard against my emotions. I’m clearly easier to read than I thought and if he knows of my want for freedom, what else does my body language tell him?

“I know enough. I want to know the real Amelia Weston,” he murmurs as I swallow down the ball of tears that’s on the verge of spilling.

“Well, you’re out of luck. She fucked off a long time ago.”

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Unworthy Of You (The Spring Rose Bay Series #2)

Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography

Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs

Models: Andrew Kruczynski and Chelsey Nicole

Life has a way of bringing you down when you least expect it; it can leave you vulnerable and lost, no matter your age.

For years, I've lived inside a world filled with darkness and demons. Trapped by grief and solitude, I've surrounded myself with work and privacy, thinking that's all I've needed.

Then, one night, she changes everything.

One ridiculous drinking game...

One extraordinary kiss...

I want her in my bed—I just have to find a way to prevent it from happening, because I don't deserve to share my world with another.

I don't deserve to fall this hard.

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Unworthy of You

Andrew.

I shouldn’t even be contemplating what my mind is thinking right now because there’s a reason why I keep a wall between my work and home life, but before I have chance to stop myself, I bend down and pick up her bags.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

I continue to walk towards the car park.

“Andrew?”

Taking the key fob from my jacket pocket, I unlock my black Audi, opening the boot before placing her bags in. “Get in the car.”

“Why?” she questions.

“Is that really a question you need to ask? You’re staying with me.”

She doesn’t seem too enthusiastic. She doesn’t even look thankful. Instead her stance instantly reverts to that confident blonde that’s never too far away as she stands with her hands on her hips. “You treat me like shit, Andrew,” she says, eyes wide and full of fire. “Our friends are getting married, for Christ sake, and you treat me like absolute fucking shit!”

“I know. I treat everyone like that.”

“No, just me.”

She’s right, and I loathe myself for it, but it’s just too easy with her sometimes. I exhale, wanting to try and make up for the way I’ve been. “Will you please just get in and let me help you?”

“No. I don't need your pity.”

I’m surprised at how calm I am considering she’s being so fucking awkward. “I’m sure you don’t, but you do need a bed for the night and as much of an arsehole as you think I am, I'm not going to see you out on the street when I have a spare room. Now get in the car before I make you walk.”

“I don’t need your charity either.”

“Get in the car, Megan.” Our eyes hold each other’s in a fixed stare. She’s protesting. The woman even has the nerve to tap her foot. “Jesus, do you want me to drag you? Because I will. Now. Get. In. The. Car!”

She lets out a sharp huff and stomps to the vehicle like some stroppy teen that’s just had her phone taken off her, getting in and slamming the door. I shake my head and exhale as I look up at the stars wondering what the hell I’ve just let myself in for. “So, help me, God.”

Getting in, I fasten her seatbelt, tugging it tight to make her gasp. “There, that wasn’t so difficult, was it?” I say in a sarcastic tone that makes her brows rise.

“I still think you’re an arsehole.”

“Yeah, and you’re still the most infuriating woman I’ve ever met.”

Kate has lived in South West England her entire life just on the edge of Dartmoor where the moorland goes on for days. It's beautiful, breath-taking and occasionally rather wet.

She is a dyslexic author and finds things challenging which often leads to banging her head against the wall or searching for vodka.

Kate loves anything creative, her college years were spent in the art room, she has numerous qualifications in advanced nail art and as well as writing her passion is photography.

She probably swears way more than she should and must be the only woman in history to hate clothes shopping. I know, right?!