She’s the one woman he could never shake or forget. Nora Cantres was buried so fucking far inside Connelly he didn’t have breath left for anyone else. She’d managed to avoid him for more than a decade, but now the running stops. He’s made damn sure of it. Yet just when he’s got her in his bed, in his life, the secret she’s been hiding is unexpectedly revealed, blowing his entire world sky high.
Connelly Colloway was every man’s man. Confident. A little cocky. A whole lot of sexy. Once upon a time Nora thought he was hers, but then he betrayed her in the worst possible way, setting them on paths that didn’t include the other. Now he’s wormed his way back into her life and while she’s never loved anyone but him, she can’t let him back inside. She has too much to hide, too much to lose.
But when Karma finally catches up to them the only question is: can he forgive her monumental deceit or will she lose everything she holds dear, including Connelly?
Book 4 in a 4 book series. Each book features a different brother and each can be read as a STANDALONE. To get the full Colloway Brother experience, however, it's most enjoyable to read in order.
***Mature readers only, 18+. Features alpha men with foul language and penchant for hot sex.
- Original Title:Destination Connelly (The Colloway Brothers #4)
- Author:K.L. Kreig
- Rating:8.88 / 10
- Publisher:Published June 27th 2016
Karma is king.
Karma is a bitch.
Karma is a dish best served warm. Or maybe that’s revenge? No matter. Isn’t revenge nature’s karma anyway?
There are hundreds of sayings about how we each reap what we sow. How we each get what we deserve in the end.
But the one I think fits this situation best is: Karma has no deadline.
And as I run my thumb over the eclectic navy logo on the corner of the pristine linen paper, I know this saying couldn’t be truer.
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He’s finally found me.
It was inevitable, really. I knew this day would happen; I just hoped to stave it off a little bit longer. Like maybe forever.
I try to stop falling into the past, to the last night we had together—the only night we were ...