Love Scars – 4: Exposed
Copyright © 2013 Lark Lane
Published by LarkyLark Press
Cover design by eyemaidthis
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. With the exception of quotes used in reviews, no part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work.
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Love Scars, a new adult steamy romance serial:
1. Scratch
2. Deeper
3. Stop
4. Exposed
5. Cover
LOVE SCARS
Part Four: Exposed
Nora Deven was seventeen when her family was killed. Now twenty-three, she’s raised her niece the past six years by taking on massive student loans. When Nora’s offered the chance to pay off her debt through a little benign corporate spying, she takes it—though the job may shatter the tenuous defenses she’s built around her pain.
Tech genius J.D. Reider was a multimillionaire at eighteen. Now twenty-eight and worth billions, J.D.’s wealth hasn’t shielded him from being scarred by love. Then J.D. meets Nora Deven, a fragile graduate student used by a rival to sabotage the biggest project in his company’s history. Nora could unwittingly ruin J.D.’s company, but his real fear is she’ll destroy the fortress he’s built around his heart.
They can heal each other’s love scars, if only they can see past them.
In Part 4 , Exposed: J.D. struggles to stay away from Nora until he can tell her the truth, but he learns something from Nicole which makes it impossible. Meanwhile Nora confronts her past and exposes a horrible secret buried years ago.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 1
By now it was clear no one used the front door at Nora’s house. All the action happened in the backyard. Brad and I went through the side gate. Up on the deck hamburgers were cooking on the grill, but there was no one around.
“Hey, guys!” Lisa called through the open window at the kitchen sink, waving us in. Brad grinned like a fool as he opened the sliding glass door. My heart went out to the guy, but he needed to move on.
Lisa stood at the counter with a young girl, the two of them slicing tomatoes and onions for the burgers. The girl was like Nora, a few inches taller and more athletic. She had the same brown hair, though curlier and short, and her eyes were green.
I must be getting old. Eighteen looked younger every year.
“Happy birthday, kid,” Brad said.
“How nice. You came,” Frank said. In the history of sarcasm, no one ever meant the opposite more.
He walked past us with an empty tray and went outside. A few seconds later he appeared on the deck, framed by the wisteria at the kitchen window. If I owned the place I’d take out that wall, make it nothing but glass, and extend the deck another ten feet. The view of the lawn, the granite outcroppings, and the oak trees would be amazing.
Actually, I had no business even being there, let alone making renovations in my head. I hardly knew these people. I didn’t know Nora’s niece at all. But I couldn’t help myself. I told myself I was being a good friend, supporting Brad in his misplaced devotion. I really just wanted to see Nora again.
“Happy birthday, Stacey.” I handed the kid “my” present—the bike helmet Brad had picked out and bought and wrapped.
“Birthday loot. Awesome.” She grinned and put down her knife and accepted the box. “What could it be?” She was a cutie. I liked her immediately.
Copyright © 2013 Lark Lane
Published by LarkyLark Press
Cover design by eyemaidthis
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. With the exception of quotes used in reviews, no part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work.
For notice when the next episode is available, sign up here .
Love Scars, a new adult steamy romance serial:
1. Scratch
2. Deeper
3. Stop
4. Exposed
5. Cover
LOVE SCARS
Part Four: Exposed
Nora Deven was seventeen when her family was killed. Now twenty-three, she’s raised her niece the past six years by taking on massive student loans. When Nora’s offered the chance to pay off her debt through a little benign corporate spying, she takes it—though the job may shatter the tenuous defenses she’s built around her pain.
Tech genius J.D. Reider was a multimillionaire at eighteen. Now twenty-eight and worth billions, J.D.’s wealth hasn’t shielded him from being scarred by love. Then J.D. meets Nora Deven, a fragile graduate student used by a rival to sabotage the biggest project in his company’s history. Nora could unwittingly ruin J.D.’s company, but his real fear is she’ll destroy the fortress he’s built around his heart.
They can heal each other’s love scars, if only they can see past them.
In Part 4 , Exposed: J.D. struggles to stay away from Nora until he can tell her the truth, but he learns something from Nicole which makes it impossible. Meanwhile Nora confronts her past and exposes a horrible secret buried years ago.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 1
By now it was clear no one used the front door at Nora’s house. All the action happened in the backyard. Brad and I went through the side gate. Up on the deck hamburgers were cooking on the grill, but there was no one around.
“Hey, guys!” Lisa called through the open window at the kitchen sink, waving us in. Brad grinned like a fool as he opened the sliding glass door. My heart went out to the guy, but he needed to move on.
Lisa stood at the counter with a young girl, the two of them slicing tomatoes and onions for the burgers. The girl was like Nora, a few inches taller and more athletic. She had the same brown hair, though curlier and short, and her eyes were green.
I must be getting old. Eighteen looked younger every year.
“Happy birthday, kid,” Brad said.
“How nice. You came,” Frank said. In the history of sarcasm, no one ever meant the opposite more.
He walked past us with an empty tray and went outside. A few seconds later he appeared on the deck, framed by the wisteria at the kitchen window. If I owned the place I’d take out that wall, make it nothing but glass, and extend the deck another ten feet. The view of the lawn, the granite outcroppings, and the oak trees would be amazing.
Actually, I had no business even being there, let alone making renovations in my head. I hardly knew these people. I didn’t know Nora’s niece at all. But I couldn’t help myself. I told myself I was being a good friend, supporting Brad in his misplaced devotion. I really just wanted to see Nora again.
“Happy birthday, Stacey.” I handed the kid “my” present—the bike helmet Brad had picked out and bought and wrapped.
“Birthday loot. Awesome.” She grinned and put down her knife and accepted the box. “What could it be?” She was a cutie. I liked her immediately.
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