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Frenched Series Bundle

Frenched Series Bundle

1 Frenched Series Bundle 2015

Melanie Harlow

Frenched Series Bundle

Frenched, Yanked, Forked & Floored

MH Publishing (May 01, 2015)
Unavailable
| Kindle
762 pages | USA | English
$ 3.99 | Value: $ 3.99

Genre

  • Fiction
  • Romantic - Erotic

Plot

FRENCHED (Mia and Lucas)
When I got dumped by my stupid fiancé a week before the wedding, my plans involved nothing more than ice cream, and blanket fort, and a bonfire of his possessions.
But my friends convinced me that bitter tastes better drowned in Bordeaux, so I came to Paris for a single-moon.
Then I met him. He's shown me things I’ve never seen before, and I’m not talking about the Louvre.
Is it just the seduction of Paris? Or could this be the real thing?

YANKED (A Mia and Lucas Novella)
I never expected any of this—
Getting dumped.
Going to Paris alone.
Falling for Lucas (he was so not on my list).
We’ve done the long-distance-love thing for eight months now, and I’m ready for more. But after I discover what he’s been hiding, will he stay on my list? Or should I cross him off for good?

FORKED (Nick and Coco)
I have trouble saying no.
To shoes, handbags, the dessert tray…you name it.
But when I agreed to plan last-minute engagement bash for a spoiled Mafia princess, I had no idea she’d demand that my sexy ex cater it.
He’ll agree to work for me, but only if I agree to spend a weekend with him.
Did I mention my weakness for a**holes with tattoos?
Yeah.
I’m totally forked.

FLOORED (Erin and Charlie)
OK, fine. I’ll confess.
While my house was being robbed, I was in the shower indulging my favorite Brad Pitt fantasy (the one with the Troy costume and the handcuffs.)
But where is the justice in the world when the first cop on the scene is the former bully next door? How dare that arrogant jerk grow up to be six-foot-three inches of solid muscle with gorgeous blue eyes!
I can’t stop thinking about him. Or his handcuffs. Or his dirty mouth. Or the way he still likes to boss me around these days, only with a lot less clothing.
(Another confession—I like it now, too.)
But we’re totally wrong for each other…aren’t we?