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Lies Beneath the Surface (Buried Secrets #2)
This book contains very disturbing situations, dubious consent, strong language, sexually explicit content and graphic violence.
PLEASE read Covered in Coal prior to reading Lies Beneath the Surface. Lies Beneath the Surface is NOT a cliffhanger.
Carly Jo Simon carries the weight of the world on her shoulders.
When she unearthed her daddy’s secrets, she had no idea the repercussions she would be faced to live with. Now, his secrets are her own to carry, as she fights to protect her sister Savannah from their daddy’s daunting past and their bastard brother Drew.
Savannah wears a mask of perfection, shielding everyone from the reality of her personal imprisonment. When Savannah’s secrets are exposed, Carly stands by her, hand in hand, offering Savannah the comfort
Covered in Coal (Buried Secrets #1)
**This book is intended for a mature reading audience and isn't suitable for readers under the age of 18.**
Carly Jo Simon believed that Colton Weston was her future, but he shattered her heart into tiny pieces. Just like any little girl would, she assumed her daddy would always be by her side. Unbelievably, he turned his back on her when she needed him most, leaving her with no one in her life to turn to for support. Without options, Carly runs away from the only home she's ever known, leaving behind her heartache and the betrayal of the two men she loved most.
Seven years later, Carly reluctantly returns to Kentucky. Her daddy is dying of cancer and Colton is nothing like the boy she once loved and left. After her daddy passes, Carly must uproot her life in South Carolina and take
Mend the Seams (Buried Secrets #3)
One flicker of a flame ripped my life apart. For two years now my body has defied my will to live and although the shell of my existence still roams this ungodly world -- my heart died along with my wife and son. Their blood is on my hands and living my meaningless life carefree is the ultimate punishment of my self-conviction.
Never lettin’ friends get too close to identify my pain, I suffer in the confines of my own heart, quietly. All they see is the mask -- the humbled, empathetic man. Not the guilt stricken tortured soul I truly am.
Our worlds collided like vehement waves of the perfect storm thrashing through the sea. Neither of us expected it, but both of us need to be saved from our own pain and destruction.
But the ship sailed too fast.