MEMORIES OF US
Author: Kennedy L. Mitchell
Release Date: December 10, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
ABOUT THE BOOK
MEMORIES OF US is a standalone, second chance contemporary romance filled with twists and turns as a forgotten past is remembered.
I’m a desperate man.
The memories I’ve lost now threaten my future.
After years spent escaping my family’s high society drama I’m back in town to fix my past.
Only one person can help: The gorgeous and headstrong Rebeka Harding who hates me for something I can't remember.
I’ll do anything including striking a unique deal with the one woman I want but can’t touch.
She agrees with one condition – just friends, no benefits.
We’ll see how long that lasts.
For thirteen years, I’ve resented Brenton Graves for deserting me.
I’ve tried to move on, refusing to think about what might have been.
Now he’s back in town, seeking redemption and looking as sexy as ever.
When he asks for my help, I know better than to accept.
But I will. Because no matter how much I want to hate Brenton, I don’t.
Five days to help him remember and for me to finally get closure.
It's what I need, but his touch is what I crave.
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“Second chances, 5 stars”
Rebeka’s life hasn’t been the same since the car accident years ago. The life she thought was ahead of her changed and its about to change again. Will she listen to what Brenton has to say or will she shut him down before he even gets a chance? There is one thing Rebeka has learned is that nothing goes according to plan.
Brenton once lived a life on the reckless side, but times have changed and he’s always in control. Or so he thinks. When he goes home after the death of his grandfather he’s in for the shock of his life. He never expected Rebeka. Will she help him remember what he can’t?
I loved Memories of Us. I didn’t know about the whole amnesia thing before I started, I was on the fence about it but by the end I was happy with it. These two were meant to be and it was more than obvious. Memories of Us pulled me in from the get-go and now that it’s over I can’t help but wonder if Mitchell will give us a little more of them in the future.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kennedy lives in Dallas with her husband, son, and 80lb Goldendoodle who still believes he’s a lap dog. A bookworm at heart, Kennedy loves to snuggle up in bed or by the campfire with an unputdownable book. She began writing two years ago with Falling for the Chance and has no plans of stopping. Her novels are witty, action-packed, and offer enough steam for a great facial. If you like strong heroines and sexy, tattooed men who can’t keep their hands off them, then this author is the one for you.
The tips of my fingers grasped the truck door handle, but a set of large hands gripped my shoulders and swiveled me, pushing my back against the scorching metal. The brisk walk and proximity to him had my heart thundering against my ribs and my chest heaving with each labored breath.
“Where in the hell are you going? I told you to stop,” he said, not even breathing hard after his chase.
“Home.” I shifted to turn, but his grip only tightened. “Let go, B. You did it once before. I'm sure it'll be even easier the second time around.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” he gritted out. “What did I do? Who did I leave?”
Mouth gaping, I relaxed a fraction, only to tense again when Kyle shoved Brenton so hard that the tight grip on my shoulders released.
“Get the fuck off her,” Kyle yelled, taking a step toward Brenton with his fists raised.
“Listen, I'm just trying to—”
“What do you mean, 'What did I do'?” I asked, taking a step toward the two fuming men.
Brenton's green eyes cut to mine. “I—fuck! Get the hell off me.” He shoved Kyle, sending him stumbling back several steps.
Attention back on me, Brenton moved closer, eyes searching mine. “It means I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. I don't understand why you're so pissed. Hell, I don't even know why I'm out here right now. All I know is—” He shot an annoyed look at Ryder and Kyle. “Can we have two seconds here?”