Series: Confessions of the Heart, #1
Published by A.L. Jackson Books on September 10th, 2018
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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My daddy warned me never to fall for a boy like Jace Jacobs...
The second I saw him walk through the door, I knew he was trouble.
A gorgeous rebel with a bad attitude and a huge chip on his shoulder.
My heart warned me.
I didn’t listen.
I saw something protective and good beneath the fierce, tough exterior.
I fell hard and fast.He promised we’d be together forever, and then left me with a broken heart.
Now, ten years later, Jace Jacobs is standing at my door.
Sexier than he’s ever been.
Provocative and commanding.
Successful and powerful.
The man I always knew he would become.
But I promised myself I’d never lose my heart to him again.
Even time couldn’t dim our chemistry.
One glance of his intense eyes, and I become weak.
One brush of his hand, and he brings me to my knees.
Little do I know, Jace holds the key to everything I’ve lost and everything that threatens my future.
Now he will either save me, or he will break me all over again . . .
More of You – a Confessions of the Heart second-chance, stand-alone romance
More of You
The first stand-alone romance in A.L. Jackson’s new Confessions of the Heart series…
A.L. Jackson kicks of her confessions of the heart series with a stunning second chance, romantic suspense love story. I found myself fully engrossed in this delicious story set in the south, following the lives of once childhood sweethearts, Jace and Faith, as they find themselves facing down a mysterious threat that promises to stop at nothing to get what they want. Will this threat being them back together or push them further apart?
The plot is rich in action and intrigue as we learn about the decade that Jace and Faith have been separated, and the loss Faith has recently experienced and how that brought Jace back into her life. Jace is a man who feels a deep need to protect Faith. Their shared history is explored through flashbacks, from both of their points of view, and most of it is telling as to how they felt about themselves and how that plays into the future of their relationship.
Make no mistake, the decade apart does nothing to quell their connection. It’s soul deep and sensual, but wrought with a complicated history. What happens in the time between, choices they both make, will make it hard for them to move through it. Jackson sets this up in a way that will make you wonder if a HEA between them will ever be possible.
Is it ridiculous that one of the highlights of the story is Faith’s daughter Bailey, and Jacksons’ uncanny ability to affect a child’s voice? She is a master of this, writing the dialogue so that interactions between Bailey all adults, but especially Jace, that makes the story all that much more real, and make my heart happy. It’s the little details that Jackson employs in her writing that makes a 5 star read for me. I highly recommend this and am very much looking forward to more stories in this series!
~Review by Cyndi
My loves!! It’s here – the first stand-alone novel in my new CONFESSIONS OF THE HEART series. Oh my gosh, I have to confess, MORE OF YOU absolutely stole my heart.
Writing Jace and Faith’s story was one of my best experiences as an author. Their story poured out of me, their chemistry so intense and palpable that the words burned inside and came to life in a way I’d never imagined!
It’s packed with all the feels.
It’s everything and more that I’d hoped it be.
I fell so hard for MORE OF YOU, and I know you will, too.
Are you ready for my newest romance?
“Let me take care of you.” The words grated from my tongue.
She blinked at me. “Why did you really come here, Jace? After all this time? After all these years? What is it you want?”
“I need to be here. I tri—”
The confession locked in my throat, and I swallowed hard, forcing it out between the constriction I could feel baring down on every cell in my body.
“I tried to stay away. But I couldn’t. Not knowing what’s happening. Not knowing what you’ve been through.”
Not knowing just how fucking deep Joseph had gotten. Not knowing the lengths those assholes might go to. I was getting a better and better idea of what that might be.
An anger so intense I saw black curled through my muscles.
I could feel it, a wire tripping somewhere inside me, one of those pieces I’d been trying to keep contained, held back, ripped free.
No way in hell was I backing down from this. No way in hell was I walking away from her.
“I’m moving in.”
She reared back. “What?”
“You heard what I said.”
A heated anger rushed in to take over the helplessness. “Well, I thought I did . . . and what I think I just heard you say was you’re movin’ in here, and that’s not goin’ to happen.”
“You need someone here to look after you. Besides . . . there are what? Eight rooms here? You will hardly notice me, and someone needs to be here to watch over things.”
“And you think that job lands on you?” It was all a rushed horror as she pushed back her chair and stumbled to her feet.
So intense my chest tightened.
Protectiveness pulsing out. Filling everything.
“I think that’s exactly what it is.”
Harsh, hoarse laughter rocked from her, and she was biting at her lip like she wanted to bite back her words.
“You are the last person I want movin’ in here. I already told you, all of this is too hard. It feels too complicated. It’s hard enough you bein’ outside. You want to take up the inside, too?”
I edged closer, breathing in all that intensity.
Taking it on as my own.
Standing next to the girl felt like inhaling life.
Did she think this wasn’t going to be brutal for me, too?
My voice quieted, though it was hard as stone. “You aren’t safe here. You’re scared. You can’t deny that.”
I edged closer, and she edged back. She hit the wall behind her.
She was so close.
So damned close I wanted to take one step closer and feel all of her. What it was like to be against that skin.
Her words were so rough she could barely force them out. “Then I’ll call my daddy to come and stay.”
My fingers were back to toying with a lock of her hair, my head angled to the side. “Let me take care of you, Faith. Let me be the one.”
“Please . . . let me do this for you. I’m your family, whether you like it or not.”
“This is a terrible idea,” she whispered. Like it was her last plea.
“It might be the only good one I’ve ever had.”
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