Title: Clash
Author: Belle Aurora
Genre: Rock Star Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2020
Connor Clash was everything I wasn't.
He taught me how to live.
I didn't mean for things to go the way they did.
But Connor was beautiful, and I was lonely.
Falling in love wasn't part of the plan.
He betrayed me, and I was scarred.
Before I got the job, I didn't know who he was.
Now I saw him every night in my dreams.
We were two people, worlds apart, holding each other at arms length.
This was not going to end well.
Connor Clash was an asshole. And I loved him with all of my heart.
Traduzione amatoriale ⓒ a cura di Aria's Wild
Connor Clash era tutto quello che non ero.
Mi ha insegnato a vivere.
Non volevo che le cose andassero come sono andate.
Ma Connor era bellissimo e io ero sola.
Innamorarsi non faceva parte del piano.
Mi ha tradito e io sono rimasta segnata.
Prima di ottenere il lavoro, non sapevo chi fosse.
Adesso lo vedo ogni notte nei miei sogni.
Eravamo due persone, mondi separati, che si ostacolavano a vicenda
Non sarebbe finita bene.
Connor Clash era uno stronzo.
E l'ho amato con tutto il cuore.
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EXCERPT
I put my duffle on the bunk and moved to jump on in. That was when Connor appeared out of nowhere. “That’s my cubby.”
Sure. Of course, it was.
“Oh, sorry.” I slid out, taking my bag with me.
I then peered into the cubby directly behind it but Connor made a noise, lightly shaking his head. My brow lowered but my question was softly spoken. “That’s also yours?”
He folded his arms across his chest which somehow made his muscular arms look all the more muscular. When he smiled at me, the tattoo on his cheekbone lifted and I almost choked on my tongue. “Okay, then,” I whispered and moved to the back of the line, dropping my bag onto the very last bed in that row.
I shouldn’t have been surprised when Connor snatched up my bag. “That one’s mine.”
What?
How many beds did one man need?
Don’t get mad. He’s a rock star. He has more stuff than you and probably needs the space.
“Right,” I muttered, my lips thinner than they’d ever been in my entire life. When I heard his snigger, I peered up at him but his face was completely neutral.
I tried the left side, taking my bag from Connor’s hand and putting it on the middle lower bunk just beneath Hell.
My insides shriveled when he opened his mouth. “That’s mine.”
For the love of God.
I turned to him and huffed out a breath. “Are you messing with me?”
His reply was honest. “Yes.” And when he bit the tip of his tongue, my insides did a funny little shimmy.
I let out an annoyed sigh that immediately transformed into an embarrassed laugh.
He was messing with me.
Traduzione amatoriale ⓒ a cura di Aria's Wild
Misi il mio borsone sulla cuccetta e mi mossi per saltarci dentro. Fu allora che Connor apparve dal nulla. "Questo è il mio armadietto."Sicuro. Certo che lo era."Oh scusa." Scivolai fuori, portando la mia borsa con me.Poi sbirciai nel gabinetto direttamente dietro di lui, ma Connor fece un rumore, scuotendo leggermente la testa. La mia fronte si abbassò ma la mia domanda fu pronunciata a bassa voce. "Anche questo è tuo?"Incrociò le braccia sul petto, il che in qualche modo rendeva le sue braccia muscolose ancora più muscolose. Quando mi sorrise, il tatuaggio sul suo zigomo si sollevò e quasi mi soffocai con la lingua. "Va bene, allora," sussurrai e mi spostai in fondo alla fila, lasciando cadere la mia borsa sull'ultimo letto di quella fila.Non avrei dovuto essere sorpresa quando Connor afferrò la mia borsa. "Quello è mio."Che cosa?Di quanti letti aveva bisogno un uomo?Non ti arrabbiare. È una rock star. Ha più cose di te e probabilmente ha bisogno dello spazio."Giusto", mormorai, le mie labbra più sottili di quanto non fossero mai state in tutta la mia vita. Quando sentii la sua risatina, lo guardai ma il suo viso era completamente neutro.Provai il lato sinistro, prendendo la mia borsa dalla mano di Connor e mettendola sulla cuccetta centrale inferiore appena sotto il Diavolo.Le mie viscere si sono ristrette quando aprì la bocca. "Quello è mio."Per l'amor di Dio.Mi voltai verso di lui e sbuffai. "Mi stai prendendo in giro?"La sua risposta era stata onesta. "Sì." E quando si morse la punta della lingua, le mie viscere hanno fatto un piccolo tremolio divertente.Emisi un sospiro irritato che si trasformò subito in una risata imbarazzata.Mi stava prendendo in giro.
AUTHOR BIO
Belle Aurora is thirty-something year old and was born in the land down under.
At an early age she fell in love with reading. Boredom one summer had her scouring the bookshelves at home. She stumbled across Sandra Brown’s Breath of Scandal and fell in love with romance.
Having been brought up in a loud and boisterous family of Croatian descent, she developed a natural love for dramatics and laughter. Only some years ago had she discovered a new love.
Humorous romance novels.
So many authors had opened a brand new world where she could lose herself yet feel safe and at home in their stories. Belle has been known to become a screeching banshee while anxiously awaiting their newest titles.
Belle never thought she would write. It had never interested her until recently. Friend-Zoned began to form and in February this year Belle typed the words Chapter One. And she fell in love.
With words.
With writing.
With a creative imagination she never knew she harbored.
Belle Aurora is a USA Today best-selling author.
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