Nursing a broken heart, Julia takes a job far away from home in the little town of Mystic Cove. She has no interest in dating, at least for a while, but the eccentric old lady who owns the local bookstore seems to have other ideas.
Julia finally agrees to ONE date. She's surprised when things with her enigmatic blind date go well, but will she face even more heartbreak when she finds out her blind date is a vampire?
My Blind Date is a Vampire is a fun, quirky, and clean paranormal romance for all readers! It is the first book in the Love is Blind series, but each book can be read independently.
This is a new release in a 4 book series with strong, steady sales.
Why did I torture myself? What purpose did scrolling through all the wedding pictures posted online serve except to drive me deeper into depression and serve up a side of righteous indignation? What I was doing was the equivalent of picking at a scab and watching the wound bleed all over again when it was supposed to be healing. I was latching onto my feelings of hurt and betrayal when I was supposed to be moving on.
And yet, I couldn’t look away from my phone. I couldn’t log off Facebook ot Instagram. That’s how pathetic I was being right now, but how could I not be? How could I let go of all the feelings I’d been working to move past when the two people who’d hurt me more than I ever thought possible were smiling back at me from the screen, their smiles stretched from ear to ear and stars practically dancing in their eyes.
Yesterday evening, my former best friend Jessica married my ex-fiancé, Toby Wilson. I suppose I should have been thankful they waited a whole year to drive the knife hilt all the way into my back while also letting everyone forget their love was born of betrayal and callousness.
My breath shuddered in my chest, my vision blurring as I saw the names of all the people who posted pictures from the wedding reception with captions of felicitations and blessings for the newlyweds.
“Some friends!” I scoffed, ignoring the steady tears flowing down my cheeks and the salty tang as they pooled in the crease between my lips. Jess hadn’t just stolen the man I loved—or thought I was in love with. Most of the friends we shared chose sides immediately following the outcome of her treachery and cut ties with me with no compunction whatsoever. “They are in love,” they tried to reason. “Why stand in the way of that? You can just find someone else!”
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