Title:
True Love: The Complete Trilogy box
set
Author:
Harper Bentley
Release
Date: March 20, 2015
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Author Harper Bentley comes all three True Love books together in one boxed
set!
True
Love, Book 1 - Discovering Us
They wanted forever... but sometimes forever's not
that easy.
Ellen has loved Jagger since she was five and he was seven
when they kissed through the chain link fence at school. She’s had
their wedding planned since she was twelve and is ready for a happily ever
after with him, but life just isn't that neat and tidy. Although they
lost contact over the years, which broke her heart, during Jag's senior
year in high school, sophomore Ellen catches his eye once again and their
friendship is back on. When things between them gradually develop into
something more, Ellen wants to give herself completely to Jag, but
he’s not so sure he wants to risk their relationship in taking things
to the next level. When Jag is drafted to the Dodgers as the hot, new pitcher
of the team, Ellen decides to go with him, transferring colleges and leaving
her friends and family behind. But things get more and more complicated when
busy schedules, a slimy agent and a supermodel disrupt their lives, which makes
Ellen question whether they’ll ever get their perfect
forever.
True Love, Book 2
– Finding Us
They wanted forever... but does forever deserve a second
chance?
Jag Jensen and Ellen Love had been best friends their whole
lives until he turned thirteen and started noticing girls his own age, but that
didn't mean he stopped watching out for eleven-year-old Ellen. By his
senior year in high school, baseball had taken the front seat in his life, with
a scholarship to college and a pro career looming on the horizon, when
sophomore Ellen caught his attention and they struck up their friendship again.
Although Ellen wanted more, Jag didn't want to drag her into what he
knew would be a crazy life, but love has a way of deciding one's
future, and eventually they became a couple. Ellen followed him to California
as he began his pro career, but his wild and hectic lifestyle screwed
everything up.
Now Jag is lost, realizing he's never been without
his best friend in his life. Learning to live without Ellen doesn't
settle well with him, so while trying to remain at the top of his career, he
also wants to get his girl back, which proves to be more difficult than he
thought it'd be. Will Ellen give him another chance or does that sort
of thing only happen in the sappy romance novels she always used to read? Jag
hopes she's willing to try again as he puts his heart on the line for
the woman he knows will always be his forever and a day.
True Love, Book 3
– Finally Us
They wanted forever… but is forever really their
destiny?
After several misunderstandings and unsavory characters get
in their way, Ellen Love and Jag Jensen have called it quits after nine years
of being together. Now they find themselves in places with which
they’re not accustomed: Ellen is trying to get used to the idea of
dating another man, having never gone out with anyone other than Jag, while Jag
is coping with an injury and the loss of baseball, a game he’s played
for over twenty years. Neither is sure how to handle their new situation, but
they’re dealing.
When a surprise trade lands Jag right back in the middle of
things and right back into Ellen’s life, new boyfriend and all, can
he keep his cool and try to recover what they once had? Does Ellen still carry
a torch for her first love or has she already fallen for her new baseball
player, making it too late for them to start again?
The fight is on as Jag goes head-to-head with
Ellen’s new love interest as he tries proving to her that their love
deserves another shot.
Discovering
Us (True Love #1)
Prologue
They
say nothing improves the memory more than trying to
forget.
Well, this
“They” can bite me.
As far as
I’m concerned, the hippocampus in my brain which stores long-term
memory (yeah, I’ve looked that shit up) can go screw
itself. And since I’m going there, the prefrontal cortex
can take a hike too. If it wasn’t for my stupid cranium, I think my mental
health would be just fine, thank you very much. And that’s not a
weirdly ironic statement, huh? But as it stands, my awesome retention of past
happenings has played just too strong a role in my life leading me to some
serious heartache.
I’m
twenty-five years old, I’ve had a mostly decent life so far, but when
the memories invade my mind… they always lead me back to
Jag.
And I become a
mess.
See, Jagger Knox
Jensen was already set up for stardom with a cooler-than-hell name (his father
had played lead guitar in a pretty famous rock band in the 70s and decided that
any kids of his needed awesome names to go with the “cool”
that came with, well, playing in a pretty famous rock band in the
70s).
Then there was me,
set on the path to the humdrums with my very plain, very average name. Um,
thanks again, Mom, for naming me after that Ripley chick in
those Alien movies. Appreciate it. No,
really.
My name is Ellen
Love. Bleh. Saying my name aloud sounds like you’re trying to tell
someone what letter’s in my last name. Insert look of disgust
here.
Anyway, growing up,
Jag and I lived on the same block in a suburb just outside of Chicago. I was a
certified tomboy (having three older brothers I really had no other choice),
and since Jag and I were the only kids around the same age in our neighborhood,
we played together almost every day for
years.
Summers
found us riding our bikes up and down our tree-lined street, swimming in the
heated pool in my backyard, or writing our names with silvery sparklers on the
Fourth of July; winters we’d plop onto our backs to make snow angels
in each other’s powdery-white-blanketed front yards, drink hot
chocolate loaded with melty marshmallows in the clubhouse in his backyard, or
run to each other’s houses hauling along what wonderful wealth of
goodies Santa had brought us.
The entwinement of
our lives was fated from the moment the ice cream truck slowly meandered its way
through the neighborhood, and as we both eagerly licked on our Spiderman pops,
we realized we were the only kids our age in the
area.
And
thus our story began.
This is the first
part of it. Bear with me. There’s been a lot of shit that’s
gone down.
Harper Bentley has
taught high school English for 22 years. Although she’s managed to
maintain her sanity regardless of her career choice, jumping into the world of
publishing her own books goes to show that she might be closer to the ledge
than was previously thought.
After traveling the nation in her younger years as a
military brat, having lived in Alaska, Washington State and California, she now
resides in Oklahoma with her teenage daughter, two dogs and one cat, happily
writing stories that she hopes her readers will
enjoy.
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