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USA Today bestselling author Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. She’s a dedicated wife and mother with a deep love of music, makeup, and house plants. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids and husband to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South.
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It wasn’t our quiet nights by the creek or stolen kisses surrounded by a sea of cotton that saved me.
It was her.
She was my comfort when life threw one ugly tragedy after another at me.
Until she dealt me the greatest blow.
Now, abandonment, betrayal, and death darken every corner of my life. Anger and hurt burn bright where love and trust once lived.
But, now, she’s back. Sure, she’s changed, but I see through it—straight to her heart.
But for me, those last twenty yards were my sweet spot.
They didn't call me Lukas "Last Minute Lucy" Callihan for nothing.
I was at the top of my game...until life sacked me harder than any linebacker ever could.
Losing my mom was devastating and left me as the sole person responsible for my little sister.
Taking care of Ella and juggling my career was like playing the hardest game of my life.
My only saving grace was Scarlett Knox, Ella's sexy, red-headed, no-nonsense teacher.
She loved Ella. She hated me.
She thought I sucked at this parenting thing, and she wasn’t wrong.
But whenever she was around I got the same earth-shattering, heart-stopping feeling I did when I was only twenty yards from the goal line.
She made me feel like I was back in the red zone, a place I’d never fumbled.
The holidays are all merry and bright...
Until your sister decides to marry your ex—on Christmas.
Now I'm heading home to Sugar Mountain for this nightmare of a wedding.
To make matters worse, my work nemesis somehow convinced me to bring him as my date.
He's grumpy and rude—the most infuriating man on the planet. Honestly, forget decking the halls, I'd rather deck him in the face.
It doesn't help that he's unbelievably handsome. But he hates me, or so I thought.
Until one fake date changes everything.
Even my family can't help but fall for his charms.
He's blurring lines, confusing things.
Making me want to jingle his bells.
I don’t know what’s going to happen after this trip.
All I’m sure of is, faking nice has never felt this naughty.
In the months that followed, I felt like my grief would swallow me whole.
My only solace was my daughter, whose bright light guided me through the darkest of times.
I never wanted to meet someone else.
I vowed to never fall in love again, especially with a marine.
It was supposed to be no strings attached and for a while it was.
But Weston Reeves’s grumpy soul called to my tortured one.
Maybe it was the midnight rides on his bike or the way that only I could make him smile.
He lit me up, set my body afire, and for the first time in five years made me feel alive.
Our relationship was probably the worst gamble I’d ever taken.
But my stupid, wild heart needed him, even if our love was destined to burn me to ashes.
Da linebacker professionista, vivo e respiro da sempre per il football.
L’unica cosa che amo tanto quanto il gioco è il mio fratello gemello, Max, che mi ha sempre tenuto impegnato a sistemare i suoi casini.
Casini che l’hanno portato dietro le sbarre.
Quindi, non dovrei essere sorpreso quando una bellissima donna si presenta alla mia porta, dicendo di essere incinta di Max.
Glory è esasperante e folle per la maggior parte del tempo. Ma per quanto io cerchi di negarlo, quella piccola testa calda ha fatto breccia nella mia vita piatta come un uragano di categoria 5, distruggendo le mie difese e tatuando il suo nome sul mio cuore.
Ho paura che non funzionerà mai. È una mamma single, l’ex di mio fratello, e potrei rovinare tutto.
Ma se il football è la mia chiesa, Glory è il mio paradiso e non posso rinunciare a lei...
Troppo tempo era passato dall’ultima volta che avevo incrociato il suo sguardo.
Era cambiata, e così anche io.
Ero Adam Nova, ex cattivo ragazzo, ora un uomo di successo. Avevo tutto, tranne l’unica persona che volevo davvero, ed ero tornato per riprendermela.
Ma ora lei viveva nell’oscurità e della ragazza che conoscevo non era rimasto che un guscio vuoto.
Non mi importava che tentasse di nascondersi nell’ombra per fuggire da me.
L’avrei seguita tra le fiamme dell’inferno, se fosse stato necessario.
L’unica cosa che volevo era vivere sotto il suo stesso cielo.
Si stava nascondendo, ma quello splendido ragazzo non apparteneva all’oscurità.
Anche se era lì che viveva, in un mondo totalmente diverso dal mio.
Io ero Livingston Montgomery, una futura aristocratica del Sud.
Con il mondo ai miei piedi, ero sulla strada giusta per diventare una viziata esponente dell’alta società.
Ma non erano i soldi che volevo. Nè uno status sociale.
Desideravo lui, i suoi tatuaggi, il suo sorriso sarcastico, l’aria da cattivo ragazzo e tutto il resto.
Non mi importava che provenisse da un quartiere malfamato.
Non mi importava che la mia famiglia mi avesse impedito di vederlo.
Volevo solo stare insieme a lui sotto le sue stelle.
The Final Play isn’t always the end. Sometimes, it’s the beginning of something far more beautiful.
As a professional linebacker, I lived and breathed football.
The only thing I loved as much as the game was my twin brother, Max, who kept me almost as busy cleaning up his messes.
The most recent of which landed him behind bars.
So, it shouldn’t have surprised me when a beautiful woman showed up on my doorstep, claiming to be pregnant with Max’s baby.
Glory was unexpected, infuriating, and flat-out crazy most of the time.
But no matter how hard I tried to deny it, that tiny spitfire slammed into my boring life with the strength of a Category 5 hurricane, blowing through my defenses until she’d carved her name in my heart—permanently.
I feared we would never work. She was a single mom, my brother’s ex, and one more chance for me to fail yet another person I loved.
But if football was my church, then Glory was my heaven.
Box set includes Beneath His Stars, In Her Space, and Bonus Story; Christmas Beneath the Stars.
Beneath His Stars
I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky.
He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn’t belong in the dark.
Nevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine.
I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante.
With the world at my fingertips, I was well on my way to being another spoiled socialite.
But I didn’t want money.
I didn’t want social status.
I wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all.
It didn’t matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks.
It didn’t matter that my family forbade me from seeing him.
I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.
In Her Space
I was reunited with Livingston Montgomery in the broad sunshine of a Carolina morning, right where she belonged; in the light.
It’d been too long since I’d seen her face.
She had changed, but so had I.
I was Adam Nova, reformed bad boy.
Now, successful business man.
I had it all, except for the one person I’d always wanted, and now I was back to claim her.
She was living in the shadows, just a shell of the former girl I knew.
But it didn’t matter that she tried to hide from me in the dark.
I’d follow her into the deepest depths of hell.
I just wanted to be In Her Space.
**Bonus Story, Christmas Beneath the Stars
Never in a million years did I think I’d turn to an advice column for help, but I’m stuck. Moving to New York is my dream come true, but the big city is a tough place to navigate for a small-town, southern girl like me. Luckily, fate sent me my very own knight in shining armor.
Only Whitaker Aldrich didn’t ride in on his white steed to save me. He picked me up on his Harley Davidson, wearing a leather jacket and sporting a cocky smirk that doesn’t bode well for my man free diet. He screams one-night stand.
But there’s so much more to him than that bad boy billionaire persona. He's thoughtful and kind and his six-year-old son is his entire world.
That twinkle in his brilliant green eyes makes me weak in the knees and I’m terrified that I won’t be able to protect my already bruised heart. I should probably say no when he asks me to be his nanny, right?
Yeah, getting involved with Whit would be a huge mistake.
I should definitely say no. Maybe... Possibly?
The Billionaire's Babysitter
He's one of the good guys. Honorable. Reliable. I’ve loved him since we were kids. But there's no way I’ll let my wild ways tarnish his squeaky clean reputation. No matter how badly I wish he was mine. --Tillie Coletrain
Warning: This novella is chock full of sexy times, ridiculous shenanigans, and surprise weddings. You’re welcome.
**Miss Understood was previously published under the titles Jail House Rock and Wild Thing by Liberty Laine, but have been updated for re-release.