Author: Stephanie Rose
Series: Second Chances #2.5
Published by Self-Published
Release Date May 24, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
More Info: Goodreads
I've always been lost...
Abandoned by a father who didn't want me. Cherished by a stepfather, though I wasn’t his. Shattered by a boy who swore he loved me.
But I belonged nowhere, to no one.
Then I met Owen, the sweet-talking hockey player who made me love him. He gave me the courage to trust in someone besides myself. He showed me a love I longed for.
When an unwanted ghost comes knocking on my door, my heartbreaking history threatens to repeat itself. But where do I turn if I lose everyone? And how do I find where I belong, when I’m still Finding Me?
Title: Finding Me
Series: Second Chances #2.5
Author: Stephanie Rose
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: May 24, 2016
Cover Design: Najla Qamber Designs
“Hey, Bella, right?” My pencil dropped out of my hand as I jumped at the voice next to our table. That was the second time today I caught myself gawking at Owen as he walked away. I studied his ass so much, I’d memorized the fraying denim on his back pockets. Blinking my leering eyes, I turned to a sort of familiar face.
“Yeah. I’m sorry but I don’t know your name.”
“Paul. I’m in Intro to Psychology with you.” Paul was cute in a non-mentionable type of way. With his dark features and average build and height, he easily blended into a crowd—and my psych class was over three hundred people. I spent most of that class feeling like an ant.
“Oh, right.” I smacked my forehead in faked recognition. “I’m sorry. That class is huge.”
Paul chuckled as he nodded. “It’s a good thing Professor Brightman is interesting. It would suck for him to look out and see three hundred people sleeping.” He let out a nervous laugh as he gazed at me.
I smiled back. “I guess you’re right. It’s hard to notice anything or anyone in those seats, though. I’m sure people take naps in that class anyway.”
“Well,” Paul sighed as his eyes dropped to the ground. “I noticed you. From pretty much the first day.”
“Oh,” I replied in a whisper. I was only here on a study date, even though I almost let myself pretend it was more. Paul seemed nice but, whether it was misplaced or not, my interest was in the hockey player waiting by the barista. Should I force myself to flirt with Paul? That wouldn’t be fair to either of us, but putting all my eggs in one unattainable basket wasn’t exactly healthy either.
Paul grabbed the back of the chair next to me and raised his eyebrows in question. “Can I sit? I’d love to get to know the girl behind the pretty face.”
“Seat’s taken.” A southern growl behind me made Paul’s face fall.
Owen placed my iced coffee and straw in front of me as he glared at Paul.
Paul let out a long sigh and nodded. “Sorry, Owen. I didn’t realize you were with Bella.”
“We’re on a study—”
“It’s cool, Paul. See you at practice later.” Owen sat in his chair and scooted it closer to me.
Paul nodded and gave me a sheepish smile before traipsing away.
Okay, what was that? “You know Paul?”
He nodded without looking up. “He’s one of the third line freshmen on the team. Doesn’t seem like a bad guy, I guess.” With a sour face I wasn’t used to seeing, he dug into his bag and pulled out a notebook. If I didn’t know better, I’d have said he was jealous. I sucked in my bottom lip to fight the twitch of a satisfied smile.
“I don’t really know him. He’s in my Intro to Psych class. Too many people in there to really know who anyone is.”
“You know what we should do?” Owen met my gaze as he leaned back in his chair.
I took a slurp of my coffee and squinted at Owen. “Enlighten me.”
Owen laughed as the front legs of his chair dropped to the floor and he leaned forward. “We should go out.”
With the straw still in my mouth, I froze. “Out?”
Owen nodded and gave me a sideways glance. “Yeah, out. You. Me. Without books or ledgers. We can celebrate how well we both did on the midterm—or how well you did and how I got by thanks to you.” Owen’s brow raised as he awaited my answer, but I didn’t know how to reply.
“I really don’t mind helping you. I get to study a little extra too, so it helps both of us.” Still ignoring his question, I opened my notes and skimmed to the midterm review questions. Owen inched closer to peer at my book, and I resented the jump in my pulse whenever he came near me. We’d been meeting twice a week for one hour at a time since the beginning of the semester, and each day I was more drawn to him than the one before. Last Thursday, Owen met me at the library straight after hockey practice when his hair was still damp from the shower. All I could think of for the first fifteen minutes was how the rest of his body looked wet, drops of water dripping across every muscle and hard ridge.
Owen was the first man I had dreams of licking while I was still awake.
To Samantha Christensen, Lucas Hunter was always the guy—the sexy, smart and unattainable man she pined for throughout college. To Lucas, she was a treasured friend, a younger sister he felt the need to protect. She had a choice—to wait and hope, or to settle.
When they meet again years later, Lucas looks at Samantha and sees a woman he wants—even though she’s not free to take. As they renew their friendship he finds he’s falling hard, and can’t accept any less than all of her.
Samantha realizes there’s hope with Lucas. Will she finally have a chance to be happy with the man she’s always loved, or will obligations and insecurities stand in their way?
Can Samantha and Lucas convince each other that they belong together? That it was Always You?
Always You is the first novel in the Second Chances series. Each novel will be an interconnected standalone about second chances at love. Due to sexual situations, its recommended for readers 18 and up.
I spent my life searching for love, but Evan was right there all along. As gorgeous on the inside as he was on the outside, I never had to wonder if he loved me. He showed me with every glance, every sweet touch, every scorching kiss.
I wanted nothing more than to give him my forever—until I found out I may not have one.
Paige was the girl of my dreams. So beautiful in every way; no one would ever compare. I feared she would never be mine, and then she became my everything. I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life.
I wanted her to be my forever. But love may not be enough.
Why do I have to say good-bye to the love of my life? How can I let you go—when it’s always been only you?