Ice Queen - Monroe, Lilian
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I'm a queen. Nothing more. Not a woman, not a widow, and definitely not a mother. The newspapers call me stoic, but I just call it survival... ...until Asher shows up, and a hairline crack appears on the surface of the ice that's kept me safe for so long. My childhood friend is all grown up. Broad shoulders, smoldering gaze, hands that make my mind run wild. For the first time in years, I remember what it feels like to want. To be wanted. He melts the frost clinging to my heart and shows me everything I've pushed away. Offers me a new life with the brush of his lips against mine, a whisper in…mehr

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I'm a queen. Nothing more. Not a woman, not a widow, and definitely not a mother. The newspapers call me stoic, but I just call it survival... ...until Asher shows up, and a hairline crack appears on the surface of the ice that's kept me safe for so long. My childhood friend is all grown up. Broad shoulders, smoldering gaze, hands that make my mind run wild. For the first time in years, I remember what it feels like to want. To be wanted. He melts the frost clinging to my heart and shows me everything I've pushed away. Offers me a new life with the brush of his lips against mine, a whisper in my ear, a curl of heat in the deepest part of my core. But Asher has secrets, and I have responsibilities. A queen can't put down her crown for anything. Not for love. Not even for betrayal. Definitely not for Asher.
Autorenporträt
Lilian Monroe lives in a luxurious jungle treehouse surrounded by lush greenery, with an army of scantily-clad men with rippling abdominal muscles ready to attend to her every need. No, wait. That's not true. Lilian Monroe spends her days dangling her feet into her pool, while the scantily-clad pool boy with rippling abdominal muscles feeds her chocolate covered strawberries and massages her back. Okay, okay. You got me. That's not true either. Let's try again. Lilian Monroe lives at home with her two children, three dogs and twelve chickens. Her husband likes to work shirtless in the back yard. His sweaty, gleaming abdominal muscles ripple with every movement and he- I'm sorry I have to stop. Fine, I'll admit it, that one isn't true either. How about this: Lilian Monroe loves thinking about men with rippling abdominal muscles serving her hand and foot, and she wants you to think about them too! She is an avid reader, writer, and lover of all things romance. She loves everything from bad boys to billionaires. Her books are packed with hot hot heat, action, suspense, and everything from second chances to single dads. She hates cheating and loves a good happily ever after (and rippling abs).