Release Boost! Weather the Storm (Southern Roots #3) by L.K. Farlow

Title: Weather the Storm

Series: The Southern Roots Series

Author: LK Farlow

Genre: NA/Contemporary Romance

Release Date: April 26, 2018

 

"Weather the Storm is a heady blend of sweet, steamy and emotional with a dash of suspense. Readers' hearts will ache for Magnolia while simultaneously cheering for her. She's escaped an abusive marriage and is getting back on her feet and finding her confidence again. Simon is swoony; he's a all around GOOD guy. He falls hard for Magnolia, and he's perfectly patient with her as she heals from trauma. Farlow handles emotional and physical abuse with the appropriate seriousness while also delivering a compelling and beautiful romance." - Mary at USAT's HEA

"Weather the Storm is everything you can hope for in a book, and more. It has the sweet, southern charm we've come to expect from an LK Farlow story, but with an edge of suspense as you wait to find out how Magnolia and Simon's story is going to play out." - Megan Green, author of The Off-Season

"No one does sweet southern romance like LK Farlow. Weather the Storm is about so much more than a love story. Simon's protectiveness and Magnolia's strength sucked me in from the beginning." - Jennifer Van Wyk, author of Feels Like Home

"I highly recommend this book--definitely one of my top reads of 2018 and Mrs. Farlow's best work yet!" - Lo Brynolf, author of Bashful

Magnolia Ellington is all too aware that dangerous things can come in shiny packages. Her husband made sure to teach her that.

Desperate to escape his wrath—and his fists—she flees in the dark of night. Seeking safety and shelter with the only family she has left, Magnolia finds herself in the sleepy, Southern town of Dogwood—and in the arms of Simon McAllister.

Simon has always been more of a thinker than a doer. That changes the minute he meets shy and mysterious Magnolia. She has him rushing into action, ready and willing to do whatever it takes to earn her trust.

Slowly, with his steadfast determination and kind heart, Simon brings Magnolia out of her shell. But just as things start heating up between the two of them, the darkness of Magnolia’s past resurfaces, threatening to rip apart everything they’ve worked so hard for.

With their future hanging in the balance, Simon fears he’s losing Magnolia. Now, he must convince her that, together, they can weather the storm.

Magnolia launches herself at me, kissing me all over—my face, my chest, everywhere. “Slow down, pretty girl. We have time.”

“I’m just s-so happy, Simon.”

“I am too, believe me, but we need to get ready at some point so we can go down and talk to Mateo about your car.”

She deflates a little at the mention of it. Luckily, I know just the way to perk her back up. “Let’s get showered?”

“T-together?” she asks, her cheeks going rosy.

“I was hopin’.” I keep my tone light, not wanting her to feel pressured.

Wordlessly, Magnolia rises from the bed and drags the shirt she’s wearing over her head, dropping it at her feet.

“Swear to God, Goldilocks, I’ll never get tired of lookin’ at you.”

She bites her lip, though not because she’s nervous. Nah, my girl’s turned the hell on, and I very much intend to do something about it.

I scoot to the edge of the bed and pull her toward me so she’s standing between my legs. I place a kiss to her right hip, and then to her left, my eyes never leaving hers. Magnolia sighs in pleasure at the contact. I skim my nose across the expanse of smooth, tan skin between her hips until I’m just below her belly button. I press an open-mouthed kiss to her soft yet toned stomach, nipping lightly as I pull away.

“C’mon, let’s go get dirty so we can get clean.” I say the words as a joke, but when I look back up at Magnolia, her eyes are glazed over with want and need.

Grabbing her hand, I guide her to the shower. Once the water feels just right, I help her over the ledge of the tub, climbing in right behind her. Under the spray of the hot water, I make good on my promise of getting us dirty, using my hands and my mouth to make her feel so damn good, her bones feel like jelly.

Even though she’s spent, my girl offers to return the favor, but I decline. It’s not because I don’t want her, because shit, I do. Rather, I want her to know she’s worth more to me than her body. I want her to know she always comes first, literally and figuratively.

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LK Farlow (A.K.A Kate) is a small town girl with a love for words. She’s been writing stories and poems for as long she can remember. A Southern girl through and through, Kate resides in beautiful, sunny LA—that’s Lower Alabama, y’all—with her amazing husband and three wonderful children. When she’s not writing, you can find her snuggled up on the couch watching nature documentaries while she crochets or with her nose in a book. All Kate really wants in this life is her family happy, strong coffee, a good book and more Happily Ever After’s.

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