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Cover of The Runaway: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (Savage Mountain Men)

The Runaway: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (Savage Mountain Men)

✍ Scribed by Lane, Mika


Book ID
110510420
Publisher
Headlands Publishing
Year
2019
Tongue
English
Weight
96 KB
Series
Savage Mountain Men 2
Category
Fiction
ASIN
B07S9ZKJL9

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✦ Synopsis


I was a hunted woman. Taken in by 4 mountain mercenaries. Accepting their help was a mistake. Why? Because mercenaries trust no one. They’re scarred and damaged men. And now they won’t let me go. I thought I was lucky to be alive. But now that I’m on Savage Mountain, I’m not so sure. Think life with four sexy, demanding hired killers is fun? Think again. This naughty, over-the-top romance includes 4 hulking mountain men with checkered pasts and doubtful futures, claiming the one woman they can’t live without. If you love outrageous stories that a bit of spanking, tying up, voyeurism, and tough military dudes, this might be the book for you.


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4 hot mountain mercenaries charged with protecting me. So was I a houseguest? Or a prisoner? Because I sure as hell felt trapped, even if they were keeping me alive. So I split. Flew the coop. Got the hell out of dodge. I figured I could do better on my own. And how wrong I was. Why’d I do i

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Injured in the woods. Taken in by 4 hunky mountain men. They had one simple rule. I broke it anyway. Why’d I do it? Because I’m a nosy brat. I had to know what they were doing on Savage Mountain. Why were they hiding there? And when I found, out, I was sorry I’d snooped. Because these weren’

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The remote sanctuary of Savage Mountain was never meant to be a hideaway for damsels in distress. So when I saw a beautiful bride in a dirty wedding dress drowning her sorrows, I knew better than to get involved. My mercenary training told me to walk on by. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I need