- Il primo, Crave, racconta della protagonista il cui matrimonio è fallito e ora si ritrova a pensare ad una donna con cui una volta aveva avuto una storia e ora vorrebbe riprovarci. The marriage failed. Maybe we never really loved each other. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be. He went his way, I went mine. Now, the children have left, and I find myself feeling lonely. I find myself thinking of somebody I was once involved with… A woman. She was gorgeous, sexy as sin. We laughed together, kissed, made love day and night. But… time moves on. So did we. Now, though… I find myself wanting to meet her again. Wondering how she is. Wondering if time has been kinder to her than it has to me. It’s silly, to dote on the possibility… the ‘what if’. But what if we could rekindle that old flame again? What if this could be a second chance? Not just lust… not just fun. A second chance at love? I’m going to take that chance. I need to take that chance.
- Il secondo, Desire, parla di una donna che vuol cercare sè stessa ma si ritrova a provare un sentimento a lei sconosciuto per un'altra donna che le propone di trasferirsi come coinquilina. After giving up on the idea of marriage to a man, Harriet is starting over. More than ever, she’s focused on finding herself and what she wants in life, and when the opportunity to move in with Zoelle presents itself, she can hardly say no. After all, she needs a new place to live, and the arrangement with Zoelle seems like it would be perfect... and not just because she finds herself exceedingly attracted to the young woman, something Harriet is not entirely familiar with... Zoelle leads a quiet, private life - but you wouldn’t know it from the outside. Confident and assertive, most assume her sense of self to be unshakeable, but in reality, she longs for love... and finds it hard to make the first move.
- Il terzo, Covet, racconta la storia della protagonista che viene assunta come detective da un ex marito geloso per spiare la moglie verso cui, pian piano, comincia a provare dei sentimenti. I was sent to spy on her… Hired by her ex-husband to watch her, to build a case against her. My job was to make sure she didn’t see a penny of his money. I’d get dirt on her. Watch her. …Covet her. I never expected that she’d be so gorgeous. I never expected to find myself salivating at the thought of touching her… Caressing her… Tasting her. And I certainly never expected her to catch me. I thought I was done for. Busted, my cover blown. But then she asked me to have a drink with her… …and told me that she had been coveting me. It’s funny how things work out, isn’t it? You just never know where you’re going to fall in love.
Buona lettura. Se vi piacciono parlatene, chissà che non vengano tradotti.
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