Book #2 (Bound To You series) [New Adult}
A story in which Trent Reynolds finally finds sanctuary in the girl that's always been his everything.
"I wasn't perfect by any standards. I was rude. A brooding bastard. Sometimes impulsive. B...
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First Chapter Posted - September 25, 2016
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Hi, Queens.
Welcome back to the world of the Bound To You gang. Trent Reynolds and Cher Anderson's story is quite special to me. I had so much fun writing this New Adult, friends to lovers, second chance, football romance novel. This story deals with mature themes - yes, there is a decent amount of sex in this book - so read at your own risk. Also, please be creative and don't steal my story title. It's the only 'Endless Bonds' on wattpad and I would like it to stay that way. Imitation ain't flattery in this case, I promise.
If you haven't read Boundless Ties, I wouldn't suggest starting this since it is a massive spoiler. But you can be a rebel and go ahead and do as you please! To my amazing readership (OG and new), I love you. Thank you for taking a chance on my work.
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:: Chapter (01) :: Where he gives everything he has
"It's not working out, Trey."
How many times have I heard those same exact words leave her mouth over the past three years? How many times have I tried to make it work by telling her what I always tell her? How many times have I said that I love her – that nothing can change that?
Way too many fucking times.
Rose gives me a half-smile as she straightens her glasses and gets up from my bed. A sense of panic creeps over me, instantly washing away the feeling of bliss we've been floating in for the past couple of hours. She throws on her clothes as fast as possible, and fixes her long black hair by combing her fingers through the dishevelled mess.
