Checked Out on Halloween (A Festive Romance Trilogy)

by K.T. Harris

I’m still half lost in the world of the book I stayed up too late reading. I couldn’t put it down—the enemies were just becoming lovers and things were heating up. I always lose track of time when lost in a good dark romance.

The idea of a man that size, that rough around the edges, wandering into a bookshop to find the perfect romance book for his partner? That’s the kind of love that should be in a novel all on its own.

“Stay away from her.” I say before I slam my fist into his jaw, hearing something crack beneath my knuckles. I grab him by the neck, lifting him from the ground, “She’s mine. Understand?”