And then I wasn’t… I was Gabriella Pierce. More Info: Goodreads Once upon a time I was Gabby Delgardo. You can’t hang out with negative people and live a positive life.Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance I’m too crazy and life’s too short for boxes. I don’t want to be in that box where I can only write one genre. I write whatever I feel, because that’s what makes me happy. I am addicted to Lucky Charms at the moment, but that could change. Pink is my favorite and I am going to one of her concerts, (my birthday is September 16th) Just saying. Why do I live in Ohio? Some of my favorite things, besides writing are, friends, family, the beach, (any is fine.) Music, although my interest has changed after forty.

I live in Ohio where it is, freezing cold right now. What best describes the mood? Suspenseful How would you describe the plot of this book? Full of surprises

Is there sexual content? Some sexual content Needless to say I need the second book to concur my suspicions. I think I figured something toward the last page of the story. Jettie Woodruff is constantly twisting things around. I am constantly trying to figure out what is going on. There is past incidences that are coming to her through her sleep. Paxton doesn’t believe but loves the “new” her. From the next point at the hospital you are taken on a reading roller coaster. You have an accident when wife riding with her twin, who nobody knows about, crashes.

You have a spouse, Paxton Pierce who is a controlling douchebag and a wife who is afraid of him. To say my mind is messed up is an understandment. (Received ARC in exchange for our honest review.) Once upon a time I was an identical twin. I fought my own demons, trying not to be the submissive he required me to be, yet I craved it like a drug. I couldn’t be who he wanted me to be no matter how hard I tried. Although I fell madly in love with the children that I didn’t remember, I didn’t feel like I belonged with Paxton Pierce. I woke from a coma unaware that I even had a twin and married to a man with two little girls. When my sister, Isabelle showed up, just ahead of a tropical storm, nostalgia and a need to reconnect took us on a ride…directly into the eye of a different kind of disaster.

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