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Guys, The Love Hurts Duet is complete! Love You Now, the conclusion is live everywhere! I can’t wait to binge read these books. M. Robinson is the Queen of Angst!!!! Her books are so so so full of feelings and are so so so addicting! This duet is an enemies-to-lovers duet with a super alpha hero! Today we have an excerpt, plus all the series info! Super excited about this!

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I should have told her everything.
How much I loved her.
How much I’ve always loved her.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
I just wasn’t made that way.
Instead… I claimed her.
Teased her.
Taunted her.
Worshipped her.
Until… I broke her.
My best friend.
My savior.
My girl.
From my mind to my heart, to every single bone in my body.
She owned me.
I was hers.
Every look.
Every kiss.
Every touch.
Every tear.
It was always her.
The only thing I feared more than losing her was forgetting her.
I hated how much I needed her.
She was mine.
Always and forever.
I hated her then.
But Harley Jameson was about to find out how much…
I LOVED her now.

Excerpt

Before I could assure her how much she meant to me, how much she always meant to me. Tell her what I felt so deeply in my heart…
I needed to show her.
Actions always spoke louder than words. Yet still, I would try to express them as best as I could.
She deserved it.
Me.
All of me.
The truth, even if it killed me.
“Ever since the first time I kissed you, I knew there was no going back. I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember, Harley. I should have known what you meant to me. Instead, I claimed you the only way I knew how … by teasing you, taunting you, worshipping you, until I broke you.
My best friend.
My savior.
My girl.
Every look. Every kiss. Every touch. Every tear. It was always you, Harley. Always.”
Her bottom lip quivered as I gently kissed her, murmuring, “I hated how much I needed you. How much I thought about you. How much you owned me. From my mind to my heart, to every single bone in my body. I’m yours. I pushed you away, I hurt you, I bullied you ’cuz at the end of the day, the only thing I fear more than losing you”—I looked deep into her eyes—“is forgetting who you are.”