Hidden Roots

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A fake dating loathe to love small-town romance with suspense.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Three years ago I drove down a dark country road ran out of gas and then tasered a hot farmer.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now that farmer is my fake fiancé.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Hunter Harlow is my #1 enemy. We're as compatible as glitter and mud. He's frustrating cocky grumpy. He also definitely still holds a grudge about that silly little tasering thing...</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Unfortunately for both of us I tell my ex-husband I'm dating him.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Hunter has every reason to back out of this ruse but he's determined to protect me. We put strict rules in place now we just have to follow them. Should be easy right? </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Wrong</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As we keep spinning lies greater threats emerge. Someone wants what's mine and they're determined to do whatever they can to get it. Running from the past never works the way it should and as all my secrets are uprooted-I wonder if we'll make it out in one piece.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Hidden Roots Tropes:</span></p><ul><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Fake Fiance</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Loathe to Love</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Suspense</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Opposites Attract</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>Hurt/Comfort</span></li><li><span style=color: var(--__dChNmAmGoMXsw4B#0f1111)>BDSM and more</span></li></ul><p></p>