Love Found

LOVE FOUND ALLIE NOEL Copyright © 2023 by Allie Noel All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Edits by : Corrections by Quinn Formatting by: Inked Imagination Services CONTENTS Blurb Acknowledgments Trigger Warning Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 What’s Next? BLURB My new life started out amazing, and I finally found real love. The kids and I are back with our family where we belong. My five amazing men have shown the kids and I what it’s like to be cared for, but of course, things can’t stay happy and easy for long. The aftermath of a stalker leaves us reeling, and unfortunately, that’s not all we are having to deal with. Unexpected news and people from my past are coming. Will the new family we’ve built be able to withstand everything we will be hit with? Love Found is a why-choose romance with MM and content that some may find triggering. This is book two in a trilogy and ends in a cliffhanger. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS First, I want to thank my fucking bomb ass PA, Jasmine. I am so grateful to have your help. You and your peen addiction have been so much fun to have around. My beta team, again, I couldn’t do this without all of you amazing ladies even though by the end of the book seeing Sullyn’s name gave me nightmares. I am so grateful for all the help. Quinn, I promise to not wait until the last minute and give you six days to edit half a book. Well, hopefully not. <3 Rachel, you have been the real MVP acting as my PA until I found Jas, then still helping as much as possible and promoting every chance you can and being the one I bounce ideas off of. Finding you has been one of the best things to come from this journey. Jarica James, none of this would be possible without you. I don’t know how I can ever repay you for everything you’ve done to make my dream possible, but thank you so much for every single thing you’ve done. I say this sincerely, one hundred percent not deadpan. And lastly, Mom… I couldn’t bring myself to do this for the first book. It’s still fresh and kills me when I have to face the fact you’re gone. However, you’re the reason I love books so much. You always encouraged my obsession. All the trips to the library, then the movies, then listening to me complain about everything they messed up even though you had no idea what I was talking about. I love you, and I wish more than anything you could be here with us. TRIGGER WARNING This book is a why-choose romance. Our lucky, leading lady will not have to choose between her yummy men. If the word fuck offends you, then this most definitely isn’t the book for you. This book has mentions and detailed retellings of domestic violence, sexual assault, child abuse, rape, and pregnancy loss. It all happened in the past. Please keep this in mind when reading. Isla I wake up to the sound of a door slamming open, and Corin sauntering into my hospital room. “So where is the little mistake at?” he sneers, looking down at my beautiful daughter. I don’t understand how her own father could hate her just because she’s a girl. “Don’t call her that. It’s not her fault you didn’t get another son. Besides, the man is the one who determines gender anyway, so you can’t blame me. You get what you get, so grow up and fucking deal with it,” I growl back at him as I raise up to snatch her out of the bassinet. I don’t trust that he won’t try to hurt her. I see the slap coming, and my body braces for it. I’ve learned not to make a sound because it only gets him hot when I try to fight back. “Don’t talk back to me, you stupid bitch. I should just kill you both and get it over with. You are fucking useless. You can find your own way home. I don’t want that bastard child in my car.” He's looking at me like I'm the scum on the bottom of his shoe with his mouth in an ugly sneer and his nose scrunched up like he smells something foul. You’d think I’d be used to it, but his words somehow hurt worse than him actually hitting me. Even though I take the physical abuse quietly, I still never learned to keep my mouth shut, even if I knew it would piss him off more. “Unfortunately for me and our kids, none of them are bastards. I fucking wish none of them had your DNA. I can only hope I raise them better than your fucked up parents did with you!” I sneer back at him. He storms over and grabs my arm that's holding my daughter, squeezing as he raises his fist to punch me; I go to flinch away, but everything is black. When I wake up again, it's due to an annoying beeping… a slow steady sound. Where am I? Why does everything hurt? I hear whispers from somewhere beside me as I try to peel my eyes open. God dammit, it hurts to breathe. Oh, thank fuck, that was just a nightmare. It takes a couple tries to get my body working enough to open my eyes. I blink a couple times, trying to get my sight to adjust