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Accidental Knight by Nicole Snow Read Online (FREE)

Accidental Knight by Nicole Snow

Read Accidental Knight: A Marriage Mistake Romance by Nicole Snow online free here.


About the Book



Accidentally wed to a screaming hot stranger.


I inherited a freaking husband.

Grandpa’s will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever.

The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious.

The man who’s supposed to protect me from…what, exactly?

That’s what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks.


I know what I’m in for the first time his glance tears me open.

A broody enigma who’s large and in charge.

A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words.

A silly, shameful, is-this-real-life crush I can’t afford.


Did I mention our pretend marriage-rodeo lasts six damn months?

Long enough to teach my heart cartwheels.

Time enough to seal this madness with a kiss.

Insane enough for secrets to slip – and sting.


Grandpa’s last wishes scare me. So do Drake’s real motives.

But it’s my beast of a “husband” who makes ridiculous seem right.

Have I found my knight?

Does love have a prayer when life throws us a dragon?



Unfinished Business (Bella)



My nerves can’t take much more of this.

I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and cringe because it’s only the beginning.

Oh, Gramps, I miss you so much already. But a big teary-eyed part of me is glad that you aren’t here to see all this bickering.

I don’t know what’s worse. My grandfather being gone, or the fact that his death hasn’t made a dent in my parents’ egomania.

Using a wadded-up Kleenex to wipe at the tears slipping out of the corners of my eyes, I open them slowly and take a good, long look at reality.

You’d think the sadness would be dried up by now, if only for a few hours.

But it’s like I’ve been crying for years rather than days. Grandpa Jonah was the only stable, sure thing in my life.

Now, the bottom just fell out. There’s nothing left to paper over this circus.

My parents want money. Nothing new. It’s all they’ve ever wanted, but they didn’t even wait until the funeral was over to start making big plans.

Dad’s new pet winery in Northern California.

Mom’s new sauna, complete with a Japanese garden that will no doubt be assembled by the very best crew flown in from Tokyo.

New harebrained investment schemes that’ll just leave them poorer and angrier, trying to turn a certain fortune into a golden goose bigger than their appetites.

God. You should’ve cut them off years ago, Gramps.

A twinge of guilt strikes me. I’m hardly better than them.

My college, my failed business ventures, always had one patient financial backer. Jonah Reed.

My parents claim they paid for it all, but I know better.

Gramps did. The greatest man to ever walk this earth.

The mold was broken several times over when he was born, and there are days, like today, when I wonder if Dad inherited a single good gene from his father.