Jane Harvey-Berrick's Travelling Man and Travelling Woman duet have made me come back to it over and over. It had an amazing and unique story, a super hot and troubled alpha male - my absolute favorite kind of male - and a heroine that I didn't want to punch in the face because I actually really liked her.
Jane has written several novels, most with excellent reviews and ratings, but I am ashamed to admit that while they sit, collecting dust, on my To Read list on Goodreads, I have not actually read any of them but these two. I definitely plan on reading all of Mrs. Harvey-Berrick's novels though because this duet rocked my world.
The Travelling Man (The Travelling Duet #1)
I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice.
Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t.
Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path.
Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.
The Travelling Woman (The Travelling Duet #2)
THE CONCLUDING STORY of Aimee and Kestrel, begun in THE TRAVELING MAN
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How many times do you gamble on love? When love has knocked you down, should you give it another chance? When does optimism become stupidity?
And what happens when the man you’re in love with is never still, always moving, always traveling? Do you say goodbye, or do you leave behind everything that you’ve worked for, everything that you’ve ever known? Can a traveling carnival be my home?
Oh. You thought I had the answers. No, sorry. No answers, just a lot of questions—and a heart that wants to rule my head.
Can one person be my home?