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390 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 24, 2013








"What man can quote a scene from the 1939 film classic? That does not happen in real life, hell, it doesn’t even happen in books. I halted hastily in the middle of the parking lot. Of course—it was obvious as a hooker at a debutant ball — Hunter. Was. Gay."

"There would be benefits to finally having a gay bestie. Think of the pointers and insight he could provide on blowjob techniques alone."
"I already knew, for me there is only you. No matter what happened between us in the future, it would only ever be you. I was made for you - only for you."

"Some people believe the strongest will cling through the storm with steadfast determination never wavering, but sometimes the strength is in letting go."
You can't discuss your third leg with a person, then pretend they are a stranger.

"You better enjoy new boyfriend sex because it is soon to be replaces by new fiancé sex quickly followed by new husband sex; mark my words. I may be crazy now, but I'm not clueless."
"That's the complication. We are both insanely attracted to each other. We have chemistry that is off the charts. We are best friends, we understand and trust each other, and we are both single."

I had found what most spent their lives searching for in countless partners and endless relationships. He was the missing piece, complementing and completing me. My love for him was boundless and infinite - eternal. And I wanted him forever.


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“In its purest form love is self-sacrificing, eternal, selfless, enduring, truthful, forgiving and indulgent. It also feels an awful lot like a kick to the stomach when you try to fight it!”
All Everleigh Carsen wanted to do was complete her final semester at Hensley University and begin the life she carefully planned.
When a wave of violent crime seizes campus, Everleigh is persuaded to attend a school sponsored self-defense seminar by her best friend, where she meets volunteer instructor, Hunter Charles. After Everleigh’s biting sarcasm induces Hunter to eject her from class, a tempestuous relationship is born.
Everleigh is determined to forget the striking man, but fate—that fickle shrew—continuously intervenes. Unable to escape him, she declares Hunter an enemy combatant. The only complication…Hunter is resolutely pursuing vindication…by any means necessary. Verbal warfare ensues, and despite Everleigh’s ingenious efforts, in Hunter, she has finally found her equal.
Only For You is a compelling tale of friendship, desire, and redemption—brimming with intelligent characters, witty dialogue, unexpected twists, profound sorrow, unfettered hope, and love’s unassailable perseverance.
• This story is appropriate for readers 18+
• Only For You is the first book in the For You series by Genna Rulon. Each book in the series can be read as a stand alone novel.
“I watched as he walked, his gait confident and fluid, the stride of a man who knew his effect on the occupants of the room. I subtly attempted to track his journey; as he passed me I was rewarded with an unhindered view of his brawny back and muscular butt, beautifully showcased and begging to be bitten.”
“Was he a cyborg created to epitomize masculine perfection, testing the restraint of earthly women?”
“Of course—how obtuse I have been—it was as obvious as a hooker at a debutant ball—Hunter. Was. Gay.”
“Robbie and I were hot, I’ll give you that, but you and Hunter set the building on fire. Anyone standing in a five foot radius had spontaneous orgasms by proxy.”
“He had a skull and crossbones label on him, but I drank his poison nevertheless and loved it; now I needed an antidote.”
“It was amazing. Earth shattering, mind blowing, it was everything. I’m hopelessly in love with him and destined to be destroyed in the near future.”
“He was the human equivalent of a perfect piece of fruit featured on a magazine cover – impossibly succulent, such perfection couldn’t be real.”
“The further our relationship progressed, the closer we came to acting on our desires, the closer the end was. It was bittersweet. I cherished every little touch, every moment we spent together, because they were finite. I loved a man who could not fully return my love, not in the way I wanted. Every day the pain deepened and another crack was chiseled in my heart, as the impending loss loomed. I tried not to focus on the grief that was to come, and instead lived in the moment. After all, these moments were all that would remain when he was gone.”
“Why am I pushing this? Because I fucking love you, you idiot, and I can’t hide my feelings anymore.” I screamed at him. “I’m in love with you. I love you so much it eclipses everything else around me. You’re the star I can never reach. I can wish and dream, stretch and strain, but you’re always just out of my grasp. I need something I can hold, I can count on. I need something tangible.”
