The Cafferty and Marsden families of Magnolia Branch, Mississippi, want to unite their two clans by marriage. Except Jemma Cafferty and Ryder Marsden have no intention of giving in to their parents' wishes. They're only 17Nand they hate each other. However, a violent storm unearths feelings Jemma and Ryder didn't know they had.
Jenna and Ryder are far from friends--until a storm stirs up their passion in this contemporary southern romance from New York Times bestselling author Kristi Cook. In Magnolia Branch, Mississippi, The Cafferty and Marsden families are practically royalty. Neighbors since the Civil War, the families have shared vacations, holidays, backyard barbecues, and the overwhelming desire to unite their two clans by marriage. So when the families finally have a baby boy and girl at the same time, the perfect opportunity seems to have arrived. Except Jemma Cafferty and Ryder Marsden have no intention of giving in to their parents' wishes. They're only seventeen--oh, and also? They hate each other. Jemma can't stand Ryder's nauseating golden-boy persona, and Ryder would prefer it if stubborn-headed Jemma didn't exist. And their communication is not exactly effective: even a casual hello turns into a yelling match. But when a violent Mississippi storm ravages through Magnolia Branch, it unearths feelings Jemma and Ryder didn't know they had. And the line between love and hate just might be thin enough to cross...
Kristi Cook also publishes adult titles under the names Kristina Cook and Kristi Astor. Her YA novels include Haven, Mirage, Eternal, and Magnolia. Kristi lives in New York City with her husband and two daughters. Visit her at Kristi-Cook.com.
Magnolia ACT I Scene 1 Glancing out my window, I hold up my finger and thumb, creating a little frame around Ryder Marsden, who stands outside on the lawn below. I close one eye to get the illusion just right and then pretend to squash him. Take that. I let the curtains fall back against the glass, effectively blocking the view of my nemesis standing there beneath the twinkle lights, looking way too hot in his charcoal-colored suit. It would be so much easier to hate him if he didn''t look so good. And I want to hate him; I really do. You know those tragic stories where two kids from feuding families fall in love? Okay, flip that inside out and turn it on its head and you''ve got our story, Ryder''s and mine. It all began like this: On April 6, 1862, at the Battle of Shiloh, Captain Jeremiah D. Marsden--that''s Ryder''s ancestor--took a mini