Her long blonde hair and blue eyes reminded him of his sweet Jennifer. This woman was a pale imitation, a facsimile of the real thing, but she'd been available and Jennifer—well, soon enough she'd be his. It was a shame he wouldn't get to keep her for long. He'd promised Carlo his sister would...
“Okay, everybody, pipe down.” The voices quieted and all heads turned toward him. They thought they were here working on their primary case—the ongoing search for the elusive Richard Webster. Which was partly true. “Carlisle, update us please.” His resident tech guru sat up straighter, and h...
So far, they’d come up dry. A couple people at the department stores remembered seeing Jacob, but having no jobs available, he’d left, apparently to continue his search. By now it was late evening. They’d spent the entire day asking questions without coming up with any answers. ...
. . Can he deal with it? Will he finally be able to let go and say good-bye? She wanted that so much. Her heart ached for the grief her husband dealt with. Time heals all wounds—except Ryan’s apparently, she thought. She felt selfish in the face of her husband’s turmoil, but wanted, no neede...
Alyssa, that stupid whore, nearly ruined everything. Rage, burning and fierce rushed through Bethany, scratching at her brain, screeching like a banshee's wail when Alyssa tried warning Connor. Almost made a big mistake letting Alyssa speak with him, but the pleasure of making him squirm, feedi...
Elliott remembers seeing your gal dancing, thought she was cute, but he was there with his girlfriend and they left together. He's alibied for the entire time he was in New Orleans. Sorry, Ranger, but he's not your guy." "Dammit." Ranger squeezed his eyes shut and ran a hand over his face, fe...