Wow! That ending got me. My heart racing and troubled. You knew there would be a HEA, but how to get there, through all the angst. Powerful! I enjoyed the story from start to finish. I always love the friends to lovers theme, but this one was good. It was great. I liked how they just clic...
What a great story, in the world of reality TV this was a hot fast story worthy of sharing and enjoying. Great leading characters with solid merit who they were. What I enjoyed about this fast read, is how well these two Colt & Val had well developed personalities, well written, believable, humor...
She’d brought her brother his favorite, and while the tangy aroma of his corned beef Rueben mixed with the pungent odor of antiseptics, her stomach still growled. A reminder she’d skipped breakfast this morning. “Hungry?” Owen asked as he fell into step beside her. She absently touched her stomac...
Normally quiet on a Sunday morning, the newsroom exuded an unusual amount of commotion. Smack in the middle of all the chaos stood the station manager, Rodger Jeffries. The one man Pudge couldn’t seem to impress. No matter how hard Pudge had tried, Rodger had been nothing but negative. Even when...
Her nervous stomach knotted as she waited for Maxine to answer. She’d stalled as long as she could in order to call Maxine at a somewhat decent hour. She’d cleaned the tuna off the walls, showered and, once John had left, had packed her suitcase. Maxine was an early riser, hopefully today she’d b...
Duct tape kept her hands and feet immobile. An old rag shoved into her mouth would keep her screams muffled once she woke. If she woke, he thought and scratched an itch through the ski mask that had begun to grow suffocating. Shortly after six this ...
When John was in town on Sundays, she liked to spoil him with a big breakfast. Since she was still irritated with him for making it clear he didn’t trust her to give Olivia a bath, she’d been tempted to not bake the homemade rolls. The only reason she had was because she’d wanted one and because ...
Each caress of his thumb along her cheek had her wanting to melt against him, soak up his strength, feel his arms around her as she cried against his chest. Their earlier argument had been invading her thoughts throughout the day. She’d tried to avoid thinking about him and the harsh words he’d t...
Eastern Standard Time “THE GRASS IS moving.” Cami motioned toward the right where the one-foot blades shook. “Please lie to me and tell me that’s just the wind.” “It’s just the wind,” Ian lied, and glanced around to find another avenue they could go. Unfortunately, they had only two options—trave...
As she put her toiletries away, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. For the first time in eight long years, she stared at a free woman. Unfortunately, that freedom had come with a huge cost. As of this morning, two hundred and seventeen people had died from the bombings. The number of th...