Well written and edited with just a couple of issues. This is stand-alone story with no cliffhanger.This is a very quick read and a charming small-town love story between two smart, mature people. It's a PG-rated romance, and the story ends a little abruptly but I'm forgiving all of that becaus...
Meredith McKay has gone to a lot of trouble to create the picture-perfect life for herself-far away from her troublesome family, thank you. When her father's car accident forces her back to her hometown, however, she soon discovers that there's no running away from family issues--there's only del...
They’d stepped out into the sucker punch of the cold morning, both of them breathing hard and sharp as the reality of the chilly temperature made itself known. Like a full frontal assault. Michaela’s eyes had watered instantly, the exposed skin on her cheeks ached in that cold, dry way, and she t...
It was her own, fucked-up lullaby, Sophie thought, and it always had been. It was the music of her childhood, an earsplitting rumble that should have shattered windows instead of warming her heart, and it was perfect for today. Today. Her father’s funeral, whether she liked it or not. She was dre...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental ISBN: 978-1-940296-37-1 Contents Chapter ...
It was when another five assholes poured out of the boat that he got pissed off. Ten was a whole different ballgame. Ten was potentially a problem. Particularly when they swarmed up onto the beach and started tossing Uzis around. Dicks. He held his boulder. He used the dumbass handguns. He even g...
Michaela forgot about her drink. She forgot where they were. There was no historic saloon, no blustery winter wind rocketing down the Marietta streets outside, no state of Montana stretched out like eternity on all sides. There was only Jesse and he was far more intoxicating. “Tell me more about ...
Dawn was well on its way, and there was no getting away from the fact that this was really happening. Tim was really, truly, lying in that hospital bed. I couldn’t imagine that away. I nodded as politely as possible at Carolyn, as if that would win me points. Her agitation was like a living thing...