Check out the cover of HITCHED by Vanessa Vale! releasing on April 19th, this MFM is hot and sexy! ADD TO YOUR TBR - http://bit.ly/2HdFeIi If you've never saddled up with a few Vanessa Vale cowboys, now is your chance! Welcome to Steele Ranch, where the men are hot, dominant and know what they want. One unexpected encounter brings Sarah Gandry face to face with the two men she loves. Yes, two. Wilder and King have been the basis for every one of her fantasies for as long as she can remember. But they'd been just that...fantasies. Until now. Now, the three of them get to make things right. To finally be together. But nothing's ever simple and the secrets she's held could tear them apart. In book four of the Steele Ranch series, the wild west just got Wilder...and King. **** A standalone read, this is MFM—it's all about the heroine. Start the series now with SPURRED! Vanessa’s Store- https://goo.gl/wBEhtR Amazon US- http://amzn.to/2Eus9cw Amazon UK- https://goo.gl/5THWpR iBooks- https://goo.gl/EoQUc7 Nook- https://goo.gl/P6v6HA Google- https://goo.gl/Diqycw Kobo- https://goo.gl/n76BTm
About the Author: Vanessa Vale is the USA Today Bestselling author of over 30 books, sexy romance novels, including her popular Bridgewater historical romance series and hot contemporary romances featuring unapologetic bad boys who don’t just fall in love, they fall hard. When she’s not writing, Vanessa savors the insanity of raising two boys, is figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker, and teaches a pretty mean karate class. While she’s not as skilled at social media as her kids, she loves to interact with readers. Connect with Vanessa! Website: www.vanessavaleauthor.com Newsletter: http://freeromanceread.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/vanessavaleauthor Twitter: www.twitter.com/iamvanessavale Amazon: http://amzn.to/2h5ZDG0 ________________________________
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This mafia forbidden romance is one you WON'T REGRET! Regretfully Yours by Sunniva Dee releases on APRIL 17th Keep reading for an EXCERPT! ADD TO YOUR GR SHELF → http://bit.ly/2G4UZRn Our relationship was a sin, they said, but how can it be a sin to love so deeply? She shouldn’t have listened to them. Shouldn’t have left us behind. You can’t help whom you love, and without Silvina, I didn't give a damn. A mafia prince without a cause is a rebel with nothing to lose. My brother owned an adult entertainment studio. He wanted me nowhere near it. Thankfully, his competition did. I auditioned. Landed a contract. It's how I took my sins to a new level, my up-yours to la famiglia. Until Silvina was kidnapped, and my world was thrown upside down.EXCERPT: “You know what I love most?” I opened one pearly pink button at a time down her shirt. Once I was done, I spread the shirt open so her simple white bra was the only thing covering her beautiful little breasts. Between them, her ribs showed beneath olive flesh, small ridges lifting and sinking while she waited for my next move. I let my eyes run over her, starting with her eyes, moving down to the center of her chest. I strayed to the left, right above the rim of her bra, and saw what will always make the world fade around me. Her heart. Steadily speeding up, it thudded against her ribs, meeting me with the worship I felt for her. I ripped my shirt off. Leaped to the door and locked it. My urgency made her laugh, and I loved, loved making her laugh. “You’re killing me,” I whispered. Slowly, I lowered myself until I fitted my heart against hers. Heavy, I kept us joined, my heart absorbing her rhythm. We breathed together, and kissing her neck, I reveled in the sensation of her love against my skin. “Do you feel me?” I asked. With my lips, I tickled her ear. I moved a lock of hair away with my tongue, making her husk out a laugh again. “You’re obsessed with hearts,” she whispered, funny. Serious. “Can you? I feel you.” I thrusted my cock against her thigh. Too low, I didn’t hit her core, but that was okay. I’d do that soon anyway. For now, it was our hearts that concerned me. I wanted us to share this. Her rhythm thrummed through my chest, and I wanted it to carry into every bone of my body. “You make me breathe too fast.” I pulled up to look into her eyes. Mischievous, they backed up the blush of her cheeks. “You like me on top of you. Admit it.” “Okay.” “I heard that. You’re panting.” I pulled her lower lip into my mouth, and she arched her back from the mattress, meeting my thrusts. “Give me more.” Her words were the hottest sighs stirring each ounce of me into action. Still, I held back. There was nothing like those seconds of insanity, of knowing the pleasure to come with the one person that was made for you only. My Silvina. My Ina. Ina mia. “See, I can’t do that. There are rules, you know,” I said. “And what are those?” Always in sync with me, her voice was playful too. “You don’t know?” I licked along the fleshy tip of her lower lip, dipping inside and finding her tongue. I sucked on her mouth, savoring our kiss until she moaned out her impatience with me. God, I loved her impatience. I rolled her over so she was sprawled on top of me. “The rule is that our hearts have to beat together.” “They do. They do. Come on, baby.” “Your heart beats perfectly against me, but you haven’t felt mine yet.” I pressed her closer, aligning us, sneaking one hand inside the rim of her skirt, wiggling it under the lining of her panties. I pressed downward until I had one delicious ass cheek cupped in my palm. “God, I love you so much.” “I feel your heart every day.” “Only when you sleep on it. But now. Feel it now.” She squirmed, and I loosened my arms so she could shift downward like she wanted to. The top of Ina mia’s head reached my Adam’s apple, the bliss-filled pain of her shifting downward made me groan. Winded, she puffed out her amusement, and I forgot to breathe as she stilled over me, ear flat against the left side of my chest. Exhaling quietly, she listened, and in that moment, everything I’d ever felt for her congregated as a pack of dynamite in my chest. “Anything?” I whispered. At first, she didn’t answer. My hand moved, enjoying the dip between her thinnest, softest rib and her waist. I closed my eyes. It wasn’t the first time we’d worried about our future. It wouldn’t be the last. But it might have been the first time I realized that each moment with her could be our last. “Yes,” she whispered. “Your heart is talking to me.” “What’s it saying?” “All the things.” I let out a snort. “All the things, huh? Is it happy? Sad? Mad? Oh, it’s mad.” “Nah. Your heart is in love.” “Really?” I collected the long, thick strands of hair spread over her back in a makeshift ponytail. Then, I angled her face toward me. “With what?” “With mine.” “Che sorpresa.”
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I'm a lover of everything beautifully written no matter the genre. As an author, I pen flawed characters. I seek the flip side where the soul hides, and once there, I want to be pulled out of my comfort zone by stories that take on a life of their own.I've committed paranormal and young adult books. I've done contemporary romance verging on erotica, and I've dabbled in supernatural mystery. But my heart is anchored in new adult of the true kind: unapologetic young adult that's all grown up, with conflicts and passions familiar to college-aged readers and people who remember those days like they happened last night.
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Disgrace, an all-new emotional standalone from Brittainy C. Cherry is coming April 26th and we have the gorgeous new cover!Disgrace by Brittainy C. Cherry Release Date: April 26th, 2018 Genre: Contemporary Romance Cover Designer: QuirkyBird Designs Photographer: Rafa Garcia Model: Christian Balic Synopsis: Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again. After seventeen years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another. I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side. All I wanted was for him to come back to me. Then, Jackson Emery appeared. He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart. We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love. He was too young for me, and I was too damaged for him. Everything was fine, until one night my heart skipped a beat. I didn’t expect him to make me laugh. To make me think. To make my sadness somewhat disappear. When our time was up, my heart didn’t know how to walk away. Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again, yet slowly my prayers began to shift toward the man who wasn’t right for me. I prayed for one more smile, one more kiss, one more laugh, one more touch… I prayed for him to be mine. Even though I knew his heart wasn’t destined to love. Add to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2o8Xslh About the Author: Hi! I'm Brittainy! Join me as we travel through my mind as a Romance Author. This includes such things as my random thoughts, tricks, tips, things I'm learning, things I'm re-learning, things I'm forgetting, and my weird ways of crafting stories.Connect with Brittainy: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BrittainyCherryAuthor/ Twitter: @BrittainyCherry Stay up to date with Brittainy by signing up for her newsletter:
Title: Sergio: A Dark Mafia Romance
Author: Natasha Knight
Genre: Dark Romance
Cover Design: PopKitty Design Release Date: April 23, 2018
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Iâm the first-born son of the mafia king. The favorite. Destined to rule, Iâm a dangerous man, a ruthless one. But in my world, you have to be.
Then Natalie stumbles into my life. Wrong place. Wrong time.
Twice, fate put her in my path.
Twice, fate placed the innocent lamb at the mercy of the monster.
I gave her a chance to walk away. Told her it would be better for her if she did.
But she didnât listen.
And now itâs too late.
Because Iâm not good. I never wanted to be. And I wonât let her go anymore. See, Iâm not the hero. When I touch her, itâs with dirty hands.
I know my reckoning is coming though. I know Iâll burn for the things Iâve done, the sins Iâve committed. And I donât deny hell is where I belong, but I want my time first. I want my time with her.
Sheâs mine.
Forever.
No matter what.
Authorâs Note: Sergio is a steamy, dark standalone romance set in the Benedetti Mafia world.
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USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance, Natasha Knight specializes in dark, tortured heroes. Happily-Ever-Afters are almost always guaranteed, but she likes to put her characters through hell to get them there. Sheâs evil like that.
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Title: Blood & Secrets: 1
Series: The Calvetti Crime Family #1
Author: Rose Harper
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Mae's Wicked Graphix
Release Date: May 1, 2018
Blurb
I'm dangerous. Calculated. Bloodthirsty.
The perfect motherfucking trifecta of crazy.
The name's Mateo Calvetti, and Brooklyn belongs to me.
My reach knows no bounds, and I always get what I want.
Including the little gem currently twisting my insides.
She's been promised to me since birth.
Nothing anyone says will change that.
She will be mine, whether she wants it or not.
I'm going to own her. Consume her. Fuck, I may even keep her.
Yet, something comes to light I never expected in my wildest dreams.
Blood, secrets, and lies all fall around my feet.
Carina Ricci isnât what she claims to be.
It appears sheâs just as fucked up as me.
Come on, baby, letâs make them scream.
Letâs show them what happens when you anger a King and his Queen.
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Rose Harper is a mother of two, avid coffee drinker, and thrives on bringing tantalizing, downright shiver inducing books for her readers to devour. Sheâs a lover of dark, sizzling passion, and mystery filled stories with twists and turns you never see coming, yet leave you wanting more.
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TITLE: Rascal
PUBLICATION DATE: April 30th ** Available on all platforms. Special preorder price of $2.99 ** BLURB: My new neighbor is irresistible, and he’s keeping me up ALL night long… Emerson Hayes is sexy, arrogant, and has abs that would put a Hemsworth to shame. He’s also opening a bar with his buddies right below my apartment. Goodbye, peace and quiet, hello sleepless nights fantasizing about my hot new landlord… But when my stuffy workplace makes it clear I need a plus-one for our events, I have the perfect way to even the score. Emerson is A+ arm-candy… as long as I can resist taking a bite. Our arrangement is supposed to be just for show, but Emerson is like that fifth shot of tequila: tempting, intoxicating, and liable to leave me flat on my back with my panties around my ankles, begging for more. Maybe I should stay for just one more round… Sparks fly in the hot new standalone series from Katie McCoy, coming in April! PREORDER: ✫iBooks ➙ https://apple.co/2JxoEUx ✫Amazon ➙ https://amzn.to/2Hd7HAN ✫Amazon UK ➙ https://amzn.to/2s9M0LA ✫Amazon Aus ➙ https://amzn.to/2BWLlN3 ✫B&N ➙ https://bit.ly/2JywD3J ✫Kobo ➙ https://bit.ly/2ExVzVo ✫GooglePlay ➙ https://bit.ly/2DQFASS Cover by RBA Designs. The Rascals Series: Five guys. One bar. And a whole heap of sexy trouble… #1 Rascal - April 30th #2 Wingman - June 25th #3 Heartbreaker - Aug 20th #4 Soulmate - Oct 15th #5 Troublemaker - Dec 10th Bloodlines, an all new Standalone MC Romance by M.N. Forgy is coming April 18th!I’m Mac, the Intel guy of the Sin City Outlaws motorcycle club. When it comes to technology, there’s no reading between the lines or emotions to decipher. I prefer two interactions with people. I either fuck them or kill them. There’s no confusion between a woman gasping when I thrust into her, or someone gasping for their last breath of air while I squeeze their neck. Then Simone Ray walks into my life with sad brown eyes, beautiful lips, and pregnant with a child that could possibly share the same bloodline of a fallen brother's. I'm the last person that should play daddy. I’m a biker and am no role model, but being with a woman who is anything but basic and far from a club chick, stirs a wind of chaos that I can't escape. I was ordered to protect her... Falling in love with a woman and a child that's not even mine was the last thing I saw happening. Add to Goodreads - http://bit.ly/BloodlinesMNForgy EXCERPT“Hello?” Nothing. Scooting to the side of the bed, I grab an ashtray off the nightstand and waddle to the doorway. There are condiments out of the fridge sitting on the counter, but I still don’t see anyone. Well, if they’re making something to eat they obviously aren’t here to hurt me. I take a step out, my eyes bouncing all over the room for who might be in here with me. Maybe it’s Jillian again. “You want one?” I scream, swinging the ashtray behind me. It thumping as I make contact with the intruder. “Fucking hell!” A man bends over, grabbing his forehead where I hit him. Gasping, I take a few steps back and drop the ashtray to the floor. Hissing, he stands up. His blondish colored hair falls in his eyes, intricate tattoos swirl along his arms, and that jaw of his could cut glass. “You crazy ass bitch!” My eyebrows draw inward at his tone of voice. Our eyes lock for a few seconds before slowly trailing up and down one another. His eyes are the lightest brown I’ve ever seen with a hint of green mixed within. Like a sturdy tree standing in an emerald forest. He’s taller than me, skin tanned, and holds a softness to his face, but there’s a sharp edge there too. It’s as if Kane and Gatz were mixed into one and made this man. He glares, pulling his hand away from the bump forming on his forehead. “Are you insane? My water could have broken sneaking up on me like that!” Instinctively, I place my palm on my belly. “Who are you? What are you doing in here?” Ignoring my questions, he walks back to the counter where the lettuce and bread were left out. “My name is Mac, and I’m the fucking babysitter.” His eyes slowly rise to mine, a chiseled smile crossing his smug face as he lifts his chin with more confidence than I can handle looking directly at. “I don’t need a babysitter,” I sass. “I’m here for that, not you.” He points to my pregnant belly, his silver chain-looking bracelet sliding around his wrist. I shift on my back foot, and sigh. Over the past few months, death has not scared me but losing my child has. For Gatz’s club to be here and help protect a fetus that might not even be their own. That stands for something. “My name is Simone—” “I know who you are. The chick that got pregnant by two men, from two different clubs.” The coldness in his voice drips like ice. “Are you a biker hopper?” His tone casual as if we’re discussing a movie we just saw. “A what?” I snap, not familiar with the terminology. “You know, like a mattress hopper, only you’re jumping from biker dick to biker dick.” He waves around a mayonnaise covered butter knife. My jaw drops. “That’s not who I am—” “Are you a prostitute or something then?” His tone serious. My face burns with anger, and the urge to hit him in the head with the ashtray again flares. “You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?” He smirks, and I can tell I’m in deep shit with this guy.About M.N. ForgyM.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She's a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn't live with the "what if" anymore and finally took a chance on her character's story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.Stalk M.N. ForgyFacebook page: http://bit.ly/2vgjXYo Amazon page: http://amzn.to/2Fs02dj Newsletter: http://mnforgy.com/newsletter/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/m.n._forgy_author/ Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2BEto5Q Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8110729.M_N_Forgy
Title: Tulsa
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: RBA Designs
Release Date: May 3, 2018
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From New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, comes a hot new rock star romance that will sweep you off your feet and leave you with a smile.
The rumors are true. At least where Iâm concerned.
Drummers hit it harder and do it better.
Women love me and I love them. But I like to think of myself as a sensitive soul trapped in a lady-killerâs body. Not so surprisingly, Iâve been called cocky a time or two. What can I say? We canât all be boy scouts.
Nikki Faris has thrown off my rhythm. With her red lips, smart aleck mouth, short skirts, long legs, and blue-sky eyes, the beautiful lead singer has become a complete distraction on this tour.
She loves to give me a hard time when all I want to do is give her the pleasure of my hardâtime right back.
Tulsa Crow can save his pick up lines, great eight-pack abs, and cute dimples to use on someone else. My band earned their spot on The Resistanceâs tour just like The Crow Brothers. Iâm not going to blow it getting sidetracked by a cocky rock star that wants to sleep his way through the states. Iâve been called a name or two, but easy isnât one of them.
But the best intentions with him turn into a walk of shame for me. Only, I donât feel shame. Instead, Iâm doing the very thing I said I wouldnâtâfalling for a playboy.
We make sinful music when weâre on the road, but what happens to our melody when the tour ends?
Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she's a pro.
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"Carly Phillips is synonymous with red-hot romance and passionate love." --Lauren Blakely, New York Times Bestselling Author His to Protect, an all new novella in The Lexi Blake Crossover Collection by Carly Phillips is LIVE! Talia Shaw has spent her adult life working as a scientist for a big pharmaceutical company. She’s focused on saving lives, not living life. When her lab is broken into and it's clear someone is after the top secret formula she’s working on, she turns to the one man she can trust. The same irresistible man she turned away years earlier because she was too young and naive to believe a sexy guy like Shane Landon could want her. Shane Landon’s bodyguard work for McKay-Taggart is the one thing that brings him satisfaction in his life. Relationships come in second to the job. Always. Then little brainiac Talia Shaw shows up in his backyard, frightened and on the run, and his world is turned upside down. And not just because she’s found him naked in his outdoor shower, either. With Talia's life in danger, Shane has to get her out of town and to her eccentric, hermit mentor who has the final piece of the formula she’s been working on, while keeping her safe from the men who are after her. Guarding Talia's body certainly isn't any hardship, but he never expects to fall hard and fast for his best friend’s little sister and the only woman who’s ever really gotten under his skin.Read His to Protect Today! Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2HkdrX0 Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/HistoProtect Paperback: https://amzn.to/2IEjAwt iBooks: https://apple.co/2GHgWWd Nook: https://bit.ly/2CsEJ9x Kobo: https://bit.ly/2HrcNXp Google Play: https://bit.ly/2IB2GyK The Lexi Blake Crossover Collection features a new novel by Lexi Blake and five books by some of her favorite writers: Lexi Blake - Close Cover Larissa Ione - Her Guardian Angel J. Kenner - Justify Me Corinne Michaels - Say You Won't Let Go Carly Phillips - His to Protect Susan Stoker - Rescuing Sadie Read the Entire Collection Amazon: https://amzn.to/2uYd69Q 1001 Dark Nights: http://www.1001darknights.com/books/crossover-collection/
Title: Perfect Love Story
Series: Love #1
Author: Natasha Madison
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 1, 2018 Cover Design: Melissa Gill at MGBookCovers
When one man’s death exposes a complex web of lies, three couples discover the true meaning of love, loss and redemption.
Hailey
What do you do when you find out your whole life was a lie?
That your husband really wasn't your husband but someone else's.
That the vows you made to each other were simply empty promises.
You pick up and move to the country to start fresh.
When life hands you limes, you make sure you have tequila because your life is about to get stirred up.
Jensen
Married to my high school sweetheart, the best thing she gave me was my baby girl.
But we weren't enough for her. I wasn't enough for her.
The last thing I expected on my birthday was a Dear John letter, but that’s what I got when she upped and left.
Now, it's just me and my girl against the world till the new girl moves in next door.
Is there such a thing as a perfect love story?
Chapter One Hailey
“Hello.” Turning down “Glorious” by Macklemore blasting in the background while I washed the kitchen floor with Pine Sol and water, I answer the phone after the first ring. “It’s me.” I hear my best friend and cousin, Crystal, say from the other end. “Where are you?” I can’t see her face, but I know something is wrong. Even though she’s asked me that question a million times before, this time it’s different. There is no carefree tone. This time, it’s curt and to the point with no laughter in her voice. “I’m home,” I say, almost whispering as my hand shakes against my ear. My mouth suddenly goes dry, my neck starting to get hot. Something inside my stomach suddenly drops when a slow burn sets in. “You need to come to the hospital.” Crystal is an emergency room nurse at St. Mary’s, so whatever feeling I was having before has now doubled. “Blake is on his way to get you.” When she mentions my brother, I now know something is gravely wrong. The honk outside doesn’t allow me to question her any further. “You need to get in the car, okay?” she says softly but firmly. “Listen to me, Hailey. Go outside and get here.” My head nods as the hand holding my phone to my ear falls away. The front door opens, and Blake comes in, looking at me with sorrow and sadness. His brown eyes meet mine briefly, and then he looks down. He doesn’t say anything to me; he simply holds out his hand to me. I put my hand in his, and he leads me out to his truck. He opens the door for me, helping me take that step in. As I’m looking at him, he pulls the seat belt over my chest and buckles me in. My mind’s still playing the phone call, trying to dissect the conversation. Trying to find one little word that can be the clue. “It’s going to be okay.” His voice breaks through the haze. I nod my head at him, then he steps back and shuts the door, jogging over to his side. He gets in and puts the truck in drive. I’m on the outside looking in, watching my life fall apart without knowing it. The only thing I’m certain of is that the sun is shining without a cloud in the sky. As I watch a bird soar through the sky almost in the same direction we are going, I think to myself, Bad things don’t happen when it’s sunny outside, right? I watch the bird, not even realizing we’ve made it to the hospital. I don’t have a chance to open my door because Blake has it opened before I even think to reach for the handle. “You’re going to be okay,” he assures me as he raises his baseball cap to run his hands through his short dark hair. “What’s going on?” I have a feeling my entire life is about to change, so I beg him to tell me before we walk through those doors. Blake doesn’t answer. He just reaches down to grab my hand and lead me through the revolving doors. The harsh smell of antiseptic immediately fills my nose. Voices bombard me, though, none of them are familiar. Glancing around, I take in the hustle and bustle of the emergency room. My heartbeat echoes in my ears as I try in vain to locate a familiar face. I just need to know who we’re here for. As we silently walk down the corridor, my mind never stops thinking about why we are here. I look up at Blake, asking the one question that makes my heart squeeze with such intense pain, it feels like it might explode. “Is it Mom? Dad?” I can hear the pleading in my tone. He gives me nothing, continuing to look straight ahead. My eyes go back to the floor, following the tile pattern as we make our way beyond the entrance to the emergency room. The first thing I see is both of my parents, alive and healthy. My mother has tears running down her cheeks, and my father has his arm around her shoulders. They are standing next to the nurses’ station. I look back at Blake in horror. “Is it Nanny?” He doesn’t have time to answer because Crystal comes out from behind the nurses’ station in her everyday uniform of blue scrubs and Crocs, wearing a stethoscope around her neck. With one glance at her face, I stop my feet in their tracks. My feet are stuck to the floor as if someone crazy glued them to that spot. I can see the hurt and tears in her eyes. She looks at me with her head tilted sideways, her bottom lip trembling. My body blocks any movements I try to make. I try to advance to Crystal, but I can’t. My knees start to give out, and a horrible shrieking sound comes from somewhere. I try turning my head to see where the yelling is coming from, but I can’t. I’m on my hands and knees in the hospital corridor. It isn’t until the coldness seeps through my hands that I realize I’m the one screaming. That wretched sound is coming from me. Me. My throat raw, my eyes burning, and my heart irrevocably broken. No words need to be said. No confirmation given. I don’t need them to bring me to a place where we can “talk quietly.” It’s at that moment I finally know what everyone else knows. My husband is dead.
The Love Series is coming.
When one man’s death exposes a complex web of lies, three couples discover the true meaning of love, loss and redemption.
Three couples, three different stories!
Unexpected Love Story June 5th (PreOrder)
Broken Love Story July 10th (PreOrder)
When her nose isn't buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she's in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It's a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn't listen to her...
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