Breaching the thick silence hanging in the air, Felicity Marcum opens her car door. A shiver strolls across her exposed skin, and her heart pounds. Her feet to the ground she takes one last glance over her shoulder to the gate that reads, Last Chance Cemetery. The light […]
Wendi Knape lives in the greater Detroit area and is married to a very intelligent, wonderful man, which resulted in two smart, beautiful, girls that are the joy and laughter in her life. With a day job as a barista at a very popular coffee house, she has the time to dream up as many indecent sex scenes that her heart desires. Wendi, always ready to create, still finds time to paint, draw, and make jewelry, but never forgets Tuesday release day at the bookstore. There’s always another romance novel to read. You can find her at www.wendiknape.com or on www.deadwoodwriters.org.
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Her name was Beebe Rizzoli, but everyone called her Jersey. She was a transplant due to things out of her control. Her accent was something that people had a hard time ignoring. Trying to get rid of it was useless. She wasn’t adept at changing to conform with […]
Padding across the cool morning earth, Raya’s muscles were loose and heated after her morning run. She carried herself to the low stream at the back of her property and lapped up the icy water. The surrounding woods came alive with the wild things. The sound of her […]
Creed’s fists came down on the steering wheel over and over with enough force he’d have bruises. And if his glare didn’t set the damn piece-of-shit rental car on fire Creed didn’t know what would do it. “Shit!” He popped the hood and got out of the car. […]
“B-13!” Mercy Mia sounded off at the head of the room. Ellie looked up at her friend, Mercury Martin. His lips were a dark red tonight with an edge of gloss with liner to bring out the shape. He had shadowed eyes that added sultry to the girl […]