KAREN CINO (Contemporary Romance)
Lorenzo pulled into the small lot on the side of the café. Despite the chill in the air, it had turned out to be a perfect night.
V. L. LOCEY (Romantic Comedy)
"The Foggy Creek Hellhound"
'I paused at the tree line, listening….'
TAINA VICARI (Fantasy/Sci FI)
SHERRY GLOAG (Romance)
She was good, better than good, she was excellent. It didn’t take him long to get her measure, and yet— instinctively he knew something deeper lurked beneath her concentration, fueled it. LINDSAY DOWNS (Sensual Suspense)
“Sorry boss, I wasn’t able to trace the call. Seems our Mr. Boris is smarter than we might have thought,” John said.
“I don’t follow. It should have been a simple trace either to a landline or a cell phone,” Jessica countered.
MICHAEL CHARTON (History)
In October 1999, I entered Poland on a train from Prague. It was the middle of the night, with an open window in the train corridor staring into the black, flat night.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Sven, stood in the hollowed out pit of the cemetery, a cemetery that once housed the bones of many families through its two centuries of life. He chuckled at the thought even though what he saw before him was not funny, it was a sin in the making.
CHRISTINA COLE (Historical Romance - Adult Content)
"The Gift"
A good night’s sleep would set the world to rights again. Exhausted from the journey home to New Orleans, all Marissa wanted to do now was shut the door of her bedchamber, blow out the lamps, and fall into a deep, dreamless slumber.
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
Hunter couldn’t be Cindy’s dad. The girl must be between eight and eleven years old. She never could gage a person’s age. She’d lost one job for selling beer to minors
DAVEE JONES (Demonic Paranormal Thriller)
“What the hell?” Sascha’s mate uttered fearfully.
“It’s just the wind, Maria. Go back to sleep.” Sascha urged as she rubbed her lover’s shoulders.
PAMELA MASON(Contemporary Romance)
Nothing was the way Maddie had arranged it before she’d left for work that morning. Everything in the living room was back in their old places - even the broken old lamp, though Maddie could’ve sworn she’d set it outside for tomorrow’s garbage pickup.
Lorenzo pulled into the small lot on the side of the café. Despite the chill in the air, it had turned out to be a perfect night.
V. L. LOCEY (Romantic Comedy)
"The Foggy Creek Hellhound"
'I paused at the tree line, listening….'
TAINA VICARI (Fantasy/Sci FI)
| Sitting on the throne with Ishmael at her side, Sabrina felt empty. She had done things that as a child she would not imagine possible. So much death and destruction. |
She was good, better than good, she was excellent. It didn’t take him long to get her measure, and yet— instinctively he knew something deeper lurked beneath her concentration, fueled it. LINDSAY DOWNS (Sensual Suspense)
“Sorry boss, I wasn’t able to trace the call. Seems our Mr. Boris is smarter than we might have thought,” John said.
“I don’t follow. It should have been a simple trace either to a landline or a cell phone,” Jessica countered.
MICHAEL CHARTON (History)
In October 1999, I entered Poland on a train from Prague. It was the middle of the night, with an open window in the train corridor staring into the black, flat night.
STEFAN ELLERY (Sci Fi)
Sven, stood in the hollowed out pit of the cemetery, a cemetery that once housed the bones of many families through its two centuries of life. He chuckled at the thought even though what he saw before him was not funny, it was a sin in the making.
CHRISTINA COLE (Historical Romance - Adult Content)
"The Gift"
A good night’s sleep would set the world to rights again. Exhausted from the journey home to New Orleans, all Marissa wanted to do now was shut the door of her bedchamber, blow out the lamps, and fall into a deep, dreamless slumber.
KATHLEEN TIGHE BALL (Western Romance)
Hunter couldn’t be Cindy’s dad. The girl must be between eight and eleven years old. She never could gage a person’s age. She’d lost one job for selling beer to minors
DAVEE JONES (Demonic Paranormal Thriller)
“What the hell?” Sascha’s mate uttered fearfully.
“It’s just the wind, Maria. Go back to sleep.” Sascha urged as she rubbed her lover’s shoulders.
PAMELA MASON(Contemporary Romance)
Nothing was the way Maddie had arranged it before she’d left for work that morning. Everything in the living room was back in their old places - even the broken old lamp, though Maddie could’ve sworn she’d set it outside for tomorrow’s garbage pickup.
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