Wednesday, February 26, 2014


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Contemporary romance author AJ Harmon is going to do it again with her new Sky Romance Novels series. Book 1, San Diego - love comes in many forms, is the beginning of this heartwarming and inspirational new series.
Building on the success of her First Class Novels series, one of Amazon’s bestselling authors, AJ Harmon is going to answer the question we all ask ourselves when waiting in the airport for a flight. “I wonder where they’re going…and why?”
In “San Diego – love comes in many forms” we will follow three passengers and one member of the crew as they explore, discover and embrace love, passion, loyalty and selflessness to fulfill their desire to love and be loved in return.
Flight attendant Jill Delaney has a surprise waiting for her at her destination in San Diego and a life altering decision to make.
William Nestor, an esteemed New York Oncologist, flies west after decades of living on the opposite coast to bury his father, where he recognizes an unexpected opportunity to conquer his fear and claim a love that was lost. Will he finally be bold enough to claim what should have been his twenty-five years ago? Or will he once again retreat from his desires?
Annie and Evan Wilder, the perfect couple, travel to San Diego to discover the true meaning of unselfish love and the missing piece to their perfect life, only to be blessed with two miracles instead of just the one they’d spent the past ten years praying for.
The heartwarming and inspirational stories you’ll follow in “San Diego – love comes in many forms” will brighten your day as you laugh, cry and celebrate love and family with these loveable and relatable characters that AJ Harmon has brought to life.
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About the Author

AJ Harmon was born and raised in Perth, Western Australia. She currently resides in Oregon, USA, with her husband Brad. They have two grown children, her pride and joy, and a dog named Max.

An avid reader of the Romance genre, the books in her personal library range from historical to erotica and everything in between. “I love reading a sweet romance set in the English Regency period where men were gentlemen and the women pretended to be naïve. But sometimes you just need a hot sexy romance to cap off a long week,” she smiled. The bookshelves in her home are filled with a variety of authors and she is humbled to now be among their ranks. 

AJ is a new author, finding her passion in writing after her children had left home, leaving her and her husband empty-nesters. She says the ‘First Class’ series has been a pleasure for her to write and has been absolutely delightful that readers have received them with such a warm embrace.  “It will be hard to say goodbye to the Lathems,” she said. “They have become a huge part of my life and I consider them my family.” The series has nine volumes in total and AJ considers it to be one of her greatest achievements. “This series has changed my life and the readers have brought me more love and joy than I ever hoped for. My life is a fairytale.”

AJ is excited to be working on her new contemporary romance series, Sky Romance Novels, with the first book in the series coming in February, 2014.

Other Books By AJ Harmon
First Class Novels series:
First Class to New York  - Amazon & B&N
First Class to Portland  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Justice  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Voyage  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Hero  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Menu - Amazon & B&N
First Class Rescue  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Stamp  - Amazon & B&N
First Class Farewell  - Amazon & B&N

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Tammies review . Not Leaving (Parker Siblings #2)Not Leaving by Leigh Ann Lunsford
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Well Leigh Ann has done it again. One hell of a story here. I thought after reading about Brielle and Colby in Not Enough that I couldnt love her books more than Not Enough. Well hell I was wrong!! This story of Addy and Tyler has got me by the heart. Not Leaving will leave you wanting more of Leigh Ann Lunsford's books.

Tyler screwed up telling Addy he was breaking up with her again. He did it once before college and now again. Only this time he opens his mouth and inserts foot. Addy tells him shes pregant. All Tyler can say is "fix it." So Addy does what she thinks is best and moves on with her life and her babies. Tyler thinks she ended the pregnancy when she tells him there in no baby. They were 6 months from being married and 10 years into the relationship. Tyler leaves town for 11 months. He returns to find out there is not 'a' baby, but 2 and he is hell bent on getting his family back. He screwed up once when he and Addy were apart thru college and a girl told him she was pregnant and lied saying it was his. He got the paternity test and it proved her a liar. That scared the crap out of having any kids of his own. He made up his mind he didnt want any. He was afraid because he never told Addy about it. Now he has to pay for what he has done. She told him the night he left there was no coming back and she was serious. Addy is with Mitch now and she isnt in love with him but he is dealing with his own past but yet he has offered to help Addy with the girls. She cant hurt him but she doesnt love him. If it wasnt for Cambree he would have never known about his daughters. Cambree is a mess, but hes grateful she sent him the text. Brielle doesnt even know the truth about the babies. Addy has kept the truth from her own sister to whom she is so close too. Tyler has screwed up! Wait till little miss firecracker herself, Brielle, gets ahold of his ass. Well Tyler is hell bent on being a father to those babies and no one is going to stop him from doing that if he has his way!

One of my favorite parts of Not Enough was the fact the Tyler uses "S" words to describe Brielle to Colby and has yet again come up with using "S" words yet again describing his own situtation with them. Tyler described Brielle to Colby as being sassy smart, stubborn, and a smartass!

Addy is more like Brielle now-a-days. She has become a mother and a little firecracker like her sister. She doesnt put up with anyones crap. Tyler has told Addy he needs a crash course in being a father this even boils her blood even more at him. Addy is still guarding her heart now after Tyler leaving her before and she just cant trust him yet. Will Addy ever let her walls down and let Tyler back in? She is so afraid he will leave again and she doesnt want her heart to go thru that hurt pain a fourth time around. She has her girls to think of and they come first no matter what.

Cambree want to go to a different college, UGA, than Brielle and make a name for herself. With Brielle having a name for being the best cheerleader in college Cambree wants to make her own name now and not follow in Brielles shadow. Not that she isnt grateful for Brielle and Addy raising her, but Cambree feels she needs to do this. But she is afraid of what Dustin will do or say. Her and Dustin are so close in age and with Dustin going on self destructing path right now and if she leaves what will happen to him? She is so curious to what happened to Brielle that she just wants Addy and Brielle to just come out with it and stop trying to shelter her and Dustin. Dustin thinks Addy and Brielle are just being control freaks. Cambree has met Max, Mitch's brother that came to live with Mitch to go to UT to study, and is seeing him now. Or does he go to UT? She has fallen in love with Max and thinks going to a different college than him she feels the farther away from him the better, since he was a player and she was putty in his hands. She handed him her virginity on a silver platter.Once she found out he slept with one of her friends,Kamryn, she lets Max go. They dont have "awkard meetings where she wants to claw his eyes out but she still want to mount him like and bull and ride him for 8 seconds." (another quote from the story) Addy has forgotten about Max and moved on. Or has she forgotten about him? Shes hoping now that she has met Adam and they are going to school together her relationship with Adam will grow and have feelings for Adam like she had for Max. Will she or is her heart set with Max? Will Adam fill the void or will she let him go also? Where is Max fitting in here now? You'll be surprised!!

Mitch has some secrets of his own and has to keep them to himself. He loves the Parker siblings more than ever but there is the secret. He finally tells his secret to Kayleigh. He was afraid she wouldnt want him after he told her. But Kayleigh told him her secret first and this is what moved Mitch to open up to her. What is his secret? What is Kayleigh's secret? Where will they go from here?

Now Dustin the youngest of the Parkers is on a emotional roller coaster. He has gone wild. Drinking, partying and pretty much being a "manwhore." Brielle and Addy havent seen much of this since Tyler and Colby and Cambree kept it from them so they wouldnt be hurt.
Dustin has created a fiasco by inviting their parents to Cambree's graduation party. Guess who else comes to the party uninvited also.
you have got to read this one to find out the story has taken a turn that will totally shock you. Dustins choices have now hurt everyone and he doesnt know why. But when he finds out its too late. He is forced into something he doesnt want. Its now his turn to step up to the plate and make a sacrifice for his family. What is it? You'll be shocked!!

You have got to read this story. It is so full of emotion that is just beyond belief! The Parker siblings sage lives on and you have read Colby and Brielles story and now you know Tylers and Addys story. You have read about Mitch, Kayleigh and Dustin and Cambree. This story had me laughing and in tears and then pissed off. I cant tell you how much I enjoy this series. Leigh Ann Lunsford has a GREAT series here and you will love it too. Whos story is next in the series could it be Cambree? Dustin? Max? or Mitch and Keyleigh's story? Which ever it is it will be excellent! The plot is getting thicker now and it has me wanting the next book in this series and its going to be a good one guarunteed!

Its gets a 5+ stars from me. Hell I would give it a 10 if I could. You will love the Parkers and their story.

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Thursday, February 20, 2014

Not Leaving (Parker Siblings #2) Addison Parker has loved one boy all her life, Tyler James. She met him the first day of school after moving to Tennessee to live with her grandparents. Through death, raising her younger siblings, betrayal, and heartbreak, he has been there. She has forgiven him for many things, but this time when he leaves, she decides he is not her future anymore. Tyler James loves Addison Parker. He has made mistakes, but his love is always constant. He wants to be with her, but through lies and misunderstandings it doesn’t seem possible anymore. When a single moment changes his future, will he be able to come back and pick up the pieces of their relationship, or did he finally break all of her faith in him? ** Due to strong language and sexual content, this is not suitable for audience under the age of 18 Not Enough Not Enough (Parker Siblings #1) Brielle Parker has her life in front of her; she just does not know how to live it. After years of not being enough for her parents, or the dreams she once had, how did one man Colby James show her she was actually more than enough? Raised by her grandparents with her three siblings, Brielle was loved, no doubt. However, her grandparents were taken too soon, and she was left with her older sibling to try to raise her younger ones. She couldn’t help but let the doubts take over her life. Would she ever be enough? Then Colby walked in and changed everything, and just when she was facing her fears and falling in love for the first time, Colby ripped her heart out. Will they be able to get past their mistakes to live the life they both want? Did Colby finally break Brielle when all he wanted to do was protect and love her? You can rebound from some mistakes, but some you just have to learn from and walk away. The love they have is true and pure, but will they finally be enough for each other?

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SloaneI'm not proud of the things I've done. The things I've had to do. The things I've given away. but I'd give it all over again to find her.Even if i die trying, I have to find Alexis.Zeth She wants me to help her, But I won't. She wants me to save her sister, But I can't. She wants me to be her hero, But I'm not a good man. I am her damnation.
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“You’re sick, you know that?” I say into the darkness. A soft rustling sound greets me, followed by the shift of movement. Yes, the lights are off but the corridor is lit behind me so it’s not like last time. I can see enough to make out the looming figure that slowly paces toward me. “I know I’m not normal, if that’s what you mean.” A terrible devil’s mask appears before me, two feet away; Zeth is dressed entirely in black, the suit he wears obviously a thing of beauty even in the half light. His dark eyes shine from within the mask, sharp and hungry. “You’ve surprised me, Sloane. I like being surprised,” he rumbles. “Well you’ve surprised me, too. Although I can’t say the feeling is mutual.” He laughs, his voice so deep and powerful I can feel it in the soles of my feet. “You should open up a little. You never know what you might enjoy until you try it.” “I know exactly what I enjoy, Zeth, and standing around watching fifty naked people grind on each other isn’t it.” The eyes behind his mask flicker with annoyance when I say his name. He stalks toward me and reaches out, tracing his fingertips across my jawline. He seems pensive, intrigued by my stillness—I can’t freaking move—as he touches my skin. “If you don’t like watching, Sloane, you can always join in.”

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Win a Kindle Paperwhite or GC of same value, a Signed paperback of Deviant or one of 4 Deviant bookmarks! a Rafflecopter giveaway   Tammie's Review of Deviant by Callie Hart *********Erotic as Hell!********** I beta read this for Callie and so glad I was able to get my hands on it before before it came out.The cover is hot along with the characters in the book. This was one smoking hot book from the very begining!! Callie Harts Deviant is off the charts with hot eroticism! I was on the edge of hot and steamy all the way thru the book. The way this is written is so believable. This crap can actually be true in the world today. How far would you go to find a loved one that has been missing for 6 months? Most people would do just about anything and in this story Sloane does. She gives her only ace in the hole up. Her V-card! Sloane Romera is still young and a fifth year med student. She has been searching for her sister Lex for 6 months. She hires a PI and he has a different way for her to pay for his services. "Sometimes money just isnt enough to buy what your looking for,sweetheart. Sometime it takes a little more...persuasion to buy information like this. I tell you what..I'll shat what I know in return for a little favor." Sloane will do anything to find her sister. But today is different. Its dark,intense and above all a little more than she expected. Zeth is tall,strong facial features,a little squared jaw, nose mostly straight apart from a slightly flattened part near the ridge of of his brow, long eyelashes and his lips are full and way softer that any guys lips have a right to be. He has scars on his abs a couple inches apart. Theres a untold history of violence here. Hes hot and a voice Sloane wont forget. Zeth and Sloane hook up after he drops off Lacey at the hospital, where Sloane is now a doctor at, after another one of Laceys sucide attempts. Sloane knows she has seen him before and finally the pieces fall in place. She goes to Zeths apartment/play house to pick up her phone that Lacey took with her from the hospital. Sloane is about to have the most erotic and sensual experience shes never thought she would participate in. And Zeth is having the party. One she had no idea he was having. After her encounter with Zeth and the party he discovers that he knows something about her sister. From here they both become more attracked to each other. A attraction neither of them had planned. Zeth is hot as hell and Sloane is determined as hell to find her sister. Will Zeth find Lex and will he help Sloane find her? How far will their attraction go? I could not put this book down once I started it. It started off hot and ended hot!! This book is very erotic! If you love an erotic story with a good flow and a great story line then this book is for you. I gave it a full 5 stars. It held me captive from the begining and has a very unique storyline to it. Is it a cliffhanger? Sort of. Once you read it the cliffhanger is not bad and the book leaves you wanting more ZETH!! Great book Callie Hart!

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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Title: Lie Next To Me (A Millionaire's Love) Author: Sandi Lynn Release Date: February 17, 2014 Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
The pain was unbearable, but I had to keep moving. I had to keep running because, if I didn’t, he’d find me. I looked behind me as I ran through the streets; scared, alone, and in the dark as the mist of rain hit my face. There was no time to think, and there was no time to stop. My shoes were soaked as they sloshed through the puddles of the dimly lit streets.
My name is Rory Sinclair, and the night I was violently attacked was the night that changed my life forever. One man, a man named Ian Braxton, made it his mission to heal me, to save me, and to show me a world that previously had been only a dream to me.
Ian Braxton is far from perfect. He’s a self-absorbed, demeaning, arrogant, and womanizing millionaire. He makes it so easy to hate him, but so very hard to resist him. We’re from opposite sides of the spectrum. He comes from money and I come from poverty. When our worlds collide, his struggles become mine, and mine become his, leaving us with one question:
How much would you give up to be with someone who was meant to be yours?
As soon as I stepped through the door and into the kitchen, Ian grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall, holding my arms above my head. “Don’t turn your back on me, Rory. I’m sorry. I don’t think you’re trash. I think you’re broken and I can fix you,” he whispered in my ear.
His hot breath traveled down my neck and my body went into a near convulsion. I wanted him, but I knew if anything were to happen, it would destroy me. I would become too emotionally attached and when he got tired of me and moved on, I wouldn’t recover. He brought his face to mine as he stared into my eyes.
“I’m not broken. I’m shattered. I’m a million tiny pieces that would take longer than forever to piece back together. So please, do me the favor and don’t even try,” I whispered.
His grip on my arms lightened as he let go and took a step back, giving me one last look before he turned around and walked away. I stood and placed my hand on my neck where his hot breath had touched me. I took in a deep breath and walked upstairs. Tomorrow was the day I start my life over, alone.

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Saturday, February 15, 2014

Title: Six Brothers (Gypsy Brothers, #2)

Author: Lili Saint Germain

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Romantic Suspense

Release Date: 16th February 2014



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I have lied.


I have cheated.


I have given my body and my life to the man who destroyed my family and left me for dead.


I have killed, I have sinned, and worst of all, I have enjoyed the misery of others.


I have licked the salty tears of a father mourning his firstborn son, and nothing has ever tasted so sweet.


I have died, and I have been resurrected, a phoenix from the ashes.


I know I’m going to hell. I’ll burn in the fiery pits alongside Dornan and his sons for the things I’ve done, and for the things I’m about to do.


But I don’t care. It will be worth every lick of the devils flames on my guilty flesh to destroy Dornan Ross.


One down, six to go.





Some people would call me a whore. A girl who sold her soul to the devil. Who let him inside her, with no remorse. Who danced with the monster who destroyed everything.

To those people, I say only this: I didn’t have to sell Dornan Ross my soul. He already owned it. And once I’ve killed him, maybe I can get it back.


When I think about life before Juliette Portland supposedly died, I think of the midday sun, and the way it caught the water, making a million tiny diamonds glisten in the Venice Beach waves. I think of laughter and first kisses, of ice cream, stolen beer, and Ferris wheels.

I think of how much I loved Jason Ross, and how valiantly he fought to protect me when the rest of his family were beating and fucking me to within an inch of my life.

I think about my father, and how whenever he was near, I felt safe, no matter what.

I think about my mother, and how indifferent she was to my existence, to the point where my father was going to take me away from everything, including her, so that we could have a life free of the constant danger that a club like the Gypsy Brothers meant.

I think of how, if he had succeeded, what a wonderful life that would have been.

It’s true what they say—keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Only, they forgot to add: Don’t keep your enemies so close that they can strike without warning. That was my father’s mistake. That was our fatal undoing.


When I was planning my revenge, I vowed not to make the same mistakes he did. Allowing the enemy too close—Dornan was VP of the club, my father had been the President, but he had been quickly losing control as Dornan and his sons outnumbered him.


I vowed not to make the same mistakes my father did. But here, now, laying pinned beneath Dornan as he fills me with his rage and grief, his eldest son dead by my hand and the funeral in just a few hours, I have to wonder if I’m heading down the exact path that led to our destruction all those years ago.

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Lili writes dark romance. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, chocolate, wine, and hanging at the beach. She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.

Lili also writes paranormal fantasy.

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Friday, February 14, 2014

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When the heartache of failure for what Tara Wright believed was her love and life plan with her high school sweetheart follows her into a new year, Tara begins to rely on the three new and beautiful friendships that came compellingly into her life.

Caroline, the first to reach out to Tara, easily becomes the perfect best friend. The one Tara can confide in and trust. Thru Caroline she receives the encouragingly, witty Raleigh as a new friend as well. Next comes Adam. Meeting him at a time where she needs to rediscover herself has her scared and confused. Every moment spent with him has her head swirling and her stubborn walls weakening, collapsing for him.

Adam is the man that can make her laugh, give her support, and make her heart skip a beat every time he Is around. He's everything Tara needs to make her way back out of her stubborn shell of fear she's closed herself into.

Finally starting to spend more time together and watching Adam in his realm of adrenaline induced racing at the Motocross has Tara's weakening walls finally crumbling to the ground and singeing in the heat Adam brings to her.

Has it all just been a crazy ride to recognize true love? Can Adam fix Tara's broken heart and make her believe that their love is In The Now?

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Thursday, February 13, 2014

Deviant (Blood & Roses, #1)Deviant by Callie Hart
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

*********Erotic as Hell!**********
I beta read this for Callie and so glad I was able to get my hands on it before before it came out.The cover is hot along with the characters in the book.
This was one smoking hot book from the very begining!! Callie Harts Deviant is off the charts with hot eroticism! I was on the edge of hot and steamy all the way thru the book. The way this is written is so believable. This crap can actually be true in the world today.

How far would you go to find a loved one that has been missing for 6 months? Most people would do just about anything and in this story Sloane does. She gives her only ace in the hole up. Her V-card!

Sloane Romera is still young and a fifth year med student. She has been searching for her sister Lex for 6 months.
She hires a PI and he has a different way for her to pay for his services.
"Sometimes money just isnt enough to buy what your looking for,sweetheart. Sometime it takes a little more...persuasion to buy information like this. I tell you what..I'll shat what I know in return for a little favor."
Sloane will do anything to find her sister. But today is different. Its dark,intense and above all a little more than she expected.

Zeth is tall,strong facial features,a little squared jaw, nose mostly straight apart from a slightly flattened part near the ridge of of his brow, long eyelashes and his lips are full and way softer that any guys lips have a right to be. He has scars on his abs a couple inches apart. Theres a untold history of violence here. Hes hot and a voice Sloane wont forget.

Zeth and Sloane hook up after he drops off Lacey at the hospital, where Sloane is now a doctor at, after another one of Laceys sucide attempts. Sloane knows she has seen him before and finally the pieces fall in place. She goes to Zeths apartment/play house to pick up her phone that Lacey took with her from the hospital. Sloane is about to have the most erotic and sensual experience shes never thought she would participate in. And Zeth is having the party. One she had no idea he was having. After her encounter with Zeth and the party he discovers that he knows something about her sister. From here they both become more attracked to each other. A attraction neither of them had planned.

Zeth is hot as hell and Sloane is determined as hell to find her sister. Will Zeth find Lex and will he help Sloane find her? How far will their attraction go? I could not put this book down once I started it. It started off hot and ended hot!! This book is very erotic! If you love an erotic story with a good flow and a great story line then this book is for you. I gave it a full 5 stars. It held me captive from the begining and has a very unique storyline to it. Is it a cliffhanger? Sort of. Once you read it the cliffhanger is not bad and the book leaves you wanting more ZETH!! Great book Callie Hart!

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Six Brothers (Gypsy Brothers, #2)Six Brothers by Lili St. Germain
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

WOW Talk about SWEET Revenge!!
Lili St. Germain has done it again. Another 5 star book. If you have a weak stomach dont read this. It has revenge, sex, abuse and death. Its dark, Intense as hell,and hot as hell!!
I dont know where she comes up with her storylines but I have to commend her uniqueness on them. Theres no one that can come up with more ways than one to kill an MC biker than Sammi.

In this second book of the series Sammi has her next victim on her list of the six brothers. She realised who it was while attending the funeral of Chad. At the gravesite she found Maxi pissing on her past! Juliette Portland's grave. She seen her own grave as she was leaving the funeral to find Maxi pissing on it. Its a toss up between 2 of the brothers now. One who wants to stick his dick in her besides Dornan or one that just pisses her off and is the next in line of her abusers

Sammi vowed not to make the same mistakes her father did. But being in bed with Dornan as he pumps her with his rage and grief she has to wonder if she heading down the same path that led to her families destruction years ago.

She has called in Elliot to help her with her next round of revenge. Elliot is not one bit happy with her plans, after saving her once from Dornan he dont want to do it again. Elliot gives her what she asked for and another gift. A phone with his number in it "Tattoo Guy" and a playlist Sammis revenge playlist! She tells Elliot she doesnt need his pity and he replies its not pity,"Its love." He has told her now and that he'll never give up on her.

Sammi tells in this book all the different ways she has tried to escape her past and the nightmares. All the different ways she has tried to end her life and never succeeded til she finally realised she has something to live for after her visit with the doctor who changed her appearance. Vengeance plain and simple.

Sammi's relationship deepens with Jase in this story and vice versa. Jase saves her this time from the devil himself, Dornan, after the funeral. After Dornan decides to take his anger out on her this time.

Who does Sammi want to make pay for their sins and take out next? Which brother wants to be next to go in her plot of vengeance? You gotta read this to find out. Sammi is more determined now and her plans are falling into place. This book held my captive all the way thru it and it is VERY WELL WRITTEN and very intense. I loved it! Each book in this series just gets more intense, dark and deadly.

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Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Saturdays At the Viper Room
By Kirsty-Anne Still


Book One of The Viper Series.

“You and I know I can’t say no.” I swallow my fear and allow my eyes to fall down to his chest, I can’t look at him. “And I can’t lose you.”

Joely Gilbert, one of two head Viper Girls for the club, strives to maintain a double life both full of deceit, betrayal, sex, lust, and fear. She knows the rules of the club and the way the boss works like no other, but she is the one breaking everything she knows in order to keep the new life she has. After running from her past, she’ll do anything to stay away from it. It’s what makes her perfect for the job. It’s what makes her normal.

Everyone has a story when they arrive at the doors of The Viper Rooms.

It’s this that binds clients and Viper Girls together. Each want to forget, each want something to remember, to feel, to lust over. The Viper Rooms gives the exclusive a time in their life to get the things they need from a club devoted solely to them. No strings attached, no questions asked. But what lies beneath the surface can’t always be stopped. It can’t be silenced forever.

And Joely’s one of the girls who knows that more than anyone else.

What happens when her facade starts to break? What would Joely rather give up; the man who wants to save her, but could die trying, or the life that could ultimately kill her? I
s pleasure worth the pain?
Due to themes and scenes in the book, this is not recommended to under 18's.

We stand still and watch the doors that lead to Clara’s office fly open. Eleanor is dragged out in the grasp of Shads and Benson. Between them, they throw her against the wall, only backing away once she slumps to the ground, a winded mess. I feel my pulse race as Clara steps out, a riding crop in her hand. Eleanor begins to press against the wall, alarming panic smothering every inch of her body. She knows what’s coming and so do we. It’s confirmed as Brianna reaches for my hand, squeezing it tightly.
“Girls, this is to show you what will happen if you break rule number one.” She says no more, just raises the crop and lowers it onto the Eleanor’s body. There’s no care at what the brute force will do. Clara is out to punish with pain and as much of it as possible. The continual whooshing is followed by the slap onto Eleanor’s skin and I recoil in horror. If it wasn’t bad enough, Eleanor’s screams and howls of pain penetrate me and break me inch by inch.
As I close my eyes shut, I forget it’s Ellie there and think it’s me. I’m being punished for loving Jace, my most loyal client. Only when I open my eyes do I remember Eleanor is the one being tortured. It’s not me feeling the pain and it certainly is not me who is crying out in painful anguish.
I’m not the wrongdoer here, not right now, and a part of me is regrettably thankful.
With one final swift blow to Eleanor’s back, she collapses onto her palms and Clara stops. “Now,” Clara says as she turns back to us. She swats her palm with the blooded crop and gives all of us a choice look. “Remember this. One of our own defied the rules and I can see a few more of you sinning like that. I gave you six rules, girls, only six. It’s not a tall ask I give you, but I thought you need to see that I am deadly serious with punishment in this place. I don’t know what’s happened lately, but we haven’t had anything go wrong in nearly a year. But I plan to rectify this,” she speaks, but pauses, again swatting her palm. “I’m moving the next party closer.”
I look to Brianna, we know what this means, it means we’re getting a change up on our client lists. We look back and Clara is grinning like a Cheshire cat and we know what’s going on in her head is pure evil. We’ve gotten comfortable and The Boss wants us to squirm. We all begin to look between one another. We all know this means business.
He smirks and kisses me again. “You look a mess.” His words set a rush of trepidation throughout me, but he chuckles, kissing me greedily, delaying me from leaving. “A beautiful mess.”
I giggle, push on him and begin to leave him behind. I stumble out of the cubicle, leaving Jace to fix himself out. I go over to the restroom’s mirrors and dare myself to just look at my own reflection. I gasp when I do. Fuck! I’m an absolute mess! My lipstick is now smeared, my hair is unravelling and I know I have to look for a quick fix. I make sure the rest of it looks okay and fix my makeup before I text one of the girls to come to my aid. I can’t let Clara see me like this and I need an excuse.
‘Jace Mason took me against a cubicle door’ just isn’t going to cut it!
My hands are shaking as I quickly attempt to rectify the mess I am in. I need to be back out there with the other girls quickly, but I can’t do that looking like this. I need to be mingling with the clients before Clara even so much as thinks I’ve done a disappearing act.
“Will this help?”
I look up and Jace is behind me. I inwardly sigh. He can’t be here. My heart rate accelerates as I wonder if one of the girls will catch him here with me or if I’ll make it out alive. I look to his hand and he’s holding up four of my hairpins. I look back at his reflection in the mirror and can’t help but smile.
“Did you really think I’d feed you back to the lion’s mouth with so much as a strand of hair out of place?” he asks me sarcastically and I know him. He looks after me beyond belief. He drops his hands and comes to stand beside me. As he does, I just turn to face him and allow him to fix my hair back up into the side bun. Once he is done he runs his hand down my jaw bone until his fingers are cupping my chin. “I knew you were going to look stunning tonight, Joely, but I never expected this. You blew my breath away.” He leans in, his lips just before mine as he finishes his statement. “Again.”
This time he kisses me with restraint, just giving me enough to seal his comment. When he leaves me this time I’m less flustered and I’m ready to take on what awaits on the other side of the door. I spend a few seconds just staring at myself, before I hurriedly look into my clutch bag for my makeup and touch it all up. I make sure my hair is pristine and that I don’t look freshly fucked.
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Title: Stealing Ryder

Author: V Murphy

Series: Book #2 Sharing Harper Series

Release Date:  December 8, 2013
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"This series had me in knots but Stealing Ryder was epic! I was torn between emotions at times. Page by page worrying where V. was going with this. Then BAM! I love Ryder. Swooooooon!!! ~ Amazon reviewer, 5 stars
"V Murphy writes books that keep you coming back for more. Stealing Ryder was one of those books. Once you start it, you read it until the end, then go look for more." ~ Amazon reviewer, 5 stars
"I really loved this book, it was even better than the first one. It was romantic, angsty, sad, happy and hot hot hot. It was really perfect....." ~ Amazon reviewer, 5 stars


“I will pick up the pieces of your past and steal your heart forever, Ryder."
She stole his heart in Sharing Harper but will he be able to change his bad boy ways and do everything he can to prevent his ex and his family from destroying their relationship before it even begins?
Ryder Kent, 28, comes from a broken past full of secrets, suffering and a shattered marriage. His daughter, Evelyn, is his entire life until he met Harper, 21, a few months ago and everything changed. Harper is the reason he wakes up in the morning, but no one can seemingly accept this from his past. The pain he suffered years ago comes back to surface and Harper will have to work to save their relationship from ending.
Will Harper & Ryder be able to save their relationship and overcome the challenges they face or will they end up broken in the shadows of the past?
Follow Harper & Ryder on their continued journey in Stealing Ryder.


Chapter 1
One month later
The sun crept into the room, and all I did was stare at the curvature of her beautiful back pressed tightly against mine. The slow breaths she took calmed me. When I couldn’t sleep, I would sit up all night, staring at her tanned skin, flowing brown hair, and the curve that etched between her tits and her hips, dipping in and exposin’ her small waist.  I was taken back to where her smile spread from ear-to–ear, and the dimples on her cheeks were adorable and sexy in the same way. I needed her to move her little body around mine all day. We’d eat take-out and pizza, and she’d fuck me senseless at night, until her legs buckled beneath her and my cock was in pain.
I didn’t need anything more than what I already had right now.
Durin’ the day, we would deal with work, but nights were consumed with each other. I couldn’t get enough of her. I was desperate, selfish, and always needed more of her. She was mine, only mine. I just wanted to spoil her, as she deserved to be spoiled.
If I ever said out loud what finding Harper meant to me, the guys would mock the soft spot I have for that woman. They didn't know how it felt to have a woman so attuned to my desires; and I'm not just talking sex.  It may sound cheesy, but meetin’ Harper was the second most important day in my life, the first being the day Evelyn was born. I remember it like it was yesterday.
 “When is this thing going to be over?” I grumbled under my breath, but still continued waiting patiently, giving her the support she needed to get through the unbearable pain. I kept runnin’ back and forth, grabbin’ her ice cubes to suck on and cold rags for her head, because that’s what those stupid mommy books said to do. I wish I had read more of those damn things…
 I sat there, just looking at her and thinkin’ that through the months of torture, today was the day I was going to meet my daughter; she’s the one thing I could finally be proud of in my life.
 Today would also be the day I vowed to change everything I had done wrong. To stop being that dumbass college kid and become a damn father. I would never turn out like my own father, and do everything opposite of his asshole unsupportive self.
Hours and hours passed, and once we hit the 24 hour mark, I started to feel faint myself. After forever, and pushes assisted by one doctor and a flurry of nurses, this beautiful child came out, and I was in shock. My heart expanded with love, and an unexplainable feeling shot through my chest.
She flew out screamin’ and kickin’; the moment I got to see her, I spotted her bright blue eyes that were shaped the same as mine, and the full head of dark black hair that matched. From that second on, she was a part of me; she was my reason to wake up in the morning, and my reason to breathe. It was powerful in an unexplainable sort of way.
The rustling of the sheets caught my attention just as the sun shone through the windows. Since Harper and I became involved, I haven’t left her once in the morning without telling her goodbye, ever since the day I left her stranded alone at the hotel. That entailed waking her up early, but I had to. I wanted to fuckin’ punch myself for being a crass idiot and leaving her that morning, but I knew I had to go before the ocean got too crowded with other dudes.
“Hey, beautiful,” I whispered in her ear, while slowly biting down on her lobe and kissing her neck. This woman was so sexy, and I loved making her groan with pleasure, which is exactly what she did.
Her body shifted as she turned around to face me. Her small button nose and lush lips sent me into a tailspin. Her hair was messed around her face, and when she blinked, she greeted me with her large brown eyes. They mesmerized me and invited me in.
“Mhmmm,” she groaned, and her hands came up to touch my chest. She had the smoothest, little fuckin’ hands around. I clenched my abs when she touched me, shivering from her cold little fingers. I imagined them caressing me, makin’ me beg her for more. I pictured the warm wetness of her mouth circling the tip of me, and instantly went hard. Fuck, I was going to have to walk this off before I could get dressed.
“I will never get used to these hot-ass abs,” she murmured through sleepy yawns.
“Go back to sleep, babe. I am goin’ to go surf for a little bit. I will be back in a few hours,” I whispered, hoping she wouldn’t try to move towards me any further. I couldn’t control my sexual appetite around her; but I had to get out on the ocean, and I knew if she were to try anything else, it would be the end of me.
“Okay,” she breathed.
She was exhausted, and needed her sleep now. “I’ll miss you,” she said, and planted her sexy lips against mine, sending my cock into a painful realization that it wasn’t going to taste the inside of her until later.
“I love you, Harper Mae.” I gave her the lightest kiss against her forehead, just as she curled back into the comforter and fell asleep with a smile plastered on her face.
I got up to get dressed, and threw some shit into a bag. I never missed a day of surfing; it was my release from life’s crap. I felt alone yet invigorated when I was ridin’ the waves. It was almost the same feeling I had when I was on the football field…almost. I grabbed my wetsuit from the closet, and threw my board in the back of my Ford pickup.
As I drove down the island and towards the local surfing spot, I watched the sun rise from the east. I was content with the life I had now. Somehow, though, something was missing, and I had a feeling it had to do with family. There was still a part of me that wanted to mend things with my family and Kylee.
I dreaded going to pick up Evelyn every other day because Kylee’s comments towards me were pissin’ me off. She didn’t want to see me happy with Harper or moved on, and she had to find her place. She wanted me for herself, just like she always had. That was never going to happen. She had to back off before I forced her off.
 After I finished this surf session, it was going to be hard to go to the house to pick up Evelyn; but I had to remind myself that I was doing this for my daughter. Everything I did now was for Evelyn and Harper. They would be the only girls in my life.
I pulled into the parking spot, slipped on the rest of the wetsuit, and grabbed my board from the truck. I saw a couple guys I knew and joined them as we paddled into the ocean. When we reached our spot, we sat there waiting for the right wave.
The water lapped as we bobbed up and down with each passing bump. The sounds of the crashin’ ocean at the shore and the seagulls above us calmed my nerves, which always peaked when I knew I was about to ride a wave.
“Yo, Ry, did you read about that surf competition coming up in October?” a buddy of mine, Finn, asked.
“Yeah, the big one with ESPN?”
“Yeah! You goin’ to enter?”
I thought about this for a second; I had never actually competed in surfing. A couple guys on the ocean marveled at how fast I was able to pick the sport up.
After my football injury, my body wanted to stay active; so I figured, since I was in San Diego, I might as well try it. I took a couple lessons from Finn, and that’s how we bonded and started hanging out.
“I don’t know, man. Pat keeps tellin’ me I should, but I don’t think I am good enough.” Pat was my old football agent. He said it would be good to enter somethin’ and get my career started again, this time maybe in surfing.
“Do it! You’re totally good enough, man. Plus, you still have a whole month to decide if you want to do it anyways.”
“Are you enterin’?” I asked, my southern accent heavily emphasized.
“For sure, dude!” He beamed. Finn was your very typical “brah.” Blonde hair, tan skin, the total California “hottie” as Skye would say. He didn’t have a full time job; instead, he worked as a bartender at one of the local clubs. Even though he worked until 2am sometimes, he was always out on Coronado at 4 or 5 am. “Let’s hit this wave,” he echoed over the crash of the ocean.
The wave was large enough, and didn’t show any prediction of closing anytime soon. We both paddled forward and braced as the wave came up from behind us.  As the wave broke, we split up. Finn went for the right side and I braced left. Just as the wave reached it’s largest point, I stood up, briefly hobblin’ to regain balance. As I grasped my balance, I pulled up and rode the wave out. I allowed it to swallow me as I weaved in and out, riding along the inside of the closing tunnel. I spun twice on the board, moving up and down because the wave closed and I reached the shore. It was a damn good feelin’ to pull into shore in one piece.
I looked over to the right where Finn was, and realize he didn’t ride the wave out. He was waving his hand at me, gesturing to swim towards him.
I grabbed my board out from under me and started paddling towards him.
“Dude! Sick ride,” he exclaimed when I was close enough to hear him.
“It wasn’t that big,” I hesitated. I wasn’t one to boast about my athletic abilities. In fact, many of the guys didn’t even know I used to play for the NFL. Finn only knows because one drunken night I confessed it to him.
“I am totally going to talk to Patrick about putting you in the competition in October. Can’t say no.”
“I’ll think about it.” I laughed knowing I wasn’t prepared at all for the competition. Hell, I was just a beginner; sure, I had the strength, but I didn’t have the experience.
“Whatever you say man,” Finn said, as he began swimming out towards the ocean. “You wanna go to the bar Monday? Bring Harper and her hot, unavailable friend?”
“Yeah, sounds good. I’ll run it by Harper, but I am sure we can meet you there around 10 pm?” I called back.
“Sounds rad.”
“You know Skye is engaged right?” I reminded him.
“Yeah dude, but just cause there is a goalie doesn’t mean you can’t score.” He busted up laughing, and I fist pumped him before paddling the other way.
“Hey man, I got to go pick up Evelyn, but I’ll catch ya’ later,” I drawled, as I started paddling back to shore.
“October, bro!” Finn screamed at me as the breaking waves started pushing me out more towards the shore. When I finally reached the shore, I pulled myself off the board and gathered the rest of my stuff on the beach. I threw the board back in the truck and started it up. I drove through Coronado, and onto the bridge that connected the island to the mainland. I drove the same path I always took, down the I-5.
Today’s drive was different. I haven’t said anything to Harper, but Kylee threatened to move back to Texas the other day. She told me she was miserable here, and had trouble making friends. With her bitchy-ass attitude, I was not surprised, but I couldn’t leave Evelyn in Texas. It was not going to happen, ever.
If Kylee took off with Evelyn, then I would have to follow. I couldn’t even imagine the thought of leaving Harper; but I knew she wanted to be here for her best friend, Skye’s wedding, and to finish her last year at school. So I haven’t brought it up with her…yet.
I pulled up to the cottage Kylee rented in the suburbs. Kylee came from old money, but she spent it on Evelyn. She wasn’t a bad mother at all; she just keeps insisting on this bullshit about gettin’ together, which ain’t gonna happen. A relationship we never had and never will have. As much as I would have loved to work something out with her, Harper was, and always will be, my life. I learned how to breathe again with Harper around me. If only Kylee would finally understand. I didn't love her; my entire heart belonged to Harper.
I pulled up and parked the truck in the driveway. I hope to God this is not be the last time I come around. Hell no, my child will not be sent to Texas away from me. I respected Kylee and all, so I certainly don’t wanna be draggin’ her to court. I just wanted a relationship with my daughter, and I don’t get where Kylee is coming from, wantin’ to take that all away from me. I opened the truck door and prepared myself for hell.
When I saw her come up from inside the house, a devilish grin formed on her face. She slid up next to me before I could even step through the threshold.
“I missed you so much,” she murmured in my ear, while moving her hands along the tops of my arms, which were still wet from the ocean.
“Stop it now, Kylee,” I commanded with force, but not before I looked around to make sure Evelyn hadn’t run out.
“What’s the problem, baby? That stupid girl of yours got you on a tight leash? She’s a fucking bitch,” Kylee spat in my face.
I lowered my voice and stared her straight in the eyes without shifting once. That would be the last time she ever said something like that about Harper. Coming from her, she sounds heartless as fuck. Harper was constantly worried about Kylee hating her, and always making sure I asked Kylee’s permission before she saw Evelyn. While Kylee was always hesitant about Harper, her hatred for her was new.
“I know you’re scared, Kylee, and I know I hurt you, but I swear to you, if you ever call Harper a bitch or anything along those same lines again, I will make your life hell. Hell, do you understand that?” My voice was low, but echoed determination and anger.
“Whatever, Ry. You and I both know she isn’t the right girl for you anyways.”
I pushed past her, not even acknowledging her statement. As I walked into the living room, I saw Evelyn playing with one of her numerous Barbie doll sets. I smiled, remembering the many times I’ve played prince to her princess; because while the guys I used to play football with would laugh at that sight, I treasured the moments I could protect little Evelyn from the evils of the world. She would always be Daddy’s little girl in my eyes.
“Hey princess, you ready to go to Daddy’s house?” I asked the very distracted little girl.
“Daddy!” she exclaimed in the small yet high-pitched voice of hers.
She ran up to where I was standing. When she reached me, I reached down to her and whisked her up to my chest, where she nuzzled into my neck.
“I love you so much, princess,” I whispered in her ear.
Kylee, who was standing behind us, coughed to interrupt.
“Go grab your bag upstairs, Evie,” Kylee said, calling Evelyn by her nickname and gesturing the little girl upstairs.
I knew she wanted to talk to me. The reason I was pissed about coming over here in the first place was because I knew this was going to come to a head. She was miserable here, probably ‘cause she couldn’t get laid. More over, she couldn’t find friends to deal with her crap; and now that I had finally moved on, she was trying to punish me. She was still convinced our parents were right.
Since we were little, our parents had this grand idea that we were goin’ to end up marryin’ each other. I can remember her settin’ up little make-believe weddings. Our relationship didn’t really grow until college though, when we both went to University of Texas.
I had been fooling around in college. I loved women and sex; there was nothing much more to it than that. I liked the way a woman could make me feel as though I was pleasurin’ ‘em. I loved makin’ them scream my name, calling it out as I pushed harder and deeper. I liked pussy.
My parents, on the other hand, were convinced I needed to be with Kylee. She was desperate. She clung to me and did whatever I needed. If I couldn’t find ass that night, she was right there, clothes off, willin’ and waitin’.
My parents had this idea that their prodigy son wouldn’t be playin’ football as a profession. I remember Pops telling me that football was only good for my resume, but that I would take over his precious law firm one day. When I played for University of Texas, my parents were angry and upset because I took football more seriously than school. I was good. I loved hearing the crowd roar and chant my name when I would throw the ball into the end zone. Mom and Pops didn’t come to a single game; and when I started barely sliding by in school, they realized I would surmount to nothing. So they’d cut me off. They left their kid for the dust. 
I had to make my own way so, thank Heaven, the Houston Texans drafted me that year. I worked my ass off at practice for them, making them feel as though their 1.5 million dollar contract was useful; but Kylee had other plans. Her parents and my parents got together to create this plan to make me take over Pop’s law firm. They told Kylee to get off birth control and do what she did with me, which implied fuckin’ me.
She had convinced herself that in order to make her parents happy, she had to take drastic means to be with me. So when I was in my first year in the NFL with the Texans, she stopped taking her birth control to get pregnant. One drunken night, when I couldn’t find a chick to take home, I crawled into her small, twin-size bed and fucked her blind. When I found out she was pregnant, a brick came down and crashed onto my shit-hole life I was living in. My buddies convinced me my life was ruined. I didn’t believe her at first. I thought it was some idea she created in her head to get me to stay with her; but sure enough, the DNA test came back and proved I was the father.
So later on, there I was with a football injury, a pregnant fuck-buddy, and no other direction in life. I married her because I thought maybe that would make Mom and Pops happy. Wrong.
They were miserable with me because I told them that even though my football career was over, I wasn’t going back to them. I was never going to work at that godforsaken law firm, and they simply had to accept it. I could remember Pop’s saying things like:
“Son, you have a family now; you have to support them, and football won’t support them forever.” They shunned me from the family when I insisted that I wasn’t going to law school.
When I left Houston, because I couldn’t handle my parent’s disappointment and disapproving glares, Kylee followed me like a lost puppy. I almost felt bad that she had no direction in life. She had no goals, no motivation, absolutely nothin’. I tried making it work with her, but it just couldn’t. We slept in separate rooms, only waking up to feed or change the baby. I started sleepin’ around again, fuckin’ women to get my primal need out. We broke it off, but I vowed to her and to Evelyn that I was a father for life; and just because I wasn’t with Kylee anymore, didn’t mean that I couldn’t be a father to Evelyn.
“Ry,” she said, sliding up towards me. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at her. She was hot; I couldn’t deny it. And any other time, I would have taken those hands she was moving along my biceps and thrust them behind her, but I didn’t have that need anymore. All I kept thinkin’ about was Harper. It wasn’t until I met Harper that I realized there was so much more to it. Sex with her was different. I want to wrap her little body around me. I craved her scent and took her all in. I wanted to make love to her every time we were together. When Kylee started to contort her thin body around me, all I could think of was Harper, whose gentle curvature of her boobs and ass sent me into a flurry of excitement.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Kylee’s breathing become slow and heavy. I looked up and saw her starin’ at me with her version of seductive eyes. She has these deep, black bags under her eyes. Her vulnerability and stress almost made me feel some resemblance of emotion for her. I didn’t want to torture her with confusion. It was never meant to be like this, us together. Nothing was supposed to happen this way.
Her face went to meet mine, as she breathed heavily a few inches from me. She was rubbing against me, and my bastard of a dick responded.  My cock and my heart aren't always on the same page. I would have taken Kylee right here on the stairs, but Harper isn’t just someone. Harper is whom I’m supposed to be with, and I would never do anything to hurt her. She will always be mine. Forever.
“Kylee,” I said, pushing her away before this went any further.  
“Ry, I don’t get it. We are meant to be together. We were married, we have a baby, and our families want us together. I just don’t get it; what could go wrong?” she asked in a quiet voice that reeked of desperation.
“A lot went wrong. You want me to be a lawyer…”
“But that is what you are suppose to be! Football clearly didn’t work out for you, and now you sit on your...”
“That is enough,” I screamed with force.
“I do not want to hear anything else; do you understand, Kylee? I am not with you, and never will be again. I thought you liked Harper? I thought you didn’t mind her around Evelyn?” I asked her with genuine curiosity.
 “Ry, she doesn’t pretend like she is a mom with Evelyn does she?” she finally choked out when she was able to speak.
This caught me off guard. I knew where she was coming from. She felt as though I replaced her with Harper, and now Harper was going to replace her as a mom. I would never let that happen. Harper knew she was always going to be someone important in Evelyn’s life, but Kylee would always be her mom.
“I can promise you that will never happen. Evelyn will always see you as Mom. How can she not? You feed her, dress her, and love her more than my own mother even loves me. You are a good mom, Kylee, just not the right person for me.”
“I want to go home.”
“You are home,” I said with force, trying to emphasize that her new base is San Diego, not Houston.
“My parents want me to come home; they want to see Evie. I can go work with my dad as a secretary in his office. My old friends always ask me when I am moving back; I just want to go home.”
“No. What about me?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice as steady as I possibly could.
“Come back to Houston. You can go to law school, work for your dad. Come with me,” she begged.
“Not an option,” I said, knowing I would never leave Harper alone here. And I didn’t want to ever face my parents again. In the four years since I left home, I’ve never once went to face the pieces of shit that birthed me. Why go back when I have everything here?
“I can’t stay here; you know I can’t,” she said in a quiet voice; and without saying much more, Evelyn came bounding down the stairs with her little Barbie princess backpack on.
“Look, Daddy!” she exclaimed, while showing me the front of her backpack with the Barbie’s face plastered on the plastic.
“Just like you, hunny,” I said, lifting her up and bringing the rest of her stuff outside to the truck.  
The conversation between Kylee and me was over…for now. I had to talk to her more about it on Sunday. It would be settled then. Evelyn wouldn’t be confronted with two obviously-fighting parents. It was wrong.
Just as I was about to carry her outside and into the car, I heard Kylee shout, “Wait!”
I turned around and saw Kylee running from the inside of the house.
I turned around, with Evelyn still in my arms, and Kylee came up to both of us. She went up on her tiptoes to kiss Evelyn on the forehead, and whispered loud enough in her ears so I could hear.
“I love you, baby,” she said and kissed her forehead. I leaned down so she could kiss Evelyn’s forehead. She snuck in and pecked me on the cheek.
“I love you, too, and always will. Think about Houston.”
I turned around and walked back to my truck, shifting the car seat, making sure it was in right. Kylee would always be a part of my family; and while I loved Harper, I wondered if I was doing the right thing. If Kylee left, I knew my life in San Diego would follow; how hard would Harper be willing to work if I was thousands of miles away?


Hi! I am V. Murphy and I love everything about reading (some may call me a bibliophile). I am a current graduate from the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign and heading out west to live the California dream while pursuing my masters degree in school counseling at the University of San Diego. You can find me writing in a Panera, small coffeeshop or on campus. When I am not spending my time in school or reading, I love to write, bake and shop. Thank you for taking your time to pick up and read my story. I hope you loved it as much as I have loved writing it for you. If you would like to know more about me and the books in progress, look me up on the 'net.