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Title: Dark Edges
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Series: The Edge Series, Book #1
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I’m not your good ole boy or boy-next-door type of guy.

If that’s what you’re looking for, I suggest you move on. I curse a lot, work too fucking much, and keep to myself. My edges are hard, rough, and even dark at times.

I never thought I would wind up in the business I’m in. I may not always play by the rules, but I go where the money is, keep my nose clean, and my affairs organized.

Who knew one fucking e-mail would change everything in my controlled life. I swore I’d never touch a case like hers again, but there was something intriguing behind every word I read.

 She had my attention, she would have my services, but I never thought she’d steal my heart.

My name is Chase Black, owner of Dark Edges PI.

I’m your good girl and I once had everything.

A big beautiful house with a view of gorgeous mountains, an expensive car, stress-free job, a wardrobe any woman would die for, but one thing was missing… the ever-absent husband.

I never expected to be in the position I’m in, but I needed answers.

I sent one e-mail thinking I would figure it all out. It wasn’t the route I intended to take. The life I’d been living was a lie and he gave me the answers I needed. What happened next I wasn’t prepared for.

He had my information, he took the case, but I never thought he’d capture my heart.

My name is Naomi McAllister, owner of a broken heart.

This is our story…

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I’m Kane Caldwell, a contemporary/erotica Author. Writing had started years ago as a hobby but quickly turned into a passion. I am the epitome of a country boy with my jeans, t-shirt, hat, scruffy face, and work boots on, driving my truck. I’m in my mid-forties, but my mind tells me different. I live in the south where the weather is warm but most times sweltering hot.  I have two teenage boys that I’m very proud to call my sons. When I have down time, I love to be surrounded by family, friends, great food or engrossed in a good book. I’m a simple guy with a few jagged edges and enjoy the simple pleasures in life.

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Pennie$ (Dollar Serie$)

By Pepper Winters

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She was poor.  He was rich.  Together…they were bankrupt.

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Pennie$ is Book One in the Dollar Series

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“At 18 I had pennies, but money didn’t make me bold. At 19 I had dollars, but it didn’t dull the pain of being sold. At 20 I had hundreds, but then I met him and was found. At 21 I had thousands, but all I wanted was to be bound.”

“At 23 I had dollars, but life changed and made me rich. At 25 I had hundreds, but it wasn’t enough to stop my killing itch. At 27 I had thousands, but my reputation didn’t set me free. At 29 I had millions, but I met her and could finally see.”

Tasmin was killed on her 18th birthday. She had everything planned out. A psychology degree, a mother who pushed her to greatness, and a future anyone would die for. But then her murderer saved her life, only to sell her into a totally different existence.

Elder went from penniless to stinking rich with one twist of fate. His lifetime of crime and shadows of thievery are behind him but no matter the power he now wields, it’s not enough. He has an agenda to fulfil and he won’t stop until it’s complete.

But then they meet.

A beaten slave and a richly dressed thief. Money is what guided their separate fates. Money is what brought them together. And money is ultimately what destroys them.

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Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.

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“People say to appreciate the life you have because things can always be worse, but how can you do that when your life is the kind everyone else compares theirs to in order to make themselves feel better? I hoped and prayed so many times for as long as I can remember for things to be different, for my life to be different, but when it finally happened, and my life changed, I didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse.”

Jet Flanagan grew up under the shadow of his father, a kingpin determined to bend Jet to his will by any means necessary. He’s been forced to distance himself from anyone he might care about to keep them safe and that includes high school sweetheart, Evie Adams. He did what he thought was right to protect her, but when she comes back into his life by chance almost a decade later and sets off a life-changing series of events, he’ll be forced to deal with the collision of the life he knows and the life he should’ve had.

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Some devote a lifetime to the endless pursuit of love. Others spend even longer trying to outrun it. Between the shimmering lights of Paris and New Orleans’ commercialized sin, author J.D. Lexx embarks on his latest hunt. Once content to walk blindly in the light, these days he prowls a different world, one of shadow and sensuality where flesh yields to the probing hungers of fantasy. Driven by painful reminders of opportunity left unseized, he roams, tirelessly seeking the next in a growing collection of Crimson Confessions.

Yet these tales of conquest and seduction which have brought such notoriety are merely bait for a more transcendent prey. The one he truly stalks is infinitely more elusive, and lethal in her charms. To win her over, and write the happy ending to this unfinished story, an infamous collector of secrets must now lay his own bare for all to see. Chasing a trail of enticing exploits stretching from Sin City to Prague, every stop leads him back to the beginning…and one step closer to her.

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Determined to retake control, I feathered a caress over the sloping muscle of her abdomen while fighting to my last breath the urge to explore her body further. As I took one step back to unsteady her balance, she instantly countered, throwing her palms against the wall behind her and launching the both of us backward. On the far side of the hall, we slammed with a crash so violent that it dislodged a pair of antique mirrors from their mounts.

Moments later, I finished the job. As I shook off the impact of not one, but two bodies, she dropped to the ground, ripping my belt away and heaving it down the staircase. For a passing second, I humored the desire to leave her there on her knees, at the mercy of the beast she seemed determined to unleash. Any longer, however, and she risked getting herself into real trouble. With a grunt of reluctance, I lifted her to her feet and spun her hard against the wall. This time, both mirrors collapsed under the force of the blow, unleashing a deafening roar to each side as bronze frames hit the floor and rained shards of glass over ancient oak.

Looking to one side and then the other while helplessly bound by my grasp, she shook her head and spoke softly, “Fourteen years of bad luck. I hope I’m worth it.”

“You better be.”

I pressed her firmly to the paneling with an added shove for emphasis, and then raked slowly up her sides. Keeping her shoulders glued to the wall, her lower body began to buck as the random whimper escaped her lips. Eventually, every inch struggled to break free and lurch forward for my lips but I allowed nothing on her terms.

With a punishing tug of her hair, I held her still and licked a trail up the warm pulse of her neck. Near enough to taste her lips, I leaned in to stake my claim with that first deep kiss, mangling her blouse in desperation I could no longer control. With a starved tug of fabric, the top two buttons flew free to bounce across the floor, just as the resurrected power grid kindled a soft amber glow.

While my eyes adjusted, I caught a first glimpse of the crucifix revealed by my assault. I can’t tell you how long it kept me at bay as the receding darkness left me once again accountable for my craving. For the first time that evening, I looked into her eyes, squarely and honestly, and reaped all the shame that she had sown. In the rekindled lamp light, I saw only a young girl, and the trust I had so long refused to break.

“I have to get back,” I said, dropping my guilt-laden gaze to the floor.

To this day, those words stand among the most difficult I’ve ever uttered. I knew perfectly well the repercussions they would echo, if not for how long they would do so. No longer had I sacrificed my opportunity for her unwitting benefit. I had now formally rejected it. Fourteen years of bad luck, indeed…

As I turned to leave her trembling in the hallway, I feared the curse may have already taken hold. The moment I stepped again into solitude, that fear gave way to certainty. With a broken breath, I stepped to the bedside to take an icy hand in my own, realizing immediately that I’d returned just minutes too late. I collapsed back into my seat and buried a roar of resignation deep between my palms, grudgingly accepting the unpalatable truth that I had failed not one, but two vows that evening.

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International attorney, award-winning journalist and last of a modest raconteur bloodline, J.D. Lexx has been a storyteller for most of his life and a student of humanity for even longer. Perhaps it’s no wonder that he takes such pleasure in the subtle tease of the written word, in kindling curiosity with every shared tale, then daring the imagination to continue on beyond The End.

A traveler by nature, Lexx spends most of his time between the frenzied streets of New York and the slower pace of New Orleans’ Vieux Carré. When not exploring the sensual psyche through his writing, he can usually be found honing his skills in the kitchen or working alongside charitable organizations to promote literacy and tolerance— two causes not only reflected in his work, but forever dear to his heart.  

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Series: SEALs of Coronado, Book One

 

Release Date: April 12, 2016

When investigative journalist Hayley Garner is kidnapped by terrorists, she’s sure they’re going to kill her. But in sweeps handsome Navy SEAL Chasen Ward to rescue her. After getting her to safety, he disappears into the night before she can even thank him.

Weeks later, while covering a story on the local navy base, Hayley runs into Chasen again. Even though she didn’t see his face that night he rescued her, she can’t forget his beautiful blue eyes.

The attraction is immediate and intense, and Hayley finds herself falling into a fiery romance with the hunky hero out of her dreams. Guys like this aren’t supposed to really exist, but Chasen does, and damn is he hot.

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She’d thought he’d be easy to find, but the place was SEAL hunk central, with an awful lot of the fit, attractive guys in attendance. While quite a few of them flashed charming grins in her direction, none of them had those unforgettable blue eyes she’d spent the past four weeks seeing in her dreams.

Her earlier assessment had been right. This was hopeless.

Sighing, Hayley turned to go in search of Brad instead and almost smacked right into the broad, muscular chest of a guy in blue camo. She stared at his uniform up close, absently wondering why the Navy wore blue camouflage. It wasn’t like they were ever going to be in a blue jungle. She glanced at the rank on his collar—noting the three chevrons of a petty officer first class—then the nametag sewn on the right hand side of his chest, noting his name—it said WARD—before lifting her head to apologize for practically mowing him down. But when her gaze met his, all she could do was stare. There couldn’t be two men on the planet with eyes that blue. She’d found the SEAL who’d saved her life.

“It’s you,” she breathed.

Okay, that definitely wasn’t the most intelligent thing she’d ever said out loud. But the SEAL smiled anyway, flashing the cutest pair of dimples her way. Hayley’s breath hitched. She’d tried to picture what he looked like ever since that night, alternating between Chris Hemsworth and Henry Cavill and finally settling on a combination of the two. She hadn’t even been close. Petty Officer Ward was even more gorgeous than she imagined. Taller than she was by nearly a foot, he had broad shoulders, dark hair, and a square jaw to go along with those mesmerizing eyes. Now, this was what a superhero should look like.

“It is,” he said. “I’m glad to see you’re doing well, Ms. Garner.”

She’d been so caught up in the memory of the captivating blue of his eyes she’d completely forgotten how sexy his voice was. The deep, rich tones caressed her, making her feel warm all over. Just like they had that night in Africa. Wow, this guy was pure sexy, wrapped in blue camo. She had a crazy urge to ask him to say something else—anything else—so she could hear that voice again.

“Call me Hayley, please,” she finally managed.

She offered him her hand, pulse skipping when he took it. Wow, he had really big hands. A little part of her mind whispered something about the significance of that, but she ignored it. Instead, she focused on the overall sense of strength seeming to pour off him in waves. Being this close to him and getting a chance to take in how tall and muscular he was reminded her of the way he’d picked her up and carried her so effortlessly that night—all while using a weapon.

Hayley had never thought of herself as the kind of woman who wanted to be swept off her feet by a guy, but right now she was thinking this man could carry her anywhere he wanted to.

Damn, this guy was seriously messing with her calm, cool journalist exterior.

“Chasen Ward,” he said.

Chasen. Unusual, but it fit him. Gorgeous name for a gorgeous guy.

She wondered if the guy realized the kind of effect he likely had on every woman on the planet, especially the one standing right in front of him. Probably not, she guessed. Guys were usually clueless about that kind of stuff.

“How did things go over there?” she asked. “After you got me out, I mean.”

She cringed as soon as the words were out. Guess he hadn’t messed with her journalist mojo as much as she’d thought. Crap, now he’d think she was looking for a scoop. Nothing turned people off more than a nosy reporter.

But he merely nodded. The shade from the brim on his hat accentuated his chiseled features as he moved, making them seem even more angular.

“They went well,” he said. “My Team and I got back a few days ago as a matter of fact.”

Her inner Barbara Walters wanted to ask what else they’d done over there, but before she could decide if that was a good idea or not, two other Navy guys in blue camouflage sauntered over. Both petty officers second class, they were tall, well-built, and good looking.

“Hey, I know you,” the younger of the two men said with a trace of a Southern accent. Blond with brown eyes, he had that casual Channing Tatum-thing going on. “Though I hope you don’t mind me saying, you look a lot better now than you did the last time we saw you.” Hayley frowned in confusion at the two men, sure she would have remembered if she’d met them before.

Chasen chuckled. “This is Dalton Jennings and Nash Cantrell. They were with me when we rescued you that night. You’ll have to forgive Dalton for being clueless. He’s taken several classes on how to be charming, but unfortunately, he keeps failing them.”

She laughed and shook hands with both men. Dalton looked so chagrined, she couldn’t help but take pity on him. “Don’t worry about it, Dalton. I’m well aware of how much of a mess I looked that night. Thanks for being there with Chasen and the rest of your Team.”

The SEAL visibly relaxed, giving her another grin. “No problem. Just doing our job, ma’am.”

Dalton might have failed out of charm school—according to Chasen at least—but there wasn’t a woman alive who wouldn’t swoon over that Southern drawl.

“I know it was hard to tell with all the gear we had on,” Dalton continued. “But I was the one doing this.”

Dark eyes suddenly intense, he struck an action hero pose, arms lifted as if he were holding an imaginary machine gun. On either side of him, Chasen and Nash snorted in unison.

“You mean you were the one nearly running into every wall around you because the batteries in your NVGs were dying.” Nash pointed out drily, his dark eyes filled with amusement.

Dalton considered that a moment, then dropped the pose and shrugged. “That might have been me.”

Hayley laughed, unable to help herself. They were both funny—and seriously cute—but she had to admit she was glad when they took off a little while later, leaving her alone with Chasen.

“How is your ankle feeling?” he asked as his buddies walked off toward the pavilion.

“Much better, thanks,” she said.

He looked down pointedly at her foot where it peeked out from under her long skirt. She’d tried not to make it obvious, but she’d been standing with all her weight on her good foot so she could give the injured one a rest. Chasen lifted a brow as if he saw through the little white lie.

Hayley gave him a sheepish look. “Okay, you caught me. It still hurts a little. But it really is much better. Thanks to you.”

“How’s that?”

“If you hadn’t gotten there in time, a messed-up ankle would have been the least of my worries. I don’t know how I can ever repay you for saving my life.”

That playful grin returned. “I’m more than ready to call it even if you consider going out to dinner with me.”

If Chasen were any other guy, Hayley might consider making him work a little harder for a date. But she’d been more than ready to go out with him since he’d loaded her on that helicopter over in Africa. Heck, there’d been a time or two when she’d woken up from an especially nice dream involving the Navy

SEAL when she was ready to do a lot more than date the guy. Rip off his uniform and roll around on the floor with him being one thing that came to mind.

“Dinner sounds great,” she said, quite proud of her ability to maintain her composure.

“Friday night work for you?”

“Perfect.”

Hayley entered her number in his phone while he did the same with hers, then she gave him her address.

“I’ll see you at 1830 hours,” he said, then chuckled. “I mean, six-thirty.”

“I can’t wait,” she said, and meant it.

Touching his fingers to the brim of his hat in a causal salute, Chasen gave her another smile then strode off. Hayley let out a sigh as she watched him go. Damn, he made that blue camouflage uniform look good.

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Paige_Tyler_-_Purple_Top_Standing-375x564Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

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Jaq With a Q

Title: Jaq With A Q

Author: Jettie Woodruff

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: May 3, 2016

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* Wrong Number

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* In the eye of the beholder

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Jettie Woodruff resides in Ohio, but she’s not sure why. She hates winter. People say Jettie has her own genre, a mixture of love, sex, family, mystery, comedy, and sometimes taboo. She also has a half a dozen stories started, all waiting to be told. The one that makes it to thirty-thousand first is usually the one that gets published next.

Some of her favorite things are, first and foremost her family, reading, writing, bike riding, hiking, BOOK SIGNINGS, my friends, and life!

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My name is Dominic Powers. My software engineering company, DPS, is one of the top 500 companies in the world. Conducting a search for my Personal Assistant brought an unexpected candidate straight to me.

I knew she was different as soon as she walked into my high-rise office. She exuded innocence and inexperience. Those are two things in a woman that normally don’t attract me, but I am apparently making an exception for her. She’s young and delicate – and I’m afraid she won’t make it in my world.

But the carnal man I’ve kept hidden deep inside me says I have to try.

She is my Sophia Vasco.

I am Her Dom.

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A.D. Justice’s debut novel is Wicked Games, A Steele Security Novel. It is the first of a five book series. The second book in the Steele Security Series is Wicked Ties. it continues the story exactly where Wicked Games ends. Each book is designed as a stand-alone from a character perspective, but reading from the beginning will give the reader a better sense of how the characters are connected. The premise of the series is based on a group of elite soldiers and their adventures with Steele Security.

A.D.’s second series is the Crazy Series and Crazy Maybe is the first book. It is not for the faint of heart – complex, real-life issues are addressed, with several twists and turns that will keep you turning the pages until you’ve devoured the whole book! This series will also continue with more emphasis on the supporting characters.

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Jewels, deception and adventure…
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Twenty-two year old, Cammie Adams knows one thing for sure… life isn’t fair. She’s still a wreck from the tragic loss of her parents seven years ago. Right after she gets her PI license she is not only robbed, but abducted, only to find her life was all a lie. When she finds her mother’s diary she discovers she was only a pawn in her mother’s dangerous game. Now she must get back what is rightfully hers from the man who murdered her mother.Hot and mysterious Simon Fisher has really only loved one thing… jewels. This ex-jewel thief, now bodyguard, doesn’t even know what hits him when he rescues Cammie as a favor to her father. Simon must protect her, but soon finds where there is trouble, Cammie isn’t far behind.

 

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She will not only steal his prized jewel, but his heart.

 

Heart pounding, Cammie followed Simon through the dark jungle with a loaded gun in her hand. It was amazing how good she could see with the night vision goggles on. They had listened to the chatter on Simon’s bug until the men fell asleep. Simon knew exactly where he was going and knew where the diamond was kept. The moon and stars were the only illumination in dark jungle. Wild animals howled in the distance; she hoped they stayed on their side of the jungle.
Simon stopped and turned around. “Are you okay back there?”
“Yes, maybe adventure really is in my blood.”
He smiled. “It’s not much farther. When we get there, we’re going into the tent I told you about. There’ll be a large wooden box. The diamonds are inside. Once I get the lock open, you take the red diamond. It will be the largest one. Take nothing else. Remember we have to get in, get what we came for and get out. If anything happens, you take that diamond and run back to the jeep, no matter what.”
She took a deep breath. “Okay.”
They walked approximately five more yards, then she saw a dying fire. Thanks to the goggles, she spied the tent that Simon had told her about. It was the closest one to the entrance of the mine. It was hard to grip the gun with her clammy hands. Five other tents circled around the fire. Simon motioned for her to follow him around the back of the tents. They arrived at the tent she was to go inside.
Simon gave her a quick peck on the lips and nodded. They went inside. Simon got the box open within a few seconds. She felt like she could not breathe when she looked into the wooden box almost full of clear loose diamonds. Resting on top was the red diamond, by far the largest diamond inside the box.
Adrenaline took over. She picked up the gem and put it into her pocket, careful not to drop the gun. It was surprisingly easy to take something that was not hers. As Simon locked the box back, they heard one of the men get up. Simon grabbed her and they went behind the tent. They squatted down low and peeked around. One of the men had gotten up to pee. They held their breath in the dark, waiting. Cammie was sure the beat of her heart was loud enough for the man to hear.
When the man went back inside his tent, she took a step to follow Simon and accidentally stepped on a large twig. The loud crack sounded through the silent, night air. She froze. They heard someone else come out of their tent. Simon grabbed her hand and pulled her into the mine shaft to hide. The mine was damp with an earthy smell. Tracks with rickety old carts lined the middle of the tunnel. On the opposite side of them were dirt-covered shovels, buckets and round shifters. Damn! They would be on their way back to the huts right now if she had not stepped on that stupid twig.
They pressed their bodies flat to the rock wall as they listened. When the voices got closer, Simon took her hand and pulled her farther into the mine. Her feet sunk down into the deep mud. She felt gritty gravel at the bottom of the sludge.Thank goodness, they were equipped with boots and night vision goggles. They went a little deeper into the mine.
Simon stopped to listen. Men’s voices carried through the tunnel. “Shit! I think we’re going to have to find another way out. We don’t have much time to get out of here. If they check the box and see the red diamond is missing, they’ll search the area. We need them to think one of their own stole the diamond.”
Cammie wanted to cry. Why did she even come? Now they were both in danger. She pressed her lips together to hold in the emotion that threatened to escape.
Simon put his hands on her shoulders. “We’re going to find a way out, okay? I need you to trust me.” She swallowed and nodded. Afraid for both their lives, she followed him with her feet growing heavy from the wet mud that now clung to her boots and pants. The air was thick the farther they went, making it difficult to breathe.
“Look.” Simon pointed to a round opening in the ground to the right of them. It must have been ten feet wide and twenty feet deep. The bottom of the pit looked like gravel. He took out a small flashlight and shined it down into the hole. She looked down at what she had thought was gravel. Among the little rocks was what looked like dirty chunks of ice.
“Diamonds.” Various shapes and sizes mixed in with worthless rocks. He shut the flashlight off and they continued through.
Cammie stepped on something crunchy. She looked down and screamed. Simon put his hand over her mouth. He looked down to see what caused her alarm.
“Is that human?” she asked, looking down at half a rib cage.
He hugged her tight. “I think so. Come on, I’m getting you out of here.” There was a small path to their left. Simon stopped. “I feel air. This way.” The opening was so narrow they had to turn sideways to get through.
Ten minutes later, they were out of the mine somewhere in the jungle. Cammie inhaled a big gulp of the fresh air as Simon took off his backpack. She watched him dig through the supplies with his light.
“Here it is.” He held up a compass. “Do you need a drink?” He handed her the canteen.
“Yes, but I think I need something stronger than water right now.” She took a drink anyway and handed it back to him.
“We’re okay. We need to head east. We should only be about an hour out of our way.”
Cammie nodded and tried to be brave even though she was sweaty, dirty and sick of being courageous. Her pants were damp and her night vision goggles were heavy. The bugs in the jungle were having a feast on her skin. Somehow, she never pictured this part of stealing a diamond. The wild noises of the inhabitants echoed around them. She did not want to shoot an animal, but she would if they decided she looked tasty.
They moved swiftly through the darkness toward the huts. By the time they got back, she was out of breath. She jumped in the jeep, relieved.
Simon gave her a quick kiss. “You were amazing. Now let’s get out of here.”
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Murder, jealousy and treasure…
When Cammie Adams, determined novice PI, gets an urgent call from her ex, she is compelled to take his case. Miles, a luxury hotel owner and an upstanding citizen of Upton Hills, finds one of the maids dead. He turns to Cammie for help to keep his beloved hotel from being tarnished. With her partner and boyfriend, Simon, she takes on a case that might just be their last. Her ex’s hotel is an eighty-year-old building that has secrets of its own.Can they catch the murderer to save the hotel and her ex’s reputation or will the case take a turn that will leave them lost forever?
Simon looked at her and brushed the wet hair over that was clinging to her face. His hazel eyes stared deep into hers. “When I thought even for one second that I could lose you, I didn’t like it.”
She smiled at him. “You weren’t even worried about that hunk of gold.”
This brought back the fun loving guy she knew. “Thanks for reminding me that he got away with the gold.” He smirked.
“He won’t get away with this. My father will find us and we’ll get it back,” she said, looking out to the never ending water.
Simon scooped up a handful of sand and let the grains slowly slip out of his fingers, reminding her of an hourglass. “I don’t want to alarm you, but how will your father find us? He’s on his honeymoon and doesn’t even know we’re missing.”
“I have faith.” She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. “Besides there’s no one I’d rather be missing on a deserted island with.”
He touched the tip of her nose. “I’ve had some experience with living in the wild. We’ll survive.” She knew he was referring to the month he had spent camping out in the South African jungle. If he could survive in a jungle, an island with white sandy beaches and palm trees should be no problem.
“I know.”
Simon looked around. “We need to gather some wood for a fire before dark.”
She followed him along the edge of the trees to help him find some drift wood to burn. They gathered wood, small dried leaves and sticks, then carried it all back to the beach.
“Are your clothes still wet?” Simon asked.
“A little.”
Simon took off his shirt and pants. “We should take off our clothes and lay them in the sun so they can dry before nightfall.”
She stripped down to her bra and panties. At least if she only had one set of underwear they were high quality. She giggled. “I feel like we’re Adam and Eve.”
Simon smiled. “Does that mean you are going to tempt me with your forbidden fruit?”
She laughed and playfully slapped his arm.
“I’ll get a fire started. If you want you can grab as many of those fallen palm branches as you can. We’ll sleep on those tonight.”
“Okay.” She went over and started gathering the branches. By the time she got as many as she could carry, Simon had started a small fire. She was relieved to see the flame. They would be in total darkness as soon as the sun went down.
“I’m going to get more sticks for a bed. See if you can find any sharp shells and shells that could be used to drink out of.”
She walked barefoot on the hot, gritty sand. At least their clothes would be dry soon. The night air would get chilly. Someone had to find them. A couple of days on a deserted island with Simon would not be so bad, like a vacation really. If it turned into weeks or months that terrified her.
There were lots of broken shells. She took what looked to be the strongest and sharpest. Finding some that could be used as a cup was not as easy. Each time she picked up what she thought was a whole shell, once pulled out of the sand, proved to be another broken one. She continued to look, until her back hurt from bending over so much. Finally, she found two that were good enough to use as small cups. If only they had water or even better, sweet tea.
She looked down at a crab crawling along the sand. “Simon, I think I found some food!”
“Seafood, good job.” He picked up the crab and took it over to the fire. As their food cooked, they put on their dry clothes.
“I found some coconut trees. I need to climb up to get some. We need something to drink until we can find fresh water in the morning.”
She was nervous as she watched him scale the tree. She would not know how to help him or survive if he got hurt. He told her to look out, so she moved over. Three coconuts fell to the ground. Simon climbed back down like a monkey. He beat them open with a sharp rock he had found. As the sun set they ate cooked crab and drank coconut milk. Not bad.
Simon had managed to build them a temporary shelter for the night. Some sticks and leaves would at least keep them from sleeping on the ground. She snuggled up to Simon as the cool breeze blew. He protectively wrapped his arms around her. She felt tired and dirty.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she lied.
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Spies, weddings and new beginnings… 

Ready to get back to work after a long leave from their PI business, Simon Fisher and Cammie Adams take the first case that comes their way. Someone is selling company secrets and it’s up to them to find the spy. But when they get their answer, they uncover much more than espionage.
After attending recent family weddings, Simon has become an expert at dodging Cammie’s hints about giving her a certain piece of jewelry he has always secretly feared. Simon doesn’t know how long he’ll be able to keep his girlfriend satisfied without giving her the one thing she still desires.
As they work their case, will Simon and Cammie discover another fortune or will they see that the greatest treasure of all is the one they already have… love?
“All you found was a designer thong?” Cammie asked, disappointed and a little disturbed that Simon had seen another woman’s skimpy underwear. Not that he had not seen plenty of panties before he had met her—it was no secret that he used to be quite the playboy.
“Yes, I searched his entire apartment. Either Ted’s a player or in a relationship with a rich woman who can’t keep track of her panties.” Simon smirked.
“We’ll have to keep closer tabs on Marcy and Paxton. Maybe what the other employees suspect is true.”
Cammie filled Leo’s cat dish with more dry food. His soft fur rubbed against her as he weaved in and out of her legs. Leo had warmed up to them. Even though he still had a wild streak, he was affectionate. Cammie reached down to pet his butterscotch colored head. He purred a thank you as his tail wrapped around her leg.
Standing behind her, Simon placed his hands on her hips and pressed his body into hers.
“We need to take advantage of having the house to ourselves.”
She felt the warmth spread through her body until her lower half tingled, begging to be touched. No matter how many times they had made love, every time excited her just as much as the first. She turned to look into his seductive, hazel eyes. He lifted her up on the counter and she wrapped her legs around him as he removed her shirt.
They had moved from the kitchen to the shower, where Simon got one of his hunches about the case. His ideas could come at bizarre times. He had decided they needed to go check out Wentworth’s competitor. Maybe they could save some time if they were to find a connection with one of the employees in the Douglas building and the best time to break in would be in the middle of the night. Cammie had grabbed a black T-shirt and a pair of jeans in a rush to check out Simon’s hunch. Instead of spooning in bed, they were on their way to Douglas advertising.
Simon pulled the SUV into the dark parking lot. Douglas Advertising was not as big as Wentworth, but close to it. He parked in the back row of the lot where the security camera could not reach. Cammie tucked her long hair up into a black beret.
Simon disarmed the alarm system with an ease that still amazed her. Once inside the building, Cammie walked over to the receptionist desk. She shined her flashlight on the appointment book sitting on the desktop. Something had to lead them to their spy. She flipped through the pages with her gloved finger. Her heart raced when she saw Marcy Webber’s name. Marcy’s appointment had been a job interview with Douglas. Compelling, but that did not necessarily prove her to be the spy. Cammie took a digital image of the page. Simon came up behind her and touched her shoulder.
“Did you find anything in Douglas’ office?” she asked, hopeful.
“I don’t know. There was a name written on a piece of stationery that seemed out of place.” Simon showed her the rose colored paper. A letter D was embossed in gold. The only thing that was written was the name Daisy in black ink.
She held the thick paper between her fingers. “It looks pretty and expensive. Where was it?”
Simon motioned her back to the office he had been inside. He opened the top drawer of Douglas’ desk. “It was hidden under the organizer.” He carefully put the stationery back where he had found it.
“It is interesting, but may not have anything to do with our case. She could just be his mistress.”
Simon nodded. “Probably. Did you find anything?”
Cammie showed him the image she had taken. “Marcy’s appointment here was a job interview. It was written in the receptionist’s appointment book.”
Simon turned his head to the file cabinet. “Let’s check to see if Marcy’s on their payroll.”
Cammie nodded. After searching all the employee files, Marcy was looking less like a suspect. They did not come across Paxton, Jason, Miles or Ted’s names either.
“I’m not sure what to make of this,” Cammie said, as she followed Simon back outside to arm the alarm system.
“Things are always more complicated than anticipated, which is what makes this job so fun.”
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“A richly nuanced — and smolderingly clever — book about letting love shine in places where the past feels bigger than it needs to be. The cast of side characters range from quirky to mysterious, lending tremendous authenticity and depth to a romantic story that is so much more. A one-click must read!” Julia Kent, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.

“A heartbreaking tale of letting go and learning to love again. A jaw-dropping debut novel you have to read.” – Helena Newbury, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.

Synopsis

How do you start over when you gave everything to one life, one plan, and lost it all?

Althea refuses to allow herself to love again. Imprisoned in grief at twenty-four after her husband’s sudden death, she’s convinced her heart died along with him. She spends her days honoring his memory by clinging to the legal career he helped her to build and to the remaining pieces linking them together.

Griffen’s been running from his past. Despite success as an author and investigative journalist, he’s been traveling through life on autopilot. For a decade, he’s chosen perilous adventures and meaningless sex over the danger of any attachments. When he finally returns home to Pittsburgh, he’s slammed by the awakened memories and regret he’s spent years trying to escape.

A chance encounter brings them together. Their instant desire for each other – and the bond they discover between them – shocks them both. Despite her best efforts, Althea can’t resist Griffen’s charm or his intriguing proposition – if she agrees to a no-strings affair with him for the two weeks he’s in town, he swears he’ll walk away when their time is up. Assured she can test the waters of a new life while keeping her vow never to betray her husband’s memory by opening her heart to another, Althea throws herself into the escape Griffen provides her.

Their perfect plans go awry when the intensity of their connection overwhelms them. Will they risk it all on the chance of something great together…or will the power of their secrets and guilt tear them apart?

 

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  • River — Joni Mitchell
  • La Vie En Rose — Madeleine Peyroux
  • All I Want — Kodaline
  • Little Talks — Of Monsters and Men
  • Ol’ Man River — Ray Charles
  • Change The Sheets — Kathleen Edwards
  • SexyBack — Justin Timberlake
  • Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) — Katy Perry
  • Blurred Lines — Robin Thicke
  • Let Go — Frou Frou
  • Sex On Fire — Kings Of Leon
  • Fallen (Live) — Sarah McLachlan
  • Sail Away — David Gray
  • People Gonna Talk — James Hunter
  • Love Is Blindness — Jack White
  • Into Dust — Mazzy Star
  • Live Like a Warrior — Matisyahu
  • Over the Love — Florence + The Machine
  • Things Will Change — Treetop Flyers
  • Many Rivers to Cross — Jimmy Cliff
  • Try — P!nk
  • Agape — Bear’s Den
  • Stronger — Kanye West
  • Althea — Grateful Dead
  • No One’s Gonna Love You — Band of Horses
  • Safe and Sound — Capital Cities
  • Reservoir — Hem

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Excerpt #1

Griffen stroked her cheek and Althea thought how truly sorry she was to have woken him, especially because what she didn’t tell him was that tonight it wasn’t her deceased husband Jack’s face in her nightmare that turned to dust and disappeared. It was Griffen’s.

“Althea…” Griffen whispered.

“Shh. No,” she said softly as she reached up and caressed his face gently in return. “Will you just…will you please make love to me, Griffen?”

“Anytime, gorgeous.”

But it won’t be anytime anymore, Althea thought. He will turn to dust and I will be all alone. Again.

And she knew it had to be that way, because this emptiness in her heart was the penance she would always have to pay for failing Jack.

Griffen led her to the bed and they made love. It was the most tender and gentle experience of their time together. Griffen touched her everywhere, stroked her hair, kissed her face and soothed away each tear. He ran his lips down her chest and she gasped as he sucked her nipple into his mouth reverently. He somehow managed to put on a condom despite touching every part of her constantly and slid gently inside of her. She was grateful because she didn’t want any lead-in this time. She just needed him inside her, while her hands were full of his hair and his warm, giving flesh. She moaned and lifted his head from her breast to look at him.

“Baby,” he said, kissing her eyelids and finally claiming her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his, even curling her feet around his calves, desperately trying to make every inch of her body touch his.

She was so preoccupied with how full and complete she felt that her climax surprised her. This had not been about an orgasm, it was about closeness and human contact. Running off the demons of loss and fear, if only for a moment.

But Griffen didn’t know how to leave her unsatisfied. He couldn’t touch her without making her body go off like a sparkler in the backyard on the fourth of July, and even now, with his gentle lovemaking, it was no different. He groaned in her ear and came right along with her, spurring more spasms and electric shocks through her body.

“Oh Griffen, yes, Griffen,” she responded.

He leaned up and looked into her eyes, brushing her hair back from her face. His face looked so tormented.

“Oh Althea,” he said sadly over and over again, almost like a prayer, until he rolled over and held her until she finally fell into a blessedly dreamless sleep.

 

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Althea leaned back and forced a smile and laugh as she looked around. Her brazen pretense was tossing kerosene on Griffen’s fiery emotions.

With each nervous dart of her eyes, Griffen’s heart pounded with more anger. He leaned closer and whispered hotly in her ear, “Is that better? Am I making you uncomfortable? God forbid someone thinks you aren’t a perfect widow pining away alone after all these years. That you’re still living an adult life,” he growled. “Maybe I should ignore your rules and touch you anyway. I know you like it when I do.”

“Stop it, please.” She breathed slowly, calming herself. “We can touch. Just not here.”

“Fine. I get it.” Griffen couldn’t stop how angry he felt.

The irony wasn’t lost on him. Most women he’d been with begged him to be serious with them and tell the world they were together. That had never appealed to him, until now. Yet here was this beautiful, desirable woman that he wanted to express affection to and she couldn’t bear to let anyone know they were together. He hadn’t even realized how furious it made him until he found his heart was racing and he was feeling hot with anger.

Althea must’ve sensed it because she leaned over and whispered, “No. You don’t get it, and you shouldn’t have to. This is my thing. My issue.” She looked around to see if anyone was staring at them and looked into his eyes. “I do want to touch you. I want you to touch me.” She swallowed and lowered her voice even more. “Very much.”

“Fine,” he gritted out. When he looked down at her, with her eyes turned up so full of concern while her lips parted and she panted just a little from the desire that coursed through them every time they were near each other, his heart pounded for a different reason. “I need to touch you, too…everywhere.”

“Yes, please,” she whispered.

 

Author Bio

Chloe is a contemporary romance novelist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with her husband and their sweet puppy. Chloe has always loved writing and cherishes the opportunity to craft her fictional novels and share them with the world.

When Chloe isn’t writing, she spends her time exploring Pittsburgh with her husband and friends. She also enjoys yoga, jogging, and all Pittsburgh sports. She is an avid reader and wrote her debut novel Three Rivers in her spare time. She loves to research every last detail relating to her books. For example, in an effort to bring authenticity to Three River’s treatment of grief and loss, she consulted with a psychologist and grief counselor during its preparation.

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Semblance

Author Logan Patricks

Semblance by Logan Patrick

SYNOPSIS:

Whoever said money couldn’t buy happiness has never starved a day in their lives.

My name is Aria Valencia, a third year classical music student at the university, and I was down to my last dollar. Some nights, I seriously considered working at the rippers just to make ends meet, but the thought of my dad’s spirit–God rest his soul–scowling at me while I danced up on some drooling degenerate was enough to turn me off the idea completely.

And then one night, chance came knocking on my door under the guise of the Midnight Society, a secret cabal comprised of the most wealthy and influential souls this side of the Universe. Their leader was a man named Shadow, who was equally enigmatic as he was gorgeous and, for some mystifying reason, had his dark brooding eyes focused on me.

Seduced by the promises of fame and fortune in exchange for a seemingly innocent request, I soon found myself drawn into a provocative world filled with both vast riches and unending lies and it didn’t take long for me to realize what being a part of the Midnight Society actually entailed: shiny things, sensual romance, and dead bodies.

Being with Shadow came with a terrible price, one that I wasn’t willing to pay. There’s a dark side to every love story, and this one was mine.

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 Excerpt

His presence cast a hush throughout the gardens. Shadow strolled towards the three women on their knees, stalking them with an animalistic grace.

He was ominous, yet electrifying and I found myself trembling just standing in the same vicinity as he was.

“Your bride awaits you Shadow,” Calisto said to her brother.

I glanced around and noticed that everyone had their head bowed in reverence of this man.

It was disconcerting and this made me panic.

This had to be a cult; there was no other logical explanation in my mind. Any second now, this Shadow fellow was going to pass out the Kool-Aid and we were all going to

drink it and die.

There was still time for me to flee. I could pretend to use the bathroom and then sneak out the window or something. I had no idea where on the map this estate was, but that didn’t matter. I needed to escape and I could figure the rest out later.

I looked around to see if anyone else was watching me.

Damn it, indeed someone was. Calisto’s eyes were deadlocked onto me.

I panicked and almost let loose a scream, but managed to contain myself. Thank God for the mask I was wearing, which hid the expressions on my face.

Calisto smiled and winked at me, which I thought was a bizarre thing to do. I had no idea what was happening or what to expect, but I desperately wanted to be away from here.

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PURCHASE LINKS:

 Amazon UK

 Amazon US

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AUTHOR BIO:

Logan discovered both love and heartbreak at the tender age of seven, when the pretty little blue-eyed girl next door stole his Kit-Kat bar and shared it with the bad boy from across the street. Devastated, Logan found solace by escaping into imaginary worlds he forged with words, creating kingdoms where the chivalrous knight always got the princess.

Twenty three years later Logan spends his days in a suit and tie, working for the government on matters of network security. However his thoughts never strayed too far from the incendiary nature of love — the passionate fire that’s both scintillating and dangerous. Obsessed with exploring the steamy and mysterious side of human nature,

Logan continues to create worlds filled with thrills, mystery, and of course, sex.

Links:

 Website: http://www.loganpatricks.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoganPatricks

Facebook: Logan Patricks

Amazon Page: Logan Patricks Amazon Page

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Review

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To this reviewer, Semblance, read like a beautiful, seductive, thrilling Fairy-tale for adults. I literally could NOT put this novel down!!!  When this part of the story was over, I did not want it to end!!! I wanted MORE! MORE! MORE!!!

This read has to be my FAVORITE in a long time…

The story-line  is gripping, thrilling, romantic, shocking, and surprising!

A Truly MUST! MUST! MUST READ!!!

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READ THIS BOOK!!!

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Ratings

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5.0 Rosebud of Writing Rave

Semblance is written beautifully. The writing flows from chapter to chapter, scene to scene. The time frame moves along swiftly, but never confuses the reader. Each chapter ends leaving the reader engrossed in the read, intrigued about what will the next chapter hold.  The ending is quite shocking, the plot and story-line give no clues what so ever . This writer is exceptionally talented and knows how to  weave words into gold…

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1.0 Teardrops

My emotions stayed in check until Chapter 22. This reviewers heart was totally wrapped up in this novel. The quips between the Hero and the Heroine will make you smile and laugh. The thrilling scenes will make you gasp. And if you are an emotional reader like me, then have a few tissues handy for both your happy and sad tears…

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5.0 Romance Rave

Whether it be via innuendo in the novels dialogue, or the Hero and Heroine getting HOT & STEAMY– This is one magical READ ❤

Listen while you Read

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Music Written & Played by Author Logan Patricks

Classical Piano pieces mentioned in Semblance

Breathless: http://www.loganpatricks.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/Breathless.mp3

Echo: http://www.loganpatricks.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/Echoes.mp3

(Listen to at: http://www.loganpatricks.com/sensual-piano-for-you/)

Sneak Peek

Book 2, Midnight Society

(Courtesy Logan Patrick Website:

http://www.loganpatricks.com/2014/01/18/your-exclusive-book-two-midnight-society-preview/?contact-form-id=1115&contact-form-sent=1620&_wpnonce=9a36c22c4e#contact-form-1115 )

THE MIDNIGHT SOCIETY: BOOK TWO

“Do you know what this is?” he asked.

“It’s a pocket watch,” I said.

“That’s where you’re wrong,” he replied as he wiped the dust off of it with his fingers. It was a pretty looking thing made out of silver. What caught my eye was the visibility of the inner gears, a magnificent network of tiny little cogs that gave the watch a steam punk sort of vibe.

“I’m pretty sure it’s a pocket watch,” I repeated. “It’s a pretty one though.”

“To your first point, the pocket watch is just a facade. And to your second comment; thank you. I made it myself.”

I couldn’t say I was surprised. He seemed like the type of guy who knew how to use his hands.

“So tell me then, what is it?” I asked.

“It’s a totem for the truth,” he replied.

“Come again?”

He sat down next to me and placed the watch in my hands so I could look at it.

“There was one performance of this theatre that was my absolute favorite,” he said. “It was called the Festival of Fools. The basic premise of the story was that one day, a remote European village suffered a great tragedy of biblical proportions–a strange disease took the lives of all the children. For weeks, everyone in the village lived within a fog of depression, where eating and breathing became more of chore, rather than a necessity. It was a dark, dark time for everyone seemed as if the entire village itself was biding their time, waiting for death to come for them as well.

“The mayor of the village devised an outrageous plan to help everyone cope with their grief. He proposed holding a festival where for one week, everyone in the village was to forget about their current existing life and to come up with a new persona for themselves. For the entire duration of that week, everyone was to roleplay being someone else.

“All families–emotional ties to a loved one–ceased to exist during this festival with the intent that within seven days, everyone would forget about the death of their children, distracted by maintaining the lie of their new lives. However, there needed to be a mechanism during this week for villagers to know when someone was telling the truth–just in case. It was decided that every villager would carry one item made out of silver, and when it was presented to another, it was known that the person holding it was telling the truth–temporarily abandoning their roleplay.”

I raised the silver pocket watch to our eye levels and let it dangle from the chain, the weight of gravity rotating it slowly and effortlessly.

“The pocket watch in your hands was one of the totems of truths used in the play,” he said.

“So what happened to everyone?” I asked.

“Well, as you can imagine, the entire village went into chaos. Emotions were running high and the thrills of taking on a whole new identity led to crazed episodes of debauchery, adultery, and in one instance, murder. When it was all said and done, lines were crossed and families were destroyed and it was too painful to return to the previous lives they once had.”

“And then?”

“All the silver in the village was destroyed. The end.”

“I thought you said the plays done in this theatre were all comedies,” I pointed out.

“Not all the time. As twisted as this sounds, sometimes it’s nice watching the train wreck that is other people’s lives, just to make your own look a little better by comparison.”

“That sounds awful.”

“We all do it,” he said, “Though we choose not to admit it.”

There was a moment of silence as we both stared at the pocket watch in my hands.

“So what was her name?” I asked smiling.

“Who’s name?” he asked.

“The girl you lost your virginity to in this theatre.”

There was a brief pause. “Nadia,” he finally said.

“Is that the truth or just another one of your lies?” I asked.

He shook his head. “I’m finished lying,” he said. “It’s brought me nothing but trouble.”

Suddenly the front double doors burst open and through it entered a dark, ominous figure shrouded in a hood, drenched from the rain. Behind him, the man was dragging a screaming woman along the ground by the collar, her wrists and feet bound by tie wraps.

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