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Matched in Miracle-Book 6
Mischief and Masquerade Katherine Eleanor Wellington jammed her finger on the end call button and threw it onto the bed. “Wow. Harsh.” Emily Hayes, her best friend, sat on the floor with her leg drawn up to her chest, painting her toenails chartreuse green. Kate slumped into the chair at her desk. “You’ll never guess who they suggested this time.” Emily chuckled and wiped a bit of the polish from the edge of her big toe. “Sir Edmund Lancelot of Avalon?” “Just as well be.” This was the third loser her parents had tried to hook her up with. Good grief! Why couldn’t they let her find a guy on…
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The Dragon’s Realm
Chapter 1 Anthony Know what sucks worse than dying? Dying twice. Both times, totally not my fault. I blame the first time on that ginormous winged thing Arietta called a netherbeast, but the second time from a unicorn? Seriously, I thought they were supposed to be all rainbows and prancing, not murdering monsters. So, one minute I’m just standing there, trying to get the demon out of my head. Getting ready to meet my demise, I could almost hear Mom in my head. “Anthony, if you ever see a brilliant light, head toward it. God will be there waiting for you.” I don’t know if she was kidding or forewarning…
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Shattered Identity-Chapter 1-3
Chapter 1 The clock on the microwave in Brent’s condo read 10:55 am. Amelia’s resolve was disappearing faster than foam at high tide. He’d promised to take her to Guaymas for breakfast. Amelia drummed her fingernails on her bare skin. If Brent wasn’t back in five more minutes, she was going to breakfast without him. The aromas from El Mar de Cortez, the condominium’s onsite restaurant, wafted through his open window, and her stomach protested in hunger. That did it. No more waiting! Amelia stormed back to her own condo to grab her wallet. If it hadn’t been for the merger of their tech companies and the fact she was…
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Peppermint’s Christmas Miracle-Chapter 4
Chapter 4 Delbert Well, hot dog! Peppermint was fixin’ to dance with Delbert after all. The next dance was dedicated to all the married couples who’d gathered. He knew the standard procedure at weddings, and he felt a little foolish for jumpin’ the gun in asking Peppermint a might too soon. The announcer kept calling out how long people had been married. The longer the couples were hitched, the longer they got to stay on the dance floor, until the guy at the mic said, “Anyone been married over fifty years?” The only couple left waltzing was that man Kris and his lady who looked like she’d found the fountain…