Friday, September 26, 2014

{COVER REVEAL} Dangerous Love

I'm SO excited to share the brand new cover for my upcoming book, DANGEROUS LOVE!!  (This is the book I've been co-writing with Jody Holford, the author who won the Anaiah Press Co-Author Contest!!)  I can't believe we've come this far with it already. Seems like just yesterday Jody and I were sending those initial emails to feel each other out and plot this book.

Okay, enough with my nostalgia.....

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by Kara Leigh Miller and Jody Holford

Anaiah Press is proud to present the cover of a romantic suspence novel by Kara Leigh Miller and Jody Holford

Dangerous Love!

Release date: April 2015

About the book:
He’s fighting to forget his past while she struggles to remember hers...

Doctor Josh Parker lives with guilt about his wife’s death every day. He believes himself incapable of ever loving again, but when a mysterious woman arrives in the Emergency Room, brutally beaten and
left for dead, he starts to feel something he hasn’t felt in far too long: hope.
Alessandra Matthews has no memory of the events that led to her being hospitalized. Worse, she has no idea who hurt her or why. Although she’s uncertain of who she is, she is fully aware of one thing -- she’s falling for her doctor.
Sometimes, what you don’t know can kill you...

As Josh and Alessa work to solve the mystery surrounding her past, she soon realizes just how much danger she’s really in, but Josh refuses to let her face the darkness of her memories alone. With each of them struggling to put their pasts behind them, theirs is a DANGEROUS LOVE.

And here's what we've all been waiting for – the cover!

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About the Authors:

Kara Leigh Miller

Kara Leigh Miller
Kara lives in Upstate New York with her husband, three kids, two dogs, and two cats. When she's not busy writing romance novels that leave readers swooning, she's spending time with her family or attending one of her many writers groups. An active member of The Romance Writers of America and the CNY Writers Haven, Kara is also Managing Editor for Anaiah Press' Surge and Romance Imprints. She absolutely loves to hear from her fans and fellow authors, so feel free to drop her a line anytime!

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Jody Holford

Jody Holford

Jody lives in British Columbia with her husband and two daughters. She is a fan of Nora Roberts, Jill Shalvis, Rachel Gibson, and Rainbow Rowell. In reading and writing, she likes characters who are flawed, but driven toward the pursuit of love and happiness. In November 2013, she published A Not So Lonely Christmas with Foreward Literary. In December 2014, she published Forever Christmas through Kindle Direct.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

TEASER TUESDAY: Melinda Dozier

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Melinda Dozier here with us today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her contemporary romance, BREAKING THE RULES. 


Colin reached behind her and rubbed her back. “You deserve better than that asshole.”
“I know.” She looked up at him. “That’s when I decided to look for an administrative  job outside of Virginia. A few months later, Kelly told me about the job here and that’s
how I ended up in Harbor Bay.”
“Lucky us.” He rubbed her neck and smiled. “Now I see where you’re coming from.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean with all this secret stuff.” He pulled her closer. “We don’t have to be a secret. There’s nothing wrong with us seeing each other.”
“I’m not so sure.” Her smile wavered.
“I’m sure.” He reached for her chin and raised it. “I’d really like to see you, date you ... kiss you ... whatever you want to call this.” He shook his head. “Shit. I’m so bad at this.”
She giggled and reached for his hands. “I want to do it too, but there’s a line drawn between us already we can’t erase.”
“To hell with the line. Dr. Patel can be your doctor from now on and your being Jason’s principal has nothing to do with our relationship. There are principals and teachers out there who teach their children. People do it. We’re just dating and we’re professional. I mean, do you have something written in your contract that says, ‘No dating doctors’?”
She opened and closed her mouth. Funny how he just spilled his thoughts out in the open. She pulled her ear and cocked her head. “Hmmm. I don’t think so.”
“Then to hell with it. We deserve to try this thing out.” He motioned between the two of them. With her hesitation, he added. “Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us.”
She laughed and pushed him.
Then when he eyed her closely, he added. “I mean it.”
She sighed. He was right. Absolutely right. “Okay. Let’s try it. ”
His smile grew wider.
She held up a finger. “But, when we’re at school, no physical contact.”
He grabbed her finger and pulled her to his chest. “We’re not at school right now.”
She laughed against his neck. “No, we’re not.”
“So, no more dating other schmucks, right? No Kevin or ... whoever.”
“No. Only you.” She moistened her lips.
“Then come here.” He pushed her down on the blanket and held his body above her.
“You really drove me crazy today, you know that? In that bikini of yours.” His hand grazed her stomach and reached under the sweatshirt. Leaning down, he gave gentle kisses on her neck. “God you feel so good.”
The mere touch of his hand and the words from his mouth sent a shiver through her.
She placed her arms around his neck and groaned. His hand moved up more onto her bare skin and up to her bikini top, feeling her breasts underneath them. “So good.” He moaned.
She grabbed his face and pulled it to her own. The kiss was as tender and light as the fall breeze around them. But as soon as she opened her mouth, the breeze turned into a whirlwind of desire. She wanted him and from what she felt against her leg, she knew he wanted her just as much. The kiss turned into a burning ache for each other that had been building for weeks. Opening up to him had pulled something within her, too. A real relationship between them. No more hiding. No more denying it.
She quivered at his tenderness as he showered more kisses around her lips and then moved around her jaw. A low groan sounded from his throat and he stopped to look down at her. “We better stop.”
She lazily smiled. “I guess.”
“I don’t want to stop though.” He grabbed her ass.
“We are on a public beach.” And as if on cue, another couple walked by a few yards away from them. “See.”
Colin laughed and he bent down, first kissing her nose, then each eye and finally a sweet kiss on her lips. He sprawled out next to her and grabbed her hand, taking a deep breath. “This day is even better than I thought it’d be.”
She squeezed his hand. “The best bucket list adventure yet.”
In their comfortable silence, she could feel Colin’s heart beat next to her, even though they only touched shoulders and hands. His foot lingered over and curled with her own.
They turned heads at the same time and he smiled at her. “So, you’re my girlfriend, then?”
She bit her lip and tried not to laugh. “You really are sweet, you know that?”
Groaning, he took his hat off his head and pulled it on top of his face. “Don’t keep saying that, especially around Tim. He’d never let me hear the end of it.”
Hope reached over and held the hat up. “You’re sweet, Colin, whether you want to admit it or not. Sweet. Sweet. Sweet.” She kissed him with each word and lay back down.

“I told you not to call me that.” He rolled to his side and pulled her closer. “Bad girls will be punished, Ms. Robinson. You should know that.”

A forbidden love affair in the past has led Hope Robinson, a middle school principal, to Harbor Bay, Florida, where she commits herself to play by the rules. This can be difficult for a perpetual klutz, who—even strapped in a cast—has to uphold a competent attitude at all times.

Luckily, she has Dr. Colin Calaway on her side, a widower and father of a student, who is ready to give love another try. When Colin convinces Hope they should explore the connection between them, a steamy romance develops, though it could destroy them both. They must decide if their jobs—and their hearts—are worth the risk.

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Melinda lives in Guatemala, Central America with her husband and three boys. She teaches English to middle schoolers during the day and finds time to write at night. Melinda has always been an avid reader and writer, enjoys watching reality tv, blogs, and relaxes with Zynga games. You can find Melinda at or on Facebook at

California Sunset: Casey Dawes

Divorced mother Annie Gerhard meets rugged new bookstore owner John Johnson at the worst possible time in her life. Her high tech company is threatening to lay her off if she doesn’t move from California to New Jersey and her 15-year-old son David is causing trouble. The recession has hit Silicon Valley hard and there are no jobs for a middle manager, even if she hates what she does. And this is no time for romance, no matter how good the man looks in his jeans.

John has escaped Montana memories of a deceased wife and betraying girlfriend by buying an independent bookstore in California. He’s got bigger problems than falling for a spunky woman with control issues. Keeping a bookstore afloat in a recession and finding a home where he can stable his horse are all he can handle right now.

Unless . . .

John and Annie must both face their pasts in order to greet the future. Can they risk it?

Slow Ride: Kat Morrisey

Kyla O'Grady hit the gas and drove her Mustang out of Rock River, Pennsylvania with one goal in mind: find somewhere to start over. Her life had gone sideways back home and Kyla needs something new, something fresh, and she needs to find the music again. But on a stretch of road off the coast of Maine, her car has other ideas. Broken down just inside the town limits of Ashten Falls, Maine, Kyla is stranded.

Cooper Moretto has a problem. In fact, the whole town of Ashten Falls has a problem in the form of a corrupt town official. Cooper had enough on his plate to last a lifetime, but on a stretch of highway heading into the town he spots a '67 Mustang Coupe and does what any decent mechanic would do: stop to help. But getting this car back on the road is the last thing on his mind when he sees its owner, singing as if she weren’t in the middle of nowhere.

Kyla is speeding away from her past, unsure how to move forward. Cooper has been on cruise control, just hoping to get through every day without being arrested or harassed. Can the two slow down long enough to see that maybe the answers to both their problems lie in each other? And can they survive when enemies that are lurking in the shadows try to destroy them both?

Coming Home: Christine S. Feldman
No woman ever really forgets her first love. Callie Sorenson is no exception. Hers was tall, tanned, and - as her older brother’s best friend - completely off limits.

Danny McCutcheon.

It’s a name that Callie hasn’t spoken in years, even if the man to whom it belongs has never really been all that far from her thoughts. Or her heart. But now a twist of fate will bring her back to the childhood home she left behind years ago, and to the hometown boy for whom she secretly longed.

When her mother takes a bad fall and breaks her hip, Callie leaves the bright lights of New York City to fly back west and help with the rehabilitation. It’s a tense homecoming due to a long time estrangement between mother and daughter, and it drives Callie to confront both a painful personal loss and her unanswered questions about the father who abandoned her when she was just a child.It also brings her face to face with Danny again, and Callie quickly realizes that old feelings die hard.

But for Danny, it’s new feelings that are a problem. Callie is not the young girl he remembers but a woman now, and a very desirable one. They both have reasons to fight the growing attraction between them, but the temptation may just prove to be too much to resist, despite some very real risk to their hearts. The past casts a long shadow over the future, though, and Callie will have to overcome it or else face losing the one man who means the most to her.

Begin Again: Christy Newton
What if one night changed your life forever?

Maisie Scott lost not only her husband and unborn child in a tornado two years ago, she lost her will to live. Keeping busy is the only way she can get by. This small town waitress won't let herself get attached to anyone . . . until Ryan, the new veterinarian for exotic animals, starts making regular trips to her diner. As hard as she tries not to feel anything, Ryan ignites a spark in her broken heart.

Ryan Tucker craves a happy family of his own more than his momma’s apple pie. Getting over his fiancée leaving him six months ago, he moves to Pleasant Valley for a fresh start. When he meets Maisie and notices the sadness in her eyes, he is determined to put a smile on her pretty face.

When another dangerous storm hits, Ryan stays by Maisie's side. She fills the missing piece in his heart, but will Ryan share his secret? Can Maisie move on from the past and learn to begin again?

Lake Effect: Johannah Bryson
Shelby Aylesworth knows what real love feels like. She also knows the pain of losing that kind of love. With her faithful collie dog, Norman, she takes refuge on Whiskey Island to try to put her life back together. When Norman arranges a most unusual introduction to the island’s newest resident, Shelby finds herself wondering if it isn’t time to stop grieving and start living.

Wyeth Packard has come to Whiskey Island under the guise of restoring and making profitable an old vineyard and manor house. What he really wants is some peace and quiet away from the fast pace of NYC. Being considered one of the city’s most eligible has thrown him into the path of every gold digging society princess out there. He longs to find a balance but has given up on ever finding a woman who will love him for who he is, not what he has.

Together they navigate the slippery slope of what it means to begin again. Can a new love fill the void left by an old love?

All About Charming Alice: J. Arlene Culiner

Alice Treemont has given up hope of meeting the right man and falling in love. Living in depopulated Blake’s Folly, a community of rusting cars, clapboard shacks and thirsty weeds, she cooks vegetarian meals, rescues unwanted dogs and protects the most unloved creatures on earth: snakes. What man would share those interests? Certainly not Jace Constant whose life in Chicago includes elegant women, fine dining and contemporary art. He’s in Nevada doing research for his new book but definitely won’t be staying: he hates the desert’s bleakness, the dust on his fine leather shoes and the dog hair on his cashmere sweaters. As for snakes — they terrify him.

So why does the air sizzle each time Alice and Jace meet? Why are they so fascinated by each other? Their feelings might go deeper than raw desire, but any long-term relationship is clearly doomed.

In need of juicy gossip, the other 52 residents of Blake's Folly have decided Alice has been alone for long enough. The attraction between her and Jace is so obvious, why worry about differences? If you trust in love, solutions do appear. But don’t those solutions call for too many compromises, too much self-sacrifice?

 Broken Wings, Soaring Hearts: Beverly A. Rogers

Hailey Holman is a woman determined to keep her dad's memory and his dream of reopening their small-town Texas base station alive. Jack Stinson is looking for a peaceful place to escape the rat race of the big city life and big city business of his own family's airplane manufacturing business.

What a perfect match. Other than the fact that her mom hates the flying business with a passion and fights Hailey's every effort, and Jack's dad fought his every effort to make the break, then disowned him for leaving. Throw in two town bullies who insist on opening a base station of their own and reeking havoc on Hailey's plans and her own determination not to get personally involved with the employees, and it's anything but smooth sailing.

But these two focused pilots might just be surprised how things can work out with enough stubbornness . . . and faith.

Charmed: Inés Saint
Jamie Sullivan is a fun-loving, widowed mother of twin five-year old boys. A
creative goldsmith with her own line of designer charms, she is determined to forge her own unique brand of success. Jamie guards a painful secret that leads her to be emphatic about not letting a man into her life.

Nick Grey is the gorgeous, charming, and daydream-inducing headmaster of the private elementary school Jamie's children will attend. After single-handedly bringing up his daughter while earning his doctorate and proving himself to the school's board of directors and the community, he feels burned out. Come the end of the semester, Nick is taking a year off to travel the world. 

When they meet, an instant attraction blazes through both. Nick and Jamie soon find their hard earned peace of mind threatened by meddling matchmakers, old rivalries, and children who can't keep their feet out of their mouths. But Nick's not interested in starting over and raising kids again, and Jamie's sure she can't trust her heart. Will they be able to nurture their friendship and attraction into something that can last forever?

Angel Without Wings: Mari Manning

A war widow at twenty-six, Linnea Reyes is haunted by the soul-shattering fight she had with her husband just before he led his detachment into the ambush that killed him. When one of the wounded soldiers from her husbands battalion asks her to help save his family’s farm, she jumps at the chance for redemption. Unfortunately, she runs straight into a six-foot roadblock – the soldier's older brother who has plans of his own.

After resigning from a promising army career to help his mother and wounded brother, Jesse McCormick is at the lowest point in his life. Now they are about to lose the family's organic farm and only one plan will earn him enough money to get his family out of debt and him off the farm – a dangerous assignment with a paramilitary group. He can brush aside the protests of his worried family, but the good intentions of Linnea Reyes prove to be more than he can handle.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014


Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Helen Rena here with us today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her paranormal young adult novel, INTO THE BLIND. 


And the Queen of Hell will come to rule the Earth, and everyone will love Her.
—Delilah 6:66

A Heart Child
The black market was closing. The last sellers and buyers clustered behind an out-of-business toy store in Brooklyn, where the road smelled of trash and the subway trains that ran high above the street rattled the loudest. There were no children for sale at this hour. The last and least important bits of the day’s tidings were hastily sold.
“There’s been a dance kid born in Queens this morning.”
“Hell, who needs a child gifted in dancing?”
“But it’s right around the corner. And the parents haven’t hired any security.”
Monies changed hands.
        Everyone was stealthily watching two bulky men who were not selling or buying anything. The slightly shorter man of the duo held a large four-wheel suitcase, and the slightly taller one, wearing a trench coat and a black fedora hat, gripped a gun. They did not talk. They had the letters DH tattooed on their right cheekbones.
Cars honked in the street, and somewhere far off a police siren howled.
A woman entered the alley. Neither tall nor short, she wore a pixie-cut blond wig like a ski hat: pulled down over her ears and forehead. Her shoulders were wrapped in an oversized faux fur coat that made it impossible to guess her real proportions. Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses.
The men with the DH tattoos looked up at her simultaneously. They didn’t say anything, but the woman answered them nonetheless, “Yes, it’s here, the child.” She nodded at a rather small purse in her hand. “And the money?”
The black market sellers and buyers stopped even pretending they were still trading. They held their breaths and listened. All of them had wondered if the suitcase held money, but it was such a big suitcase. No child was worth that much.
The man with the suitcase lightly swung his burden. “Yeah. Ten mil. Wanna count?”
The fedora hat man puffed. “Wait, bro. I don’t think…you know what.”
The bro clearly knew. “Lay off it, man. We talked enough about it.”
“Oh, yeah?” The hat man jabbed his gun in the direction of the woman’s purse, a fake brown leather affair with an ugly brass zipper. “This kid…how do you know it’s gifted in what this gal says it’s gifted? Yeah, sure, two dream guys told us it’s legit, but what if they are in on it? Ten mil is good money even split three ways.”
The bro shook his head. “I said. Lay. Off. It.”
The hat man didn’t. “And where did she even get that kid? Sure, Bones…I mean, not Bones…I mean, I never said your name, okay? Anyways, we bought death kids, time kids—pricey kids, yes, but those gifts can be priced in. But this…a kid with this gift…who would sell it? It’s like selling the Almighty!”
The people in the alley inhaled sharply. A heart child had been born on earth? That was some tidings to sell.
The woman in the fur coat stepped away from the two men. “Fine. The deal is off.”
Bones shoved the suitcase after her. “No, no, take it. Give us the kid.”
The woman grabbed the handle of the suitcase, then handed him the purse.
“Are you at least going to check if it’s actually a kid and not a pile of rags?” the hat man asked his partner.
Bones unzipped the purse, and there, swaddled in several disposable diapers, lay a newborn, its face tiny and pink and its delicate white hairs tangled. It slept.
The woman suddenly, as if in a paroxysm of a strong feeling, clasped the hat man’s arm. “It’s a girl,” she said. “A girl.”
The hat man, unsure what to do with this information, scratched his temple. “And? You want to give us a discount for that or what?”
The woman spun around and walked away, wheeling the suitcase along the cracked, rot-smelling road.
The hat man followed her with his gaze. “If this kid is really a heart, I’ll eat my damn hat.”

        The hat remained uneaten for the next fifteen years.


Fifteen-year-old Ever can't create worlds or raise the dead, but she can make people believe she's able to do it. She can make people worship her, follow her, die for her. And that is not something she should do, in the opinion of her boyfriend Fox. Not unless she wants to turn evil. 

But as the two try to escape from the people who kidnapped and imprisoned them, Ever starts doubting Fox. Should she really never use her talent? Maybe doing it just one time won't hurt… 


Helen Rena loves reading and writing novels. And short stories. And flash fiction. She has a Ph.D. in Comparative Literature, and a vast collection of books and green bottles. She is still not sure why green bottles. She lives in Southern Oregon with her husband and two children. Please visit her at

You can also connect with Helen on Twitter and Facebook

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

How I chose my #PitchWars Mentee and Alternate

With the looming reveal of the mentors' #PitchWars picks, I thought I'd take a moment to explain how and why I chose my mentee and alternate. Although I can't tell you who they are yet, I can explain what my decision process was. 

I'm sure every single author who didn't get chosen will wonder, why? Why did so-and-so's manuscript get picked and mine didn't? It's a fair question, and one I asked myself last year when I wasn't chosen. And even though it's HARD to tell so many talented writers "no," it can be easy to tell them why they weren't picked. As much as we hate to say it and face it, it's easy to point out what isn't working, but have you ever tried to concisely explain why something does work really well? It can be HARD! 

For me, it all started with a gut feeling. I know. That's cliche and totally subjective, but it's the truth. I narrowed down my inbox according to the submissions I just couldn't stop thinking about. There were 6 of them at the start. Then it went up to 8. Back down to 6 and eventually down to a Top Five. (I can be very indecisive at times. lol) 

This is what ensued next:

(1)    I looked a bit closer at their query and their pages to see if they had that hook, that thing that made their MS stand out above others in the genre.  

(2)    I became an author stalker. I watched them on Twitter. Hunted them down on Facebook (if I could find them), and spent some time on their websites / blogs. I got a feel for them as people because I needed to make sure whomever I chose would be compatible with me. 

(3)     I asked myself: What can I offer this author? And can we honestly accomplish the needed work within the time frame we have? 

(4)     I studied the participating agents list and what they want. (Even though I took this into account, it wasn't the ultimate deciding factor in my decision.) But at the end of the day, the agents are also volunteering their time to come check out the wonderful offering of new books, and it's only fair we give them a little something they want, too. 

(5)     I printed the query letter of each of my Top Five, pinned them to my wall, and threw darts at them. LOL. Okay, I'm totally kidding. I did NOT do this!!! 

In the end, I went with the two that really spoke to me, the ones I just couldn't get off my mind. They are the ones you look at and think: "Damn it! I wish I'd written that!" 

But to everyone who submitted to me: THANK YOU! It's such an honor and privilege to know you trusted me with your work and that you wanted to spend a few months working closely with me. I know it's not the same as being chosen, but I hope the emails I send to all of you explaining why I didn't choose your manuscript will be of some help. If nothing else, I want you all to get some helpful feedback from this experience. And remember: You've written a book!!! (And you showed it to a complete stranger.) That's a huge win already! :-)       

Don't ever give up. Keep writing. Keep querying. 
And keep believing in your dreams. 

TEASER TUESDAY: Vincent Morrone

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the wonderful Vincent Morrone here with us again. Today he's sharing an excerpt from his contemporary romance JUST BREATHE. 


“I’d like to talk to you,” Noah said to Cassie.
        Cassie looked at Noah and then back to the blond.
        “Noah,” she said. “I’m talking to Kyle.”
        Noah looked at Kyle. Kyle smiled. At least until he saw the look in Noah’s eyes.
        “You were,” Noah said. “I need to speak you. Please.”
        Cassie smiled and said, “Can’t it wait?”
        “No,” Noah said.
        She rolled her eyes, but grabbed Noah’s hand and brought him to one of the empty bedrooms. Once inside, she put the beer bottle down on a dresser and closed the bedroom door.
        “What?” she said, all trace of humor gone.
        “You need to go home,” Noah said.
        “What?” Cassie said. “Why?”
        “You’re drinking,” Noah said. “That’s your fifth beer. You’re going to…”
        “What?” Cassie said. “I’m going to what? Have a good time? Get lucky? What business is it of yours? I’m a big girl.”
        “I know that,” Noah said, taking a step closer.
        “I don’t need you riding to my rescue,” Cassie said. “Is that all you know how to do? What do you want from me?”
        “I don’t know,” Noah said. “Maybe that is all I do know how to do. Ben just told me out there that he considers me his friend. I’ve never had my own friend before.”
        Cassie blinked at the revelation. It was the first real private thing Noah had ever shared. “I didn’t…”
        “I don’t let people in, Cassie,” Noah continued. “I don’t know how. What I do know is that you’d probably be better off without me. I feel like the best thing for me to do is let you get together with Blondie out there…”
        “Who cares?” Noah said. “Here’s the thing. I can’t. I can’t stand to watch you with him like that.”
        Cassie put her hand on his chest. She could feel his heart pound in his chest like it was trying to escape. What in the world was scaring him so much?
        “Then do something about it,” she said. “You’ve got to tell me what you want. You have to…”
        Noah crushed his mouth against hers, his body pressing her against the wall. This kiss was even more powerful and wanting than their first, and it ended even more abruptly.
        Noah backed away quickly, leaving Cassie gasping for breath. His eyes narrowed.
        “What?” she asked. “For the love of God, don’t stop.”
        Noah moved toward the door.
        “You’re leaving now?”
        Without ever taking his eyes off of hers, Noah grabbed the beer bottle off the dresser and sniffed it.
        Cassie bit her lower lip.
        Noah took a small sip from the bottle.
        “This is water,” he said, showing her the bottle.
        Cassie shrugged. “I never said it wasn’t.”
        Cassie watched Noah quickly replay everything in his head. The quick looks between Brady and Cassie and the blond guy named Kyle. The beer bottles that Cassie kept downing one after another.
        “You set that whole thing up,” Noah said. “Just to get under my skin. It was probably Brady’s idea.”
        Cassie squeaked. “I’m sorry.”
        Noah stepped forward. She smiled meekly. He leaned down and kissed her again. This time, he didn’t pull away.
“I’m not.” he said. “Maybe I needed it.”
        “You did,” Cassie said.
        Noah kissed the top of her head and held her. “I still may need to take things slow. This is new for me.”

        Cassie nodded into his chest. “As long as we take it slowly together.”


When Cassie Shaw looks at Noah Hunt, she sees a knight in shining armor, but she’s convinced he sees her as nothing but damaged goods. 

Noah saved her from a brutal assault, talked her through a panic attack, and held her when she broke down crying. 

Noah is a mystery. He avoids talking about his past, his phone rings with calls from four women he won’t talk about, and he receives texts from over a dozen more. To add to the intrigue, when Cassie tries to kiss him, he gets a look of sheer panic in his eyes. 

Cassie finally finds a chink in Noah’s armor, and realizes that he’s even more damaged than she is. 

He saved her. Now it’s her turn to save him.


Born and raised in Brooklyn NY, Vincent Morrone now resides in Upstate NY with his wife. (Although he can still speak fluent Brooklynese.) His twin daughters remain not only his biggest fans, but usually are the first to read all of his work. Their home is run and operated for the comfort and convenience of their dogs.

Vincent has been writing fiction, poetry and song lyrics for as long as he can remember, most of which involve magical misfits, paranormal prodigies and even on occasion superheroes and their sidekicks.

As they say in Brooklyn: Yo, you got something to say to Vincent?

Check out his website  where you can learn about Vincent and leave him a comment.  You can also connect with Vincent on Twitter and Facebook.