Prompted by: AnRo
The crazy author says: Maybe we’ll switch the POV next week. Ehh, maybe not. Dunno yet…
WIRES & WOBBLES
Then he starts to purr and I melt into an instant puddle.
I swear to God, my colossus of a man sounds like a fluffy, newborn kitten. Yeah, we’ve been reduced to kittens and fucking puddles. It doesn’t even matter. I’m perfectly content.
Until he shifts to nuzzle closer and leaves a trail of fresh blood smeared across my chest.
Prompted by: Susan Lage Martin
The crazy author says: Trace is giving me warm fuzzies. Is that normal? I don’t think so…
Trace staggers forward, pressing my spine against the wall, and leans away to look at me.
I can hardly see but I know he’s beautiful. His thumb sweeps across my lashes as a heavy sob breaks from my chest, fragmenting the words, “You s-scared me.”
The fantabulous Jane Blythe and I ended up rubbing shoulders in the Kindle Top 100 for literary sagas. She writes romantic suspense with underlying themes of sexual abuse and I write, umm, you already know.
#12: Sinful Silence (pre-order)
Annnd her stalker links cuz I strongly encourage stalking: