Summary: After being traumatically separated from her twin, Skye lives a solitary life
because of her inability to control her unique telepathy and foretelling of the
future. After being attacked by a demonic creature and saved by a man who has
spoken to her in her dreams, Skye must nurse him back to health after he
sustains injuries in her defense. Once Ethan’s strength returns under Skyes’
kindness and care, he can do no other than bring her back to Complex 46 both for
her safety, but even more so because he can’t live without her.
Ethan had to get Skye out of there but had no energy to even roll over. He feared he was done but he had to warn her. He couldn’t see her but reached out anyway and hoarsely whispered, “Skye, listen to me. You know me. It’s Ethan.” He gasped and fell into a fit of violent coughing as the Wraith poison worked its damage on him. Taking another breath he tried again. “It’s Ethan. Please listen to me. You have to escape. Go. Hide. You should be safe in your home. My friends will come to help me. I let them know where you are, don’t be afraid of them. Skye?”
Just when he was losing hope she was even anywhere near him, he saw her tentative approach. Panic, terror, pure fear was still written on her face. Tears ran down her cheeks from the most beautiful hazel eyes he had ever seen. The one light above her shown through her shoulder length curly ginger brown hair giving it a reddish golden glow almost like a halo.
“Sunshine,” he whispered. “Don’t be afraid of me. I would never harm you.” Ethan closed his eyes for a moment feeling the edge of the end reaching out for him. His Life Power was gone and his heart was giving out. It just figured he would finally meet the one woman who could have made the hell of his existence heaven and now he had to die.
“Please don’t die, Ethan.” Came the gentle request. He forced his eyes open to see Skye was now sitting on the ground next to him. The fear in her sweet face was gone but concern and the budding knowledge of who he was began to show in her features. “Hold on. We can get you to a hospital.”
Ethan reached toward her but she wrapped her arms around herself. Maybe she still did fear him. He didn’t know and was too weak to really care. He dropped his arm to the ground and looked away from her to his Sefu Element lying several feet away from him on the ground. Soon the Element would die without him and he knew he wasn’t too far behind it. Sadly he turned back toward her and tried to smile to reassure her. He figured the smile came out more as a grimace when she started to reach out to him this time.
“No. I can’t be taken to a hospital. It’s too dangerous Skye.” He croaked as the weakness and darkness began to overwhelm him completely. “Get to… get to safety. Save yourself. Leave me here. Please.”
Ethan couldn’t get anything more out. It was too hard to even breathe anymore. He didn’t want to leave her. Had just found her, damn it, but the voices of the Ancients were calling to him. As his consciousness slipped away he felt her small warm hand grasp his unharmed hand and the multi-leveled, multi-harmonic command of her soft voice as she demanded, “Stay with me, Ethan. I need you.”
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Painter Jenny Kinley has spent the last decade struggling in the New York art world. Her grandmother’s sudden death brings her home to New Mexico, but inheriting the children’s art camp her grandmother ran is more of a burden than a gift. How can she give up her lifelong dreams of showing her work in galleries and museums?
Rob Caruso, the camp cook and all-around handyman, would be happy to run the camp with Jenny. Dare he even dream of that, when his past holds dark secrets that he can never share? When Jenny’s father reappears after a decade-long absence, only Rob knows where he’s been and what danger he’s brought with him.
Jenny and Rob face midnight break-ins and make desperate escapes, but the biggest danger may come from the secrets that don’t want to stay buried. In the end, they must decide whether their dreams will bring them together or force them apart.
Counterfeits is romantic suspense in the Southwest perfect for fans of Terry Odell, Mary Stewart, Lillian Stewart Carl, and Barbara Michaels.
‘Counterfeits’ is the kind of romantic suspense novel I have enjoyed since I first read Mary Stewart’s ‘Moonspinners’, and Kris Bock used all the things I love about this genre. Appealing lead characters, careful development of the mysterious danger facing one or both of those characters, a great location that is virtually a character on its own, interesting secondary characters who might or might not be involved or threatened, and many surprises building up to the climax. 5 Stars – Roberta at Sensuous Reviews blog
Coming Soon From Christine Murphy, the Creator of The Sphinx Warriors and The Source. A new paranormal series filled with danger, passion, and love. The Midnight Riders Series coming soon with the release of the first book – Road To Redemption.
After the mysterious death of her brother, Destinee escapes her oppressive life in San Antonio and follows her brothers last wish, for her to go to Sturgis, South Dakota. An adventurous motorcycle rally she expects, but her world is turned upside down when she is pursued by an ancient evil intent on stealing her life and spirit and a handsome biker who will risk his very existance to save her. The first time Gabriel touches her, he knows he is doomed. Her blood and spirit calls out to him but her love will always be denied to him as foretold by the Sun Goddess and by the evidence of his Soul Amulet dying. Caught in a violent storm and a Scythian demon hot on their heels, Gabriel and Destinee will only have each other and the forbidden love they share to keep them alive.
Please enjoy the following sneak peak of Road To Redemption (coming soon) and meet Gabriel leader of The Midnight Riders:
Trust him. How could Destinee trust him? How could she trust anything? Especially what she had just witnessed and what she was witnessing now. Her mind was freaking, her heart was pounding, she couldn’t catch her breath, and there was no way in hell she was even capable of sane thoughts at the moment. Distracted and lost, she just stared at him until from the corner of her eye, she saw the thing on the floor try and push upright. The instant it moved she shot out the door with a speed she didn’t think she had. She was sure Gabriel could have stopped her but instead he turned towards the creature swinging his sword in a violent downward swing.
As soon as her foot hit outside the door, Destinee slid across the mud soaked ground and went down in a splash of water. In an instant she pushed back up on her feet winded from the effort and with a half sob, half curse dove into the knee deep water at the bottom of the incline where the shower house stood. Struggling against the water swirling around her legs, the rain beating down on her head, and the wind that was whipping furiously against her she ran. She ran away from the creature intent on killing her and away from Gabriel, whatever he might be. The thought of running away from him hurt, though, and she slowed until she was standing in the middle of a world that had blown up and gone crazy around her.
If she could feel the tears running down her face she knew she would have brushed them away in fury. But she couldn’t. She was too soaked and freezing. Wrapping her arms around her burning throbbing middle she just stood there until she heard the sloshing behind her. Something in her snapped and she refused to go down without a fight.
Spinning around she faced whatever new threat was coming to attack with hands balled in fists at her side. Instead of another grotesque creature, before her was Gabriel, standing only a few feet away from her. His sword was no longer in sight but the golden glow in his eyes and the knowledge of the fangs in his mouth brought her up short. He looked dejected and at the same time worried for her but he didn’t approach her any closer. He just stood there in the pouring rain and the whipping wind as the trees twisted and shifted dangerously around them. Conflicted, Destinee wasn’t sure if she wanted to fight him or throw herself into his arms.
As earlier, he reached out with his hand and pleaded with her, “Please Destinee, we need to go. They’re coming and I need to get you to safety. I swear, I won’t hurt you.”
Destinee so wanted to reach out to him. Everything in her called to wipe out the lonely expression that consumed him and even made the golden glow dim in his eyes. But still she needed to know the truth. Breathlessly she asked, “What are you Gabriel? Are you vam…”
“No!” He vehemently denied, his expression falling into the depths of despair even further. “Don’t say that word. I hate it. What I am is a punishment for a past I am still paying for but I am not something humans have created in their minds. I’m not like the Scythian demons. I have control!”
She wasn’t sure how much control he really had but she believed him and strangely she didn’t fear him. Even with the glow in his eyes that was fading further as he stood there appearing to try and get control of himself. She could tell the inner battle he waged by the clench of his jaw and the balling of his hands into fists. Even his strong shoulders shook with the effort but in only a few seconds the gold was gone and his sky blue eyes were looking back at her with barely concealed despair. He thought she had already judged him and perhaps for a moment she had judged him but thinking on his kindness and the fact he had saved her multiple times now he couldn’t be evil. Could he?
Closer than before Destinee heard the screams of the evil dead things answered by the creature in the shower building. She shivered in revulsion just being able to see the almost beheaded evil dragging itself to the open door. Wrapping her arms around herself Destinee felt the urge to cut and run again but stopped when Gabriel reached out to her.
“We don’t have any more time, Destinee. Please let me get you out of here. I can protect and keep you alive. I swear it.” He stood there waiting for her decision, never forcing her, with a desperation now creeping into his blue eyes.
Destinee just didn’t have it in her to deny him any longer. Deep down she knew he wouldn’t harm her especially since he had risked himself and saved her already. Not once, but three times now. She was an idiot if she didn’t go with him. The trust she had in him came back with a vengeance and meeting his eyes she demanded, “Fine. I believe you but you’ve got to tell me what the hell is going on. Whatever the truth is.”
Gabriel nodded to her and said thickly, “I will, I promise. Just let me get you out of here.”
Feeling a large portion of the fear lift from her shoulders, Destinee stepped forward to grasp his hand. As soon as she stepped forward the pull of the water at her legs, the exhaustion, and the light headedness from what she suspected was loss of blood got to her. Her vision blurred and she started to go down, but just like that Gabriel scooped her up with no effort at all. Spinning on his heal with ease, he cut through the water moving back over to his Harley in only a second. The movement was so quick Destinee’s head spun which didn’t help her light headedness.
When he stopped by his Harley she felt him stiffen for a moment and then draw in a deep breath. “Destinee are you injured?” She didn’t say anything for a moment not wanting him to have to baby her again. “Destinee answer me,” he demanded.
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INSEPARABLE is a humorous and sexy, paranormal romp that finds Alison Palmer in the unique position of having handsome twins ready to kiss her cares away and satisfy her wildest dreams. I mean, like wouldn’t we all love to endure such hardships?
Inseparable by Christiane France
When Alison Palmer flees to England to escape the financial mess left by her late, philandering husband, she is, to use her own words, plain flat on her ass. With no money and no job training of any kind her future looks pretty grim—until she gets a job house-sitting Foxton Hall and meets handsome Nick Berringford and his deceased, identical twin brother, Nathan.
Nick and Nathan’s parents once owned the Hall, and the twins were planning to buy it back. But before that could happen, Nathan was involved in a freak accident and died. Now, rumor has it Nathan’s ghost not only haunts the bedroom where he died, but the ghost is gaining a reputation for making love to any woman who happens to sleep there.
At first, Ali thinks she’s having sexy dreams about the live twin, Nick, until Nathan introduces himself, and Ali realizes she’s as much in love both the ghost and his twin, and the trio are quickly caught up in a ménage a trois.
Nick knows Nathan’s spirit is trapped in the Hall and that’s why he’s also never left the village—he won’t desert his brother. They are, in fact, inseparable. But what will happen if Nick’s bid to buy back the Hall is successful? Will Nathan’s unfinished business cause him to disappear out of their lives for good?
“’Morning, sweetheart. It’s eight o’clock. Time to get up and at ’em.”
I struggle to open my eyes and sit up, but opening my eyes is as far as I get. Someone, and I’m pretty sure it’s Nick, is sitting on the edge of the bed and using his delicious, sugar-coated lips to kiss me.
“Nick?” I mumble, pushing him off so I can breathe properly.
“Of course. Who did you think it was? Your favorite movie star?”
“No, I have a nasty suspicion Orlando is busy elsewhere.” One other name certainly springs to mind, but I think I’ll save any questions about Nathan until later. “You been into those donuts again?”
“I was hungry. But I brought an extra one, and if you’re very good to me, maybe I’ll let you have it.”
“What do I have to do?”
“Well, let me see…” He lifts the duvet an inch or two, and I feel the incredibly erotic touch of his cold hands against my warm skin. He caresses my breasts until I feel the nipples peak and harden, then he pushes back the covers, and my fingers thread through his hair, holding him prisoner, as his hot mouth and tongue take over, licking and nibbling, until I’m on fire with need.
His tongue moves down my body, drawing intricate patterns on my skin, while his hands stroke the inside of my thighs, urging me to part my legs. I try to resist, in an effort to extend the moment, but my need is too great, so my resistance lasts for less than a heartbeat.
I feel his hot breath on my muff, then his tongue finds my most sensitive spot and I shiver with ecstasy.
“Whatever you do, don’t stop,” I say on a groan. “That feels sooo goooood…”
But I barely finish what I’m saying before his mobile phone starts chirping like a demented bird. “No! Don’t answer,” I plead. “Please, I beg of you. No, no, no.”
But already it’s too late. He pulls up the covers, takes out his phone and flips it open. “Yes?”
I take comfort in the knowledge he doesn’t appreciate the interruption any more than I do myself, but from the irritated but resigned expression on his face, I have a nasty feeling that what we just started will have to be put on hold indefinitely.
“When? Where?” His eyebrows draw together in an angry frown. “They what? You’re saying the police dismissed the call as a prank? I don’t believe this.” He sighs and shakes his head, but the frown stays in place. “And getting hit twice in one night is really too much. Stay where you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
He closes the phone, puts it back into his pocket, and brushes his lips against my forehead. “I’m sorry, love. I have to go. I have no choice. We’ve had another hijacking…this time on the other side of London. Apparently the driver saw it coming. His young son was in the cab with him, so he had the boy ring the police. But the stupid emergency operator thought because it was a kid calling it must be a joke and hung up. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I’m an adult, I know these things happen, and I know responsible service providers have to answer the call. But I’m wound up tighter than a clock, and the moment the door closes behind Nick, I turn onto my belly and pound the pillow with my fists. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is so not fair.”
I don’t know whether to indulge myself in an extended fit of screaming, resort to sobbing my heart out, or relieve my frustration in the time-honored fashion of DIY. Before I can make my mind up which way to go, I feel one side of the mattress dip slightly. I hold my breath. I thought Nick had gone. No way did I even harbor the faintest of hopes that he would relent and come back.
But then I feel strong arms wrap around me and hot lips begin to nuzzle my neck. “Feeling a little bit frustrated, are we?”
“You know damn well we are,” I mutter into the pillow, aware he’s taken his clothes off because his prick is now nudging against my butt. “And it’s a good thing you came back, otherwise I’d have given serious consideration to changing the lock. Permanently.”
He strokes and nibbles his way down to my waist, and then he turns me onto my back. I’m on fire. I want him to get to the good part…now. Somehow, I manage not to rush things by closing my eyes and offering no resistance as he parts my legs and cups my butt in his hands. But instead of entering me, I feel his tongue teasing and touching, sending my need soaring.
I want him to fuck me now, not play games, but when I try to push him away, he laughs and starts alternately sucking and stabbing at my clit with his tongue.
“Please, Nick. Stop! If you don’t, I’m going to come without you.”
He stops immediately, and moves his face up within inches of mine. “I’m not Nick, you silly goose. I’m Nathan. Nick left some time ago. I thought you knew that.”
I’m ready to freak, but somehow I control the urge. “So he did. Do I take this to mean you think you can pick up where he left off?”
“Of course. I told you we shared everything. And since he couldn’t finish, I thought I’d play the gentleman and help you out.”
“Really? That’s assuming a lot.” I can’t believe I’m being so cool about this, but what choice do I have?
Do I even want a choice?
“You’re saying you don’t want me?”
“No. I can assure you there’s no way I’m saying that. But I…umm…I…” The fact is I haven’t a clue what to say. I’ve never been in this ridiculous position before. And to make matters worse, his gorgeous big dick is playing peek-a-boo with my muff. I don’t think I can say no, not even if my life depended on it, and I thank the powers that be it doesn’t. “I don’t know what to say. I wish I did, but I’m afraid I don’t.”
Capturing my gaze, he opens my folds and pushes the head of his cock into my slit. “Just say yes. You’re so hot and so wet you’re almost on fire. Come on, love. Admit that you need me.”
“I…err…I don’t know.” That’s a lie. I know all too well what I want. And I’m afraid I’m falling in love with Nathan as fast as I did with Nick.
But I can’t love two men at the same time. Or can I?
“You know alright.” He laughs and pushes in a little further, and I swallow my misgivings. He’s big, he’s hard like a rock, and he feels so damn good. And if I don’t take what he’s offering, I’m going to have to do it myself. And why go to all that trouble when he’s not only willing, he’s already halfway there?
Without warning, he pushes in the rest of the way and I feel the roughness of his groin hair against my skin. “Oh, shit!”
He slips a finger under my chin and lifts my mouth to meet his. “Can I take that as a yes?”
“Take it however you want. I just need you to fuck me, sugar. And do it fast before I explode.”
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In Counterfeits, stolen Rembrandt paintings bring danger to a small New Mexico town.
Jenny returns to her grandparents’ art camp in the remote New Mexico mountains after her grandmother’s sudden death. That night, staying alone in the empty house, she wakes to the noise of intruders. What do the strangers want? As more bizarre events unfold, Jenny starts to realize the people she thought she knew are not what they seem – least of all Rob, an old friend and the camp cook, whose past may be coming back to haunt them all.
Counterfeits is on sale for $.99 at multiple e-book retailers through October 31.
Whispers in the Dark: Archaeology student Kylie Hafford craves adventure when she heads to the remote Puebloan ruins of Lost Valley, Colorado, to excavate. Romance isn’t in her plans, but she soon meets two sexy men: Danesh looks like a warrior from the Pueblo’s ancient past, and Sean is a charming, playful tourist. The summer heats up as Kylie uncovers mysteries, secrets, and terrors in the dark. She’ll need all her strength and wits to survive—and to save the man she’s come to love.
Whispers in the Dark, romantic suspense set in the Four Corners region of the Southwest, is on sale for $.99 for the Kindle, October 23-27 (click title or book cover for Amazon).
Rattled: The lost Victorio Peak treasure is the stuff of legends—a heretic Spanish priest’s gold mine, made richer by the spoils of bandits and an Apache raider.
When Erin, a quiet history professor, uncovers a clue that may pinpoint the lost treasure cave, she prepares for adventure. But when a hit and run driver nearly kills her, she realizes she’s not the only one after the treasure. And is Drew, the handsome helicopter pilot who found her bleeding in a ditch, really a hero, or one of the enemy?
How far will Erin go to find the treasure and discover what she’s really made of?
Rattled is on sale for $.99 at multiple e-book retailers through October 31.
Today I have another smokin’ hot excerpt from my forthcoming release, Pulse. This short erotic romance releases Tuesday, October 28, but you can pre-order it now on Amazon!
Now on to the good stuff, the blurb and excerpt…
Eve Parker never expects to be turned on by a man who comments on her erotic blog Pulse. After chatting online with the sensual Mr. G for a week, she breaks her rule about dating random strangers from the internet. Once they meet face to face, Eve is captivated by the enigmatic man. When the handsome Mr. G reveals his true identity—a vampire with the power to control her body and mind—she believes the magnetic pull between them may be an act of fate.
Here’s the sexy excerpt:
“Come with me.”
Helping me from the car, he led me toward the massive oak that sat along the riverbank. I let him guide me so that my back leaned against the wide base of the tree. Spanish moss hung low from the branches, surrounding our bodies like a curtain.
I ground against him as he caressed his way down my neck. He again licked the column from just under my jaw to my collarbone. When I felt the tips of his teeth scrape along my skin I arched involuntarily, my head slamming against the trunk.
He slipped his fingers into my panties and stroked over my clit, sliding lower to dip into the entrance of my cleft. His fingers plunged into me, gliding in and out while his mouth continued its sweet torture on my neck and chest.
Mmm. Someone likes to play rough,” he murmured against my jaw.
Too wiped out from my orgasm to speak I looked him in the eyes and gave him my best hell yeah expression.
He removed his fingers from my depths and brought them to his mouth. Even in the shadowy light, I could tell they were glistening.
“That’s what I like to feel. Completely. Wet.” With a few flicks of his tongue he licked my juices off his fingers. “And so tasty. I bet you’re tasty everywhere.”
His voice had lowered to that seductive purr again and I felt helpless to look away from his stare.
“I’m going to taste you.”
I nodded weakly. Based on how the evening had progressed to this point, I was sure I’d thoroughly enjoy whatever he had in mind.
He planted those luscious lips at the base of my throat. His hand slid down my shoulder and found my breast. Plumping the globe with his palm, he reshaped it in his hand. Grazing my nipple with his thumb, he circled my distended flesh.
Using those talented fingers of his, he plucked my nipple, pinching harder and harder until I cried out from both the pleasure and pain. He chose the exact moment of my shrill moan to bite my neck.
The pain was exquisite.
A soft slurping sound filled the air. Mr. G’s mouth was a sweet suction on my neck, his teeth still firmly embedded in my skin.
I knew what he was taking from me. I knew that he was drawing my blood into his mouth and somewhere on some level I knew that I wanted this from him.
I liked this. The sting of his teeth, oh, fuck who was I kidding—his fangs—in my skin. I needed this erotic exchange between the two of us just as much as he did. More intimate than simply fucking, more sensual than the most intimate caress.
I was in him. A part of him. I sustained him.
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Today I’m sharing another snippet from my latest release called Unlaced, a short erotic romance about high school crushes that meet up thirty years later…
When Roxanna Chase finds herself alone in her tiny hometown of Haven, Indiana on Thanksgiving eve, she decides to do the one thing she always swore she’d never do: attend Chatterfest, an unofficial high school reunion held every year the night before Thanksgiving at Haven’s busiest bar, The Watering Hole. After a couple of cocktails and reminiscing with a classmate, Roxanna is overwhelmed, and a little turned on, when her old high school crush Nicholas Birch approaches her at the bar. He’s still as tall, broad-shouldered and sexy as he was thirty years ago. Since he’d dated her best friend in high school, Roxanna had always placed Nicholas in a box marked ‘hands off.’ When Nicholas admits he had feelings for Roxanna in high school, the two decide to leave the bar together and see what happens next. They quickly find that when old flames are rekindled, they can ignite into an inferno that refuses to burn out.
Here’s my excerpt:
Roxanna hopped into the sporty rental car and suppressed a giggle when the throaty engine purred to life. Nicholas had always been a fan of American muscle cars. She recalled the cherry red Mustang he’d driven in high school. She gave him directions to her sister’s house and watched out the window as the quaint brick buildings of her hometown’s Main Street whizzed by.
The inside of Julie’s two-story Craftsman-style house appeared dark when Roxanna and Nicholas pulled up to the curb in front of it minutes later. She led him to the entrance off the patio and felt around under the garden gnome until she wrapped her hands around the small plastic box that held a spare key to her sister’s house. After some fumbling she opened the door and directed Nicholas to the stairs that led to the guest room she was occupying in the basement.
Roxanna stood in the middle of the small space and became aware that the only place to sit was her bed. She experienced a moment of butterflies in her stomach once she was alone with Nicholas in her room. Had she been foolish to bring him here? Was it presumptuous of her to think that just because Nicholas asked her to leave the bar that automatically meant he wanted to sleep with her? Then she remembered the way his thumb had stroked her inner wrist and the piercing way his eyes had bore into hers.
“Rox,” he whispered as he walked toward her and wrapped his large hands around her neck. He placed his thumbs under her chin and angled her head upward. “I’ve wanted to do this since senior year,” Nicholas said before he placed a searing kiss on her lips.
Roxanna let out an involuntary moan when he gently parted her lips with his tongue. She wrapped her arms around his waist while their tongues mated and stroked. Placing her hands on his broad back, Roxanna tried to pull his muscular body toward her own. It felt like she couldn’t get close enough to him, as though she couldn’t get enough of him. As though sensing her urgency, Nicholas broke his mouth free from hers.
“It’s these clothes, they’re in the way,” he told her with a seductive wink. He pushed her cardigan off her shoulders and down her arms, allowing her to pull the garment’s sleeves off of each of her wrists. Her camisole came next. Nicholas eased it slowly over her head. When she was standing before him in only a bra, skirt and stockings, he reached down to caress the material of her brassiere between his thumb and index finger.
“This is almost too pretty to take off. Almost.”
Remember what Dorothy said? “Lions and tigers and bears. Oh my.”
Well, I strive to bring you a bit of this feeling in my Gemini Island Shifters series. In fact, I’d say this is the exact feeling of awe many of my heroines feel when meeting my sexy shifter men for the first time. Hopefully readers feel it, too!
Have you checked into Gemini Island’s Ursa Lodge yet? No? I hear owner and bear shifter Ryland Snow always keeps a free cabin for you. One with a cozy fireplace, flannel sheets and a hot shifter man to go with it.
The question is, who would you bring home with you?
My bear shifter brothers, Ryland and Soren Snow? Tiger shifter Anton Gaspar? Wolf shifter Bart Cairo? Or newest hero jaguar shifter Killian Moon?
Today you have a choice. I am asking readers to comment here and tell me which book they’d most like to read…and why. Not sure? Check them out here on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5826852.Rosanna_Leo
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