eBook for the Crime/Romance fiction novel ‘Life Intertwined’ is now available on iBooks, Kobo, Scribd and Amazon Kindle. Coming soon to Txtr, Baker & Taylor, Nook, Gardners Library and Inktera.
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a classic story of a good girl gone bad. A conservative Civil Engineering student from Central America travels abroad to complete her studies, she encounters a new world, the underworld, when she f… Source: Out Now: Life Intertwined
Create dangerously, for people who read dangerously. … Write knowing in part that no matter how trivial your words may seem, someday, somewhere, someone may risk his or her life to read them. —Edwidge Danticat
He touches my chin and tilts my head back slightly. “Kennedy ” he whispers. I gaze into his gray soulful yet melancholy eyes. His expression is vague. “Tristan” I whisper.
Always go with the choice that scares you the most, because that’s the one that is going to require the most from you – Caroline Myss.
He stands at the entrance keeping a clear distance between us. His face distorted with so much rage it was clear my life decisions pierced his resentment to the core. He pauses, thinking about the bastard who had his daughter in chains.
He leads me to the terrace and I see him… ‘My absolute weakness‘. He smiles and gets on his feet as I confidently walk towards him; he kisses my cheeks, a classic friendly Italian greeting and takes off my coat. I catch a glimpse of his sneer when he notices how sexy the dress looks…
The sight of a gorgeous lady in red catches my immediate attention, causing me to sit up in my seat. She stood out in the crowd. She looked exotic, most definitely a foreigner. Her beautiful caramel skin literally glows in the dark. Her ebony black straight hair plunges over her shoulders. Her fitted red…
I arrive in Italy on a rainy afternoon; the sky is tar black with big clouds. I listen to the pitter-patter against the window of the school transportation that picked me up from the airport. Looking out the window I see people running for cover. Nevertheless, it is a beautiful day. Finally I have arrived…