As a small child, she was always intrigued by all forms of art: whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure, but it wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world.
She’s a short and sassy Latina with an adorable pup, a kiddo that keeps her on her toes, and a husband who claims she’ll cause him to go bald prematurely. Lol
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everything going for me—the grades, the scholarship, the goals. I’ve had it all
planned out for years. Then she came along. On the outside she has it all
together—on the inside she’s damaged goods. She needs me. I just have to decide
if she’s worth everything I’m about to lose.
this town to escape the claws of my past. A simple life in a small town—I just
want to live under the radar and blend in. I was doing just that until Knox
caught my eye. They say when you know, you know—that we can’t help who we fall
in love with. The rules are pretty simple, so why am I breaking them all? I’m a
teacher, and he’s my student—this can’t end well. More than just rules are
going to be broken. I just hope his heart can be mended when it’s all said and
can, leaving a trail of smoke in my path. The smell of burning rubber fills the
car and it isn’t until I round the corner that the smoke diminishes. Behind me,
just like my life—my past. With only the duffel bag riding co-pilot, and the
stash of money I was able to get from the safe.
goons to start the search for his missing property—me. At least that’s the way
I have lived my life for the past few years, as a prisoner. His prized
possession that he kept up on the shelf, out of reach and displayed with the
mind. I never went down without a fight, and when I did, I fought hard. I’m
pretty sure that’s what he liked the most, feeling the wrath of my bitterness.
He felt it alright, with the head of a golf club, straight to the balls. I hit
him so hard that he’s probably choking on them right now.
Those two hours have put enough space between myself and the life I lived that
I feel confident enough that it’s safe to pull into the next rest stop. My
stomach growls as I take a sip of my cold coffee.
parking lot, just to be sure he didn’t follow me.
pulling out my new i.d. Claire Hyland—my new identity. Just the last name,
anyways. I’ve been working on the name change for a while, with the plan
to take off as soon as everything finalized. It’s the only way I can leave and
not be found. I still can’t believe Jorge pulled this off in time. The car, the
room to rent, and the interview. Apparently he has some connections with a
well-known family from Redwood. It just so happens that they were in need of an
person who knows that I left, let alone, where I’m going.
hormonal know-it-alls—but, there isn’t much out there with an arts degree.
A temporary teaching position is the perfect way to live low-key, for now,
beautiful children with her husband of eleven years.
Rachel overuses emojis and lol. Coffee is her guilty pleasure, paired with a
nice alpha hero romance novel. Writing is her passion. Her goal is to brighten
at least one person’s day with the worlds she creates between the pages of her
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her, trying to fight the desperation to grab on to her and hold her, because I
could feel her slipping away from me more and more with each beat of my heart.
“You were in your mom’s belly, but I still felt you in my heart. It was as if
there was this invisible cord connecting your heart to mine. I can’t see it,
but I feel it. Every damn day. You are mine.”“You’re right. I’ve always felt it too. I am yours. And you were supposed to be
mine. We were supposed to be each other’s firsts, Luca. First kiss. First
touch. First everything. We promised we would be each other’s firsts. ‘Firsts
and lasts,’ that’s what you said. I remember it as clear as if it were
yesterday. You swore that you would wait. That I was worth it. But you didn’t
wait, did you, Luca? You gave all your firsts away to someone else.”
“I…” My throat closed up, making it impossible to speak, to tell her everything
I needed to so I could fix this. Fix us and what I broke.
“You stole that from me, Luca.” Angry tears spilled from her eyes, and my heart
shattered even more. “You gave away everything that was supposed to be mine.
And you just expect me to be okay with that? I’ve waited my entire life to give
you my firsts, but you have none to give to me.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice choked with emotions I was afraid to lose
control of. If I let the tears free that were burning my eyes, I might flood
“Sorry? You’re sorry?” Her laugh was hard and final, causing me to flinch.
“Yeah. So am I.”
“What does that mean?” My throat felt like I’d swallowed broken glass, and I
was surprised I didn’t spray blood on her with each exhale.
“It means I’m done. You tossed away your firsts like they meant nothing. So
mine are no longer yours.”
Browning is a USA TODAY bestselling author. Being dyslexic, she never thought a
career in writing would be possible, yet she has been on bestselling lists
multiple times since 2013. Reese: A Safe Haven Novella was her first Indie
published book. The Rocker Who Holds Me changed the tables and kicked off The
Rocker… series featuring the sinfully delicious members of Demon’s Wings. The
Rocker… Series is now complete with 12 books and the occasional novella.
Other books by Terri Anne include the Angel’s Halo MC Series, as well as The
Lucy & Harris Novella Series, The Vitucci Mafiosos Series, and The Tainted
Knights Rocker Series.
Terri Anne lives in Virginia with her husband, their three demons—err,
children–and a hyper Frenchie named Grunt.
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mistakes and betrayed our hearts, and in the end, everything went up in flames.
away from the devastation is not an option. I am at the center of it all.
three hearts on the line and only one choice to make.
to keep and one to let go.
like poison, and sometimes it’s the only thing that can save us.
quirky characters and hard-won happy ever afters. When she’s not working as a
nurse assistant, you’ll find her behind keyboard writing stories, or curled up
on the couch with a book. Her work has been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever
She lives with her two children and one fur baby, enjoys good wine and
binge-watching TV shows whenever she can.
know I was so set on truths until I realized my whole life was a lie.
banished to Arcadia Prep.
we though were just empty threats meant to iron out bad behavior.
was a neatly packaged lie.
in the pit of my stomach and now we were free to wreak havoc on humanity.
was simple: I was a good girl meant to heal the wounded and help uphold the
who tore the truth down.
on it and set it on fire.
everything that didn’t add up to the me I cultivated.
perfectly packaged lie.
grew up in Florida scribbling down stories from a very young age. These stories
were really just wavy lines filling the paper, but she knew each word, each
emotion, each character’s name, and there was no tricking her into forgetting
what each line signified. Just like her unconventional way of writing as a
toddler Elena is setting her own rules and just telling stories.Much like her debut novel, The Best Years, life certainly imitated art.
Transplanting from the South to the East Coast, Elena currently lives in
Connecticut with her soon to be husband, reformed bad boy.
Find her on her social media through Twitter at @elenamonroe, Instagram at
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adopted by the most loving parents in the world.
In this perfect family, I also found my best friend, and sister Tina.
Throw into the mix my boyfriend Dylan, and my dog Zhen, life was good… until
A catastrophic incident unearthed echoes of my past.
It left me no choice but to confront my inner demons.
Will I be able to live through this again?
of my hands are sweating.
front of an unassuming building, I look up to see its sheer size. Still, it’s inconspicuous
because it looks exactly like all the other buildings surrounding it.
breaks out just behind the brick building, casting the entrance into shadow.
that. Because I’ve been living in the shadows all my life. Now is the time for
me to come out of the shadows, and speak my truth.
line of cars in front of the building, all marked with the same lettering.
beats quickly as a shock of finality runs through my veins.
where part of me will die and another part of me will live.
I’ve been worried about what people think of me. But I can’t continue on in a
life where I’m only breathing. I need to learn to live.
several deep breaths, ready to cross the street and take the leap I’ve been
this,” I say to myself. The sun is moving higher, the shadow becoming smaller.
my left, and to my right, checking for oncoming cars.
walking, crossing the street. I know if I stop for even a second, I’ll talk
myself out of going.
until I come to the automated doors that slowly slide open.
they’ll believe you.
the counter, where a woman with dark hair pulled back in a severe ponytail and
wearing a uniform is working on a computer. She looks up, but remains seated.
“Can I help you?” she says in a flat voice.
tremble, so I knit them together to stop the emotion bursting to come forward.
voice quivers with uncertainty.
okay?” She stands and comes closer to the counter. She looks behind me,
searching for a hint as to why I’m so edgy.
need to talk to the police unit who deals with sexual abuse.”
**Write something worth reading**I’m Margaret and I’m a self-published author.
fortunate in obtaining New York Times best-selling status on my YA/NA book –
Ugly, and my YA book – Mistrust.My last six books have been YA and I’m completely in love with the genre. I
love being able to communicate with people through my words and stories.
My writing genres all differ, but the one thing I keep consistent is my
heroines. All my female lead characters are strong, gutsy and not the ‘perfect’
woman. While my books all have romantic elements in them, they aren’t just
about the romance. They’re about finding strength, acceptance and making life
I hope you enjoy my stories as much as I have while writing them.