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August 20, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - Smooth Lies
He struggled with the ropes. The noise of blood rushing in his ears grew louder. The Black Sea would be his final resting place. There would be no shame in his giving up, no one would know about his failure. But there would be shame in letting Riker get away with treason. No, the bastard wouldn't kill the president with his own hands, but the result would be the same. Given enough time and the use of the body armor he'd developed, the enemy would strike and kill.
Purchase Smooth Lies The proceeds of Smooth Lies will go to benefit International Justice Mission.
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Smooth Lies and Justice
I love to write suspense and thrillers stories. Recently I finished updating Smooth Lies to release it on Amazon and Smashwords for $0.99. In Smooth Lies Sophia Henley's life is in danger in her own home. The only way she can survive is to run from her husband. But can she be sure he really is her husband? Sophia escapes her home to find that her real husband is still alive. After being dumped and left for dead in the Black Sea, Jake Henley is out to retrieve something his CO stole and to save Sophia.
In Red Skhye in Morning Delanie Skhye is trying to have some free time on a private island. That is until a killer targets her. In Murder Stalks, Tony and Marissa have to outsmart the killer to escape certain death.
In all of my suspense books, the killer or bad guy always gets it in the end. I like the justice of writing mysteries. I love the way my hero or heroine gets to serve up a tray of justice to the bad guys. It's fulfilling to see the bad guys punished.
In real life justice isn't always achieved. There are still people who take advantage of others and get away with it. Slumlords take advantage of their tenants, robbers don't get caught and murders are left to walk around without seeing punishment. But injustice goes much deeper than what we see on the surface in our sterile USA world. We see injustice as undeserving people having nicer cars or bigger houses. Or a coworker who doesn't work as hard as we do and somehow gets a raise or a bonus because they're good at kissing butt. But those are minor inequalities that don't mean much in the full scheme of life.
What I'm talking about in terms of injustice are those people who are sold into slavery or stolen into slavery and forced to work in horrible conditions. Few people want to acknowledge the uncomfortable truth about slavery in today's world. Many women, girls, and young boys are taken by evil people and made to work in despicable conditions.
It's uncomfortable to read books about people being taken advantage of. Many publishers won't publish any books that include any sexual act with a minor, so many authors totally ignore the subject of forced teen prostitution, child slavery and kidnappings, not because they don't want to write about the issues, but so few publishers will publish anything that controversial.
So what can you do? Being aware of the problem is important. If you don't know about an issue how can you help? International Justice Mission was started fourteen years ago to help those people who can't help themselves. They've had tremendous success in curbing slavery in many third world countries. There is still much work to be done. But not everyone can help out directly with the IJM efforts or go into DC to volunteer in their offices.
There are many other ways you can help. You can give time or money to help the homeless in your community. Or maybe your passion is for babies that need help. All children in the foster system need a child advocate on their side to speak for them in court. If you don't have time, then a few dollars a month can help. You don't have to give tons of money, maybe just your loose change gathered up every day and tossed into a jar.
Because I love the work that IJM does I've decided that all of the proceeds from the re-release of Smooth Lies will go to support International Justice Mission. I believe in IJM's mission and their values. I hope that you will help me support IJM by purchasing a copy of Smooth Lies and enjoy the read.
Having someone to speak for those who have no voice is important. Your purchase of Smooth Lies will put money in the hands of lawyers who are working to free slaves and improve the lives of children and adults who are trapped in slavery. Thank you for your support.
In Red Skhye in Morning Delanie Skhye is trying to have some free time on a private island. That is until a killer targets her. In Murder Stalks, Tony and Marissa have to outsmart the killer to escape certain death.
In all of my suspense books, the killer or bad guy always gets it in the end. I like the justice of writing mysteries. I love the way my hero or heroine gets to serve up a tray of justice to the bad guys. It's fulfilling to see the bad guys punished.
In real life justice isn't always achieved. There are still people who take advantage of others and get away with it. Slumlords take advantage of their tenants, robbers don't get caught and murders are left to walk around without seeing punishment. But injustice goes much deeper than what we see on the surface in our sterile USA world. We see injustice as undeserving people having nicer cars or bigger houses. Or a coworker who doesn't work as hard as we do and somehow gets a raise or a bonus because they're good at kissing butt. But those are minor inequalities that don't mean much in the full scheme of life.
What I'm talking about in terms of injustice are those people who are sold into slavery or stolen into slavery and forced to work in horrible conditions. Few people want to acknowledge the uncomfortable truth about slavery in today's world. Many women, girls, and young boys are taken by evil people and made to work in despicable conditions.
It's uncomfortable to read books about people being taken advantage of. Many publishers won't publish any books that include any sexual act with a minor, so many authors totally ignore the subject of forced teen prostitution, child slavery and kidnappings, not because they don't want to write about the issues, but so few publishers will publish anything that controversial.
So what can you do? Being aware of the problem is important. If you don't know about an issue how can you help? International Justice Mission was started fourteen years ago to help those people who can't help themselves. They've had tremendous success in curbing slavery in many third world countries. There is still much work to be done. But not everyone can help out directly with the IJM efforts or go into DC to volunteer in their offices.
There are many other ways you can help. You can give time or money to help the homeless in your community. Or maybe your passion is for babies that need help. All children in the foster system need a child advocate on their side to speak for them in court. If you don't have time, then a few dollars a month can help. You don't have to give tons of money, maybe just your loose change gathered up every day and tossed into a jar.
Because I love the work that IJM does I've decided that all of the proceeds from the re-release of Smooth Lies will go to support International Justice Mission. I believe in IJM's mission and their values. I hope that you will help me support IJM by purchasing a copy of Smooth Lies and enjoy the read.
Having someone to speak for those who have no voice is important. Your purchase of Smooth Lies will put money in the hands of lawyers who are working to free slaves and improve the lives of children and adults who are trapped in slavery. Thank you for your support.
August 14, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - Smooth Lies
"Don't do this, Jake." She pushed him away and tried to move, but he held her tight.
"What?"
"It's like at the beach. You get that look in your eyes. I won't do this again."
"Sophia, I love you. I always have. I just--"
"What? You love having me when life is convenient for you?" Sophia pushed against his chest again.
A tingle of excitement surged from the place where her skin contacted with his. He fought to keep his eyes off her cleavage, trying to concentrate on her face instead.
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"Don't do this, Jake." She pushed him away and tried to...
"Don't do this, Jake." She pushed him away and tried to move, but he held her tight.
"What?"
"It's like at the beach. You get that look in your eyes. I won't do this again."
"Sophia, I love you. I always have. I just--"
"What? You love having me when life is convenient for you?" Sophia pushed against his chest again.
A tingle of excitement surged from the place where her skin contacted with his. He fought to keep his eyes off her cleavage, trying to concentrate on her face instead.
Smooth Lies - Available later this week.
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August 10, 2011
100 Blogfest - Martin King
Today's little story is pet themed in honour of Bandit, Sara's pet pug.
I am sure most of you have had pets at some stage during your childhood. Cats and dogs, rabbits, gerbils and guinea pigs to mention just a few. Oh and don't forget winning a gold fish at the fair, even if it did only last a few days.
Whatever pet you owned, you will remember the joys they brought as well as the sadness. Among other pets, we had a dog called Laddie. A small mongrel dog, but we loved him. One day, me and my sister were taking him for a walk when out of nowhere, an Alsatian ran out of a garden and attacked him. Now we are not just talking a small scuffle here, the Alsatian grabbed my poor little doggy in its giant, vice like grip and ravaged it like a little rag doll.
The cutest thing I can remember about Laddie looking back, is every time a car would pass our house, he would run out of the garden and chase after them. Nowadays if a pet were to do that, they would wear their legs out very quickly, but back then, cars weren't exactly two a penny.
That was my only pet dog. We had cats and rabbits, some of which I have some fascinating stories still to tell in later blogs. I have never owned a pet since leaving home and never had a desire too. But just recently I have had a urge to own a little Chihuahua.
Another disastrous tale is when we moved a few hundred miles to the other end of the country in England. We had a cat called Thomas. Now they say you have to keep them locked in the house for a few weeks until they get their bearings. Well somehow Thomas managed to escape and we never saw him again.
Anyway, enough bad memories, please post your happy tales about you and your beloved furry or feathered friends.
These blogs are all about fun and sharing. Thank you for reading a '#100blogfest' blog. Please follow this link to find the next blog in the series: http://martinkingauthor.com/blog/7094...
Find Martin's books here.
I am sure most of you have had pets at some stage during your childhood. Cats and dogs, rabbits, gerbils and guinea pigs to mention just a few. Oh and don't forget winning a gold fish at the fair, even if it did only last a few days.
Whatever pet you owned, you will remember the joys they brought as well as the sadness. Among other pets, we had a dog called Laddie. A small mongrel dog, but we loved him. One day, me and my sister were taking him for a walk when out of nowhere, an Alsatian ran out of a garden and attacked him. Now we are not just talking a small scuffle here, the Alsatian grabbed my poor little doggy in its giant, vice like grip and ravaged it like a little rag doll.
The cutest thing I can remember about Laddie looking back, is every time a car would pass our house, he would run out of the garden and chase after them. Nowadays if a pet were to do that, they would wear their legs out very quickly, but back then, cars weren't exactly two a penny.
That was my only pet dog. We had cats and rabbits, some of which I have some fascinating stories still to tell in later blogs. I have never owned a pet since leaving home and never had a desire too. But just recently I have had a urge to own a little Chihuahua.
Another disastrous tale is when we moved a few hundred miles to the other end of the country in England. We had a cat called Thomas. Now they say you have to keep them locked in the house for a few weeks until they get their bearings. Well somehow Thomas managed to escape and we never saw him again.
Anyway, enough bad memories, please post your happy tales about you and your beloved furry or feathered friends.
These blogs are all about fun and sharing. Thank you for reading a '#100blogfest' blog. Please follow this link to find the next blog in the series: http://martinkingauthor.com/blog/7094...
Find Martin's books here.
August 9, 2011
Excerpt from BRAINSTORM by Gordon A. Kessler
"He left you behind to die, like he did several thousand other folks. You don't have anything to fear from me. You probably passed my little group in the stairwell. We just want to get out of here, just like you."
Again they eyed each other. This time one of them said, "I told you. I told you they were going to blow this place."
"Shut up," said one of the guards in the middle. I figured he must be in charge.
"Come on, Top," the first guy said. "We don't have much time."
"All right," the leader said. "But we're going to kill this ass, first." He raised his gun, and I felt like I'd run out of options. They all wore the copper-lined helmets—my psychic gift would be useless.
I yelled out to my zombies in a bottom-of-the-barrel attempt, "Get them."
The few of my night-shirted morons that I could see standing on the other side of the stairwell doorway window stood motionless, but it bought me a second as "Top" glanced back toward my group of blanks.
His head cocked and he grinned. He turned back to me, his rifle barrel aimed at my chest.
* * *
Fast forward, Harvey says.
And I go into future mode.
The world is in slow motion. Although my thoughts shift to high gear, I cannot move faster than my adversaries. But I see their movements in advance and know when they will make them.
As the gunman squeezes the trigger, I lurch to one side. Two bullets exit the muzzle of his gun, spinning out with smoke and nitrate debris. My body edges to the side, feeling as cumbersome as a huge aircraft carrier, and the tiny missiles, like torpedoes in the water, come at me. The first will clearly miss. The second bullet becomes a tremendous concern, for I see its green tip and know that the leader's weapon is loaded with armor-piercing rounds. Guessing what I now wore was likely the latest generation of armor, it still wouldn't guarantee against penetration from a zippy little 5.56 X 45 mm round at close range, let alone armor piercing. Ten feet away, I twist my torso, a fast jerk in real time, a snail's crawl in my fast-forward vision. And the projectile zips to me, my side twisting back mere centimeters to avoid it, and it strikes me. The bullet enters the body armor, and although the blood is yet to flow, the blazing pain yet to be felt, I know that it has found flesh.
Hoping it has not ruptured a vital organ, I continue the twisting into a spin, getting out of my assailant's aim, then leaping toward the initial gunman.
The entire group begins to bring their guns to bear on me.
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BRAINSTORM by Gordon A Kessler
In Brainstorm, Gold Rush seems to be just another sleepy little Colorado community full of friendly, caring citizens, quaint cottages, and a sort of quiet peace, held gently by the picturesque mountains that surround it. However, something isn't right in Gold Rush, and early on a Monday morning Robert Weller awakens with a cautioning and insuppressible voice inside his head. He soon finds a secret behind every door, a motive with every glance, and a lie beneath every spoken word.After meeting a strange but beautiful woman named Sunny who insists they were once lovers, people begin dropping dead around him and his world twists upside down as paramilitary teams hunt him, and his own wife and friends turn against him. Weller is thrown into the middle of a military mission to rescue thousands of the town's citizens from a plot to destroy the Free World.
Time is running out: Weller, Sunny and thousands of innocent citizens are facing nuclear devastation. Major "Jax" Jackson and a U.S. Air Force Para Rescue team are their only hope—but how can Jax and his PJs save them all, armed only with nonlethal weapons?
"...as exciting and fast-paced as a thrill ride on a dive bomber, a maelstrom of action, violence, murder and mayhem, way too much fun to put down...based on an actual black CIA program known as 'Project Stargate. Kessler...really knows his stuff. An outstanding novel."— Douglas Preston, bestselling author of The Codex, Relic and Book of the Dead and many more.
"...a wild ride into the reality of human consciousness...a kickass adventure story that will have you thrumming through the pages well into the night...handled with stunning effect."— James Rollins, bestselling author of Black Order, Sandstorm and Map of Bones as well as many others.
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Welcome Gordon A. Kessler
Many thanks for hosting me on the Thriller Author Blog!
I've been asked about research. With modern-day thrillers, research is the largest part of the time pie for any author. If you write thrillers, it's a prerequisite that you love research.
Pick up any good thriller novel published in the last twenty years, and you're bound to find a fast-paced story, populated with believable, 3D characters, and a whole lot of fascinating facts—you'll actually learn something. Of course, there could be a catch; are all these facts you've learned really true, or have they been made up or distorted to fit better into the author's story? After all, some of the actual facts used in many popular thrillers today are so incredible that they seem fictitious. I'm talking about the incredible advancements in technology and near-future expectations, as well as amazing discoveries from our past that we read about in the paper every day. Knowledge is expanding exponentially, and so is our understanding of our true past, where we came from and how we got here.
The Internet is an invaluable resource for thriller novelists, an idea generator and a huge time-saver. But the info you find on the Web is not always reliable. Stories, articles and sources should be checked and rechecked for validation before any writer dips his quill into the ink well.
Brainstorm was heavily weighted with research. It actually took several years to piece it all together while I was working on other projects. I got so involved in the research that I found it difficult to know when to push it all aside and start writing. I would guess only about 5% went into the finished novel. But the other 95% helped me understand the information I used and did indirectly affect the feel of realism—verisimilitude.
First, I delved deep into the black/secret projects that not only the US but also the Soviet Union and other major world powers were involved in throughout the '50s, '60's, '70s and even into the '80s and '90s. I was especially fascinated by the top secret projects our own government worked on, including atrocities such as using human guinea pigs as test subjects—sometimes with fatal results. The CIA and DIA seemed the most active with projects like MK-Ultra, Grill Flame and Star Gate to name only a few. They looked into paranormal and psychic talents and the possibility of enhancement of such concerns with hallucinogenic drugs. A good portion of their attention was drawn into investigating the accuracy of remote viewing, as well. They even implanted devices such as the Stemoceiver into human brains in order to attempt to enhance and control psychic powers. But, alas, there never were "men who stare[d] at goats."
I also researched new developments into both offensive and defensive weapons, as well as nonlethals. I found out about some really fascinating stuff like acoustic cannons, super-slick lubes and sticky foam, EMP devices, holographs, invisibility cloaks, light weapons—and the list goes on and on. Some of these devices and substances are still in the lab, but many are in use today.
Story research also led me to international relations between the super powers, speculation on the whereabouts of POWs and MIAs from past wars, and even indigenous flora and fauna in certain areas of the world.
Although heavily laden in research with Brainstorm, I can't wait to get started on the sequel, The Master Plan, which will be even more research oriented.
Folks, I'd love to answer any questions you have. And remember, all three of my thrillers (Dead Reckoning, Jezebel and Brainstorm) are on sale in eBook during this rapidly winding down blog tour for only $.99. And don't forget to check out the Brainstorm book trailer on YouTube at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eDjWJ... .
Happy reading!
Gordon
Author bio: Gordon A Kessler is a former US Marine parachutist, recon scout, and Super Squad team leader, with a bachelor's degree in creative writing. He is a Master Instructor for Johnson County Community College, National Academy of Railroad Sciences, and the BNSF Railway. He has taught novel writing for Butler County Community College, English Composition for Hutchinson Junior College and has previously indie-published the thriller novels Jezebel and Dead Reckoning, and a book about the novel-writing craft, Novel Writing Made Simple. He is a founder and former president of the Kansas Writers Association and tries to stay connected to writers and the writing industry by doing speaking engagements at writers conferences and for writers organizations, and has does his own "The Storyteller" seminar in Wichita, Lincoln (Nebraska), Kansas City, and other Midwestern cities based on his Novel Writing Made Simple book. His websites, www.WritersMatrix.com and www.IndieWritersAlliance are landing pages for writers to help them in their writing endeavors.
I've been asked about research. With modern-day thrillers, research is the largest part of the time pie for any author. If you write thrillers, it's a prerequisite that you love research.Pick up any good thriller novel published in the last twenty years, and you're bound to find a fast-paced story, populated with believable, 3D characters, and a whole lot of fascinating facts—you'll actually learn something. Of course, there could be a catch; are all these facts you've learned really true, or have they been made up or distorted to fit better into the author's story? After all, some of the actual facts used in many popular thrillers today are so incredible that they seem fictitious. I'm talking about the incredible advancements in technology and near-future expectations, as well as amazing discoveries from our past that we read about in the paper every day. Knowledge is expanding exponentially, and so is our understanding of our true past, where we came from and how we got here.
The Internet is an invaluable resource for thriller novelists, an idea generator and a huge time-saver. But the info you find on the Web is not always reliable. Stories, articles and sources should be checked and rechecked for validation before any writer dips his quill into the ink well.
Brainstorm was heavily weighted with research. It actually took several years to piece it all together while I was working on other projects. I got so involved in the research that I found it difficult to know when to push it all aside and start writing. I would guess only about 5% went into the finished novel. But the other 95% helped me understand the information I used and did indirectly affect the feel of realism—verisimilitude.
First, I delved deep into the black/secret projects that not only the US but also the Soviet Union and other major world powers were involved in throughout the '50s, '60's, '70s and even into the '80s and '90s. I was especially fascinated by the top secret projects our own government worked on, including atrocities such as using human guinea pigs as test subjects—sometimes with fatal results. The CIA and DIA seemed the most active with projects like MK-Ultra, Grill Flame and Star Gate to name only a few. They looked into paranormal and psychic talents and the possibility of enhancement of such concerns with hallucinogenic drugs. A good portion of their attention was drawn into investigating the accuracy of remote viewing, as well. They even implanted devices such as the Stemoceiver into human brains in order to attempt to enhance and control psychic powers. But, alas, there never were "men who stare[d] at goats."
I also researched new developments into both offensive and defensive weapons, as well as nonlethals. I found out about some really fascinating stuff like acoustic cannons, super-slick lubes and sticky foam, EMP devices, holographs, invisibility cloaks, light weapons—and the list goes on and on. Some of these devices and substances are still in the lab, but many are in use today.
Story research also led me to international relations between the super powers, speculation on the whereabouts of POWs and MIAs from past wars, and even indigenous flora and fauna in certain areas of the world.
Although heavily laden in research with Brainstorm, I can't wait to get started on the sequel, The Master Plan, which will be even more research oriented.
Folks, I'd love to answer any questions you have. And remember, all three of my thrillers (Dead Reckoning, Jezebel and Brainstorm) are on sale in eBook during this rapidly winding down blog tour for only $.99. And don't forget to check out the Brainstorm book trailer on YouTube at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eDjWJ... .
Happy reading!
Gordon
Author bio: Gordon A Kessler is a former US Marine parachutist, recon scout, and Super Squad team leader, with a bachelor's degree in creative writing. He is a Master Instructor for Johnson County Community College, National Academy of Railroad Sciences, and the BNSF Railway. He has taught novel writing for Butler County Community College, English Composition for Hutchinson Junior College and has previously indie-published the thriller novels Jezebel and Dead Reckoning, and a book about the novel-writing craft, Novel Writing Made Simple. He is a founder and former president of the Kansas Writers Association and tries to stay connected to writers and the writing industry by doing speaking engagements at writers conferences and for writers organizations, and has does his own "The Storyteller" seminar in Wichita, Lincoln (Nebraska), Kansas City, and other Midwestern cities based on his Novel Writing Made Simple book. His websites, www.WritersMatrix.com and www.IndieWritersAlliance are landing pages for writers to help them in their writing endeavors.
August 8, 2011
Now And Forever 1, A Love Story by Jean Joachim
The Weston's guest room, the last place Callie and Kyle made love and spent the night together, was a cozy room. She will never forget the small lily flower pattern of the wallpaper, the scent of pot pourri from a dish on the old-fashioned oak dresser and the feel of Kyle's smooth skin, his cheek needing a shave, his soft lips tempting her, coaxing her to give herself to him passionately yet again.
During their last night, after making love with Kyle one more time, Callie awoke at four a.m. Kyle was scheduled to leave at eight. She put her shyness aside and turned to him, waking him with a passionate kiss, making it clear she wanted one last chance to make love. Kyle rubbed sleep out of his eyes, turned to her and raised his eyebrows.
"Now?" He asked her.
She nodded, running her hand down from his strong chest, her eyes gazing at his body. The look of surprise when she touched him followed by his wicked grin indicated his delight at her uncharacteristic boldness. He traced the lines of her delicate jaw with his finger, staring at her with a look of true love on his face, before he turned toward her and took over, igniting a fire inside her. He tried to please her, satisfy her hunger for him. They started slowly, both aware this could be their last time making love forever.
Callie tried to concentrate on every caress, every kiss, so she would never forget, but he fanned her to flame more quickly than she anticipated. She urged him to take her, but Kyle waited as long as he could to prolong the memory forever. However, their mutual passion took over and he took her to completion with him. As they stayed in each other's arms, Callie buried her face in his neck and cried softly, afraid she would never feel his arms around her again, feel his touch, or his lips again, feel him make love to her again. Kyle stroked her hair, and teared up, too, knowing without words she was reacting to the possibility he wouldn't come home.
"Kitten, no matter what happens, I'll love you to eternity."
"Don't say that! Don't say that. Say you'll be home. Be with me. I need you so much, Kyle," she said, crying.
"You know I will. We'll be together forever."
At the end of his tour, he was killed. His death devastated Callie. Days blended together going on endlessly with no meaning, her purpose in life died with Kyle. Getting out of bed challenged her strength every day. She mourned him for two years, never forgetting their nirvana both in and out of the bedroom―Kitten, no matter what happens, I'll love you to eternity.
"Don't say that! Don't say that. Say you'll be home. Be with me. I need you so much, Kyle," she said, crying.
"You know I will. We'll be together forever."
At the end of his tour, he was killed.
Now and Forever 1, a Love Story
Callie Richards was no stranger to heartache. Her parents were killed when she was sixteen. Left with her older sister, she fell into a romance with good-looking, Kyle Maine. They became engaged and Callie's future was set until he was killed in Iraq. Two years later, she pulls herself together to get her Master's degree and restart her life on her own.
Working and studying at Kensington State University, Callie meets Mac Caldwell, the handsome dean. Together they fight a deadly campus drug ring with heart-breaking results. This is an emotional story, not a cookie-cutter romance, that will make you laugh and cry as Callie struggles to make a new life, find love and her happy ending.
Get a taste of "Now and Forever 2, the Book of Danny" when you buy "Now and Forever 1"
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August 7, 2011
Six Sentence Sunday - Smooth Lies
Smooth Lies
Sophia clutched the sides of her head. She felt woozy, incapable of clear thought. A sob escaped her lips, but she quieted quickly, not wanting to draw attention to her room. She tested her arm where he had given her the shot. It was sore in three or four spots. The bastard had been injecting her with medicine, most likely a sedative based on the groggy feeling swamping her.
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Sophia clutched the sides of her head. She felt woozy, incapable of clear thought. A sob escaped her lips, but she quieted quickly, not wanting to draw attention to her room. She tested her arm where he had given her the shot. It was sore in three or four spots. The bastard had been injecting her with medicine, most likely a sedative based on the groggy feeling swamping her.If you want to read more about Smooth Lies, visit my other blog for a Snog Sunday post.
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Introducing Red Skhye in Morning. Delanie Skhye is desperate for paparazzi free time. Samuel Taylor is on break from work. He finds Delanie alone on a private island, but something is wrong. A killer
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