Lynelle Clark's Blog, page 23
September 14, 2015
Some ghosts won't take "Yes" for an answer. Lip service by Adele Downs.


Jack Harris has loved Legs Anderson since they were kids. Now that he has her in his bed, he has no intention of letting her go. Aunt Ada has other ideas, even from the grave.GETTING BETWEEN JACK…
Orphaned at a young age, Legs Anderson owes her Aunt Ada everything. The stoic old lady raised her, and Ada’s warnings about men—and the Harris boys in particular—have stuck, even after her death. Of course, that could be because Ada stuck around, too.…AND HIS LEGS
Patience is not one of Jack Harris’s virtues, and he’s waited too long to start a life with the woman he’s loved since childhood instead of them just knocking boots. Now Ada is interfering from beyond the grave, haunting the old Victorian house she bequeathed to her niece and reinforcing Legs’s fears of commitment. But Jack won’t give up. No matter what trouble may follow, the house will be renovated, Ada will learn to let go, Legs will put her money where her mouth is…and then Jack’ll put his lips everywhere else.BUY & TBR LINKS AMAZON KINDLE US – SMASHWORDS – GOODREADS – All Romance eBooksEXCERPT
The roar of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle on Rachel’s block and the rev of a throttle in her driveway announced Jack’s arrival. Legs tried to appear nonchalant when he walked through the poolside gate, but the sight of his sun-streaked hair and tanned, muscular good looks nearly knocked her off her seat. She eased her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose to get a better look.
When he stepped into the pool area dressed in black jeans, black biker boots, and a white muscle shirt that framed his pumped-up shoulders and biceps, she caught her breath. Everyone in the group said “hey” and Rachel offered him a cold drink, but his focus had remained on her. He slid his sunglasses on top of his head and nodded in her direction.
Legs remembered his gaze meeting hers before his attention strayed to her gold and black bikini then savored every inch of her skin. An appreciative smirk curled his lips and desire flashed in his beautiful blue eyes. He took a long pull of the soft drink someone handed him and then set the can down on the patio table. He looked her way and said, “Want to go for a ride?” The invitation came out like a dare.

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Published on September 14, 2015 05:00
The Every Soul Series by LK Collins. #Erotic #suspense #contemporary #Novel #Giveaway













Oh fuck! The bathroom is covered in blood. It’s smeared down the wall and pooled around my mom’s head, where she’s lifelessly lying flat on her face. Fear freezes me. What in the world happened? The shower curtain is ripped down, her bloody hand print is smeared along the side of the tub where she struggled to get herself up. “Ma,” I yell, finally willing myself to move to her side. I touch her back to wake her and suddenly I’m back in Afghanistan. I push away the images assaulting me that I have worked so hard to suppress. But still, before my eyes is a wounded soldier, shot, bloody, and hanging on to life. God dammit, stop! This is my mom, not that place. I’m scared to move her and know better than to even try. My worst fear in this world is something happening to her. Moving my trembling hands to shake her a little more, I’m about to lose it. I don’t want to hurt her, but I also want to wake her any way possible. My heart is thudding against the walls of my chest as I grab her wrist to see if she has a pulse. I sit in silence, fighting to hear her heart. How did this happen? Did someone hurt her? Where is all this blood coming from? My mind races, all the while I’m listening. I’m not sure if what I feel is her heart or mine, but I go with my gut and hop up the best that I can, my prosthetic making it hard to move around. Quickly I swipe the phone off of her nightstand and grab a towel as I drop back to my knees, dialing 911. Tears stream down my face looking at her this way. The blood is coming from a gash on her head, and I try to click into numb soldier mode as I press the towel onto the wound to stem the bleeding. Someone had to have done this to her. There’s simply too much blood for her to have slipped and fallen on her own. I feel the panic overtaking me, worming through the numbness. “911, what’s your emergency?” “It’s—” I choke, staring at her weak body. “Hello? Sir, what’s your emergency?” “My…My mom…I…I don’t know what….” My voice is shaky and I’m struggling through each word. “She’s…she’s unconscious and—” “Is she breathing, sir?” Fuck, there’s a lot of blood. My mind flashes back to the battlefield, my chest tightens, I’m frozen.“Sir, I need to know if she’s breathing?” “I…” “I’m routing an ambulance to you. Are you at 211 Riverdale?” “Uh huh.” “Sir, now please tell me, is your mom breathing?” “She’s facedown, so… I don’t know.” “Is her airway clear?” Leaning over her, I look at my mom’s face and gently brush her hair out of the way. I can see that nothing is blocking her mouth or nose. Her eyes are closed and her poor glasses are smashed to hell, barely over her eyes. “There’s…” Fuck! “ Sir? Her airway?” “It’s clear.” “Good, does she have a pulse?” “I think so.” I hear the dispatcher in the background speak to someone, then she comes back on the line. “The ambulance should be there in less than a minute, just leave her ‘til the medics arrive. Are you okay to get off the phone and open your front door?” “Yeah,” I say and hang up. I take a deep breath and try to push the panic down, unlocking the door in a haze. I need to get my shit together. Running back to my mom, I rest my head softly against hers, I cry and just pray that she’ll be okay. She has to be. I’ve already lost one woman in my life, so I sure as hell can’t lose another. Lying this close to her, I can feel her breathing. Thank God. Pulling the towel away, I check and see that her head is no longer bleeding. That’s good. But again my damn mind gets the best of me and morbid thoughts take over. I envision her in a casket, my dad and I crushed with grief standing over her, and the pain of it is as real as if I was standing right there, right now. All of a sudden the room is flooded with EMTs. “Sir, I need you to get up,” one of them says, his voice so faint as I struggle to come out of the grief brought on by my vision. Where did it even come from? He gently helps me up as I’m still having a hard time processing things. “What happened?” one of them asks me as the others begin to work on her. I replay the story the best that I can, fighting to stay calm and in the moment. Then out of the blue – a flashback to the day Arion collapsed in the hallway outside of her condo, when I showed up like an asshole and scared the shit out of her. She had no idea that I was alive, and the pure shock alone caused her to faint. Watching my mom just as helpless makes my world spin. Everything inside of me aches as my vision bounces between her, Arion, and war.


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Published on September 14, 2015 04:01
September 13, 2015
One Day Event: Griff Montgomery-Quarterback by Jean C Joachim.



“Even better.” Carla licked her lips. “I’ll bet she has no idea you’re having sexual fantasies about her.”
“I’m not. It was an accident,” he hissed.
“Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that. Wonder what she’d think if she knew?”
“Don’t, Carla. Please don’t. I’m begging you.” Griff reached for her arm, but she shook him off.
Buddy faced the quarterback. “What the hell did you do?”
“You don’t wanna know.”
“Oh no. You didn’t?” His eyebrows rose.
Griff nodded. “Guilty.”
“Whoa, stand back, Tony. There’s gonna be some fireworks in a minute.” Buddy pushed Hastings to the wall.
“You wouldn’t be lying, now, would ya?” Carla asked, directing her stare at Buddy.
“See for yourself.” He gestured to the brunette at the corner table.
“Lauren!” Carla cupped her hands and yelled.
Lauren stood up, turning to face them.
“You Lauren?”
“Please, please, Carla. I’m sorry, so sorry,” Griff whispered. “Don’t do this.”





Published on September 13, 2015 02:48
September 11, 2015
Cover reveal: Maiden Claimed by Ravyn Rayne. Book 2 in the Palace secrets Series.


Waiting outside the bathhouse, a gentleman, with honey-golden hair and eyes as green as the blades of grass on a summer’s day, stops in front of me. He looks me over and smiles. His face is covered in scruff and dirt licks his skin. “I approve.”
There’s an arrogance surrounding this man, and I have the urge to silence him.
“You approve of what?” I ask and cross my arms defensively. My eyes narrow, unpleased.
“I approve of you joining me in the bathhouse. Though I admit you look pretty clean already.
Guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” He reaches out to touch a strand of my blonde hair and I swat his fingers away and force his arm down to his side.
“You’ve lost your mind.” My grip on his wrist is forceful, showing him who’s boss.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asks, glancing down at my hand still holding his wrist.Grab the first book in the seriesTitle: Palace Secrets Author: Ravyn Rayne Publisher: Blushing Books Genre: Historical Romance, Romantic EroticaLove comes in many forms and always at a price.At twenty-three, Princess Isabella must settle down for the sake of her kingdom. Caught up in a secret affair with her lady-in-waiting, Hannah, the princess knows it can only last for so long.When Prince Alexander arrives to court her, he confides that his father is on his death bed, and he will be crowned king soon. Isabella hastily agrees to the proposal, desiring to be queen, knowing little about her soon to be husband.Murder, secrets, and lies combine with menage, spanking, and erotic encounters in this steamy medieval romance.Available on Kindle Unlimited for FREE and on Amazon for just $2.99 Add to GoodreadsExcerpt
“Make a sound and you’ll get another spanking,” Alexander says. His tone is firm but light. Unlike the last time, he doesn’t sound angry or disappointed with me. Is this how our lovemaking will be?
I’m both aroused and craving more of Alexander’s affection. I bury my face into the pillow, trying my best not to make any noise. I moan quietly as his lashings grow harder, burning against my skin, making me wet. I’m glad Alexander’s attention is on me.
There’s something about his power and control that fires me up inside. Is he doing this to teach me a lesson for being naughty or to arouse me?
“No, Hannah.” Alexander’s answer is both quick and abrupt. “I’m the only one in charge.
Maybe I should spank you both regularly for sneaking around the castle, behind my back.
Would that make sure it doesn’t happen again?” Alexander lets his hand land hard on my bottom. The sting grows fierce and I whimper in protest. When will his spankings turn to sex?
He offered it to me the last time and I rejected him. It had been the only amount of control that I’d been given. Tonight, I would give him everything, and if he asked me to beg, I would.Check Out This Other Amazing BookThe Sapphire Sacrifice (Gem Apocalypse Book 3) by Ravyn Rayne

"Leave, Aria." His voice stern and filled with warning. He didn't sound like himself.
She wouldn't listen to him. She couldn't. Did he not realize how much he meant to her?
"I have a gun," Aria whispered, staring at James. It was her last shred of hope.
James stopped pacing and walked straight up to the glass, staring at her with dark blue eyes. "Shoot me."
Aria's eyes widened. "No! I won't do it."Five Questions with James(a character interview for The Gem Apocalypse series)Of all the places you’ve lived, what is your favorite?That’s a tough question to answer. I loved Brayleigh, before the uprising. I know it wasn’t a perfect society, but I was happy. It will always be my home as I have fond memories of my childhood growing up at the royal palace. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?Give me bacon! It’s hard to come by but I absolutely love it. You’ve had you’re share of women at the royal harem. Any aside from Aria that you’ve loved?I’ve loved all the women I’ve invited into my home. Who’s to say you can’t love everyone? Do you prefer dominating or being dominated?I love to spank Aria. So yes, I prefer to dominate my partner. Would you ever let Aria spank you?I wouldn’t bend over and let her spank me, but she can certainly try. I like to remain in charge.
An Interview with the AuthorWhat can we expect next from you?About twice a month, you can anticipate a new release! In September, I’ve got Hot-Blooded Lust (Federal Agent Chronicles 3) and Grave Misfortune (Palace Secrets 3) coming out. In October, The Murderess, the first in the Courtesan Slave Trade series will be available. What book are you writing right now?Well, it’s currently untitled. (I have a few working titles but I’m not sure any of them fit it perfectly). It’s a romantic dystopian erotica with a very edgy twist. When do you typically decide the title for a book?After the book is written or perhaps when it’s about 2/3rd’s completed. By then I’m usually writing up the book blurb at the same time and working on the title or series name.
Grab the first book in the series and begin the adventure.The Emerald Virgin (Gem Apocalypse Book 1)Emerald – a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions.After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust-filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery.At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.A dystopian erotic adventure. Now available on Kindle Unlimited! Borrow for FREE or purchase on AmazonThe Amber Voyeur (Gem Apocalypse Book 2)No longer safe in Brayleigh, Aria and James travel by ship to find refuge and discover what’s left of the world.Dangerous seas and pirates lurking are only the start of their troubles. Forced off the boat with nothing but the clothes on their back, the crew and passengers make it to a nearby island, only to be abducted by the Knight Tribe, a clan of romantic warriors with a voyeuristic culture and a taste for nightly entertainment.Get swept away in this dystopian erotic adventure, brimming with romance, spankings, and betrayal. Now available on Kindle Unlimited! Borrow for FREE or purchase on AmazonAbout the Author


Published on September 11, 2015 06:34
September 10, 2015
After nearly ten years apart, Brooke Anderson collided with the one she let get away. The Unwritten Duet by MC Decker.


Title: The Unwritten Duet Box Set Author: M.C. Decker Release Day Blitz: September 11 Genre: Contemporary Romance Hosted by: S.B.B. Promotions


After nearly ten years apart, Brooke Anderson collided with the one she let get away. The once cocky, conceited and arrogant Rich Davis was now her potential employer and seemed off-limits. Brooke wanted her successful career more than a chance at love. But, was it really her choice to make, or was it beyond her control?Rich not only offered Brooke her dream job, but his heart as well.Just when everything seemed like a perfectly scripted fairy tale — tragedy struck.Will Rich and Brooke’s love survive? Will their script finally end in the Happily Ever After they both so desperately desire? Maybe their story is, in fact, Unwritten …









M.C. Decker is the author of the Unspoken Series. The first book, Unwritten, was released in late 2014 and its sequel, Unscripted, will be released in late June 2015. She lives in a suburb of Flint, Michigan with her husband, Brian, and spoiled-rotten Siamese cat, Simon. For the last decade, she has worked as a journalist for several community newspapers in Michigan's Thumb region. She enjoys all things '80s and '90s pop culture: movies, boy bands, music and especially the color, hot pink. She also strictly lives by the motto, "Life is better in flip flops," and is a diehard Detroit Tigers fan.




Published on September 10, 2015 02:38
September 8, 2015
TEMPTATION BEGINS IN DARKNESS...Ine with the shadows by Susan Squires.



AUTHOR BIOSusan Squires is a New York Times bestselling author known for breaking the rules of romance writing. Whatever her time period, or subject, some element of the paranormal always creeps in. She has won multiple contests for published novels and reviewer's choice awards. Publisher's Weekly named Body Electric one of the year’s most influential mass market books and One with the Shadows a Best book of the Year. Time for Eternity, the first in the DaVinci time travel series, received a starred review from Publisher's Weekly.Susan has a Masters in English literature from UCLA and once toiled as an executive for a Fortune 500 company. Now she lives at the beach in Southern California with her husband, Harry, a writer of supernatural thrillers, and two very active Belgian Sheepdogs, who like to help her write by putting their chins on the keyboarddddddddddddddddddddddd.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGEWEBSITEFACEBOOKTWITTERMAILING LISTGOODREADSThis Cover Reveal Was Organized & Hosted By:

Published on September 08, 2015 07:48
Sunset Beach Romance Series book 4: Sunset Surprise by Natalie-Nicole Bates.


Regret.
The acid that festers and blisters your soul and your heart. If you’re lucky enough, scabs will form. If not, you remain ravaged and damaged forever.
Summer Whitney walked along the stretch of Sunset Beach for what seemed hours, while she contemplated her life.
Regret.
Maybe she made life altering decisions too soon after Erick’s death. Deluded herself into thinking Sunset Beach would somehow be the answer to all of her problems, to the grating loneliness she felt day in and day out.
It wasn’t too late to run. Running away was something Summer was very good at. Leave everything and everyone behind again.
This time it would be forever.AUTHOR BIONatalie-Nicole Bates is a book reviewer and author.Her passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian and Edwardian era photography and antique poison bottles. Natalie contributes her uncharacteristic love of hockey to being born in Russia.She currently resides in the UK where she is working on her next book and adding to her collection of 19th century post-mortem photos.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKS Goodreads Tsu Facebook Fan Group Twitter Facebook Blog Street Team Sign Up Amazon Author Central Page GIVEAWAY$10 Amazon gift card a Rafflecopter giveaway This Blitz has been organized & hosted by

Published on September 08, 2015 06:27
Cover reveal: The devil of Kilmartin by Lauren Wittig.


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AUTHOR BIOLaurin Wittig is a Kindle Top Ten bestselling, award-winning author of exhilarating historical romances. She loves to set her stories amid the conflicts and mystical culture of the Scottish Highlands. Readers say, “Great stories with magical mystery.” Romantic Times says, “She’s well on her way to becoming one of the genre’s finest storytellers.”
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Published on September 08, 2015 06:17
September 7, 2015
Book review: Seeing Evil by Jason Parent. Fate in plain sight.


Fate in plain sight.
Major Crimes Detective Samantha Reilly prefers to work alone—she’s seen as a maverick, and she still struggles privately with the death of her partner. The only person who ever sees her softer side is Michael Turcotte, a teenager she’s known since she rescued him eleven years ago from the aftermath of his parents’ murder-suicide.
In foster care since his parents’ death, Michael is a loner who tries to fly under the bullies’ radar, but a violent assault triggers a disturbing ability to view people’s dark futures. No one believes his first vision means anything, though—not even Sam Reilly. When reality mimics his prediction, however, Sam isn’t the only one to take notice. A strange girl named Tessa Masterson asks Michael about her future, and what he sees sends him back to Sam—is Tessa victim or perpetrator?
Tessa’s tangled secrets draw Michael and Sam inexorably into a deadly conflict. Sam relies on Michael, but his only advantage is the visions he never asked for. As they track a cold and calculating killer, one misstep could turn the hunters into prey.
Author Bio

In his head, Jason Parent lives in many places, but in the real world, he calls Southeastern Massachusetts his home. The region offers an abundance of settings for his writing and many wonderful places in which to write them. He currently resides with his cuddly corgi, Calypso.
In a prior life, Jason spent most of his time in front of a judge... as a civil litigator. When he tired of Latin phrases no one knew how to pronounce and explaining to people that real lawsuits are not started, tried, and finalized within the 60-minute time-frame they see on TV, he traded in his cheap suits for flip-flops and designer stubble. The flops got repossessed the next day, and he’s back in the legal field... sorta. But that’s another story.
When he’s not working, Jason likes to kayak, catch a movie, travel any place that will let him enter, and play just about any sport (except for the one with that ball tied to the pole thing where you basically just whack the ball until it twists in on knot or takes somebody’s head off). And read and write, of course. He does that too sometimes.
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This is a very fast paced paranormal thriller that will hook you and keep you on the edge.
The characters are well defined and I particularly liked the interactions between Michael and Samantha.
Samantha is a no-nonsense detective who keeps to herself and Michael is a teen who gets bullied and his message at the end, is something i firmly believe in. Christopher is the most evil person anyone could imagine. The Author has created one of the most revolting enemies ever.
Seeing Evil is the kind of book that's chock full of intriguing elements, the main one and something I particularly enjoy reading about is kids confronted by evil. A parent to be exact, and one that leaks menace from every pore, then smiles and when needed switches instantly into perfect parent mode.
I look forward to read more by this author in the future.
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Published on September 07, 2015 05:30
September 6, 2015
Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Zed by Jason McIntyre!

Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Zed by Jason McIntyre!

Character InterviewRecord: 1974-03452 Subject: Zeke <Last Name Redacted> Date: August 31, 1974 Type: psychological assessment Method: audio cassette recording Interviewer’s notes: Zeke seems to be of below average intelligence. My understanding is that he’ll be given comprehensive intelligence and psychological tests upon admittance to a local group home care facility. - CFZeke, can you tell me how you feel about your family, now that you’re an adult? I got me no memory of my Mama. My Daddy, he and I didn’t get along so good. Now we have some good times. He lets me work with him. Least he used to. Now that Chief Birkhead come and get me and start doing his talks with me, I don’t know. I might never do the work with my Daddy again. That might be sad. What do you want from life? To keep my truck, wash it, and have it nice fer always. I only got a me few scratches and I buffed them out. I’d like to find a purty lady who maybe doesn’t care that my thinker bottle is cracked and don’t work so good no more. If you were granted three wishes, what would you ask for? Like a genie in a bottle? I saw that on a tv show once. I Dream a Genie. Let’s see. A shiny bufferin’ machine. For my truck you know. A new poker stick so’s I can reach way down deep into the sewers. For when I’m on duty and the trash pick up on Main street. And maybe, I dunno, maybe I’d like to take a train trip one day. I member going on the little loco-mota when I’s a boy. We got one on the island, you know. Lotsa people don’t know that but we do. It was fun. That big smoke stack going way up and making that big smoke in the air. It was fun and I’d like to get me on a train like that again. What three things would you take to a Desert Island? I dunno, I already live on an island. Dovetail Cove and a bit north of town is the only place I ever been. Hard question. Can I skip it? In your relationship with others, how are you different with family than you are with friends? Why? I ain’t never different with nobody. Same Zeke alla time. I hate when people give those fake smiles, you know? Or when they lie to you and you know they lyin but you can’t figure out what to say so that the lie is seen. Fakeness is hard. Same Zeke always. Scout’s honour. How do you fall in love? At first sight? Over a long period? <inaudible> <muffled response> Zeke, can you answer? How do you fall in love? Does it take a long time or happen all at once? I bin in love a couple times you know. I like it when purty girls laugh. They sound so nice and when I make em laugh, that’s the best, you know. My Dad says I’m not supposed to talk about bein in love. Guys like Zeke, he says, guys like us, we don’t get to do that. What parts of loving come easy for you? Hard? Hard? Like you mean when dem girls do their laughing and my private parts get— <inaudible> No. Kay. Nevermind. I like the talking parts but I’m not so good at them. Making purty girls feel safe – I can do that real good. Really, Mister, if you’re gonna keep asking about lovey-dovey stuff, you gots ta talk to my Dad. He says I’m not supposed to talk about this. I got in trouble a couple times now. Chief said. and when I make em laugh, that’s the best, you know. My Dad says I’m not supposed to talk about bein in love. Guys like Zeke, he says, guys like us, we don’t get to do that. What parts of loving come easy for you? Hard? Hard? Like you mean when dem girls do their laughing and my private parts get— <inaudible> No. Kay. Nevermind. I like the talking parts but I’m not so good at them. Making purty girls feel safe – I can do that real good. Really, Mister, if you’re gonna keep asking about lovey-dovey stuff, you gots ta talk to my Dad. He says I’m not supposed to talk about this. I got in trouble a couple times now. Chief said. How do you decide if you can trust someone? Experience with others? With this person? First impressions? Intuition? Do you test the person somehow? Or are you just generally disposed to trust or not to trust? Trust? I don’t know. What do you mean, trust? Oh, I don’t know Zeke, I guess I mean, how do you know someone isn’t lying to you? I never really think about it. Don’t all Mommies and Daddies teach their little ones to tell the truth? Mine did. I always do. Everyone should. When you walk into a room, what do you notice first? Second? I was real good at re-doin floors. All kinds of floors. Tile and wood, polish and rug. I like to see how good a floor is and then I think about how I could do it better. When you walk into a room, what do you expect people to notice about you? Nobody should look at Zeke. My Daddy told me I ain’t supposed to look at nobody so maybe they shouldna look at me. Describe yourself to me. Me? I’m strong for my size. I can lift two of me, and I’m real good at looking after Main Street. Did you turn out the way you expected? The way your parents predicted? When I was a kid I got hurt real bad. My thinker took to leaking and I don’t imagine anyone knew I was gonna be like I am. But I can still get by. I do okay. What really moves you, or touches you to the soul? Daddy says we ain’t got no souls. But if I had to say, I’d tell you. Purty girls. When they laugh. That’s what touches Zeke’s soul. What's the one thing you have always wanted to do but didn't/couldn't/wouldn't? What would happen if you did do it? My Dad says I’m not supposed to say. What do you consider are your strengths? My arms. My back is pretty strong too. What do you consider are your weaknesses? Can’t lift much with my pinky fingers. Or my baby toes. They’re the weakest, I bet. What is one physical attribute you are proud of? Physical what? I told you about my nice truck, right? What one physical attribute would you change? What do you consider are your weaknesses? Can’t lift much with my pinky fingers. Or my baby toes. They’re the weakest, I bet. What is one physical attribute you are proud of? Physical what? I told you about my nice truck, right? What one physical attribute would you change? I put two new tires on the back when I saved up enough. I’d change out the front ones if I could afford to. What do you consider your special talent? I always do what I say I’m gonna. No one has to guess. Zeke always comes through. What do you wish your special talent was? Maybe if I could patch up my thinker. I can see the words. I know what I’m supposed to do and say, but it pours out before the words come to my mouth. Maybe like sand. Or water. If I could patch up m’ thinker, tha’d be good. What are you most proud of about your life? You keep asking me that same questions! I told you about my truck, din’t I? Is there anything you've always wanted to do but haven't done? What would happen if you did it? This question again. Where’s my Dad? Did he make you ask this one? Trine ta trick me, maybe. What's the worst thing you've ever done? Why? I have to go now, okay? I should get back to my job with the town. Describe your ideal mate. Please Mister. Can’t we just let Zeke go back to work now…? maybe. What's the worst thing you've ever done? Why? I have to go now, okay? I should get back to my job with the town. Describe your ideal mate. Please Mister. Can’t we just let Zeke go back to work now…? What are you most afraid of? <inaudible> <muffled> Okay. I can’t talk to you anymore. Kay? Zeke, what's the most important thing in your life? What do you value most? <sobbing> Come on, Mister, please, you have to let me go back. I’m gonna get in trouble. I can’t do no more of your questions right now. How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change? Pleeaaase! Let me go! <inaudible> *End of Recording
About Jason:JASON MCINTYRE is the #1 Kindle Suspense author of THE NIGHT WALK MEN, bestsellers BLED and SHED, plus the multi-layered literary suspense, THALO BLUE. His first novel, ON THE GATHERING STORM, earned a spot in the Top 20 Debut Authors for the Goodreads Choice Awards.McIntyre's debut novel, ON THE GATHERING STORM was VOTED as one of the TOP 20 DEBUT AUTHORS — Goodreads Choice AwardsLearn more and connect with the author at www.theFarthestReaches.comAmazon Author Page Giveaway:a Rafflecopter giveaway

Published on September 06, 2015 01:35