Through My Window

Who- Hi, my name is D. V. Stone. I host Welcome to the Campfire, a weekly blog. I am also a multi-genre author of two independently published books. Felice, Shield-Mates of Dar is a fantasy romance. Agent Sam Carter and the Mystery at Branch Lake is a mid-grade paranormal. Rock House Grill, a contemporary romance, is available for preorder on April 6th by Wild Rose Press.Interests- My favorite activity is Glamping. That means camping in a 5th Wheel trailer with all the amenities and sitting around a fire with friends and family. Taking my dog Hali for walks. And of course, reading.Network– I’m a member of NJRWA, RWA, Savvy Authors, Contracted with Wild Rose Press, Participant with the Romance Critique Group.Desk– Sometimes messy. Sometimes neat. Never without Post-its. Usually with a cup of tea or cranberry seltzer. The Emotion Thesaurus and a quick guide Chicago Manual of writing poster. Also a white-board calendar.Outrageous– I can make weird animal noises, including an elephant and a dog fighting with a cat.Window– Outside my window, I can see birds, some snow at the moment, and the neighbors trampoline though with no kids at the time. Since there aren’t any leaves on the trees, I can also see the lake near my house.


One man’s choices—One woman’s impact 
Rock House Grill 
Available April 6th, 2020
 


​Aden House, successful but driven chef and TV personality, refuses to slow down. His life implodes one night, damaging him both physically and emotionally. He’s rescued by a woman he thinks of as his angel.
 
Shay McDowell has rebuilt her life after her divorce. She juggles volunteer EMT duties and her job, while dreaming of becoming a chef. She finds her way to Rock House Grill and back into the life of the man she helped save.
 
Can love be the ingredient needed to survive the many obstacles they face?
 
  Excerpt
 
“Easy, you’re going to be okay.” A soft voice eased through the chaos around him. The owner of the voice grabbed his arms and held them in a firm but gentle grip. “I’m right here with you. You are not alone.” “Can hardly m-move.” His voice slurred. “C-can’t see anything.” “You’ve been in an accident. I’m an EMT with the ambulance squad,” the velvety voice calmly explained. “You can’t see well because we’re under a tarp. Hold still, okay?” “‘K.” A small light flickered at the edge of his vision. It shone into a bag next to him. Penlight. “You’re restrained to a board. It’s to keep your head from moving and causing more injury.” She continued to talk to him. The voice reached down somewhere inside him, calming and peaceful, so he focused on it. A glow from spotlights on the outside lit whatever covered them. The shadow gave the woman the appearance of a halo—like an angel. 
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