Tuesday's Child Quotes

“Staring in confusion around her, fear, panic, and finally, recognition seeped into her dazed mind. Early morning rays highlighted the water stains shining through the slap-dash coat of whitewash on the ceiling and the banged up suitcases, open on the floor. An empty room – an empty life. A remnant of a foster-care childhood.   She was home.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“If it weren't for the animals waiting for her, she wouldn't bother getting out of bed. Then, room service was a little lacking when you lived alone.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“And the man who unexpectedly awakens her heart – is right in the middle of it all.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“Survival instincts screamed at her to run. White agony dropped her in place.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“He willingly offered her every part of himself for her pleasure. Sam took full advantage. Pushing up on his shoulders, he rolled over onto his back, swinging her on top of him. Sam laughed joyously and accepted the invitation. Using her fingers, her lips and her tongue, she traced, teased, and tormented Brandt until he could stand it no more.
Without warning, Sam found herself flipped over, tucked under him, her legs hooked over his hips. Brandt waited until Sam gazed into his eyes. Then dropping his forehead to hers, he plunged deep.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“This wasn't her room or her bed, and it sure as hell wasn't her body. Tears welled and trickled slowly from eyes not her own. Then the pain started. Still, she couldn't move. She could only endure. Terror clawed”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“Searing”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“woman.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“broken”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“struggling”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“darkness”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“slipped”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“dazed mind. Early morning rays highlighted the water stains shining through the slap-dash”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“Memories swamped her, flooding her senses with yet more hurt. Sam broke down. Like an animal,”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“Closing her eyes, she let her body answer for her. Her lips parted slightly. Her tongue slipped out to caress his thumb. Sliding first to one side then to the other. Brandt bent his head, his eyes absorbed with her every tiny movement.
From under heavy lids, Sam watched his eyes deepen, darken. Sliding her tongue further out, she slowly seductively curled it around the top of his thumb. Instinctively, she’d invited him inside. He couldn’t resist. His thumb stroked the inside of her lips, gently caressing her teeth and the inside of her lips. Sam gently clamped her teeth down on his thumb and tugged it inside. She sucked it very lightly, her eyes wider, watching him watch her.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“The mark of a professional is in giving every detail the same level of attention – no matter how small.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“She’s got gumption, that girl. And she has brains as well.”
― Dale Mayer, Vampire in Denial

“mind grappled with reality. What was going on? Understanding crashed in on her. With it came despair and horror. She’d become a visitor in someone else’s nightmare. Locked inside a horrifying energy warp, she’d linked to this poor woman whose life dripped away from multiple gashes. Another psychic vision. The knife slashed down, impaling the”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“This wasn’t her room or her bed, and it sure as hell wasn’t her body. Tears welled and trickled slowly from eyes not her own. Then the pain started. Still, she couldn’t move. She could only endure. Terror clawed at her soul while dying nerves screamed. The attack became a frenzy of stabs and slices, snatching all thought away. Her body jerked and arched in a macabre dance. Black spots blurred her vision, and still the slaughter continued. Sam screamed. The terror was hers, but the cracked, broken voice was not. Confusion reigned as her mind grappled with reality. What was going on? Understanding crashed in on her. With it came despair and horror. She’d become a visitor in someone else’s nightmare. Locked inside a horrifying energy warp, she’d linked to this poor woman whose life dripped away from multiple gashes. Another psychic vision. The knife slashed down, impaling the woman’s abdomen, splitting her wide from ribcage to pelvis. Her agonized scream echoed on forever in Sam’s mind.”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“the inside of her car window. Panicked, she screamed as flames licked at her feet, burning, and cooking the”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“Dale Mayer is a prolific multi-published writer. She's best known for her Psychic Visions series. Besides her romantic suspense/thrillers, Dale also writes paranormal”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“malevolence has been released from the earth. Instead of laying her ghosts to rest, Jade finds herself confronting”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child

“different genres. To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening”
― Dale Mayer, Tuesday's Child