
Luke sat quietly in his car for a few minutes, thinking. He wanted to go home, sort out his feelings for Madeleine. No, he already knew she was the love of his life. That left only the question of what to do next.
He started the car, but drove instead in the direction of his office. He’d been working on the Baxter account when Madeleine’s distress call had come in. He had to finish that, get it off his desk, and out of his life.
The more he talked with Madeleine about things like truth and honesty, the bigger hypocrite he became. He’d sold out, betrayed his own values, threw away his professional integrity. Some example he’d set for his niece. And Madeleine would never trust that his heart was true.


Excerpts from Acts of Love:
“We have to talk.” Amanda drew back her shoulders and faced him squarely. “Give me a minute to close the shop.”
“Don’t want all your customers to know the truth about you? Don’t want all your boyfriends to know you have a son, Mother?” His voice dripped sarcasm.
“We need privacy.” Amanda felt her strength returning. Edward had betrayed her. Michael had to understand that. She went through the motions of closing the shop. “Come upstairs with me. I’d like a chance to tell you the truth.”
“Nothing you can say will change your signature on the back of the check. You sold me.”
Amanda inserted the key in the door lock and turned it, then stopped when she heard quick footsteps behind her. Lord, where was the security patrol? She pulled the key out. Somewhere she’d read that making a fist and holding a key between your fingers made a good weapon. She managed to get the key placed, with the other keys on the chain dangling beneath her fist.
The footsteps stopped and every nerve in her body tensed for the danger behind her. As ready as she’d ever be to meet her assailant, Amanda spun around, fist raised in front of her. . . .
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Yazz recoiled, unable to stop his gut reaction. The fact that Amanda had deserted her own child shocked him deeper than he cared to admit. This was a new facet to her, one he wished had never been revealed to him. “Why did you leave? How could you leave your child?” All the pain of his own mother’s rejection flooded through him. Nothing could be worse than abandoning a child to fend for itself. How could the woman he thought he’d known, cared deeply for, do that? A sliver of cold wrapped itself around the warm place Amanda had always occupied in his heart.

Jenny's Legacy is a contemporary sweet romance featuring a psychic heroine.
Her psychic abilities haven’t been of much help to Gaelynn Graham lately. If it hasn’t been one thing, it’s been another. The last thing she needs in her life is a sexy contractor, especially one whose presence places her family and her career in jeopardy. Kyle Cordell is haunted by the death of his kid sister and has what he thinks is good reason to fight his attraction to the beautiful psychic. Then his clairvoyant son runs away and only Gaelynn has the key to his whereabouts. Kyle and Gaelynn struggle to overcome a legacy of fear and hate, risking all that they hold dear, with their love for each other in the balance.
Excerpts from Jenny's Legacy: Suddenly the morning light shimmered, then turned gauzy. Rather than a crowd, the handsome stranger from the hospital stood in front of her, his face distorted by … by what? Anger? Fear? No, grief.
This was suffering like none she’d ever before witnessed. Compassion and love welled up in her heart, and she reached out to stroke his face, to comfort, to draw him close.
The image faded, leaving her standing there, hand outstretched. She shook her head and let her arm fall back to her side. Why did this man keep appearing to her? A sudden chill in the air made her shiver, and again a premonition of catastrophic change flitted at the edge of her consciousness.
Gaelynn forced herself to breathe slowly. Again, she was aware of a darkness hovering near him. With sudden clarity, she knew that Kyle’s anger came from that, not from his heart. How could she overcome something that powerful? Should she even try? An overwhelming sense of danger filled her. "No, we’re trying to help people understand those individuals who have special abilities. Our goal is to draw families closer together."
"People like you destroyed my family." Pain filled his voice and twisted it into ugliness.
Gaelynn watched as the darkness around Kyle intensified and seemed to pulse with a life of its own. When it stretched malevolent tendrils toward her, she involuntarily stepped back. Regaining her composure, she glared at Kyle. "I’ve destroyed nothing. I’ve pledged to do no harm." The dark cloud remained in place. "Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do." She fled the room.

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