Saturday, October 18, 2014

Till Heaven Then Forever by Linda Heavner Gerald #FallingIntoLove

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Lily and Brian had it all or did they?  Even with all of the success and wealth, living in the beautiful islands of the Bahamas did not guarantee happiness.  The desire for more.  That feeling, something is missing haunted Lily.  Eventually, the unhappiness spread to Brian.  Together, they find the answer that generates true happiness.  Lily and Brian find, "Till Heaven Then Forever."  The answer to the void in all of us.

 Prologue:   Till Heaven Then Forever


     There are those who would say that I am selfish and weak.  They are correct.  There are those who would say that my soul will be eternally damned.  That, you see, is the sticking point.  For days, I have prayed that God would forgive me for what I am seriously contemplating.  So serious am I that I have collected every bottle of pain and sleeping medications from our home.  I have even thrown in a few bottles of pain meds from our dog, Napoleon.  As I continue to think on my upcoming decision, I am very calm.  It is not a spontaneous action which I am about to commit.  No, it is well thought out and has been in my thought process for at least two months.  It is all that I can think on.  My time of late has been spent on my knees by her bed. 

     “Please, Dear God, I don’t want to be damned as some here on earth proclaim.  Yet, I can’t go forward.  In the deepest pocket of my heart, I find solace when I think of what I am about to do.  Not chaos, not any fear, no dread, just peace at the thought of the outcome.  You promised heavenly Father that you would never allow us to be tempted beyond our control if we depend on you.  My life since meeting her has been in your control.  I gladly turned over my will to you when I witnessed the joy which she possessed.  When she spoke of you, the peace and light which were emitted from her convinced me that YOU are real.  Together, we read our Bible each morning and we would begin our day in prayer.  Always we would ask guidance from you and that you would direct each step

         Never did I miss the bars and chaos which shrouded my life before her.  She introduced me to you; the joy and peace which only you can provide.  Now, I ask you for that same peace which I have always known from you.  Dear Father, if I am about to do wrong, I believe that you will fill my heart with distress; instead, there is only peace that the pain might soon be at an end.  Let the world proclaim that I committed grievous error.  You are the only one whose judgment of me matters.  So, here I am.  Humbly asking that you will bring me home with you; please tell her that I am about to enter your world.  To you, I come without fear.  It is only leaving here, this present world which causes disdain.  What if I do not take enough?  To be left here, without her, in a vegetative state would be worse than death.  So, I pray that you will help me in this last act.  I look forward to seeing you and all those who have gone before.  Amen.”

     Now, my conscience is clear.  I look at all of the various shaped bottles.  About twenty in all with different levels of the pain and sleeping concoctions; the glass of water is filled to the top so that once I begin, there is no going back.  I am ready but one last time, I want to think over my life since she became a part.  If there is any reason for me to remain here, I know that my God will show it to me as I reflect over a long and happy life.  What more joy could anyone know?

     This is not a religious dissertation.   My story is not unique; it is our story of love and devotion. Every married couple has “their” story.  Ours is not special.  An older man who had given up on finding love and a younger woman who had suffered more than she could bear but had continued fighting for a good life for herself and her son.  The story of many yet, I feel that it needs to be told.  For when all is said and done, Lord, it is a story of redemption from you.  It is the tale of two people who had become enmeshed in the lies of this world.  Those subtle lies which so many fall into without even knowing it until suddenly, they have left you behind and are attempting to do things their way; their life is a mess and they wonder why. Yes, this is the story of the fallen of the world; those who want to change but wonder if they can. Finally, this is the tale of the love of God which surpasses all understanding.  If you believe him, you learn that you certainly can change and he will still bless you.  He takes the mess that you have made and sews those loose ends into something like a beautiful quilt.  Maybe, your tale is even more touching as those who lived in the shadows of the church without being as foolish as I.

   So, if you are at the end of your life and you think that you have “blown it”; listen to my heartfelt plea which is that you might understand that with God, it is never too late.  Sure, when I read the scripture and the promises of my God, it is difficult not to consider how my life might be different now, at the end.  What if I had remained faithful to THE truth?  Would I have accomplished greatness?  Maybe, yet I am so happy with my life.  Just maybe when I stand soon before the God of the Universe who is a kind God but is also just; he has to be just. Just maybe, God will tell me what a good job I did on earth.  When I turn to face my reward, maybe I will cry tears of joy at all the faces whose lives I touched but never even knew.  That is my hope. You decide if this is worth passing on.   A tribute to my love, Lily but even more to my God; if you know him then you understand my message.

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Linda Heavner Gerald began writing about two years ago.  Since that time, she has written and published six novels.  One is on the way shortly.  Her writing started with a nightly vision in which she saw a young girl walking down the street in her beloved Beaufort, N.C.  This was a place where Linda sailed frequently.  She knew that the girl had a serious problem but was not in immediate jeopardy.  Also she knew that the girl was not her.  Eventually she prayed to God for guidance.  The answer was her first book, Beaufort Betrayal.  "That book will always be special to me for it started me on this latest adventure.  One which I never dreamed of experiencing.  Writing is one of the most exhilarating subjects which I have ever enjoyed."  She feels that God has blessed her with this wonderful talent.

Thanks Linda for sharing,


Friday, October 17, 2014

Party, Party, Party with The Temporarily Employed Authors on Vicki Batman's FB Page

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Come join us at


Let me tell you a little about Vicki

Like some of her characters, award-winning author, Vicki Batman has worked a wide variety of jobs including lifeguard, ride attendant at an amusement park; a hardware store, department store, book store, antique store clerk; administrative assistant in an international real estate firm; and a general “do anything gal” at a financial services firm--the list is endless.

Writing for several years, she has completed three manuscripts, written essays, and sold many short stories to TRUE LOVE, TRUE ROMANCE, TRUE CONFESSIONS, NOBLE ROMANCE PUBLISHING, LONG AND SHORT REVIEWS, MUSEITUP PUBLISHING, and THE WILD ROSE PRESS. She is a member of RWA and several writing groups and chapters. In 2004, she joined DARA and has served in many capacities, including 2009 President. DARA awarded her the Robin Teer Memorial Service Award in 2010.

Most days begin with her hands set to the keyboard and thinking "What if??"


Here is her links





Plotting Princesses:

Here's the timetable beginning at 10 am cst:
10: Vicki Batman, Sylvia McDaniel
11: Paloma Beck, Lynda Coker
12: Angi Morgan, Kimberley Troutte
1: Alisha Paige Wilson, Donnell Bell
2: Elizabeth Essex, Karilyn Bentley
3: Liz Lipperman, Kristina Knight
4: D'Ann Linscott Dunham, Tina Gayle
5: Magdalena Scott, Betty Bolte
6: Melissa Keir, Kayelle Allen
7: Alexa Bourne, Barbara Barrett
7:30: Allie Harrison
8: Done!

As you can see I'll be at the party at around 4:00 pm  cst.

I'm celebrating the release of my book Stormy - stop by and win prizes.

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Or if you're interest check out my book on amazon

Hope to see you at the party,


Thursday, October 16, 2014

#FallingIntoLove Presents Jade Cain's book "One Way or Another"

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Meet Ethan Kovac and Isaac Duncan, co-stars of the new sitcom, One Way or Another. Ethan’s ditching a career full of terrible tween movies, while Isaac needs to cash in some of his ‘serious actor’ cred for, well, cash. Ethan’s gay and closeted and not happy about it. Isaac has enough issues as a black man in Hollywood without dealing with rumors about his sexuality too.

Neither of them counted on the red hot chemistry that has them fighting to keep their hands off each other.

When the gossip mags suggest that their epic off-screen bromance is just a front for a sizzling affair, the two men have to play the Hollywood game, and find the line between keeping things private and denying who they are to one another.

UPFRONT, PILOT, HIATUS, SWEEPS, and FINALE: five hot, sweet stories of three actors, two second chances, and one romance that’ll shock an entire television viewing audience.

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A blonde from TV Guide fires the opening salvo. “You guys have to be so excited to be co-starring with Samantha Jensen. What’s she like to work with?”

“She’s great,” Ethan says truthfully. “We’re old friends. It’s nice to have a chance to work together again.”

“Yeah, you oughta see the two of them on set,” Isaac says. “Trading hair secrets. I think Sam’s trying to teach him how to braid her hair.”

“We gotta do something to keep ourselves busy while the makeup people are oiling you up for your next scene,” Ethan retorts. There’s an easy warmth moving back and forth between them that has nothing to do with the champagne. They’ve been sassing at each other since the first day of shooting. Having an audience to play for just ups the stakes.

“So does that mean we get to see more scenes of you shirtless?” the reporter asks, all but batting her lashes at Isaac.

“You would not believe the money they saved on wardrobe,” Ethan says. “I’m surprised they bothered with pants, have you seen this guy? I started going to the gym just to keep from vanishing behind him.”

The reporters are laughing, which is good for two reasons: they aren’t asking stupid questions, and if they like Ethan and Isaac, they’ll give the show a favorable write up.

After a few minutes of back and forth, the reporters wander on to the next group. “Hair-braiding?” Ethan raises an eyebrow. “Man, that was lame.”

Isaac laughs. “Come on, give me a break. I can’t be witty all the time.”

“Yeah, I know how it is,” Ethan says, sipping from his glass. “Gotta be hard, coasting on nothing but good looks and talent.”

“Sucks to be us, huh?”

Ethan grins. “You saying I’m hot? I’ll take that.”

“Dude, how hard did you hit it last night?” Isaac eyes him with a sly grin. Ethan’s first thought is for the guy Karen sent packing that morning. Does he know? “You were looking rough when you showed up this afternoon.”

Oh, the hangover. “Yeah, my agency party was last night,” Ethan says.

“Don’t get me wrong, ‘rough’ works for you. I’ve seen you show up for shit looking like you rolled out of bed five minutes before and were still half-drunk, and you still wound up on the cover of something.” Isaac shakes his head admiringly. “I forget to shave and people start gossiping about what’s gone wrong.”

“Yeah well, at least you don’t wind up on ‘Top Ten Disney Stars Gone Wild’.” Ethan drains his glass. He tries not to think about Isaac, unshaved and rumpled, lying on equally rumpled sheets, half-awake and wholly-sexy. Stop fantasizing about your co-workers, Kovac.

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Author Bio:

Jade Cain writes what turns her on: hot men in uniform, confident women who know what they need, the heady feeling of lust when you realize you're about to get everything you ever wanted. She writes (and reads) about lovers of all genders who laugh together--and sometimes at each other. Sex is fun, and often silly, and her works celebrate that humor alongside the heat. When she isn't writing erotica, she writes romance for a traditional publisher under another name

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Thanks for sharing,

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Celebrate Stormy Going Live - Celebrate with @AuthorTinaGayle

To Celebrate I'm giving away an amazon gift certificate to one luck commenter.
Just leave a comment for a chance to win a $10 amazon GC.
Also, one luck winner will win an ebook copy of Stormy.

Join the fun - contest ends Friday at 6:00 pst.

Available at Smashwords -

Now available at 
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Blurb – Can friends become lovers? Even after the age of forty?

He’s wife is dead. She’s divorce with adult children.

For two years, Daniel and Karen have consoled each other during the trails of losing their spouses. Now, they are ready to turn their friendship into a loving relationship. After sharing a night of passion, all appears golden for a bright future for Karen and Daniel until she receives a call from her children saying her ex has had a heart attack.

Torn between, her need to support her children and her desire to be with Daniel, Karen leaves him and flees to the hospital. Coming face to face with  her ex-husband’s new, trophy wife, Karen begins to question exactly why her marriage fell apart. Was she to blame, and if so, should she try again?

On the outside looking in, Daniel must now convince Karen to let go of her past mistake and share a future with him?


“Damn, Daniel, where are you?” Karen Barr glanced at her cell phone, hoping to see a message from him. She’d called him before she left her apartment, texted him from the station where she stopped for gas, and had even pulled off the highway a time or two in her attempt to reach him.
Had he changed his mind about this weekend?
Or was the bad weather interfering with his cell phone signal?
As if in answer to her question, the pounding rain increased, pouring water from the sky like an overflowing faucet. The windshield wipers worked in a quick pulsating rhythm. Nevertheless, they still didn’t achieve the task of improving visibility.
Karen flipped the switch to increase the speed and stared at the road ahead. The weatherman had predicted a storm tonight, and for once when she wanted him to be wrong, he was right.
How much farther did she have to go?
The turn off for Daniel’s cabin couldn’t be too far away. She’d caught sight of the old, red barn off to the left a few miles back, so the dirt lane to Daniel’s place had to be close.
She slowed the car, crawling along at a snail’s pace so as not to miss the path. Her headlights reflected off something metallic. She read the weathered sign. Happy.
The outdated tune of “Happy Trails to You” played through her head. Daniel had sung the song the first time he’d brought her here. He said it’d help her remember the way back.
Right, and where the hell was he?
Karen checked her cell phone again, and silently prayed he wasn’t lying in a muddy ditch somewhere. Hopefully, he had simply forgotten to recharge his phone, a particularly annoying habit he seemed to have.
“Damn it, Daniel, when I find you I...”
She didn’t exactly know what she’d do... kiss him?
Pictures of him flashed in her head... his sexy smile, his curly, dark hair with a touch of gray at his temples... the broad width of his shoulders, his trim physique... the round curve of his ass.
“Shit, why do I put myself through this? The man doesn’t see me as anything other than a friend,” Karen grumbled and flipped her blinker on out of habit.
She steered the car onto Happy Trails. The huge trees resembled mighty sentinels. Standing guard along the edge of the road, they blocked the rain with their large limbs. Slowing to avoid the abundant potholes on the gravel path, she tightened her grip on the steering wheel and searched for the end of Daniel’s driveway.
The storm and lack of communication from him had stretched her patience to the breaking point. She longed to be at her final destination and out of the car. “I should’ve never accepted his invitation to spend the weekend with him at his cabin. He can’t let go of the past,” she muttered angrily.
 Hell, after her divorce, she gave up everything, her husband of twenty-plus-years, her beautiful country manor home, her cushy job, and her high-society friends. All she’d wanted was a new start—freedom from the endless upper crust parties and social climbing leeches. Thankfully now, her individual concerns were merely for her kids and herself. The infinite hours spent on creating a prominent public image for Carl was in her ex-husband’s trophy wife’s hands.
Unfortunately, Daniel’s world had changed for a different reason. His wife’s death had hit him extremely hard. He’d barely been able to cope and had turned to Karen. They’d worked together for years, and he had no else. His family lived out of the state. She’d tried to help, and they’d grown closer. Now, she wanted even more from him. Could they bridge the gap from friends and become lovers?
The dim light shining up ahead drew her attention. She figured Daniel must have left the porch light on for her. Then why didn’t he return her calls?

Was it his way of keeping her from backing out?

Here's some of the reviews.
 Yvonne Daniels
Recommends This Book
I enjoyed reading this book I hope that there will be more parts to the story, I connect with the characters from the first page. I read the book to the finish the same day.. It is hot , steamy and romantic I would recommend this to all of the fans that like a hot romance with characters that you can identify with

 Jennifer Tabler
Recommends This Book
I enjoyed this book. It was short but sweet. I think a book before this one would of made a pretty good book. It had some hot sex scenes. One thing I didn't like is that I couldn't make a description in my head about the 2 main characters. I didn't know what they looked like, how old they were and what they did for a living. Overall pretty good book.
 Paula Ford
Recommends This Book
I loved this book! I got lost in it! Tina created the people in the book that have a lot of substance to them. I love the way she wrote about the issues Karen faced with ex husband & how she finally let it go. I loved how Karen helped Daniel get over losing his wife. I loved the way were together as friends first then lovers. I would recommend this book if want an excellent read!
Hope you enjoy,


Monday, October 13, 2014

A #FallingIntoLove Book - More Pennies Than Water by Steven Harz

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In his third collection of fiction and poetry, award-winning writer Steven Harz once again connects readers to stories containing emotions with which we can all connect. In "More Pennies Than Water" he covers themes of loves lost and found as well as rebirth of life and coping with death. Appearing regularly in 'The Iron Writer Challenge" and "The Germ" Steven's works continue to force laughter and tears, often simultaneously. 

Praise for Steven’s work: 

“LOVE this. Started to read it, couldn't put it down....and have gone back to read it again. Completely captivated. Such powerful feelings behind this writing. I feel like I am looking not Steve's open heart and somehow invading his privacy. So much heart and soul....deep emotion. Reminders of memories lost.” 

"Thanks for bringing the memories roaring back Mr. Harz in the most 'Springsteenish' of ways" 

“Steven Harz takes me back to a time when Steely Dan was on the radio and I was finding myself as a person. Very insightful and very talented. Looking forward to more of his work.” 

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More pennies than water
For Sue and Steve
A generation ago they had
fallen in then out
of love
and learned that in either case
there was no net
Onward they moved to
separate points on the same map
and with their hearts affixed
to different “I Do’s”
their minds occasionally wandered
back to each other in times of quiet
like sermons and snowfall
Every so often he launched
a prayer skyward
then dropped a penny
and a wish
down a well
She put a bookmark in the 80s
but from time-to-time
attached messages to balloons
releasing them
against the wind
with her right hand while crossing
the fingers of her left
Over the years time was measured
in increments of faith and hope
and eventually the well was
more pennies than water
giving him the boost needed
to see over the wall
and upwards
towards a now-descending balloon
and its note
saying an old “I love you” in a new kind of way
and finally allowing him to
uncross his own fingers
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In his writing, Steven Harz captures the exhilaration, pain, and frustration of love, all the while making you strive to find the perfect balance. His work will pierce your heart with memories of love gone bad or an undying commitment to not let that happen to you - pain, truth and appreciation pour out of his words.
Steven's works have appeared in Ink Monkey Magazine, The Germ, Pocket Thoughts, and Indigo Rising UK. In 2013 Steven won The People's Poetry Contest and in 2014 was the runner-up in the Iron Writer Championship.
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 Thanks Steve for sharing,


Sunday, October 12, 2014

Ilona's Wolf is a #FallingIntoLove Read by @LyndiLamont


Genre: Steamy Fantasy Romance Novella


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Interview with Sir Rolf of Klosterlupe:


LL: Thanks for sitting down with me today, Sir Rolf. Tell us a little about yourself.


I’m a knight of the King’s Guard, sworn to protect the royal family of Velosia.


LL: I understand you have some kind of special power. Can you tell us about it? I promise it is safe to do so.


I’m a werewolf.


LL: When did you discover you were able to shift into wolf form?


I was just a babe the first time I shifted. My parents had no idea what to do with me.


LL: Did you have special education or training to hone your power?


Yes. I was taken to Klosterlupe, the headquarters of a knightly order, many of whom are werewolves. There I was educated, trained to become a knight and taught to control my powers.


LL: Do you consider your power a gift or a curse? Why?


I admit there are times when it is useful to assume wolf form, but for the most part I consider it a curse. Especially after being cursed by Bruno of Grimmdorn, which left me unable to shift back into human form for many months.


LL: How does having this power complicate your life?


Shapeshifters are maligned and mistrusted by the Velosian people. We must hide in plain sight, or if that is not possible, in the shadows.


LL: If you could swap your power for another one, what would it be?


Anything else, as long as I can remain human.





Imagine a world filled with magic, a tormented knight, a damsel in distress, an evil sorcerer...


While picking herbs in the woods, Princess Ilona is rescued from a woodsman by a wolf. When the creature licks her wounds, it is suddenly transformed into a man. A very handsome, very naked man who makes passionate love to her in a glade. She has dreamed of a handsome knight to aid her cause, but a werewolf?


Cursed by an evil wizard, Rolf was trapped in wolf form until he tasted the blood of a royal. Now he must escort the princess on a hazardous journey back to the castle to stop an ill-fated wedding and face the evil wizard who placed the evil curse on Rolf.


Passion flares between them, but both know there is no future for a princess and a werewolf. Or is there? In a world where magic and passion combine, anything may be possible.


(Previously published by Amber Quill Press)



Buy links:

Ilona's Wolf is available from, Barnes and Noble, iBooks and Smashwords.


Excerpt: (PG-13)


She sat frozen, her back to the tree. Oh, gods, don't let it see me. She tried to cast an invisibility spell, but to no avail. The wolf looked at her, golden eyes gleaming, mouth open, showing off large, sharp teeth. She closed her eyes and gripped her throat with both hands. Quaking with terror, she listened as the animal padded toward her. She felt its hot breath on her cheek.


Opening her eyes a slit, she stared into the face of the wolf. Sad eyes stared at her, and her fears receded. Perhaps he'd been tamed. She reached out with what was left of her powers, but sensed no immediate danger. "Good wolf," she stammered.


She held out one shaking fist, and the wolf sniffed it before licking her knuckles. It moved closer, sniffing her clothing. To her surprise, the animal hunkered down beside her and laid its head on her leg. Carefully, she touched it, stroking the soft fur.


Relief flooded through her. Saved by a wolf, of all creatures. "Thank the gods you showed up when you did. I'd no wish to be ravished by the likes of him."


The wolf lifted its head and seemed to smile up at her, mouth open, tongue lolling.


She smiled at the canine as she continued to pet it. "Grateful I am for you rescuing me, but 'tis not exactly what a girl dreams of. Where's my knight on a white steed? 'Tis he who is supposed to do the rescuing."


When the wolf lowered his head, sniffing between her legs, she laughed and pushed it away. "Rude creature."


The animal responded by sitting up and resting its head on her breast. She put both arms around it and hugged it close, dropping a kiss on its head. "Do not misunderstand, Sir Wolf, but I still wish you were a knight. A strong, handsome knight like my Werner."


The familiar sadness filled her at the memory of her husband. "I miss him so much, you know. Dagmar says another knight will come for me, a handsome knight to protect us and make sweet, passionate love to me."


The wolf whined and raised his head to lick her cheek. Laughing, she tried to push him away, but he licked her full on the mouth. She closed her eyes, stunned when her powers came rushing back, like a flood of magic coursing around her.


Turning aside, she summoned her basket to her side. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the wolf jump up, staring at the basket. Her vision seemed to blur as the wolf's face slowly became humanlike, then shifted back. She must have hit her head harder than she'd thought if she was seeing things. She closed her eyes and shook her head, but the aching had receded.


When she peeked again, the wolf was gone, and a naked man crouched in front of her. A handsome, well-built man with shaggy brown hair and golden brown eyes.



Author bio:


Lyndi Lamont is the racy alter ego of author Linda McLaughlin, who writes historical and Regency Romance. Since becoming Lyndi Lamont, she has discovered that writing sexy romance is a license to be naughty, at least between the pages of a book.


Find her online at:


Thanks for sharing, Tina

Saturday, October 11, 2014

The BulletProof Ghost Prototypes by Jake dh a #FallingIntoLove Type of Mystery

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Blurb -

Kyle Richard is constantly picked on by a group of bullies. One day, they took it too far and killed the young boy. Kyle awakens as a cybernetic killing machine created by a mysterious man only known as William. Kyle makes new alliances and reforges connections with old friends as the action packed climax comes to a fever pitch. Will Kyle obey his creator's will or forge his own destiny?

Excerpt -

Four saw Kyle on the gym floor bleeding to death in Irene's arms. She was screaming, "No,no no nononono," Kyle was coughing up blood. The other younger, uninjured Kyle was still at Four's side staring at him with angry tears rolling down his face.
Four turned away. He never had been disturbed by anything before, but this... "No... make it disappear, Kyle."
"Why? Isn't this what you wanted?!" his eyes were filled with tears of rage, "This is how I died! Bleeding and scared. I didn't understand," Kyle dropped to his knees and screamed in rage, pounding the floor. The gym shattered when his fist hit the linoleum, "Why did I have to die...?" the white nothingness Four inhabited at the beginning remained,

Author Bio -
 Jake dh has written for Examiner for years, but now he delves into the world of fiction. He just released his first book, The BulletProof Ghost: Prototypes. This is the first book of many in this riveting new scifi series. Jake lives with his wife Sarah and baby son, Xander in Evansville, IN. He enjoys gaming, genre movies, anime and comics. He also roller blades when he gets the chance.

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Thanks Jake for sharing,