Chronicles

School Shopping: Part IV

“I’d really like to go home now,” Mikey said from behind the safety of her hands since they provided an opportunity for her to continue pretending that this wasn’t happening, but unfortunately for her, her father wasn’t willing to do the same.

“Food hasn’t arrived yet,” he pointed out helplessly.

“I’m not hungry,” she said, really wishing that they weren’t here, and they wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the other man sitting across from her.

“Big day,” Uncle Trevor murmured, no doubt shooting her another encouraging smile that was meant to reassure her that everything was okay when they all… Read More

School Shopping: Part III

“You’ll pay for this,” Mikey bit out while the middle-aged woman pulling a roll of measuring tape out of her pocket ushered her towards the fitting rooms in the back.

“You really will,” Sebastian, who really should have known better than to try to hide in the electronics department, said from the plastic double stroller shaped like a car that they’d found abandoned by housewares that they’d somehow managed to shove him into.

“I’m starving,” Reese said, sighing heavily and looking absolutely bored while Trevor looked around, imagining Zoe in every piece of silk, lace, and a combination of… Read More

School Shopping: Part II

“Maybe we should call mom?” Sebastian suggested as he stood there, shooting a helpless glance towards his father and uncle who were still off to the side arguing before glancing back at the van to find Mikey still hiding in the back seat.

“We really should,” Mikey seconded from the safety of the van.

“We’ve got this,” his father said firmly, which was seconded by a firm nod by Uncle Reese and a shared fist bump that had Sebastian standing there, licking his lips nervously as he watched his uncle pluck Mikey out of the van, throw her over his shoulder… Read More

The Promise Excerpt

Please don't beat me!

I'm sorry. The Chronicle is going to be late again. I have it halfway done, but I am sitting here burning up, dealing with a headache and praying the kids will be kind and knock me out. I haven't been feeling good all weekend and should have started to write this one sooner. I keep screwing this up and will try to do better. The second part of School Shopping is started, but there isn't enough to post.

So, I am going to share an excerpt from The Promise along with an apology. I was also planning… Read More

School Shopping: Part I

“Yeah, I’m not going,” Mikey said, shaking her head firmly, because this wasn’t happening.

“Mikey,” her mom said, sighing her name heavily with a sad shake of her head as she gestured for Mikey to get in the car.

“Not happening,” Mikey said, because she absolutely refused to get in that car.

It wasn’t happening.

It just… Read More

Excerpt from Tall, Dark & Furious

“The call, wife?” Trace said, watching as his wife stared down at the piece of parchment that his father had left him and read the line of numbers that he hadn’t been able to make sense of to herself while he stood there taking in every devastating curve of her body before he forced himself to look away.

He didn’t want to notice how good his wife smelled or how soft her skin looked, because the last thing that he needed right now was a distraction. For the last three hundred and fifty-three years he’d thought of only one… Read More

Fourth of July

“No,” Jason said absently as he watched the kids play while Haley sat there, unable to help but sigh wistfully as she looked over her shoulder at the most beautiful sight that she’d ever seen in her life.

“It’s not happening,” Jason said as she took in the signs for cotton candy and fried dough with a wistful sigh.

“Just one game?” she said with a hopeful smile as she reached up and pushed her glasses back up only to catch the murderous glare now being sent her way.

“No,” the bully that she’d married bit out with a pointed look at… Read More

Giveaway and Chronicle Delay

Hey, everyone, sorry about the hour. I got distracted this weekend with work, fixing up the house, and more work, lol. The weekend rushed by me faster than expected. I will be posting the Chronicle Wednesday night. 

Now, for Wednesday's Chronicle we are going to do this a bit differently. We're going to do a giveaway. Comment here or on FB with a Chronicle idea and the winner will receive signed NFH books. 

Thank you and have a good… Read More

Sleepover Part IV

“I’m going to make burgers if you guys are hungry,” Uncle Reese said, sounding bored as he walked past their hiding spot and headed towards the kitchen while Sebastian slowly moved forward until he could place his hand over Mikey’s mouth before she gave them away.

“It’s a trap,” he whispered softly as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her back towards the back of the large closet and behind a stack of boxes while his gaze shot to Mathew.

The weakest… Read More

Father’s Day

“What are you doing?” Zoe asked, blinking down at him.

“The better question would be, why aren’t you fluffing my pillows and tucking me in?” he demanded as he crossed his arms over his chest as he switched his glare towards the door. “And where are my children?”

“Having breakfast,” Zoe said, before gesturing towards the bed. “Let’s get back to something for a minute. Why am I supposed to be fluffing your pillows?”

“Because it’s Father’s Day,” he said evenly, gesturing for her to get on with… Read More