The Roses of Prose

Neil took hold of her wrist and tugged her inside the warm lobby. The cold hit her all at once, and she trembled, wrapping her arms ar...

My sweet Lorelei, In case you haven’t figured it out, you’re much farther away than you anticipated when you agreed to my favor. No...

Lorelei peered through the snow-spattered windshield at the neon sign and hoped like hell there was room at the inn. She also hoped ...

“Poppy! Poppy!” Marnie raced along the bluffs behind the cottage, shouting her daughter’s name, but the blustery wind stole the words f...