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Silent and Alone

Desolate in the pines.
Desolate in the pines.

As I drive down the roads I walked as a child I am saddened by the changes I see. So many of the old folks are gone now, the homes destroyed by Hurricane Irene. The emptiness and desolation makes me feel like an orphaned child.


I write suspense with a hot romance and a southern accent. I like strong characters with attitude and charm. Heroines who can rescue themselves and heroes who aren't afraid to love them.