true love is not lost

I close my eyes as I feel his warm skin against mine. "Please Vera, let me touch you." My back faces him as I push myself up against the wall. His hands travel up my back slowly and gently. I gulp as his hands find the buttons on the back of my dress. One by one they are let loose. "I can't do this." I whisper. "Shhh." He quiets me. "You don't know how long I wanted you Vera. You tease me every day, just seeing you all dressed up in those pretty outfits of yours makes me go wild." He kisses the side of my neck, his lips lingering, leaving goose bumps on my skin. "I've missed you so much." I turn around and come face to face with him. His gray eyes gaze into mine as his hands slide off my straps to my to my dress. "And I missed you too Vera." Why is this man turning me on so much? I barely know him, I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks. We are just friends, what is going on here? Lust maybe? I can't do this... wait what is he doing? Ugh, he's going to make me go mad if he doesn't stop. He's turning me on so much, I haven't felt this in two years, ever since...my first love. "Stop!" I nearly scream. He moves away from me in a flash. A tear escapes my eye as I look up at him. "Damn it I'm sorry Vera. I didn't mean to hurt you if I did." I move away and fix myself up. How could I have let this go this far? Him touching me and making me wet? "Vera please let me help you." I move a little bit further. "It's okay, I..I just need some space." After losing everything two years ago, Love and War definitely don't mix.

When the malicious Governor of Woodbury takes hostages from a group of survivors living at a nearby prison, his daughter is the one to betray him and break them out and, better yet, go with them back to the prison. What started as just a plan to annoy her father led her her finding a certain someone that she'd never forget -- and may always be with, if the world of terror lying beyond the prison fences doesn't take them down with it in the end.

This is only a small selection of Windswept The full collection is due for publication by Outerbank Publishing Group very shortly. It can be pre ordered at http://www.outerbankpublishing.com/store/#/Windswept-Poems-of-Love/p/53782074/category=14187005 A collection of spiritual poetry of the heart.

Fourteen-year-old Emily Adams is flunking math - and life. But Emily has a secret, one that she has kept even from her best friends. Soon the ancient legacy coursing through her veins will force her secret to be revealed. Dormant for over a thousand years, an evil has arisen and this time, it will destroy anyone - or anything - that stands in its way. Three teens embark on a dangerous journey and risk everything. For Emily, the fate of her friends - and her world - lies in her hands. Travel with Emily as she unlocks the secrets of her Celtic ancestors as she goes on a mystical journey to the inner house and beyond. Join the Journey . . . WHAT READERS ARE SAYING: "Natalie Wright has divined in Emily's House a simultaneous modern and ancient fairy tale of the greatest kind: sans parents, sans immediate consequence, sans cowardice. Bravery is said to be not the lack of fear, but action in the face of it. Like the best of Grimm, Perrault and Charles Schulz, Ms. Wright's kids find themselves amidst adventure, terror and turmoil, as well as ineffective and/or absent parental units. By their own bootstraps they must find help themselves to find their way home, to save not only each other, but perchance an entire civilization. "Adults drool, kids rule" is the motto for any well-written young adult or children's tale. Natalie's kids indeed rule. This one will last, alongside Grimm, Perrault and Schulz, in the coffers of timeless, fantasy literature. Plus, there's Hindergog and no one could not love Hindergog! Well done, Ms. Wright. Well done, indeed." - Jennifer S. Devore, author of "The Darlings of Orange County"

Disastrous dates to avoid.

Table of Contents Free Verse: Gypsy Acrostic-Etheree-Reverse Etheree: Tenderness Pantoum: Mystic Waters Conceit: He's Like a Shawl Haibun: Diamond Moon Refrain: Lushness so Lusted Haiku Trilogy: Hunters Anaphor: Out of the Rain Aliliteration: Savage Seasons Dectine Refrain: The Moon as Muse

A battle shall be fought today. Only one can triumph.