The smooth skin of the back of his hand softly brushed against her exposed collar bone, his gentle touch sending chills up her spine. "There isn't an 'us', asshole." She tells him, hitting his hand away. "Of course, there is." He says as his eyes flicker to her lips before going back to her eyes. "We're 'dating', reme...
Andie dies in a lightning strike and is miraculously healed and brought back to life. But now she’s sharing her body with an alien—the same alien who rode the lightning bolt that killed her. (Third place, Utah Romance Writers Heart of the West award, paranormal category; Highly Commended, RWNZ Clendon Award for full...
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