For single mother Sam Martin, her life is broken, derailed by a history of abuse, broken dreams, and an ex-husband who refuses to take no for an answer. But all that changes when she meets Erik Maystrom and his widowed sister, Olivia. Suddenly, life becomes a much better place, made even better when Sam learns that Erik holds a special piece of her past. But what happens when she can't let go of her imperfections and hidden scars? Can she find true love and acceptance with Erik, or will she return to the life she always knew, unable to let go of the past that has long kept her rooted in regret? Liz Durano © Copyright 2014. All rights reserved. #ProjectWomanUp

She wasn't that drunk. So the six-foot something creature rummaging through her fridge half-naked, at eight in the morning was real. Now here's the tinsy winsy problem; She lives alone. ------------------------------------------------ Let's just say Catherine Wright wasn't having the best day. Everything just wasn't going well-right. So after a couple of sips of wine, she ended up 'praying' for some kind of distraction instead. Who knew the heavens answered prayers from drunk women. Now Damon Grace would be exactly what she asked for. And a few other things that would make her wish she never drank at all. (p.s. It wouldn't hurt to check the tags this story is on) Copyright © 2015 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Evangeline. An innocent, sweet maid with a tragic past. Seth. An arrogant, rude jerk with a troubled past. When Evangeline is 'forced' to be his maid and Seth is 'forced' to take her on, it can't be a good idea. When both of their protective walls finally crash and fall, will it destroy them both or can this Match made in hell work? --------------------------------------------- Spin off from Maid in Lace. You don't need to read it but it may make more sense and give you more of a backstory ------------------------------------------------ Awesome temp cover by: KrishnaRidhi

Poppy Rose's life changed six years ago when her mother died in an accident caused by her. After grief, blame, depression and suicide attempts came a difficult case of selective mutism. Now, at eighteen, she refuses to speak due to the shame she felt for being responsible. However, things take a turn for the worst when she comes back to school for her senior year. Her life changes when a specific adult comes into the picture, a man who had no intentions of creating a problem. But the fact is, he's her teacher, as well as her cross country coach.

He never wanted to be good, until he met her. He liked the feeling of fighting, until he met her. He liked being feared by everyone, until he met her. His favorite game was Russian Roulette, until he met her. He was who he was and never felt guilty about any of the horrible things he did, until he met her. She never wanted to take any risk, until she met him. She enjoyed the safety of a warm blanket and a book, until she met him. she didn't fall for temptation, until she met him. She thought the mafia only existed in movies, until she met him. She always dreamed of her fairytale prince charming, until she met him. Now beauty has her eyes on a beast, and it looks like the beast has his on her too. #57 in ROMANCE 4/4/17 #119 in Action 9/13/18

"Your problem is that your heart is too big, it leaves you vulnerable and makes you weak." He spoke in such certainty that it brought tears to my eyes, because it was the truth. I was vulnerable and delicate, I was weak and let my guard down too much. "You put your heart on your sleeve. You are oblivious to evil and peoples capabilities because you cannot imagine a person like that, you are blinded by your good nature." "What about yours?" I asked hesitantly, trying to keep the shake out of my voice. He looked at me with confusion for a second so I continued, "What about your heart?" I questioned. He looked at me with his dark eyes, his stare like stone. "I haven't got one." ******* Angela and Adriano are like fire and ice, they are complete opposites. But what happens when Angela gets thrown into Adriano's dangerous lifestyle? Can Adriano protect her from the evils he faces every day? Or does it become too much for the innocent Angela to cope with? *Warning: There maybe be strong language in some of the chapters.* #26 in Romance 10/04 #4 in Romance 19/06 #2 in Romance 28/07 #1 in Romance 03/09

Grace Willow has enough problems in her life as it is. The bullying at school is out of control, with students that torture her physically and mentally, and will stop at no end just to see her miserable, an abusive dad, and a mom who is always M.I.A she has no one to turn to. Having life always throw knives at her back, kick rocks at her feet, and blow dust in her face, Grace has seemed to gotten used to falling with no one there to catch her. Logan Hunter is a walking Romeo. He has the good looks, the bad boy personality, the tattoos, and of course the girls. He calls, and they come a' running. He smokes, gets high, drunk, and into fights 24/7. The thing he doesn't have is a good temper. When he's angry he's destructive. Not caring what he does or who he hurts in the process. He can't control his acts, because he can't control how he feels. When the two meet, something is bound to happen, and sparks might just fly. Could be sparks of love... or maybe something much much worse? Warning: This book does contain explicit language and sexual content as well as violent scenes. * This description kinda sucks after looking back on it after year of writing but please give this book a chance. I promise you it's not that terrible :P *

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"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.