After stumbling upon a murder, Quinn Reilly is placed under a witness-protection program. But things spiral out of control when Alpha Jed Trevino shows up, claiming to be both the murderer and her mate. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2015 by Noelle N.

Lines We Forget is now published and available in both e-book and paperback on Amazon and at all good book retailers. *** Love never comes easy, especially to those who aren't prepared for it... Twenty-four-year-old musician Charlie Stone has always played the classics. It's just another day of playing the same old songs when he notices her-Anna Garrett, a beauty with cold-bitten, rosy cheeks and a coffee cup clutched in her hands. Five songs later, and she's still standing there. He vows to steal her heart the only way he knows how. In the heart of London, chance encounters are few and far between, but a warm melody can bring people together... New day, same old disappointments. Anna Garrett believes her luck at finding love has stalled before it's even started when she's stood up for a second date with a friend of her housemate. But when she sees a handsome musician playing his heart out, everything changes. Memories come flooding back. As she listens to the music, Anna realises she must take matters of love and luck into her own hands. When opposites attract, sparks fly... After a series of wonderful, unconventional dates, feisty Anna and hopeless romantic Charlie declare their love for each other. But their newfound bond is rocked to its core by a New Year's Eve party gone awry that threatens to throw them off course. Finally, a bright future appears to be within their grasp. But when Anna's world fractures and distance comes between them, the real work begins. Will their love go on in perfect harmony, or become another old song full of Lines We Forget? *** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Copyright (c) 2016 J. E. Warren & Limitless Publishing Cover Copyright (c) 2016 J.E. Warren

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |