"I have cancer." This sentence is something that Clare never wants to come out of her mouth. Clare, who has had cancer for years, is starting to give up hope on beating it. Crushed by Cancer, she is now to the point where she doesn't want to believe that she has it because it reminds her of everything that she can't do. She is tired of everything and everyone constantly reminding her that she has cancer, that she is sick, that she can't do certain things. She hates it. She hates her life because of the cancer that suffocates her. That is until she meets a boy that doesn't know anything about her. Because he is new in town, she gets a single chance to reinvent herself into someone that is normal. She just hopes that she be able to keep the boy while keeping the her large secret alive. What people are saying about Handle with Clare; squishyzoop1233446 - I read it in one sitting cause I couldnt put it down. krugerellane - Handle with Clare has been an emotional rollercoaster for me I was laughing and crying at the same time !! Very few writers are talented enough to have their readers as involved and present in books and you have accomplished it beautifully 1208issy - Handle with Clare is a really good story and I do not regret reading it. JaritzaMendez - I really did enjoy your book. It really had me wrapped up. I also liked your way of writing. I'm always down for a hospital romance book ;) ...beautifully written.

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

Jasper's voice was like waiting for rain during a drought. You got excited when the clouds went grey, hoping the sky would open and quench your thirst. Even a cool breeze felt like a tease. Every time Jasper opened his mouth it was the same one single drop from a leaking faucet. Yet it was never enough. He was mine. My dear deaf boy. I know you see me. I know you can see me call for your attention. I know you can feel my heart pound and my hands shake when I come near. You don't have to be able to hear to understand these three words. I love you. Do you hear me now?