I thought there was no deep connection like an emotional connection. And I thought that marrying my first and Only boyfriend was the start of a forever. But he took our sacred bond for granted, and destroyed it in such a brutal way I could feel it on my bones. It spread through my body and soul like a disease. And I discovered, how Cheating, in any form or coated by any excusing justifications is still as destructing. Sometimes, to the point it becomes Cureless.

cor·ner·stone /ˈkôrnərˌstōn/ noun an important quality or feature on which a particular thing depends or is based. Wendy has loved her husband Atlas since she was twelve years old.. He was her first kiss, her first love, her forever. Together, they built a perfect life - married after high school, raised two beautiful boys together, and were still blissfully in love. Until Atlas pulled away. Wendy did everything she could to keep their marriage from unraveling-juggling the house, the kids, and all the invisible labor no one thanks her for. But when Atlas fails to show up to their final resort therapy session, Wendy makes a different choice - she stops waiting for him. Determined to take her life back, Wendy gets a job, rediscovering her independence and finding unexpected freedom in a world where she no longer carries the weight for both of them. While she flourishes, Atlas unravels. He watches everything that matters slip through his fingers-his wife, his sons, the family he thought he was protecting by keeping his fear to himself. But to heal their fractured marriage, Atlas will have to face the real reason he pulled away... And what does it have to do with his brother's late wife, Carrie? A marriage-in-trouble second chance romance. No cheating, HEA always.

Lexi Taylor interests me like no woman has in years. Unfortunately, she's not interested in being more than friends. Very well then, I'll be the best damn friend she's ever had. The more I get to know Lexi, the more I'm convinced an adventurous passionate woman lies beneath her quiet placid exterior. Breaking through her fears and doubts, and convincing her that she doesn't have to watch the world pass her by, might be the hardest thing I've ever done. Just as she starts to trust me, demons from my own past come back to haunt us both. Caught between two people I care about, I make the wrong choice. I realized too late that in trying to hold on to the past, I might have lost the only future I want. Now I face my hardest task ever, convincing her that I don't just want to be her friend but that she's the only one for me.

I knew my best friend since childhood loved me. I knew it. And when I got back from my business trip, I was going to tell him how I felt, especially when he told me he had something exciting to tell me. But it wasn't that he loved me. He'd gotten married while I was on an overseas business trip to my worst enemy.

If you had to choose between being with the love of your life and hurting your sister, what would you do? I had to make the choice a little over two years ago. It left my world-and my heart-shattered. Three years ago, I met Ty Campbell. He was tall, tan, fit, rugged with soulful brown eyes and shaggy dark brown hair. I was instantly infatuated. But as I spent time with him, I learned he was so much more than the sum of his looks. On the rooftop of our apartment building, we shared profound conversations about the meaning of life. Ty was deep and introspective, in touch with his feelings. I was a goner. But he was far out of my league. No way would a twenty-four year old, worldly guy want to date an eighteen year old girl with zero experience. So when my older sister Courtney came into the picture, I bowed out gracefully. Their unconsummated dalliance lasted less than a month. With Courtney's blessing, Ty and I remained friends. But the more time I spent with him, the deeper my feelings grew. When Ty confessed his love for me I broke the universal rule. And I got caught. If I wanted my sister to ever forgive me, I had to let him go. And I did. I walked away without so much as a goodbye. It was physically impossible to tell him we couldn't be together. But fate, karma, whatever you want to call it, has a way of bringing things full circle. Just as Courtney and I have made amends, Ty is thrust back into my life. Our connection as powerful as ever. Once again, I'm forced to make a choice. Either way, I lose.

We've heard Sophie's side of the story in Rooter (Book 1 in the Double H Romance series). Now, it's time to hear Rooter's side in Becoming Jace. Sophie's previous life was a living hell. Despite being neglected and abused, she is just as lovely on the inside as on the outside. The sweetness inside of her is something Rooter craves. She is innocent, despite all the ugliness she has seen. The last thing she needs is the danger a criminal will bring. But for some unfathomable reason, she chooses him. No matter how many times he says she deserves better than what he can give, she disagrees. She isn't aware of his fear that she'll be used as leverage against him because of their involvement. His refusal to have her dragged into his past, which is inevitable if he is a part of her future, may be what keeps them apart. In spite of his pledge to never allow her to feel pain again, Rooter can't stay away. It is impossible to tell her no-to turn his back and walk away. Being with her makes him whole in ways he can't explain. When an ex makes an accusation of a brutal crime, their relationship is pushed beyond its breaking point. Will they be able to repair the rift... or is it a hurt too deep to ever be healed? ****This is a VERY ROUGH FIRST DRAFT of the soon to be published book. There will likely be spelling, punctuation and grammar mistakes. *****

Oh my... That voice and that laugh. Those tattoos. Those muscles. Every single square inch of that man is pure, unadulterated perfection. Screw his reputation. I don't care that the local news has labeled him a "vicious criminal." The entire town may be afraid of him, but I'm not. I've known bad people in my life, my mom being the worst. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. If that's true, Rooter's soul is good and pure. I don't care what anyone says. I want him. Bad. And my wish comes true. After Rooter saves me from a pair of dangerous thugs, we embark on a passionate romance. But I quickly learn that while Rooter isn't quite as evil as everyone believes he is, he also isn't quite as perfect as I thought him to be either. He's as infuriating as he is sweet and as secretive as he is sexy. Worst of all is his crazy ex-friend-with-benefits who won't go away. Then comes an accusation of a brutal crime. Can our fledgling love survive? ***This story contains adult language and themes.*** ***Please note, this is NOT, I repeat NOT, the final edited version of the story. There may be mistakes with spelling and grammar. Please forgive me if and when you find them. I am saving the final edit for print publication (hopefully)***

They kissed like I wasn't even there. I smiled - because that's what girls with broken hearts do. We smile. We toast bread for traitors. I pretend. But it still hurts. It really freaking hurts.

Zara Foster couldn't be happier. She's graduated from Law school, gotten her first job, bought her first apartment and the love of her life, her boyfriend Alexander has just proposed. Everything seems to be perfect when Alex's best friend Heather moves back into town. With her boundaries repeatedly ignored and her fiance's attention elsewhere Zara has to decide if her relationship is worth fighting for or if walking away with her head high and her dignity intact is the best thing for her future.