Fighting the Flames (Firefighter Romance #1)(41)
“I want to give you the life that Vikki stole from you.”
His eyes widened and his heart raced. “What?” Did he just hear her correctly? Jess wanted marriage and kids? With him?
“Well, it’s obvious we can’t be friends,” she said and then laughed.
He smiled, laughing was still out of the question. “And if we could? Would that change things? Would you still insist on being my friend and not my lover?”
“I don’t know. You’re pretty damn persistent.” Her eyes had that familiar spark back in them.
He laughed and kissed her again, this time wincing as he moved a little too far.
“Promise me. Promise you’ll never run away again.”
She smiled and nodded, cupping his face in her palm. “I promise.”
He heaved a sigh of relief, his head relaxing in the soft pillows. “Good. Because I’d have a hard time chasing after you this time.” He turned to look at her and winked. “But I would.”
The End
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Fighting the Flames is a stand-alone novella. Look for other books in the Firefighter Romance Series, including Fanning the Flames and Kindling the Blaze. These novellas can be read in any order, however, they are best experienced in sequence.
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The Banshee’s Embrace
The Banshee’s Embrace Trilogy
Book One
Victoria Richards
Copyright 2012
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The Banshee Awakens
Eric was dead. Rain and wind had howled, causing Jacqueline’s skirt to stick to her thighs as if it were a second skin. The vivid night had haunted her. Instead of her surroundings, she had focused on the stilled body lying next to her. Eric’s last words replayed in her mind, “No, Jackie,” as she searched for clues. Sense of what had occurred refused to come, but she knew Eric was already dead. Someone had murdered her husband, and Jacqueline had witnessed the crime.
A deep ache swelled in her chest where the murderer had hit her. In both reality and the memory, her lungs struggled for breath. She gripped the covers, drawing them to her chin. A year later and she still made little sense of her husband’s death. Light, colors … she shook her head trying to recall the weapon, any weapon the unknown man had used. The thought tore at her heart but the pieces, the memory crumpled. Jacqueline wanted to understand; she needed closure.
Stars peeked through her bedroom window, sparkling in the midnight sky. Each spark reminded her of the murderer’s fingertips. Had she imagined the flickers of light flying to and from their mystery assailant?
No. Impossible. Her mind was playing tricks. It had to be a gun, some sort of new technology. Eric had been a cop and would have had access to special weapons. It had only appeared to be like… Magic.