I'm so very grateful to the readers who put down their hard-earned money to read what I write. They don't have to do that. They choose to. And I try and earn that trust every time I put out a book. I know that sometimes the stories head into challenging territory and I respect that that can be hard. It's a wonderful journey, though, and I'm so glad we're all on it together!
J.R. WardThat is a beautiful tuxedo,โ Phury announced as he and Z pushed the door wide. โI have one just like it .โ โFritz has the candles lit,โ Rehv said from behind the twins. โHey, nice tux. I haveone just like it.โ โMe, too,โ Phury agreed. โThe fit is fantastic, isnโt it.โ โThe shoulders, right? Tom Ford is the bestโ
J.R. WardThe trainee knew he should leave, but he was unable to look away. He'd never seen anything snap out so fast or strike so hard as the male's fists. Obviously, the rumours about the instructor were all true. He was a flat-out killer. With a metal clank, a door opened at the other end of the gym, and the sound of a newborn's cries echoed up into the high ceiling. The warrior stopped in midpunch and wheeled around as a lovely female carrying young in a pink blanket came over to him. His face softened, positively melted.
J.R. Wardhe(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. โIโll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper
J.R. WardSee, this was the thing with Qhuinn. He could be out there and he could let his edge get away from him, but he always came back and made you feel like you were the single most important person in the world to him and that he was truly sorry for hurting your feelings.
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