My Way Series
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Title: CREE
Series: My Way, Book #1
Synopsis:
Whose parents abandon them in
a trashy trailer when they are five years old? Oh Yeah! Mine do!
Hey Hoochies! I'm Milly, and
I am tired of taking kicks to the gut. A broken family, an asshole husband and
the loss of loved ones have left me crying Uncle, and declaring a serious case
of the Fuck-Its!
I had my heart broken,
stomped on and shattered before I ever started on my journey to find my little
piece of happiness. With a bucket list, a '66 Ford and wild dreams, I set out
on an adventure that changed my life forever.
I found Cree…
A pirate with a little
princess and they swept me off my ever lovin' feet, filling my world with
sprinkles, mac n’ cheese and the courage to live again.
They forced my fragile heart
to trust and love without fear.
But the truth is, nobody’s
past stays hidden forever. It’s an invisible monster waiting to attack and
destroy. It has the capability to ruin everything you’ve worked to set right.
All it takes is one final
blow to the gut to end everything…
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Title: TRIPP
Series: My Way, Book #2
Release Date: MID MARCH
Synopsis:
Lacey’s
Story…
Covering
up pain is easy. It’s keeping it tucked away that’s hard. I’ve always needed
the cover of tattoos to hide the nasty past that leached its way into me,
tainting me beneath my skin.
Not
the shiny, trendy tats, but the ugly broken kind, meant to keep the world at
bay. If they weren’t enough, then my piercings, foul mouth and crazy hair
usually did the trick. Life had taught me to never follow the rules, because
when you do, you get burned.
My
life was perfectly imperfect until Tripp…
Our
relationship is what most would describe as fuel meeting fire. We were both hell
bent on burning each other to the ground. Tripp was sexy as hell, a charismatic
beast, and soon became one of my best friends. We shared a love of ice cream
and tattoos as we blazed our own path that could only lead to a beautiful train
wreck.
The
only question left is, will we set the countryside ablaze with our hot tempers
and foul mouths? Or will we paint our own happy ending filled with all the
gushy shit normal people crave?
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Title: MILES
Series: My Way, Book #3
Release Date: SUMMER 2014
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Biography:
I'm just a simple girl who
loves the country life... Oh yeah, & a good corn dog! Throw in a little
Vanilla Ice, and shits bound to get crazy!
Be Brave!
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#2 CREE
His voice snapped me out of my trance.
“Annie, I told you to put on some clothes.”
“Daddy, I am trying to play Malibu Barbie
here!” she said as she cocked her hand on one hip and shook her head at her
dad. This girl had some sass and I loved
it.
“Do you mind if I help her finish her Malibu
Barbie outfit while you finish dinner?”
“Sure go ahead. Be back here in ten minutes though, ladies.”
Annie led me to her very pink and purple
bedroom. She had a canopy bed, fairies,
Barbies, princesses - you name it, this girl had it. Her room was very clean and organized. With a very serious face, Annie explained to
me that she wanted to dress up as Malibu Barbie.
I took her hair down and combed through the
knots she managed to put in it. I made a
perfect bun on top of her head and placed one of the flowers in her hair that I
brought for her. We found matching flip
flops and a cute swim skirt in her closet.
She insisted on make-up to finish her outfit. I hollered downstairs to get Cree’s permission.
“Cree! Annie is asking for make-up. Do I have the go ahead from her dad?”
“Yep!”
We came into the kitchen five minutes
later. “Without further ado, I give you
Malibu Barbie!”
Annie strutted into the kitchen, showing off
her costume to her dad. Cree put on the
charm and acted like he had never seen such a beautiful Barbie. I didn’t realize that as I was watching the
father/daughter interaction play out before me, I was tearing up. I quickly pushed down my emotions and tried
giggling at the father/daughter duo before me.
Annie showed me where to sit.
“Daddy always serves us the meal. You just have to sit here and tell him what
you want... kay?”
“Annie, Milly can get her own food if she
wants.”
“Nope!
I want the royal treatment here just like Malibu Barbie. You know a girl could get used to this.”
Cree just shook his head and chuckled. Minutes later, he placed our plates in front
of us and I froze with fear and terror.
Cree had made mac n’ cheese for dinner.
My poppy was the only one that made me this meal. I loved eating it when he would make it for
me growing up, but it always reminded me of my empty tummy and my wet
underwear. I haven’t had mac n’ cheese
since my Poppy died.
“Daddy makes the best mac n’ cheese. He is the best cooker!”
“It’s just from the box, so don’t get too
worked up over it, Milly”
I watched Cree kiss the top of Annie’s head as
she dug into her food. He loved her and
cherished her like a father should. He
fed her mac n’ cheese and kissed her forehead.
He loved her. My mind instantly
flashed back to a little girl who sat in a corner for three days in
urine-soaked clothes, shaking with fear that her daddy would come back and whip
her bottom for peeing. The little girl’s
one wish was to have her daddy come back and cook her mac n’ cheese.
“Um, Milly?
Are you ok?” asked Annie.
I looked up to realize that Cree and Annie
were staring at me. I tried to talk, but
my voice was frozen with fear. That one
horrible memory just hijacked all rational thoughts. I started to feel tears sting my eyes. I
couldn’t hold back my tears any longer.
Cree’s love for his daughter unleashed emotional pain within me that I
couldn’t control.
“It’s just mac n’ cheese, Dolly. If you don’t like it, I can make something
else for you.”
“It’s okay, Cree. I’m so sorry that I am crying. I haven’t been a guest in someone’s house for
years.”
Then I looked at Annie, “I’m perfect. My heart right now is just overflowing
watching your daddy take care of you.
When I was your age I wanted my daddy to cook me mac n’ cheese, but he
didn’t want to. It makes me very, very
happy that your daddy wanted to cook us mac n’ cheese.”
“Milly, my daddy will cook you mac n’ cheese
whenever you want it. When you are
having a really bad day, daddy even sprinkles magic dust on your mac n’ cheese
to take away all your sadness. He does
it for me all the time.”
Annie then gives Cree a very serious look and
says, “Daddy you better get those special sprinkles.”
Cree made his way across the kitchen and came
back with a bottle of sprinkles. Yes,
confetti sprinkles - the kind you put on a cake. He opened the lid, then did a funny little
dance, wriggling his hips and spinning around, while sprinkling my mac n’
cheese at the same time. He even tossed
some over his shoulder, spraying us with sprinkles. Annie loved the show her father was putting
on.
“You now have magical mac n’ cheese! Enjoy!” Cree said, and then he bent over and
kissed my forehead again.
I started giggling.
“Twust me, it works Milly!” Annie said, while
shoveling her food into her mouth.
I followed suit and started shoveling my food
into my mouth. Funny thing is I too now
believe in the magic of Cree’s sprinkles, because the rest of the night was the
best night of my life.
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