Showing results by narrator "Michael Cook" in All Categories

I wasn't sure what changed my mind about giving London to Bones, but something did. Now London is officially mine. She's sassy, feisty, and she still tells me off when I have her under my thumb. I love it. Now I have a deal with the Barsetti brothers, Josephine is still pining for me, and revenge is heavy on my mind. I'm not sure what to do with London now that I'm not gonna kill her. But I'm certainly not going to fall in love with her.

Tatum Titan is mine now. I finally got her back. But we have a city to rule together. A world to conquer. And there's no other woman I'd want by my side.

Zeke and I are finally together. Going from best friends to lovers is surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. We do everything together, and of course, the sex is fabulous. Everything is great until Ryker shows up. He says he needs to talk to me and I think I know what it's regarding. If my suspicion is right, he's in for rejection.

Ryker finally told me what happened all those months ago. He explained his distance, his coldness. Now everything makes sense. I've been with Zeke for a long time now, and everything is exactly how I want it to be. I adore him. No, I love him. But there's a warning deep in my gut. Zeke is acting differently, and Ryker isn't the same either. It's the calm before the storm. I can feel it.

He betrayed me. I trusted him, like a fool, and he stabbed me in the back. Diesel Hunt. He hurt me. Lied to me. And now he ruined me. But I'm not the kind of woman who stays on the ground. I'm back on my feet. I'm back from the dead. And I'm stronger than before. It'll take something a lot stronger to bury a woman like me. Tatum Titan.

When Sapphire became my muse, it was supposed to be a business transaction. We both got what we wanted—until she wanted something more. If I don’t give it to her, give her all of me, she’ll walk out of my life. My father already granted his approval—so he would be disappointed if I let her slip through my fingers.

Conway threw me out like trash on the street—just because I had the balls to say I loved him. I return to New York and ask Andrew to give me the job I stupidly turned down. Thankfully, he’s not spiteful and vindictive like Conway and hires me. Now I have money in my pocket—and I’m not a prisoner to anyone. I buy myself an apartment and start a new life in an old place. Conway hasn’t called—and I suspect he never will.

A man my mother considered her boyfriend during World War II was killed at point blank range escaping from Stalag Luft III. His name was Jack Francis Williams and he was shot by the Gestapo 12 days after participating in the Great Escape. This story examines the actual letters and cards he sent my mother, and with that, the building of an unexpected story.