Author Spotlight- JF Holland

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JF Holland still lives in the small town in Manchester, UK, where she was born at home on January 10th 1968.  She was raised and attended school here. Now a wife and mother, she lives with her husband and 6 children, and a small menagerie of animals.
She has always loved the underdog, the fighter. But let’s face it, we all want to believe in a happily ever after. As a huge fan of books (book nerd is the endearing term, her children use), she has an immense romance collection which also includes paranormal romance. If she is not writing, she has her head stuck in a good book.

“You can’t beat reading, watching the plot and characters come to life in your imagination. It’s so much better than television. When I was younger, I tended to re-write books and fairy-tales where I wasn’t completely happy with the ending. It confused the hell out of my children once they learned to read. None of the books matched the stories I’d read them growing up.” – JF Holland

She has had a varied career including Admin, Customer Service, and Teaching unemployed adults IT and customer service skills. Until she became ill a few years ago, and she is now at home full time, classed as disabled (neuro fog can make life, and writing fun and challenging at times). So instead of feeling sorry for herself, she decided it was time she started to do something she love with her life. She began to write her own stories, it keeps her mind active and is fun.

The Only One:

Dennison Property Story Book 1

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The first in the Dennison Property Story Series.  Characters to relate to, with human failings, humour and chemistry. (Each book is a standalone read in its own right)

 Two years, Kitty Phillips has worked for Blake Dennison as his PA.  Two years, of hiding behind plain glasses, and frumpy clothes.  She’s subdued her feisty nature for all that time, due to falling for, and attracting, the wrong men.  She believed playing down her looks would keep her safe, safe from men that are only after one thing. 

Finally she’s ready to put a toe back in the dating pool, and disaster.  Her first foray back and she walks in on Lance (a man she thought wanted her for herself) in a compromising position, with his own PA.  She goes back to the office, and her temper breaks its bonds.  She gives her boss her views on him, and men like him with both barrels. 

Blake never mixes business with pleasure. But after kitty reveals the woman she’d been hiding, he’s all for breaking the rules. He pursues kitty with single minded intent.  He wants to bed the woman he’s found hiding, in plain sight.  After all she’s threatening to leave his employment, he may as well enjoy her before she goes. 

They both get more than they bargained for, once passion ignites.  Kitty is feistier than Blake was expecting, and Blake is much more that Kitty ever believed possible.  Have Kitty and Blake finally found The Only One for them?  Or will underhanded dealings steal away their chance at forever?

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This Time:

Dennison Property Story Book 2

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The second book in the Dennison Property Story Series.  Characters to relate to with human failings, humour chemistry and profanity (Each book in the series, is a standalone read in its own right).

  When Rob Phillips isn’t working hard, he’s playing hard.  He’s spent most of his adult life with women who want only one thing from him? Luckily he’s always been more than happy to oblige.  But once the sheets cool he’s gone, to never look back.  He’s become jaded, and bored but can’t figure out why?  He has it all, looks, money, and a job he loves that allows him to travel. What could he possibly be missing?

 Alison Pope is a young widow with a daughter, and a new job she’s beginning to enjoy.  She doesn’t do relationships, and hasn’t been tempted since her husband’s death.  That is until she meets Rob Phillips at an art exhibition.  Although Rob doesn’t want to be there.  He changes his mind after his sister introduces him to the beautiful, but lost Alison Pope. He’s intrigued by her mix of sensual and vulnerable qualities, and wants to get to know her better.

 After spending time with Rob, Alison’s shocked to realise that he’s much more than she believed a man could be.  The only problem is, he wants the one thing from her that she’s incapable of giving him, or any man, intimacy. 

 Rob’s doesn’t understand why he can’t just walk away, a first for him. She is the complete opposite of every woman he’s ever slept with.  So what is it about her that keeps drawing him back, to the point of obsession?   The spark between them is undeniable, but with a dead husband, and a past she won’t disclose.  Can Rob figure out what he’s missing, and find a way forward for them?

 Alison desperately wants to give in to the chemistry, and Rob.  But dare she trust him her past? After all there’s more than just her happiness on the line now.  This Time if she gets it wrong, her daughter may have to live with the consequences too. 

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Second Chance:

Dennison Property Story Book 3

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The third book in the Dennison Property Story Series. Characters to relate to with human failings. Book also contains erotic scenes, humour chemistry and profanity (Each book is a standalone read in its own right).

Jeff Haneran is an ex-soldier trying to move forward as a civilian. He goes to work for an old friend after re-training to be an accountant. He’s always found comfort in the ability to work numbers, at least those he can make sense of.

He has quite a few regrets in his life, but the biggest was letting Helen Orpington go. Sometimes doing the right thing, is the hardest pill to swallow. He’s been playing the field ever since, and acting like he doesn’t have a care in the world; but looks can be deceiving.

Helen has never gotten over Jeff, and is shocked to find him working at Dennison’s Property Services. She can’t forget how he hurt her, but she’s also never gotten over him. The only problem is, he’s now a player with a major reputation. Where’s the man gone that she use to know? Is he still in that deceptively cavalier shell, and if he is; does she want a second chance with her first love?

There’s a lot of water gone under the bridge in the last five years, but there’s also quite a few secrets on both sides.

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Moon Sworn

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Maya Rawlings was orphaned and knows nothing of her family history. She’s spent her whole life feeling that there’s something missing. All she wants is to belong and to have a family of her own, the only problem with that is she’s not found a man she’s attracted to.

On the night of her 21st birthday, a strange mark appeared on the back of her hand, half a semi-circle within another. Then the nightmares began, scenes of fear, running for her life, death and destruction, all followed by the darkly erotic voice of a man offering her things she’s always dreamed of. Is he real or is she finally losing her mind?

Jaden Matthews has been on this earth for longer than he cares to remember. A loner who never settles in one place for too long. One night his life changes though as the mark appears on his hand that signifies his mate has been born. He now has 21 years to wait for her to mature and then the clock will start ticking. If he can’t find and bind her to him before the last full moon sets on her 26th birthday, he’ll not only lose his humanity, but also his immortality.

The only problem is he doesn’t know where to find her. Although he can talk to her in her dreams he has to be careful because she isn’t aware that there are more than humans walking the earth. He’s running out of time and patience, but he’s getting closer. Can he use his skills to get her to agree to the binding, thus saving himself or will he forever be destined to walk alone as the animal he becomes?

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Author Spotlight- EC Jarvis

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The Machine: Book 1 Blood and Destiny Series

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Larissa Markus is a humble clerk in a clothing shop with a hidden past when she is swept off her feet by the charismatic Professor. Their whirlwind romance explodes in her face and leads her down a tumultuous path of adventure, intrigue, love and violence. Airships, pirates, corsets, torture, murder, and more await in the first novel of the Blood and Destiny Series from E.C. Jarvis. The Machine is an adult steampunk fantasy book. Possible triggers are present within the book including but not limited to sex, murder, torture, and violence.

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The Pirate: Book 2 Blood and Destiny Series (new release!!)

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Larissa’s new role as Captain of a pirate airship was never going to be simple. The mess of events that lead to her change of career don’t seem to be abating. Can she convince her crew to stick around through all the unusual and dangerous events? Or will she succumb to the mounting pressure and grief that others impose on her at every turn? The unravelling mysteries from her past mingle perilously with airships, fights, and explosions galore.

The Pirate is book 2 of the Blood and Destiny Series, following on directly from the events of The Machine.

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Future release – The War, Book three of the Blood and Destiny Series

Future release – The Destiny, Book four of the Blood and Destiny Series

Desire and Duty: Book 1 The Consort’s Chronicles

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Set in a fantasy world, Desire and Duty is the first erotic romance in The Consort’s Chronicles series.

The Emperor of Kienia is expecting his wife to provide him with a son. After twelve months of waiting, he’s growing impatient and Lenora realises her life may be forfeit if she can’t make good on her purpose. What follows is a tale of passion, intrigue, and sexual awakening.

In a world dominated by men, where a woman has only her body and her wits to rely on, Lenora will risk everything to protect her position and survive.

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Coming soon – Lust and Lies, Book two of the Consort’s Chronicles Series

 

I will be doing a book review on both The Machine and The Pirate in the next month! Stay tuned! Yes, this is a redo author spotlight as the author has new books released.

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Author Spotlight- Virginia Carraway Stark

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Virginia Carraway Stark has a diverse portfolio and has many publications. Getting an early start on writing, Virginia has had a gift for communication, oration and storytelling from an early age. Over the years she has developed this into a wide range of products from screenplays to novels to articles to blogging to travel journalism. She has been published by many presses from grassroots to Simon and Schuster for her contribution to ‘Chicken Soup for the Soul: Think Possible’ as seen on ABC.  She has been an honorable mention at Cannes Film Festival for her screenplay, “Blind Eye” and was nominated for an Aurora Award.

 

 

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(All of her stories are not provided in the link.Check her website for more of her stories published in other anthologies outside of Amazon.)

Click here to purchase: The Mystical Adventures of Billy Owens

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These two movies were produced from her short stories and turned into screenplays.

Her upcoming novel “Shards of a Mirror” will be released in 2017 through Azoth Khem Publishing. Expanding from her short story “Dopple Maze” in Collective Ramblings Vol. 1, she is taking the horror world to new levels!

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Queen Paula DuPrey rules her kingdom by the skin of her teeth. Every year, by law a clone is made of the Rightful Queen of Genick. The Clone is grown to adulthood within a month after the demise of the previous clone using technology that is used without any understanding. The Clone must not only grow properly in a short period of time but must also me mentally and physically fit enough to run an elaborate and deadly maze within the hour time limit.

Whether the Clone wins or loses they will either die in the maze or be executed by guillotine immediately after reaching the center of the maze. If they succeed the ruling queen will rule for another year. If the clone fails then the queen falls to the guillotine after the clone’s death.

The theory behind this brutal yearly practice is that it is proof that the Queen is still virile, strong and youthful enough to rule. The deck is constantly being stacked against the Dupreys as the rival noble family, the House of Dextroth has all the power over the maze and every year they make it more difficult to the point of impossibility.

Queen Paula knows her years on the throne are limited and is desperately stalling for time so that her daughter, the Princess Lena will be old enough to be successfully cloned when her time comes to be queen.

Paula’s daughter, Lena DuPrey is barely sixteen and too young to take the throne but when the next year Paula’s clone fails to complete the maze, Paula is executed for all to see and Lena is crowned Queen.

Now Lena must face the fact that she is the last of her line and if her clone fails the maze the Kingdom will be restored to the Dextroth’s ancient and cruel bloodline.

It is from the Dextroth’s that the wicked magic was accomplished to keep the Kingdom and it’s magic intact, but only through the sacrifice of the Queen each year. The Kingdom of Azeron is a mixture of technology and demonic magic that often intermingle with one another. If the maze is not fed the demons will not be constrained and chaos and horror will fill the land.

Will Lena be able to look at a girl who looks, act and feels just like her and execute her, assuming her DNA is stable enough at such a young age to successfully make a fully functional clone? The DuPrey line may end soon and without a daughter of her own to pass the crown to upon her own inevitable demise at the guillotine it will be sooner rather than later.

Can she accept a King to mate and rule with? Or will her stubborn will and desire to rule on her own  spell the end of the DuPrey’s for good and put the cruel family of Dextroth back on the throne along with their ideas for yet more cruelty and blood magic to rule the land.

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Author Spotlight- C.A. Bell

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C.A.Bell was born and raised on the outskirts of London, England, but for the past three years has resided in a much more rural town of Shropshire, where she married and made a home.

She is author to many erotic fiction stories, including The Architect, Never Say Goodbye (Nancy’s Curse Book1), Reverend James Ashworth, You Get What You Pay For, Seducing the Jury, and many more. As well as writing her own books, contributing to anthologies and online magazines, she also writes poetry and has a collection of her own entitled BDSM.

Currently she is working on the follow-on book to The Architect, book two of Nancy’s curse, and a novel which she started a while ago.

In-between writing and running a busy household C.A.Bell also promotes other erotic authors on her site, Bell, Book and Erotica.

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Author Spotlight- Blakely Bennett

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Blakely Bennett grew up in Southeast Florida and has been residing in the great Northwest for over ten years. She graduated from Nova Southeastern University with a degree in psychology, which accounts for her particular interest in crafting the personalities, struggles, and motivations of her characters. She is an avid reader of many genres of fiction but especially enjoys erotica and romance. Writing has always been her bliss.
Blakely is married to a wonderful, loving, and supportive husband, who is also a writer, and who helps to keep her grounded. She is a mother, a communitarian, a lover of music (it is always on while she is writing thanks to Pandora), and a good friend. An advocate of love and female empowerment, she is also a facilitator for a women’s group. She loves to walk and hike for exercise, and finds that, since moving to Seattle, Washington, she is now one of those crazy people who walk in the rain.
The Second First Chance is her eighth novel. Her other novels are the Bound by Your Love Series (Stuck in Between, Bittersweet Deceit, & Blue Persuasion), the dark erotic suspense My Body Trilogy (My Body-His, My Body-His (Marcello) and My Body-Mine) and the co-author of the contemporary romance, The Demarcation of Jack, which she co-wrote with her husband, Dana Bennett.

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Jayden is offered the opportunity to journey back in time after she loses her soulmate, Callahan, on their twentieth anniversary. Enticed by the idea of meeting Callahan ten years earlier, she takes the leap. From 2015 back to 1985, Jayden restarts her college experience at Florida State University. Her best friend Patrick from the first time around is at her side, supporting her attempts to win over young Cal. Professor Travis Stratford has his eyes set on Jayden and throws his hat into the ring. Could he be a good distraction while she waits for Callahan to give her a second first chance? Young Cal, still suffering from a recent loss of his own, is a different man than her Cally of the future. Will Jayden have the patience necessary to win him over? Will Cal believe her crazy tale? Immerse yourself in this poignant, sexy, hilarious romance, which will have you laughing—and crying—your heart out.

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Come on all of you authors that have no agent and are unpublished! Submit a 140 character tweet hashtagging #PitMad and the genre i.e #YA or #NA etc. 3 tweets allowed from 8 to 8. Great chance for you to land a publishing deal or agent!

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A Broken Heart with Tearful Eyes- Prologue

(I started this novel in high school and now I believe it is time to finish it. The original is gone, so a rewrite is in progress. I still remember most of what was written. Let’s see where this will take me.)

My Dearest Zeke,

            By the time you have read this, I am sure I will be dead.

My Zeke,

            I’ve had a secret that I have hidden from you for years.

Zeke,

            How can I tell you I love you and I am dying all in one letter?

I pulled out my phone and jotted a text down instead.

Hey Zeke, I look forward to study group with you tonight. Pizza sound good for dinner? message sent 6:45 pm

            Tonight had to be the night I told him everything. I had no clue if what I told him would affect him the way I thought it would. It was a lot to take in during one conversation, but I had to tell him. I had fallen madly in love with him, and it wasn’t fair. There were things my depressed and aching soul had hidden from the world for quite some time. I was already ridiculed in school for being different. From day one of sixth grade, Damien had pushed my buttons, trying to make me cry. I was so strong in front of them yelling rude remarks back at them. They had no clue that when I was alone, I cried my eyes out because of the seclusion they made me feel. Had they known the hidden secret of mine, would they still have pestered me with such undue duress? It’s in the past now and unchangeable.

Tonight was the usual study night. Zeke needed to bring his grades up to remain on the football team, and I was the lucky person chosen in class to become his tutor. I didn’t mind it at all, I mean, he’s gorgeous. I had the teaching capacity to bring his grades up, and to tell you the truth, I had had the hugest crush on him since the day we met. Of course, the circumstances we met under were more for torture than pleasure as he, the face of an angel, mocked me in front of all the guys in school pretending to like me. It was crushing when they found out I in fact did have a crush on him. As he matured, things did change, but I still never attained the holding hands while walking down the hall with status as I had wished.

Now, tonight, I was laying something heavy on him. Hell, heavy doesn’t even describe it. What I had planned was unimaginable to place on someone’s shoulders. We had grown so close in the past few months that it felt like everything was surreal. My parents had grown to trust us during our study sessions, so they had started planning a date night for our group study nights. Tonight when they left, I hugged them longer than normal and told them I loved them like a thousand times. They were confused, but told me they loved me as well. My last doctor’s appointment they didn’t attend with me, so no suspicion had grown over this bittersweet farewell.

I had everything planned out. A bottle of pain pills my doctor had prescribed me sat in my room as normal routine. I could swallow the whole bottle at the end of studying. After I told him how I truly felt about him. He had been there for me in ways he himself couldn’t see. By the time my parents would come home, he would be gone and I would have slipped into a blissful sleep.

A knock at the door broke me from my concentration of my farewell letter to my parents. I hid it underneath my math book and ran to answer the door.

“Hey, Sarah,” Zeke said smiling as he held up a pizza.

“I meant we could order one,” I replied smiling and shaking my head.

“Your parents have paid for every order of take-out in the last three months. It’s on me tonight,” he said walking through the door.

He walked past me and proceeded to the kitchen where he popped the pizza down on the counter. He grabbed two plates, two cups filling them with ice, and snagged two cans of soda from his backpack.

“I even brought your favorite drink.”

I was beyond elated that he knew what my favorite soda was. Melancholy couldn’t even describe the emotions tumbling about in my chest. It was a depressing, heavy, sick feeling mixed with euphoria and ecstasy. If anything had to be said tonight, it was now or never. He motioned for me to sit down at a plate as he plopped a piece of pizza with the works down on it. He even bought me my favorite pizza. My final meal would be exactly what I loved with the person I was in love with. I know what most people would think. I am only sixteen so I have no clue what love is. If you go a day without talking to someone, or seeing someone, and you feel like your heart has broken, you know you are in way over your head with feelings towards them.

I eyed my pizza and the normal nausea I experienced bubbled to the surface. It had been a week since my last treatment from my doctor. The side effects still hit me even after the medicine had processed through my system. I looked up to him frowning at me.

“What?” I asked shaking my head.

“Aren’t you hungry?” he asked.

I smiled and picked the pizza up forcing a bite of it down. He cracked a grin and took a seat in front of me. I glanced to his hands as he lifted his pizza from his plate and noticed they shook a tiny bit. I had never witnessed him jittery before and wondered over the excitement he was feeling.

“What’s with you today?” I asked forcing another bite of pizza down. “You seem kind of…nervous.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied wolfing down his slice of pizza.

“So, there’s nothing you want to get off your chest?” I asked still watching his jittery hands pick up another slice of pizza to eat.

He stopped midway to his mouth and stared at me.

“What?” I asked blushing slightly from his eyes on me.

“There is something rumbling through my mind,” he replied setting his pizza down.

“Well, what is it? You know you can tell me anything. I am a locked book,” I said locking down my mouth and tossing the figurative key.

I watched him swallow as he prepared to speak. “Well, there’s this girl in school I want to ask out, but I’m not sure what her answer would be,” he replied looking down at his plate.

“Oh,” I replied rethinking telling him about my feelings for him. “Well, I’m sure whoever she is, she will say yes.” I offered him a smile.

“What makes you say that,” he asked taking a sip from his glass of soda.

“You know the answer to that Zeke,” I replied rolling my eyes in irritation.

“Enlighten me,” he smiled leaning back in his chair.

“Football player, popular, cute, funny, smart; why wouldn’t they say yes to a date with you?” I asked and immediately turned red.

“If you were the girl, would you say yes if I were to ask you out on a date?” he asked placing his hands behind his head and leaning back in the chair.

He completely caught me off guard with that question. I stammered through the answer. “Well, I… uhm… err… maybe. I mean, if you genuinely wanted to go on a date, I would take you up on the offer,” I replied averting my eyes from his.

“Why can’t you answer the question while looking me in the eyes?” he asked. “Do you mean the answer or not?”

“You should know… I mean come on! Who was humiliated in front of everyone for admitting liking you,” I shot back harsher than I meant to.

“You still hold a grudge over that,” he asked shaking his head.

“Not a grudge, just more of a stepping stone into the teenage world of boys,” I retorted.

“Well, in all seriousness, if I asked you, your answer would be yes?” he asked again.

I became irritated with the questions and answers game. “Yes! Okay.” I proceeded to play with my slice of pizza on my plate.

“Well, then will you for real?” he asked.

I lifted my eyes to his quizzically. “What?” I asked shaking my head trying to wrap my thoughts around what he was asking.

“Will you go out on a date with me?” he asked more sternly and sincerely.

“The girl… you want to ask out… is me?” I asked furrowing my brows in confusion.

“Yes, Sarah. I want to go out on a date with you. Why is that so hard to believe?” he asked leaning forward over the table to speak to me directly.

“Because it’s me,” I replied. “I am a nobody. I tutor you. That’s the only reason why we even hang out. In school, you just pass me by like we don’t know each other.”

“That is incorrect. YOU walk past me without acknowledging me there. I would happily walk and talk with you through the halls. You stick to yourself and walk looking down through the halls. Why?”

I looked up at him from my plate wondering how I could answer this question. I avoided the answer with a question. “What would Damien think of us going out on a date? You don’t want to be a part of his mockery,” I stated sarcastically.

“This has nothing to do with him, nor does it concern him. This is about you and me. Why is it so hard to believe that someone likes you; that I like you?”

I was stunned silent for a moment. “You want to know the real reason?” He nodded to my question. “I have never stopped liking you and for three years, I have been the center of everyone’s joke. Ridiculed day after day over something from middle school while also dealing with my own personal issues.”

“What issues are those?” he snapped back.

I licked my lips in preparation of what I was going to tell him. I had rehearsed this speech so much, but I didn’t think it would come so soon during the night. I sighed and bowed my head.

“I have cancer, Zeke,” I replied quietly.

He slumped back in his chair and his face reddened. “You are just now telling me you have cancer? How long have you had it?”

“Since middle school. It went into remission, but it’s back now and the doctors say there is no chance of it going back into remission even after chemo treatments.” I watched his face for a response, but his face remained unchanged and mute of expression. “I had actually planned on telling you that tonight as well as telling you… I liked you.”

“Damnit, Sarah! You can’t drop all of that on someone in just one night!” He stood from the table and paced the floor. He grabbed his book bag and headed for the door.

“Where are you going?” I asked standing from my seat and following him.

“Study is canceled tonight. I need… to go,” he said opening the door and walking through it.

I stood at the door with my heart crashing in its cavity. “I understand,” I replied with the tears brimming behind my eyes. “Goodbye, Zeke. Have a great night!”

He whirled around and yelled at me, “Were you really planning to tell me all of this tonight?!”

A single tear slid down my cheek and I stood there and just stared at him. I couldn’t answer him. I just shut the door closing the open distance between us and shutting out the look he was giving me. I sat down on the bottom step of the stairs to the top floor and cried. I ruined everything tonight. We were past going back to the way things were before I told him my secret. I heard a knock on the door and it just made me wish I was already dead.

“Just, go home, Zeke. Have a great life,” I yelled through my tears.

“Sarah, let me in,” he replied.

“Just go!” I screamed through the shut door.

I started upstairs for my room. I had the answer I needed to actually go through with my plan. I opened my door and ran over to my dresser where I kept the pills. I struggled to get the child-proof cap off of the bottle succeeding by nearly dumping the bottle out in the process.

“Give me those,” a voice called out running up behind me.

Zeke wrestled the bottle from me and walked to the bathroom where he flushed them down the toiled.

“What the hell! Those are my pain pills!” I screamed at him.

“What were you going to do with them? Take the entire bottle? What the hell is wrong with you?!” he snapped at me.

“What does it matter, Zeke? You are the first person I tell about my curse and the first thing you do was bolt out the door,” I hissed back at him.

“I was angry! Hurt! Sarah, I have been your friend, your close friend for three months now! You should have told me!” he bellowed.

“Why? So you could talk everyone into taking pity on me? I don’t need anyone’s sympathy or pity at that damned school! If they weren’t sympathetic, they would be just as rude and obnoxious over the entire situation. ‘Oh, Sarah has cancer. Let’s egg her house!’” I pushed my books off my table in anger.

Zeke stooped down and picked the piece of paper up from the floor. It was the suicide letter I had been writing my parents.

“You were going to kill yourself after I left tonight…” he stammered.

He sat down and ran his hand through his hair as he read what I had written so far.

“The doctors gave me six months to live and I haven’t told my parents. This seemed like a better solution than slowly withering away and becoming a ghost of the person I used to be,” I replied sitting on my bed.

“You are so selfish!” he yelled at me.

“I am selfish? I am selfish! I am dying from cancer, Zeke. I stay in constant pain. I am miserable all the time. What should I live for?” I yelled back.

“Me,” he replied as a tear fell from his eyes. “Live for me,” he begged.

I broke down in tears. “This isn’t a Mandy Moore movie! This is real life! There is no happy ending for me.”

“Sarah, I love you. I have since that day I bumped into you in the cafeteria in middle school. When I am finally confessing my feelings for you, you are giving up on life. The doctors don’t know everything! You could live much longer than six months!” He stared at me red-eyed from the tears he held back.

“Zeke…”

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