It had sat abandoned for thirteen years. This had happened without warning.  It was a summer house, a cottage, though it had been built well, with high-quality lumber and square-headed steel nails. This was back in 1935, during the Depression.…Read more

Dirk pulled his metallic-orange Viper to a stop in front of Megan O’Brien’s gray, two-story house. Five months ago he had walked out her front door and never looked back.  Meg had meant everything to him. He’d meant nothing to…Read more

Sister?” Ilsabeth looked at the little boy who had just stepped out of the shadows cast by the thick trees at the edge of her small camp. She had known that he was there but had to admit it had…Read more

He was the only man in the world who had the power to stop her breath just by walking into a room.  Even now, when she hadn’t set eyes on him for over a year, the familiar dizzy sensation stopped…Read more

Cuff Me

Cuff Me

Lauren Layne

There’s something wrong with a man that grins like that at a crime scene.”  Detective Vincent Moretti glanced up from where he’d been studying the gunshot wound of the vic and glared at the officer who’d been shadowing him for…Read more

Megan grabbed her purse and the cupcakes she’d made for tonight’s book club meeting. She was already late because she’d had so much baking to finish for tomorrow, and she’d lost track of time. Then she’d had to shower to clean…Read more