“Are we talking hell hounds and flames here?" Des asked, pacing at the end of our beds. I repeated the question and… — Terri Clark Copy Share Image
“My heart battered against my ribs, my breath stalled and I gazed up into his laughing, smiling eyes...eyes that suddently glowed crimson… — Terri Clark Copy Share Image
“I didn't want to go to hell, but even the idea of reclaining my halo scared me because it would mean leaving… — Terri Clark Copy Share Image
