“There were only a few feet of visible space before the locker room turned a corner, giving Cole privacy to do his… — Debra Anastasia Cole Copy Share Image
“Her arms suddenly free, Livia stroked Blake’s face and whispered. “I see it, sweetheart. I was right—you’re beautiful when you’re glass.” — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back… — Debra Anastasia Angel Copy Share Image
“He felt no relief. He felt no closure. He knew then he would have to leave Poughkeepsie. He’d go very far away… — Debra Anastasia Closure Copy Share Image
“It’s just that you’re the kindest person in the world. And you’re here with me. I’ll never stop feeling lucky.” — Debra Anastasia Kindest Copy Share Image
“True love, the kind that lasts forever, is very rare indeed. It takes compromise, continued growth, and trust.” — debra anastasia Continued growth Copy Share Image
“Livia was grateful. Her hand had started to ache, missing the tingle Blake’s skin provided.” — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“It was nice of you to help that ungrateful little girl out.” Blake unloaded his belongings onto his bed. “Ah, I’ve got… — Debra Anastasia Little girl Copy Share Image
“Beckett took a step back. “First things first, you weren’t lying. She’s absolutely gorgeous.” Beckett let his gaze roam from Livia’s boots… — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“One of the dirt bags laughed and mimicked Mouse’s high voice. “Beckett, you’re stupider than I thought if you hire this bastard.”… — Debra Anastasia Last time Copy Share Image
“Uncle or not, he did save your life,” Livia pointed out. Blake bit his bottom lip and shook his head. Livia felt… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“She picked up the phone and dialed Blake's number. His silky hello made her smile. "You're smiling, right?" His voice was so… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“Livia, you’re too kind. I’ll take this breakfast as a token of our friendship—thank you—but do you ever do anything just for… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“I promised in my head to leave you be. And when I saw you…I was supposed to be man enough to turn… — Debra Anastasia Beckett-taylor Copy Share Image
“By 7:28, all the guests had arrived, and there were three empty seats: one for Eve, who had yet to show up,… — Debra Anastasia Children Copy Share Image
“Lord, this man before me is known to you. Beckett's soul is littered with sins that he committed to protect Blake and… — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“She watched as the dirt kicked up in a cloud. When it cleared, she couldn’t see him anymore. She stayed until she… — Debra Anastasia Stayed Copy Share Image
“Blake waited for her to look at him with a smile, but her shoes were still too captivating. He held a hand… — Debra Anastasia Right now Copy Share Image
“Well, I got to get out of this uniform. But Kyle, just a word, you’ve been snapping and harping at everyone trying… — Debra Anastasia Bitch Copy Share Image
“Cole had made this commitment to save Beckett from hell. So he had to keep it, no matter how endlessly his soul… — Debra Anastasia Newborn love Copy Share Image
“The next evening, Beckett had waited for Rick in his usual spot, head down and hands clasped in front like a condemned… — Debra Anastasia Beckett Beatings Copy Share Image
“Blake rubbed Livia’s cheekbones gently with his thumbs. “I can’t believe you came for me. My brave Livia.” He kissed her lips… — Debra Anastasia Angry Livia Copy Share Image
“Kyle nodded and bit her lip. She looked nervous as a virgin. “This feels like jumping off a cliff,” she finally said.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“As Blake leaned down to accept her hug she whispered, “Remember when you and Livia tried to hog the spotlight at my… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“Beckett’s gruff voice moved her veil as he spoke, “Happy wedding, Whitebread. But please, don’t worry about this.” — Debra Anastasia Veil Copy Share Image
“Eve took the gun from Blake, the hand that had been shaking steadied. “Mouse, I wish you were still here. This place… — Debra Anastasia Took Gun Copy Share Image
“Have you ever seen such an ugly damn cat?” Beckett had said with a wry smile. “Aren’t kittens supposed to be all… — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“The music was so loud, all Livia could do was mouth, “Are you okay?” Blake nodded. “You’re beautiful,” he mouthed in response.” — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“Four hundred sixty-seven,” he whispered. The number seemed to deflate him. He’s still counting. She couldn’t give up.” — Debra Anastasia Counting Couldn Copy Share Image
“Livia wondered what, exactly, Beckett did for a living. Her question was soon answered. Everything bad.” — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“Blake, will you let me take you to the ER?” She already knew his answer. “No, I can’t pay for their services.”… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“Five hundred twelve.” Blake’s eyes went from joking to smoldering. He kissed smile 512 right off her lips.” — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
“His chest was hard and tempting, with the scars from his move to save her carved forever on his skin.” — Debra Anastasia Scars Copy Share Image
“He tried not to think about his Grandma’s opinion of whores and drugs. He could only believe in the pattern he’d learned… — Debra Anastasia Kindness Copy Share Image
“I love you so much, I think there are burn marks on my heart.” Blake touched his chest.” — Debra Anastasia Marks Heart Copy Share Image
“Livia’s nickname for him was Green Eyes, as his were spectacular—the clearest jade and almost glowing.” — Debra Anastasia Green eyes Copy Share Image
“Hey, Fairy Princess, I think you may be the hottest married chick alive right now,” Beckett said.” — Debra Anastasia Fairy princess Copy Share Image
“Beckett removed her hand. “Go up there with my brother. Don’t fight my battles for me, Livia.” — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“Save Cole,” Beckett told her as he straddled the motorcycle. “I don’t intend to put my life at a premium, so no… — Debra Anastasia Beckett Copy Share Image
“Please don’t think of me that way. Let me be the guy at the train station.” “You’re not the guy at the… — Debra Anastasia Blake Copy Share Image
