Charles smiled smugly as he placed Sage's file in a desk drawer, then locked it. He liked her. She was young and innocent and her naivety amazed him. He'd thought it would have taken much more convincing to get her to accept the position. She was perfect.
He walked over to the window. He loved looking down at the city, above all at night. It made him feel less alone. He'd fallen in love with Buffalo long before he'd made it his home and soon became an avid football fan, rarely missing a Bills game. His face suddenly darkened. He had it all: power, wealth, intelligence, but not the love of the only woman he'd ever wanted. He'd had her once and he was determined to have her again.
About Me
- Sue
- I'm Susan K. Droney and I write in several genres: children's books, mainstream fiction, thrillers, mysteries, and sensual/erotic romances. I am published by Torrid Books, World Castle Publishing, and Devine Destinies. Please click on the book covers or visit my website at: http://susandroney.com to read reviews, excerpts or to order my books.
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Hidden Desires
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Hearts On Fire
She shivered as she picked up a pair of silk stockings and dreamily rubbed them against her cheek, and then smiled. She craved pure raw, uncontrollable sex with no holds barred. She wanted to be taken to the edge and back again. She’d never dared to share these innermost fantasies with anyone, so they had stayed inside clawing to be set free. Now was the time to let down the barriers and be the woman she was meant to be, the woman who would give her partner as much or even more in return.
Harvey had been a good husband and provider. He gave her and their sons, Jeremy and Scott, a life of ease and luxury that not many of her poor background had or ever would have. And Annabel had loved him. Despite their sexual problems, Harvey had been her rock. He had been her best friend since the moment they’d met and she still
felt that way, right up until the moment of his death. She missed his friendship and camaraderie.
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Wednesday, November 11, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday - Revenge
Jackson Bridges leaned against his red pickup truck as he watched Christine Westmiller fussing over her husband and daughter’s graves. A burning rage began in the pit of his stomach. Zoey had been trouble from the start and he wasn’t sorry she was dead. He loved coming here to the cemetery. He enjoyed witnessing Christine Westmiller’s pain. He hoped the bitch suffered for the rest of her life.
As the weeks, months, and then years passed, his boiling rage only increased. He was still haunted nightly with nightmares about the hospital with all those crazy people. He doubted that after two years, the dreams would ever go away. Christine Westmiller needed to suffer even more. She had to pay for her part in his being locked up like a caged animal. He scowled as Christine stepped into her car. He jumped into his truck and gunned the engine.
Wednesday, November 04, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – The Stalker
Jeremy sat on the bus, staring blankly out of the window. He heard the familiar echoes and tightly closed his eyes for a few seconds.
You almost blew everything! they shouted.
But I didn’t, his mind screamed back at them. He popped his eyes back open, then cautiously looked at the other passengers. No one made eye contact with him. They were involved in their own private thoughts. He settled back in his seat as the bus stopped and passengers got off and new ones got on.
It’s a good thing we were there to help you keep your cool. Forget Rebecca. She’ll never be your girlfriend, they hissed.
Yes, she is! his mind shouted, repeatedly trying to drown out their screeching, hissing voices. He’d concentrate on Rebecca. Thoughts of her brought a smile to his lips. He couldn’t wait to see her again. As he willed himself to focus just on her, he chased the demons to the far corners of his mind.
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Over The Edge
Brant slowly shook his head. "Now, Chris, what kind of a man are you? You’re going to choose an over-the-hill conniving bitch like Maggie Allen instead of a tender young thing like Chelsea?" He scoffed. "What the hell’s the matter with you? You’ve got an opportunity most men would beg for. What does Maggie have that would make you throw away a chance with Chelsea?"
Chris’s muscles tensed. "Maggie has something that women like Chelsea will never have, and that’s called class. You have no right to call Maggie names. Just keep her out of it. You know nothing about her," he angrily replied as his hands formed into tight hard fists.
Brant threw his head back and laughed. "Well, I call it as I see it, and with Maggie I don’t see any class, only a washed-up whore who destroyed her life because of her corrupt ways." He sniffed. "Her partner in crime even dumped her when the heat was on."
Chris looked into Brant’s devious eyes. "Maggie’s past is none of your damned business. She was set up! The bastard used her!"
Brant continued to laugh. "Boy, she certainly has you hoodwinked." His eyes narrowed.
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – Silent Dreams
He moved closer to Blaine. "Stand up," he said softly, extending a hand to help her to her feet.
She cocked a suspicious eye at him. "Why?"
"Because I asked you to," he answered in the same soft voice.
Blaine smirked, shooting a sideways glance at Kami as she noted Josh’s expensive suit and the ease with which he wore it. She assumed that his classic movie star looks and obvious wealth made him think he could demand whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. "Who do you think you are?" Her voice was icy. "No offense, Kami, but I am definitely not impressed. Someone should have taught your friend some proper manners."
Josh kept his eyes on her as his lips turned up into an amused, but at the same time, eerie smile.
"Just do as he asks," Kami said in a low voice.
Blaine’s eyes narrowed. "Why should I?" Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "I don’t know who you think you are, but you certainly don’t impress me." She folded her arms across her chest.
Josh laughed. "We’re going to get to know one another very well before this night is over."
"I don’t think so," she replied disgustedly. "Maybe you’re used to women throwing themselves at your feet, but I’m not one of them. I am definitely not interested in anything you have to offer."
He inched closer. "I don’t give a damn what you are or are not interested in." His eyes traveled over her body.
Wednesday, October 14, 2020
Excerpt Wednesday – The Black Heart
"Then what the hell is it?" he demanded.
She shook her head. "I don’t know. There’s something strange about her. She’s so secretive about her past."
He lifted his eyebrows. "No, she’s not."
Payton frowned. He wouldn’t listen and she wasn’t in the mood to get into a debate. "I think we should end this line of conversation. But just remember, Carter, that I care about you. I always have and always will."
"If you care, then please treat my wife with the respect she deserves," he replied.
She decided to change the topic. "Who’s watching Becca this afternoon?"
"Morgan."
She frowned. "Do you think it’s wise to bring the baby to the funeral?"
"Morgan’s not going."
"What do you mean she’s not going?" Payton exclaimed. "Doesn’t that prove my point to you?" she smugly asked.
"And what point is that?" Morgan asked, entering the room with Becca tagging behind her.
"Nothing, honey," Carter, flushed, quickly said.
Morgan looked suspiciously at Payton.
Payton caught her eye, and then quickly looked away from the penetrating stare. She forced herself to keep her mouth closed.