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.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Silent Dreams
Blaine Kirsten unwittingly gets pulled into a prostitution ring when her best friend, Kami Matthews, introduces her to Josh Barnes. When Blaine refuses to become a part of his operation, she faces brutal consequences.
Detectives Jane Adams and Casey Jorgan are assigned to the case. Almost immediately, Casey finds herself unable to separate her personal emotions from this case, which jeopardizes her career.
Excerpt
Kami Matthews gazed out of the grimy window watching the day slowly fade into dusk. She turned her blonde head and glanced at the clock on the stained wall. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "I didn't realize it was so late! I've got to get out of here." She gave her friend a quick hug. "Don't worry," she said brightly. "Everything will work out. You'll see. Be thankful that nothing worse happened."
"I guess so," Blaine Kirsten mumbled, staring down at her faded jeans. "I wish you could stay a little longer, though." She raised her eyes to Kami's "Please?" she pleaded. "I ... I don't want to be alone. I'm scared, Kami. Please stay for just another hour." She twisted her hands together.
Kami's eyes clouded. "I'm sorry, Blaine, but I really do have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, I promise," she said, moving to the door. She laid her hand on the doorknob, and then turned to Blaine. "It'll be all right. You worry too much." She patted Blaine's shoulder. "Try to get some rest now and I'll bet that things won't look so bad tomorrow."
"I hope so, but I doubt it," Blaine slowly answered as Kami opened the door then slipped into the darkened hallway. "I'm scared," she repeated.
"You need some sleep. Lock up behind me." She looked into her friend's frightened eyes, guilt washing over her. "I'll give you a call later. I promise."
Blaine nodded then silently closed the door.
Kami leaned against the closed door for a few seconds debating whether she should go back inside to comfort Blaine. She hated leaving her in the emotional state she was in, but she had to get home as soon as possible. She'd already been gone longer than she should have. "Damn you, Josh," she mumbled under her breath.
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Tuesday, May 13, 2014
The Stalker
Jeremy Talbot is a lonely, troubled young man whose only friends are the demon voices he hears in his mind. His obsession with a young woman named Rebecca Walker leads him on a murderous rampage as he tries in vain to win her love and prove that the demons are wrong when they taunt him, declaring that she doesn't care for him.
Excerpt
She was coming, and his heart raced. She bounded out of her door, hands tightly gripping those of her ruddy-cheeked, carrot topped twin boys. He wished he could hear what she was saying, just as he wished it were he whom she was smiling at and talking to. The children continued looking at her, laughter in their bright eyes as their cherub faces smiled while she talked.
How he longed to hear her voice speaking to him again, but it was only etched in his memory forever. He watched as her boys scurried onto their school bus. She smiled and waved even long after the bus was out of view. How he ached for her all these seemingly endless, lonely years. Being apart from her angered him and brought the demons closer to the surface, forcing him to lurk even further in the shadows. The shadows were his only solace, where he could watch her with no one telling him it was wrong or that he was a freak. Time was passing quickly, much too quickly. He had to make a move. The time was nearing for him to come out of the shadows and finally claim her for his own.
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Over The Edge
Maggie Allen's world of corporate money and
power comes crashing down after she is taken in by a man who is only out to use
her for his own gain. When she is
released from a short stint in prison, she refuses to give up even though no
one will give her a second chance. She
loses everything she's worked for and is forced to move to the other side of town where she is determined to make a new life for
herself. Her life would be perfect if
it wasn't for Brant Evans, a corrupt police officer, who makes it a point to
constantly remind her about her past and all that she has lost. She can't understand his vendetta against
her, but she refuses to be intimidated by him and is not afraid to stand up to
him no matter the consequences.
Maggie Allen stood behind the counter eyeing the customers
beginning to fill the booths. She grabbed her order pad and a pencil. A
familiar couple seated themselves in her station. Inwardly, she seethed with
anger as she watched them, but outwardly, she was bright and cheerful. She
hated having to put on a false front, but knew it was a requisite of the job to
treat all of her customers with friendliness, even those she couldn't stomach.
"Coffee. Hon?" The man nodded toward the beautiful petite blond at his side.
"The same." She smiled at Maggie. "Did you hear about our new house?"
Maggie looked into her sparkling baby blue eyes. "Yes, I hear it's quite a showplace." She forced a tight smile. She'd give anything to be called away from their table instead of enduring their phony attempts at friendliness. They were up to something. That she was sure of.
"You and Chris should come over some night for dinner and we'll give you the grand tour," Janna gushed, dramatically throwing her arms up in a flamboyant gesture. "It's like a palace!" She gripped Brant's arm. "We never dreamed it would be so beautiful! Did we, honey?"
Brant smiled keeping his eyes glued on Maggie, but Maggie knew he was hoping for some reaction from her.
"Promise me that you'll visit very soon," Janna continued.
"Thanks, Janna," Maggie said with the same tight smile. Now she was certain that the invitation was given only for Brant's satisfaction. There had to be an ulterior motive behind it. Any gesture of kindness from those two usually came with a high price.
She looked at Brant, but his finely chiseled face gave her no clue as his steely gray eyes peered back at her with a rigid and pretentious smile on his lips. He reminded her of a Drill Sergeant.
"I'll get your coffee," she said, breaking Brant's penetrating gaze. She returned a couple of minutes later with their beverages. She set the cups on the table, and then made a hasty departure.
As she waited on customers, she occasionally stole glances at Janna and Brant. They had no intention of following up on the invitation; it was just another slap in the face to let her know that they had money, success, and power. Their new house was one more bitter reminder to her of all that she had lost. They infuriated her and their only purpose for ever stopping in the diner was to rub her nose in it. She looked disgustedly at them in their designer clothes amid the regulars who were usually clad in jeans and tee shirts.
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Sunday, April 20, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Weather
The week started out sunny, bright, and very warm. I was hoping to get a head start on preparing my garden, but a sudden drop in temperatures nixed my plans. I've widened the garden this year, so I should be able to plant many more veggies. I just hope it warms up soon.
I've always done some of my best plotting for my stories while gardening. Everything seems to come together while my hands are in the soil. Several ideas for new stories also come to me while I'm working, and one time I even wrote an entire play after mulling it around in my mind while my hands toiled in the soil.
Some writers are more productive in the winter, but for me, the warm weather sets my creativity on fire and my muse comes out to play.
I've always done some of my best plotting for my stories while gardening. Everything seems to come together while my hands are in the soil. Several ideas for new stories also come to me while I'm working, and one time I even wrote an entire play after mulling it around in my mind while my hands toiled in the soil.
Some writers are more productive in the winter, but for me, the warm weather sets my creativity on fire and my muse comes out to play.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Twisted Lives
Detective Daniel Trevors and his partner, Ben Wilson, are
hot on the trail of a murderer who appears to kill just for the pleasure of it,
but they soon realize that the case is more complicated than they thought.
Lightning streaked through the late afternoon sky, followed
by ear splitting cracks of thunder. Rain pelted the lifeless form lying on the
sodden ground.
Daniel Trevors moved away from the crowd of curious onlookers that had gathered, at the same time wondering what it was about tragedies that brought people out. He motioned for two officers to relieve him, then rushed to his partner's side. "What's up, Ben? I thought you said the guy had a heart attack or something."
"Take a look at this." Ben pointed at the corpse lying face down.
Daniel squinted, then focused his eyes to where Ben was
pointing. "Who in God's name would have done this?" he exclaimed,
examining the puncture wounds in the man's jacket. "He must have been
stabbed twenty times!" He looked at his partner. "You don't think
this is connected with the other three, do you, Ben?"
Daniel ran to the car and radioed homicide, then walked back
over to his partner. "Do you think we have a serial killer on our hands,
Ben?"
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Tuesday, April 01, 2014
Deadly Tales
These five stories take you on a journey to the dark side of human nature and delve into the world of the unexplained. Take a journey into the dark side of human nature in The Ducks and The Ticket, then delve into the unexplained in The Stranger, I'm Waiting For You, and It's You.
The Ducks
A cruel friendless man pays the ultimate price when his wife turns the
tables on him.
The Stranger
A little girl mysteriously arrives in town with a chilling message for the
residents.
The Ticket
A woman who has lost everything is pushed to the brink when her rich,
cold-hearted, greedy boss wins the lottery.
I'm Waiting For You
A young woman fears she is losing her mind when a beautiful mysterious
presence, unseen by others, begins to follow her.
It's Me!
A woman stranded on a busy highway wonders why no stops to offer her
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