Romantic Bumpy Ride

Hello, dear Readers! First off, an apology for the delay in publishing Tome of Fable, the fourth and final book in the Dragon Dusk series. Life has been hectic for many of us, myself included, but it’s out now!

I’m not sure when my next book will be out, but I’m working on a new series along with looking to finish others I’ve started, so stay tuned for updates!

And don’t forget that I have new chapters comingout on my website for my ongoing book, Loving Scotland! You can find the continuing book with all its installments at this page.

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Loving Scotland – Chapter 13

We reached the edge of the light created by the torches and the doors flew open. Out came the parents and in front of them rushed Ophelia. She flew down the gravel towards us with arms stretched wide open.

“Fin!” she cried out. She embraced him in a tight hug he was unable to return because his arms were pinned to his sides.

“Good evening to you, too, Miss Ophelia,” he returned.

She separated them and wrinkled her nose. “Not that tonight, Fin. Please call me Ophelia.”

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Loving Scotland – Chapter 12

In a few minutes we sat on one side of the square garden. The plot was small enough that with ours legs stretched out toward one another we nearly touched feet. The weeds were green and had thick stalks. They pulled out of the ground as easily as late-risers pulled themselves out of bed in the morning. I tugged and yanked, and in a half hour my hands were sore and blistered. The garden gloves protected me from the thistle and other sharp points, but nothing could protect me from my wimpy, inexperienced fingers.

I sighed and leaned back. The sun was still high in the clear sky and a few cloud wisps slipped by overhead. “This isn’t as easy as I was hoping,” I commented. Fin smiled and continued his excavation of the garden. I leaned toward him and frowned. “How can you always be so happy? It’s enough to drive a person crazy.”

“Am I? I hadn’t realized it,” he mused.

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