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Tuesday Tales - Ice

“Hello.” Billy pushed open Alexandra's door with his shoulder while struggling with the bags in his arms. “Alexandra, are you home?” “I’m upstairs. Give me a few minutes to finish putting the laundry away and I’ll be right down.” “Take your time. I’ll put up a pot of coffee.” Billy placed the packages on the counter, put up the coffee and got to work. From one of the bags he took a red cotton tablecloth with green and white embroidered poinsettias bordering around the edges. In another bag he grabbed two crystal candlestick holders along with long green candles with silver bells engraved within the candles. No doubt Alexandra would love the table. She always paid attention to and loved minor details. And when it came to him, she acted like he was the only one in the world, at the moment. She always paid close attention to him, making sure she attended to all his needs, without showing any vulnerability whatsoever. The more time he spent with her, the deeper he fell

Tuesday Tales - Thanksgiving

Billy threw another log into the blazing fireplace. This was the first Thanksgiving in a long time that a four-inch coating of snow lined the narrow city streets. Alexandra couldn’t have been happier this year. Her life finally felt complete, for she had found the life she yearned for with the man she couldn’t live without. “Dinner is about ready,” Alexandra said leaning against the kitchen doorway. “Let me add a few more logs into the fire.” “Thanks. It’s nice and toasty in here.” “And I plan on keeping it that way. You look so sexy.” “I’ll start getting things together in the dining room. I’ll need for you to open the wine when you get through. Thanks,” she blushed playing with the spaghetti strap that kept falling off her shoulder. “Works for me. I’ll be just a few minutes.” Alexandra set the table and lit the candles. The aroma of turkey fill the room mixed with cornbread, cranberries and broccoli. Tonight’s feast had a special meaning to her. It was time to giv

Reflections: A Collection of Love Poems is now available.

It's finally here. This is the electronic version of Masquerade of Love renamed Reflections, with twenty extra poems along with the blurb for my novel, Roses, which is due out in February 2012 by Secret Cravings Publisher. Reflection is available at Amazon , Barnes and Nobles and Smashwords . Reflections is a collection of love poems that take you on a magical journey through the inner depths of one's heart and soul. The underlying emotions that are revealed through these poems show how deep love truly goes. The poems will make you laugh, make you cry and teach you to never give up hope on love. They are written for those who have met or are searching for their soul mate. Here's a sample: Anticipation I wake up in the morning to a gorgeous sunset, the scent of the ocean, a warm breeze blowing the curtains wild in sheer anticipation of knowing that I will soon be in your arms. I grab my cup of coffee sit on the front porch, taking in deep breaths staring down the street wa

Tuesday Tales - Knife

Alexandra slid the purple off the shoulder dress over her head. Staring into the mirror she shook her head in approval. This had been the sixth dress that she tried on within the past ten minutes. Tonight had to be perfect, as it was their one year anniversary. It was hard to imagine that their relationship had spanned so long, especially when she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend to begin with. Now, a year later she relished the time she spent with Billy. They built the relationship she swore she would never have. Now that she had it, she couldn’t imagine living without him. Billy had turned out to be a major part of her life. A part, she planned on never giving up. Relationships and Alexandra didn’t go hand it in. It went back to her childhood where she moved town to town with her parents, never having enough of time t make friends and built any kind of a bond with anyone. Sure she had her parents, but they were always working and left her in the care of a nanny, who let h

Tuesday Tales - Wedding

“I can’t believe I’m getting married in just a few short hours,” Alexandra said. Neither can I,” her best friend Dee said. “This has been a long time coming.” “Yes it has.” Looking in the mirror she pointed below her eye,” Can you give me another coat of eyeliner?” “I’ll give you that and another coat of mascara. You sure you don’t want me to put on the false eyelashes I bought?” “Positive. I want to look as natural as possible.” “You look gorgeous,” she referred to Alexandra’s white form fitting satin wedding dress. “I shouldn’t have listened to you. I should have gone down to city hall and got married by the justice of the peace.” “Nonsense. You waited over twenty years to find Mr. Right. You deserve to have the whole shitten caboodle.” “But I feel so out of place. It’s not like I’m a virgin.” “Let’s not go there again.” Putting the blush brush down she said, “I’m going to get us an ice tea, with a splash of lemon Vodka.” “Make mine a double.” Alexandra relished

Forbidden Love

When I look at you, I can’t help but remember the first time I saw you. When you looked at me, I felt a tingle overtake my body. I felt a warming to your boyish grin, walking away from you, wishing that I had said more. As time past by, I got to know you better. I knew that there would be magic between us. When I close my eyes I see your face, and calmness takes over my body. What I feel inside scares me to death. My heart has never stirred like this before. So many times I wanted to ask you if you have ever been adored, given a woman’s heart and soul, and unconditional love. But I didn’t. My feelings for you are sacred. It’s your mind and compassion that has captivated my heart, not your physical being. I want to be the one that gives you true happiness. I want to spin your world, showing you that life is so precious, worth living every moment of it in the present. I truly believe that we have to live for today, because tomorrow may never come. Time and time again I’ve been told that