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How fucking perfect are these?!  I’ve just ordered a gross. I’ll also have more compasses and anchors coming soon.

How fucking perfect are these?!  I’ve just ordered a gross. I’ll also have more compasses and anchors coming soon.

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Kelly narrowed his eyes, a smile flitting across his lips. “You’re going to look to an exit at every turn, aren’t you?” Nick huffed. Kelly began to unbutton his shirt. “Well, there ain’t no exists in this ride, babe, cause I know all your tricks.” Shock and Awe (snippet)

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#Have you ever just  loved a character so fucking much #and you have all these feelings #and you just can’t stop thinking about him #and every little thing he does is magic #and you just don’t know what you do with your life anymore #and you couldn’t care any less #cause the love you have for him is all you can care about?! #If you have then you know how I feel about Kelly Abbott. 

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And this book is gonna be the death of me. I just know. 

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Okay, since my website is undergoing an overhaul, I’ve set up a temporary store here. The heart & clover shirts and the new charms are now for sale. Honestly, I don’t know if the Tumblr store will work or not, so let’s give it a try, shall we.

Okay, since my website is undergoing an overhaul, I’ve set up a temporary store here. The heart & clover shirts and the new charms are now for sale. Honestly, I don’t know if the Tumblr store will work or not, so let’s give it a try, shall we.

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larchwood: Movement from Ty drew Zane’s eyes, and when he glanced to his side at Ty, a sudden and unexpected thrill ran through him. Ty had come to attention, body taut in a smart salute. His jaw was tight and his eyes were unreadable, staring ahead from the shadow of his white cover. He stood straight and tall, every ounce of him perfect and rigid, the bright colors and harsh white of his uniform in sharp contrast to the washed-out sepia of the day. Zane didn’t think he‟d ever seen anything more incredible and heart-wrenching than Ty right then. The bagpipes played on, a soundtrack to the very picture of self-sacrifice and loyalty. Zane’s thoughts inexplicably landed on Elias Sanchez, a man he‟d never met, a member of Ty’s Marine Recon team who had also joined the Bureau. Sanchez had died in the line of duty, murdered by a fellow agent turned serial killer. Sanchez would have had a funeral like this, with the honor guard and the gun salute, with men and women in pristine uniforms standing in silent respect for the dead. As Ty stood now. How many times had Ty done this, said goodbye to a fallen comrade in that uniform? Zane dropped his gaze, giving his partner what modicum of privacy was possible. He didn’t need to continue staring. The sight would be forever burned in his memory. (D &C, page 269) ~~~~~ Oh, don’t be surprised. I knew about you and Sanchez. He found the Baltimore connection, too. He even put a call into his old Recon buddy Ty Grady down in Maryland to ask him about it, but you never answered your phone, did you, Ty? You’ve been wondering what that call was about since you got here, haven’t you? You weren’t there for Sanchez, and you won’t be there for Garrett.” Ty closed his eyes and lowered his head, pain lancing through his chest at the killer’s accusations. (C&R) ~~~~~ “It wasn’t your fault, you know,” Nick said. Ty took a deep breath, not surprised that Nick had known exactly what he’d been thinking. “He called me for help,” he whispered. “I didn’t answer it, and two days later he was dead.” “Ty,” Zane whispered. “Jesus, is that why you always answer your phone?” Ty nodded curtly. (T&G, page 80)

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Movement from Ty drew Zane’s eyes, and when he glanced to his side at Ty, a sudden and unexpected thrill ran through him. Ty had come to attention, body taut in a smart salute. His jaw was tight and his eyes were unreadable, staring ahead from the shadow of his white cover. He stood straight and tall, every ounce of him perfect and rigid, the bright colors and harsh white of his uniform in sharp contrast to the washed-out sepia of the day. Zane didn’t think he‟d ever seen anything more incredible and heart-wrenching than Ty right then. The bagpipes played on, a soundtrack to the very picture of self-sacrifice and loyalty.

Zane’s thoughts inexplicably landed on Elias Sanchez, a man he‟d never met, a member of Ty’s Marine Recon team who had also joined the Bureau. Sanchez had died in the line of duty, murdered by a fellow agent turned serial killer. Sanchez would have had a funeral like this, with the honor guard and the gun salute, with men and women in pristine uniforms standing in silent respect for the dead. As Ty stood now. How many times had Ty done this, said goodbye to a fallen comrade in that uniform?

Zane dropped his gaze, giving his partner what modicum of privacy was possible. He didn’t need to continue staring. The sight would be forever burned in his memory. (D &C, page 269)

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Oh, don’t be surprised. I knew about you and Sanchez. He found the Baltimore connection, too. He even put a call into his old Recon buddy Ty Grady down in Maryland to ask him about it, but you never answered your phone, did you, Ty? You’ve been wondering what that call was about since you got here, haven’t you? You weren’t there for Sanchez, and you won’t be there for Garrett.”

Ty closed his eyes and lowered his head, pain lancing through his chest at the killer’s accusations. (C&R)

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“It wasn’t your fault, you know,” Nick said.

Ty took a deep breath, not surprised that Nick had known exactly what he’d been thinking. “He called me for help,” he whispered. “I didn’t answer it, and two days later he was dead.”

“Ty,” Zane whispered. “Jesus, is that why you always answer your phone?”

Ty nodded curtly. (T&G, page 80)

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amirosebooks: emjaymayer: tristinawright: stephmorgan: larchwood: ghighines: Kat began to cry, not trying to stop herself any longer. “We never realized how young you were. My God, Nick, you were younger than Patrick is now.” Her oldest son, Patrick, had just turned ten last week. “Who stood in front of you?” - Abigail Roux_ because this hit me in the gut *sniff* - you win the feels contest today, girl.   Why? omg……….*tears* Too many feels for words Reblogging for the appropriate Kels GIFs. Oh dear.

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Kat began to cry, not trying to stop herself any longer. “We never realized how young you were. My God, Nick, you were younger than Patrick is now.” Her oldest son, Patrick, had just turned ten last week. “Who stood in front of you?” - Abigail Roux_


because this hit me in the gut

*sniff* - you win the feels contest today, girl.  

Why? omg……….*tears*

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Too many feels for words

Reblogging for the appropriate Kels GIFs.

Oh dear.

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Research Travel

Most people who’ve been following me for a while know that I take trips to explore the places I write about. I always intend to share some of my misadventures with stories and pictures, so I set up a Tumblr for the express purpose of allowing people to follow my travels and keep up with wherever I might be going that will involve the books I’m writing.

Basically, I’m trying to integrate my travel crap so people can follow easily and be excited about where I’m going, and where the characters are going.

You can find and follow the travel page here. Posts include maps and links to Foursquare, Instagram, and YouTube, and I paid for this shit so I’ll be sure to keep it updated when I’m traveling.

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