Castle's Fortress [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Rhonda Lee Carver
eBook Category: Romance/Fantasy
eBook Description: One hundred years ago, a little girl died mysteriously. Twenty years ago, another followed. Today, Fall Winters has to find out why. The last person Jake Castle expects to see again is Fall Winters. Twenty years ago, they were been best friends, until her father killed his sister. He left her and his sleepy hometown--and all the memories in it. He didn't want a stroll down memory lane, especially with her. Fall has never believed her father was guilty. He was responsible for a lot of things, but not kidnapping and killing a teenage girl. Now, Fall's own sister is missing under similar circumstances. It looks like she was right. She must find her sister alive and prove the connection between the cases, not to mention her father's innocence. Fall turns to the only person she can trust--Jake. Jake agrees to help Fall on one condition: They never step foot in the ramshackle haunted house that almost left Fall dead when she was ten. Jake wants to believe the ghost they saw that night was a figment of his imagination. But as they delve further into the mystery surrounding the kidnappings, Jake begins to realize there is a connection to the house, and a stronger one with Fall. He knows it's time to face his fears--and the feelings inside his heart that lead him straight to Fall.
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., Published: 2011, 2011
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2011
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Jake gave a swift kick to the side of the couch. He didn't care how expensive the piece of furniture was. He needed a release of stress. "Damn, son of a bitch, bastard--"
He froze. Lying on the corner of the sofa was a purse. He wasn't alone.
He did a quick turn on his heel. That's when he saw her. The woman's back was to him. She was staring out the window. He swept an aggravated gaze over her long mahogany hair, slender waist and firm backside encased in a pair of nice fitting slacks. Not bad, not bad at all, Jake thought. But he didn't recognize her. He wasn't in the right frame of mind for making new friends.
What a shame. Even a tight ass couldn't soften his mood this morning.
"Who the hell are you? I don't have time for--"
She twisted around. He'd know those saucer-sized blue eyes and crooked grin anywhere. "Fall Winters." Her name slipped off his tongue like liquid velvet.
"Hi, Jake." She gave a quick half wave with her fingers.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood erect. So much for the day improving.