Suzanne D Williams: 108 books

“Look down,” he said. Down? She inclined her head and the sight of the words scrawled in the moist sand filled her heart. Ti amo, he’d written, and drawn a heart with their initials, S.C. & V.C. --- Sergio and Vittoria Colafranceschi have a good life: three beautiful...

Her hand on his chin, Lena leaned down and pressed their lips together. Chase groaned, his eyelids flickering. “Me and you are going to tie the knot,” she said. “I’ll be a good wife, dress pretty and make you happy.” He’d be the perfect husband. Smart. Strong. Faithful. Kind and loving,...

*This is a short story of 15,000 words. It can be read as a standalone, though I hope it makes readers want to know more about Books 1-5. As with all my books, it has a happily ever after ending. “I don’t care if you never eat another potato I’ve cooked or if you lay there in bed and...

He deserved better than he'd allowed himself to have. He deserved to smile and laugh, and going deeper than simple contentment, he deserved to fall in love. To burn for a woman and have her ache for him in return. He deserved to be in love, and he longed to make love. But what if he was too...

Here were Virgil’s vows. Here, where she could see them. With every stitch, every seam, he’d poured out his pledge, and no, she didn’t deserve it. But this wasn’t solely about her. He deserved to see his wishes fulfilled. He wanted this marriage. He wanted her, and she could give him that. ----- Caught...

Leonard. His name repeated in her head. She needed a cowboy to top things off. One who painted himself hard on the outside but was actually soft and warm and kind … everything a woman could want to hang onto. If she’d make up her mind and do it. ----- Leonard Swan grew up as the...

The silence of his exit soured the food. Brenna lay down and stared toward the ceiling, yet past it toward the moment Kees had fired his rifle and shot the grizzly. He didn't see what she did – skill and knowledge earned through hard work, and some God-given sense no one else seemed to have. He...

Startled by his change of words, her face cleared, as if she didn’t know how to react. She was even prettier than when she was angry. He’d bet he couldn’t handle her being happy. “Oh, that’s … Thanks. But …” She looked past him at the driveway, then to the right at his car....

One hand in the center of her chest, she tried to capture her breath. This went way beyond friendship. They’d had years of that. He knew her as well as she knew him, likes and dislikes, funny habits. The part they didn’t know, what they hadn’t experienced now begged for attention. But was it...

In association with The Edge Books. www.theedge-books.com She shut the door and stood over Morgan, gazing down at her slumbering form, then slowly sank onto her knees. All she cared about was laying right there and in the other bedroom. Why couldn’t Carol see that? And why couldn’t...

He curled their values in his fist and tossed them away. They didn’t know what it was like to be him, to be forever sealed into a living tomb of his own making, to have here for a few days the most beautiful woman who would give him the solace he craved. They didn’t know what it’d be like to...

This was standing in one place yet seeing nothing but his face. This was thousands of miles between them and home yet having beside her all she’d ever need. This was long days and longer nights dedicated to the look in his eyes, the brush of his hands, the sound of his voice. This was one beautiful...

She was, in everyday terms, a gold digger, but she liked to think she had a good heart. Maybe she didn't though. Maybe in latching onto the idea she could become more than stupid Parker Rousch, the thought she could be in the stories Martina had told about her brother, maybe at that moment she'd lost...

This is what he wanted. This right here. He'd not known it until now, but he wanted her with a ring on her hand, their hearts united. He wanted Mrs. Jared Flint to stare at him like Holly did, to make him want to forgo breakfast and make love to her instead. Jared Flint struggles to overcome...