Suzanne Williams: 214 books

She looked up and paused in her stirring, the same disbelief surfacing on her face. "What? I've grown horns?" He shook his head. Curves. She'd grown curves and soft skin and a rosy tint to her cheeks. Nelson Trader's after-school tutoring with fellow senior, Brigitte Pink,...

Who was this boy that could stop a bullet with the palm of his hand? And why had someone wanted to kill him? ----- Headed north to Washington D.C. aboard the wrong bus, Phoebe Faegen turns for help from the handsome boy seated on her left. But his instructions are strange from the start...

He smiled slightly. "I want all the strings. When you go home next week, I want to get in my car and drive all the way there just to see you. I want to ask permission for you to come for the weekend. Whatever it takes." I coughed. "Wh-why? I'm not rich or important or any of...

"You don't believe in love?" she asked. He swallowed hard. How exactly had he ended up here, in the pool with the neighbor girl, talking about love? And why when she looked at him like that did he feel … funny? "I … I do," he said. "I'm glad they worked it out …" Because...

Head slanted downward, she rubbed the back of her neck, her steps slowing at sight of the rumpled bed. How had she gotten in this deep so quickly? One night was now two, and if he came to the door tomorrow, it'd be three. She was addicted, to the rush, to him … which didn't make it right....

But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth (Acts 1:8). She pressed against him then, her curves fitted to the planes of his chest, and...

“I’m reckless and mindless and brash. I’ve never known how to slow down and take in what’s around me. Instead, I leap in without looking. I’m the guy who doesn’t realize the water is shallow until I’ve stubbed my toe.” Serena pulled her hands free and draped them around his...

I nodded. It was all becoming real right then, and fear crawled over me. I couldn’t do this. I was the last person who should ever be a mom. Babies were fragile, and I was a … a … klutz. Forgetful. Undependable. I’d do something wrong, and I couldn’t do something wrong with a baby. Tears...

And I made a decision. If I was going to make this declaration, I might as well make it huge. Lay it all out there between us. I mean, he’d either avoid me the entire rest of the week or make my dream come true. Then again, things could go on exactly like they were. I lowered my hand to my...

In association with The Edge Books.   His tongue sliding into the sweet recess of her lips, time fell away and everything he'd come here to find refocused, bright. He groaned, the sound pulled from deep inside.  She was more than one swim in the lake at midnight. She was the...

"Let me ask you something," he said. I waited, my insides twirling around. I'd do about anything for him not to be mad. "What if next time you let me kiss you?" The next time. That there'd be a next time meant he wasn't all that mad. "Would that...

"When are you going to do the very thing you always say that you want?" Atlas continued. Calix released his held breath, willing the tightness in his chest to relax, but found, instead, his teeth grinding together. "Which is what?" Atlas spoke evenly. "Cast off...

“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...

She took his hand and pressed it over her heart. “I won’t say it,” she said, “but you feel that beating? That’s your name written on my heart.” ----- Fashion model, Whitney Hobart snuck off to Florida to solve her Christmas blues. A bad, extremely public breakup combined...