Ck Ralston: 4 books

Liam startled awake. He looked at the red-numbered digital readout on the clock on the nightstand in the near lightlessness of the bedroom. It was two-thirty in the morning. “I…I couldn’t sleep,” Miranda’s soft, feminine voice came from beside his bed. He felt the mattress depress...

"There's something different about you lately, Ellen," State Assemblyman Peter Norbert offered cannily, sipping at his cocktail, his eyes on Ellen from across the small table at Chez Henri. "Oh, and what might that be, Pete?" she asked, favoring him with a small grin. She'd...

By Friday afternoon, Ellen paced the bedroom, and glanced at the clock, wishing it would move faster. She stepped over to her closet and took out the two possible party outfits she'd narrowed her choices down to and laid them on the bed. One was a simple, elegant little sundress with big swirls of...

"And so it worked?" Cassidy asked softly into her cell. It was ten o'clock in the morning the next day and both of them were at work. Ellen had the door to her private office closed, so she could talk freely. "Worked?" Ellen exclaimed her voice ecstatic. She was happier...