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Anna Michaels lives in a small town where life is slow and quiet, and she likes it that way. Her only fear is that someone will discover rock star, Chris Gentry, visits her from time to time to get away from the hassles of the music business—to find peace from an out-of-control lifestyle. A place where dark secrets remain hidden until someone digs them up.
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Caught between the love of two men—one a rough country boy, the other a wild city boy—Anna’s life becomes endangered when someone f | |  | | Grave Keeper: Dark of the Moon
A war vet, EMT, and waitress rush against the clock to find a young woman before the Creepers steal her last breath.
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Billy returns to Hayton County and ends up in a dark place with bullet holes in his body. Once again it’s up to Rush to find the young man before the Creepers reach the grave where one of the victim’s relatives is buried.
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Ghosts, witches, shape-shifters and murder ...
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FONT face=Arial size=2>Talk about a skeleton in a closet, except this one is found under the house Chely Austin inherits from her grandfather after his death. Cades Cove’s green-eyed, black-haired librarian’s life is thrown into chaos as she tries to learn the secrets her grandfather kept. When a sexy carpenter with brown eyes arrives in town, she can’t help falling for him. Strange things happen when he’s around. Doors open by themselves; pictures fall off the wall, and ice cubes jump into cups all by themselves. Chely is intrigued, but cautious. Too many people have | |  | | Out of the Shadows
Collection of quotes, artwork, and over six hundred poems from forty-six incredibly talented Shadow Poets from all over the world. Contains one chapter of Margaret Marr's poetry.
Out of the darkness there came poetry ...What began as a hobby for two lovers quickly blossomed into a forum of prose and ideas, with poets from around the globe gathering together to write, share, critique, and commune.This book contains the fruits of some forty-six poets. Each poet brings a unique voice. From all walks of life, faiths, and ages they have come. Each one's private poetic point of view is a shadow of the overall collage harvested here. May they amaze each reader, as the poems here open the door to the collective spirit inherent in us all. | |  | | Pieces of My Heart
Pieces of my heart
once locked away
spilled forth and
scattered on the wind
P align=center>FONT color=#000000>FONT face=Arial size=3>STRONG>In Midnight DreamsBR>/STRONG>/FONT>FONT face=Arial size=1>Copyright 2004 by Margaret Marr/FONT>/FONT>BR>
P align=center>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>The moon hangs lowBR>On a cloudy nightBR>Crushing my fragile heart /FONT>BR>
P align=center>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>Happiness co-minglesBR>With a touch of sadnessBR>Leaving me confused /FONT>BR>
P align=center>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>Lost yesterdays are goneBR>And tomorrow my never beBR>Only the present remains | |  | | Shades of Expression
A Collection of poetry.
A variety of talented poets come together in this second collection from Gerl Publishing, each one holding a unique creativity. Shades of Expression serves to showcase them and enchant the minds of anyone who has an interest in the poetic word. So sit back and relax, as a variety of poets reveal their innermost feelings in powerful and inspirational words. | |  | | The Ghosts of Daemon Yarborough
Darvie Harrison has found the house of her dreams—one right out of the Amityville Horror. No one has been able to spend more than a few nights in the old Yarborough Mansion, which is reportedly haunted by the beheaded wives of Daemon Yarborough. After her less-than-desirable marriage ended, she’s determined to make her own decisions for the rest of her life. That is if she can convince Devilan Yarborough that she truly belongs in the house. No ghosts are going to run her off, either. She’s more afraid of the mysterious gardener whose only explanation as to why he’s there is he came with the house.
Devilan Yarborough has spent his life as an outcast, because of his great-grandfather’s murderous past. When Darvie came determined to own the mansion, he was glad to get rid of it…at first. Then he found himself trying to talk her out of buying the house and wanting to protect her. But from whom or what? The ghosts of Daemon Yarborough? The gardener? Or a copycat killer who murders innocent women on dark, foggy nights, beheading them the way his great-grandfather was accused of over a century ago?
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>STRONG>Darvie Harrison stomped her foot on the brake pedal of her red Dakota Sport truck, throwing her younger brother, Troy against his seat belt /STRONG>/FONT>/P>
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>STRONG>“Ow!” he said, frowning, as he rubbed his shoulder where the seat belt had over-tightened against his collarbone. “Why’d you stop so sudden?” /STRONG>/FONT>/P>
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>STRONG>“That’s it!” She turned a bright smile on her brother and pointed at the three-story house rising dark against the brilli | |  | | Voice of a Soldier
Voice of a Soldier: Operation Liberty is an anthology that captures the heartfelt stories of our men and women who have served and are serving in the United States Military. These are stories of true American heroes given to the audience in their own unique and special voice. Stories in which the whole country is in desperate need of hearing.
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=2>STRONG>In the wake of 9/11, Americans were reborn into the unity that made this country so great. As the years have progressed, the rebirth of American unification has sadly slipped once again into political and partisan division, which is truly an insult to the men and women who've fought desperately for our country's rights and freedoms. Margaret Marr has produced an anthology that turns our focus away from politics and centers upon the very essence of what makes America the great nation it was destined to be…the heart of the American soldier. /STRO | |  | | Wings of Thunder
In the quiet town of Walnut Grove, something evil lurks within the occupants' minds. Only those dwelling twenty feet below Hattie's Bar and Grill are safe from the malevolent "holy water" handed out during Sunday church service. On the outside, the townsfolk are clean and friendly, but beneath the surface evil creeps toward an explosive and destructive end.
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=3>STRONG>Wind swept rain against the window and splattered it down the panes. Lightning lit the sky and thunder grumbled in the distance. /STRONG>/FONT>/P>
P>FONT face=Arial color=#000000 size=3>STRONG>Lenora Elayne squirmed and twisted in her sleep, fisting the sheet in her hands. Images of fire and a dark force flickered behind her lids. A little girl stood in the midst--calm, undisturbed by the chaos around her. Suddenly the girl looked directly at Lenora and mouthed sentences she couldn't understand. /STRONG>/FONT>/P>
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