Wait For the Wind
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by Brynna Curry
Description: Ryan and Kate must reunite to break the second of a three- part thousand-year-old spell. Kate O'Connell grew up loved by the Corrigan family, all the while suffering from the inescapable reality of her own alcoholic father. At a young age she gave her heart and innocence to Ryan Corrigan. For once happiness seemed within her reach, until in one horror-filled night, the monster she called 'Daddy' changed everything. Too many misunderstandings forced Kate and Ryan apart, but now Kate's come home to open her clinic and raise her daughter, Allaina, closer to his family. Will she be able to open Ryan's heart to his magic? Ryan is glad to be back on Irish soil, but the reason he left still haunts him. As he tries to build a new life and redeem his past, can he forgive Kate and reclaim his healing gift in time to save his sister and her twins? Content warning: Steamy love scenes, adult language
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: January 2011
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [110 KB]
Reading time: 67-94 min.
She took a deep breath and picked up the receiver.
"Where's the rest of my money?"
Always that hate-filled growl demanding more money.
"I've given you the last penny you'll see from me. I don't owe you anything."
"Your beloved Da owes us another fifty-thousand dollars. He's dead. That leaves his whelp, Doctor."
She heard the scraping sound of something gritty on metal. Was he sharpening a knife? Was he just trying to mess with her mind? Leave me alone, please, just leave me alone.
Swallowing past the lump in her throat, Kate tried to bite back the raw fear running rampant through her thoughts. "I don't have any more. That's the last penny." God, she hated the way her voice shook.
"Maybe I should pay your daughter's class a visit. I wonder what Allaina's screams will sound like when I start peeling the skin off her fingers. One at a time."
"Leave my daughter out of this. I can't get more money until I sell the house. I can't--"
"Two days or I'll leave her brains splattered all over the classroom walls."
The line went dead.