From a dazzling new literary voice, a debut memoir about a young woman learning to dance tango, becoming comfortable in her own skin and in the arms of others Tango was an unlikely choice for Meghan Flaherty. A young woman living with the scars of past trauma, she was terrified of being touched and shied away from real passion. But by her late twenties, she knew something had to change. She dug up an old dream and tried on her dancing shoes. In tango, there's a leader and a follower, and, traditionally, the woman follows. As Meghan moved from beginner classes to the late-night dance halls of New York's vibrant tango underground, she discovered that more than any footwork, the hardest and most essential lesson of the dance was to follow with strength and agency; to find her balance, regardless of the lead. And as she broke her own rule--never mix romance and tango--she started to apply those lessons in every corner of her life. Written in wry, lyrical prose, and beautifully enriched by the vivid history and culture of the dance, Tango Lessons is a transformative story of conquering your fears, living your dreams, and enjoying the dizzying freedom found in the closest embrace. Views: 8
Lieutenant Owen Masters and Emeline Baratt meet on a British warship as sworn enemies. Where will Emeline place her loyalties when forced to spy against her country?A brand new series for fans of all things related to history, romance, adventure, faith, and family trees.War Forces a Choice Between Love and CountryA trip home from England to Maryland in 1812 finds Emeline Baratt a captive on a British warship and forced to declare her allegiance between the British and Americans. Remaining somewhat politically neutral on a ship where her nursing skills are desperately needed is fairly easy—until she starts to have feelings for the first lieutenant who becomes her protector. However, when the captain sends her and Lieutenant Owen Masters on land to spy, she must choose between her love for him and her love for her country. Join the adventure as the Daughters of the Mayflower series continues with The Liberty Bride by... Views: 8
Once the town outcast, Nate Powell leaves his Texas home and rises to success as a respected Boston banker. But his life is empty without Hattie Brown, the saloon girl he left behind. Hoping she'll give him a second chance, he returns to Texas, the place of bad memories and the home of Zachariah Keane, the man Nate blames for his sister's death. Now a Christian, Hattie ekes out a hard and humble living. When Nate returns without warning and promises her a life beyond her dreams, Hattie's heart is torn. Her love for him has never died, but how can she leave her beloved home or Zachariah, the godly man who's become like a brother to her? Especially when Nate's become so hardened and unyielding.In order to find happiness with the woman he loves, Nate will have to find a mend for his divided heart, forgive the man he's grown to hate, and find peace with God. Views: 8
His lips told me he knew me.His hands touched like we were old lovers.His eyes held secrets of a past I’d never known.I was lost, you see.Lost as the flowers that grew in the meadow.The devil told me he knew me.But lies had a way of unraveling, even if we didn’t want them to.The devil had a trick, for his love was full of acid. Acid that burned at every touch, every linger, and I let it scorch me to my core.A devil made you sin. And my devil was the worst.But now that devil wanted my last kiss, and it wasn't one I was willing to give.He could take the acid and leave the burn behind.I was keeping my heart even if I died trying.His lips told me he knew me.His hands touched like we were old lovers.His eyes held secrets of a past I’d never known.I was lost, you see.Lost as the flowers that grew in the meadow.The devil told me he knew me.But lies had a way of unraveling, even if we didn’t want them to.The devil had a trick, for his love was full of acid. Acid that burned at every touch, every linger, and I let it scorch me to my core.A devil made you sin. And my devil was the worst.But now that devil wanted my last kiss, and it wasn't one I was willing to give.He could take the acid and leave the burn behind.I was keeping my heart even if I died trying.His lips told me he knew me.His hands touched like we were old lovers.His eyes held secrets of a past I’d never known.I was lost, you see.Lost as the flowers that grew in the meadow.The devil told me he knew me.But lies had a way of unraveling, even if we didn’t want them to.The devil had a trick, for his love was full of acid. Acid that burned at every touch, every linger, and I let it scorch me to my core.A devil made you sin. And my devil was the worst.But now that devil wanted my last kiss, and it wasn't one I was willing to give.He could take the acid and leave the burn behind.I was keeping my heart even if I died trying. Views: 8
