Then
Gia had let Beppe into her life so easily, as
if it was the most natural thing in the world. She’d held him when he’d hurt so
badly he’d thought he might die; she’d talked him down when he’d been so angry
he’d considered doing something he’d regret for the rest of his life.
Gia had saved his life.
At least once he needed to be strong
for her.
This right now, this moment, was
theirs. It belonged to them, not to abusive or dead fathers, not to guilt, regret
or sorrow, not to the past or the future.
But will their love
survive when tragedy separates them?
“I have to go, Gia. I’m tired and I
feel empty. I know you need me, but I have nothing left to give you. I need to
heal.”
“I miss you so much
it’s hard to breathe.”
Now
Beppe was still Gia’s closest friend.
But they’d never be anything more than that again. Remembering what it felt
like to have the person you love most in the world torn away from you still
hurt. Gia was determined never to be put into that position again.
There was never lack of
love, but can Beppe win Gia’s trust again?
Forever
“When I was broken you gave me pieces of yourself
and made me whole again.”
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In a Heartbeat
(Heartbeat 1)
Stella
“I’ve been in and
out of hospitals for the past ten months. I’ve had half my liver removed and
even though this time the doctors are very optimistic that they’ve removed all
of the tumours, they can’t be sure. In another three months they want me here
again for a check up. Right now I feel better than I’ve ever felt. I know the
damn thing is gone, at least for the moment. Despite that, I can’t make any
plans for the future, not yet. I need to go somewhere where nobody knows me,
where I can relax and maybe even forget about all this.
Where I can meet
people who don’t think of me as the girl who lost her father and her brother in
a car accident, and who has cancer. I want to have fun, even if it’s for a
couple of months.”
When Stella decides to visit her estranged cousin Lisa in Genoa, she
has no idea Italy will give her a new reason to live.
Max
“Her gaze locked on
a scene so beautiful, the picturesque beach paled in comparison. A lifeguard
emerged from the water, his orange trunks stuck to his legs and water dripping
all over him. He shook his head to get rid of some of the water in his hair and
Stella felt as if everything started developing in slow motion – tiny drops of
water slid from his neck down his broad chest and muscular arms, along a
weaving tattoo on his right shoulder, and continued downwards towards his chest
and washboard stomach, finally getting lost in the waistband of his trunks. A
part of another tattoo peeked over his trunks on his left hip, the other part
hidden under them. It was a total Baywatch moment.”
Their love is
epic. But there are too many things keeping them apart.
“How could you keep this from me, Lisa? If you had
told me the first day I met him, I would have avoided him like the plague.
Nothing would have happened between us.”
“I kept your secrets, too, Stella.”
Are
Max and Stella strong enough to fight not only for their love, but for their
lives?
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Author Bio.
Hi, my name
is Teodora and I live in London with my husband Ted and my son Jason. I've been
writing ever since I can remember, but it became my full time job in 2010 when
I decided that everything else I've tried bores me to death and I have to do
what I've always wanted to do, but never had to guts to fully embrace. I've
been a journalist, an editor, a personal assistant and an interior designer
among another things, but as soon as the novelty of the new, exciting job wears
off, I always go back to writing. Being twitchy, impatient, loud and hasty are
not qualities that help a writer, because I have to sit alone, preferably
still, and write for most of the day, but I absolutely love it. It's the only
time that I'm truly at peace and the only thing I can do for more than ten minutes
at a time - my son has a bigger attention span than me.
When I'm procrastinating, I like to go to the
gym, cook Italian meals (and eat them), read, listen to rock music, watch indie
movies and True Blood re-runs. Or, in the worst case scenario, get beaten at
every Wii game by a six year old.
Don't be shy and get in touch - I love
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