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If I had a TARDIS #MFRWauthor

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If I had a TARDIS oh the places I could go. Of course Doctor Who and Captain Jack Harkness would ride with me. You gotta admit a big blue police telephone box with a perception field around it is a lot cooler than a flying Delorean. I’ve nothing against Doc Brown, but who wants to tote around a bag of garbage to fuel a car? Doctor Who has that nifty sonic screwdriver, and he can travel ANYWHERE!

 

So where would I go if I could Time travel?. Are certain events a fixed point in time as Doctor Who has said on numerous occasions? Or is it more forgiving? Would I go back and not let President Trump win the election, view the dinosaurs, meet Malcolm X or the real Betty Boop. Maybe something more personal like having a conversation with my younger self and tell her to avoid the young man and choose a worthier man, or better yet, stay home the last three weeks of school freshman year. It’s so easy to get caught up in the personal and change your own path. Many of the things that have occurred in life help shape who we are now. With that said I would go back and sit at the feet of Jesus. To witness firsthand his humbleness, power, love, and ministry would be a game changer. If I couldn’t see him, the I’d visit Lot during the time he and his family were fleeing Sodom and Gomorrah. I’d love to see his wife turn into a pillar of salt.

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The Fury of Wrath #MFRWhooks

Wrath: The fury of Wrath could destroy them all. (Sin-Eaters) by @LynnChantale

 

The Fury of Wrath may undo them all.
Xochiti has a mate he wasn’t ready to claim. Now that Wrath has found her, he must make a decision. Claim her or watch the rage consume her.
Scorned, the last thing Selma wants is a commitment. However, denying Xochiti has always been a problem and now that he knows her secret, the Fury of Wrath may be the undoing of them all.

 

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Xochiti shimmered into view as the last of the students left.

Selma stared at him, crossing her arms over her breasts. “What are you doing here?”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Listening to your lecture.”

With a huff, she picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder. “You’ll have to wait until next semester. My roster is full and I’m not signing any overload forms.”

As she spoke, a subtle glow of light enveloped her.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she demanded.

“You are glowing?”

“Right,” she scoffed. “I don’t have time for your games, Xochiti. I have papers to grade.” She brushed past him.

“We need to talk, Selma.”

“Make an appointment.”

“Dove,” the endearment was spoken with quiet command. She stiffened, slowly turned to face him. “Be ready for me tonight.”

Desire flared in her irises, and she bowed her head. Still the shimmering white light around her intensified.

Curious—was she angry because he’d aroused her or angry because he was here?

“You can have my body and my submission, Xochiti, but you will not have my heart.” With that she spun on her heel and slammed from the room.

He lowered his head. He wanted all of her. 

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Love and family? #MFRWhooks

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Candace H. "Dexter and Molly met when he went to her house to talk with her about a proposed addition. She noticed his unhappiness wanting to make him smile. While they got to know each other, little did they know they were working on a budding relationship and future."

 

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Embittered by divorce, Dexter Carson resolves to live without romantic love or a family of his own. When he arrives at a job site, the last thing he expects is his instant attraction to the ebony-haired client. But work comes first, and he's determined to maintain a professional distance, no matter how his body reacts to her soft scent and feminine curves.

Beautiful and intelligent, Molly Crosby has always doubted a man would love her, and now that she's forced to care for her infant niece, all hope for a man who will cherish her seems lost. But when she meets Dexter, she longs to discover what's behind the rugged contractor’s solemn demeanor, and to win more of his  devastating smiles. 

 

When a bombshell threatens the tender relationship that’s developing, will Molly's love be enough to overcome the scars from his past, or will Dexter walk away from his only chance at love and family? 

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They sat in a back booth with the baby in the corner next to Dexter. From the moment they sat down, Molly had managed to keep Dexter talking about his life, and he’d managed to keep her laughing. 

 

“I can’t believe how much we have in common.” She dabbed at her eyes with her napkin. “It’s like we’re soul mates.” 

 

He grudgingly had to agree with her. “You are so down-to-earth.” 

 

Reaching over, she snagged a tortilla chip and scooped up a generous portion of the homemade spicy salsa. “You expected me to be more prissy?” 

 

He’d gone this far, might as well finish eating his shoe. “Yeah, actually. Be careful, that salsa’s really hot.” 

 

She coughed and sputtered. Tears streamed down her cheeks while she fanned her mouth. “Hot is not the word for it.” 

 

“Try this.” He offered her a section of lime, then pushed her glass of water toward her. “I tried to warn you.” 

 

She sipped her water. After a moment she sat back, a wide grin on her face. “I like spicy.” She reached for another chip. 

 

Amusement curved his lips when she went through the same antics again, this time without the coughing. As long as the heat made her happy. On impulse, he placed his hand over hers, again surprised at the softness of her skin. With his thumb he drew lazy circles on the back of her hand. “I like you, Molly. I really do.” 

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