We've all had disagreements, fights, arguments with loved ones. We fight with our siblings, our parents, our friends. But when we fight with a boyfriend or girlfriend, especially when we are still unsure about our relationship, it can seem so final. Will it be the final straw? Will we break up?
I remember how anxious I felt. The deep sense of loss. Lily faces that moment as well with Simon. She's broken, emotionally. THISTLES AND THORNS is a wonderful young adult paranormal romance. Lily sees ghosts as she struggles to move forward with her teenage years, including a romance with a bright young man in England.
If you have fans of Nancy Drew, or just love a great story with elements of mystery, THISTLES AND THORNS is a perfect book for you. Now available in Ebook and Print, grab a copy for yourself.
With one ghost on her mind, and another haunting it, Lily’s been ghosted...literally.
Hoping to rekindle her romance with Simon, Lily Deene travels to Anchoret House in the remote Scottish Highlands. Despite a warning to beware of spirits wandering the moors, Lily is drawn to investigate the mysterious death of a young bride, Mairi Morris. She soon realizes that death haunts Anchoret House, and that she too may be in danger.
Lily Deene barely escaped with her life during her last encounter with a ghost, now she's facing another dangerous spirit. If you love mysteries with a little piece of history, you'll love the Lily Deene Series.
Oh, yes!” I told him, my voice rising. “The great and allknowing Simon Fitzgibbon says something’s not right. So, it must be so! Let me rush inside, pack my things and leave, right now!”
“Lily, please listen …” he began.
“No! You listen! There is nothing wrong with me except for the fact that I was once stupid enough to think I loved you! Now, please leave me alone!” Much to my utter humiliation, my eyes filled with tears. Shaking with emotion, I tried to push my way past him, but he grabbed my arm.
We stood close together, too close. I knew I should have pushed him away, but I couldn’t make myself do it. I leaned into him and breathed in the musky citrus scent of his aftershave. God, how I’d missed him. At that moment, I would have given anything to have him wrap me in his arms, pull me close, and tell me that he still loved me.
“Lily,” he said, his voice hoarse.
I looked up at him, hope and love blazing in my eyes.
He gazed down at me, a pained expression on his face, then abruptly released me. He took a step back. “You should go back to Brynmoor,” he said gruffly.
The words were like a physical blow. I turned and fled, hot tears streaming down my cheeks.
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