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  • Kathleen Hope

    Don, I got tickets for the concert in the park for next month. I hope the weather will be nice for it,' I said to my husband as he stuffed papers into his briefcase. 'I do love concerts in the park. Don't you?' 'Hmm,' was all he said 'Where is my agenda?' I tried not to feel hurt by him brushing me off. It was nothing new these days. He'd been so busy with work lately that he didn't seem to have time for me or anything else. I sighed and handed him the leather bound book. He took it without a word and zipped up his messenger bag. Slinging it over his shoulders, he picked up his travel bag and suitcase. He was off to another business trip. 'I have to go. I'll call you from...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Tylan must have read my mind and he grabbed me by the hips and hauled me to the edge of the desk. One thrust had him deep inside me. I gripped his forearms and wrapped my legs around his waist as he began to thrust madly in and out of my body. My moans joined his as he moved against me, taking us both to that place lovers know. Suddenly, my body exploded into a million shimmering pieces and I cried out his name, pulling him down to me. His mouth closed over my breast and he drew hard on my flesh, pumping his hips for all he was worth. The sensations seemed to go on and on and I trembled in his arms. His mouth found mine and I kissed him back with the...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    I sat in the hard leather loveseat in the lobby of the office. There were two other people there also waiting. Like me, they were dressed professionally, and I wondered if they were also here for an interview. I looked around. The office was nice with the usual copies of well-known oil paintings hanging on the walls and little statues and knick-knacks on the tables. It seemed nice and friendly. The receptionist, an older, gray-haired woman, offered me a kind smile whenever our eyes met. "I'll graduate from law school in another year and a half," the man sitting next to me said to the blond on his right. "Working here would really give me a leg up and get my feet wet. Who knows what...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “Shut up! Are you serious? She did what?” I glanced up from the music I was reading to glare at my roommate, Bella. She glanced at me and mouthed sorry before going back to listening to whomever it was she was talking to. “Are you sure?” She was quiet a moment. “You know what that means, right?” I tuned her out and pulled my headphones back over my ears. Bella was always getting excited over one thing or another. I couldn’t keep up with her most times. Besides, I had to work on this music. I had too much to do other than listen to her jabbering on. “Okay. Yeah. I got it. Okay. Bye.” She hung up...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    If Katherine had to put up with one more impatient, obnoxious pig of a customer today, she was going to scream. No, that wasn't satisfying enough. One more customer like that and she was going to dump the steaming pot of coffee right in his lap. That would teach them! Sure, it would also get her fired and leave her homeless in two weeks when she couldn't pay her rent. But sometimes, it almost seemed worth it. Almost, but not quite. So, taking a deep, calming breath, she replaced the coffee pot, smiled at the man signaling angrily to her from across the congested dining room and forced her feet to walk toward the customer she would henceforth refer to as Angry Man. 'Good evening,...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    I've always had a thing for cops. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the uniform or the cocky way they swagger around, ready to snap into action at a moment's notice. Whatever the reason, I would feel my temperature soar when a cop would appear. That's the way I always felt at the diner when Brad would walk in. I worked the graveyard shift at Cory's Diner, so things would be pretty quiet and lonely around midnight. That's when Brad would come in, politely tip his cap and take a seat. "Hey, there, Patsy. I hope your night's going well." Tuesday night was a night just like any other. I was bored and lonely until Brad showed up. But seeing his handsome face brought me to life. I could feel a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Elijah paced back and forth across the office of Owen Clarke—his lawyer. He felt like an animal caught in the headlights, just waiting for the inevitable blow that would crush him. A whole team of lawyers, and this was the best they could come up with? If it wasn’t Owen sitting at the desk in front of him, he’d tell the man—the lead lawyer on his case—to go to hell. But Owen had been a good friend for a long time, since before either of them had found their success. If he said the only option was to make some changes, he didn’t doubt the man for a second. That didn’t mean he had to like it. So he flopped back into the leather chair in front of Owen’s desk. “Tell...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “Do I know you?” said Abbey, with an inquisitive look on her face. “No, I don’t think so,” replied Tom with his charming smile. They had just been set up on a blind date and there was an instant physical attraction. Abbey would already see that Tom was well off, the fancy restaurant was his choice and he’d already insisted that he’d be the one that was paying. It wasn’t something that Abbey expected but she’d gulped when she’d seen the prices on this menu. She couldn’t help but be tempted by a question she wanted to ask, it was a standard question but one that she was hesitant to ask due to his obvious wealth. “So what do you do for a living?”...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Jill stepped into the nightclub ready to relieve the stress she'd collected after a busy day. A couple of handsome men caught her eye and activated her sexual imagination. It had, after all, been over a year since she'd had a relationship with a man. She wondered what some of those good-looking guys could do to her and for a split second her imagination drifted to someplace dangerous. But in the end those naughty thoughts were interrupted by her friend, Mina, waving her over to a booth in the rear. With her olive-skin and long black hair, she would have been hard to miss. Jill stepped over and plopped herself into a seat. 'Glad I finally found you,' Jill said. 'I forgot how...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Scarlett stared at the sign staked in the grass at the side of the highway. 'Paradise Peak, population 1100,' it read; a sign she hadn't seen since her family had passed it on their way out. It was the same sign though, rickety and worn. It was a wonder the rotting legs hadn't given out years ago. This was it. Just a few more minutes and she would be home. At the moment though, the idea of coming home seemed more daunting than comforting. Not for the first time on her eleven-hundred mile trek up the west coast, she wondered what the hell she was doing. This had seemed like a good idea six months ago in California. Now though, she couldn't help but wonder if she'd gone just a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “You’re so wet,” he whispered against her, and his voice vibrated against her too-sensitive flesh before his finger moved to trace her through the soaked fabric. And then his hands moved so quickly, she didn’t know what he was doing until it was too late. He’d grabbed onto the sides of her thong and torn them apart in one, swift movement. Suddenly, she was completely bare…right there in the park… “Oh god,” she moaned as he silenced her thoughts with the tip of his tongue, gliding along her wet slit with a feather light touch that sought to overwhelm her with pleasure and frustration at the same time. She wanted him to stop—he shouldn’t be doing this—and she...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Michael closed his eyes and took a deep breath, reminding himself for the umpteenth time this was no big deal. He’d stood in the middle of heated boardrooms and barked out orders. He had stared down presidents of multi-billion-dollar corporations. Certainly, he could do this. At least, he was fairly certain he could do this. He’d been a bachelor, living on his own his entire life. Give him a twenty-four year old girl, and he could tell you—or gladly show you—exactly what to do with one of them. But a four-year-old? They’re all tutus and princesses, and everything else he had absolutely no idea what to do with. And yet, in less than five minutes, he was going to be a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    'Amy, I need you to work tonight. Samira called out. Again.' I looked up at the head pediatric nurse. 'Sure, Connie. I can do that.' She gave me a relieved smile. 'Thanks. I asked you first because I knew you'd want the hours.' You mean since I don't have a family or life to get in the way of my working. 'Yes, I could use the hours.' 'I'm finalizing the schedule for the next week. I'll give you Saturday and Sunday off. How's that?' It'll have to do. 'Thanks, Connie.' She patted me on the shoulder. 'Thank you for being flexible. It really means a lot that I can count on you.' ...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Story 1: You Are Not That Badd Story 2: Saving Amy Story 3: Hands Tied Story 4: Songs of Desire Story 5: Bad Business Story 6: Wife For Hire Story 7: Under Restraint Story 8: A Dream Come True Story 9: Claiming the Casanova Story 10: You’re Beautiful Story 11: Capturing Savannah Story 12: Summer Time Lust Story 13: Big Daddy Story 14: The V Club Story 15: Dominated Next Door Story 16: First Time Passion Story 17: Enticing the Bad Boy Story 18: Under His Spell Story 19: Searching for Domination Story 20: Seducing the Tomboy Story 21: A Bad Boy for a Bad...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “Hey Stace. Take a look at this. It’s right up your alley.” I glanced up from my book at my roommate Emma, who was holding a newspaper. “What is it?” She scanned the paper. “This daycare wants pre-k a teacher for their 2-year-old class. This has your name all over it.” I wrinkled my nose. “Um no thanks.” “I thought that you wanted to work in childcare.” “Nooooo, I want to work with children.” Emma frowned. “Okay. Isn’t teaching the same thing?” “Nope.” I looked over at her. “I don’t want to have a whole group of ankle biters. I want a...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    “Abby I cannot wait to see you!” I couldn’t help but grin at my best friend Melody’s enthusiasm. We hadn’t seen each other for years since she’d moved to New York to pursue her dancing after we’d graduated from college. She’d made it, dancing professionally with a world famous troupe. I missed her terribly. “I can’t wait to see you either. We have so much to catch up on. Danny and I were just talking about you the other day. I’d seen on the news that you guys were in Budapest.” She sighed. “Yeah. It was beautiful. But I’m glad for a break. And I want you to meet Jeff.” “Jeff? Who’s...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    from Hugo, Nebula and World Fantasy Award winner Joe Haldeman, the bestselling author of ""The Forever War"" and ""Forever Peace"", comes a thrilling sci-fi story that examines a world where time truly is money, and what happens when they both run...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    You were magnificent, babe,' she said, kissing him soundly on the lips. He squeezed her waist, pulling her closer to his big body. His cheeks turned red at her praise and I knew then that she had been right about him. He really was a modest, sweet guy. And he obviously loved her. 'Thanks, love,' he murmured before kissing her back. The dark-haired man cleared his throat. Mickey grinned at him. Amber put her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. 'You were fantastic too, Cas. As usual.' He slid his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground. His eyes met mine over her shoulder and I stared back at him, wishing it were me that he was holding like that. I looked...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    Sarah wandered from bed to bed, checking on the few patients at the Hedley Clinic. It was such a welcome contrast from when she'd arrived and established the makeshift hospital off the Rio Negro. The treatment area had overflowed with patients from the first day, all in desperate need of care. Malaria, Yellow Fever, Cholera, Typhoid fever and uncontrolled diabetes had run rampant throughout the area. But thanks to antimalarial drugs, vaccinations, antibiotics and rehydration solutions, the number of patients had dwindled dramatically. Most days brought patients with ear infections, high blood pressure, asthma attacks, and even the occasional prenatal checkup. Still, there was a relatively...read more

  • Kathleen Hope

    The whir of the helicopter drowned out every other noise around Caleb, even his own thoughts. It was a welcome respite. An intricate web of tactical planning had filled the recesses of his mind for the past 24 hours, but it was time. No more planning. It was another routine operation; go in, grab the bad guys and get out. He knew each move he was about to make, and every single step the seven men sitting next to him would take. He was sure of it; it was his job. He was responsible for the safety and well-being of every man in his squad, and simultaneously, for the success of the mission at hand. Five minutes, Lieutenant, the man seated in the pilot seat hollered back to him,...read more