The Saving Angels Series continues…
A new cast is introduced, while journeys already taken start to merge with the present, leading you down the old Red Dirt Road.
Death has always seemed just one step behind Layla Hill, taking almost everyone she’s ever loved. After she loses the love of her life, Layla vows to never love again—how could she, when she’s a death magnet?
Trying to outrun fate traveling with her uncle Willie and his band, Layla meets Michael Roberts, a beautiful Irish boxer as gentle on the piano as he is brutal in the ring. He proves as relentless in life, fighting for a place in her world even as she pushes him away, trying to protect him from her killer tendencies.
But neither foresees the sinister presence waiting for Layla at the end of the Red Dirt Road.
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About Annie
For lagniappe (a little extra), a virtual cup of café au lait and beignets, please visit Annie’s website. She can also be found on Facebook & Twitter.
Born and raised in New Orleans, Annie has a habit of shortening her words and telling long stories. She speaks with a southern flair and cooks with it too. At the tender age of twenty- one, she hitched up her wagons (took her first plane ride) and moved out west to the big shake (California). Her writing career began one sleepless night when she imagined a gorgeous woman and a man with maniacal hair floating above her like lightening bugs falling from the sky. Curious about them, their story, and why they were floating around in her head, she sat down and penned (typed) her first novel, Marigny Street. A dream come true for her, she hasn’t stopped writing since. She loves a damn good love story, always has, no matter what the genre. She is particularly moved by imperfect love that in its own unique way is perfect, the notion of love at first sight, soul mates, and things that are generally out of the norm.
When she’s not writing she enjoys dabbling in photography and finding new, inspirational music to add to her collection. She currently (still) resides in the big shake (although her southern roots are calling her home) with her husband, daughter, and their two peculiar dogs, Boudreaux and Tabasco (who, call her crazy, bark with an accent).
Teaser
Reviewing in Chaos
Oh, please, I thought to myself. Every
one of you, please sing with me so that I can stare at this bizarre,
fedora-wearing, tattooed man who is singeing my body on this very stage. Oh,
would you please give this girl a break.
And by some unknown
miracle, the crowd started singing along, proudly, with the words I had just
left them with, while I stared in awe at the piano-playing angel.
His eyes were sealed
tight, his head bopping to the beat of the music. He was graceful, brilliant,
muscular, perfection sitting right here before me. I kept the mic down in case
something that was not supposed to slip out did. I ran my fingers
across my mouth, wanting to make sure I wasn’t drooling. No, not yet.
I walked closer to
the piano and slid my fingers across the cold, hard, black wood. He looked up
for just a moment, and a slight smile crept across his perfect face. Could I
even finish the song? My mind, stuck in the burning state that it was in, was
having a hard time telling my body, my lips, how to move.
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