ROMANCE DWELLS WITHIN A HEART OF GOLD
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ROMANCE DWELLS WITHIN A HEART OF GOLD BLOG HOP TOUR (MARCH 23-25
1) HAVE FUN!!!
2) INVITE ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS!!! SPREAD THE WORD!!!
3) THIS TOUR STARTS: Friday, March 23rd
THIS TOUR ENDS: Sunday, March 25th, at Midnight (Arizona Time)
***Winners will be drawn and posted Monday, March 26th! ***
4) MEET AND MINGLE WITH ALL THE AUTHORS & BOOK PAGES! EXPERIENCE A NEW DESTINATION AT EVERY STOP! PARTICIPATE IN EVERY BLOG CONTEST AND BE ENTERED FOR CHANCES TO WIN MULTIPLE PRIZES! EVERY BLOG VISITED IS ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO WIN!!
5) PARTICIPATION AT ALL BLOGS IS RECOMMENDED, BUT NOT REQUIRED. REMEMBER, THE MORE BLOGS YOU HOP, THE BETTER YOUR CHANCES OF WINNING PRIZES. EVERY AUTHOR & BOOK PAGE IS WAITING TO MEET AND INTERACT WITH YOU, SO PLEASE BE SURE TO SHOW THEM SOME LOVE!
6) DID I MENTION TO HAVE FUN? WHOO! HOO!! HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO
Romance does dwell in a heart of gold.
Inside that heart of gold is love.
Inside that love is the key to a lifetime of happiness.
Last Chance to Run
After two years of being held captive Patricia Daily found her chance to run and took it.
Tracy knew the warm wet liquid oozing down the side of her head was blood. After jumping out the window, she hit the rocks and the damage to her head wasn’t her only injury.
She leaned against the building to catch her breath. The concrete blocks heated her skin and the wet grass, soaked her feet. She didn’t care, not today. Tracy inched along the wall, listening for anything that would tell her she was being followed.
Mac told her the truck would be along the tree line behind the main house. It would be brown and rusty, but it ran and that’s all that mattered now.
She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart, as she stopped at the corner and peered around. The truck was there, just as Mac had promised. All Tracy needed to do was make it across the compound and past the main house. Mac’s diversion had all the guards heading towards the houses where the prisoners were kept.
With only a few minutes to spare, it was now or never. Tracy took off in a dead run towards the truck and knew she was only seconds from freedom when the front door to the house opened.
Tracy didn’t stop to find out who it was. She could hear them behind her. Loud explosions surrounded her as the bullets whizzed past her head. She knew to run in a zigzag pattern, she remembered the stories her dad told her explaining how that saved his life. Now she depended on everything he taught her it to save hers. If they catch her again, they would kill her. With Dex gone they had no use for her, the revenge was his, not theirs.
She dove into the trees and looked around for something to use against them, and came up empty. The compound was surrounded by the security fence with razor wire on top. It was no match for her; she’d already tried climbing it once. This time had to work, she had to get away. She moved further into the darkness when the impact threw her up against the tree. The heat raced through her followed by the pain, it went thru her shoulder, she could tell. It’s wasn’t the first time they’d shot her. Tracy couldn’t move her right arm, still she crawled to get as close as possible to the truck. She was inches from seeing her Dad, being with Jake. She clawed at the dirt and moved closer when a hand snaked out of the shadows and wrapped around her face and covered her mouth.
No, they couldn’t catch her, she's too close, Mac wouldn’t make it. Tracy struggled, she was not going back, she would die first. Tracy had fought for her freedom for two years now and this was her last chance to run.
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ROMANCE DWELLS WITHIN A HEART OF GOLD BLOG HOP TOUR (MARCH 23-25
1) HAVE FUN!!!
2) INVITE ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS!!! SPREAD THE WORD!!!
3) THIS TOUR STARTS: Friday, March 23rd
THIS TOUR ENDS: Sunday, March 25th, at Midnight (Arizona Time)
***Winners will be drawn and posted Monday, March 26th! ***
4) MEET AND MINGLE WITH ALL THE AUTHORS & BOOK PAGES! EXPERIENCE A NEW DESTINATION AT EVERY STOP! PARTICIPATE IN EVERY BLOG CONTEST AND BE ENTERED FOR CHANCES TO WIN MULTIPLE PRIZES! EVERY BLOG VISITED IS ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO WIN!!
5) PARTICIPATION AT ALL BLOGS IS RECOMMENDED, BUT NOT REQUIRED. REMEMBER, THE MORE BLOGS YOU HOP, THE BETTER YOUR CHANCES OF WINNING PRIZES. EVERY AUTHOR & BOOK PAGE IS WAITING TO MEET AND INTERACT WITH YOU, SO PLEASE BE SURE TO SHOW THEM SOME LOVE!
6) DID I MENTION TO HAVE FUN? WHOO! HOO!! HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO
Romance does dwell in a heart of gold.
Inside that heart of gold is love.
Inside that love is the key to a lifetime of happiness.
Last Chance to Run
After two years of being held captive Patricia Daily found her chance to run and took it.
Tracy knew the warm wet liquid oozing down the side of her head was blood. After jumping out the window, she hit the rocks and the damage to her head wasn’t her only injury.
She leaned against the building to catch her breath. The concrete blocks heated her skin and the wet grass, soaked her feet. She didn’t care, not today. Tracy inched along the wall, listening for anything that would tell her she was being followed.
Mac told her the truck would be along the tree line behind the main house. It would be brown and rusty, but it ran and that’s all that mattered now.
She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart, as she stopped at the corner and peered around. The truck was there, just as Mac had promised. All Tracy needed to do was make it across the compound and past the main house. Mac’s diversion had all the guards heading towards the houses where the prisoners were kept.
With only a few minutes to spare, it was now or never. Tracy took off in a dead run towards the truck and knew she was only seconds from freedom when the front door to the house opened.
Tracy didn’t stop to find out who it was. She could hear them behind her. Loud explosions surrounded her as the bullets whizzed past her head. She knew to run in a zigzag pattern, she remembered the stories her dad told her explaining how that saved his life. Now she depended on everything he taught her it to save hers. If they catch her again, they would kill her. With Dex gone they had no use for her, the revenge was his, not theirs.
She dove into the trees and looked around for something to use against them, and came up empty. The compound was surrounded by the security fence with razor wire on top. It was no match for her; she’d already tried climbing it once. This time had to work, she had to get away. She moved further into the darkness when the impact threw her up against the tree. The heat raced through her followed by the pain, it went thru her shoulder, she could tell. It’s wasn’t the first time they’d shot her. Tracy couldn’t move her right arm, still she crawled to get as close as possible to the truck. She was inches from seeing her Dad, being with Jake. She clawed at the dirt and moved closer when a hand snaked out of the shadows and wrapped around her face and covered her mouth.
No, they couldn’t catch her, she's too close, Mac wouldn’t make it. Tracy struggled, she was not going back, she would die first. Tracy had fought for her freedom for two years now and this was her last chance to run.
Visit the link below and visit all the other sites for a chance to win wonderful prizes and meet some amazing authors.
Leave a comment below, and leave your e-mail address, to be entered into a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card
This is a Blog Hop!
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