Story By Katie Gerrel
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Katie Gerrel

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I mainly write romance novels but I mix it with a twist. Its thriller, horror, scifi. I like to think it\'s not a normal romance without action and thrill to it. These are my first books punished so thank you to anyone reading.
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Vera
Updated at Apr 2, 2022, 19:13
Meeting the mysterious girl that's been locked away forever. Who is she? What secrets does she hold? Vera struggles through life in the facility she was raised in, where she is treated like a test subject instead of a human. soon she meets Nick, the new bodyguard. Together they build an unexpected relationship and fight through challenges together. Will they make it through? or will the world tear them apart along the way?
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Head of Desire
Updated at Jun 23, 2021, 18:32
When a small town girl finds herself doing a job for and unexpected customer, what happens when he finds himself drawn to her? What will she do when the hands of fate rip everything she has away and places her in someone else's mind?
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The Risk
Updated at Mar 10, 2021, 19:53
Reina has one hope for life, to find a reason to live. After running away from an abusive home the main protagonist struggles in a life of constant work and hardships. Until one day she meets a man. She is forced into another life she didnt ask for, Or did she? (small clip) "Take off the apron, your not sleeping in it.", I look back towards him and freeze as he takes off his his jacket. His large muscular arms have a tattoo running down his left arm. He looks amazing... I gasp and look away as I notice him staring at me with a smirk.I hear him approach me and freeze. Once hes in front of me I feel his hands gently stroke up my arms and to neck. I feel him pull on the apron string as it unties and falls forward. He then slowly runs his fingers down my back giving me chills as he unties the last stings. the apron landing on the floor quietly. We stand still for a moment. I can feel his breath on the top of my head and his hands rest gently on my lower back. I study his tattoos as I'm blushing uncontrollablely. A beautiful Phoenix adores his left bicep, the tail feathers running down his arm and wrapping around his wrist like rope. The moment is gone as he backs away with one long step before quickly turning and walking toward the sleeping back. He throws it open and motions for me to get in.
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