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and state on it had
read Madison,
Wisconsin . He was still
stunned by what he read. Was she his Khristen Roberts? Well, maybe
not his but the magazine’s?
It had to be her—the
woman Ric Scott had recommended for the article that would most
likely end his career. How many Madison, Wisconsin Khristen Roberts
could there be in the world?
He hoped there was only
one—the one who sparked something in him he once thought did not
have a chance to ignite ever again; the one who for a few hours
made him remember he was just a regular Joe, not the Universal
Wrestling World Champion; the very one making her way down the
little departure hallway. If he didn’t follow suit, he’d lose her
in the crowd.
He grabbed his athletic
bag and followed her. If he lost her, he would either have to call
all over Maui looking for her or contact Ric Scott to find out
where Khristen Roberts from his newly acquired magazine was
staying. As he saw it, his only option was the former.
Dear Reader,
I’m not
much on putting words to paper, action is more up my alley. I’m
Flame, the reigning champion in the Universal Wrestling World
(UWW). So why am I here?
I grew up in a wrestling family
and cut my teeth on the squared circle, which by the way is the
only “lady” I trust any more.
I’ve gone and bought out a
small press magazine in Madison, Wisconsin that was going nowhere
fast, hired a woman by the name of Khristen Roberts, who according
to the editor-in-chief is untrained and wants nothing more than to
be a journalist.
Okay, I’m a sucker in helping
people out, it’s my one weakness, if I have any. Problem is she’s
on vacation in Hawaii. I’ve got to catch up with her somewhere
along the line for her to join up with me and the UWW. I just hope
Khristen is up for the ride…it’s always a trip.
Yours
truly,
The
Flame
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Inspirational
Paranormal Romance by Maxine
Douglas
Chapter
One
“‘ Let It
Snow’ on this...” the radio DJ hummed through the radio. Before
long I was humming along with the classic Christmas song that more
than described the frightful weather.
The snow truly fit
snow-packed Interstate 94 which I travel westbound weekly. With
less than a week until Christmas, I dropped the load in Gary,
Indiana. Then with a mere eight miles to go before hitting Chicago,
I can head back home to Wisconsin and my little girl. Damn if I’ll
let her spend it with strangers again. I promised and mean every
word.
The northwest wind whips
across Lake Michigan, causing the blinding lake-effect snow I
hate—the trucker’s nightmare I’ve learned to ignore.
I’m on a mission, damn
it, and no stupid storm will stop me.
Still, I have to admit
visibility is slim, like driving through a kaleidoscope of white.
The effect plays tricks on my eyes, but I squint, refusing to pull
over. I’ve never allowed the weather to interfere with my job, and
I’m not about to start now—especially this close to spending
Christmas with my family for the first time since my baby daughter
was born three years before. She was my Christmas miracle, Isabella
Mae Thomas—perfect in every way. Crystal-blue eyes sparkle even
when full of sad little baby tears. Light, curly, strawberry-blonde
hair falls above her shoulders, framing her round little face and
chubby cheeks, giving her a cherub look. Sandi named her Bella, and
I was fine with that, as long as a glittering vampire didn’t show
up at our front door with a large wolf at its side.
I chuckle. “I
have a feeling Sandi would have been thrilled to have a Twilight family of her own.” I chuckle again at the thought of
chasing both off while Sandi asks them to come in for dinner. I
take my gaze off the road for