The Hail MaryWaiting Series Book 3Adult Contemporary Romance, Coming of Age TrilogySixteen years is a long time. In a marriage, it's a milestone. On the gridiron, it's a miracle. Reed Johnson wants more time for everything, but time is funny that way.It can be cruel.With a body that can't quite take the hits it used to and a heart tired of being torn in two different directions, Reed is faced with a reality he's not quite ready for—life without the game. He became a man under Friday night game lights and in college stadium tunnels, and without the grit and the glory that's earned ten yards at a time, he's afraid of what kind of man he'll be.But there's more than a game at stake now.Reed's wife, Nolan, is afraid too. She's seen what can happen when the love of her life pushes himself too hard, and she can't escape the nightmares she relives after almost losing her entire world to one single play on the field.There is no...

Arizona Wakefield was a beat without a melody. Living a half-breathing life in a half-finished neighborhood with parents who always wore half-hearted smiles, the high school senior only had one thing that let her color outside her family's perfectly drawn lines—her drums.Jesse Barringer was a song without a chorus. The son of a washed-up rock star who's also one hell of a deadbeat dad, he was given two things from his father—musical genius and a genetic link to the bipolar disorder that drives him mad.One night in a garage at the end of a cul-de-sac in the middle of a bankrupt California neighborhood, Jesse's melody found Arizona's rhythm. An angry boy with storm-colored eyes found a blonde angel in Doc Martens with missing lines in her own story. Where her rhythm stopped, his words took over, and together, they wrote one hell of a story.** Drummer Girl is a mature YA/New Adult romance that touches on mental health, drug abuse and includes...

They say everyone's a superhero to someone. I'm not sure who I'm supposed to save, but I know who saved me. We were kids. His name was Christopher. And up until the day he pulled me from death's grip, he was nothing more than a boy I felt sorry for. In a blink of an eye, he became the only person who made me feel safe. And then he disappeared. Now I'm seventeen. I'm not a kid anymore. I haven't been for years. While death didn't take me that day, the things that happened left me with scars—the kind that robbed me of everything I once loved and drove me into darkness. But more than anything else, that day—and every day since—has taken away my desire to dream. I wasn't going to have hope. I wouldn't let myself wish. Those things—they weren't for girls like me. That's what I believed...until the new boy. He's nothing like the old boy. He's taller and older. His hair is longer, and his body is...