Dying isn’t just hard on the ones left behind, the regret of unfinished lives weighs heavily on the terminally ill. That’s where Dire’s Club steps in, a specialty travel agency that takes a small group of dying people on one final adventure—so they can be free of guilt, be more than a diagnosis, and find a way to confront life…and death.
Life Coach Charlotte Claybrooke built a successful second career guiding people out of grief, but the impending tenth anniversary of her own heart-wrenching tragedy sets her on a journey to find life among the dying.
Staring death in the face was Jimmy Dire’s business. He met it with a warm hug, a kind word, and a smile. Dire’s Club gave the terminally ill one final, bucket-list adventure before passing on, but dying was expensive. The bills, like Jimmy’s lies, were piling up. It’s only a matter of time before he’s forced to face a different type of death.
A rock god, a telenovela star, a grandmother living her life-long dream, and a young tech genius round out this group of strangers facing death together. But when tragedy strikes, their bond is shattered. Lies and fraud surface, forcing the dying to come together to save someone’s life.
Everybody dies. The lucky ones have fun doing it.
Constant spinning, round and round and round, temperatures rise and fall from stifling heat to chilling cold, emotions run high in anticipation of what will happen next… there’s a fine line between surviving a tornado and falling in love.
A close encounter with a tornado, during the final months of her doctoral studies, jogs a lost memory to the surface. Desperate to relive the vision and find answers, storm chaser Elaina Adams continually puts her safety at risk by placing herself in the path of dangerous storms.
When betrayal strikes, Elaina is forced to pair up with Robert Tucker. “Tuck” owns a storm chasing tour group and only cares about two things: chasing tornadoes and making his next buck.
Seth Maddux was climbing his way to the top as the star meteorologist for the Forecast channel, but an embarrassing outburst on camera sent his career on a downward spiral. Hoping to reignite his career with a promising field assignment, he meets Elaina and a different kind of flame sparks.
Family secrets surface and passions explode in this twister of a tale.
Vortex is a story of family, love, identity and determination set against the thrilling backdrop of Tornado Alley.
PHOENIX (Book 1)
Amanda Martin didn’t believe in casual Fridays.
Sloppy dress, sloppy work, she thought as matching golf-shirt-clad tellers ignored the growing line.
Amanda paused at the door as she weighed her options. How long would it take her to deposit eighty hundred dollar bills into the ATM? Why didn’t Josh have HR cut her a check? Should she just wait it out for a teller? Why did Josh clean out his office? What is in El Paso? Or, who? And, what’s her bra size? The thumping headache from polishing off a bottle of wine alone jumbled her usually decisive thoughts.
“Dammit, Josh,” she murmured.
The line curved back on itself twice and each of the three tellers had four customers before it would be her turn at the window. The envelope of money poked at her collarbone from its haven in the interior pocket of her coat. No matter how she tried to maneuver it to a more comfortable position, the corner of the envelope continued to jab her.
She sighed, it’s probably a sign. Quarterly bonuses were standard for her at the mid-sized investment firm where she worked. But, this was different. It felt like a payoff.
PARDON FALLS (Book 2)
Even though she’d been paddling across this calm part of the Rio Grande to Mexico for the past several weeks, Amanda Martin waited, holding her breath, listening for sounds other than the tinkling of the river.
The nose of the canoe collided with the shore, and she checked the depth of the river with her paddle, convincing herself the murky water wouldn’t fill her rain boots.
She pulled the boat into tall, bamboo-like weeds to camouflage it, the blades of leaves grasping her bare shoulders like the fingers of the dead. Despite the triple digit heat, goosebumps erupted on her arms.
Amanda emerged and waded through sandy gravel lining the floor of the small canyon. The permanent shadow of the walls made her feel like she was ensconced in a womb, birthing her from the relative safety of far south Texas to the cartel-ruled northern Mexico. Unlike her actual birth and childhood, she was not the dutiful daughter who followed her parents’ rules without question.
In this life, she was an orphan.
Forced on her journey alone.
PROSPERA PASS (Book 3)
The exhale of her door opening jolted Amanda awake. The Mexican desert faded in her mind, taking David and Josh with it.
Cruel reality confronted her with white-washed walls, air conditioning and the constant beep of a machine that told her, unfortunately, she was still alive.
The slow click of heels announced her guest. Doctors and nurses rushed in with short steps, the sound of their footfalls smothered by sneakers. Father Joaquin’s steps were always deliberate, always steady and, most days, welcomed.
“Mija, are you sleeping?” He dragged the chair across the linoleum.
“If I was, I’m not now.” She pushed herself upright, wincing as an ache sliced through her hips. That happened when Amanda daydreamed about before. She’d forget about the rock tumbler of a river that’d fractured her pelvis and left her with a splotchy scar kissing her temple.
The priest laughed as he folded himself into the chair. “I spoke with the doctor. He’s happy with your progress. Mostly…”