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Marie:
I married a monster — a member of a motorcycle club. I was okay with him blurring the lines until the lines he crossed turned against me. He wasn’t always a monster, or he hid it well. I wouldn’t have married him if I’d known. By the time his true colors showed, I was pregnant with no way out. Until one day, years of planning paid off, and I was able to run away with my daughter.
I found my footing in the foothills of Pennsylvania, thinking I would be far from any MC. I was wrong.

Mickey:
As a member of The Devil’s Crusaders, not much escapes me in Wakeman. Especially not the tiny, fiery redhead who strolled into town, so obviously hiding from something. She made my blood boil in the best way possible. I’d avoided taking an old lady, instead, choosing to spend my years raising my daughter. Not anymore. Not since Marie. I was ready, and she was it for me. I just had to find out what she was hiding from before it finally catches up to her.

 

 

Reflecting on another year without my dad.

A day came and went this year that I didn’t pay my normal attention to. I was at a signing in Arizona visiting my cousin. I remember thinking about it briefly and mentioning that it had been twenty-seven years since my dad passed away. Normally, I try to go to Lake Erie where his ashes are scattered, not because I’m sad and I need to shed tears, but usually to reflect.
This year, I didn’t do that and my reflection has been simmering below the surface. Maybe it’s like one of those emotional weights that if you don’t work out it simmers until it explodes. And perhaps, this year, I see certain similarities that are making me reflect more so. My dad was thirty-six when he died and he had four kids. This year, on the anniversary of his death, I was thirty-six and I have four kids.
I’ve been thinking about my life. Am I doing everything I want to do? Am I happy? Am I being the best version of me I can be? Would he be proud of me? If he had gotten clean and sober, would he be a man I would like? Would he be a man I would want around his grandkids? Would he like my husband?
There’s a lot there right?
I know I don’t have real answers to all of those questions. I can say, I love my family I’ve created. I can say I’m happy. Could I be happier? Sure, if there was a little more money and a little less laundry and a little more time for myself, but I’m striving and that’s important.
But not him.
Not my dad.
See he was an addict with a bad heart since he was born, so add abuse and it made for a lethal combination. This has been a part of me. It’s shaped me. In some ways to my detriment and in other ways to my benefit. Even though he was messed up, heavy with his hand, he somehow taught me family values. I share a bond with my brother and sisters that is so vibrantly tangible.
I have too much empathy. I say too much because I feel bad for the addicts I still know and love. I want to help them. Now, in my adulthood, I’ve learned about boundaries, but that path wasn’t an easy one to take, and sometimes I’m still walking it.
I’ve struggled with self-worth my entire life because of my upbringing.
But I’ve learned things in the Twenty-seven years he’s been gone.
I’ve learned even though I wonder if he would be proud of me, that it doesn’t really matter. What matters is the way my daughter perceives me when she attends a book signing with me. Now, her being proud of me–that matters.
Mostly, with thinking about him being gone for so long, I’ve felt gratitude. I’m his age, with lots of babies. I get the privilege of raising them and spending every day with them. My laundry may be overflowing, always, and my insides might be panicking over an upcoming dentist bill, but I get to have that.
And he doesn’t; stopped having that a long time ago.
And that’s okay.
I don’t think he got that, or ever really understood what being grateful for his family meant. I’m sure that’s part of the sickness of addiction. But in his death, he taught me to be grateful. He taught me that I’d do whatever it takes for my family. He struggled to be the best version of himself, but in all of that, especially in his death he taught me about love.
So, thanks, Dad. Sorry I didn’t stop out to the lake this year. But I think even in your death, you somehow made this life a little brighter. There were things that were horrible about you. But, you gave me music. You taught me to dance freely and sing loudly with my kids. You gave me family meals at the table. You taught me to play chess. You taught me world domination in the form of Risk. You read. I’m not sure if you wrote much or drew much, but I imagine that if you had a sober mind, it would’ve been a mind filled with stories. I’d like to think that the part of me that needs to write down all of my thoughts and feelings is a little bit from you and that you’d love that I write books.
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Cut Wide Open, A Bleeding Scars MC

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Whoop! You want some dates of my upcoming release?? The cover reveal is March 3rd! It is so incredibly sexy. This is a new MC, that is darker and more erotic than my last series. Each book will be able to be read as a stand alone. As it stands right now I have four books that I’m playing around with. This one was fun for me to write as well as challenging. It releases March 20th 2017.

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One day you held my hand. One day you loved me.

Then you were gone.

At sixteen, I lost the only love I’d ever known. Thrown back into the foster system, pregnant and alone, I prayed that you’d come for me and save me from life’s cruelties. Only the next time I saw you, it was too late.

Doing what I needed to do to provide for my son, we were finally brought face to face. It should have been the best day of my life, but it was far from it. It was the worst.

That day a monster took me and held me captive.
I begged for my life. I prayed for my son. I dreamt of you, the memories keeping me alive.

You finally came for me. You were my heart. My Salvation.
But sometimes the heart is too damaged, too broken, to be saved.

And sometimes monsters have a way of coming back to haunt me.

*This is a dark story. It is intended for mature audiences. If you need a trigger warning then this book isn’t for you. I have other books of mine that I’d recommend like Current or Tainted by Crazy, but not this one.

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Title: Current
Author: Abby McCarthy 
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Date: February 9, 2016

 

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One look was all it took for fifteen-year-old June Withers to fall in love with Jake Daniels. One moment was all it took for the river’s current to take everything from them.June would have done anything for Jake. The two were inseparable. He was going to run away to be with her. Then, his abusive father destroyed their happiness.

Years later, June sits down to write a review for the band Silent Tides and is floored when she comes face to face with Lucas the keyboardist. Lucas looks so familiar; the resemblance to Jake is uncanny.

June falls fast and hard for Lucas, but she continuously questions her feelings for him, unsure if they are because he reminds her of Jake or because of who he is.

Just when June thinks she’s found happiness with Lucas, she loses him too. Their new love is torn apart, clouded in a veil of deceit and lies, shattering June.

Six years pass and June feels like she finally has found peace in her life. Once again, it’s ripped wide open when she comes face to face with a love from her past.

Now it’s June who has a secret.



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I remember a moment like this. One where it felt like the entire universe paused and shifted right under my feet. A moment where a truth changed everything. At this moment, I am altered.Jake Daniels is standing in front of me.

“No, I can’t believe it,” I say with a fierceness I didn’t know I was capable of.

“Listen, I know there’s some damage, but don’t worry we’ll get it fixed,” Stout says in an easy going voice.

My body is locked tight ignoring Stout, my eyes are locked hard on Jake.

“Juniper,” Jake’s voice is soft as he sets down the wrench in his hand and takes a careful step towards me. Careful like he’s afraid I’ll bolt, like he sees something in my eyes that he isn’t quite sure of. It’s an emotion he has never seen before on me; straight incomprehensible fury.

“Don’t you dare ‘Juniper’ me. You lost that right you son of a bitch!” I hiss and watch Jake freeze in his step. “You Goddamn motherfucking…” I don’t finish. The anger I feel towards him overwhelms me. I lunge for him and smack him as hard as I can. He’s taller than me by a lot and I have to reach to hit him. I claw and scratch. Kick and punch. I’m so angry.

“Twenty-five minutes from us. You’re twenty-five minutes.” I’m hysterical.

Jake lets me get hits in on him, then says, “Enough.” His voice is darker and deeper than I remember. He scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing.

“Boss, need a few,” he says like I’m not pounding on his back and screaming.

“Put me down, Jake Daniels!”

“Feisty one huh, Jake,” Stout chuckles, then says, “take all the time you need.”

Jake walks us up a set of metal stairs and through a door. My world is flipped upside down when he rights me and deposits me on the edge of a desk, then wraps his arms tightly around me, including my arms so that I can’t move.

“Calm down, June,” he says.

I breathe in and out, deep breaths, trying to calm myself. I won’t look at Jake. I can’t. I’m afraid that if I do, I’ll get drawn right back into him. My eyes are trained on a certification award on the wall behind the desk. My body is rigid. I try not to think about the fact that I am in Jake’s arms and his beautiful masculine scent is surrounding me. Instead, I focus on my behavior and try to get it under control. I’ve thought about how I would be if I saw him again, but no way did those thoughts include me going batshit crazy.

 

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Abby McCarthy is a reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. Words have flowed from her, to review and with the support of amazing friends in the Indie community she has decided to pursue her dream of writing! She loves to write and read romance, because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether it be flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection? 

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One look was all it took for fifteen-year-old June Withers to fall in love with Jake Daniels. One moment was all it took for the river’s current to take everything from them.

June would have done anything for Jake. The two were inseparable. He was going to run away to be with her. Then, his abusive father destroyed their happiness.

Years later, June sits down to write a review for the band Silent Tides and is floored when she comes face to face with Lucas the keyboardist. Lucas looks so familiar; the resemblance to Jake is uncanny.

June falls fast and hard for Lucas, but she continuously questions her feelings for him, unsure if they are because he reminds her of Jake or because of who he is.

Just when June thinks she’s found happiness with Lucas, she loses him too. Their new love is torn apart, clouded in a veil of deceit and lies, shattering June.

Six years pass and June feels like she finally has found peace in her life. Once again, it’s ripped wide open when she comes face to face with a love from her past.

Now it’s June who has a secret

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“Jake! Where the hell are you? We should’ve been out on the water by now!” Shit, Jake thought. The old man didn’t sound good today. He wondered if he even slept. When Jake left early this morning, his old man hadn’t come home yet which could mean so many things.

Jake looked over to June who was decent and breathed a sigh of relief as his dad walked through the clearing. If his dad was just minutes earlier he would have seen June. The thought sickened Jake.
June stood up as soon as she saw Mr. Daniels, her cheeks flushed pink from embarrassment and she hoped he had no idea what they had been up too.

“Hi, Mr. Daniels,” she said.

“You again, huh? You’re the reason Jake isn’t where he’s supposed to be, aren’t you?”

June didn’t know what to say. She heard Mike Daniels say unkind things to Jake, but he had never been rude to June before. Jake reached June and slipped his hand in hers and gave her a look that said don’t answer him.

“I’m coming now, Dad,” Jake said. June was instantly sad that she had to leave Jake.

“I’m good at cleaning fish. I bet I’d be a great help on the boat Mr. Daniels,” June offered up ignoring the glare Jake gave her. She knew he didn’t want her around his old man, but she also knew her time was coming to an end.

Mr. Daniels was quiet and thought for a moment and said, “Fine. Let’s go.”

Jake felt it low and in the pit of his stomach that something about this was a bad idea, but when June squeezed his hand and said, “Please,” he couldn’t deny her.

The fishing boat was not a luxury boat. It was a dirty, slightly rusty boat, with large nets hanging off the front of it, and other fishing contraptions off the back that June had no idea what they did. When she thought of fishing, she thought of how her dad did it with a pole, a couple of beers and a day out with friends. There were poles attached on the side of the boat and baskets attached to the opposite side. It became very clear to June that this was not a leisurely trip down the river.

Jake cringed when June sat on the bench that he knew had dried fish guts staining it. He hated that her pretty dress was going to be ruined before the day was over. He hated even more, when he saw his dad take the whiskey bottle to his lips before pushing off their small dock. He never wanted June to be around his dad, and for once, he instantly regretted giving in to her quiet plea to go with them. He was shocked his dad agreed in the first place.
The boat pushed off the dock and Jake dropped cages to catch crawfish and he explained to June that they would sweep back around and grab them on the way back.

“Less talking. More work,” Mr. Daniels yelled more angrily than necessary at the young couple.

June quickly asked, “What can I do?”

Jake tensed at his dad’s tone and then tensed again when he watched him take the fifth of whiskey to his lips finishing the bottle.

Eventually, they reached a spot on the river where Mr. Daniels swore the fish would be biting. Jake showed June how to bait and cast out a line, taking his time in making sure she learned it right.

“If I’d thought this was going to be a day of you trying to get in your girlfriend’s pants, I’d have thought twice about letting her tag along,” Mike Daniels spat at the two, jealous that they had each other and angry that he no longer had his sweet wife. She was always the only person who made him good. Without her, he had nothing. He never felt connected to Jake. Jake always occupied his wife’s time and Mike resented that. He hated Jake even more for it when he no longer had her.

Jake cringed again at the vulgar words his dad used around June, mouthing, “Sorry,” to her.
June responded by squeezing Jake’s hand and for the first time she got a small glimpse at what Jake went through on a daily basis. Her heart hurt for him and she was going to do her best not to let Mr. Daniels harsh words get to her.

Mr. Daniels pushed past the two and intentionally shoulder-checked Jake. Jake knew not to stand up to his old man, especially not when June was there, so he gritted his teeth and tried to check his temper. Jake was angry that his dad was acting like this in front of June. He could take it, but didn’t need for June to put up with it.

Mr. Daniels threw a line out, stationed his rod and then cast another, doing it all rather clumsily. The boat swayed side to side and Jake thought there would be no swimming for the pair tonight, the river was far too choppy. It was one of the reasons he didn’t rush to the boat. He never thought his dad would want to fish in this.

June squealed with excitement when she felt a tug on the line. Jake told her to reel it slow at first and let the fish think that he was getting the bait, that way the fish would really get hooked. She did as instructed and after a few minutes of give and take on the line, she reeled in her first fish. It was small, too small to sell, and so Jake showed her how to unhook it and then he threw it back in. Jake caught several large fish while his dad had yet to catch one.

The clouds looked heavy and low, signaling to Jake that a bad storm might be coming.

“I don’t think we should stay out here, not if we’re going to pick up our baskets on the way back,” Jake said to his dad.

Mike Daniels looked furiously at Jake. He knew when to call it quits. It was his boat. He’d been fishing on this river since he was a boy. Maybe he shouldn’t have had that extra fifth of whiskey with breakfast-who was he kidding-for breakfast, but it didn’t matter he knew when to call it quits and that wasn’t yet. He needed more fish. He needed a bigger haul. He lost big on the tables last night and if he didn’t come up with money to pay Mr. Stevens there would be hell to pay. He’d already lost the farm and that shit son of his couldn’t even catch enough fish to help pay his debts. What good was he, anyways?

“The fuck did you say, boy? I’ll tell you when we’re ready to go.”

June flinched at Mr. Daniels tone but tried to not let Jake see it had affected her. She also tried not to flinch when Mr. Daniels threw out his line and snagged his rig against a bunch of turned up branches that the coming storm was pushing down the river.

“That’s a fifty dollar rig. Get your ass in the water and go get it,” he said to Jake. Jake wanted to argue about the fast current and how dangerous it was. He also hated the thought of leaving June alone with his old man even for a second, but he could tell by his old man’s tone that today could get even worse than it already was. Jake stripped off his jeans, into his boxers and quickly jumped into the murky water, looking back at June once before plunging under the water.

June’s stomach tightened. Every second Jake was in the water was a second she felt like she couldn’t breathe.

It happened fast. Mike Daniels was too close to June for comfort.

“You know I saw you two together. I didn’t figure you for a whore, but at least my boy is getting some. I’m thinking I should get a taste. See what all the fuss is about that’s been keeping him so busy.”

June froze. She didn’t want Mr. Daniels to come any closer to her, but she needed to make sure that Jake was okay.

Jake emerged from under the water near the brush. The water was choppy, and there were more limbs below the surface than above. He reached out and tried to unhook the rig, but the tumultuous waters pushed a sharp jagged stick into his ribs. He felt it cut his skin, but he had to go on.

“Stop!” he heard the faint cry from June, and turned his head back to see why she was yelling. His dad had his hands on June and was groping one of June’s breasts.

“No!” she yelled again and he watched as she struck out and smacked his dad. He needed to get to her, he knew what happened when he tried to fight back and. Fighting back only made it worse.

He couldn’t swim back fast enough to the boat. His arms burned with how hard he was trying to get to her. The sky opened up and sent large pellets of water everywhere. Jake could barely see through the dense rain. He pushed himself as hard as he could but felt like he was failing when he saw his dad grab her by the back of her hair and force her to her knees, with his other hand around her throat. He knew his dad was sick, but he never imagined him trying to do something as vile as this.

Jake reached the boat just as his dad’s belt buckle was being undone and his world went black.


 

About Abby McCarthy

 

Abby McCarthy is reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. Words have flowed from her, to review and with the support of amazing friends in the Indie community she has decided to pursue her dream of writing! She loves to write and read romance, because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether it be flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection?

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One look was all it took for fifteen-year-old June Withers to fall in love with Jake Daniels. One moment was all it took for the river’s current to take everything from them.

June would have done anything for Jake. The two were inseparable. He was going to run away to be with her. Then, his abusive father destroyed their happiness.

Years later, June sits down to write a review for the band Silent Tides and is floored when she comes face to face with Lucas the keyboardist. Lucas looks so familiar; the resemblance to Jake is uncanny.

June falls fast and hard for Lucas, but she continuously questions her feelings for him, unsure if they are because he reminds her of Jake or because of who he is.

Just when June thinks she’s found happiness with Lucas, she loses him too. Their new love is torn apart, clouded in a veil of deceit and lies, shattering June.

Six years pass and June feels like she finally has found peace in her life. Once again, it’s ripped wide open when she comes face to face with a love from her past.

Now it’s June who has a secret

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Abby McCarthy is reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. Words have flowed from her, to review and with the support of amazing friends in the Indie community she has decided to pursue her dream of writing! She loves to write and read romance, because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether it be flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection?

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Top 10 reasons authors write romance originally posted on April’s Crazy Blogfest

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Because every boyfriend has the glorious V

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Bikers are always sexy

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Because inside every woman is the little girl who dreams of prince charming

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Writing romance is way more fun than laundry

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Writing romance makes happy husbands

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Research for scenes makes even happier husbands

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You can create the perfect love

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We may be secret masochist and want to torture our readers

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It’s just as much fun to break your heart as it is to put it back together

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My name is Abby McCarthy and I write romance. I write romance because I am in love with LOVE!

I love the happy ever afters- I love the-rip your heart outs. I just love Romance. In 2014 I released my first book Wreck You. My most popular quote from Wreck You is

 

 

“Is there such a thing as girl blue balls? That’s how I feel, like I’m blue-jayed, a blue balled va-jay-jay.”

As a writer I love to make the reader feel all kinds of emotions. With me you will get laughter, love and angst. You will also get a happy ever after. It’s something I like when I read, so I write what I like.

December 2014 I published Fight You, the second book in The Wrecked Series. Fight You is suspenseful and angst filled.

 

“You are a mosaic of beautifully broken pieces put together.”

In May of 2015 I released my third novel, Hurt You. It is the final book in The Wrecked Series. (Each book can be read as a stand-alone)

Hurt You is getting fantastic praise, “The stories Abby McCarthy writes are so beautiful she had me in tears, she broke my heart in this book and then proceeded to not only mend it but to make it better than ever. I cried, I laughed and I smiled so much reading this book. This is the type of book I needed and wish I could find more often.”Goodreads reviewer

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Abby McCarthy is reader and a lover of words. She is a blogger turned author and released her first novel in May 2014. She is a mother of three, a wife and a dog person. She has always written, sometimes poetry, sometimes just to vent about failed relationships, however in parenthood she has found her voice to help keep her sanity. Words have flowed from her, to review and with the support of amazing friends in the Indie community she has decided to pursue her dream of writing! She loves to write and read romance, because isn’t that something we all yearn for? Whether it be flowers and hand holding or just the right tug on your hair. Isn’t that what life is about? The human connection?

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