Fiery 10-16 by Lea Bronsen

Hi, and thank you for hosting my new dark romantic suspense!

Fiery 10-16 is a scorching firefighter story of desire, abuse, and bravery.

 

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Runo Wiggins is a scarred man, the wounds etched into his psyche deeper than those on his skin. But he loves his job: fighting fires helps reenact his survival of a house fire as a teen, one that killed his mother and brutal stepfather.

Dawn Caravello is married to a psychotic drunk. She can take his beatings as long as he doesn’t touch their children, and she’ll do anything to put food on the table, even if it means stealing from the town hero.

When Runo meets the fiery Dawn, sparks fly. But he suspects she is victim of the same abuse as his mother was. As day turns to night, the past and the present blend in an exhausting, nerve-wrecking chase to prevent another death.

 

Links:

Amazon.com / Amazon.uk / Paperback

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About Lea Bronsen:

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I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and erotic dark/contemporary romance.

I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:

Website / Blog / Facebook / Twitter / Amazon / Pinterest

 

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Registration: A Reflection on College Course Selection

Thus my college paper musings begin. Check back on Wednesdays starting in May for more.

While it would be nice for an automated system to select my courses for more than the first semester and relieve me of that stress, that’s not how the world works. I must put on my big girl pants and stop the wailing and gnashing. The hand-holding session had come to an end and I must travel into the unknown alone. My journey was not without peril. The standard arm’s length worth of accounting courses weren’t the only fishes in the pond. We mustn’t forget the electives, precious. The first order of business was to contact my advisor. I had been in college in what seems like a millennia ago and I needed to know what courses transferred. I mean, I took several before I tapped out. How demoralizing to find out only one course counted. My road stretched impossibly long yet my footfalls marched forward.

What course could I possibly take in my one-two punch a semester? Accounting II was a given. I have the book already which saves cash for now. My mind traveled to one of the numerous English courses. Flashbacks of English 101 in all its nightmarish red pen attacks for using such words and “few” or “several” instead of actual physical numbers caused such anxiety. I decided perhaps Psychology would suit me better. Besides, maybe I could learn how to have long meaningful conversations with myself—or discover the psychology behind why no one at work seems to be able to refill the water cooler. Am I sure I made the right call? That remains to be seen but I thoroughly loved the course in high school.

Through the whole process, my advisor was outstanding. When I couldn’t sign up for Accounting II because I’m currently in Accounting I, she galloped in on her mighty steed called Email and saved the day. Or something to that effect. Regardless, I’ve had tremendous help and couldn’t have picked a better college. The support is outstanding.

With my transfer worksheet in hand, I’ll be able to map out the rest of my degree. Perhaps I’ll drive myself insane and take more than two courses while working forty hours, maintaining a household alone, and submitting to the demands of my furry overlords. Good thing I chose that psychology course after all.

Time to Gird Your Loins

It has been AGES since I posted anything here. Back in July 2016 or thereabouts I started my path for a Bachelor’s Degree in Accounting. I’m a numbers gal and might as well make a career out of it. No worries, though. I’m still committed to being a writer on the side. If writing could pay all the bills, I’d go with that but those dreams don’t even pay for the upkeep of my three fur babies.

The only news I have is I’m between semesters and hope to complete Tangled in Time. This is the third in the first trilogy of my Beowulf Hollow series. I do have an idea for the sequel for Cuffed & Collared as well. I wish I had a good timetable for starting that one so I apologize in advance for that.

Anyway, until I have another release, I’m going to make you all suffer with the papers I was forced to write for my classes. Perhaps start a conversation or three. We’ll see. I am also going to do a series of blog posts in April like I have the past two years. this one will be on some of the drawing I’ve done to ease my stress. Until we converse again, stay tuned!