Rebekah Dodson

It's been a little over a year since Maggie and Daniel "Jesse" Cabot were stranded on the California Express, a terrorizing three days that changed their lives forever. Now in a troubled marriage with a 9-month-old daughter, they are ready for a long-awaited honeymoon to Hawaii - no trains involved. But when they arrive in Portland, Jesse gets a new mission from the CIA, and their plans change for the worst. Another train ride, this time as a bodyguard for eight of the world's most famous billionaires. Under death threats and secrecy, the trip to an environmental summit in Las Vegas is wrought with danger. After a series of tragic events, it's up to Maggie and Jesse to discover a murderer aboard the stranded California Express, and rekindle the romance they once knew, before it's too late.

Two days after Christmas, two in the afternoon, two passengers must face the storm to prevail against the darkness. Maggie Espinoza needs to get away from Portland, Oregon, from a blown out past and a bleak future. She figures taking the Express train to balmy Southern California to start over is just what she needs. Two days after Christmas while everyone is preparing for the New Year, she makes her escape during the worst blizzard the state has ever seen. Jesse Cabot senses a darkness is fellow passenger Maggie when he sits next to her on the train. Why is she so haunted and broken? When the train suddenly stops in the middle of the blizzard weird things start to happen. Random disappearances, an assault, a body in the snow. It becomes clear it's up to Jesse and Maggie to find the culprit or face the music on the stranded California Express.

Two days after Christmas, two in the afternoon, two passengers must face the storm to prevail against the darkness.Maggie Espinoza needs to get away from Portland, Oregon, from a blown out past and a bleak future. She figures taking the Express train to balmy Southern California to start over is just what she needs. Two days after Christmas while everyone is preparing for the New Year, she makes her escape during the worst blizzard the state has ever seen. Jesse Cabot senses a darkness is fellow passenger Maggie when he sits next to her on the train. Why is she so haunted and broken? When the train suddenly stops in the middle of the blizzard weird things start to happen. Random disappearances, an assault, a body in the snow. It becomes clear it's up to Jesse and Maggie to find the culprit or face the music on the stranded California Express.

On the run from invading forces, Vicki escapes into the woods with Ambrose. After his truck is stolen, she has to make a choice: accept her fiance, Will, is dead, or keep searching -- possibly in vain. Can she learn to love Ambrose as she loved Will?Khaki. That's what everyone thinks of him, but Vicki knows the truth, and after that kiss, Ambrose yearns for more. He wants Vicki to forget about her fiance and accept the fact he is dead. They saw him being dragged off in handcuffs before the explosion But, what if he's not dead? What if he made it out alive?When Vicki is kidnapped by terrorists, Ambrose fights to find the woman he loves. Yet their lavender dream promises of serenity may never come.

Vicki Morel believes she and Will, her gorgeous fianc , have it all. They're living the American dream. That is, until Portland, Oregon is leveled by a terrorist grade light weapon, and she loses Will at the airport.Ambrose Palamo is an aviation student who wants one thing: to go home to Samoa. But when Portland is leveled, and he meets Vicki, he promises to help her find her fianc instead. What he doesn't expect is the feelings that start to form for her as they search the dangerous Oregon woodlands.Sometimes love isn't what you think it is. The poppies bloom reminds them of what they've lost, while giving them the courage to face a brand new future.

For starters, you can call me Dr. Lydia Hager. My life as a successful psychologist has been pretty normal and down right boring. I have a small practice I run from home while my son, Quinn, is away at college. My faithful dog, Alex, is always glad to see me. Every single day is the same. I just wanted one night, and the sexy Irish bartender was my key to escaping the doldrums. Sean McCarthy is the key I need to unlock my new exciting life. But then my best friend Lincoln ruined it all with his proposal. Now I have a choice: do I give in to Lincoln to save Sean, or am I doomed to live the rest of my days with this boring life given to me?

You probably won't like my story. Heck, I'm not sure if I... oh, nevermind. It's 1155 A.D. and my sister Jules and I are trapped in medieval France. My name is Guillaume Lanval, and I've just lost the love of my life. I had to send Marie away; I had to save her life. But now she's gone, and I'm a wreck. I've made a terrible mistake. Today is the day we travel to London for the coronation. We're about to meet a man on the road who will change our lives forever. There are some evil things brewing around me, and it's up to me to save the world again with a little help from a band of magical Druids. This is the story of how I saved the kingdom, got the girl, and fought alongside the greatest wizard the world has ever known. And you know what? This whole thing is definitely my fault. But I'm going to fight it. And save us all.

I'm running from my past. Well, not all of it. Just some of it. I don't know if I will ever dance again, but I know I can teach. When the jerk dropped me, he broke me. I wasn't expecting the first postcard from Vasily, so I scoffed. Why would I want to talk with someone who could do something I couldn't? But, my mother had taught me not to be rude, and I responded anyway. When I saw Jacquellyn Arnolt's name on the list of injured dancers I could write to, I almost didn't do it. She's close to my age, but my French is not the best. We only have one thing in common; our love of dance. I am thrilled to get her postcard back, and respond right away. When she tells me she's coming to Moscow, I am terrified. We know we can help each other, but can we learn from each other? Ballet has broken us and built us, but will it completely destroy us in the end? Beauty hides under the bright lights of the ballet, amidst the lure of Russia's most beautiful city.

Paris has never been home, not this stuffy mansion, not Father, nor my American mother- Rochelle. I may be the heir to his fortune, but I hate I'm expected to already be grown and responsible. Tomorrow I turn eighteen, and I discovered a secret. Marceau isn't my real father. My life is a lie. My real father is in America, and he used to write me postcards. Why did they keep this from me? Things were never the same after Dad died in the war, even though I was almost too young to remember. I guess mom saw too much of him in me, even though I'm adopted. I'm a pilot like him, and I've never felt more at home than soaring through the clouds at 20,000 feet. A move halfway across my world, and a new college is just what the doctor ordered. Life is great with Uncle Elijah, until Elise shows up with her Frenchitude. I don't know if I like her... yet. He loves and wants me. He thought he was doing what was best, staying away. Will my newfound freedom come at a cost when I fall for a man I once thought was my cousin? Is America my forever home?

One night ruined our friendship, ten years down the drain. We had been everything for each other. Elijah was my rock, my brick. He had been there through my parents' divorce, my many breakups, and we had started a magazine out of my garage together. We built that baby from the ground up. Then I got an email that would change my life; 10,000 flier miles, the world at my fingertips... You know when you wish you could remember what you did wrong, but it just won't come to you? That was my life these days. My best friend, Rochelle, was gone. Alicia, my wife, was always working, the only bright light these days was my nephew Mikey. Until the mysterious postcards started arriving from Paris one day. I knew they were from her. Ah, Oui. I carry her secret, and my own. I love to cook, I love her, and her past makes me wish I wasn't a non-violent man. I have loved her from the moment she set foot in the cafe, she is Mon Amour.