“OH FOR GOD’S SAKE!”
Blake McIntyre looked at the microwave clock. 2 a.m. He threw open his apartment door and made his way across the hall to hopefully halt the drone that was now filling his ears. He wasn’t amused.
First Lines Contest 2017: Moonlight & Music
Category: Fiction /
- Chick Lit
- Contemporary Women
The First Lines Contest 2017 is closed. Please submit your vote in the current year.