Goats solve their differences head-on. They don’t give the silent treatment or yell, they butt heads, and then it’s over.Cowboy Marvin has learned humans resolve issues differently especially those romantically involved. His curiosity sparked, he has invited authors to stop by on Fridays and share the first fight out of their latest book.
is here for ...
First Fight Friday
with a scene from
Spirited Away
The Psychic Detective Series Book 3
It doesn’t take long for accident-prone Emma “Spider” Fisher to lose a dog, get locked out of the house, and set off the house alarm.
Thankfully, her hot new neighbor is more than happy to come to her rescue. But Noah West is a mystery - one Spider intends to solve.
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No. She must know, or at least know something. Either Connor had told her or she’d gone snooping. His heart jumped into his throat, fearing either scenario.
Pushing inside his house, he went straight to his office. The door was still shut, nothing looked out of order. He checked the bedroom, living room, kitchen. Everything was as he’d left it.
“Why was she so upset?” He took slow steps down the stairs, mentally retracing all of his actions since yesterday. Emma Fisher had been nothing but kind to him since the day he’d met her. She’d even played nursemaid for the past however many hours he’d been down.
It was time he repaid her for that.
Heading back to his office, he sank into the computer chair and tapped the space bar on the keyboard. Hopefully, he still had that last email saved in his drafts folder. He’d send it and end his investigation here. Hell, he suspected her friends were exactly what they claimed. He didn’t care for the guy all that much, but Connor had opened his mind to the possibility he was too damn skeptical for his own good. It was time to own up.
He clicked on the email icon and froze.
The sound of liquid bubbling blasted through the speakers. The image on the screen began to melt down the background as maniacal laughter caused the desk to vibrate. Cursing, he reached to turn the speakers down using their manual knobs.
“What? What’s happening?” He tapped the ESC button. “No. No. No!”
The screen went black. A small golden puppy ran across, stopped in the center, and hiked its leg, shooting virtual pee toward him. A message appeared in a cloud of smoke on the screen.
“F U A-HOLE.”
Grabbing a fistful of hair, he sank back in his seat. “What the hell?”
He had documents, very important documents, pictures, videos, everything saved on there. Not all of it was backed up.
All of his work—
“Eh hem!”
Spinning, he looked behind him. Emma stood in the doorway, arms crossed, tapping one foot to a silent, angry rhythm. “Piece of advice, creepface. Never mess with a computer nerd.”
Pushing inside his house, he went straight to his office. The door was still shut, nothing looked out of order. He checked the bedroom, living room, kitchen. Everything was as he’d left it.
“Why was she so upset?” He took slow steps down the stairs, mentally retracing all of his actions since yesterday. Emma Fisher had been nothing but kind to him since the day he’d met her. She’d even played nursemaid for the past however many hours he’d been down.
It was time he repaid her for that.
Heading back to his office, he sank into the computer chair and tapped the space bar on the keyboard. Hopefully, he still had that last email saved in his drafts folder. He’d send it and end his investigation here. Hell, he suspected her friends were exactly what they claimed. He didn’t care for the guy all that much, but Connor had opened his mind to the possibility he was too damn skeptical for his own good. It was time to own up.
He clicked on the email icon and froze.
The sound of liquid bubbling blasted through the speakers. The image on the screen began to melt down the background as maniacal laughter caused the desk to vibrate. Cursing, he reached to turn the speakers down using their manual knobs.
“What? What’s happening?” He tapped the ESC button. “No. No. No!”
The screen went black. A small golden puppy ran across, stopped in the center, and hiked its leg, shooting virtual pee toward him. A message appeared in a cloud of smoke on the screen.
“F U A-HOLE.”
Grabbing a fistful of hair, he sank back in his seat. “What the hell?”
He had documents, very important documents, pictures, videos, everything saved on there. Not all of it was backed up.
All of his work—
“Eh hem!”
Spinning, he looked behind him. Emma stood in the doorway, arms crossed, tapping one foot to a silent, angry rhythm. “Piece of advice, creepface. Never mess with a computer nerd.”
Copyright © Angela Campbell
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Spirited Away by Angela Campbell
Socially awkward Emma “Spider” Fisher prefers her laptop to people, so she’s more than happy to oblige her boss when he asks her to pet- and housesit while he honeymoons in London.
It doesn’t take long for accident-prone Spider to lose a dog, get locked out of the house, and set off the house alarm. Thankfully, her hot new neighbour is more than happy to come to her rescue. But Noah West is a mystery to Spider—and one she intends to solve.
“Again a laugh out loud, witty and intelligent story that I was lost in from the get go! I adored Spider as a character and she wasn't this girl with a bright pink pixie cut she was curvaceous and sexy and Angela blew all stereotypes out of the water bravo for sexy but clumsy nerds!
A Fun Fast paced read that is simply perfect!” - Chicks That Read
Spirited Away
The Psychic Detective Series Book 3
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The Psychic Detective Series
I loved the humor, suspense, mystery, action, lies, and romance in this book.
I would definitely recommend it to anyone -The Girl Bookaholic
I absolutely LOVED Something Wicked! It's like Ghost Whisperer meets CSI and it had me gripped from the very first few pages and after that I could not put it down, hence me finishing it within the day.- Room for Reading
I read my first romance novel at 16 and immediately attempted to write one, too. Many attempts (and a couple of decades) later, I finally published my first novel. A mild-mannered newspaper reporter with more than 15 years experience as a general assignment reporter, features editor and graphic designer, I have also worked as a production assistant in TV and film. I lives in the Southeast with my rescue cat.
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