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    Broken Bear (Wandering)
    Broken Bear (Wandering)
    Broken Bear (Wandering)
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    Broken Bear (Wandering)

    By Gabrielle Demonico

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    When your heart says “yes” and the world says “no”, what would you do to have a once in a lifetime shot at love?

    Everyone Daniella knows is suspicious of him and why shouldn’t they be? After all, half naked strangers with rock hard butts don’t turn up left for dead by the side of the road for no reason.

    Right?

    Amnesia stricken, a single tattoo on his right shoulder that reads, “Jett”, is the only clue anyone has to go on as to his identity.

    But the sexy drifter’s past isn’t the only thing that’s hidden from him. He’s got another secret and it’s one which threatens to turn Daniella’s world upside down.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGabrielle Demonico
    Release dateJun 8, 2014
    ISBN9781310124662
    Broken Bear (Wandering)
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    Gabrielle Demonico

    Thank you to all of my readers for your support! I am so grateful to each and every one of you for purchasing my titles. It means so much to me that you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy creating them. For those of you new to my work, you’ll likely be surprised by the variety you see. All I can say is that I have a sixth smut sense that knows no bounds! The plain truth is that I have a great passion for each of the tales I create. So, no matter which one(s) you purchase, you can be sure that I’ve done my best to deliver you a sexy, spicy tale. To keep up-to-date with my latest releases, please visit my website at (www.grdemonico.com). Thanks again! :)

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      Slow story, and it is part of a series which means that ..... Just as it gets interesting, it ends. To see what happens, you need to find the next book in the series. Not sure I'll bother.

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      Awful book. None of the characters were likeable at all. The protagonist had no spine at all! Urgh, there goes an hour I can't get back...

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    Broken Bear (Wandering) - Gabrielle Demonico

    Broken Bear

    Wandering

    by Gabrielle Demonico

    Copyright 2013

    Smashwords Edition

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    All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author or publisher except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or reviews.

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    Daniella hated her car.

    Nothing worked the way it should any longer. True, it was impossible to find any mention of the proper use of duct tape in the owner’s manual but she was certain that her Japanese junker was the reason for its existence. On the other hand, it was a paid for Japanese junker so she learned to live with it.

    The good news was it would be a distant memory soon.

    For the moment, however, she needed it to work.

    "Just start…" she grumbled. Please, if you start, I swear on my life that I will never say anything bad about you again. I promise.

    As Daniella cranked the key, the engine emitted a primal screech. Daniella pumped the gas pedal with her right foot and grunted, Come on baby, come on…

    The entire chassis shook and after a final ear-splitting cry, the car sputtered to life.

    Thank you, thank God! She exclaimed as she patted and rubbed the dashboard.

    With a ginger touch, Daniella shifted it into gear and eased off the clutch. As she did, the steering wheel shimmied, the car began to lurch forward and she was on her way.

    After a twenty-minute drive across town, Daniella stopped to pick up her best friend, Tricia, from work. As it happened, Tricia’s American made piece of crap was at the mechanic and she needed a lift over there to get it.

    Hey girl! Tricia exclaimed as she got in Daniella’s car.

    Hey… Daniella said.

    As she shifted her car back in gear, she asked, So, how are we supposed to pick up your car? It’s already ten o’clock at night.

    Tricia reached down in her purse and within seconds pulled her hand back out.

    Spare key… she said as she clutched it in her fingers. I paid for it already. We just have to pick it up.

    Daniella nodded. Oh, alright.

    They drove along for about a minute or so when Tricia asked, Hey, speaking of cars, I bet you can’t wait to be rid of this one at last, huh?

    Yeah, Daniella replied. You have no idea.

    Did you decide what you are going to get yet? Tricia asked.

    No, Daniella said. I can’t make up my mind. I’d like that red sports car we test-drove a couple of weeks ago. On the other hand, the SUV would be the practical choice.

    Hmm, mmm. Tricia said as she nodded. Tough choice. When will you decide?

    Well, at least not until my first paycheck clears!

    Oh right, there’s that minor detail isn’t there?

    Yeah, it’s a small one but one I’m sure the financing company will pay attention to it before they decided to give me a loan, or not.

    True. Tricia replied. Anyway, I’m sure that whatever you decide will be great.

    I hope so. Daniella replied as they reached the western most side of town.

    It will be shorter if we cut through Slim Chance Pass… Tricia said.

    Daniella sighed.

    It rained not that long ago. I hate driving through there right after it rains. She said.

    Yeah, I’m sorry Daniella. Tricia replied. I wasn’t thinking. Never mind, we can go through town. It’s fine. I’m not in a rush.

    As they sat at the light, Daniella cursed at herself. It was time to move forward. She couldn’t live her life in fear of this any longer.

    No, she said as she straightened herself up in her seat. We’ll take Slim Chance. You’re right; I need to get over this. Now is as good a time as any.

    Are you sure? Tricia asked. I don’t mind.

    Yes, she replied. I’m sure.

    For the next several minutes, the friends drove along in relative silence except for some minor chitchat about one of Tricia’s real estate showings earlier that day.

    Then, a bit short of the road which led to the pass, Tricia said, You still okay?

    Daniella cast a quick glance in her friend’s direction and replied, I’d be lying if I said I was.

    Tricia nodded.

    I am so proud of you sweetheart. God, when I think about all the shit that has happened to you in the past couple of years…

    Thanks. Daniella replied.

    No, I mean it. Tricia said. She gestured at the road ahead and continued, I mean, wow. It’s incredible how strong you are.

    Thank you, Daniella said. That means a lot coming from you. Aside from my mom, I don’t think anyone realized how dark things were for me after that happened.

    Tricia reached over and patted Daniella’s hand.

    Okay, well, we don’t need to talk about it. She said. Let’s talk about something more upbeat. Tell me what’s going to be happening when you get there!

    After almost six months of effort, Daniella had managed to land her dream job in a fund raising capacity for the largest children’s charity in Pine Hill. As cities went in this part of the world, Pine Hill was the biggest for hundreds of miles in any direction. Daniella beat out at least a dozen other candidates that she knew of but it could have been many more.

    The job came with a great salary and benefits, hence the potential car upgrade, not to mention a much-needed change of pace. By nature, Daniella was a humble person focused on the needs, and happiness, of those closest to her. However, this achievement made her feel special in a way that she hadn’t before now. She wasn’t boastful of it. Instead she was, for once in her life, proud of herself.

    As they drove, Tricia peppered Daniella with questions about the whole thing. As much as she wanted to answer, Daniella wasn’t able to yet since her first day was still about a month away. Besides, there was so much to do between now and then that it sometimes seemed as if it would overwhelm her. Most days, her head spun a million different directions.

    Oh I am so thrilled for you, Daniella. Tricia said. I cannot even begin to tell you how happy I am that you will be getting on with your life.

    Tricia and Daniella smiled at each other for a moment when their whereabouts caught Daniella’s attention.

    Slim Chance Pass. She thought.

    Daniella gripped the wheel a bit tighter and fell silent.

    Everything will be fine… Tricia said. Do you want me to drive through the pass?

    No, Daniella replied. "I can do it. I need to do it."

    Tricia nodded.

    Okay, she said. I’m ready if you change your mind.

    White knuckled, Daniella shifted her car into a lower gear as they began to climb the steep grade that led to the top of the pass. As far as Daniella was concerned, it was a horrible place. The descent was the worst and if the roads were slick at all, it could turn deadly in a flash.

    From experience, she knew that all too well.

    Tricia looked over at her friend and chuckled.

    Honey, she said. If you get any closer to the windshield, you are going to bump your face against it.

    Daniella was unaware of her extreme forward posture. With a sheepish grin, she made a half-hearted effort to relax back into the seat.

    Sorry… she said. Old habits I guess…

    Daniella downshifted her way along the road with a cautious tap on the brakes now and then. About midway down, the pass changed from a somewhat straight descent into a series of

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