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T.D. McKinney


T.D. McKinney writes romance, crime, and paranormal suspense. An EPPIE-nominated author, she lives in Texas with her husband and daughter.

Email : tdm@tdmckinney.com

Website : http://www.tdmckinney.com

Hot Chocolate and Angel Kisses

Written By: T.D. McKinney, T.L. Lawrence
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Surrounded daily by evidence of mankind’s inhumanity, Nathan finds peace and a ray of brightness only in the...

He laid the Bible back in its place and glanced out the window. The young lady from the coffee shop hurried across the street, laden down by a backpack nearly as large as her petite frame. A student then, no doubt spending all her time studying and working, little time to look around at others. Rich red-brown hair tumbled from beneath her cap and onto her shoulders, a pretty frame for her fair face and dark exotic eyes. A lovely example of God's creation.

Then again…

Hers had been the only smile in the shop, or the only one not accompanied by a long slow perusal of the mortal form he wore. Not that Nathan wasn't occasionally flattered by such. But the woman's smile reminded him that once in awhile people could admire while still being simply nice.

Fair of heart, fair of form…so very fair of form. She turned at the bus stop so he could see her face and his fingertips longed to brush the rich tones of her complexion, to see if it were as creamy silken as it appeared. Ah, to feel that cloud of russet hair curling around him as they lay together, sublime indeed.

Whoa, Nathan. It's not the days when the sons of God took the daughters of men to wife. Knock it off before you need a cold shower.

He made himself pull away from the almost disrespectful thoughts and just enjoyed her smile at another passenger before the bus pulled up and blocked his view of her. Off to class, then. He'd see her tomorrow.

He hoped her day progressed pleasantly and she found the time to notice the soft fall of snow as something more than a hindrance to traffic. Perhaps then she'd feel a small measure of the comfort she brought him.

The chocolate flowed over his tongue, rich sweet delight with just a hint of bitterness. Just the way life should taste.

Surrounded daily by evidence of mankind’s inhumanity, Nathan finds peace and a ray of brightness only in the purity of a barrista’s smile. Cassie’s warmth, far sweeter than the cup of hot chocolate she sells him each morning, touches even an angel’s heart. Still, they seem fated to be nothing more than customer and shop girl, until, sparked by a simple act of kindness, attraction blooms on a snowy afternoon. One kiss frees the love in both their souls. But that kiss breaks Nathan’s covenant to guide and succor those for whom he bears a message. One kiss proclaims their love. There can never be a second.
Price: $3.99
In the Lonely Dead of Midnight

Written By: T.D. McKinney
Published By: Extasy Books
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Sometimes love is so strong it knows itself in an instant and nothing can restrain it. Chance Dubois found such a...
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Sometimes love is so strong it knows itself in an instant and nothing can restrain it. Chance Dubois found such a love as he lay dying. Through the gateway of a vampire's kiss he was able to continue and found that life and love was not what he'd thought it was. But was that truly the case? When a demon possessed his body did Chance continue or is he merely a duplicate of the man he once was. If he is really Chance Dubois, then who is the lost soul haunting the spot where he died? Is it possible that the love he found then is so strong it survived even death?
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Prognosis

Written By: T.D. McKinney
Published By: Devine Destinies
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Saving Cathy’s life leaves Ethan Gaylord locked inside his own body, unable to communicate or even let the w...

Anne Gaylord looked as devastated as Cathy felt. Her hair, a touch more strawberry than her brother’s ash blond, was mussed and disordered for the first time in Cathy’s experience. Her pretty face with its little girl features and strong chin was devoid of makeup, her already pale complexion grey with exhaustion and grief. “It was a hard decision, but my parents have decided there’s no sense in pursuing extraordinary measures to keep his body alive when Ethan isn’t there anymore. They’ve…” She paused to draw a shaky breath. “They’ve instructed the doctors to withhold any…” Another pause as she tried to maintain a tight hold on her emotions. “They’ve instructed the doctors to withhold any life extending treatment or procedures or…care of any sort.” Her full lips, so reminiscent of her brother’s trembled. “They’re to keep him clean and comfortable…and that’s all.”

Cathy’s mind blanked at what she was reading. No, that couldn’t be right. “They don’t want him to have any medical care?”

Anne shook her head, a tight little action of emotion barely in check. “Any care. Nothing but matters of hygiene and comfort. The nurse will be here soon to remove his IV.”

No. Oh not that! Cathy reeled. “They’re going to starve him? Let him die of thirst?” The horror brought roiling nausea. “No. That’s cruel. It’s wrong.” A harsh hand clutched her heart, sinking sharp fingers into it. “I can see on your face that you know it’s not right to do this to him!” She could hardly breathe against the pain in her chest. “If he was on a ventilator or life support it would be understandable and, and his…release from pain would be quick. Maybe even a mercy, but he’s breathing on his own. His body’s healing!”

“What else can we do? You know Ethan would hate being like this. Just a…a body without any mind behind it. He was always so damned proud of his intellect.” Tears shivered on Anne’s golden lashes. “And now that’s all gone. It’s been over a month with no sort of response. Nothing.” Her pugilist’s chin trembled and one of the tears fell. “My brother died before he ever got to the hospital. I just have to accept that.”

“We don’t know that for sure!” Cathy reached for Ethan’s hand, the memory of it clutched in her hair as he held her secure against death too raw for her to step away from this. “There was a report in the news just a few weeks ago about a woman who was like…like the doctors are telling you Ethan is. Everything said she had no sort of higher brain function, but they ran a test and found out she was aware! She wasn’t unconscious or asleep. She followed directions they gave her!” Cathy gripped Ethan’s hand so tightly her fingers ached. “Have they run that test on Ethan? Are they sure he’s not…trapped inside there, just not able to move?”

Anne seemed unable to decide what to do with her hands. They made half-gestures, slim fingers starting to move and then curling back toward her palms. “I don’t know.”

“Then find out!” Cathy gasped against the pain in her sternum. “Before they do this horrible thing to him, find out! Make them give him the test.” She clung to her friend, unwilling, unable to let him go. “You’re his sister; you can make them do that.”

“But Mom and Dad…”

“Do you want to stay here with him day after day until he dies slowly of thirst? Can you do that?” Cathy blinked stinging eyes.

“No.” Anne’s tears coated her face. “I think it will kill me, but what can I do? He didn’t want to live like this. He left very explicit instructions for what to do if he was ever rendered brain-dead or in a coma he wouldn’t recover from.”

“I understand. And if he is really…gone, I will accept it. I’ll have to. I’ll stay with him for however long he has, doing all I can to give him comfort and ease any…” Cathy had to stop to force the word up past her closed throat. “Any suffering he has. But if he isn’t gone, I will fight to save him. I’ll do whatever I have to. I know I’ll lose because I’m not his family and the doctors and the courts won’t listen to me. But I’ll try.”

“Cathy.”

“You’re his sister! You have the ability to find out for certain whether or not Ethan has any kind of chance.” Anger surged, hot and chilling all at one time. No one seemed to care about her teammate, about a man who willingly risked his life to save another. “Can you stand by and let this happen to him and go through the rest of your life not sure if you helped your brother or killed him?” Anne gasped and stumbled back as Cathy pushed on. “I don’t know if I could. Find out, Anne. Find out the truth. Then we’ll be able to do what’s right for Ethan.” Cathy bowed her head, unable to bear the burden of being helpless while so great a wrong was perpetuated against him. Slow painful death after all he’d already been through!

A light touch on her shoulder brought her gaze back to Anne. “I’ll do it. My parents will have a fit. But I’ll do it.” The woman swallowed and turned to look at Ethan’s sleeping face. “For all he did for me, it’s sort of the least I can do for him, isn’t it?”

Cathy felt such pity it threatened to wreck her resolve not to break down. “Do it because he’s your brother and you love each other, not for a debt you feel you owe.”

Anne gave a short nod full of surprise, as if such a thought never occurred to her. “Yes. I…I need to go talk to his doctors. I… Thank you.” She spun and nearly fled the room.

Cathy let the tears come then. Anne hadn’t touched Ethan the whole time she stood beside him. Cathy had noted it for the last month. His family visited, but they didn’t touch him or talk to him. She couldn’t really understand it. “I won’t let you go through this alone, Ethan. I don’t know if you can hear me here in this body, but if you can’t then I know you can hear me from where you’re standing with God. So I want you to know, I’ll be with you. I promise.” She bowed her head until her forehead rested on his knuckles where she held his hand so tight, sobs finally breaking. “Please, God, help me. And more importantly, help Ethan.”

Saving Cathy’s life leaves Ethan Gaylord locked inside his own body, unable to communicate or even let the world know he’s conscious. Abandoned by his uncaring family, only Cathy has faith he’s more than an empty shell. Now his only hope of sanity and recovery, the deaf woman may also be the romance he’s been looking for his whole life.
Price: $4.99
Vampire Encounters Second Chances

Written By: T.D. McKinney
Published By: Extasy Books
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After all the disappointments in her life, Samantha Bailey locked herself away from the world. All she has is her...
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After all the disappointments in her life, Samantha Bailey locked herself away from the world. All she has is her love for romance novels and for one romance novel hero in particular. Deny it as much as she will, Sam is in love with the gorgeous, sexy, and very fictional Cole Grayson. It’s a hopeless and insane situation until her make-believe hero turns to utterly desirable flesh and blood. Thrust into the world of her vampire novel hero, Sam finds all the erotic passion and love she could ever want. If Sam can survive Cole’s murderous ex-girlfriend and accept that fiction is sometimes real, she may be able to keep her dream man.
Price: $5.99