Dana Provo has always loved books and reads everything from young adult fantasy to adult historical romances. When she’s not reading or writing her next novel, Dana can be found riding her horses and getting ready for competition. Dana lives with her husband and two house plants in Richmond, Virginia.
Q&A With the Author:
4. What is your largest unfulfilled dream, and what are you doing to reach it?
My largest unfulfilled dream is traveling the world. I’ve always wanted to visit several countries and I’m saving my pennies to do just that one day.
5. What is the hardest thing you’ve ever done?
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do was writing this book. It takes a lot of dedication to finish writing and work to publish a book.
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at an early age, now twenty-four- year-old Camryn Lucks is ready to commit to
find that special someone, and so accepts a date from a charming, gallant,
handsome stranger. The last thing she imagines after accepting that first date
with Carson would actually be the beginning of her worst nightmare.
roses, a reminder of her parents’ killer, soon become an emblem of horror for
Cami as one by one, those closest to her fall victim to a serial killer. Cami
becomes an obsession for Carson, the man she had finally allowed herself to
love. Not only is he vying for her heart, but also her life.
herself in a whirlwind of torments shadowed by the blood-colored bloom, Cami
finds solace in Isaac, a neighboring police officer. She’s desperate to escape
the haunting memories, but she must revisit them in order to catch her would-be
killer. Living life in constant fear has driven Cami to second-guess every
choice she makes. Will the police catch the illusive murderer, or will Cami be
forced to face him once again?
The silky voice of a man on his cell caught my attention. He was tall and debonair in his crisp, black suit with a red tie. I was drawn to him. The slight bend in his nose and his brown hair that reached his shoulders complemented his dark and wild eyes that seemed to hold a heavy secret.
He ended his call and tucked his cell into his pocket then turned to me. “It’s quite a sight out here,” he said, my ears melting to hear more of his velvety voice.
“Yes, it is. It’s beautiful, but cold.” I wrapped my arms around myself and hugged my torso.
“Are you waiting for the bus?” he asked. His hands were tucked in his black slacks, keeping warm from the bitter wind.
“I suppose so. To be honest, I don’t think they are out tonight.”
“Oh,” he said, taking a few steps closer.
I felt the heat radiating off his body as he approached. My nose was in heaven as I caught the bold cologne he was wearing. It was just the right mix of musky and sweet. Even though I didn’t know his name, I was attracted to him and that scared me.
“I don’t mean to pry, but do you need a ride to wherever you are headed?” he asked, flashing a smile.
“Oh, um, I was just heading home. It’s not too far. I can just walk.” I looked up at him, then back at the heavy snowfall and mentally groaned.
“Let me take you home. I have a car. A woman like you shouldn’t be walking home alone at night, especially in this weather.”
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