“Is it really too much to ask that when a hot guy finds a perfectly awesome girl, washed up on the beach, they be just a little bit amazed and enthralled? Really? I don’t think that’s a lot to ask. Little Mermaid ring any bells, mister?”
Jumping ship in the middle of the ocean probably isn’t the wisest move Reagan Rykehart has ever been accused of. When she washes up on a remote beach and finds herself staring into a set of irritable eyes, attached to an even more irritable man, one that happens to be ridiculously attractive, it kinda makes her wish she’d made friends with the sharks. Almost.
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C.B. Stone is sometimes called author, writer, or purveyor of stories. One might even dub her a yarn spinner, if you will. It’s very possible she might be considered just a little left of normal by most, but she’s cool with that. Really, she’s too busy avoiding normal to care. On any given day, you might find Stone pounding away at a keyboard in sunny Florida, contemplating waves, contemplating life, and dreaming up more exciting stories to share with readers. Except Sunday’s of course. Sunday’s are God’s day, so you’ll often find her making her best “joyful noise” with her local church praise team. When not pounding poor fingers to bloody nuggets and reinventing the definition of eye strain, C.B. Stone enjoys living it up, doing the family thing, the kid thing, and the friend thing. And in her downtime, reading the minds of fans.
Also being invisible. Being invisible is fun.