Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image. This week, we write to an image.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary. Enjoy!~   “Absolutely, my parents have been saving money for years to help me do this. It’s what I’ve wanted since I was a kid. Now, it’s finally happening.” “Won’t your girlfriend miss you?” Where did that come from? Was my mouth so desperate for communication it went rogue? I blame it on the Id, lurking in the corners of my personality, waiting for the opportunity to join the conversation. Tweaking my nose with his finger ever so gently, he actually answered my bold question. “I don’t have a girlfriend, problem solved.”                  ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- gray.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary- You're My Necessary. Enjoy!~   “Are you accusing me of something, Detective?” “We are just talking here. I know these questions might piss you off, but they’re necessary. Is Ms. Spelling safe at your home, Mr. Goode?” Andrew gritted his teeth, “What are you insinuating? Do you think my gray matter isn’t working?” “It’s a necessary question. We might need to put a uniform outside your home… if that is where she plans to remain.” “Yes, she will stay with me, she is safer there than anywhere and I will take care of her.” “I certainly...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- fly.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary- My Only Necessary. Enjoy!~ “After you, Princess.” Andrew picked up his step to catch up with her. Many travelers before them had cleared the trail of overgrowth. The well-worn route took them twisting through various colorful flowers and intimidating vines. “There aren’t any life-size Venus fly traps or any other man-eating plants out here, are there?” Bea looked all around her, inspecting their surroundings. She breathed in deeply, catching her breath from the hurried walk. “We really aren’t in a race. You can slow down and enjoy this bea...