Some nights, p.19
Some Nights, page 19
If it happened inside, someone is going to get their head cracked open. All the lights are on and nothing’s out of place and then it hits me. There are no windows back here.
The rumble of an engine comes alive and my heart thumps my sternum. It’s loud and oh shit, I know that sound. That’s my baby. I run down the hallway and throw the back door open. I halt over gray pieces of broken glass, only to be left in the dust as the back of my 4Runner disappears at the end of the alleyway.
Heat rushes to my head, clouding my vision. My hands go tighter around the bat. This is not happening to me. I stomp my foot and it crunches over the broken glass. My head and body do a frantic one-eighty and turn looking for something, anything, anyone that can explain this.
There’s no one, so I turn to the gray Baltimore sky and let it rip. “Are you fucking kidding me? Someone did not just steal my fucking car.”
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SOME MORNINGS
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Thank you to my lovely editor Nina S. Gooden and my sweet proofreader Katie Testa.
To the Damned Mob of Scribbling Women, Audrey Couloumbis, Cate Tayler, Laralyn Gill and Shadow Leitner. Angil, thank you for always being there and letting me vent throughout this process.
Thank you to my group of supportive friends John, Vivian, Crystal, Maria, Felia, Marisol, Kakazi, Vera, Nancy, The Lake House Writers, The Domingo crowd, and my LPHIDs.
Mami, my stepmom, my brothers and sister, uncles, aunts, nieces and nephews, and my sweet Trinity. I wouldn’t be here without any of them.
Thank you to everyone who supports me, reads my books, and indulges my muse.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
J. L. Lora is a Dominican-American author. Her stories explore the dark side of good characters, people living in the gray areas of life while playing the cards life has dealt them. She loves strong heroines and their equally powerful Men. She currently lives in Maryland, pursuing her dream of writing compelling, sexy, can’t-put-down stories about empowered, badass alpha heroines and take-your-breath-away alpha heroes. You can find her and or chat her up on Social Media.
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BOOKS BY J. L. LORA
The Trinity
BOSS
MADE
STEEL
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A Love for All Seasons Series
THE SUMMER I LOVED YOU
THE WINTER OF MY LOVE
THE LONGEST DAY — Novella
THE AUTUMN YOU BECAME MINE
THE SPRING OF MY HEART (2022)
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Sometimes Standalone Series
SOME NIGHTS
SOME MORNINGS
SOME DAYS
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Coming Soon
EMPIRE
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Free Short Stories
DAMNED — Companion story to Made
ALL I WANT — (Epilogue) The Summer I Loved You
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En Español
Ella es La Jefa
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New city. New job. New life.
Recently divorced single-mom, Sierra Torres' life is a hot mess. And now, her car's been stolen. When she reports the theft, a tall and broad-shouldered blast from her past walks in. Years ago, he disappeared without a trace after a perfect seven minutes in heaven.
The provider. The supporter. The survivor.
Police officer Matthew Hunter lives to serve and protect, not only the people of Baltimore City, but what's left of his family. He's the responsible one—the reliable cop. Seeing Sierra again ignites a fire in him he thought he extinguished a long time ago. One look into her fiery brown eyes and it all comes back. But Sierra's not interested in romance—just a little fun.
However, hearts have a mind of their own. Feelings deepen each time they see each other. Soon, that's not enough. They crave more. But when things begin to unravel after their past catches up with them, are their seven minutes in heaven over for good?
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J. L. Lora, Some Nights
