June 16th, 2025
Home | Log in!

On Top Shelf
MIXED INKMIXED INK
Fresh Pick
THE POTTING SHED MURDER
THE POTTING SHED MURDER

New Books This Week

Reader Games

Reviewer Application


Sunshine, secrets, and swoon-worthy stories—June's featured reads are your perfect summer escape.

Slideshow image


Since your web browser does not support JavaScript, here is a non-JavaScript version of the image slideshow:

slideshow image
He doesn�t need a woman in his life; she knows he can�t live without her.


slideshow image
A promise rekindled. A secret revealed. A second chance at the family they never had.


slideshow image
A cowboy with a second chance. A waitress with a hidden gift. And a small town where love paints a brand-new beginning.


slideshow image
She�s racing for a prize. He�s dodging romance. Together, they might just cross the finish line to love.


slideshow image
She steals from the mob for justice. He�s the FBI agent who could take her down�or fall for her instead.


slideshow image

He�s her only protection. She�s carrying his child. Together, they must outwit a killer before time runs out.


Bebe Thomas

I was born in New York on a Wednesday in February. It was reported to have been very cold. It was also reported to have been Valentine’s Day. I’m taking everyone’s word on this because I don’t think they have any reason to lie, and really, do I have any other choice? Four years later, I moved to a small town in Central Florida where I began preparing for my life as a writer with the pre-requisite tortured childhood. (Okay, it wasn’t all that bad, but I did suffer from severe geek-itis)! I started to break out of my shell in the 9th grade, when I participated in several Chinese fire drills and an ill-received school bus “mooning” incident. After I graduated from high school, I went on to a career as a professional, part-time college student and a full-time office worker. These were fun times. I was living a chick-lit life. (Except chick-lit hadn’t been invented yet. Neither had reality TV. But we did have Melrose Place). Then, I got a major hair up my butt and moved to Philadelphia. Why Philadelphia? I don’t know why. I just knew. I got my heart broken. I started writing really bad poetry. Really, really bad.

Log In to see more information about Bebe Thomas
Log in or register now!

 

Series

 

 

 

© 2003-2025 off-the-edge.net  all rights reserved Privacy Policy