"A fellow writer asked me, 'Who is your villain?' And I realized that in the work I do, I don't have villains I have issues. And that's exactly why women's fiction knows no limits," says author Robyn Carr. "I'm naturally drawn to strong, capable female characters, and when I begin a story I ask myself, 'What is she up against?' I try to write about issues that every woman faces at some point in her life, without ever losing sight of the basic sense of humor that helps us all through hard times."
A rocha dos murmúriosby Robyn Carr
Mike Valenzuela, ex-marine condecorado e polícia de Los Angeles, fora baleado em serviço e em Virgin River encontrara não só um lugar para curar as suas feridas como também a possibilidade de recuperar a esperança. Quando aceitou ser o primeiro e único
Virgin River parecia um local mágico . . .
Mike Valenzuela, ex-marine condecorado e polícia de Los Angeles, fora baleado em serviço e em Virgin River encontrara não só um lugar para curar as suas feridas como também a possibilidade de recuperar a esperança. Quando aceitou ser o primeiro e único polícia da vila, fê-lo consciente de que chegara o momento de assentar. Divorciado duas vezes e com uma interminável lista de amantes, secretamente, desejava comprometer-se com uma mulher para sempre. E descobriu que Brie Sheridan, uma inspectora de Sacramento, era a mulher com a qual queria partilhar a sua vida.
Também para Brie, Virgin River se transformara num porto seguro depois de ter estado prestes a perder a vida às mãos de um violador. Apesar de ser uma mulher forte e corajosa, às vezes, não era capaz de controlar o choro, mas em Mike encontrara um homem disposto a demonstrar-lhe que podia voltar a confiar.
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Falling Stars Chapter Two (Ivykit's POV) I watch the new cats enterring. They pad over to Darkmoon, who is lounging beneath a large pile of rocks— the Shade Stones. They provide shade ((duh!)) to hide from the blazing heat in. I follow them silently, not making a sound. "What is it, Darkmoon?" Foxstep, an ambitious tom, asks. "War. Silentstar wants us to prepare for war." The deputy responds, flicking his bushy tail. "War!?" Gasps the tortoiseshell apprentice, Rainpaw. I, too, am a tortoiseshell—black with orange and white flecks. "Yes. The Dark Forest is rising again. We need help. At the Gathering tonight, we will make an announcement." Before anyone can speak, Silentstar leaps on the large Sky Rock. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here to hear my words!" He yowls. Riverbreeze and Rosepaw peek out of the medicine den. Spiritwing is with them. My heart goes out to the silver warrior. She was struck with an uncurable disease as an apprentice, and can no longer be a warrior—ever. Or a medicine cat, really. Her illness could be spread, so she stays in a seperate den behind the medicine den. I stare up at Silentstar. My father. My sister, Featherkit, joins me. The silver tabby's eyes glow with excitement. "It is time for two young cats to become apprentices. Ivykit, Featherkit, please step forward." Our mother rushes over to groom us, but we shake her off and dart forward, standing before our father. "Ivykit, until you recieve your warrior name, you will be known as Ivypaw. Foxstep, you are ready for an apprentice. Pass on your courage and ambition to this young cat." Foxstep touches noses with me, then presses against me reassuringly. Trembling, I lean on him, grateful for support. "Featherkit, until you recieve your warrior name, you will be known as Featherpaw. Lilystream, it is time for youto recieve an apprentice. Pass on your quick-thinking and intelligence to this young cat." He finishes, nodding. He gives Rainpaw her warrior name, but I can hardly hear him. Joy fizzes in my paws. "We're apprentices!" I whisper. The moment the words leave my mouth, something odd happens. The world blurs for a moment, and thunder claps. Than everything's back to normal and our Clanmates are still cheering. "Did you see that?" I ask Featherpaw. But she's run off to talk to her new apprentice friends. I catch Foxstep's eye, but he turns back to Rainpaw. "Congrats, Raintail! Finally, we're both warriors!" He purrs. "We can't train together now because of your apprentice!" Raintail sighs. "It's okay. We're still friends, right? Duty first!" He jokes. Raintail turns away. I frown, but shake off the moment and go to find Featherpaw.