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TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS
Last Updated : 2024-12-31
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The book is the first-person account of a young biracial Mexican and African American woman, Evelyn Rosalyn Amiss. She repeatedly transports in time between her home in Texas and then Newark, New Jersey to different time periods. She meets and helps some of her ancestors along the way. This is my first journey into a fantasy, time travel novel. I hope you stick around for each riveting, historical and spicy page turner. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living, or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS NEW BEGINNINGS CAN SOMETIMES BE BITTERSWEET
That first year, I traveled and got reacquainted with New York and old friends.The second year, I bumped into an old college classmate leaving the gym one day. Tyler Momoa was a recently retired professional football player. He owned the gym and a couple of others. He is half black and half Samoan with a huge loving family that instantly embraced me.Tyler, from the very beginning, was overprotective of me, generous, loving, patient and considerate. He even confessed he had a crush on me in college but was scared to tell me. Since he was told by my old roommate, I don’t date athletes. She hadn’t lied to him.We dated for two years before he proposal on the 4th of July in front of family and friends. I was overjoyed to be planning my future with him.However, all that Independence Day and the week that followed, I couldn’t shake the feeling I was being watched. I would observe my surroundings, but nothing seemed out of place. No one seemed to be following me.Finally, one day, I was w
Last Updated : 2024-12-31TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS ON A MISSION
Unfortunately, as I was in the process of untying my feet, which was a little more difficult.The alarm on my pocket watch went off, and I hurriedly pulled it out of my pocket in an attempt to silence it. I stopped the alarm and took the time to rub on it three times. I finished my silent prayer but the last three words I spoke out loud, “Get me out of here!”At the same time, I heard her brother enter through the back door to the kitchen. In addition, old man Slater, a retired police officer, yelled for them to send me out and surrender that police were on the way.I saw a big bright light appear before me and a portal opened. My great, great-grandmother Dora walked out, pulled out a knife and freed me. Then, we walked back into the portal. I didn’t know who she was at first, but I felt instantly safe with her. Besides, she felt vaguely familiar.Furthermore, if I am being truly honest, anywhere else, in my opinion, at the time was better than sticking around my grandmother’s house.
Last Updated : 2024-12-31TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS CAUGHT BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
They had failed to complete successfully the mandatory counseling or stay away from me.Every time I reported their violations, my father and my soon- to – be ex-husband got them out of the jam.They even wanted me to go to court and rescind the order of protection, but I refused to do so.However, every time they did something bad to me, my husband demanded I forgive them and let it go. So, to keep the peace in my home, I regretfully didn’t make a fuss. He would make them apologize to me, and somehow it became my fault. Since I won’t rescind the charges against them. I was in love and foolishly trusted him. I stopped putting myself first, too afraid to have a failed marriage under my belt.My husband had recently ended an 18-month undercover sting where him and his team had taken down a vicious Mexican cartel operating in the U.S. called La Familia. He was able to rescue over two hundred women and children from shipping containers that were being sex-trafficked. He had promised me wh
Last Updated : 2024-12-31TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS CARVING OUT A LIFE FOR MYSELF IN SPITE OF....
However, I don’t look Caucasian at all. I am a light-skinned black woman mixed with Hispanic, period. I look more like the actresses Stacey Dash or Reagan Gomez.Once arriving in Brownsville, I soon found out not only was my father not dead. He was in fact a very wealthy man with a new family.I lived with my grandmother Maria in her two-bedroom house in the suburbs of Combes, Texas. She was wonderful to me. My dad gave her child support for me until I turned eighteen.While my father, Victor, and his new family, who didn't want any part of me, lived in South Padre Island, Texas. They called me every black racist slur you can think of to hurt my feelings.I quickly discovered my father was abusive to my mother and she fled. However, my mother and grandmother had stayed in touch secretly over the years. My grandmother had helped her escape him.After my mom left with me, it motivated my father to get his life together. Now, he has a chain of hardware stores all throughout Texas. I have
Last Updated : 2024-12-31TIME DOESN'T HEAL ALL WOUNDS THE LIES, THEY TOLD ME VERSUS THE TRUTH
*Warning* Strong language, explicit sexual content and emotional triggers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!Ten years ago, I purchased a beautiful antique golden pocket watch with engraved initials. “E.R.A. “Also, I was able to score an old Tiffany & Co. Return to Tiffany Tag Necklace and Bracelet in Silver and a pair of ladies Sperry Navy sneakers in size nine and half. I was so happy with this haul, especially since I only paid $50 altogether.Little did I know that my little weekly thrift store and antiquing outing for my online vintage store called Poor Little Rich Girl would end up allowing me to become a time traveler. I thought I had scored big by just discovering a pocket watch that had my initials on it. I have always been a huge history buff.My name is Evelyn Rosalyn Amiss.I have been traveling for so long through different time periods. I almost forgot what era I am really from until I heard two Englishmen in 1830 at a pub called "Illusions" say the phrase "Unfortunately, Samuel
Last Updated : 2024-12-31
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