I never thought that I would spend my retirement writing novels. Then again I never planned on hearing a voice, not my own, inside my head. At my age many of my friends think I am going senile, but they are wrong! So this sixty something year old is in front of an old typewriter and waiting. Waiting to hear the rest of this story, but it has been months of silence. I am beginning to believe that it is over and the voice is truly gone. Therefore will not be telling their life story and perhaps that is for the best. Everyone knows that I can't type well and my grammar is terrible! That doesn't matter and what does is letting you know this biography! Perhaps I should just put this old typewriter back in its case. I will spend last of my years wondering before I also get put in a case. I hope my porcelain farm animals find a good home when I'm gone. WHAT? Okay The voice is back, but not as loud and different than before. But I am pleased to hear it again and hope my arthritis doesn't act up. I will manage the pain of typing many pages and finally get use to it. I should buy one of those computers everyone is using these days. I understand it could even help with my grammar, but I don't know? What? You are right and I am ranting on. But how should I begin this novel and it can't be at the beginning? What? Of course and why wouldn't it? It will start where I left off from my writings of Devan. This novel is named Aurorae and I beg forgiveness for my mistakes! Thank you Morgan E. Wentworth.

Abis pregnancy has ended her career. Now she must face life alone and care for her baby. While trying to just find her own way in life, two men vie for her attention. One loves her and could secure her future but doesnt make her heart pound. The other desires her and captivates her attention but she could die at his hands. Will the fates be kind or cruel? Can she find love or will she lose everything? Warning: Contains explicit sexual subject matter and extreme violence. Reader discretion advised. Not intended for readers under the age of 18.

T.M. professed his love for Mouse but she brushed it off. During a mission, he split the team to explore some caves. Her team was violently attacked. T.M. fought his way to her and found her near death. Will Mouse survive and be the same woman he loved? Will the scars in her mind pull her away from him? Will she find trust enough to let him help her? Can she admit to loving him? Join their journey of hope and horror, laughter and loss, as they try to find and hold on to love. Warning: For mature readers only.