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Legacy: Patriarch Thomas Winslow is a first responder in the small town of Solemn Creed, Colorado. He has everything he wants – a loving, nurturing wife; an empathetic, insightful son; and a fulfilling career as a firefighter. His son’s best friend blazes into their lives and ignites their hearts. Thomas is on a quest to save this little boy from a life he endured but never had a choice. He fights for this child’s rights for a better future. Or is Thomas too late?
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In the Heat of it All: In the Heat of It All is the first book in the thrilling Brothers of Solemn Creed romantic suspense series. If you like small-town intrigue, surprising twists, and simmering chemistry, then you’ll love Jodi James’ heart-stopping story.
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To The Core: To The Core is the second book in the sexy Brothers of Solemn Creed romantic suspense series. If you like strong women, tormented heroes, and sizzling attractions, then you’ll adore Jodi James’s pulse-pounding novel.
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One Night: One Night is the third book in the sexy Brothers of Solemn Creed romantic suspense series. A tragic past. A mysterious, fascinating woman. And a deadly new case.
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At the End of the Day: At the End of the Day is the fourth book in the sexy Brothers of Solemn Creed romantic suspense series. Journey and Evan collide in a web of deceit and intrigue, thrusting them closer into danger. When passion ignites, Evan and Journey withstand the flames and find their truths amongst the ashes.
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I Wish You Could
I wish you could see the sadness of a business-man as his livelihood goes up in flames, or that family returning home, only to find their house and belongings damaged or destroyed.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen beneath you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3 a.m. as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively that it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke ~ sensations that I have become too familiar with.
I wish you could understand… Click here to read the full poem