Gena Showalter
Gena Showalter
Gena Showalteris an American author in the genres of contemporary romance, paranormal romance, and young adult...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 September 1975
CountryUnited States of America
horse powerful men
Words were one of the most powerful forces known— or unknown— to man. The Most High had created this world with His words. And humans, who had been fashioned in His image, could direct the entire course of their lives with their words, their mouths as the rudder on a ship, as the bridle on a horse. They produced with their words. They destroyed with their words.
summer location mets
I am so glad we met at an undisclosed location over the summer.
legs spread
The word of the day is legs. Let's go back to my place and spread the word.
hands thumbs bones
Galen cupped her cheek with his uninjured hand, his thumb caressing the rise of satin-covered bone. She trembled, but didn’t pull away.
worry ifs
I had faith, and if I had faith I couldn't worry.
hints world amusement
Should I pull on a shirt?" he asked with hint of amusement. I WILL NOT BLUSH. "No." He'd be doing the world a favor if he never wore a shirt again, but I wasn't going to tell him that part. "You're fine.
teenager grandmother trying
I’m not trying to—What do teenagers say nowadays?” he asked my grandmother.“Get all up in her biznez,” Nana said.Without cracking a smile.“That’s right,” he replied. “We’re not trying to get all up in your biznez, Ali.
risk truly-living
Truly living required risk.
spy logic okay
We can't spy on them if they aren't spying on us, now can we?" Warped logic, but okay.
party violin pity
We are so not breaking out the violins and pity partying.
fats anorexics right-place
Not fat, just not anorexic. She's soft in all the right places.
awards giving guy
Please, I'd love to meet the guy you couldn't handle, and give him and award.
sweat grandpa littles
Your Grandpa was a boxer in his youth. Sexiest thing I'd ever seen, let me tell you. He wore these short little shorts, and was always dripping in sweat." There goes my appetite.
lunch firsts breakfast
Why wouldn't I dance?' Uh, maybe because at first glance he looked like he ate puppies for breakfast and kittens for lunch?