Fade to Midnight

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Kensington Books, 2010 - Fiction - 490 pages
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After brain surgery triggers horrifying flashbacks in Kev Larsen's mind, he must enlist the help of Edie Parrish, an attractive woman with special power, if he is ever going to figure out what happened in his life before he was brutally beaten in an alley. By the author Ultimate Weapon.
 

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User Review  - Lauren2013 - LibraryThing

Fade to Midnight 4.5 Stars Series note: The plot in this book is a direct continuation of the storyline in Edge of Midnight. As such, it is highly recommended that it be read first even if you skip ... Read full review

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User Review  - msphotogirl - LibraryThing

Shannon McKenna always writes great books. However they are way TOO LONG. It would be just as good if not better book without all the extra she puts in them. I recommend skimming this book and not reading it word for word. Read full review

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Contents

Section 1
1
Section 2
5
Section 3
22
Section 4
43
Section 5
60
Section 6
75
Section 7
82
Section 8
92
Section 22
257
Section 23
269
Section 24
281
Section 25
296
Section 26
305
Section 27
315
Section 28
324
Section 29
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Section 9
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Section 10
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Section 11
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Section 12
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Section 13
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Section 14
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Section 15
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Section 16
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Section 17
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Section 18
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Section 19
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Section 20
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Section 21
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Section 30
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Section 31
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Section 32
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Section 33
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Section 34
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Section 35
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Section 36
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Section 37
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Section 38
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Section 39
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Section 40
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Section 41
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About the author (2010)

I started writing my first romance novel in secret. I was working a temp job in an insurance office in Manhattan at the time, and the office manager had made it clear that even if there was nothing to do, I still had to look busy-- never one of my big talents. I felt bad about the wasted time, though, and I needed something to round out my other chosen career, which was singing. Yeah, that's right. Most artists choose a more practical Plan B to back up their improbable Plan A. Me? No way. "Long Shot" is my middle name. So I sneakily set up a Document 1 and a Document 2 with a spreadsheet on it. If my Boss du Jour walked by I could quick-like-a-bunny switch screens, and whenever the coast was clear, I went back to my story. Not that I was slacking, mind you. If there was work to be done, I did it. The sneakiness felt familiar, though, because I've been teased about reading romances since I was a kid. I think the day I finally grew up was the day I stopped trying to cover up what I was reading on the bus, train or subway. Let people think whatever they like. It wasn't until I moved to Italy that I got serious about writing, though. I found myself with many long, quiet days alone with nothing to do, so I slogged my way bravely to the end of the manuscript and sent it out. Everybody rejected it-except for Kensington. I wrote for them for a few years, and then made a bid for an erotic novella for the new Brava imprint, and oh joy, they accepted it. Then I wrote BEHIND CLOSED DOORS. And so on, and so forth. That's how I started. I can't think of anything I'd rather do. I never knew it would be so scary, and so hard . . . all that solitude and silence, a blank computer screen, and no one to blame. But still. It's worth it. It's great.

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