About the Author
Writing is my passion. It hasn't always been. I began writing in high school mostly just for fun. I never once took it seriously or had aspirations of becoming a published writer.

I began writing Forever Mine in the 10th grade. I'd forgotten all about it until many MANY years later after moving into a new home, I began to unpack a box that had been sitting in my old houses garage closet. After unpacking old year books and school photos I'd long ago thought were lost forever. I came across an envelope with about seven chapters worth of Forever Mine. I became engrossed in the romance I'd forgotten all about. When I got to the last page I'd written I was so disappointed because I REALLY wanted to know what happened next.

I decided to finish it. It has been one of the most pleasurable experiences of my life. I felt like I was living their story and enjoyed every minute. When I was finally done I cried. I missed my characters so much I decided there would be more. After much tweaking and editing I wanted the world to read Forever Mine, so I self published. Now I'm hooked on writing.

The experience continues as I work on Always Been Mine the second in the series of The Moreno Brothers. I'm on a roller coaster again and loving every minute. I hope to have it out by early 2011, then I can get started on the the 3rd which the title has yet to come to me. I will, and when it does. I will update my bio. =)

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This sample is another excerpt of my debut YA romance novel "Forever Mine" available on Amazon   and B&N Nook .

The set up:
  Sarah has already gushed about the best friend she longs to go back home to Sydney, more than once.  However Angel assumes Sydney is a girl. For now Sarah has let the assumption go without correcting him. In this scene Sarah and Angel are on their first real date strolling the shops in Old Town San Diego.


Forever Mine by Elizabeth Reyes

 
Angel walked over to where Sarah had stopped and was looking at little turtle figurines with heads that bobbled. He tapped the little head to make it wiggle.

“You like that?” He grimaced.

“It’s cute.”

“My sister has a bunch of those. Ever since her friends found out she liked them they’ve started buying her more. So she collects them now.” Angel chuckled. “I remember the time some idiot brought one to the restaurant for her. My brother Alex broke the head off.”

Sarah looked at him weird. “Why’d he do that?”

Angel was still smiling. He picked out a couple the turtles for his sister and turned back to Sarah, “She was only fifteen. That’s way too young for a boyfriend.”

He watched as Sarah crinkled her nose and she got that little wrinkle between her eyes. He was beginning to love all her expressions. “Maybe he was just a friend.”

“No such thing.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean there’s no such thing as guy’s and girls being friends.” Angel moved along the aisle still not seeing anything that grabbed him. He stopped when he noticed Sarah hadn’t moved.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” She walked toward him. “You really believe that?

“Believe what?”

“That guys and girls can’t be friends?”

Angel stopped looking through all the junk on the shelves and turned his attention to Sarah. “Yeah, don’t you?”

“No. I think it is possible.”

“Really?” He lifted an eyebrow. “You have a lot of guy friends, Sarah?”

Sarah cleared her throat and glanced back at the souvenirs on the shelf. “Not a lot. But I have some.” 

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