The Morrow Family Saga: Series 2: 1960s, Book 2: New Mother Nature: The Morrow Family Saga, Series 2: 1960s, #2

By Jaysen True Blood

A pregnant Natalia is given a second chance in the music business. Demmie and Nick Morrow are still in Vietnam. Ken Wells appears in Thailand. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jaysen True Blood
• Release date: Apr 5, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224776764

Jaysen True Blood

Jaysen True Blood was born and raised in the Midwest where he currently resides. His first taste of writing came early in grade school with a class assignment. a few years later, his love for writing would return as he found himself with another class assignment, this time a poetry unit. through junior high, he would write a series of novels, many poems, and begin his long interest in writing song lyrics as well. In high school, he would learn the value of tall tales, myths and other kinds of stories as he continued to build his store of stories. upon graduation, he went for a semester at a university, where he would write two stories, one of which would become a serial online for about six months. Returning home, he worked at just about anything he could find, but never strayed far from his love of the story. After his first marriage, he signed on with Keep It Coming, an e-zine, where he wrote two serials, "Tales From The Renge" and "Breed's Command" (the same characters appear with Fancy Marsh in several subsequent westerns. The serial was taken from a manuscript written for a class assignment while in high school). H also wrote writing and music related articles for the print version of KIC that came out for just three issues. When KIC went under, Jay was once again forced to work at different jobs just to make ends meet. between 2007 and 2010, Jay would release "Seven By Jay: Seven Short Stories", "The Price Of Lust: Book One Of Faces In The Crowd" and "So Here's To Twilight And Other Poems".

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1:

Life could not have been better.Trent was the most amazing man. She had truly been blessed when he walked into her life. A true gentleman, he never had a harsh word to say.

Natalia was finally happy. At peace, she now set about planning a family. Married life was agreeing with her. And Trent made it so easy.

He let her take her time and heal. Emotionally, she was stronger than she'd ever been. Physically, she had regained her full health. Sexually, she had opened up to him.

Their marriage was strong, stronger than most. She was most impressed with how well he took to Matt. It was almost as if he had been meant to be Matt's father. And Matt was taken with him as well.

They seemed to go everywhere together. There wasn't any place in the city where they could not be seen. The park, the theater, every restaurant in town—it didn't matter. Trent was well suited for family life.

But he couldn't help feeling as if there was something missing. Something important. And so, he began searching. He just didn't know what he was looking for.

I think it's time for you to talk to your family. His statement was out of the blue one day as they sat on the couch together. "You should try to reconcile with them. Forgive them for the past.

It isn't good to carry around all that hurt. All that anger. Grudges aren't good for the heart or the soul. Please, if you don't do it for yourself, then do it for Matt. He deserves to know all of his family. Not just those you feel comfortable with. Besides. I heard that your sister has been looking for you.

She looked at him. How do I erase what they did? I mean, I was thrown out of their lives on the word of a monster.

He took her in his arms. Your sister has been heard saying that they realized their mistake too late. They want closure with you. They are making the effort to look for you.

She nodded. Alright. I suppose my exile has been long enough. And you are right, Matt needs to know them. He needs to grow up around his family.

Trent smiled. It'll help you heal, Baby. Trust me. It'll help all of you heal.

She nodded. She knew he was right. He was always right. After all, he was the son of a therapist. He should know such things.

She looked up into his eyes. I ask only that your mother and you be present. Please. You both have been my strength this last year. Without you, I-i don't know how I would be able to handle the whole thing.

He kissed her on the forehead. I promise that I will be there with you. Mom will too.

She snuggled into his warmth. I love you so much. Her voice was little more than a whisper.. You know what I should really be doing, but are so patient with me.

He leaned back, giving her more space to snuggle into him. It is what love does, Beloved. It helps those it fills what is needed.

She crawled onto his lap and lay on top of him, face-to-face. She smiled. You always know exactly what to say. You're a real smooth operator, Trent Goodacre. You know exactly how to turn me on.

He wrapped his arms around her and carefully rolled over until he was on top, then smiled. Baby, you turn me on without words. He kissed her lips.

She smiled up at him. So when are we going to face my family?

He propped himself up so that he was above her, her arms still loosely wrapped around his neck. As soon as I talk it over with mom. She has some idea how to get in touch with your sister.

She pulled him gently to her. Ok, Then. C'm here, you big hunk. Kiss me again and make me forget where I am. she smiled her most seductive smile and batted her come hither bedroom eyes.

He gently allowed himself to return to where they were chest to chest. God, how he loved her! She was so sexy, so beautiful.  And she was all his.

But she was no possession. She was his wife, his better half. She ruled his heart and shared his life. Nothing more. He could not own her.

And he didn't want to. He wanted to leave her free. He needed her to remain free. To stay was, and always would be, hers and hers alone. He was just glad that she chose to do so.

She stared into his beautiful eyes, losing herself. She could see eternity there and it was wonderful. Her heart was forever his. She was forever his. She willingly gave him her all.

She could lay there forever and never once move. She loved feeling him there above her. She loved the scent of his cologne, the scent of his aftershave. She loved feeling his rippling muscles against her soft flesh.

She wondered how he got to be so hunky without a day in the gym. He had never stepped into one all the time she had been with him, and yet he was exceptionally strong. It made her heart skip a beat just thinking about it. So strong. So much more a man than anyone she had ever known, except possibly Daddy.

She kissed those handsome lips. How she longed for more. How she wanted more. She needed more.

And he always knew what she needed. He rose from his position above her, then picked her up in his arms.  She gave him a pout. Why are you ruining the mood? I wanted you to take me where we were.

He smiled. We can't risk little eyes seeing, now can we?

She shook her head. No, I guess not.

He smiled at her. Then we will take this where we have a bit of privacy. Besides. I couldn't possibly give you all the pleasure I desire to give you if we stayed on the couch.

He felt her shiver in anticipation. He turned around and headed up the stairs to their bedroom. She kissed his neck every step of the way. As he laid her on the bed, she wriggled out of her clothes so that he wouldn't have to remove them.  As she did, she watched him remove his shirt. She smiled.

2:

Shasta smiled sadly . Nattie had always believed that their parents had pushed her out of their lives. Out of the family.

They had not. And though they did not know exactly how to address the elephant in the room, they had attempted to give Nattie exactly what she wanted.  Not that they had succeeded.

Nattie’s rape had done much to drive a wedge between her and her family.  Her parents had not known how best to help her in the aftermath, but they had done their best. Shasta had never been very close to Nat, but she had felt her sister’s pain.

She had hated seeing Nattie battle her demons. She had to sit by and watch her sister struggle with nightmares and flashbacks. And it hurt.

It broke her heart not knowing how to help Nattie. She knew that her sister needed them. She knew that they were woefully under prepared for what had to be done.

When Nattie had seemingly moved on, she had hoped that the worst was over. When she began touring with the band, Shasta believed that it was all over. But when all hell broke loose, and Nattie’s first husband was killed, she watched her