Saturday, 1 June 2019


“In Moonlight and Memories” 
trilogy debuts July 1st!

Volume One

Volume Two

Volume Three


Title: In Moonlight and Memories trilogy
Author: Julie Ann Walker
Release Date: July 1, 2019

BLURB supplied via Author
Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army—dragging my best friend with him—and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

Cash: How do you know if you’re at the end of the beginning or the beginning of the end? That's what I've been trying to figure out since a traumatic brain injury made me "unfit to serve." I'm back in New Orleans, and picking up the shattered pieces of my past means I must confront where my life's journey began... and where it all might end.

Luc: Long ago, Maggie May was mine. Not mine in the way you might think. She was mine because she was my only friend. Then Cash came along and we became brothers by something stronger than blood. We became brothers by choice. When tragedy struck, I was forced to make a decision that changed all our lives. I thought, after ten years, it was safe to come back home. I was wrong... 


Sneak Peek #13 for In Moonlight and Memories

            "You're only saying that because you're trying to be selfless! Because you don't believe you can be helped, and you don't want to saddle me with your injury and your pain and—"
            He shoves away from the table, standing so quickly his chair tips over. Yard yelps and scurries from the kitchen to join the cats beneath the sofa in the living room.
            "Stop it, Maggie." His voice has gone frighteningly soft. "By trying to force something now, you're ruining what we had."
            That takes me aback. The idea is abhorrent, tunneling through my brain like a diseased worm.         
            "Cash, please." I grab his hand.    
            "Stop touching me!" He shakes me off.
            A hard sob threatens, and I gulp past it so I have the breath to beg, "Don't do this. Don't push me away because you think it's better to be strong than vulnerable around people who love you."
            "Cash," Luc says quietly. "Listen to Maggie May."
            "Stay out of this," Cash hisses. "This is between me and her." He swings back to me. "It's over, Maggie. Even if this neurosurgeon can help me, it's over. Ours was the kind of love only possible between innocent and inexperienced hearts."
            "You don't mean that." Lord, that might be the saddest, most pathetic thing I've ever said.
            "I do mean it. I loved you then, and I love you now. But it's not the kind of love you're hoping for." When I shake my head, he glares at me. "You're going to make me come out and say it, aren't you?"
            I can feel my chin wobbling. "I guess you have to."
            "I don't want you. Not like that. Not anymore. And I'm sorry I didn't admit it earlier, but I was trying not to hurt your feelings."
            "I don't believe you," I whisper, my heart clinging to denial like it's a life raft.
            He throws his head back and yells, "Fuck!" at the ceiling. Then he grabs his jacket from the back of the chair and reaches for the door handle.
            "Where are you going?" Luc stands.
            "Home," Cash grits from between clenched teeth.
            When the door clicks shut behind him, I try to stand and go after him, but I'm dizzy. I can't tell up from down.
            Luc is quick to thread an arm around my waist, steadying me. "Come with me, Maggie May," he says.
            I don't know what else to do, so I let him guide me into the living room where he settles onto the sofa and pats his lap in invitation. Even though I'd love nothing more than to be cradled and comforted, knowing what I know now about how he feels, that wouldn't be right. So instead of his lap, I choose the spot next to him and rest my head against his shoulder.
            "Do you think love has an expiration date?" I ask, feeling unaccountably tired. "If you don't use it by a certain time, do you think it turns sour?"
            Luc is quiet for a moment, considering my question. Eventually, he shakes his head. "No. I think true love is endless. Boundless. Eternal."
            I laugh, but it's devoid of humor. "Then tell me what I'm supposed to do about Cash."
            His tone is somber. "Keep on loving him, I reckon. Loving him and supporting him and rooting for him."
            "Even when loving him hurts?"
            "Especially then." Now, there's a hint of sadness in his voice. “It’s like most things in life. If it's worth having, it's not gonna come easy."

A little about Julie…
Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Julie grew up in a house full of women – she has three older sisters. As you can imagine, there was no lack of drama… or romance. Her mother enrolled her in a book club as soon as she began to read and it was the small spark that ignited her voracious appetite for the written word.C
Because of Julie’s early immersion in literature, she found writing came quite naturally. In high school, she won multiple writing contests and was the proud senior editor of The Tiger’s Tale – her school newspaper.
During her college years, however, she longed for a challenge. “Reading and writing felt like second nature to me, so I looked for a way to flex my mental muscles,” she recalls. After receiving a Bachelor of Science degree, Julie began teaching advanced high school mathematics.
“I loved working with the students and facing the challenges of the classroom, but I longed for the occasional snow day when I could race to the local book store, buy two or three new novels, and curl up in front of the fire to read.”
It wasn’t until a fortuitous move to Chicago that Julie once more returned to her first passion.
Now Julie loves to travel the world looking for views to compete with her deadlines. When she’s not writing, she enjoys camping, hiking, cycling, cooking, petting every dog that walks by her, and… reading, of course!

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And always remember, 
“The greatest of loves can begin 
in the simplest of ways...”

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