Amie Knight

They say the red zone is the hardest place to score. But for me, those last twenty yards were my sweet spot....

There was something about that first score, and not just on the football field. I loved all of life's firsts, which was why I'd been saving mine for one girl, my older sister's best friend—Hazel Jones....

As a linebacker, I lived and breathed football. The only thing I loved as much as the game was my twin brother, Max, who kept me almost as busy cleaning up his messes. So, it shouldn't have surprised me when a woman showed up on my doorstep, claiming to be pregnant with Max's baby....

I was reunited with Livingston Montgomery in the broad sunshine of a Carolina morning, right where she belonged; in the light. It'd been too long since I'd seen her face. She had changed, but so had I....

Ainsley came into my life in a flurry of vibrant colors, lighting my world up when all seemed lost....

Moving to New York is my dream come true, but the big city is a tough place to navigate for a small-town Southern girl like me. Luckily, fate sent me my very own knight in shining armor....

Five seconds. A deafening blast. Pain. Silence. That was all it took for an IED to end my life as I knew it. The man I was shattered in a hard wave of sound and debris....

You’ll never hear anyone wax poetic over an organ quite like they do the heart. When you’re lost in the world? Follow your heart. As a lead pediatric cardiac surgeon, I knew better than anyone that the heart is equally as powerful as it is delicate....

I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky. He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn't belong in the dark. Nevertheless it was where he lived: a different world than mine. I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante. But I didn't want money. I wanted him....

I was a thief. The invisible girl only he could see. The woman who wanted to be more. He was the mark. The extraordinary cowboy who stole my 16-year-old heart. The damaged man who still owned it, even four years later. The Line was where we began....