Love is a Many-Splendored Battlefield
The very first book I self-published, oh those many years ago, was a love story. Well, it was a horror story but it was really about falling in love for the first time. Basically the same thing, I know. It was titled "The Tunnels Under the Roses" which served as both a metaphor and a location. It was a metaphor because it meant there are all sorts of dark places that lie just beneath the beauty of love. A bit dark, sure. But the most beautiful flower needs dark, rich soil to