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“If You Decide to Tell Her, That’s Up to You” Trust With Hearts by @KWilkinsauthor #romance


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Title: Trust with Hearts

Author: Kelli A. Wilkins

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

Blurb:

After a bitter breakup, Sherrie Parker seeks refuge at her cousin Dave’s house in rural West Virginia. Early one morning, she runs into Dave’s other houseguest, a singer named Curtis Taylor. The last thing Sherrie wants is to share living quarters with a country music crooner – even if he is sexy, in a cowboy sort of way.

 

Thrown together by circumstances, Sherrie and Curtis get off to a rocky start, but soon discover they have more in common than they ever imagined. Unable to fight their growing attraction, they give in to their desires and start a sizzling summer romance.

 

Everything is perfect between them until Sherrie discovers that Curtis is keeping secrets from her – and his biggest secret of all will change everything. Can their newfound love survive, or will destiny keep them apart forever?

 

Here’s a tame excerpt from Trust with Hearts:

“I told Sherrie to work things out with you. She seemed fine with it,” Dave said as he stirred a pot of spaghetti sauce on the stove.

 

Curtis carried the supper dishes to the table. “Yeah, well, that sure changed fast.”

 

He set Sherrie’s plate close to Dave’s. The round table would fit the three of them fine, but he didn’t want to get too close to Sherrie. He didn’t need to start a new fight with her when they hadn’t finished the old one yet.

 

“She came down to the cottage blaming me because she couldn’t sleep. I coulda let that go, until she insulted my music… again,” he added. “Did you tell her about me?”

 

Dave sprinkled black pepper into the spaghetti sauce. “Of course not. All she knows is you’re staying here and working on your music. I didn’t mention anything about,” he paused and looked toward the kitchen doorway, “CJ, or the hospital. If you decide to tell her, that’s up to you.”

 

“I doubt that’s gonna happen, seeing how she feels about country music,” he replied as he arranged silverware next to the plates. “You know I rarely offer up opinions, Dave, but your sweet-lookin’ Yankee cousin’s—”

 

He stopped as he saw Sherrie standing in the doorway. “Oh Lord.”

 

“His Yankee cousin’s… what?”

 

He breathed a sigh of relief. At least Sherrie hadn’t heard him call her sweet-lookin’. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Truth be told, Sherrie was sweet-looking.

 

Waves of chestnut-colored hair framed her oval face. Her almond-shaped brown eyes were draped with long lashes, she had a kissable, rosebud mouth, and from what he’d seen of her this morning, Sherrie was curvy in all the right places. Too bad she acted so moody.

 

He stared into her eyes for a full fifteen seconds. His piercing baby blues were capable of rendering women speechless. They had the power to charm, as well as disarm, anyone.

 

Sherrie shifted her gaze to the floor and he smirked. Direct eye contact had done the trick. Sherrie might have lots of fight, but she had nothing to back it up.

 

“Ornery,” he answered. “I was about to say ‘ornery’.”

 

Dave banged the wooden spoon on the edge of the pot, breaking the tension in the room. “Sher, I thought you were gonna apologize to Curtis.”

 

“I did, but then His Royal Majesty dismissed me.”

 

Curtis moved back as Sherrie strode past him and yanked the refrigerator open. She stuck her head inside and rummaged around.

 

He took advantage of the opportunity and admired the way her denim shorts clung to her backside. A tingle spread through his groin as he envisioned running his hands up the back of her smooth thighs. He turned his head as she took out the pitcher of sweet tea.

 

“What were you looking at?”

 

“Nothin’.” Why did he feel compelled to touch her? It must be hormones, he reasoned. The last thing he needed was to get involved with a Yankee woman who hated him on sight. He scratched his chin and chuckled. Now there was a switch. Women all over the world would pay a fortune to spend five minutes in the same room with him, and yet Sherrie despised him.

 

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

 

“Nothin’.”

 

“Bull.” Sherrie sat at the table and poured herself a glass of tea.

 

He rolled his eyes. Naturally, she had taken his seat. He wouldn’t protest. Sherrie was Dave’s cousin, and he’d been raised to respect women—even stubborn Yankee women…

 

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Kelli Cliffs

 

About the Author:

Kelli A. Wilkins is an award-winning author who has published more than 100 short stories, 19 romance novels, and 5 non-fiction books. Her romances span many genres and heat levels.

 

Her paranormal-comedy, Beauty & the Bigfoot, was published in September 2017.

 

Kelli released Trust with Hearts, a contemporary romance, in July 2017. Her third gay romance, Four Days with Jack, was released in June 2017. Kelli’s trilogy of erotic romance novellas, Midsummer Night’s Delights, Midwinter Night’s Delights, and Ultimate Night’s Delights was published in spring 2017.

 

Loving a Wild Stranger was published in January 2017. This historical/pioneer romance is set in the wilds of the Michigan Territory and blends tender romance with adventure.

 

Kelli’s third Medallion Press romance, Lies, Love & Redemption is a spicy historical western set on the Nebraska prairie in 1877.

 

Her horror short fiction has appeared in several anthologies. If you like to be scared, don’t miss Dead Til Dawn and Kropsy’s Curse.

 

Kelli’s writing book, You Can Write—Really! A Beginner’s Guide to Writing Fiction is a fun and informative guide filled with writing exercises and helpful tips all authors can use.

 

Kelli posts on her Facebook author page: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKelliWilkins and Twitter: www.Twitter.com/KWilkinsauthor.

 

She also writes a weekly blog: http://kelliwilkinsauthor.blogspot.com/.

 

Visit her website, www.KelliWilkins.com to learn more about all of her writings, read book excerpts, reviews, and more. Readers can sign up for her newsletter here: http://eepurl.com/HVQqb.

 

 

Here are a few links to find Kelli & her writings on the web

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Always With You by Hannah Ellis @BooksEllis Book Blitz #99cents #romance


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This is my stop during the book blitz for Always With You by Hannah Ellis. This book blitz is organized by Lola’s Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 3 till 9 October. See the tour schedule here.

 

Always With You is only $0.99 on Amazon for a limited time!

 

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Genre: Contemporary Romance

Age category: Adult

Release Date: 3 October 2017

 

Blurb:

A secret kept for more than twenty years. A daughter intent on finding the truth…

 

In 1994, twenty-one-year-old Evelyn Taylor left England to backpack around Australia. When she stopped off in the dusty outback town of Kununurra, she never expected to fall in love with the place – and the people. But Joe Sullivan captured her heart, and when her fun-filled year in Australia came to an end, saying goodbye to him was the hardest thing she’d ever done.

 

In 2017, Evelyn’s daughter, Libby, embarks on her own Australian adventure. Grief-stricken following her mother’s death, she’s determined to find the father she never met.

 

Little does she know that digging up the past will be more complicated than she ever imagined.

 

 

Excerpt:

“I’m going to come straight out and ask,” Heidi said, pausing from filing her nails. “Do you want a hug? We could just sit here and cry for the morning if you want? I’d deal with anyone who tried to interrupt.”

I chuckled lightly as I started the process of extracting my outer layer of clothing and readying myself for a morning of making beds and cleaning up after a bunch of strangers. “No, thanks!”

“We can find a minibar to raid if you want?”

“I don’t think so.”

“A regular-sized bar then, if you insist!”

“Did Mel message you?” I asked, pulling on the ugly grey tabard and switching my shoes for a pair of well-worn Crocs.

“Only like a thousand times,” Heidi said, swivelling to sit upright on the couch. “She told me to look out for you today. As if I don’t look out for you every day! She’s actually driving me a bit crazy. You know she had the cheek to invite me over for dinner tonight?”

“She is awful sometimes,” I said, deadpan. “What a cow.”

“But why does she think I need an invitation? Is she trying to make a point about all the times I come around without being invited? Like every Friday night for the past ten years! I’m family. Why do I suddenly need an invite?”

“Well, you’re not actually family,” I reminded her.

They’re your family, and I’m your family, so I’m related to them through you.”

“Just two small flaws to that equation,” I said flatly. “I’m not related to them or you!”

“I’m your best friend!” she said, outraged. “We’re bound by the knowledge of each other’s deepest secrets and most embarrassing moments. It’s more of a tie than blood, that is. And of course Mel and Rob are your family. You say the weirdest things sometimes. I don’t know why you insist on identifying as a poor little orphan girl.”

“I don’t!” I spluttered. Heidi stared at me, her eyebrows at odd angles. “I’m not even an orphan,” I mumbled. “I have a father somewhere.”

Heidi settled herself back into the couch. “Let’s talk about him.”

“Let’s not.” Sometimes I wished I’d never mentioned my father to Heidi. The snippets of information I’d found out about him before Mum died had played on my mind for a while, and I’d confided in Heidi at the time. I still knew little more than his name. Heidi had been more excited by the revelation than me. She’d spent time searching for him on the internet but hadn’t found out much, other than that he still lived in Australia – where my mum had met him. Heidi had wanted to get on the first plane and go track him down. The more Heidi encouraged me, the more I laughed it off as a crazy idea. After all, I’d managed perfectly well without a father for twenty-one years; why did I need one now?

Because you don’t have a mother any more, the annoying voice inside my head reminded me.

 

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Hannah EllisAbout the Author:

Hannah Ellis lives in Munich with her husband and two little boys. She’s originally from England and has lived in America, Australia and Ireland. As well as writing, she also teaches English to kindergarten kids. In her spare time she likes to read books, drink tea and eat chocolate. She goes jogging regularly but hasn’t decided if she really enjoys it or not. She’s a huge fan of sunshine, and the many Munich beer gardens.

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Not All Dark Heroes Are Bad Boys… Luc (Men of Honor, Book 2) by @LiviaQuinn #romance #books


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Not all tall, dark and dangerous heroes are bad boys…

 

As romance readers, we always hear about the dark heroes, the bad boys, the tortured souls. But what about that guy who fairly shines from within with his easy-going nature, whose values of integrity and honor are so deeply engrained that it isn’t reflected as ego or ulterior motives. This is Luc, the hero of his own book, Luc, Men of Honor, book 2, just released. Luc is one of my favorite heroes in my books. I hope you love him, too.

 

Title: Luc, Men of Honor, book 2

Author: Livia Quinn

Genre: Contemporary Military Romance

 

 

Blurb:

Was he a hero, or a pretender?

 

The first time Delilah Burke saw Luc was at the crime scene, and she assumed he was a certain type¾tall, dark and dangerous, and a criminal—because he looked the part. She’d been wrong. But since he was dressed like a mercenary and appeared to be aiming his gun at another man and the cashier, how was she to know? Under the circumstances a careful cop doesn’t presume or assume. Del had followed protocol.

 

Luc relaxed as the cop’s boot pressed him down on the grimy floor of the small grocery. But then her cornflower blue eyes peered upside down into his and his stomach lurched. She’d eventually figure out he wasn’t the perp and instead had thwarted the robbery. As he watched the intriguingly beautiful cop command those around her, he decided she was just what he’d been looking for. But Luc’s part-time job required some unusual costumes and equipment. When she found out he was neither a criminal or a hero, would she listen to his proposition?

 

With each day that passes, Del finds the former Naval officer to be almost too good to be true. Then trouble arrives from Luc’s past and Del faces a choice¾believe the evidence against him, or trust her heart.

 

For this week only, the first book in the series, Ridge, Men of Honor will be $0.99 10/1-10/8

 

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Excerpt: 

Luc ran his hand through his hair. He’d be glad when this shoot was over. He clomped down the hallway in the heavy boots to his dressing room.

 

“Lu-uc,” Mercy whined, “we could practice during the break.” The damn woman had followed him to the wardrobe room. He sighed. This particular shoot had taken twice as long as others for Roger. He didn’t want the photographer thinking he couldn’t do his job. He was afraid it was going to come to embarrassing the woman—if that was even possible. Who would believe him if he said he didn’t want the attentions of a woman with Mercy’s looks and sex appeal?

 

Mercy’s antics were getting to him more today. And it was Delilah Burke’s fault. Delilah. Her name suited her. He’d only gotten a hint of her beauty in that uniform, but…

 

“Damn it, Mercy.” He’d been trying to get into the wardrobe room, but when the hall emptied she’d twined her arms around his neck from behind and pushed herself against him, rubbing his back with her hard…fake…breasts. With his cheek pressed against the door, he ran through his options.

 

Luc knew enough women that some might consider him an expert. He appreciated and respected them too much to ever use force against one. But Mercy Love was unlike any of the other women in his life, and he was getting desperate. She had him in an awkward position, and she knew it. If she persisted, the only way he’d be able to get her off of him was to toss her against the opposite wall. Then she’d make a scene and accuse him of using his superior strength and size to assault her. He’d heard about her from a friend over at Victor Films. She was trouble. This would be his last shoot with her if he had anything to do with it. “If you don’t leave me be…”

 

“Oh, shut up, Luc. You’ve been making eyes at me, rubbin’ that hard body against mine. I know you want this.” Her hand moved down to cup his groin.

 

He reached down and grabbed her wrist. “Enough. I mean it.”

 

She ignored him, grinding her pelvis against his butt. “Oooh, the big man wants me to beg. Pleeaase, Luc. I can have you begging for it in just ten minutes. Give me a chance, please,” her voice whined and her other hand roamed.

 

The bitch was too much. “I’m. Not. Interested.” He spun her around and crossed his arms over her chest, his only option, but a big mistake.  Now his groin was taking the abuse, and much as he was becoming disgusted with himself, he was aware that only a dead man would be able to remain unaffected by her antics. He was stronger than her, though. He should be able to end this somehow.

 

“Uh, excuse me. Do you know where I might find Luc Larue?”

 

Luc stilled. But Mercy was good on the fly. She jerked a hand free and then it was in his hair. “Luc, honey. I know you want me bad, but a ten-minute break just isn’t enough time to do a girl justice. Let me go freshen up and we’ll take this up after the shoot.”

 

Luc released her wrist and all five-nine of lusciousness slithered away. Like a snake in Regency clothing.

 

Delilah Burke stood in the hallway in her cop uniform staring first at the woman flouncing away and humming. Then she turned narrowed eyes on him.

 

“Well. That was certainly…”

 

“Shocking?” Luc asked, resigned.

 

“Entertaining,” she said.

 

“Embarrassing,” he said.

 

She raised one eyebrow. “I’m not embarrassed.”

 

Luc, Men of Honor book 2, was previously published as Hard Days Knight but the series has been rebranded to better focus on the heroes and heroines commitment to country and community.

 

 

Buy Links: https://books2read.com/luc all stores

 

Livia Quinn

 

Author Biography:

Livia Quinn grew up in D.C. going to Redskins and University of Maryland games with her daddy. She was transplanted to the south and has written twelve books on the bayou where she gets substantial fodder from the Louisiana culture and weather. She is protected from the bears, alligators and snakes by her husband and their feisty Pomeranian aka Dusty the Cajun husky.

 

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Vengeance Rules Her Life… Maggie’s Revenge by USA Today Bestseller @jacqbiggar #books #rrbc


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Title: Maggie’s Revenge

Author: Jacquie Biggar

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Publisher: Wavefront Publishing

 

Book Blurb:

DEA Special Agent Maggie Holt is fierce, smart, beautiful– and in over her head.

 

Maggie has been working undercover 15 months when she is taken by Chinese-Mexican cartel leader, Chenglei. She tries to escape with 8 other women and is captured and brutally punished.

 

Adam O’Connor is angry and frustrated. It’s his fault his partner, and one-time lover, is missing and no matter how many leads he chases, they don’t bring Maggie home.

 

An unexpected break in the case sends Adam south to Texas. His old SEAL Team Chief, Frank Stein, offers his home and his help in the search effort.

 

Will these two strong men find Maggie? And will their decades old friendship be destroyed by their love for the same woman?

 

Pre-order the exciting continuation of the Wounded Hearts Saga today!

 

Excerpt:

The dust and heat beat down on Maggie and the other women in the Humvee. She glanced back the way they’d come. Dangerous as it was, they needed to find a better used road in order to hide their tracks. The goat trail they were on would lead anyone chasing straight to them.

The sun directly overhead made it hard to know which way they traveled. Every bump and rut exacerbated the wound on her side until it felt as though she was getting jabbed by a red-hot poker. She hoped it wasn’t festering, but there wasn’t much she could do about it out here.

Olga glanced at her from the driver’s seat. “You should drive, you’d be much better than me. I don’t even have a license.”

 

That’s right, Olga was such a commanding presence, Maggie had forgotten she’d been a child prostitute before her capture by the traffickers.

 

“No, you’re doing fine. I need to keep watch.” She tapped the rifle, aware of her friend’s aversion to firearms.

 

“What’s going to happen to us?” a woman-child asked from the back. Five women huddled on the narrow seat, the body of the young girl who’d given her life for them wrapped in a blanket on the floor at their feet.

 

Maggie wished she had a positive reply. Truth was, unless they found help soon, they were in as much or more danger than before. This area was overrun with warring factions from two of the most powerful cartels in Mexico. If they were found, they would die.

 

She forced a smile for the girl. “We’re heading for the border and then we’re going home to our families and a nice hot bath. Okay?”

 

The girl looked out the front window at the undulating sea of sand and something heartbreakingly sad passed over her face.

 

“Sure,” she said.

 

 

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Jacquie Biggar

 

Author Biography:

JACQUIE BIGGAR is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males and strong, contemporary women willing to show their men that true power comes from love.

 

She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls.

 

She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters.

 

Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can’t function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. 🙂

 

Free reads, excerpts, author news, and contests can be found on her web site:

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You can follow her on at http://Facebook.com/jacqbiggar, http://Twitter.com/jacqbiggar

 

Or email her via her web site. Jacquie lives on Vancouver Island with her husband and loves to hear from readers all over the world!

 

You can also join her street team on Facebook: Biggar’s Book Buddies

 

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Happy Book Birthday, Planting the Seeds of Love + a #99cents Sale! #romance #ASMSG #IARTG


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We’re so excited because we’re celebrating here on the POTL Blog! It’s Planting the Seeds of Love’s book birthday and we’ve slashed the price to 99 cent over on Amazon.com. 

 

Get it now: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01581XM50

 

What Readers Think:

“The author does a splendid job of building the internal tension as well as some wonderfully lighthearted interactions that play out perfectly and keep the reader engaged. The secondary characters are well thought out, and bring an added dimension to the setting.” – USA Today Bestselling Author Jacquie Biggar

 

“Great descriptive narrative, vivid dialogue that not only breathed life into the characters but provided a window into life in a tight knit countryside community. The countryside community was portrayed so positively, it even lured this committed city girl into sampling a taste of country life with a farm visit next holiday.” Ariel C.

 

“For a short story, this one is so well-developed and full of wonderful characters, it was a pleasure to read.” – K. Westrope

 

“Another wonderful story from the talented N.N.Light. Having read The Princess of the Light and thoroughly enjoyed it, I read Planting the Seeds of Love. Romantic themes are not usually my first choice for picking a story but it is very well written and a great read.” — Nathan Stone

 

See, even guys and non-romance readers love it! The best part: All September sales (not royalties) go directly to feed needy kids. It’s a win-win! 

 

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Blurb:

Torn between two men, Sally must follow her heart and decide if love will lead her to the city or the countryside.

 

Twenty-Two-year-old Sally Rayton returns to the family farm she deserted four years ago to bury her grandfather. Her plan: to settle her grandfather’s estate and return to her life in the city with her boyfriend, Trevor Mattson.

 

Her childhood friend, Jack Smith, has other ideas.

 

Jack convinces Sally to transform the farm into a brewery and fulfill her grandfather’s dream while keeping the Rayton Farm in the family. Sally works side-by-side with Jack while Trevor is hundreds of miles away in the city. The more time she spends with Jack, the stronger her feelings are for him.

 

When Trevor shows up to propose to Sally right before Christmas and finds her in Jack’s embrace, she must make the biggest choice of her life: true love.

 

Excerpt:

The next morning, Sally woke to the smell of sizzling bacon. She stretched in bed before putting on her robe. She glanced at the clock. It was already eight. She looked out the window. As far as she could see, snow covered everything like a warm glittering blanket. She hugged herself.

 

“So, this is what it means to be in love? I like it.”

 

She crept down the stairs, to see what Trevor was cooking. A smile lit her face and she sat in her grandpa’s rocking chair, watching Trevor in the kitchen. He wore a green plaid robe, his hair ruffled from sleep and there was a slight pillow crease across his left cheek. He flipped pancakes while whistling a classic rock song. She hugged her knees, reveling in her domestic bliss.

 

“I could get used to this,” she whispered.

 

He turned around and grinned.

 

“Good morning, beautiful. Want some coffee?”

 

She walked into the kitchen, giggling as if it was Christmas.

 

“It’s like I’m dreaming, what with you here, making breakfast.”

 

He handed her a mug of steaming coffee. She took a sip.

 

“Ahh, it’s just how I take it. Heavy cream and sugar.” She took another sip.

 

Trevor pulled her into his embrace.

 

“You are a vision in white, my angel.” He kissed her senseless. Her body responded and she burned with desire. She peppered kisses along his jawline.

 

“I want to go back to bed,” she whispered in his ear. She raked her teeth down his ear.

 

He moaned.

 

“You drive me crazy when you do that.” His hot breath seared her neck.

 

“Mmm…” she whispered.

 

He playfully slapped her butt.

 

“Vixen.”

 

She laughed seductively.

 

“Now go sit at the table and wait for breakfast.” He refilled her coffee. “Tsk tsk tsk, distracting the cook.” He winked.

 

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Believe in Christmas Magic Again – Karibou Magic by Anna Sugg @bakerbooknews #romance


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Title:  Karibou Magic

Author:  Anna Sugg

Genre:  Fantasy Romance Christmas

Publisher:  Canyonland Press

 

Book Blurb:

An old veterinarian brings Christmas magic back into her life with his special reindeer. Will his handsome son shatter that belief?

 

Christmas is magic. At least that’s what Eva Mars Bowman thought until that tragic night. Running from her past, she accepts a job with an old veterinarian in a small town in Wyoming. With Doc’s help and his magical reindeer, she has a reason to believe in Christmas magic once again.

 

Her newly found Christmas magic shatters. Doc’s estranged son, Trebek Nickolas, returns with plans to change all that his father has built, including getting rid of the reindeer.

 

Compared to his father, Trebek is cold-hearted and wants nothing to do with Christmas? Can she convince him that forgiving and loving will bring back the Christmas magic he knew as a child? Will Christmas magic be stripped away from her life again, forever?

 

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Excerpt:

“Frankly, I can’t figure you women out at all.”

 

Mars giggled.

 

Cute giggle. First time he’d heard her giggle. Everything about her was cute, adorable and sexy, even without any sleep and no makeup on, she was a beautiful woman.

 

Several minutes and two pieces of toasts later, he leaned back in his chair, and said, “Can I ask you something?”

 

“Sure.”

 

“How old would your daughter be now?”

 

He watched her circle her long slim fingers around the mug, staring into the black liquid. Guilt gripped his gut. “I’m sorry, it was a cruel thing to ask.”

 

“No, I don’t mind. I’ve been thinking a lot about her lately…since Doc brought James home.” She stared off in the distance. “Lily would be sixteen next month, close to James’ age.”

 

Reaching over the table, Trebek took her hand and gave her a little comforting squeeze. He didn’t realize what he’d actually done until she looked at their hands.

 

Her shy grin shook his senses. Clearing his throat, he stood, “We better get back to the room.”

 

Strolling toward the elevator, his mind went blank. He punched the elevator button. Mars stepped inside, faced him, and touched his arm.

 

“You know Trebek, I didn’t think I liked you at first.”

 

His bewildered frowned swung to her. “Why?” Then, holding up his hand, he shook his head. “No, don’t answer…I know why.”

 

He grinned at her. “I can’t remember the last time a woman called me a jerk and an idiot in the span of thirty seconds.”

 

Mars shrugged, gritted her teeth, and said, “I did?”

 

“You did. And, you didn’t stop there, you said I was cold-hearted jerk‒”

 

“I did?”

 

“You did.” He chuckled, unable to take his eyes from her full lips.

 

She laughed.

 

The second their eyes linked, a beguiling magic consumed him, helpless to squelch the longing he felt for her. Positive she swayed forward, his arms circled her, closing the space between them.

 

Breath to breath with her, he softly brushed her lips, then gently pressed his lips to hers, pulling her closer. An unexpected chemical reaction ignited within him, demanding a response from her.

 

Gradually she responded, surrendering to his deep passionate kiss, shaking him.

 

Abruptly, he pulled away, alarmed. Quickly, he threw his hand up, nervously scratching the back of his head. What was he doing?

 

The elevator door opened. He waited for her to step out and without looking at her, said, “I have to call my office.” Though he wanted to run, to flee from her presence, he forced his feet to move at a casual pace.

 

Stomping out into the cold December day, he took in a deep breath.

 

What just happened? He made a pass at his dad’s girlfriend…you are an idiot. Guilt enflamed his guts. Why would he ever make a pass at his dad’s girlfriend? His jaws clenched. He wanted her, more than he wanted any woman he’d met since Jean died. What was wrong with him? Mars belonged to his dad.

 

 

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Author Biography: 

Judy Baker writing as Anna Sugg is an author of historical western romances/contemporary romance novels, and fantasy romance. She’s been involved in many writing groups including National RWA, Utah RWA, and the Music City Romance writers of America in Nashville, Tennessee. She has presented a beginners writing class during the National RWA, Florida Conference, and taught classes for adult writers with the West Jordan Community Education District. She and author Mary Martinez has presented workshops in Writing Series for conferences.

 

Baker grew up in Tennessee, but has lived much of her life in the west. Moving to Nevada to teach school, she was compelled to write the stories that filled her head. She now lives in Utah with her husband, Brett and three furry kids: Stanley, a Lakeland terrier; Charlie Daniel, an Airedale terrier; Bruce, an eighteen-pound cat.

 

When not writing, she enjoys RVing with her family, stargazing through one of her many telescopes, digging in her wildflower garden, and she’s an avid fan of coffee, tea and the ocean.

 

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Tempted by Mr. Wrong by USA Today Bestseller @jacqbiggar is Stupendous! #bookreview #romance


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Title: Tempted by Mr. Wrong

Author: Jacquie Biggar

Genre: Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance

 

Book Blurb:

How can something so wrong, feel so right?

 

Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn’t want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she’s ready to give him whatever he wants.

 

Tammy-Jo Hawthorne’s marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia.

 

And she definitely didn’t expect to trip over him in their front yard after he’d been murdered.

 

Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and the love of his life by the man who’d haunted his nightmares for ten long years.

 

Now Jason’s back–and he wants revenge.

 

My Review:

Jason and Tammy Jo are step-siblings yet aren’t related. So, when they explored their feelings when they were about to graduate high school, why did Tammy Jo’s father kick Jason out of the house, calling him filth and other words I won’t repeat? It’s ten years later and Tammy Jo’s marriage is on the rocks and she’s become the laughing stock of her father’s country club. Talk about a bad night. But when Jason pulls up and offers her a ride home, she’s humiliated. Of all nights, he had to witness her spiral down into the mud. No really, she’s stuck up to her whatsit in southern mud with rain pelting down.

 

Jason’s back in town on a covert operation to bring down two men closest to Tammy Jo. Revenge is sweet, or so thinks Jason. But Jason didn’t expect murder to enter the picture and the one woman who’s stolen his heart may just be the murderer. Can Jason keep his salacious feelings for Tammy Jo at bay while he’s investigating or will he be tempted to dip into Tammy Jo’s honey pot once more?

 

This is the first step-brother romance I’ve read and leave it to Jacquie Biggar to make it more than just sex. There’s so many layers to this story and I loved it! First, there’s the takedown of a ponzi scheme that Jason’s investigating. Then, there’s the steamy romance between Jason and Tammy Jo. There’s the revenge Jason is seeking with his step-father (Tammy Jo’s father). Oh, plus a murder to solve and Tammy Jo to be cleared. Did I mention the touching sub-plot of how Jason’s mother is suffering from Alzheimer’s?

 

The suspense was spot-on and something I come to expect now from Biggar’s bestselling books. Sizzling romance with steamy love scenes, also a must in her novels, but it’s the characters that make this a five star and a must-read. I laughed, I swooned, I gasped (totally didn’t figure out the murderer until Biggar revealed it), I cried. Highly recommend!

 

Favorite Character/Quote: Jason. I loved everything about him from his magnetic sapphire eyes to his fierce love for his mother, from his vow for revenge to his passionate forbidden love for his step-sister. He’s a broken alpha hero but Tammy Jo just might be able to put him back together again.

 

My Rating: 5 stars

 

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Jacquie Biggar

 

Author Biography:

JACQUIE BIGGAR is a USA Today bestselling author of Romantic Suspense who loves to write about tough, alpha males and strong, contemporary women willing to show their men that true power comes from love.

 

She is the author of the popular Wounded Hearts series and has just started a new series in paranormal suspense, Mended Souls.

 

She has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happily-ever-afters.

 

Jacquie lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. She swears she can’t function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart.

 

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Meet Luke Roberts from @KryssieFortune’s Submission, Secrets and the Solider #BDSM #Romance #Military


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Today it is my great pleasure to introduce Luke Roberts, alpha hero from Kryssie Fortune’s latest release, Submission, Secrets and the Solider. I convinced him to sit down for an interview and it was eye-opening. I know you’ll enjoy it, too. Take it away, Luke.

 

What is your greatest fear?

Losing Kathryn. She’s my wife and my submissive, but only behind closed doors. Her acceptance and common sense turned my life around. She’s sort of sparky if she thinks anyone’s putting me down for my scars. Honestly, she stunned me the first time she waded in on my side. The maître ‘d in De Marco’s restaurant tried to hide us away at an out of the way table. I’d have accepted it, but not my Kate. What with her threatening to have the owner revoke the restaurant’s lease and threatening him with legal action, he backed down real quick. There’s so much more to her than the shy sub I’d terrified back at the BDSM club. Chemistry sizzled between us that first night, but the night at De Marco’s, she stole my heart.

 

Which living person do you most admire?

Kathryn. Okay, I won’t answer that to every question. Maybe Adam Montgomery because of the things he’s setting in place to help veterans settle back into civilian life. I’ve got a lot of time for Dr. Chris Anders too. He lost part of his leg in Afghanistan, but he refused to let it get him down. He trained as a psychotherapist, and Adam’s brought him in to help vets with PTSD. He certainly helped me come to terms with everything I saw while serving my country.

 

What do you most dislike about your appearance?

Easy. My scars. Some days, I can’t get past them. Kathryn always knows when I’m down, but I know better than to expect sympathy from her. The first time I met, her let my appearance get in the way. I walked off like a coward. The next thing I know, she thumped me in the back and told me to stop wallowing in self-pity. Her version of tough love was just what I needed. I still do really, but don’t go thinking she’s all spit and gristle. She’s kindhearted, beautiful, brave, and caring. And she’s all mine.

 

Which living person do you most despise?

I’m not fond of Candice anymore. I hated her reaction to my scars. When she Dear Johnned me, I thought my life was over. Eventually I discovered she’d been married for years. Her husband wasn’t into BDSM so she used me as her bit on the side. I can’t believe I was too dim to realize it. Despise is a bit strong though.

There’s this guy, Farlaise, who used to own a building company. He terrorized my Kathryn, kidnapped us, and we were lucky to escape with our lives. Him, I find real easy to despise.

 

What is the quality you most like in a man?

I hate when a man’s a bully, especially if his victim is a woman. I don’t hold with it, and I won’t stand by and let it happen.

 

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

Three guesses. Not that you need them. Kathryn’s everything to me. The way she goes out of her way to help people is special. When your back’s to the wall—and believe me, ours was—she’s the woman you want at your side. Everyone adores her, but the way her submissive side only surfaces for me is a delight.

 

When and where were you happiest?

Last Labour day. I sprang surprise after surprise on Kathryn. I’d arranged for her mom to make pirate costumes for the kids she’d coached for the parade. I had her sister design a pirate ship to sit on a float. Jared Armstrong built it, and I restored a beat-up flatbed for it to ride on. Of course, she got me back when she sprang the biggest surprise of the day on me. Better still, the whole town rallied around to make it happen. I don’t think I’ve stopped smiling since.

 

Where would you most like to live?

Right here in Westhorpe Ridge. It’s a small town with a great heart. No one stares at my scars. I bought the local auto shop so I have a thriving business here, and best of all, it’s Kathryn’s home town. That said, wherever she wants to live is perfect by me.

 

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

After the IED exploded the army sent me to an American military hospital to recuperate. I thought I’d lose my leg.  I was coming to terms with the scars that run from my left eye, down my torso, and down my left leg. Then the woman I thought I’d be with forever arrived, took one look at my scars, and threw up. She left soon after that, but with hindsight, I had a lucky escape.

 

What is your favorite occupation?

Kissing Kathryn. Okay. Except for that. l. I like to work with my hands, and I’m a trained mechanic. Thanks to my time in the army, I can fix just about anything. If I can’t find the parts I need to fix a vehicle, then I’ll set to and make them from scratch.

 

Want to read Luke’s story? Here’s all the details –

 

Title Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier

Author Kryssie Fortune

Genre contemporary romance, ex-military, BDSM Romance

Publisher Loose id

 

Book Blurb

Luke Roberts, a former army mechanic, has a new sub. She’s shy and inexperienced, but willing. As he teaches her about sensation play, she fears he’ll really hurt her and screams her safewords at him. Her reaction causes Luke to have a flashback. Although he’s clawing his way back to normal, he suffers from PTSD. Determined to get well, he contacts a PTSD specialist in Westhorpe Ridge.

Kathryn Johnson has visited a BDSM club three times. When she hooks up with Luke Roberts, he unintentionally terrifies her. She swears off spankings and goes home to Westhorpe Ridge. The last person she expects to see there is Luke Roberts.

Circumstances force them to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? Or is she just a temporary sub in residence?

 

 

Excerpt

Luke loved how Kathryn didn’t back down from him when things got tough. She’d even talked him down from a flashback. Grinning, he decided to lighten the mood. Tossing Kathryn over his shoulder, he strode toward the rock pools. He patted her butt, then spanked it once. “Your favorite Dom, huh? I like that.”

 

Hung head down, she beat on his back and kicked her legs in token protest but could practically feel the way her gaze fixed on his ass. Rather than beat on it, she gave it a squeeze. He repaid her with a gentle swat of his hand on her bikini bottoms. “Behave, or I’ll drape you over a rock and spank you right here, no matter what the sheriff said.”

 

Spine soldier straight, he marched to the pool where he’d caught the crab earlier. Letting her slide down his body, he waited until her bare feet touched the sand before grabbing her around the waist and holding her over the water. “I wonder if crabs like nibbling toes?”

 

She shrieked and drew her knees up to her chest. “They don’t. Really, truly, they prefer shellfish to toes.”

 

Laughing, he lowered her into the shallow pool, held her until she found her balance, and hastily backed off. He didn’t trust the mischievous grin on her face.

 

Kathryn took a step back, bent, and scooped armfuls of water toward him, soaking his T-shirt and making it cling to his pecs. Judging by her smile, she liked that. He leaped in beside her, deliberately splashing her as he landed. “This means war.”

 

They spent fifteen minutes laughing and soaking each other.

 

Finally, Kathryn held her hands up before her. “I’m done. You win. I stuck a couple of towels in my backpack. Let’s dry off and head home. I need a shower if we’re hitting Steve’s Bar tonight.”

 

He lifted her again. “Kick your feet in the water to rinse the sand off. I’ll carry you back to our base. Is there any of that lemonade left?”

 

He’d never seen anything as beautiful as the smile that lit up her face as she poured a cold drink from the flask. In military speak, this woman was PFA—pretty freaking awesome—and he’d do whatever it took to make her proud.

 

Once they’d dried off and finished their drinks, they packed up and strolled back toward the town. When she linked her fingers through his, his heart beat faster, warming his blood and melting the ice around his emotions. Normally, he dropped a portcullis between himself and anyone who tried to befriend him. His layers of defenses ensured he didn’t get hurt again, but his pain felt like a primed hand grenade ready to explode inside him. For the first time since the IED maimed him, he wanted to be whole.

 

Something about Kathryn crashed through his defenses. Her smile, perhaps. Tonight, he’d take her to Steve’s Bar and socialize with former soldiers who wouldn’t judge him. It surprised him how much he looked forward to it.

 

Best of all, Kathryn had told him she loved to dance, and according to Adam, the bar played rockabilly music. When Luke had been in his teens, his mom had taught him some moves. He hoped to surprise Kathryn on the dance floor—and maybe surprise her again when they came home after.

 

 

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Kryssie Fortune

 

Author Biography

Kryssie is never seen without her kindle. She reads everything and anything she can get her hands on. When she discovered hot, sexy reads, she felt like she’d found her home. The only books she hates are the ones that end with a cliff hanger or have unhappy endings.

 

Kryssie tries to set her stories in places she’s explored. Hopefully, it adds color to her writing. Anything can spark a story idea. Sometimes she takes liberties though. The North Yorkshire town of Whitby is one of her favorite places. To keep the details of her imaginary town, Westhorpe Ridge consistent, she mentally shunted Whitby over the Atlantic and renamed it Westhorpe Ridge.

 

When not writing, Kryssie loves to walk on the beach of home town, Bridlington, or potter in her garden. Popping down to London to see her family is her favorite thing to do.

 

Kryssie currently has thirteen books on general release along with a boxed e-book of the first three Westhorpe Ridge stories. All her stories are M/ F or M/M/F. All are edited by publishing houses in either the UK or the USA. While her stories sizzle with sex, plot comes before bed. Life’s always an adventure going on in Kryssie’s world.

 

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Friday Book Round-Up Salutes #MilitaryRomance! #books #romance #FridayReads


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Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Book Round-Up. There’s something about a man in uniform that makes me swoon. Whether it’s Army, Navy, Marines or Air Force, these brave men sacrifice all to serve their country and community. They also deserve love and romance. Here’s my top eight favorite military romances of all time. See if your favorite is on the list.

 

Ridge: Contemporary Romance, Military (Men of Honor Book 1) by Livia Quinn (Author)

He’s “the one” and everyone knows it but him… but will his mission come at too great a cost?

 

Buffy Calloway was famous on the runways of Paris as Lana Maisel, but now she’s looking for one special man to be the face of her franchise. At a writers conference, she discovers Tucker, a late arrival with just the ‘je ne sais quoi’ that will make her agency a success.

 

Ridge Romano billionaire CEO, Medbionics expert, former Army Ranger is in D.C. to meet with Congress about his crucial Veterans bill, which will revolutionize care for vets and their families. So, how did he wind up on stage between two cover models with a hundred women shouting, “Tucker, take it off”? That’s the question his family and friends would be asking tomorrow. That, and “Who’s Tucker?” Hopefully, he would be able to slip away without any repercussions.

 

The Calloways have always known what they want, and Buffy knows Ridge is ‘the one’ for her. There’s just one problem–Ridge scoffs at the notion of himself as a cover model, and Buffy can’t argue with his noble cause. She’ll have to enlist the entire romance community to make her plan work. But could this be the first time a Calloway was wrong?

 

The Rebel’s Redemption: Wounded Hearts- Book 2 by Jacquie Biggar  (Author)

Is it too late for second chances?

If you like Military Romance, Wounded Warrior Romance, Contemporary Romance, or Romantic Suspense, this is a sure to be a story you will love from USA Today Bestselling Author Jacquie Biggar.

Jared Martin left Tidal Falls a hotheaded youth. Eight years in the military has turned him into a cynical, disillusioned man.
Then he returns home to find out he’s a father.

When an old enemy follows and causes mayhem in the small town, can Jared overcome the odds to protect the woman he’s always loved and the child he never knew?

Or is it be too late for them to have a second chance?

 

Viable Threat by Julie Rowe  (Author)

Special Forces soldier and medic Walter River would give anything to snatch more than a few seconds of down time to see if he can rattle the no-nonsense and incredibly hot Dr. Lloyd he’s protecting, but dodging explosions, snipers, and student radicals who’ve unleashed a lethal bio-engineered microorganism have made that almost impossible. Maybe he’ll get a chance—if he can figure out how to keep them both alive.

 

CDC microbiologist Ava Lloyd races to find a cure for a bio-terrorism organism sweeping El Paso. The few stolen moments with her very hunky bodyguard River have been explosive, but no matter how alluring he is, she can’t afford to get distracted. The clock is ticking, people are dying by the hundreds, and once this crisis is solved, they’ll both be off on their next assignment, thousands of miles apart.

 

Soldier On by Sydney Logan

Will his call of duty break both their hearts?

 

Losing her father in Desert Storm has left Stephanie James with a bitter soul when it comes to the military. As a college senior juggling a full course load, Steph’s only goal is to graduate with honors at the end of the semester. She’s focused, determined, and a firm believer in all work and no play. Then she meets Brandon Walker at a New Year’s Eve costume party. Despite his disguise, Steph finds herself attracted to the camouflaged soldier who curls her toes with a scorching midnight kiss.

 

Brandon is an engineering major and ROTC student from the hills of Kentucky. Growing up as the son of a major general has given Brandon firsthand knowledge of the struggles military families sometimes face. Now that his father’s memory is fading, Brandon is even more determined to make his dad proud and graduate as an officer in the United States Army. Then he meets Stephanie, and suddenly, his focus is less on his military service and more on the pretty brunette who has stolen his heart. When he becomes aware of Steph’s resentment toward the military, he worries their relationship is doomed.

 

When faced with the realization that she’s fallen in love with a soldier, can Steph’s wounds from the past be healed with love in her present . . . and in her future?

 

Redemption River: Men of Mercy, Book 1 by Lindsay Cross

Hunter James didn’t want or need redemption.

 

Until one mission turns his world upside down.

 

He left Mercy to fight for his country and escape a broken heart. Years later, he is hard. Cold. A man without mercy. Part of an elite Task Force, he tracks a brutal terrorist to his home town. And runs into the woman who betrayed him…

 

Evangeline Videl was destroyed when Hunter left. Determined to move on, she finds another man, but discovers too late the monster hidden beneath his smooth smile. Struggling to find the conviction to live, Evie finds her life spinning out of control.

 

Then Hunter returns…

 

Forced to band together to find the terrorist before its too late, Hunter and Evie must learn to forgive or risk losing the promise of redemption and their lives…

 

This is a stand-alone love story. It is book 1 in the Men of Mercy series.

 

Navy SEAL Six Pack (SEAL of My Own) by Elle James  (Author)

For a SEAL undercover on a top conspiracy, attraction could be dangerous… 

Raised on a ranch and trained as a Navy SEAL, Benjamin “Montana” Raines has a work ethic that’s unshakable—even in the midst of a beautiful and jaded CIA operative. A dangerous conspiracy threatens the United States, and Benjamin has a new case. And a new partner.

Kate McKenzie has been burned before. And now she is paired with someone she’s supposed to trust against her deeper instincts. In the cutthroat world of millionaires and politicians in Washington, DC, Kate and Benjamin must go undercover to prevent an attack. But as the risks to their safety heighten, so does their undeniable attraction to one another…

 

Turbulent Waters (Billionaire Aviators Book 3) by Melody Anne  (Author)

A daring pilot finds himself in danger of losing his heart.

 

Coast Guard pilot Nick Armstrong savors the taste of danger. But after his helicopter crashes into the ocean during a mission, shattering his knee, he encounters a whole different type of thrill when he meets his new physical therapist. Maybe being grounded isn’t so bad after all.

 

Smart, sexy, and deeply guarded, Chloe Reynolds is the type of woman who drives Nick crazy for all the right reasons. But as she tries to help him heal, Chloe struggles to keep her heart—and secrets—safe.

 

For years, she has been told that Nick is responsible for her brother’s death, a “fact” that she slowly learns may not contain the entire truth.

 

But can Chloe’s growing feelings for Nick, and their undeniable chemistry, really overcome a years-long family feud? Or will the past ultimately destroy the future they both desperately want?

 

An Unexpected Match: A Sweet Military Romance by Tangela Ellis  (Author)

Timing is everything…
Ambitious Layla has a particular goal—a dream she’s determined to make come true. But when tragedy strikes, her plans are temporarily derailed, and she finds herself stuck on a military base, surrounded by aggressive, flirty men with no interest in commitment.
She must ignore the advances of handsome sailors while she figures out how to get back on track, but Navy Officer Colton Finnegan is used to getting what he wants, and he has his eyes set on the determined brown-eyed beauty!

Can Layla keep her eyes on the prize?

 

What’s your favorite military romance book? Share in the comments below. Happy Reading!

 

MRS N, Book Addict

 

The Fountain of Youth by @Steveshearbooks Spotlight + #MidwestBookReview #FridayReads


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Title: The Fountain of Youth

Author: Steve Shear

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Alzheimer’s, Fiction

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

A love affair, a teenager in deadly trouble, a possible Nazi in hiding, and a battle to escape dementia—make for high drama and unpredictable twists at the Fountain!

 

Two generations of dementia are enough!” Robert Glickman declares in his quest to die with dignity and the likelihood he will be next. To that end he uses his grandson’s sixth grade quiz book, a locked away metal box, and a secret weapon that eventually comes back to haunt him.

 

In the meantime, he is embroiled in the lives of many other residents including his neurotic sister Essie who plots to steal his secret weapon for herself; Beautiful Christina Abernathy, a retired psychotherapist, he instantly falls in love with; Hester, a young server at the Fountain who suffers from progressive mutism resulting from a horrific incident in childhood; Boyle, a man of mystery with a questionable past for good or evil (Glickman isn’t sure which); Boyle’s grandson, Santini, a troubled young man caught between the dope dealers he runs with and the FBI wanting to use him; and a runaway girl who reminds Glickman of someone in his past.

 

Will Glickman and Essie beat dementia? Can he win over Christina? And what about Hester, Boyle, and Boyle’s grandson, and the runaway girl?

 

Midwest Book Review:

Review of The Fountain of Youth by Steve Shear

for the October 2017 issue of Midwest Book Review

by D. Donovan, Senior Reviewer

 

It’s rare that romance novels include more than surface passions, and even less common that they embrace issues of dementia, moral and ethical questions, medical conundrums, or the struggles of Alzheimer’s patients. Mix all these issues with love and you have a strange blend, indeed.

 

But one of the special features of The Fountain of Youth lies in its ability to deftly weave all these seemingly-disparate threads into a unified, precise, memorable story line, making it a top recommendation for not just romance readers, but anyone interested in issues of aging, changed capabilities, and the impact a small thing (such as quiz book) can have in one’s life.

 

In this case, narrator Robert Glickman is determined to defy a family history of dementia and his seemingly-inevitable decline by using a quiz book to test his facilities so he can do something about any decline before it really takes hold. In the meantime, he also lives life in Youth Fountain Senior Living Facility (termed “The Fountain of Youth” by its residents – an aptly named old folks’ home, where he has an apartment), holds an infatuation with a retired therapist, faces a neurotic and mentally declining sister, confronts a possible hiding Nazi, and interacts with a host of characters who each struggle with their own uncertain lives.

 

The characters who inhabit The Fountain of Youth are somewhat reminiscent to those in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, minus much of the insanity. They are quirky, obstinate, sometimes defiant personalities who have their own perspectives of their pasts, presents and futures; yet are somewhat to fully cognizant of the fact that the Fountain offers anything but youth or longevity – only a relatively safe haven at the end of the long road of life.

 

As events and lives unfold, the unexpected happens: Robert’s gruff, observational voice becomes a compelling chronicler of the process of facing not only imminent mortality, but the decline of one’s connections to life itself. What opens as and seems like an observational piece about an increasingly limited world and abilities becomes a special window into the hearts, minds, and ethical issues facing the aging and those around them at the end of life.

 

Who has power and control over one’s life? What happens when circumstance limits, then takes away, not only abilities, but personalities? The psychological depth belays any possible description of The Fountain of Youth as a romance novel. While many a reader may pick up the story for this element, most will be delightfully surprised at the depth offered by the evolving story, the quirky and fun personalities revealed behind the closed doors of an elderly facility, and especially the story’s important message about the right to live – and die – on one’s own terms.

 

What begins as a seeming romance or institutional probe becomes something much more: a compelling, engrossing story fueled by the passions, perspectives, and worries of Robert as he seeks to take back power in his world, keep his promises, and exert control over his own destiny and the quandaries life and death poses. It’s very highly recommended for audiences seeking depth and insights from fictional stories.

 

 

Excerpt:

My quiz book, all three hundred pages, is older than my stay at the Fountain. It belonged to my grandson, Peter, my daughter Bonnie’s oldest. Peter and I spent many evenings in his room reading the questions and seeing who could come up with the answers first. Often I won. Sometime he did. I clearly had the advantage of age and education. Peter had the advantage of looking up the answers ahead of time so I guess we were even. When the decision was made for me to move to the Fountain, not unanimously I might add, Peter insisted I take the quiz book with me so we would have it when he visited. By the time I settled in he decided he was too old for the book. I often wonder whether that was so, or was it possibly because he couldn’t look up the answers ahead of time. Either way, whenever I open the book I think of Peter and smile. And then smile again because I know its real purpose.

 

By the time I retrieved it from the multicolored vase and returned to my apartment, I had totally forgotten about Pomerantz even though I had been asked by Ruth at the front desk to speak at his memorial service, and for her I would do anything. So, I spent several grueling days writing and memorizing the speech I planned to give. It was sitting on the kitchen table, although I hadn’t noticed it when I walked in. I normally don’t forget such things. Maybe I was just bothered by the fact that I mixed up the East and South Halls. Besides, he wasn’t my best friend. He was a Republican. He voted for George Bush twice. I’m sure Ruth thought we were best buddies because I joined his fight against the Vatican’s refusal to take Mrs. Pomerantz off life support. She took the trip to Hades on Lower Level 2 a year or so after she and Pomerantz arrived at the Fountain. Such a shame and such a surprise. She was a spry little woman with the intellect of a giant. First in bridge, always, and first in the weekly trivial pursuit night. I’m sure she didn’t study the answers ahead of time … but who knows.  From one day to the next she found herself on the River Styx without ever stopping at Lower Level One. Three months later she was on life support without a ‘valid’ living will, at least according to church officials at Christ-the-King Care Group. That brought Pomerantz and me together, at least for a while. There’s nothing like a good fight for what one believes in to bring people together.

 

When I first met him, Harry, he was racing down the hall past my front door in his supped up motorized wheelchair like James Dean and the hoodlums in Rebel without a Cause. As I stepped into the hall we practically collided head on. Fortunately I jumped back just in time, except for my big toe which throbs to this day.

 

“Christ!” he shouted, “Can’t you watch where you’re going?”

 

“Who in the hell are you,” I barked back, trying to fight off the pain in my lowest extremity by jumping up and down on my left foot like a fucking clown. “Dr. HMP MD?” I read aloud off the New York license plate wired to the back of his lethal weapon and laughed. “Well Dr. HMP Master Dick, or whatever MD stands for, just remember you’re sharing this road with the regular folks who don’t have vanity plates plastered all over their stock cars.”

 

That was a number of years ago and only the beginning of our bipolar affiliation. It went uphill and downhill from there.

 

About the time I took the puzzle book out from under my shirt, the phone rang. “Robert, where are you?” a voice at the other end hollered. I looked around.

 

“In my apartment,” I hollered back, recognizing Goldfarb’s soprano voice. He should have been a woman, I always thought, but he would have been an uglier old woman than old man. Imagine Karl Malden in The Streets of San Francisco with long hair and Tiny Tim’s voice.

 

“Well, we started without you but the Rabbi is now calling up all the speakers.”

 

“All the …” Oh, God! I looked at my speech on the table. “Okay. Don’t bury him without me.”

 

“What?” I heard him say as I hung up and grabbed my speech.

 

For a guy who thought he had lost his puzzle book and totally forgot about the memorial service, I did a pretty good job and only looked at my speech a couple of times. I told everyone how I collided with Harry that first day we met and became best friends even though he was a Republican. I lied about being best friends. Otherwise I would have had to explain why I was at the podium we borrowed from Rufus. And to be honest we were best friends during the time we fought to get Harriet off life support.

 

She wound up in the hospital with pneumonia which clearly wasn’t a good thing since she had already suffered from emphysema and had to drag an oxygen tank wherever she went. It was well past 10 o’clock one evening when I heard a knock at the door causing me to jump from my covers. I raced for the door and saw an eyeball through the peephole.

 

“Don’t slip on the newspaper,” I yelled.

 

He ignored my humor. “It’s Pomerantz. Can I talk to you Glickman?

 

I rushed for my robe and opened the door. By the time I tied it across my waist he had already made himself comfortable at the kitchen table. Surely he wasn’t there to argue about the election; was he? I made it clear his politics gave me indigestion and wanted no more to do with it than jalapeño cream cheese on a garlic bagel. At the time I didn’t know Harriet was in the hospital with pneumonia. Before learning why he was there, I offered to make us a cup of tea and he accepted.

 

“I’ve been told that you know how to make a living will?”

 

“Living will?”

 

“Brownsher next door said you were the expert.”

 

“You don’t have one?”

 

“No. But it’s not for me. It’s for my Harriet.” It figures, I thought. What do you expect from a Republican?

 

“Why all of a sudden?”

 

“She’s in the hospital with pneumonia.”

 

“Oh! I’m sorry,” I said, then reminded him I was not a lawyer but I did have some experience with living wills, although I didn’t mention why and he didn’t ask. I started for my computer and he jumped up to follow me. ….

 

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Author Biography:

The Trials of Adrian Wheeler was Steve’s first published novel (L&L Dreamspell, 2011). It was awarded runner-up in the San Francisco Book Festival 2015. He is happy to say that Adrian has been optioned as a movie by EVW Entertainment (producer of the movie Break the Stage), and the screenplay has been written by Erik Wolter and Steve. EVWE is now looking for partners to produce the movie. Erik and Steve have collaborated on a sequel to the screenplay.

 

The Wild Rose Press published The Fountain of Youth, Steve’s second published novel, in May of 2017. It has received exceptional reviews, some of which appear on Amazon and Goodreads.

 

He and his wife, Susan, collaborated on The State vs. Max Cooper and The Steele Deal (published by ArtAge Publications), courtroom plays in which the audience serves as the jury. Both are being produced around the country.

 

In addition, Steve has four novels that have recently been completed: The First Coming, An Eye for an Eye, and The Click. He has written screenplays on the first two and is presently collaborating with Erik Wolter on a screenplay based on The Click.

 

Steve has been writing poetry for over fifteen years (some of which has been published) and is also a portrait and figure artist and sculptor, having been represented by a number of galleries in Denver and Boulder, Colorado. He is presently represented by the Delta Gallery in Brentwood, California and on line by Vango Art. His work can be seen at his website, www.steveshear.net.

 

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Dr. D and the Dad by @CharJGordon is a Delightful Mature #Romance! #womensfiction


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Title Dr. D and the Dad

Author Charmaine Gordon

Genre Contemporary Romance, Mature Romance

Publisher Vanilla Heart Publishing

 

Book Blurb

A trip over a mound of sand on the beach begins a journey for Diane O’Rourke and Tony Flannigan. She’s a pediatrician, a bit over weight; he has a foster care home with three children under his sheltering wing… and a dark secret. Can they overcome the past and make the future work for them? They might just find the initial trip was well worth it.

 

Book 6 in the series, The Beginning… Not the End

 

Excerpt

When I’d ventured off my veranda onto the sand not too long ago and trudged toward the secluded area where boulders formed a natural barrier, the tide was out. I rolled my terry cloth cover-up into a makeshift pillow and lowered myself to the towel. Big sunglasses covered green eyes and part of full cheeks, a floppy straw hat shaded my strawberry blond curly hair, my best feature, Mom used to say when she wasn’t nagging me about going on a diet. After lathering with sunscreen, at last I was ready to ponder my non-existent personal life and chart a different course for the future. I’d planned to contemplate my navel but the double D cups got in the way, no navel in sight.

 
Why bother going out in the sun; spend money on yet another swim suit guaranteed to make you look slimmer when it all came down to choices like Chocolate or tofu?  Fifty five, chubby, smart enough to become a doctor, to have a paid-up house on the beach, a. . .

 
Pain as all the air whooshed out of me when something fell across my body and I couldn’t breathe. “Did I hurt you? cause I was running and something moved
and well I didn’t realize someone was under the sand.”

 
“Oh,” I moaned and tried to get up and the sand held me down and so did he.  I opened my eyes and through the sunglasses, saw Antonio Banderas, not really the actor but he sure looked like him.

 

 

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Author Biography

Charmaine Gordon writes books about women who Survive and Thrive. Her motto is take one step and then another to leave your past behind and begin again. Six books and several short stories in three years, she’s always at work on the next story. The books include To Be Continued, Starting Over, Now What?, Reconstructing Charlie, Sin of Omission and The Catch, and her series of Mature Romances, The Beginning…Not the End. “I didn’t realize at the time while working as an actor in NYC, I’d become a sponge soaking up dialogue, setting, and stage directions. I learned many tools of writing during the years watching directors like Mike Nichols and actors including Harrison Ford, Anthony Hopkins, and Billy Crystal. And would you believe, I was Geraldine Ferraro’s stand– in leg model, my first job giving me entrée into all the Unions needed to work. When the sweet time ended, I began another career and creative juices flowed.”

 

You can reach Charmaine at http://authorCharmaineGordon.wordpress.com  And on her FB page http://www.facebook.com/charmaine.gordon And on Twitter https://twitter.com/CharJGordon

 

 

Jump Into the Seven Winds series by @katyamesbooks #romance #womensfiction


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Title: After the Island (Seven Winds Book 1)

Author: Katy Ames

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Women’s Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

“Rules or no rules, Sadie, once our lips touched there was no going back. Not for me. Not ever.”

 

Charming. Brilliant. Powerful. Jack Avery is Sadie’s biggest client and he’s wanted her since the first time she stepped into his office. But for four years he’s managed to conceal every lustful thought, and hide every lurid look. Because no matter how much Jack wants Sadie, any relationship between them is the definition of complicated.

 

Intelligent. Driven. Successful. Sadie Carter’s event planning career is thriving and she’s not about to let anything – or anyone – distract her. Not even the darkly handsome man who can make her pulse race with a lingering look or breath catch with a simple handshake.

 

Until one night, one kiss, changes everything.

 

Professionally, Sadie is at the top of her game. But, personally, there is no way she could ever plan for a man like Jack.

 

So when a work trip to the Caribbean turns into a week in paradise, they’re forced to choose: Pursue a passion that ignites under the tropical night sky? Or risk destroying everything they’ve ever worked for by staying together after the island?

 

Excerpt:

Sadie’s pulse had returned to its regular pace after her dash across the hotel. But even as she kept her eyes casually fixed on Jack’s, she realized that her hand was still clasped in his. As the heat from his broad palm and strong fingers seeped in and spread up her arm, Sadie’s heart began to race for an entirely different reason. Perhaps Jack caught a glimpse of discomfort on her face. Or felt the subtle shiver that raced across her fingers. Either way, he released her hand and took a step back, his smile easy, charming.

 

Sadie swallowed, hoping her voice would come out at a normal octave. “I’m afraid the hotel is putting the final touches on your room and you won’t be able to check in yet.” She cast a glance back at the front desk clerk who was industriously pounding away on the computer. “I’ve given them fifteen minutes to rectify the situation. In the meantime, I’d be happy to give you a quick tour of the property, show you where everything is taking place over the next few days.”

 

Jack shoved his hands into the pockets of his suit pants and rocked back on his heels. “What a kind offer, Sadie. And though I’m sure you’d make a charming tour guide, I see some of my colleagues in the bar. A Scotch and a seat by one of those fireplaces is exactly what I need after today’s trip.”

 

“Of course, Mr. Avery. Please….” Sadie let her voice drop off as she gestured towards the bar. A bizarre motion, she realized, as if she was granting him permission to join his colleagues. But if Jack found it odd, he made no sign of it. Instead, he paused while he pulled a small square of paper from his wallet, scribbled something on the back, and handed it over to her.

 

Sadie plucked the paper from his fingers, careful not to brush his skin with hers. If she’d been less distracted she’d have realized it was a business card before staring at it for a second. But with her brain still skittering over her odd reaction to his handshake, she looked blankly between the card and his face several times before he took pity on her.

 

“My cell phone number.” Still, Sadie’s face remained blank. “If you pass it along to the front desk they can just call or text. When my room is ready.”

 

Sadie closed her eyes, silently cursing her stupidity. And there she stood, mute, a blush creeping up her neck as she mentally berated herself for being an idiot in front of one of her clients.

 

“Certainly, Mr. Avery. I’ll be sure they contact you as soon as your room is ready.” Trying to regain some credibility, Sadie continued, “If you’d like me to bring you the keys just let the front desk know when they call. They have my number. I’d be happy to save you a trip back to the lobby. I can deliver the keys to you at the bar.”

 

“That won’t be necessary, Ms. Carter. I’m perfectly capable of getting into my own room. I’m sure you have far better things to do than babysit me.” Catching the eye of one of his colleagues, Jack gave a brisk wave and headed their way. But as he passed Sadie he paused, dropping his head so that his mouth was inches from her ear. “Don’t worry, Ms. Carter. I’m a big boy. I’m capable of taking care of all sorts of things.”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon + Kindle Unlimited: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0734HPBB8

 

Author Biography:

Katy Ames loves a good story. Whether through blogs, books, or live events, she’s been an avid story teller her entire career.

 

With a bachelor’s in English Literature, Katy is happiest when curled up on her favorite sofa with a captivating read, whether it’s the Romantic poets or contemporary romance. A good glass of bourbon doesn’t hurt, either.

 

Katy lives with her husband and son in Washington, D.C. When she’s not writing or reading, she’s very enthusiastic about fancy cheese, late nights & lazy mornings. Only two of which she gets to enjoy on a regular basis.

 

Katy is a member of both the Romance Writers of America and the Washington Romance Writers.

 

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Title: After the Fall (Seven Winds Book 2)

Author: Katy Ames

Genre: Contemporary Romance / Women’s Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

If there was one man in the world Grace Fitzgerald never wanted to see again, it was Mark Donovan.

 

Sinfully handsome, famously flirtatious, unerringly cocky. Paragon of men. Archetype of entitled a**holes. As a guest at her luxury hotel, Mark was impossible.

 

As the new owner of her hotel, he’s become a nightmare. The kind that wakes Grace in the middle of the night wishing she could forget how right his lips felt against her own, how tempting his fingers were against her skin.

 

But for all of the challenges that Mark and Grace face working together, nothing can prepare them for the undeniable attraction that flares every time they battle for control. Or the secrets that linger in the luxury of the Seven Winds Resort.

 

With no way of escaping each other or their pasts, can they possibly survive life on the island after they fall?

 

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Excerpt:

A loud crack split the air beneath her.

 

“Shit, shit, shit.” Grace ran down to the lower level. Whatever she’d expected to find on the ground floor of the resort’s most expensive villa, this wasn’t it.

 

There, sprawled on the ground, eyes closed, lips skewed in an off-kilter smile, wearing nothing more than a wrinkled pair of shorts, was Mark Donovan, co-founder and CEO of D&A International. Sinfully handsome, wildly successful, obscenely wealthy, unerringly cocky, undeniably brilliant, famously flirtatious. And, Grace was horrified to realize, unconscious and sporting a wicked cut above one eyebrow.

 

“Oh, no, no.” Grace rushed towards him and crouched over Mr. Donovan’s motionless form, her hands fluttering just above his face. Get a grip, Grace. Check to see if he’s breathing, check to make sure nothing is blocking his airways. She focused with a deep breath and shifted her brain to autopilot.

 

Grace’s pulse calmed substantially when she saw Mr. Donovan’s chest rise in a steady, heavy breath. Definitely not dead. Thank the good Lord. Running an assessing glance across his head and body, Grace confirmed that other than the bruise blossoming beneath the cut on his head, Mark appeared to be perfectly fine. Though unconscious.

 

An incoherent mumble broke free of his lips, followed by a muffled snore. Grace amended that last part. Not unconscious. Asleep.

 

Slumping back, Grace rearranged herself so she could sit more comfortably on the floor, her eyes fixed on her unwitting patient. Mark was stretched out and motionless, giving Grace an unparalleled view of his starkly beautiful face and meticulously sculpted body. His eyes were closed and Grace’s gaze wandered across the sharp ridges of his cheekbones and refined slope of his nose, both of which drew her attention down toward his wide, generous mouth, his lips parted, soft puffs of air brushing the strong, supple lines on every exhale.

 

Determined to ignore her sudden impulse to taste those lips, Grace shifted her eyes away. But a particularly deep inhale dragged her back, this time her attention landing on the long planes of his broad chest, light wisps of blond hair dusting the hard curves that came to an abrupt halt against the repetitive ridges of his abdomen.

 

Grace, you need to stop staring. Seriously. Stop staring!

 

But Grace’s eyes had a mind of their own. As Mark breathed, the play of the muscles across his stomach and sides was hypotonic, the slopes and dips elegantly formed, exquisitely defined. Of its own volition, Grace’s tongue slipped across her lower lip as she caught the hint of dark ink dancing across the shadow of one hipbone.

 

God help her, he was beautiful. Every delicious detail all the more enticing at that precise moment because his eyes weren’t flashing in disdain. And his voice wasn’t dripping with irritation. Mark Donovan, silent and still, was perfect.

 

Awake and entitled? Not so much.

 

“Typically, I expect a woman to buy me one drink, at least, before she gets to enjoy such an up-close and personal view.”

 

Grace squeaked in surprise and tried to scramble back, but Mark anchored one of her wrists in a warm, inflexible grasp.

 

“You had an accident. I found you on the floor. I was making sure you weren’t injured.”

 

Confusion, then recollection flashed in the deep indigo of his eyes. Pressing his free hand to the bump on his forehead, he cocked his lips into a crooked grin. “From what I can tell, my injuries are up here. Not”—he nodded in the direction of his crotch—“down there.”

 

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Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier by @KryssieFortune #romance #militaryromance #FridayReads


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Title Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier

Author  Kryssie Fortune

Genre Contemporary, ex-military, spanking romance

Publisher Loose id

 

Book Blurb

Luke Roberts, a former army mechanic, has a new sub. She’s shy and inexperienced, but willing. As he teaches her about sensation play, she fears he’ll really hurt her and screams her safewords at him. Her reaction causes Luke to have a flashback. Although he’s clawing his way back to normal, he suffers from PTSD. Determined to get well, he contacts a PTSD specialist in Westhorpe Ridge.

Kathryn Johnson has visited a BDSM club three times. When she hooks up with Luke Roberts, he unintentionally terrifies her. She swears off spankings and goes home to Westhorpe Ridge. The last person she expects to see there is Luke Roberts.

Circumstances force them to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? Or is she just a temporary sub in residence?

 

This is book four of my Heroes of Westhopre Ridge series. Like all the others, it’s a stand alone, HEA romance.

 

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Excerpt

Kathryn screamed as the car sped toward them. “Farlaise. Straight ahead. We’re sitting ducks.”

 

Luke gritted his teeth and opened the throttle. The dump truck sped up. Solid, but not superfast, it trundled along the road. A brick outhouse came to mind as he headed directly for Farlaise’s car. This was one game of chicken Luke meant to win. Even if he took a bullet, he’d hold his course and keep Kathryn safe. “So, junior leaguer, how’s your pitching?”

 

She tried for a smile, but it turned into a grimace. “I had one of the team’s lowest earned run averages.”

 

Luke kept the throttle open wide. The chugging of the engine grew louder, but he’d told her the dump truck had a top speed of less than thirty miles an hour. The wind made it feel faster.

 

He took a deep breath and yelled, “Hooah. Balls-to-the-wall time. Our dump truck will pulverize their front end. When you’re near enough, lob one of your Molotov things in their direction. Anything to keep them off-balance since I might as well have a target on my chest sitting up here.”

 

She barely heard him over the engine noise. Adrenaline shot through her. She shivered with a mix of exhilaration, panic, and determination. Protecting Luke mattered more than her safety. Her fear level rose right along with her blood pressure. She could hear her heart race, but she’d keep the driver distracted. No way would she let Farlaise and his henchman hurt Luke.

 

Kathryn didn’t think, just reacted. She lit a match and set one fabric wick burning. Sitting tall, she lobbed her homemade bomb toward the oncoming car. She didn’t expect to hit them, but the banked roadside between Farlaise’s car and the dump truck went up in flames. Farlaise swerved to avoid the fire, almost tossing the henchman out the window as he leaned out and leveled his gun at them.

 

Kathryn peered out the hopper. The henchman had his gun pointed directly at Luke. No way, buster. Careful not to spill fuel, she lit a second wick. Taking a deep breath, she pitched it down the road.

 

Unflinching, Luke held their steady path down the center of the road. He groaned when Kathryn’s throw landed short. The grenade rolled onto the center of the road and sent a sheet of flames upward. Farlaise swerved again. Determined to keep Luke safe, she pitched a third bomb and lit a fourth.

 

Farlaise saw it coming. He swerved right, going off the road and up the banking. The fourth Molotov cocktail hit his radiator. Flames shot around the hood. Farlaise lost control of the car. It rolled, tossing the henchman onto the verge and knocking him unconscious.

 

The car landed on its side. Luke kept chugging forward. “Get down, Kate. I don’t want Farlaise to crawl out of the wreck shooting.”

 

The upturned car blocked her view. She couldn’t see what happened behind it. As she watched, a gun barrel poked over the wreck. Lined up on Luke, it glinted in the afternoon sun.

 

Crack.

 

A single shot rang out. Kathryn screamed again. The gun barrel lowered. Slowly, it toppled from Farlaise’s hand. God, what if he hit Luke? She swiveled in her seat, praying he was unhurt. No blood stained his overalls. He wasn’t slumped in his seat. Farlaise hadn’t shot him.

 

Luke kept the dump truck chugging down the road. When they drove past the upturned vehicle, Farlaise lay in a pool of his own blood on the grass. A police car pulled up, and Jared stepped out the passenger side, rifle in hand. He strode over to Farlaise and picked up his gun before searching the unconscious crook for weapons. Finding none, he stepped back. Luke nodded toward Jared. “Great shot. I owe you one.”

 

Jared shrugged. “It’s what the army trained me for. It was an easy shot for a marine sniper.”

 

Relief made Kathryn’s muscles weak. Shoulders slumped, she peered over the dump truck’s hopper. “Hooah indeed. Luke, you’re either a hero or a lunatic. Maybe both.”

 

Jared touched two fingers to his forehead in salute. Striding over to the henchman, Jared frisked him for weapons. The sheriff went to help Kathryn out of the hopper, but Luke beat him to it.

 

Maybe he held her a little too long as he lowered her to the ground, but she didn’t care. Her heart demanded she cling to him and never let go. If only her brain wasn’t chanting pregnant girlfriend over and over, she’d have been so happy she burst. Rather than respond, she stiffened and stepped away from him.

 

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Kryssie Fortune

 

Author Biography

Kryssie is never seen without her kindle. She reads everything and anything she can get her hands on. When she discovered hot, sexy reads, she felt like she’d found her home. The only books she hates are the ones that end with a cliff hanger or have unhappy endings.

 

Kryssie tries to set her stories in places she’s explored. Hopefully, it adds color to her writing. Anything can spark a story idea. Sometimes she takes liberties though. The North Yorkshire town of Whitby is one of her favorite places. To keep the details of her imaginary town, Westhorpe Ridge consistent, she mentally shunted Whitby over the Atlantic and renamed it Westhorpe Ridge.

 

When not writing, Kryssie loves to walk on the beach of home town, Bridlington, or potter in her garden. Popping down to London to see her family is her favorite thing to do.

 

Kryssie currently has thirteen books on general release along with a boxed e-book of the first three Westhorpe Ridge stories. All her stories are M/ F or M/M/F. All are edited by publishing houses in either the UK or the USA. While her stories sizzle with sex, plot comes before bed. Life’s always an adventure going on in Kryssie’s world.

 

Social Media Links

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Twitter

Blog

Website

 

Or you can email her direct on Kryssie.Fortune@aim.com

 

She Came With the Tide by @ViviMackade #romance #suspense #books


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Title She Came With The Tide

Author  Viviana MacKade

Genre Contemporary Romance with a dash of Suspense

 

Book Blurb

Andrea

 

I stopped breathing a long time ago.

 

I was taken into a cult when I was ten, married to the leader’s son at 20.

 

I learned to fear independence, so I stayed.

 

Day after day after day.

 

Until I couldn’t anymore.

 

So I started running and kept running because he’s after me.

 

Afraid, alone, hungry, but free.

 

Until a stranger offered me breakfast. And I said yes.

 

 

Erik

The thing I can do best? Living. Hard and to the fullest.

 

The world had screamed my name, and I lived it all until I got tired of it.

 

Bought a surf board, a house in my sandy hometown, and started another great life.

 

Young, rich, and totally free had been working like a charm.

 

Until I saw that blue tent on the beach.

 

And my life changed again.

 

 

Excerpt

Chapter 1

 

Crescent Creek, South Florida, May

 

“Well.” Erik Axelsson wiped salty water from his face. “Look what the tide dragged in.”

 

Nestled in the dunes edging his property, the little blue tent sure hadn’t been there when he’d gone out surfing earlier that morning. With his board under his arm, he walked out of the ocean toward the uninvited guest.

 

Erik cringed, praying it wasn’t for one of those crappy TV shows like Where Did The Star Go or something. He had worked hard at building a normal life, and it had been years since the press had bothered him. Yet a nostalgic willing to stand the heat for a picture of Ax had shown up before.

 

“Knock knock,” Erik called out as he reached the tent.

 

When nothing happened, he drove the surfboard in the hot sand with a forceful swing and a chuckle. Whoever hid inside the camping igloo was too hung-over or too stoned to wake up. Each representing a better reason to be in such crappy shelter, on a Floridian beach, on a late May morning, than poking at his past glory. Must be at least three hundred degrees inside.

 

He grabbed a tent pole, shook it. The old thing shuddered like a leaf in a hurricane. “Rise and shine,” he sing-songed.

 

Someone moved. Then came the voice. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

 

“A girl?” he mouthed before shaking his head.

 

Erik brushed his palm over prickling shoulders as the angry sun hit, leaving only salt where ocean drops had been a few minutes before. He revered in that roasting pleasure, in the blues of the sky and water surrounding him. Entertained by his unplanned guest, he pulled his dripping, long hair into a messy bun. A good day for surfing, waves still crashed on the shoreline. The rumble must have hidden the croaky noise of the tent’s zipper because when he looked down at the entrance, he found two huge brown eyes staring at him. An echo of lifetimes ago, distant, feeble, poked at him. The feeling had dwelled into his heart after his parents had died and now lingered on her delicate features. Fear.

 

The girl took a breath, clenched her teeth, and crawled out. She rose on all of her five feet six or so. “Who–” she cleared her throat. “Who are you?”

 

Okay. He did not expect the question. The whole world knew Ax and the Hurricanes. He’d spent ten years of his life on everybody’s mouth, eyes and above all, ears. Newspapers. TV. Concerts. And the girl asked who he was. Surprise shadowed the male appreciation of the woman in front of him. For now. He’ll so be back at it.

 

“I think the question is, who are you?” he retorted, crossing his arms over his chest.

 

“A camper.”

 

“Well, camper, your tent is on my property, in case you missed that,” he said, pointing at the Private Property notice on the berm not far from her den. The rusty, barely visible, Pisa-tower-bend sign. He should invest some money into a new one. “My house’s back there, anyway.”

 

She turned around, took those details in. “Oh.”

 

All right, calculus time. A girl, alone, in an old tent. Add a black bag he’d peeked to with clothes in it, plus that look in her eyes. The result? Trouble. “All right. You hungry?”

 

She nodded.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

 

 

Buy Links

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/dp/B074ZFTQCL?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

 

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B074ZFTQCL?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

 

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B074ZFTQCL?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

 

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Author Biography

Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.

 

Social Media Links

www.viviana-mackade.blog

 

https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100011982152461

 

https://twitter.com/ViviMackade

 

https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B01KKY6WLQ

 

 

Kiss of Magic Romance series by @maryleoauthor #romance #paranormal #TuesdayBookBlog


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I’m so excited to read this whole series… ~ Mrs. N

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 1

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. There’s just one catch – Jackie’s first couple is a test!

 

Will Jackie Cupid turn misbegotten lovers around in time to keep her powers? Or will her magic become a stardust memory?

 

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 1 includes Jackie Cupid’s First Love, and It’s Written in the Stars.

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

It startled her so much that Jackie shot the arrow at no particular target. When she followed its trajectory, Eros Kostopoulos, who had appeared out of thin air, caught it with his right hand like some Marvel Superhero. Completely blown away by his catch, she watched as Eros, the sweet older Greek owner of the archery range, with graying hair and a round belly, morphed into a some sort of half human, half bird creature and sprouted wings . . . real, honest to goodness, full-body-sized, white-feathered wings. His clothes disappeared and he was left with a leather Tarzan type of loincloth revealing the body of a Greek god.

 

Any other mortal might have decided it was time to bug out, that this bird-man might be a threat, or at the very least, blow fire in her face, nevertheless Jackie was more curious than afraid.

 

Call her crazy, but Jackie didn’t exactly appreciate the distraction, especially on her birthday. She’d paid good money for her time inside the range, and this creature, as magnificent as he might be, was usurping her precious minutes.

 

“Mr. Kostopoulos? Is that you?”

 

Jackie stood perfectly still for a moment, while the god spread his wings, knocking over anything and everything that got in their way, including all the heavy lane barriers as if they were as light as cotton balls. His wingspan had to be a good twelve feet from tip to tip, and the Greek god stood well over six feet tall, maybe somewhere in the range of six foot five inches. He wore a perfect, blond-wooden bow over his right shoulder, along with a soft quiver filled with only two arrows. His curly dark hair almost sparkled with natural silkiness, and his skin seemed perfectly smooth. He looked a bit like the statue of David, only with wings.

 

“I am Eros, god of Love,” he roared, the ground shaking once again, rattling everything around her until pictures, equipment, and bottled drinks in the vending machine began popping from their moorings and crashing to the floor.

 

Jackie wasn’t having any of it. She didn’t care what kind of beatific title he had, he needed to move out of the way or leave, whichever he preferred, so she could take her shot. She’d been practicing long and hard for this moment.

 

“Nice to meet you, Eros, god of Love, I’m Jackie, goddess of this room, and if you don’t mind, you’re spoiling my private birthday party. Do you think you can appear somewhere else, because I only have this place for another hour before the lights go out.”

 

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” he bellowed, his head tilting, looking as curious as a puppy.

 

“Should I be?”

 

“Yes. I am all-powerful. I am magical. I am Eros, the god of—”

 

“Love, I know. If you’re the god of Love, there’s no reason for me to be afraid, right? So instead, I’m just annoyed. Look, as I said, it’s my birthday and I’m here alone. No love for me, get it? So unless you’re going to shoot one of your arrows out of a window at some great guy who’s going to fall madly in love with me, you’re just wasting my time. Now, if you don’t mind . . .” And she made a gesture for him to move out of her line of fire.

 

“I am here to tell you your true identity. Is it not important to you?”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Kiss-Magic-Romance-Book-One-ebook/dp/B073WPHJPS/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-one-mary-leo/1126743753?ean=2940158644313

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-one

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1258806294

 

Author Biography:

USA Today bestselling author, Mary Leo, grew up in an Italian family on the Southside of Chicago where pasta and debate were the main staples of everyday life. She writes about magical romances, cowboys, and fun mysteries.

 

Social Media Links:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pg/maryleoauthor/

Twitter: http://twitter.com/maryleoauthor

Website: http://www.maryleo.com/

Newsletter Sign Up: http://www.maryleo.com/marys-extras.html

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 2

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 2 includes Romancing Rudy Raindear, and Loving Hamilton Winchester.

 

Romancing Rudy Raindear:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers and an outstanding bombshell body, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. “Look out, baby, there’s a new Cupid in town!”

 

North Pole, Maine is a curious town where Christmas is celebrated all year long, and where December 24th is marked with a visit from the big man himself.

 

Unfortunately, Rudy Raindear, the last descendant who can run Santa’s favorite bakery, Sugar Plums, no longer believes in Christmas and has gotten on Santa’s Naughty List. Rudy’s red nose proves it. That is until Jenny Bells, secret helper to Mrs. Claus, takes on the challenge of teaching Rudy just what being good is all about. And with a little help from Jackie Cupid, the plucky Cupid with attitude, Jenny and Rudy better buckle up. When Jackie gets involved, almost anything can happen.    

 

Loving Hamilton Winchester:

All Hamilton Winchester ever wanted was Gaby Venti, but Gaby Venti never wanted to be tied down to any man . . . especially not to Hamilton, the father of her unborn baby. When she shows up at the Winchester cabin in Plymouth Rock, Colorado wanting Hamilton to sign a document that he disagrees with, Hamilton decides to take matters into his own hands by asking for a little heavenly intervention from his grandfather . . . his deceased grandfather.

 

Soon Jenny Cupid arrives, wielding her special Cupid magic and Gaby finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of emotions for Hamilton she simply can’t shake . . . or can she?

 

Will a magical snowbound weekend be enough to convince Gaby that being tied down with Hamilton is exactly what she’s wanted all along? Or will she emerge from the enchantment, and walk away from the one man she has always secretly loved?

 

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

When Eros appeared in front of her, gone were his magnificent wings, his nearly naked perfectly chiseled body and his Tarzan-like loincloth. Instead, he was dressed like a Christmas Elf, complete with pointy shoes, a green suit, a strange hat, and he stood all of four-feet tall.

 

He must have felt her shock because he said, “It was the only way I could get Santa’s attention and I thought I would blend in better looking like this.”

 

“You blend in like an elephant,” Jackie told him as he pulled out the chair across from her at the small table along the windows. At once a young boy stopped to wave, and Eros, being the kind god that Jackie knew him to be, waved back.

 

“What a sweet child. He will grow up to be a pediatric surgeon. He will marry his childhood sweetheart, they will live right here in this town, have three children and he will save the lives of countless other children.”

 

“How do you know this?” He lifted an eyebrow. “Fine, so you’re a god and you have magical powers. I had no idea you could see that far into the future. What about free will? I thought that was the one variable that couldn’t be determined.”

 

“It can not, but I can still see what will happen if a human chooses wisely, and he will choose wisely. He has loving and supportive parents, and his sweetheart will guide him in the direction of his innate talents.”

 

“Will I ever be able to see someone’s future?” Jackie wanted to know.

 

“You already see the future of your assigned soulmates. Is that not enough?”

 

“Not when I can see so much more.”

 

“When you get your wings, you will be able to see these things, but not before.”

 

“I would ask you when that will be, but you’ll just give me a nebulous answer.”

 

“Your wings depend on your successes, and so far, you are batting a thousand, as humans like to say.”

 

“I’ve been fortunate. Getting the potential lovers together that you have given me have been easy. I need a real challenge to sink my teeth into, so to speak.”

 

“Then you will like this new challenge. Not only is Rudy Raindear trying to do something that will certainly destroy this festive town, but he is lying to his grandfather, the owner of this establishment. He will lie to the woman he is destined for, and worst of all, Rudy has gotten on Santa’s Naughty List, as you will see this evening when we meet again at Yule Tide’s. It is a tavern in town where Rudy and his friends will meet.”

 

Jackie sucked in a breath, as her hand shot up to her mouth. She knew for certain that in the Magic World she now dwelled in, getting on Santa’s Naughty List was tantamount to being shunned by all your friends, being turned out into the cold without a coat . . . or even worse, being identified as having a cold heart.

 

“I asked for an assignment that was difficult, not impossible.”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B073WS8YTY

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two-mary-leo/1126744404?ean=2940158644429

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-two/id1258819714

 

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 3

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 3 includes A Christmas in Time, and The Ghost of Dillon Spencer.

 

A Christmas In Time:

Kris Timekeeper would like nothing more than to rekindle his failing marriage this Christmas, but being Santa’s Master-magical Clockmaker comes with a downside. After several months of endless work on Santa’s clock, he and his beloved wife have separated. Kris may be able to save Christmas Eve for Santa, but will he have enough time to save his marriage with the only woman he’s ever loved?

 

Noelle Timekeeper reluctantly agrees to spend one last Christmas with Kris in Merry, PA, his quirky new hometown. She’s brought along their young daughter, Annabelle, and her very pregnant pooch, Holly. Despite all the hype about Santa’s magical clock and how it can stop time, Noelle can’t seem to let her guard down long enough to allow Kris back into her heart. That is until Jackie Cupid shows up with some timely magic of her own. Once Noelle is stung by Jackie’s charm, she finally takes the time to understand what makes Kris tick . . .

 

Will Kris and his magical clock be able to save not only Christmas, but his marriage to Noelle as well?

 

Only time will tell.

 

The Ghost Of Dillon Spencer:

Uptight–but ever so sexy–billionaire Dillon Spencer, gets a second chance at love when his own ghostly spirit takes up residency in his hotel room at the historic and haunted Hotel Colorado in the trendy town of Glenwood Springs, Colorado. Along with several more notorious and opinionated ghosts, Dillon attempts to convince a skeptical Hilly Thompson, his enchanting and very much alive assistant, that true love can break through any dimension.

 

Hilly doesn’t believe in spirits, ghosts or anything that smacks of the hereafter. Hell, she can barely get through her own life let alone someone else’s afterlife. So when Dillon tries to convince her that he’s really a great guy trapped in some heavenly limbo, she’s skeptical and resistant until he gets help from Jackie Cupid, who knows his true heart’s desire. Soon, Hilly is falling for this translucent Dillon, but will it be enough to keep him from joining the ranks of the other ghosts that haunt the historical hotel?

 

It’s a risk luminous Dillon is willing to take.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Kiss-Magic-Romance-Book-Three-ebook/dp/B073WSRBHZ

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three-mary-leo/1126744702?ean=2940158644467

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-three/id1258892289

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Title: Kiss of Magic Romance, Book 4

Author: Mary Leo

Genre: Sweet Magical Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Step into Jackie’s Kiss of Magic Romance world, where starstruck lovers get a little help from Cupid . . . Jackie Cupid!

 

*** Each Book in the Kiss of Magic Romance series contains TWO Jackie Cupid novellas! ***

 

Book 4 includes The Lone Cowboy of Starlight Bend, and The Fortuneteller’s Valentine.

 

The Lone Cowboy Of Starlight Bend:

When Eros, the god of Love, appears to Jackie Cupid and transforms her into a real life Cupid with magical love powers and an outstanding bombshell body, Jackie is keen to take on the challenge. “Look out, baby, there’s a new Cupid in town!”

 

Jolie Shepherd didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. So when she accepts an open invitation for a visit to Starlight Bend, Montana from her best friend, Jolie expects to pass most of the holiday season holed up inside a rustic cabin, not playing cowgirl with quite possibly the most adorable cowboy in the entire state.

 

Red Weisman is a man who prefers to ride alone . . . that is until he meets Jolie Shepherd. Once they team up to grant a Christmas wish for a needy child, something magical happens between them. Problem is they come from totally different worlds. But with Santa’s help, and a little pinch from Jackie Cupid and her magical stars, all they have to do is believe in the magic of their deepest Christmas wish, and everything will work out . . . or will it?

 

 

The Fortuneteller’s Valentine:

When a fortuneteller’s prediction begins to come true, Rose Candi dismisses it as a coincidence, but when a past estranged boyfriend shows up reminding her of the love she once felt for him, Rose can’t help wondering if that fortuneteller had true magical powers.

 

Maximilian Rosso hadn’t seen Rose in ten years, and in those ten years Rose had grown into a stunning beauty who now owned part of a popular bar and restaurant in San Diego. But Max is a wanderer who can’t stay in one place . . . or can he? If Jackie Cupid, a meddlesome love bomb, has anything to do with it, those wandering days Max has been so fond of may be coming to an abrupt end.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B073WLZ8RP

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four-mary-leo/1126744983

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/kiss-of-magic-romance-book-four/id1258904624

 

Starting Over by @CharJGordon #romance #romanticsuspense #MFRWAuthor


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Title Starting Over

Series Women Who Survive and Thrive

Author Charmaine Gordon

Genre Women’s Fiction, Romantic Suspense

 

Book Blurb

Each morning, Emily Kendrick runs on the hard-packed sand of St. Augustine Beach to clear her mind and heal her heart.

From the widow’s walk of the house perched high on the dunes, a man trains his binoculars on Emily…

 

Excerpt

Chapter 1

She ran as fast as she could on the hard packed sand this early morning in February, still cold in St. Augustine, Florida. Cold and beautiful with the tide out and no one around. Almost always surefooted, not as steady since Larry died eight months before, Emily Kendrick stumbled and caught her balance. There was a sense of someone watching her, close to her, yet she ran into no one on the deserted beach. It was almost an everyday occurrence. Tears spilled down her face just as the hurdles set for the track team came up. Easy leap over the first one, the second knocked over by a careless foot. Emily fell and didn’t get up.

 

A lone runner sprinted through the waves and hurried to aid the fallen woman.

 

Binoculars slammed against the railing of the widow’s walk where two eyes had been watching the long-legged runner for months. From his well hidden perch high up on the mansion over-looking the Atlantic Ocean, under investigation the infamous Clifford Lansdale said, “She’s mine.” Fragments of the expensive binoculars lay at his feet.

 

“Are you all right?” the runner said.

 

Emily laughed and cried. “Oh sure. I never stumble like this and the kids will be coming down for practice soon. I’ve got to be on top of my game to train them.” She stood up, checked all her parts to make sure nothing was damaged and brushed off sand. “Thanks for stopping by. I’m Emily Kendrick.” She noticed the runner checking out all her parts too and shook her head. Guys. They just can’t help it.

 

“Patrick Corwin. What kids?”

 

“I coach the women’s track team at the college. We’re at the beach most days before the crowd.” She opened a thermos and offered tea. Patrick begged off.

 

“I run early before office hours. Have to get up to Jacksonville before morning rush.” He fished a business card from his running shorts. “Call me. I’d enjoy getting to know you better, Emily.”

 

Patrick left before she had a chance to say no. How could she ever go out with another man? Larry was the best husband in the world, her high school sweetie. Emily didn’t know how she was going to spend the rest of her life without him. Their children were grown up and married. They loved her but had their own lives to lead. “Go out, Mom,” Tommy said. “Have some fun. Dad wouldn’t want you to be alone.” Her daughter wasn’t eager for her to date. “Play Bridge, learn how to use the computer we bought you. I’ll have a baby for you to play with.” Emily hated card games, computers were scary, babies sounded wonderful but is that how life would be?

 

From sounds of a bus coming over the nearby dune, Emily knew the team had arrived. Time to work and work was the answer for now.

 

Buy Links:

Smashwords https://www.smashwords.com/extreader/read/10726/3/starting-over

 

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Starting-Over-Charmaine-Gordon-ebook/dp/B003BVJCHM/

 

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Starting-Over-Charmaine-Gordon-ebook/dp/B003BVJCHM/

 

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Starting-Over-Charmaine-Gordon-ebook/dp/B003BVJCHM/

 

Barnes and Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/starting-over-charmaine-gordon/1100073061?ean=2940000833049

 

Kobo https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/starting-over-28

 

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7880797-starting-over

 

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Author Biography

Charmaine Gordon writes books about women who Survive and Thrive. Her motto is take one step and then another to leave your past behind and begin again. Six books and several short stories in three years, she’s always at work on the next story. The books include To Be Continued, Starting Over, Now What?, Reconstructing Charlie, Sin of Omission and The Catch, and her series of Mature Romances, The Beginning…Not the End.

“I didn’t realize at the time while working as an actor in NYC, I’d become a sponge soaking up dialogue, setting, and stage directions. I learned many tools of writing during the years watching directors like Mike Nichols and actors including Harrison Ford, Anthony Hopkins, and Billy Crystal. And would you believe, I was Geraldine Ferraro’s stand– in leg model, my first job giving me entrée into all the Unions needed to work. When the sweet time ended, I began another career and creative juices flowed.”

You can reach Charmaine at
http://authorCharmaineGordon.wordpress.com

And on her FB page http://www.facebook.com/charmaine.gordon

Taking Flight by @KateRandle1 and @WildRosePress #romance #books #amreading


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Title: Taking Flight

Author: Kate Randle

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Ivy Castlefield is a famous motivational speaker who has lost the drive to go on with her career and her life. But after six months of wallowing in her own misery, she decides to get back in the game and boards a flight bound for Las Vegas to present at a conference.

 

Lucas Freeman is the handsome pilot of this plane, but he strikes out when he approaches Ivy to introduce himself. When they reach their final destination, the pair are reunited and given another chance to reconnect. But can Ivy overcome the scars of her past and give Lucas and herself the chance at love they both deserve? And can Lucas fight off the demons that threaten to separate him from Ivy when they have only just found each other?

 

Excerpt:

Ivy felt she could open up to Lucas like she hadn’t with anyone else. Was it because he was a friendly stranger whom she would likely never see again? No, it was more than that.

 

His soothing voice and handsome good looks started a fire in her belly she hadn’t felt for quite some time. Or was it the two glasses of wine she had indulged in? She couldn’t be positive, but she wanted to get to know him better. However, she couldn’t be sure she would be able to take that chance—again.

 

Buy Links:

The Wild Rose Press:

https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/5176-taking-flight.html?search_query=kate+randle&results=3

Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/Taking-Flight-Kate-Randle-ebook/dp/B072SY94QW/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1498516646&sr=8-2&keywords=kate+randle

 

Amazon Canada:

https://www.amazon.ca/Taking-Flight-Kate-Randle-ebook/dp/B072SY94QW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1498516720&sr=8-1&keywords=kate+randle

Barnes & Noble:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taking-flight-kate-randle/1126624995?ean=2940158989476

 

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Author Biography:

After writing more essays than she could count completing her university studies, Kate Randle decided to swap out the world of academic prose for something more exciting—romance novels.

 

She lives near Toronto, Ontario, with her incredibly supportive husband and kids. Two adorable rescue felines round out her family to keep things interesting and covered in cat hair.

 

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Website: www.katerandle.com

Twitter ID: @KateRandle1

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A Rancher’s Pride by @BarbaraWDaille and @HarlequinBooks #romance #books #99cents


A Ranchers Pride

 

Title – A Rancher’s Pride

Author  – Barbara White Daille

Genre – Contemporary Romance

Publisher – Harlequin Books

 

 

A Rancher’s Pride is the first in Barbara’s Flagman’s Folly series. It’s available in print and (as of this writing) is currently 99 cents at many major e-tailers!

 

Book Blurb –

 

His Whole World Is In Her Hands…

 

Sam Robertson’s life just changed. In one short day, he found out that he’s a daddy; that his beautiful little girl, Becky, is deaf; and that her aunt, sign language teacher Kayla Ward, intends to fight him for custody.

 

There are plenty of reasons Sam shouldn’t fall for Kayla. A city girl like her has no place on his ranch, particularly when she’s his ex-wife’s gorgeous sister. But thanks to the judge’s orders, Sam’s spending a lot of time with Kayla, trying to give Becky the stable home she’s never known.

 

Despite their ongoing custody battle, Sam and Kayla’s love for Becky brings them closer than they ever expected, and Sam knows that no matter who wins in court, he could still lose—Kayla or his daughter.

 

Excerpt –

This is from the opening of A Rancher’s Pride:

 

The minute Sam Robertson saw his mother’s frozen expression, he knew something terrible had happened. He hadn’t seen that look on Sharleen’s face since the night his daddy died.

 

He tossed his Stetson onto the hook by the kitchen door and crossed the room to where she sat by the round pine table. “Mom?  What is it?  What’s wrong?”

 

“Sam…”  She cleared her throat and started again. “Ronnie was here.”

 

“Ronnie?”  He frowned. He hadn’t seen his ex-wife in five years. “What did she want after all this time?  Just stopping by to say hello?”

 

“She said she’s settling down again. With another man.”

 

“That’s what has you upset?  You should know better. And we should both pity the poor guy. So, what did she do, drop off an invitation to the wedding?”

 

“No.”  Sharleen took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Finally, she said, “She dropped something off, but not an invitation. She brought a little girl with her. Four years old. Ronnie left her here. She said she’s your daughter.”

 

What?”  The news rocked him back in the chair. “That’s impossible.”

 

“I’m not sure that it is. The child is blonde. Like Ronnie. But she’s got your eyes. Your daddy’s eyes. She looks like a Robertson, through and through.”  She waved toward the arched doorway. “See for yourself.”

 

After a moment’s hesitation, he rose and moved to the door. He had to brace himself before he could step into the living room.

 

Everything looked familiar. The pair of plaid couches facing each other. The long pine coffee table between them. The chime clock ticking away on the mantel. Everything looked familiar, except the child sitting on one of the couches.

 

A beautiful little girl.

 

The daughter he’d always hoped for, the start of the family he’d never had.

 

He shook his head. Pipe dreams, for sure. Ronnie had never told a true story in her life. This child couldn’t be his.

 

As he moved another step into the room, she looked up.

 

Small and blonde, just as Sharleen had said. And more.

 

The girl’s eyes shone in the light from the table lamp beside the couch. Silver-gray eyes surrounded by dark lashes, a perfect match to his own.

 

His throat tightened. He felt frozen in place.

 

She gave him a shy smile.

 

He’d seen that half-twisted grin in plenty of his own childhood pictures. Not impossible after all. The child was his.

 

Somehow, after what seemed like hours, he managed to raise one hand to wave at her. “Hello.”  The word came out in a croak. He hadn’t the first idea of what to say and went for the standard opening line. “What’s your name?”

 

Sharleen moved up to stand behind him and rested her hand on his arm. “Her name’s Becky,” she told him. “But she can’t hear you, Sam. She’s deaf.”

 

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Barbara White Daille

 

Author Biography –

Barbara White Daille lives with her husband in the sunny Southwest. Though they love the warm winters and the lizards in their front yard, they haven’t gotten used to the scorpions in the bathroom. Barbara also loves writing, reading, and chocolate. Come to think of it, she enjoys writing about those subjects, too!

 

Barbara wrote her first short story at the age of nine, then typed “The End” to her first novel many years later…in the eighth grade. Now she’s writing contemporary romance on a daily basis. Sign up for her newsletter to keep up with the latest in her writing life:  https://barbarawhitedaille.com/newsletter.

 

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Right Text, Wrong Number by Natalie Decker @AuthorNatDecker #romance #YA #giveaway




 

Right Text Wrong Number
Natalie Decker
(Offsides, #1)
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: July 11th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

High school juniors, Layla and Tyler, are complete opposites. Sure she’s a cheerleader and he’s a football player, but she thinks he’s the biggest jerk in the school and he thinks she is too high on her horse to even be worth of a second glance from him. And when the two of them are near one another, sparks fly in all the wrong directions. They are NOT interested in speaking to one another, let alone date.

 

But when Layla unknowingly sends Tyler a smack-down text meant for the girl sending naked photos to her then-boyfriend, Adam, Tyler has no idea it’s Layla and decides to play along. After all, Tyler cannot resist messing with the pissed off girl firing off texts about junk pictures, cheating, and girl code.

 

As the fallout from Adam’s sexting scandal plays out in front of the entire school, Tyler and Layla secretly continue to text one another using fake names. But as days and weeks pass, things take a turn for the serious between them, and suddenly, their texts mean more. They both begin to consider revealing their true identity to the other and taking the relationship from texts to dates, then kissing and maybe more.

 

They say there’s a thin line between love and hate. Can reality live up to the fantasy, or will Layla and Tyler be forever offsides?

 

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EXCERPT:

Beep! Beeeeeeeeep! “Stop screwing with your phone and pay attention to the road!” I blow my horn some more. The light is green, has been for a good forty seconds. I glance over at my best friend for some support for my general crabbiness this morning. She’s not giving it though, she’s too busy tapping away on her own cellphone.

 

“You believe this guy? Same to you, Buddy!” I yell as I catch his middle finger pop up in front of his rearview mirror.

 

Rachel doesn’t say anything. She’s still engrossed in messages from whomever is texting her. Possibly the latest gossip, or party happening. Who knows?

 

I’m usually a perky, non-violent person. All of this has seemed to change recently. I saw an episode on the news about how much society is turning into walking mutants because they’re so absorbed in their phones. You won’t catch me searching for the perfect snap shot of yourself, only to be mauled by a huge mountain lion ready to pounce from behind. I don’t want to be mauled by some crazy animal in a park. I mean how awful would that be, death-by-selfie. So, I gave up on taking poses in the cute outfits I wear and selfies altogether.

 

And don’t get me started on texting. I loathe it. I know what you’re thinking. What kind of weirdo hates texting? The kind who’s dyslexic. And when everything looks like absolute gibberish anyway, and now I have to read words on a small screen just to find out who made out with whom; no thanks. If it weren’t for my text-to-voice app, I’d be screwed. People would think I’m a complete airhead because I couldn’t decipher a silly text.

 

“Sorry; what were you having a beyotch fit about?” Rachel asks drawing my eyes from the road and landing on her. “Austin was telling me what happened to Jared during football practice yesterday. Plus, I guess there is this monster party after the game Friday. You in or out?” She looks up from her phone.

 

“In,” I answer reverting my attention to the line of cars turning into the school’s parking lot. I know my boyfriend Adam will want to go hang out with his team so it’s a given that I’ll be tagging along. Although I really would rather it just be him and me this weekend. Lately we’re either in group functions, at parties, on double dates at the movies, or hanging out with his friends. I just want some me-time with him. No disgusting belching contests happening in the background or listening to other couples make out next to me. Gross.

 

“Austin wants to know if your sister’s coming?”

 

This question shakes me from my miserable funk, and I snort laugh. My twin sister at a party? HA-HA-HA. OMG; I think I peed my pants a little. “That’s not happening. Unless the words ‘book,’ ‘ComicCon,’ or ‘mud’ were in front of the word ‘party.’ Then she’d probably go. But yeah; no. Why’s does he want to know? Is he crushing on my sister?” That could be news I could get down with.

 

“He said one of the guys was asking.”

 

Raising a brow, I inquire, “Which one?” It’s probably Chase, but that would be weird considering he’s her best friend and knows her daily schedule.

She’s tapping away again as I pull up to the school parking lot. “He won’t say.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Do you really care or are you just morbidly interested that someone might actually like your super wacked out sister?”

 

“She’s not … wacked out.”

 

Rachel is my best friend, but she’s not a fan of my sister, Juliet. In fact, she pretty much despises her. My twin isn’t mean or anything, she’s just … super smart. And sometimes tends to let her geekiness fly. She can recite the first five chapters of each Harry Potter book. She knows all the lines word-for-word in every Star Wars movie. Every stinkin’ one.

 

Speaking of my awesome twin, she pulls up next to me and slams her Jeep door. “You did it again! You know you only have one simple chore. One. And every time I get stuck with it.”

 

I roll my eyes at her. “Calm down, sis. I’ll get it next time.”

 

She smiles wickedly at me. It’s like looking in a mirror since our physical features are almost exactly the same. The only one small difference isn’t something most people notice just from looking at our faces: she has a small birthmark on her neck just below her ear, shaped like a heart, whereas I do not. Everything else is definitely the same, from the dark, rich brown hair to the mossy-green eyes, right down to the height of a whopping 5’6”. I’ve thought about cutting my waist-length hair to my shoulders just so people can tell us apart.

 

“You say that every time! I’m done helping you out Layla. Maybe next time instead of rushing off to get Starbucks, see Adam, or pick up your BFF you’ll do your chores and stop putting them on me. I have a life too you know.”

 

Rachel cuts in. “You have a life, since when?”

 

“Butt out Rach.” I shift my attention back to my sister who is currently glaring at my bestie. “Juliet, I’m sorry,” I say.

 

Her eyes cut to me. She shakes her head and walks away. I call out, “Juliet.” She doesn’t look back. Instead, she flips me off—and okay this time —I rightly deserve it.

 

I totally thought she’d take out the recycling for me again. “Dang it. Mom’s going to kill me.”

 

“This is why your sister is a freak,” Rachel says as we head into the school. Once we’re inside, she ditches me for Austin and I head to my destination, Adam.

 

 

Author Bio:

 

Natalie Decker is the author of RIVAL LOVE series and the Scandalous Boys series. She loves oceans, sunsets, sand between her toes, and carefree days. Her imagination is always going, which some find odd. But she believes in seeing the world in a different light at all times. Her first passion for writing started at age twelve when she had to write a poem for English class. However, seventh grade wasn’t her favorite time and books were her source of comfort. She took all college prep classes in High school, and attended the University of Akron. Although she studied Mathematics she never lost her passion for writing or her comfort in books. She’s a mean cook in the kitchen, loves her family and friends and her awesome dog infinity times infinity. If she’s not writing, reading, traveling, hanging out with her family and friends, then she’s off having an adventure. Because Natalie believes in a saying: Your life is your own journey, so make it amazing!

Find out more visit: http://www.authornataliedecker.com

 

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#CHRISTMASINJULY FETE: Merry Christmas, Henry by @Aubreywynne51 #ROMANCE #BOOKS #GIVEAWAY


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Title: Merry Christmas, Henry

 

Author: Aubrey Wynne

 

Genre: Contemporary Holiday Romance

 

Book Blurb:

A holiday fantasy short story for the romantic.

 

Henry, a shy and talented artist, moonlights as a security guard at a museum and loses his heart to a beautiful, melancholy woman in a painting. As his obsession grows, he finds a kindred soul who helps him in his search for happiness. On Christmas Eve, Henry dares to take a chance on love and fulfill his dream.

 

Excerpt:

“Hey, Henry, you want a little overtime?” the supervisor had asked. “Charlie called in sick and I could use an extra hand. Another rich collector remembered us in his will. We’ve got a pricey piece arriving in about an hour and I’d feel better with some extra security.”

 

Henry tried to wipe the smile off his face. Five years in the city and he still felt like a country bumpkin. “Sure.”

 

“The paper says a Rubens. Flemish, wasn’t he? But it’s a small one.”

 

Henry gave a whistle. “Impressive.”

 

“There’s a companion painting with it, artist unknown. We’ll have to find a spot for it in appreciation for the collector’s piece.”

 

An hour later, Henry held a priceless painting in his hands. God, he loved this job.

 

“The family probably figured they wouldn’t get any money out of the other one. But this one sure is a beauty,” the supervisor said as he reached for the Rubens.

 

“Yes, indeed,” Henry replied, as his eyes landed on the second painting. “Striking.”

 

Henry’s boss laughed. “I’m talking about this one, Bud. The little one is worth the big bucks!” His boss headed toward the office to start the paperwork on the new museum pieces.

 

“Yes, of course,” he murmured, but his attention remained focused on the woman in the larger painting.

 

She sat on the edge of a rocky cliff, her face slightly turned as if looking over the edge. Her legs were out to the side, knees bent, a long, olive-colored skirt spread around her haphazardly as if blown by the wind. The stormy ocean breakers rushed between jagged rocks then turned into frothy waves that lapped at the sand. The details in the picture were crisp and stark, the color was minimal—just the woman on a cliff with the turbulent water below. But the overall effect created a hauntingly beautiful scene.

 

He felt her distress, her sorrow. His fingers itched to reach out and pull her from the painting and hold her, soothe her, give her comfort. Henry knew that if she could turn and face him, he would be looking at the most exquisite creature he’d ever seen. His hand shook as he reached out to touch the canvas.

 

“Are you okay, Henry?”

 

Henry drew his hand back quickly as if he’d been caught in the act of—of what? Touching a frame? Good lord, he must be tired.

 

“What? Oh, yeah, I just need some sleep. ” As Henry turned to leave, he took one last look at the woman who had just stolen his heart. Fate had given him a precious gift. He whistled “Angels We Have Heard on High” all the way home.

 

 

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Author’s Favorite Holiday Food/Tradition:

We make gingerbread men every year. The kids have contests to see who can pile on the most candy and still tell it’s a man. The adults compete for the silliest face. At the end, we make hot chocolate and gobble up our creations.

 

Aubrey Wynne

 

Author Biography:

Bestselling and award-winning author Aubrey Wynne resides in the Midwest with her husband, dogs, horses, mule and barn cats. She is an elementary teacher by trade, champion of children and animals by conscience, and author by night. Obsessions include history, travel, trail riding, and all things Christmas.

Her short stories Merry Christmas, Henry and Pete’s Mighty Purty Privies won the Preditors & Editors Reader’s Choice in 2013 and 2014. Dante’s Gift, first in A Chicago Christmas series, received the 2016 Golden Quill, Aspen Gold, and Heart of Excellence awards.

Her upcoming series “A Vintage Romance” was inspired by tales of her stepfather, who served in the British Air Force in WWII. Wynne’s medieval fantasy series “Medieval Encounters” begins with Rolf’s Quest, 2016 NTRWA Great Expectations winner.

 

 

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#CHRISTMASINJULY FETE: The Christmas List by @shailstock #ROMANCE #BOOKS #GIVEAWAY


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Title:           The Christmas List

 

Author:       Shirley Hailstock

 

Genre:        Romance

 

Book Blurb:  

A freak accident changed the course of tennis player Allie Underwood’s life. Two years in recuperation, she’s finally back on her feet, but her plans of opening a tennis academy died with the accident. Then Allie encounters architect Peter Barrett who literally pulls the rug out from under her. Attempting to avoid him proves fruitless as he’s everywhere she turns. When he pulls her into his arms and passion flares between them, Allie’s future and her heart are in jeopardy.

Patting himself on the back after gaining a lucrative contract, Peter Barrett is stunned when a teenage angel appears in his home office and tells him she’s there to save his soul. He has to help another mortal by fulfilling her Christmas wishes. Peter has never had a happy Christmas. And the chosen woman stands in the way of his architectural plans.

Will they learn the value of good will to men and open their hearts to love?

 

Excerpt:

Allie’s hand shook when she looked down at the year old paper.  Her mouth went dry as she stared at the list she’d begun two years ago.  Uncalled for emotions sailed into her like a fast moving train.  Her free hand went to her heart, trying to control the sudden beating that she could feel all the way to her head.

 

The note’s title was clear, but the year had been obliterated by water damage.  She didn’t need to see it.  She knew exactly when she’d written it.  It was during her before period.  Before the accident.  Before her world collided with a drunk driver.  Before life as she knew it and the promising future her friends and family knew was hers, was snatched away in a blinding few seconds that crushed her life, limbs, and career into a space too small for a woman her size.

 

Balling the single sheet into golf-ball size, Allie tossed it toward the trash can – missing it by inches.  She didn’t need to read it.  She knew what it said.  She also knew the list was moot.  Allie wouldn’t get any of her Christmas wishes – not then or now.

 

“Allie, are you ready?” her sister called from the hall.  Allie started taking a deep breath and snapping her attention to the present.  From the sound of Melanie’s voice, Allie could tell she was half-way up the stairs.

 

“Just throwing out some trash,” Allie called.  She glanced toward the trash can as if she could see her past.

 

Melanie pushed the door open and walked in without waiting for Allie to offer her entrance.  She was immaculately dressed in black pants, a creamy soft cable-knit sweater and red knee-length boots.  Not at all like Allie who wore a simple green dress with long sleeves.  It was cinched at the waist by a silver belt whose loop was three dress sizes tighter than it had been a year ago.  Allie wore support stockings and shoes with a one-inch heel.  There was snow outside, but it had been cleared away leaving adequate paths that could keep her feet dry.  Despite spending her entire life in Lighthouse, Maine, Allie did not like boots.

 

“What are you doing?” Melanie asked, looking around.

 

“Cleaning out some papers I don’t need anymore.”  She wanted to say some old memories, but that would spark more conversation than she wanted to go into with her perceptive sister.

 

“Ready?”

 

Allie pushed her arms into her coat.  “I am now.”  She smiled even though she didn’t feel like it.

 

“It’s cold out, but it hasn’t snowed yet.”

 

New snow was predicted.  Allie saw her sister glance at her shoes.  The censure that she should have on the boots Melanie had bought her was there.  She ignored it and started for the door.

 

“I’ll take this down for you,” Melanie said, lifting the nearly full trash can.

 

Allie gritted her teeth.  After two years, she was capable of taking her own trash down the stairs, but Melanie thought she was helping.  And Allie’s limp was almost gone.  If she didn’t overdo or try to walk too fast, no one could tell she even had a limp.

 

Melanie took the trash basket to the kitchen and left it next to a larger one.  The balled up list still lay on the floor of Allie’s bedroom.  Neither of them noticed.

 

 

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Author’s Favorite Holiday Food/Tradition: 

For Christmas I love Sweet Potato Pie.  As a tradition, at the first snowfall of the season, I bake cinnamon rolls.

 

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Author Biography:   

Shirley Hailstock began her writing life as a lover of reading.  She likes nothing better than to find a quiet corner where she can get lost in a book, explore new worlds and visit places she never expected to see.  As an author, she can not only visit those places, but she can be the heroine of her own stories.  The author of more than thirty novels and novellas, including her electronic editions, Shirley has received numerous awards, including the Borders Bestselling Romance Award and Romantic Times Magazine‘s Career Achievement Award.  Shirley’s books have appeared on Blackboard, Essence Magazine, Amazon.com and Library Journal Best Seller Lists.  She is a past president of Romance Writers of America.

 

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#CHRISTMASINJULY FETE: Changing Faces by @BarbCaffrey #ROMANCE #BOOKS #GIVEAWAY


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Title: CHANGING FACES

 

Author: Barb Caffrey

 

Genre: LGBT-friendly inspirational fantasy-romance

 

Book Blurb:

Allen and Elaine are graduate students in Nebraska, have been together for seven years, and are engaged. They love each other very much, and have many things in common. Both play the clarinet, are teaching assistants, are well-respected and seem to have their lives firmly on track. In fact, their life should be idyllic, but Elaine’s past includes rape, neglect, and abuse from those who should’ve loved her—but didn’t, because from childhood, Elaine identified as transgender.

 

When Elaine tells Allen right before Christmas, he doesn’t know what to do. He loves Elaine, loves her soul, has heard about transgender people before, but didn’t think Elaine was one of them—she looks and acts like anyone else. Now, she wants to become a man and is going to leave.

 

He prays for divine intervention, and says he’ll do anything, just please don’t separate him from Elaine. And in the form of a car accident, he gets his wish.

 

Now, he’s in Elaine’s body. And she’s in his. But both were injured, and Allen’s old body (with Elaine inside) is in a coma.

 

Allen can’t tell anyone who he is. But one thing’s certain: if Elaine can wake up, he wants to be with her. He doesn’t care what body he’s in, or that he, too, is now transgender.

 

Why?

 

True love matters so much to the universe, once you have found your soulmate, the universe will do anything to keep you together—even change your faces.

 

Excerpt:

I woke up in a dark, strange room. I couldn’t see much, but I knew I wasn’t

home. The shape of the shadows was off.

 

At least my eyes are open, I mused. That’s something.

 

Then everything came back in a rush. The car—the accident. What happened?

 

I tried to sit up on a spare, single bed, but my midsection told me this was a very

bad idea. I flopped back down, and groaned as I came down hard on my left hand. It

felt wrong, somehow, so I picked it up and looked at it. Strange; in this light, it seemed

much smaller than usual.

 

I must have zoned out for a bit, because the next thing I knew, I heard, “Time for

your hourly check.”

 

“I’m awake,” I mumbled. Even my voice sounded—and felt—wrong. It was

much higher than normal.

 

What was wrong with me?

 

I saw a white light for a moment, but it blinded me to the point I could only see

sparkles. Then I felt something grab my hand. “Relax,” a male voice said. “I’m taking

your pulse, getting your vitals.” My hand was put down gently at my side, then the

insistent man asked, “Where does it hurt?”

 

“Everywhere,” I grumbled, still not able to see. “My head…my ribs…

everywhere!”

 

“Not surprising,” the man—a nurse, I realized—said. Then he asked me a

number of questions—what day it was, what year, where we were, who the President

was, all that. I answered fine until they asked me who I was, and I tried to say “Allen,”

but couldn’t. Then I tried to say, “Where’s Elaine?” but the only word that came out was

the last one.

 

The nurse nodded. “Yes, you seem to know who and where you are. That’s good

to hear.”

 

“I know who I am,” I said, trying not to sound frightened, “but I can’t explain it. I

feel so weird…can’t you give me anything for the pain?”

 

“We think you have a concussion, so we can’t just yet,” he said gently. “As for the

rest, I’ll check on you again in a few hours. Get some rest.”

 

Easy for you to say, I thought. But I tried to do what he asked; I just wasn’t able to do it. So I gave up after a few subjective eons and turned the light on. I still saw

sparkles, but through them, I was able to see white walls and the spare, utilitarian decor

of a hospital room. There were no tubes hooked up to my arms, but there was

something on my right forefinger—to get oxygen, maybe?—and a blood pressure cuff

was around my left bicep. Worst of all, there was no one waiting at my bedside.

 

What am I doing here? Then, after a beat: Where is Elaine? Shouldn’t she be here, even

if she doesn’t want to be with me, doesn’t want to marry me? Then I thought with rising

panic, Could she be hurt?

 

A familiar face poked her head into the room. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the

familiar face I’d been hoping for. “Elaine, are you awake?” Jolene called.

 

Elaine? I thought, and tried to say, No, I’m Allen! But the words wouldn’t come.

 

Feebly, I said, “I’m not sure I’m…” before my mind stuck on the words who you want and

couldn’t say them, so I substituted, “awake, actually” at the last moment. Why couldn’t I

even say my own name?

 

What’s wrong with me? I thought. What am I doing here? Why is Jolene here? Did I

really hear her call me by Elaine’s name?

 

And why did Jolene come alone? Where is my love?

 

 

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Author’s Favorite Holiday Food/Tradition:

It may sound strange, but we always ate mashed rutabagas at holidays. With a bit of sugar in the water to boil them with, and with a good amount of whipping cream or whole milk to add to them after being mashed, they are delicious.

 

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Author Biography:

Barb Caffrey is a writer, editor, and musician who holds two degrees in Music. She has a particular fondness for the clarinet, lived in Nebraska for the better part of three years, and appreciated the ability to combine both her loves with the writing of Changing Faces.

 

Her other books are An Elfy on the Loose and A Little Elfy in Big Trouble (otherwise known as the Elfy duology), while her short stories have appeared in a number of places (most recently in Realms of Darkover). She’s also the co-writer of the Joey Maverick series of stories (with late husband Michael B. Caffrey), so the next story you might see from her could be military science fiction—or better yet, military science fiction with romance.

 

She lives in Wisconsin.

 

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Title: The Bassist (West Coast Soulmates #1)

 

Author: Carla Krae

 

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

Book Blurb:

Dylan is the bassist for Jake Lindsey’s band, but not when he’s in his hometown. It’s Christmas Eve and a sudden, strong blizzard has left the mountain submerged in snow, wrecking his plan to drive back to Los Angeles in time to attend Jake and Beth’s party Christmas Day.

Jennifer’s family was coming to spend the holiday at her cabin, but the storm is keeping them off the mountain. Resigned to entertaining herself for the night, she’s startled by someone pounding on her front door–a handsome man needing shelter from the storm. Dylan is sweet, funny, and so damn hot she can’t resist learning what he has to offer.

Was this a single night of passion, or the beginning of lasting love?

 

Excerpt:

They lapsed into silence, watching the crackly movie.  She studied him out the corner of her eye.  He was built nice, if you liked the slim look.  Visible muscle definition through the snug shirt.  She hadn’t looked close enough to see what color his eyes were, yet.  His hands were large, dwarfing the mug in his grasp, with long fingers and short nails.

 

“Do you think it’ll snow all night?” he asked.

 

“Maybe. Even if it doesn’t, the plows won’t come out on the roads until daylight.”

 

“So, I’m stuck here. All night.”

 

She let out a slow breath.  “So it would seem.”

 

A young, attractive man in the house all night.  Woo, boy.  No awkwardness there…

 

He broke the silence first.  “Want you to know you’re safe. Not a murderer or rapist or anything. Love women, actually.”

 

She arched a brow.  “And they love you?”

 

He laughed.  “Not enough to stay.”  And dropped his eyes to his mug.  “What about you? You mentioned a name.”

 

“Lee. My husband.”

 

“Oh. Couldn’t make it home for Christmas?”

 

“Not since he rolled his car off the mountain and died.”  Oh god…why did I say that?  “I’m going to prepare the guest room.”  She fled to the spare room to prepare his bed.

 

Jennifer couldn’t believe she blurted it out like that.  God, what he must think of her…what he must think she thought of him for asking.  Stupid, stupid, stupid

 

“Hey.”  He stood in the doorway.

 

“Yes?”

 

“I’m sorry for the personal question. It was none of my business. I’d offer to go, but…”

 

“You don’t need to apologize. I don’t know why I said that.”  She sighed.  “My husband died ten months ago. He was drunk and driving too fast and he didn’t make it around the curve.”  She sat on the bed.  “My family was coming up to help me make a good memory here for the holiday after… It’s my first Christmas alone.”

 

He took a step forward.  “You’re not alone now.”

 

Not in the technical sense, anyway.  “True. Thanks. Would you like more cocoa?”

 

“Please.”  He backed up to let her out of the room.

 

Dylan had a hell of a smile.  His whole face lit up with it.  Lee never smiled with his teeth showing; at least, not for a long time before his death.

 

He followed her to the kitchen.  She filled the kettle with more water and turned on the stove, then got some cookies she’d made the day before out of the pantry.  He sat on the counter watching her, his bare feet swaying back and forth.

 

“So, Dylan, huh?”

 

“Yep. Dylan Smith.”

 

“Not common at all.”

 

He chuckled.  “Nope. Merely another one of the faceless legion.”

 

“So, why would you do a performance at Christmas?”

 

“A favor. I don’t normally do this, but my friends had plans tonight, so I figured what the hell…and slid into a snow bank for my trouble.”

 

She giggled, handed him one of the mugs, and held up hers for a toast.  “To better luck next year.”

 

He clinked his mug with hers.  “I’ll drink to that.”

 

They shared a smile. She couldn’t help doing it when he did, like an automatic reaction of her cheek muscles.

 

“So, what kind of music do you play?”

 

He hopped down, careful not to slosh, and walked to his guitar case.  “Some of everything, really.”  He set the mug down and opened the case.  “Let’s see how you fared, old friend.”

 

He plucked his thumb on the strings, checking their tune, then started playing a combination of embellished scales.  At least to Jennifer’s knowledge, he was really good.  He pushed his sleeves up a bit, revealing toned forearms with corded muscles that twitched and flexed when he played.  Then he started humming something she didn’t know and switched melodies.  Soft words escaped his lips, like he couldn’t help singing it instead of merely humming along.  A smooth pretty baritone that made her tummy flutter.

 

She stared as he lost himself in the music, his eyes closed and head bobbing in time.  It had turned into an intimate moment.  She was sure he’d forgotten he had an audience and…wow, was it hot in here?

 

 

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Author’s Favorite Holiday Food/Tradition:

I love eating on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I wear stretchy pants every year! But everything about Christmas is awesome: the music, decorating the tree, the lights on all the houses, etc.

 

Author Biography:

Romance writer. Weaver. Crocheter. Gardener. Crafter. Retired singer. Sci-fi lover. Debuting in 2011, Carla Krae lives in California with two crazy cats and a tech guy. To stay up-to-date with news, sign up for the newsletter: http://eepurl.com/FHncP

 

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