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Day 2:

The Heart of The Hunter by Natalie-Nicole Bates

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After a devastating accident, Barret Atkins has accepted a quiet, solitary existence. His life is turned upside down, when he finds the badly injured Kansas Smith, left for dead in a case of mistaken identity. As Kansas begins to recover, Barret must face some deep scars of his own. When the couple begin to fall for each other, their lives spin into a revival of past hurts, jealousies, and betrayals, causing Barret to put a halt to their budding relationship.

Barret’s hesitation causes his best friend-turned vicious rival, Duncan Craig, to pursue a friendship with Kansas. Where will this leave Barret? Can they all hold on long enough to escape Kansas’s attacker, and will they ever conquer their own inner demons intent on keeping them apart.

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Barret climbed onto the bed, and slid his arms around her, pulling her against his bare chest. “Don’t be afraid.” He kissed her hair. It smelled of lilacs and jasmine. He closed his eyes, he held her tight. “It’s okay, Kansas,” he murmured. “You’re safe, perfectly safe.”

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Natalie-Nicole Bates is a book reviewer and author.
Her passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian photography, Frozen Charlotte dolls, and antique poison bottles.
She currently resides in the UK where she is working on her next book and adding to her collection of 19th century post-mortem photos.

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The Sweetheart Kiss by Cheryl Ann Smith

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Title: The Sweetheart Kiss
Author: Cheryl Ann Smith
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Pub Date: May 9, 2017

9781601837394_400x600Jess Lucas works hard at the all-female PI firm Brash & Brazen, and after a brush with death, she’s determined to play hard too—preferably with a certain detective on the Ann Arbor police force…

Jess was stuck at a frenemy’s wedding, playing bridesmaid in a mustard-yellow monstrosity, when chaos erupted. First the bride’s ex tried to stop the wedding. Then someone really put a damper on the big day by sending a bullet through a stained glass window and into one of the groomsmen. At least her ugly dress came in handy to stop the bleeding . . .

While the poor guy is rushed to the ER, Jess gets grilled by a gorgeous cop who’s not thrilled to learn she’s part PI and part pit bull. But he has to admit she’s highly observant . . . and he observes that she’s pretty hot, too.

The thing is, Jess was walking up the same aisle as the victim, and Sam suspects she was the real target. It’s more than professional duty that makes him want to protect her—if he doesn’t arrest her first for interfering in his investigation . . .

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      There was one thing guaranteed to get Jess Lucas through a wedding that she didn’t want to be in, with a bride she intensely disliked, and a headache that had spiked through her skull the moment she slipped the hideous bridesmaid dress over her head: Alcohol.
      The crystal clear liquid called to her with a sweet siren song from within the bottom of her oversized tote bag. There had been speculation among her friends that Amelia Earhart— and aircraft—could be found in the tote along with Bigfoot and extinct dodo birds, if the right team of explorers took on the search. Laying that rumor to rest would have to wait until she finished soaking her throbbing brain with fermented potatoes and ethanol.
      Jess was certain a quick dash into the changing room wouldn’t be noticed as the groom hadn’t yet taken his position at the altar. Maybe the clueless sap had wised up and was now making a run for the Ohio border.
      No luck. She caught a glimpse of him talking to the minister and smiling. She didn’t know him well, but felt sorry for the guy. He was so dumbstruck by love that he couldn’t see past the big teeth and enhanced breasts to the character within his future wife.
      But that wasn’t Jess’s problem. The ceremony was not to start for three minutes and she was quick, despite a slight buzz from previous liquor shots. Without any impediments to block her path, she could get to the bride’s room, down the 1.5 ounces of vodka left from a raid on the minibar during a trip to Vegas last summer, and be back in line before anyone noticed her missing. She just had to shake off groomsman number three.
      She’d brought a variety six pack of those little booze bottles, knowing that in order to survive the wedding of Mandy Mae Smith—soon to be Jones—she’d need liquid courage.
      Not much of a drinker, she’d managed to chug three bottles already, but her duties had kept her from the fourth.
      The white crinoline along the bodice of the wide fifties-prom-dress inspired bridesmaid dress was already rubbing off the top layer of skin on her left arm pit. By the time the evening came to a thank-God-it’s-over close, she intended to be ripping drunk and naked with a groomsman in a vestibule closet somewhere. After all, wasn’t a single woman entitled to be cliché at least once in her life?
      “Ready?”
      “Er, what?” Jess looked way up at tall groomsman number three,
      Dodger Drake. Yes, that was his name. His fake tanned orange face grinned down from a foot above her, his teeth so white that she became convinced he ate, slept, and probably had sex while wearing teeth whitening trays.
      “It’s time to line up,” Dodger said and his gaze dipped unapologetically to her modest cleavage pushed up under her chin by the bone-corset bodice of the dress.
      Gawd, she hoped that Dodger was a nickname and not some sick joke his parents had heaped on their innocent baby to toughen him up on the playground.
      By the way he was measuring her cup size, he was clearly angling to be her next sexual misadventure. Heck, her first sexual misadventure. She was too smart to jump into anything without weighing the pros and cons beforehand.
      For the last several very long weeks, she’d been weighted down by gloom over a very serious health scare. After getting good news, she’d taken a look at her life and wasn’t happy with what she saw reflected back at her.
      Outside of work, she’d been kind of going along without much purpose. Her social life was boring and she hadn’t had an adventure since she and her friends had been kicked off a bus and almost eaten by buzzards.
      She was healthy now. It was time to start living.
      Perhaps she should do something reckless.
      She’d have to make a plan.

 

 

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Smith, Cheryl AnnCheryl Ann Smith became hooked on romance at age fourteen when she stayed up all night to read The Flame and The Flower by Kathleen Woodiwiss. Her own writing journey happened much later, when one afternoon she ran out of books and decided to write her own. Previously, she has published five sexy Regency novels and one novella with Berkley in her School for Brides series.

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Wilde Horses by Jannine Gallant

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Title: Wilde Horses
Author: Jannine Gallant
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Pub Date: May 23, 2017

9781601837721_400x600The Wilde brothers may be attracted to all things fast and furious. But their spirited sister can’t be tamed when it comes to matters of the heart . . .

The beautiful vistas and peace and quiet on her family’s Wyoming ranch are a balm for Eden Wilde’s soul—and inspire a gentle touch when it comes to breaking the wild horses she loves. Though there’s no hope on the breathtaking horizon for her love life. Until her sanctuary is invaded by a movie studio shooting their latest blockbuster starring Hollywood’s man of the moment.

After a personal tragedy plays out in his real life, movie star Blake Benedict finds himself falling for the wide-open spaces and easy going pace of Wyoming—and for Eden. Around her, he feels safe shedding his public persona and letting down his guard. But then accidents begin to happen on set, mishaps that could end Blake’s career—or his life. And Eden will be forced out of her comfort zone to save the Hollywood hero from an enemy he never saw coming . . .

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“You’re kidding, right?” Eden Wilde dropped her fork on her plate and glanced around the dinner table. Had her parents lost their collective minds? “I’m afraid not.”

Her father’s determined blue gaze, a mirror image of her own, met hers. “We signed the agreement this afternoon.”


Her mother reached over to pat her arm. “Think of it as an adventure.”


More like a nightmare.


“Grandpa, I can’t believe you agreed to this insanity?”


Jasper Wilde shrugged then dug into the pile of mashed potatoes on his plate. When he glanced up, his gray eyes twinkled beneath a thatch of snow-white hair. “Your dad says the ranch needs the income, and I think filming a movie here will be quite an experience. Maybe we’ll all get to be extras. Wouldn’t that be a kick?”


“Fun? Really?” Eden snorted. “From what you’ve told me, this isn’t some little documentary. It’s a major motion picture. Our lives will be in complete chaos for… How long?”


Her father laid down his steak knife as a frown knit his forehead. “The producer told me they hope to finish in four weeks. A huge chunk of the action is set outdoors, and the majority of those scenes will be shot on the ranch.”


She gripped the edge of the table. “A month?” The reality was worse than she’d imagined. “And you waited until now to tell me because…”


Her mom let out a worried sigh. “Nothing was finalized until today since the production company was considering several different ranches here in Wyoming, as well as a couple in Montana. There was no point in upsetting you if the deal for our property fell through.”


“So, you knew I wouldn’t be on board with the plan, but you still went ahead with such a major decision without discussing it with me?” Eden’s voice rose. “What am I, a child to be placated? I can’t believe this.”


“Honey, we aren’t ganging up on you. We’re just doing what needs to be done.” Her grandpa cleared his throat. “Boyd, what did that producer say he’d pay us?”


“Fifty grand.” Her dad took a swallow of his iced tea. “After two years of severe drought, we’ve dug into our reserves for cattle feed. The barn needs a coat of paint and there are a lot of costs associated with throwing a double wedding for your brothers. That check is going to help me sleep nights.”


Eden opened her mouth then closed it. She didn’t have a reasonable counterargument that didn’t make her sound petty and selfish. She let out a slow breath. “I didn’t know the ranch was having cash flow problems.


I’m sure Griff and Sawyer would be happy to chip in for wedding expenses if they knew.”


“Your brothers already have.” Her mother tucked a strand of short brown hair behind one ear. “But we’d like to lay down new gravel on the driveway and put in an irrigation system for the back lawn where the ceremony will take place so the grass will be nice and green.” She waved a hand. “Generally spruce the place up so the ranch looks its best in June.”


“Dahlia’s right.” Her grandpa forked up another bite of potatoes. “We want to impress the future in-laws.”


“Not to mention the barn is so faded it’s closer to pink than red.” Her dad winced. “We’ll have to paint it before they start shooting the movie. Our vintage barn is one of the main reasons the producers went with our spread.”


Eden let out a sigh as resignation set in. “Why’s that?”


Her grandpa reached for a roll from the basket in the center of the table. “Settlers painted their barns red, and this movie is an old-fashioned Western.” His smile stretched. “You know, the type John Wayne used to star in with cowboys and Indians.”


“Native Americans, Grandpa, not Indians.” When her parents exchanged a long moment of wordless communication, tension banded across Eden’s chest and squeezed. “Oh, now I get it. They want my wild horses.”


“They intend to use them in background shots.” Her father leaned forward to plant his elbows on the table. “I made sure the contract stipulates you have final say over anything to do with your horses.”

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Gallant, Jannine - Credit Danielle Hankinson Photography_400x600Write what you know. Jannine Gallant has taken this advice to heart, creating characters from small towns and plots that unfold in the great outdoors. She grew up in a tiny Northern California town and currently lives in beautiful Lake Tahoe with her husband and two daughters. When she isn’t busy writing or being a full time mom, Jannine hikes or snowshoes in the woods around her home. Whether she’s writing contemporary, historical or romantic suspense, Jannine brings the beauty of nature to her stories.


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Destroying Those Old Stereotypes!

There are certain stereotypes prevalent in romance. The Alpha hero and the heroine who needs to be saved is one of them. I like my heroes to be strong…don’t get me wrong. But I also want them to be sensitive and considerate and not total jerks. I recently saw a meme that spoke to me: Date eye candy but marry soul food. A man with substance should always win out over one who has only good looks going for him. What’s even better is a man who has both!

Which brings me to heroines. Nothing is worse than a heroine who is TSTL! You know the type, the feeble-minded young woman who goes into the creepy old house on the storm swept night…on Halloween! Honestly, she deserves what she gets, which is probably a serial killer who intends to hack her into little pieces if the hero doesn’t save her first. I want my heroines to have brains to go with their beauty. Why can’t the heroine be the one who saves the hero for a change?

All these thought were rolling around in my mind when I came up with the plot for WILDE HORSES, the final book in my BORN TO BE WILDE series. Eden is the youngest Wilde sibling, and like her brothers in the earlier books, she’s strong and confident and knows what she wants out of life. What she wants certainly isn’t a production company filming a movie on her family’s ranch. Blake Benedict is Hollywood’s premiere leading man whose name alone sells out movie theaters around the world. He has the looks and the charm, but there’s a whole lot more to Blake than eye candy. He has a personal tragedy in his life and a longing for something…and someone…who is real and true and unexpected. In short, he wants Eden. But someone may just kill him before he can convince her he’s also what she needs…unless Eden can save him first!

If you like books that are anything but stereotypical, give WILDE HORSES a try. I promise there are even more surprises you’ll never see coming…

 

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Bound By Steel by Connie Lafortune

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Title: Bound By Steel
Author: Connie Lafortune
Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

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I was driving home to spend the holidays with my family.
But I lost control of my vehicle on an icy mountain road.
I slammed into a tree on the edge of Lake Lucerne.
I barely remember writing my name on the frosted windowpane.
The darkness had swallowed me whole.
I spiraled toward oblivion.
When I awoke from the gloom
I found myself in an old log cabin
With the devil’s eyes piercing fiercely into mine.

Ryker Steel
Up until four days ago, my life was tedious and tiresome.
Until, I rescued a dainty girl with golden hair and hazel eyes.
She looks just like the one I’m trying to forget.
Now my life has turned upside down and inside out.
You see, I inadvertently revealed my true identity.
Now, she can never leave.
We will live in hell, until we take our last breaths, together.
Lyra was the one who insisted on playing the game.
But I have a gut feeling, I will be the one to lose…

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ConnieConnie is a true believer in love conquering all… This being the reason why she loves writing romance novels. She wants to create a story based on strong, believable characters. One’s that will make you laugh, cry and feel every emotion under the sun. Connie wants to leave you breathless and begging for more…

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Q&A with Connie Lafortune:
What is something unique/quirky about you?

Well, I have a crazy sense of humor and I’m quick witted. I’ll have a snarky comeback before you get the last words out of your mouth. Nothing hurtful or spiteful, that’s not how I roll. I love to sing and dance *even at work* which gets me in hot water from time to time but that’s just who I am. I always see the glass as half full and look at the world with rose colored glasses. I just try to live life to the best of my ability, enjoying every little moment because you can’t hit delete and begin again.

 
Tell us something really interesting that’s happened to you!

Well, many years ago I was at the grocery store when a young girl started chocking. I still get chills when I recall her mother screaming for help. Everyone turned around to gawk but no one went to her rescue. Now mind you, I’ve never had any formal training just what I was taught in school. So, I raced over there, made a fist and began giving her abdominal thrusts, better known as the Heimlich. Within seconds, a chunk of lollipop that was wedged inside of her throat popped out. The mother couldn’t thank me enough and I had my five minutes of fame.

 
What are some of your pet peeves?

My number one pet peeve is do not make promises you can’t keep. Here are a few others in no particular order: lying, eye-rolling, invading my personal space.

 
What are your top 10 favorite books/authors?

Wow, this question is very difficult for me because I’ve read so many good books in my lifetime. So, I guess I’ll have to pick the ones I’d read over and over again. The ones that gave me all the feels… Here they are in no particular order. 1) Hopeless by Colleen Hoover 2) Destroyed by Pepper Winters 3) Don’t Hold Back by Missy Johnson 4) Eighteen by J. A. Huss 5) Amour, Amour by Krista and Becca Ritchie 6) Find You in the Dark Series by A. Meredith Walters 7) The Fixed Trilogy by Laurelin Paige 8) Unraveling You Series by Jessica Sorensen 9) Inside Out Series by Lisa Renee Jones 10) Gypsy Brothers Series by Lili St. Germain.

 
What inspired you to write this book?

Bound by Steel actually started with a dream I had one night. Normally, I don’t remember them once I’ve woken up but this one was vivid and lifelike. So I quickly jotted everything down, made an outline and allowed my characters to create their own story.

 
What can we expect from you in the future?

Well, I’m diligently working on my fourth book which should be completed by September of this year. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a late September early October release. It will be another romantic suspense with tons of heat from Zane and Lilianna, who are the two main characters in this one. Stay tuned for teasers and snippets which I will post on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.

 
Do you have any “side stories” about the characters?

I do and I’m diligently working on my Newsletter so I can give them away as freebies to all of my subscribers. As of right now, you can subscribe on my website but it will only let you know of my latest post. I’m hoping to have the Newsletter up and running by the end of the month so check back for freebies, giveaways and my latest news.

 
Where were you born/grew up at?

I was born and raised in a small town in Northeastern Connecticut. Where I went to school, got married and raised my family.

 
If you knew you’d die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day?

At the beach surrounded by my family and friends. Celebrating life and soaking up every precious minute with the ones I love.

 
Who is your hero and why?

To anyone who follows their dreams. It doesn’t matter whether they’re successful or not as long as they never give up. That’s what real hero’s are made of.

 
What book do you think everyone should read?

Without a second thought, it would be Black Beauty. I chose this book because there are important lessons to be learned hidden inside of these pages. Not only about the health and well being of our animals but how we should treat one another. With kindness, sympathy and respect. This is a must read for young and old alike.

 
What kind of world ruler would you be?

Truthfully, I’d be terrible! I have too many voices inside of my head, telling me what to do and say at any given moment. How could I rule the world when I have so many characters wanting to escape? I think it’s best for everyone, if I just continue writing..

 

 

A Serenade to Die For by Janet Fogg and David Jackson

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Genre: Romantic Suspense
Date Published: April 2017

A Serenade to Die ForOn the verge of her long-sought career breakthrough, singer Isbel Vargas has just completed the performance of a lifetime when a kidnapper demands a ransom for her father. Thanks to his car theft and antiquities operation, her father will be arrested if she involves the Acapulco police. Who can she turn to?

Isbel’s ex-boyfriend, Cane Mullins, is once again south of the border, purportedly tracking down his beloved Camaro, a vintage street rod stolen years before by her father. Cane gets more than he bargains for, though, when he again crosses paths with the exquisite singer. Chased at high speed through the Sierra Madres, the former lovers search for Isbel’s father and a priceless sword he has hidden away, the sole surviving Aztec maquahuitl, while sparks fly and passion reignites. But can Isbel trust Cane again…with her heart?

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Acapulco, Mexico, 2008
“Isbel.” Clap. Clap. Clap.“ISBEL!” Clap. Clap. Clap.

“ISBEL!” CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.

Isbel laughed and danced to center stage in rhythm with the clapping. Three spotlights warmed her skin as her white sequined dress glistened and twinkled in reply. Spinning slowly, she loosened the clips holding her long black hair and let it tumble onto her shoulders.

“I’m Isbel Vargas,” she murmured into the mike. The theater erupted. “I hope you loved your evening in Paradise. I know I did.”

An understatement. Finally. She was home.

Wolf whistles faded and shouts of encouragement fell silent as she began to sing again, a final serenade for the perfect audience.

Her voice soared.

At the end of the song, she succumbed to the joy claiming her soul. This was what she was meant to do. The music swelled into a crescendo as Isbel let tears stream down her face. Lighter flames and cell phone screens glowed in the surrounding galaxy of fans. Isbel blew kisses and waved and then stepped back to catch hands with Hudson and Octavio as they lined up to bow together.

Backstage, goose bumps prickled her arms as Isbel palmed the tears from her cheeks. Her mountain of a drummer, Octavio, laughed and lifted her off her feet to spin her around. She looked over his shoulder and stiffened as he lowered her. Her feet touched down.

Cane.

He shouldn’t be here. He couldn’t be. She’d banished him forever. Yet there he stood, an unwelcome specter from her past.

Hurricane. It really was him.

He said quietly, “You were sensational, Isabella. Better than I remembered.” His voice hadn’t changed. Smooth as a frosty beer on a salt-flats day, but quiet and low, taking its own sweet time to roll out each syllable.

Apparently Cane’s taste in clothing hadn’t changed either. A vivid yellow and green Hawaiian shirt topped new khakis and work boots. He looked strong and tan and unfairly handsome. Flashing the same stunning white smile as he pushed his red baseball cap to the back of his head, he freed more of his wavy dark hair. His eyes gleamed with mischief as he suddenly grabbed the brim of the cap and swept it low in a courtly bow.

“Guess I should call you Isbel now, shouldn’t I? Like everyone else does. Well, whoever you are, you could stop the Super Bowl in that dress.”

Isbel remembered to breathe.

“Hurricane Mullins,” she said softly, holding tight to her desire to march over and slap him. “The only thing you can call me is good-bye.”

Was it Hurricane who’d tailed her through traffic earlier in the day? Whoever it was rode a bright red crotch rocket. Funny how it matched Cane’s bright red cap. Definitely his style. Or more appropriately, lack of style. On top of that, only the band and hotel staff could get backstage. By facing her here, Hurricane thumbed his nose at all of them, at their pathetic security measures and semblance of control.

The hint of a smile on his face, he looked at the floor in front of her toes. Clearly, there wasn’t a contrite bone in his body as his gaze then swept up to relish every curve of her body. Amber flames ignited deep in his eyes. “Glad to see you haven’t lost that spitfire,” he said.

“Glad to see you’re enjoying the view,” she retorted. “Now get out of here. Or I’ll call security.”

Hurricane shrugged. “Okay by me. They have a couple of problem areas, and I can set them straight.”

“You arrogant…”

“Look, Isabella. Isbel. I don’t want to fight. I came back down for the same reason I did the first time, when I took the job with your father.”

“What, did you actually find your precious car?”

Flipping his cap around in his hands, he shrugged and said, “Not yet. But there’s a new lead on the Camaro. If I get it back and your father did have something to do with it going missing, he might take the fall. Figured I could at least warn you.”

Isbel narrowed her eyes. “How big of you. Or are you just trying to find out where he is?”

Octavio leaned close to rest one hand on Isbel’s shoulder. “You okay, Isbel? Want me to get rid of this guy?”

Isbel hesitated. That would be the easy way out. At six foot four, Octavio stood a couple of inches taller than Cane and outweighed him by at least forty pounds. Cane looked tougher, though. Hardened. Like seasoned driftwood. She wondered if Octavio really could get rid of him if Cane fought back. But this was her battle, and she could handle Hurricane Mullins.

Isbel shook her head. “I’m fine, Tavio. Thanks. I’ll just be another minute.” He squeezed her shoulder gently but didn’t move. “Seriously. Go back over with the band. I’ll be right there.”

Octavio nodded slowly. He pointed at Cane. “I’m watching,” he said as he backed away.

Cane sighed and slipped his cap back onto his head. “I shouldn’t have even tried. You had nothing to do with it then, and you don’t now.”

“Nothing to do with it? You’re talking about my father!”

“Isabella, will you for God’s sake listen to me?!” He straightened to tower over her. “Just this once? Please? This time I want to talk about my family!”

Isbel clenched her jaw, trying to think of a jagged comeback. Drew a blank.

Hurricane hurried on. “I bought the Camaro with my brother. We decided to share the car but would hand it down to my kids or his—whoever had ’em first. We sweated blood rebuilding the damn thing. Had a blast, though. Always did, until those last few months.” Cane fell silent, gazed beyond Isbel at nothing. Then he said quietly, “Sky died in ’96, just after we finished restoring the car.” He cleared his throat, looked back at her. “I respected your decision, and I’ve stayed away, as you asked.”

“Cane. Your brother… You never…”

“Doesn’t matter. Not now.” He waved his hands between them, breaking their bond. “But even if it had been a clunker used for delivering pizzas, Mickey jacked it.”

“He said he didn’t steal it.”

“He pushed it through his chop shop.”

“You never proved that.”

“What if I would have?”

Isbel swallowed hard. At the sweet age of twenty it had been easy for her to blame Hurricane. Now, she knew better.

Her father wasn’t exactly honest, but the label “criminal” didn’t exactly fit him, either. But one thing she did know: she was absolutely furious that this all resurfaced today. Today, of all days, when she should be celebrating, Cane had to return.

“Seems like old times, doesn’t it?” Isbel said. “But you know, Hurricane, just like your nickname, every time you show up there’s a huge mess.”

“It’s not my nickname.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot. Well, stay out of my life. You don’t know anything about my father. Or me.”

“Isabella, I like your father. Always did.”

“Sure have a funny way of showing it.”

“I just want my car back.” Cramming his thumbs into his pants pockets, Cane inhaled raggedly. “And…it was…amazing to hear you sing again. There was a time when I thought I’d get to listen to you for the rest of my life.”

She turned her back on him, strode over to the refreshment table, and groped for a bottle of water. Twisting off the cap helped hide the tremor in her hands. She took a deep drink, nodded in reassurance at Octavio, who watched from the far end of the table, and then walked straight back to Cane. “Stay out of my life,” she said.

“I’d hoped that after all this time you would have cooled off and, when I finally explained why the Camaro is so important, that you could…well, that you would forgive me.”

She searched his eyes. Not a hint of insincerity. She understood better now. But forgiveness? It was too late. She couldn’t betray her badly-behaved father any more than Cane could betray the memory of his brother.

“Isab…”

“Go.”

He nodded. Pulled a card from his pocket. “If you ever need me…”

“Good-bye, Hurricane.”

 
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A Serenade to Die For Author - Janet FoggJanet Fogg’s focus on writing began when she was CFO and Managing Principal of one of Colorado’s largest architectural firms. Fifteen writing awards later she resigned from the firm to follow the yellow brick road, and ten months after that signed a contract with The Wild Rose Press for her historical romance, Soliloquy, a HOLT Medallion Award of Merit winner.

Janet once participated in a successful rattlesnake hunt, has climbed two dozen of Colorado’s Fourteeners, was alternate on a winning trapshooting team, and recently received her motorcycle endorsement.

With husband Richard, Janet co-wrote Fogg in the Cockpit, one of five books nominated in 2012 by the Air Force Historical Foundation for best World War II book reviewed in Air Power History.

In 2016, Janet Fogg and Dave Jackson celebrated the release of their first book in a new adventure series for the young—and young at heart! In Misfortune Annie and the Locomotive Reaper, you’ll ride with Annabelle Fortune, an 1880s cowgirl tougher than Calamity Jane! Book Two, Misfortune Annie and the Voodoo Curse, will be released in late 2017.

In their newest collaboration, A Serenade to Die For, you’ll be introduced to a sultry singer, her hunky ex-boyfriend, his stolen hot rod, and the sole-surviving Aztec sword. (It ain’t over till the phat lady sings!)

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A Serenade to Die For Author - David JacksonNot your typical author, Dave Jackson started writing in his constant pursuit to become a renaissance man. Then he fell in love with the art form. Comedy remains one of his many passions and he writes and performs skits as well as stand-up. Also a songwriter and guitarist, Dave has composed over 300 musical titles. Settled now in Colorado, Dave is passionate about living life to the fullest with those he loves, especially his young son.

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Camouflage by Kathleen Maree

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Title: Camouflage
Author: Kathleen Maree
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Camo LargeOn the surface, Giselle Duzido could be called many things.

Sassy, determined and breathtakingly beautiful.

But one thing that would never come to tongue, is broken and fragile; because she’s learned to keep that part of herself locked up tight. The veneer she chooses you to see – has it all. Her designer brand is on the rise from her original base in Sydney, to two more stores in Los Angeles and New York; a part of a world she has always fit into seamlessly.

Career-wise? She’s flourishing. Social status? Almost famous!

But scratch just beneath her surface and there it is, eating away at her insides. But at some point, doesn’t Sel deserve to have the happily ever after?

She may look just like another twenty-something woman, searching for that earth-shattering love…

But it’s all just a camouflage.

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The Author:

KathleenFrom the earliest age I was a born storyteller. Ask my parents and they will tell you I had a gift for making a simple event seem like an elaborate one. Purposely? No. Innocently? Yes. It was my imaginary world that initially led me to believe I wanted to be an actor. All of that role playing and living in fantasy… it was an obvious direction for me. However, becoming quite uncomfortable with the limelight quickly saw that dream diminish.

Over the years I turned my world of fantasy into stories, and eventually began writing them down. Before I knew it, ‘Cut’ had been completed.

When I am not busy writing my next story, I am a working mum, housewife and sometimes hockey wag 🙂 In other words, probably some kind of circus act who specialises in juggling 😉

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Where There’s Faith by L.A. Remenicky

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Title: Where There’s Faith
Series: Fairfield Corners Book 3
Author: L.A. Remenicky
Genre: Romantic suspense

 

Where There's Faith EBook_394x600A past she can’t remember. A love he can’t forget.
After hitting rock bottom, Robert Newlin embraced sobriety and tried to live his life quietly and alone at his family’s lake cottage. Blaming himself for the accident that claimed his wife and unborn baby, he spent most of his time alone and grieving until Faith moved into the cottage next door.

Faith McMillan had no memory of her life before that day three years ago. The physical scars had faded but the emotional ones were still fresh and raw. Living rent-free seemed like a great way to finish her second book and would give her the time to figure out her next move. But then she met the reclusive guy next door.

Robbie and Faith – can two broken people who vowed to live their lives alone find happiness together?

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They can each be read as standalones!

Saving Cassie

Book 1

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After ten years in the big city, Cassie Holt is moving back to her hometown to take over the bookstore left to her by her beloved Gram, vowing to live her life alone. To her best friend, Sheriff James Marsten, Cassie seems to be the same girl that left Fairfield Corners to go to college but Cassie has secrets and one of those secrets could get her killed. When one of her secrets becomes a threat to her life, James turns to his new deputy to help him keep Cassie safe.

Deputy Logan Miller has been burned by love and is not looking to get involved with anyone anytime soon. When he is thrown into close quarters with Cassie, the sparks begin to fly and he begins to see through the walls Cassie has built around her heart. As the threat gets closer, can Logan protect Cassie and protect his heart? (MA, 18+ for sexual situations)

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Ragan’s Song

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ragans song_399x600It only took one look into his eyes for her to know she was in trouble.

Adam Bricklin has heard the melody in his head for years, the melody that told him if a decision was right or wrong. When he met Ragan Newlin the song told him she was the one. He was devastated when circumstances tore them apart. It has taken three years for Adam to finally move past the heartbreak he suffered when Ragan left town in the middle of the night. No note, no email, no text. She was just gone. Now he has a new girlfriend, a new album in the works, and his daughter is doing well in school. Until the day Ragan returned to Fairfield Corners.

Ragan came home to celebrate her parents’ anniversary, hoping they would forgive her for not telling them about her marriage or her son. When she discovered that Adam was still living in Fairfield Corners she hoped her secrets were safe; secrets that drove her away three years ago, secrets that could change their lives forever.

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The Author

la-remenicky_origL.A. Remenicky ~ Love Stories With A Twist

L.A. Remenicky is a wife and mother of two fur kids. A payroll professional by day, she writes out the stories in her head by night.

An avid reader all her life, she finally put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) during NaNoWriMo in 2012 and has never looked back. When she’s not typing away on her latest story with music playing in the background, she can usually be found spending time with her family and friends.

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