Sheltered By The Lawman – Lawmen of Wyoming Book 5 by Rhonda Lee Carver


Sheltered By The Lawman
Lawmen of Wyoming Book 5
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USA Today Bestselling Author
Rhonda Lee Carver

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Struck over the head, Monica Warren wakes up in the hospital with no recollection of who she is or what happened. The sexy man who has stayed by her side is the only person in the world she knows and she can’t help but cling to him.

Cullen Cade thinks he’s landed the easiest mission he could hope for. Find the missing woman and bring her in. Simple. Then all hell breaks loose when he saves her from a burning building, almost takes a bullet, then learns that she has no memory—not even of who she is or that she is wanted for questioning in the death of her lover. Up until this point in life, Cull has made every decision with his head, but something about the woman, and her situation, tugs at his compassion.

Against better judgement, he offers her shelter, but soon secrets start to unravel as an attraction unlike anything he’s ever felt begins to grow. He struggles to keep his heart protected and stay professional because she is a criminal…isn’t she? What choices will he make that could harm his career? Or break his heart.

An act of mistaken identity, murder, and danger closing in will leave Monica fighting for her memories and her life.

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Cullen ‘Cull’ Cade thinks this assignment from his friend Deke would be simple. Find the possible witness and turn her over to Deke for questioning. It wasn’t too difficult to find the woman’s apartment and stake it out. What he didn’t expect was for it to go up in flames, right after he sees her go in.

Monica’s purse had gone flying when Sally bumped into her spilling coffee all over. In her haste to gather her belongings and be on her way she leaves her wallet. Sally decides to return it and since the woman isn’t home, and the key is in the wallet, she enters the apartment. She had just put it on the counter when she is grabbed from behind.

When she wakes in the hospital she remembers nothing except a vague recollection of the name Monica.

This is a favorite scene.

“Like a bounty hunter?” Could she be this lucky? A lawman had saved her from a burning building? “Were you in the area when the fire started?”

He sat down on the chair. “I was in the building when I smelled the smoke.” He hesitated as if he didn’t want to finish.

“Go ahead, Cull. Please tell me everything. I need to know,” she urged.

“If I had to guess, and that’s what I’m doing, I’d say the intruder climbed the fire escape and was waiting for you when you entered your apartment. I’m not sure if the gasoline was poured over everything before you entered or after. When I got in there the fire was already too hot to put out.”

“I don’t know… not sure why… but I think I remember the strong smell of gasoline.”

He nodded. “That’s good. Then that would mean the intruder poured it before.”

Seeing the concern in his eyes, she felt the dam slip some. Swallowing, she held back, knowing once the tears started they wouldn’t be stopped. Yet how could she expect to feel no emotion? What he was telling her was that someone tried to kill her and if he hadn’t been in the building, more than likely she would be dead now. And without her memory, she had no clue why this happened. To top it off, she was being discharged and had nowhere to go. With superhuman effort, she lifted her chin and choked down her tears. “Why would someone want to kill me?”

“Good question. One I’m trying to figure out.”

“And I’m no help, am I?”

“It’s not your fault.”

She blinked. “Maybe it is. What if I’m a bad person and can’t remember? I could have done something very horrible and made someone mad enough to want me dead. What would be worse than memory loss is finding out I was a horrible person.” Several expressions flickered over his face before he looked at her with complete pity. “After all, I don’t have any family or friends.”

“You remember that?”

Shaking her head, she sighed. “If I had someone who cared, wouldn’t they be here now? If someone you love or care for is missing, wouldn’t you inquire about them?”

“It’s possible your people don’t know about the fire yet.”

“Thank you for the positivity, but it’s true. I have no one.” Seeing his expression, her chest tightened. “You feel sorry for me, don’t you?” She stood. “I don’t blame you. I’m a mess. This is a crazy situation.”

“You’re not a mess.” She snapped up a brow and he grinned. “Okay, yeah, you’re a mess, but it isn’t the end of the world. You’re alive and your memory will come back. And if it doesn’t, think of it as a new beginning.”

His words didn’t help. Instead, they broke the last thread to her composure. “I feel like I’m lost in the dark.” She sniffed loudly. He stood.

“You’re really upset.”

Swiping away the moisture from her cheek, she shrugged. “I’m on a roller coaster and I want off.”

Big, comforting arms caught her and pulled her against a broad, iron-hard chest. After her moment of shock passed, she inhaled sharply, smelling his appealing scent of spice and leather. So, not only did he look good, but he smelled better.

“If you thought I was a mess before, you’re really going to think I’m a basket case now. The poor woman who can’t remember her name has no place to go, has a murderer on her tail, and she can’t stop crying.”

“I’ve seen a lot and there’s not much that catches me off guard.” He flexed his arms around her and she had no strength to step away. How could she want to? This felt nice, like finding a perfect pair of jeans.

What was wrong with her? Sure, she’d been through something traumatic, but there was something else going on that was way more upsetting than a killer on the loose. Here, in the semi-stranger’s arms, she felt such an amazing, overwhelming comfort that couldn’t be explained. Suddenly, she was a raw nerve and he was the salve. This couldn’t happen. Not now— not when she had no clue who she was, or even what she was feeling. With a sudden burst of strength, she took a step back, looking up at him with a jutted jaw. “I’ll find a place to stay. I’m sure I can find a room at a hotel. I have a feeling I’m good at making things work.”

“With five dollars to your name?”

“Oh, that.” She sighed. “Wait… how did you know that?” She crossed her arms over her chest.

Without any hesitation, he said, “I looked through your bag for some identification. You have no credit or bank cards.”

She tried to laugh but it fizzled. “It shouldn’t be too hard to find out who I am. Something more than just Monica. There must be an apartment manager at my building—”

“Monica Warren.”

She blinked. “That’s my last name? You spoke with the manager?”

He nodded. “You’ve lived at the address for a couple of years.”

Monica absorbed the information. “Did the manager say anything about family? Friends?”

“No,” he said abruptly.

“I’m sorry. Maybe I’m asking too many questions—”

“It’s okay. I understand.” “No ID. No credit or debit card. And clothes that barely fit. Who exactly was I?” She gulped back a sob. “Why did I have a bag packed? Was I leaving? Or returning from vacation?”

His features were masked, but his warm expression burrowed under her skin and zapped her blood. “I can help you out,” he said in a husky voice.

She gave her head a quick shake. “I can’t take your money.” Monica wasn’t even sure she could pay him back.

One corner of his mouth played with a smile. “I’m not offering money. I’m offering you a place to stay.”
Carver, Rhonda Lee. ShelteredbytheLawmanFinal (Kindle Locations 647-701).Kindle Edition.

Keeping Monica safe until she gets her memory back proves to be a bit difficult. His family is treating her like a guest instead of one of his clients. Then there is his growing attraction to her.

Lots of twists and turns in this as Monica tries to remember her life, and nothing makes sense, not to her and not to Cull. Especially the call girl part, it just doesn’t fit her personality. Plenty of sparks between these two but a lot of restraint too.

Suspense and intrigue will keep you on the edge of your seat.

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Rhonda Lee Carver is a published book writer with a collection of print and eBooks under her wing. She is also a freelance editor. Her first book was published with Wild Rose Press in 2010.

She writes everything from contemporary to steamy to paranormal to suspense…you name it, she’s written it. Her specialty is writing men who love to get their hands dirty—hardworking, blue collar, heroes in everyday life.

When Rhonda isn’t crafting edge-of-your-seat, sizzling novels, you’ll find her with her children and husband watching soccer, watching a breathtaking movie, traveling to exotic places (with Bora Bora on her bucket list), doing (or trying) yoga, saving cats and dogs, and finding new ways to keep life interesting.

Rhonda thrives on making her readers happy. She believes life can be a challenge, but reading is a place where fantasy comes to life. Her motto: “Everyone deserves romance—one page at a time.“


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Eternal Mourning – Talon Pack Book 7 By Carrie Ann Ryan



Eternal Mourning
Talon Pack Book 7
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Carrie Ann Ryan


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In the seventh book of the Talon Pack series from NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan, a Healer is forced to come to grips with the idea that he can’t save everyone…including the woman he loves.

Walker Brentwood vowed to the moon goddess that he’d protect his Pack and Heal with every last ounce of his power. He’s watched his siblings and cousin battle the worst circumstances to find love and is now afraid that the one woman who could be his might not have much time left. The rules of mating have changed, and Walker will do what he has to in order to protect the bonds that have eluded him for so long.

Aimee Reagan knows there’s something wrong with her. She’s known since the first time she found out shifters were real and magic existed. When the Talon Pack’s enemy sets his sights on her, her battle to survive becomes even harder.

Walker and Aimee must turn to each other when the powers around them change and the paths that had been laid before them are no longer clear. But when their passion threatens a curse far older than anyone dreamed, they’ll only have one chance to save something worth more than a mating bond. Their future.

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Aimee is sick but the doctors can’t find anything wrong with her. All she knows is she is tired and can’t seem to get better. When she passes out at work, she ends up in Walker’s clinic on pack lands. He is determined to figure out what’s wrong with her and fix it. Not only for Dawn, his sister-in-law, but also for him.

Walker has felt this pull toward Aimee since she passed out while passing through wards the first time. Now he’s wondering if she could possibly be his mate, but first he has to figure out what’s killing her.

This is a favorite scene when Walker tells her his theory.

Aimee swayed on her feet, and Walker reached out, gripping her upper arms. The warmth of his skin penetrated the coldness that had seeped into her bones.

“Cursed,” she repeated, her voice sounding oddly small. “Like…a curse-curse?” That question didn’t make any sense, but then again, nothing did at the moment.

She couldn’t quite keep up with everything that had happened in the last few moments, and considering that her life usually revolved around waiting on tables, that was saying something. One minute, she was outside of Dawn and Mitchell’s, escaping the ever-diligent watch of the couple and her other two friends’ care for a brief second so she could get fresh air; the next, she had Walker’s mouth on hers; and yet the next…well, then he was speaking about curses and her illness as if he hadn’t just made her sway on her feet for more than one reason.

Her lips tingled, and she could still taste him if she flicked out her tongue, but the thoughts of whatever had happened were fading so fast it was almost as if it were a dream. Maybe she was now hitting the delusional part of her sickness because that seemed like the only logical reason at this point for what on earth had just happened.

Walker frowned before reaching out and running his knuckles along her cheek. She blinked, almost swaying into him, but she didn’t say anything. She wasn’t sure she could. There was this connection between them she couldn’t name, and it was so strong, it almost overpowered everything else.

Even the most important thing.

Her curse.

She swallowed hard, pushing away the odd feeling that made her want to move closer to him and tried to catch her breath.

“I don’t know what exactly made me think of it,” Walker said softly, his gaze on hers. “I’m a Healer, and I needed to know what was wrong. Because, no matter what the doctors say, and what human science thinks, I knew something was wrong just as much as you did. But I couldn’t think of what it could possibly be. I didn’t want to force you to endure more tests and procedures to settle my brain, and that meant I needed to focus on what I could do. I needed to settle my wolf down, so I went for a run.”

A run when it came to wolves didn’t mean a jog in the park. No, it meant that he’d shifted into his wolf form and let his beast out. At least, that’s what Mitchell had explained to her when he’d talked about his wolf. While she knew Dawn better than Mitchell, her best friend’s mate had been a wolf for far longer and was also learning to open up to people who cared for his mate. Hence the fact that Aimee knew more about wolves from him rather than Dawn.

The run while in wolf form would also explain Walker’s naked, sweaty chest. Once again, she swallowed hard and tried to keep her mind on task.

“And the run helped you figure out that I’m cursed?” How on earth had she become this person who could talk about these things so easily? Curses and wolves, and being held by half-naked men that made her body ache. This was her new normal, and she wasn’t sure she was quite equipped to deal with it.

“It let my wolf come closer to the surface so I could think. And because I’m a Healer, or maybe because—” He cut himself off and shook his head. He gave her a strange look as if he wanted to tell her something else that had nothing to do with being a Healer but couldn’t. Or perhaps…wouldn’t. And a small part of her needed to know what that was. “I don’t know why it took me so longer to figure it out, but I know it’s a curse now. We both know it’s not truly medical and nothing human. And you are human, so it’s not a connection to the moon goddess or something wrong with your powers or being a wolf.” He paused. “Because you aren’t one. But I’m going to figure it out, Aimee. I’m not going to let whoever did this to you get away with it.” He growled the last part, and his eyes glowed gold.

She almost took a step back at the intensity of it but stopped herself.

“You’re saying someone set a curse on me, and that’s why…that’s why I’m dying?” It wasn’t easy to say the words aloud, but she knew the truth. She’d known for some time now.

Walker let out a growl, and she froze. She’d heard the others in the Pack growl, of course, and had met many of Dawn’s former Packmates, as well, but she wasn’t sure she’d ever heard Walker growl. He was so laid-back most of the time, that it was hard to remember he had a wolf lurking beneath his skin.

There was no hiding it now.

“We’re not going to let that happen. I’m not going to let it happen.”

If there were a way to truly trust the promise in a vow like that, she would. But she knew that even if he was right about the curse, there was no guarantee that they would be able to fix it. No one had been successful in helping her at all so far. In fact, most of the doctors she’d seen in the past had thought she’d been faking her issues rather than looking beyond the surface. It wasn’t as if they knew about curses and the mythical.
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In spite of knowing she was cursed the answers weren’t coming quick enough and Audrey, the beta of the Aspen pack risks everything to save Aimie for Walker.

This is an intense book, with many emotional and tearful moments as well as romantic and sizzling ones. There’s a lot happening and much to figure out as we work our way to the end of this wonderful series.

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Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.

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Texas Bossa Nova – Whispering Springs, TX Book 5 By Cynthia D’Alba



Texas Bossa Nova
Whispering Springs, TX Book 5
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Cynthia D’Alba

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Magda Hobbs loves being a ranch housekeeper. The job keeps her close to her recently discovered father, foreman at the same ranch. She is immune to all the cowboy charms, except for one certain cowboy, who is wreaking havoc on her libido. Not wanting to follow in her mother’s footsteps, she hops on her motorcycle and hits the road.

Five months later, she is headed back to Whispering Springs after her father’s heart attack, only now she has no job, no savings and nowhere to call home.

Reno Montgomery is determined to make his fledging cattle ranch a success. He’s content with the occasional date until Magda Hobbs. She is rocking his world and then she’s gone, leaving him confused and more than a little angry.

Reno’s mother hires a housekeeper so the focus is on making a success of ranch rather than a clean house. He’s shocked when he learns the new live-in housekeeper is Magda Hobbs.

When a freak snowstorm cuts off the outside world, the isolation rekindles their desire. But when the weather and the roads clear, Reno has to work hard and fast to keep the woman of his dreams from hitting the road right out of his life again.

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This is one of my favorites in this series. I love Magda, she’s feisty, independent, loyal and just a bit scared of commitment. She’s returned because her father had a heart attack and she needed to be close to him.

Reno and Darren Montgomery are slobs. They concentrate on trying to make their ranch successful, not wanting to ride on their parents coat-tails. When their parents come in for the holidays, their mother sees the need and immediately thinks of Magda. Olivia swears Magda had whipped Mitch into shape before she married him so she would be the perfect person to tame the twins.

There is a problem that no one knows about. Reno and Magda had been together before she disappeared six months ago. She left with no explanations and Reno is still upset with her.

This is a favorite scene on Magda’s first day on the job.

About ten o’clock, as he was pulling the wire tight on the fence, a Harley-Davidson Fat Boy motorcycle roared past them and up their drive.

“Think that’s her?” Darren asked.

“Yep. That’s her bike.”

“Sweet. I’d love to take her for a ride.”

Reno glared at him.

“I mean the bike, not the lady,” Darren clarified.

“Man, you’re touchy.”

While Reno privately agreed with his brother, no way was he saying that aloud. “Ah, well, I hear she’s pretty particular about who she lets ride her Fat Boy.”

“So many jokes I could make, but seeing as you’ve got a stick up your butt about our new housekeeper, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“Probably for the best.”

At about noon, Reno’s cell phone trilled and he pulled it out of his pocket. “Hello?”

“Reno? This is Magda. Magda Hobbs.”

The sound of her voice made his heart leap, pushing all the air from his lungs. As though there could be more than one Magda. As if he didn’t hear her voice every night in his dreams.

He drew in some air to calm his racing heart. It didn’t work. “Hi. I guess you got in the house without a problem.” Man, he hated how breathless and excited he sounded. He was a much better poker player than this.

“I did. I wondered if you guys were coming back to the house for lunch today.”

Reno looked at Darren. “You want to head back for lunch?” Darren nodded.

“Yeah, that’d be great.” He wondered how he would ever swallow around the boulder that had lodged in his throat the minute he’d heard her say his name.

“Okay,” she said with a slight hesitation in her voice. “I’ll see what I can find, but your cabinets are a little bare.”

Reno forced a chuckle, a little embarrassed that she’d found their cabinets basically empty. “Noticed that, did you? Honestly, we just haven’t had time to get to the store. You may have noticed on your way over that we kind of live in the middle of nowhere.”

“I noticed. I’ll have lunch ready in about thirty minutes.”

Reno slipped his phone back in his pocket. “Thirty minutes.” Great. That gave him a whole half an hour to get his shit together.

Thirty minutes later, Reno parked the work truck at the back door and Darren hopped out. From the truck, Reno watched as Darren opened the door, took one step inside and stopped. He backed out, toed off his boots and reentered.

Not wanting to make the same mistake, Reno left his boots on the back porch and walked in. He was greeted by the aroma of grilled ham and…he sniffed again…toast?

“Hello, Reno,” Magda said. “I have grilled cheese and ham sandwiches and tomato soup. Best I could do with what you guys had in the cabinets.”

“Sounds wonderful. Thanks.”

“Water? Coke? Tea?” Magda asked.

“I’ll get it,” he replied, heading for the refrigerator to grab a cold water.

Darren was already at the table, his sandwich half-gone. He took another bite and moaned. “So good.”

Reno sat and Magda set a bowl of soup and a sandwich in front of him. “Thanks.”

She joined the guys at the table. “I want us to get off to the right start,” she said, leaning forward and placing her arms on the table. “I wouldn’t have sought out this job. We are all really too close in age for me to feel one-hundred percent comfortable in the situation. However, I needed a job and your parents made me a very generous offer that I’d have been a fool to turn down. But…” She paused and waited until she could meet both their gazes before she continued. “But I want this to work out, which means there will be no kissing or touching or trapping me in the corner. No inappropriate comments. No sexual suggestions. I cook, clean and do laundry for you, but that’s it. I’m not here to share a bed or catch a husband. Have I made myself clear?”

Reno swallowed the bite of sandwich he’d been chewing. “Clear. And I completely agree. Darren?” He looked over at his brother.

“Got it. Damn, Magda, you’re one straight-shooting talker.”

She leaned back in the chair. “Yep, I am. Another thing is that I expect you two not to make my job even more difficult by being total slobs. That means leave your mud, manure and blood-coated boots outside. If I find them in the house, you’ll find them outside in a tree where they’ll land when I toss them out the door. Understood?”

Both men nodded, and Reno suppressed a smile. Darren had no idea that Magda was serious, nor how their lives were going to change.
D’Alba, Cynthia. Texas Bossa Nova (Whispering Springs,TX Book 5). Kindle Locations(475-512). Riante Romance, Inc.. Kindle Edition.

Now you know these guys are going to mess up, so there’s a lot to giggle at even as the tension rises between Reno and Magda.

A car accident, a blizzard, frozen pipes and so much more will have you turning the pages to see if Reno and Magda can weather the storm of their passion.

I love this series so I’ll just start on the next book.

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Hi Y’All! I’m Cynthia D’Alba from Arkansas.Here’s a little about me…New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Cynthia D’Alba started writing on a challenge from her husband in 2006 and discovered having imaginary sex with lots of hunky men was fun.

She was born and raised in a small Arkansas town. After being gone for a number of years, she’s thrilled to be making her home back in Arkansas living in a vine-covered cottage on the banks of an eight-thousand acre lake. When she’s not reading or writing or plotting, she’s doorman for her two dogs, cook, housekeeper and chief bottle washer for her husband and slave to a noisy, messy parrot. She loves to chat online with friends and fans.


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