Take Me Now – Knight Brothers Book 5 by Carly Phillips

Take Me Now
Knight Brothers Book 5
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Carly Phillips


He acts like he barely knows her.
But she knows he’s the one.

Matt Banks was ready to tell Harper Sanders that he loved her, that he’d always loved her and that even though they were young, she was his forever girl.

Then her brother stepped in, wanting more for his sister than a garage owner. Too young to stand up for himself, Matt made her brother a promise that he’s regretted every day since.

After years of being ignored by the guy she’s always loved, Harper is on a dating binge. No one is Matt, but a girl can keep on trying. Then she gets stranded on the side of the road, and she has no choice but to call the only mechanic in town.

Matt comes to her rescue, and then to her bed. It’s an idyllic, passion-filled weekend—but there’s still the matter of his promise. And a man’s word is his bond.

NOTE: Take Me Now is a never before published SHORT story in the Knight Brothers series.

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We met Harper and Matt in Take Me Down. Harper is Emily’s partner in Harper and Em’s Bake and Brew and Matt is the town mechanic who at that time was pursuing Emily.

Harper has been in love with Matt since school, but he has continually ignored her. Now she is on her way to Denver for a coffee class in Latte Art, to learn all the cute decorations to swirl in her coffee creations.

As Harper is leaving Matt hears a noise from her car that doesn’t bode well for her trip. Harper is having none of it and drives off anyway. Only to have to call him from the road.

This is a favorite scene.

Harper hated her stubbornness. She hated that Matt was right. And most of all, she hated that she’d had to call on him to rescue her. Sitting on the side of the road, her gloves on her hands, scarf around her neck, her jacket zipped up tight, she shivered, waiting for him to arrive and rescue her.

She had too much time to think about the weekend she was now going to miss, how she’d really been looking forward to learning new foam techniques and making pretty hearts and squiggles in her customer’s cups. Not to mention a weekend to herself in Denver, no work, nothing to do but enjoy. Now she’d have to drive home in Matt’s tow truck with him muttering about how she could have saved them both the trouble by letting him check out her car before she left town.

Expecting it to take at least an hour for him to arrive, she was shocked when he showed up forty-five minutes later, skidding to a stop behind her car in his Tahoe and not his tow truck.

She opened her door just as he walked up to her side of the car. He wore his heavy parka. Her toes were frozen, her body almost numb. Just seeing him, his handsome face, and the worry in his brown eyes made her want to cry in relief.

“Did you fly here?” she asked, half-jokingly.

He looked down at her and a semi-smile lifted his sexy mouth. “No. Now, go get in my warm truck. Let me see what’s going on with your car.”

Unwilling to argue after hearing the word warm, she rushed to his vehicle, climbed into the passenger seat and slammed her door shut. The inside smelled like musky man, like Matt, and she breathed in deep, savoring the scent before she whipped off her gloves and held her hands up to the hot air blowing from the vents.

As she warmed herself, she watched as Matt first popped the hood and inspected the engine, then slammed it shut, a scowl on his face. From there, he opened her trunk and loaded her luggage into the back of his truck before returning to the driver’s side.

“Hey,” he said, as he slid into his seat. “So your belt is broken, which is what I thought that sound was. Good thing you pulled over before the engine overheated.”

Even his frown was sexy, she thought to herself. “Why didn’t you bring your tow truck?”

He slung an arm over the top of the seats and turned towards her. “Because I know how much this weekend and these classes mean to you, so we’re going to Denver. I’ll call someone to tow the car to the garage when we get there.”

She blinked in surprise. “I’m sorry … what? You’re not taking me back home?”


“But –“

He rolled his eyes at her. “You’re going to argue with me when you’re getting exactly what you want?”

“No,” she whispered. But why was he being so … so … chivalrous? And nice? “How do you know about my classes? Never mind, my uncle,” she said, answering her own question.

He chuckled and gave her a nod. Turning in his seat, he started the car and headed toward her original destination.

“What about the garage?” she asked, knowing he worked long hours, and though he had employees, he liked to be there himself.

He glanced from her back to the road. “Harry can handle things for the weekend.”

Just … wow. “Matt?”

“Yes?” One hand on the wheel, he glanced over at her. He’d put on sunglasses that covered his eyes, and she drank in the sight of him.

She swallowed hard. “Thank you for coming to get me. And for taking me to Denver.” She couldn’t believe that was his plan.
Carly Phillips. Take Me Now (Kindle Locations 126-156). Hewlett-Packard.

This is definitely a case of FINALLY!

Lots of fun, with plenty of twists, some unexpected surprises and the heat between these two is off the charts!

I can’t wait to see what Carly has in store for us next!

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Carly Phillips is the N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels featuring hot men, strong women and the emotionally compelling stories her readers have come to expect and love.

Carly’s career spans over a decade and a half with various New York publishing houses, and she is now an Indie author who runs her own business and loves every exciting minute of her publishing journey. Carly is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs (two wheaten terriers and one mutant Havanese) who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers.

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Denton – Hathaway House Book 4 By Dale Mayer

Hathaway House Book 4
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer


Welcome to Hathaway House.
Rehab Center. Safe Haven.
Second chance at life and love

Navy SEAL Denton Hamilton has checked himself into Hathaway House, hoping for a fraction of the results his friends have gotten at the rehab center. Now missing a rib, muscles and a portion of his stomach, as well as suffering from PTSD, Denton would be happy to have his physical self healed. He’s not so sure he’ll ever get his mental health back, and finding a woman who’ll have him now—as his friends have been lucky enough to do—is out of the question. Who would be willing to love a man like him?

Administrative Assistant Hannah Forsythe helps Dani run Hathaway House. A loner at heart, she’s drawn to Denton’s struggle and dismayed at his belief that no one could ever love him. But when an ill-advised observation she makes has unexpected consequences for Denton’s recovery, Hannah’s only choice is to separate herself from him to help him progress without her.

As time passes, Hannah wonders if her choice has cost her everything she’s ever wanted or whether Denton can work through his feelings to give them both their happy ending at Hathaway House.

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I truly meant to have caught up with this series before this book came out, unfortunately I wasn’t able to. However I never let that stop me from reading the latest of a series.

Hannah is Dani’s assistant and she is almost as overworked as Dani. Her duties are varied and she is the one who welcomes Denton to Hathaway House and gives him all the information he’s going to need. A bit overwhelming but also everything is on the tablet and phone he is issued. There’s also a folder with much of it.

Hannah also helps with the animals in the Vet Clinic downstairs. There’s a new addition that appears to be a walk-in, that causes a bit of commotion.

This is a favorite scene.

Hannah had the title of administrative assistant, but really she was a jack-of-all-trades. She was a cross between Dani’s assistant and the substitute front receptionist, plus she did some bookkeeping. And truth be told, she was good with that. There was certainly nothing boring about this job.

Her phone was ringing as she walked behind the front counter.

“Hey, Hannah. Do you have a moment?”

“Sure Stan, I’ll be right down.”

She hung up the phone and checked to see where Chickie was. He was curled up in his bed, looking darn tired. She decided to leave him where he was. He had done the rounds this morning with her, and he was certainly entitled to a nap. She grabbed a coffee cup, filled it and headed downstairs to see Stan.

The vet clinic was a mess. Several dogs in the reception area were struggling with their owners. In the center of the chaos was a cat, glaring at everybody.

Hannah stared at the cat. “So who’s this guy?”

“We’re not exactly sure.”

Hannah looked at the vet’s receptionist. “What? Didn’t he have an appointment?”

Rebecca stood behind her desk. “No, and I didn’t see who he came in with either. I have no idea. He doesn’t look to be injured in any way.”

Stepping between the dogs and cat, Stan crouched down. The cat took one look and jumped onto Stan’s shoulders. Stan laughed. “Well, he’s a friendly fellow.”

“Very.” Hannah studied the cat for a moment. “He’s not scared of the dogs, and he seems to like the noise.”

Stan glanced over at her with a knowing look. “You’ve been trying to get a therapy cat upstairs since forever.”

She shrugged sheepishly. “It seems hardly fair that we have therapy dogs, but no cats.”

He nodded. “We’ll have to give this wonderful cat a checkup before we can let him around the human patients. But I was thinking of you and upstairs.”

She stroked the feline, who seemed to like all the humans so far. “He’s a beauty. He’s almost bobcat size, isn’t he?”

Stan nodded. “I wouldn’t be surprised if something wild was in his heritage. He is really big.”

She gently scratched behind his ears, and the huge cat’s rumble filled the room.

“Good Lord,” Stan said. “That’s quite the engine.”

She smiled. “You have to check him out real fast, Stan. I could use him upstairs.” She turned to look at all the dogs sniffing the cat. She smiled. “Looks like you have a full day as it is.”

Stan nodded, lifted the cat off his shoulders and handed him to Hannah as his temporary assistant. “Isn’t that the truth?”

Hannah stepped out of Stan’s way as he led one of the dogs with its owner into a treatment room. The cat gracefully jumped from Hannah’s arms and onto the reception desk. Hannah smiled at the big cat, busy inspecting Rebecca’s workspace.

“Is it usual to have them this calm at the clinic?”

Rebecca shook her head. “No. Usually they come in hissing at everything in sight.”

“Well, this guy is certainly not doing that.” Rebecca stood and picked up the cat. “I’ll take him to the back. That’ll help the dogs calm down.”

Hannah nodded and watched as the huge cat stared at her, his eyes glowing until he was out of the room.

She turned to the other people sitting in the waiting room. “Did any of you see the cat arrive?”

Two people shook their heads.

“No, suddenly he was just here. With all the chaos with the dogs, I didn’t notice where the cat came from,” the older woman replied.

Hannah looked down the long hallway. “It’s possible he came in from the barn area.” She headed that way to look, but the stalls were all empty, and the doors were closed. Mystified, she headed upstairs. She popped into Dani’s doorway and explained the scenario.

Dani laughed. “So the center is so good that animals are coming in on their own now, are they?”

The two women laughed, and then Hannah returned to her office. They never knew what the next unusual scenario would be at this crazy job. And she wouldn’t change it for anything.

Her cell phone rang within minutes of her sitting down. She groaned. “Good thing my workload is easier today.”

She glanced down to see the caller was Denton. “Denton Hamilton, what can I do for you?”

His hesitant voice came through. “I hate to be a bother, but I’ve tried calling Brock and Cole, but neither call appears to be going through.”

She frowned. “That’s odd. I’ll bring the numbers down myself, and we can double-check them.” She grabbed her checklist and headed toward Denton’s room.

He sat on his bed, his legs hanging over the edge. He had switched to shorts, perhaps for some of the medical tests or physical therapy or just to feel more comfortable. But to see his calf mangled like that, she fought back a wave of sympathy. His foot was also completely covered in scar tissue, and it appeared to be missing part of a joint. She glanced at his face and realized he had watched her reaction.

He kicked out his bum leg. “What do you think?”

She shrugged and sent him a gentle smile. “I’ve seen worse.”

He looked at her, his gaze searching her face until he realized she was serious, and he relaxed. “I guess I don’t have to hide it, do I?”

She shook her head. “Never. Please do not hide anything. Find a level of comfort, and learn to live with it. You can relax. We’ve all seen much worse injuries. We’ll do the best we can to help you get back to a normal life.”

He smiled. “And part of that is contacting my friends.” He held out his phone.

She checked to see if she’d switched some of the digits. “I’m so sorry. I’m mildly dyslexic, and phone numbers are sometimes a challenge.” She carefully brought up each of the numbers, then checked her list, and together they watched as she put in the right numbers.

“Try that now.” Inside, she winced at her mistake. She hadn’t done that for a while. But when she got tired or busy, her brain automatically switched numbers on her. It was frustrating.

Denton tried Brock first, and when the man answered, she watched happiness bloom across Denton’s face. He waved at her and mouthed the words, Thank you.

She nodded, gave him a smile and turned to leave. Behind her, she could hear him chatting with Brock. There was such love and friendship in his voice, and she was happy for them.
Dale Mayer. Denton (Kindle Locations 203-255). Valley Publishing Ltd.

Hannah also has slight dyslexia and that becomes the beginning of her friendship with Denton when the numbers in his phone for his friends Cole and Brock don’t work.

I love the progression, both for Denton as a patient and for him and Hannah as a new couple. These two are great together!

I really have to catch up with Brock and Cole now. I feel like I’ve missed a lot. Oh and I wonder what happened with the walk-in cat…I hope it finds a permanent place here at Hathaway House.

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Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.

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SEAL Undercover – Silver SEALs Book 10 by Desiree Holt

Welcome to Silver SEALs!
The New Wave From The Suspense Sisters!

Retired silver fox US Navy SEAL Commanders who sign on with the Department of Homeland Security to lead missions to protect the homeland.

SEAL Undercover
Silver SEALs Book 10
USA Today Bestselling Author
Desiree Holt


Max DiSalvo gave his entire life to the SEALs. He would have married—he certainly enjoyed women—but he never could find one who understood his dedication to the Teams, even though many of his team members married happily. It takes a certain caliber of woman to be a SEAL wife and Max just never found one that fit with him. Now, at 48, he is out of the SEALs, running his own commercial fishing company in Maine where he grew up, and waiting for his assignments from DHS.

Regan Shaw, a SEAL widow, is an Intelligence Operations Specialist with DHS, and a woman who Max is drawn to from first sight. Part of her job is analyzing information to assess threats and she’s discovered a doozy—there is a secret group of very wealthy people who, in partnership with a powerful cartel, are using the border with Mexico to smuggle terrorists from the Middle East into the country. And word has come down that a high level member of the government is clearing the way with them for everything.

The group is about to have one of its executive meetings at an exclusive resort in Texas and that’s where DHS is sending the two of them. Credentials have been arranged that would make him attractive to the group. A story has been set and there is backup for him should he need it. Regan, who has all the information on this operation, will go with him as his wife.

As they uncover more and more of the operation, they realize just how dangerous this group really is. When someone betrays them, and Regan is kidnapped, Max goes into war mode, because in Regan Shaw he’s found the woman he’s waited for all his life and he doesn’t intend to lose her now. But he will need every bit of the skills that he learned as a SEAL to rescue her and bring down this very dirty conspiracy.

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Some coincidences cannot be ignored and the fact that former SEAL Commander Max Di Salvo looks just like the brother and partner of recently arrested arms dealer is just one. When Silas Branson visits Max, he presents him with a mission he can’t turn down.

Regan Shaw has been assigned to DHS as an intelligence analyst. It’s a job she’s been doing for the Navy but she found something that had Silas ‘stealing’ her away. But another coincidence, she looks just like the wife of said arms dealer’s brother.

With the looks down Silas also couldn’t ignore the fact that these two also share first names with the bad guys. It was a perfect way to infiltrate and stop the heinous attack that was in the works.

Max and Regan meet at a highly secure mansion outside of DC with Silas and the rest of their team. The introduction was quite amusing.

This is a favorite scene.

He guessed her height to be about five foot six. The dark-green sweater and beige slacks she wore, although not tight or clinging, still did little to disguise her lusciously rounded body, hitting her breasts and hips at just the right angle. Auburn hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders, framing a heart-shaped face with creamy skin. This was no office nerd or timid techno geek. This was a woman, with a capital W.

His mouth watered just at the sight of her. Instead of worrying about how he was going to pass her off as his wife, he was more concerned with being able to keep his hands to himself. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d reacted to a woman this way. It was…well…okay, never. He’d had many women that made him hot and horny. But none had ever caused a full body reaction like this one.

Si bent his head to whisper in his ear. “Put your tongue back in your mouth, Max. Better men than you have lusted after her. No deal.”

“I’m not—”

But that was as far as he got. The woman came toward him, smiling warmly and holding out her hand.

“Regan Shaw,” she told him. “I’m happy to meet you. I understand we’re going to be married?”

Max nearly swallowed his tongue while Si just laughed out loud.

“Your wife’s not shy,” he joked.

“I see that.” Max held her hand perhaps a shade longer than he should. It was firm, and there was strength in her grip, but the skin was soft. Enticing.

Jesus, Max. Get a grip, and not on her hand. Or any other part of her body.

He released it and took a step back, just as the front door opened again and two more men entered the house.

“We having a party?” he asked Si under his breath.

“If only. Come on. Let me introduce you to the rest of the crew.”
Desiree Holt. SEAL Undercover (Kindle Locations 417-421). Kindle Edition.

In spite of Max almost swallowing his tongue, they manage to go over the mission and what intel they have on all the players.

The vetting process with one of the chief players is intense and everywhere they turn is bugged.

I couldn’t put this book down, as tensions rise between all the players. The attraction between Regan and Max is explosive to say the least, it was fun watching them try to control themselves until they don’t.

Lots going on in this book as Max, Regan and their team work to shut down this massive plan.

Entertaining, suspenseful with hold your breath scenes and plenty of simmer to sizzle.

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USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Desiree Holt writes everything from romantic suspense and paranormal to erotic, a genre in which she is the oldest living author.

She has been referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, and is a winner of the EPIC E-Book Award, the Holt Medallion and a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice nominee.

She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.

“Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)

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SEAL for Hire – Silver SEALs Book 11 by Trish Loye

Welcome to Silver SEALs!
The New Wave From The Suspense Sisters!

Retired silver fox US Navy SEAL Commanders who sign on with the Department of Homeland Security to lead missions to protect the homeland.

SEAL for Hire
Silver SEALs Book 11
Trish Loye


He was hired to hunt her down.

Former Navy SEAL Commander Ryan Marchetti hates the fancy consulting job he’s taken after retirement from the Teams. So when the Assistant Director of the DHS offers him a contract to hunt down an assassin, he leaps at the chance, even if it means hunting down his former lover. He must focus on the mission and ignore Sutton McRaven’s sharp wit and way-too-sexy body, and bring the only woman he’s ever loved to justice.

She wasn’t ready to be caught.

CIA Agent Sutton McRaven found the life she’d always wanted in the CIA, one filled with adventure, and doing what’s best for the country she loves. But after her best friend dies, she finds herself anchorless and longing for a home. When she receives a mysterious call, Sutton investigates, only to discover another friend murdered, and all evidence marking her as the killer. She needs to stay free to clear her name and find justice, but Ryan Marchetti, a man used to tracking high profile targets has set his sights on her. Sutton must use all her knowledge to escape and evade the man who’d once captured, and then rejected, her heart.

But only together would they survive.

As Ryan closes in on Sutton, the real killer is still free, and Sutton’s the next target. The chase becomes darker and deadlier, with stakes higher than either could have imagined. Stalked by a ruthless killer, the two must learn to trust each other, or end up dying alone.

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After burying her best friend, Sutton McRaven took a break from her CIA duties to follow that friend’s advice and do something she loved, take pictures.

Now back, she has a cryptic message from another friend and then finds him dead. Unfortunately all signs point to her being the murderer and then another agent shows up dead. Being framed is not something Sutton will take lying down, and she certainly won’t turn herself in to be lock up from finding the truth.

When Silas Branson calls Ryan Marchetti, a former SEAL Commander, he is realizing he’s bored with this whole corporate instructor thing. He’s really hoping that what Silas has for him is more exciting than being behind a desk.

As Silas introduces him to the people from several agencies that make up his team, he also gets a shock as to the mission.

His ex Sutton is the primary suspect in agent’s deaths and the theft of classified information. The team is to find her and bring her in for questioning.

Circumstances being what they are Sutton knows she has to prove her innocence and returns to Mark’s apartment hoping for clues to clear her of his murder.

This of course is where Ryan will find her and she will find out the magnitude of the charges against her.

This is a favorite scene.

She washed her face and hands, and dug through Mark’s drawers until she found a comb to unsnarl her hair before putting it back into a ponytail. She cleaned up the bathroom and switched off the light. Fed, clean, and mostly ready. She’d grab a sweater of Mark’s and then head to the address he’d given her. In his bedroom, she longed to lie on his bed and shut her eyes just for a moment. Instead, she went into his closet and shone her light onto the shelves there.

The one hoodie she saw would fit over her leather jacket. She instead grabbed a soft blue sweater. Big but not too thick. She could fit it under her jacket. And man, it was soft. She’d bet it was cashmere. Mark had liked the finer things. She shoved it in her pack and headed out.

As she strode through the living room, the front door swished open. Her heart leapt and then landed, ready for action. She dove against the wall, out of sight of the door. The hall light flicked on, blinding her. She ducked back into the bedroom just as someone entered the living room.

She weighed her options. She could hide, subdue the person and escape, or kill the person. But until she knew who it was, she couldn’t make that judgment call.

She peered through the crack between the door hinge and the wall.

Nothing. And no sound.

Whoever it was had gone silent. She liked this less and less. There would be no hiding.

Dim light shone into the bedroom through the partly open doorway. The bedroom was large, with a big enough area between the bed and the en suite for an uninhibited fight.

She pulled out her gun. She didn’t want to shoot anyone but the killer. If it was some security guard or police officer, then she’d have a hell of a time later explaining why she’d pulled a weapon. But it couldn’t be helped.

With her weapon raised, she stepped away from the door and into open space.

The door burst open. Someone big and fast entered. Instinct stopped her from pulling the trigger. Then the gun was knocked from her hand.

She countered with a neck strike and an elbow to the head. A grunt of pain and then she was shoved. Hard. She flew back a few feet but kept her balance. Strong fucker.

Then she saw his silhouette.


“Did you have to hit me so hard, Sutton?”

“What the fuck, Ryan? I could have killed you. I had a gun!”

Even in the dim light, she saw his familiar, heart-breaking grin. “But you didn’t. You’re a good shot and you’ve got good instincts. You knew it was me.”

She grabbed her weapon off the floor and shoved it back into her shoulder holster. “You’re assuming a lot. I haven’t seen you in years.” And those years had been kind to Ryan. Even in the dim light from the hall, she could see that he looked almost exactly the same. And it made her yearn for things she couldn’t have. “What are you doing here?”

He kept his arms loose by his sides. “I’m here to bring you in.”

Options and exit strategies flew through her head, but she kept her face and breathing calm. “Why would you want to do that?”

Ryan eased himself back until he blocked the door. “It’s my job.”

She shifted her weight onto her toes. Nice and easy. She pretended she didn’t know he was leading the team that tracked her. “Since when? I thought you were a consultant.”

He shrugged and she couldn’t help but admire the breadth of those shoulders. “I’m also consulting for DHS.”

“I knew you wouldn’t like retirement.”

“Why don’t you make this easy, Sunshine? I know you’re innocent. I can help you.”

Her heart leapt at his words. And not just the fact that he believed she was innocent, but also at the use of the nickname only he had ever used. One she hadn’t heard in years.

No, her mind said. His job was to bring her in. He’d say anything to get her compliance.

“Two men are dead,” he said when she didn’t reply. “You were the last one seen with both. And now top-secret files have been found on your work laptop. It doesn’t look good, Sutton.”

Sutton took a step back. “What files were found on my laptop? What are you talking about?”

“Stolen military secrets.” He watched her carefully.

What the hell? “Someone must have put them there.”

He just nodded and she didn’t know whether he believed her or not, or whether he even cared.

“You need to come with me,” Ryan said. “I think you’re in over your head. Why don’t you let me help you figure this out?”

She didn’t say anything, but his offer seemed genuine.

“Come in with me.” He held out a hand. “We can get to the bottom of this.”

She just stared at him. She wanted to take his hand. She yearned to take his hand, to have him protect her, and be by her side again.

But he wouldn’t be by her side. He was no longer hers. He was someone else’s lover now. And he wouldn’t protect her. No. His job was to bring her in, and he’d do anything to accomplish his mission. Including lie to her.

“You’re working for DHS,” she said. “They think I’m the traitor and a killer. You know I’ll be buried in some cell on a black ops site until they find that list. And if they never find it, then I’ll never see the light of day again.”

“I won’t let that happen.” He seemed so earnest as he held out a hand to her. “Please, Sutton.”

She stepped back into a fighting stance.

His gaze flicked to her feet before he dropped his hand. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

She snorted. “Don’t you remember the last time we sparred?” She remembered. It had been glorious, and left the two of them hot, sweaty, and needing a private area. But they had been evenly matched. Where he relied on strength and skill, she relied on speed and sneaky moves. In a straight-out match, there was no way she could win. That’s why she always fought dirty.

Ryan sighed. “I was holding back, Sutton.”

She grinned, exhilarated for some reason. “So was I.”
Trish Loye. Seal for Hire: A Silver SEALs Novel (Kindle Locations 903-953). Tough Girl Press.

These two have a lot of history and the attraction is still there for both of them. Even though they do their best to ignore it.

Interesting challenges, suspense, lots of hold your breath moments and a slow build up to the outcome they both really want.

Trish Loye is a new to me author and with this book she has gained a new fan. I am going to have to check out her other books.

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I grew up in Kingston Ontario as a geek, before it became quasi-cool to be a geek – though I always suspected we geeks would take over the world (mwuhahaha). I was a complete bookworm and lived for stories (still do). I loved reading fantasy and science fiction and I now realize it was because those seemed to be the only books where women could also be the heroes of the story.

As I grew older I also became enthralled with learning and new experiences (not realizing I just wanted fodder for my own stories). I wanted to explore the world and do it all. So maybe it made sense that I joined the military and became an army officer while getting my physics degree. The experiences I gained there are the ones that shaped me for life.

I’ve had a wide assortment of jobs in my life. I’ve been a dairy farmer, crew of a tall ship, a troop officer, an officer in an electronic warfare squadron, an apple picker in New Zealand, a teacher’s assistant in a university physics department, a medical researcher, a seismic processor, and an IT project manager. (I just could never decide what I wanted to be when I grew up!)

But my latest jobs are the ones I love the best. Mom and author.

I have two amazing daughters and an incredible husband who thinks it’s funny that I can tell when someone is speaking Klingon.

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How to Love a Duke in Ten Days by Kerrigan Byrne

How to Love a Duke in Ten Days
The Devil You Know Book 1
USA Today Bestselling Author
Kerrigan Byrne


These men are dark, bold, and brave.
And there is only one woman
who can bring them to their knees…

Famed and brilliant, Lady Alexandra Lane has always known how to look out for to herself. But nobody would ever expect that she has darkness in her past—one that she pays a blackmailer to keep buried. Now, with her family nearing bankruptcy, Alexandra strikes upon a solution: Get married to one of the empire’s most wealthy eligible bachelors. Even if he does have the reputation of a devil.


Piers Gedrick Atherton, the Duke of Redmayne, is seeking revenge and the first step is securing a bride. Winning a lady’s hand is not so easy, however, for a man known as the Terror of Torcliff. Then, Alexandra enters his life like a bolt of lightning. When she proposes marriage, Piers knows that, like him, trouble haunts her footsteps. But her gentleness, sharp wit, independent nature, and incredible beauty awakens every fierce desire within him. He will do whatever it takes to keep her safe in his arms.

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Three women in a very different time than my present. I don’t read a lot of historical romance although it was really what started me reading the genre. I really need to read more, I have thoroughly enjoyed this journey to the past.

About to graduate from boarding school, Lady Alexandra is summoned to the headmaster’s office. It’s late, not the usual time one would be called to be disciplined and while he has a valid point about the infraction, what he does about it unthinkable. What Lady Alexandra does is totally appropriate, sets the scene for this story and binds the three friends Francesca, Cecilia and Alexandra together in secrecy.

Ten years later, Alexandra travels to Maynemouth, Devonshire for the masquerade where Francesca’s engagement is to be announced. She and Cecilia will be there to support her regardless of the outcome. However Alexandra has a bigger problem, she has been blackmailed about the incident at school for years, but now her family is in dire financial straits and she can’t pay. All their futures are at risk because of her actions so many years ago.

In very unusual circumstances, Alexandra sort of meets Francesca’s soon to be fiancé. Although, he doesn’t introduce himself and some assumptions are made.

Francesca doesn’t want to marry anyone, her relationship with the Piers Atherton the Duke of Redmayne is prickly at best. It’s Alexandra who comes up with a reasonable way out for both of them. She would marry the Duke, solving her financial problems and protecting everyone she loves in the process.

Oh, the misunderstandings, the denials, the romance, the assassination attempts and so much more will have you turning the pages to solve the mystery.

I can’t wait for the next book in the series!

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Kerrigan Byrne

Kerrigan has done many things to pay the bills, from law enforcement to belly dance instructor. Now she’s finally able to have the career she’d decided upon at thirteen when she announced to her very skeptical family that she was going to “grow up to be a romance novelist.” Whether she’s writing about Celtic Druids, Victorian bad boys, or brash Irish FBI Agents, Kerrigan uses her borderline-obsessive passion for history, her extensive Celtic ancestry, and her love of Shakespeare in almost every story.

She lives in a little Victorian coast town on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington State with her wonderful husband. When she’s not writing you can find her sailing, beach combing, kayaking, visiting wineries, breweries, and restaurants with friends, and hiking…okay…wandering aimlessly clenching bear spray in the mountains.

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Auctioned to the Greek Billionaire – By Carmen Falcone

Auctioned to the Greek Billionaire
USA Today Bestselling Author
Carmen Falcone


I’d do anything to save my brother.

So when I discover Madame Alexa’s Virgin Auction by accident, it feels like the answer to everything.

Auction off the one thing that’s still mine to give.

It’s just sex.

It’s just my virginity.

But now I’m backstage, looking like a version of myself I don’t recognize.

I’m trussed up and exposed in every possible way.

Suddenly, the curtains open and I’m on stage.

But when I see his eyes, I decide maybe this isn’t so bad after all…

When Amaya made the decision to auction off her virginity, it was not one made lightly. With the death of her parents, the responsibility for her autistic older brother has fallen to her. She wants the best for him but also for herself. This auction can be the answer.

Theo has a bit of a problem, he is well endowed and has in the past hurt a woman who was a virgin. Now he faces an arranged marriage to a virgin and needs to practice the patience that will be required not to hurt his bride. He will have thirty days with Amaya to work on that patience and to complete the act.

Not a very auspicious beginning of a relationship, but then it is only for a month, not a lifetime.

Aside from all the innuendos and the actual acts there’s a lot more to this story. Theo accidently finds that his uncle is responsible for a reprehensible act in the US now he just has to find a way to hold him accountable and all his worries for his company will be over and he won’t have to go through with the arranged marriage.

Kindle melting heat in this one and a story that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

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Carmen Falcone

Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.

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Kiss that Frog – A Modern Fairy Tale Novelette by Cate Rowan

Kiss That Frog
Cate Rowan


One green frog.
One cynical artist.
One innocent kiss.
A lifetime of magic.

When prickly Los Angeles artist Sofia Ballondor reluctantly agrees to frog-sit (*grumble*) for her seven-year-old niece, she has no idea what’s to come. Her cranky demeanor starts wearing off as her new amphibious muse stimulates her artistic talents. One morning, excited about her fresh creations, Sophia impulsively gives the green frog a quick peck.

And everyone knows what happens when you kiss a frog . . .

This romantic fairy tale remix with a Regency time-travel twist is a novelette of 12,000 words (approximately 50 pages). Cate Rowan’s sensuous fantasy romances have won more than thirty awards.


Oh what fun! Sophia agreed under protest to babysit her niece’s frog. She really gets a shock when her muse kicks in and she is more than happy with the results. Chatting with a frog may seem a bit strange but then she is an artist. In appreciation she actually kisses the frog, somehow hoping fairy tales do come true.

This is a favorite scene.

“Hey,” she said, “you feel nicer than I thought you would. Smooth, not rough or scaly at all.” She stroked her finger along the back of its head and down its spine.

Toad’s eyelids lowered to half-mast.

“You like that? Who knew. And here I was afraid of you. Huh, maybe Carole’s right and I should take more chances.”

When she pulled her finger away, Toad blinked and took a step up the branch toward her. She chuckled. “Okay, okay. I get the hint.” She rubbed its head again and its eyes closed to little slits. “Is that better? Yeah, I wouldn’t mind someone doing that for me, either. Fine, I admit it. You’re really not so bad. When Tadpole asked me to pet sit for a frog, my eyes bugged out as much as yours do.”

She withdrew her hand and was startled to see Toad hustling toward her end of the terrarium. “Wow. Demanding thing, aren’t you? All right, one more time and then I’m going to go take a bath and wash the LA stink out of my hide. And yes, it’s pathetic that I’m standing here talking to myself. Or to you. Either way. But at least I’m not a cat hoarder.”

Toad put its webbed hand on her knuckle.

“Is that some sort of request?” Its only answer was to wrap its other hand around her finger. “Does Tadpole pick you up or something? Oh yeah, she said she did. Okay  .  .  . But if you jump away from me, I swear I will cause you grief. After I stop screaming and leaping onto chairs, that is.”

Gingerly she cupped her hand, and Toad crawled onto her waiting fingers. It didn’t squirm as she raised it, and its wedge-shaped head was cocked upward as if it were examining her, too. “I’ve never been given a once-over by a frog before.” She chuckled. “You’re probably more reliable than the average human male. You wouldn’t ask to borrow money. And I couldn’t be miffed when you don’t call me, since you don’t have a phone.”

She crinkled her nose. “I don’t suppose it could hurt. Here.” She pulled her hand close and delicately placed a kiss on top of Toad’s bright green head.

Exactly nothing happened.

“No, I guess that isn’t the spot, is it? One more, just in case.” She brought her palm up and, with a slight shudder, touched her lips to Toad’s mouth before jerking her head back. What the hell was she thinking, anyway? This had to be the dumbest thing she’d ever done. Even more moronic than playing Doctor with that weasely Jimmy Derkin in first grade. He’d told the whole class about it.

Still, she waited a few more moments, just in case. Fairy tales died hard, even for the cynical.

Too bad they did, eventually, die. No mystical puff of smoke, no tingling of bells or ghostly breeze through the room. “So much for magic,” she muttered. “No surprise there.”
Cate Rowan. Kiss That Frog: A Modern Fairy Tale (Kindle Locations 211-216). Enchanting Ink.

Little did she know it would actually come to fruition, just not when she was standing there.

Hilarious, fun, romantic and more!

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Cate Rowan

Cate has washed laundry in a crocodile-infested African lake, parasailed over Cabo, had monkeys poop in her hair, and swum with dolphins, but her best adventures are her story worlds. Her lush fantasy romances about magic, danger and passion in faraway realms have won more than thirty awards. Her debut novel, Kismet’s Kiss, was a two-time Romance Writers of America Golden Heart® finalist.

She credits her favorite childhood authors—a list that includes J.R.R. Tolkien, Guy Gavriel Kay, Anne McCaffrey, Nora Roberts, Ursula K. Le Guin, James Herriot, and C.S. Lewis—for her love of fiction, great characters, and a rich imagination. She also thanks her family for forgiving all those times she brought a novel to dinner.

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Macklin – SEALs of Honor Book 15 By Dale Mayer

SEALs of Honor Book 15
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer


One damaging relationship in his life refuses to end when the woman insists it’s not over between them for her. Marsha makes Macklin’s life hell…until she turns up dead and the evidence points straight at him.

As the new detective on the Coronado Police force, Alex is determined to make a good impression on her superiors and colleagues. That goal is thwarted by Macklin, who’s the chief suspect in her murder investigation–and someone she longs to know a whole lot better. Whether she wants to or not, she can’t let herself foolishly forget that his last girlfriend now occupies an ice-cold bed at the morgue.

During his thorough interrogation at the precinct by the sexy-beyond-belief detective, Macklin finds himself furious…and intrigued. Seems, alive or dead, Marsha is determined to make his life miserable. Alex intends to find out the truth, and, as an elite warrior himself, he admires her grift and ethics in pursuit of the answers. Damn that she’s the first woman in a long time he’d love to get to know better.

With no other option, Macklin has to help the detective solve the mystery–hopefully before Alex has no choice but to charge him with murder.

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When we met Macklin we got some hints as to his ex and the wild things she did. In this book we find out all about that relationship and how truly weird she was.

As Mac prepares to return to duty Corey, Ryder and Caitlyn are out for coffee when they are approached by the police. Apparently Mac’s ex Marsha has been murdered and he is the number one suspect.

Mac goes in for questioning and finds himself intrigued by Alex, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a very long time.

This is a favorite scene.

Macklin snorted. “I now live by a couple rules. One of those is, don’t if you think they’re crazy. Because obviously I’ve lived that.”

She barely held back a smirk at his first comment.

“The second is, I don’t go out with girls unless I know them really, really well.”

The second surprised her. She studied the man carefully. “No one-night stands? No short-term weekends? No girls overseas?”

At each question Macklin shook his head. “No,” he said flatly. “When you’re up against somebody with a serious problem like Marsha’s, it makes you very hesitant to move forward.”

She nodded. “Do you know any of her friends? Relatives? Enemies? Who might’ve hated her?”

Mac’s response was instant. He shook his head. “I’ve never met anybody else in her circle. I never met any family or other friends. The fact that she’s done this to me means she very likely did it to somebody else, which would make that other person a likely suspect.”

“Which also puts you exactly in the suspect seat as well.”

He nodded his head in acknowledgment. “Which is why I’m here. But I did not kill her.”

“Something else makes you a whole lot guiltier than you may like.”

He leaned across the table, his sheer size intimidating. But it was the cold clarity in his gaze that made her swallow hard. “Explain,” he said in a very soft voice.

Rather than explain, she pulled one of the crime scene photographs from the file and placed it in front of him. Written in blood at the site of Marsha’s murder was his name. He leaned back, swore, and said, “Wouldn’t it be just like that bitch. The last thing she does is incriminate me. As if she couldn’t make my life bad enough while she was alive, so she has to make sure she keeps the torture on after she’s dead.”

He turned his gaze to the far corner of the room, his mind occupied with what he’d seen. His shoulders sagged, and he turned to look at Alex and said, “I shouldn’t have said that. I think she was probably mentally unstable, but maybe that wasn’t her fault. I’m sorry she’s dead. I’m sorry that, in her lifetime, she couldn’t get the help she needed. But I still didn’t kill her. And whoever wrote my name could’ve been her killer.”

“Which is why I’m asking the next question.”

He waited, his gaze unwavering.

“Who hates you enough to see you get charged with murder?”

He pinched his lips and stared for a long moment, but she didn’t drop her gaze. She searched his eyes for the truth. She didn’t see any deceit. She saw no lies. No hesitation, no searching for answers or a plausible excuse.

“I don’t know. I’ve been in the military a long time. I was off on medical leave for three months this year. I don’t think I have anyone personally who hates me. However, if a terrorist happened to be on American soil who knows about me, he could easily have targeted me. The problem is, he would’ve been after everybody else in my unit too.”

She tapped her finger on the folder, thinking about that. “Give me the names of the men in your unit. And who else met her.”

Mac gave her six names without hesitation.

“If you think of any more, let me know. I’ll run down these names, verify your story, and take it from there.”

He looked at her and asked, “Am I free to go?”

She nodded, and then her smile fell away. She knew he wouldn’t appreciate the next hit. “I need you to stay in town for the moment.”

A thundercloud swept across his face.

She expected that and looked for any sign of loss of control.

But instead he groaned and said, “Fair enough. But please hurry up. I’m finally cleared medically to go back to work next week.”

She stood and said, “I’m working on it.” Alex shook his hand and walked him back to the waiting area. Caitlyn caught sight of Alex, lifted a hand, and waved. Alex let her guard drop, and she smiled at her friend and waved back. She stood for a long moment and then realized she was attracting attention.

She turned and headed back to her office.

Why the hell did the most interesting man she’d seen in over a decade end up being a murder suspect?

Just her bloody luck.
Mayer, Dale. SEALs of Honor: Books 14-16 . Valley Publishing Ltd. Kindle Locations (2521-2555). Kindle Edition.

Alex has more than one case though, there’s also been a spree of break-ins in military housing. The strange thing, nothing was taken and the occupants had mostly just been scared by the intruder who ran.

Of course the guys won’t leave things totally to the police and Mac calls Alex with theories. The flirting is fun and the chemistry is palpable between these two. Alex just has to clear him, so maybe they can start something more.

Lots of twists and turns, and we see Mason in this one, although Corey is more involved. Breakfasts, lunches and a dinner bring Alex and Mac closer to a relationship that definitely has sizzle.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series!

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Dale Mayer

Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.

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Winds of Texas – The Bellamys of Texas Book 1 by Susan Y. Tanner

Winds Across Texas
The Bellamys of Texas Book 1
Susan Y. Tanner


Held five years in captivity by the Comanche, Katherine Bellamy and the child she brings home are shunned by polite Texas society. Her brother Ford wasn’t a man to settle down—he’d gone away, seeking a life of adventure, trying to forget the girl who waits at home.

When Kate sets out to find Ford and bring him home, she encounters Slade, a mercenary soldier and Texas Ranger who rides the plains, seeking revenge for the deaths of his wife and infant son. Sparks fly whenever the two are together, but Katherine fears that Slade will discover her greatest secret.

As their attraction becomes impossible to deny, Kate wonders—can they build some semblance of a normal life together? Will either of them want to try?


A step back in time, showing the good and yet the bad of the times.

Katherine had been a captive of the Comanche an although she was not the wife of the warrior Wolf Killer, her friend ** was. Since ** had been ill since the birth of her daughter, Katherine became a second mother to the girl. Then the Soldiers came and her life changes dramatically.

She’s been home a while now, and her brother has taken off to parts unknown. Then Slade a Texas Ranger shows up with information, and not what anyone wants to hear, her brother, thinking he’s wanted for murder has taken up with outlaws selling weapons to the Comanche. Hinting that he want’s a family member to help with his search, he leaves without a doubt knowing Katherine will follow.

This is a favorite scene.

Quietly and slowly, Katherine shed her somber homespun gown and put it neatly away. When Katherine was younger Dee had loved to clothe her in brightly dyed materials, but since her return from the Comanche Katherine had preferred quieter hues. The dark shirt and breeches she drew from the clothes chest she had appropriated when Ford had outgrown them. The hat was her own, as was the rifle she removed from pegs over the door.

She took a leather pouch full of shot from a smaller chest which held, also, mementos of her mother and her father. Her hand strayed toward a small portrait before she removed it abruptly.

Her powder horn was full; she had no further excuse for lingering.

Fighting tears and an insidious weakness, she kissed Shea’s silky, cool cheek. It was hard not to take the baby up in her arms once more as she studied the small features. Black lashes lay gently against her soft cheeks, and her lips were parted with quiet, even breathing.

Katherine found it hard, very hard, to force herself to leave her daughter there.

The upper floor, with its three small, cozy rooms, was given access by only one flight of stairs, which led to the kitchen. Dee turned to speak as Katherine descended those stairs, but her words died, forgotten. She stood motionless, staring in sudden, knowing apprehension.

“No, Katherine,” she said when she finally found her voice. “I’ll not have it!”

“And I’ll not leave Ford to the mercies of a man such as Slade. And there is no one else to do it.”

“Doyle,” Dee began determinedly, but Katherine cut her short.

“It won’t do, Aunt Dee. You must see that. Please … please, just listen. Ford would never be with the Comanche to stir them with whiskey to murdering his own kind—nor would he be providing them with the means to do so. And I don’t believe he would ally himself with men who would, unless he had another reason for it. He surely agreed to ride with this Rusk as a way to get to the Comanche. I think Ford must have known that Wolf Killer is a member of Broken Arrow’s band. Ford had to be looking for Wolf Killer.”

Dee’s face was a picture of dismay. “But why? Why, Kate?” Her niece met her gaze inflexibly, and she sighed. “Ah, Katherine, well I know how unhappy you’ve been, but why would Ford believe you would countenance such a thing?” Dread came with realization. “Sweet Lord, no! Kate, you could not mean to take the child back there?”

“Shea is Wolf Killer’s child, Aunt Dee, and I didn’t leave him willingly. You know that.”

“So, you asked Ford …”

“No! No, Aunt Dee, I didn’t. But Ford knows well enough how I feel. That I would never have left Wolf Killer unless forced to it. That I feel outcast by this town—and Shea along with me!”

Dee sank back into a chair, and Katherine was washed with pity, until Dee spoke again.

“And have you forgotten, then, that the Comanche took you by force? That you would never willingly have left us? At least you poor children were allowed to live, not murdered like poor Dave and Anne. How many times I have regretted the day I allowed you to visit the Pearsons and placed you in such horrible danger. The things you suffered because of that … Have you forgotten that day?”

“No!” Katherine cried. “I’ve forgotten none of it. And I’ve not forgotten that it was soldiers who killed little Davey Pearson! Good, decent, white-skinned men of Christianity! Damn them!”

“They didn’t know Davey was a white boy!”

“And that makes it right?” Tears glittered in Katherine’s eyes. “It was right that they slaughtered a sleeping village of women and children and men too old to defend themselves? Comanche or white, Davey was still only eleven years old. Would it really have been right if his skin had been brown? And the babies … Oh God, the beautiful babies. Like Shea. If Shea hadn’t been in my arms …” Her throat ached from holding back sobs.

Dee flinched, grieved at hearing put into words things she had only suspected when Katherine had been returned to her, wounded and suffering in heart and soul. But she didn’t interrupt. In God’s truth, she didn’t know what to say. How hard it must have been for Katherine to keep all of this buried within herself all these months.

“The commanding officer at the fort told me that they were supposed to drive the tribe back; the settlers needed more room. It didn’t matter to him that the land belonged to the Indian. It didn’t matter to him when I told him his men had murdered the helpless and the innocent. They were following orders, he said. I told him about Davey, clubbed from behind. It was regrettable, he said. Regrettable!” She was near hysteria and she knew it. But it had all been held back for too long, released only in terrifying nightmares.

Katherine stopped abruptly, then continued more quietly. “Do you know the soldier who chased me down was going to sling Shea into the creek? I lied to save her. I said she was all white, and he let her live. He let my baby live.” She caught her breath on a sob. “Is it any wonder I ran away from the fort and the soldiers, tried to run back to the band—what was left of it?”

Dee rose stiffly. Katherine’s words might have been physical blows by their effect on her. Methodically, she began to take staples from the open shelves and place them on the table.

Without comment, Katherine stowed them in the saddlebags that hung near the door.

Dee included a skillet and a coffeepot. “Do you have money?”

Katherine nodded. “Enough.”

At the door, they embraced. Reluctantly, Katherine broached one last painful subject.

“Aunt Dee, you know Wolf Killer has never known where to find me. And I never found him after the soldiers took me away. If he comes, with me or alone, it will be because I have sent him—for Shea.” Her look hardened at her aunt’s expression of horror. “She is his child, Aunt Dee, and mine. As much Comanche as white, and at least she will belong to the tribe. She will be accepted.”

“You are going to stay among them, then? Raise your child among savages?”

“I don’t know. I never asked to be taken from the band, but I don’t know if Wolf Killer will want me after so long a time. Or if I will want him. But if it is to be so, you must give Shea up, Aunt Dee. You must.”

“Very well, Katherine.” The words were cold. Reaching up, she slipped a thin chain of gold from her neck. A tiny cross swung gently upon the golden strand. “She is your daughter, but I will not give her up to anyone who cannot show me this.”

Katherine’s face was a mask of pain. “Love her for me, until I come back or …”

“I always have, Kate, and I always will. Just as I have loved you and Ford.”
Tanner, Susan Yawn. Winds Across Texas (The Bellamys of Texas Book 1) (pp. 25-30). Secret Staircase Books, an imprint of Columbine Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

There are many trials and tribulations on the road, and Katherine makes some difficult choices, more than once.

Slade has his own demons and finding Katherine’s brother really doesn’t have much to do with them.

Fast-paced, intriguing, action packed, romantic and so much more will have you turning the pages to see what happens next.

I can’t wait the next book in this family saga.

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Susan Yawn Tanner continues to blend her passion for horses with her passion for writing.

In Trouble in Summer Valley, she introduced readers to the rescue horses of Summer Valley Ranch where they prove their worth in the world of therapeutic riding. In Turning for Trouble, her own rodeo experience brings that rough and tumble world to life. Her third romantic mystery, Trouble in Action, showcases the risky world of stunt riding while giving a glimpse into historical reenactments. Published as Susan Y. Tanner and released by KaliOka Press, these books are part of the Familiar Legacy series written in concert with some very talented authors.

Two of her historical romances, Fire Across Texas and Winds Across Texas, have been rereleased by Secret Staircase Books, an imprint of Columbine Publishing. Soon to follow will be A Warm Southern Christmas, Highland Captive, Captive To A Dream, and Exiled Heart. All were previously published by Leisure Books. Her historical romances will all be rereleased as Susan Yawn Tanner.

Ryder – SEALs of Honor Book 14 By Dale Mayer

SEALs of Honor Book 14
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer


Ryder spent his career defending his nation and helping others… After he lost the one good thing in his life, he spent every waking hour trying to forget…

After a mission goes south and a friend is hurt, Ryder checks in at medical for an update on his condition only to find Caitlyn working there. It doesn’t take long for the same damn feelings to overwhelm him. She’s not his any longer, but maybe they can be friends…

Friendship is the last thing Caitlyn wants, but it’s a start. She screwed up – in a big way – and she’ll do anything to get her best friend back in her life. Even work overseas for a chance to see him. But when the outpost is attacked and medical supplies start to go missing they have something bigger to worry about.

When she’s kidnapped, all bets are off and both Ryder and Caitlyn have to find out what’s really important before they lose it all … and each other.

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Caitlyn made a big mistake not contacting Ryder after a spectacular weekend that ended with his declaring his love for her. She’d walked out but she did so because she was overwhelmed. Now so much time has passed and she’s made another big mistake by getting Mac to take her to a barbeque where she thought she’d be able to talk to him. Instead he left to avoid her.

A military nurse, Caitlyn is once again deployed, she’s also where Ryder and his team are assigned. Although she is in the same camp, running into them isn’t easy with tensions so high in the area.

Mac is injured on a mission and Ryder discovers Caitlyn is on base. Not happy with that but sort of understanding that she wanted to be close to Mac.

When the base is attacked, Caitlyn is injured, but doesn’t realize it until the rush is over. With a concussion and stitches she is sent to rest for twenty-four hours. Ryder some how finds himself watching over her, he couldn’t stay away.

This is a favorite scene before he’s called out again.

It was Devlin who gave him the sagest advice. “Walk forward because it’s right for you. But don’t avoid going back and saying goodbye because you’re scared.”

Startled, Ryder looked at him. “I’m not scared.” What a concept. He figured Devlin might’ve been joshing him. But when he took that serious, hard look straight on, he realized Devlin could see a whole lot deeper than Ryder wanted him to. He shrugged, repeating, “I’m not scared.”

There was silence from all the others.

He protested. “Why would I be? It’s not like she’s in my life anymore.”

“Then go tell her that you’re leaving. We’ll wait here.”

The men literally stopped. He glared at them, shrugged and said, “Fine.”

He walked back the short distance to her quarters and stepped inside. He saw her face light up before she recognized recognized who it was, and she sank back.

Pain punched him in the gut. “Not quite who you were expecting?” he said, trying to mask the bitterness in his tone. “The guys seem to think I should tell you that I’m heading back out in a couple hours, but, from the look on your face, they need not have worried as you don’t care.”

“That’s not fair,” she protested. “I’m happy to see you. But you didn’t look like you wanted to see me. So of course I stopped smiling.”

He snorted, not totally convinced.

She frowned. “How bad is it out there?” She swung her feet around and sat up.

“You’re not returning to work, so it doesn’t matter.” Seeing the lost look on her face, he sighed.

“I still want to know.”

“We’re reinforcing the allies’ numbers until their own men arrive. They took a major hit yesterday.”

“We took a hit at camp. So I’m sure they were hit much harder.” She touched her stitches. “Maybe I should go back out.”

In two steps he was at her side. He grabbed her by her shoulders firmly but gently. “Like hell,” he said, biting off his words. “Stay here and get better. Then go home.”

She stood, thrust her chin up and glared at him. “Like hell,” she repeated his wording. “I’m here to help. I’m not hiding away in my tent if my services are needed elsewhere.”

The two of them, nose to nose, gazes hard against hard, glared at each other until finally she sagged. “But at the moment, I don’t think I’d make it.”

He let his hands fall away. She collapsed back against her bed, pulling the covers against her shoulders. shoulders. “You guys go take off. I don’t need you anyway.”

He frowned, not liking the hurt tone in her voice. “You’ve done well without me. I highly doubt you’ll miss me now.”

She snorted. “Like you know anything.”

He’d already walked several steps away, but, at her words, he turned and looked at her. “Was there something I should know?”

“Would you believe me?”

“If you told me the truth, I would.” He shoved his hands on his hips and glared at her. “I know you were in my bed. We had the best weekend we could possibly have wanted. I told you how I loved you. How I’ve always loved you. Yet you walked away, and you kept on walking. Obviously you didn’t want any more of me or what I had to offer because you never once picked up the phone and called me.” He upped the wattage of his glare. “How’s that for the truth? Or do you have something to add?”

Devlin’s voice called from outside. “Ryder, we’re leaving now. Let’s go.”
Mayer, Dale. SEALs of Honor: Books 14-16 . Valley Publishing Ltd. Kindle Locations (499-526). Kindle Edition.

Caitlyn needs to find a way to explain everything that went through her mind after his declaration of love. However with things heating up in the area, they never seem to get the chance for the privacy needed for that discussion.

I couldn’t put this one down, so much going on and so much pain both emotional and physical. Both wanting more but cautious. I really loved the slow build and the patience Ryder shows.

I am already reading Macklin, as it’s next in this three book collection.

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Dale Mayer

Dale Mayer is a USA Today bestselling author best known for her Psychic Visions and Family Blood Ties series. Her contemporary romances are raw and full of passion and emotion (Second Chances, SKIN), her thrillers will keep you guessing (By Death series), and her romantic comedies will keep you giggling (It’s a Dog’s Life and Charmin Marvin Romantic Comedy series).

She honors the stories that come to her – and some of them are crazy and break all the rules and cross multiple genres!

To go with her fiction, she also writes nonfiction in many different fields with books available on resume writing, companion gardening and the US mortgage system. She has recently published her Career Essentials Series. All her books are available in print and ebook format.

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