The Cowboy Wins A Bride – Cowboys of Chance Creek Book 2 by Cora Seton


The Cowboy Wins A Bride
Cowboys of Chance Creek Book 2
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Cora Seton

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All Jamie Lassiter wants is to marry his best friend’s sister and settle down for the rest of his life in Chance Creek. He’s saved his money, bought into the Cruz Guest Ranch and he’s ready for that wedding, but Claire Cruz is nowhere to be found.

Claire’s too busy leaving Montana behind to care about cowboys or their wedding plans. She’s got plans of her own – a trip around the world. She’ll go as soon as she buys her tickets and she doesn’t care if she ever sees Chance Creek again.

Desperate to change Claire’s mind, Jamie proposes a bet: give him six weeks to convince her to marry him. If he can’t, he’ll pay for her round-the-world tickets himself.

Claire can wait six weeks if it means free tickets and a chance to get a little revenge on a man who once broke her heart. She’s got only one stipulation: Jamie can’t touch or flirt with her – or any other woman – while the bet is on.

Now Jamie’s on the run from a bevy of cowboy-groupie ranch guests, and Claire’s learning she cares about the ranch – and Jamie – more than she dreamed possible.

Maybe it’s time to lose that bet.

As long as Jamie loses it first.

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I love Chance Creek and I’m pretty sure I haven’t been reading the different series in order. I am however trying to catch up on all the books before either a new series starts or another book gets added. I’ve only read the books in the bundle for this series although I own them all. So now I’m going to catch up.

It’s Ethan and Autumn’s Wedding day, and once again Rob has pulled a prank, this time on Claire. Little did he know that Jamie already had plans, just not for today. Although when Jamie finds out Claire’s plans for the money she received from the buy out of her share of the ranch those plans change radically.

This is a favorite scene.

“You figure out yet what you’re going to do with all that money?”

She should have known he’d bring up the cash. When Jamie bought into the ranch, he and Ethan were able to re-mortgage it. That, in turn, allowed them to buy her out. Hence the six-hundred-thousand dollars soon to be deposited in her bank account.

“Yep.”

His eyebrows shot up. “Really? What?”

Surprised you there, didn’t I, cowboy? “I’m closing down Ledstrom Designs and taking off.”

“Taking off? Where are you going?”

He sounded angry, which confused Claire. It wasn’t like he gave a damn where she went. Sure, he flirted with her now and then, and he’d even invited her to celebrate with the rest of the crowd the night he and Ethan became partners. She’d gone along with it, but made sure they were never alone. And she’d made sure to leave in plenty of time to drive back to Billings. She wasn’t going to be another one-night-stand notch on Jamie’s bedpost. “Wherever I choose.” She moved away from him, beginning her count again.

“For how long?”

“A year. Maybe two.” At this rate she’d never figure out if she had enough tables set up for all the wedding guests.

“Damn it! You can’t do that!” Jamie’s fist hit the table and made her jump. When he took her arm and pulled her around to face him she could only stare.

“Why the hell not?” Once she was over her shock, anger flooded her. What was he playing at, scaring her like that? She tried to shrug him off, but he tightened his grip around her bicep. He looked furious, too.

“Because…because you’re marrying me on Labor Day,” he blurted out. He fished around in his jeans pocket and pulled out small, velvet box. Letting go of her arm, he opened it, yanked out a ring, grabbed her hand and shoved it halfway onto her finger before she could react. She tried to pull her hand away as the ring’s setting dug into her skin, but he gripped her wrist with iron fingers and pushed it farther over her knuckle.

“What are you doing? Stop it!” Claire struck out, batting at his arms and chest. She’d had enough of Ethan’s friends’ stupidity today. It was one thing to switch the contents of her moisturizer and leave her a dorky note—she expected that kind of crap from Rob—but for Jamie to play along with the gag and take it to this level? She wouldn’t stand for it.

“No, I won’t stop it,” Jamie growled. “I’ve got everything planned out and you’re not going to screw it up again! You’re not going on any god-damned trip around the world, because you’re going to stay here and become my wife.” He rammed the ring the rest of the way onto her finger, then pulled her close, slid one hand around her waist and kissed her, hard.

When he released her, she rocked back on her heels, too stunned to speak. Clapping from across the lawn alerted her that Ethan, Rob and Cab had witnessed this whole debacle—hell, they were in on it, too, weren’t they? Heat surging into her cheeks, she shoved Jamie as hard as she could, and when that didn’t work, she went to peel the ring off and throw it in his face.

It didn’t budge.

“Shit.” She pulled and tugged, but the ring refused to slide back over her heat-swollen knuckle. “Jamie, I’m going to kill you!”

“You can do anything you want to me after we’re married. Until then you’ll shut up and act happy.”

What had come over him? Normally Jamie was laid back. He might laugh at Rob’s antics, but he didn’t participate in them. He’d picked a hell of a time to start. Outrage filled her until she thought she would burst with it. Of all the tricks he could think of to play on her, this was the cruelest one he could ever dream up. He’d already broken her heart once, but she’d gotten over it. Now he was going to pretend to care for her? Pretend to propose?

“I’ll bet I’ll kick your ass before sundown.”
Seton, Cora. The Cowboy Wins a Bride (Cowboys of Chance Creek, Book 2) (pp. 11-13). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.

There’s a bit more to the bet that’s made and quite a few conditions Claire puts on it.

Fate has plans too, and Claire’s ex shows up with his wife and takes over ‘his’ business, firing her in the process. Now she needs to design the perfect home for Carl Whitfield. It’s a huge contract and will garner the attention Claire needs to start her design business. Oh and a letter found explains their mother’s absences from the ranch, what an interest twist.

All this while living and working with Jamie on the guest ranch. Her conditions aren’t easy ones, first he can’t touch and he can’t flirt with any of the women guests at the ranch.

I’m starting the next book now, I love these Cowboys!

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USA Today and NYT Times bestselling author Cora Seton loves cowboys, country life, gardening, bike-riding, and lazing around with a good book. Mother of four, wife to a computer programmer/eco-farmer, she ditched her California lifestyle nine years ago and moved to a remote logging town in northwestern British Columbia.

Like the characters in her novels, Cora enjoys old-fashioned pursuits and modern technology, spending mornings transforming a one-acre lot into a paradise of orchards, berry bushes and market gardens, and afternoons writing the latest Chance Creek romance novel on her iPad mini.


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Saving Magnolia – Brotherhood Protectors World: Saving Book 2 By Jen Talty


Saving Magnolia
Brotherhood Protectors World: Saving Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Jen Talty

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Dewey Stone spent seventeen years serving his country and more than ten of them as a fighter pilot with a death wish. He constantly searched for that one adrenaline rush that would make all others pale in comparison.

He found it the day his Super Hornet stalled and subsequently spun out of control and crash landed in the Mediterranean Sea.

But Dewey hasn’t quite been the same and for the last two years, he’s focused finding his new normal and for the first time in his life, relaxing and maybe even finding the right woman to settle down with.

Magnolia Clarke had been dealt a crappy hand since the day she’d been born. She did her best with what she had. Her sole goal in life was to make sure she didn’t end up like her parents.

Dead or in prison.

However, when someone from her past shows up in her tattoo parlor with threatening her demise if she doesn’t do something for her incarcerated mother, Magnolia believes she has no choice, but to run. Having no other options, she turns to Dewey and the Brotherhood Protectors for help. Dewey will save her from her mother…

And he’ll steal her heart.

Magnolia has a successful tattoo shop and she’s been very happy here in the foothills of the Crazy Mountains. Now she fears she has to leave, a man sent a picture of her mother’s crew tattoo and asked for an appointment. She put him off but an employee found the room. The events following the completion of the design make her fear for her life.

This is a favorite scene.

Slowly, she slipped her hand into her pocket.

He shook his head, making a clucking noise. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. My gun is bigger, more powerful, but I won’t shoot to kill, and neither will the two men outside. Nope. They will enjoy you first, and then they will toss you at the mercy of your mother.”

“You have me mistaken for someone else,” she said behind a tight jaw. She had been damned no matter how she’d played her cards. If she’d continued to tell him no, he probably would have kidnapped her or killed her.

And since she’d inked him for her mother, they believed they had some control over her, and they did, to a certain extent.

Calvin laughed. “No, Magnolia. I know exactly who you are, and your mother and I are excited to have you on the team.”

She shook her head. Her vision blurred. Her chest tightened. This couldn’t be happening. No fucking way was she going back to inking her mother’s crew.

No.

Fucking.

Way.

She would die first.

She pressed her hands flat on the counter. “You tell my mother she can go fuck herself.”

“Not the right answer.”

“How the hell is she managing all this from behind bars?”

“Oh. You haven’t heard, have you?”

No. No. No. Please don’t say her mother was getting out of prison.

“Heard what?”

“New evidence has been entered into the court regarding your father’s death, proving your mother didn’t murder him, and she’s going to be released in a few months since she’s paid her debt to society for her other crimes.”

Suddenly it became difficult to fill her lungs. Magnolia had suspected her mother hadn’t murdered her father. Well, not with her own two hands.

Her mother didn’t have the stomach to kill, but she had no problem hiring someone to do it. So when Joey, ‘the bat’ Bronco, a man her mother used often, was arrested for her fathers premature departure from life, Magnolia knew without a doubt, her mother was guilty as the sky was blue.

“They already picked up Joey and he confessed. Unfortunately, He had a lot of enemies and he didn’t last more than ten days in jail. He took a shiv in the heart while exercising in the yard.”

Magnolia hadn’t heard that name in years. Letting him get away with murder was a small price to pay in order to make sure her mother never saw the light of day. “What exactly did he confess to? And did he say who hired him if it wasn’t my mother?” When the story broke, curiosity had gotten the better of Magnolia and she found herself reaching out to an old friend who told her that it had been rumored that her mother’s boyfriend, some dude by the name of Big Cal, took out the hit on her father, but it had never been proven. Since the weapon had been Flower’s and her prints had been all over the gun, there was enough evidence to convince a jury.

“Some guy that was sleeping with your mother.” He winked.

“Was that guy named Big Cal?”

“Could have been,” he said.

She shivered. “You’re Big Cal.”

“I’m impressed,” he said with a beaming smile. He had some seriously white teeth. So bright she found herself squinting as she stared at them.

“Why are you just now getting my mom’s tattoo?”

“Timing. It’s all about timing,” he said. “So, if you know what’s good for you, which I’m sure you do, you’ll take good care of our friends as we send them to you. That’s all we want. Nothing more. Nothing less. Do that, and we’ll all get along just fine.”

“It’s a long way from Charleston, South Carolina, just to get a fucking tattoo.”

Calvin lifted his baseball cap off the coatrack and sauntered toward the main door. He gripped the handle with his massive hand. “When your mother gets her walking papers, we’re relocating.”

As soon as he was outside, she raced across the room and locked the door. Leaning against the wood, she slid to the floor and clutched her chest. Her mother wouldn’t be satisfied with Magnolia simply inking her crew. No. Her mother wanted more.

But what?

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop!

She dropped to her stomach and crawled across the uneven wood planks, hiding behind the counter while the roar of gunfire echoed all around her.

Her mother didn’t want more.

Her mother wanted her dead.

She found her phone and dialed 9-1-1.

A few more shots pelted the building before the store went eerily quiet. The smell of bitter smoke filled the air. Her mother would require proof of death. She pulled out her weapon, inched to the right, and aimed for the front of the store.

Well, if Big Cal walked back through those doors, the only proof mommy dearest would get was that her boyfriend was a dumbfuck. He should have killed her while he was standing in the shop instead of trying to make it look like some random whatever.

The sound of an engine revving made the hair on the back of her neck stand up on end.

“9-1-1. What’s your emergency?”

“This is Magnolia Clarke. I’m at Mags Tattoo Parlor just outside of town. Shots were fired at my—”

“Yes. Someone called that in already. Where are you?”

“Inside. But it seems to have stopped.”

“Stay right where you are. Help is less than five minutes away.”

The door rattled.

She squeezed the trigger. She’d never killed anyone, and she didn’t know if she could, but she didn’t want to die today. Not at the hands of anyone connected to the bitch that birthed her. She blinked. Perspiration beaded across her forehead.

A boot stepped onto the floor.

Holding her breath, she kept her gaze glued to a bronzed belt buckle as a tall familiar man entered the lobby with a weapon drawn. “Whoa, Magnolia. Put that thing down. It’s me. Dewey.”

She dropped the gun and let out a gasp, cupping her cheeks, hoping she didn’t start bawling like a baby, especially in front of Dewey Stone.

He knelt by her side, tipping her chin up with his thumb and forefinger. He’d pushed his shades on top of his head, which had taken some of his thick, sandy-brown hair with them. He had this scruffy, sexy hair style that looked like he hadn’t bothered even running a comb through it, only she suspected he spent hours on it. He had piecing blue eyes that captured her attention. She couldn’t turn away if she tried.

“Are you okay?” He patted down her arms, adjusting her smock, smoothing his hands over her jeans, down her thighs, even across her calves. “Did you get hit?”

She shook her head. “I don’t think so. I heard a car.” She wasn’t sure what she should say to Dewey, if anything at all. She needed to empty her bank accounts, sell what she could, and leave by the end of the week.

Fuck.

She needed to sneak out in the middle of the night, when no one was looking, especially Big Cal.

“Maddog and I saw some guy jump in a sedan and race out of here like a bat out of hell. Any idea who was shooting at you and why?”

“No,” she said quickly.
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You know that Dewey and the Brotherhood Protectors aren’t going to let her run, they’re going to figure everything out and make sure she can live her life free of her mother and all the leftover minions.

Fast-paced, action-packed with plenty of suspense and sizzling heat.

I haven’t read the other books connected to this world by Jen but somehow they just found their way to my kindle.

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Welcome to my World! I’m a USA Today Bestseller of Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance, and Paranormal Romance.

I first started writing while carting my kids to one hockey rink after the other, averaging 170 games per year between 3 kids in 2 countries and 5 states. My first book, IN TWO WEEKS was originally published in 2007. In 2010 I helped form a publishing company (Cool Gus Publishing) with NY Times Bestselling Author Bob Mayer where I ran the technical side of the business through 2016.

I’m currently enjoying the next phase of my life…the empty NESTER! My husband and I spend our winters in Jupiter, Florida and our summers in Rochester, NY. We have three amazing children who have all gone off to carve out their places in the world, while I continue to craft stories that I hope will make you readers feel good and put a smile on your face.


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Cat’s Claus – Broken Protocols Book 4 By Dale Mayer


Cat’s Claus
Broken Protocols Book 4
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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Charmin Marvin is always thinking, always talking, always learning, always looking for interesting new distractions. After the talking, mega-intelligence enhanced feline inquires when Christmas Day would be in their new timeframe, it sets in motion events that might not make everyone so holly or jolly.

Charmin’s mistress, Lani Blackburn, realizes that although she’s gained so much, she’s also lost some things she loved in being brought forward two hundred years in the future by her husband Levi’s slightly abnormal, genius brother Milo.

All holidays were banned from society by the government long ago. Though he hates to deny his beloved anything, Levi has no idea what Christmas is until he does a little research that makes him wonder if they can find a way to return the festive miracle to their small family, if nowhere else.

The best of intentions for a wondrous celebration of peace on Earth and goodwill toward mankind quickly becomes very complicated in world that doesn’t always know the sentiment, let alone the Christmas spirit…

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Charming wants to know when Christmas is, unfortunately holidays are something that have been made illegal and totally erases here in the twenty third century. Lani misses the holidays too, so she starts researching decorations on the old computer she’s using to get up to speed on things in this life. Of course this sets off all sorts of alarms and flags. She wants to do this not only for herself and Charming but also add something special to her life with Liev.

Then of course we have Charming, he’s such a little instigator. It was truly amusing to watch an exchange between Lani and him over cans of salmon.

This is a favorite scene.

Liev raced home, an hour late and fed up. But he knew Lani and Charming needed dinner, and they were a long way from being self-sufficient. Besides, caring for Lani was one of the highlights of his day. He hoped he didn’t have to be physically at work too many more times, but the messes accumulated if he didn’t show up.

The kitchen was buzzing when he walked in. He stopped in shock. All three were in the kitchen. And, if his eyes didn’t deceive him, he was pretty sure they were … cooking? Interesting way to act on a holiday. Then again, it’s when people often had time to try a new hobby. It also appeared that Milo had shifted the kitchen to mimic theirs at home. It was easy enough to do. And if he’d locked it in, then they could access their kitchen contents from here by opening a cupboard and reaching for the item they wanted. It also meant they could send their new purchases bought while on holiday in their house from here. Made traveling so much easier.

That would likely blow Lani’s mind.

A little hard to tell as Milo was trying to show Lani the just-add-water food, and the look on her face would have made Liev fall in love with her if he wasn’t already. She looked like she was about to upchuck. She shuddered and turned away. “There’s food in the fridge. We can make sandwiches, if nothing else.”

“Why bother? That’s just as bad for you as this instant stuff. You should just have shakes and be done with it. I’m not hungry. I haven’t been hungry in hours.”

Liev didn’t let anyone know he was here. He was too fascinated at this unique view of the family dynamics in his absence.

Milo brought other boxes of brightly colored instant food out of the cupboard. “You know this stuff was good enough for Liev before you came. Why isn’t it good enough for you?”

Liev followed Lani’s and the cat’s movements. When Lani almost crawled into the fridge, looking for something edible, the sight of her delightful rear end pleased Liev immensely. Then Charming sidled closer to the fridge, and, in a loud whisper directed at Lani, said, “Don’t listen to him. Anything that comes in a box can’t be good.”

She backed up slowly, her arms full, her hair flying everywhere as she tried to maneuver out of the cooler. “Don’t worry, Charming. I won’t be eating that stuff. Now you, on the other hand …”

“Ha.” Charming turned, rose up on his hind legs, and batted a cupboard above his head. The almost-impossible-to-see door opened, revealing stacks of canned cat food. “I’m stocked up.”

“Wow. It that all just for you?”

Lani tried to peer into the cupboard, but Charming stood in front, his front legs outstretched and his head moving to stay in her face so she couldn’t see. “Yes. It’s all mine.

Just in case the end of the world comes.”

She giggled. “Charming, at the rate you eat, these won’t last you one week.”

He glanced at the cupboard fearfully. “Really?” And Lani snatched a couple cans while he wasn’t looking.

“Hey, those are mine.”

“They are canned salmon. Not cat food. Canned salmon—people food.” She read the label off to him and then held it up, so he could read it himself. Something he was incredibly proficient at.

“Hey, I ordered that for me.”

She stopped and stared, but Liev noticed she didn’t put the cans back. “You know how to order stuff?”

It was his turn to stare. “Hell yeah.”

“Don’t swear,” she said absentmindedly. “Can you show me how?”

A crafty look came over his face. “If you put the cans back.”

She hesitated, obviously torn, and Liev understood something he’d missed up until now. Although her needs had all been met, she hadn’t had much choice. She hadn’t been able to peruse the shops and order something she wanted. Hell, he’d designed her clothing for her at home and hadn’t even considered there might be something else she’d like for herself.

He couldn’t remember even asking. He’d been so wrapped up in taking care of her that he’d forgotten to ask what she wanted.

That was something he’d fix. But, for the moment, he wouldn’t do anything to disturb this comic relief playing out in front of him. It was exactly what he needed at the end of a shitty day.
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Some interesting conversations with Steven their friend in government who is now sorting out the corruption discovered in the Council. Charming’s next order of Salmon, Lani’s gift for Liev, Milo’s research and Liev finding a way for Christmas, all make for a delightful tale.

There are some tense moments that came as a bit of a surprise. However, they add just the right amount of suspense to the story.

I’m sorry this series ended, I think I’d like more of these characters.

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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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Jace’s Jewel – Heroes for Hire Book 12 by Dale Mayer


Jace’s Jewel
Heroes for Hire Book 12
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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When several members of a search and rescue team die in an accident, followed by several more team members who are murdered, Jace is ordered to sort it out.

Working for a large insurance company had always been great for Emily, until she is handed several files all from the same family. Men she knew… intimately. Afraid there is too much going on in the background she contacts Legendary Securities for help.

As the investigation develops, more bodies turn up, along with jealousy, greed and insurance payouts that just maybe shouldn’t have been paid.

She pairs up with the sexy Jace as they delve into the twisted and personal cases and race to stop another murder from taking place right in front of them…

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A phone call from Merk’s brother Terkel, who has some interesting psychic abilities gives the team a bit of a heads up regarding some deaths within TxSAR. Four cousins two in the line of duty, two under suspicious circumstance. A call from first TxSAR then a visit from a woman with the insurance company holding their policies guarantees this investigation.

Emily is the investigator for the insurance company, she also has history with the people who are dead. Her boss is overlooking the fact she knows the people involved and allows for the hiring of the independent investigators. Little do they know that no stone is going to be left unturned.

This is a favorite scene where Emily realizes how thorough these guys are.

“It is my priority,” she said calmly. “But it’s not as simple as typing the name into the database. These names are not necessarily the names on the policies. People marry, get divorced. They change their names. … Nobody ever thinks to update an insurance policy.”

Jace sat back with a surprised look on his face. “That makes sense.”

“Like a painting, we need to have a paper trail to follow,” she said. “It has to be legal. They have to prove they are who they say they are before we write a check.”

“Will that paper trail be in the archives?” Logan asked.

She glanced at him. “It’s likely to be in the notes. But, if some of these records go back twenty years, … we didn’t have digital records back then. We’ll find scanned documents and old paper documents with notes written as well as they could’ve been. But there could be gaps in the information. I will do what I can. Also I promised Ice that I would look for other family members. It would be helpful if we knew from the family themselves who might have an insurance policy because I represent only one of many insurance companies. It would make sense to think that some would have insurance policies with other companies.”

“And yet, if they didn’t, then that would be another line to tug because then the insurance company would also be a common denominator.”

“That’s possible. I don’t think it’s very likely. Insurance companies are very competitive. So there are many reasons for somebody to come to our company versus another one.”

“Unless someone in the family either worked in the company or knew somebody who did—other than you.” Jace leaned forward, his fingers tapping the table. “We need a list of past employees, particularly fired or disgruntled ones who could have accessed the policies.”

She winced. “And that could be a whole lot harder to find.”

Jace gave her a flat stare. “Why is that?”

“Because that information is confidential and might need a warrant,” she reminded him gently. “I’ll help you as much as I can within the parameters I’m allowed. And I know Wilson will be on board to go right to the edge, but I don’t know if the employee list is included in that or not.” When Jace opened his mouth to protest, she held up her hand. “I will check it out and do what I can. When I know something, I’ll pass it on to you. But, if you got a warrant, that would be much better.”

Jace narrowed his gaze and settled back in his chair. “And we might have to, but that will be a last resort. But the faster we get information, the faster this will go.”

“I need more hands,” she muttered.

“While we can get the information on our own, I presume you don’t want us hacking into your system,” Logan said with a big grin.

Her gaze flew to him in horror. “Please don’t do that. Please don’t even suggest something like that, even as a joke.”

“Why?” Jace asked sharply. “Has the company been hacked?”

She picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. “Before I started working here, some of our files were hacked. To this day, we’re not exactly sure what was accessed. Obviously our security is much stronger now. But, at the time, nobody understood how far into our database a hacker could go.”

Logan whistled low and hard. “Wow. That completely opens up the suspect list.”

“Why?”

“Because now there are a lot of people who would’ve known who had policies and would also have the personal information as to who was related and who were the beneficiaries. This may have nothing to do with the individual family members,” Jace said. “It could very well be the hackers found several policy holders within the one family and just rolled a dice to choose the next victim.”

“Or they played that long game that Jace and I were talking about, and they have an end result,” Logan said.

Jace nodded. “This is a very interesting element.” He picked up his phone and said, “I’ll send Levi and Detective Dickerson a note about this.”

She reached across and covered his hand with hers. “Please try to keep this confidential. If any of this gets out to the public, the insurance company will face a horrific backlash.”

He studied her face for a long moment, then nodded. “I will do what I can. But this is not information we can hide, not when four people have potentially been murdered for their policies. Someone had to know they had the policies.”

Logan leaned forward and tapped her notepad. “And that means we need to know every policy handed out that the hackers accessed.”

She stared at him in horror. “Do you understand how many thousands of names that is?” She shook her head. “I can get through all this stuff, but you’re asking for weeks’ worth of work. And that’s only if the company approves this. Which I highly doubt. We need more justification for that amount of work.”

Logan sat back and drummed the tabletop. “Let’s start with everyone within Austin and the surrounding areas.”

She glanced at him.

“Any way to narrow those fields down by profession or as TxSAR members?” Jace asked, turning to Emily.

She shook her head. “Not really. Sometimes forty years go by since the first policy was taken out, and people don’t update the information when they marry or divorce. Sometimes people even forget about their policies.”

“Let’s think about this specifically so we can shorten the list.”

“What we need is the names of beneficiaries, their addresses …” Logan said, staring off into space. “But then we also need the sex and potentially the rest of that person’s family tree. What if we create a program to do that?”

“If we had the list of names, then, yes.”

Jace glanced at Emily. “You can get the list of names and any of the database information that comes with it, such as the address, sex, age, and the beneficiary. Then maybe we’ll take all that information and sort it into something a little more usable.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “I have to get permission. This is confidential information.”

“It’s all confidential information. But the fact is, somebody’s already had access to it. So we’re years behind them. They’ve had that long to make plans.”

She tossed down her pen and raised both hands in surrender. “But this is all conjecture,” she exclaimed. “We don’t even know that Ronnie and Howard’s deaths were anything but an accident.”

“That’s true. But we do know about Lyle Cowichan and Richard Manton.”

She pointed a finger at him and shook it. “Those two are for the police to sort out. And we have no way of knowing who might have killed them. Even assuming Sicily knows about the life insurance—and one million dollars is hard to walk away from—thinking about something is a very different thing than doing something concrete about it. Now if she had someone to help …”

“Particularly when she already has the weapon, her ex-boyfriend.”

“But we don’t know that,” she reminded him, yet vividly remembered the guy standing by the white SUV kissing Sicily in her driveway. Should she tell them now about that? She was an investigator and knew all possibilities should be considered. Would telling them about Sicily bring too much attention on her? God knew Emily had no reason to protect Sicily. But Emily’s job was to do right by the people who bought these policies to take care of their loved ones afterward. “I understand we have to follow all these trails, but it’ll take time.”

“And we’re here,” Logan said, “to make sure that the time happens a whole lot faster than if you were left to your own devices. So get permission from your boss or from his bosses or whoever to get the list of names from all payouts before the breach and the security was boosted. You can do that without showing us the results. Then do a search of those names related to the four cousins’ families. Also check Ice’s list of TxSAR members killed. Depending on what you find—if you find anything—then we can see what the next step is. Obviously we need this kept aboveboard so the evidence doesn’t get thrown out in court.”

She sank back in her chair, holding her cup of coffee close to her chest as she studied the men. She didn’t have any reason to argue, but it was a ton of work, and, maybe more than anything, she was scared. Scared of what they might find. “This could get really ugly,” she said weakly.
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Nothing is straight forward, and there are many twists and turns to this tale. Not helping is the reluctance of Emily’s boss Wilson to push for the main offices cooperation.

I love the way Jace and Logan interrogate the TxSAR people and manage to get information these people don’t know they have. All while cooperating with the local law enforcement in the investigation of the two that were suspicious. The slow but steady build of the relationship between Jace and Emily is perfect in every way.

Love the suspense, the intrigue, the emotion and the ending I didn’t see coming.

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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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Riled – The Invincibles Book 4 By Heather Slade


Riled
The Invincibles Book 4
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Heather Slade

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He’s determined to protect her.
She’s determined to tempt him.
Together, things get RILED up.

RILE

It’s a job,
Only a job.
I’m doing a favor for the Queen,
But watching over this young, sexy, and incorrigible woman is frustrating,
As she parades around half-naked without a care in the world.

My mind and body won’t agree.
But when her life is threatened,
My sixth sense kicks in.
Saving her is my only mission.
But everything about her has me all RILED up.

KENSINGTON

Suffocating,
I’m nearly drowning in this life I’m trapped in.

But when he comes in to watch over me,
Things are definitely looking up.
He’s sexy and rugged as Hell.
Tempting him becomes my favorite hobby.

Something’s holding him back,
Something haunts him, or is it someone?
I’m determined to help him get rid of his pain,
Let go of his demons.

After all, this man’s got me all RILED up.

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Cortez ‘Rile’ DeLéon has a very interesting background and I’m not talking about his time with SIS. This story opens with a very interesting conversation with Rile and the Queen of England who happens to be his second cousin once removed. She wants his help to find Kensington her great-great niece. It needs to be done under the table to avoid any unnecessary press.

Rile gets in touch with Grinder who is still in London and the two of them begin their search for Kensington. Apparently she’s been keeping company with Konstantine von Habsburg, heir to the former Austro-Hungarian throne and she was last sighted in Budapest.

After extracting her from the clutches of Konstantine, arrangements are made for her to her mother Kiki’s home in America. Unfortunately it isn’t long before Kensington hears a conversation between her mother and Konstantine. In a panic she calls Cortez and arrangements are made to get her out of there. Arrangements that have her meeting up with one of her best friends Teagan ‘Angel’ Evans who is now part of her security. As they begin the journey back to England, plans change a word reaches them of an attempt on Konstantine’s cousin Otto’s life.

This is a favorite scene.

The reports out of Budapest were sketchy. Some said Otto von Habsburg was dead, others said he was still alive, but on life support. No one was reporting what had happened that left him in either state.

“When did this occur?” I asked Decker, who had been the one to alert me.

“Sometime yesterday.”

“Do the authorities have any leads?”

“Only that they believe he knew his assailant.”

My every instinct told me Konstantine had something to do with his cousin’s attack, but what would his motive be?

“Where are you now?” Decker asked.

“Teterboro Airport, about to leave for London. Teagon Evans and Kensington Whitby are traveling with me.”

“Angel?”

“That’s right.”

“I remember reading in the brief they were friends.”

“I’ve made arrangements with Z for Angel to cover Kensington’s detail indefinitely.”

“In London?”

“Yes.”

He didn’t respond.

“Do you have another suggestion?”

“Somewhere more remote.”

“You can’t be suggesting…”

“She’d be safer there, Rile.”

Once on the plane, I excused myself to the stateroom to give Kensington and Angel privacy to talk. Or that’s what I told myself.

When I heard the chime indicating we were at cruising altitude, I pulled out the bunk and stretched out on my back. With my hands behind my head, I stared at the ceiling above me, wondering if bringing someone under my protection into my home was a mistake. It certainly wasn’t wise.

I’d just let my eyes drift closed when I heard a knock at the door. “Come in.”

Kensington stuck her head in. “Hi.”

I sat up. “Hi.”

“The co-pilot came out a few minutes ago and said we were on our way to Spain, not England.”

“That’s right.”

“Why?” I motioned for her to come closer, and she sat beside me.

“Angel informed you of the attack on Otto von Habsburg?”

“Yes.”

“Where we’re going affords more… security.”

“Where are we going, Cortez?”

“To my home on the island of Mallorca.”

She turned her head away. “I feel like such a bother.”

I reached out and put my fingertips on her chin. “Look at me, Kensington.” Staring into her amber eyes, I was transfixed. I longed to touch her lips with mine, but I couldn’t let myself.

“Your safety is all that matters.”

“Who are you protecting me from? Konstantine? I know it was stupid of me to go to Budapest with him. I would never put myself in a position of being alone with him again. It’s why I couldn’t stay at Kiki’s.”

“And what if he comes to you in London?”

“Security would keep him away.”

“Would they?”

“Of course. It’s what they do.”

“Would you feel comfortable leaving your home? Going to the market? Out for dinner or to the pub?”

Her eyes bored into mine, questioning. “How long will this last?”

“Until we have a better understanding of what Konstantine is up to.”

“I should let you get some rest.”

“Kensington.”

She smiled. “Yes?”

“I wish I were younger.”

“I don’t.” She kissed my cheek, stood, and walked out.
Heather Slade. Riled (Kindle Locations 741-773). The Invincibles Book Four.

This is the beginning of a very interesting romance. Being on Mallorca opens the door to some facts about Cortez that few know and Kensington discovers she wants a lot more than security from him.

Full of twists, turns, suspense, intrigue and sizzling heat, I couldn’t put this book down.

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My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.


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Rocky Ground – Crimson Point Book 4 By Kaylea Cross


Rocky Ground
Crimson Point Book 4
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Kaylea Cross

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She’s been hurt too many times…

Single mom Tiana Fitzgerald has sworn off all romantic relationships to protect herself and her daughter. Her track record is disastrous and she’s done getting hurt. But a certain sexy Scotsman in Crimson Point has other ideas, and somehow manages to sneak past her defenses at every turn. As the hits keep coming and her life implodes, she begins to see he’s unlike any man she’s ever known. Now he’s become the greatest threat to her heart, because there’s no possible future for them. Not when he’s leaving the country in a few weeks. And when her worst fears are realized, she must risk everything by placing her trust in in his hands.

He’s determined to capture her heart.

Scotsman Aidan MacIntyre never saw the fiery, beautiful Tiana coming. The prickly redhead has gotten under his skin as badly as he wants to get under hers. But she’s determined to keep walls between them. Luckily the former Royal Marine doesn’t know how to give up. Someone from her past wants to hurt her, but Aidan will stand between her and any threat. He’ll stop at nothing to protect her and the little girl who have completely stolen his heart—and fight for them to have a future together.

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Aiden really loves his job here with Beckett, unfortunately his work visa is expiring and it doesn’t look like he’ll be able to get it renewed. This is especially disturbing since he wants to stay and he wants a chance to be more than a friend to Tiana.

Tiana is very protective of Ella more so than ever since the truth of her ex Brian has come to light. In this book she has another problem, Ella’s father, Evan, the musician who left them high and dry now wants his parental rights. By paying back child support he will also be able to meet Ella. We get to meet Lizzie, Tiana’s aunt who is quite the character. She gives us plenty of insight into their lives. Tiana also has a meeting with Evan prior to the visitation which will supervised by a court advocate. The meeting went well but it would still be Ella’s decision.

This is a favorite scene after that meeting.

On the drive home she geared up for the conversation she had to have with her daughter that night. There’d been no word yet from Brian’s lawyer about whether he was going to take the plea bargain or not. And if Ella didn’t object, she would meet with her father on Saturday morning with a court liaison present.

If she wanted no part of it—and if she was honest, part of Tiana still didn’t want the meeting to happen—then Tiana would cancel and let the lawyers work it out, while Ella talked to a judge.

A rainbow stretched across the cloud-strewn sky above the rolling ocean as she came into Crimson Point. More people were out enjoying the break in the weather, walking along the damp sand with their children or dogs. A few kites fluttered in the sky over the beach and birds zipped down to the water.

Beckett and Sierra’s heritage Victorian home looked like something out of a magazine as she pulled up, the sunlight glinting off the windows in the multicolor-painted turret and the carefully tended garden bursting to life in vivid shades of green and chartreuse.

Her mood dimmed a little when she saw Aidan’s SUV parked behind Beckett’s truck in the driveway, a fresh anxiety creeping in. While she didn’t dread seeing him exactly, the thought of apologizing to his face for the suspicious and borderline hostile way she’d treated him almost made her break out in hives.

She drove home, parked in her driveway and walked back up the lane. The side door was unlocked but she tapped on the wooden frame of the screen door on the side porch before entering. Voices carried from the kitchen so she slipped off her shoes and headed through the cozy living room toward it.

She found Beckett and Sierra in the kitchen mixing up what had to be kitten formula.

They looked up when she neared the kitchen doorway. “Hey,” Sierra said in a hushed tone, a tired smile on her face. “Ella’s in the laundry room with Lizzie and Aidan. Poor mama cat was hit by a car last night. She left seven kittens behind, so it’s all hands on deck right now.”

Aww. “I have it on good authority that Ella’s in her element. I’ll see if I can lend a hand.”

“Sure. There are extra syringes and formula back there. They’ll show you what to do.”

Ella’s whispered chatter reached her when she neared the laundry room door. She popped her head inside to find Lizzie feeding her own kitten, and Ella…

Her heart tripped over itself when she took in the sight before her. Aidan held a tiny black and white kitten to his broad chest, cradling it there in his big hand while Ella carefully fed it with a syringe, a studious frown on her face. The half-smile on Aidan’s as he oversaw the operation was so full of easy affection it made her insides flutter.

No. No fluttering.

But could anyone blame her? Seeing such a big, powerful man cradling the helpless little thing against his broad chest made her smile. If more men knew how much women melted at the sight of a guy taking care of an animal, the shelters would never be short of male volunteers.

“Hi, you’re just in time,” Lizzie said.

Ella and Aidan looked over, a big smile breaking over her daughter’s face. “We’re feeding feeding kittens!”

“I see that.” She met Aidan’s gaze, suffering another flutter at the pure male interest and appreciation in his expression. Seeing a good-looking man holding a kitten was adorable. Seeing Aidan cuddling one to his well-muscled chest to assist her daughter was something far more visceral.

She pushed aside the tingle of alarm that thought brought and smiled at them. “They’re so tiny.”

“They’re hungry wee things, but haven’t quite got the hang of the syringes yet,” he said, the lilting cadence of that sexy Scottish burr rolling over her like an invisible caress. Best accent ever.

“Can I help?” she asked, willing her heart to resume its normal rhythm. He exerted a magnetic force on her even while she wanted to pull away.

“Sure, there are two more over there with Walter,” Ella told her, nodding toward the corner before going back to feeding her kitten.

Tiana looked over and barely held in a laugh. Walter was lying flat on the rug in the corner, looking like someone had let the air out of him. His ears and tongue were spread out along the rug, one tiny black kitten burrowed into the side of his neck and an orange one trying to crawl up his head. He stayed perfectly still, only his eyes moving to look up at her.

Save me, his expression said, yet he didn’t move a muscle.

“Awww.” She grinned and pulled out her phone to take a picture before kneeling down to pet him. “You are such a good boy, Walter,” she whispered, stroking his back gently. She got a slight tail thump for her efforts.

“He’s so good with the kittens,” Ella said behind her. “It’s like he knows they need him.

He just lies there and lets them crawl all over him. Bravo Zulu, Walter.”

“Bravo what?”

“It means well done. It’s a Navy term,” she explained with a casual shrug.

Tiana looked at Aidan, who was fighting a smile. “Your influence, I’m guessing?”

His eyes sparkled. “Aye. Your wee lass catches on quick.”

Okay, it was pretty damn cute. “Walter appears to be the perfect foster dad. They must miss their mama terribly.” Why was life so damn mean sometimes?

“I know, it’s so sad. But they’ll be okay, because we’ll look after them.”

Tiana shared a smile with Lizzie over the “we” comment and snuck some pictures of Ella while she worked. She may even have included Aidan in one or two of the shots as well. So she could send them to Lizzie after.

Riiiight. Like you’re going to delete them after?

She cleared her throat, unwilling to examine her motives. “Which one should I feed first?”

“Either of them.”

“Okay.” She bent and scooped up the orange one trying to summit Walter’s head. “Are you hungry, little man? Let’s fix that.” She got her own syringe and filled it with formula, then sat on the bench next to Lizzie and began feeding him, drop by drop. Most of it dribbled down his chin but some of it went down, and his tiny little mewls tore at her insides.

“Aren’t they adorable, Mama?” Ella said.

Oh yeah, she knew exactly where this was going.
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You know of course things never go totally smooth, right? Aiden has a meeting with his lawyer and Tiana has one with hers since they are both in the same place they travel to Portland together. Ella is dropped off to a friend’s home for a long anticipated birthday party/sleep over.

Neither meeting was what they expected and to top things off an earthquake hits while they’re in the elevator leaving. Did I mention all hell breaks loose?

Plenty of interesting events as Aiden and Tiana make their way home. Tense moments, added suspense and a whole lot of romance and tears.

I think this was my favorite of this series, well at least until I read the latest.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kaylea Cross writes edge-of-your-seat military romantic suspense. Her work has won many awards and has been nominated for both the Daphne du Maurier and the National Readers’ Choice Awards. A Registered Massage Therapist by trade, Kaylea is also an avid gardener, artist, Civil War buff, Special Ops aficionado, belly dance enthusiast and former nationally-carded softball pitcher. She lives in Vancouver, BC with her husband and family.

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Tara’s Warriors – Bondmates Book 5 by Ann Mayburn


Tara’s Warriors
Bondmates Book 5
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Ann Mayburn

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There are only two things in this world Tara trusts, her red lipstick and her family. Neither have ever let her down in a world full of betrayals and loss. But now her soldier daughter Lacey is missing, having vanished during a humanitarian mission with the Army overseas, and Tara is doing everything she can to find her. She just never expected the answers to her daughter’s disappearance could only be found in another galaxy.

Kadothian Warriors Karwin and Phiniar have been waiting their entire lives to find their bondmate, the one woman in the entire Universe they are destined to love. The lush and profitable Territory they hold on Kadothia for their future bride is under threat, coveted by a greedy Kadothian Matriarch who will stop at nothing to possess it. But when they finally locate their promised bride they quickly realize winning Tara’s heart will be no easy task. They have to break through a lifetime of mistrust and hurt, to convince Tara to take a chance on a love she never imagined existed, and secretly believes she doesn’t deserve.

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Tara and her granddaughter Jillian are at the campground of the annual Renaissance Faire when the wave of EMF hits. It was a frightening turn of events as some panic ensues, but there are police and EMTs on the scene so it settled down quickly as they waited for more information. Eventually they were back at home and Tara was busy at the truck stop diner she owned with her aunt and uncle.

If you follow this series you know that the men are aliens from the Bel taine galaxy and before they can search for their mate there are qualifying conditions. First is a blood brother and in the beginning of this book we see how Karwin and Phin meet and bond. They also decide on the territory they will have for their matriarch to rule once they find her and she accepts the bonding with them.

The first time seeing Tara, Karwin royally messes up with her. He looks so very young that when he asks her on a date, he is rejected because of the seeming age difference. It’s Jaz who intervenes and makes it possible for them to try again.

This is a favorite scene.

For three long beats of her heart, she stared at them, unable to cope with their overwhelming presence.

“Pardon me, are you Tara?” the man with the long salt and pepper braid asked. He spoke in a deep, thrilling voice, heavy with a thick, but somehow familiar, accent she couldn’t identify.

Her own voice came out in an undignified squeak as she stood from her barstool. “Yes? I mean, yes, I’m Tara. How can I help you?”

She was tall—five-eleven—but these guys had to be at least a foot taller. It left her feeling positively dainty in their presence.

The man with the braid lowered his voice as he gave her a practiced bow. “My name is Karwin, and I am here to apologize on behalf of my son. He told me about his actions yesterday, and he deeply regrets causing you any embarrassment or unease.”

“Your son?” Her mind didn’t want to focus on anything besides how hot these two guys were, but she managed to make the connection as he looked up at her with those bluer than a tropical ocean eyes. “Oh, your son! No wonder you look familiar. It’s okay, no big deal. I get asked out on dates all the time.”

She startled as she swore both men growled so deep and low, she felt it more than heard it.

“Still, he should not have put you in such a position, and he is sorry.”

“Really—” She gave them her practiced smile. “It’s no big deal. He wasn’t rude or anything.”

“You are very generous,” Karwin said. As he smiled down at her, the lines around his eyes deepened. “And incredibly beautiful. I can see why my son attempted to woo you.”

“Woo me?” She couldn’t help but giggle.

“Court you?” The rugged man gave her a small bow. “Forgive us, we are not familiar with your countries customs and our grasp of your language is not the best. My name is Phiniar, but my friends call me Phin.”

“No worries.” She allowed herself to steal quick sneak peeks of their truly rock solid bodies. “Where you from?”

“Poland,” Phin said quickly. “We are part of an exchange program with the United States, working in the United States Army.”

She smiled at them both. “So you’re soldiers?”

“Warriors,” Karwin responded. As his shoulders went back, his aura of intimidation strengthened, and turned her on.

Something about a man in uniform, even if he wasn’t wearing it, always did it for her.

“We are in the Polish Army,” Phin said quickly. “I am a senior doctor, and Karwin is a Captain in the Infantry.”

“My daughter Lacey is a specialist in the Army,” she said with a proud smile.

Before she knew it, she found herself sharing a cup of coffee with the men as the diner slowly began to fill up around them. While she knew her Aunt was fine watching Jillian, and the little girl loved staying at the farm and playing with the animals, she felt guilty for staying past her shift to talk with Karwin and Phin. Still, she couldn’t seem to make herself leave. Seated between the two of them on the sturdy stools lining the counter, she felt a sense of flirty energy and happiness she hadn’t experienced in a long, long time. They were both single, and when she’d discreetly checked, neither had a tanned line on their finger from where a wedding ring would usually sit.

Not only were they both astonishingly good looking, but they were also fascinating and seemed to be genuinely interested in her and her life. Plus, she had to admit their attention and flirting made her feel good. She was hit on all the time by the various truckers that stopped for a night in their town, staying at the motel across the street from the truck stop and diner and looking for a bit of local tail to take home for the night. Those guys did not interest her and she never responded to their attention.

But when Karwin and Phin flirted with her, she flirted back. The sexual tension building between the three of them was both crazy and highly addictive. They never inappropriately touched her, or said anything blatantly sexual, but the way they watched her…the heat in their eyes nearly burned the air going into her lungs. It didn’t help that they both wore some kind of delicious masculine colognes that invited her to lean closer. Their scents smelled different, but somehow also blended together into a luscious combination that only heightened her arousal and desire.

Toying with her second empty cup of coffee, she ignored the way Sugar Bear stole glances out of the kitchen window—giving her knowing winks and smirks that Tara pretended not to see.

“What is the Magnolia Festival?” Karwin asked as he sipped his third cup of coffee. His teal eyes glowed with warmth. “When we arrived, banners announcing it hung all over.”

“Oh, it’s an annual festival we have in Tupelo Creek to celebrate the blooming of the magnolias.”

“Magnolias,” Phin said in his thick accent, his teeth so white against his black beard as he smiled. “Yes, the lovely white flowers with a beautiful perfume. They remind me of you.”

Ducking her head, she hid a smile as she said, “Thanks.”

“Tell me more about this festival,” Karwin asked as he turned slightly in his chair, his attention focused only on her. “What is it like?”

She was proud her voice came out steady as she answered. “They shut down the main street through town, and there are all kinds of vendors and entertainment, some fair rides, and fireworks.”

“The festival sounds interesting,” Karwin murmured as his gaze landed on her lips like a kiss. “Perhaps you could show us?”

“If it is not a nuisance,” Phin said quickly, as he shot Karwin an undecipherable look over her shoulder. “We do not wish to impose on you, but what you described sounds very interesting.”

Her heart gave a little happy pitter patter as she smiled. “I would love to.”
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I really loved all the interactions at the Magnolia Festival and the beginnings it leads to. Fortunately Tara will be able to have her daughter and granddaughter join her as part of their family.

Twists and turns, joy and despair, and a very different romance with kindle melting heat, as this tale cumulates into the lead in of the next book.

I can’t wait for Lacey’s Warriors to be released!

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With over forty published books, Ann is Queen of the Castle to her husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.

From a young Ann has had a love affair with books would read everything she could get her hands on. As Ann grew older, and her hormones kicked in, she discovered bodice ripping Fabio-esque romance novels. They were great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.

Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD.

Ann loves to talk with her fans, as long as they realize she’s weird, and that sarcasm doesn’t translate well via text.

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Cat’s Cradle – Broken Protocols Book 3 By Dale Mayer


Cat’s Cradle
Broken Protocols Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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Lani and Levi Blackburn have slid from the frying pan directly into the fires of Hell. When they uncover insinuations of a dangerous conspiracy that can be traced directly back to the foundations of society and permeates every part of life as the world knows it, they realize that to expose this evil is to shake the Earth to its core.

One by one, people begin disappearing. If not for Levi’s twisted, genius brother Milo and Dani’s talking cat Charmin Marvin, the two of them would also be missing–or dead. But someone is still playing games, stalking Dani and everyone connected to her, and the cat’s cradle web they’re weaving is becoming impossible to escape. Unless they can find a way to expose this massive cover-up and who’s behind it all, they’ll become the next vanished.

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Now that the people trying to get Lani are out of the way speak, Lani is trying to rest while Milo works his magic on the computer. They need to know why Lani was targeted so they can get out from under all the crap they’ve fallen into. When their friend and neighbor Johan reappears having gone missing when the apartments were raided, he’s injured and wants to use the unregistered med machine. Lani is sleeping in it so instead he heads up to his apartment to find something he left behind.

A call for help has Levi and Milo running to his aid, leaving Lani and Charming alone in their apartment. When Charming figures out where the guys are he also registers the trouble they’re in. Johan has been killed and his apartment is locked down. The guys can’t get out.

This is a favorite scene as Lani readies Charming to carry Milos port invention to them through the vents.

She backed up several steps to get a better look at the building. Tall peaks and round domes, it looked like part of a duct system from her time. Then maybe a lot of those were ducts for the rest of the building. She bit her lip. Could they get in that way? Or better yet, could Liev and Milo get out that way?

“I don’t like the look on your face.”

She shrugged. “I was just wondering if we could get in there via the ducts or pipes.” She waved at the odd structures. “Whatever they are.”

“Not a good idea. We could end up anywhere.”

“True.” She turned to look back at the spot where the entrance should have been.

“What about us porting in?”

“Not coded for us,” he repeated patiently.

“Then how about the vents again …” She studied him. “Maybe you could get in.”

He looked at her askance. “What? Why am I the guinea pig?”

“Because you’re small, you can get into places I can’t.”

“I told you to lay off the bread and cheese,” he murmured with a sideways look.

“Did not.” She glared at him.

“Did too.” He moved over slightly, as if out of kicking range.

“Yeah, you’d better move,” she said in a temper. She considered his innuendo. “Am I getting fat?”

“Oh, brother.” He plunked down his butt with an exaggerated sigh. “In truth, you could use some flesh on your bones.”

“Not going to happen.” What a stupid conversation. And, with a cat, no less. “And it doesn’t change the fact that you can get into places that I can’t.”

“Agreed, but that also means that Liev and Milo can’t follow me back out, as they are as big as you.”

“Bigger.”

And, boy, did he give her a look. She loved him dearly, but since he’d learned to talk, … she turned her back on him. “True that they can’t follow you back out, but you could bring them something that will allow them to break out again.”

“It’s not a prison, and I can’t carry a crowbar. Remember? I’m a cat.”

“Glad you remember that.” Still, he was right about being limited in what he could carry. “It would have to be something small to fit on your back.”

“Like, treating me as a pack animal, … a, a, a donkey?”

His horrified tone made her laugh. “Exactly. Like an ass.” Still giggling, she wondered out loud, “What could they possibly use in there that they wouldn’t have taken in the first place?”

“Milo’s new personal stealth port.”

“What’s that?”

“A port he can take anywhere, coded for him. So he can move in and out anywhere he wants to.”

“Why wouldn’t he take it with him yet?”

“No need for it. They accessed the place like normal. They probably figured they’d exit the same way. Plus the personal port is not in the testing stage yet.”

“It might be a great time to hit that stage. As in here and now to get Liev and Milo free.” She couldn’t think of anything better. “But, yeah. I can see how that would be a hot product for the masses.”

“Some are on the market but not as transportable as this one.” Charming scratched behind his ear. “Milo’s portable model is ready, but he’s working to interact stealth technology with it. Another military application that will make them a ton of money.”

She could just imagine. It sounded ideal for military use, but she’d hate for just anyone to get their hands on something like that. No one would ever be safe. “Do you know where it is?”

“Sure. In the kitchen. He’s got it on his bug computer doohickey.”

It took her a moment to translate what that meant, but she remembered Milo’s unusual little computer. “Wouldn’t he have that on him already?’

“You’d think so, but he left it on the kitchen counter. They must have been in a hurry when they left.” Charming walked to a spot in the sun and sprawled down sideways. “Not doing anyone any good anyway. I can’t carry it in.”

“But, if you could, do you think you could take it to them?”

At that, he slumped to the side and laid out flat. “Of course. But I’m not going back down to Liev’s apartment to get it.”

She glared at him. “Well, I’m not risking being separated from you as well. The chances of losing you are too great.” She bent, scooped him up into her arms, and stormed back the way they came. Thankfully the door to the apartment was still open. Maybe that wasn’t a good thing considering other strangers. She walked straight to the kitchen and turned in a slow circle, looking for the item. “Charming, where is it?”

He reached up, batted her cheek to get her attention, and then pointed to the counter, back against the wall. The doohickey blended in perfectly. She picked it up and studied it. “It’s so small. And it weighs nothing. You could easily carry it, if we can figure out a way to affix it to your back.”

“True. That won’t be easy.”

“We need something to tie around you to hold it firmly in place. It doesn’t need to stay in place for long, but we can’t lose it either.” She faced Charming. “Is this like a prototype, the only one that Milo has?”

Charming nodded, a grimace in place. “You better not lose it. Milo will never forgive you.”

“Hey,” Lani replied. “I’ve—more or less—forgiven forgiven him for time-traveling me two hundred years into the future.” She shifted her stance. “So he should remember that we did this to save him and Liev.”

You. Not we.”

“Charming Marvin Summerland Blackburn! We are a family. We work together. We, as in the four of us.”

“Like The Three Musketeers, plus one?”

“That’s better. Now help me think.”

Charming sighed loudly.

Lani knew her baby was all heart, just under that crusty outer shell he sometimes projected to protect that soft heart of his. Luckily Liev had figured that out too. Of course Milo could care less about all the outer stuff but was totally impressed by Charming’s brainpower. So it worked out all around.

“A harness would be better than something that ties,” Charming stated.

“Ha. Glad to have you on board with my plan. The carrier will have to be something of a compromise, as I don’t know how to make anything here and don’t have any tools, like a needle and thread so …” Her mind raced. “Elastic would work.”

“Like they have that here.”

Lani glanced at her own clothing. “True.” And then she remembered. “But I have my old clothing.” She raced into Liev’s bedroom, but her twenty-first-century clothes were no longer here. Right, the pod room. She jogged over there. They had wasted enough time.

There, in a corner, she found her pile of clothes that she’d been wearing when she had arrived in this era. And in that pile … was her bra. Her new clothes had one built in. She studied her old bra, wondering if she could make it work without cutting it up, somehow salvaging it—remembering how much Liev had liked it—but there wasn’t another way, as far as she could see. She ran back to the kitchen where Charming and the small gadget sat. She opened the bread cupboard and pulled out a knife and went to work.

Ten minutes later, she raced back to Johan’s place, carrying Charming and the portable port.

“I look ridiculous,” Charming snapped, twisting inside his quickly tied harness—one bra cup around his belly with the new device nestled inside.

“You look great.” She lowered him on the patio. “In fact, it’s very stylish.”

“Ha, you’re just saying that so I’ll do this.”

“No, you need to do this to help Milo and Liev.”

“I know that.” He took several awkward steps, his tail flicking in sharp movements. “But you could have made it so I didn’t look fat.”
Mayer, Dale. Broken Protocols: Books 1-4 . Valley Publishing Ltd. Kindle Locations (3930-3995). Kindle Edition.

This is just the beginning as more and more subterfuge comes to light. The people they can trust are few, but they have to get to the bottom of all the corruption.

Suspenseful and action-packed with lots of fun antics from Charming as this series winds down to it’s conclusion.

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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!

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Wishes and Whispers – Untouchable Book 4 by Heather Long


Whispers and Wishes
Untouchable Book 4
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Heather Long

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Everything changes. Even the things we didn’t ask for. Jake, Archie, Coop, and Ian were my best friends and three of them still are and they’re also now my lovers, my boyfriends, and pretty much the anchors keeping me from getting washed away.

I’ve had great moments and I’ve had horrible ones. One thing is for sure, I’ll never forget my senior year.

It’s the year everything changed.

PLEASE NOTE:
This is a reverse harem and the author suggests you always read the forward in her books. This is the fourth in a series and the story will continue through future books.

This book starts where we left off in the last one, so if you haven’t read the others yet, stop now and go read them in order.

Frankie has a week off from school with a doctor’s note. The guys however had to go in but they weren’t going to leave her alone. Not with her hand in a splint and in pain from all the cuts and bruises. Archie stayed this first day, have I mentioned how much I love him and his butler/guardian Jeremy?

We get to see Ian and Jake’s anger management session with the student advocate/counselor Dr. Diane Miller. She is aware of what happened at Homecoming and I think she actually makes some headway in steering them towards the right direction. However there are many others that just want to push the buttons to see what happens. Sharon is one of those people as she keeps trying to corner Ian, fortunately Rachel is there to do something when neither Ian or Coop can. Oopsy…

Something a bit unique to this book is that we get more from the guys point of view. I really liked knowing what they’re thinking as their story progresses. This is particularly helpful when it comes to Ian. Ian stopped Mitch from doing any more harm to Frankie that fateful night. Yet he is in the friend zone with Frankie, he wants to be more but he definitely has to earn her trust. That is not going to be easy. She still loves him but trust is essential to her and he’s broken it.

The guys are formidable when it comes to protecting Frankie, she’s their number one priority, they all love her and it shows. We get to see not only the days she has one on one with Archie, Jake and Coop, but also the nights which also include Ian. She’s plagued by nightmares and they’ve found a way to chase them when they start.

She’s also started the emancipation procedure through one of Archie’s lawyers, Mr. Wittaker. Obviously Frankie has a lot going on, both physically and mentally but her mother showing up at the school her first day back really takes the case.

This is a favorite scene.

Nope. Not a shred of guilt did I feel.

“Fifteen minutes starts now,” Archie called, and I threw him a smile. He held up his phone with a timer on it, and my mother scowled, though with her back to all of them it was unlikely they saw it.

“That boy’s arrogance knows no limits, does it?”

I wanted to fold my arms, but the splint made that hard, so I settled for leaning against the back of the bench and setting my hands on it. It was damp and moisture seeped into the denim, but it was better than falling, and I didn’t want to sit and let her loom over me.

“I’m here,” I said.

Though I’d really rather be anywhere else. I don’t know when Mom and I became this bitter camp of antagonists rather than family, but I’d never felt further apart from her than I did right now. What did it say about me that when I looked at her, I saw the enemy? I also saw all the things I’d wished she’d been and hated because she wasn’t. If I spent too long on it, I wondered what had I done wrong. It sucked.

But here was where we were. “What do you want?”

“Is that really any way to talk to me?” Mom demanded.

I shrugged, because it hurt and I was tired. “It’s the best I can do at the moment. Would you rather I ask you how Europe was again? Oh wait, you never mentioned a trip, so I don’t see why I should.”

“I don’t understand what has gotten into you,” Mom said, almost exasperated. “Why are you doing this?”

What? I frowned. “Doing what?”

“This,” she said, flicking her hands at me. “Why are you doing this? Why are you fighting me on every little thing?”

“I’m not,” I said. “Fighting you on every little thing would require you be around. You’re not. You moved out, remember? You have your new boyfriend. You know, the married dude back there who happens to be the father of the arrogant boy?”

Honestly, I wasn’t trying to be quiet, and I had no idea how much carried back to the guys, but the flicker of a smile on Archie’s face told me he got that much.

Embarrassment flooded me as I caught Coop’s eye and the tautness in his jaw. If Archie could hear, then the others could, too. Archie understood crappy parents. The other guys had good ones.

Caring ones.

Jerking my attention back to Mom, I stared at her. She frowned. “What happened to you?”

“Life.” Because I wasn’t discussing Homecoming with her. Not a chance in hell.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled it out. There was a message from Mr. Wittaker on the screen.

Mr. Wittaker: Any questions regarding the emancipation from her direct her to speak to her lawyer and to have her lawyer contact me. Do not answer her questions directly.

Fine by me. I cleared the message then shoved it back in my pocket.

“Frankie,” Mom exhaled as she took a step toward me. “What happened to you?” She nodded toward my arm. “How did you get hurt?”

“I fell down.” “You are not that clumsy,” Mom snapped. “There were messages… I had calls from the hospital about you being admitted. It was why we came home.”

A week later.

“Must not have gotten those messages really quick.”

“We weren’t in Europe on a vacation.” From concerned to annoyed. “We came to get you to check on you, to take you to our place. I think you should still come. You don’t need to be on your own.”

“But I’m very good at it. I’ve had years of practice. You might almost say I’m an expert.” The longer we stood here, the angrier I got. I resented her. I resented that she was casting me in the role of bad guy because she’d rushed home a week after I’d been let out of the hospital and I seemed ungrateful. I resented that her life revolved only around her— her wants, her needs, and her interests.

More, I resented that she dragged me out of school to do this. Going back had been harder in some ways than I’d imagined and now <em.this?

“What do you want, Maddy?” I almost said Mom. Almost.

But I suddenly understood why Archie did it.

‘Mom’ implied a relationship that just didn’t exist anymore. If it ever had.

She recoiled as though I’d slapped her. For the first time in my life, she retreated a step and disappointment flooded her eyes. Or maybe fear. I had no idea.

“Seriously, what do you want? You have your boyfriend and your perfect new place and you haven’t looked behind you for a while. So what do you want?”

The fist around my heart turned to lead. I didn’t want to care about her. I didn’t want to care what she thought about me. And I really didn’t want to have this conversation right here and now.

“I wanted to make sure you were all right,” she admitted slowly, hesitantly. Maybe she wasn’t terribly certain. “I wanted to take you back to our place. I wanted to give you a chance to see how nice it could be. It’s a real upgrade from that apartment, and you won’t be able to afford it shortly. Not if you still plan on college.”

And there it was.

How did she still have the power to disappoint me?

“I’m fine,” I said, aware of Coop straightening and taking a step in my direction. I shook my head. I didn’t want them to intervene. “I have no interest in your new place or this new life you’ve been transitioning to for the last year or so. I didn’t have a place in it before, I don’t see wanting one now.”

“That’s not true,” Mom— no, Maddy said, her voice torn between sounding like she could barely hold back tears and at the same time her eyes were so angry. “You’re my daughter.”

“Could have fooled me.” I was so tired. “And if that’s all, I’m going to go now. You pulled me out before I got to finish my last class. And I have homework to do.”

Was that a flash of guilt?

Did I care?

I pushed away from the bench and headed for where the guys waited. Archie’s car or Jake’s, right now I didn’t care. Ian had ridden in with Jake for practice, and Coop had his car back at the school. We needed to get that…

“You can’t just walk away from me.”

“Why not?” I asked, not slowing down, and Coop was moving now. Archie had pushed away from his car, and Jake planted himself between Archie’s dad’s car, Archie and me.

I could have kissed him for having Archie’s back like that.

“Just putting into practice what you taught me, Maddy. Don’t like something, walk away from it. I’m sure you two are very busy doing… whatever.” I made it two more steps then paused and glanced at her. “I’m not a doll you get to decide you want to play with and discard when you’re bored. You’ve done that to me my whole life. When you feel like being a mom, you can be great. Most of the time, you’re not. I’m not letting you do that to me anymore.”

Turning away, I continued my trek to toward the guys.

“Francesca Elizabeth Curtis.” Her voice grated. “Don’t you dare take that tone with me.”

Yeah, the guilt died a swift death. I didn’t look back. “Sure, Maddy. I can say it politely if you want. Have a nice day.” Coop was there, and he slid an arm around my waist and headed me straight for Jake’s SUV.

The car door on Mr. Standish’s car swung open, and Archie passed us. “Keep going, get her out of here.”
Heather Long. Whispers and Wishes (Kindle Locations 1883-1945).

This of course opens a new can of worms for both Frankie and Archie. Did I mention I really like the lawyer?

We also get to meet Archie’s grandfather, he’s so unlike Archie’s Dad and he likes Frankie too. We see more of Coop’s sister, in this book. Rachel is as always the snarky supportive friend, and Sharon is…Sharon.

Frankie isn’t taking any crap from anyone and neither are the guys. We get answers and more questions as we reach the conclusion of the OMG book.

I can’t wait for the next book. Please write faster Heather LOL.

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USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.

From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.


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The Right Groom – First Responders Book 3 by Jen Talty


The Right Groom
First Responders Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Jen Talty

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When Echo Farren boarded the plane bound for her wedding in her hometown of Lake George, NY she was filled with excitement and joy. That was until she got a text message from her fiancée just as her flight reached cursing altitude that he would not be attending their wedding. To make matters worse, Echo has to find out from a local fireman who used to be her high school sweetheart that her father is up to eyeballs in debt over this wedding.

With only two weeks to go before the big day, Echo does her best to stall, hoping to get her fiancée to either change his mind, or fork over some cash to help her father. Only neither one is going to happen.

Spencer Bryant has been in love with Echo Farren his entire life, but when she made him chose between her and his family, he had to let her go. But now that she was back he was going to do whatever it took to show her that he’s always been the only man for her and that he was the right groom.

Echo is on the flight to her hometown of Lake George when she receives a text from her fiancé. He’s calling off the wedding and says he never loved her. After the initial shock, Echo decides it’s merely cold feet and continues with the plans in place.

Spencer is Echo’s ex-boyfriend, they had been together since they were no more than children. Growing up together, dating all through high school and even college. Unfortunately when Echo decided to be a traveling nurse, Spencer couldn’t and wouldn’t follow her. A fire-fighter can’t jump from job to job across the county on a whim and he has no desire to leave Lake George and his family.

Funny how fate often steps in, Spencer is still in love with Echo and he is always the person she can confide in. It doesn’t help matters that both their parents want them to spend time together.

This is only a part of one of my favorite scenes.

“Look you all grown up and talking about wine,” she said. “You should know I made my father a promise tonight.

” He dropped his head back on the cushion and stared at the sky. “I bet it’s the same one I made mine.”

“And what might that be?”

“To spend a little bit of time with you.”

“Our parents shouldn’t be allowed to speak to one another,” she said.

He brought the glass to his nose and took in a good sniff, enjoying the light aroma. He would still rather have a good hit of Crown Royal, but since he was spending a little time in the past, this would do the trick. “To be frank, I don’t think my folks would have suggested it if your fiancé had shown the other day. Unfortunately, a lot of people are talking about that.”

“You better not be adding fuel to that fire.” She dipped her fingers into the bowl of cheese puffs.

“I wouldn’t do that to you.”

She let out a long breath. “My dad thinks I went to the Mason Jug.”

“Same old crowd of cops and firefighters. But if you had told him you were coming down here, you could have gotten your time in with me and been done with it.”

She laughed. “I don’t think it’s going to work like that. I have a feeling there will be a family dinner involving us.”

“Probably,” he said. “So, why’d you text me and ask if I had some time to spare?”

“I’m sorry to bother you with this, and if you don’t want to talk to me, I understand, but Andy called.”

He shifted in his chair. Her light-brown hair shined under the moonlight. Her blue eyes sparkled like the lake. She was even more beautiful than the last time he’d seen her with her tanned skin and lean, toned muscles. But she’d changed. She wasn’t full of light and hope. Her normal carefree attitude had been replaced with a heaviness that he’d never seen before, and it crushed his heart.

Of course, his mother said the same thing about him.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” Oh, he minded all right, but not because he didn’t want to spend time with her or listen to her sweet voice. He just didn’t want to hear her pine over another man. He knew it was wrong for him to want her to still be hung up on him, but it was a truth he could no longer deny when she sat only a foot away. “What did he have to say?”

“That he doesn’t have cold feet.”

Spencer coughed. “As in he’s coming?”

She took a gulp of wine. “As in he doesn’t love me, never loved me, and never wanted to marry me in the first place.”

He reached out and took her hand, thumbing the thick diamond on her finger. “I think that ring says otherwise.”

“Not only did I pick it out, but he wasn’t even there when I bought it, though I did put it on his credit card, so technically, he paid for it.” She tipped her head back and downed the red liquid as if it were water. She reached for the bottle and poured herself what could only be considered a double.

He was tempted to tell her to slow down but thought better of it. “I’m not following.”

“It’s simple. He joked one night about getting married. I took it seriously and ran with it. He never meant it but didn’t bother to stop the train wreck until I was at cruising altitude. And the worst part is now that I’ve had five minutes to think about it all, I should have seen it coming.”

“Do you love Andy?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“An honest one,” he said.

“Of course I do. I wouldn’t go through the motions of a wedding if I didn’t, but if he’s not coming, what am I supposed to do? I’ve tried pleading with him. Begging him. He’s made it clear he doesn’t want to marry me.”

“I know you don’t want to hear this, but it’s better to find out before you got hitched than after.”

“Yeah, but now I’m stuck holding the bag.” She rolled her head and stared at him with tears lining her soft-blue eyes. “I haven’t told my parents, and I’m not going to just yet.”

“That’s a mistake,” he said.

“Well, it’s not your business.”

“But you made it mine when you showed up here at ten in the evening.”

“You promised you wouldn’t say anything.”

“And I won’t, but you need to think about what this is costing your father.”

She tossed a cheese puff at his face. “What the hell do you know about that? Maybe Andy was paying for it.”

“Is he?”

She slouched in her chair.

“Exactly. And while I’m sure your father worked his magic to get everything you wanted, I’m sure it wasn’t free, and you don’t just cancel country club reception halls.”

“I’ll figure that out, but I need a few days before I say anything.”

“Why?” he asked.

“You’re kidding, right?” She glared at him. “Besides being humiliated, I don’t want to spend ten days with my family and friends giving me pity looks. It’s bad enough they’re already speculating.”

“The longer you let this charade go on, the harder it’s going to be on everyone.” Spencer contemplated on if he should tell her about the extras her father went all in on for his daughter’s special day. It didn’t matter that Stanley Farren didn’t particularly support this marriage; he loved his daughter and would do anything for her, including finding her dream designer dress which cost a small fortune.

She chewed on her thumbnail.
Jen Talty. The Right Groom: The First Responders Series (Kindle Locations 470-515).

Echo does plenty of soul searching and comes up with the right answers just in time for the illusive Andy to show up. Spencer is her rock and so much more as they both realize their parents are right.

Plenty of fun, laughter, tears and some sizzling heat make this a page turning read.

I can’t wait for then next installment in this series.

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Welcome to my World! I’m a USA Today Bestseller of Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance, and Paranormal Romance.

I first started writing while carting my kids to one hockey rink after the other, averaging 170 games per year between 3 kids in 2 countries and 5 states. My first book, IN TWO WEEKS was originally published in 2007. In 2010 I helped form a publishing company (Cool Gus Publishing) with NY Times Bestselling Author Bob Mayer where I ran the technical side of the business through 2016.

I’m currently enjoying the next phase of my life…the empty NESTER! My husband and I spend our winters in Jupiter, Florida and our summers in Rochester, NY. We have three amazing children who have all gone off to carve out their places in the world, while I continue to craft stories that I hope will make you readers feel good and put a smile on your face.


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