Caught – The Swamp Book 3 by Rebecca Royce

The Swamp Book 3
Rebecca Royce


MacKenzie Harper did the impossible. She recovered her stolen mates and a host of wolves, taken, tortured, and turned by the mad Loup haunting them all. But in saving her mates and all the other wolves, she falls. As the last Omega, her loss would devastate more than just her mates.

Ranier, Preston, Jarret and Anton will move heaven and earth to save their mate. It’s been a long time since the brothers were allowed to live as wolves. Old instincts war with old habits and prickly personalities threaten to turn the swamp into an even more dangerous environment than it already is.

The time has come and they will have to dig deep to save not only their mate, but also all of their kind.

Mackenzie is gone, well not physically but mentally she’s somewhere else. Her need to heal loupes had attracted Ross Morgan who has tortured and led her to this state. She’s the last living omega and the only one who can save a loupe from the madness that claims them.

Her mates, Rainer, Preston, Jarett and Anton are at a loss. Mackenzie appears to be sleeping but her scent emits pain. They need to find Ross and do away with him to get her back. It’s Preston who comes up with a plan based on sightings of wolves, loupes have to shift on the full moon. Jarrett manages to reach into her mind and be with her and there’s someone else there who is surprised by his presence and forces him out. He does recall the dock and it becomes a focal point of the searches the pack is doing.

However it’s Donovan, the young wolf driving Rainer home from the jail that has one of the most valuable piece information. He recalled a ‘fairy tale’, his mother called ‘the Alpha Loupe’. If Ross is an Alpha gone loupe then the options of taking him change radically.

We see a lot of the conversations going on in Mackenzie’s head, she’s definitely got Ross’s number and refuses to give in. That she refuses him is a source of irritation to him. Jarrett flashes in and out, she sees him and that only adds to Ross’s annoyance.

Plenty of surprises in this one, they guys learn more about their special talents and Mackenzie learns more about her Omega side in a very unusual way.

A wonderful ending to this suspenseful, scary, and sexy trilogy. I’m kind of sorry to see it end, I love Mackenzie and her guys.

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Rebecca Royce Rebecca Royce

As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

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Lennox – The Mavericks Book 10 by Dale Mayer

What happens when the very men—trained to make the hard decisions—come up against the rules and regulations that hold them back from doing what needs to be done? They either stay and work within the constraints given to them or they walk away. Only now, for a select few, they have another option:

The Mavericks
A covert black ops team that steps up
and breaks all the rules …
but gets the job done.

Welcome to a new military romance series by USA Today best-selling author Dale Mayer. A series where you meet new friends and just might get to meet old ones too in this raw and compelling look at the men who keep us safe every day from the darkness where they operate—and live—in the shadows … until someone special helps them step into the light.

The Mavericks Book 10
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer


Planning to meet his sister in Germany, but, when she’s a no-show, Lennox has his first inkling that trouble has come home in a big way …

When his sister and her best friend go missing, Lennox is determined to find and to keep his only family member safe … and her best friend. They were both doctors, traveling the globe with the UN. Lennox was proud of his sister’s accomplishments. He’d never tried to hide their relationship, thinking no one from Lennox’s Navy SEALs past cared—or was still alive. Only now someone has decided to use Lennox’s only family as a way to exact revenge.

Helena is caught up in a kidnapping of Lennox’s sister, all designed to get back at Lennox—the most infuriating man she’s ever met. And one she’s cared for since forever. Now to know she was used as a trap to kidnap his sister and to take him out was the worst kind of punishment. But she knew this man. Knew him intimately—if only once—but also knew he was coming to rescue them, even if it meant losing his own life.

Lennox wasn’t letting the only two women in his world be taken out without a fight, … especially one who didn’t even know how he felt …

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When the next Maverick gets their assignment, it’s not usually long after the one they partner on. In Lennox’s case, he’s planning on spending time with his sister Caroline in Germany and is hoping for a week or two with her before his assignment. The two of them were heading to the same airport from different directions so when Lennox arrives he checks for her flight. She’d already landed so he texts her he’ll meet her outside the baggage claim area. However it’s not Caroline who meets him it’s Gavin and the news he delivers isn’t good. Caroline, three other medical workers were snatched outside the terminal.

This is a favorite scene.

Outside she heard footsteps racing and people swearing. She immediately woke Carolina. “Something’s happening,” she said urgently.

Carolina stared at her, looked around, and then bolted to her feet. “We have to be ready.”

“Oh, I agree,” Helena said. “Now if only we knew what that would mean.”

John mumbled from the far side, “What’s the matter?”

“Hear all the shouting and running outside?” she asked him.

He stared at her and slowly sat up. “Do you think it’s Lennox?”

“I have no clue,” she said.

A man’s voice interrupted their conversation. “I hope it is,” he said, “because then I’ll be ready for him.”

That was the scarred man talking. The man in charge. He seemed to leave the building. Another guard slunk out of the darkness. A man she hadn’t yet seen before stared at her. “What’s going on out there?” she asked.

“Looks like a brushfire.”

“Fire?” she cried out, staring at him in shock. “We have to get out of here!”

“I don’t give a fuck,” he said and spat out what looked like the butt of a cigarette onto the ground.

“A fire will raze this place to the ground,” Helena said, waving her arm around at the shed.

“It’s metal,” he said with a sneer. “It does not burn.”

“Maybe not,” she said, “but the stuff in it will.”

“And how does the fire get in?” he asked, studying her as if she were an ignorant schoolgirl.

“The bales of hay stacked along the back wall would bring it in,” she said.

He looked startled for a moment as he turned to study the back wall. He walked past her to the far end of the shed.

Carolina looked at her. “Do you have a plan with that?”

“Maybe,” she whispered, “but he has to leave first.”

“Why are they always listening to us?” John asked, crawling over to where they were. “It’s creepy.”

She stood, peering in the darkness, when the door at the far end of the machine shop opened. And the man they’d been speaking with called out something. She saw flames crackling at that end.

“Shit,” she said, “that’s too damn close.” She pulled the bobby pin from her hair, stripped off the plastic coating at one end, and walked over to the lock on the gate. Standing casually, she grabbed the lock and tried to pop it free with the help of her bobby pin.

And, just as she managed it, a voice close to her ear whispered, “Good girl.”

She froze, but Lennox took over, taking the lock from her hand, opening the cage, and pulling her free. John woke up Sasha, but Lennox already had Carolina up and out.

Lennox led them to the corner of the front doorway and said to Helena, “Race up the hill at that angle,” he said, pointing in the right direction. “You’re going for that biggest tree as your landmark. Do not make a sound. Just run.”

And he got her and Carolina moving as fast as they could. She turned to look behind her to see John and Sasha following. But she had her orders, and she knew one thing— Lennox expected his orders to be obeyed.

And there would be no forgiveness from the kidnappers if Helena and her team didn’t get to where they needed to go. She hit the tree and kept on going, not sure where she was supposed to go now. But she saw a vehicle at the far end of a path. She caught sight of an unknown man, and her steps faltered. But he urged her to keep going. She raced up to the truck, eyeing this latest stranger, who whispered, “I’m Gavin. I’m with Lennox. Get in.”

Helena hopped into the back seat of the double-cab truck and helped John inside beside her, while Gavin helped Carolina climb into the back seat on the other side of Helena.

As Helena turned to look behind, Lennox picked up Sasha, lagging behind, and carried her as he raced faster and faster. He damn-near tossed Sasha into the back seat of the truck, calling out to Gavin, “Go! Go! Go!”

Gavin hopped into the front of the truck, and, as Sasha was climbing into the back, smashing onto John, Lennox dove into the front seat. Gavin had the vehicle tearing down the road in no time.

Helena wasn’t exactly sure where the hell they were going, and she didn’t give a damn. She just smiled up at John, who stared at her in shock.

She nodded. “Yes, that’s Lennox.”
Dale Mayer. Lennox (Kindle Locations 1034-1069). Valley Publishing Ltd..

While Caroline and Helena are more than happy to listen to Lennox and Gavin, the other two not so much. As they head back to the US Caroline and Helena stick with the guys as the others go with the original plan.

Plenty of suspense as they try to figure out why Lennox is being targeted through Caroline and Helena. Helena and Lennox have a chemistry that is hard to deny. Let me say here that while a valid point, when the reason they are keeping their distance thinks they should go for it, they really should listen.

Lot’s of suspense, action and that simmer to sizzle romance I love!

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

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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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From the Stolen and Seduced Anthology! Alien Abduction for Beginners – The Intergalactic Guide to Humans Book 1 by Skye MacKinnon

Stolen and Seduced
A Limited Edition Collection of Alien Abduction Romances


Christine PopeSkye MacKinnonSabine Kane
Ashlyn HawkesJade WaltzLucee Joie
Emma ColePiper FoxSadie Marks
Ella MavenEmma AlisynMargo Bond Collins
Maggie AlabasterCass AlexEmma Alisyn
Ashley AmyQuirah CaseyLibby Campbell
Tiegan ClyneAlyssa DaringLuna Jade
Meghyn KingNeveah Lux-SynMichelle Mcloughney
E.J. PowellEva PriestC.L. Riley
Ava RossTricia SchneiderAria Starling
Dany StoneLexi VelvetStar Wing
Luna WrenEdeline Wrigh


These sexy aliens will stop at nothing
to claim their mates—including abducting them!

When hot, hunky aliens need to find a mate, they know right where to look: Earth. But let’s face it, not all Earth girls are easy. We prefer our guys—even our alien guys—to put in some serious effort. Good thing human men make it easy for them.

Don’t miss your chance to binge-read this burning-hot collection of alien abduction-turned-seduction tales by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors.

Alien Abduction for Beginners
The Intergalactic Guide to Humans Book 1
USA Today Bestselling Author
Skye MacKinnon

Not all aliens are good at abducting humans.

Havel, Matar and Xil have failed too many times to count. Luckily, there’s help available for failed kidnappers: a diploma offered by the Intergalactic University. To complete their course, these three sexy aliens need to abduct a human female – and they’re graded on it.

The problem is, the human female has no intentions of being abducted, not even to help them get the universe’s most recognised abduction qualification.

The failures that Havel, Matar and Xil have experienced has let them to taking a course to improved their methods for abducting. Their choice is a human, they like the fur and the boobs.

As they listen to the professor and do the assignments, their interpretation of the material is hilarious. The way they happen to get their abductee is what I guess you could call fate.

Trish lives in a hovel, and had gone to the one place she knew she could get some work. Chandra did in fact have a job for her and a scooter for her to accomplish the task. Unfortunately she crashes the scooter, and that’s where our Aliens find her and take her to their ship.

This is a favorite scene as she wakes from healing.

She started laughing. She threw her head back and laughed, her entire body shaking from the giggles breaking from her chest.

“Is she reacting to the drugs you gave her?” I asked Havel.

“I doubt it. Maybe it’s her way of communicating her happiness at the situation?”

I shrugged. Humans were strange, so this may as well be her showing us how pleased she was with us.

“Do you have any questions, female?” I asked, hoping she’d take the hint and stop laughing.

She gasped for breath in between giggles, causing concern to rise in my chest which turned my scales a darker shade of yellow.

“This is a joke, right?” she asked breathlessly. “Is this my punishment for breaking the scooter? Did Chadra put you up to this?”

Again, the three of us exchanged a look. Chadra? Punishment?

“If you’d like to be punished, we’d be happy to comply,” Matar said smoothly. “I’ve heard some aliens expect punishment when they’re abducted. I’d be happy to spank you if you wish.”

The female immediately stopped laughing and stared at Matar. “Spank me?”

He held up a hand. “Slap you on your bum.”

“I know what spanking is. What the hell? Why are you doing this?”

“It’s part of our culture,” I explained. “We’ve wanted to abduct a female for so long and you’re just what we were looking for.” I didn’t tell her that we’d failed many times before. She didn’t have to know that. I wanted her to see us as strong, capable males who’d given her the perfect abduction experience.

“Abduction experience,” she echoed. “I think the joke is over now. Can I just get my scooter back and leave?”

“You cannot leave,” I said as gently as I could. “I already told you that. We’re in space and on route to Kardar. You will never return to Earth. We are your mates and this ship is your home.”

To my surprise, she snorted. “Yeah, sure. You’re great actors, I give you that, although you should work on your script. No aliens would ever talk like that.”

“But we are aliens,” Havel interrupted. “Here’s proof of what the Captain has been saying.”

The blinds to our right shot up, revealing a large window. Outside, space was endless and beautiful. I’d always loved looking at the stars, wondering which ones I’d visit in my lifetime. I smiled at the sight, then turned to the female to see her reaction.

Her mouth had fallen open, revealing her very flat teeth. Not a single fang in sight. Havel was the only one of us with pronounced fangs, but even Matar and I had sharp teeth that could rip a piece of flesh off a bone. Yet more proof that humans were incapable of defending themselves.

“That’s… it can’t be real,” the female muttered. She slipped off the bed and walked to the window with slow, unsteady steps. Havel moved to help her, but I held him back. I wanted to see what she’d do next.

She lay her hands against the window as if trying to touch the stars outside. I smiled. She was already starting to understand the beauty of our surroundings.

“This is a simulation,” she said, her voice becoming steadier. “I don’t know how you’re paying for it, but this has gone on long enough. Don’t you dare charge me for it. I’m going to have to work years to pay off Chadra’s scooter already.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, female, but this isn’t a simulation,” I assured her. “We can have a true simulation at some point so we can show you our planet, but now isn’t the time. What is your name?”

I knew I should have asked that earlier, but luckily Professor Katila wasn’t here to grade us on our performance. We’d simply tell her that everything went smoothly.

“That’s none of your business,” the human snapped. “And I’m leaving.”

To her detriment, the three of us were standing right in front of the only door leading out of the med bay. And there was no way we’d let her go. Not after the escape pod drama.

“Sit down and ask us questions,” I told her and pointed at the bed. “You’re supposed to ask about your new life and us.”

She raised her eyebrows and I realised they were brown rather than pink. Curious. “I’m supposed to?”

Matar nodded enthusiastically. “It’s what it says in the manual. You’re full of questions and we’ll do our best to answer them. It will calm you down and prepare you for the next step.”

“What’s the next step?” she asked, her voice wavering a little.

Havel grinned, happy to have reached his favourite subject. “Probing.”
Skye MacKinnon. Alien Abduction for Beginners: The Intergalactic Guide to Humans #1 (Kindle Locations 497-535). Peryton Press.

From here this book starts to sizzle, and the way they interpret earth things causes much amusement for Trish. She is however very interested in these men.

Their grade however suffers for some of those interpretations and they will do anything pass this course.

I laughed out loud for much of this book, and this relationship sizzles right from the start.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series and the other contributions in this HUGE anthology!

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The Intergalactic Guide to Humans

Skye MacKinnon

Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Undressed to Impress the Duke – A Steamy Regency Romance by Scarlett Osborne

Undressed to Impress the Duke
A Steamy Regency Romance
Scarlett Osborne


He has allowed his need for her
to enslave him…

Eleanor Betham has been chasing shadows ever since she can remember.

Taken in by a noble family as a baby, her life has been governed by a single desire: to find out who her biological parents really are. Her plans are put on hold when the Lady she serves becomes engaged and she is asked to accompany her to his manor.

To Aaron Ayles, Duke of Durnsott, marriage is a cage. One specifically designed to trap him. It all changes, however, when he meets his betrothed’s lady’s maid, and suddenly all he can think of is spending the rest of his life tangled in Eleanor’s heart. And her bedsheets.

But as Aaron and Eleanor quickly realize, the truth has a price. And this one just might be steeper than what they are willing to pay. For the truth of Eleanor’s birth lies in a star, and the only way to discover it is to give up Aaron’s life…

The dowager Duchess of Durnsott is determined that her step-son Aaron, the current Duke of Durnsott marry. To that end she invites the lady in question and her mother for a visit.

Lady Julia is very excited about the news as she relates it to her lady’s maid Eleanor. They would be gone for three weeks during which the Duke and Julia are to get to know each other with Eleanor as her primary chaperone.

Aaron on the other hand when his step-mother informs him of the visit and the intent behind it was less than pleased. He has no intention of marrying anytime soon. The Dowager Duchess really has to come to terms with the fact she cannot dictate his life the way she did his father’s. Since the invitation has been accepted he can’t cancel. Lord and Lady Whitecier hold a powerful seat and he can’t afford to insult them.

With sudden inspiration he invites his best-friend Arthur, the Viscount of Mallen. Arthur would come to support him and also be a sounding board or voice of reason.

When they arrive Aaron gets a bit of a surprise. For it’s not Lady Julia that captivates him but her lady’s maid.

This is a favorite scene.

The carriage came to a stop, and one of the footmen jumped down off of the back, opening the door. Aaron stepped forward, offering his hand to help first Lady Whitecier, and then Lady Julia down.

“Lady Whitecier,” he said, bowing over their clasped hands. “It’s good to see you again.”

“And you as well, Your Grace,” she replied. She was fair haired, blue eyed, an older version of her daughter. “I cannot thank you enough for inviting us to Myrtlegrove Manor. This is my daughter, Lady Julia, whom you have met before, though long ago.”

Like her mother, Lady Julia was fair haired and blue eyed. She was dressed in a light blue, with a cream bonnet— as pretty as a painting. She smiled at him kindly. He held out his hand, which she placed her gloved one in.

“My Lady,” he said, bowing low. “It’s good to see you again.”

“Your Grace,” she replied, curtsying. “It is a pleasure to see you again.”

“It has been a very long while,” he said. For he only remembered her as a child. She had grown into a very beautiful lady.

Behind the ladies, two ladies’ maids had climbed down out of the carriage. One was a stern-looking older woman. The other caught his eye. She was uncommonly beautiful. She had dark-brunette hair, and ethereal green eyes. Her chin was sharp, and she seemed almost one of the fey folk, albeit dressed in a plain gray maid’s uniform with a white pinafore over the top. When she raised her eyes to meet his, she glanced away.

His step-mother had already whisked Lady Whitecier toward the house. Jack was trailing after them, leaving Lady Julia and Aaron a small way behind in a move that felt calculated. He looked at her and smiled.

“What a difference ten years makes, Your Grace! I wouldn’t have recognized you,” she said, and they both laughed. He glanced toward the maid, noticing that she had a book, tucked underneath her arm.

“Nor I you. Did you have a good journey, My Lady?” he asked Lady Julia, offering her his arm. She tucked her hand into the bend of his elbow.

“It went very well,” she replied. “Eleanor and I were saying that the rolling hills out this way are uncommonly green.”

“Is that so?” he asked, glancing at the lady’s maid, who smiled easily.

“I have nothing to compare it to, Your Grace,” she replied. She lowered her gaze, blushing. Aaron was surprised by how aroused he felt when he beheld that blush on her pretty face. He couldn’t help but notice how her tall, slender form even made the plain maid’s uniform look elegant. He cleared his throat, looking away.

“It is Eleanor’s first time away from my Father’s manor,” Lady Julia supplied.

“Welcome to Myrtlegrove Manor,” he told her. Eleanor had fallen into step beside them, though she was on the other side of Lady Julia, for which he was relieved.

“Thank you, Your Grace.”

“We do live practically in London,” Lady Julia stated. “We don’t often see rolling hills of green. It’s very flat, unless you count all of the buildings.”

He found that Lady Julia was not anything like he’d expected. She seemed intelligent and kind. She seemed to be on very good terms with her lady’s maid.

But it was not Lady Julia who captivated him. It was her maid. An impossible conquest, particularly for a future Duke. He shook it off. He needed to consider Lady Julia seriously. Perhaps his step-mother had found him a good match in an Earl’s daughter.
Scarlett Osborne. Undressed to Impress the Duke: A Steamy Regency Romance (Kindle Locations 186-215). Scarlett Osborne.

While Aaron does his duty to get to know Lady Julia, he also gets to know Eleanor. She’s Julia’s chaperone and goes everywhere with her unless her mother is present.

Aaron’s step-brother Jack is paying a lot of attention to Lady Julia as well. As you might imagine there is definitely something afoot. Arthur is a frequent presence as well and he help provide some interference so Aaron can spend some time with Eleanor.

These two are falling fast and hard for each other but there’s the problem of Julia. Although it seems she may be falling for Jack.

Aaron has spies in his household and Eleanor falls victim to blackmail. That is until the unexpected happens.

Things get more than a little bit twisted with lots of intrigue not to mention there is plenty of sizzle between Eleanor and Aaron. Such a delightful and devious read!

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Born in the Sunshine State of Florida, but of both British and Nordic descent, Scarlett Osborne grew up reading historical romances from the land of her ancestors. Fascinated with the British society of the 1800s and armed with a wild imagination, she obtained a degree in Creative Writing and immediately started her career as a Regency romance author.

A daydreamer extraordinaire, Scarlett likes to jump in the shoes of her heroines, immersing herself in her own stories, living the adventures that she wished she had experienced as a child. An avid reader and fan of the outdoors, Scarlett spends her free time either reading or going on long horseback rides along with her two sons.

Get lost in a land of enchantment, where adventure and love await around every corner…Scarlett hopes that through her heroes, you too will get to live a whirlwind romance in the Regency era, when fairytales were real and all dreams possible!

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Coming August 31st – Flame’s Embrace: An Australian Bushfire Charity Anthology

Flames Embrace

From urban fantasy with a dollop of romance,
to spicy paranormal love stories,
Flame’s Embrace has it all.

All profits will go toward
an Australian Bushfire Charity,
to help support communities and wildlife
that were severely impacted
by the Australian Bushfires
at the start of 2020.
Funding is still required,
and many animals and people
lost their lives to this devastating event.
May Sage
Seanan McGuire
Meg Anne & Kel Carpenter
Bec McMaster
Amanda Pillar
Emigh Cannaday
Kim Faulks
Heather Long & Rebecca Royce
Grace McGinty
TJ Nichols
Ripley Proserpina
Vivienne Savage
Bam Shepherd
Mila Young


Ashes and Smoke: Knights of St. Lazarus

Heather Long & Rebecca Royce

Love Has Never Been So Hot

The Knights of Lazarus are composed of orphans, selected and trained to fight demons. They keep humans safe from that powerful evil.

James has just finished dispatching one such demon when the sky exploded with red. He had to go to her now and bring her home, his Nika.

Nika’s love for James was as beautiful and intense as his for her. He would always be there for her, to catch her at her rebirth. How he could love her, a phoenix, she didn’t know. She wouldn’t ever take it for granted.

Things are changing and not for the good, they need more knights. The times, however, will make this very difficult for all involved.

This is a love story for the ages, with action, fear, love, and sizzling heat in more ways than one.

This is but one of the many offerings in this anthology and I look forward to reading them all!

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Heather Long Heather Long

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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As a teenager, I would hide in my room to read my favorite romance novels when I was supposed to be doing my homework. I hope, these days, that my parents think it was worth it.

I am the mother of three adorable boys and I am fortunate to be married to my best friend. I live in Austin Texas where I am determined to eat all the barbecue in town.

I am in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and try to use all of these elements in my writing. I’ve been told I’m a little bloodthirsty so I hope that when you read my work you’ll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. I love to write series because I love to see characters develop over time and it always makes me happy to see my favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In my world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

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A Wounded Soldier for the Trapped Duchess – A Historical Regency Romance By Patricia Haverton

A Wounded Soldier
for the Trapped Duchess
A Historical Regency Romance
Patricia Haverton


Her tender heart called out
to his battle scarred soul…

When her godfather, the Duke of Eldbrick, takes her under his wing to help her secure a good marriage and save her family, Miss Emily Pennington is elated. Elation that is coupled with no small amount of guilt. Emily has a dark secret: she’s in love with the Duke’s son.

Richard McKinnon, the second son of the Duke of Eldbrick’s had a single lifeline during his days in the army: memories of Emily. Returned and haunted by his experiences, he has yet another cross to bear. His impending nuptials to a lady he doesn’t love.

When rumours of impropriety spur out of thin air, Emily is suddenly engaged, robbing Richard of his last chance at solace. Determined to defeat his demons and rescue her from a life of misery, Richard does the extreme: losing himself amidst the remnants of an old crime, the target he places on his back is painted in blood. And someone is already taking aim…

When Emily’s mother fell ill, her father sends her to London to her godfather the Duke of Eldbrick. She is best friends with the Dukes daughter Lucinda, which makes this arrangement most pleasant as they attention all the seasons social events together. On one particular occasion it’s Richard the Duke’s second son who escorts them to be their chaperone. Unfortunately his injured leg begins to bother him along with the noise and he seeks solace in the upstairs library.

Emily had noticed Richard’s discomfort and followed him. She above all others seems to soothe him and although she shouldn’t be alone with him, he enjoys her presence. Now while nothing untoward happens, Richard does kiss her and unfortunately someone saw her enter the library. Rumors start flying and Emily’s father shows up angry and demands her return home. He plans on announcing her engagement to Dorian, the Duke of Hartcoll, immediately following their return.

Her father forbids her from letting her mother know she is back home, but she sends a note telling her of the engagement. Her mother’s only reply is that she can’t marry the Duke. She also pens a note to Lucinda about her circumstance. It’s Lucinda who gets Richard involved after relaying the rumors that he killed his first wife and is involved in many shady business dealings.

With an investigator hired, and Lucinda sent off to help Emily prepare for her wedding, suspense and intrigue ramp up. But it’s Richard’s visit that gives Emily hope.

This is a favorite scene.

In the darkness, Emily was only vaguely comforted by the presence of her good friend sleeping soundly on another bed nearby. The unfamiliar room, John’s old chamber into which they had struggled to move Andrew’s bed, cast shadows along the wall with each sway of the willow tree’s thin branches. She couldn’t help but envision them as ropes, held aloft by sinister and unseen hands, ready to bind her and keep her prisoner.

“Oh!” Lucinda cried, sitting up in alarm. Emily turned to look at her.

“Lucinda, shh. It’s all right, you’re only dreaming,” Emily reassured her.

“No, what is the hour? I did not mean to fall asleep, I’ve ruined everything!” Lucinda cried in response, flinging back her bed clothes and hurrying to the window. “Has Christina come in?”

“What? No, why should she?” Emily asked, watching with confusion as Lucinda hurried about the room.

“She was to alert me at once the moment your father returned from London. She has not come in, so he must not be here,” Lucinda answered, as though that explanation as sufficient.

“Lucinda, I’m not certain you’re fully awake,” Emily said with a soft laugh. “You’re not making any sense, I’m sure you must still be dreaming.”

“No, I’m not dreaming,” she promised vehemently, handing Emily a dressing gown to put on. “Richard is waiting for you, you must hurry!”

“Pardon me? Richard is here?” Emily asked, the realization of Lucinda’s panic finally dawning. “But how?”

“It was all contrived before my arrival, but hurry,” Lucinda whispered impatiently, already opening the door and pulling on Emily’s arm. “I’ll go down first and see to it that your father is not at home.”

Lucinda disappeared down the darkened staircase, leaving Emily to shiver in anticipation. How could Richard possibly be here? And how was she to meet him under cover of night, perhaps playing out the great wrong that she had been accused of, the wrong that had resulted in her forced betrothal to a man with a dark past?

“If I am already to suffer the punishment of such a crime, then I might as well enjoy the spoils of such a loving but chaste encounter,” Emily said firmly, ignoring the disapproving scowls of the few portraits that still hung in the hall.

“Psst! Come down!” Lucinda hissed as she leaned into the staircase. Emily hurried down, stopping only to embrace her friend. Lucinda smiled deviously. “Richard waits in the garden. I will go to your room and hide in your bed, lest anyone think to look in on you.”

“You are as brilliant as you are benevolent,” Emily whispered in her ear. “I cannot thank you enough for all this.”

“Go, I will wait upstairs,” Lucinda insisted before hurrying off.

Emily tiptoed down to the door that led out from the kitchens, taking care not to trip or stumble. Her thin slippers let her feel every board, every crack in the stone steps that led outside.

Once she emerged from the house, Emily had only to look to the back of the great hall to find the silhouette of a tall man, one who alternated between walking slowly the length the low garden wall and stopping to look up at the windows above him. Her heart raced as she recognized Richard at once, having spent these three years admiring him or longing for him.

“Richard, I’m here,” Emily said quietly once she reached the garden wall.

He hurried to the low wall that separated them and smiled down at her, taking her hands in his. Keeping the barricade between them, Richard sat down on the wall and gestured for her to do the same, turning his body lithely to face her.

“Emily, I’ve missed you so much,” Richard began, his features instantly clouding with worry. “How have you fared?”

“It has been a trial, to be sure,” she confessed, looking down to avoid his gaze. “And I must confess that I am heartsick over my fate.”

“Do not be troubled, I am attempting a solution even at this very moment,” he said insistently. “I have my deep reservations about the character of the Duke as it is, and—”

“Wait a moment,” Emily said, interrupting and holding Richard’s hand tighter. “You have reservations? It is very odd, as I have also received word from my mother that I must not marry him.”

“What? What did she say?” Richard demanded, turning more in earnest to look at Emily.

She shook her head. “I don’t know anything further, only that she said she would explain it in due course, but I must not marry him.”

“And what does your father say in light of such an urgent request?”

“Nothing, I have not seen my father. He’s been to London, and as much as I know, he has not returned.” Emily instinctively looked over her shoulder towards the drive to ensure her father was not approaching.

“Hmm, that is puzzling,” Richard agreed, briefly looking lost in thought as he sought to make sense of it. “It would be helpful to know your mother’s thoughts on the man, but it is of no consequence.”

“I must not have heard you correctly,” Emily said, laughing sardonically. “You say it is of no consequence that I am to marry against my wishes, against my mother’s wishes, and against all our better judgement?”

His expression softened as he pressed one of Emily’s hands to his lips and said, “Of course not. I meant only this. I will find a way to prevent the wedding, and then to marry you, if you will have me.”
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We follow Tapper’s investigation into the Duke and are party to all the conversations as well as the reports to Richard and his brother Christopher. Then there is the Duchess of Eldbrick who is trying to arrange Richard’s marriage to a most annoying young lady, Lady Alvena.

Plenty of suspense and intrigue with laughter, tears, surprises and a romance that will not be denied.

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Born the oldest of three children, Patricia Haverton grew up believing that she’d follow in her father’s footsteps and pursue a career in science. However, her worldview changed when she decided to explore her British mother’s roots. The trip to her ancestral lands solidified her conviction that she had found her true calling in the romanticism of the Era of Kings and Queens.

A hopeless romantic and a firm believer in the idea of soulmates, Patricia changed the course of her life and decided to get her degree in Creative Writing and Psychology. As she jokingly says ever so often, “she lives in the past now, where love shows the way and Dukes save the day!”

When she’s not weaving tales of love that prevails, Patricia enjoys spending time with her husband, roaming the British countryside, where they have been living in for the past decade.

Now would be the time to let yourself go and experience the true magic of the Regency Era! Let your imagination run wild, live amazing adventures through the eyes of brave heroes! Like the legendary wise wizard, Patricia will be your guide!

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Color Me Free – The Monroes Book 3 By Jen Talty

Color Me Free
The Monroes Book 3
USA Today Bestselling Author
Jen Talty


Ethel Monroe has dedicated her young life to helping the less fortunate by volunteering in organizations such as the Peace Corps. However, she wanted to do more, and when Casper Walgreen offered her a position in his non-profit organization, she couldn’t refuse. Casper was notorious for being the first one to bring relief to communities that suffered natural disasters. He often worked hand in hand with pharmaceutical companies to create vaccines, cures, and treatments for the illness that plagued the world.

Casper had been her idol.

That was until she met him.

In his youth, Casper thought he could change the world by getting his hands dirty. Now he’d past his fortieth birthday, he’d become a cynic after realizing politics always got in the way, and he understood that money talked more than action. Using his family’s millions was the only way he’d ever achieve any of the goals he’d set for himself the day he graduated with a Ph.D. in International Disaster Psychology. Only, he thought he could have done it differently. He did the best he could with the resources that he had. He knew he that his programs did some good, but understanding how the corrupt system worked, he concentrated on making sure that every penny and every donation he made actually went to the needy and moved on to the next good cause. He couldn’t save the world, but he could make an impact.

And then in walked Ethel to his life and flipped it upside down, making him question everything. She showed him a side of the world he’d never seen and brought him back to his roots, making him want a life he hadn’t thought about in years. But was he willing to risk his heart to make the necessary changes he’d been too afraid to deal with in the past? Or would he continue to live his life in a bubble, pretending to make a difference?

This book opens with Ethel meeting Casper Walgreen for the first time. She’s a high school senior at the time and definitely has a crush on him. Her interest is far deeper than that though. She aspires to work for his foundation and possibly get an internship there during college.

Casper was gracious and flattered by Ethel and she reminds him of himself at that age. Full of hope and determined to make a difference in the world.

Now Ethel is interviewing with Casper. However the job isn’t what she believed it to be. Almost disheartened she continues to listen to him describe what he was looking for. More than an assistant but more of a second in command.

This is a favorite scene.

“Your resume intrigued me.”


“Because it read like mine at your age, only I didn’t take the job you’re in now. I couldn’t stomach it and you’ve lasted a year.”

“It’s not the worst. The pay sucks, but I knew that going in. The hours are long, but hell, I’m a workaholic, and I do feel like I’m making some headway.”

“But you want to do more.”

“I do. I want to get my hands dirty again.”

“You could always go back to the Peace Corps. They have programs for repeat offenders,” he said with a grin and a slight chuckle. “Or work for the organization here in the States, overseeing programs.”

“I want to be able to jump from situation to situation, both international and domestic. I followed your career and your foundation, and I knew the day I watched you land after Hurricane Mauve hit and what you did there, both personally and with your people, that I wanted to do that.”

“What the media shows and what really happens are two totally different things,” he said.

Once again, Devon interrupted them as he set down the meals and removed the empty appetizer plates. But this time, Devon knew not to say a word and tiptoed away quietly.

Quickly, she stirred her salad and tossed her dressing. “I understand there’s a lot more that goes into disaster relief. I realize you can’t helicopter in, drop supplies, and save the day. It takes years to rebuild and make real changes. But I can’t sit idly by and do nothing, and sometimes I feel like that’s what I’m doing.”

“And coming to work for me you believe things would be different?”

“Wouldn’t they?” she asked.

“Yes. But perhaps not in the way you think. However, you wouldn’t know unless I hired you,” he said. “If I did offer you the position, would you be able to start next week?”

“That might be tough as I’d have to give my two weeks’ notice.”

“Would you be willing to work a few nights and weekends? Unless there is a disaster, I’ll be in town, and I would really like to go over a lot of information with you before you start work in the office.” He waved his fork in the air. “And there is a charity event this weekend where I could use some help soliciting some money. I think people are pretty sick and tired of me asking for it, especially since they think I’m a rich bastard and I don’t need it.”

“Your family is worth millions.”

He frowned. “I’m well aware of what my family has, but my father didn’t bankroll this organization, and while he does donate and I’m not poor, I don’t have the kind of money it takes to save a small country when a category five hurricane destroys their island.”

“I apologize. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.” Fuck. She needed to slow down and think before she opened her mouth. “What I meant to say is that I can understand why some people might not want to write you a check based on your family’s bank account.”

“Which is why I need someone else to help me.” He pushed his plate to the side. “I only get so much from the government. Without donations, my organization can’t help those in need. And while I have good people running individual projects, I need someone by my side. Someone I can trust.”

“I think I fit that profile.” She wiped her fingers on her napkin and set it over her half-eaten salad. “And I can make myself available after work for a few hours and on weekends. Hire me and I’ll put in my notice today.”

“There’s a catch to my offer.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m going to start you out with a three-month contract. If it doesn’t work out, you walk away. You’ll get another three months of your salary for your trouble and I’ll give you a good recommendation.” He tilted his head. “Unless you aren’t all that you add up to be on paper.”

“Are you offering me the job?”

“I am.”

She stretched out her arm. “You’ve got yourself a right-hand woman.”
Jen Talty. Color Me Free: The Monroes Book 3 (Kindle Locations 248-281).

Now Casper has a bit of a problem, he sees Ethel as more than just an assistant, he intends for her to take over the foundation. He feels burned out and his heart just isn’t in it the way it once was. It’s not just the work it’s the loss of someone he loved very much, he hasn’t recovered from that. There’s also the attraction he feels toward Ethel, something he’s not sure he knows how to deal with.

Ethel senses something is up with Casper, she can’t pinpoint it but it’s there. She’s figured out the crush she once had hasn’t gone away instead it has intensified.

I love the way this story unfolds, with secrets revealed and friendships rekindled. All while the attraction between them goes from simmer to full on flame.

I confess I haven’t read the other books in this series, but they are now on my TBR pile.

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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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SEAL on a Mission – SEALs of Coronado Book 7 by Paige Tyler

SEAL on a Mission
SEALs of Coronado Book 7
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Paige Tyler


He’s used to the danger zone.

Navy SEAL Wes Marshall is used to nearly dying on a daily basis. But there are worse things than living life in the danger zone. Namely, the friend-zone hell where he currently resides. It was his own damn fault. Considering the woman of his dreams was going through her own personal hell of her father’s murder trial, Wes thought she needed a friend more than a boyfriend. However, as the trial languished on, so did Wes’s opportunity to ask her out. But now the trial is over and more questions are unanswered than before—questions that might get them both killed before they can go on their first date.

Not the friend zone.

Kyla Wells isn’t going to let the man who murdered her father go free. As an IT specialist capable of hacking into the CIA itself if need be, she’s hell-bent on finding out what the San Diego DA’s office couldn’t—or wouldn’t—why her father was murdered. Her best friend, drool-worthy Wes, isn’t going to approve of her investigating. Especially when the data she finds leads her into way more danger than a murder…dropping her into the middle of an international arms deal with the terrorists Wes’s SEAL Team has been trying to capture for months. She’s worked too hard on finding her father’s killer to die now. Besides, she’s going to tell Wes how she feels about him—right after they save the world.

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Kyla is furious, her father’s murderer just got off and she is not happy about it. The man needs to be taken down and she’s just the one to do it. Fortunately her best friend and Navy SEAL Wes isn’t going to let her throw her life away in such a manner. In the process he just manages to get himself in trouble, but in his mind it was worth it to save her.

This is a favorite scene.

Moving nearer, she steadied the gun with both hands and started pulling the trigger.

“You don’t want to do that,” a soft voice said from behind her, and Kyla knew without looking who it belonged to.

“They’ll be no way to cover it up and you’ll be the one who goes to prison, not him,” Wes added. “Is that what you really want?”

Grip tight on the gun, Kyla moved a little to the right so she could see Wes out of the corner of her eye while still keeping most of her attention on Nesbitt. She had no idea how Wes knew she was there, but him showing up wasn’t going to change anything. She couldn’t let it.

“If I go to prison, it will be worth it.” She glanced at Wes, the worried look on his face almost enough to make her rethink what she was doing. But she firmed her resolve. “You should leave. I don’t want you to get involved in this.”

But instead of leaving, he moved closer, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Please don’t do this. I know you think it’ll help you feel better, but I promise you it won’t. Afterward, you’ll be stuck living with the consequences. Your father will still be dead and you’ll miss him just as much, except now, you’ll be in prison and your mother will have lost both of you.”

Of all the stuff Wes had said, the part about her mother was the one thing that hurt the most. She hadn’t given a single thought to what all this would do to her mom.

Hands trembling, she took her finger off the trigger and slowly lowered the gun. Then Wes was there, carefully taking the weapon from her. A few feet away, Nesbitt was regarding her with something that might be compassion in his eyes.

“I’ll testify against Stavros,” he said.

Wes looked at him sharply. “Why would you be willing to do something like that now when you wouldn’t before?”

“I wasn’t lying when I said Stavros killed her father and set me up to take the fall.”

Nesbitt opened his mouth to say more, but nothing came out. A moment later, he stumbled backward. Kyla stared in confusion as blood ran down his face and along the side of his nose. That’s when she saw the bullet hole in his forehead.

Before she could even wonder who shot him, Wes’s arms were around her and he was hustling her toward one of the stone stanchions that supported the railing. A split second later, a bullet slammed into the stonework near her head. Chips of rock peppered them and she let out a little scream as another bullet hit the big picture window behind them, shattering it.

Cursing, Wes urged her closer to the stone stanchion. Gun in hand, he went up on one knee, firing out into the darkness.

Everything slowed as Kyla glanced over at Nesbitt. He was lying on the patio, staring at her with lifeless eyes as blood still trickled from the bullet wound. She shuddered. Was that how her father looked right after Stavros killed him?

“Do you have another magazine?” Wes asked.

She flinched as another bullet hit the concrete near them and skipped off into the back of the house. “Another what?”

“Do you have more ammo?” He fired toward the wood line beyond the patio again. “I’m almost out.”

When she shook her head, Wes frowned. “We can’t stay here. Once I’m out of ammo, we’re dead. On my say, we’re hauling ass for the house. You go first. I’ll cover you.”

Meaning that any bullet coming her way would have to get through Wes first. She didn’t like that idea at all.

“On three,” he said when she opened her mouth to argue. “One…”

“Freeze!” a man shouted from somewhere beyond the patio “This is the La Jolla Police Department. Drop the weapon and get on the ground! Now!”

Kyla blinked. How was she supposed to freeze and get on the ground at the same time? Not that it mattered one way or the other since Wes still had an arm around her waist and didn’t seem interested in letting her go.

“There’s a sniper in the woods,” Wes shouted back.

Unfortunately, the police didn’t seem to believe that.

“Last chance,” the cop warned. “Let the woman go and drop the weapon now or we will shoot you!”

As he spoke, several red laser lines pointed their way, resting dead center on Wes’s chest.

Kyla tensed, ready to beg Wes to do what the cops were telling him, but her pleas weren’t necessary. Taking his arm from around her, Wes carefully placed the pistol on the patio and kicked it aside, then lay face down on the ground. Kyla was about to join him, but all at once, there was a police officer at her side, whisking her away as another cop moved over to check on Nesbitt. Shaking her head, the cop stood and aimed her gun at Wes as two other officers put cuffs on him.

She expected Wes to tell them that he wasn’t the one who shot Nesbitt, but instead he kept saying she wasn’t involved in any of this, that he’d brought the gun and made her come to Nesbitt’s with him.

As the cops yanked him to his feet, Kyla opened her mouth to say that wasn’t true, that the gun was hers, but he pinned her with a look, his gaze telling her without a single word that she needed to stay quiet. And even though that made her feel like absolute crap, that was exactly what she did as two cops led Wes to a patrol car while another asked if she was okay.
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Things start to heat up for Wes and his SEAL team, as mission after mission is compromised. The CIA and SEALs are blaming each other and working together becomes more tense by the second.

On the home front, Kyla gets her father’s personal effect back and makes a startling discovery. Her father obviously had many secrets that were dangerous. While not sharing that information with Wes, she does involve her two hacker friends. The three of them work well together and more than once have gathered enough intel to put bad guys away.

Wes finally asks Kyla out and a romantic dinner ends with some sizzle and Wes going wheels up right after. Not the best way to up a relationship status. However this would help him know if Kyla could be with him for the long haul.

Let’s just say Kyla manages to find all sorts of interesting information and trouble finds her.

Once again Paige Tyler takes us on a page-turning, adventure, with Action, romance, sizzle and so much more!

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Paige is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She graduated from The University of West Florida with a degree in education in 2000, but decided to pursue a full-time career as a writer in 2004. Since then, she’s written over fifty books in several genres, including paranormal, contemporary, western, sci-fi and erotica. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty, independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her stories of romance, adventure, suspense, passion and true love will leave you breathlessly panting for more.

She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.

When not working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, P90X, Yoga, Pilates, going to the beach, watching NFL football, watching movies and hanging out with her husband (not necessarily in that order!)

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Bad in Boots – Crossroads Book 1 by Em Petrova

Bad in Boots
Crossroads Book 1
Em Petrova


Sometimes the second time around
is even better than the first…

Cort Bellamy’s been avoiding his hometown of Crossroads, Georgia for too long. Who can blame him, when the small town is so thick with memories and everyone recalls that he let the love of his life slip away? However, his father’s summons for help on the family ranch can’t go unanswered much longer—and now he’s offering Cort a share. Returning to hard work is expected…but he never thought he’d see HER again.

Joss Ellis hates returning to her hometown with her tail tucked, a failure in everyone’s eyes. Her aspirations of making a place for herself in the big city have left her defeated and more than a little depressed. But the minute she sees her rugged ex, her emotions take a detour to hot and bothered. It’s impossible not to run into each other. Even the secret fishing hole is a reminder of whispers and promises that never came true.

She’s the same beauty with a big heart that he can’t keep his hands off. He’s sexier and more untamed than ever. To bring them even closer, they’re fighting similar battles in life. While Cort’s determined to show her that happiness is right here in Crossroads, Joss isn’t convinced. All she’s certain of is that sleeping with her ex is a really bad idea…and she definitely won’t fall for him this time around.

Cort’s boss is always switching his tasks and then complaining. This time though Cort’s had enough and walks off the job. Just as he’s arriving home he gets a call from his father. Short two hands and his foreman injured, his father needs him back on the Bellamy Ranch. With no other prospects Cort packs up and heads home to Crossroads, Georgia. A place he never really thought to return to after Joss broke his heart. At least she wouldn’t be there having gone to the big city to pursue her dreams.

Joss is done, she works too many hours for too little pay, her only splurge is a take out coffee once a month. It’s no way to live and working for a designer who takes all the credit for her designs is not what she envisioned. Admitting defeat is difficult but she can’t continue this way. Going home to regroup is the best thing. She just hoped she had some time before running into Cort.

Of course that doesn’t happen since one of the Bellamy’s fences had broken and an ornery steer is blocking the road. That’s when she gets her first look at the man she left behind, Cort Bellamy.

Now that may have been the first time she saw him and started to realize she still had feelings buried for him. However, a meeting at the grocery store is far more telling.

As she passed a woman, Joss dropped her gaze, hoping she didn’t recognize her and want to stop and chat. So far, she’d managed to come to terms with sharing a house with her sister, drink her bottle of wine and organize her bedroom. Though she left her sewing machine in the case in the closet. Looking at it hurt too much. All those collections she’d dreamed up in her head and thinking of how good she’d make people feel when they wore her clothes…

She issued a low sigh and continued toward the front of the supermarket.

At that moment, a big, tough cowboy came jogging through the automatic doors with a bag in his fist. In jeans, a white T-shirt and his black cowboy hat, Cort was the picture-perfect definition of cowboy. Heads whipped to watch his progress across the lot—hers included.

He ran up to an older lady. “You forgot one of your bags, ma’am.”

God, he drawled that so perfectly. Each syllable tugged at Joss, leaving her feeling as helpless as a puppet.

“Why thank you, Mr. Bellamy.” The woman smiled and reached for the bag.

“Your hands are full. Why don’t you let me help you to your car?” He took the bags from one of her hands.

Was the woman blushing? Dear God, she was. She was seventy-five if she was a day, and still at the mercy of Cort Bellamy.

As they crossed the lot, Joss realized that she stood in the open for Cort to see if he looked up. She considered dodging behind a car or sprinting for the entrance, but that would only draw more notice to herself. Besides, she wanted to see more of the man and his good deed.

She slowed her steps to watch Cort and the woman reach her car. She opened the back, and he placed all her bags inside. She patted his shoulder, and he tipped his hat. Seeing the pink roses in the woman’s cheeks, Joss realized her own felt too hot.

Lifting a hand, she touched her fingertips to her face, and sure enough felt the heat in her skin. The wind kicked up, sending the red and white striped banners on the store front flapping, and Cort made a grab for his hat.

That one masculine move awakened something long-dead in Joss. Something she hadn’t remembered until she experienced the first stirrings after seeing him the other day.

He looked up—and spotted her.

She turned for the store.

In seconds, he flanked her side, matching her steps. After only a few steps, she stopped walking and faced him like the adult she was. “Hi, Cort.”

“Joss.” He drawled her name like a lazy river made a bend. Like a slow brush of lips on a summer night.

She inflated her lungs with air. “That was nice of you to help Mrs. Greenway.”

“Actually, I was just savin’ myself a trip. If I hadn’t taken the bag to her now, I would have ended up driving it to her place later, since she lives down the road. What you saw was pure laziness on my part.”

She laughed. “I don’t believe that.”

“I’ve spent years perfecting the art of relaxation and I’ve got a minor in getting off easy.” His crooked grin overtook his rugged features.

She’d heard about his party days of college that led to him leaving school and working hard for a living. She also heard about the string of women behind him. Seeing him again left Joss with no doubt that women threw themselves at the man.

“Thought I’d grab one of those rotisserie chickens and go and eat it at the lookout.” His light blue eyes caught hers and held for two heartbeats too long. She slanted her gaze away, but damn if he didn’t lure it right back. They were like two magnets from day one, and things really hadn’t changed on that front, had they?

“I haven’t been to the lookout yet. I just settled in my sister’s place.”

“I get one free night a week.”

She arched a brow in question.

“Dad treats me like a cowpoke. I’m even shacked up in the bunkhouse.”

“I bet that’s a party every night. A bunch of cowboys drinking beer and tossing logs on a bonfire.” She noted the chiseled line of his jaw that seemed even more pronounced than in their youth and bunched her fingers into fists to keep from reaching up to stroke the stubble growing there.

He scuffed his boot heel against the asphalt. “Yeah, little bit like that. But we’re all dead asleep by eleven. Dawn comes too early for much of a party.”

Silence swelled between them. Neither moved to walk into the store. Strains of country music floated on the wind from somebody’s truck.

“You’re lookin’ fine, Joss. Those shorts…” He eyed her body, dragging his gaze up each curve nice and slow until he centered on her burning face.

Liquid heat pooled low in her belly, and she couldn’t move for fear she’d melt like an ice cream in the hot Georgia sun right there in the parking lot of Meyers’ Supermarket. How should she even respond to his comment? Her thoughts slid to the place they shouldn’t.

What she wouldn’t do to take the hunky cowboy for another test drive to see if he’d matured in all ways.

She scuffed her own boot heel on the ground and looked up at him.
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The chemistry between these two is off the charts, and as they start meeting up at their favorite fishing spot things hit sizzle quickly.

Knowing her sister needs money, Jada posts a picture of one of the gowns Joss designed on the internet and it sells. Joss was surprised and pleased, but had doubts she could make a living designing here.

Plenty of sizzling heat between Cort and Joss, even as Cort’s father continues to be overly critical of everything Cort does.

Both Joss and Cort get second chances in this book and their romance sizzles off the pages.

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Em Petrova was raised by hippies in the wilds of Pennsylvania but told her parents at the age of four she wanted to be a gypsy when she grew up. She has a soft spot for babies, puppies and 90s Grunge music and believes in Bigfoot and aliens. She started writing at the age of twelve and prides herself on making her characters larger than life and her sex scenes hotter than hot.

She burst into the world of publishing in 2010 after having five beautiful bambinos and figuring they were old enough to get their own snacks while she pounds away at the keys. In her not-so-spare time, she is fur-mommy to a Labradoodle named Daisy Hasselhoff and works as editor with USA Today and New York Times bestselling authors.

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The Cowboy Earns a Bride – Cowboys of Chance Creek Book 8 By Cora Seton

The Cowboy Earns a Bride
Cowboys of Chance Creek Book 8
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Cora Seton


Wedding bells are ringing on the Double-Bar-K and Luke Matheson is determined to make his move on his favorite bridesmaid—sweet, sexy Mia Start. Though she’s shared his house for more than two months, she’s remained elusive. Luke’s ready to cross that divide, and win her love for good.

Mia would give anything to marry Luke, but he won’t want her once he knows the truth; she’s four months pregnant with another man’s child. It’s time to find a real home—and a real job—so she can raise her baby alone.

When a nosy neighbor exposes Mia’s pregnancy at his brother’s wedding, Luke sees his chance to finally get what he wants. He lays claim to the baby—and to Mia—but their happily-ever-after lasts barely a day. When Luke’s pride clashes with Mia’s need for independence, Mia calls the wedding off.

Can Luke convince her to change her mind? Or will these wedding bells sound the death knell of their relationship?

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This book opens with a confrontation between Mia and the father of her child, a meeting with an acquaintance from her pageant days . We then progresses to the breakfast at the Matheson ranch the day of Ned and Fila’s wedding. A trip to Paris might be in the works for Lisa if Holt doesn’t mind his own business when it comes to Luke and Mia.

When Autumn has her baby at home with only Mia and Luke present, Luke confesses he wants to marry her and for them to have a family. Mia confesses she’s already pregnant and Luke finds himself angry, but not a Mia, at the man who did this to her.

Things come to a head at Ned and Fila’s wedding though, busybodies can’t help themselves and they out Mia’s pregnancy. Luke is having none of it and comes to Mia’s rescue.

This is a favorite scene.

“Mia Start—there you are. I was looking for you.” Linette’s voice cut through the murmur of the crowd like chalk on a blackboard. She took Mia’s hand and tugged her closer. “See, I told you there was something different about her, Enid. Mia, you’re getting fat!”

Mia’s cheeks flamed as her mother turned around to look. Surely the old busybody couldn’t have spotted her pregnancy. She searched for a quick retreat. “Sorry, Mrs. Wilcox. I have to go help out in the kitchen.”

“Nonsense. You never could cook. See Enid? What did I tell you?” Her bony fingers wrapped more tightly around Mia’s wrist. Mia saw heads all around them turn her way. Damn it—she had to get out of here.

Before she could move, Linette reached down and patted Mia’s belly, giving a hard push on her abdomen. Mia sucked in a gasp of air.

“I knew it!” Linette crowed. “I know a pregnant woman when I see one! Did I or did I not say your daughter was hiding something, Enid? Mia always was sly. Shame on you, keeping a secret like that, girl. Where’s the ring on your finger?”

Mia thought she would die. Now everyone had turned to look at her. This was the stuff of nightmares—the very reason she hadn’t told a soul except for her closest friends. Her mother turned pale as parchment. Her father stood as still as the statues on Lisa’s mantelpiece. She’d get no help there. They would be thinking of their church—their friends—the same friends who turned a cold shoulder to anyone with a wayward child.

“Mia! Say something!” her mother hissed. “Tell her she’s wrong.”

“I…I mean—” A chill swept over her, followed by another flush of heat. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t. Not at Ned and Fila’s wedding.

“See? I was right. She won’t even name the father. You certainly won’t find him in this crowd. I heard Ellis Scranton already left town. Things must’ve gotten too hot for him here. I bet you gave him what-for, didn’t you, Bart?” Linette looked utterly victorious—she knew as well as anyone else Mia’s father was not the type to confront anyone. Mia had a sudden flash of insight—this was about the Easter bazaar. Her mother had been nominated to run it this year. Linette’s face had looked like she was sucking lemons for a week afterward.

“I…it’s—” But what could she say to deflect Linette’s words? She didn’t want it known that Ellis was the father of this child. He was gone and good riddance. But she had to say something, fast. Maybe Ellis was right—she should say it was a one-night stand. Just a guy she’d met at the Dancing Boot. Someone she’d never seen again.

But when she opened her mouth to repeat the lie, she spotted Luke watching her. He stood just ten feet away and his face showed his feelings. Anger. Disgust. A sob caught in her throat. She needed to leave, now. Before she sank to the ground in a puddle of humiliation.

“Mia Start, you tell me if it’s true!” Her mother’s voice rang out, the finger she pointed at Mia shaking.

“It’s true.”

Mia jerked. She hadn’t spoken.

But Luke had, and every head in the room swiveled toward them at his authoritative tone. Luke stepped to her side with all the calm confidence of a lion strolling through the savannah, and Mia bit back a cry of pain. Why had she told him about her affair with Ellis? Luke was going to expose her. She’d never live it down.

“Mia is pregnant with my baby,” Luke announced to the crowd at large. “We’re getting married. We planned to make the announcement tomorrow.” He clamped an arm around her, which was a good thing, Mia thought. Because she was going to faint.

Luke caught Mia when she began to sag and ushered her into the kitchen quickly, pursued by Mia’s mother. So much for finding Ellis and warning him off. So much for talking things through with Mia after the wedding. He’d started down a road from which there’d be no turning back.

“Luke? Oh, my goodness—what’s happened?” Lisa bustled over to meet them, a spatula still in her hand. Luke helped Mia to a seat at the rustic kitchen table and faced her.

“Linette Wilcox just forced our hand. We had to announce our engagement.”

Mia gaped at him, but he ignored her. As chaotic as this turn of events was, he felt in his element. He was a man of action, not words, and this situation called for action. He refused to let the woman he loved bear the brunt of other people’s wrongdoing.

“Your…engagement?” Lisa’s voice rose to an excited squeal. “You and Mia are engaged?”

“And pregnant,” Enid said, bustling into the room behind them, her face still red with the shock of her recent encounter with Linette. “Don’t forget pregnant, too. Enough to show!”

“Pregnant!” Lisa’s face lit up even more, and it felt like a kick in the gut to Luke. What would she say when she found out the baby wasn’t his? She’d better not say a damned thing.

No one had.

Then he remembered his mother’s words from this morning when he’d said he didn’t see any reason for rushing into matrimony. I’m afraid you will soon.

Had she known?

“When?” Lisa cried. Luke didn’t know if she referred to the wedding or the birth. He squared his shoulders. “The wedding is the first weekend in March. Two weeks from today.”

“Two weeks!” both mothers chimed.

“That doesn’t give us any time to plan,” Lisa said.

“You’ll figure it out.” He clamped a hand down on Mia’s wrist and hoped she understood his message. She was his now. She needed a man and he’d be that man. He wasn’t asking her—he was telling her, the way he should have months ago. And he didn’t care what anybody said.
Seton, Cora. The Cowboy Earns a Bride (Cowboys of Chance Creek Book 8) (pp. 55-59). One Acre Press. Kindle Edition.

Of course it’s not going to be that easy. Mia decides she needs to take charge of her life. She wants to have a career of sorts and no one is taking her seriously. I love the way Mia gets a not only a make-over but starts an event planning business.

Luke isn’t going to have an easy time convincing her to marry him and there’s mysterious notes showing up as well.

Lots of fun and laughter as this story progresses and there’s some tears as well. Oh and some very serious sizzle too.

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

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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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