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Out Today! Raising Lucy – Surrender Book 1 By Becca Jameson


Raising Lucy
Surrender Book 1
By
Becca Jameson

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Roman
I’m demanding. I’m strict. I get what I want.
And I want Lucy Neill.
She is mine.
She is my girl.
My little.
My life.
My world.
She just doesn’t know it yet.

Lucy
I lost my job.
I have no idea what I’m going to do next.
I should not be spending Friday night at a club.
I can’t help myself.
The club calls to me.
The owner calls to me.
I crave the forbidden.
I never realized how much I needed a daddy.

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Raising Lucy is the first book in the new series Surrender. Surrender is a BDSM club owned by Master Roman and managed by Master Julian. We meet both in this book. We also get a glimpse of several role playing aspects of this lifestyle that I found informative and well written.

I have read many books based on BDSM relationships, but this is the first one that deals with the Daddy Dom/Little relationship. Now before you freak out, this is role play, it is consensual, and the players are all adults.

Lucy has been visiting Master Roman’s Club Surrender, she hasn’t played but has been observing and learning. As this book opens Lucy has lost her job, and instead of wallowing she decides to go to Surrender, one last hurrah. She has a visitors pass but without a job she won’t be able to afford membership.

Master Roman is a very dominant, very controlling, alpha male. I have to say I didn’t like the extremes he was going to in order to have Lucy near him, it seemed close to obsession.

Lucy on the other hand is curious about the lifestyle and seems to particularly enjoy watching scenes with age play.  With the opportunity to become Master Roman’s assistant at hand she applies then enjoys her last night at Surrender. She really never expected to get the job, but she does.

Master Roman controls his home the same as everything else in his life. He is a Dom 24/7. From her meals and transportation to and from the mansion, he is slowly dominating Lucy. She is reveling in the attention and as Roman learns more about her he realizes she never really had a childhood.

Lucy wants to please, and even though she shouldn’t she has interesting fantasies about her employer. Of course she doesn’t have a clue how he feels or that he’s planned all of this out.

This is a favorite scene.

The bus makes me nervous. Since I was dressed and ready to go earlier than necessary, I left my apartment and made my way to the bus stop. I’m going to stress about the bus every day, so I tell myself this way is better. If I get on the earlier bus each morning, I won’t have to worry about it being late or not coming at all.

This plan has a problem though. It’s dark outside. And probably not safe. In fact, a man drives by me slowly at one point, his window down, calling out to me. He laughs when I ignore him and pick up my pace.

There is no reason for me to wait for the bus I took yesterday, and as soon as I board an earlier one, I know I will prefer it. There are far fewer passengers. I don’t have to share my bench with a stranger.

I’m not nervous when I arrive at my stop. Even though it’s still dark, I’m in a better neighborhood. I walk as slowly as I can toward Master Roman’s home.

Nevertheless, I arrive at the ridiculous hour of six fifteen. I wait until six thirty to ring the bell, and am immediately buzzed in.

When I reach the rear entrance, Evelyn opens the door before I can reach for it. “Goodness gracious, girl. The sun is just peeking over the horizon. You don’t need to arrive this early every day.” She ushers me inside, and I close the door behind me.

“I couldn’t sleep, ma’am, and the bus makes me nervous. I don’t want to arrive late.” I have no idea why I’ve shared so much information with Evelyn, but she doesn’t seem annoyed.

She shoots me a smile as she returns to the kitchen island where she is already hard at work herself. I wonder if she lives here. Probably.

“Master Roman won’t like the idea of you wandering around outside in the dark. He’ll have a fit.”

I freeze in my spot. My face heats up as a flush rises. The last thing I want is for Master Roman to get involved in my transportation issues. I don’t want him to think for a moment that it’s a problem. I need this job. If he feels I don’t have adequate transportation, he might fire me.

I consider asking Evelyn to please not mention my problem to Master Roman but decide against it. It’s probably better to hope she lets it go or forgets. Tomorrow I’ll waste more time before I come into the house. After all, Master Roman’s mansion is not in a dangerous location. I could bring a book and sit outside the gate reading in the mornings before seven. I’m confident the streetlight will be sufficient to see the pages.

Of course this plan will only work during the summer. As soon as winter falls, I’m going to have an entirely new problem on my hands. But I’ll deal with that in the future. Hell, if I really manage to keep this job and make as much money as my contract implies, I will be able to take an Uber here instead of the bus. That will save me hours of stress and worry.

Taking a deep breath, I quietly shuffle down the hallway and enter Master Roman’s office. Like yesterday, the door is open.

Master Roman is standing behind his desk, looking for all the world as if he’s already been hard at work for hours. His brow is furrowed when he meets my gaze. “Did you take the bus to get here, Lucy?”

I swallow. How has he already learned of my situation? There is no way Evelyn could have informed him of my problem during my short walk from her kitchen to his office. “Yes, Sir. I don’t have a car.”

He crosses his arms and stares at me, lips pursed before he finally parts them again. “Don’t do it again. It’s not safe. It’s dark. You must have left practically in the middle of the night, and then you spent fifteen minutes pacing outside my gate before ringing in.”

I flinch. I lift my hand and nearly slap my own forehead as I realize there must be a camera outside. Of course there is. I stop myself from reacting just in time and lower my hand to my side.

Master Roman rounds the desk and then leans his butt against the front, arms still crossed. “Weston monitors my camera.”

“I see, Sir. I’m sorry to have bothered him. I didn’t want to come inside too early.” My voice is too low. I know I’m frustrating him. But he doesn’t realize his order to stop taking the bus would mean total disaster for me. I don’t have the means to afford other transportation, especially not until after I’m paid.

I knew this would be a problem as soon as it got cold or snowed, but I hadn’t anticipated facing the issue so soon. I can’t pay an Uber tomorrow. I don’t have even five dollars in cash until I get paid.

My hands are shaking, and I’m fighting against the flush and rising emotions. Part of me is about to cry. The last thing I want to do is tell my new boss that I can’t afford an Uber. He might think I’m wasteful if I don’t have enough money saved up for such things.

Master Roman narrows his gaze. “From now on Weston will pick you up in the morning and bring you home at night.”

My mouth falls open. I’m speechless.

Master Roman rounds his desk and lowers onto the seat.

I force myself to speak. “That’s not necessary, Sir. I don’t want to put him out.”

“You’re not. He’s my employee. He does what I instruct him to do.” Master Roman doesn’t look at me as he speaks. He has already grabbed his mouse. His attention is on his computer screen. “This discussion is over, Lucy. Go to your office. I left you plenty to do.”

I stare at him for a moment, uncertain about how I feel. Part of me is grateful. Most of me is unnerved. I need this job. If Master Roman decides the burden of getting me to his home isn’t worth it, he will fire me.

Finally, I shuffle across the room toward my office. The door is standing open. I leave it that way. Master Roman has never insinuated that I should close it. In fact, I’m confident he prefers to be able to keep an eye on me, and he likes to be able to call out to me easily.
Becca Jameson. Raising Lucy: Surrender, Book One (Kindle Locations 1186-1232). Becca Jameson Publishing.

In spite of his obsession, Master Roman clearly cares for Lucy and his friends are watchful.

The experimentation with different ages and the intensity of the attraction is evident on every page.

Even though age-play isn’t a favorite of mine, I enjoyed the insight and the journey the book take us on.

I look forward to seeing where Becca will take us next in this series.

4 Contented Purrs for Becca!

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.


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Releasing Tomorrow! Jax – Mavericks Book 3 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.

Jax
The Mavericks Book 3
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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No time to rest.
The world is a mess …

He’d barely made it home from helping Griffin only to find himself called to rescue a doctor on a cruise ship overtaken by pirates in their search for Abigail Dalton. The pirates had no trouble killing passengers until they found the right woman. With one man at his side, Jax sneaks onto the ship to rescue her.

When she heard the gunfire, Abby hid in the venting on the ship. When a man susses out her hiding place, she’s sure her world is about to end. Only Jax is on her side; yet he came with just one man to help. Stunned, she stays close as Jax frees the ship and keeps her safe—until they find out the real reason for this nightmare, when she’s forced to England to face the two-legged monster of her nightmares …

The safest place is at Jax’s side, but Abby knows all too well how slippery this monster really is and how easily he steps from the shadows to grab his victims …

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Jax had just finished the mission with Griffin and landed in California when he got the call. It was Griffin on the other end, with Jax’s mission. Pirates have taken over a cruise ship and Jax with the help of Beau were to go in ahead of the military. The Pirates want someone specific, one Abigail Eleanor. She’s a doctor a supposed colleague needs to fix something he can’t.

Now Abby has been working her way through duct work to get closer to topside. Her fear that the pirates would sink the ship motivating her. Instead of getting there she runs into Jax.

This is a favorite scene.

Jax stared at Abby. “As in Abigail Eleanor?”

She nodded slowly, but the look on her face was one of terror.

He grabbed her before she had a chance to run, his fingers wrapping snugly around her upper arm. He pulled her close against him. “Well, I’m Jax, from the US government,” he said. “Apparently the pirates are looking for you. Do you know why?”

She stared at him in disbelief.

“Answer me,” he said. “Do you know why?”

Finally she shook her head.

“Social media says your methods don’t work. They need you to help somebody in their family.”

“So it is connected to my work,” she said in a daze.

“Only because their doctor botched it,” he whispered.

She shook her head. “That makes no sense. I have pioneered a way of collecting stem cells. Lots of doctors are doing it around the world now. It’s not something you can really botch.”

“Well, maybe it’s more a case of,” he said, “it didn’t work.”

“Meaning, it didn’t make the person well?” she said with a shrug. “Of course not. It’s only one technique in a long line of medical arsenals.”

“Right,” he said. “Well, apparently the pirates want to kidnap you and take you back to wherever this family member is, so you can fix him.”

She stared at him. “But I don’t even know what the problem is.”

“Well, I don’t think they’re too interested in waiting around and asking questions,” he said gently.

She nodded slowly. “So you’ll turn me in then?”

“No,” he said, frowning. “Why would I do that? I’ll take you back to one of our ships and then come in and take out the rest of the pirates.”

He saw the relief on her face, but then she frowned. “What about all the other people here?”

“What about them?” he asked. “I can’t have them hurt because of me.”

“Understood,” he said. And then he smiled. “But what will you do about it?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I’ve been hiding in the ductwork, figuring out exactly what to do. I was thinking that, if the pirates sink the ship, I should at least make my way up a few more decks, but I was trying to avoid contact with anybody.”

“Well, guess what?” he asked. “You screwed that up.” But he let humor rest in his voice. He studied her; she couldn’t be more than five foot tall. She looked like she was eighteen. He hardly believed that she was even a doctor. Suspicious all of a sudden, he asked, “Do you have any ID on you?”

Her eyebrows shot up. “No, I wasn’t trying to save anything but me when I heard that pirates were taking over the ship.”

“Surprisingly,”— he stepped back—“ it’s the first thing every woman normally does. They grab their purses.”

“Maybe, but I’m not every woman,” she said coolly.

Just then a noise came from the left. He pulled her beside him, up against the door, and held his fingers to his lips.

She rolled her eyes at him. “Like I don’t know to stay quiet.”

He tilted his head at her but didn’t say anything. Jax waited and waited and waited, but no more of the same noise came. He frowned at that. He wanted to poke his head through to the other side but knew it was almost a guarantee of getting his head shot off. He studied his options and then said, “We need to change levels.”

“Better to go down a level,” she whispered. “It was deserted.”

“Well, that works in some cases,” he said, “but it won’t get the rest of the people off this ship.”

“I thought you only wanted me off,” she said.

He looked at her, smiled, and said, “Good point. Let’s go.”

And he led her back into the stairway, forcing her down the stairs again and again.

She protested the whole way. “Don’t take me off the ship. We must do something to save everybody else.”

“I hear you, but I can’t take the chance.”

“It’s me the pirates want. You’re not making any sense. If they kill the others to get to me, that’s just a numbers game, and obviously we’ll all lose that one.”

A loud voice snapped orders close by.
Dale Mayer. Jax (Kindle Locations 257-292). Valley Publishing Ltd.

Between Beau, himself and even Abby, they take back the ship before the other teams arrive. Now they have to figure out who the patient is and how to help without Abby being taken.

I love the snark in this one and Jax realizes rather quickly he’s falling for the lovely doctor.

Again there’s lots of action, suspense, some sizzle and even some jealousy in this page turning read.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series, I pretty much inhaled the first three.

5 Contented Purrs for Dale!

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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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Releasing Tuesday! Griffin – Mavericks Book 2 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.

Griffin
The Mavericks Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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Helping Kerrick was one thing,
getting tagged for a mission of his own quite another …

His heart ached to hear a young girl had been kidnapped while at a hotel in Thailand, waiting for her father to arrive. But nothing is ever as it seems, and this case isn’t even close to simple.

Lorelai spent the last seven years enjoying her young charge, Amelia Rose. Tutoring the daughter of a wealthy business owner added perks to the job, like holidays around the world. In all these years Lorelai had never once seen the downside to having big money–until the holiday in Thailand where Amelia Rose is targeted, and they were both kidnapped.

Griffin managed to rescue the kidnapped victims, but tracing the kidnappers was a whole different story and brought the group a little too close to home …

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We met Griffin in the first book of this series. He was Kerrick’s back-up, now he will get his own one and done mission. It comes fast on the tail of the last mission but time is critical. This time he’s given a choice of who he’ll have as backup, he chooses Jax. Kerrick will be working with him behind the scenes as well. Getting to Thailand is going to be interesting and very speedy.

What was to be a family holiday in Thailand has turned into a nightmare for Amelia Rose, her tutor Lorelei and her nurse Mary. They managed to escape once, but as a punishment they killed Mary in front of them. Now they had to hope the message Lorelei gave to a maid reaches someone to help.

Help in the form of Griffin and Jax comes and intercepts them at a most fortuitous time. An accident blocks the road and they sneak the girls into their vehicle and leave.

This is a favorite scene.

Griffin kept a warning hand on the girls’ heads, whispering, “Stay low. Stay low.”

Jax was at the wheel. He’d slowly backed up, turned around their car, and drove away, trying not to make it look like he was escaping, but, in truth, they were not only escaping but doing it as fast as possible but inconspicuously. As Griffin turned to look behind them, the two men returned to their car, only to stop and scream and yell at each other as they realized the girls had vanished.

“Now they know they’re missing,” Griffin said. “Pick up the speed a bit but not to draw any real attention.”

Jax already had goosed his gas pedal, waiting for Griffin to give him the all clear to get this vehicle in high gear.

As Griffin watched, the other vehicles now joining in this traffic jam had pulled up behind the kidnapper’s vehicle, effectively boxing them in, filling in the void their leaving had opened. Another one pulled out of the row and turned around, doing what Jax and Griffin were doing, rather than waiting for the vehicles in the accident to clear off. It effectively jammed in the kidnappers’ car.

“They’re on their phones, calling for help,” Griffin said, “since they can’t get out of the traffic jam.”

“Good,” Lorelei snapped from behind the front seat. “They deserved that.”

When they rounded a bend in the road that cut them off from the kidnappers’ sights, Griffin told Jax to floor it.

Jax put the pedal to the metal, but then he coaxed it up another gear. “Let’s hope we have enough of a head start.”

Griffin leaned over his seat and looked down at the two girls. Lorelei’s eyes were brown and wide, filled with a bit of temper and a little bit of uncertainty. But Amelia Rose’s eyes broke his heart. She was clearly terrified. He smiled at her and whispered, “It’s okay. We’re the good guys.” But it didn’t look like his words had any effect. He looked at Lorelei. “Do you know what they wanted from you?”

She pointed toward Amelia Rose. “They want her.”

“We heard from your dad,” Griffin said gruffly. “So, Amelia Rose, you’ll be okay. We just have to get you to safety.”

At the mention of her father, her eyebrows rose, and her eyes widened. “Did Poppy send you?”

“In a roundabout way, he did,” Griffin said, not having a clue who was behind his orders. “The bottom line is, we were sent to rescue you and to get you out of here safely.”

“I’m not going without Lorelei,” Amelia Rose said, her tone stubborn.

Griffin chuckled. “We’re taking both of you.” He kept an eye on the road behind him. “Looks like we’ve lost them for the moment, but I’m sure they’ve radioed ahead. We have to switch vehicles.”

Just then his phone buzzed. He glanced down to read an address, punched in for the map, and held it up for Jax.

Jax looked at it and nodded.

Griffin typed in the address into the car’s GPS. As soon as Jax understood where the address was, Griffin wiped the GPS from their car and from his phone. Griffin then forwarded the image he’d taken of the kidnappers’ license plate to his Mavericks contact. They should be able to track the car and, with any luck, the drivers.

“Can they really track your car, your phone, see your recent activity?” Lorelei asked in confusion, having seen what Griffin had done.

“We don’t want to take the chance that they can,” he said. “Worse than that is if they’re tracking us via satellite.”

She stared at him in horror and then cried out, “We have to ditch this vehicle.”

“Like I said,” he said, “we have to switch vehicles.”

Just then they went through a series of turns as Jax took the vehicle on a roundabout trip and pulled into a parking lot. There wasn’t much in the way of decent vehicles here, but Jax obviously had a plan. He headed to the far side where two vehicles had pulled up beside each other. The men stood off to one side, arguing something fierce, and they didn’t notice Jax slide into the driver’s side and take off with one their vehicles toward Griffin and the girls.

“Move,” Griffin said, “now.” He was out and opening the door to assist Amelia Rose. Lorelei was already out on Jax’s side. She had yet to notice that there was no sign of Jax. She came racing around to Griffin’s side of the vehicle and held out her arms. Amelia Rose ran into them.

Their new transport pulled up; they dashed inside and hit the road. Griffin watched behind them again, but neither man, still intent on their argument, had yet to notice that one of their cars had been stolen. A few blocks later he smiled and said, “Clear.” He turned to face the girls in the back seat. “Now”— Griffin pulled the armband he’d been carrying in his pocket for just this moment—“ Amelia Rose, lift your right arm please.”

Shocked, she slowly lifted it to rest on his seat in front of her. “Why?”

He smiled, reached around, and placed the band in the middle of her upper arm. “You have a tracking chip in your arm. This will block the signal.”

She twisted her new accessory. “It should come in better colors.”

He laughed. “No such luck. Black is all I’ve got. Don’t take it off, unless you become separated from us. And then we’ll use that signal to track you two down again.

But blocking it now should stop the kidnappers from tracking you again.”

“That’s how they knew where we were after we escaped.” Lorelei cried out, studying the new arm band. “We never had a chance.”

Jax took another rough corner, sending the girls sliding along the back seat.

“Wow,” Amelia Rose said. “He doesn’t drive very well, does he?”

Jax snorted from the front seat. “I drive better than you think,” he said. “I just have to make sure that we’re not being followed.”

At that, Amelia Rose stayed quiet.

Griffin looked at her and said, “My name is Griffin, and that’s Jax.”

She looked up at Griffin and said, “You’re a winged horse?”

“Winged lion,” he corrected with a big smile. “And you’re Amelia Rose, and you’re Lorelei, right?” When both nodded, he could feel their relief settling inside. “Now that we got that straight, I need to know if either of you are hurt.” His gaze was searching as he studied the child and then the woman. He didn’t want to ask if they’d been assaulted in any way, but it happened so often that he knew he had to be sure.

Immediately Lorelei shook her head and whispered, “We’re both okay. I don’t know for how long that would’ve lasted though.”

“Any idea why you were being moved?” Jax interrupted.

“No, not really.”

“They had to move us. To get us away from what they’d done to Nurse. She’s in heaven,” Amelia Rose said tearfully. “They killed her so we’d behave.”
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Getting the girls to safety once again utilizes some unconventional means. The investigation into the who and why though, that becomes even more intriguing and scary.

I’m loving this new series, it has lots of intrigue, suspense, action, love and some heat.

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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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Coming Tuesday January 21 – Kerrick – The Mavericks Book 1 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.

Kerrick
The Mavericks Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Dale Mayer

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On the precipice of change …
Just not the way he’d expected …

Kerrick is tagged to join a new elite group, where he’d have more say and less rules on missions. Working mostly alone, he’s to track down a kidnapped victim suspected of being in England, and likely she’s not the only one. This is his kind of job; finding out a longtime friend is his backup makes this mission a go.

Amanda is snatched at the end of her workday while walking to her vehicle. Days later she wakes to find she’s imprisoned, alone in a small cement cell. One rotting meal a day is provided, and that is it. Once she realizes someone else is here–a young boy—she’s even more determined to escape. And to take him with her. Running into Kerrick wasn’t the plan …

Escaping is only one part of the puzzle as the truth drags them to Europe and beyond as they sort out how the two kidnappings are related, who’s behind it all and why … Before they are run aground and imprisoned all over again …

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This is the start of a new series, a black ops group just starting out but with plenty of resources. Kerrick is approached by a friend as he is counting down to leaving the SEALs. The mission would be a one and done, with only one other person for backup.

This mission is to find and rescue kidnapped scientist Amanda Berg, she’s been in the news lately for her discoveries in cancer research. Not an easy task since apparently whoever was watching over her lost her trail.

Amanda had woken in a small cell, without a watch she couldn’t determine how much time had past exactly, but she figured about a day. She knew someone would be looking for her, she just hoped they’d hurry. She also heard crying so she wasn’t totally alone in captivity.

As Kerrick methodically follows the steps from the ferry where she was last sighted, Amanda hears morse code, and discovers there’s a young boy being held on the floor above her. Now she’s even more determined to escape and take the boy with her.

Finding what he was looking for, Kerrick makes plans to get in and get Amanda. His backup is a pleasant surprise, Griffin is a former SEAL as well. They’d get this job done. However Amanda has a surprise for both of them.

This is a favorite scene.

Kerrick opened the door and flashed his light in the man’s face. Eyes bright and deep emerald green stared back at him. They were twinkling. Kerrick reached out a hand, and Griffin caught it and squeezed hard. Kerrick didn’t have time for explanations or questions, but he pulled his buddy in and shut the door tight. In a low whisper, Kerrick asked, “Are you up to speed?”

Griffin nodded. “Have checked out the grounds. All clear. But doubt it will stay that way.”

Kerrick nodded and stepped through to the stairwell and said, “Down here first.”

But Griffin pulled him back and pointed down.

Kerrick couldn’t see anything.

By his ear, Griffin whispered, “Somebody’s on the landing below us.”

“Got it.”

He stepped off to the side to peer down the stairwell, seeing two bodies pressed tight against the stairwell below. So, they heard him coming? That was just too damn bad. If they got in his way, he would take them out. But … one was small, in baggy coveralls. The other smaller. He held up a warning hand to Griffin, who joined him at his side, and they studied the two in shock. They looked at each other, and then, in a sudden move, Kerrick, using the railings, jumped up to the landing below in two moves, his weapon up tight against the taller of the two people frozen in front of him. And damn if that same clear and directed gaze from one of his photos didn’t shine back at him.

“Who are you?” she snarled. Even with his gun poking her in the ribs, she raised her fists as if to clock him.

He quickly grabbed her hand, twisted it around her back, and pulled her tight against him, so she couldn’t hit him. The child beside her immediately punched and kicked at Kerrick, but Griffin grabbed him and wrapped him up tight.

Kerrick whispered in the woman’s ear, “Amanda?”

She froze, then slowly nodded.

“Good,” he said. “You’re the one we came for.”

“But Brandon comes too,” she was quick to demand.

With her in his arms, Kerrick raced back to the door where Griffin had entered. With both captives safely in their custody, they stepped outside into the cool night air. Kerrick whispered, “Don’t make a sound. Don’t make a move. Not until we tell you.”

“How do I know whose side you’re on?” she asked in an angry whisper.

He could see the fear in her gaze and also her determination to not let that stop her. But, as she stared into his eyes, she seemed to relax a bit. He smiled and said, “Well, I have a code word for you. Would that make you feel better?”

She frowned and said, “I don’t know any code word.”

“And why is it that you do cancer research?”

She stared at him, shook her head, and he whispered, “Because of your friend Alice.”

She sagged against him, and he picked her up and carried her off into the night.
Dale Mayer. Kerrick (Kindle Locations 924-948). Valley Publishing Ltd.

Now getting rescued appears to be the easy part, the getting totally away is another story entirely. Very interesting thought processes involved all of them including Brandon who has a very useful photographic memory.

Fast paced, action packed, with lots of mysterious connections, plenty of suspense and I fell in love with Kerrick just as much as Amanda does.

I love that Dale is releasing the first three books in this series on the same day, it just confirms that am already hooked on this series.

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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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Quinn Valley Ranch: 2 Book Set – Carter’s Cowgirl and Summer Serenade by Melissa McClone


Quinn Valley Ranch Two Book Set
Contains
Carter’s Cowgirl
Summer Serenade
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Melissa McClone

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Second chances, forgiveness,
and dreams coming true.
Nothing is impossible at Quinn Valley Ranch…

This collection includes two emotional, sweet, and heartwarming standalone Quinn sibling stories, three new scenes, and a recipe list. The boxed set features:

Carter’s Cowgirl:
Romance isn’t even on Carter Quinn’s radar. Which is why he’s shocked to find himself falling for Avery Scott, the lovely consultant he hired to help take his organic farm to the next level. But can he convince the commitment-shy Avery to let down the walls around her heart and take a chance on love?

Summer Serenade:
Ivy Quinn wanted to be a star—until country superstar Nash Bennett crushed her dreams on national television. She was sure she’d never see him again. So imagine her surprise when he shows up years later, hoping to make amends, rekindle her musical dreams, and ultimately win her heart. But she could never open herself up to that kind of potential heartbreak…or could she?

Fall in love and live happily every after in Quinn Valley. It just might become your new favorite small town!


These books are Melissa McClone’s contributions to a multi-author series set in Quinn Valley, Nevada. These books are sweet simmering romance and there are new scenes and recipes too.

Carter has hired a consultant to help him take his Organic Farm to the next level. For the last couple of years it’s just been status quo and he now feels he’s at the point he can do more. He has the bunkhouse set up for her since there are no hands on the property in the winter.

Avery is the consultant, she travels from farm to farm with her horse Mercury, he is her only family.

Now when Carter brings her to the bunkhouse, they discover the heat is out, and after an initial check, he’d have to call in an expert. This is when Avery freaks out a bit when Carter offers her a room in the main house.

This is a favorite scene.

That was her fault. Carter Quinn might be attractive, paid her a compliment by calling her pretty, and offered her a room in his house, but that didn’t mean she’d had to overreact.

Except that was exactly what she’d done in the bunkhouse.

He motioned to the door on the right.

When she crossed the threshold, she felt instantly at home. Granted, the bunkhouse had been freezing, but this bedroom went beyond the warm temperature to cozy and welcoming.

As Carter placed her suitcase onto the queen-sized bed, Avery willed her pulse to slow. Her breathing, too.

She’d jumped all over him for mentioning her looks and then treated him like he was an axe murderer who would feed her body to the pigs. Not that he had any on the farm.

Only cattle and chickens.

Horses and a dog, too.

Talk about freaking out.

And embarrassing herself.

“Will this room do?” he asked.

“Yes.” She placed her backpack on the floor. “Thank you.”

Complimenting her wasn’t a crime, but she preferred to be acknowledged for anything other than her looks. He didn’t know that, however, and she shouldn’t take her frustrations from past interactions out on him.

Nothing he’d done suggested he would flirt or make a pass. He hadn’t followed what he’d said with any innuendos. A glance or two, but that could mean anything or… nothing.

Pathetic.

She’d stayed in other clients’ houses so many times she’d been surprised when he’d offered her the use of the bunkhouse. Yet, when he’d brought up sleeping in his home, she’d snapped.

The bitter taste of regret coated her mouth.

She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to be alone, but Carter was still there. He moved toward the door with quick steps as if trying to get out of her way. Which proved yet again that he was a decent guy. One with sisters, brothers, and a lot of other relatives who might drop by unexpectedly and enter without knocking. Knowing that made her feel more comfortable. Now to let Carter in on that.

“There are clean towels hanging in the bathroom,” he explained in a low voice, sounding as if he didn’t want to upset her more. “If you need extra washcloths or hand towels, they’re in the cabinet below the sink.”

“Thank you.” She needed to say more, but expressing her appreciation for his hospitality was a start.

Carter had been nothing but polite. He’d apologized after she’d taken his words the wrong way. Albeit, her being hair-triggered was due to what she’d dealt with in the past from bosses, coworkers, and plain jerks, but painting all men with the same wide brushstroke wasn’t right.

Or fair.

She hadn’t spoken up for years, but now standing up for herself was second nature. She’d become her own advocate because no one else would, but she still needed to think before she spoke.

He backed up farther. “If there’s anything you need, please let me know.”

“I will.” She surveyed the room. Much better than the freezing cold bunkhouse. A green-and-blue plaid comforter and coordinating pillows gave the space a slightly masculine feel. Mismatched nightstands with matching lamps sat on either side of the bed. A dresser graced one wall, while an oversized oak armoire seemed to be the only closet. “This is a lovely room.”

“It used to be mine before Ben followed Frannie to heaven.”

The affection for those two people shone on Carter’s face, the same as it had when he talked about his family. He was fortunate to have earned such love.

At least she had Mercury.

Avery would forever be grateful to her stepfather for that. She took a breath before releasing it slowly.

“Staying here is much better than spending the night in a freezing bunkhouse.” Time for her mea culpa. “I’m sorry for my reaction— or rather, my overreaction— earlier.”

“No problem.” He spoke without missing a beat. The words could have been said flippantly, but his were full of sincerity. “You traveled a long distance today only to have things not be what you expected when you arrived.”

Her mouth dropped. She closed it. That was exactly it, but how had he figured that out about her? “The drive wasn’t bad, but the other…”

Avery needed a minute before continuing.

“You don’t have to tell me,” Carter said.

“I do.” She’d expected him to press for the reason, not back off, but that didn’t change anything. He deserved an explanation for her behavior. “There are a few things that upset me. Push me over the edge. Being called pretty is one of them. I’ve been judged because of my looks with not-so-pleasant outcomes. I also don’t respond well when plans change suddenly, even if the result turns out in my favor. Like staying in this guest room instead of the bunkhouse.”

Too many times, her life had been thrown into upheaval. From being kicked out of the home she’d grown up in to losing jobs, she’d had security ripped away when she’d least expected.

“I’m also not a big fan of surprises,” she continued. “But I shouldn’t have freaked out over staying in your house. My behavior was uncalled for. I hope you’ll forgive me and allow us to start over.”

The corners of his mouth curled up. He didn’t sigh, but she caught a slight exhale.
Melissa McClone. Quinn Valley Ranch Two Book Set (Kindle Locations 489-542). Cardinal Press, LLC.

Now while these two are definitely attracted to each other, there are some outside forces as well. There are Quinn’s everywhere and Carter’s grandmother would definitely like to see him at least dating.

I love the slow build of friendship that grows steadily to a love that can’t be denied.

Lots of fun, laughter, and animal chats.

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Ivy Quinn writes music and occasionally performs at her siblings bar and grill. Even though they keep telling her to pursue her music she is perfectly happy waitressing and performing once in a while here.

Nash Bennett is in Quinn Valley for R&R and physical therapy after falling off the stage during a performance in Seattle. Everyone involved with him had signed a non-disclosure agreement. This is to prevent the paparazzi from finding him and hindering his recovery.

Things were going just fine, until he hears Ivy sing.

This is a favorite scene.

The crowd’s reaction overwhelmed Ivy. She bowed and headed toward the kitchen, needing space.

Halfway there, a bearded man stepped in her path.

He wore faded blue jeans, a blue T-shirt with the name of the hottest new video game on the front, a beanie pulled low on his forehead, and sunglasses.

Who wore a beanie in the summer and sunglasses inside at night? Must be a hipster. Probably from Portland or Seattle given his lumberjack-worthy beard, but she shouldn’t judge. Quinn’s was known for their friendly customer service. She wouldn’t disappoint. “May I help you?”

“Your set was great.” His lips curved into a charming smile. “You have a fantastic voice, and I won’t be forgetting that last song anytime soon.”

The compliment made her stand taller. “Thanks. I’m happy you enjoyed the show.”

“I did. I…” His voice trailed off. “Could I buy you a drink?”

She forced her shoulders not to sag and her smile not to falter. He was still a customer, but she hated that the guy couldn’t have just said his two cents before returning to his table. She hated being hit on at work.

“No, thanks.” She clutched her guitar like a lifeline. “I can’t. I’m busy.”

“Are you performing again?” he asked.

He must not be from around here, which meant he didn’t know she was on the staff. “No.”

The man opened his mouth as if to speak but then pressed his lips together. “Thanks for the music. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.”

“You, too.”

She barely had the words out before he turned, wove his way around tables, and left the pub.

Melissa McClone. Quinn Valley Ranch Two Book Set (Kindle Locations 2458-2472). Cardinal Press, LLC.

Nash of course couldn’t let things be, and then the fireworks start when he reveals himself to her. She knows him and she wants nothing to do with him.

I love the way this story plays out, it is emotional and satisfying. There is humor, romance and also betrayal and redemption.

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USA Today bestselling author, Melissa McClone has published over forty novels with Harlequin and Tule Publishing Group.

With a degree in mechanical engineering from Stanford University, Melissa worked for a major airline where she traveled the globe and met her husband. But analyzing jet engine performance couldn’t compete with her love of writing happily ever afters.

Her first full-time writing endeavor was her first sale when she was pregnant with her first child! When she isn’t writing, you can usually find her driving her minivan to/from her children’s swim practices and other activities.

Melissa lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three children, two spoiled Norwegian Elkhounds, and cats who think they rule the house. They do!

Snowy Montana Nights: McCool Family/Montana Cowboy Romance – Dallas Debutantes Book 3 By Cynthia D’Alba


Snowy Montana Nights: McCool Family/Montana Cowboy Romance
Dallas Debutantes Book 3
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Cynthia D’Alba

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A sexy new book in the Dallas Debutantes/McCool Family trilogy. All books in the trilogy can be read as standalones.

A cowboy who isn’t what he appears must play private host to a spoiled Dallas Debutante who isn’t what she seems. Between frozen pipes, bonfires, bowling, a flu epidemic, a jealous ex-girlfriend and a snowstorm of the century, when will they ever find time to discover the real person under their façade?

After an embarrassing disaster at her cousin’s wedding, Dr. Wendy McCool needs a change of scene and some quiet time to reflect on her medical career choices, her future and her lack of a love life…or really, any life outside of eighty-hour work weeks. An offer of a private apartment from her mother’s friend sends her off to Montana only to discover the unexpected.

Over a decade in Chicago as a hedge fund manager and Zane Miller is ready to call it quits. He misses the family ranch in Montana, the fresh mountain air, and even the smell of a barn full of horses. When his mother falls ill, he heads to Montana, ready to do what it takes to get her health back, even running the ranch while his parents winter in Florida. What he didn’t agree to was playing host to a spoiled Dallas Debutante/jilted bride. Heaven help him.

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Could there be anything more embarrassing than having the groom jilt his bride at the alter by declaring his love for you, her maid of honor. This is the scene as the book opens, Wendy McCool quickly sets the errant groom straight and his bride sends him on his way. Then it all hits the internet.

This is the catalyst for Wendy to reevaluate her life and career choice. A prominent plastic surgeon, she would rather do reconstruction than face lifts and ‘nose jobs’, but those were the bread and butter of the practice.

Zane missed his home in Montana and when his Mom falls ill it was the perfect excuse to leave Chicago. He’s reconnecting to all the things he loves, the outdoors, horses and family. With his parents vacationing in Florida, his mother calls upon him to set up the barn apartment for a guest. Problem is the apartment isn’t livable after water damage.

Not only was Wendy not dressed for Montana in December when she stepped off the plane, she was going to be hit with that news. However she finds herself relaxing after settling in the main house.

This is a favorite scene.

Zane stomped his boots on the porch to knock off as much barn muck as he could before removing them and parking them inside the enclosed porch. He’d made the mistake of leaving a pair outside once. Pike and Coda, the ranch border collies, had had a great time with what they’d thought were their new chew toys. He couldn’t blame them, however. He’d been the fool to leave them within the reach of their teeth.

Speaking of his dogs, Zane’s gaze swept across the pastures for the working pair, but saw no sign of them. As he began pursing his lips to whistle for them, two loud, shrill whistles blasted from the barn. Then he heard the barks as the dogs moved side to side and around the horses in the field. Working as a team, they moved the horses down the fenced area and through the gate Cowboy Russ had standing open. The ten horses trotted through the gate and into the barn, the two black and white dogs close on their heels. Once their roundup work was completed, Pike and Coda raced from the barn toward the main house.

He laughed as they hit the porch at full speed and then skidded to a stop at the toes of his socks.

“Okay. Let me see those feet if you want to come in the house.”

Both dogs dropped on their bellies, rolled on their sides, and put their paws in the air, a neat trick his mother had taught them. Muddy paws made muddy tracks through the house, so she’d trained Pike and Coda to let her clean their feet.

He retrieved the dog towel from the enclosed porch and cleaned eight paws. As soon as he was done, the dogs jumped back to their feet ready to head inside for dinner. Freely available meals, like dog food, had the potential to attract some unwanted wildlife visitors—a valuable lesson learned over the years. Now, the dogs were fed either inside the house or inside their kennels, which were accessed via a small room under the stairwell. Heated in the winter with excellent air flow in the summer, their kennels were more akin to dog palaces, not that the two spent much time in them. They were too busy running the ranch, or so they would tell you if they could talk.

“Okay, let’s see what we can fix you two for dinner,” he said, walking into the house. “No steak, Pike,” he said, and the dog’s eyes took on a look of pity that made Zane chuckle. He had no idea the size of their vocabulary, but he knew they understood more than some of the people he worked with in Chicago.

For the first time since frigid temperatures took hold, a warm room greeted his entrance. From the kitchen, he noticed the fireplace had fresh wood and a nice blaze going. Parked in front of the hearth was his mother’s favorite chair—what she called her reading chair. Long, blonde hair draped over the arm. He shushed the dogs and quietly made his way over to the chair.

Wendy’s shapely legs were stretched out with socked feet propped on the rock hearth. Her slender fingers were interlaced and lay across her stomach. Then his gaze stopped on her face. Whew. He’d just about convinced himself she wasn’t as gorgeous as he’d originally thought. He was oh so wrong about that. The woman was still a knockout beauty, but asleep, some of the stress on her face had been erased.

His heart rattled like the tail end of a rattlesnake.

Yeah, he wasn’t going there. She might be beautiful. Her personality might shine like a full moon, not that he’d spent enough time with her to know. She might have a body that filled a man’s fantasy. Hell, she might be as rich as Croesus, but none of that mattered. He was not getting involved with someone like her…rich, beautiful, and pampered, not to mention a recently jilted bride. No thank you. Been there. Had the scars to prove it. He was smarter now than he’d been in Chicago, or at best, more cautious.

As he was considering how to wake her without scaring her to death, Coda decided she was the perfect alarm clock. She sniffed Wendy’s hair, then put her paws on the arm of the chair and licked up the side of Wendy’s face.

Since he wasn’t sure what Wendy’s reaction would be, he headed back to the kitchen to play innocent. Let Coda take the blame.

“Hey,” a sleepy voice said. “Where’d you come from?”

“You awake?” he called. “Hard to sleep with a dog licking my face. I’m not complaining, mind you. Just stating a fact. She’s beautiful. Who is she? Wait, there’s another one. Who are these cuties?”

Zane pulled a beer from the fridge. “The bigger one is Pike. The other is Coda. Want a beer?” He almost groaned. Of course she won’t want a beer. “Or there’s probably some wine around here.”

“Beer’s fine,” she said, standing and stretching her arms over her head, then adding a yawn at the end.

He was glad to see she’d changed into clothing more suitable to the Montana winter.

He pulled out another beer and passed it to her as she walked into the kitchen, Pike and Coda on her heels. “Looks like you’ve got a couple of fans,” he said, gesturing to the dogs with his bottle.

She smiled and leaned down to hug each dog. “They know a sucker when they see one, I guess.” She stood. “I hope you don’t mind that I added wood to the fire and sort of rearranged the chair. I love to watch a fire burn. It’s something with the flames, I think. So calming and mesmerizing.” She chuckled. “Someone could probably hypnotize me with a fire.”

“I don’t mind at all. I told you to make yourself at home.Plus, it was nice coming home to a warm house that didn’t involve spending a small fortune on electricity.”

“Now, dinner. What can I do to help? You said something about a spaghetti casserole.”

“Oven’s on.” He pointed to the dial he’d flipped before grabbing his beer. “Thirty minutes, and it’s done.”
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Now there’s plenty of surprises in store for Zane as he gets to know Wendy. not the least of which is his attraction to her. A big problem with that going forward, he thinks she’s the jilted bride.

Wendy really has to decide what she wants to do with her life. Being away from her twin and her family is difficult for her, but really gives her a chance to find out who she really is inside.

With laughter, tears, and some sizzle, you won’t be able to put this one down.

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

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


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A SEALs Oath – SEALs of Chance Creek Book 1 By Cora Seton


A SEAL’s Oath
SEALs of Chance Creek Book 1
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NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Cora Seton

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Wanted: one wife, one baby.
Love not required.

Navy SEAL Boone Rudman has six months to find a wife and get her pregnant or he’ll lose his chance to win 1500 acres of prime Montana ranch land. So when he discovers Riley Eaton living on his new ranch, all grown up from the tomboy she used to be, he decides she’ll do for his bride—whether or not she’s got other plans.

Riley Eaton quit her job, sold her car and moved to Chance Creek with her friends to pursue the dreams she’d put on hold for far too long. She has no idea her uncle sold the ranch out from under her—and has no plans to marry any time soon—but when Boone shows up, sexy as hell after fifteen years in the service, she begins to wonder if her priorities are all wrong.

When duty turns to desire, Boone launches a campaign to win Riley’s heart. But is it too little, too late? Or can he convince Riley to forget the past and create a future worth fighting for?

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I had just finished the latest in this series when I realized that I’ve read all of these but haven’t reviewed them. So now I’m on a mission to re-read and review from book 1.

In this first book the stage is set. Boone Rudman and three of his friends have decided to build a sustainable community. One that is eco-friendly to show that you can live comfortably and save the planet. He had applied for a grant from the Fulsom Foundation and it was their impressive proposal that caught the attention of the Foundation’s director Martin Fulsom. Fulsom has the property they will need and the funds to achieve their goal. Unfortunately he also has a few things he insists on, a reality type show, women involved, a wedding and pregnancies.

Riley’s has just lost her job and with it the possibility of adopting a child. Her friends aren’t happy with their jobs and one of them has been receiving threats. Riley’s been thinking a lot about her family home in Chance Creek, her Uncle Ross owns it now, but one day it would be hers. She was the only one who ever spends time their. Now she comes up with an idea, throw off the shackles of this modern world and make a vow to live as Regency women for six months. During that time they would pursue their dreams. For Riley it would be painting, for Nora write her novel, for Avery write her screen-play and Savannah resume piano. Little did they know things were about to take a radical turn.

Apparently Riley’s Uncle Ross sold the property and the deal Boone made with Fulsom made him the next owner if the conditions are met.

This is a favorite scene.

Getting her to fall for him might prove more problematic, though.

“Go away,” Riley said. “It’s the middle of the freaking night.” She tried to shut the door again, but Boone muscled it open.

“The sun has been up for over two hours. Time to rise and shine.”

“What are you so cheerful about?”

“Getting to see you again.” It was true; there wasn’t anywhere he’d rather be than right here. “I’m glad you came to Westfield.”

“Glad enough to let me stay?”

“Of course. If you’ll marry me.”

“Boone.” Even disapproving, she looked so delicious in her old-fashioned getup.

“Riley.”

“Are you really serious about that?”

“You have no idea.” He was afraid she’d close the door, so he steered the conversation to safer ground. “You four can have the manor and the two acres around it, including the gardens out back. The Horsemen and I won’t touch them. In fact, we won’t trespass without your invitation.”

Riley relaxed a little. “Okay.”

“Feel free to wander the rest of the ranch, of course; just be careful of our gardens and installations. If you want to learn more about our solar power system or anything else, just ask. I’d love to show them to you once they’re up and running.”

Riley nodded. “We’ll be careful.” She bit her lip and he had the feeling she was remembering that Russ had sold the place out from under her. Time to distract her again.

“My sustainable community will be off-grid. How about we get the manor off the grid, too?”

“That would be… interesting,” Riley said. She stifled a yawn. “Could you maybe come back later? Like, when I’m dressed?”

“I’d prefer to talk now. I’m kind of enjoying this,” he said.

Riley rolled her eyes, but color bloomed in her cheeks, and Boone’s pulse two-stepped in his veins. Without thinking, he leaned in closer, intent on stealing a kiss. Riley didn’t pull away. Instead, she watched him come toward her, and even lifted her chin as if to meet him halfway.

“Riley? What’s going on?” a voice called.

They sprang apart. Boone looked past Riley to see an ethereal blonde come down the stairs. A possible match for Clay, he thought.

“It’s our landlord.” Riley smoothed her dress. A blush tinged her cheeks.

“This early?” Another woman descended the stairs. A brunette. Boone paired her with Walker in his mind; she looked nearly as serious as he pretended to be. When a redhead joined the group, pattering down the steps so quickly her white nightgown billowed around her, he had to bite back a smile. Jericho would be pleased.

“Just had a few things to say. Riley, can you introduce me?”

“This is Savannah,” she said, indicating the blonde.

“Good morning, Lieutenant,” Savannah said with a little curtsy. “It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?”

“It sure is. But I’m not a lieutenant,” Boone said. “I enlisted in the Navy straight out of high school and—”

“We appreciate you letting us stay at the manor, Lieutenant,” the redhead interrupted. “I’m Avery, by the way. It’s a shame you aren’t wearing your uniform, you know.”

“I’m happy to have you here.” What was with the lieutenant bit?

“We’re very happy to be here, Lieutenant. And we’ll take care of the house as if it was our own,” the brunette said.

“Because it should be,” Riley added. “This is Nora, by the way. She’s a teacher.”

Boone forged ahead. “First things first. I’m not a lieutenant. I’m a non-commissioned officer and—”

“But lieutenant sounds so romantic,” Avery said. “They’re always lieutenants in Jane Austen novels.”

“That’s not even true,” Nora said. “There’s Colonel Brandon, Captain Wentworth…”

“Are you a colonel or a captain?” Savannah asked Boone.

“No, but—”

“See, he’s a lieutenant,” Avery said.

“Of course, Jane Austen would have pronounced it lef-tenant, being British and all,” Nora pointed out.

“I’m damn well not a lef-anything,” Boone growled.

“That’s okay, we’re not British.” Avery shrugged. “Lieutenant it is.”

Boone gave up. “I was explaining to Riley that I want you all to feel at home here. Three friends will be joining me soon. Until then, please let me know how I can help make Westfield comfortable.”

“Lieutenant Rudman’s building a commune down by the barn,” Riley added sweetly.

“Community. A sustainable community.” If he thought he’d have the upper hand by coming early, he’d definitely been mistaken.

“When are your friends arriving?” Avery asked.

“A couple of weeks.”

“Weeks?” She sounded disappointed.

“Avery.” Nora looked reproving.

“That’s a long time. It’s not like I can head into town on Friday night and go to a bar dressed like this,” Avery said.

Boone suppressed a smile. He’d like to see that.

“We’re not here to meet men,” Nora said.

“Maybe you aren’t.”

“We swore an oath, remember?”

“There’ll be plenty of men to choose from in my community,” Boone interjected. He could handle them screwing up his rank if they’d agree to marry his friends. “Maybe you’ll find your Mr. Darcy there. Come on down whenever you get lonely. You can take your pick.”
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With Riley and Boone getting reacquainted there’s still much for Boone to accomplish. Riley in her way helps to open his eyes about some of the design.

We meet a couple who also like to stay in the same era and offer some fun things the women hadn’t considered. Things really get interesting when the other guys show up, each showing an interest in one of Riley’s friends.

Riley and her friends also start thinking of a plan to make money once all this everything with the reality show is over. A B&B and Wedding venue at the manor house becomes a viable idea with the request for a regency wedding by Savannah’s cousin.

Fulsom is another matter altogether, every time that man opens his mouth it’s something that makes this project even more of a challenge.

I love these characters, the premise is different and intriguing. The reality show part will no doubt cause issues, and also add more complications as this series continues.

I laughed a lot and shook my head as well. Riley and Boone are explosive in their attraction and really heat up the pages.

I am starting my re-read of book two, I hope to have these all done by the time the final book in the series publishes.

5 Contented Purrs for Cora!

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Cora Seton

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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