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Kindle Worlds is Closing! Here are some of my favorite worlds and Authors within them!


Kindle Worlds will be gone forever
July 16th 2018!

This deeply saddens me, I have found many new to me authors by seeing them in these worlds.

It was always a place to find quick, inexpensive reads that blended with another author’s characters and settings.

I have heard that some of the World owners are going to continue them on their own and some will need to have an acknowledgement of the originating series before republishing. Yet others may go away completely. For some worlds no decisions have made as to their fate, as this news just broke.

This is a response to a reader friend from Amazon:

For five years, Kindle Worlds has been thriving, engaging writers and readers who enjoy writing in one another’s worlds, and we’re proud of the work we’ve done together. While we are closing Kindle Worlds, Amazon is constantly innovating on behalf of our authors and readers, and we look forward to continuing to do so.

As of May 17th, Kindle Worlds will no longer be accepting new submissions. Previously published Kindle Worlds stories will no longer be available for sale on Amazon.com on or around July 16th. The Kindle Worlds website will be closed on August 29th.

Rest assured previously purchased or borrowed Kindle Worlds stories will remain unaffected.

With that in mind and since the time is short until they are gone, I wanted to share with you some of my favorite Worlds and Authors from them. I hope you will take the time to browse through these links and possibly enjoy them as much as I have.

I put the link I have for the main world and then covers that link to Amazon for individual authors within those worlds that I have read and enjoyed.

I would also like to thank the owners of the worlds that so many wonderful authors wanted to play in, Elle James, Susan Stoker, Paige Tyler, Desiree Holt, Sable Hunter, Millie Taiden, Carly Phillips, Robyn Peterman, Cat Johnson, Eliza Gayle, Erin Nicholas, and Roxanne St.Claire.


This the first Kindle World I ventured into so I’ll start here. 

Brotherhood Protectors 

Special Forces: Operation Alpha 

Dallas Fire & Rescue 

Magic & Mayhem

Hell Yeah!!


Southern Shifters

Omega Team

Sapphire Falls

Barefoot Bay

Phoenix Agency

Paranormal Dating Agency

Dare To Love

Sassy Mates

In the mood for a Valentine? Cupid’s Cowboy – The Cowboy Way Book 4 By Becky McGraw

Cupid’s Cowboy
The Cowboy Way Book 4
Becky McGraw


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Cowboys are a different breed…
They work hard, play hard and love harder.
It’s all about the ride, until the right woman
makes them fall.

Chasing his dream of becoming a country music star, cowboy Jase Smith takes a job with a singing telegram company to make ends meet. He’s hired to deliver a breakup tune to a woman on Valentine’s Day, and meets music exec Leigh Anderson. Could she be the one he’s meant to make sweet music with?

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Valentine’s Day is getting worse by the minute for Leigh and her father/boss doesn’t even know that she hasn’t signed Wade. Finally home and trying to relax she is somewhat startled by the doorbell.

She comes face to face with the delivery of a singing telegram. A kiss off from Wade. The ex from hell and the reason she’s in the mood she’s already in.

This is a favorite scene after Jase delivers the message.

Jase Sutter appeared to be genuinely upset over having to deliver Wade’s message to her, and he was nice, friendly. After Wade, she needed some of that. That was one of the only reasons she’d invited him to give her his demo. During his slaughter of Shot Through The Heart, his voice had been a little too raspy and raw. It squeaked in the upper range, and graveled up in the lower register. Leigh didn’t know if that was his normal tone, or if it was a product of nerves or maybe the fact it was butt cold outside and he was freezing his off in his underwear on her porch. The mastered cut he was about to give her should answer that question.

Leigh walked to her stereo cabinet and opened the glass doors to eject the latest bad CD she’d listened to. She tossed it in the box then turned when she heard cowboy boot heels clicking on her hardwood floors. She was almost disappointed to see Jase had put on jeans and a t-shirt while he was outside. The tight, black t-shirt t-shirt accentuated the curve of his biceps and the jeans cupped him in all the right places, but the half-monty he’d given her on the porch had definitely been better. It was no wonder the messenger service hired him. They probably made a fortune from requests for this guy. Hell, women probably sent themselves singing telegrams just to see him again.

Looking indecisive, he tapped the CD case on his hand, before he handed it to her. “This is a song I wrote and recorded two years ago. I’ve had a few people interested in buying the rights to the song, but I want to sing it.”

Leigh’s heart did a little stutter-step in her chest. Things were definitely looking up with Mr. Sutter. “You write too?” she asked.

“Yeah, I do, but this is the only one I’ve recorded. It’s special to me,” he said, with a softness in his brown eyes that intrigued her. It made her damned curious to hear the song and see if she could figure out what caused it.

Leigh reached out and took the CD and opened the case. “If it’s good, you should have sold it. If you write, there’s more where that song came from,” she advised.

Getting emotionally attached to a song was a usually death sentence for it in the studio. The artist wouldn’t allow the changes that needed to be made to make it commercially successful.

“Nah, it’s a package deal. I don’t want anyone else singing it,” he said, sticking out his hand to her. “I’ve got to go, but my number is on the CD cover, so you can give me a call if you’re interested.”

“You don’t want to stick around while I listen to it?” Leigh asked with surprise. That was really strange, this man was really strange. Most aspiring artists would be falling all over themselves to see what her reaction was. But then Jase Sutter probably had no idea who she was. There were a ton of small obscure record labels in Dallas, and he probably thought she worked for one of those.

“Nah, I’ve got to go stay with my momma while my dad goes to work,” he replied, and his mouth ticked up into a half smile. “But thanks for listening to it.”

“My pleasure,” she replied, hoping that would be the case. There was something about this man that called to her, a freshness in his attitude, an honesty in his eyes that she didn’t run across often in the business.

“Thank you for the musical brush off and the roses,” she said with a wink, and Leigh could swear he blushed. “Since you write, I may have you do one to deliver to Wade Lawson soon.”

Jase’s smile faded, and his eyebrows slammed down over his eyes. “I’d be happy to do that, but if I found the guy I’d probably want to teach him some manners the old-fashioned way,” he said, with his hands fisted at his sides, a muscle working in his jaw.

Jase Sutter certainly had them to teach, and Wade could definitely stand to learn them. But Leigh sure hoped the fierce look on his face didn’t mean he had anger issues like Wade did. All she needed was another fighter on her hands. Or a drinker. “You don’t drink, do you Jase?” she asked. Please say no.

“A beer now and again, but not when I’m working,” he replied, but his eyes were on the clock above her mantle. “I really do have to go,” he said turning toward the door, but he pivoted back to stick his hand out to her. “Thanks again, and I’m sorry about the telegram and roses.”

“No need to apologize, you were just the messenger,” she said, taking his hand. Their palms met and electricity zipped up her arm, it felt like it hit her square in the heart when he gave her a blinding smile. She jerked her hand back to rub it on her shorts, and Jase turned toward the front door. Leigh was transfixed by her favorite part of the male anatomy, his being especially nice, until he quietly shut the door behind him.
Becky McGraw. Cupid’s Cowboy: Cowboy Way Book 4 (Kindle Locations 312-342). Becky McGraw.

Now the attraction is instantaneous, but there is also some things that were totally misunderstood.

Jase and Leigh have a long way to go both professionally and personally. There are lots of sweet moments and then there are the things dealing with the music industry that just complicate the hell out of everything.

A wonderful Valentine’s read!

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw writes happily-ever-afters with heat, heart and humor. A Jill of many trades, Becky knows just enough about a variety of subjects to make her contemporary cowboy and romantic suspense novels diverse and entertaining. She resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years, is the mother of three and grandmother of one. Becky is a member of the RWA, Sisters in Crime and Novelists, Inc.

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Excerpt and TWO Giveaways for Hard Landing: Deep Six Security Book 6 by Becky McGraw

Coming December 26th

Hard Landing
Deep Six Security Book 6
Becky McGraw


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When Maddie Carter comes back from the grave, will Hawk have a fresh start with the one who got away?

Deep Six pilot, former Army Nightstalker, Rhett Hawkins, knew the day would come, but he had hoped it wouldn’t be until after he was gone. Maddie Carter was destined to die young, because that is just how she lived. She flew by the seat of her pants and flying as all she cared about. He’d learned that the hard way, when he asked her to marry him and she shot him down.

But after her memorial service, Hawk just couldn’t get past the feeling that something was wrong with the recounting of the events that led to the crash and her supposed death. Neither the helo or her body had been found. It drove him insane until he decided to do some investigation of his own. After getting conflicting stories from two surviving special operators, he knew he had to go the full distance to settle his mind.

Once in Central America, Hawk realizes there is much more going on than the Army knows. Not only is the now blacked-out military helicopter back in service, Maddie is behind the stick making drug runs for a brutal cartel.

When he has to convince her she needs to be rescued, Hawk sees she is not the same. Captain Maddie Carter is scarred, hardened and has no memory of him or her former life at all.

Back home, when her memory starts to return and secrets are revealed, could it mean he’d only rescued her to lose her again? Would those secrets change his own life forever too?

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Hawk’s heart had never been so full, he thought, as he held his daughter to his shoulder and gently patted her back the way Maddie had shown him. Her gentle roar tickled his insides and he smiled. When Sarah sighed and snuggled into his neck, peace and contentment swept through him and he sighed too.

No wonder Maria didn’t want to let Maddie have time with her. He understood now why evicting her, her baby and her boobs from the suite became necessary to get his time too. Sarah Elaine Hawkins, named after both their mothers, was the sweetest, most cuddly baby in the world. Irresistible when she turned on her charm. A chip off the old block.

Forget the fucking test—call and tell them you don’t want to know. Just tell Maddie to tell them she had the baby in El Paso when you stopped for fuel. Tell her to put your name on the birth certificate.

But it was too late for that. He’d set those wheels in motion, and there was no stopping that runaway bus now. Maddie’s disability payments and Sarah’s future now depended on those results, because of him.

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw writes happily-ever-afters with heat, heart and humor. A Jill of many trades, Becky knows just enough about a variety of subjects to make her contemporary cowboy and romantic suspense novels diverse and entertaining. She resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years, is the mother of three and grandmother of one. Becky is a member of the RWA, Sisters in Crime and Novelists, Inc.

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Countdown To Christmas: Hope For Christmas – Cowboy Way Book 1 By Becky McGraw

Hope For Christmas
The Cowboy Way Christmas Novella – Book 1
Becky McGraw


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Cowboys are a different breed…
They work hard, play hard and love harder.
It’s all about the ride, until the right woman
makes them fall.

Cord Dixon, Mr. Laramie in the world of western clothing modeling, loses his job because he refuses to sleep with his female boss. Christmas is coming, and his bills are due, so he takes the only job he can find. A mall Santa.

Socialite wedding photographer, Hope Carlisle’s life disintegrates when she ruins the wedding of the year. In one fell swoop, she loses her best friend, her business partner and her fiancé. Unemployed and needing a job fast, Hope takes a job as an elf photographer at the local mall. She is not looking forward to her new job, until she meets her sexy Santa.

Individually, Hope and Cord’s lives seem to be a hopeless mess. But with the magic of Christmas in the air, they work together to reclaim their lives and find love in the process.

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Let’s take a trip to a ranch in Texas. I love how Becky puts us right into the feel of ranch life. As you read you can smell the hay and other things. But mostly the sweet, fresh country air.

Cole and Hope have last ditch jobs at the Mall, as Santa and his photographer elf. However her first day becomes their last when a screaming child’s antics pushes Cole beyond his limits

Cole fires his agent, who is faithful to the client and blackballed Cole’s modeling career. With no career he decides to tuck tail and return home where he belongs.

Hope lost everything, her best friend, her fiancé, her inheritance and her family when her camera malfunctioned at a socialite’s wedding. The Mall elf job was to pay her rent, now she’s lost that too. Then she comes up with an idea that would save her career, boost her friend Tina’s company and launch Cole’s career again if he chooses.

With the ranch falling apart, his dad sick and his brother distant from his son, Cole’s return is like a slap in the face. Hope’s initial idea falls to the wayside, but she offers up another way to make everything right for her, Cole and his family.

This is a favorite scene as they work on cleaning the bunkhouse.

Standing on her tiptoes, Hope scrubbed at a cloudy spot on the window at the front of the bunkhouse while she admired the beautiful colors painting the sky as the sun faded behind the trees. A fly picked that opportune moment to buzz around her head. It landed on her forehead, and without thinking, Hope slapped at it with her soapy, gloved hand. Soap slid over her eyebrows and right into her eyes.

She gasped and squeezed them tight, flailing her hands and trying to figure out what to do. She couldn’t rub them, she only had on a tank top so there wasn’t enough material to wipe with, and she couldn’t see to go to the bathroom and wash them out.

“Help!” she shouted as she blindly tugged at the gloves while trying to get them off, but they were suctioned to her hands. She rubbed her face against her shoulder, hoping to hit the thin strap of the tank top.

“Hey—are you okay?” Cord shouted from the kitchen then she heard his boot heels tapping on the wooden plank floor she had just mopped a few minutes ago.

“Your boots are dirty!” she wailed, wiping at her eyes with the hem of her dirty tank top. “You’re gonna mess up the floor!”

“Oh, sorry!” His steps stopped. Hope heard him grunt and figured he must be pulling them off. One clattered on the floor then the other. She fanned her eyes with her gloved fingers then gave up to rub them with her fists. “Oh, man this burns.”

Cord stopped beside her to pull her arm away from her face. Hope couldn’t pry her eyes open. “What the hell did you do?” he demanded gruffly.

“I tried to swat a stupid fly and soap got in my eyes.”

“One second,” he said as he stepped back from her. The next second he was back. His warm fingers closed over her chin, and he gently dabbed at her eyes with a cool cloth, then wiped her face. Cord grabbed her hand to pull her across the floor toward the kitchen. “I think we’re gonna need more water. You probably have makeup in there too.”

Cord stopped at the sink and she heard running water. He swiped an even wetter rag over her eyes. Droplets of cold water streamed down her face and onto her chest. Her nipples hardened and Hope gasped. Cord’s hands stilled for a second then he started wiping again.

When the stinging in her eyes finally stopped, she grabbed his forearm to stop him and opened her eyes. Not two inches from her nose was his firmly muscled bare chest. Cord had evidently been using his shirt to wipe her face. Every tight ripple in his abdomen was on prime display. All the way down to the low slung waistband of his faded jeans. Her eyes followed the dark, thin happy trail bisecting his stomach until it ended there.

Water droplets scattered across the smooth skin of his chest, and Hope fought the urge to lean forward and lick them off. Her head even gravitated that way until she caught herself. Cord’s eyes darted to the front of her wet tank top then back to her eyes. He put his hand on the side of her face and his eyes met hers. “Burning stop?” he asked, his voice more gravelly than usual.

“Yes, thanks for saving me,” she said with a smile.

His thumb brushed over her lower lip, and the burning started elsewhere. His eyes followed his thumb as it made a second pass over her lip. Hope’s knees went weak and she put her hand on his shoulder. Cord put his hand over hers and pulled it off. Heat baked her face as she stepped back from him.

“Gloves,” he explained with a chuckle, his blue eyes shining. “I don’t want to get soap in my eyes too.” Cord took her hand and removed one glove then the other, and threw them in the sink before he gently put her hand back on his shoulder.

Their eyes met, and Hope held her breath. As his head lowered toward hers, his breath brushed her mouth before his lips met hers. The kiss was soft, sweet, and too fast for her to fully enjoy. A soft breath escaped Hope as he pulled back.
McGraw, Becky. Hope For Christmas (A Cowboy Way Novella) (Kindle Locations 729-763). Unknown. Kindle Edition.

From here things heat up in more ways than one, with family drama, and helpers from the rodeo, and Cole’s nephew Jeremy caught in the middle of things he doesn’t understand.

The only thing these two don’t see coming is the love that sneaks up on them.

A story of family and hardship and the love that binds them together whether they like it or not.

The Cowboy Way is one of my favorite series and this is the first book of the series Guaranteed to hook you!

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74004-becky1 Becky McGraw

A Jill of many trades, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw has been an optician, a beautician, a legal secretary, a real estate broker, web designer, graphic artist, and romance writer. She knows just enough to make her dangerous, and her humor-laced contemporary cowboy, military and romantic suspense novels varied and interesting.

Becky resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years and her dog Abby.

She is a member of the Romance Writers of America Published Authors Network, Novelists, Inc. and The Sisters In Crime.

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Sleeper SEALS: Slow Ride by Becky McGraw

The Sleeper SEALs, are former U.S. Navy SEALs recruited by a new CIA counter-terror division to handle solo dark ops missions to combat terrorism on U.S. soil.

Each book in this multi-author branded series is a standalone novel, and the series does not have to be read in order. Each book is a stand-alone, with no cliffhanger endings.

Slow Ride
Sleeper SEALS Book 2
Becky McGraw



Lt. Commander Keegan MacDonald has to face the fact his injury meant he was washed up as a SEAL, but who was he without the teams as part of his life? Even though he loved bikes, being a grease monkey at his uncle’s motorcycle shop sure wasn’t providing that answer.

When he gets a call for a special mission from the commander of a spec ops government contractor group, Keegan grabs onto the lifeline with both hands. Not only would he be helping find an intel leak which could jeopardize his teammates in the field, he might be able to find his own purpose during the mission too.

Keegan goes undercover at the Lily Pad, an off-base strip club where the government believes the special access intel is being passed, and quickly narrows down his suspects. The list includes Jules Lawson, a sexy, mouthy waitress who seems to have a hidden agenda.

When that agenda meshes with his own, and he finds out they are on the same team, but at opposite ends of the field, can they put together a partnership? Or will her inexperience and thirst for vengeance get them both killed?

Better yet, when the mission creeps into something much bigger than an intel leak, could he count on the beautiful agent to have his six while they saved the world? Or would she redefine his world in the process?




I am loving this new Kindle world! SEALs everywhere! In this one we pit our hero Keegan against what might be one of his own. As with most organizations, there has been a lack of communication and he finds that the waitress where he’s gone under cover has more skills than the normal everyday worker.

Jules on the other hand has much to prove. She joined the FBI after she lost her parents to the attack on 9/11. Now she wants to be a member of their counter-terrorism unit.

So far she hasn’t been successful, and having Keegan show up just pisses her off. Here is a favorite scene after their first shift together and Keegan finds out she’s a Fed.

“You’re not a good liar, Agent Lawson, but I’m glad we’re on the same team. Taking you off of my suspect list will make things easier.”

Blinding anger and knee-melting relief fought for pole position inside her as she released her pistol and zipped up her bag. She leaned over his plate to put her nose near his.

Your suspect list? This is my investigation, asshole. Just stand down and stay out of my way. Tell whoever you work for that I have this under control.” Her blinding anger now included her new boss for not letting her know another agent was being sent in.

“If you haven’t closed your investigation in three months, Natasha, the odds are you won’t. That’s probably why God sent me here,” he said, giving her a cocky grin that turned her on and pissed her off at the same time.

Now, he was making fun of her? Comparing her to a cartoon secret agent? And God? He really did think a lot of himself.

“You aren’t as badass as you seem to think you are, Boris. I had you pegged as some kind of operator when you walked through the door at the bar.” She stood to cross her arms over her chest. “Your little show to get hired didn’t impress or fool me one bit,” she said, although now, it really did, even though she didn’t want it to.

“I saved you from being mauled by a drunk—so you should be thanking me,” he said, picking up his fork.

“If you didn’t notice, I don’t need your help. I had things in hand,” she shot back, jerking her bag up to put the strap on her shoulder.

“No, it looked to me like the drunk had things firmly in hand, Natasha.” He winked at her before he shoveled a forkful of scrambled eggs into his mouth and she ground her teeth.

“Enjoy your breakfast, MacDonald. I hope you choke,” she hissed.

“Good luck with your research, Lawson. Maybe we can compare notes tomorrow night to see who gets more info.” The corner of his mouth curled and the bastard winked at her again, before he took a big bite out of his toast.

Jules left her breakfast behind to go home and text Brand to find out exactly who this asshole was and what he was doing in the middle of her investigation.
McGraw, Becky. Slow Ride: Sleeper SEALs Book 2 (Kindle Locations 728-752). Kindle Edition.

There are a lot of twists and turns as Jules and Keegan work their way through the suspects. Snark becomes intimate in spite of them trying not to get involved with each other. A fast, fun, sizzling hot, action filled read!

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw writes happily-ever-afters with heat, heart and humor. A Jill of many trades, Becky knows just enough about a variety of subjects to make her contemporary cowboy and romantic suspense novels diverse and entertaining. She resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years, is the mother of three and grandmother of one. Becky is a member of the RWA, Sisters in Crime and Novelists, Inc.

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The Latest From Becky McGraw: Safe Mode – Deep Six Security Book 4


Safe Mode
Deep Six Security Book 4
Becky McGraw


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When you fall asleep in safe mode, they may bury you…

Dr. Grace Wentworth is at the end of her rope with her wild sister who is pursuing the pipe dream of becoming an actress and pawning her daughter off on Grace to do so. When her sister doesn’t come back from her latest audition, and Grace finds out she’s gone to a BDSM resort in Vegas, she has no choice but to go to Sin City to find her and drag her home.

Dexter Buchanan is just looking for a little well-deserved time off from Deep Six Security to wallow in geek talk with fellow techies at the biggest military electronics show in the world in Vegas. What he gets is far from relaxing, however, when he sees his former college friend-with-benefits at the airport being hustled away in a limo to the Silver Chains Resort. After a little research, he finds out the resort is a kink club and thinks his very vanilla former lover and family friend must’ve lost her mind or she might be in trouble.

Could his decision not mind his own business unravel secrets of his own? Would his interference result in him losing his job at Deep Six, and maybe his life to boot? Or would it be his chance to reconnect with his hardcore military family who thought he was a failure, if he didn’t drag them down with his sinking ship?

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One of the things I love the most about this series is the camaraderie. They joke around to ease the mood when things get tough. Most importantly they are family to each other, not by blood but by choice.

We get a close look at Dex in this one and everything we thought we knew goes right out the window.

Grace is looking for her sister, but where that leads her is far more dangerous than she realized. This is a favorite scene after Dex gets her out of the clutches of a not so worthy DOM, with him arrested and in the hospital with an allergic reaction.

How in the hell was he going to talk his way out of this one?

Nobody at Deep Six knew his real name wasn’t Dex Buchanan… including Logan.

All he could hope for was that Hawk didn’t believe her, thought maybe she was a kooky hooker he’d picked up or something. That’s exactly what he planned on telling him. Without some quick thinking, and believable explanations, his whole life could implode.

Because he just couldn’t mind his own business.

“Who’s Logan?” Grace asked turning back toward him.

“My boss, why?” Dex asked, his teeth clenching.

“Hawk is calling him to get bail money before he heads over here. You’re fortunate to have such good friends,” Grace replied.

“He’s going to need every one of them too,” the officer grumbled, as he pinned Dex with a glare. “I’ll get the nurse to help you get dressed so we can take you downtown.”

The door closed, and Dex sat up on the bed. Downtown. To be fingerprinted and booked into the Clark County jail. Anxiety tightened his chest and he swallowed several times before ridding himself of the knot of fear constricting his throat.

For six damned years he’d kept a low profile, built his new life, and in one night it all went to hell. His real name would now be connected to his alias, so if Sheridan was looking for him, he’d know exactly where to find him. Logan would know his former identity too, and if Dex didn’t do a lot of creative explaining, he might fire him for lying on his resume.
“I hope you know what you just did, Grace. What it cost me to help you last night, and the price I’m going to pay now for it.” Sickness boiled in his gut, and Dex wished like hell he could put a hand over the burning hole there.

It looked like the only two lies he’d ever told in his life were converging and the epicenter for the fallout would be Las Vegas.
McGraw, Becky. Safe Mode: Deep Six Security Series Book 4 (Kindle Locations 955-972). Kindle Edition.

From here it gets more intriguing as the team takes on the task of finding Grace’s sister.

Dex reunites with his family and their are surprises at almost every turn.

There are parts of this that were difficult to read because of the situation and the detailed descriptions of what is going on. Definitely not a read for the faint of heart.

Extremely well written and the relationship that emerges between Grace and Dex is feisty, sweet and sexy as hell.

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74004-becky1  Becky McGraw
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw writes happily-ever-afters with heat, heart and humor.
A Jill of many trades, Becky knows just enough about a variety of subjects to make her contemporary cowboy and romantic suspense novels diverse and entertaining. She resides in Florida with her husband of thirty-plus years, is the mother of three and grandmother of one. Becky is a member of the RWA, Sisters in Crime and Novelists, Inc.

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Happy New Year 2017!


As we enter this New Year, I want to thank all the Authors, Publishers and Publicity Groups that have contributed to my blog in 2016. Not only in ARCs but also in recommendations of new authors.

I look forward to reading and reviewing many new books this year. Some by new authors and others by authors I have come to love.

Each new book I read is a journey to a new adventure, a new love and new experiences for the heroes and heroines.

Thank You All For Your Love and Support!
Much Love,
Carol LaGatta