New Release Review and Giveaway! RIVER OF LOVE by Melissa Foster (The Bradens – Peaceful Harbor, MD #3)

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RIVER OF LOVE
The Bradens- Peaceful Harbor, MD #3
Melissa Foster
Releasing on April 20th, 2016
World Literary Press 
Fall in love with Sam Braden in the Bradens of Peaceful Harbor. Hot, sexy, & wickedly naughty second cousins to the Weston, Colorado Bradens we know and love.
River rafting and adventure company owner Sam Braden works hard and plays harder. He’s fast, focused, and determined—and never at a loss for a willing woman to share his time with. The trouble is, the only woman he wants refuses him at every turn.
Physician assistant Faith Hayes escaped her painful past and built a safe, happy life in Peaceful Harbor. She’s also put what she’s learned to good use helping others by founding Women Against Cheaters, an online support group. When her boss’s sinfully sexy brother sets his sights on sweet Faith, she knows the self-professed player is everything she shouldn’t want, and she’s determined to resist him.
Sam pulls out all the stops, proving to Faith that his past doesn’t have to define his future. As she lets down her guard and begins to trust Sam, intense conversations turn to intimate pleasures. But when real life steps in and their pasts collide, it’s Faith who’s left with something to prove.
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Somehow, Sam “I never met a woman I didn’t like, and I never ‘liked’ them more than once” Braden ended up being my favorite Braden so far! There’s just something about an ultimate playboy who meets the right woman and completely converts to monogamy, isn’t there? 🙂

In case you can’t tell, I loved, loved, LOVED Sam. From his very first scene, he was a fantastic hero. Even though he hasn’t had any kind of a real relationship with a member of the opposite sex since his first one at sixteen (the one that broke his poor little teenaged heart, of course!), he threw himself right into one with Faith, with gusto. Of course she knew all about his reputation and was more than a little resistant. Which just meant that Sam had to pull out all the stops to convince her of his sincerity…

Which he does with style! Oh my goodness, did he ever–the way he convinces Faith to go on a first date with him was absolutely amazing, and worth the price of the book alone. But he doesn’t stop there–once this guy decides he’s going to give his woman his all, he really goes all out. From the first page, this is one hero that will have you melting, guaranteed!

Faith was a little harder to like, at first–she’s been hurt before (so much so that she’s actually created a website/forum group called Women Against Cheaters to try to help others cope and heal), so it makes sense that she’d be slow to trust his change-around, but it felt like she took it a bit too far at times, waffling away from him when he’d given her nothing but proof of his sincerity. Of course that did make him step up his game, and led to even more Sam-is-an-awesome-specimen-of-a-boyfriend moments, so it’s really hard to find too much fault with her. There was a little bit of impatient hrumpfing on my part, but overall this has been my favorite of the series so far.

And only about 75% of that is because of Sam. Okay, maybe 80% 😉

River of Love should work okay as a standalone–it just so happens that I have read the previous Bradens at Peaceful Harbor book ( Surrender My Love (Love in Bloom: The Bradens): Cole Braden ), but even if I hadn’t I would have done just fine with this one. Nate and Cole show up with their significant others quite a bit, but you won’t feel lost at all if you haven’t read their stories yet. (However, chances are high that you’llwant to read them ASAP, just because of the awesomeness of the Braden family. Nate’s story, Healed By Love , was added to my TBR before I’d even finished Cole’s. Consider yourself warned.)

Next up, Shannon’s story ( Crushing on Love: Shannon Braden)–can’t wait!

Rating: 4 stars / A-

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.


Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes contemporary romance, new adult, contemporary women’s fiction, suspense, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café and
Fostering Success. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.

Melissa has been published in Calgary’s Child Magazine, the Huffington Post, and Women Business Owners magazine.Melissa hosts an Aspiring Authors contest for children and has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Melissa lives in Maryland with her family.

Visit Melissa on social media. Melissa enjoys discussing her books with book clubs and reader groups, and welcomes an invitation to your event.

 

 

Jessica Lemmon, Author of RETURN OF THE BAD BOY (Second Chance #4) with 5 Reasons Women Love Bad Boys (and a review)

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Five Reasons Women Love Bad Boys

By Jessica Lemmon

Oh, the bad boy. Who doesn’t love a guy in black leather, with a wicked curve to his smile, and a gleam in his eye that says, “Come on, baby, let’s get into trouble.”?

I never knew I was the bad boy type…until I started writing them. Now I can’t get enough. What’s beautiful about bad boys is there is a wide range. From down and dirty to hard and gritty to the kind of bad boy I love to write the most: the sweet heat.

You know the type. The kind of guy who is a good family man at heart, but won’t hesitate to toss his woman over his knee. The man who is loyal to his friends, but still takes physical risks that put him in danger. From billionaires, to ex-military landscapers, to rock stars, I’ve written many, many bad boys. And I’m not stopping any time soon.

Here are my top five reasons women like you (and me!) love bad boys. I’ve also included a few of my bad boys as recommendations. Which one is for you?

  1. Bad Boys know who they are. They may be jerks, but they know they are and aren’t afraid to be that way. The key to any successful pairing with a bad boy is to find a heroine who challenges him. Bad boys don’t shy away from challenge. They take it on.
    See: Fighting for Devlin
  1. Bad Boys are confident in the sack. Because they have had so much *ahem* experience in the bedroom, the woman who lands a bad boy is going to find he’s pretty darn good at what he does in there. He knows how to please her, and because of a stubborn streak a mile wide, he’s not going to stop until he does.
    See: Bringing Home the Bad Boy
  1. Bad Boys are unpredictable. The girl of his dreams probably dated some schmoe before she dated him, and that guy likely ironed his socks. Meanwhile, her new bad boy beau is telling her to pack a bag because he has a surprise for her, and he’s not going to tell her what it is.
    See: A Bad Boy for Christmas
  1. Bad Boys are loyal. He won’t abandon his true friends, or a family that’s done him right. While bad boys often run from what’s hurting them, they still have a network of friends they will never cut out of their lives.
    See: Rescuing the Bad Boy
  1. Bad Boys love endlessly. Once you win a bad boy’s heart, he’s not going anywhere. He values the love of a good woman the way he values a shot of the best whiskey: through to his soul. Bag one of these boys and you’ll experience a lifetime of love and loyalty, and a healthy dose of toe-curling unpredictability.
    See: Return of the Bad Boy
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Another second chance romance–yay!

Asher’s decided to calm down his rock star lifestyle–mainly because of the three-year-old son he recently discovered he had (one night stand with a groupie, ugh–but hey, the kid’s adorable at least) and has bought a lake house in Evergreen Cove so that he can be near Hawk. He’s trying to pull himself together for his son, and battling Hawk’s mother (and grandmother) for the right to see his son more. It just so happens that Gloria, his agent and sometime-lover has recently moved to town too, though she’s been avoiding him pretty studiously.

Until the start of the book, that is, when Glo decides to suck it up deliver a mis-delivered check to her client. And then watch out…

I enjoyed watching Ash become the kind of guy his son could look up to some day, just as much as I enjoyed watching him pursue Gloria for all he was worth. Man, did the guy have it bad, and it made for some cute moments, like this one:

So, in a way he lied to Even when he said he wasn’t going to take advantage of her in her passed-out state. He was going to cuddle with her, and he was going to cuddle hard.

Seriously, too adorable.

Unfortunately for Ash, he is reduced to such subterfuge quite a bit, because Gloria’s got some major issues when it comes to families and commitments. Not only does she (try to) resist Ash for all she’s worth for a good chunk of the book, she’s also convinced that her less-than-stellar experiences with family will be a liability when it comes to Ash trying to create one with his son. Honestly, her nearly neurotic hesitance over these issues got to be a bit much after a while, though Ms. Lemmon does make a convincing argument for why she’s like that. (It’s still frustrating to read, though.)

But then Ash spends some more time with Hawk, and the cuteness makes up for so much. Not to mention the humor. This is Ash, after spending an exhausting day on the lake with his son, one of the first times he’s had him without Hawk’s mother and grandmother watching his every move:

Things had been less like the music video he’d directed in his head and more like a nightmare on the open water.

LOL! Obviously, spending time with three-year-olds was not something the rock star had a lot of experience with…yet.

If you’ve seen Ash and Glo as secondary characters in other series books, watching them find their HEA will be particularly satisfying, I imagine. Even if you haven’t, though, it’s quite a ride–and the ending? Will give you all the feels 🙂

Return of the Bad Boy is the fourth in the series, and the couples from #1-3 all show up in this one quite a bit. I managed okay not having read the other three (yet!), though at times I did feel a bit out of the loop–not enough to dim my enjoyment of Ash and Gloria’s story, though.

Rating: 4 stars / B+

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.


A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she’s not writing super-sexy heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and eating potato chips.She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.
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RETURN OF THE BAD BOY
Second Chance #4
Jessica Lemmon
Releasing April 26th, 2016
Forever

He’s a mess…Asher Knight has three constants in his life: music, beautiful women, and a bottle of Jack. He lives for the next gig, the next city, and dreams only of a life spent in front of an arena full of screaming fans. But Asher’s nomad ways come to a sudden stop when he learns he’s the father of a three-year-old from a past relationship and suddenly this rock star bad boy is forced to put down roots.

Only she can clean up

Gloria Shields is no one’s fool. Sure, the sexual chemistry between her and Asher has always been intense, but she’d never risk giving her heart to a man who has a perfect record for breaking them. Except the man desperate to make things right with his newfound son is nothing like the rock god she’s guarded her heart against for years. And it isn’t long before she starts to wonder if life with this bad boy might be the best thing that’s ever happened to her.

 

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New Release Review and Giveaway! ONE DANGEROUS DESIRE by Christy Carlyle (Accidental Heirs #3)

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ONE DANGEROUS DESIRE
Accidental Heirs #3
Christy Carlyle
Releasing April 19th, 2016
Avon Impulse
In a bet between two old flames…
 
Rex Leighton dominates the boardroom in the day and prowls the ballroom at night. Searching for the perfect bride to usher him into the aristocracy, he abandoned the idea of love a long time ago–the last time he saw the delicious May Sedgwick. But when he’s roped into a bet, where the prize is the means to fund his greatest ambition and the stakes are a marriage he’s already planning for, Rex is willing to go all in. There’s just one problem-he’s competing against the only woman he’s ever loved and he’s sure she’ll ruin all his plans.
Only love can take it all
Miss May Sedgwick could be the belle of the season…if she cared. May is more interested in the art studio than the marriage market and her craving to pursue her passion far outweighs her desire for a titled English husband. Winning this bet will finally allow her to pursue her true artistic desires. Rex Leighton losing is just a side benefit, as are his breathtaking kisses that she just can’t seem to resist.
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My first book by this author, but definitely not my last!

I really liked Rex and May and their second chance romance 🙂 It takes place just before the turn of the (twentieth) century, which was a nice change of pace–Rex wanting to electrify the entire hotel he wanted to build was just such a neat detail (and totally reminded me of Maggie Smith’s Dowager Countess, shielding herself from the “abominations” her son had recently installed in Downton Abbey, LOL). May’s a department store heiress–like Cora, she’s being pursued for her dowry by ever more impoverished nobleman, but she’s reached the point where she’d just as soon pursue her own interests (interior design–she’s even contemplating starting her own business) as wed, especially when love isn’t there.

Not that she trusts love, because it’s burned her before. She’s looking at you, Reg, Er, Rex. But then her father’s business associate/right hand man comes for a visit, dropping a proverbial bomb, and suddenly marriage becomes a necessity. Because fate (or Ms. Carlyle) has a devious sense of humor, soon afterwards May finds out that that man who broke her heart six year ago? Yeah, he’s here. In London. And also looking to marry–someone who has a position in London society that can benefit his new hotel. Not a fellow American who’s looked down on for her American-ness and whose father hates him.

But of course as soon as they’re in a room together, the sparks are still flying as crazily as ever, which is most inconvenient for them both. And then there’s the bet…

Actually this book almost felt like a two-parter–part one being the angsty bet one, where they sniped a bit at each other and each had to witness the other spending more time than was comfortable with prospective, titled spouses (who happened to be brother and sister, to add even more drama to it all). And then the second part was after they both chucked their prospectives to the curb and gave in to what had been simmering between them for more than six years…only to have both of their families throw up obstacles. You gotta know that when the hero and heroine declare love and intend to wed at just a little past 50% in that something major’s going to get in their way soon–their HEA still has a while to go.

Which, for all its frustration, is a good thing. Because the rest of the story was–well–quite a story 🙂 (There were gasps of surprise going on over here. While my daughter was driving. Sorry, honey!)

While this is third in the series, it worked just fine as a standalone. The couple from the first book were mentioned, mainly because he was the nobleman that May originally intended to marry (plus, Rex knew him from business dealings), but other than that, this one was fairly self contained. I’ve of course added 1 and 2 to my TBR ( One Scandalous Kiss and One Tempting Proposal ), and am daring to hope that May’s good friend Lady Emily will be getting her own story in the not too distant future…

Rating: 4 stars/A-

I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.



Fueled by Pacific Northwest coffee and inspired by multiple viewings of every British costume drama she can get her hands on, Christy Carlyle writes sensual historical romance set in the Victorian era. She loves heroes who struggle against all odds and heroines who are ahead of their time. A former teacher with a degree in history, she finds there’s nothing better than being able to combine her love of the past with a die-hard belief in happy endings.

New Release and Giveaway! SOMEONE LIKE YOU by Jennifer Gracen (The Harrisons #2)

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SOMEONE LIKE YOU
The Harrisons #2
Jennifer Gracen 
Releasing April 26th, 2016
Zebra Shout
A ZEBRA SHOUT FRESH NEW ROMANCE
Pierce Harrison—yes, that Pierce Harrison, black sheep of the wealthy Harrison clan—has come home to his family’s luxurious Long Island compound. The big question is why the dangerously sexy soccer star agreed to coach a kids’ soccer team. His co-coach Abby McCord should be grateful. Instead she’s fending off some seriously smoldering advances from the scandal-ridden athlete. Good thing bad boys are so not her type . . .
Abby is definitely not lacking in passion, but the sweet-faced beauty needs to learn a thing or two about taking a team to the championship—and a whole lot about how to let a man into her once-broken heart. Pierce definitely knows how to make the moves, but will Abby trust that the bachelor the world has condemned as a scoundrel can settle down with the one woman who has taken hold of his heart?
 
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Ignoring the dread that flowed through him with each step, Pierce followed his sister across the expanse of emerald green lawn that separated her house from the main mansion. He took deep breaths, inhaling the familiar and cherished scent of the water that lay just beyond the edge of the estate. His great-grandfather had built the mansion on prime property, picking ten acres of land adjacent to the Long Island Sound. Pierce let the sound and smell of the water wash over him as he willed himself to relax. Not every family gathering had to turn into a skirmish. Maybe today would be one of the calmer get-togethers.

He could hope, anyway. Between his father and his eldest brother, there never seemed to be a lack of sparks to light the always quietly simmering keg.

Before he knew it, he and Tess were crossing the wide stone patio, being greeted by the members of his family. As Tess had predicted, they were all shocked to see him. Charles’s children had grown and actually seemed excited he was there. He hugged his two nephews and niece briefly as they chattered at him.

But he knew what his father and brothers were thinking, as they stood there in their collared polo shirts and khaki shorts, looking like a collection from a J.Crew catalog. They were looking him over in his thin white T-shirt that revealed the many tattoos on his arms, the sporty mesh shorts that revealed more tats on his legs, and thinking that he was a colossal fuckup— as Charles Harrison II had always said he was. Thinking about how that summer he’d been embroiled in a trashy tabloid scandal over in England, a scandal big enough that it’d made its way across the ocean to the States, tarnishing the Harrison name and legacy. He saw the disdain in his father’s gray eyes as he shook Pierce’s hand with the same cool hello he always granted him. He felt the disapproval radiating from his oldest brother, Charles III, as they gave each other a quick, awkward hug.

Dane, however, had been ecstatic to see him. He hugged him tightly, slapping him on the back, going on about what a great surprise this was and how glad he was to see him. Pierce just smiled back. He had to give his middle brother credit; in recent years, Dane had tried to have some kind of relationship with him. It was Pierce who’d always held Dane at arm’s length.

Now, as Pierce looked at Dane—charming and gregarious as ever—he seemed to be radiating with light. Pierce had never seen him so vibrant, and guessed Tess had been right about why by the way Dane proudly introduced him to Julia Shay.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Julia said as she shook his hand. “I’ve wanted to for some time.” Pierce couldn’t help but be wowed by her. She was stunning. Curvy as hell, fiery red hair, beautiful face, hazel eyes that shone with intelligence. Strong and sharp. A presence. Pierce bet she gave Dane a run for his money. Together they were powerful, that was clear.

“Heard you two just got back from a long trip,” Pierce said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his shorts. He could feel his father’s eyes boring into his back, but Pierce refused to turn around and give him the satisfaction of engaging in verbal warfare.

“We did indeed,” Dane said, a broad smile lighting up his face. He slipped an arm around Julia’s waist to pull her into his side. “Ah! Right on cue.” He waved over the butler who had appeared with a silver tray covered with flutes of champagne and thanked him. “Everyone grab one. We have news to share.”

“I knew you were up to something,” Charles II griped good-naturedly.

Charles III glanced over at where his three children now sat on an outdoor sofa, each of them completely wrapped up in their electronic handheld games. Seeing they were situated, he took a glass from the tray and said to Dane, “You’re glowing. Let me guess: You’re pregnant, little brother.”

Dane barked out a laugh as Julia snorted. “Nope. Try again.”

“You got engaged on your trip,” Tess proclaimed. “Right?” She raised her glass to them.

“You’re close,” Dane conceded, glancing at Julia. She smiled back at him.

Pierce stared. He’d never seen Dane like this with a woman: utterly, hopelessly smitten. Pierce and Dane shared one trait: They attracted women easily and went through a lot of them. Truth was, Pierce was more of a player than his older brother—Dane prided himself on the fact that even though he never settled down, he treated women like gold and stayed with some of them for weeks before ending things amicably. But they were both resolutely single and enjoyed playing the field. So seeing him so obviously gaga for a woman had Pierce truly gobsmacked.

“Well?” their father demanded. “Spill it!”

“We were on this fabulous cruise,” Dane began, “enjoying the trip of a lifetime in true paradise . . . and yes, I asked Julia to marry me.”

“I knew it!” Tess cried. She turned to Pierce, eyes bright. “I told you so!”

“Wait, Tesstastic, wait,” Dane said. A new grin curved his mouth as he looked at Julia, who met his gaze with a warm grin of her own. Still looking into her eyes, he continued, “We were already out there in paradise . . . we knew we wanted to be together . . . so, well, we eloped.” He turned his head to take in the looks on his family’s faces as he revealed, “We got married last Sunday. An intimate ceremony on the island of Santorini, on a hilltop overlooking the sea. Just us. It was perfect.”

Julia nodded and blushed a bit. “It really was.”

“Wait, wait!” Tess said in excitement, and leaned in to grab Julia’s left hand. A tremendous diamond ring and matching diamond wedding band sparkled on her finger. “OH! Oh my goodness! How did I not see that before?”

“I was kind of hiding my hand behind my back,” Julia admitted with a chuckle.

Charles II’s eyes dashed from Dane to Julia and back again. “You eloped?

“This is wonderful!” Tess squeaked, throwing herself at Dane. Careful not to spill her champagne, she hugged him tightly, rocking back and forth as she said, “I’m so happy for you! Both of you! Oh my God!”

Charles III stuttered out an awed laugh as he went to Julia. “Welcome to the family, sister-in-law,” he said as he enfolded her in a careful hug.

Pierce watched, feeling awkward. He’d only just met this woman. And now she was family. Part of their dysfunctional, high-profile family. God help her.

He glanced over at his father, who seemed both perplexed and annoyed. Any discomfort for Charles II was like candy to Pierce. Smiling, he went to Julia as his brother released her and gave her a light, quick hug. “Welcome to the clan, Julia. I wish you luck. We’re a tough bunch.”

“Do you always have to be so negative about this family?” Charles II growled at his back. “Ignore him,” Pierce whispered to Julia. “I usually do.” He pulled back and winked at her before moving to Dane. “Congratulations, bro.”

“Thank you!” Dane pulled Pierce into an embrace, clapping him on the back. “I’m so glad you’re here and I got to tell you in person! Great timing on your part. I know I’ve been away, but I had no idea you were coming.”

“Nobody did,” Pierce admitted. “Was a spur-of-the-moment thing. Just got into New York a few hours ago.”

“He’ll be staying with me while he’s here,” Tess said. She raised her glass and said, “A toast! To the newlyweds! Dane, Julia, we wish you all the luck, love, and happiness in the world. All good things, because you both deserve them.”

“Here, here,” Charles III said, smiling.

All six raised their glasses and clinked them together lightly before sipping. The simmering mixture of excitement and slight tension wasn’t lost on Pierce. It was an interesting moment. He smirked to himself. At least he wouldn’t be bored his first day back.

“Got them to open a bottle of the Krug, I see,” the patriarch said after one taste.

“Of course. Nothing but the best for my bride,” Dane said, and leaned down to drop a kiss on Julia’s mouth.

“I want to hear every detail,” Tess demanded.

“Let’s all sit down then, and we’ll tell you,” Dane said.

“And show you some pictures,” Julia added, beaming.

“You have pictures?” Tess squealed, practically bouncing. “Oh good!”

Pierce chuckled at his sister’s exuberance.

“Can I talk to you for just a minute?” Charles II speared Dane with a look.

“Not now, Dad,” Dane said. In a move of obvious dismissal, he turned his back on the patriarch and escorted Julia over to the long table. “Let’s all just sit and enjoy,” he said over his shoulder, “and I’ll tell you all about the trip.”

“Whatever you’re thinking of saying to him,” Tess whispered hotly to their father, “don’t. Please, Dad, don’t ruin this moment for them.”

“I have the right to know if she signed a prenup,” Charles II hissed.

“Not now,” Charles III hissed back at the same time that Tess said, “Dad! No!”

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Pierce growled. “How is that any of your business, old man?”

Charles II turned on his youngest with a harsh glare. “Anything regarding Harrison money is my business. And guarding it has become a standard. First it was your faithless mother. Then his tramp of an ex-wife.” He flicked his chin in Charles III’s direction.

“Shut your mouth,” Charles III snapped, his eyes flickering to his children and back again. “My kids are sitting ten feet away, and that’s their mother you’re talking about.”

“So what? She’s worthless and they know it,” Charles II went on. “She hasn’t seen them in how long? And now, if this marriage doesn’t work out—”

“Shut up,” Pierce bit out, taking a step toward his father. “Just shut up. They’re happy. You step on this moment, Dane will never forgive you. And neither will the rest of us.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, boy,” the patriarch snarled. They locked gazes, tense hostility radiating from them both. “You think I care what you think of me? You?

“I know you don’t,” Pierce growled back. “But you care about Tess and your other sons, so maybe you should think about them for once instead of yourself.”

“Wonderful.” Tess stepped between them. She tried to keep her voice down as she said, “Pierce has been home for all of an hour, and you’re already at each other’s throats. Stop. Right now. Tonight is for Dane and Julia, and for celebrating. Hold off your animosity for one evening, okay?”

“She’s right,” Charles III added. He looked at his father and said sternly, “Dad? Not. Now.” Then he looked at his brother and added, “For once, I agree with you. But stand down, all right?”

Pierce flicked a glance at him, gave a curt nod, and stepped back. The old familiar anger coursed through him, hot and bubbling, but he swallowed it.

“Fine.” Charles II eyed his three grown children circling him, barely reining in his irritation. “Let’s all go toast the happy couple and hear about how they cared so much about our family that they denied us the pleasure of seeing them get married.”

“It’s not about you or us!” Pierce cried in disgust.

“It’s his life!”

“I can hear you all,” Dane said dryly from a few feet away, where he and Julia sat at the long glass table. “And so can my wife.” She stared off into the distance, not wanting to make eye contact with the squabbling relatives. “So why don’t you just stop and come sit down? I’m not letting anything bring us down tonight. Not even another skirmish in the ongoing Harrison Family Wars.”

Tess went over to Dane and Julia, offering apologies, while Pierce and his father stared each other down.

“Cut the shit, gentlemen,” Charles III murmured, stern and cool as he looked from one to the other from behind his black-rimmed glasses. “For Dane.”

Charles II snorted again and lifted his glass to his lips, looking away as if Pierce were a piece of garbage.

Fuck you, old man, Pierce thought. I made a good life for myself, in spite of you.

One he’d created for himself, through dedication, hard work, determination, and natural ability. One he’d created with very little help, financial or emotional. Pierce had spent most of his youth fighting to prove he was worthy. Eventually, he stopped fighting and simply left. But even if he’d left England in a cloud of controversy, what the hell had he been thinking, coming back here?

Pierce shot back the rest of his champagne in one long gulp, put the glass on the table, and looked over at his two nephews and his niece. Charles’s kids were all under nine years old, and looked surly and bored.

“Any of you like soccer?”

Ava and the older boy, Thomas, both looked up and nodded.

“Find a ball. Let’s go kick it around,” Pierce said. “We’ll play a little while the grownups have their talk.”

“I don’t think—” Charles III started to say.

“There’s one in the playroom,” said the youngest, five-year-old Myles. He carelessly dropped his iPad mini onto the sofa and jumped up. “I’ll go get it!”

Five minutes later, Pierce was out on the lawn, kicking a soccer ball around with the kids. It was the best thing for him to do just then, and he was grateful for it. Family powwows had never been his thing, much less sharing space with his father for more than five minutes.


Jennifer Gracen hails from Long Island, New York, where she lives with her two young sons. After spending her youth writing in private and singing in public, she now only sings in her car and has fully embraced her lifelong passion for writing. She loves to write contemporary romance and romantic women’s fiction for readers who yearn for better days, authentic characters, and satisfying endings. When she isn’t taking care of her kids, doing freelance copy editing/proofreading, reading, or talking to friends on Twitter and Facebook, Jennifer writes. She’s shocked her family hasn’t yet staged an intervention for her addiction to social media. But the concerts she gives in her car and the dance parties she has in her kitchen are rumored to be fabulous.
 

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New Release Spotlight: PLAYING THE GAME: DEREK BACKHARD by Shawnte Borris (The Game #2)

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by Shawnte Borris

Release Date: March 30, 2016

Genre: Romance, Sports Romance

Tour Date: April 29, 2016

Since being drafted by the NHL to play for his home team at age nineteen, Derek Backhard has had everything he’s ever dreamed of – unrivaled MVP mentions, countless goals and assists, even being compared to the great one. Holding the power to control his future in the palm of his hands, nothing stood in his way.

Until the unthinkable happened, and everything about his life shifted. Past priorities fell away the moment he held baby Ryder in his arms mere moments after losing his close friend, and Ryder’s father, Brad.

After weeks of watching Liz fall apart over the loss of her husband as she struggled to adjust to life as a single parent, Derek vows to give her and Ryder everything they deserve, creating a life he never knew he always wanted.

Rocked to her core by her changing feelings for him, Liz doesn’t know what to do with Derek or his offer. Uncertainty swirls within her as she leans on her lifelong friend during the hard times, but how much of his attention is real, and how much is pity?

Is she strong enough to let him in and let him take care of her, or will she force him away and back into the life she thinks he really wants?

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What reviewers are saying…

“I have been anticipating this book forever and I can happily say I was not disappointed.” Sweet Love

“I loved the part with Press Cougar Claudia.” Rebecca A

“Pages were so well written and you feel the emotion of the characters point of view.” CeeJays Reading Review

“Such a refreshing story.” T. Cantu

“The perfect sequel to The Game. Just like in all of Shawnte’s books, Playing The Game gives the reader exactly what they are looking and hoping for.” Ariel

“5 hockey puck stars!!!” Melissa M

“If you enjoy funny banter, crazy best friends, and sweet and supportive friends then this is a series for you.” Keri Q

“WOW!! Awesome book!! I thought I loved Derek from The Game until I read this book! My love & admiration for this character is 100 times more!!” Jenny S

“This book tugged at everything in my heart, oh man, all the feels. Shawnte wrote the hell out of this book.” Silvia S

“Story worth reading, it tender, it grabs you by your heart and you shed tears and then laugh.” Jara B

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All about the Author:

Shawnte is an international bestselling romance author with her Falling for Bentley series. She hales from central Alberta, Canada. Where she is a mother of two and co-owns a cow/calf operation with her husband of twelve years. As much as she fusses about farming, she enjoys the rural living lifestyle it offers.

When Shawnté is not sitting at her kitchen table hammering away on her laptop while watching the moose chase her cows across the yard, yes this really happens. Then she is busy attend school activities, community events and chauffeuring children here and there. She is big on playing softball and watching hockey.

When the time comes to relax, you will find her snuggled underneath her down comforter reading on her Ipad. Wait…who are we kidding, if the dishes, vacuuming, laundry or the bathrooms needs a hose down, you’ll always hear her say, “Just after this chapter.” She doesn’t have a favorite author or best story because everyday she falls in love with someone new.

You will find Shawnte on Facebook, Twitter and TSU. Please go like her page and leave a review/star rating on the books she’s wrote that you fell in love with.

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Release Week and Giveaway! RIDE HARD by Laura Kaye (Raven Riders #1)

The first book in Laura Kaye’s hot new Raven Riders Motorcycle Club series, RIDE HARD, is finally here! RIDE HARD is about a new kind of MC with a protective mission. You might’ve first met the Ravens in the Hard Ink world, but this series stands on its own and is even sexier, edgier, and grittier! So read on for a taste and grab your copy of the first book in this sexy new series!

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About Ride Hard (Raven Riders #1):

Brotherhood. Club. Family.

They live and ride by their own rules.

These are the Raven Riders…

Raven Riders Motorcycle Club President Dare Kenyon rides hard and values loyalty above all else. He’ll do anything to protect the brotherhood of bikers—the only family he’s got—as well as those who can’t defend themselves. So when mistrustful Haven Randall lands on the club’s doorstep scared that she’s being hunted, Dare takes her in, swears to keep her safe, and pushes to learn the secrets overshadowing her pretty smile.

Haven fled from years of abuse at the hands of her criminal father and is suspicious of any man’s promises, including those of the darkly sexy and overwhelmingly intense Ravens’ leader. But as the powerful attraction between them flares to life, Dare pushes her boundaries and tempts her to want things she never thought she could.

The past never dies without a fight, but Dare Kenyon’s never backed down before…

 

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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and upcoming Raven Riders series. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

 

 
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Tease Me Thursday! Books from Camille Taylor, Jennifer Loring, and Natalina Reis

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Audiobook Review: IN FLIGHT by Rachael Orman

Available Now On Audible and iTunes…

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In Flight

By Rachael Orman

Synopsis:

All it took was for the right, older man to sit next to me. That flight changed my life. What started out as boring, small talk swiftly changed to
flirting. Things got out of hand for a while, but he made sure to leave me with memories I’ll never forget.

Then he took me home to meet his twin brother and introduce me to what it’s like to have the full attention of two men at the same time.

*Erotic Short Story about Older MEN and younger woman – M/F/M*

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Shifting in his seat, he turned toward me so our knees bumped in the small space. He unbuttoned his jacket and shrugged it off, revealing a crisp white dress shirt and multi-hued tie before draping it over his lap.

“How about…what do you do when you aren’t at work? For fun, that is.” I moved so I was turned toward him as I asked the first question I could think of.

His lips pressed together, making it appear he was fighting to hide a smile. “I like to tie up and spank young women.”

If I hadn’t seen the sparkle in his eye, I would’ve thought he was completely serious from his tone of voice. Not to mention, the smile he was fighting to hide.

“Well, sir, that’s awfully forward to share.” I returned the smile. Little did he know that I actually enjoyed such things.

“You asked. I simply answered. What do you like to do outside of work? I shared something personal, so you have to, too.” His sparkling brown eyes met mine in an unspoken challenge. Things had swiftly moved from friendly to flirting, and I was okay with that. Not that I normally found older men attractive, but I liked how bold he was. Somehow, he managed to find the balance between being extremely forward without crossing over into creepy.

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Happily married mother of two darling, trying, beautiful, horribly energetic little girls, an adorable German Shepherd pup who makes her get off her butt and at least go for a walk around the block, and a fat, old, lazy chihuahua.

When she isn’t spending all her time writing dirty, sexy, naughty erotic romances, she is narrating audiobooks and helping run a LBGT blog.

Rachael loves to push herself to write new things so her books vary from heterosexual romances to gay/lesbian romances to menage romances… She couldn’t imagine writing outside of the romance genre since that’s what life is all about.. Love, sex, happiness.

She is a full supporter of the LBGT community and equality for all.

Please connect with her as she loves to know that people appreciate the time and energy she puts into each story.

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Kelsey Ketch, Author of DAUGHTER OF ISIS, Talks About the Dream that Started It All (with a giveaway!)

The Dream that Started It All 

Dreams are such funny things. Not only do they reveal truths about your thought process—which in that case, I’m sure Sigmund Fraud would’ve loved me as a case study—but they help inspire the imagination.

*Dream*

I’m in my old high school, after hours. My old backpack hangs over one shoulder as I walk through the familiar halls.The school is completely empty, just how I like it. I would usually find a little hidden nook to do homework, or sketch, or write. Easy-peasy. I know this place like the back of my hand.

So why can’t I find the exit?

I passthrough several classrooms and even several bathrooms, but there aren’t any doors leading to the outside. Not even the enclosed courtyard! And the halls are starting to lead into dead ends I never knew existed. 

It was like the school was becoming a labyrinth.  

I finally stumble to my locker, which is weird. I don’t remember it being across from the girl gym lockers before,but at least it’s something familiar. I go to open it, entering a random combination Iseem to know by heart, when sudden I’m pulled away and forced to turn around. 

A boy stands in front of me. I know him as someone I don’t like or trust. Yet his smile, I can’t seem to pull my vision away from it as he talks too rapidly for me to understand a single word he says. Besides, I’m too freaked by how close he is to me. He’s definitely in my personal space, but I don’t know how to feel about it. Should I just go with it? Should I shove him away? Maybe even kick him in the balls? Before I can make a decision, his lips are on mine in an awkward kiss, which sends my head spinning. My entire body cringes, and nausea take hold of my stomach. 

Unfortunately, I’m also paralyzed. My brain has completely shut down for some unknown reason and I just can’t think straight. I watch him pull away with a gleeful grin, holding my backpack in his hand, and still, I don’t move. I know I should yell, shout, maybe even tackle him, but I’m still in shock from the kiss that still tingles my lips.

I watch him take off with my things and the next thing I realize is I’m on the floor, the entire building on fire around me. I call for help, but my throat is too dry and too sore to even cry a harsh whisper. I cough, try get to my knees and crawl, only to collapse again. I can’t get out. I have no clue where I am or where an exit might be. So I let myself fall back to the floor, prayingfor someone—anyone—to help.

What I didn’t expectwas see the boy who just used a kiss to deceive me. He kneels over me, speaking once again. I think he’s even saying my name, but I can’t make it out. I head is too fogged over to concentrate. I can only tell by his expression that he’s in a panic as he desperately tries to pull me to my feet. Yet my body has already given up the fight. So, in a last ditch effort, he lifts me up and carries me out, finding the exit which I had failed to find before. . .

To those who have read Daughter of Isis already, this dream should sound somewhat familiar. In fact, it’s the one that started it all. This is the first scene I ever wrote for the Descendant of Isis Series before the concept was even fully developed. Interesting, right? I mean, who would’ve guess that a full trilogy could stem from just one dream?

Yet it wasn’t so much the dream itself that captured my attention. These sorts of dreams (labyrinths, feeling lost or chased by some sort of danger, never finding a way out, being an inch from death before waking up) are typical for me. I still get them, even today. But there was one new anomaly I couldn’t get out of my head: the boy who saved me.

I’m sure my dream books could have told me what it meant, but honestly, I wasn’t interested in the meaning of the dream. I was interested in the boy’s backstory. Apparently, I knew who he was in my dream, but I wanted to know who he really was? What was he looking for in my things? And why come back to rescue me after he had clearly gotten what he wanted?

Slowly, I started answering my own questions, writing them in a journal. The story blossomed quickly, and a day later, I brought in the Isis and Osiris story into play, along with the tale of Ra’s secret name. Kind of amazing, really. I never had a book hit me quite like this one. All because of a boy—one I obviously didn’t fully like, ironically—in a dream.

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About the Author

During her high school years, Kelsey Ketch could always be found tucked away in a little corner of the hall or classroom, writing her fantasy worlds and creating illustrations and maps. Today is no different, except now she’s writing in the break room at her office building or at the tables of the Barnes and Noble Café in Cary, North Carolina. She is also an avid reader, a part-time book blogger at Ketch’s Book Nook, and lives with her two orange tabbies and awesome and humorous flat-mate.
For more information, please visit her site at kelseyketch.com.

 

 
Daughter of Isis by Kelsey Ketch
Series:  Descendants of Isis #1
Release Date: October 26th, 2013
Genre: Upper Young Adult Fantasy

“Her mouth parted slightly, waiting for Seth to breathe life into her own body, just like in the story. She wanted him to awaken her senses.”

Their worlds collide in California’s high desert.

The last thing Natara “Natti” Stone wants to do is to start anew at Setemple High School. She wished she had never left London. Yet the brutal murder of her maternal grandmother has made her life very complicated. The only clue related to her murder is an ancient, encrypted necklace Natti discovered after her grandmother’s death. And if trying to adjust to American life is not enough, Natti is being stalked by a mysterious, charming high school senior, Seth O’Keefe, who is annoyingly persistent in his attempts at seduction.

Seth O’Keefe is secretly a member of the Sons of Set, an order that worships the Egyptian god of chaos. Seth’s blessing from Set, his “charm,” never failed, except with one person: Natti Stone. Her ability to elude him infatuates and infuriates him, and he becomes obsessed with the chase. But the closer he gets to her, the more his emotions take a dangerous turn, and he risks breaking one of the most valued covenants of his order. The punishment for which is a fate worse than death.

The adventure this unlikely couple becomes engulfed in could cost them their lives and their souls.

*Note: Content for Upper YA*

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For British heiress Mary Ann Hardwicke, the Wild West is the perfect place to make her own life and escape the stifling privilege of an arranged marriage. Hard at work proving her independence, it’s little wonder she has no time for handsome cowboy Luke McBride. No matter that he somehow understands the freedom she so badly needs—how could she trust such a wild spirit, much less find a way to love him?
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Luke made it up the stairway without running into any walls or dropping her trunk. The blasted thing was so heavy he thought that lovely little lady might have dead bodies stored in there. It was large enough to hold three or four. When he reached door number six he didn’t have a free hand so he banged on the door with the toe of his boot.

Standing at the mirror brushing her hair, Mary Ann jumped at the knock. Collecting herself, she said through the door, “Yes?”

“Your luggage.”

“Oh, certainly.” She hurried across the room and turned the key in the lock. To her dismay, when she cracked the door open there stood the very man she’d faced outside. The desperado. What in heaven’s name was he doing with her luggage?

Once again, when Luke looked at her face, her sheer beauty caught him off guard. She had removed her hat, and he didn’t know what he expected, but it definitely wasn’t the wealth of red hair hanging over her shoulder. It wasn’t a bright red like L. B. Ditty’s, but a soft red, with strands of gold running throughout it. The kind of hair that gave a man a lot of thoughts. Thoughts he shouldn’t be having right now. After he stopped staring at her hair, his eyes moved back to her unusual silver eyes. If he was reading her expression correctly, she was surprised and not pleasantly so, that he was the one carrying her luggage. He thought she might slam the door in his face. “Do you reckon I can put this inside your room? I don’t think I can hold it much longer.”

Not only was the man a mischief-maker, he was also quite forward. She assumed he must work at the hotel, so surely her uncle wouldn’t hire someone who was a danger to his guests. But at the first opportunity tonight, she planned to let Uncle George know that this . . . this scoundrel needed his manners polished like the glistening furniture. Opening the door wider, she stood back to allow Luke entry.

Luke had been in this room before with another young woman, but right now he couldn’t even recall her face much less her name. He placed the trunk on the floor near the wardrobe thinking it would be convenient for her, and the valises on the long bench at the foot of the bed. He noticed her pink hat on the bedspread. Finished with his task, he didn’t want to leave. What he really wanted to do was turn around and get a good long look at her. He glanced at the fireplace and saw the wood was already laid and ready to be lit. “The nights can be a bit chilly this time of year, would you like me to go ahead and light the fire? Eb probably won’t make it up here anytime soon.” He was proud of himself for thinking of that. Yep, gallantry could go a long way.

Perhaps he wasn’t as ill-mannered as she first thought. She appreciated his consideration. “Yes, thank you, a fire would be lovely.”

Luke noticed how she hovered by the open door, looking something akin to a lost calf, a bit skittish, uncertain of which way to go. It was understandable why a little thing like her wouldn’t want to close the door with a man in her room. He thought maybe if he talked to her it would put her at ease. Plus he liked the sound of her proper English accent. After removing his hat, he tossed it on the bed and it landed right beside her frilly pink hat making the feathers flutter. “You must have traveled a long way,” he said conversationally.

She wasn’t accustomed to servants speaking so freely. That didn’t happen in her father’s home, no one dared speak out of turn. But she must remember she was in America now, and attitudes here, as she had learned, were vastly different. As Luke went about lighting the fire, Mary Ann covertly observed his physique. He was a very large man, tall and muscular, with legs that seemed to go on forever. When he squatted down in front of the fireplace and leaned over to add more logs, his shirt stretched over his broad, muscled shoulders and she half expected the seams to tear apart. She hadn’t noticed his wavy raven black hair when he was brawling in the street. Once he removed his hat, she noticed he wore his hair a bit longer than most men, but on him it somehow seemed fitting. With his dark bronze complexion and black hair, she thought it most unusual his eyes were bright blue. A very attractive combination, she grudgingly admitted.

Luke waited for an answer, but when none was forthcoming, he turned to her. “Did you travel a long way?”

“What would give you that impression?”

Ignoring her frosty tone, Luke pointed to the luggage. “That much luggage says either you’ve been traveling for some time, or you’re planning to stay awhile. Plus your accent is a dead giveaway.” He gave her a smile, hoping something about him impressed her. His smile always worked with the ladies.

“Hmm.”

So much for trying to engage her in conversation. Once the fire was blazing, Luke stood and grabbed his Stetson from the bed and his eyes lingered on her hat. He really wanted to pick it up and look at it. He wasn’t sure why, other than it was so feminine, and well . . .pink. One of his favorite pastimes was watching a woman at her toilette. He prided himself on being a man who appreciated the time women took with their appearance. It was all of the little things women did that he treasured, whether it was the way they fixed their hair, or how they applied perfume in strategic places, or how they pulled on their stockings. He loved watching them dress and undress, and all of the various stages in between. He liked how they chose their hats to match their dresses. Actually, he loved everything about the opposite sex. That was one of the reasons women were drawn to him; he made them feel appreciated. Right now, he admired one particular pink hat worn by one particularly beautiful woman. He slowly sauntered to the door. “That’s a beautiful hat.”

It surprised her a scoundrel like him even noticed her hat. How unexpected. “Thank you.”

Standing just a foot from her, Luke smelled her subtle perfume. He had the urge to nuzzle her neck like a dog and get a good whiff. Looking down at her he realized she was just a little thing. He figured she couldn’t have been over five feet tall, but it was hard to tell because she had her head lowered looking for something in her reticule. Luke wasn’t sure, but he thought the bag she was digging through might have been designed by his sister-in-law Victoria. He’d never really paid much attention to the little bags before he’d seen Victoria’s artistic designs. The intricate detailed work involved in creating them gave him a whole new appreciation for her creations. He was really surprised to learn that some women paid more for those little things than a man did for a good horse.

He lingered, trying to think of something else to say to her so he could hang around a little longer. It was unusual for him to be so tongue-tied around a woman and he didn’t know why it was happening now. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. He thought he’d start with the basics and not try so hard to impress her. “I’m Luke McBride.”

“Mr. McBride.”

“Call me Luke.”

When she found what she was looking for she looked up at him and their eyes met, and his brain stopped working again. Everything about her face was flawless; smooth pale skin, a small straight nose, even her pink lips were perfectly formed, and her silver eyes sparkled like stars. Don’t stand here like a dummy. Say something, impress her. He nervously twirled his hat in his hands. “So are you staying a long time?” He hoped so.

Standing so close to her, she found his size most intimidating, and the display of fisticuffs in the street earlier didn’t help matters. And she certainly didn’t understand his interest in her travel plans. Still, she couldn’t help but notice what a handsome man he was even with a swollen bloody lip. “I believe so.”

Lord she was a beauty, but she was definitely on edge. She reminded him of a baby bird, and he was the hawk flying overhead. “Do you want to have dinner?” His question was impulsive, but he was proud of himself for mustering the courage to ask.

She took a step forward. “I’ll require some later.”

Luke thought it was an odd response, but he didn’t have time to comment since she was slowly inching him toward the threshold as she pulled the door with her. He had no choice but to step back or have the door smack him in the face. What she did next really threw him. She reached out and placed some coins in his hand. “Thank you,” she said and promptly closed the door in his face. He heard the key turn in the lock with a loud click. Only then did he realize that she had masterfully shuffled him over the threshold and he was standing on the wrong side of the closed door. He stood there speechless. That little gal had actually shoved him out the door without touching him. He opened his palm and looked at the silver dollars. Yeah, he made an impression all right. She thought it was his job to carry up her luggage. He chuckled all the way down the stairs.

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On his ride home, Miss Mary Ann Hardwicke occupied Luke’s thoughts. Eb said she had business with George Granville, the owner of the hotel. He knew George had only been in Wyoming for a few years, hailing from England. Luke’s brother told him that once George purchased the hotel he’d spent months and a lot of money renovating the place until it was one of the nicest hotels in the West. Luke hoped George made it to church tomorrow so he could ask him about the mysterious lady in the pink hat. It seemed odd a young woman like her would be traveling alone. She couldn’t have possibly traveled all the way from England without an esort.

 

Scarlett Dunn lives in Kentucky surrounded by all manner of wildlife, and enjoys long “God walks” where most inspiration strikes. Possessing an adventurous spirit, and a love of history, particularly the pioneers of the West, she has a special place in her heart for all cowboys, past and present. Readers can visit her website: www.scarlettdunn.com.
 

 

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