IMG_0944[1]3As some of you who’ve seen my Facebook page may know that my Jackie passed away on Tuesday. He was my heart, my soul, my best friend. We met when we were barely more than children and we were inseparable from that point on. Even to the end. I am incredibly broken and hurting right now, but I will be okay…someday. Maybe.

I think it must be easy to die for someone you love.  You only need to give up your life and go into the next existence. But to live for your lost love is much harder I think. I know he’d want me to work, because he hated laziness. I know he’d want me to laugh, because he’d say stupid, silly and sometimes crazy dirty things and say ‘Go on, I know you want to laugh.’ So I will. And each moment will be a battle won. And I know that beyond all, he loved me and was proud of me and my work. He told me so every day.

My writerly name is of course a pen name. My kids were young when I decided to try to publish my work. I wanted to protect them and him from any negative feedback or nutbars. Jackie and I talked about the name thing, what I planned to use and why. We settled on Brynna (for my Aunt Brenda) and Curry (for my ancestry) and the B C from my real name carries over. Now that the kids are older, I don’t need that separation anymore. I am proud to carry my love’s name. My name is Bethany Cagle and all my books from here on out will include my name writing as Brynna Curry, the name we created.

The Perfect Shoot by Lea Bronsen


When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for the cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits…


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Lea Bronsen likes her reads fast, hot, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, erotic contemporary romance, and dripping erotica. She is published with Evernight Publishing and Decadent Publishing.

Exposed To Passion by Gemma Brocato

Exposed To Passion (Five Senses Series Book #3)

Gemma Brocato


Genre: Contemporary romance

Publisher: Kensington Books/Lyrical Press, Inc

Date of Publication: October 20, 2014

eISBN-13: 978-1-61650-616-2

eISBN-10: 1-61650-616-4


Number of pages: 329

Word Count: approx. 85,000

Cover Artist: Renee Rocco

Available in Digital and Print Formats


Book Description:

They walked through the shadows individually. Will they emerge into the light together?

Leading a vagabond life as a curator for a traveling photography exhibit translates to a lot of bad days for Rikki Salerno. But her trouble doubles when a careless high school student shoves her into a marsh. Being rescued by teacher Sam Kerrigan should have made things better, but Rikki’s inability to confess her true identity casts a shadow over their budding affair.

When Sam refuses an overly aggressive parent’s marriage proposal, she’s determined to ruin him. Not only does she doctor photos to make it look like Sam’s behaved inappropriately in front of students, she hacks the foundation website to reveal Rikki’s true identity. Faster than the blink of a shutter, Rikki’s focus changes from pursuing her full-color future to the black and white necessity of clearing Sam’s name.



Rikki quietly set down the coffee cups onto the dresser and snatched up her camera. She liked the funny, considerate, responsible Sam, who interacted so well with the teens he taught. She loved the sexy, demanding, but giving partner he turned into behind closed doors. The sight of him, lying in her bed, completely relaxed, demanded she catch the image on film. It was a picture she could pull out again and again while she traveled, whenever she needed a reminder of this man she was in danger of losing her heart to.

Adjusting the F-stop for the natural lighting, she clicked off several shots, changing the angle of the camera and her position in the room. Zooming in on his face, she fired the shutter three times before she realized his lips had curved up in a decadent smile.

“I hear a camera whirring,” he said, his voice rough from sleep. Or the lack of it. They’d gotten very little last night, putting a big dent in the supply of condoms Rikki had picked up yesterday afternoon.

The sheet fell partially away when he lowered his arm and shifted to his side, coming to rest on his hip. The fire in his eyes heated her where she stood at the foot of the bed. There were those dimples again, and the muscular cuts on his sides. She needed to research spontaneous combustion, because she was pretty sure that’s what was happening right now.

“But I also smell coffee, which might make me forgive you for taking pictures while I was asleep.” Grabbing the sheet, he stared her down, as if daring her to snap more photos.

Smiling impishly, she put the camera on the dresser and picked up the cups. Walking over to the bed, she said, “Sorry, the artist in me had to capture the perfection. Christ, Sam, even your butt cheeks have dimples.”

He chuckled, scooting up in the bed until he reclined against the headboard, the sheet draped modestly across his lap. “There’s something you don’t hear in everyday conversation.” Accepting a cup from her, he grinned, humor and sunlight warming his eyes.

Settling cross-legged on the bed next to him, Rikki sipped her coffee, savoring the strong, crisp taste, the delicious smell of roasted hazelnuts wafting in her face. She smiled at him over the rim. “Did you want to run this morning?”

“What time is it?” He leaned forward to look at the old-style analog alarm clock on the nightstand. He scrubbed a hand over his mouth, stifling a yawn. “Is that thing right? Is it really eight already? I’m sorry, I can’t. I’m supposed to meet Avery in two hours to start work on the exhibit panels.”

“Oh,” she said, unable to hide the disappointment in her tone.

Setting his cup aside, he plucked hers out of her hand and put it down, too. He framed her face, then pressed a light, soft kiss on her lips. The simple gesture escalated until she was on his lap, wrapped in his arms, breathless and straining to get closer.

Ending the kiss much too soon, Sam lowered his hands to her hips, smiling ruefully at her. “Why don’t we go out? I’m meeting my brother and his fiancée at Red’s for drinks tonight. Maybe my parents, too. If Mom can drag Dad out.”

“I don’t want to intrude.”

“Rikki, it would only be an intrusion if I didn’t invite you. But I did, so…” He lifted a hand, as if to say, you know you wanna.

His eyes shone with hope, his grin charmingly lopsided. Her heart tilted in her chest. “Who could resist that look? If you want me to meet you there, you better give me details.”

“How about if we make this a real date? Not a field trip or a business meeting. Just a man and his smoking hot girlfriend going out to meet some friends.”


Smoking hot girlfriend.”

Oh, jeez. A date—where his parents might show up. Good Lord! Was she ready for that? Maybe. “What time will you be here?”


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About the Author:

Gemma’s favorite desk accessories for many years were a circular wooden token, better known as a ’round tuit,’ and a slip of paper from a fortune cookie proclaiming her a lover of words; some day she’d write a book. All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel. Once it was completed and sent off with a kiss, even the rejections addressed to ‘Dear Author’ were gratifying.

After returning to America, she spent a number of years as a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell them sound sexy. Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products behind to pursue an avocation as a romance author.

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Cover Reveal + Giveaway: STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY by Angela Quarles

Note* The coolest thing about judging a writing contest is seeing a book that spoke to you, that you can still remember after several years, get published. I can’t wait to read this. 


Book Info
Steam Me Up, Rawley
New Adult Steampunk Romance
Series: Book One in the Mint Julep & Monocle Chronicles
Projected Release Date: Jan/Feb 2015
Length: Novel (94,000 words)
Ebook Price: $3.99
ISBN: 978-0-9905400-3-8
Content advisory: Adult language, explicit sex
Cover artist: Kim Killion
Jack the Ripper might be in town. But is marriage more terrifying?
In an alternate Deep South in 1890, society reporter Adele de la Pointe wants to make her own way in the world, despite her family’s pressure to become a society wife. Hoping to ruin herself as a matrimonial prospect, she seizes the opportunity to cover the recent Jack the Ripper-style murders for the newspaper, but her father’s dashing new intern suggests a more terrifying headline—marriage.
Dr. Phillip Rawley’s most daring exploit has been arriving at his new home in America in a hot air balloon. A tolerable sacrifice, if it means he can secure the hand of his new employer’s daughter in a marriage of convenience. But Adele works, she’s spirited, and she has an armored pet monkey running her errands. Not only does she not match his notions of a proper lady, she stirs up feelings he’d rather keep in tight control.
With Adele hunting down a headline and Dr. Rawley trying to protect and pursue her, a serial killer is spreading panic throughout Mobile, Alabama. Can Adele and Rawley find the murderer, face their fears, and discover true love?

angela_photoAbout the Author: Angela is a geek girl romance writer. What makes her romances geeky? Whether it’s fan girling over Ada Lovelace by having her as a secondary character in Must Love Breeches, or outright geek references with geek types in her romantic comedy with paranormal elements, Beer and Groping in Las Vegas, or going all Southern steampunk in Steam Me Up, Rawley, she likes to have fun with her romances and hopes her readers do too.

Angela works at an independent bookstore and lives in an historic house in the beautiful and quirky town of Mobile, AL. When she’s not writing, she enjoys the usual stuff like gardening, reading, hanging out, eating, drinking, chasing squirrels out of the walls and creating the occasional knitted scarf. She’s had a varied career, including website programming and directing a small local history museum, and has discovered that writing allows her to explore all her interests.

She’s an admitted geek and is proud to be among the few but mighty Browncoats who watched Firefly the first night it aired. She was introduced to the wonderful world of science fiction by her father, by way of watching reruns of the original Star Trek in her tweens and later giving her a copy of Walter M. Miller Jr’s A Canticle for Leibowitz as a teenager. She hasn’t looked back since.

She has a B.A. in Anthropology and International Studies with a minor in German from Emory University, and a Masters in Heritage Preservation from Georgia State University. She was an exchange student to Finland in high school and studied abroad in Vienna one summer in college.

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About Must Love Breeches

A quirky, modern American girl working at the British Museum has finally met the man of her dreams. There’s one problem: he lives in another century. When a mysterious artifact strands her in pre-Victorian London, she must find a way home while navigating the pitfalls of London society, resisting her growing attraction for the hunky lord so hot he curls her toes, and ultimately having to decide when her true home lies.

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Tour: Love’s Legacy by Joan Avery

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Release date: 11/10/14

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Grenada, British West Indies, 1875

English plantation owner Geoffrey Worth has misgivings about hiring an American widow as a governess. But while Geoffrey longs to forget the past—and the daughter who reminds him of it daily—there is still duty to consider. And Bellefleur, his plantation. This is his life now. Warmth, family, love; these things only bring pain. And scars he’ll carry forever…

Elizabeth Malfonte is certainly not the aged widow he had anticipated. She’s young and beautiful, with a determination that wakes something deep within Geoffrey. Yet Elizabeth hides her own secret―the babe within her womb. And despite Geoffrey’s handsome―yet scarred face―her new employer has a cold and unforgiving nature that unsettles her, even as Elizabeth’s wariness slowly heats to desire.

But the bright beauty of this land is no match for the dark, ominous clouds of the past…

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About the Author: Joan Avery was an award-winning writer/producer at a major national advertising agency for over fifteen years before she retired to raise a family and write. Joan has been blessed with a daughter, two sons and two stepsons. She and her husband now have five grandchildren. Although she has lived in the Detroit area her entire life she has traveled extensively for both work and leisure. She and her husband, an attorney, have visited many fascinating parts of the world. Joan feels her travels enrich her writing. THE WORTH BROTHERS TRILOGY takes place in three of her favorite places.



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My review of The Book of Ivy by Amy Engel

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Author: Amy Engel
Genre: Young Adult (YA) Dystopian
Length: 400 pages
Release Date: November 2014
Print ISBN: 978-1-62266-465-8
Digital ISBN: 978-1-62266-466-5
Imprint: Teen

Reviewed By: Brynna

Rating:  5 Stars/ Gotta Read (Recommended Read)

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Blurb:  What would you kill for?

After a brutal nuclear war, the United States was left decimated. A small group of survivors eventually banded together, but only after more conflict over which family would govern the new nation. The Westfalls lost. Fifty years later, peace and control are maintained by marrying the daughters of the losing side to the sons of the winning group in a yearly ritual.

This year, it is my turn.

My name is Ivy Westfall, and my mission is simple: to kill the president’s son—my soon-to-be husband—and return the Westfall family to power.

But Bishop Lattimer is either a very skilled actor or he’s not the cruel, heartless boy my family warned me to expect. He might even be the one person in this world who truly understands me. But there is no escape from my fate. I am the only one who can restore the Westfall legacy.

Because Bishop must die. And I must be the one to kill him…

Review:  After the destruction of most of mankind and civilization as we know it, the last survivors of our race must band together to recreate society. There are no cars, none that run anyway, no gas, no phones, and only scant electricity to power the most basic appliances. People walk, bike or ride horses, which are even more scarce. To prevent war between the surviving groups, arranged marriages take place twice a year between the opposing sides. This year, Ivy Westfall is sixteen and she’s about to wed the son of her enemy. He’s gorgeous, older, and…kind to her? Maybe everything she has been taught to believe about Bishop Lattimer isn’t as it seems.

The Book of Ivy is possibly the best debut I’ve read this year in any genre. As a rule, I seriously dislike (okay, hate) dystopian novels even if they have a romance weaved in. But Ivy hooked me with just the snippet of her thoughts in the description and then she blew me away. She is both strong and weak, terrified and brave. I felt her fear of a future she never wanted with Bishop, and then her fear of wanting that same future so badly it might destroy them both. Bishop is everything a young hero should be, but still wonderfully flawed.

Amy Engel’s written voice is flawless as she pulls you into Ivy’s world. Be prepared to spend a few hours reading because you won’t be able to put this book down until the last page has been turned. And then…you’ll want more.

Slow Hand By Victoria Vane

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By Victoria Vane

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November 4, 2014




In rural Montana…

Wade Knowlton is a hardworking lawyer who’s torn between his small-town Montana law practice and a struggling family ranch. He’s on the brink of exhaustion from trying to save everybody and everything, when gorgeous Nicole Powell walks into his office. She’s a damsel in distress and the breath of fresh air he needs.


Even the lawyers wear boots…

Nicole Powell is a sassy Southern girl who has officially sworn off cowboys after a spate of bad seeds—until her father’s death sends her to Montana and into the arms of a man who seems too good to be true. Her instincts tell her to high tail it out of Montana, but she can’t resist a cowboy with a slow hand…


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Victoria Vane is a multiple award-winning romance novelist and history junkie whose collective works of fiction range from wildly comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Victoria also writes historical fiction as Emery Lee and is the founder of Goodreads Romantic Historical Fiction Lovers and the Romantic Historical Lovers book review blog.

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He went to work on his shirt buttons. His collar was soon wide open revealing a generous show of muscular chest that make her hands itch to rip it off him. She diverted her gaze and curled her itchy hands by her sides.

“Have no fear, cowboy,” Nikki replied in a tone meant to disguise the warm flush that had come over her. “I corralled all my wild impulses long ago.”

“Did you, now?” He still stood in doorway, head cocked. “Somehow, I think you may have missed a few strays.”

“Maybe I need to make myself clearer. I have an aversion to cocky cowboys.”

Just keep telling yourself that, Nikki. Maybe if you repeat it often enough it’ll become true.

“Is that so?” His brows flew upward. “I can’t say I ever met a woman with an actual aversion to me.”

“Don’t take it personally. It’s nothing against you in particular, but to your type.”

“And what do you think you know about my type?”

“Since I don’t have a pole handy, enough to keep you at arms-length. Besides that, this whole line of conversation is entirely inappropriate in light of professional ethics, don’t you think? You are my attorney, after all.”

“Well, darlin’,” he scratched his unshaven jaw, “there’s a little hitch to that.”

“What do you mean? You said you’d help me.”

“And I will, but you can’t engage my professional services until I know who you are.”

“I’ve told you who I am!” she insisted.

“Sweetheart, I’m a lawyer, and according to the law, your claim don’t weigh without authentication.”



“So what are you saying? That you don’t believe me?”

“I’m not saying that at all. Only that our professional relationship will commence once you get your I.D. In the interim,” His gaze slid over her in a way that threatened to melt her insides, “you’d best find yourself a nice, long, sturdy pole.”



Julie Particka: Who Doesn’t Love Movie Stars?

Who Doesn’t Love Movie Stars?

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It was around 1984 when I had my first celebrity crush. I’d recently seen The Outsiders and fell hard for Ponyboy Curtis. Of course, in my head, I’d fallen not for the character, but the guy who portrayed him, C Thomas Howell.
I’d seen him before, in E.T. the Extraterrestrial, but he didn’t hit my radar until Ponyboy, and then I was done for. For the next several (really it was only few, but I was young and a year felt like forever back then) years, I saw every movie I could find him in. I started buying TeenBeat magazine and plastering my walls with posters of him. When there weren’t enough of him, I added guys who had been in movies with him. (Degrees of separation, yo.)


There was no specific thing that I can pinpoint that made me move on from him. Maybe he started making movies I wasn’t allowed to see. Maybe someone else just took his place in my heart. Whatever it was, the last thing I remember going to see because he was in it was Soulman.


Of course, he wasn’t the only one over the years. I went through numerous celebrity crush phases. Oddly enough, though I’d seen Patrick Swayze in the very same movie that introduced me to Tom Howell, the Swayze phase didn’t hit until Dirty Dancing. And then there were the Michael J Fox years, and the time of the Coreys (Feldman and Haim, if it wasn’t obvious).


Yes, I was totally that girl who fell madly in “love” with movie stars. Feel free to mock me at your will.


Really want to laugh?


I still do it.
Now granted, it’s a little different these days. I don’t have poster-covered walls. (Hello, Pinterest and Tumblr!) And I don’t believe they are the characters they portray on the screen. (Though I will admit some actors get so typecast that it’s jarring to see them in interviews and have them totally blow that image out of the water.) But I still see an actor in something and drop into hard-core infatuation. I want to see everything they’re in. (We won’t discuss the number of movies I’ve watched for the sole reason that _______ was in it. So many that I hated, though I will admit to finding a couple favorites that way too.)


So needless to say, my own life is one reason the old romance trope of having a movie star fall for the normal woman is a favorite. (What did Matt Damon refer to his wife as? A civilian?) The funny thing is when the plot of Tempting Her Fake Fiance started coming together, I didn’t go for any of my current Hollywood heartthrobs as a model for the male lead. (Believe me, a couple of my girlfriends could name the most likely contenders at the time, and I never considered any of them.)


I’m not sure why I went outside of the men I already had reams of pictures for, but I think part of me wanted to “fall in love” with the character as the heroine did. So, I picked an actor I found really attractive, that I’d seen in several things over the years, but that I’d never glommed on to. One of the first interviews I saw with him after choosing him as the character model for Evan, I realized while the guy played (essentially) “dumb jock” very well, there was a lot more to him. I made a point while drafting the book not to read any more interviews. I feared inadvertently making the character too much like the real actor, but recognizing that one point—that he was so very different in reality than he was on the screen was integral to my heroine falling in love with the hero.


After all was said and done, I fell in love with the hero too.


Yes, and the actor, damn it. (Mock away, I have a Pinterest board to finish.)

Tempting Her Fake Fiancé THFF

Author:  Julie Particka



Blurb:  A proposition leads to compromising positions…  


Journalist Stasia Grant needs a hero. Specifically one who will help her humiliate her ex-husband after he publicly left her for another woman. In Vegas for the biggest interview of her career, Stasia is grappling with a broken heart, her cheating ex (and the other woman), and a serious need for revenge. Her salvation comes from the most unlikely place― charming and sexy-as-all-get-out action star Evan Stone.


After spending his life playing a superhero, Evan has a plan for delicious satisfaction: a fake, week-long engagement. He’ll not only show Stasia’s ex what he’s missing but gain some sympathetic publicity to turn around his image as a player. It’s win-win for them both. But neither expected the sizzling chemistry that erupts whenever they’re together. Stepping out for the paparazzi, Stasia and Evan are about to pull off the performance of a lifetime…but will they fall for their own con?


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Author Bio:

Julie Particka was told to get serious about her future in Junior High. Several years after getting a bachelor’s degree in chemistry, she realized being serious was over-rated and went back to her first love–writing. Now rather than spending her days in the drudgery of the lab or teaching science to high school students, she disappears into worlds of her own creation where monsters sometimes roam, but true love still conquers all.

She can most often be located in the Detroit area with her favorite minions (the ones who know her as Mom) where she is currently hatching a plot for world domination. It involves cookies for everyone, so she’s pretty sure there’s no way it can fail…except the minions keep eating the cookies.
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Cover Reveal: Always the Quiet Ones by CASSANDRA CARR

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Blurb:  King of the geeks Marty Johnston has a serious crush on his co-worker Elizabeth. The principal IT consultant wants more than just a flirtation, but guilt over a one-night-stand-but-maybe-more Marty had on his last business trip before meeting Elizabeth could cost him his big chance with the girl of his dreams. He’s comfortable dealing with computers, not people. Can he step way outside his comfort zone to sort things out, or will he lose the one he’s falling for?


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Cassandra Carr is a multi-award winning romance writer. When not writing she enjoys watching hockey and hanging out online. Cassandra’s books have won numerous “Best Book Of” awards and her novella Unexpected Top was nominated in the E-book Erotic Romance category of RT’s Reviewers’ Choice Awards.
She thinks the best part of being a writer is how she writes about love and sex while most others struggle with daily commutes, micro-managing bosses and cranky co-workers. Her inspiration comes from everywhere, but she’d particularly like to thank the Buffalo Sabres, the hockey team near and dear to her heart.

For more information about Cassandra, check out her website, “like” her Facebook fan page or follow her on Twitter.






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Blurb:  FBI agent Rafe Sirilli has made the war against narcotics drugs his personal fight. Home to settle his father’s estate, Rafe has no desire to get involved in local matters. Yet, he finds himself involved in solving two homicides and busting a drug ring as he tries to prove the innocence of a girl he’d long forgotten. Erin has grown into a beautiful woman. The passion she ignites in Rafe is hot enough to incinerate them both. His decision to deliver his own brand of justice will put his commitment to the law to the test.

High school counselor Erin Brady is committed to helping kids. Her world crashes around her when she’s accused of making inappropriate sexual advances and suspected of murder. Erin’s problems have only just begun. She has a secret admirer, one who vows to kill anybody who threatens to harm her or interfere with his plan. Rafe Sirilli agrees to help prove her innocence. Romance blooms, but Erin refuses to hope for permanence. Rafe is available for loan but not to keep.

Will facing old fears help Rafe capture the heart of the woman he loves? The woman who just turned him away?

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BIO:  A student of  creative writing in her youth, Jerrie set aside her passion when life presented her with a John Wayne husband, and two wonderful children.  A career in logistics offered her the opportunity to travel to many beautiful locations in America, and she revisits them in her romantic suspense novels. 

But the characters went with her, talked to her, and insisted she share their dark, sexy stories with others.  She writes alpha males and kick-ass women who weave their way through death and fear to emerge stronger because of, and on occasion in spite of, their love for each other.  She likes to torture people, make them suffer, and if they’re strong enough, they live happily ever after.

The author of THE GREEN-EYED DOLL, THE LAST EXECUTION, SOMONE TO WATCH OVER ME, HELL OR HIGH WATER, and COLD DAY in HELL, books 1 and 2 in the Lost and Found, Inc. series. Book 3, NO CHANCE in HELL is scheduled for release in early April.

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Rafe used the time to inspect every aspect of her home, starting with the living room. The open floor plan gave him a quick overview. Modest furniture of laminated oak and butter-colored faux leather told him her salary was that of an underpaid educator. Her TV wasn’t large, but her DVD collection hinted she enjoyed romantic comedies. A bookcase-lined wall reflected her other interests, running the gamut from books on the psychology of today’s teenager to a stack of different sports magazines. A dozen trophies and plaques decorated her counters and tables.

Scattered around the room were pictures of young girls wearing YMCA basketball jerseys. A beautiful woman stood proudly behind them. Erin herself. The tall, lanky girl with the caramel-colored hair had grown into a traffic stopper.

He moved down the hall and found her bedroom. Across the hall, he wandered into her office. Rafe circled the room, walking past the desk and cloth secretary’s chair, reading the titles off a stack of training manuals. He found more team pictures and sports memorabilia. Then he crossed to her bedroom. A queen-size bed, dresser, and easy chair took up most of the space. He closed his eyes and breathed in a light floral scent. Yeah, she spent most of her time at home in here. This area was her refuge. For some odd reason, he was reluctant to leave. He shook off the feeling and returned to the living room.

“So? What do you think?” Jeff held out two bottles of flavored water so Rafe could choose one.

“That she lives for others, loves sports, is frugal, and doesn’t entertain a lot.” He selected the least-disgusting-sounding drink, a lemon-lime something. He left out his surprise at how beautiful she’d become, remembering how disappointed his dad and Jeff had been that Rafe’s relationship with Erin had ended before it began.

“How do you know she doesn’t entertain a lot?”

“There is one coaster on the coffee table. One cup sitting next to the coffeepot. And the drinks you carried in here? I’m betting there was no beer, and she only keeps flavored water in the fridge. And she shouldn’t leave a key hidden under the garden fairy by the door. How am I doing so far?”

“Pretty damn good.” The older man smiled, and this time it looked sincere.

The sound of a vehicle pulling into the driveway drew them back into the living room. Rafe moved to the far side of the room and settled in a wing-back chair. He assumed their company was Erin and her attorney, but it was Rafe’s nature to be cautious. The only weapon he carried today was the subcompact .45 strapped to his ankle, so he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. His hands hung loose and at the ready.

The lock on the front door turned, and a second later, Erin stepped inside, followed by a well-dressed man. Jesus. She took his breath away.

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