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TRACE'S TROUBLE 

(Last Chance #2)

by Lexi Post

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Cowboy Trace Williams thought he had trouble when his wife served him with divorce papers, forcing him to move to his cousin’s horse rescue ranch. But that was nothing compared to handling the female squatter he’s supposed to evict from Last Chance Ranch. Though she’s a crack shot and has no use for politeness or subtlety, her ability to communicate with animals has him seeking her out on behalf of the ranch…and himself.

Whisper Adams lives off the grid. She cares for her invalid uncle and watches over the wildlife that finds her. The animals are more trustworthy than the people she’s encountered. So when a hard-bodied, easy going cowboy arrives at her trailer and causes her heart to race, she’s anxious for him to leave, until he asks for her help at the ranch.

Since they end up together more often than she prefers, Whisper doesn’t deny her attraction to Trace, who introduces her to new experiences, from riding horses to an erotic night in bed. But mixing with people, any people, opens her to new threats. This relationship might cost Trace his heart, but it could very well cost Whisper her life.

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About Lexi

Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of romance inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan Poe's short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to Tolstoy’s War and Peace, she's read, studied, and taught wonderful classics.

But Lexi's first love is romance novels so she married her two first loves, romance and the classics. Whether it’s dashing dukes, hot immortals, sizzling cowboys, or hunks from out of this world, Lexi provides a sensuous experience with a “whole lotta story.”

Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her two cats in Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you’ll never see her without a hat.

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Courting Catherine (the Calhoun Women) by Nora Roberts

The Towers sits on a cliff in Maine.  Beautiful and majestic until a closer look at the need for repair puts Catherine "C.C." Calhoun in a struggle with her sisters and Aunt Coco on how to afford the costly mansion and keep it from falling into disrepair.

C.C. owns and works diligently at her auto shop.  Her temper is good for creating adrenaline in getting the vehicles repaired to perfection.  Dirty clothes and grease smeared regularly on her hands and face can give an unusual first impression.

Trenton St. James arrives in-tow with his broken down BMW.  Work boots sticking out from under a car aren't telling of the woman who pops out from underneath.  And the surprises never end as C.C.  lets him know she won't put up with his demanding and callous order to fix his car fast.

He's in town to buy the Towers and change it into a luxury hotel.  That's what he does all over the country, and this is just another business deal.

Parts need to be ordered.  Trenton is stuck in town.  Out of her family, C.C. is the only one that isn't aware of Trenton's offer to stay at the Towers until they run into each other in her house.

Aunt Coco, deciding that if their home is to be sold, at least one of her nieces is going to get a marriage out of it.  Not sure which one, she sets up a séance.  This is one of my favorite passages as the women sit around, with the invited Trenton, and believe their ancestors are sending a message. 

Trenton is usually all business, but something warm and familial draws out his feelings, ones he didn't know he had.  When C.C. begins to treat him more like a human being, something sparks to the surprise of everyone.

The problem is, will Trenton still buy the house and kick the women out of their dream life, or will he find a way to help them and stay in C.C.'s heart?

Happy reading, 

Dawn

 

 

ANYTHING YOU WANT by Tina Donahue

 Do you like chocolate? If you do – frankly, I’m an unrepentant chocoholic – then you’ll enjoy my newest release Anything You Want. When my editor at Extasy said they were looking for chocolate-related (and other treat-related) romances, I knew Anything You Want was perfect for them... and anyone else who enjoys two smokin-hot billionaires, a sweet yet feisty heroine, luscious chocolate, a decadent resort, and romance that can't be stopped.

So sit back, relax, and enjoy this sneak peek… preferably with a box of chocolates nearby.

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Blurb:

At a hedonistic resort, her indecent cravings are about to be sated…

With the big three-o only days away, Jamie’s had it with dieting, exercise, and being alone. Off she goes to Wicked Desires, a decadent Caribbean resort where clothing is optional, carnal appetites rule, and food, especially chocolate, is celebrated. If only she had a guy to indulge with…

How about two? Billionaires Creed and Tav are checking out ideas for their new video game. The play features a resort where anything goes and an unlikely heroine as the star. Jamie’s luscious curves and sweet vulnerability make her the perfect type to base their game on. Since she’s also in IT—having put her dream to create candy on hold—she understands their lingo.

Hell, their desires are perfectly in tune with hers, whether it’s food play during meals, punishment in the discipline room, or a romantic evening on the beach.

When it comes to sweet delights and these two hunks…who says she can’t have anything she wants?

Excerpt:

If she lived sixty more years, Jamie sensed she’d always remember this moment.

She melted into Tav as though they’d been making out all their lives. There were no awkward moments where noses bumped or elbows and knees hit.

That kind of clumsiness usually happened in bed, at least for her and the guys she’d been with.

No way did she want to think about those other men now.

Tav’s tender and searching kiss stoked her desire until she was near to bursting. Greedy for more, she angled her head to get closer, giving him greater access to her mouth. His lips’ silky warmth, the way his bristly cheeks scoured her skin was a memory she’d already stored in her heart.

Good God, she could get used to kissing him on a regular basis.

Releasing a breathy moan, she drove her fingers into his hair, the locks softer than she expected, and so thick her insides quivered. She held him to her and suckled his tongue, heated and wet, its clean taste more intoxicating than a slug of booze.

He didn’t hold back. Tender turned intense, searching evolved into raw lust. He tightened his hold on her and she pressed closer, both of them making sounds proving their delight and need.

His beer-scented breath was utterly masculine. His musk and clean lime fragrance added to his allure. She was certain the sun couldn’t provide as much warmth as his body did, his chest and pecs hot against her, offering excitement, passion, comfort.

He made her feel safe, not judged or used. She barely knew him but already sensed his wealth hadn’t made him a player, out for what he could get, ready to take off once he satisfied his own needs.

Her enjoyment mattered to him.

He gentled his hold and stroked her back.

Bursts of delight toppled any lingering reservations she might have had. Feeling bold and desired, as she hadn’t for too long, she eased his tongue from her mouth and slipped hers inside his.

His thrilled groan and the way he suckled her tongue proved his satisfaction.

She stroked his muscular biceps and pecs, circled his nipples, and explored his solid abs. When she reached his navel and the short hairs surrounding it, she just about died from pure bliss.

Without warning, he pulled his mouth free and gulped air, looking slightly dazed, his mouth wet from hers.

Her lips felt puffy, bruised from their passion, cheeks stinging slightly from his stubble. Nice.

But she had to have more. No way could she forget about Creed, nor did she intend to deny him or herself…if he’d have her.

She ran her fingers over Tav’s lips in a temporary farewell then turned to Creed. Her breath caught at the sin in his eyes, his shameless smile. She matched it without having to try. He brought out the devil in her—so did Tav.

He and Creed might have been richer than God and hotter than the deepest depths of Hell, but they were also good guys.

She eased into Creed’s arms.

His embrace was stronger than Tav’s had been.

Not hesitating in the least, he demonstrated his alpha position, his hard kiss possessive, demanding.

She surrendered, loving his big body and barely restrained strength. His scent filled her, the fragrance bringing to mind a primeval forest, him clad in a loincloth, hair long and wild, his piercing gaze pinning her as she knelt naked and wanting before him.

Her soft folds grew wet. Make that wetter, especially from the pleasured noises he made, both primitive and fully male.

Heat rushed to her face. Her ears rang. She pushed her fingers through his hair as she’d done with Tav’s. Creed’s skin was amazingly warm, pecs dancing beneath her touch.

While she explored his assets, he cupped her boobs, testing their weight in his palms. He squeezed them gently and dragged his thumb over her nipples.

Reckless need and base desire cascaded through her, every part she owned acutely sensitive from not having experienced a man’s touch for so many months. Her nipples pebbled instantly. With each of his strokes, more delight dashed through her.

They kissed noisily.

His smile lifted his lips against hers. She offered a grin in return and might have remained in his arms forever if not for them both needing a full breath.

Also, Tav waited on her other side.

About Tina:

Tina’s an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes passionate romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. She’s won Readers’ Choice Awards, was named a finalist in the EPIC competition, received a Book of the Year award, The Golden Nib Award, awards of merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competitions, and second place in the NEC RWA contests. She’s featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

On a less serious note: she’s an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, brakes for Mexican restaurants, and has been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally while wolfing down tostadas. She’s flown a single-engine airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an ‘electricity for dummies’ book, and is horribly shy despite the hot romances she writes.

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STUPID TEXTING.

Hey gang, how are ya all?  Doing good at this end, and hoping all of you are, as well.  Huge hugs to everyone out there! 

Well, today’s blog is about stupid texting…which is the art of texting while stupid. Now, just to be clear…this doesn’t have to be a permanent state…although it can be with some. 

But what I am really talking about here are those temporary fugue states that come over us when we are least aware of it and most ill-prepared to deal with it...never mind actually fixing it. 

You got those? 

Well, I certainly do...and most of them happen first thing in the morning before the coffee has had a chance to fully kick in. 

NOT A MORNING PERSON + NOT ENOUGH COFFEE = STUPID STATE 

So, this was the state I found myself in this morning…in between physical awakening and mental awakening. I generally am even aware of being in that fugue state and can tell you I am, if asked. 

However, it does not stop me from texting.  Sort of like drunk texting when you know you’re drunk, and you know that texting your BFF at midnight is a bad idea. But, somehow, it seems like the thing to do in the moment. 

Yeahhhh… 

Well, that was me. 

I had received a link from a friend yesterday that I wanted to forward to my cousin.  So I clicked on the message and forwarded it. 

So far, so good. 

But then I didn’t realize my phone had switched me back to the message stream from where the message had originated.  So I’m back in my friend, Patti’s, message stream…but thought I was still in my cousin Glenna’s message stream. 

A couple of minutes later, I noticed a message at the bottom of the stream that said, “Thanks for sharing that!”  So, I responded, “Sure.” Then I followed that text up with another that said, “I got that from my friend, Patti.” 

Now…I thought I had responded to all of my outstanding texts, and that my cousin Glenna had received only the original message with the link I had forwarded. All was well. 

Because I was in the wrong message stream, I had actually responded to my message to Patti from yesterday, thanking her for sharing the link. 

BOTTOM LINE: 

• First, Patti gets a message out of the blue saying, “Sure,” followed by a second message that reads, “I got that from my friend, Patti.” I’m sure her first thought was, “Huh?” Then the second thought was probably that she should call an ambulance to my house because I was surely having a seizure or a stroke or something significant.
  
  
• Second, I realize that I have actually responded to myself, in that the message that triggered my confusion came from…well, me. 

So, while it is normal for me to talk to myself when alone at the house, I’m now texting to myself? 

Or am I? 

Technically, I sent the message to Patti…in response to me…while trying to send a message to Glenna…in response to me…after sending a message to Glenna that I got from Patti. 

If, nowhere in that scenario did I intend to text myself, does it still count? 

I say NO!  Emphatically and without doubt.

Well, that’s my story, stupid and senseless, and I’m stickin’ to it. Hang on tight now ‘cuz we’re gonna go real, real fast!

Love ya,  

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Wife For Hire Almost Ready for Release!

 

        Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!

So, Wife For Hire is progressing and should be up on Amazon and all other sites by April 20. I’m so excited (and a little nervous—it’s the first book that eyes other than mine, my critique partner and my beta readers have seen since 2018).

There is so much involved in getting a book ready for release but thankfully, I have Carol at Bella Media Management helping (actually, she’s doing pretty much all of it). She’s a whiz at this stuff (whereas I am totally…and maybe even happily…ignorant of the whole process but I’m learning). On top of being so knowledgeable and talented (see the cover she made for me?),

she’s incredibly kind, which is important because I ask a lot of stupid questions! She insists they aren’t stupid, but I know better. They are!

You may not be aware of this, but I try to learn something new every day and boy, have I gotten an education over the last week or so! And to those who took the time and had the patience to teach me (you know who you are!), you have earned my undying gratitude!

So now that this process is almost done, I am off to work on other things. I recently received comments and suggestions back from my beta readers for Wife Wanted (the second story in the Wives of Bravado County series) and I am diligently working on those while simultaneously starting the third story, Wife Desired (yes, I’ve been told I’m a little crazy…this just proves it!).

And that’s about all for me. Back to work! 

Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!

Marie

What Happened to the Bennetts by Lisa Scottoline

 Jason Bennett chooses to believe in the law, which drove him to own a court reporting business.  He even drives the speed limit.  

One day, out on a drive with his family, wife, daughter, son, and dog, their car is tailgated.  Jason makes the decision to get out and confront the driver.

Big Mistake.

The confrontation results in two deaths followed by the FBI showing up at his home.  Highly suggested by the agents, Jason and his family enter the witness protection program.  their life is left behind and the family begins to unravel, including Jason's marriage.

After an astounding truth is revealed, Jason decides he's the only one that can get the family's life back.  He uses his access to court records and puts the details together and creates a plan.  

The plan isn't full-proof, and his family will never be whole again, but Jason is willing to risk his life and hope for a good outcome.  He has two objectives. First, reveal the "bad guys" and get out of the witness protection program.  Second, love and trust need to be restored in his marriage.  The last item on his list is without a plan.  He doesn't know if his marriage can be salvaged or if he wants it anymore.  Is the love strong enough to get through the trouble created?

Scottoline  is a great suspense author, although I think she could have reduced the first 200 pages to about seventy-five.  Once the story gets to the "astounding truth", the novel speeds along and she's got her groove with the suspense.

Happy reading,

Dawn

SUMMER IS HERE!

Hey Howdy!  Okay, I’m posting late today, but better late than never, right? It’s been a really busy month, which I think is how long it’s been since I blogged and, of course, I have nuthin’.  LOL  I know you’re all shocked. 

But I did want to stick my head in and say Hi and I hope ya’all are ready for summer!  I think I’m almost ready…although I’m NOT a fan of summer by any stretch of the imagination.  I am the person who hates to be hot, and yet, I live in the Valley of the Hotter Than Hell.  Yeahhhh…there’s a WTF moment for ya! 

So, what do you have to do to get ready for summer? 

Me?  Well, I’m glad you asked.  I have 3 wild and unruly dogs who are not allowed in the house because they cannot be bothered to behave—under any circumstances.  The last time they were in the house, Riley tore blinds off the kitchen windows and ate an entire rattan chair. 

So, my big summer prep tasks revolve around making them comfortable and safe in the heat. To start with, they have a huge, well-shaded dog run with two dog houses for shelter, an enormous tree for shade, and surrounded by honeysuckle for additional shade. In addition, there is large area that houses a structure with tarps across the top for even more shade and an evaporative cooler, as well as a mister system to cool the entire run. And I'm tellin' ya, this is one huge cooler they have. This isn't your small table top variety. This sucker came off the top of a house and comes up to my shoulders. It'll blow your hair back!  So these dogs are very well shaded and cooled, in addition to a large wading pool which they never use because they prefer the misters. 

Preparing for the summer at my house begins with prepping the large dog cooler, which I have completed. The pads have been changed, bearings oiled, floor of the cooler is cleaned and sprayed, water pump and feeder lines checked and functioning properly. Cooler is good to go. 

I also checked the mister system and retied a few spots where the zip ties had broken away from the fencing since last year. All misters are working well and between the misters and cooler, the dogs were bailing out of the area, searching for a sunny spot to lay in.  LOL 

The only thing left to do is swap out the old tarps for new, and that will happen tomorrow morning, just in time for the heat to start creeping up into the nineties. I am right on schedule and happy for that. 

I even had the AC guys out this morning to service my AC units and make sure they are ready to face the heat…even though I’ve already been using them a bit here and there. 

Don’t judge…I hate to be hot, remember? 

Well, how about you? Ready for summer? Ready to bail for cooler climes? Or in a panic about how to get everything done before the temps start to rise? 

Well, the one thing we can count on here in the Phoenix area is that the heat is a’ comin’! We have had what feels like the mildest March ever, but that’s all about to change. 

The good news…I…am…freaking…ready! 

The bad news…I…don’t…wanna…do…it!

Well, that’s my story, hot and hotter, and I’m stickin’ to it. Hang on tight now ‘cuz we’re gonna go real, real fast!

Love ya,  

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Coming Soon - Wife For Hire

 

        Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!

So….after struggling for months (years, actually), I’m happy to say that Wife for Hire is ready to be released and I’m so excited (as you may know, this is a big step for me). Bella Media Management has done a wonderful job with the cover (and so many other things for which I’m truly grateful). It will be available on all major platforms (Amazon, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, etc, e-book and print) and is the first in the Wives of Bravado County series. Here’s what it’s about…

Mail-Order Bride Merrilee O’Shea’s hopes are shattered when she arrives at the run-down Eternal Hope Ranch in Texas to marry Reece Wescott, only to learn that her husband-to-be has died and she was unexpected. She can’t go back to where she came from--the War between the States took her husband, and her home, and her brother-in-law has tried to compromise her. She has no choice but to accept the job as housekeeper for her late husband-to-be’s brothers, even though one of the brothers, Jared, doesn’t want her there.

Jared considers Merrilee just another mess his brother made that he’ll have to fix and he doesn’t want anything to do with her. He and his remaining brother, Gabriel, are trying to bring the ranch back from the brink of ruin, and he has no time for another responsibility. But as Merrilee settles in, Jared notices that despite all she has lost, she manages to maintain a sweet, sunny disposition. He doesn’t understand it, but he’s drawn to it…and her. He’s determined to resist, because as far as he's concerned, he doesn’t deserve either.

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed (most times) writing it.

Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!

Marie