How to Handle Negative Criticism by Tamara Hoffa – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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How to Handle Negative Criticism

We’ve all heard the adage “Any publicity is good publicity” right? But to us writers our books are like our children and when you say my baby is ugly… well I want to smack you in the face. However, as a professional I can’t do that.
How do I handle negative criticism? I ignore it. That’s not to say I don’t read it. I do. I read ever review and comment I find about my work, and if it’s true criticism I am happy to listen and think about it when I write my next book. Unfortunately, a lot of the time what we writers find in negative reviews isn’t constructive criticism, but author bashing, personal attacks or people being just plain mean.

That can be really hard to handle. Sometimes you want to lash out and answer back, but I NEVER do that. To do so would only make me look bad. Opinions are like fannies, everyone has one and they can set them on whatever chair they want.

I look at it this way, having a few “bad” reviews lets people know that reviews on my book are honest and keep me honest. Some people like chocolate and some people like vanilla. You can’t please all the people all the time. (Is that enough clichés for you?)

I will say, some negative reviews can be very creative. A friend of mine recently had a terrible review, with video inserts and all. She was devastated! The review however garnered a lot of attention and she ended up selling a lot of books because of it. I guess people wanted to read the book to see if the reviewer was right and the book really was “that bad.” Who knows how some people think?

I will say, the only negative reviews that really frost my a$$ are the ones that come out on Goodreads before my book releases. I can’t understand how someone can rate a book a 1 that they haven’t read? Really? At least give me chance before you tell me I suck! Lol.

So, as an author I love to get reviews! Each one is like a present to me, and I do want your honest opinion, but please criticize my book, and my writing, not me as a person. Thanks!

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Twenty-five and never been kissed, Jenna Raynes is a beautiful woman with a rubenesque figure often overlooked by men. In the mood for a little honey, the sassy new schoolteacher is stopped in her tracks by one growled word from an alpha bear…“Mine.”

Bern Helms’ inner bear catches the scent of his destined mate. His animal’s desire is drawn to her curves, but Jenna is human, and not lured to him by instinct. Convincing her begins as a sizzling, sweet affair that is soon spoiled by danger. In their small backwater town, nerves are strung taut. Someone is abducting shifter children.

When confronted, Jenna is as protective of her students as a mamma bear. For Bern, all bets are off when the kidnappers take Jenna too. Nothing will keep a bear from his mate. The hunters will become the hunted…

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“I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”

“I think perhaps then all the men you have met before have been blind and stupid, but I am glad they were because it saves me from having to hunt them down and kill them.” Bern growled.

Jenna stopped dead in her tracks and gazed up at him in stunned silence. He was serious. Bern shrugged his shoulders and planted a kiss on the end of her nose. “I cannot help it. I am a jealous man.”

They continued walking in companionable silence and reached Jenna’s house in a few minutes. She unlocked the front door and Bern held her back from entering. “Let me check the house first please.”

He left her standing on the front porch while he took the bags into the house. She saw the lights flip on methodically throughout the rooms and then Bern returned to the porch. “All clear,” he said and pulled her into the house. He attempted to pin her against the wall and kiss her senseless, but Jenna put her hands on his chest and pushed. It was like pushing against a brick wall!

“Oh no you don’t, Mr. Bear. This honeycomb is closed until I get some answers. Get your furry butt to the kitchen and you can talk while I make dinner. I want to know what the hell is going on around here.”

Bern had the good grace to look sheepish. “Yes, ma’am,” he said and strode toward the kitchen, leaving Jenna to follow that delectable and at the moment, not in the least bit furry backside. Oh yum.

Jenna pointed to a kitchen chair. “Sit. Talk.”

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Tamara Hoffa lives in central Tennessee, with her husband of 30 years, her parents, 2 dogs and 2 cats. She started reading at four years old and has rarely been seen without a book since. At home you will usually find her in “nana’s chair” with her kindle, her laptop or one of her precious, precocious grandsons in her lap. Tamara is an author, an editor, and reviews/promotions coordinator for Secret Cravings Publishing. Tamara is proof positive that it’s never too late to reach for your dreams.

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The Zen Lounge by A.C. Melody – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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5 Tips for Researching That I Always Use

1. Cross-Reference

I never trust the first result to pop up online when I’m researching something. If I can find the same answer on multiple sites, than I’ll use it. If I can’t, than I sick my sister after it, because she can find anything online! I’ve run into the problem of having the wrong result too many times to trust researching any other way, especially with foreign words, but I’ll cover that part in a little bit.

2. Do the Research Yourself

I know… it’s tedious, it’s time-consuming, you want to poke your eye out with a pencil, but it really is imperative. Not only are you getting every detail another might miss, but as an added bonus, researching can become your treasured muse – or, your security plan. Every time I research, I either find more about my subject that helps expand my storyline, giving me ideas I never would have thought of myself – or, has saved me from using the wrong subject by discovering it was not at all what I thought it was.

3. Dig Deeper

Okay, if you’re anything like me, you were raised speaking one language: improper English. So, when it comes to incorporating foreign words or names into our books, we don’t always think about things like masculine and feminine rules. We just expect there to be one word exchanged for our English word and that’s typically not the case. Here’s an example of one everyone might be familiar with:

“My Dear” translated into French is Mon Cher (masculine) or Ma Chère (feminine). It is not Mon Cher vs. Ma Chérie, because the latter is actually the feminine translation of “My Darling.” Mon Chéri would be the proper usage for that masculine variation.

Names can also be tricky, depending on which foreign heritage your character has. If your main protagonist is the son of a Russian immigrant and named Aleksandr, you might want to consider that culturally, his family is going to call him Sasha, instead. Yet, he will never be addressed as Sasha by a stranger, that would actually be off-putting.

A neat little feature that Wikipedia has on some of their foreign words is a table that shows the differences between genitive, nominative, plural, singular, etc. This is very handy, if you’re thinking about using foreign nouns as a thing, rather than a person. For example:

Wolf, translated into Old Norse is úlfr (singular): “That úlfr/wolf/ is hungry.” úlfar (plural): “Those úlfar/wolves/ over there.” úlfrinn (nominative singular): “They are úlfrinn/of the wolf species/.” úlfarnir (nominative plural): “The úlfarnir/wolf species as a whole/ have gone extinct.”

This is very important to know if you’re planning on using your foreign word in different contexts throughout your story.

4. Everything Goes

Research everything you’re not 100% sure of. Research everything you think you made up, too, because it probably already exists and could possibly be copyrighted or trademarked. Here’s the cool thing, though. It used to be that the number one rule was “write what you know,” but that was before the world wide web. I spent an entire day walking around Downtown Minneapolis, yet I’ve never been to Minnesota. Thanks to Google Earth, I can describe everything I saw in explicit detail. Right now, you have every shred of information you could ever need at your fingertips. All you have to do is find it, and then you will be writing what you know.

5. Take Advantage

Wikipedia has another feature that I absolutely love. At the bottom of their pages are lists of their resources, as well as any time that subject has ever been used in literature, movies, etc. So, let’s say you want one of your characters to be a fallen angel that was actually mentioned in biblical scripture, but not necessarily one of the angels that people have already over-used. That little list on Wikipedia will show you every reference of when, where and how often your angel’s name has ever been mentioned, with a link you can follow to get even more information.

In short (Ha! Just kidding), readers might not know why your story is so great or even think about how many hours you put into researching, but they do notice when it’s missing. They do appreciate the fullness, the depth and believe it or not, the learning they get by reading a well-researched book. Or, I’m really just a nerd. That’s always a possibility, too! Thanks for reading!

3_3 wc Cover_TheZenLoungeWelcome to the Zen Lounge, twenty-one floors of customizable carnal pleasures to fulfill your wildest fantasies. Even in the year 2192, it shouldn’t exist but Voryk Kade simply couldn’t ignore the urge to take a closer look. What he finds is a woman bent on ruining everything he’d ever believed to be true. She holds the key to all of Voryk’s darkest, neediest desires and despite her silence, provides the proof behind his belief that there is something far seedier going on under the high-end gloss of professional eroticism.

Enlisting the help of his closest friends, Voryk’s only goal is to keep Nexlana safe, naked and his. Unfortunately, she was already someone’s favorite pet and when Master comes calling, it’s with a vengeance and the intent of never letting her slip away again. Haunted pasts continue to resurface, only Nexlana’s might be far deadlier than any of them could have guessed—connections between her, arson, an assassination and a cold case no one ever wanted to delve into again. To stop the worst case scenario from taking place, they must finally figure out just who in the hell the Master really is.

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Closing her eyes for a moment, she shuddered, and then grabbed Voryk’s hand and placed it on her throat, running it down toward her chest.

“Yes, it’s warm,” he said aloud what she could not.

When her eyes opened on his, Voryk noted that his blood was also very warm. Under the palm of his hand, her heart beat a little faster. In her ethereal eyes, a familiar beckoning called out to him, igniting his own need. Taking the wine from her, Voryk leaned forward and returned it to the table. This time, he didn’t sit back. Her pulse throbbed beneath his fingertips, as he turned his head just so and buried his face in the silky texture of her hair, in the scent of it. Slowly, he ran just the tip of his nose over the soft flesh of her throat, his fingers curling around the nape of her neck before he grazed the same line of flesh with his lips.

Her pulse skittered and raced, stirring his blood even more, kicking his desire into a sizzling temperature. He loitered at her jaw, using lips, tongue and teeth. Though she was silent, her breath was warm and choppy in his ear. Leaving a trail of kisses across the hollow of her cheek, Voryk found her mouth. That mouth, he thought again. God, that mouth.

About the Author: A.C. Melody lives in Washington State, is the proud mom of two amazing sons – okay, so they’re typical boys and always keep her on her toes! Stemming from a family of artists and musicians, she thrives in all things creative and would call a day without her MP3 player and coffee a day of reckoning. When she’s not writing, reading, drawing or cheering on the sidelines at football games, A.C. Also enjoys gardening, which has honed her ability to dodge raindrops into an enviable skill.

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Five Reasons I Write Historical Romance by Jessica Jefferson – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Five Reasons I Write Historical Romance
by Jessica Jefferson

I love reading. Westerns, contemporary, historical fiction, biographies – I’ll read anything. But, historical romance is my favorite. Since the first time I stole a Kathleen Woodiwiss novel off my mother’s bookshelf, I’ve been a fan of the genre. I can’t get enough. From Medieval to Edwardian-era romance, I just love being whisked back in time to experience love.

In college, I originally majored in English, with hopes of one day becoming a writer. At the time, I always pictured myself writing serious commentary on the human condition…or becoming the next Erma Bombeck. But then, life got in the way and derailed my literary aspirations for a few years. When I picked up the proverbial pen again, my interests had changed dramatically. I wanted to write for entertainment, and I wanted to write what I loved to read—historical romance.

Historical romance provides me the opportunity to explore different historical periods. In contemporary romance, I’m locked into twenty-first century conventions. But with historical romance, I can explore love through the eyes of nineteenth century heroines. There is no Facebook and Twitter, no instant messaging of any sort. Instead there are real letters. It takes me back to a time when expressing one’s love was a bit different than it is today.

Historical romance is an escape from reality. It allows me to live out my historical fantasies. My heroines can wear beautiful gowns and my heroes can ride up on horses. I can also take certain liberties that I may not be able to while writing contemporary romance. I do try and stick to the confines of the time period when possible, but the beauty of writing in a different era is that I get to use more of my imagination than I otherwise would.

I also love writing historical romance because of the heroes! There are still gentlemen out there today, but how many of them wear breeches? I’m in love with the idea of my Prince Charming riding up on a white horse, not in a white Porsche.

Love is love – no matter when it happens. At the bare minimum, it involves two people who feel a deep emotional connection. That’s been the same since the dawn of time. That’s what I love about historical romance. No matter what the time period, the basic fundamentals of love are still the same.

3_3 BookCover_ChasingTheOtherTisdaleShe’s the other sister…

Overshadowed by the beauty of her older sister, Lillian is better known as the other Tisdale; unremarkable and unsure how she will ever deliver on the promise of her family’s name.

He’s a rake in need of reforming…

Will Colton leads a frivolous existence, embracing notoriety instead of managing his family’s fortune. Determined to forget his financial burden and his father’s growing resentment, he maintains a lifestyle dedicated to pleasure and self-indulgence. When Will is invited to the Tisdale estate for an extended holiday, he never expects to become friends with the forgettable Lillian. But when a family secret comes to light, he must choose between leaving London and protecting the honor of one woman or staying and risking the reputation of another.

Upon his return, Will finds the girl he left behind has come out of the shadows and into her own. Lillian’s finally the center of attention, and not all of it good. With his own reputation in tatters, can a reformed rake lure her out of the hands of London’s bachelors and back into his own arms? Can he escape his past and reclaim her heart, or has he lost her forever?

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When Lillian Tisdale dreamt of that magical moment when she would fall in love, she never imagined that it would be so sudden, so complete, or so…


Lilly, as she was more commonly known, sat cradled in between a large branch and the massive trunk of the hundred year old willow tree near the pond at Brightly, her family’s ancestral estate. She set her sketch book and charcoal pencil down on the branch and took a moment to appreciate the scenery before her. Brightly was noted for its lush gardens and rolling green hills, and she found it impossible to imagine any other property in England being as lovely.

This was her favorite tree, had been for years, and one of the only places she could disappear to when she felt the need for a respite from her three sisters and older brother. She relished the quiet of her hiding place, the silence disturbed only by the soft wind skimming the pond, the rustling of the leaves in the oak groves, and the occasional coo of a nesting bird.

“You naughty minx!”

Lilly startled, the unexpected sound of a man’s voice coming from out of nowhere. She steadied herself against the branch in front of her, knocking her sketchbook onto the ground in the process. She sighed, doubting the book would survive the fall intact. She’d spent the last of her pin money on that sketchbook and wouldn’t be able to afford a new one for at least a month. Her parents, for all their wealth, were sticklers when it came to their children’s allowances.

“You’re a wicked, wicked man, Mr. Colton!”

This time, the voice was distinctly female and the name she mentioned sounded familiar…

About the Author:3_3 AuthorPhoto_ChasingTheOtherTisdaleJessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it—almost Chicago. She is heavily inspired by classic sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy. She invites you to visit her at and read more of her random romance musings.

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Passing the Torch by L.L. Sanders – Spotlight and Giveaway


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Deep in the Arizona desert live a girl and her dad, burying secrets–and bodies.

Mesa Kingston’s first memory of burying a corpse was at eight years old. Back then it had been the carcass of a large lizard her dad found that they buried in the backyard of their isolated cottage. At age fourteen, the body of a young lady accompanied the reptile’s remains, and ever since, an accumulation of female bodies began to grow. Now, the only way Mesa can stop the haunting screams of the dead is by drowning them out with flames. Or is there more to the blaze than even she can perceive?

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Good girls do anything for their fathers, including rob, cheat, and kill, and I always considered myself a good girl. The time I first came to that conclusion will stay with me forever. Years later, here I am, still fulfilling my daughterly duty.

After wiping the sweat from my palm onto my jeans, I press the bulbous tip of the match against the strike strip on the side of the small carton. My hands shake worse than Grandma’s had when trying to slice her ninety-first birthday cake just a few hours ago, but I manage to run the match across it anyway. The flame comes alive at my fingertips, dancing merrily at the prospect of latching on to something and disintegrating it into smoldering embers. Although the light breeze causes the flame to flicker at the end of the matchstick, I’m aware of the control I have over it. I watch the glow change shape through a veil of tears and with that the decision was absolute.

The flame will get to perform its destructive duty.

I flick the match toward the pile of wooden planks that used to be the porch. Instantly the fire catches the fumes of the pooled liquid and expands so quickly a wall of gasoline-scented hot air rushes me before the blaze travels deeper into the house. I back away to a safe distance as the straw-like grass crunches beneath my feet. Nearing the homemade fence, which is nothing more than a double row of chicken wire, I hear the screams from the distance, cries of agony that meld with my memory like two spreading pools of melted wax. I can’t stop the waterworks. I don’t even make an attempt.

About the Author:

The L.L. stands for Leslie Lee. I write erotic romance and post-apocalyptic/dystopian fiction under Leslie Lee Sanders.

But horror and thriller fiction is what I grew up on, what inspires me, and what began my pursuit to authorship. I’ve written many short scary stories since the 6th grade. Now they’re much more mature in general, thanks to the wide range of emotion and experience I’ve encountered over the years.

I’m a huge fan of horror and psychological thrillers in every fashion, including movies, books, art, campfire tales, etc. Some of my favorite stories are those that twist at the end or are ambiguous with deep societal or morality themes. This includes dystopias like Hugh Howey’s Wool, psychological thrillers like Shutter Island, and popular and classic horror/romances like V.C. Andrews’s Flowers in the Attic, my favorite.

All my ideas start with a twist, which is exactly how most of my stories end.

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Right Kind of Wrong by Chelsea Fine – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Top 5 Most Embarrassing Moments
Chelsea Fine

1) The classic running-into-the-screen-door-and-falling-flat-on-your-back bit. Oh yes. I barreled full-speed into a nearly-invisible screen door at a friend’s pool party in the seventh grade. You know, the year where doing something embarrassing ruins your life. #Ididthat

2) There was the time I got locked in an airplane bathroom and started pounding on the door with panicked screams… until the attendant opened the door and calmly stated, “You need to pull the door to open it. Not push.” All the people seated by the bathroom stared at me like I was a crazy person. Which I was. This was last year. #forreal

3) And let’s not forget three years ago, when I wore a strapless maxi dress to the airport… and while the TSA agent was patting me down she accidentally yanked my dress down, and I flashed everyone standing in line behind me. #ohyeah Airports and airplanes are not places I’m cool.

4) Last month at a book signing, I was talking with my hands (like I do) and the pen I was holding… went flying out of my hand and smacked some poor girl in the face. It left a red mark. I profusely apologized and tried to explain that, yes, I’m just that klutzy and, no, she wasn’t the first person to suffer the wrath of my reckless hand-talking. #someoneshouldfireme

5) And lastly, two years ago I was seated on a panel at UtopYA and, when I opened my mouth to respond to a question…the gum I was chewing took flight and landed on a girl in the front row. #ick #Iknow Clearly, I need supervision when I’m in public.

If you’ve learned anything from this list it’s that… hanging around me is dangerous and could potentially get you stabbed with a pen or thwacked with chewed gum. It’s not safe, people. Not for me, not for airline attendants, not for TSA agents, and certainly not for innocent bystanders. Good grief. I should come with a warning label.

3_3 chelsea Fine_Right Kind of Wrong_TPSometimes wrong can feel oh so right . . .

Jenna Lacombe needs complete control, whether it’s in the streets . . . or between the sheets. So when she sets out on a solo road trip to visit her family in New Orleans, she’s beyond annoyed that the infuriatingly sexy Jack Oliver wants to hitch a ride with her. Ever since they shared a wild night together last year, he’s been trying to strip away her defenses one by one. He claims he’s just coming along to keep her safe-but what’s not safe for her is prolonged exposure to the tattooed hottie.

Jack can’t get Jenna out from under his skin. She makes him feel alive again after his old life nearly destroyed him-and losing her is not an option. Now Jack’s troubles are catching up to him, and he’s forced to return to his hometown in Louisiana. But when his secrets put them both in harm’s way, Jenna will have to figure out how far she’s willing to let love in . . . and how much she already has.

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The way I felt about Jenna used to piss me off. I’ve never been one to need or even want a girl messing up my life. Just the opposite, in fact. The Lone Wolf role suited me well and I was perfectly content with my world of solitude. But Jenna came along and twisted everything up. She turned me inside out and made me feel complete in a way that made no sense. I fought the sentiment, of course. There’s no room for anyone in my messed up life—especially not a wild, stubborn, reckless girl like Jenna.

But fighting proved futile, and somewhat self-destructive, so I did what all good leaders do when they realize losing a battle could mean winning the war: I surrendered. Not to Jenna, exactly, but to the way she made me feel. It’s not a pretty or romantic thing. It’s a truth with scars and holes—and it commands me completely.

Does that make me weak? I used to think so. But then I see Jenna, still in the throes of a battle I’ve long since succumbed to, and I wonder which of us is stronger. Which of us sleeps well at night and which of us tosses in the moonlight.

Strength isn’t about what you can and cannot achieve. It’s about what you will and will not do in order to achieve. And on that, I know exactly where I stand.

Watching Jenna across the inn’s lobby, I take a deep breath and prepare for round two of what is sure to be a memorable—if not fatal—road trip back home.

“I’m ready when you are, diva!” I call out.

Complete agitation covers her face as she whips around with narrowed eyes and yells, “Don’t. Call. Me. DIVA!”

I grin. “It never gets old.”

“God!” she exclaims, thrusting her arms up again.

The look on her face is priceless. I could do this all day. I might, actually.

Wagging my eyebrows in an inappropriate manner, I slip back outside and let the door fall shut.

A moment later, the inn door flies open and Jenna stomps down the porch steps to meet me by the car. I quickly shove my phone in my pocket, wanting to put as much distance as possible between my present circumstances and the mess waiting for me back home, and climb into the car at the same time she does.

She’s huffing and puffing and cursing under her breath like a spoiled teenager, but when her eyes finally flick to mine there’s no hostility there, just impatience.

“You’re paying for all the gas,” she says, sliding a pair of dark sunglasses over her golden eyes. “And I mean every single drop.”

I lean back in the passenger seat, repressing the joyous satisfaction I feel at the haughtiness on her face. “Yes, ma’am.”

If buying Jenna’s gas keeps her safe by my side then I’ll purchase every last drop in the country. And then some.

About the Author: 3_3 Chelsea Fine Headshot 2Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She’s ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

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The Moment of Realization by M.L. Buchman – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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The Moment of Realization by M.L. Buchman

One of the great challenges as a writer of romantic suspense is how to escalate a relationship relatively quickly without making it unbelievable. However, in my upcoming release Bring on the Dusk, I have two characters who are very used to keeping their thoughts to themselves. That was part of the real joy of writing this book, discovering along with the characters, their own emotions and reactions—whether getting ready for a dangerous mission, or stripped bare by exhaustion.

In the following scene, Michael and Claudia have known each other less than a day and already she’s considering the unique nature of the first meeting story.


“No mission tonight.” Michael had taken her statement at face value. “But I think you might wish to attend the briefing.”

Not her first choice at all. She’d be asleep within thirty seconds of hitting the chair and end up slumped on the floor of the meeting room on her first day with the company. Hell of a first impression.

“I’ll try not to be boring.”

She laughed. It just burst out of her.

No one had ever been able read her like that.

Claudia had been accused of being an Ice Queen any number of times in her career, just because she liked keeping herself to herself. Of course, the guys said it because she wouldn’t sleep with them, which also had made the nickname useful. She’d learned early on the advantages of nurturing the image. She would occasionally let carefully selected men through her barriers, discreet ones who had no association with the Corps, though none of them had stuck for more than a few months.

But some of the women called her that too, which made her wonder. It was exactly the sort of thing Trisha would have said, if she’d thought to.

Claudia was far too tired to try to make sense of Trisha at the moment.

She was about to decline when Michael tipped his head in a gentle “C’mon.”

It was charming and she was tired enough to be charmed a little. She hadn’t missed his compliment or how much it had surprised his tablemates. And she’d never met someone who might understand the attraction of her desert. But maybe, just maybe, he did.

Share her desert with Colonel Michael.

She noted that in her head, it wasn’t an interrogative but rather a flat statement. Too young to be going senile, perhaps going psychotic? She’d known him for…an embrace, a meal, and a firefight.

Well, that only verified that they were both soldiers to the core. The average couple couldn’t point to the obliteration of an al-Qaeda cell as their meet-cute.

Couple? She really was losing it. It was a good thing she wasn’t one of those people whose brains connected directly to their mouths with no filter.

With a shrug of acceptance—which she deemed safe enough—she followed him up the steel ladders, through the ringing hangar deck where dozens of SOAR and Navy people were now scattered along a makeshift track, and on up to the flight deck.

3_2 BringontheDuskFive nations surround the Caspian Sea, five nations desperate for the vast resources there, and willing to go to war. It will take all of Claudia and Michael’s ingenuity to avert disaster. As they discover how right they are for each other, it will take even more to breach the walls they’ve so carefully built around their hearts…

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About the Author: 3_2 ML BuchmanM. L. Buchman has over 25 novels in print. His military romantic suspense books have been named Barnes & Noble and NPR “Top 5 of the year” and Booklist “Top 10 of the Year.” In addition to romance, he also writes contemporaries, thrillers, and fantasy and science fiction.

In among his career as a corporate project manager he has: rebuilt and single-handed a fifty-foot sailboat, both flown and jumped out of airplanes, designed and built two houses, and bicycled solo around the world.

He is now a full-time writer, living on the Oregon Coast with his beloved wife. He is constantly amazed at what you can do with a degree in Geophysics. You may keep up with his writing at

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Texting All Hearts by Various Authors – Spotlight and Giveaway

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What do rodeos, otherworldly encounters, exotic dancers, bondage, hot sex, refound love, and time travel have in common? Besides romantic, edge of your seat fun and intrigue, they all evolve from a single text. Seven multi-genre novellas that promise to heat your nights and warm your hearts.

Her Cowboy Dom

Tate Hardy’s best friend leaves him all his cattle if he spends thirty days on a ranch with a woman he wants but can’t have. Jess is a nice girl, and Tate doesn’t do nice. Jessica Campbell needs her brother’s cattle as collateral for a loan. To get rid of the sexy bull rider, she suggests he teach her about D/s. When he agrees, Jess gets more than she bargained for from her cowboy Dom.

Midnight Road
Lorelei Buckley

Drew Mathews cherishes her deceased husband’s lingering spirit. When his best friend, Dominic, reveals her late spouse’s dark secrets, Drew’s crushed. She turns to Dominic and neighbors for support and stumbles into a passionate love affair and a slew of bizarre commonalities restricted to the residents of Midnight Road. As mysteries unfold, inalterable conditions threaten her romantic relationship, her life, and possibly, the world.

A Lethal Affair
Debra Jupe

With a rumored serial killer targeting exotic dancers, Daisy Piper is more than a little worried when her co-worker goes missing. Her concern escalates when a guy she’s never met shows up claiming her friend stole his laptop. A mild-mannered computer whiz on the surface, Miles Garton is a total contrast from the streetwise Daisy. But he’s on a mission of his own, making the jaded stripper suspicious. Fighting each other, a mutual attraction, and the truth, they team up to find the missing woman.

Sexting Texas
Darah Lace

Texas Tallulah Taylor never thought she’d be turned on by a dirty text from a stranger, one that leads to a delicious sexting session with her best friend. Will Sanderson never thought the love of his life would see him as anything but a friend. Maybe sexting Texas will show her this cowboy aims to give her the ride of her life…for the rest of her life.

The Dom Delivers
Nese Lane

He’s a Dominant, and she’s as vanilla as they come…
Designer Jenna Jaynes enjoys the safe bubble of her creative world, until her delivery guy bursts through and steals her heart. CFO Aden Kelley’s regimented world is thrown into chaos when a spitfire dressmaker captures his soul. Will the Dom convince vanilla to swirl?

Wounded Hearts
Linda LaRoque

Sarah Lawson’s fiancé Logan Miller died in Afghanistan. She receives a text from Brandon Perdue, one of his war buddies, who wants to meet and deliver a message from Logan. Physically and emotionally scarred, Brandon values Sarah’s friendship. Sarah wants their relationship to deepen, but he fears she’s projecting her feelings for Logan on to him.

Pale With Color
Susan JP Owens

Cheyenne Clark doubts Captain Joseph Westerly’s beliefs about reincarnation, but a twenty-first century gal stuck in1862, during the Battle of Gettysburg, creates a new perception about philosophies and physics. After Joseph’s death, Cheyenne returns to her time period and anticipates his rebirth. Will Joseph find her?

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Drew fixed the buckle of her overalls. “Roland’s disorderly. I think as far as spirits go he’s in ghost preschool. Maybe dumping food on the floor is equivalent to finger painting.”

Dominic’s rich brown skin paled. “This is a joke, right?”

Above the window seat, a curtain rod yanked off the hooks and struck Dominic on the head. Astonished, he tumbled backward and collapsed on the seat’s cushion.

“Plants, food, window treatments, he’s done in here. I’ll be back. I’m going to the study. He likes to fling books.” She rushed onward, thrilled Dominic witnessed the phenomenon. Now they could have a real heart-to-heart. Well, eventually, when the color returned to his face.

About the Authors: ProfilePic_TextingAllHeartsLinda LaRoque is a Texas girl, but the first time she got on a horse, it tossed her in the road dislocating her right shoulder. Forty years passed before she got on another, but it was older, slower, and she was wiser. Plus, her students looked on and it was important to save face.

A retired teacher who loves West Texas, its flora and fauna, and its people, Linda’s stories paint pictures of life, love, and learning set against the raw landscape of ranches and rural communities in Texas and the Midwest. She is a member of RWA, her local chapter of HOTRWA, NTRWA and Texas Mountain Trail Writers.

Linda writes contemporary western romances, time travel romances and futuristic romances.

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Meet the Authors from the Small Town, Large Hearts Tour – Q&A and Giveaway

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What can you tell us about the small town setting of your upcoming romance?

Samantha Chase (author of RETURN TO YOU): The south shore of Long Island had always been my heroine Selena’s home. Born and raised minutes from the beach, she always dreamed that it would be where she’d find love, raise a family and live happily ever after. The small coastal town really hadn’t been part of James Montgomery’s plan for his own life, after meeting Selena, it’s suddenly a very appealing part of his future.

Grace Burrowes (author of KISS ME HELLO): Damson Valley lies in rural Maryland, about an hour away from both Washington, DC, and Baltimore. The Appalachian Mountains give the town a protected, bucolic feel, despite the proximity of big city lights. My hero attorney MacKenzie Knightley loved growing up with his brothers on a farm right outside Damson Valley, and was all too happy to go into practice with both James and Trent. The Knightley farm is now owned by foster mom Sidonie Lindstrom, who has moved away from Baltimore to give her foster son a better start in life. Sid has no patience for small town life, though before too long, the scenery does catch her interest…

Andrea Laurence (author of FEEDING THE FIRE): If you’re willing to turn your car off the highway and venture from the beaten path, you might be lucky enough to run across a town like Rosewood, Alabama. Steeped in southern charm and the traditional values of God, Family and Football (although not always in that order), Rosewood is like a time capsule preserving everything modern cities have lost. Here, you’ll find homemade pies, perfectly brewed sweet tea, and beauty parlors filled with lively gossip. It’s the kind of town where everybody knows everybody – and everybody knows your business whether you like it or not! Thanks for stopping by. Sit a spell and tell us what you know.

What is the most romantic spot in town?

Grace Burrowes: The most romantic spots in Damson Valley aren’t in the town itself, they’re in the surrounding countryside. Mac and Sid watch the moonrise from a blanket in the middle of a field, they enjoy some quiet time on the swing on Sid’s porch, they have a lovely meal on Mac’s back terrace. The great outdoors are for love when a couple lives in the country!

What is the heroine’s favorite memory of the town? Your hero’s?

Samantha Chase: For Selena, her favorite memory is of the time she spent with her grandmother and how they used to volunteer in the community and with their church. They enjoyed gardening and touring the local arboretum and parks. As for James, he considered himself and outcast but he looks at the time he lived in town as one of the only times in his life that he felt accepted. The friends he’d made and the people he worked for embraced him in ways he never thought his family did.

Is there a big party or a community get together for your small town?

Andrea Laurence: Rosewood has several big events throughout the year. They can turn anything into a party. Christmas, the Fourth of July, Halloween… you name it! One of their biggest events is the county fair. It comes in September and everyone enjoys taking their turns on the Tilt-a-Whirl and entering the bake-off. There’s a year of bragging rights hanging on that event! There’s the parade, and of course, the Miss Rosewood Pageant. Every teenage girl in town aspires to sit on that throne.

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About the Authors and Books

Samantha Chase: 3_2 small town ReturnToYou New York Times and USA Today Bestseller Samantha Chase released her debut novel, Jordan’s Return, in November 2011. Although she waited until she was in her 40’s to publish for the first time, writing has been a lifelong passion. Her motivation to take that step was her students: teaching creative writing to elementary age students all the way up through high school and encouraging those students to follow their writing dreams gave Samantha the confidence to take that step as well.

When she’s not working on a new story, she spends her time reading contemporary romances, playing way too many games of Scrabble or Solitaire on Facebook and spending time with her husband of 25 years and their two sons in North Carolina.

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Grace Burrowes: 3_2 small town KissMeHelloNew York Times and USA Today bestselling author Grace Burrowes’ bestsellers include The Heir, The Soldier, Lady Maggie’s Secret Scandal, Lady Sophie’s Christmas Wish and Lady Eve’s Indiscretion. The Heir was a Publishers Weekly Best Book of 2010, The Soldier was a PW Best Spring Romance of 2011, Lady Sophie’s Christmas Wish won Best Historical Romance of the Year in 2011 from RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards, Lady Louisa’s Christmas Knight was a Library Journal Best Book of 2012, and The Bridegroom Wore Plaid was a PW Best Book of 2012. Her Regency romances have received extensive praise, including starred reviews from Publishers Weekly and Booklist. Grace is branching out into short stories and Scotland-set Victorian romance with Sourcebooks. She is a practicing family law attorney and lives in rural Maryland.

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Andrea Laurence: 3_2 small town FeedingtheFire
Andrea Laurence has been a lover of reading and writing stories since she learned to read at a young age. She always dreamed of seeing her work in print and is thrilled to finally be able to share her special blend of sensuality and dry, sarcastic humor with the world. A dedicated West Coast girl transplanted into the Deep South, she’s working on her own “happily ever after” with her boyfriend and their collection of animals including a Siberian Husky that sheds like nobody’s business.

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Mardi Maxwell – Interview and Giveaway

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I asked Mardi how she distinguished between pornography, erotica, and erotic romance.

‘I believe that pornography is sexual gratification without the emotions (or plot). The guy who arrives at your home to fix the plumbing and fiddles with your plumbing as a bonus,” she said with a wink. “I think both men and women enjoy pornography under the right circumstances. Erotica, on the other hand, I’ve always thought of as experiences one has with no intention to stay with the other person. Experimentation, trying new things, hooking up for the moment and the pleasure. And, please, don’t think these hook-ups are for the young only. The older crowd, who grew up under all those strict rules of behavior, have finally thrown caution to the wind and they’re dropping those panties and jumping on these opportunities to have sex without all those pesky responsibilities. Erotic romance on the other hand has the sexual gratification with the emotions and the plot. The people involved form relationships and they risk their hearts. Their emotions are involved, with sorrow and joy, trial and tribulation. They face the future together. I also think of erotic romance, or any romance in fact, as ending with a happy-ever-after. I like my lovers to stay together.”

Mardi told me that it’s just now sinking in that she’s a writer–after seven books.

“It’s like tossing the dice,” she explained. “Every time you write a book you can’t be guaranteed that the publisher will accept it. There’s always the possibility that all those hours of sweat and tears and agonizing over the perfect word will be rejected. Having said that I will add that I wouldn’t want to do anything else now. I’ll write until I no longer have stories to tell, with our without readers.”

I asked her which came first: plot or characters, but she told me neither one.

“Lust! It comes first. I see a great looking guy somewhere and I just go into a fantasy daydream about him. How we meet and what happens from there. I’m a detail person so I don’t just think we meet at a store. I have to know what kind of store, where, what was I doing there, what time of day, what was he doing there? What were we wearing? Where do I live? Where does he live? How does he speak? What is the look in his eyes when he looks at me? When he speaks to me? Am I in trouble? Is he in trouble? How do we manage to stay together after meeting? How does our relationship deepen from the meeting to the end when the conflict is resolved and we know we want to stay together? Have you ever seen Three Days of the Condor with Robert Redford where he reads books for the CIA and all of the people in his office are killed while he’s out getting coffee? He takes Faye Dunaway hostage and keeps her in her apartment. He convinces her that he’s the good guy and she helps him. There’s loads of sexual tension between them. This is the kind of movie or book that has influenced my daydreams and books.”

Mardi is currently working on a steamy sci-fi romance about a warrior race- the Zarronians, the bad guys of the universe. They are relentless and fierce in war, but sexy and irresistible off the battle field. The book is called Valan’s Bondmate and should be out soon. Here’s a little more about it.

The Zarronians love females of any kind but they can only bond and reproduce with Zarronian females. To make matters worse, the warriors carry a mating fever that they have to share with a mate before age thirty-two or they’ll die. Sixteen years ago, their love of war and fighting drew the attention of the Wrothians who believed they could destroy the Zarronians by murdering their females. After losing their mothers, sisters, and daughters the Zarronians fought a final battle and defeated the Wrothians who disappeared into the stars.

In the intervening years many Zarronian warriors have died of the fever and the High Council is desperate to find a compatible race. The conflict deepens when the only compatible race they eventually find is the Wrothian females. The hero, Valan Erikson, and his men, are ordered by the High Council to raid the Wrothians and capture a mate. Against their will the Zarronian warriors obey the orders with a plan to dump their unwanted mates after the bonding but there are surprising things they don’t know about the bonding.

Valan captures a young female who turns out to be Lia ad-San, the daughter of the Wrothian leader who ordered the deaths of the Zarronian females. He’s hard, tough and determined to keep her from messing up his bachelor life. She’s willful and determined to either return to her own home or make his house her home. When it comes to Lia, Valan is his own worst enemy and the things he does sets them up for danger and trouble with the warriors who hate the Wrothians and especially the daughter of Selik ad-San. Their journey to love takes them in many directions including over Valan’s lap when he decides the usual method of disciplining a bondmate just won’t do in Lia’s case.

Her office is small, but with two walls of windows.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way as I love natural light and the first thing I do in the morning is open the drapes so I can watch the birds and squirrels in my back yard. It’s a huge mess. Cluttered with boxes of swag, printers, computer monitors, two desks, and multiple tables piled with reference books I need. I like to have a lot of stuff around me to stimulate me so there are collections of pictures of yummy, hot guys and beautiful women, as well as little things I’ve collected over the years that I find interesting (antique glass, pictures, and knick-knacks). When I write I sit in a rocking recliner with a travel pillow and a large wood cutting board on my lap with my laptop on it. One of my desks is on rollers so I can roll it around and I use a large monitor on it to do research, or stream movies if I’m in the mod for some background noise. All in all it’s a big mess but even after it’s cleaned it still looks that way so really why bother, right?”

Once Mardi gets up and has breakfast (a cup of tea and toasted raisin-cinnamon bread), she checks and responds to her email. She tries to write or edit after that, but many days she’s distracted by the “business of writing”–promoting and marketing her books.

“Most authors will tell you they spend the biggest part of their days promoting and marketing their books. I usually don’t’ manage to get to writing until late in the evening and then I’ll work for 3-5 hours,” she confessed. “My days are usually around twelve to fourteen hours long with breaks to run errands. My schedule is not set in stone and every day is a little different from the one before which is fine with me.”

She admits that she has a hard time sharing her work with little teasers and excerpts while she’s writing it. It’s a personal superstition–she’s afraid it will jinx the book.

“It’s like if I share too much of it with other people then they already ‘know’ the book, and I certainly know the book so there’s no point in completing it,” she confessed. “I know, crazy, huh? I usually know the beginning, middle and end of a book. I just don’t know what my characters are going to say or do to get from the start to the end.”

“What do you like to do when you are not writing?” I asked.

“I like to garden even though I’m no good at it and everything dies or doesn’t produce. Lately though I’ve had trouble gardening due to a back injury so my son and I are building table-height gardening boxes. I’m really looking forward to using them. I’m also trying my hand this spring at a city chicken coop with six chickens. My son is helping me build it. The chickens will eat the bugs in my yard and garden and give me eggs. The fertilizer they’ll drop is a bonus. I live in a small town that still has a drive-in movie so I love going to that either alone or with friends. We always take a huge bag of snacks and iced tea with us. It’s more a social thing than a movie thing as we all end up visiting from car to car with friends we haven’t seen in a while. I love to do ceramics but the closest shop is 35 miles away so I have to really be in the mood to drive in traffic to get there and pick out something to paint. I’m trying to do some painting on tiles and stenciling on tiles as I can do that at home and the hobby store is only sixteen miles away. I like to bake and cook, but only new recipes because I like a challenge. My favorite new cooking show is Patti’s Mexican Table. Love her recipes and of course there’s always Jacque Pepin and Julia Child, and Martha Bakes.”

She’s also very passionate about the environment and being green.

“There’s so many little things we each could do that would make a huge difference. Just sorting your trash or using tea towels instead of paper towels, a filtering water pitcher instead of buying bottled water. I’ve chosen to go 100% wind power and I only run the dishwasher when its full and I only do full loads of laundry. I’ve even begun hanging out my laundry on sunny days and I have one of those roll out lines in my house that I can hang clothes on to dry. My thermostat is on 65 degrees (I like it cold in the winter) and in the summer I put the thermostat up and run the ceiling fans. I’d love to go all solar and have a personal wind turbine in my back yard but until they drop the prices on those items they’re out of my budget. If I was building a house today though I’d buy enough land to have a big garden and an orchard as well as a greenhouse and chicken coop. I’d definitely go solar and I’d have several small wind turbines. Going off the grid but really just conserving. Which brings me to water. I don’t water the way I used to now I cut the bottoms off used two liter bottles and “plant” them next to my plants. I poke holes in the cap and then fill the bottles with water and let it empty out down by the roots where the plants needs the water. You can do the same thing with large terracotta pots but I just sent out a call to my family that I needed used bottles and the next day I had fifty of them. Apparently my entire family has a drinking problem with soda pop!”

Finally, I asked her, “What advice would you give an author who wants to write erotica?”

“Research, research, research. Read erotica and erotic romance, watch movies, ask questions. Join Facebook pages that are run by Doms and submissives. Join FetLife, and find experts on sex like Dr. Charley Ferrer on Facebook. A word of warning – be cautious. Just because someone says they are a Dom or sub doesn’t mean they really are, or that they’re not roaming social media looking for victims. Here’s another thing about erotica or BDSM – there’s no firm answer. Any time you’re dealing with people things get complicated. We’re all different. We all like or need different things. Try to understand another person’s kink. Keep an open mind. Be respectful. There’s never going to be a day when you can stand back and say to yourself that you now know everything there is to know about erotica or BDSM or D/s or other people’s kinks. Isn’t that great?

About the Author: 3_2 mardi myAvatarI’ve lied about my age for years so now people think I’m 109 years old. This means I’ve been around the block a few times. I love to travel so I’ve spent a lot of time in other states seeing the sights. I’m single and have one son and several grandchildren (young, ones). I retired early from a stressful career to write full time. Lucky for me that’s been working out.

Other than writing I love reading, gardening, messing around in the kitchen with a new recipe, and spontaneous road trips. I also love to try new things so this year I’m trying my hand at an urban chicken coop and dense planting of fruit trees (two cherry and two peach). I’m also researching beekeeping.

I prefer to live in a small town within a short drive of a larger city as I love meandering through the shops. I rarely plan anything and am more likely to just jump in the car and go, whether it’s a quick trip to the craft store or a spur-of-the-moment weekend getaway. I love my home, my family and my friends and they come first, always.

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3_2 Mardi mm-tdocm-natesnaughtynymph3Nate McLeod does everything in his power to keep his sons alive even if it means letting them believe he’s dead. While they’re safe with his cousin, Jake Ramsey, he goes after the man who tried to kill him and harm them. Focused on his mission he doesn’t have time for relationships until DEA agent Nymph Lachlan walks back into his life.

Free-spirited Nymph believes in going after what she wants and that means Nate. When she tells him she’s not interested in marriage then offers him a D/s relationship it’s a proposal he can’t refuse. She’ll submit in the bedroom but be his equal partner in their pursuit of Mendez’ drug cartel.

When their mission leads them to Rendezvous, Texas, Nate is forced to reveal his identity to his sons. Now he and Nymph have two battles on their hands—stop Mendez and get the Ramsey brothers to let him be a part of their lives.

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Interview with Mac Coalson from Whistlin’ Dixie by Maggie Adams – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Hello, this is Cecelia Hope with Channel 2 news. I’m with Mac Coalson, eldest son of Hank and Ginny Coalson, and owner of Coalson Construction Company: Give us a little background on your company

Coalson Construction Company is a family-owned business. My six brothers and I all have shares in the company. We actually started the company when the flood of 1993 happened. The Army Corp of Engineers camped out at our farm. We helped with the clean up, of course, and we decided to take it a step further. I had just graduated college with degree in construction management. Chance was right behind me with a business degree. The others worked through college here.

How long have you lived in the Grafton area?

One of my ancestors came with the Fr. Marquette expedition to bring Christianity to the area, fell in love with a Native American and settled here. Coalsons have been here ever since. That’s one of the reasons we are so determined to save our town.

Any ideas on who is vandalizing the homes your company has built? Why just your company?

My company? I have no idea, but I will find out. As for the actual vandalism, we are cooperating with the police and setting up our own security to facilitate a rapid conclusion to the problem.

Rumor has it, you picked up some teen vandals. One of them, the new schoolteacher’s brother?

Some teens were brought in for questioning, but were later released.

Makes it a bit awkward to date the new schoolteacher if you arrested her brother, doesn’t it? She was the one who accused you of the vandalism in order to collect the insurance money, right?

No comment.

C’mon, Mac, is it true you fired a man for grabbing her hand? Did she or did she not accuse you of being a fornicating, Mississippi river rat?

The interview is over.

But Mac…what do you think about the bets going on around town about you and Dixie Harris? Who’s going to surrender first in your silent war? Well, this is Cecelia Hope, Channel 2 News with a now absent Mac Coalson.

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Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000038_00064]A man on a mission….

Mackenzie Coalson was determined to rebuild his hometown after a devastating flood left it in ruins. He has no time for a relationship and all the romantic junk that goes with it. He has a vandal to catch and no sweet smelling bundle of femininity is going to sway him.

A woman protecting her family…..

Dixie Harris charged into the county sheriff’s office with a sassy sway and a smart mouth, eager to give the sheriff, and anyone else, a piece of her mind. When she locks horns with the devil himself, in the form of Mac Coalson, she quickly learns he has a temper to rival hers, even if he’s the living epitome of her sexual fantasies.

When the two unite to catch a potential murderer, it’s in everyone’s best interest to keep it, “business only”. But that’s hard to do when their combined attraction is volatile enough to burn down the town.

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Knocking again a little more forcefully, he pleaded. “Dixie baby, please open up. You didn’t see what you thought you saw. Please. Just let me explain.”

“I may be young, but I’m not stupid. And I am most certainly not blind,” she snapped at him from the other side of the door. The man was unbelievable.

“You are the most infuriating bit of baggage I have ever encountered. If I didn’t care for you so much, I’d leave right now and never look back.”

“You call that caring?! I call it a line of crap! The only thing you cared about begins with an “F” and ends with me losing my virginity!” Oh, God! Had she really just shouted that?

Pounding on the door with his fist, he shouted, “Dixie Harris, you open the door this minute, or I’ll break it down!”

“Then I’ll just have you arrested for breaking and entering. Sort of ironic, don’t you think?” she countered sweetly. She felt like crying the Mississippi River because he broke her heart, but she was not going to let that arrogant pain-in-the-ass know just how much she was hurting. She had her pride!

“Fine. Just fine. I should’ve known better than to get involved with a little girl, anyhow. Maybe, in a few years, when you grow up and if you have apologized nicely, I might just take you back! And bring a damn soapbox to stand on. My neck’s getting sore from looking down at you!” he snarled. After giving the closed-door another good pounding, he stomped out of the house, slamming the front door.

“Oooooh!” Dixie’s eyes narrowed to mere slits and her hands balled into fists as Mac’s last remark registered with the banging of the screen door. It was like pouring gasoline on a bonfire. She was out of her bedroom and on the front porch in seconds. Heedless of the people walking down the street, she advanced like a mad woman across the yard, screaming. “Apologize to you? When pigs fly, you Mississippi River rat.

About the Author:Hi! I’m Maggie Adams. I live near St. Louis, MO, with my high school sweetheart, Ned, and my wonderful kids, Katie (Kyle) and Ross (Valerie). My life is like a walking, talking sitcom from I Love Lucy, but I love it, although people do tend to keep their distance from me!

Writing has always been my dream, with reading my favorite hobby. When I’m not writing, I can be found singing, dancing, and cooking, often all at the same time. I try to include a little bit of my life in everything I write, so when you read my books, keep your eyes wide open – I’m in there somewhere! Happy reading!

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