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But those people didn’t have to come home to an apartment every night that echoed with her late husband’s absence

Thursday, December 19th, 2019


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 “Recently widowed Rae Cavanaugh just survived the worst birthday of her life. She and her two young children must now face a holiday season filled with so many reminders of what they’ve lost. But when a coworker who’s raising his young nephew moves next door, Rae discovers that the support of a good friend, and the gift of a child, can bring back some of the joy of the season. 
 


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Shouldn’t the raw, open wound left by Mike’s loss have closed by now, even a little? Some days it hurt so badly Rae found it hard to believe people couldn’t tell she was bleeding out emotionally right in front of them.
But no, she had to put on a brave face. Grief was such a private thing. It made people uncomfortable if she showed it openly, like if she’d shown up to an event wearing only her undies. Rae had learned to wear the face they wanted to see, that of a resilient young widow with two small children who was moving on. But those people didn’t have to come home to an apartment every night that echoed with her late husband’s absence.

 

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Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters…

Tuesday, December 17th, 2019


Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.

 

 


In this delightful traditional Regency romance, Miss Diana Dashwood accepts an invitation to Lady Prescott’s Christmas party at Camden House, in the countryside. But things do not go quite as she imagined. Through an unexpected event, she is forced to spend the night in a woodsman’s hut with one of the guests. What a scandal! Of course, Sir Gareth Blakely must propose, and he does. Unfortunately, Miss Diana Dashwood has already been engaged to and broken off her engagement from Sir Gareth Blakely after a bitter quarrel. Is it likely she will bow to social pressure and accept his proposal, one made only to save her reputation, and if they marry, does their union stand a chance of survival? And what about the pretty heiress, Miss Jemima Plymstock, whom everyone thinks is the lady Sir Gareth had his eye upon? Headstrong and proud, Miss Diana Dashwood is caught in a dreadful dilemma. A must-read for Regency fans!

 

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“Well, Miss Dashwood,” he murmured, “will you rise to the challenge? Will you kiss me under the mistletoe in front of everyone? Miss Dalton managed to catch Mr. Crane easily enough and we all know why.” 


He looked up; she followed his gaze and spied the cluster of dark green leaves with white berries. She had quite forgotten about the mistletoe. How infuriating and smug he was to insinuate she was so desperate to kiss him that a parlour game was her only means. How dare he compare her to that silly Drusilla Dalton? Well, she would show him and everyone else just how much he did not matter to her. She would not be humiliated by old gossip being raked up. Diana kissed the fingertips on her right hand and pressed them onto his lips. 


“There,” she said, twirling around in a flourish to face the others. “A Christmas kiss for Sir Gareth and that’s as much as he deserves from me.”
Her actions made everyone burst out laughing and clapping again.

 

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When they both return home, acquaintances, threaten to sever more than just their childhood friendship

Monday, December 16th, 2019

“Mindy loves all things history and romance, which makes reading and writing romance right up her alley. Since she was a little girl, playing in her closet “elevator,” she has always had stories running through her mind. But it wasn’t until she was well into adulthood, that she realized she could write those stories down. Now they occupy her dreams and most every quiet moment she has-she often washes her hair two or three times because she wasn’t paying attention when she did it the first time. Which usually means really clean hair and a fixed plot hole. When she isn’t living in her alternate realities, she is married to her real-life Mr. Darcy and trying to raise five proper boys. They live happily in the beautiful mountains of Utah. 

 

Peter Blythe, Earl of Rockwell fled England when he was thrown over in favor of his father. Now after nearly ten years, he has returned to England to assume his family title. When he asks a young woman to dance at a masquerade ball, he is intrigued by her wit and charm. The only problem is she refuses to give him her name.

When Lady Caroline unexpectedly meets the man she has always loved at a masquerade ball and he does not recognize her, she is determined to keep her name a secret. What starts out as a game soon becomes much more when she realizes she still loves him, all the while knowing if he knew her true identity, he would never feel the same for her.

When they both return home to their neighboring estates for the holidays, acquaintances from years past threaten to sever more than just their childhood friendship.

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Looking back on the incident, she could not account for what had provoked her to play such a game. It had seemed a harmless joke to keep her name from him, but now it only caused the hole she felt in her chest to enlarge.

 

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Angels, an old song, and a love letter. The perfect mix for a Christmas miracle

Friday, December 13th, 2019

 

 

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Reformed cat burglar Tony Russo is looking forward to spending this first Christmas together with the love of his life, Abigail. He’s hoping for jingle bells, goodwill towards all, and lots of kisses under the mistletoe. Then, he and Abigail find a Christmas angel tree topper in the church’s donation box with a secret of its own, and their lives suddenly become intertwined with others as they search for clues.

Their days before Christmas are taken up with solving a mystery, helping those in their community, and saving a wayward kitten. When a lonely, homeless man shows up in their lives, Tony and Abigail realize that things aren’t always as they seem, and that God may be using the stories of others to bring about the couple’s own Christmas miracle.

 

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Pamela Gossiaux is the international bestselling author of the Russo Romantic Mystery series, the romantic comedy Good Enough, and the inspirational books, Why Is There a Lemon in My Fruit Salad? How to Stay Sweet When Life Turns Sour, and A Kid at Heart. She is also a keynote speaker, freelance writer, and teaches writing workshops. She lives and writes in Michigan near a wonderful university town with her husband, two sons, and three cats. Visit her website at PamelaGossiaux.com.

If they gave out diplomas for what you learn at the mall, Charlotte could graduate with honors

Friday, December 13th, 2019

 

USA Today, bestselling author, Janette Rallison/ CJ Hill writes books because writing is much more fun than cleaning bathrooms. Her avoidance of housework has led her to writing thirty novels that have sold over 1,000,000 print copies and have been on many reading and state lists. Her books are fantasy, sci-fi, and romantic comedy because hey, there is enough angst in real life, but theres a drastic shortage of humor, romance and hot guys who fight dragons. She lives in Chandler, Arizona with her husband, kids, and enough cats to classify her as eccentric.
 
 
 

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If they gave out diplomas for what you learn at the mall, Charlotte could graduate with honors. Ever since she got a job as a perfume spritzer, she’s become an expert on all things shopping related?oh, and she’s getting really good at spying on her classmates who hang out there. What she hasn’t mastered is the art of convincing her best friend Brianna to dump her boyfriend Bryant. After Charlotte caught him flirting with a mysterious, blond-haired girl, she knows he’s up to no good. Worse still, now Brianna is taking his side. Charlotte must prove who is right, once and for all, and that means catching Bryant in the act. This is where her mall roaming skills will come in handy. Perfume anyone?

 


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Candy let out a sigh. “He’s cute, Char. I’m so happy for you.”
“It’s not like we’re a couple or anything,” I said quickly. “I just, you know, kind of like him, but he, um, doesn’t really know.”
“Well, we can work on letting him know at my party.”
No, no, no. This was not going at all the way I wanted it to. “Oh, I don’t want to do that,” I choked out. “I mean, I want to be low-key about the whole thing. You know, just hang out and see if anything interesting happens.” Interesting between Shelby and Bryant, that was.
“Do you need something nice to wear? I just bought some pashminas that are to die for.”
Pashminas? I was not about to admit I didn’t know what part of your body you put a pashmina on. “Thanks,” I said, “but I have plenty to wear.”
“Are you sure? You know, the right outfit could accentuate your assets while concealing your figure flaws.”
Figure flaws? I was afraid to ask what she was referring to. “I’m really okay as far as clothes go.” At least I was until two seconds ago, when I started worrying about my figure flaws.

 

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This is a laugh-out-loud tale of love and friendship, new norms and second chances, and the life-changing opportunity of just one day when God is at the helm of your life

Thursday, December 12th, 2019
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Molly has plans for the holiday. What could possibly go wrong? 

Aaron is used to achieving his goals. After all, he’s a successful CEO who has single-handedly rescued two companies from looming rack and ruin. But when it comes to Molly, he is stymied.

Molly is something else entirely. Success at anything important seems off the table. She can’t even seem to lose weight. As hard as she’s tried, her stubborn scale refuses to budge.

Now she’s heading home for the holidays with one goal in mind: to prove to her former fiancé that she has changed in all the ways he wanted her to. Unfortunately, her life never goes as planned. In just one day, her boss has sabotaged her last day of work, her ex-fiancé’s parents have moved into her old bedroom for the holidays, and CEO Aaron Werner is distracting her with a last-minute project.

But things aren’t always what they seem. Sometimes an old friend appears in the guise of a stranger and people close to you harbor sticky secrets.

This is a laugh-out-loud tale of love and friendship, new norms and second chances, and the life-changing opportunity of just one day when God is at the helm of your life.

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Laura Leigh is a missionary wife and mom of six. In her travels, she’s cuddled lion cubs in Africa, assisted in impromptu snake surgery in Cambodia, and boated down an underground river in the Philippines. She writes clean, wholesome Christian fiction. 

Surprised, Matt jerked the wheel of his car, swerved off the road and headed down an embankment

Monday, December 9th, 2019

Betsy Love has loved to write from the moment she could hold a pen and has been creating stories ever since she was in elementary school. Her high school creative writing teacher told her that one day she would be published.
 

 

When not sitting at her computer pouring her heart and soul into her novels, she loves going to her mountain property for inspiration and to escape the desert heat. She loves spending time with her family. At last count she has 20 grandchildren, has given up on gardening. If she had a horse, she might give up writing.

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Joie, an over-confident rookie elf, is on her first assignment. 
 
Its one week before Christmas, and she must find a mother for eight-year-old Emily. Not an easy task, since Emilys grieving father, Matt, is not ready for marriage. Hes still bitter about the accident that killed his wife and handicapped his daughter. 

When events turn Joie into a human, she loses her magic and must use her ingenuity to heal the broken family. How could falling love be the answer?
 
 
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Do you think perhaps your wife wants to tell you that youre doing a good job taking care of your daughter, by setting those babies in the middle of the road for you? It might just be a message from the other side.
Surprised, Matt jerked the wheel of his car, swerved off the road and headed down an embankment before he slammed on his breaks, bringing his vehicle to a stop. His heart pounded.
The bundle on the back seat landed with a thunk on the floor. Six little howlers set up a commotion.
Matt turned and searched the back seat. Who said that?
Suddenly, lights flashed behind him. A highway patrol car pulled off the road slightly up the embankment from him. The flashlight bounced in the rearview mirror as the officer descended the hill.
Rolling down the window, the cold night air prickled his bared arms in spite of the warmth inside the truck.
Is everything all right?The officer shined his light inside. The beam rested on the bottle of MARTINELLIs, the cap had come off, and the inside of the car reeked of apple cider.
ImIm fine.Matt stumbled over his words. His heart had sped up with the appearance of the patrolman.
Step out of your vehicle.The officer backed up to allow Matt to open his door.
Matt left the warmth and stepped into the frigid night. I havent been drinking. Thats a non-alcoholic beverage.Matt pointed back inside the truck where the bottle rested.
Id still like to run a sobriety test.His name badge read Goodman.

 

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A boy – A dance – A disappearing act – A lost shoe – A wicked Great Aunt…

Sunday, December 8th, 2019

 

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MY  HIGH  SCHOOL  CHRISTMAS  BOYFRIEND
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                                Kylie Key
A boy
A dance
A disappearing act
A lost shoe
A wicked Great Aunt
There I was, starring in my very own fairytale, dancing with a handsome stranger at the Christmas Winter Dance.
But then, in a Cinderella reversal, he was gone!
And I was left musing over the boy who had set my heart on fire.
Can I find him again, and will I get my happy ending with the boy from the Christmas Dance?
                                                                       
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Kylie is still very young at heart. She loves writing about first crushes, first kisses and first loves.

My kind of author.

She lives near the mountains (in New Zealand), and loves walking alongside the river, which is where she dreams up her stories.

How awesome, Kylie. I am officially jealous.

Other things she likes are her two cats, Toby and Steve, chocolate in any form and watching sunsets at the beach.

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Audrey has to figure out who really killed Gretchen’s step-father, a universally hated federal judge

Saturday, December 7th, 2019

 

Amber Gilchrist lives in New Mexico with her husband and six children. She writes YA , Romantic Comedies, and series mysteries. She calls her lifetime of jumping from one job to another ‘experience’ for her books and not an inability to settle down. Amber loves mysteries and a good, happy romance. She also loves to laugh. Sometimes she likes all of them together.
 
A fan of quirky movies and indie books, Amber likes to be with her family, is socially inept, and fears strangers and small yippy dogs. She alternates between writing and being a mom. She tries to do both at the same time but her kids don’t appreciate being served lunch and told, “This is the hot dog of your discontent.” So mostly she writes when everyone else is in bed.

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Audrey Scott might be a childrens librarian, but that isnt all she can do. When her best friend, Gretchen Holden, stands accused of a murder, Audrey cant handle doing nothing more than bailing Gretchen out of jail. She has to figure out who really killed Gretchens step-father, a universally hated federal judge.

 

 

With a not small list of potential people the judge has wronged, Audrey and her friends have a rough ride ahead of them trying to decide who had a motive, means, and opportunity to put the judge in an early grave. With the help of Derek Hennessy, erstwhile enemy turned very good friend, and her normal crew of cohorts, Audrey wont stop until the threat no longer looms.
 
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The door opened again, and I turned to see Kyle jog in.  “Hey, Aud, do you…”  He stopped.  The question.  All movement.  I wasnt sure he was even breathing.  He stared at Jane far longer than was polite.  And then longer than was normal.  Finally, he snapped his jaw shut.  “Hi.
She smiled at him immediately, revealing two adorable dimples.  She giggled, and it wasnt manufactured.  I could tell she was amused by Kyles behavior.  For the first time, some of the tension drained from her frame.  Anyone who spotted the goodness in unassuming Kyle so quickly was okay in my book.  Whatever was between her and Alex was none of my business.  “Hi.
He shook his head, finally snapping out of his fugue caused by, I was going to guess, her excessive level of hotness.  “Im Kyle.  You must be Jane?
She nodded, biting her bottom lip slightly, a hint of a smile still on her mouth.  “Lovely to meet you, Kyle.
There was nothing but sincerity in her words.  They shook hands just a hint longer than was appropriate, and Kyle flushed slightly.  When their hands parted, I saw Kyle flex his fingers.   

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She kept her eyes closed another heartbeat, unwilling to release the sensations shooting through her. Who had kissed her? And why?

Thursday, December 5th, 2019
Donna Hatch is the author of the best-selling Rogue Hearts Series,and a winner of writing awards such as The Golden Quill and the International Digital Award. 
 
A hopeless romantic and adventurer at heart, she discovered her writing passion at the tender age of 8 and has been listening to those voices ever since. 
 
She has become a sought-after workshop presenter, and also juggles freelance editing, multiple volunteer positions, and most of all, her six children (seven, counting her husband). 
 
A native of Arizona who recently transplanted to the Pacific Northwest, she and her husband of over twenty years are living proof that there really is a happily ever after. 

 

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A stolen Christmas kiss leaves them bewildered and breathless. 
 
A charming rogue-turned-vicar, Will wants to prove that he left his rakish days behind him, but an accidental kiss changes all his plans. His secret could bring them together…or divide them forever. 
 
Holly has two Christmas wishes this year; finally earn her mother’s approval by gaining the notice of a handsome earl, and learn the identity of the stranger who gave her a heart-shattering kiss…even if that stranger is the resident Christmas ghost.

 






 
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“There you are,” a low male voice murmured barely above a whisper.
With a squeak, she jumped.
A soft laugh came in reply and that same low voice said, “Forgive me for startling you.”
She tried to peer into the face of the dark figure nearby but looking at the brightness of the moonlight on the snow outside had all but blinded her. Which guest had come to the conservatory? She was supposed to remain here alone.
 A silhouetted male form neared. “You are so lovely.”
Was that Lord Bradbury? Did he truly think her lovely? He’d hardly exchanged two words with her since she and her parents arrived this morning. Who else might have come?
The figure sank into the next seat to her. Before Holly said a word, a warm, gentle, ungloved hand touched her cheek. She froze. A pair of lips pressed against hers. Soft, tender, invigorating, his kiss immobilized her. His lips moved across hers, testing, offering. He tasted faintly of citrus and cinnamon, exotic, and delicious. The heat of his lips lit an answering warmth inside. Oh heavens, she’d never imagined such a sensation! His lips continued to play with hers while a sweet ache formed. With both hands, he cradled her face, and deepened the kiss. An exquisitely delicious sensation carried her closer to an edge she never knew existed. An untouched place in her heart awoke and sang while the hot and cold tingles turned into a foreign longing. Every bone, muscle, and sinew in her body turned to liquid more decadent than the chocolate she liked to drink every morning.
She sighed. A soft male moan came in reply. The kiss ended but his soft lips planted tiny kisses along her cheek, her eyelids, her brow. Holly remained motionless, spellbound by the beauty and power of the kiss. His hands withdrew. She kept her eyes closed another heartbeat, unwilling to release the sensations shooting through her. Who had kissed her? And why?
Surely it was Lord Bradbury. Why else would he have encouraged her to come seeking a ghost? She opened her eyes.
She sat alone.

 

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He jilted her sister. She will never forgive him for it. Can her anger survive a snowing in and a Christmas truce

Wednesday, December 4th, 2019

 

Martha Keyes was born, raised, and educated in Utah–a home she loves dearly but also dearly loves to escape whenever she can by traveling the world. She received a BA in French Studies and a Master of Public Health, both from Brigham Young University.
Word crafting has always fascinated and motivated her, but it wasn’t until a few years ago that she considered writing her own stories. When she isn’t writing, she is honing her photography skills, looking for travel deals, and spending time with her family. She lives with her husband and twin boys in Vineyard, Utah.

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He jilted her sister. She will never forgive him for it. Can her anger survive a snowing in and a Christmas truce?
Emma Caldwell doesnt hate anyoneexcept for Hugh Warrilow, the man who jilted her older sister and left like a coward to join the army. Men are clearly not to be trusted, and Emma is determined not to give her heart to one. No, a marriage of convenience is the very thing to suit her.
Hugh Warrilow has been secretly in love with Emma Caldwell for years, so when the time comes to live up to both familiesexpectations and marry her sister, he cant find it in himself to do it. Disgraced and misunderstood, he joins to fight Napoleon on the Continent, hoping he will forget Emma and be forgotten by everyone he has disappointed.
An injury brings Hugh homejust in time for Christmas and the snowstorm that leaves him trapped under the same roof as Emma. How will he explain that his unforgivable act was motivated by how desperately he loved her? Her icy reception doesnt leave him the chance, nor does it offer much hope for the seasons expectation of peace on earth and goodwill to men. “.
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He paused in front of the portrait of his grandfather, clasping his hands behind him out of habit, just as he had always done in his grandfathers company. Even in the portrait, the man stood erect, grave, and precisejust as Hugh remembered him. A man is only as good as his word, he would always say. Better to lose ones life than to lose ones honor. 
Those words had reverberated in Hughs mind night and day during his convalescence. He had hoped to regain in battle the honor he had lost by abandoning the marriage his family had hoped for. But instead, he had found himself holding his dying friend in his armsa friend who had sacrificed his life to save Hugh; a friend without whom the ball in Hughs shoulder would have been a ball in his chest. Seymour had died to save a man with no honor; a man not worth saving. 
Footsteps sounded down the corridor, muffled by the long gallery rug, and Hugh looked over, his swallow catching in his throat as his gaze met the form of Emma. Hugh bowed. Excuse me, Miss Caldwell,he said, moving to walk around her and out of the gallery. His shoulder brushed hers as he rushed to pass her. 
Please stop,she said. 
Hugh froze, then turned slowly. He didn’t know if he had the energy to endure criticism from Emma at the moment. His grandfathers eyes had already condemned him enough. 
She was looking at him, her hands clasped in front of her chest, thumbs fiddling. Have you absented yourself from the drawing room for my sake?she said. 
It is no trouble,he said, inclining his head, forcing a smile, and then turning again to leave. 
It is quite unnecessary,she said, and he paused again. 
What did she want from him? To force him to face his reprehensible actions by requiring him to face her anger? 
She swallowed, and her chin came up slightly. Surely we can manage to lay down our weapons in a temporary truce for Christmas.” 
He smiled wryly. What weapons did she believe him to be wielding? Surely his position was one of defense rather than attack. 
I don’t wish,she continued, to sully the seasons memories for your family by causing a rift at a time of year where goodwill is meant to reign.” 
So,he said slowly, the corners of his lips turned down in a thoughtful frown, you wish to pretend to feelings you don’t have?
She gripped her lips together. If you insist on describing it in such a manner.” 
He stared down into her eyes, scanning them. What was he to make of this offer? Was it an olive branch, however reluctantly offered? Or would it result in even greater resentment on her behalf, as her anger toward him festered under the pretense of civility? How would you describe it?” 
Her mouth twisted to the side, and she tried to suppress a smile. 
Pretending to feelings you dont have?he suggested. 
She laughed, and his muscles relaxed at the sight of her smile, his heart skipping at the sound of her laugh. 
I suppose so,she said. 
He sighed. How would it feel to have Emma look at him with anything but spite? 

 

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Erin fell in love with a veterinarian, there is only two problems…his girlfriend and the dog

Tuesday, December 3rd, 2019

 

 

Didi Lawson exchanged her town car for a pick-up truck and learned to operate a tractor when she and her husband moved from Arizona to a farm in  Missouri where she now weaves her tales. Her love for writing started early in  life when  she entertained her friends with her stories, won prizes for he essays in high school and wrote road shows and poems for the youth group in her church. She enjoys the outdoors, her children and ten grandchildren, and keeps an active social calendar.

Erin O’Neal loves Christmas, except not this year because she’ll be all alone for the holidays. To make matters worse, she receives a dog as an early Christmas present, but cannot keep it. The man who delivers the dog is the snob who has embarrassed her in public a few days ago.

 

 

When the snob, a handsome veterinarian, injures his ankle and needs someone to drive him home to Prescott for the holidays, Erin is available. Getting to know him better, she falls in love with him. There are only two obstacles: his girlfriend and her own dog phobia. 
 
 
 

 

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May I have this dance, Erin?he asked.
She could only nod. Speech was impossible as a lump had formed in her throat. After a few steps, she asked, Should you be dancing with your injured foot?
Im wearing a brace,he said and then he grinned. Besides, I can lean on my dance partner.
The guests had formed a circle around the dance floor as more couples joined.
Erins hand felt cold at first but warmed quickly in his firm grasp. With his right arm around her waist, he pulled her close, resting his chin on top of her head.
Relax,he mumbled, youre doing great.
Relax, he says. How can I relax feeling the way I do and knowing its all for nothing?
Did you say something?
No. Nothing.
He drew her in even closer, so close that she could feel his heartbeat through the fabric of her dress. She tried to lean back to keep some distance but finally gave up and rested her head on his shoulder.
Thats better,he said with a smile in his voice, tightening his hold around her waist.

 

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Will help arrive in time, or will the bad guys find her first?

Friday, November 1st, 2019
My
Neighbor’s Keeper
Charlie
Henson Book 1
by
Louy Castonguay
Genre:
Cozy Mystery 
 
“My
Neighbor’s Keeper,” the first in a series, is centered on
retired paramedic Mrs. Charlotte Henson, aka Charlie or Mrs. H. She’s
sixty years old and a widow. Her husband, a former police officer,
was run down by a drunk driver three years before. Charlie befriends
shy six-year-old Bert, from next door. One evening, Bert comes to her
door, dirty, tattered and crying. His mother won’t wake up and his
two younger sisters, he says, are hungry. Charlie runs to the rescue,
and ends up embroiled in a murder. Bert’s mother is crumpled at the
foot of the cellar stairs. When Charlie realizes she’s under
surveillance, she sneaks out the back door and down to the river,
where her canoe is kept. She gets out on the river, at night, in a
rainstorm, goes upriver and travels to a cabin hidden in the woods in
order to buy time to solve the crime. Along her journey, she makes
friends, and also gets help from her husband’s niece, Louise.

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Child’s
Keeper
Charlie
Henson Book 2 
 
This
Maine mystery tale, “Child’s Keeper,” is the second book
in the Charlie Henson series. Charlotte, aka Charlie, a retired
paramedic, embroils herself in international intrigue when she
attempts to help a friend. She discovers that Shirley, the
great-granddaughter of her friend Susie, has gone missing, along with
her two young daughters. She soon learns Shirley has fled to Canada
and travels there to find out what is going on. The oldest daughter,
Shawna, is soon in the hands of Canadian authorities, caught in a
sinister plot to find Shirley. Charlie locates the daughter, steals a
snowmobile, and crosses back into Maine. The situation becomes very
complicated when she herself is kidnapped by the very criminals
interested in finding Shirley. When she finds herself back in Canada,
on the snowmobile trail again, she is able to effect an escape for
herself and Shawna. Will help arrive in time, or will the bad guys
find her first? In this journey, she gets help from unexpected places
and from old friend Ronny Curtis.
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am a double graduate from UMF. My first degree in 1989 was in
Community Nutrition, with a minor in chemistry, the better to plot
murders. My second degree, in 1994, was for the newly developed BFA
in Creative Writing but had to be fluent in a foreign language. I’m
Franco American, so aced that.

 

I
have worked at various jobs throughout Central Maine, including shoe
shops, egg plants, wool mills, office jobs, finally spending time as
a volunteer driver for Community Concepts. Life experiences along the
way have given much material for my books.

 

I
am currently hard at work on the series, doing promotional activities
and hope to have a web site up soon. I’m also running a blog, Keeper
Series, to keep my reader’s abreast of my progress. I hope to have
the next volume out by April.

 

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It’s treasure hunting while connecting with history. But what if those treasures hunt us back?

Thursday, October 31st, 2019
 

 

Jace lives in Arizona with my family,
wife and five kids and a little dog. He writes fiction, thrillers and soft
sci-fi with a little short horror on the side. He holds an MBA and work sin
finance for a biotechnology firm.
Jace volunteers with the Boy Scouts, plays and writes music, and enjoys
everything outdoors. He’s also a novice photographer.

 

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Spend an afternoon antiquing and it’s
not hard to figure out why picking has become one of America’s fondest
pastimes. It’s treasure hunting while connecting with history. But what if
those treasures hunt us back?

 

From old books, to vinyl records, antique mirrors, vintage figurines, or a
Bob’s Big Boy piggy bank, curses have no limits.Featuring stories from D.J. Butler, Joy Auburn, Martin L. Shoemaker, Jessica
Guernsey, John D. Payne, Jen Bair, Karen Pellett, Steve Ruskin, Tanya Hales,
Lauren Lang, Frank Morin, Mike Jack Stoumbous, Kelly Lynn Colby, Jace Killan,
Jo Schneider, Gama Ray Martinez, Martin Greening, Chris Abela, A.J. Mayall,
Heidi A. Wilde, Shannon Fox, Lauryn Christopher, and Mark Leslie Lefebvre.

 

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Scholarship Fund for writers
Snippet:
Betty
fought back the rage. After all she’d gone through. After all she’d suffered
and waited. This wasn’t hell. This was heaven. They were together. That’s what
heaven meant, right? To be with those you love? Forever?

 

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While hunting for hashtags, Lauren finds adventure and romance with her #Hottie, but she must stay focused to beat the clock and win the cash

Thursday, October 24th, 2019
Kristina Seek’s debut novel, The
Hashtag Hunt, was published in 2018. She is a graduate of Queens College in
Charlotte and a member of Romance Writers of America. In March of 2019, she
quit her day job to focus on a career in writing.
Kristina lives in North Carolina with
her husband and son. She cherishes time with her friends and family, loves
traveling to new destinations, and plans to cross many other items off her
bucket list.
 
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The only reason Lauren entered the
Hashtag Hunt was for the $10,000 grand prize. She needed seed money for her
startup, and it sounded easy enough: twelve hours to text twelve photos to
someone called the Wizard. 
 
For hashtag number five, Lauren needs a
#HottieInTheWild, and with the help of her best friend, Ivy, she finds the
perfect subject. 
 
The only reason Brenner entered Barkley’s Pub was to have
beers with Scott, an Army brother back in town. The reunion is interrupted when
a woman is caught crouched in a dark corner, taking pictures of Brenner. 
 
Lauren
explains, and though embarrassed, she accepts Scott and Brenner’s offer to help
with hashtag number six.While hunting for hashtags, Lauren finds adventure and
romance with her #Hottie, but she must stay focused to beat the clock and win
the cash.

 

Snippet:
“I’m sorry. Are you saying ‘hottie?’ ‘In the
wild?’” Scott didn’t hide his confusion. “That’s not a thing, is it?”
“Oh yeah,” Ivy said. “It’s a thing. My Facebook
friends post pictures of hot guys out in public all the time. Subways,
airports, Disney World, construction sites, tattoo parlors, in line for coffee,
carpool…” she trailed off with a shrug. “Wherever.”
“Are you serious?” Scott looked at Brenner and
said, “I’m not sure men could get away with a ‘Honey in the Wild’ Facebook
group.”
“Please, Scott. We ladies are making up for lost
time,” said Ivy. “A handful of hotties on Facebook doesn’t compare to the tons
of T & A on the Internet.”
All who heard Ivy’s voice nodded, and Margot
shouted, “Preach!”
“Okay. Let me see if I understand what you’re
saying,” Jess said as she sat up straighter in her chair. “Women take and post
pictures of hot men they see out and about in town.”
“All. Day,” confirmed Ivy.
Jess left her chair and went behind the bar. She
bent down and then reappeared, plopping her oversized purse on the bar top. She
fished her phone out of the bag. “Show me the way.”
“Get on Facebook.” Ivy walked over to Jess. “I got
you.”
Lauren looked at Brenner. Pointing to Ivy and Jess
at the bar, she said, “I did not take your picture for that Facebook group. I
needed it for this contest, I swear.”
Brenner said, “I’m flattered you found me
attractive enough for your photo.”
“I knew it!” Ivy shouted from the bar. She looked
up from Jess’s phone. “I told her any normal guy would love knowing he was a
hottie in the wild.”
“Well,” said Jess, looking at her phone, “Facebook
just got a hell of a lot better.” Lauren watched her move her thumb across the
screen. “And these guys have no idea these pictures are being taken?”
“Plenty of women get caught,” Ivy said with a
pointed look toward Lauren. “Most play it off by pretending they’re texting
someone or taking a selfie. A friend of mine once acted like she was looking
for a coupon when she was busted in line at Dick’s Sporting Goods.”
Jess looked up from her phone and said, “And some
women run away and hide in the ladies’ room.”
“Take it easy on her,” Brenner said to Jess. He
turned his attention to Lauren and said, “It’s worth it if the picture helped
you win the contest.” When Lauren didn’t respond, he asked, “Did you win?”
“The contest doesn’t end until tomorrow. I have to
take twelve pictures, and yours was number five,” Lauren responded. “If your
picture is accepted, I’ll get a text with instructions for number six.”
“And if it’s not accepted?” Brenner asked.
“Then I’m out of the contest. First contestant to
have twelve pictures approved before the deadline wins.”
“Wins what?” the crowd asked.
“Ten thousand dollars,” said Lauren.

 

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What seems to be the problem? And why are we meeting here at this orphanage?

Wednesday, October 23rd, 2019

 

Julia Ridgmont
grew up in the American West, but that doesn’t necessarily mean she knows how
to ride a horse. What it does mean, however, is that she loves to weave the
country’s rich history into riveting tales full of romance and intrigue.

When she’s not writing, Julia enjoys cooking, sewing costumes for her children,
spending time with her husband, and watching her children perform in sports or
plays—or, if she’s really bored or stuck on a plot twist, cleaning the house.
She also writes contemporary inspirational romance under her real name, Laura
L. Walker.

Follow Julia as she unveils heroes whose strength and courage are only
surpassed by their tenderness, and heroines who hide their lonely hearts with a
cover of steel. It will take overcoming insurmountable odds and an iron will
for them to find a love that lasts forever. Luckily, they have Julia to help
them along.
To guard his heart or protect two little girls . . . Is he willing to risk it all?
 
1871Pinkerton detective Chas Bryant’s last job for the agency is supposed to be
easy—deliver a cache of stolen items back to Mount Vernon after recovering them
from profiteers. Soon, however, Chas discovers that nothing in this case is
simple. When he’s called upon to search for a little girl gone missing after
her parents are murdered, there’s only one woman who can help him . . . but
he’ll need to make her his wife in order to complete the investigation.

Jessica Flanders is only trying to rescue her younger sister from a fate
bleaker than death. How can the powers that be possibly think that separating
them from each other is a good idea? Jessica made a dying promise to her
parents. Now she needs Chas’s help to get her sister back, but when they dig
deeper into the matter, they discover another little girl with an even greater
need for being rescued.

Soon it becomes clear that someone else is searching for the missing girl, too.
Can they keep her safe until the case is solved and the murderers are caught?
If so, Chas and Jessica will need to forge a bond that is stronger than the
evil forces surrounding them, and in the process, a love that will never be
lost.

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the phrase “married to your work” a whole new meaning!

Snippet:
“I’ve made a promise to serve and
protect the people of this land, and that is what I intend to do. You are old
enough to fend for yourself. This little girl isn’t. And wanting to keep her
under your delicate wing, without a husband to aid you, is not only pure
foolishness but selfish to boot.”
Jessica reared back as if she’d been
slapped. How could wanting to take care of her sister be considered selfish?
She stood to her full height of five-foot-six and told the deputy, “I resent
that remark. I demand that you hand my sister over right this minute!”
“And I demand that you remove yourself
from the premises. You have until the count of three before I arrest you.”
“Jessica!” Amy whimpered, her huge
eyes nearly taking up all the space in the upper half of her face.
Jessica’s heart pounded. What should
she do?
“One . . .”
Whatever it was, she needed to do it
quickly.
“Two . . .”
Please,
Lord, show me a way to keep Amy.
“Thr—”
“There you are, darling!”
A new voice, one that Jessica didn’t
recognize, came from her left. The deep baritone cut off the deputy’s threat.
Jessica turned toward that voice to find a man whose dark hair was cut short on
the sides, and whose slight beard and temples were touched with gray, approach
from her side. “I’m sorry I was so late getting off work. I saw your note,
saying that you had come here, and followed as fast as I could.”
Jessica’s jaw went slack. As the man
placed one large hand on her shoulder and leaned in for a kiss on her cheek,
she fought the urge to slap him for taking such liberties. The stranger smiled
even wider at her discomfiture and resumed his playacting. “What seems to be
the problem? And why are we meeting here at this orphanage?”
“Um . . .”
The man had eyes that were bluer than the
Potomac. Oh, my.

 

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Hadrian could lose his title, his position, and if he’s not careful, his life

Thursday, October 10th, 2019

 

 

Rachel Rossano lives with her husband and three children in the northeastern part of the United States. Homeschooled through high school, she began writing her early teens. She didn’t become serious about pursuing a career as an author until after she had graduated from college and happily married. Then the children came.
 

 

Now she spends her days being a wife, mother, teacher, and household manager. Her evenings and free moments are devoted to her other loves, writing and book cover design. Drawing on a lifelong fascination with reading and history, she spends hours creating historical feeling fantasy worlds and populating them with characters who live and breathe on the page. 

 

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New roles. New rules. No margin for
error.
 
 
Zezilia Ilar joins the sept son’s
entourage as a defender. Her growing Talent ability makes her a target for the
Elitists, and her gender makes people question her competence. She must protect
the sept son. Any mistake could be fatal.
 
 
Hadrian Aleron always knew his beliefs
would cause trouble, but he didn’t realize how much. Rebels are rising. He
could lose his title, his position, and if he’s not careful, his life. As the
assassination attempts grow bolder, Hadrian must rely upon his young defender
and their shared faith in the Almighty to keep him from faltering.
 
 
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Zezilia
Accusing
eyes and a wave of hatred and confusion followed us out the doors of the dining
hall. I wanted to put up a stronger shield around Hadrian, but no amount of
energy was going to block out the spite behind us. It helped that Hadrian was
leading us down the corridor at a pace that kept me trotting to keep up. The
farther we were away from that crowd, the better.
Where
may I have an hour in private?
” Hadrian sent. I was so distracted by the
emotion behind us that for a moment I thought he was asking me. Then my brother
replied.
Taking
a sharp left, Hadrian flung open the next set of double doors and swept into
one of the side rooms off the main corridor. With quick orders from Renato, two
defenders took up stations on either side of the doors while the remaining four
followed us into the room and closed the doors behind us.
“Guard
the windows from the outside,” Renato ordered. I heard them obey, but I didn’t
see them because my attention was taken up with watching Hadrian.
He
had crossed directly to the far wall of the room and sagged against it. His
wide shoulders sloped and his head fell forward as though it was too heavy for
him to lift. This alone would have concerned me, but the storm of pain, fear,
anger, and frustration that warred within him was what tore a cry of help to
the Almighty from my heart.
Almighty,
help him. Give me wisdom. What can I do to ease his pain? Please, God, give him
peace.
“Hadrian?”
Renato’s panicked query brought Hadrian eyes to him. “You didn’t eat any of the
fruit, right? Do you need a healer?” My brother stepped forward into the sept
son’s personal space. “What is wrong?”
Hadrian
raised a hand wearily and pushed him back. “I am fine, Renato. Now go fetch
Korneli. I have time for him now.”
“Answer
my question first.”
Hadrian
merely shook his head. “No, I didn’t eat. I am not going to die, Renato. At
least, not at this moment. Now go.”
Nodding,
Renato turned to me. “Come. Korneli is…”
“No,
she stays here.” Both of us turned to regard the sept son. Hadrian had not
moved.
“But,
Master, you said I was to never leave you and her alone.”
“Send
in Plantonio when you leave. He will act as witness. Now go get Korneli before
I throw you out.”
“Yes,
Master.” Executing a sharp salute, he walked toward the door, sending me a
warning look as he passed.
Hadrian
did not move as Plantonio appeared, saluted, and then took station near the
door. I watched Hadrian carefully, monitoring the emotions that kept flaring
from him. Without the life of his dark eyes, his face appeared years older than
I knew him to be. Feathered lines radiated from his closed eyes and deep
crevices bracketed his mouth. The dark circles under his eyes spoke of hours of
lost sleep. A flare of anger distracted me from his face for a moment as I
stepped back from the intensity. His eyes flew open and immediately focused on
my face.
“How
did you know?” he asked. Slowly lifting his head and straightening, he crossed
to the nearest chair and sank into it.
“Pardon?”
“How
did you know it was poisoned?”
“He
intended to kill you.”
“But
how did you know? Did you read his thoughts?”
Fear
flooded through me. The servant hadn’t been a Talent. To read his thoughts
would be worthy of grave punishment. “No, he was projecting the emotions of a
man afraid of getting caught. When I saw him exchange the dishes, I knew why.”
He
closed his eyes and laid his head against the chair back. Pain washed over me
as his forehead tightened.
“Headache?”
I asked before thinking.
He
smiled bitterly. “The cost of stress and tension.”
“Where
does it hurt?”
He
sighed wearily. “Are you sure you want details?” He opened one dark brown eye
and squinted at me.
“Is
there anything I can do to help?”
Hadrian
closed his eye. “Yes. Come and sit in the chair across from me, so I don’t have
to keep looking up at you.”
I
quickly moved to obey, carefully stepping over his sprawled legs to reach the
chair. “Does this often happen, Sept Son?”
“What?”
He lifted a hand to massage his forehead. “The headaches?”
“No,
the attempts on your life.”
“More
often than I would like. I haven’t had this close a brush in a while.”
“Who
wants you dead?”
He
looked at me from beneath the shade of his hand. “The better question is who
doesn’t want me dead, Zez. The mesitas, half the kings, and most of the
worshipers of the goddess wish me out of the picture permanently.”
I
didn’t know what to say. I knew without a doubt that my father was one of the
group that wished Hadrian ill. What words does one offer a man who has recently
faced death?
“I
don’t hold it against you, Zez. Your father’s position has not affected my
trust in you or Renato. In fact, Renato’s closeness to me has limited some of
the attacks because Ilar doesn’t want to harm his son.” He paused for a few
moments. “I am sorry to bring you into the midst of this. This isn’t the place
for you.”
I
shook my head. He was wrong. “This is where I am supposed to be. If I hadn’t
been here, the Almighty wouldn’t have used me to prevent your death.” I
shuddered slightly at the thought. “I am the most qualified in many ways, and
you are going to teach me so that I can grow even more skilled. He has a
purpose for me here.”
He
laughed softly. “I can’t argue with that. His purpose is the only thing that
keeps me here. Though, I fear at times, Zez, that I am not going to survive
this. Each time I face my mortality, I wonder what the Almighty has in store.
All it would take is one moment when He decides not to show me grace and stop
the assassin’s hand. One time and all I have worked for would be gone.”
“He
has promised that what He has purposed will come to pass.” I quoted one of my
favorite passages of the Revelation to him. “I shall pray that He will continue
to spare you.”
Lowering
his hand, Hadrian looked at me and smiled slowly. “Thank you, Zez. Your prayers
will guard my soul while your Talent will guard my body. I will do the same for
you and, Almighty willing, we shall survive. If not, at least we shall be at
peace.” Then he quoted another favorite passage of mine. It spoke of the
instantaneous transformation at death when a believer steps from his own body
into the presence of the Almighty.

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Rick made some mistakes as a boy, and as a young man, his worst was hurting Grace Evans

Friday, September 6th, 2019
Grace has given up on romance, on almost everything, since Rick Fleming betrayed her faith in him five years ago. Given her constant struggle with bad luck (her friend Murphy), being insanely accident prone, and having been the target of endless ridicule growing up, she has no reason to trust anyone.
Rick made some mistakes as a boy, and as a young man, his worst was hurting Grace Evans. His heart still belongs to her, even if she doesn’t know it. Unfortunately, in the last confrontation between them, she demanded he never speak to her again.
Now, Grace’s best friend (and Rick’s sister) Hannah has invited her to a ten-day summer work-vacation to babysit Hannah’s teen cousins. A palatial cabin, a patio boat on the lake, and all the comforts of the rich and famous at their fingertips? A vacation made in heaven.
At least until they arrive and Grace finds Rick there. And neither can leave. Rick’s car is in pieces in the garage, and Grace forgot her driver’s license at home.
How will Grace survive it? Can she find a way to forgive? Can Rick learn to take
responsibility for his past mistakes? And even if they succeed, what will they do when Rick’s most recent wantabe girlfriend shows up on their doorstep, determined to make Rick hers?
 

 

 

Susan was born and raised a Southern California girl but is grateful to have lived on the Oregon coast and in the Rocky Mountains of northern Utah. She’s now enjoying living with her husband in the incomparable beauty of the Redwood forest, nestled against the rugged coast of Northern California.
Susan raised a tribe of children, making ends meet as a registered nurse and lactation consultant, and now her tribe members have tribes of their own and she doesn’t get to see enough of them. She loves to travel and is thrilled with a good movie or a great book, but writing is her passion. She writes almost anything, especially epic fantasy and romance.

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Rick dropped onto his bed, staring at the ceiling and wishing he was anywhere but here. He looked at his hands, hands now those of a twenty-five-year-old man. They were stained in a few places with car grease, thick from working out, and scarred across both palms from the accident. The accident. His badge of shame.

He wondered how differently life would have gone five long years ago if he’d taken Sean’s dare to kiss Grace. Would she have hated him more for doing it than not doing it? Would she have accused him of using her for a thrill instead of showing her how he truly felt? He feared both as much as he feared showing his feelings to Sean. Still, was there something—anything—he could have done that would have changed that awful night?

Grace’s clumsiness annoyed Scott and gave Sean another reason to tease her, which upset Rick. Everybody had clumsy moments. Even clumsy days. After all, he smacked himself in the face with a wrench this afternoon and had to chase it across the garage floor before he snagged it. He was the klutz, not Grace.

He sighed, wondering if what Hannah often told him was right. Sometimes angels came along and, in the strangest ways, guided God’s children in the right direction. Coming here had been a last-minute decision, the thought jumping into his head out of the middle of nowhere. But maybe this week might turn out to be a gift from Heaven. If he could get past Grace Evans’ defenses, he might be able to earn her forgiveness, even if he wasn’t able to find a way into her heart.

 

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The closer she gets to an answer, the faster Alec can destroy everything she has grown to love

Thursday, August 15th, 2019
Legend
Undone
by
Angie Day
Genre:
New Adult Urban Fantasy 
 
Readers
are calling it “creative” and “engaging!”
Mara
wasn’t just a Legend who survived on human energy, she used to be a
dangerous Shadow who wielded more power than she wanted. When she
discovered that Alec, the leader of the Shadows and her childhood
love, held a dark secret about her past to keep her prisoner until he
could use her against the humans, she ran.
As
the first Legend to escape the Shadows alive, Mara must keep moving,
hiding among the humans that every Legend learned to hate, while she
searches to understand her past. Under the alias Kate, she meets
Kylan and his way of life challenges everything she used to know. As
she falls for Kylan, she finds clues about what happened before she
became a Shadow.
But
the closer she gets to an answer, the faster Alec can destroy
everything she has grown to love.

 

 

 

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psychology and eventually went on to a master’s degree. She noticed
the need for romantic and fantastic adult stories that were still
wholesome and clean. So, she took matters into her own hands. LEGEND
UNDONE is her debut novel. When she’s not devouring the next book,
she is spending time outdoors with her husband.

 

 
 

 

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Daughter, I have heard you this day. You are not forgotten.

Thursday, August 1st, 2019
Can they survive the refiner’s fire?
 
It is 85 B.C. in the Ancient Americas,
and against all odds, Amulek and Tabitha’s arranged marriage has turned into
one based on love. Their little family is thriving and life seems to be better
than they could have ever hoped for.
Despite her blessed and luxurious
lifestyle, Tabitha feels as if something is missing. A part of her yearns for
something she cannot see, something to fill the hole inside of her heart.
However, no matter where she turns, she cannot find the cure, until she becomes
intrigued by a man preaching of God in the town square.
Amulek’s status as a respected and
wealthy man in the city of Ammonihah seems to grow by the day. His farm is
flourishing and his family is healthy and happy. Everything he ever wanted is
in his hands. But when the Lord he has ignored for years, tells Amulek he is
not only to house a chosen prophet of God, but travel with him to preach
repentance to the people, Amulek’s idyllic life is thrown into turmoil.
No matter his previous status among his
peers, Amulek’s change of heart brings his entire family into danger. Before
they are ready, their new found faith is thrown directly into the refiner’s
fire. It seems as if they will lose everything if they stand firm in their
beliefs and follow the plan God has for them. Is what they will gain worth the
cost?
“The Faith of a Wife” is a Christian
Historical Fiction Romance. Each book is a stand alone story and can be read in
any order.

 

 

 

 

L.A. Pattillo is the mother of 5 busy children and wife to 1 fantastic
husband by day and avid reader and writer by night. She loves her father in
heaven and is active in her church. She graduated from BYU with a degree in
Creative Writing and now resides with her family in the Pacific Northwest.
 

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  1. What is your favorite color?

 

Blue and grey. I love the ocean and those colors remind me of it.

 

  1. Favorite holiday?

 

The one where I get a nap! 😉

 

  1. Most embarrassing moment?

 

Oh geez, let me see if I can keep this short. I worked in the kitchens of the MTC in provo during my years at BYU. One time we threw away a TON of cream of wheat into a single garbage can. When I went to take it outside, I couldn’t lift the garbage into the compactor. Well, being the strong independent woman I was, I refused to go in and ask for help. So I leaned the lip of the garbage against the compactor and then hefted it up from the bottom wheels. When I got it up, I shook it hard to release the bag of garbage. The problem? The wheels weren’t attached! So the whole garbage can slid into the compactor. As I stood there in shock, another worker, a boy, came out. Much to my embarrassment, we ended up climbing into the compactor together, slipping and sliding in all that nasty gunk (don’t even ask how it smelled!) to retrieve the can. Just as we climbed out a delivery truck arrived, allowing even more people to see my humiliation. *forehead slap* I’ll never forget that day. It’s burned into my memory with a laser!

 

  1. Dream vacation?

 

Ooh. I love the ocean and heat. So anywhere tropical. Hawaii has been a favorite so far, but I’m open to anywhere warm and sandy with a great pina colada!

 

  1. Something unique about you?

 

Hmm… I’m not a terribly interesting person, but I can say that I was an opera major at college! I studied Vocal Performance in opera/classical music for 3 years before I got married and had to leave BYU. I ended up finishing my degree online with a Creative Writing degree, which is how I ended up as an author. But I still sing on the side.

 

  1. What one food will you NOT eat?

 

Oysters or snails. *cue shiver* can’t do it. Nope, nope, nope.

 

  1. All-time favorite book?

 

Okay, that’s hard. I have favorite books in completely separate genres that I adore! But I will say that I have one book I read over and over again. It’s called “A Kiss with Scandal” and it’s by Janelle Daniels. I LOVE books full of romance and kissing, with some action on the side. And this book delivers that.

 

 

  1. Writing snack of choice?

 

I actually don’t snack while I write. But it’s not uncommon for me to treat myself to something sweet and chocolate when I’m done!

 

  1. Top hobby you do when not writing?

 

Back to the singing. I perform some and I dabble in arranging and writing, so that’s definitely where I head when I’m not on the computer.

 

  1. Favorite Animal?

 

Baby animals. Anything cute and fluffy and little. 🙂

 

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