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His head says no. His heart won’t let go

Saturday, February 23rd, 2019
Imagine
the Kiss
Crystal
Creek Book 7
by
Laura Haley-McNeil
Genre:
Clean Romantic Suspense
 
Two
people open themselves to the truth and open themselves to each
other.

 

 

Her
marriage in ruins, violinist Teagan Whitloch Munroe escapes into her
music and the solace she finds at the Crystal Creek Ranch. Practicing
in the woods helps her piece together her life, but she isn’t
alone. When she hears someone hiking nearby, she demands he reveal
himself, but the only revelation she gets is a soothing voice that
heals the pain in her heart.

 

 

Maimed
by a crushing accident, the once famous architect Phineas St. Cyr
protects the world from his disfigurement by sequestering himself in
the woods on the Crystal Creek Ranch. When he hears the intoxicating
strains from Teagan’s violin, he can’t resist the beauty that
quiets his aching soul, and he yearns to know the woman who creates
such beauty.

 

 

Teagan
finds sanctuary in her friendship with this connoisseur of music, but
soon realizes Phin’s hiding more than his hideous scars. As they
become entangled with each other, Teagan is stunned to learn they
share more than a love of music. They are caught in a web of deceit
by someone threatening to reveal Phin’s secrets. His exposed past
endangers Teagan, and he can no longer walk away. This time he must
face the enemy determined to defeat him. He’ll fight to the finish
to protect the woman he can never love. No price is too high to keep
buried the secret that will mark Teagan for destruction.

 

 

This
is a clean romance.

 

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Defending
Her Heart
Crystal
Creek Book 6
 
His
head says no. His heart won’t let go.

 

 

JT
Whitloch can’t close his eyes without seeing the body of the woman
who drowned in his swimming pool two years ago. Though he doesn’t
remember that night, he blames himself for her death and walks away
from a life that gave him everything he ever wanted…almost
everything. His move to Crystal Creek gives him the solitude he longs
for, but still he can’t find peace.

 

 

Then
Gretchen Moore moves to town, and she doesn’t just stir up his
desire. She stirs up his past, a past with a secret so deadly it
could destroy her.

 

 

Gretchen
wants nothing to do with JT. Because of him, someone wants her dead.
The terror from his past forces them into an alliance that soon
ignites their passion. Fighting these feelings leads them to the
secret of the woman floating in JT’s swimming pool, but the
knowledge doesn’t ease JT’s inner turmoil. Instead, it reveals an
answer that could destroy him and Gretchen. His own destruction he
could accept, but he’ll defend Gretchen to his death.

 

 

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Risking
Her Heart
Crystal
Creek Book 5
 
A
novel of suspense, revenge and a love so deep that it can only be
released through forgiveness.
Hollywood
producer Trent Parker has one goal – to own the film option for the
breakout novel Sunset in Maui. His problem? Actress turned producer
Charisse Whitloch. She’ll do anything to produce the film. Trent
can stop her, but not without getting close to her, a bond he can’t
risk.

 

Charisse has found the film project that will prove
she’s her own woman – not her father’s daughter. One person
stands in her way – Trent Parker. She’s faced opposition before,
but she isn’t prepared for Trent. Her charisma has softened
Hollywood’s hardest hearts, but is she a match for Trent’s heart
of stone?
Trent’s defenses against Charisse crumble – loving
her will heal the darkness in his soul and open the door to a secret
he buried long ago. When Charisse is threatened, she and Trent face
her adversaries. They piece together a plot more sinister than any
Hollywood movie, but the key to their survival lies in Trent’s past
– the key that will lead to Trent’s destruction.

 

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Steeling
Her Heart
Crystal
Creek Book 4
 
She
agrees to enter a loveless marriage, but the man who stole her heart
will do anything to stop her.
 

 

The
holidays are over, and aristocrat Anna Whitloch must leave Crystal
Creek and return to Eastern Europe. She made a promise, a promise
that will save her mother’s estate. Someone else has other ideas.
Ideas that will get Anna out of the way permanently.

 

 

Anna
can take care of herself, so why was Deputy Rocco Ventali assigned to
protect her? She can’t depend on him, as he proved that night ten
years ago when they had planned to meet. He never showed.

 

The
last thing Rocco needs is to be assigned to protect Anna, but it soon
becomes clear no one else is qualified. So how does he protect the
woman he never stopped loving from the secret that could endanger
her?

 

And how does he remain this close to her, and not love her,
when the love in his heart refuses to be reined in?

 

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A
Ring Around Her Heart
Crystal
Creek Book 3
 
Giselle
Whitloch has no time for love. As a college grad, she’s on track to
land her dream Wall Street job. Her great grandmother’s ring gives
her strength to pursue her goal. When she doesn’t get the job, she
flees to the Crystal Creek Ranch to regain her courage to step back
into her job hunting mode.

 

 

Niccolo
di Saluzzo has been searching for the ring that will save his
family–the ring that disappeared from his family’s possessions one
hundred years ago. He will pursue the ring even if he has to follow
the one woman he can never love to an isolated ranch in Crystal
Creek, Colorado. Even if pursuing this woman costs him his
life.

 

 

Niccolo
and Giselle battle over ownership of the ring in a fight that takes
them from New York City to Crystal Creek, Colorado, to the Balearic
Island of Mallorca, to the pinnacle of love both must deny. But the
final battle is waged when they meet the man who plans to destroy
them both–all for the possession of a ring with a powerful secret.

 

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Crystal
Creek Christmas
Crystal
Creek Book 2
 
Celebrate
Christmas with the Whitlochs.

 

When
a blinding snowstorm shuts down the Crystal Creek Ranch’s cattle
operation, the Whitlochs have one mission – save the cattle. ER doc
Jake Whitloch joins in the rescue, but the form he finds in a
snowdrift is no cow. It’s a woman, a woman who consumes his
thoughts despite that two carat diamond sitting on her ring
finger.

 

Noelle
Beaupré thanks the rugged doctor for rescuing her from freezing to
death and the Whitlochs for taking her into their home, but now it’s
time for her to leave the ranch. She longs to stay with the man who’s
determined to protect her, but she doesn’t dare. Her deadly secret
is in hot pursuit. Any delay and she’ll endanger the family who
opened their home to her.

 

Noelle
leaving Crystal Creek Ranch? Jake can’t let her go, but how can he
convince her he’ll do anything to keep her safe?

 

This
book includes your favorite Crystal Creek characters from Book One of
the Crystal Creek Series and several new characters, including Max
Whitloch’s children from his previous marriages who come to the
ranch for Victoria and Garrett’s wedding. All Max’s children will
have their own books as they pursue their quests for love.

 

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Guarding
Her Heart
Crystal
Creek Book 1
 
Threatened
by a stalker, she turns to the only man who can help her – the man
who walked out of her life ten years ago.
Artist
Victoria Whitloch escapes the clutches of a stalker only to stumble
into the arms of the man she never wants to see again, bad boy
prosecutor Garrett Reynolds. To protect Victoria, Garrett whisks her
away to an isolated lodge. Major problem for Victoria—how does she
help Garrett capture the stalker while guarding her heart against the
man who broke it once before? Garrett thought his heart had healed
when Victoria left him ten years ago. Garrett’s bigger
problem—capture the stalker determined to imprison Victoria.
Keeping Victoria safe is no easy task for Garrett, but getting her to
trust him is an entirely different challenge. He puts his life on the
line to guard the woman who is more deserving of love than any woman
he’s known. But love takes a back seat to the Whitloch-Reynolds
feud. At the center is the Crystal Creek Ranch. The Whitlochs own the
ranch. The Reynolds are the rightful heirs.

 

This is a clean,
romantic suspense novel.

 

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Laura
Haley-McNeil received degrees in Spanish and German from Metropolitan
State University of Denver. She taught Spanish and then worked in the
Western History Department of the Denver Public Library translating
the correspondence of Bishop Joseph Machebeuf.

 

 

After
moving to San Diego, she worked as the accountant for a Christian
television station, then transferred to Hardin, Montana, and
performed technical production for the television station there.

 

 

She
returned to Denver and supervised accounting departments for a title
company and a stock brokerage firm. During this time, she renovated
homes, bought and managed several residential properties and obtained
a real estate license. She has also worked as the property manager
overseeing five business office complexes,, high-rise office
buildings and producing newsletter and marketing material.

 

 

She
is an accomplished ballet dancer having studied and performed in that
area for more than twenty years and has studied piano for over forty
years. Musical studies also include violin and organ. She has been on
the board of directors of two Colorado orchestras and is a past
member of the American Liszt Society.

 

 

Several
of her short stories have been published in national magazines, and
she has written book reviews for Book Lover’s Magazine. She is the
author of the Crystal Creek Series and the Beaumont Series.

 

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Presley is still determined to save his life, even as Landon’s death-date looms

Monday, October 22nd, 2018

 

Catina worked her way through college as a TV reporter and a dating game show host. She’s a sucker for Young Adult romance stories (both real and make-believe). She has a panache for match-making and loves that many of her “set-ups” have resulted in marriages. 
 
After spending most of her adult life in Las Vegas, Catina traded in tumbleweeds for earthquakes and now lives with her husband and four children near San Diego, California. If she’s not home, chances are you can find her at the beach, Disneyland or In-N-Out Burger. 

Angela Larkin writes clean teen romance and is a big fan of kissing (in life and in books). She’s been a gold miner, a pool cleaner, a mannequin dresser, and a teacher. She’s lived a true romance: meeting her husband in a case of mistaken identity. They recently moved with their four children from the sparkling city of Las Vegas to the shade of the North Carolina Pines. Chances are, she’s reading past bedtime.
 
True love doesn’t always mean a happy ending. Presley and Landon finally have a chance at a real relationship when they travel back in time, but their leap backward to two months before his accident has altered reality: Landon has no memory of Presley. 
 
Hurt and lonely, Presley is still determined to save his life, even as Landon’s death-date looms. He’s alive for now, but nothing is like it was . . . Before.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Snippet:
“Why don’t we just start from the
beginning, bud,” my mom says. “But before we do, I just want to say that your
dad and I are worried that the pressure is getting to you. You’ve just come off
the X Games. The Olympics are around the corner. Nobody would blame you if you
need a break. You’re more important to us than any of this.”
          My dad cuts in, “Son, we want you to
be happy, so if you want out, we can pull the plug today.”
          A lump swells in my throat. I know
how much my career has meant to my dad. He got me my first set of skis when I
was two. All of the months and years we’ve spent on the slopes. All the places
we’ve traveled. Sacrifices he’s made to make my dreams happen. And now, just
like that, he’s willing to let it all go because he’s worried about me.

 

          Could it be the pressure? Could the
stress be causing me to imagine things that aren’t real or forget things that
are? That doesn’t feel right.
 

 

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He’s alive for now, but nothing is like it was . . . Before

Monday, October 22nd, 2018

 

Catina worked her way through college as a TV reporter and a dating game show host. She’s a sucker for Young Adult romance stories (both real and make-believe). She has a panache for match-making and loves that many of her “set-ups” have resulted in marriages. 
 
After spending most of her adult life in Las Vegas, Catina traded in tumbleweeds for earthquakes and now lives with her husband and four children near San Diego, California. If she’s not home, chances are you can find her at the beach, Disneyland or In-N-Out Burger. 

Angela Larkin writes clean teen romance and is a big fan of kissing (in life and in books). She’s been a gold miner, a pool cleaner, a mannequin dresser, and a teacher. She’s lived a true romance: meeting her husband in a case of mistaken identity. They recently moved with their four children from the sparkling city of Las Vegas to the shade of the North Carolina Pines. Chances are, she’s reading past bedtime.
 
True love doesn’t always mean a happy ending. Presley and Landon finally have a chance at a real relationship when they travel back in time, but their leap backward to two months before his accident has altered reality: Landon has no memory of Presley. 
 
Hurt and lonely, Presley is still determined to save his life, even as Landon’s death-date looms. He’s alive for now, but nothing is like it was . . . Before.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Snippet:
“Why don’t we just start from the
beginning, bud,” my mom says. “But before we do, I just want to say that your
dad and I are worried that the pressure is getting to you. You’ve just come off
the X Games. The Olympics are around the corner. Nobody would blame you if you
need a break. You’re more important to us than any of this.”
          My dad cuts in, “Son, we want you to
be happy, so if you want out, we can pull the plug today.”
          A lump swells in my throat. I know
how much my career has meant to my dad. He got me my first set of skis when I
was two. All of the months and years we’ve spent on the slopes. All the places
we’ve traveled. Sacrifices he’s made to make my dreams happen. And now, just
like that, he’s willing to let it all go because he’s worried about me.

 

          Could it be the pressure? Could the
stress be causing me to imagine things that aren’t real or forget things that
are? That doesn’t feel right.
 

 

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Presley Hale has no idea the guy she just told off, died in a drowning accident four months ago

Friday, July 20th, 2018

 

Catina worked her way through college as a TV reporter and a dating game show host. She’s a sucker for Young Adult romance stories (both real and make-believe). She has a panache for match-making and loves that many of her “set-ups” have resulted in marriages. 
 
After spending most of her adult life in Las Vegas, Catina traded in tumbleweeds for earthquakes and now lives with her husband and four children near San Diego, California. If she’s not home, chances are you can find her at the beach, Disneyland or In-N-Out Burger. 

Angela Larkin writes clean teen romance and is a big fan of kissing (in life and in books). She’s been a gold miner, a pool cleaner, a mannequin dresser, and a teacher. She’s lived a true romance: meeting her husband in a case of mistaken identity. They recently moved with their four children from the sparkling city of Las Vegas to the shade of the North Carolina Pines. Chances are, she’s reading past bedtime.
 
“Dangerous. Wrong.
She could be so close to finding out who I really am, and I don’t want to think about how badly that could damage her. If I have any conscience, I’ll turn and run. But I can’t let her go.”
Presley Hale has no idea the guy she just told off in the school parking lot died in a drowning accident four months ago. Why would she? It’s not like she knows she can see the dead. Stunned by Presley’s sixth sense, Landon Blackwood rethinks his planned departure and begins tracking her to find answers to their mysterious connection.

When their complicated relationship turns dangerous, they learn that tampering with the boundaries of death comes with consequences. Can Landon save Presley from the insidious spirits who have marked her for death, or was their love doomed from the beginning?

 
 
 
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Snippet:
“Seriously? Eggs?” I’d meant that to remain a private rant. Oops.
Several nearby classmates watched me appraise my Jeep, which I could see even from across the parking lot, dripped with yellow slime. This was just the latest slap in the face of my first week at Truckee High.
My first day of school, someone was kind enough to smear a roast beef hoagie on my windshield. It took five bucks in quarters at the do-it-yourself car wash to clean off the mayo haze.
Day three. After P.E., my clothes disappeared from the girls’ locker room forcing me to finish out the day in my uniform. These small-town punks made it hard to fly under the radar. I just wanted to get my senior year done and get out of this place.
Most people would be furious at these anonymous jerks. But I was madder at my mom for moving Chase and me two weeks before my senior year started.
“It’s a great opportunity, Pres,” she’d said. For who? I could live with the change, but this was going to be hard on Chase.
It wasn’t that Truckee, California didn’t have its perks. At the very least it was different from Vegas. Towering Ponderosa pines covered the mountains and enveloped every structure in town. Like they gave permission for each building to exist, but they loomed, threatening to reclaim the real estate. I’d smiled at the first of many baby pine trees I’d noticed growing like weeds in the cracks of the sidewalks.
Truckee was pretty quiet with school back in session but I could tell by the rows of ski rental shops and paddle board stores that winter and summer would be a different story. Lake Tahoe, with its freakishly clear blue water, was a pleasant surprise, as I’d spent the last two years in the Mojave Desert where the only nearby lake was a carp-filled stink hole. Cool town. Not-so-cool people.
Taking a deep breath and pulling my shoulders back, I walked to my Jeep. The tell-tale sting of tears betrayed me as eggshells crunched under my shoes. Trying to appear casual and composed, I pulled a hair band from my wrist and gathered my uncooperative curls into a top knot. I turned my back on a group of eager spectators, and hefted my bag onto an egg-free patch of hood to dig for my keys. My phone vibrated. I ignored it.
Of course my keys were lost in the black abyss of my backpack.  I felt unwelcomed eyes on me as I searched. Finally, with keys in hand I opened the door and hurled my bag onto the passenger seat. 
Then, I caught sight of a face I hadn’t seen before. 
A good eight to ten cars away, he stood at the edge of the parking lot in the shade of the pines, arms folded across his chest, and studied me like some nightclub bouncer who was handed a fake I.D. (If bouncers looked like raven-haired H&M models.) The boy was shameless. He stared, unabashedly, and the longer he looked at me, the more flattered I felt.
That is, until I realized what he was probably looking for a reaction to my messed up Jeep. Wasn’t that what the girls behind me were smugly discussing? Wasn’t that why those freshman boys avoided eye contact when I walked by?
My cheeks flamed and I surprised myself by yelling across the lot at him, “What? What are you looking at?”
He flinched and unfolded his arms. His eyes locked onto mine and I matched him.
“Yeah, you!” I jabbed my chin in the air. Bring it dude.
His eyes narrowed, and then he started toward me. An older man I hadn’t noticed before quickly grabbed his shoulder and tried to pull him back. The boy became upset and jerked free. They argued. The man put both palms up in a gesture of pleading. The boy turned and glared at me once more, then charged toward me in strong, quick strides.
My gut seized at his fierce gaze and swift approach. A split decision of fight or flight. Flight. Definitely flight.
His gait quickened. I nearly dropped the keys uttering a couple of son-of-a’s, before I got the key into the ignition. The engine growled.
I slammed the lock down with my palm and hazarded a look. With only a pane of glass dividing us, his gaze bored through me. But behind his intense stare I thought I detected more. Confusion? Distress?
Surprisingly, an arrow of sympathy pierced me. My hand gripped the shifter – frozen, unable it seemed to pull it into reverse.
His eyes held me, almost . . . imploring?
I wavered, but finally tore my eyes from his and accidentally hit the gas before pulling the shifter into gear. The tires squealed as I ripped out of my parking spot. A slouched boy yanked his friend’s shirt back as I narrowly missed them. As I burned through the rows of parked cars, a few bystanders shouted something to the effect of, “Watch it, psycho!”
I looked for my pursuer in the rear-view mirror, and saw his figure, distorted by the dribbles of dried egg on my back window. He stood there, the only still figure in a swarm of activity, and watched me drive away.

 

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