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Monday, 29 February 2016

REVIEW: Ghosts Don't Lie, by Katie O'Sullivan #MondayBlogs

Jillian Rogers Greene worked hard to close the doors on the psychic abilities that defined her youth. For years she pretended to be normal, ignoring the ghosts who whisper to her. When a car crash sets her on a collision course with the past, ugly secrets about her family and marriage come to light. She's forced to reevaluate what she thought she knew...and exactly what the future holds. 

Connor Sanderson might be the key to unlocking that future. The grey-eyed artist knows ghosts aren’t real, but his attraction to the beautiful psychic makes him question those beliefs. With her husband plotting to kill her, can Jillian make Connor see the truth before it’s too late?

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My Thoughts:

Ghosts Don’t lie is a beautifully rendered story of self-empowerment. Jillian faces many obstacles in her path of personal growth, some bitter, some bittersweet, and some delectable. The author takes the reader on a journey that has our hearts twisting in one scene, pulsing with fear in another, and aching in the next. This story truly offers a range of emotions that readers are sure to enjoy. I highly recommend this book for lovers of contemporary romance entwined with supernatural aspects. 5 stars.


~I received a copy of this story in exchange for an honest review~

Excerpt:
     When she was a child, Jillian conversed with spirits easily, an ability her mother took full advantage of in her holistic healing practice. Her grandmother acted as Jillian’s guide, coming to her when she needed help or answers. That all seemed so far in the past and yet the knowledge came flooding back. “Grandma,” Jillian repeated, “I know you’re here. Can you show yourself to me? I need you.”
     A silvery shadow manifested beside the couch, gaining strength. “I’m here, Jill dear. I’ve been here all along.”
     The outline of a woman’s form appeared, then her grandmother’s shimmering features slowly came into focus. Her expression was one of both patience and infinite sadness, the weight of it almost physical. “What is troubling you, my dear?”
     “My life, Grandma. My life is a mess.” Jillian bowed her head, staring into her glass and not at the ghost. “I don’t know who I am any more. Or who I want to be.”
     The scent of lavender grew stronger. “It seems we had this conversation years ago, when you decided to stop using your gift. I’ve kept up my end of that bargain for as long as I could.”
     "I wanted to see what it would be like to be normal. I thought you were on my side, especially when Mom didn’t understand.”
     The energy around her grandmother’s form blazed brighter for a moment, then softened. “All I want for you is happiness.”
     Jillian’s frustration spilled out. “Then why are you here now? Why can I see you again after all these years? Why did I see Auntie’s accident in my dreams? What changed?”
     “Everything. Your mother took it upon herself to shift the balance of our family. The time has come for you to assume the mantle of your gifts and embrace them.”
     “So I need to do this for my mother?” Jillian shook her head and took a gulp of wine. “I don’t think so. I’m tired of her using me. I put aside my connection to the spirit world thirteen years ago.”
     “Ah, but they’re not gone. They come back to you here and there, when you’re in need.”
     Jillian bowed her head, unwilling to admit the truth. She worked hard to keep those interactions between herself and the spirit world minimal, and secret. She forgot that you can’t keep a secret from a ghost. “Maybe so. But what do you mean about Mom?”



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About the Author:
Katie O’Sullivan lives on Cape Cod, drinking way too much coffee and inventing new excuses not to dust. Living next to the Atlantic influences everything she writes, from her YA series about mermaids to her contemporary romances for The Wild Rose Press. A recovering English major, she earned her degree at Colgate University and now writes romance and adventure for young adults, and something steamier for the young at heart.


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Monday, 22 February 2016

Shift Work Release Date! #urbanfantasy #amwriting #releaseday #TWRP

So, I'm a little excited...

Just a little.

Know why?

IT'S RELEASE DAY!!

That's right, SHIFT WORK (A Carus Novel, Book 4) is LIVE on all online retailers. I'm ecstatic, to say the least. Even though release days tend to be a ~tad~ anticlimactic, I still walk around like I'm floating on a happy-pill drugged cloud.

Here's the info, in case you're into this award-winning series:


Murder, mystery and mayhem…they say everything happens in threes


Book Specs:
Title: Shift Work
Series Name: Carus Series, Book Four
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press          
Editor: Lara Parker
Cover Artist: Debbie Taylor of DCA Graphics
Theme(s): Shapeshifters, Vampires, Witches, Demons 
SubGenre(s): Urban Fantasy/Paranormal
Rating: Spicy (PG13)
Page Count: 326
Word Count: 75065
Digital Price: $4.99
Print Price: $16.99
Digital ISBN: 978-1-5092-0589-9
Print ISBN: 978-1-5092-0590-5
COPYRIGHT © 2016 by J. C. McKenzie

Blurb:

Badass Shifter Andy McNeilly is running on empty. The death of a prominent supernatural being has her reeling. The invention of a new street drug has the police knocking on her door for assistance. And a friend needs her unique skills to help investigate a messy murder.

In the interest of paying the bills, paying it forward, and keeping the Supernatural Regulatory Division off her back, Andy once again slips through the dark streets of Vancouver’s seedy underworld. In the process, she uncovers secrets that threaten to derail her love life and her investigation. Can Andy capture a murderer, solve a mystery, and forgive her lover’s past? Or will the grime of the criminal world swallow her whole?

Excerpt:

Instead of sinking into nothingness, I walked through a moonlit path in the middle of a forest, clothed in some long translucent nightgown probably dating back to the 1800s. Fog blanketed the ground and parted majestically as I walked. Warning bells chimed in my head instead of birds. The forest had no scent. No pine aroma laden with summer flowers. No crunching of branches or snapping of twigs as animals roamed through the dense, moss coated floor. No rustling leaves in the wind. My bare feet padded along the rough rock and grass path without a sound, and without any pinched nerves.
An artificial forest.
Only one person...thing...would muck around with my mind like this.
I rounded a large evergreen and the path opened up into a large clearing. A man stood in the middle. Naked skin glowed in the moon light.
Sid.
"If this is how you seduce a girl, it's not working."
His lips twitched and thankfully only that.
I closed the distance between us and came to a stop three feet away. No need to get too close.
"Relax Carus, I have no wish to make you mine."
"Good."
"No more, than you already are..." Sid winked.
I clenched the cotton material in my fists and squeezed. Attacking Sid in this realm, one under his control, would not be a good idea, and wouldn't get me the answers I sought. Smashing my fist into his kidneys would feel pretty good though.



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About the Author:
Born and raised on the Haida Gwaii, off the West Coast of Canada, J.C. McKenzie grew up in a pristine wilderness that inspired her to dream. She writes Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance.







Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Demon Kissed, by Karilyn Bentley #UrbanFantasy

I'd like to congratulate my friend and fellow TWRP author, Karilyn Bentley on her new release, DEMON KISSED.
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Blurb:
Gin Crawford, the world’s latest demon huntress, has no time to mourn her dead lover as she’s called in to determine why a demon attack occurred at the local medical school. And not just any demon, but the one demon that gives her demon-killing bracelet the shivers. A dead professor, a lab full of missing anthrax, and a demon who turns good people into minions complicate her life. Can Gin and her mentor Aidan Smythe solve the mystery of the missing anthrax and the identity of the demon before someone else dies?
Excerpt:
The scent of sulfur hangs in the air like a demonic stink bomb. I want to slap a hand over my nose, but no one else seems affected by the stench. Must be a demon huntress thing.
Justitian,” Smythe mutters. “Not demon huntress.”
“If you don’t like my new title, then stay out of my mind.”
He glares. I swallow. Cross my arms. Refuse to take a step back. I’m learning not to be intimidated by his anger. Go me.
My justitia vibrates, throwing me out of my internal battle, pulling me back to the land of death and minions. The blob of colors pulsates, a glowing reminder of a moment of terror. The moment the demon appeared to the grad student.
Granted, I’m still taking Demons 101, but I thought demons formed minions in private. Usually after the human committed a crime, not before. A tryout, so to speak. And maybe that happened, but it sure seems to me like the black blob of demon force appeared to the grad student smack in the middle of the hallway.
Or maybe that always happens, and I just now noticed it.
The justitia’s vibration grows stronger, trembling my arm, my veins. Not its normal excited tremor upon seeing a minion or demon. A rush of images spikes through my mind, scenes of terror coupled with blood and death, memories of the justitia’s former wearers captured in time by the entity in the bracelet.
I’m not the only one freaked out by the colored blob. How bad was this demon to scare ajustitia?
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More on Karilyn:
Karilyn Bentley’s love of reading stories and preference of sitting in front of a computer at home instead of in a cube, drove her to pen her own works, blending fantasy and romance mixed with a touch of funny.
Her paranormal romance novella, Werewolves in London, placed in the Got Wolf contest and started her writing career as an author of sexy heroes and lush fantasy worlds.
Karilyn lives in North Texas with her own hunky hero, a crazy dog nicknamed The Kraken, and a handful of colorful saltwater fish.
KarilynBentley

Monday, 15 February 2016

Shift Work Release Giveaway #rafflecopter #giveaway #ShiftWork

In one week, the fourth installment of the Carus Series will release. I enjoyed writing Shift Work and can't wait to hear what readers think of it.

To celebrate Shift Work's upcoming release, I'm providing a giveaway! Please enter below and I'll announce winners on Feb 22nd, when Shift Work releases!

Saturday, 13 February 2016

Hot Stuff, by Cj Fosdick

How does a klutzy slogan writer from a quiet Wisconsin Village who’s pushing thirty expect to meet the man of her dreams?  Living with a long-tailed cat, a grandmother who bakes giant Snickerdoodles, and an autistic brother who “collects” neighborhood lawn ornaments, Katie has her hands full…until she opens the door to a “hot” rookie cop investigating a not-so-petty theft. Is it a major crime or an arrest of the heart?

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TITLE:  HOT STUFF
SERIES:  A CANDY HEART’S ROMANCE
ISBN 978-1-5092-0598-1
PUBLISHER:   THE WILD ROSE PRESS
THEME:  SMALL TOWN GIRL MEETS CHARMING COP, SOLVES A CRIME, SAVES HER FAMILY, LOOSES HER HEART in a HUMOROUS & ROMANTIC  TRYST of WIT.
IMPRINT:   CHAMPAGNE
LENGTH:  ROSETTE
RATING:  SWEET ROMANCE
KEY WORDS:  ROOKIE COP, PETTY THEFT, DUTCH BOY, GARDEN STATUE, ASPERGERS, SNICKERDOODLES, CANDY  HEARTS
PAGE COUNT:  40
DIGITAL PRICE:  1.99
RELEASE DATE: 2016-02-10

“You do clean up well.” He grinned. “No trace of swamp anywhere.”


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Hot Stuff takes on double meaning when klutzy Kate is faced with rookie cop Dallas looking for a stolen lawn statue. In her quiet, crime-free Wisconsin village, Kate has her hands full writing slogans for candy hearts and keeping her kleptomaniac brother with Asperger’s Syndrome inside the law. Even her grandmother’s famous Snickerdoodle cookies can’t ameliorate the crime when a stolen lawn statue turns out to be a drug dispenser. Will Kate rise above her concern of what Dallas’s uniform represents and admit the charming Texas rookie is the man of her dreams?
  
A hundred dollar bill was tucked into a pink construction paper heart labeled, I’m Yours, in uneven block letters cut from a newspaper.

EXCERPT:  “Over the years, we’ve learned some lawn décor Evan brought home belonged to that category you call a 10-99…er…some might call it this.” He finally smiled when I pulled a handful of candy hearts from my pocket and singled out the one that read Hot Stuff.
   “Billington knows about all this?”
   “Certainly. Our neighbors are aware of this, too. When something goes missing, they usually show up here first to see if it’s planted in his garden. If they can identify it, we simply have a custody exchange, then mollify my brother with a trip to a local garden shop for some kind of a replacement.” I popped a candy heart into my mouth and offered him one after flicking a strand of cat fur off the KissMe heart.
   He screwed up his face, clearing his throat. “Valentine candy in July?”
   “I won a six-month supply after writing new imprints for the company. The candy has a long shelf life,” I added.
   He declined my offer.
   “Bite Me.”
   “Ma’am?”
   “That was one of my slogans. The candy boss wanted something modern. You Know was another one. Kids today can’t get through a sentence without sprinkling it with ‘you know’.
   He studied me with a lopsided grin. “Why didn’t Billington tell me all this?”
   “I don’t think he knows I write slogans and ads.”
   He pulled on his ear. “I mean about your brother stealing yard ornaments.”
   “Oh well, I suspect Evan’s fancy may be an inside joke at the precinct.”

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AUTHOR BIO:  Born and raised in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, CJ Fosdick has freelanced for over 30 years, writing stories and articles for local and national  publications. She has stories published in three anthologies, including Minnesota’s Blossoms &  Blizzards. Her debut novel, The Accidental Wife published in 2015, evolved from an award-winning short story. She pursues her novel dreams on a wooded country hilltop in Rochester, MN, with husband, family, and a menagerie of wild and domestic animals. Follow her on…

Friday, 12 February 2016

I'm Sure, by Beverly Breton

Pond designer Megan is not sure she can trust a man again, and Jason, a firefighter, is the poster boy for unpredictable. 

Is St. Valentine powerful enough to bring these two together?   

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Title: I’m Sure
Series: A Candy Hearts Romance
Author: Beverly Breton
Release: February 10, 2016
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Editor: Leanne Morgena
Cover Artist: RJ Morris
Theme(s): Small Town, Humorous/Romantic Comedy
SubGenre(s): Contemporary
Imprint: Sweetheart
Length: Rosette
Rating: Super Sweet (G)
Keywords: sweet romance, Valentine's Day, sweet contemporary, small town, clean romance
Word Count: 11200
Pages: 48
Price: $1.99
ISBN: ISBN(s):978-1-5092-0591-2 Digital
Heat Level: Super Sweet
COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Beverly Breton-Carroll  




During the day, Megan surrounds herself with water lilies and goldfish in the ponds she creates. At night, memories of her lying ex-boyfriend are a reminder she can never again trust a man.
Jason embraces his career as paramedic firefighter, even though ugly experience declares his profession a greedy mistress. During quiet nights at the station, he wonders if this bachelor existence is all he’ll ever know.
Then Jason meets Megan and sparks fly, chased by flashes of anger when Jason, battling a raging apartment fire, stands up Megan on their first date. Is St. Valentine powerful enough to bring these two strong-willed people together?


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Excerpt
Jason reaches over the table and takes my hand in his.
Much as I try scrubbing at the dirt, my nails are almost never 100% clean, and I’ve got a long scratch across my knuckles. And anyhow, in the middle of a
work day, that’s part of who I am.
He turns my hand palm up and runs his finger across the calluses.
My heart skitters a beat at the feel of his hands cradling mine. His touch exudes caring. Imagining him tending a person in distress is easy.
Need I say it? I like the feel of him touching me. The world is charmingly in order right here, right now. But what is he doing? “Is something wrong with my hand?”
“Every time I see you, you’re in the water. And you’re the odd duck. I was just seeing”—he turns his head to examine my palm, his carved cheeks in
profile—“if there’s a web between your fingers…”
Bemusement laces his tone. “Like a Labrador retriever?” I retort, stifling the urge to flex my fingers; I don’t want him to let my hand go.
He laughs and releases my hand. “My favorite animal. But a dog? No. That’s not what you bring to mind.”
His grin is so open, so easy, I decide to divulge something I’ve never told anyone. “I did wish for scales when I was younger. I thought it would be cool to be a mermaid.” He takes me in for a beat, his gaze deep.
“I can see that.”

His voice is low and velvety. I draw in a ragged breath.


Author BioBeverly Breton is an eternal fan of the happy ending, and a sucker for any book that grabs the reader through characterization and emotion. A career non-fiction writer and editor, Beverly has written articles and personal essays for newspapers and magazines across the country, and has taught college writing at the undergraduate and graduate level. She now writes romantic short stories, and has garnered such awards as Night Owl Reviews Top Pick and You Gotta Read Reviews highest rating You Gotta ReadFive Stars. She is also a professional floral designer, and her garden nursery experience and love of plants is fondly woven into her latest short story I’m Sure featuring a pond garden designer and the emergency responder who falls for this fiery-haired near-mermaid when he discovers her up to her thighs in water one February morning.    

www.beverlybreton.com


Thursday, 11 February 2016

Ooh La La, by Doreen Alsen

Male Exotic Dancer + Buttoned Up Accountant = True Love! 

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Product Number: 10391

Title: Ooh La La
Series Name: A Candy Hearts Romance
Theme(s): Humorous/Romantic Comedy
Sub-Genre(s): Holiday, Contemporary, Women’s Fiction
Imprint: Champagne Rose
Length: Rosette
Rating: Spicy (PG13)
Keywords: contemporary romantic comedy, steamy romance, teachers, cowboy, stripper
Page Count: 73
Word Count: 16,255
Digital Price: 1.99 
Release Date: 2016-02-08 
ISBN(s): 978-1-5092-0600-1 Digital 








Aspiring choreographer and dance teacher, Simon West is walking along the hall in the college where he teaches when he gets knocked over by klutzy, two left feet, accounting professor Veronica Cooke. Simon wants to get to know the beautiful woman who ran him down, but how will she react when she finds out his alter-ego is a super sexy cowboy at an upscale exotic dancing male revue and that he makes ends meet by taking off his clothes?

Excerpt:
            Her eyes were a dreamy shade of blue, the greenish blue of a calm sea. Her nose was small and straight in the middle of an oval face. Pretty. Very pretty.
            “Yes,” she said. “I came to apologize for running you over. Unfortunately I’m Queen of the Klutzes.”
            “Okay.” He held out a hand for her to shake.
            “Simon West. How did you know where to find me?”
            She smiled and nodded at the Barrett University Dance T-shirt he wore. “I went to the Dance Department office and asked. I’m Veronica Cooke. I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
            “You didn’t. Hurt me, that is.” Since when did he babble? Since now, he guessed. He had a hard time thinking around her. He wanted to reach out and touch her cheek to see if her skin was as soft and smooth as it looked.
            “Well, good. You’re a wonderful dancer. I wish I had that talent.” She glanced at her watch. “I’ve got to get to my office hours. It was nice to meet you.” She turned to leave.
            He didn’t want her to. He found he very much wanted her to stay. Here. With him. “Um, do you have time to get coffee later?” He wasn’t dancing at Hardbody that night.
            “I might. When?”
            “Around four?”
            “Four sounds great. Where?”
            “Sammy’s?”
            “Okay. I’ll see you then.” She gave him one last smile and left.
            He indulged himself and watched her trundle down the hall. “I think I need to get to know you better, Veronica Cooke.”

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About the Author: 
Doreen has wanted to be a writer her whole life but took a detour into being an opera singer and choral conductor. She realized that maybe she should spend more time writing when creating the back stories was more fun than actually singing them. Plus her romance lovin’ heart couldn’t take all the dead bodies littering the stage at the end of the performance. She is still an active conductor and is regularly found waving her arms around in front of singers.

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Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Character Interview: Meghan Muldoon from For Keeps, by Veronica Lynch

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CHARACTER INTERVIEW TIME!

Please meet Meghan Muldoon 
from Veronica Lynch's For Keeps, A Candy Hearts Romance

(JC) Thank you for joining us Meg. Where are you from? 

(Meg) I was born in Limerick, Ireland but emigrated to the US as an infant. My parents were inn keepers who settled in a region known as the Irish Alps in the Catskill Mountains of upstate New York. Many Irish immigrants settled in the area over the years, hence the nickname.  

(JC) Tell us a bit about For Keeps. 

(Meg)It is about my struggle to balance my vocation as a victim advocate with my personal relationship. Working with victims of violence fulfills me professionally and spiritually but Keenan Rossi does something for me at the personal level that I never thought I'd find.

(JC) What did you think the first time you saw Keenan? 

(Meg) He couldn't keep his eyes off my legs and I was intrigued by the fact that he spilled  his coffee down the front of his shirt when he saw me.

(JC) What was your second thought? 

(Meg) Prior to coming to the Crime Victims Service, I spent ten plus years with the US Air Force in the Special Investigations Unit. It was a pleasant change to have a man consider me as a woman first and not a threat to his position.

(JC) Did you feel it was love at first sight? 

(Meg) Oh, no. No no no. Intrigue and interest, definitely, but not love.

(JC) What do you like most about Keenan? 

(Meg) He makes me laugh. And all his protective instincts rise to the surface when he senses men get . . . pushy with me. My Kee hasn't quite accepted that I'm not threatened by men who prefer wield their power in an abusive manner. 

(JC) How would you describe him? 

(Meg) A great huge teddy bear who likes to cook and grow his own vegetables. Not hobbies most people associate with police officers.

(JC) What made you choose victim advocacy as a career? 

(Meg) When I was in college my room-mate was raped by the captain of the lacrosse team. It was a well known Division 1 school with reputation for producing NCAA championship teams. She reported to the campus police who invented all manner of reasons not to believe her story; the university backed them up. My room-mate left school and later committed suicide. I decided then and there to do something with my life to help women.  

(JC) What is your biggest fear? 

(Meg) That I make things worse for my clients by listening to my ego and ignoring what they want. I know that doesn't make a lot of sense but I'm ashamed to say it happens too often in this field and clients are often put in greater jeopardy because the advocate failed in their responsibility to them. 

(JC) How do you relax? 

(Meg) I've developed an interest in interior decorating and want to turn Keenan's home into the sanctuary he deserves. 

(JC) Who is your favorite author and why? 

(Meg) I have several faves. John Sandford's [the Lucas Davenport “Prey” series] diverse characters make me laugh out loud. In the I also like John R. Maxim's Bannerman series; Robert B. Parker's small town chief of police, Jesse Stone; and Robert Ludlum's Jason Bourne. All have unique gifts and use those gifts in interesting ways. One thing they all do is hold my interest to the very last page.   

(JC) What is the best piece of advice you ever received?  

(Meg) My mother once told me, “It's not about you, Meghan darling. It's all about them. What they want, what they need. So pay attention.”


Blurb: 

Meghan Muldoon is at a crossroads: struggling to balance the demands of a high stress vocation as an advocate for victims of violence with her feelings for Keenan Rossi, a man who wants to make their relationship permanent.

On Valentine's Day,  a series of routine crises force Meg to question staying in a profession which fulfills her both professionally and spiritually—or devoting the rest of her life to the one person who completes her.

Which one is For Keeps?



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Excerpt:

            “Crime Victim Services. How may I help you?”
            The caller's voice was low, husky, and exquisitely male. “Do you know the difference between a barracuda and a victim advocate?”
            Her heart skipped a beat. “Lip gloss.”
            “Well damn,” Kee muttered. “You already heard it.”
            “An oldie but a goodie, pal.”
            “Aren't we all. How you doin' on this gorgeous February day, gorgeous?”
            Bringing his handsome face to mind took no great effort. They had worked together for more years than either cared to count. When the relationship progressed beyond professional Meg felt they should keep things under the radar. At first Keenan agreed, claiming he wasn't in the mood tor any crap from his peers about exploring his feminine side. But after a while he began to push for something more permanent. And she wasn't so sure she was ready for that, especially marriage. Meg liked being able to come and go as she pleased, responsible only to herself, and for herself.
            Even though she heard the tease in his voice now, she was still smarting from last night so proceeded with caution. “Not too bad. How's by you?”
            “Lemme tell you, cara. If I was any better, I'd scare myself.”


About The Author: 
            Writing under the pseudonyms Kat Henry Doran and Veronica Lynch, author Kathy Cottrell uses her experiences as a forensic nurse examiner, victim advocate, malpractice insurance investigator and nurse-paralegal for background in her award winnings novels and novellas. For setting, she has chosen her favorite places on earth: the Catskill and Adirondack Mountains, as well as the historic Thousand Islands regions of Upstate and Northern New York State.
            When not writing or chasing grandchildren, Kathy spends her time designing and creating tote bags and aprons to custom order.

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