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Blurb:
Notorious outlaw Buck Grayson is set to hang for the one murder he didn't commit, until a last minute pardon sets him free. But there's a condition to the pardon. He's to cease outlawing and bring law and order to Revolving Point, Texas, the border town along the Rio Grande, with a reputation worse than his. Zanna is there and still in danger from the fancy-pants attorney seeking revenge against her. Buck will do anything for Zanna–even pin the tin star to his chest to keep her safe–except say the words she longs to hear.
Former soiled dove Suzanna Reynolds wants respectability, a home and children, and she wants them with Buck. Trouble is, Buck isn't the settling type and has never openly acknowledged she's his woman. Convinced Buck only took the sheriff's job to settle a score and not to please her, Suzanna demands he court her to prove his love. Or leave town for good.
Excerpt:
Buck stepped inside, closed the door and didn't make a move toward her. "That woman downstairs is worse than Emma."
"Did you come up here to complain?" She folded her arms beneath her breasts.
"I came to tell you I took this damn job for you.” Plus, it made it easier to flush out Hanson’s hired guns before they harmed her. But she didn’t need to know that. She’d want to help and would do so behind his back if he didn’t let her. “Not because I want a tumble between the sheets, but because you're my woman. That used to mean something to you."
"It still would if you’d tell me you love me."
"Dammit, Zanna. You know I do."
"Then say it," she challenged. "And don't give me the same old line about words being hard for you."
"They are." At least, those words were. The last time he'd said them his family had been murdered. With enemies lurking in the shadows, the same could happen to her. Pissing her off was one thing. He could tolerate her icy glare. Losing her forever was a whole different matter. "That doesn't mean I don't feel them."
She sighed irritably and looked away.
"Doesn’t my coming here count for something when I swore I wouldn’t?”
"If you can't say the words," she returned her gaze to him, "then I want you to prove you love me and intend to stay."
"How?"
"By courting me."
"What the hell do you think the last three years have been?"
"I thought I knew, but now I’m not so sure.” She glared at him. “You say I’m your woman. Prove it.”
"Sonofabitch, Zanna. Couldn’t you just beat me with your fry pan?"
"No," she said in that same snotty tone that had beaten him many times in the past.
Blurb:
Fleeing the abusive headmaster at the St. Louis orphanage, Roth turned to gunslinging as a means for survival. Years of looting and raiding put his face on several Wanted posters, and instilled in him an aversion to settling down. That is, until he meets Lydia Tyler, the woman building the orphanage along the Rio Grande. Although he’s the deputy of Revolving Point, Lydia detests his hardened ways. She’s also got trouble on her hands; a headmaster linked to Roth’s old nemesis. Roth will do everything he can to help Lydia. And convince her he's not as deplorable as his guns suggest.
Lydia Tyler has no use for guns and violence. All she wants is to build her orphanage and give her children a safe and loving home. Trouble is, Papa has hired a headmaster without her say-so; an arrogant man who schemes to usurp her authority, a man Deputy Roth despises. When Roth offers to rid Lydia of the troublemaker, Lydia doesn’t approve of his methods. But that doesn’t stop her from melting every time Roth holds her hand. The more she gets to know him, the more she reconsiders his menacing ways. He may be a gunslinger, but the warmth in his gaze hints there's more to him than his pistols.
Excerpt:
"You own women!"Lydia shot up from her seat.
"I have a contract with the doves 'til November." He eased her back down. "I don't hurt them. And I don't let anybody else hurt them."
"That's supposed to make owning them right?"
"Had I been born with money like you, things would be different. But I wasn't. Be glad about that.
I can help you with Cooper."
"I don't need your help."
"You little fool." Roth chuckled and that irritated her. "You underestimate Cooper now and he'll end up with everything you own."
"So you say," she retorted, glaring at him, at his hair brushing his shoulders, his brown eyes and the way his Stetson sat lopsided on his head. He's not the man I thought he was. That same sadness from the other day consumed her again. "You might be right in that he wants control of the orphanage," she conceded.
"And your money. Could be he wants more. Man doesn't go around losing five hundred dollars to another man less he's got plenty of money to spare. Or plans to have plenty in the future."
"He'll inherit. He's one of Dante Cooper's heirs." She stood. "Thank you for your concern, but I can handle the matter on my own."
"You really can't be that naive." Roth shook his head and Lydia grew more aggravated with him.
"I am not a simpleton." Guns, soiled doves, thinking me fragile in the head; what good did I ever see in him?
"You're not, but you're gonna be my wife."
"Have you taken leave of your senses?"
"Probably."
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Blurb:
Arabella Landry is a witch on a mission. She is desperately seeking for the incredible lover that has been setting her dreams on fire. With the help of the powerful women in her family, she finds him. Unfortunately, he is completely paralyzed from a devastating rock-climbing accident.
Jade Landale, a conservative Texas Congressman falls head over heels for the beautiful woman that refuses to give up on him. Soon, his world turns topsy turvy as he finds himself embroiled in a world of magic, murder and the hottest, sweetest love-making imaginable.
Excerpt:
Her knees became weak and she thought she would sink to the floor. Instead, she found herself held to his side by a surprisingly strong hand. Their lips met and their kiss was the same, familiar, yet completely different. This time the feelings and textures and scents were not two dimensional, but three, four, five and six dimensional. He kissed her thoroughly, nipping at her lower lip with his teeth. She felt the same response to him she always did, heat and molten sensation flowed right to her center and she found it hard to be still. Lord, she felt shameless! Here he was, moments out of a paralyzed state and she was considering mounting him where he lay.
He seemed to be equally affected. “I never thought I would kiss a woman again. Last night, when I made love to you, I held you and kissed you as if it were the last chance I would ever have. You’ll never know how you saved me, not only from this crippling state but also from insanity. I laid here trapped in my own body, not able to move, speak, swallow or even breathe on my own. Amazingly, I could shut my eyes and will you to my side. You saved me Arabella, in more ways than one, you saved me.”
“Baby, it was my pleasure.” He raised an eyebrow and she blushed. “That sounded bold, didn’t it? But I am telling the truth…it was my pleasure. I searched for you as desperately and eagerly as you longed for me. I have been hunting you since the first night. If I hadn’t gotten involved with the murder case, I might have found you sooner.”
“Murder, did you say murder?” Jade asked incredulously.
“I warn you, it’s never boring at my house. Yes, a neighbor and her child were murdered just a few days ago. My family helped find the body and now they are looking for the killer. There’s more, too, but I don’t want to talk about sad stuff now. Today is Christmas and you’re safe and I am so happy I could die from pure joy.”
Then she considered something. “Jade, is there somewhere else you would rather go? I would understand. I know you have many people who would be interested in your recovery.”
“Not as many as you might think. My visitors dwindled fast; everyone gave up hope on me. Everyone but you. I do have a home, but right now your face is more of a home to me than my cold apartment could ever be.” As Jade continued speaking, the room door opened and in walked Reese Phillips.
“My God, Jade! The receptionist called me and said you had taken a dramatic turn for the better. Frankly, I had been expecting a call telling me you had died.” Reese came up to the bed and put a hand on his boss’s shoulder.
“Thanks, for the confidence Reese.” Jade looked at his trusted friend. “Reese, let me introduce you to someone special. This is Arabella Landry. Arabella this is my Chief of Staff and right hand man, Reese Phillips.”
Reese held out his hand and Arabella took it. Reese looked her over appreciatively. He didn’t see the hardening on Jade’s face as his watched his friend ogle his woman, but Arabella did. “I don’t remember you. I thought I knew all of Jade’s friends.”
Arabella didn’t know what to say, so she just smiled, slightly.
Reese returned his attention to Jade. “What happened, buddy? I had sadly accepted that it was basically over for you and for our campaign.”
“Arabella happened, Reese.” Arabella swallowed hard, she wished she had told Jade not to try and explain what they had done for him. Oh well, the truth was the truth. But she knew sometimes the truth could hurt.
“What do you mean?” Reese asked quizzically.
“Arabella and her family healed me.”
“They healed you.” Reese spoke every word slowly. “How?”
“I don’t know. Does it matter?” Jade was obviously so euphoric he didn’t care what anyone thought.
“I’m glad you’re healed—I am very glad you’re healed—but we don’t need any strange stories circulating about some off-the-wall faith healer. You have to consider your career and especially our ultra conservative base we have to deal with here in Texas.”
“Screw the base,” Jade said with a smile on his face. “I am alive and I don’t care how the miracle happened. I am grateful to this woman and her family. Reese, I am going to Arabella’s house. She lives at an herb farm called Wildflower Way near Wimberley.”
At those words, Reese wheeled and looked straight at Arabella.
Arabella’s heart sank. Her reputation preceded her. How long would it be before Jade looked at her in the very same way.
“Do you think that’s wise, buddy? I mean you do have a home and a fiancée. Don’t you think you would be better off going there and hiring a nurse to look after you?” All the time his eyes were fixed on Arabella as if he didn’t trust her for a moment.
Arabella would not stand in his way, if he wanted to go to his own home. “Jade, I want you with me more than anything in the world, but if you think it best to return to your home. I will understand.”
Jade looked from his business associate to her. “This woman rescued me from the most horrible prison imaginable. There is no contest. Arabella, I want to be with you. Now I’ve found you—I don’t intend to let you go.”
Reese looked at Jade with alarm. “Whoa! You don’t sound like the Jade I know. Where is the calculating political machine I knew prior to your climb on E-Rock? You don’t have time to vacation at some Wildflower farm. We’ve got work to do.” When Jade looked at him with steely determination he relented, hands in the air. “Jade, whatever you want, we’ll make it happen. I’ll check on you tomorrow. Will that be all right, Miss Landry?”
“Of course.” Arabella would never turn away one of Jade’s friends. However, the words he had been thinking were burned in her brain—Witch, Witch, Witch.
Blurb:
19th Century New England.
Shipwrecks, emotional flotsam from past wrecked relationships, jilts, deceits, lost fortunes, and building passion swirl around Abigale Hawthorne and Randolph Blessing. Can the pair overcome the negatives to win each other’s trust and hearts?
Excerpt:
New England, 1839-Lost Mast Harbor
The Sea Nymph and Sea Crest were overdue. The first within reason, the latter with disturbing tardiness. Captain Nathaniel Blaine, master of the latter vessel, plagued Abigale Hawthorne’s thoughts anew because the man waiting downstairs, knowingly or not, presented her with a vexing reminder of Nathaniel’s jilt.
“You must go down, Manzè.” Seychelles gave her mistress a sympathetic look. “If that thorn, Captain Blaine, gets a mention, smile wide,” she said softly. “Pretend you don’t care ‘cause he took for himself another wife.”
“Inform Mr. Randolph Blessing I am indisposed.”
“Hiding’s not your way.” Seychelles went to an ornately carved dressing table where she rummaged through a jewel box of ebony wood, electing a circlet of opals. This she exchanged for garnets and fastened the clasp at Gale’s slender nape.
“I prefer the opals.”
“This one holds a message but not sure what.”
“Pfft.” Gale fussed with bows on her blue striped frock. “Very well, the garnets stay… I’m late enough already.”
“Lean-time news coming. Could be a limping ship, or worse.”
The gazes of a daughter of privilege and a free woman, who was named for her mother’s island birthplace, locked inside the looking glass.
“Which ship is in peril?”
“Don’t know, but recall Cap’n Blaine’s not your worry, not anymore.”
Gale drummed her lace-gloved fingers on the table. “True. Let Philippa, I mean to say Mrs. Blaine, pace the widow’s walk. If the sea claims Nathaniel, I shan’t shed a tear. ”
“That so?”
“Anyway, your predictions aren’t always accurate.”
Seychelles bristled. “More right than wrong, ain’t it so?”
She quizzed her maid. “You’ve seen Mr. Blessing?” Widow Forsythe, a consummate troublemaker, goaded Gale into inviting the Englishman to call. Too late, Gale learned of his relation to the captain’s wife. She could only hope he was unaware of her former attachment to Nathaniel, improbable as that was.
“Yes. Nothing forming on that mister. First, I need something personal from him, some hair or such.”
“Easily remedied. Fetch that old tomahawk from the attic trunk and we’ll scalp a few from his head.” She left her sanctuary to play hostess to one man as another deviled her thoughts.
Copyright (c) 2012 by Nan D. Arnold. All Rights Reserved.
4.5 Stars for Flesh Fantasy by Maya DeLeina!
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4.5 Stars from Booked Up Reviews
I enjoyed the story, it is the first book of The Ambrose Heights Vampires’s series. It has well drawn out suspense, since we never find who the bad guy is or what they wanted (I hope we eventually find out as the series continues!). The story is intense, deep, emotional, and vivid and full of hot vampires. I must say that Ms. Maya DeLeina knows how to hold your attention and I will gladly wait for her next release… and the next book from this series. It deserves 4.5 stars. – Dolce Amore
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An Erotic Romance – Aron McCoy has sworn off women – except for sex. When Libby Fontaine arrives at Aron's Tebow Ranch, she is determined to cram a lifetime of living into a few short months. The doctor has told her that she can't count on her remission from leukemia being a permanent one. Their attraction to one another is instantaneous and overwhelming. But when Aron finds out that Libby is innocent – he backs off. He has nothing to offer a girl who deserves white lace and promises. Then Aron catches Libby pleasuring herself in his stock tank and hears her cry out his name – and the heat is on.
Excerpt:
“You can do this, Libby.” Bess assured her as she scurried around and finished packing the well-worn suitcase that appeared to be circa 1940. “I have complete faith in you. You are a wonderful cook, a good housekeeper; but most importantly, you have a kind heart. I wouldn't abandon my boys to just anyone, you know. I've been taking care of them for six years.”
“I'm going to do my dead-level best not to disappoint you, Miss Bess,” Libby carried the garment bag and followed the harried housekeeper of the Tebow Ranch to her red minivan. “What did you say Aron's favorite dessert was?” She wanted to do her best by all of the McCoy brothers, but she especially wanted to please Aron.
“He loves chocolate, anything chocolate. Oh, yeah and in the morning, he goes crazy over homemade cinnamon rolls and strong coffee. It helps him get going. He's the one you need to pamper. After all, Aron stepped in and took on the responsibility for the entire ranch and all of his brothers when Sebastian and Sue were killed.” As she settled herself behind the steering wheel, she caught Libby's hand and pulled her close. “If you need anything, talk to Jacob. He's a rock. Remember, he knows about your condition. If things get too much for you, go to Jacob.”
Libby pushed her heavy braid off of her shoulder and hugged Bess Morrison. “Jacob is my friend. He has been for a long time. He knows that I don't want the rest of the family to know about the cancer. I feel great, and I'm tired of seeing pity in people?s eyes.” She grinned and winked at her mother's best friend. “I want to be a normal twenty-five year old woman on the make.”
“Well, you won't have to look very far for prospects. Five of the McCoys are marrying age – and they're all as sexy as sin.” The older woman blushed at her own comment. “But Aron has taken himself off the market – or so he says.” As she pulled the car door to, she was rolling down the window. “You could change his mind if you tried. I know you want to, so don't try and tell me any different. Your Mama knew what was going on. She told me about that bronze you bought all of those years ago.” Bess looked at Libby Fontaine and saw a precious, beautiful girl who had never really had a chance to spread her wings and fly.
Libby's face flamed. Was she that transparent? Lord, she would have to be careful. Being the brunt of the McCoy boys' amusement would be highly unpleasant. “Aron McCoy is a legend; he would never be interested in a girl like me. Besides, you know I can't marry anyone, my….my future is too uncertain.” She looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was around. It would be just her luck to turn around and find her lifetime crush standing right behind her.
“A girl like you?” Bess huffed in reproach. “Any man would be lucky to have a sweetheart like you. Besides, no one said anything about marrying, necessarily – just have a good time.” As she backed up, she gave Libby one more directive. “All the boys are special, but take extra special care of my baby Nathan. You'll probably have to remind him to do his homework every day. Also, watch out for Isaac, he'll pull the wool over your eyes, if you'll let him. He thinks he's a ladies "man." She put the brakes on, not able to let go of her boys without saying just a few more words. “Jacob is our dreamer, he loves everything about family life and nothing would make him happier than seeing the ranch like it used to be – full of family, fun and tradition. Joseph lives every day like it could be his last. He would walk a high wire, if the circus came to town. Listen to him; sometimes he just needs to talk. Noah tries to come across as all business, but he has feelings just like anyone else.” Grabbing Libby's hand, she squeezed it. “And cut Aron some slack if he comes across as unfeeling, he's still recovering from his short, unhappy marriage to that viper Sabrina Jones. He thought he was being "Mr. Responsibility" by bringing a woman into the house; a surrogate mother for Nathan. Aron was trying to complete the package; do the right thing. But, it backfired on him – big time. Sabrina wasn't wife material, and she certainly wasn't maternal. She sapped all the joy out of Aron, and nearly tore up the family in the process.” Libby hadn't ever heard the whole story, but she couldn't stand the thought of anybody hurting Aron.
“Don't worry, Miss Bess I'll take good care of your boys.” Libby walked beside the van as she waved goodbye to the woman who had given her a great gift. While Bess was off to tend her granddaughter through a difficult pregnancy, Libby would be having the time of her life. Everything that she had been dreaming of was at her fingertips: a chance to live on a ranch, an opportunity to learn to ride a horse, acres of beautiful Texas ranch land to explore, and six good-looking men to spoil.
Available Now from Bradley Publishing
On the surface, Lynsey Reznor seems to have it all. She is beautiful, brilliant, and a successful true-crime writer who has been living the past decade in Miami. But what Lynsey lacks is what she needs the most—a family.
After the death of her mother, and yet another failed relationship, Lynsey makes an impulsive decision to return to her hometown of Unity. But Unity will present its own bittersweet memories, most notably, her first love, Nick Lincoln.
Twenty years ago, Nick broke teenager Lynsey’s heart when he decided to marry another. He had his own private reasons—reasons he never explained to Lynsey. Now she is back, along with a chance to reclaim her love. But Lynsey wants answers from him that he may never be able to give out of duty and guilt.
Excerpt:
When he heard her, he came to her, took her into his arms, and kissed her. It was a comfort that he wasn’t regretting their lovemaking. She didn’t think she could handle being rejected by him twice in her lifetime.
“Do you have to leave soon?” she asked.
“I’m sorry. I don’t want to, but I have to.” He went to the stove and prepared her a cup of coffee. “I think we should start planning our wedding. We could be married at Christmas.”
She was taken aback. Is this his proposal ? This was supposed to be so romantic and memorable, not talk about planning a Christmas wedding while he stirred a cup of coffee.
“Do you even want to get married?” She took the coffee mug he offered. “I mean, it wasn’t that long ago that you told me you weren’t sure you ever wanted to be married again. You said you didn’t see fatherhood in your future, and Nick, I want a baby…more than one. I grew up as an only child and I was so alone. I don’t want my child to have to experience that.”
“Well, I didn’t use a condom last night. You could be pregnant right now,” was his reply.
Heaviness descended upon her heart. This was so not how she wanted this morning to be, and certainly not the marriage proposal she had dreamed of. “I’m on the Pill—I won’t get pregnant if that’s all you’re worried about.”
“I’m sorry, that’s not the only reason we should get married.”
“Then why?” she asked suspiciously.
He let out an exaggerated sigh. “Lynsey, I don’t have time to get into this with you right now. What do you want me to say in the five minutes I have before I leave for work?”
She couldn’t believe his glib attitude. “How about saying something to me like…‘I love you, Lynsey, and I made a tremendous mistake by not marrying you twenty years ago?’ That would take you less than thirty seconds to say, and you could have easily gotten to your precious job on time.”
Suddenly his jaw set and his eyes narrowed. “I didn’t make a mistake by not marrying you twenty years ago! I let you go to become a success in life—and you did. I can’t regret that!”
“So, what I thought all these years was correct. I was nothing to you but a quick and easy way to shed your virginity.” Just saying the words was devastating.
“That’s not it at all,” he vehemently insisted. “You were always so intelligent. I mean, you were a sixteen-year-old senior in high school! Just how many grades did you skip over, anyway?”
“Two,” she answered in a low voice.
“Do you know what would have happened if I hadn’t married Kelly?” He didn’t wait for her reply. “I’ll tell you what. You and I would have been ostracized by everyone in this town! We would have had to be married right away, and we would have had to live with your mother, because I had no money.”
“My mother loved you. She would have been happy to have us live with her,” she interjected.
“And we were so naïve, Lynsey. You would have graduated high school with either a big belly, or a baby in your arms…if you had graduated at all.”
She crossed her arms over her breasts and looked at the floor. She was too afraid that if she looked at him she would break down. “Some of the girls in school were married. A few of them had babies.”
He lifted her chin and forced her to make eye contact with him. “And you were too smart to be stuck in this town, and just another housewife. You would have become bored and resentful.”
“I wouldn’t have known the difference,” she countered.
“I had serious doubts then. I still have doubts now,” he admitted.
Her dark lashes flew upward. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“I believe that you will become bored and restless in Unity and will want to go back to Florida or maybe California. I have a job and a family here, Lynsey. I don’t ever want to give that up. I’m afraid that we’ll have a child, and you’ll take my baby and leave. I can not allow that to happen.”
She couldn’t believe what he was saying. Nothing was further from the truth. “Do you think I would have sunk so much of my savings into that house just to abandon it? I would never, ever do what you’re saying. But if circumstances changed, I would expect you to support what was best for our family. Couples who are committed make sacrifices for each other!”
It was becoming clearer and clearer that things were rapidly falling apart between them.
“Lynsey, didn’t what happened between us last night mean anything to you?” he asked.
She chuckled unpleasantly. “I suppose that with us living in such close proximity, last night was inevitable. But don’t worry about it happening again, Nick. When you get home this evening, I won’t be here.”
“Where are you going to be?”
She wanted to hurt Nick like she was now hurting. “I’m sure that Caleb wouldn’t mind me bunking down at his house for a week or two.”
“Over my dead body,” he seethed. “I will drag you away from him kicking and screaming if it comes to it. I’ll handcuff you to my bed if need be. Believe me, Lynsey, I’ll do it!” He flopped down into a kitchen chair and buried his face in his hands.
“I have to go now, Nick. I’m meeting your sister for breakfast. Listen to me. You need to pull yourself together. In your line of work, bad things happen when you lose your concentration.”
When he didn’t reply, she let out a sigh of resignation and headed for the door. At the last minute she turned to him. “Thanks for almost making it happen between us.”
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Annalise and Ethan had a brief fling several years ago, and then lost touch. Since then she has not had any man, and takes care of her sexual urges by writing steamy romance novels and utilizing her vibrator that she has christened Comfort and Joy.
Ethan gave up his high powered job in New York and now runs a bed and breakfast with his brothers in Texas. Married briefly, he is also celibate, much to his brothers’ chagrin. When Annalise is faced with writer’s block she decides to visit Lost Maples, the B and B that Ethan owns.
Lots of conflicts here as Annalise thinks Ethan is married, and Ethan blames her romance novels for his ex-wife’s unrealistic expectations of sex with Ethan.
Even after all these years, the attraction between them is magnetic, so all they have to do is straighten out their misapprehensions, find each other’s hot spots once again, and decide how to spend the rest of their lives together. Oh, and they also have to find out who is trying to kill Lise.
It is interspersed with Annalise’s romantic characters, and all of her heroes are Ethan. Can he live up to her memories and expectations?
I liked this couple, their conflicts and inner mind workings. Unchained Melody is well developed, well thought out, and has good resolutions.–Alberta, Manic Readers
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