Spotlight: Say Yes by LK Shaw

Friends make the best lovers. Or so Casey Santiago thinks.

For ten years, she’s lived with the memories of an abusive childhood. Now, she’s ready to make new ones. Who better to help her than her best friend, Philip Maxwell?

When she approaches him with her shocking proposal, he hesitates. Sex complicates things.

Can Casey convince Philip that their friendship is strong enough to withstand anything, including falling in love?

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About the Book

LK Shaw is a physical therapist assistant by day and writer/social media addict by night. She resides in South Carolina with her high maintenance beagle mix dog, Miss P, who should probably just have her own Instagram account. An avid reader since childhood, she became hooked on historical romance novels in high school. She now reads, and loves, all romance sub-genres, with erotic romance and romantic suspense being her favorite. LK enjoys traveling and chocolate. Her books feature hot alpha heroes and the strong women they love.

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Spotlight: The Sometimes Sisters by Carolyn Brown

Message From Author Carolyn Brown

Good mornin’ to everyone! And thank you for letting me stop by and talk about my new book, The Sometimes Sisters. Dana, Harper and Tawny are sisters but they only saw each other once a year when they were growing up. Dana, ten years older than Harper and twelve years older than Tawny, shares a father with her two half-sisters but has a different mother. Until Harper was sixteen they spent time every summer at their Granny Annie’s lakeside resort, hence the name sometimes sisters—since they weren’t sisters all the time. But now, Granny Annie, has died and left the tiny resort to them. So they come back to the lake, each with a load of emotional baggage, and not really trusting these strangers with whom they share DNA.

Dana has been harboring a secret about her daughter, Brook, for years. Harper has been on her own since she ran away from the boarding school where her mother sent her when she was sixteen, and Tawny has just been kicked out of college. They have to work together but nothing in Granny Annie’s will says that they have to like it or each other.

Zed, the cook at the small café attached to the resort, and Annie’s best friend, has made a promise to Annie on her dying bed, that he will take care of her girls, and that he’ll do his best to make them a family like they should have been all along. But he wonders if maybe he’s never going to be able to fulfill his promise when the girls all arrive. Prickly as porcupines with each other, it takes him threatening to leave before they even start to change their attitude. It’s a rocky road for Zed, but being more than sometimes sisters was important to his sweet Annie, so he vows to keep his promise even if it takes a miracle.

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When they were growing up, Dana, Harper, and Tawny thought of themselves as “sometimes sisters.” They connected only during the summer month they’d all spend at their grandmother’s rustic lakeside resort in north Texas. But secrets started building, and ten years have passed since they’ve all been together—in fact, they’ve rarely spoken, and it broke their grandmother’s heart.

Now she’s gone, leaving Annie’s Place to her granddaughters—twelve cabins, a small house, a café, a convenience store, and a lot of family memories. It’s where Dana, Harper, and Tawny once shared so many good times. They’ve returned, sharing only hidden regrets, a guarded mistrust, and haunting guilt. But now, in this healing summer place, the secrets that once drove them apart could bring them back together—especially when they discover that their grandmother may have been hiding something, too…

To overcome the past and find future happiness, these “sometimes sisters” have one more chance to realize they are always family.

Excerpt

“Promise me,” Annie whispered.

“I promise.” Zedekiah nodded with tears in his eyes.

“You’ll bring them all home where they belong.” She reached up and touched his cheek. “They need to heal.”

“I’ll get them here. You rest now.” Zed cradled her frail body in his arms.

She’d been in and out of consciousness for two days, and each time she awoke she made him promise all over again that he’d bring her granddaughters home to the lake resort. Suddenly her eyes opened wide, and she cupped his cheeks in her hands.

“You . . .” Tears flowed down her face.

“I know, Annie.” His salty tears mingled with hers when their cheeks touched.

“I’ve loved you since we were kids.” She inhaled deeply and let it out slowly.

“Oh, Annie—” he started to say, but then he realized that she’d taken her last breath.

Time stopped as he hugged her closer to his chest. One heart beat steadily as it silently shattered. The other heart that had kept perfect time with his for decades had entered into eternity without him.

“Why, God!” he moaned. “I was supposed to go before her.”

Stop it! Annie’s voice was so real in his head that he watched her lips to see if she might start breathing again. I told you that there would be no mourning. We’ll be together again before long—remember when we were separated while you were in the military. You’ve got work to do now. So suck it up, Zedekiah, and call the girls.

They’d talked about this moment for three months and gotten all the pieces in order. Even though they’d argue about things sometimes, the plan was in place for the next step, as she called it. And now it was up to him to make sure that her wishes were carried out. But dear sweet Jesus, he’d never thought about the pain when he’d have to let her go for good.

He laid her gently on the pillow, laced his darker fingers with her paler ones, and bent to kiss each knuckle. “Oh, Annie, life without you isn’t life at all.”

The girls will help, the voice in his head said sweetly. Now let me go, Zed. You’ve got things to do.

“I can’t,” he groaned.

He sat with her for half an hour before he made the call to the doctor, who was also the coroner for the county. When they came to get her, he accompanied the gurney to the van with his hand on hers.

“I understand that she made arrangements beforehand. Do you want to come to the funeral home and see her once more before . . .” The doctor hesitated.

Zed shook his head slowly. “She said that I wasn’t to do that, and I’ll abide by her wishes. I can’t say goodbye. Never could say that word to her and still can’t, but we’ve come to terms while I waited on you to get here. Call me when her ashes are ready.” He choked on the last words.

The doctor patted him on the shoulder. “I’m so sorry. She was a great lady and a good friend to you, Zed.”

“My best friend.” He wiped his eyes. “We made a lot of memories.”

“If you need anything, call me.”

“Thank you. Right now I have to go call the girls, and I’m sure not lookin’ forward to that job.”

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Carolyn Brown is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author and a RITA finalist. Her books include romantic women’s fiction, historical romance, contemporary romance, cowboy romance, and country music mass-market paperbacks. She and her husband live in the small town of Davis, Oklahoma, where everyone knows what everyone else is doing—and reads the local newspaper on Wednesdays to see who got caught. They have three grown children and enough grandchildren to keep them young. When she’s not writing, Carolyn likes to sit in her gorgeous backyard with her two cats, Chester Fat Boy and Boots Randolph Terminator Outlaw, and watch them protect their territory from all kinds of wicked varmints like crickets, locusts, and spiders. Visit her online at www.carolynbrownbooks.com.

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Spotlight: Love of Finished Years by Gregory Erich Phillips

Pre World War One, Elsa came to America with her eyes wide open, realizing it was up to her to make a life for herself. Surviving a sweat shop in lower Manhattan, a chance job with a Long Island elite family opens up her world. Invited in up to a point, she unwittingly, albeit precariously, crosses the social divide with her now open heart, which puts all she had worked for in jeopardy.

Excerpt

As soon as the girls entered, Beth’s mother bounded forward from the back of the flat.

“Oh, oh, I’m so glad.” She clapped her hands, and then hugged her guest.

Elsa wasn’t used to being hugged—she would have pulled away but the woman’s embrace was swift and enveloping.

“I’m Josephine. Now you sit down right there so we can get started. The sooner we send you home the better it will be.”

She directed Elsa toward a chair at a small table. Josephine pulled up another chair beside her. Beth sat on the floor.

It was a small room, made to seem smaller by all the pictures on the walls and little keepsakes on counters and shelves. One or two pictures might have been of family, and there were several images of Jesus. But most of the pictures looked like they had been cut out of a magazine or catalogue only because they were pretty. It gave the room lighthearted warmth that put Elsa at ease.

She couldn’t understand how Beth’s mother had seemed to know she was coming. She hadn’t told Beth her dilemma until that morning. It dawned on her how much she had already revealed of her family’s situation to her friend.

Josephine laid a Bible open in front of Elsa. She set a piece of paper beside it. On the paper she wrote the vowels and made Elsa say them, then showed her where the letters fit within the titles of the Bible books. They started with the prophets: AMOS, EZEKIEL, ISAIAH, and OBADIAH were the first Bible books Elsa learned to recognize. She remembered hearing about Isaiah in church but hadn’t heard of the other ones.

“We don’t have a Bible book that starts with the last vowel,” Josephine explained. “But there is a very important place in the Bible that starts with the letter U. It was called UR.” She wrote it on the page, using, as she had thus far, only capital letters. “There was a man who lived there named ABRAHAM.”

As she wrote the new name, Elsa excitedly pointed back at AMOS.

“Yes,” Josephine said. “And look. Abraham has the letter A in his name three times.”

With that, she began to explain how the letters connected with one another in the words.

By the time Elsa left, her head was full of stories: Abraham’s journey to a new land, the prophets and their adventures, and many more. She promised to come back every day after work.

It was very late when she returned to her tenement. The building was dark. She was exhausted and hungry after her long walk but didn’t expect any dinner. Josephine had offered her food, but she had been taught not to accept charity.

The apartment was quiet when she entered. Her father slept, and Sonja pretended to sleep. But Nina was waiting up for her.

Elsa endured the belt in silence. It didn’t anger her. She had been rebellious and deserved it; it was her mother’s right to punish her. What angered her was that her father didn’t even seem to notice her absence. Her mother cared—and was worried. That was why she punished her.

Elsa’s heart went out to her mother as she took her whipping. How hard it would be to feel she was losing control over her life after working so hard for a stable family. Elsa was just beginning to work toward her own dreams.

She stumbled into bed, exhausted and in pain, but happy. The throbbing of her back paled in comparison with the thrill of her new knowledge and the hope of new opportunities.

Once their mother was in bed in the second room, Sonja pulled out a piece of bread she had hidden under the blanket and handed it to Elsa. She accepted it gratefully. After biting off each piece, she held it in her mouth to soften it so her mother wouldn’t hear her chewing. It was enough to sustain her into the next day.

The next two nights progressed exactly the same way. Elsa came home late, endured a whipping, and supped on whatever morsel Sonja had managed to hide for her. On the fourth night the whippings ceased. By the next week, a cold meal began to appear for her, and she knew she had succeeded.

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This moving debut novel by Gregory Erich Phillips won the grand prize in the Chanticleer Reviews International Writing Competition. From a prolific literary family, Gregory tells aspirational stories through strong, relatable characters that transcend time and place. Living in Seattle, Washington, he is also an accomplished tango dancer and musician.

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Read an excerpt from Sweet Revenge by Natalie Wrye

Men. Manuscripts. And Manolos…

I was failing at two of the three.

Dating life aside, when you’re an agent for a successful publishing press, climbing the corporate ladder isn’t your biggest problem… Staying there is.

So, when the biggest football star in the world wants to write a tell-all about his life and career, I put my bid in right at the top.

My only issue?

Mr. Playboy Pro is none other than Colton Evans, my CEO’s step-brother.

A walking wet dream with dark features and an even darker past, I find that behind the fan-favorite smile is an arrogant bastard.

The worst part? I think I like it.

But when getting to the truth of Colton’s sordid story takes an unexpected turn to trouble, everything I love will be on the line, including my job… and my heart.

Excerpt

Fuck. Not now. You piece of shit, you just couldn’t wait, could you? I curse myself for not being better.

But then Ana does something that surprises me. She shifts in my embrace, drawing closer. She rubs her hips to mine and when she feels what we both know she feels, she doesn’t withdraw. Instead, she raises her head, looking up at me slowly. Her golden-brown eyes find mine and fixate there, bouncing back and forth between my two curious irises. Without moving another muscle, she reaches up, planting her fingers into the grooves of my shoulders. She uses them as leverage, lifting her face to meet mine, where she touches her lips… and actually kisses me.

I don’t kiss back.

I actually set her back down on the floor. With my hands at her sides and my eyes staring straight through hers, I pull Ana away from my body. We stand there for two seconds before I lose the fight with my will… and crush her to me, my arms squeezing tight as I send my tongue on a trail to her mouth. She responds immediately.

The kiss is strong… and fierce. Every part of my brain fights against it, but the battle is won by my body, which rages against it, knowing no boundary or limit, but testing all of Ana’s, as I grip her hips, brushing her body with my mine as I explore her mouth, testing her tongue and teasing at her lower lip as I suck it between my teeth, biting softly at its most silken spots.

She tastes like she smells—honey-coated and decadent. Every part of me is eager to claim her mouth and I do my best to make sure she knows it, sucking the tip of her tongue so sensually that she actually moans into my mouth, making my lips hum.

I want her.

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About Natalie Wrye

Natalie Wrye is a tequila connoisseur, Game of Thrones addict and author best known for writing page-turning Contemporary Romance and Romantic Suspense.

A Jersey Girl living in the South, when she's not obsessing over a new Netflix series or yelling at college basketball games on TV, she's usually crafting sexy stories about hard-bodied men and the strong-willed women who crave them.

She loves it when people get weird with her on Facebook, NatalieWrye.com or NatalieWrites@NatalieWrye.com.

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Cover Reveal: Captive by Jenny Lynn

Captive
Jenny Lynn
Publication date: March 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

In the city of sin, who will be saved?

Beckett Carter is the last of his family; the head of Carter Enterprises and a reclusive billionaire living in a luxurious Las Vegas penthouse. Since his parents murder his obsession with justice has steadily grown stronger, leading him to become the masked vigilante known to criminals as the Phantom. When he’s not out playing the part of a filthy rich playboy he trains his body hard, and in his disguise he brings the criminal underworld to its knees.

Crime reporter Ella James keeps everyone at arm’s length, throwing herself into her work and her quest to find out what happened to her missing sister. She doesn’t let anyone get close enough to her to see how damaged she really is and afraid to trust anyone fully, she has never let a man touch her. While going undercover she puts her life in danger and discovers the secret identity of the Phantom as he ruthlessly eliminates a room full of criminals. This one night sets off a chain of events neither of them expected.

Faced with the threat of being exposed, Beckett is left with only one choice. He takes Ella captive, keeping her in a secret room until he can complete his mission. In Ella, Beckett finds an opponent unlike any he’s met before – she’s smart, resourceful, and worst of all, innocent. The untouched woman locked away in his penthouse is the greatest temptation he has ever faced.

A tense rivalry between the two grows into something so much more than either could have imagined. When Beckett gives in and shows Ella how dark he can be, can she succeed and show him the light?

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Jenny Lynn writes contemporary romance novels about charismatic billionaires, cocky bad boys and dominant alpha males. She loves to throw in exciting plot twists and plenty of steamy scenes that will keep you up at night. She writes men worth falling in love with, and definitely worth lusting after. Jenny has won awards for her writing but there is nothing that makes her happier than when people discover and enjoy her books. When she’s not writing Jenny is spending time with her family and trying not to burn dinner.

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Spotlight: A Hero’s Haven: Resolution Ranch by Tessa Layne

A Hero’s Haven: Resolution Ranch
Tessa Layne
(Flint Hills Military Heroes, #3)
Publication date: February 27th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Former Navy SEAL Cash Aiken assumed he could leave behind the trauma of war and settle into life as a bodyguard. Why not? He was big, smart, and nothing ever got past his eagle eye. But a split second of inattention nearly cost the life of his asset, and cost him his job. When his old buddy Travis Kincaid invites him to come work at Resolution Ranch, an organization helping wounded vets, he clings to the lifeline and hopes it’s a chance to start over. But Cash is stunned to discover that the beautiful woman he nearly let die is hiding out at the ranch, masquerading as a stable hand.

Country Music’s Superdiva, Kaycee Starr, is done with the music biz. After a terrifying encounter with a crazed fan, she goes underground and answers a help-wanted ad in a place the paparazzi would never think to look. Prairie, Kansas. While she finds solace and healing among the horses, handsome ranch hand Cash Aiken lights her up in ways she only wrote about in songs. He’s the only person she’s met who seems to ‘get’ her.

Cash and Kaycee fall hard and fast for each other, but when their secrets are exposed, will they have the courage to trust each other? And more importantly, themselves?

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EXCERPT:

The barn door stood partially open and Cash parted it the rest of the way, stepping into the dim warmth. The sweet smell of dried clover and hay, laced with an undercurrent of oiled leather and the sharp tang of manure settled into his bones. He cherished the solace and security of the barn. He’d learned every nook and cranny the first week he’d moved to the ranch. And on really bad nights early on, working and sleeping in the barn had been his salvation. While he welcomed the addition of a desperately needed ranch hand, the thought of an interloper in his sanctuary unsettled him.

The scrape of a shovel against the floor drew his attention. Looping Samson’s lead around a post next to the tack room, he slipped down the aisle following the sound. He stopped short at the sight of a luscious heart-shaped ass bent in his direction. Of course, if the interloper looked like that

Sensations Cash hadn’t felt in ages stuttered to life. Legs for days? Check. Curves? If her ass was any indication, check. He couldn’t care less about hair color, but the sight of the thick long brown braid peeking out from under a felt cowboy hat and hanging down the owner’s shoulders launched his imagination into overdrive. Visions of winding its length around his hand and tugging, exposing a column of creamy skin danced through his head. His pulse went to the races as he watched her fluidly shovel hay into a wheelbarrow. The woman was poetry in motion. She moved with an easy grace that belied the difficulty of the task at hand. He’d shoveled hay for hours. He knew how taxing it could be on the body. Was this Kate?

CRACK!

What the fuck?

CrackCrackCrack

DUCK!” Cash shouted as he launched himself through the air at the woman, pulling her down on top of him to break her fall, then quickly rolling them over to cover her body with his.

A muffled squeak came from beneath him.

“Quiet,” he murmured into her ear, heart pounding, brain racing through a thousand scenarios of what could be going on outside. Whatever was happening, he’d protect this woman with his life. He’d failed to protect people he loved in the past, he wouldn’t fail again.

Another muffled noise came from the body squirming beneath him, and his attention was suddenly drawn to soft curves and heady perfume. “Stay still,” he ordered roughly, bringing his focus back to his surroundings. He couldn’t focus on where the attackers were with her writhing beneath him. Not when his cock was notched perfectly between her legs. She stilled momentarily, only to renew her struggle with vigor. He strained, listening for the telltale signs of an attack, scuffles, shouts, more gunshots. But, nothing.

He lifted his head, cocking an ear in the direction of the initial noise. The woman took advantage, yanking his beard so hard tears sprang to his eyes. He swung his gaze back to the firecracker beneath him and the world tilted sideways, snatching his breath with heart-stopping ferocity.

This wasn’t Kate. Oh, no. This was his worst nightmare come back to life. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Lying beneath him, green eyes flashing fire, was the last woman he ever expected to see face to face again, Kaycee Starr.


Author Bio:

Hi, I'm USA Today Best Selling Author Tessa Layne.
Thanks for stopping by! I write smokin' hot contemporary cowboy and military romances filled with tenderhearted tough guys and sassy strong women who capture their hearts.

Please join my email list at tessalayne.com for exclusive updates, previews, and other offers. You can find me hanging out in my Facebook reader group The Prairie Posse.

A little about me- I grew up in Colorado in the mountains at the edge of the Great Plains. There, I met my own smokin' hot Cowboy and we had a whirlwind romance to rival any novel. I believe in Happily Ever Afters, love fireflies, horses, and breathing clean country air. My favorite thing to do is to sit on the porch swing with a glass of Rose, listening to my Cowboy pluck his guitar!

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