Thursday, July 27, 2017

Addison Cole’s HEARTS AT SEASIDE Blog Tour

HEARTS AT SEASIDE (Sweet with Heat:
Seaside Summers Book 3)

Author: Addison Cole

Publisher: World Literary Press

Pages: 280

Genre: Sweet with Heat Romance

Sweet with
Seaside Summers features
a group of fun, flirty, and emotional friends who gather each summer at their
Cape Cod cottages. They're sassy, flawed, and so
easy to relate to, you'll be begging to enter their circle of friends! 

Hearts at Seaside by Addison Cole is the sweet edition of New
York Times
 bestselling author Melissa Foster's steamy romance
novel Seaside Hearts.
stories and characters remain the same and convey all of the passion you expect
between two people in love, without any explicit scenes or harsh


Jenna Ward is vivacious, spontaneous, and
confident--except when she's around the man who stole her heart years earlier,
strikingly handsome, quiet, and reliable Pete Lacroux. After years of trying to
get his attention and overwhelmed from dealing with her mother's new cougar
lifestyle, Jenna's giving up on Peter--and is ready to explore other men. 

As the eldest of five siblings, with an alcoholic
father to care for, boat craftsman Pete Lacroux always does the right thing and
has no time for a real relationship. He's looking forward to seeing his friend
Jenna, a welcome distraction who's so sexy and painfully shy that she equally
entertains and confuses him. 

When Jenna picks up a hard-bodied construction
worker, jealousy ignites Pete's true feelings, and he's unable to ignore the
desires for Jenna he never realized he had. But Pete's not the quiet guy he
appears to be, and his life is anything but conducive to a relationship. Can
Jenna handle the real Pete Lacroux--the most alpha male she's ever seen--or
will she crack under pressure? And can Pete reclaim the life he once had
without tearing apart his family? 


Read, Write, Love at Seaside 

Dreaming at Seaside 

Hearts at Seaside 

Sunsets at Seaside 

Secrets at Seaside 

Nights at Seaside 

Seized by Love at Seaside 

Embraced at Seaside 

Lovers at Seaside 

Whispers at Seaside 


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There should
be an unwritten rule about drooling over construction workers, but Jenna Ward
was sure glad there wasn’t. She sat on the porch of the Bookstore Restaurant,
soaking up the deliciousness of the three bronzed males clad in nothing more
than jeans and glistening muscles that flexed and bulged like an offering to
the gods as they forced thick, sticky tar into submission. Their jeans hung low
on strong hips, gripping their powerful thighs like second skins and ending in
scuffed and tarred work boots. What red-blooded woman didn’t get worked up over
a gorgeous shirtless man in work boots?

Heaven help
her, because she needed this distraction to take away her desire for Peter
Lacroux, which went hand in hand with summers on the
Cape and consumed
her in the nine months they were apart. She zeroed in on one particularly
handsome blond construction worker. His hair was nearly white, his jaw square
and manly. She wanted to march right out to the middle of the road that split
the earth between the restaurant and the beach and be manhandled into
submission. Right there on the tar. Wrestled and groped until all thoughts of
Pete evaporated.

“Wipe the
drool from your chin, chica.” Amy Maples handed Jenna a margarita
and, pointedly, a fresh napkin, as she settled into the chair across from her.
“Goodness, woman. What’s up with you this summer? I swear you’re in heat. I can
practically smell your pheromones from over here.”
Jenna gulped
her drink and righted her red bikini top, which was trying its hardest to relieve
itself of her enormous breasts. Even her bikini top was ready for a man.
real man. A man who craved her as much as she craved him.

reluctantly turned away from
and faced her best friends. The women she
had spent her summers with here in
Wellfleet, Massachusetts, for as long
as she could remember and the women she hoped would help her through her most
important summer ever.

Addison Cole is the sweet alter ego of New York
Times and USA Today bestselling and award-winning author Melissa Foster. She
writes humorous and emotional sweet contemporary romance. Her books do not
include explicit sex scenes or harsh language.
Addison spends her summers on Cape Cod, where she dreams up
wonderful love stories in her house overlooking
Cape Cod Bay.

Addison enjoys discussing her books
with book clubs and reader groups and welcomes an invitation to your event.

Addison’s books are available in
paperback, digital, and audio formats.

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Naughty Dirty Cocky by Whitney G.

Naughty Dirty Cocky

by Whitney G.
Publication Date: July 27, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Collection
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Alpha males, sassy heroines, and steamy sex have never been better…

Naughty, Dirty, Cocky is complete the first volume of the New York Times bestselling Steamy Coffee Read Series from Whitney G.

Stay after hours with the Naughty Boss, be sure to get checked out by the Dirty Doctor, and make sure you’re prepared to work both inside and outside the bedroom with the Cocky Client.

Each novella is a standalone that features an alpha hero, feisty heroine, and toe curling sex. (They are also best devoured over a steamy hot cup of coffee)

About Whitney G.

Whitney G. is a twenty-eight-year-old optimist who is obsessed with travel, tea, and great coffee. She’s also a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of several contemporary novels, and the cofounder of The Indie Tea–an inspirational blog for indie romance authors.

When she’s not chatting with readers on her Facebook Page, you can find her on her website at or on instagram: (If she’s not in either of those places, she’s probably locked away working on another crazy story.)

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Skyline by William Ivor Fowkes Blitz

Literary Fiction

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In SKYLINE: TALES OF MANHATTAN, award-winning playwright and author William Ivor Fowkes presents stories of New Yorkers—gay, straight, and confused—making startling connections and discoveries. On the West Side, a man approaching his 60th birthday tries a new haircut, with disastrous consequences. On the East Side, a Park Avenue Republican gets a taste of life on the "down low" in Central Park. In the East Village, a struggling writer papers his kitchen wall with rejection letters. In SoHo, a graphic designer takes drastic steps to get the attention of her editor. At MOMA, a woman physically attacks a man examining a sculpture she doesn't like. Downtown, a transplanted New Orleans cabaret singer deals with life and love in the aftermath of 9/11. There are 19 stories in all—enough to demonstrate that Manhattan's residents are just as striking as the city's celebrated skyline.

About the Author

William Ivor Fowkes is a playwright and author based in Manhattan and Connecticut. His short fiction has been published in many literary journals. His plays have been presented in 20 states and the District of Columbia. Several have been published. Several have been broadcast on the radio. His full-length plays include ALL IN THE FACULTY (Dramatists Play Service), SUNSHINE QUEST (Fresh Fruit Festival), PRIVATE PROPERTY (The Players Ring), THE BEST PLACE WE’VE EVER LIVED (Love Creek Productions), COUPLE OF THE CENTURY (Downtown Urban Theater Festival), THE GERMAN LESSON (Great Plains Theatre Conference Playlabs), and others. His short plays include THE DAKOTA (Best Short Play, Downtown Urban Theater Festival), THE BRAZILIAN DILEMMA (First Prize, McLean Drama Company; film version by Collective NY Films), THE NEXT MOVE (Best New One-Act Play, Brevard Theater), THE SESSION (Pushcart Prize Nominee), TABLE MANNERS IN CHICAGOLAND (Winner, Nor’Eastern Play Writing Contest), AN ACCIDENT IN THE PARK (William Inge Theatre Festival), A REMARKABLE MAN (Gallery Players, Brooklyn), and others. He has been a FINALIST for the Reva Shiner Comedy Award (Bloomington Playwrights Project) and the W. Keith Hedrick Playwriting Contest (HRC Showcase Theatre) and a SEMI-FINALIST for the Playwrights First Award (National Arts Club), the Promising Playwright Award (Colonial Players, MD), and the Princess Grace Playwriting Award. He is a graduate of Yale University (B.A., magna cum laude) and Northwestern University (M.A., PhD) and a member of the Dramatists Guild and the Pulse Ensemble Theatre Playwrights’ Lab. He was formerly a philosophy professor and a marketing executive at several media companies, including Showtime and HBO. He is married to Stephen Michael Smith, a music conductor. His daughters, Laura and Julia, work in the fashion industry in New York City.

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Las Vegas Tales 4 Story Box Set by Amber Malloy

Las Vegas Tales
4 Story Box Set
Amber Malloy

BIN: 08096-02614

Genre: Action, Adventure,
Suspense, Romance,
Erotic, Interracial

Page Count: 117

Even love takes a vacation in Sin City every once in a while.

Four brown beauties tumble head first in love in the last place on earth anyone would look for it… Las Vegas!

The Guardian

Jack Stone has inherited his family’s casino. The only problem? The mob wants it more than he does. If he doesn’t play his cards right, he’ll end up dead. When his high school sweetheart drops back into his life, Jake’s got an even tougher decision -- should he trust the beauty with his life and heart -- again?

High Art

A brilliant painter, Bebe Noel has the goods to make it to the top… just not the social skills. With her financial situation in limbo, she must turn to her deceased benefactor’s husband for help. Will this new arrangement become lucrative for the both of them or fizzle out before it can even get started?

Beauty and the Boxer

Middleweight boxer Cristiano Díaz is in trouble. Unless he can score a quickie marriage he will be deported. He has his eye on a sexy baker, and she’s the only one he wants. Can the boxer convince the curvy vixen to marry him, or will he get knocked out before the first round?

Run, Pussycat, Run

Sullivan McNeill comes to Vegas to snatch lounge singer Kitty Carmichael, the love of his life, away from the bright lights of Sin City. When he finds out she’s trapped in a contract with the devil, he has to figure out a way to save her or lose the woman who holds his heart forever.

Excerpt The Guardian (Las Vegas Tales 1)
Amber Malloy
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2017 Amber Malloy

The last remains
of the Vegas nightlife surrounded his bar, where the showgirls from the
Bellagio ignored last call. Jack Stone cleaned off the glasses with a smile. He
had no choice; this town was a world of its own. Only in Las Vegas would a baby
shower at the witching hour be acceptable. The star act of the Night Review was
not blessing a new life with just any old nightclub but one where old Hollywood
had once clamored to get in.
"To Mindy,
for getting out of the dance race before she got tossed out on her pregnant
ass!" The pack of Amazons cheered at their captain's toast.

"Last ones,
lovelies," Jack called out. "It's time to go."

"Aw, come
on, Jack, one more?" they whined practically in unison.

girls, the big boss would have my head if he knew I kept us open this

"We could
only make it over after the show." The tallest of the tribe reached across
the dark bar to touch his shoulder. "I'm sure you can pull a few

Jack kept his
smile firmly in place, without allowing them to know he was immune to their
charm. "Last one," he repeated with a wink to soften the blow.

"Okay, you
win." Still sparkly from her performance earlier, the replacement showgirl
took her Peppermint Schnapps down like a pro. "What do you say to dinner
tomorrow night after last curtain?"

Since his return
to Vegas three years ago, this was the same song and dance he went through
nightly. He was hip deep in friends with benefit offers. At first he indulged
in the available pool of beauties, a distraction from his true mission. It
would have been easy to keep going, but the sexy woman who had just stepped
into Pauline's consumed his mind and heart.

Lena Mercier
walked upstream of the thin dancers. Toned with curves in all the right places,
she was an artistic statue painted in the vibrant hue of milk chocolate.

"Thanks for
the drinks!" The showgirls headed out of the bar doors in a peal of

"You've got
something of mine, Jack," Lena said in a subtle tone that stopped the
mindless chatter in his head. The Lululemon leggings cupped her perfect ass. It
was her usual travel uniform. She must have just gotten off a plane. A fancy
tank top and light leather jacket topped off her outfit. Her sleek black hair
fell in a swoop in front of her right eye -- a sophisticated cut that showcased
her elegant neck. Jack noted how perfect she looked. Except for the fact she
had left town two weeks ago, and he had no idea where she had gone. It still
aggravated him.

He wiped down
the deep wood and concentrated on the high polish, instead of the sexy woman in
front of him. "Just put your lips together and blow."

She gave him a
cheeky smile before she put her fingers to her mouth and ripped a high-C
whistle. In a matter of moments, the heavy panting of excitement filled the
damn near empty bar. A squat, furry toad ran at full tilt in her direction.
Lena's Frenchie, Harry, hopped on the chair, then the table before he took full
flight through the air. Lena caught the little fucker in the crook of her arm.

Since he never
tired of that circus trick, Jack chuckled. "Nightcap?" Happy to see
his neighbor had made it back home, he tried not to compete for her attention
with the dog.

Jack, I'm beat."

"You want
to talk about it? After all, bartenders are great listeners." He nudged to
get her to open up about her work. Once high school sweethearts, they'd spent
more than a decade apart, and then one day she was back. Since he didn't
believe in coincidence, he had his suspicions why Lena had suddenly showed up
in his life.

"If only
that were true." Lena smiled before she headed toward the door.

"We're not
good listeners?" He wished she would stay and keep him company.

she turned around, stopping short of disappearing into the cool night,
"the part where you're just the bartender."

About the Author:

Amber Malloy dreamed of being a double agent but couldn’t pass the psyche evaluation. Crushed by despair that she couldn’t legally shoot things, Amber pursued her second career choice as pastry chef. When she’s not writing or whipping up a mean Snickers Cheesecake, she occasionally spies on her sommelier. Amber is convinced he’s faking his French accent.

Amber loves to talk to her readers and can be found at

Not his Werewolf by Annie Nicholas blitz

Not his Werewolf
Annie Nicholas
(Not This Series, #2)
Publication date: July 24th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

After being disowned and labelled human because she can’t shift, Betty Newman rescues unwanted dogs to fulfill her need for pack. Being rejected by her birth pack was enough pain for a lifetime and she’ll do anything to avoid subjecting herself to their prejudices.

Things change when Ken Birch wakes in her kennel still in wolf form and declares she’s his soul mate. His presence wakes her feral heart and makes her long for a life she can’t have. Old wounds are opened and she refuses to listen to instinct.

But only a shifter can be a soul mate and now her life is in danger by New Port’s pack. Either Betty learns to shift or she dies. Problem is the only one willing to help is Ken, the last person she wants.

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Author Bio:

Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon's ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont.

Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press.

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Wheeler by Sara Butler Zalesky blitz

Sara Butler Zalesky
Publication date: July 4th 2016
Genres: Adult, Romance, Sports, Suspense

Fate whispers to the warrior, ‘You cannot withstand the storm.’

The warrior whispers back, ‘I am the storm.’

Loren Mackenzie has spent much of her life honing her body to meet the physical challenges of being a professional cyclist in the women’s European peloton. She has also refined the control of her mind, using the power of her emotions in competition to become one of the elite cyclists in the world. After an accident at the Philadelphia International Cycling Classic, Loren must rise to the challenge of leading her team as the Women’s World Tour races across Europe, culminating with the opportunity to compete at the World Championships in Richmond, Virgina.

When a chance meeting develops into a whirlwind romance, what appears to be the perfect relationship threatens to unravel Loren’s tightly wound life. The microscope of tabloid media attention dredges up fears that her past will be unearthed; tragic secrets she has kept buried, even from those closest to her.

Can Loren face the trauma of her past and vanquish the demons within, or will betrayal and obsession ultimately defeat her?

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Loren rose from her chair and began to gather up the cups and plates they had used as Graham watched her through half-closed eyes. She leaned into the table with a grin.

“Are ya gettin’ sleepy?”

He put his hands on her hips to pull her close. “No, are you?”

She licked her lips. “I have to admit, I was enjoying what we were doing before we were interrupted.” Loren raised a brow at him. Graham’s mouth twitched, and he took out his mobile to shuffle through his music. As the first notes of the song began, he stood and extended his hand to her.

“Dance with me?” He drew Loren to him, his eyes never leaving hers as they moved in rhythm with the music. “Hereafter, in a better world than this,” he murmured, “I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.”

Their breath mixed as his lips hovered over hers. He kissed her gently at first, then with increased fervor as his hands glided over the curves of her body. Her positive response urged him into further exploration. It was several minutes before he realized he had laid her back on the table with one of her legs curled over his hip. Graham reluctantly ended their kiss.

“I’m sorry. I-I got a little carried away there,” he said, his breathing unsteady.

Loren kissed him. “We both got a little carried away.”

He helped her return to her feet but couldn’t bring himself to let go. He brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek and kissed her again. Her touch, her smell, the way she felt in his arms; he’d never been so completely at ease with anyone. He pressed his forehead lightly into hers.

“Who are you?”

She backed out of his embrace and offered him her hand. “Loren Mackenzie, pro cyclist. Nice to meet you.”

Graham laughed and shook her hand. “I am so glad I turned around!”

Her chuckle dissolved as she tucked her lower lip in her teeth. “I’d better get you back to your car before we do something we might regret.”

He took a deep breath and licked his lips. “You’re right.” He squinted at her. “How would you, you said you don’t have a car?”

“I have a motorcycle.”

“Oh, I don’t think so, darling.” He released her from his arms.

“Come on.” Loren motioned for him to follow and headed to a shed hidden behind the willow tree. When she opened the doors, the glossy black BMW F800R sport bike glowed in the overhead florescent light.

He scoffed as he placed his hand on the headlamp. “The two of us won’t fit on that.”

“Not that one. This one.” She took the canvas off the matte black Harley-Davidson Night Rod motorcycle. “Anthony’s Harley is bigger than mine.”

Graham’s mouth dropped open. “Wow. That’s…that’s a Harley?” He frowned. “But still…”

She tossed a helmet at him. “Come on. Help me get it out of the stand.” She grabbed the handlebars, and they both gave the bike a push to roll it out of the shed and Loren set the kickstand. “Anthony keeps it in good shape, but it still needs to be ridden every so often,” she said, putting on her helmet. “He converted his garage into a gym, that’s why it’s here.”

“Ah,” he said, holding open the larger gate next to the shed for her as she pushed the Harley down the gravel path to the street. Graham followed her only to stop short at the sight of her on the machine.

“Come on. I’m a professional,” she chuckled and patted the seat behind her. He was grumbling as he donned the helmet, then mounted the seat behind her. His knees were under her arms with his feet on the pegs, and she giggled as she leaned back against him like an easy chair.

“Yes, yes, it’s hilarious,” he muttered, making her laugh harder.

Loren pushed the ignition and the engine rumbled to life beneath them. After knocking the stand with her heel, she eased out the clutch while rolling the throttle to move off down the street. Graham had been holding her waist loosely at first, but as the Harley took off, the burst of speed had him tighten his arms. He could feel her laughing in his embrace.

Loren came to a brief stop at London Road then took a left turn to rumble down the street. Another left turn and they were soon at the car park where she came to a stop next to his car and set the stand again. She was grinning as she took off her helmet as Graham awkwardly dismounted.

“Fun, huh?”

“I reckon I would have preferred to walk,” he complained as he handed her the helmet where she hooked it to the buckle behind her then swung her leg over the bike. She was smiling as she approached.

“Oh, that’s a pity,” she said, sliding her hands around his waist. “I rather liked having your arms around me.”

“You have but to ask, my Lady.” He gathered her in his arms to nuzzle her neck. “I must admit, I would have been quite put out if I had to wait another week to see you.”

“Me, too.”

“Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night ‘til it be morrow.” His voice was a low rumble as he leaned in to kiss her, but stopped. “Well, not actually tomorrow, as you’ll be off to Colchester.”

“Oh, do shut up and kiss me,” Loren laughed.

“Gladly,” Graham murmured and staked his claim to her lips.

Author Bio:

Sara was born in the wee hours of a November night in New York City. When her family moved to a small borough in northwestern New Jersey, she had little choice but to move as well. Self-sufficiency is a tough thing for a toddler.

The dichotomy of being the middle child of three, but the only girl, was difficult, as typically no one really pays attention to a middle child. Mostly, Sara spent her time creating fanciful stories in her head when she should have been focused on other things, an issue that continues to this day.

Most of these stories have never been shared, let alone completed. This all changed in the spring of 2015, when Sara was encouraged by a friend to expand upon a short story she had accidentally emailed to him. The result is 'Wheeler’, a romantic, women's fiction/sport novel, which combines the author's romantic inclinations and her passion for cycling.

Sara currently resides in the suburbs of Philadelphia, PA, with her loving husband and their son. She is a paralegal for a boutique law firm in Chester County, Pa, an avid road cyclist and indoor cycling instructor at a national chain.

Follow the author’s blog at or on Twitter @sarazalesky. She does a little dance every time someone ‘follows’ her on Twitter. Really.

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Hard Escape by Debra Kayn blitz

Hard Escape
Debra Kayn
(Notus Motorcycle Club, #2)
Publication date: July 19th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

A sexy, gripping romantic suspense…

He leads. She follows.

She might have Stockholm Syndrome.

Heidi Lundin has lost her name, her identity, and her past. She’s just another homeless person trying to make it through the night. Until the biker from Notus Motorcycle Club keeps saving her and won’t let her drift back into the shadows.

One moment brings her out into the light, and the people she desperately tried to protect are in danger again.

Glen suspects the woman he caught stealing his wallet and sleeping in the alley behind Vavoom’s Bar isn’t telling him the truth. As a member of Notus Motorcycle Club, he searches for missing persons in partnership with the local police department all the time. Not once has he ever had someone find him. Nothing prepares him for the story Heidi shares or the revelations that come from helping her.

Somewhere in their psyche, beyond their intelligence to decipher facts and know the difference between right and wrong, their love becomes uncontrollable.

—Each book in the Notus Motorcycle Club series is a standalone and can be read on its own.

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Before she talked herself out of sleeping in a bed fit for a rich lady, she grabbed her backpack and tiptoed down the hallway. In front of Glen’s bedroom, she paused. He stood facing away from her and pulled his shirt off by the back of the neck. She gawked, and a hot puff of air escaped her mouth.

Broad shoulders flexed as he threw his shirt toward the other side of the room. She stopped breathing as he turned. Unable to move, she dropped her gaze to his stomach. Rock hard and tan, she could only watch the way his six-pack moved in waves and grew closer. She snapped her chin up and stared at Glen’s face. Uh oh.

“Let’s get something straight. I don’t know what the fuck is going on with you. But, if you try to lift one thing off me, I’ll have no problems hunting you down.” He inhaled through his nose. “Tomorrow, I’m going to straighten your shit out and find out what you were doing trying to sleep in an alley.”

With that, he turned around and dropped his jeans, leaving his boxers on. She stood exactly where he left her mesmerized over his tight ass until he flipped off the light and she could no longer see him.

In the dark, Glen said, “Don’t even think of leaving before I’m up.”

She stared in the direction of his bed. “I’ll leave when I want to leave.”

The lamp beside the bed came on. Glen sat up in bed, the blanket covered him to his hips. “Listen, Blue. I’m dead on my feet. I need sleep. There’s a lock on the bedroom door if you want to use it. You’ll be safe. I don’t feel like dealing with you anymore tonight. If you give a damn about whether I’m in a better mood in the morning, you’ll go take your shower and then go to sleep.”

She moistened her lips. After what seemed like a lifetime of sleeping on the ground or on the floor, a real bed sounded better than the worry over her safety around Glen. She nodded. “Okay. One night.”

“That’s all I need, and then I’ll straighten this shit out in the morning,” he said.

Author Bio:

Debra Kayn is published by Grand Central Publishing, Simon & Schuster Publishing, Carina Press - Harlequin Enterprises Limited, and repped by agent, Stephany Evans of FinePrint Literary Management. She has well over forty contemporary novels available worldwide where heroes and heroines come from the most unlikely characters.

She lives with her family in the Bitterroot Mountains of beautiful North Idaho where she enjoys the outdoors, the four seasons, and small-town living.

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