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Brody: Dawsons of Montana Blurb
When champion bull rider Brody Caldera learns his stepfather has suffered a serious accident, he heads home to the ranch he’d left behind years before. Maybe the clean Montana air of the Six Buckles Ranch, near Yellowstone Park, will help him forget his cheating ex-girlfriend. But returning will also force him to confront another woman, the one he deserted when she needed him most.
Ten years ago, Brody had chosen bucking bulls over booties and bottles, leaving ranch worker Stef Chambers to raise their daughter alone. She’s done her best to cowboy up for the sake of her daughter and build a good life for them. She can’t let Brody’s return change that. Damn the man for breaking her heart once. It won’t happen again. But Stef’s hero-worshipping ten-year-old is enamored by the famous cowboy, and Stef’s best intentions are side-tracked from day one.
Is Brody ready to be the man Stef needs, or is he just taking her for a ride? Brody has troubles of his own, dealing with his injured stepfather and a stepbrother enraged that the family cattle ranch is now a dude ranch. Is he ready to settle down and trade bull riding for a bride?
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He’s just the spark she needs…
Anna Price is an Enologist, a world-renowned expert in anything having to do with wine. Her work at her family’s Crescent Lake Winery in the Finger Lakes region of New York has her feeling as if she’s treading water. There has to be more to life than just wine. Has she lost her spark? She’s jolted when her father suffers a heart attack, then gets a jolt of a different kind from the man taking care of her father.
Colin Grant is a nurse practitioner, specializing in the care of cardiac patients. He’d met Anna once before, but had just ended a long-distance relationship and wasn’t ready for someone new. But this time it’s different. There’s no denying his attraction to the curvy girl who has no idea how beautiful she is.
When Anna is offered a job in France, they may find their growing relationship crushed. How can she say no to the offer of a lifetime? Colin’s job is caring for other people’s hearts; he’s determined not to have his own broken again. Absence doesn’t always make the heart grow fonder. But is it worth the risk, for a lifetime of love?
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Her best hope for survival is the one man she never wants to see again.
Clarissa Maasen is a humanitarian relief worker who’s stationed in Afghanistan. When she and two of her coworkers are kidnapped by insurgents and held hostage, she can only hope that her father, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, will send his best men to rescue them—more specifically, Len Roberts of the Delta Force.
The last time Len saw Clarissa, it did not end on good terms. But he will risk his life to rescue this woman who is never far from his thoughts.
Can he rescue her in time? And will they be able to control the passion erupting between them?
EXCERPT: “Can we take a small tour around the city and enjoy the coolness of the evening?”
“Yeah, we can do that.” Clarissa loved fast speeds, and Len seemed to have remembered that. He sped the Humvee on a few roads in Kabul that were open, with no dense neighborhoods. It felt exhilarating to Clarissa. She stood up a few times, holding on to the top of the windshield, feeling the wind against her face, and her hair going wild. After doing a few rounds, Len pulled up at the US Embassy. Clarissa stood in the vehicle before he came to a stop and yelled, “Woohoo!” The guys standing outside the building turned then gave them the thumbs-up. “That felt so good.”
Len had a lopsided grin on his face. “Yeah. It did feel good. You still want to do that run?”
Len chuckled. “I’ll meet you back here in ten minutes.”
“Okay.” Clarissa hurried to her room to change. She pulled her messy hair into a ponytail, slipped into a pair of shorts with tassels around the hem she’d just bought, a lightweight top, and a new pair of running shoes and socks. When she got to the steps outside to meet Len, he was already there in his army shorts, doing warm-ups and talking to a couple of guys.
“Hi,” Clarissa said to the two men in army garb who were talking to Len. One guy nodded, and the other said, “Hey.”
“I’ll see you at the heli-pad at eleven hundred hours,” Len said. The two men saluted Len and sped quickly down the steps.
Clarissa looked at her watch. They had an hour to get a run in.
“Are you wearing draperies?” he asked.
“What?” Clarissa laughed and looked at him.
He was staring intensely at her shorts. “No. I just thought they were cute.”
Len rolled his eyes. “Hmm. Ready?”
Clarissa did a few body stretches. “Ready.”
They started out slowly. When they came to a street corner, he instructed, “Take a right here.” She started to turn slightly. “Len…”
She stepped into his path accidently, tripping him. As he went down he rolled himself in a somersault and came back up, standing. “Jesus, Clare, you trying to do me in?”
“I’m sorry, Len. I was just going to ask you something.” They quickly picked up their pace for a few more blocks. She wanted to know when he would be going back to the states, but she was afraid of his answer, so she decided not to ask.
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BIO: Constance started writing contemporary romance and romantic suspense fifteen years ago. She was born and raised in Michigan. After working for the State of Michigan for 38 years, she retired. She and her husband moved to Montana and lived in the mountainside of a small town. There, locked in her office overlooking the mountains, was where this story, Operation Code Name: Desert Love, was written. After living in Montana for three years, they moved to Alabama with her cat, Sunny, who owns both her and her husband. Her hobbies include basket weaving, reading mafia romance books, diamond painting, and fiddling at the piano.
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“What the heck is going on?” A man on horseback rode up at breakneck speed and stopped inches from the wagon. Martina shaded her eyes to look up into his face, which was shadowed by the sun behind him and the brim of his hat. She had an impression of broad shoulders and unruly dark hair that nearly brushed his shoulders.
She lifted her chin and faced the man fully. “My name is Martina Owens. Mr. Thorn is expecting me.”
“He does. Right here in this letter.” She dug the dog-eared and folded paper from her pocket, passed it to him, and watched as he unfolded it and smoothed the creases, his frown deepening as he scanned the contents.
Will stared down at the letter, then back up at Martina. “My brother wrote this. Before he was killed, he had some bee in his bonnet about finding me a woman.”
“He paid my way here.”
“And I’m prepared to pay your way back.”
“You’re not getting rid of us that easily,” Martina shot back. Her sharp retort captured his attention for real. His eyes narrowed, the stormy blue deepened.
Just then, she heard a thunder of hoof beats coming their way. When the dust cleared, Martina gave a sigh of relief.
A man dressed all in black dismounted. “Howdy, Will.”
“What brings you out this way, reverend?”
“Came to see you legally wed to this lovely lady.”
Will did a double-take. “On whose say so?”
“Miss Owens stopped by the rectory earlier and showed me the letter of intent. Said you failed to meet her at the train station, and she was a’ feared you mighta got cold feet.”
“There’s been a misunderstanding,” Will said stubbornly. “Harry wrote that letter, not me.”
“Now son,” the reverend said, “you know perfectly well you can’t drag a lady halfway across the country, then turn your back on her the second she gets here. Any lady who travels all this way, with no idea what’s waiting for her at the other end, does so because she has no place to go back to.” He glanced at Martina. “I get that right?”
She gave Will a determined look. “I came prepared to work and it appears to me that you could use some help around here.”
The reverend pulled his bible out of his saddle bag. “Right then. Let’s get started.”
Will sent Marty a surly glance. “You prepared to marry a con?”
She met his gaze, unflinching. “You kill anyone?”
“Steal something that wasn’t yours?”
“Planning to commit any crimes in the future?”
His eyes narrowed. “What is this?” Even though he towered over her by more than half a foot, she lifted
her chin to meet his gaze. “Anyone can make a mistake. I believe everyone deserves a second chance.”
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Brody has his hands full with a murderer next door trying to take over his ranch. Laura broke his heart ten years earlier. Now she’s back, and right in the crosshairs of his sworn enemy.
Laura never stopped loving Brody. And when she learns of his unscrupulous rival’s plan to take his home, she can’t stay away. Even though he rebuffs her help, she is determined to make amends for the past.
Can Brody save the ranch, keep its secrets, extract vengeance and protect Laura? All without losing his heart to her all over again?
A week passed during which Brody never left the ranch, using a multitude of excuses to himself to stick close. Never far from mind was the ridiculous task he’d been set. What did he know about wooing a woman? Unsuccessfully, he tried to stop his mind from going down that dark pathway to the last time he saw Laura.
Or the first.
He’d known right from the get-go that she was above his station, but his ego got the better of him. Made sure she was intrigued by his eighteen-year-old swagger and confidence.
He heaved a sigh. Maybe this little exercise, to woo the schoolmarm, would shake off those cobwebbed memories once and for all.
Brody took his time getting ready. Shaved, slicked down his hair, put on his best shirt and polished his boots. Without a word to anyone he saddled up Phoenix and made his way to Bullet.
The schoolhouse stood off to one side, next to a field where the kids could run around and play, shiny as a new pin. He tilted back his head and studied the exterior of the building. It looked nicer than the one in Yuma. Cleaner too. Red brick must have cost Hawkes a fortune, but the man surely did like to flaunt his wealth.
Slowly Brody dismounted and tied Phoenix to the hitching post out front. Feeling like he was facing his executioner, he made his way up two steps to the front door, only to find it locked tight.
His heart lightened, feeling a reprieve. His steps were lighter, too, as he made his way back to his horse. He’d barely touched the reins, when he heard a female voice behind him.
“Brody. Brody is that you?”
Slowly he turned. Laura stood before him like a vision from the past, one he wasn’t sure was real or imagined. All the pain and confusion from ten years ago rushed through him, filling his head with so much chatter he couldn’t hear a thing.
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One Cinderella Spring A sweet, contemporary Cinderella Romance
The shoe doesn’t fit. . . and neither does the man charming his way into Cindy’s life.
Just when she thought her day couldn’t get any worse, Cindy loses a valuable designer shoe that doesn’t belong to her. When her boss finds out he’ll fire her for sure, and she’ll never save enough for vet school.
Parker can’t resist a damsel-in-distress, especially one as fiercely independent as Cindy. When her efforts to locate the missing shoe fail, he steps in to save the day.
Unfortunately, his efforts to be her Prince Charming backfire and Cindy’s back goes up when she learns of Parker’s interference.
Can he ever win back her trust?
From ONE CINDERELLA SPRING, copyright Kathleen Lawless
Cindy clambered up the ladder, stretched up on tiptoe to replace the shoe box on the very top shelf, then inched her way back down.
When she looked up, Prince Charming stood before her. She hadn’t heard him enter the shop over the drone of the electric fan that was doing its halfhearted best to stir the muggy air. He stood watching her, an admiring half smile on his face. He’d probably been looking up her skirt. Good thing she had her bike shorts underneath.
“Can I help you?” She glanced at the clock on the far wall. Why did people wait until five minutes before closing to wander in?
“If you can’t help me, then I am in big trouble,” he said with a disarming smile.
He could save the charm for someone who appreciated it. Someone who’d swoon at the lethal combination of linebacker shoulders, tousled dark hair, chiseled cheekbones and a killer smile. Rather than swoon, Cindy ran a hand through her haphazard tangle of wavy blond hair, which she kept short in hopes it would stay tidy.
“I’m on the hunt for a pair of shoes. For my sister,” he added.
“Anything in particular?” She noted that the sister line had been tagged in quickly. Lingerie shops or women’s shoes. Men didn’t seem to realize that Cindy didn’t much care if he was planning to wear the purchase himself, or if it really was for his sweetheart. The sister, though. That was a new twist.
He pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket. “She wants a pair of red leather pumps. Size eight, narrow. Do you have any?”
Cindy gave him a long, searching look before she spun around, so quickly she could feel her skirt flutter across her thighs. “Over here.”
There’d been a surge of interest in red pumps ever since she’d posted on the Madronna Beach Local Facebook page that she’d lost a shoe of the same description. Despite the flood of comments on the Cinderella’s Dilemma post, the missing shoe had yet to surface.
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Will pulling her from the murky Mississippi be a mistake or his salvation?
When Mattew McAlister pulls a nearly-drowned woman from the murky waters of the Mississippi, he has no idea what’s in store for him. Or, how easily he’ll willingly give up his carefree, love-em-and-leave-em lifestyle for a chance at real happiness.
Kathryn (Kate) Lowell can’t believe her bad luck. Or the fact she’s somehow been transported from the twenty-first century back to the post Civil War south. Worse yet, into the arms of the one man she grew up hating. The man she blames for her father’s recent demise.
Can these two off-kilter and infinitely stubborn individuals fight their mutual attraction? Or, will they give in to the inevitable? And, when the time comes, will Kate choose to stay with Matt in the past, or return to her former life?
Kate shifted the neon green tote bag higher on her shoulder. The added weight of the strongbox containing her father’s few possessions made the short walk to the end of the pier more difficult than it should have been. Behind her, the sun beat down mercilessly, its searing rays reflecting off the water and heating the dock’s wooden planks, until Kate could feel their warmth through the soles of her canvas shoes.
Less than a dozen feet separated her from the ghostly remains of the devil her father had chased for the majority of his life. The only visible signs of the Lucky Lady’s existence were the tarnished hull and splintered railings that shone as she listed on her side in an unforgiving river.
She stopped at the end of the dock and surveyed her surroundings. The waters of the Mississippi River were a sickening muddy brown, their banks strewn with broken bottles and empty fast-food containers. Graffiti covered the retaining walls, scribbled in vibrant shades of red, black and orange, a painter’s palate of obscenities intensified by the bright sunlight.
Kate lowered her head, intent on one last moment of reflection, one last farewell. She rummaged inside her pocket for the envelope of flower petals she planned to scatter across her father’s watery grave, encountering instead the cool surface of her father’s silver dollar. A treasure from the early 1860s and Joseph Lowell’s second most prized possession, the coin had been found at the water’s edge by the coast guard recovery team and given to Kate when she arrived to settle her father’s affairs.
Clutching the large coin tightly in her hand, she whispered, “Why daddy? Why didn’t you get off the boat while you still could? I wish I knew where you were.” Kate tucked the coin in her pocket, and drew a deep breath for strength. “I wish I had one more chance to tell you how much I love you.”
“Come back, my love.”
The voice…the one from her dreams…echoed around her, through her. Kate spun quickly, bracing herself for a face-to-face encounter. The weight of the tote bag threw her off balance. She did her best to compensate, stretching her arms out at her sides for balance and dropping her purse in the process.
Too late she realized how close she’d wandered to the edge of the dock. With barely enough time to draw a breath, Kate fell backward into the water, the rock-like weight of the strongbox dragging her deeper, the murky water of the Mississippi River swallowing her whole.
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Like most authors, Nancy began writing at an early age, usually on the walls and with crayons or, heaven forbid, permanent markers. Her love of writing often made her the English teacher’s pet which, of course, resulted in a whole lot of teasing. Still, it was worth it.
Nancy has published over thirty-five books in full-length, novella, and short format.
When not writing (which is almost never), Nancy dotes on her five wonderful grandchildren and looks forward to traveling and reading when time permits. Nancy lives in Atlantic Canada where she enjoys the relaxed pace and colorful people.
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BAKED WITH LOVE ( A Match Made in Heaven, book 3)
Release date 12.9.2020
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Innkeeper Maureen O’Dowd lives to cook and bake, spoils her family and friends, and is an expert at keeping secrets, especially about the man who’s held her heart for years.
Police Chief Lucas Alexander is dealing with an aging father and a moody teenage son, and he’s in love with a woman who only wants to be friends.
How can these two fiercely private people reveal their feelings for one another without destroying the friendship they already have? And if they’re successful, will another secret, if revealed, drive a wedge between Maureen and Lucas that can never be repaired?
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For the past few years, April Johnson has watched her brothers and sister fall in love and marry, and now she wants that for herself as well.
When Noah Donner steps into April Johnson’s veterinary clinic a few days after Christmas in need of someone to adopt his ailing grandfather’s schnauzer, there is no way she can say no to those blue-green eyes and Captain America shoulders. Noah’s, not the pooch’s, although little Pookie’s eyes have her in a puddle, too. And it’s just her luck that the kind-hearted soldier is being deployed in a few weeks.
Noah is overwhelmed with gratitude when he learns April is visiting his grandfather while he’s away. And when the letters and care packages start arriving, Noah can’t help the feelings that grow for her. When he returns for the holidays and sees April in person, he gets to witness her generosity and smiles firsthand. She’s even more beautiful–inside and out–in person than she is in her letters. But has he misinterpreted her acts of kindness or could there be something more between them than peppermints and packages?
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