Going Pecans Blog Hop

banner5 (1)I was asked to participate in the Going Pecans blog hop by \my good friend author Gina Henning.

About  Going Pecans

Front Cover Going PecansA warm pie. A tasty guy. Happy Thanksgiving indeed.

Homecomings for Lauren Hauser are always filled with delicious food and hopes for a distraction from her quirky family. The only exception with this visit: she’s been given the challenge of preparing her grandmother’s pie.

Set out on a journey for pecans, Lauren stumbles into Jack a guy who despite his charm (and kissable lips) appears to be in a committed relationship…with his career. His main concern is taking care of a last minute errand for a client, not Lauren or her quest for the key ingredient.

Frazzled in more ways than one, Lauren’s journey improves when Jack rescues her from an icy walk. Attraction and tension rise and soon pecans aren’t the only things getting toasty in the kitchen.


Amazon link: Going Pecans

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Blog Post for Going Pecans Blog Hop

Going pecans is a euphemism for the old expression going nuts. We’ve all had that experience. In fact, I’ve had it so many times, I couldn’t decide which time to discuss. Since Gina gave the option, I’ll post an excerpt from Just for the Weekend, when my heroine Cleo does indeed go pecans.

To set the scene, Cleo has just awoken with a hangover of epic proportion and absolutely no idea what happened the night before:

Just for the Weekend cover.Whoa! Take it easy. If the planet will just stop spinning a second, I’ll be fine. 

Cleo stood gingerly and walked to the bathroom. She washed her puffy face—too much alcohol, not enough sleep—took two acetaminophen tablets she found there, and then returned to the bedroom. Her stomach roiled.

So this is a hangover. Not good.

She wrapped herself in one of the bathrobes she found on the floor at the foot of the bed and padded out to the living room for some water. She stopped dead as the scent and color hit her. Given the precarious state of her stomach, the aroma of what must surely be a hundred roses nauseated her.

The room was filled with blooms in every imaginable color. Why in the world would Sam send so many? She blinked her eyes and saw a card on the table. She reached for it and opened it.

Good morning, Mrs. Mason.

I hope the headache isn’t too bad. I have business to attend to, but I’ll be back by two. Think about where you’d like to go for our honeymoon. I have a couple of suggestions.

Love, Sam

Her heart pounded wildly. Her breath caught in her throat, and she felt as if the world had stopped spinning and reversed itself. For a brief moment, she was elated.

Mrs. Mason? 

The wonder of it thrilled her. The handwriting on the card was definitely his. It was bold and large, an extension of the man himself. She plopped into the nearest chair and stared at the note in her hand, awed by what the words implied.

She looked around the room, trying to find something to kick start her brain. Further along the table was a picture of the two of them standing in front of a pair of white and gold wedding bells. Instant Bliss Chapel was emblazoned in gold under the picture along with the names Sam and Cleo Mason, and the date. She stared at the number. July fifth. She’d been married earlier today. You’d think she’d remember her own wedding. That wasn’t something a girl was supposed to forget.

She scrutinized the photograph. She and Sam were smiling, arms wrapped around each other, their left hands clasped in front of them. She wore her white eyelet dress, the silver and turquoise jewelry Sam had bought her at the Skywalk, and on her wild hair sat what was definitely a small veil. She held three red silk roses in her hand—the same three roses sitting on the table beside the photograph. Her eyes were a little glazed, but she looked deliriously happy as did Sam beside her. In fact, he had a smug, sappy, satisfied look on his face as if he’d just gotten exactly what he’d wanted. She’d seen the look on the faces of too many five-year-olds not to recognize it.

Cleo gazed at her left hand holding his in the photograph and then examined her hand. The gold band in the picture decorated her left ring finger. She shook her aching, throbbing head from side to side. She didn’t feel like a new bride. She felt confused and sick—suddenly, deathly

The implications of what she was seeing roared into her mind like a freight train out of

Oh God. What have I done? I’ve married a man I’ve known less than forty-eight hours.

I’ve married a male stripper! How the hell am I going to tell Dad? This can’t be real.

Black spots floated in front of her eyes, signaling the onset of a migraine. Her head pounded so hard she was sure it would split open. The sickly sweet smell of the roses gagged her. She barely made it to the bathroom before she was violently sick. Empty, trembling, more miserable than she’d felt in years, she stood at the basin and splashed cold water over her face. How had this happened? She looked over at the shower and the images of what had happened in there warmed her. She started to relax, enjoy the sensations the recollection spread through her body, until the reality of what she’d done hit her once more. It had to have been the champagne!

Oh God! How could I have been so stupid, so careless?

She’d had sex; copious sex; wonderful, mind-blowing sex, with a male entertainer who probably screwed women for a living. Horror filled her as she realized something else: they hadn’t used protection.

Cleo’s half-crazed imagination went wild. She could have caught some terrible sexually transmitted disease. Hell, she could be dying! Even worse, she could be pregnant. Sam would have expected her to be on the pill or something. Every horrible image from every health class video she’d ever be forced to watch danced through her mind.

Like an automaton, she walked back to the table and slipped into the closest chair. What was she going to do?

Think, Cleo, think!  she ordered herself, but her brain adamantly refused to obey. She put her head down on the table and let the tears flow. She’d been raised with a strict moral code, one she’d always followed, not because she had to, but because she wanted to. She never acted impulsively. She always took the time to weigh every choice she made. Mitch was right; Cleo had never had to make a tough decision and that was the way she liked it, but now?  She’d thrown all her values out the window and where did that leave her? To say she was morally bankrupt was an exaggeration, but she certainly had shown a complete disregard for the ethical values that had made her who she was. Somehow being married to a stranger who happened to be an exotic dancer wasn’t going to be one of her finer moments. She had to figure a way out of this before anyone learned the truth.

She reached for the marriage certificate on the table. Son of a bitch! She’d signed her real name, although, drunk as she must have been, the signature was wobbly and hard to recognize.

Maybe Sam wouldn’t be able to see the difference between Cleo Jones and C. C. James written all as one word. Who the hell were Roy McNamara and Dolores Howard listed as the witnesses Reverend John Howard had officiated? She stared at the certificate feeling like Alice through the looking glass. Was it legal? If you got married totally out of it, did it count?

Panic filled her. Was all this part of some clever scam leading to blackmail? She’d seen a news program on that topic just a few months ago. It had been about a place in Mexico or Columbia, she wasn’t sure which. She moved as quickly as her pounding head and unsettled stomach would allow into the bedroom and checked the bedposts for hidden cameras. There was a smoke detector in the ceiling above the bed. Could a camera be hidden in there? She thought of all the things she’d done in that bed and felt the color drain from her face. Was she going to end up on some porno site on the Internet? She’d lose her job for sure!

She looked at the clock. It was almost twelve thirty. Sam’s note said he’d be back by two. She needed to get away as fast as she could. If she disappeared, she couldn’t dig the hole any deeper. She thought of Liz’s comment yesterday. Had Sam been clairvoyant?

She needed time to think, time to process what had happened to her, and time to figure out what the worst case scenario could be. She had to pray she hadn’t told him the truth last night and he wouldn’t know where to find her.

Want to know how our heroine makes her escape? You can pick up a copy of Just for the Weekend at


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Meet My Character Blog Tour Say Hello to Jason Spark from On His Watch

I’ve been invited by the lovely Christy Newton, author and friend, to participate in this Meet My Character Blog Tour. I want to thank Jane Hunt for providing the platform for this post as well as Christy Newton’s  character blog for Remy Rosetto from A Guide to Love. Please check on the links provided to learn more about Remy and Christy’s awesome book.

Now, it’s my turn to introduce you to FBI Special Agent Jason Spark, the hero in my recently released novel, On His Watch.

Jason was injured in the line of duty, and after he left the hospital, he chose to go back home to recuperate. While he was there, his older brother, the sheriff of Larosa, got hitched. The man who was supposed to fill in for him couldn’t, so, bored and wanting to help his brother out, Jason agreed to step in for the honeymoon. That decision may have saved lives, but it cost him many sleepless nights.

At 6’3”, well-toned and almost back to his old self. Jason has collar-length, sandy blond hair and the most beautiful blue-gray eyes. His nose is a  bit large, but suits his face perfectly and he has dimples, rarely seen because of his serious nature. He has a few small scars here and there, thanks to his job, and always sports a five o’clock shadow by four. He’s rugged and good looking, not Hollywood handsome, but if he came looking for me, I wouldn’t run away.

Jason’s learned the hard way that he doesn’t always play well with others, especially those of the opposite sex. He’s been burned a time or two and plans to go solo for the rest of his life. He doesn’t always play by the book, and sometimes jumps to conclusions that comeback and bite him on the ass. He leads with his gut and unfortunately, it’s gotten him into hot water a time or two. His job with the FBI isn’t to analyse and solve crimes, but to serve and protect those in danger. This case is personal and he vows no one else is going to die on his watch.

Book Blurb

On His WatchWhat starts as a quiet evening alone watching football turns into the night from hell for FBI agent Jason Spark, who is covering sheriff duties for his honeymooning brother. He thought the 911 call was a butt dial but instead stepped into a bloodbath, complete with writing on the wall. It’s a scene straight out of a slasher movie—a dead physician, his son, and his wife so badly beaten, it’ll be a miracle if Nikki Hart survives.


When Nikki Hart awakes from a coma, she’s terrified. She doesn’t know her name, recognize her face, or remember anything about herself and her past. She clings to the memory of the angel who comforted her in her darkest moments, but no one in the world she wakes up in resembles the good guy.


Evidence in the case leads Jason to The Butcher, a hired assassin usually contracted by the Sicilian mob, a man who doesn’t quit until the job’s done. News of Nikki’s recovery puts her in the killer’s sights again. Jason will do whatever it takes to protect the woman he’s learning to love. But can he save her from a vicious killer intent on earning his million dollar fee and his employer bent on revenge?


And when the smoke clears, can Nikki ever forgive the secret role he played in her injuries?

 Buy links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/His-Watch-Susanne-Matthews-ebook/dp/B00MIMHNFI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1407754755&sr=8-1&keywords=on+his+watch

Kobo:  http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/on-his-watch

Barnes and Nobles: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/on-his-watch-susanne-matthews/1120082647?ean=9781440584398

 Excerpt from On His Watch:

“Run, damn it, run!” Jason Spark shouted at the Oakland Raider receiver racing down the field. “Yes!” He jumped up as the football player slammed the ball into the turf after scoring a touchdown. “It’s about time.” With eleven minutes left in the second quarter, the game was tied.

He drained his can of beer just as a commercial came on the screen and headed into the kitchen to nuke a bag of popcorn. Commercials were great—just long enough to replenish the snacks and not miss any of the action.

He was on his way out of the kitchen when his cell phone rang. Damn! He checked this watch—9:15—who the hell would call when the game was tied? Why couldn’t they wait for halftime? He pulled the phone out of his pocket, checked the number, and sighed. Maybe he should let it go. He wasn’t on duty tonight. His brother, Rick, would be back in a couple of hours to resume his role as sheriff of Larosa. Yeah, but I did agree to cover for him, even if this isn’t my gig. He answered the call, before it could go to voicemail.

“Yeah, Molly, what’s up?”

“Sorry to bother you, Jason. Is Rick back yet?”

“Nope. I don’t expect him back until after midnight. The man’s on his way home from his honeymoon; let’s not take him away from his bride their first night back.” He chuckled. “What have you got?”

“I need someone to check out a nine-one-one call. No one’s talking, but according to the operator, someone’s getting tortured over there. She’s probably exaggerating, but the line’s still open. We’ve got an address.”

“Probably nothing but a butt dial while some kid’s watching a slasher movie.” Butt dials were a pain and happened far too often. In the five months he’d been in Larosa, he’d seen Rick deal with a dozen or more.

Jason sighed. “I’m assuming you called me because Buck was busy, not to ruin my night off?”

“Now, Jason, would I do that?” She laughed. “Buck’s over at the Purple Grape dealing with a bar fight. Pete’s still on vacation, and Lisa’s on dinner break. You know how cranky she gets if she doesn’t eat.”

He laughed good-naturedly. Lisa might be able to wrestle a grizzly in that mood, and he didn’t want to be on the receiving end of one of her tongue lashings if he interrupted her meal. He’d made that mistake once.

“You guys need to convince Rick to hire a part-time deputy. Okay. What’s the address? If I don’t get the phone turned off, it’ll tie up the line all night.”

“Sixty-five Vintner Drive. That’s at the far end of town near the lake. It’s Dr. Hart’s home, just a couple of blocks away from the new clinic.”

“I know where the clinic is. I’ve been there a few times. This shouldn’t take too long. Tell the operator someone’s on the way to check it out.”








MidWeek Tease: Because You Asked, A Bit More From On His Watch

midweekteaseHello and welcome to another exciting hump day mid week tease. I’m putting this together late Tuesday night because I’m pulling Grandma duty this week. School starts on September 2, but there is no Daycare available this week, so Grandpa and I have stepped up to the plate. That being said, Sandra had a few mechanical difficulties this week, so I’m posting last week’s list and adding two new authors to the group. Make sure you stop off and visit Danielle Doolittle and Meredith Daniels.

On His Watch was released last week and I’m awed by the reviews it’s gotten so far. The Reading Cafe began it’s review with: Move over Alfred Hitchcock, this wonderful suspense/romance is a must read if you love action and romance all in an incredibly well written bundle! If I could rate this truly…this would be off my scale!   Night  Owl Reviews gave it five stars and made it a top pick: This story was very moving … I truly recommend this book and it was a great read.

Book Blurb:

On His WatchWhat starts as a quiet evening alone watching football turns into the night from hell for FBI agent Jason Spark, who is covering sheriff duties for his honeymooning brother. He thought the 911 call was a butt dial but instead stepped into a bloodbath, complete with writing on the wall. It’s a scene straight out of a slasher movie—a dead physician, his son, and his wife so badly beaten, it’ll be a miracle if Nikki Hart survives.


When Nikki Hart awakes from a coma, she’s terrified. She doesn’t know her name, recognize her face, or remember anything about herself and her past. She clings to the memory of the angel who comforted her in her darkest moments, but no one in the world she wakes up in resembles the good guy.


Evidence in the case leads Jason to The Butcher, a hired assassin usually contracted by the Sicilian mob, a man who doesn’t quit until the job’s done. News of Nikki’s recovery puts her in the killer’s sights again. Jason will do whatever it takes to protect the woman he’s learning to love. But can he save her from a vicious killer intent on earning his million dollar fee and his employer bent on revenge?


And when the smoke clears, can Nikki ever forgive the secret role he played in her injuries?


Buy links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/His-Watch-Susanne-Matthews-ebook/dp/B00MIMHNFI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1407754755&sr=8-1&keywords=on+his+watch

Kobo:  http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/on-his-watch

Barnes and Nobles: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/on-his-watch-susanne-matthews/1120082647?ean=9781440584398

 This weeks tease:

She floats on a blood red sea of fire. Pain, so much pain. There’s nothing here but agony. Something forces air into her aching chest and sucks it out again. Hot knives stab her brain. This torture is unbearable. What has she done to deserve this suffering? 

She wants to open her eyes. She needs to tell someone something important, but her mouth won’t cooperate. Her body no longer obeys her commands. Instead it sinks and bobs up again in this ocean of agony. Make it stop, make it go away. 

A body drifts over to hers, its large brown eyes open, condemning her. “Why did you let this happen?” it asks before sinking beneath the surface. A smaller body bobs up, lets out a mewling cry, and disappears. Dead mice float all around her, and she tries to get away from them, but she can’t move. The Cheshire cat grins at her and drops more vermin carcasses into the sea.

A fire-scarred demon, wearing a necklace of diamonds and blood-red-tipped fingers, rises Poseidon-like out of the water, sneers at her, and walks away, a metal instrument clutched in its clawed hand. 

Strange voices yell disconnected phrases into the gloom. “This is all your fault … You asked for this, bitch … If you hadn’t mollycoddled him like that, I wouldn’t have to discipline him … Dogs are vile creatures. I won’t have them in my house … So, you like it rough … It’s what our employer said to write … There’s no one upstairs.”

She flinches at each phrase as if the words are on the end of a whip, branding her with each stroke. Other voices speak from far away, their words low and garbled. The torturous ocean swallows them and leaves only their faint echo behind. 

The sea bubbles once more, and her fear intensifies. He’s coming for her. A black-haired demon walks along the surface coming closer and closer. She tries to flee. The pain he’ll inflict will be more than she can endure. Her body is a seething mass of confusion, fear, and anguish. Is this Hell? He reaches out a skeletal hand and grips her shoulder. Cold fills her, and the pain increases. She can’t take much more of this. Suddenly, it’s gone. Warmth fills her. He’s back. He’ll keep the monsters away. 

She fought her way out of the emptiness surrounding her. She’d tried to do it earlier, but there’d been so much pain that she’d descended into the oblivion of nothingness again, where the demons chased her and the angel came and comforted her. She moaned softly, and the sound vanished into the hiss of noises filling the room. She was stiff and sore, as if she’d been in the same position for an eternity. She opened her eyes, but the left one didn’t want to cooperate. The bright light hurt, and she closed her eyes once more.

She ached, and the pain seemed concentrated in her left hand and inside her head, like the worst hangover she could imagine. That must have been quite a party—why didn’t she remember it? Just how much did she drink?

And what the hell did she do to her hand? It was rigid, throbbed like the dickens, and she didn’t seem to be able to move her fingers. She slowly opened her eyes again, looked down, and found her hand encased in a plaster cast. She tried to turn her head, but her neck was stiff, and the slight motion sent pins and needles careening through her body and stabbing pain through her skull.

What the hell happened to me?

The room wasn’t familiar, but she recognized it for what it was—a private room in a hospital. She slowly forced her head to turn to the left and stared at a white-haired woman sitting in the chair under the window, holding rosary beads, her head bent in prayer. There was nothing familiar about this person, and when she tried to think about it, her head ached even more. 

“Water.” She forced the word from her dry throat. If the woman was going to hang around here, she might as well be useful. 

The woman jumped to her feet. “Nicole! Nicole, you’re awake, honey? The doctor said you’d wake up today, but I didn’t dare hope.”

Nicole? Who the hell’s Nicole?

I hope you enjoyed this little snippet. Now, stop over and visit the other great teasers this week. 

1. Sandra Bunino

2. The Reese Ryan Diaries

3. Kiru Taye Writes

4. Essence Write

5. Scandalous Stories

6. S. J. Maylee

7. Erin M. Leaf

8. Living the Dream

9. Siobhan Muir

10. Flirty & Feisty Romance Blog

11. Doris O’Connor

12. Carlene Love Flores

13. London’s Scribbles

14. Meredith Daniels

15. Raven McAllan

16. Danielle Doolittle

17. Lucy Felthouse








Look Who Dropped By Today: Anais Morgan

It’s my pleasure to once again have Anais Morgan on my blog. Today, She’s here to tell you about her latest novel released ion August 25th, Blood and Gold.  

Have you ever heard of a blood slave? Betty is here to tell us how it works!


Hello, my name is Betty. I work for the south-eastern branch of the Vampire Society. Their group is exactly how they sound. Vampires have been a part of this world as long as humans. Of course, they choose to keep it a secret. I’ve never been told why they made that choice early on, but at this point they continue to do so because it would cause a war between humans and vampires, ending in too much human bloodshed and not enough vampire food.

I am human and am the sole blood provider for my boss, Deacon Wictred. He is the head of our division. I do want to make it clear that I am not a blood slave, but as his assistant I do have to devote myself, and my blood, to him. Personally, I don’t mind. Deacon would be angry if I said this, but he’s much softer than he leads on.

Anyways, back to the blood slaves. A religious group called The Order made a deal with vampires. If The Order provides a blood slave-a human whose purpose is to feed vampires when needed-then the vampires will refrain from hunting on the streets. Vampire Society thinks this is a joke, but they go along with it so a war isn’t started.

This is where my job comes in. One of my most important tasks is to contact The Order and request a slave. In the case of Deacon’s younger brother, Solomon, he gave me a list of the kind of blood slave he wanted. Simple things like female, a virgin (vampires say that innocent blood is sweeter), one that has rarely taken medicine (it pollutes the blood), young (although slaves must be eighteen), and that’s about it.

The Order takes my request and searches their orphanages-housing for children without parents but really a prison to keep the slaves safe until they’re chosen. They will then deliver the slave to the house in need.

At that point, I’m out of the picture. The Order has asked that the vampires try with everything in their power to keep the blood slaves alive for as long as possible. Some manage. Solomon Wictred has only had a few blood slaves in twenty five years of life.

When the blood slave dies, I find the resources to get rid of the body, and then the process starts over again.

My job has a lot more detail than that, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about finances and paperwork.

While my job isn’t something I would have ever chosen for myself, I do enjoy it. I also have to do a lot of compartmentalizing. Sanity is most important.

So, I hope this helps you to understand how the blood slave process works. Curious what it’s like from a slave’s point of view?

Check out Blood and Gold by Anais Morgan.

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Gold-Wictred-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00MQHIJH6/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1408321258&sr=8-2&keywords=anais+morgan

All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-bloodandgold-1598864-340.html

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/467927

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/blood-and-gold-anais-morgan/1120160003?ean=2940046273359&itm=1&usri=2940046273359

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id910048625

About Blood and Gold:

She will feed them or die. Or both.

Just when eighteen-year-old Mary Scott is ready to go to culinary school, she’s captured and held prisoner by The Order-a religious group that sells humans to vampires. Mary is sent to become the blood slave to the Wictreds, a family of three vampires. There’s Deacon, the gentleman with a short temper, Solomon, sarcastic one with some serious mood swings, and Cain, the child-like one that has a problem with self control. Her only hope is to escape, but she has a single chance. If she’s caught she’ll be killed to keep her silent.

As time passes, Mary’s days become numbered. After all, she has only so much blood. The longer she’s in the house, the more time she spends with Solomon. When he’s not toying with her, he’s actually a nice guy and protects her from his brothers. Mary loves his company and soon his presence makes her heart flutter. But humans and vampires must be separate, and Deacon will do anything to keep the family honor intact.



Look Who Dropped By Today: Forever Heroes Cover Reveal

Hello. I’m really excited to be part of the cover reveal for the new Forever Heroes Anthology Ten of today’s best selling authors  bring you ten full length novels of Courage, Sacrifice, and Love.

Forever Heroes Cover


Lynsie Fox has what she considers to be a perfect life. Married to Lincoln, a military pilot, she’s living the Army life she’s always loved. Being a sucker for great love stories, Lynsie makes it her mission to find Lincoln’s best friend and co-pilot, Dax Adams, a good woman. 

Losing the one woman he’s ever loved, Dax attempts to be a good sport by playing along in Lynsie’s match-making scheme. However, Dax is certain he will never get the woman of his dreams. 

But life doesn’t always fly smoothly. When turbulence strikes, Lynsie watches her world crash and burn around her, leaving her empty with broken wings. Despite her grief, can she mend the pieces back together and learn to fly again?


Being born an “Army Brat”, Erika Ashby has been residing in Oklahoma the last 10 years finally putting an end to the nomad tendencies she had grown accustomed to. She’s a happily married woman who has 5 kids between her and her husband. She has an insane passion for music and embraces her Inner Groupie any chance she has. It wasn’t until the age of 29 that she realized she also had a hidden passion for reading; before then she claimed to have hated it. Six months after unlocking that deep desire she never knew she held, she turned the key to another chapter of her life which has become the desire to write. And the rest is still history in the making. 



Allie Anderson has encountered more heartache than any one person deserves to experience. She’s lost her father to cancer, her brother to war, and the love of her life-Wyatt, took her most prized possession and vanished without notice. Wyatt once held Allie’s heart in the palm of his hand-he crushed it.

Blake, Allie’s best friend turned lover is everything she needs; he’d give her the moon if she asked for it, but there’s one problem-he wants Allie entirely.How can Allie give herself to Blake when she’s not sure there’s a her to give away? Allie’s heart is like a puzzle that’s unfinished and missing pieces-it’s impossible to put together.

After being MIA the last four years, Wyatt returns home. Allie’s forced to make a decision on who she wants or who she believes she needs. No matter who she chooses someone will be devastated.

Allie’s life begins to fall into place, her heart begins to heal, and happy is no longer a foreign emotion-until she’s betrayed by the two people she trusted most.


Julie resides in a small town just outside of Nashville, TN. Living with her husband, twin boys, and prissy princess; she’s always on the move. She enjoys any and all things chocolate. She has an addiction to caffeine and consumes unhealthy amounts of coffee. When she’s not at home chasing after her rambunctious kiddo’s, you will find her cuddled into the side of her loves arms, watching a movie, reading a book, typing up the craziness that consumes her mind, or in class. Her motto is to live like it’s your last day on Earth, laugh until your stomach aches, and love until you heart stops beating. Also, never judge another, you don’t know their struggles.



Life is all about the jigsaw, right? Finding the different puzzle pieces to complete your very own picture. A career you love, a house to make a home, a lover to complete you, and keep you warm at night. 

Danielle Renton has a life, and she loves it. A recent law school graduate, she’d been floored when her boyfriend, Nate Lewis, enlisted during their sophomore year of college. At the time, she’d been concerned with what that meant for them as a couple, but in the years that followed, they’d learned to adapt to the logistics of an army relationship.

But when life throws her a curve ball, how will she cope? Can she pick up the pieces and make her picture beautiful again? Or does she realize that, sometimes, the pieces can be too broken to fit back together…


Rebecca lives near the shore towns of New Jersey, with her husband and two kids. When she’s not writing she loves reading and watching SOA and TrueBlood.



Brittan McKenna’s life was perfect. After getting engaged to her high school sweetheart her happily ever after seemed to be all planned out. However after 9/11 her fiancé drops out of college to enlist; Brittan’s life takes a swift turn.During his tour she tried to stay strong and hold onto the hope that he’d soon return to her, but then the unthinkable happens and she gets the news every military spouse prays they never have to hear.

On the day Cane died, Brittan believed her heart had died along with him…or so she thought until her passion for music causes her to blaze a new trail testing fate and “tempting tomorrow”.

Eight years marks the anniversary of Cane’s death when Brittan sets eyes upon Jordon; a guitarist whose shrouded in mystery and a world class bad boy for her bands opening act, Tempting Tomorrow. Will he have that spark to set Brittan’s heart a light? After swearing off love will Brittan allow herself to feel again after years of trying anything to numb her pain and heartache? 

Does Jordon have what it takes to win her heart and make Brittan love again?

 Falling for a rock star is a dangerous game, but it’s a hopeless task when you both have hidden demons.

 For Jordon love does not exist… not until he meets the lovely Brittan who has the power to tame the untameable beast inside of him.

Will Brittan open her heart to love or will she sabotage the relationship before it even has a chance?


Bestselling Author of the Savannah Series. I published my first novel Irresistible Desire last March, and since then it’s been whirlwind year! I love my die hard fans #KaydensAngels!

 I’m 29yrs old and the mother of three gorgeous children ranging in the ages of 10, 6 and 2. I also run Bailey Boopers Boutique full time along with writing. I love to stay busy!! I love traveling and the beach, so I’m excited to mix the two when I travel to FL, TX, AL, NC, CA..ect through out the yr meeting my kick ass fans!!



THIS IS A STAND-ALONE, Contemporary Romance: Due to language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. 

For some people falling in love was a happy, glowing experience. For Briar Kelly and Arrow Donovan it was more like getting hit by a freight train. 

Caring for one another was never an easy feat. They constantly fought to hold their feelings inside, not wanting to jeopardize their friendship. Then, Arrow left for the Marines, and everything changed. Briar was shattered. Arrow was hurt. 

 While Briar told herself she’d never let another man affect her in such a way, Arrow still remained in the forefront of her mind. For Arrow, his memories of Briar kept him alive in both of his near death experiences. When Arrow’s demons threatened to drag him under, Briar was there, pulling him from the darkness. 

 “What ifs” keep piling up while resentment and redemption battles continue; will Briar and Arrow be able to find their happily ever after, or will this be one war that Arrow can’t win?


Bayli Lane didn’t realize how much she loved creating a world from nothing until college. She went to Marian University where she majored in Communications but in her spare time wrote and read. Her love for reading is what really brought out her desire to create her own novel. After starting loads of stories and not finishing them, she finally decided it was time to put her passion to work. Bayli lives with her husband, Tim, in Indiana where she is probably sitting with a large cup of coffee and her computer working on her next book. 



Book #1 in a two part series!

Mags McManus has just become a war widow in her mid-twenties. Her late husband, Randy, left for the Army right after their wedding. Instead of celebrating his homecoming and living in marital bliss with her soulmate, Mags finds herself living in constant agony. Dealing with the guilt of still living without Randy, are Randy’s best friends and parents. 

Rising from the ashes of this tragedy, Mags starts to learn how to love and trust again, finally being able to find happiness. But sometimes things really are too good to be true and again Mags learns how cruel the world can be as she crashes back down.

**18+ for sexual situations, cursing, and adult content.***


You want to know more about me? Well, let’s see…
I am just an average twenty-something following my dreams. I have a full time “day job” and by night I am author. I guess you could say that writing is like my super power (I always wanted one of those). I am the lover of wine, sushi, football and the ocean; that is when I am not wrapped up in the literary world. 
Please feel free to contact me to chat about my writing, books you think I’d like or just to shoot the, well you know.
A portion of all my royalties are donated to The Marcie Mazzola Foundation.



Ryan Kendall is broken. He understands pain. He knows the hand of violence and the ache of loss. He knows what it means to fail those who need you. Being broken doesn’t stop him wanting the one thing he can’t have; Finlay Tanner. Her smile is sweet and her future bright. She’s the girl he grew up with, the girl he loves, the girl he protects from the world, and from himself.

At nineteen, Ryan leaves to join the Australian Army. After years of training he becomes an elite SAS soldier and deploys to the Afghanistan war. His patrol undertakes the most dangerous missions a soldier can face. But no matter how far he runs, or how hard he fights, his need for Finlay won’t let go.

Returning home after six years, one look is all it takes to know he can’t live without her. But sometimes love isn’t enough to heal what hurts. Sometimes people like him can’t be fixed, and sometimes people like Finlay deserve more than what’s left.

This is a story about war and the cost of sacrifice. Where bonds are formed, and friendships found. Where those who are strong, fall hard. Where love is let go, heartache is born, and heroes are made. Where one man learns that the hardest fight of all, is the fight to save himself.


Kate McCarthy grew up in a small town outside of Port Macquarie, Australia. Raised in a house just a short walk to the beach, Kate enjoyed the peaceful, relaxed atmosphere and friendships that come from being raised in a friendly, small town area.
She now resides in Brisbane, Australia, a city in the state of Queensland where she works as an accountant, along with a sideline wedding cake business and her writing. 
She is married with two children, has two dogs and house in the suburbs, and a pile of friends and family dotted all over the country that help keep her sane.
When she’s not busy running after naughty kids, filthy dogs, crunching numbers, piping buttercream and writing books, you can find her curled up in bed in the early hours of the morning reading new books and re-reading old favourites. Her favourite books are the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J.R. Ward in which she longs to eventually join the brotherhood and change her name to Phierce Mutha. ~~~~~~~~~~


At one time twenty three year old Maura had it all, loving parents, a best friend and a gorgeous boyfriend. Slowly over the years things were being ripped from her little by little. Her boyfriend left right out of high school to join the Marines. Her parents died a while later, leaving her on her own. She only had her best friend Ruby to rely on and keep her afloat while she dealt with her losses. Ruby has been the one constant and still remains her best friend after meeting in high school.

Finally Maura’s life was seemingly better, as she graduated college and opened up her own catering business, she was her own boss and life was normal again. But like always in life, once you get comfortable a ball drops. That’s when Pierson comes back to their hometown and back into Maura’s life, turning her world on it’s axis. 

Pierson has demons of his own after serving in the military for five years. Tormented from his past and present, he has to come to terms with everything that has happened. He hopes to make amends with his first love. 

Can Maura forgive Pierson for leaving all those years ago? Can they love each other like they used to? Things can never be what they used to be, but love was worth the fight. Wasn’t it.


I’ve always had my nose inside of a book ever since I can remember. And I thought Id try my hand at writing, and Ive wrote ever since I was young, never showing anyone what I was writing. Initially I started writing Coming Back to You without intending to publish, but my hubby of 15 years encouraged me to publish it. And I did. I cant imagine never writing. Its in my blood. 

 My mind is always wondering, plotting and full of ideas. I think my hubs questions my sanity sometimes, because I say my characters are real. They feel real to me. 

And I hope my stories make some sort of impact to you readers. I love hearing from you and enjoy talking with you. 



Before there were bikers, or fighters, or even good old-fashioned jerks, there were Navy SEALs. They put the bad in badass because, well…it’s their job.

Navy SEAL Maverick Hart has everything. Women want him. Grown men idolize him. Little boys want to grow up and be like him. The job, the glory—it’s all his. Not because it’s handed to him…because he works hard for it. The second his sights lock on something, he owns it—or destroys it. Unfortunately he does both at the same time. 

Windsor Forbes only takes calculated risks in her profession and in her personal life. After being left at the altar by the only person she’s ever loved, the very last thing she’s looking for is a relationship—especially the insane brand an arrogant Navy SEAL is offering. Hesitant, yet trusting to a fault, she gives in. 

She knew she shouldn’t take the chance, especially a second time, but love is irrational and their love is perfect, infallible. Or so she thought…

The downfall to having everything is you have that much more to lose. A man like Maverick can’t have it all without something slipping out of grasp. 


Rachel grew up in a small, quiet town full of loud talkers. Her words were always only loud on paper. She has been writing stories and creating characters for as long as she can remember. After living on the west coast for many years she recently moved to Virginia Beach, VA. 









After nearly a year and a half of grieving the loss of her husband, twenty-seven year old Alexa Sullivan Tate is headed back to her hometown after a decade of being away. She has no idea her high school crush, Jace McAllister, the guy who stole her heart the same night that he broke it, is more than ready to pick up the pieces. 

Jace has spent the last ten years in the Army defusing bomb after bomb, trying to forget the girl who ignited all his passions. Little does he know that the spark still exists. 

Ten years ago they had smoldering chemistry, but the spark between them now might light a fuse that leads to an explosion even Jace can’t stop. Not that he wants to. If only Alexa can get past her guilt and trust her heart again. 

But how do you put it all on the line when you’ve already lost everything once before?

*Mature Audiences only, 18+. While this is a series, each book will be standalone.


I’m a twenty six year old book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds are my teams! I work for the government during the day, hang out with Air National Guard on the weekends, and have been married to my best friend for 7 years. We currently live right outside of Dayton, OH with our two cats. If I’m not writing, you can probably find me curled up with my Kindle.




Making It Easy to Share Your Stories: Watt Pad

I discovered an interesting way to possibly attract new readers. It may not be ideal since I have no way of knowing how many readers I’ll reach, but it gives me a chance to get my work out there for others to see. While I have a lot of author followers, the bottom line is we all need readers. If chapter one hooks them, they may buy the book to read the rest of the story and tell others about it.

I’ve tried giving books away, hoping for reviews and those don’t always materialize. Maybe this will do it for me. Let’s face it. Any publicity is good! 

Watt Pad is a free service that allows you to post stories you’d like to share with others. This could include a short story or in my case, the first chapter of some of my novels. I’m experimenting with it to see if it works. Readers can post comments too, so that may be a new way to get feedback. I’ll just have to wait and see. 

So far, I’ve uploaded Chapter one of:

Echoes of the Past  

The Captain’s Promise

Fire Angel  

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Has it made a difference in sales? It’s too early to tell, but as soon as I know, you’ll be the first to hear! Have a great weekend. 

Look Who Dropped By Today: Megan O’Russell

It’s my very great pleasure to have Megan here again. I was given the opportunity to read and review her absolutely incredible and entertaining novel prior to its release, and I enjoyed every minute of it. Megan crafts a wonderful tale of magic combined with events in the life of a boy, unsure about his place in the world and his future. The angst he feels is easily to appreciate and I empathized with him. Life hadn’t been kind to Jacob. He lost his mother, the girl he thought of as his best friend, his no-good dad, his school, and the only place he’s ever called home. Now, Emilia’s back in his life, but he discovers he’s in danger because of a talent he has that may well be a curse. Just when he thinks things might start looking up, he realizes the girl he wants belongs to someone else.  No spoilers. Put The Tethering on your reading list. It’s well worth it. In fact, I’m on pins and needles waiting for the next installment of this fantastic story.  

So, what’s Megan up to these days? 

Right now I am living in Denali, Alaska. It’s amazing. Hundreds of us come out here to work in this beautiful park for an entire summer. The scenery is beautiful, the days endless, and the material for new stories rampant.

There are three lies in Denali. One: I will not drink tonight. Two: I will not be back next year. And three: I love you. As a romance writer, watching these three lies come to fruition over and over is incredible. You watch the masses gathered at the bar drink their “Bake Mistakes” and wait to see what happens next. Some find a new place to sleep for a night, some have a romance under the midnight sun, and every once in a while, we get a summer wedding. Sometimes with green card involvement.

Watching the creation of relationships gives you such an interesting insight on how love (or lust) begins.

My new release currently available for pre-order is a Young Adult fantasy novel entitled The Tethering.

Let Megan tell you about the book herself:


About The Tethering:

All sixteen-year-old Jacob Evans wants is to win the heart of Emilia Gray, but with order in the magical world crumbling, war threatening, and Emilia’s boyfriend living across the hall, he may never have the chance.

Jacob Ev21480311ans loses everything he has ever known and is tossed into a world of magic. The Dragons, a group of rebel wizards, are threatening to expose the existence of magic to humans. Jacob is determined to find a way to fit into Emilia’s family, but as his powers grow, so does the danger. With the death toll mounting, Jacob is accused of acts of rebel terrorism and must fight to stay in a world he’s only just beginning to discover.

When Emilia’s life is threatened, Jacob must risk everything to save her. Does he have the power to rescue her in time? And what could their survival cost?

Clearly, Jacob doesn’t fall for Emilia in a bar. He’s too young to be going anywhere near one. But the rush of seeing someone and knowing that somehow they are special is the same, no matter what the age. The fear of losing your heart and the struggle to win someone else’s are the same, whether you’re a wizard or a worker living out a summer in a national park. The difference between magic and reality isn’t about how the emotions feel. It’s about how a heart is won.

Add The Tethering to your Goodreads wont to read list

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Twitter @MeganORussell

For more great books and to follow The Tethering‘s journey to publication, be sure to visit her publisher’s website