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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Stephanie Haefner</b> is a wife, mother of two, and contemporary romance novelist from Buffalo, NY. A member of Romance Writers of America and the Western New York Romance Writers subchapter, she loves creating sassy heroines and tossing them into sexy circumstances. When not writing, she celebrates her sassiness with dance and zumba classes, and her nerdiness with boybands and Disney World.</span></div>
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Nikki Carmichael is confused. Her head’s telling her one thing while her heart is sending another message.<br />
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She believed her first husband, Sky, was her Prince Charming. They got married expecting to live their happily ever after, but the happiness dwindled right along with their checking account. Their divorce legally ended the marriage, but not the love and uncontrollable desire between them.<br />
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Then she meets Jeff. He's hotter than an August day in Florida, and can offer her everything she’s always thought she wanted.<br />
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Jeff is committed to his life as a bachelor, but his high-powered nature has finally brought him to a crossroads. He's face-to-face with a quandary; his decisions will affect his professional and personal life forever.<br />
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By Monday afternoon, after an entire weekend of mulling over intriguing thoughts of Jeff, happy hour on Friday, and the card, I was wrestling with the idea of biting the bullet and calling him. The butterflies in my stomach had me so amped up. I was a bundle of nerves, and I barely got any work done all day. I sat holding his business card in one hand and my cellphone in the other, staring at his name and the numbers, drawn into the essence of the mysterious card owner.<br />
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“Just call him already,” Georgia’s voice called over my shoulder.<br />
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“You’ve been pulling that card out of your purse and putting it back for hours. Just call him.”<br />
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“I need to talk to you.”<br />
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“C’mon, let’s take a quick walk.”<br />
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I dropped my phone into my purse and closed the bottom drawer, pushed my chair back from the desk and stood, then rounded my desk. We walked side by side down the hallway in silence until we reached the empty break area.<br />
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“So what’s up?” Georgia said.<br />
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“I just wanted to bounce something off of you; tell me what you think.” I looked down at my hand, still holding the card tight. “After you left Friday night, Connor, the shorter of those two guys from the restaurant came over with Jeff, and he introduced himself to me.” I raised my eyes back to meet hers.<br />
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“That’s kind of forward, but whatever; it’s all good, right?”<br />
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“Yeah, that part was fine. Jeff, the taller, gorgeous one, walked over, but he didn’t introduce himself. I introduced myself to him.” With my eyebrows furrowed and shoulders hunched, I continued, “I practically threw myself at him.” My head turned toward the raised hand holding the card. “And Jeff didn’t give me this card. Connor gave it to me just before I left.”<br />
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“Introducing yourself isn’t a crime, Nikki; you’ll be okay. That’s kind of weird with the card, though. Maybe he’s shy. Does it say what he does?”<br />
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“No, it only has the company logo, his name, and phone number. It’s weird. He’s weird, and his card is weird. That’s what’s been eating at me all weekend and today. Is he even interested? Why is Connor handing out his business cards for him? What if I call and he doesn’t even remember me?”<br />
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We walked back to our department, Georgia wished me luck, and I smiled my thanks before lowering myself into my seat at my desk. I set the card down on the desk in front of me, and, with my two index fingers, slid it up toward my monitor, then back to the edge of the desk. Inhaling deeply, I pulled open the bottom drawer of the desk that had my purse in it, reached in like it was a grab bag, and pulled out my phone. Inhaling, I leaned my head back, and closed my eyes briefly before lifting my head, exhaling, and opening my eyes. With resolve, I began pressing the numbers as they were listed on the card.<br />
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As the phone rang, my stomach churned like a man on a motorcycle was driving figure eights and popping wheelies in there. My heart raced, and my palms were damp. My fingernails tapped with rapid speed on the desktop as I waited. I would only allow four rings before hanging up. It was answered on the third ring by a pleasant-sounding woman, “Good afternoon; Jeffrey Carrington’s office.”<br />
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“Hello, may I speak with Jeff Carrington, please,” I said.<br />
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“May I ask who’s calling, please?”<br />
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“This is Nikki Carmichael.”<br />
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“Do you have an account with us, Ms. Carmichael?”<br />
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“No ma’am, this isn’t business related.” Fuck, I’m being screened. Maybe I’m not important enough to talk to him.<br />
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“Mr. Carrington is on another call at the moment, may I transfer you to his voicemail so you can leave a message?”<br />
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“Yes, please. Thank you.” What the hell am I doing? This is crazy. I should hang up before his machine picks up …<br />
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“Hi Jeff, you may not remember me. It’s Nikki; we met briefly Friday night. Connor gave me your card. If you have time, you can call me back on my cellphone.” I left my phone number. It was on him now to either call me back or not.<br />
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I pressed end on the call, and a surge of regret washed over my body. I couldn’t help but question if I should’ve even made the call in the first place. Why was I throwing myself at this guy? I picked up the card, slid it back into the outside pocket of my purse, and zipped it in.The message was on voicemail now, and I couldn’t take it back no matter how much I regretted making it. All I could do now was hope his voicemail malfunctioned.<br />
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Lady Evelyn Montgomery, only daughter of the Baron of Rayne, detests the thought of marriage. She will never allow a man to control her. Crushed by the constraints of propriety, she steals away from the safety of the keep and stumbles onto a plot designed to stir up trouble between England and Scotland. When a mysterious hooded man saves her, she fights her attraction to him as they join forces to hunt down a traitor and save her father. But can she save her heart?<br />
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Gabriel is a Shadow Guardian. Hiding beneath his black cowl and blending into the night, he is sworn to protect the Baron's daughter. The spirited Lady Evelyn is far from the delicate flower he anticipated. She makes herself crystal clear, no man will possess her. Can he prove to her that love can be more than just possession? Or will the traitor they seek tear them apart forever?<br />
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Fear infused her body, Evelyn had been captured. The fear melted into anger. She thrashed in her captor's arms, twisting and kicking. His gloved hand tightened over her mouth and the other pinned her securely against his chest.<br />
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"I mean you no harm," a velvet voice whispered in her ear. "I don't want to bind you, but I will." Evelyn's heel connected with the man's shin. He cursed. "Although you evidently mean to harm me." His voice was calm, suffused with amusement. He carried her to where their horses were tethered.<br />
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Evelyn struggled to free herself, but he was much stronger. She was close enough to the keep to call for help, if he would only remove his hand from her mouth. He was all warm muscle against her back, a living, breathing stone wall. His breath caressed the fine hairs on her neck. When he stopped moving, she wedged her mouth open enough to fit her teeth around one of his fingers and bit down. Hard.<br />
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"God's blood, woman! I'm trying to help you," he swore in his velvet whisper, then readjusted his hand over her mouth.<br />
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So much for that idea. If she had to play along with the rogue, so be it. He held no weapon to her throat. Though his hold on her was firm, he did not cause her pain. His muscles flexed as he shifted her in his grasp. She was keenly aware of every part of him that touched her. Okay, so he had a weapon against her. Though she had yet to see his face, her body betrayed her with its reaction. Evelyn inhaled in an effort to regain her composure and breathed in his scent. It was fresh, earthy, and dangerously sinful. She groaned, embarrassed by her wicked thoughts.<br />
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Her captor stilled, his breath quickening. "I will let you go," he murmured. "If you promise to behave." She nodded, relieved when he kept his word.<br />
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Evelyn broke from his embrace and spun on him. "Who are you?" she hissed. "What do you want?" She scrutinized the shadowed man before her. He wore all black: boots, leggings, tunic, and cloak. The hood covering his head was positioned low purposefully to hide his face from scrutiny.<br />
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The man proffered a sardonic bow, waving his arm with a flourish. "I am your humble servant, my lady."<br />
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The humor in his voice made her wary of his intent. "How did you know I was here?"<br />
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She swallowed the lump in her throat. Following her? The words of Sir Alexander echoed in her mind. She should have taken a guard. "Why did you not make your presence known?"<br />
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"That would not have served my purpose, my lady," he replied as he leaned against a tree, melding into the shadows. Since he seemed more amused than disturbed by her questions, she asked another.<br />
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"Why did you grab me?" she demanded, licking her dry lips. Formidable and mysterious, this man of the shadows aroused her curiosity.<br />
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"Ensuring your safety. You're not as quiet as you think you are."<br />
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Evelyn bristled. She was proud, unwilling to admit he was right. "Who do you think you are?" Her voice rose in pitch and fervor. "First, you follow me, then accost me, and finally insult me. You, sir, are playing a dangerous game. I should turn you over to the night watch." She poked him in the chest. "I don't need your help. I can take care of myself." Evelyn turned looking for her horse.<br />
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Stick her in the middle of a chaotic home with two children, a hyperactive dog, and a camouflage wearing husband, and she can cook and clean with the best of them. But when the sun goes down and the children are nestled in bed fast asleep, she tucks away her pots and broom and like Cinderella she transforms.<br />
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Her characters creep forth from the dark recesses of her mind taking their places in the castles and forests built from her words. No simpering heroines linger there with forlorn gazes turned to the horizon, waiting for their Prince Charming. They straighten their spine, arming themselves with blade and bow, prepared to do their part in defense of their honor and destiny. She breathes life into the women she believes our ancestors to be, showing how they lived and loved with passion and grace.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">*** Based on an actual community tragedy *** </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">(Characters and other events are a work of fiction) </span></b></span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: small; text-align: start;" /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">“Forgotten Treasures is beautifully layered with twists and revelations you will never see coming! Dani Hart keeps the pages turning in this sweet romance sprinkled with the hope of undying love. I found myself engrossed, demanding to know what happens next. Each revelation is another key to the puzzle. Perfectly complex! Mesmerizing.” Addison Moore, New York Times Bestselling Author </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">"I have read some great books so far in 2015 but this one is definitely in the top 3 for me. I could not recommend this book any more- you should not let this one pass you by." Kellie, Eye Candy Bookstore </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">In the aftermath of destruction, hearts were destroyed, strengths were stripped, and vulnerabilities were exposed. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">A community was ripped apart after a tragic accident, and the loss hit one family particularly hard as it claimed the lives of three, leaving only one surviving member to pick up the pieces and move forward. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Baylor’s life was wiped clean in the blink of an eye. No family, no home, no name. That is, until she met Brandt. He took a chance, giving her hope and a reason to start over. A reason to rebuild a life full of forgotten memories. A reason to trust. A reason to love. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Finding love in all the right places should be easy, but when truths are revealed, it's anything but. Brandt will help her rediscover the true meaning of unconditional eternal love that will prove painful, life altering, and redeeming. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Together, they will try to face the future and will use each other’s strengths to learn how to live again. Can they rewrite history, or in the end, will the tragedies of their pasts be too much? </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">First and foremost I
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">WOW!! This is an
unforgettable story full of second chances, love, loss, tragedy, self
discovery, suspense, some humor, tear jerking and heart wrenching moments. Yes,
you will need tissues handy for the tear jerking moments! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">D. Hart kept you on
your toes for this book! You don’t find out til mid book why or how “Freckles”
got into the coma. Then when you do find out you are just as shocked as she is.
D.Hart tells the story in the present and then also in the past. You get two
different views from “Freckles” and from Bryant. That makes the story unique. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">D. Hart’s detailed
descriptions of the characters, surroundings, and emotions the characters were
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</span><!--[endif]-->“He took a step toward me, a gesture to show comfort,
but then stopped. My flinch earlier had left its mark already. “It’s okay; I’ll
just call you Freckles.” He winked. I started to giggle. “Really? Freckles? Is
that the best you could come up with on the fly?” I teased. “Yes, and because
your light dusting of freckles is very endearing.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">3) Life aligns like
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">History repeats. But
so does change. Does fear retreat or is it delayed? Now we chase time….. If
fell today to my darkest place and all that saved me were these paper wings. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I just became a new
fan of D. Hart!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hands down Forgotten
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This is a story about hate, love, betrayal and forgiveness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">If you found out
you had only 3 months to live, what would you do? That’s the question Janie
Knox faces in this fast-paced mystery full of uncertainty and tension that will
surprise you until the very last page.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hiding behind
the facade of a normal life, Janie keeps her family secrets tucked inside a
broken heart. Everything changes on the day she learns she’s going to die. With
the clock ticking and her time running out, she rushes to finish what she couldn't do when she was 17—destroy her mother’s killer. But she can’t do it
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her childhood home to elicit help from her sister. She faces more than she
bargained for when she discovers her sister’s life in shambles. Meanwhile her
mother’s convicted killer, her stepfather, recently released from prison,
blackmails the sisters and plots to extract millions from the state in
retribution. New revelations challenge Janie’s resolve, but she refuses to
allow either time or her enemies to her stop her from uncovering the truth
she’s held captive for over 20 years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Daddy, when I
get my kitty, can I name him Davy?” she had asked, yanking Marlene’s Davy
Crockett mug full of M&M’s from her grasp. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Janie, behave,”
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Malcolm, look
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Janie slammed
into Marlene. Pain. The world tumbled topsy-turvy. The mug flew across the
interior of the car, colors of the rainbow falling all around her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When she opened
her eyes, Mom’s blood-streaked face rose in front of her out of the darkness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Wrap your arms
around my neck, honey.” Mom lifted her from the wreckage.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Mama, where’s
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tree lying across the roof. The Davy Crockett mug lay shattered by the back
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Daddy that day and piled into an old Chevy pick-up truck with a bashed in
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Marlene’s stepfather Ralf. Ralf was a
sick, twisted, physically and mentally abusive, disgusting man. As the book
went on I loathed him even more. I couldn’t understand why Eloise married such
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competition, and best story, Butterflies in a Strawberry Jar in the Cassell
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Life has been a constant challenge for Jake Lewis. Left paralyzed emotionally and physically by a car accident which killed his parents when he was just twelve-years-old, Jake struggles to be happy. His best friends, Rick Welsh and Samantha Andrews, are a couple who fight as passionately as they make up. This puts Jake in an awkward position. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Three friends who are as close as can be. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Rick Welsh, the hotshot basketball player, who hopes to leave college and go pro. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Samantha Andrews, the brainiac, blessed with common sense and beauty. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Jake Lewis, the crippled virgin, who believes no girl could love a damaged guy with a disability. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">In a moment of despair, these friends share a moment that will forever change their lives. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Life is messy. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Love is complicated and true love doesn't always come wrapped in a pretty package with a bow on top. </span><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><br style="background-color: white; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Is it possible that the friend you never had sexual feelings for is the person who will touch your soul like no other? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">First, I would like
to thank Theresa Troutman for gifting me this book so I may provide you with
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the book by its cover art and then its blurb. I knew after that I must read it.
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jake held a very special
place in my heart throughout the book. Jake had felt very insecure about a leg
injury that he got as a result of a car accident. Jake had never had a girlfriend, been kissed,
or even had sex. He never felt as if
anyone would want him that way due to his injury. The person he secretly wanted
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</span><!--[endif]-->“I’d like to think they’re all together-my parents and
grandparents. The idea makes me happy. The fact that I can’t be with them makes
me sad. I’m sure the therapist would have a field day with me right now,” I
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kisses. </span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16338865752564773730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2404038221593922738.post-76421399668014291922015-02-25T00:00:00.000-05:002015-02-25T00:00:00.063-05:00Ricochet by Jessica Wilde
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<strong>Title: Ricochet
</strong><strong>Author: Jessica Wilde
</strong><strong>Genre: Romantic Suspense
</strong><strong>Release Date: February 23, 2015
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<span style="color: black;">Fear.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">It's the last thing I
remembered.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I was afraid</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Afraid to fight, afraid
to run... afraid to breathe.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Then, everything had
gone dark. As if life was finally hearing my pleas, my cries to end the torment. To
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<span style="color: black;">But even in the dark, I
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<span style="color: black;">I always felt it.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">My life had been a
ricochet of one event leading to the next. Bouncing back and forth from good to bad.
Happiness to despair. Hope to fear.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">My name is Arianna
West. I'm stronger now. Steady. Alive.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I can find a way to
survive on my own. I can see what is coming for me. I can channel my fear into
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Jack.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">And Jack changed
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I laughed. A laugh so deep that the muscles in my
abdomen flexed. How long had it been since I had felt that? Too long. I hadn't really
laughed in a long time and something so simple had brought it out of me.</div>
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<em>Jack</em> had brought it out of me.</div>
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"God, I missed that laugh," Jack whispered.</div>
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I went silent, so suddenly that my breath couldn't
keep up and it came rushing out with the emotion that had been built up inside of
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Tears immediately sprang to my eyes and the
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My life had changed so much. <em>Everything</em>
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"Jack..."</div>
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"Ari, please don't cry."</div>
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He had turned his body towards me and was holding
my face in his hands. The tears running down my cheeks didn't make it far. He
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He saw the moment my control slipped and I just
couldn't seem to stop the tears. That's when he pulled me into his arms. Arms that
had always made everything better. Strong fingers combed through my hair, down
my temple, across my jaw, then retraced their way back up and into my hair once
more. He was giving me whatever comfort he could while I sobbed on his chest.</div>
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I should have been embarrassed about the quick
change in my mood. I should have felt ridiculous. Childish. With Jack, though, I never
had to worry about being anyone but myself no matter who I was now.</div>
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"So much is gone," I said in a broken and weak
voice. "So much is missing from me."</div>
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"No, Ari. You're still in there, babe, just a little harder
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I shook my head. In denial? I wasn't sure. He was only
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"I've bent too far for too long. I'm broken," I
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I had been slowly breaking for three years and my
determination to move on was waning much faster than I could ever keep up
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Jack buried his fingers in my hair and I felt the press
of his lips on the top of my head. When he spoke, the tone of his voice sounded
defeated. Resigned. "The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at
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I sniffed as the rumble in his chest vibrated against
my cheek. His shirt was wet from my tears and I knew I looked like a mess, but I
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"What? You don't think I could come up with
something so profound by myself?" he teased.</div>
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"I know damn well you could, Jack."</div>
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He looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching
mine and his fingers sweeping a lock of hair back behind my ear. If I didn't know any
better, I would think he was reading my mind, seeing all my secrets, all my broken
places. "It's Ernest Hemingway. He said that."</div>
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"Do you believe it?"</div>
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"I do. So much so that I tattooed it on my shoulder the
first chance I got," he mumbled with a short chuckle.</div>
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I glanced down at his shoulder. It was too dark to see
much of anything, but the moonlight streaming in the window showed enough when
he lifted his shirt sleeve. The words were there, permanently inked into his skin just
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I live in Morgan Utah with my husband, daughter,
and dog, Kolo. I write as often as my active daughter will let me and my husband
has the patience of a saint. I find inspiration from dreams, people I meet, and life
experiences. When I write, I usually end up drinking one too many cans of Peace
Tea, eating three too many Fruit by the Foot fruit snacks, and accidently kicking my
pup and best buddy, Kolo, too many times since he loves to sleep under my desk at
my feet.
I started writing as a teen, but my fear of the unknown won out every time and I
threw everything out. After becoming a mother and deciding to stay at home to raise
my beautiful little girl, I tried again when I couldn't stop thinking of ideas. I loved
every minute, every hour of sleep lost, and every character that came to life in my
mind.
It's strange, but my favorite moments are when I have writer's block because I can
turn to my husband and find inspiration through him by just doing what we do best
together. Talking, laughing, and just being in love. He doesn't like to read, but he
never stops encouraging me to keep going.
Writing has become an important part of my life and every book has a special place
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">sure she never takes herself too seriously. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Get a grip, girl. There’s nothing sinister about the moon. Inhaling a deep breath, she glanced </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She reached out to touch his arm. “Thanks for coercing me into this dumb ride-along tonight. It </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A scornful laugh burst from him. “Telling you I wasn’t going to cook for you ever again if you </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I am the butt of most of your jokes.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Don’t be a poor sport, Paddy.” Indeed, Mac had laughed until her cheeks ached. No one could </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Her gaze swept over him as he flipped on his blinker and turned onto Harbor Road. “I suppose </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">One of his eyebrows shot upward as her fake brogue intensified. She shouldn’t taunt him, but </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">then someone had to keep him from taking himself so seriously. Although, she had to admit he made a </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">dream for as long as she could remember, and she’d been almost as proud as he was the day he graduated </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Maybe...if we hadn’t been friends since we were both four years old...no, you’ll always be </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Paddy Callahan—the blond-haired boy who played dress-up with me, who taught me how to cover </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Best friends all of their lives, Mac knew Paddy better than he knew himself...and vice versa. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">#1 New York Times bestselling master of suspense Harlan Coben delivers his most shocking t</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">hriller yet, proving that a well-placed lie can help build a wonderful life– and a secret has the same explosive power to destroy it.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The Stranger appears out of nowhere, perhaps in a bar, or a parking lot, or at the grocery store. His identity is unknown. His motives are unclear. His information is undeniable. Then he whispers a few words in your ear and disappears, leaving you picking up the pieces of your shattered world.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Adam stood by the sticky bar. There was a dartboard behind
him. Neon signs advertised Miller Lite, but Adam had a bottle of
Budweiser in his right hand. He turned to the man, who had just
sidled up to him, and even though Adam already knew the answer,
he asked the man, “Are you talking to me?”
The guy was younger than most of the fathers, thinner, almost
gaunt, with big, piercing blue eyes. His arms were white and reedy
with a hint of a tattoo showing beneath one of the short sleeves.
He was wearing a baseball cap. He wasn’t quite a hipster, but there
was something of a wonk attitude coming off him, like some guy
who ran a tech department and never saw the sun.
The piercing blue eyes held Adam’s with an earnestness that
made him want to turn away. “She told you she was pregnant,
right?”
Adam felt his grip on the bottle tighten.
“That’s why you stayed. Corinne told you she was pregnant.”
It was right then that Adam felt some kind of switch go off in
his chest, as if someone had tripped the red digital timer on some
movie bomb and now it had started to tick down. Tick, tick, tick,
tick.
“Do I know you?” Adam asked.
“She told you she was pregnant,” the stranger continued.
“Corinne, I mean. She told you she was pregnant and then she lost
the baby.”
The American Legion Hall was loaded up with town dads sporting those white baseball T-shirts with the three-quarter sleeves and
either baggy cargo shorts or perfectly no-assed Dad jeans. Lots of
them wore baseball caps. Tonight was the fourth-, fifth-, and sixth grade
boys’ lacrosse draft and A-team selections. If you ever wanted
to witness type As behaving as such in their natural habitat, Adam
thought, watch when parents get involved in their own off springs’
team selections. The Discovery Channel should film this.
“You felt obligated to stay, am I right?” the man asked.
“I don’t know who the hell—”
“She lied, Adam.” The younger man spoke with such conviction,
not just as though he knew for certain but that, at the end of the
day, he had Adam’s best interest at heart. “Corinne made it all up.
She was never pregnant.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Review By Heidi Lynn<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Thank you very much to
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">alley, and Harlan Coben for providing me a copy of
this book so I may bring you this review. It was an honor and a privilege to read and
write this review for my favorite mystery author.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This has to be the BEST
book I have read in 2015!! Hands down by far Harlan Coben’s best novel EVER!! What
an amazing adrenaline rush just from reading his book. Once I started it I knew
that I had to finish it that night! The
Stranger had everything from lies, secrets, betrayal, blackmail, suspense,
faking pregnancies, missing persons, etc. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->He picked up the box and read the back: thirty percent of “father’s” who
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">2) “Everyone looks
happy,” he’d say to Corinne. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Oh, not you too.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Everyone looks happy on
Facebook,” Corinne said. It’s like a compilation of your life’s greatest hits.”
Her voice had an edge to it now. “It’s not reality, Adam.” “I didn’t say it
was. I said everyone looks happy. That was kinda my point. If you judge the
world by Facebook, you wonder why so many people take Prozac.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">My heart went out to
Adam and his kids for having their lives flipped upside down for the events
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There was a character in
the book by the name of Heidi. Many authors don’t choose that name as a
character. I was pleasantly surprised. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I totally fell in love
with The Stranger by Harlan Coben! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This book deserves more
than just 5 stars!!</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b>Harlan Coben</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">With over 60 million books in print worldwide, Harlan Coben’s last seven consecutive novels, MISSING YOU, SIX YEARS, STAY CLOSE, LIVE WIRE, CAUGHT, LONG LOST and HOLD TIGHT all debuted at #1 on the <em>New York Times</em>bestseller list and lists around the world. His first Young Adult novel SHELTER was just released in paperback, and the second in the Mickey Bolitar series, SECONDS AWAY, was released on September 18th. His books are published in 41 languages around the globe and have been number one bestsellers in over a dozen countries.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Winner of the <a href="http://www.mysterywriters.org/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Edgar Award</a>, <a href="http://www.thrillingdetective.com/trivia/triv72.html" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Shamus Award</a> and Anthony Award – the first author to win all three – international bestselling author Harlan Coben’s critically-acclaimed novels have been called “ingenious” (New York Times), “poignant and insightful” (Los Angeles Times), “consistently entertaining” (Houston Chronicle), “superb” (Chicago Tribune) and “must reading” (Philadelphia Inquirer).</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Harlan’s novel TELL NO ONE has been turned into the commercial and critical smash hit French film of <a href="http://www.tellnoonemovie.com/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">the same name</a>, starring Francois Cluzet and Kristin Scott Thomas. The movie was the top box office foreign-language film of the year in USA, won the Lumiere (French Golden Globe) for best picture and was nominated for nine Cesars (French Oscar) and won four, including best actor, best director and best music. To see the trailer, <a href="http://www.tellnoonemovie.com/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">click here</a> and for stills and to see Harlan appearing in the film, visit our <a href="http://www.harlancoben.com/gallery/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">gallery page</a>. The movie is now available in DVD and Blu-Ray. An American/Hollywood remake is in the works.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In his first books, Coben immersed himself in the exploits of sports agent Myron Bolitar. Critics loved the series, saying, “You race to turn pages…both suspenseful and often surprisingly funny” (People). After seven books Coben wanted to try something different. “I came up with a great idea that simply would not work for Myron,” says Coben. The result was the critically acclaimed <em>New York Times</em> bestseller TELL NO ONE, which became the most decorated thriller of 2001 – nominated for an Edgar, an Anthony, a Macavity, a Nero, and a Barry; winner of the Audie Award for Best Audio Mystery/Suspense Book (read by Steven Weber); and a #1 hardcover book on the Book Sense 76 list. Coben followed the success of TELL NO ONE with the blockbuster New York Times bestsellers GONE FOR GOOD (2002), NO SECOND CHANCE (2003), and JUST ONE LOOK (2004) and THE INNOCENT (2005). Bookspan, recognizing Coben’s broad international appeal, named NO SECOND CHANCE its first ever International Book of the Month in 2003 – the Main Selection in 15 different countries.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Coben was the first writer in more than a decade to be invited to write fiction for the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/15/opinion/a-work-of-fiction-the-key-to-my-father.html?pagewanted=all&src=pm" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><strong><em>NEW YORK TIMES</em></strong> </a>op-ed page. His Father’s Day short story, <strong><a href="http://www.harlancoben.com/the-key-to-my-father/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;">THE KEY TO MY FATHER</a>,</strong> appeared June 15, 2003. His <a href="http://www.harlancoben.com/essays/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><strong>essays and columns</strong></a> have appeared in many top publications including the New York Times, Parade Magazine and Bloomberg Views.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Since his critically-acclaimed Myron Bolitar series debuted in 1995, Harlan Coben has won the <a href="http://www.mysterywriters.org/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Mystery Writers of America’s</a> Edgar Allan Poe Award and was nominated for the Edgar two other times. Harlan also won the Anthony Award at the World Mystery Conference, was nominated for another Anthony Award, won the <a href="http://www.thrillingdetective.com/trivia/triv72.html" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Shamus Award</a> by the Private Eye Writers of America, was nominated for another Shamus, and was twice nominated for the <a href="http://www.mysterybooksellers.com/dilys.html" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Dilys Award</a> by the <a href="http://www.mysterybooksellers.com/" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Independent Mystery Booksellers Association</a>.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In the United Kingdom, his novel ONE FALSE MOVE earned him the prestigious “Fresh Talent Award”, given annually by Great Britain’s largest bookstore chain, W. H. Smith, and GONE FOR GOOD won the W. H. SMITH “Thumping Good Read” Award. In France, TELL NO ONE (NE LE DIS A PERSONE) won Le Grand Prix des Lectrices de Elle for fiction. His novels have been PEOPLE magazine Page-Turners of the Week and a Publishers Weekly Best of the Year pick.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Harlan was born in Newark, New Jersey. After graduating from Amherst College a political science major, Harlan worked in the travel industry. He now lives in New Jersey with his wife, Anne Armstrong-Coben MD, a pediatrician, and their four children.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">He takes a picture of every woman he kills.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">She takes nothing from anyone.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Kate Jackson is a woman haunted by her past with no direction in life, and surviving only on her close relationship with her sister, Annie. Until she meets charming lawyer, Derrick Kane.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Just when she thinks she might have found the key to learning how to live again, maybe even how to love, The Photographer rips it all away from her with one click of his camera.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Reminding Kate that he owns her. That he broke her body.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Kate is a fighter and refusing to allow a sadistic killer to take everything from her yet again, she delves into the police investigation targeting The Photographer and finally revealing his true identity. Kate is fighting for justice while fighting to reclaim the man she loves, and somehow learn to trust him again.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Do you like <i>The Photographer Trilogy</i>? Check out the other books by Sarah Robinson currently available or coming out soon!</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><b>♬ Sand & Clay Rocker Series ♬</b></span>
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Kavanagh Legends, from Random House Penguin's Loveswept! </span>
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Sarah Robinson is the Amazon Bestselling Author of the contemporary Rockstar romance series Sand & Clay, as well as the very popular romantic suspense thriller series, The Photographer Trilogy. All of her novels have reached Amazon’s Bestseller Rank in Crime, Crime, Thriller, Contemporary Romance, and/or Romantic Suspense.</div>
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In regards to future publications, she is with the Seymour Literary Agency and has recently been contracted by Loveswept, a Random House Penguin imprint, to begin a new contemporary romance series in late 2015.</div>
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Sarah Robinson is a native of the Washington, DC area and has both her Bachelors and Masters Degrees in criminal psychology. She is newly married to a local police officer, Justin, who is just as much of an animal rescue enthusiasts as she is. Together, they own a zoo of rescues, as well as volunteering and fostering for multiple animal shelters.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">An obligation is a course of action that someone is required to take, whether legal or moral.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">At six years old, Myla was sent to a family her father and mother had chosen for her when they knew their time on earth was almost up. What they were unaware of was what they thought would be her safe haven would become her living hell. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Kai has been watching Myla from afar since he took over the family business from his father and inherited the responsibility of keeping her safe. When word gets back to Kai that Myla is not only in danger, but that his assets are being compromised, he immediately jumps into action and does the only thing that can be done at the time by marrying her. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I turn my head, pulling my hair out of my face as I watch a boy I’ve never seen before climb up the stairs and into my tree house. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Who are you?” I ask him as he sits across from me.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Kai,” he smiles, looking around. He looks a lot different than the other kids I know. His hair is long, and his skin is a lot darker than mine. “Why are you hiding?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I shrug and look away from him. Daddy was yelling earlier; he was so mad that he was turning red. Then Mommy started crying, and Daddy started yelling louder. I heard Mommy telling Daddy that he had to send me away. I don’t want to go away. I try to be good, but sometimes, I forget to listen.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Why are you crying?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I look up at him and wipe my face. “I’m scared,” I whisper, wiping my nose.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Come on. I’ll protect you,” he says, holding his hand out to me.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Then my mommy calls my name again. I look at his hand, move Mr. Bear under my arm, and put my hand in his.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Myla!” Mommy yells, running towards me.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I can tell she has been crying again.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Where did you go?” Her hands grab my shoulders and she shakes me hard.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“It’s my fault. I asked her to show me the tree house,” Kai tells her.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">She stops shaking me then looks at him. “You shouldn’t have done that. You knew we were looking for her,” she says angrily her head.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking,” Kai says softly, putting his hands in his pockets and looking at the ground.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I look back at Mommy, and she shakes her head before grabbing my hand and pulling me with her. When I look over my shoulder at Kai, he smiles, making me smile back.</span></div>
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Book: Ethan Walker's Road to Wonderland</center>
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(Road to Wonderland Series #3)</center>
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<span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">At nineteen, the world has so many possibilities. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">Ethan Walker was a typical teenager in that respect. He was happy, living at home with his family and partying when the mood struck. He was in no rush to grow up. His life was a blank page just waiting to be written, but that couldn’t last forever. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">Unfortunately, reality came knocking at Ethan’s door, forcing him to face truths he’d never allowed himself to see in the past - truths that soon robbed him of his innocence and youth. With the life he’d always known gone forever, Ethan found himself battling demons in disguise, only to find his own weakness was his worst enemy. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">When temptation turned to indulgence, and the ghosts of his past encouraged him to dig deeper, Ethan sought salvation in the form of violence. His fists and fortitude became his bread and butter, but the new turn in his life rejected the familiar and opened the door to more evil.</span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">Inevitably, the darkness tried to sink him, and there was only one constant light that somehow seemed to shine brighter than the promise of escape: the mystery girl with the golden hair. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.8000001907349px; line-height: 21.466667175293px; text-align: left;">In order to survive, Ethan had to dig deep and find a strength in himself not even he was sure existed. Only when he found himself on a path to Wonderland did he start to see a future beyond his past. All he had to do to get there was learn to breathe and not get himself killed in the process.</span></center>
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In no hurry to grow up, she found stories all around her, in the forests of Plym Bridge, the moss covered hills of Dartmoor, then, as she grew older, the wide spread city of Houston, where she currently resides and works. A constant daydreamer, she hopes that one day, her passion can become something more than just a hobby for her. </center>
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Still led by her imagination, the worlds have slowly grown from childish adventures to urban fantasies and romances. With inspirational authors such as Enid Blyton, Roald Dahl, Judy Blume, John Grisham and Stephen King guiding her through her life so far, L.J. Stock has finally decided that it is time for her to go for gold and try land herself on someone else’s future list of favorites. </center>
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Putting words on paper is as essential as breathing to her, but on the rare occasions that she isn’t writing, she can be found with a video game remote in hand or curled up on the couch with her pup and a good book. Music is also such an important part of her life, it’s a wonder there isn’t a background soundtrack playing wherever she goes. </center>
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A good girl to most, a bad girl to a few, L.J. believes that every genre should be attempted and is more than likely to have tried to release three hundred series’ ranging from vampires and werewolves, to dystopian and even classic romance, before she reaches even middle age. At least, that’s the plan for now.</center>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Fire
Me Up</i></span></span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Pine
Mountain # 4 </i></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">By:
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Releasing
February 3</span></span><sup><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">rd</span></span></sup><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">,
2015</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Zebra/
Kensington</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">IF
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Teagan
O’Malley can handle a crisis. She’s a paramedic, it’s her job.
But she never expected to land in the kitchen of her father’s pub,
with no notice, no cash, and no room for error. The kitchen is not
her favorite place. Lucky for her, she just scraped a bad-boy chef
off the pavement after a motorcycle accident—and something about
him says he can turn up the heat in more ways than one.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Adrian
Holt has had a rough few years, and he’s not eager to get tangled
up in anything more complicated than a good risotto. But with a
broken arm and a head full of bad memories, he needs a challenge to
keep him sane. Teagan’s dare-me attitude and smoldering mess of a
bar are just what the doctor ordered. And the two of them together
might cook up some even better medicine…</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kimberly
Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference
between sexy and sweet. When she's not sitting cross-legged in an
ancient desk chair known as "The Pleather Bomber", she can
be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything
from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her
nose in a book.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kimberly
is a 2011 RWA Golden Heart® finalist who lives (and writes!) by the
mantra that food is love. Her digital Line series is all about the
hot cops and sexy chefs of Brentsville, New York. She is also the
author of the Pine Mountain series, which follows small town singles
as they find big-time love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her
wildly patient husband and their three daughters.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan shouldered her first-in bag
and jumped out of the rig, her boots barely making contact with the
pavement before one of the cops securing the scene had fallen into
step beside her. “Morning, Officer. What’ve we got?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Although her eyes were locked in on
the scene about thirty yards away—which was thankfully blocked from
incoming traffic by a pair of police cruisers—Teagan’s attention
was just as sharply focused on the cop’s response.</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Motorcycle versus minivan.
Motorcycle driver is over there, single rider, wearing a helmet.
Denies losing consciousness, no visible head injury, but he’s
combative and complaining of left arm pain. I’ve got an officer on
him now, just to make sure he didn’t fly before you got here. He’s
going to be a handful.”</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Oh goodie. I eat those for
breakfast,” Teagan said, moving swiftly past the barricade. “How
about vehicle two?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">The officer tipped his chin at a
dark green Honda Odyssey sitting halfway on the shoulder of the road,
hazard lights flashing in perfect orange rhythm. “Minivan driver
has her two kids in the backseat, all parties belted in. Everyone
appears stable with no visible injuries, no complaints of pain. Scene
is secure. Just let us know what you need.”</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Got it, thanks.” She swung her
gaze at Evan before letting it land on the Honda. “You want the
minivan before the cops take her report? I’m grabbing Chris and
Jeff from Seven to help nail down this single rider and make sure
he’s stable for transport.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Evan shook his head and shot her a
wry grin. “I know you owe me, but I can take the cranky biker.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">As if on cue, strains of a heated
altercation filtered past the scene noise, pulling a sardonic laugh
from Teagan’s throat. “Call it even for the fridge. I’ve got
this.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">He turned with a shrug toward the
nearby minivan. “You’re a glutton for punishment, O’Malley.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Understatement of the frickin’
year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan called for the two
firefighters before turning her attention toward her patient, who
stood arguing with one of Pine Mountain’s finest in the middle of
the road in spite of the fact that she was certain he’d seen better
days.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Holy big-man-on-a-stick, this might
be more than she’d bargained for.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Even though his back was half-turned
and she was a good ten paces away, the guy was obviously huge, and
from the sound of it, he was no stranger to being righteously pissed
off. Still, the unmistakable edge of pain bled through his tone as
clear as sunrise over Big Gap Lake, and the way he clutched his left
arm at such an awkward angle against his body told her all she needed
to know. Pissed off or not, she was getting her hands on him, pronto.</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Hey, Chris, run and grab the
backboard from the rig and roll the cot over here, yeah? Jeff, you’re
with me for trauma assessment. I get the feeling it’s going to be
an adventure.” She lasered her focus from her crew to the injured
man without breaking stride or waiting for answers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Time to get to work.</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Sorry to interrupt, gentlemen,
but I heard this is where the party is.” Without a second thought,
Teagan slipped into the hairbreadth of space between the cop and her
irritated patient, assessing the latter with a critical eye. Her
subconscious gave a whisper of recognition as she looked at his
rugged, stubbled face, but the tickle of familiarity took a backseat
to the visual assessment she needed to do in order to gauge his
injuries.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">The guy had nearly a foot on her,
which was pretty freaking impressive considering she measured in at
five foot- seven. The physique that went with his height left
impressive in the dust, though, especially since his chest was as
thick as a double-wide trailer and every ounce of it appeared to be
muscle.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Make that leather-clad muscle, which
had probably saved his ass, quite literally. As best she could tell,
thanks to his now-banged-up jacket, the guy’s road rash appeared
shockingly minimal, although she’d have to get the garment off to
be sure.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Too bad the rest of his injuries
didn’t match, namely that arm he was cradling like a helpless
newborn. She didn’t even want to get started on the laundry list of
other injuries that could be lurking beneath the dirt-streaked denim
and leather.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">She passed the first-in bag to Jeff,
who caught it without looking while the police officer stepped to the
background to give them a wide berth.</span></div>
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“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">My name is Teagan O’Malley, and
I’m a paramedic with Pine Mountain Fire and Rescue,” she said,
her hands a flurry of movement as she geared up to do a rapid trauma
assessment. “Can you tell me your name?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">The guy lifted a pierced eyebrow
toward his spiky platinum hairline and speared her with a stare
caught somewhere between hazel and cold gray. God, how did she </span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><i>know
</i></span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">him?</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">I’m fine,” he ground out, his
voice pure gravel and aggravation. “Which I already told that
fucking jarhead, but he wouldn’t let me leave.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Yeah. It was going to take a little
more than a bad attitude and some uncut testosterone to get her to
back down. “That fucking jarhead, as you so eloquently put it,
might’ve saved your life by keeping you here until you can be
medically cleared. While I doubt there’s a gift registry for that
kind of thing, a simple thank you might be nice. Just to be on the
safe side.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Her would-be patient took a step
back, his stare going from cutting to calculating in the span of a
breath. “I don’t need to be medically cleared,” he said,
although it didn’t escape her notice that he caught the cop’s
attention to toss him a tight nod.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan bit back the temptation to
point out that, from the looks of things, he was a walking, talking
version of the game Operation with that arm bent up like it was.
“Okay. Why don’t you let me give you a quick once-over to be
sure?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">No.” The word fell between them
without subtlety, and she drew back with a frown. The tough guy
routine was cute really, but nobody was indestructible.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Look, I know this isn’t fun,
but it’s necessary, so—”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">If you think I’m getting in
that ambulance, then you don’t know shit.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Jeff locked eyes on her in a
nonverbal communication of </span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><i>say
the word, </i></span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">but Teagan gave
a quick shake of her head. She’d handled enough tough guys to fill
a stadium, and this one was no different.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">She craned her neck and stepped
close enough to see the numerous abrasions peppered in with the guy’s
dark stubble, meeting his stare head-on even though it sent an
involuntary shiver down the plumb line of her spine.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Let me tell you what I </span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><i>do
</i></span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">know.” She dropped her
voice to just a notch above a whisper and threw on a smile as thick
and sweet as store-bought frosting. “I know your arm is broken, and
I think you know it, too. I know you don’t want me to look at it
even though it hurts like a bitch. And I also know that’s not an
option, because it’s possible that broken arm is the least of your
worries. So here it is. You can either cooperate with me and we’ll
do this the easy way, or I can sedate you and work you over so
thoroughly, I’ll be on a first-name basis with every last part of
you. Are we clear?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">A muscle tightened in the hard line
of his jaw, drawing out the silence for a beat, then two before he
turned toward her ever so slightly, as if waiting for her to get on
with it.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Good enough, she thought as she
lifted her hands to start checking him out.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">But before Teagan could even start
on his pulse, the guy’s free hand had turned to form an ironclad
circle around her wrist.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Heat shot all the way up Teagan’s
arm and her heart whacked against her ribs like a hockey puck
dropping at center ice . . . right up until she realized the guy had
simply reached out to get her attention.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Adrian.” The word, little more
than a harsh affirmation, pushed past his lips quietly, and it
snapped her focus back into place.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Excuse me?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">As fast as he’d touched her, he
loosened his fingers, as if the movement of getting her attention in
the first place had drained his strength to fumes. “My name is
Adrian. And yeah. My arm hurts like hell.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">And just like that, she was moving
again, even though her skin still prickled with strange and residual
warmth.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Can you rate the pain on a scale
of one to ten, ten being the worst pain you’ve ever felt?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Something Teagan couldn’t get a
gauge on flickered across his expression, darkening his eyes to a
steely green gray, but he snuffed it out with an audible exhale. “If
I don’t move it, it’s fine.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">And if you do?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Adrian paused. “Six.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Damn. She’d hate to know what had
given him his ten. “Okay, Adrian, here’s what we’re going to
do. I’m going to have you sit on this cot.” Teagan stopped to
acknowledge Chris’s impeccable timing as he rolled the thing over,
and she reached for the trauma shears Jeff had wordlessly taken from
the bag before she continued. “And I’m going to ask you a couple
of questions while I check you out. You okay with that?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">He dropped his chin a fraction, and
the wince it produced wasn’t lost on her. “What’re those for?”
Adrian asked, gaze firm on the shears in her grip.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">I’m sorry, but in order to get
a good look at you, that jacket’s got to go.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">The feral expression she’d just
lulled off Adrian’s face made a vengeful comeback. “You’re not
cutting my jacket.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Oh, come on. She was a paramedic,
not a magician, and that arm probably resembled a jigsaw puzzle right
out of the box. “You got any better ideas on how to get it off over
a broken limb, Einstein?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">As a matter of fact, I do.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">In the time it took her to blink, he
had the jacket halfway off his shoulders even though the move had to
hurt like nothing else, and Teagan’s gut gave an uncharacteristic
yank.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Wait—stop!”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">But before her words could make it
all the way out, the deed was done. “There . . . you go,” Adrian
grated, his face roughly the color of the sheet on the cot as he
gripped the jacket in his free hand. “Problem solved.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Are you out of your mind? I can’t
help you if you’re only going to make things worse!” </span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;"><i>Christ</i></span><span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">.
If there were broken ribs in that granite wall of a chest of his, he
could’ve single-handedly punctured a lung with that little stunt.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">His voice only held the slightest
hitch as he fixed her with a stoic glance. “You said you needed it
off to get a good look, right? Now you’re free and clear, Red.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Jeff reclaimed the trauma shears and
put them in the bag with a sheepish grin. “Hate to admit it,
O’Malley, but he’s kind of right. What do you need first?”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan sucked down a deep breath and
shot Jeff the mother of all death glares. “I’ve got the RTA. You
work on getting the stuff together to splint that arm.” She turned
her glare on Adrian as Jeff began to rummage for what he needed.
“Park it,” she said, jutting her chin at the cot.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Miraculously, he settled against the
reclined back of the rolling bed and let her take his vitals without
argument. The numbers were startlingly good for someone who’d just
turned his motorcycle into spare parts in the middle of the road, but
she’d seen vitals nosedive without warning too often for that to
mean he was in the clear.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">No better way to assess an injury
than to let your fingers do the walking. Starting at the top of
Adrian’s platinum blond head, she skimmed her hands over him,
missing nothing as she worked her way down the corded muscles in his
neck and chest. The injury to his forearm indicated an obvious break,
but since the skin was intact, she placed the limb carefully at his
side to await a splint before sliding her hands to his abdomen.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Careful. Any more personal and
you’re going to have to take me to dinner first.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">The comment, and the hint of dark
humor that came with it, caught Teagan totally off guard under the
circumstances, and her fingers stuttered over the left side of his
rib cage. She’d done thousands of assessments, and never once had
they been anything other than a hundred percent perfunctory.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">But right now, with her hands about
an inch above the low-slung waistband of Adrian’s jeans, her brain
heaved forward into forbidden territory, and her girly parts were all
too happy to shake off the dust and go along for the unexpected
joyride.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan cleared her throat. Twice.
“I’m, ah, just making sure nothing else feels broken. Did you
lose consciousness at any time? Any dizziness, nausea, trouble
breathing? Anything like that?” She reset her hands and forced
herself to concentrate as she moved them over the rest of his upper
body.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Wow. He really was . . . wow.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">And she really needed to knock it
off.</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
“<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">No, and no. Like I told the cops,
I’m not an idiot. I don’t ride without a helmet.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">She worked her way down the lower
half of his body, satisfied that everything was in working order
before returning her attention to his face. “Good intentions aren’t
always enough to save people, you know.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">His pupils looked round, reactive,
and a lot less pissed than before, and his gravelly voice held a hint
of amusement as he said, “Spare me the lecture, Red. I’m a big
boy.”</span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-top: 0.17in; text-indent: 0.5in;">
<span style="font-family: Book Antiqua, serif;">Teagan fought both the urge to agree
with him and the burning desire to roll her eyes. “Gee, I’ve
never heard that nickname for a redhead before.”</span></div>
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Besides her family, Lacey Robinson’s only other love is baseball. She’s on top of the world when Arizona State University approaches her to discuss a scholarship. To play for a college boys’ team is beyond what she has ever dreamed. Her fastball is impeccable, her slider equally as good, and her curveball annihilates anyone who dares to step in the batter’s box. But fate has its own way of throwing curveballs. When she loses her mother and sister to a home invasion, baseball and her dreams die with them. Tragedy has a way of seeping deep into her psyche, causing nightmares, panic attacks and blackouts. Diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, her psychiatrist recommends a change of scenery and picking up the things that she loved to do, and for Lacey that is baseball.<br />
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After a move clear across the country, only two things matter to Lacey—overcome her PTSD and make Kensington High’s baseball team. But trying out for the team comes with complications—the captain, Aaron Seever, doesn’t want a girl on the team.<br />
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Adding to her new life, she never counted on meeting someone who wants her as badly as Kade Maxwell. The tall, sexy and drool-worthy bad boy has a magical touch that awakens her feminine side, and a kiss that slowly erases her nightmares. But getting involved with him may be dangerous when Kade’s arch-nemesis returns to town to settle a vendetta. <br />
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To complicate matters, her PTSD has taken a turn for the worse. She has to find a way to push away the demons otherwise she may not have a chance at anything in life.<br />
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He grinned with his infamous Maxwell smirk as he cupped my face.<br />
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I had barely caught my breath when his mouth was on me. I opened to him as his tongue dipped inside, twining with mine. He tasted like forever. I wiggled against his hardness, and he moaned. Abandoning my mouth, he trailed his lips along my jaw, my ear, and my neck. He licked over my racing pulse while the heat from his hands was scorching my back. His torment was too much, yet not enough. My clothes grew constrictive. I wanted to feel his bare skin against mine.<br />
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As if he sensed my need, he lifted my sweater over my head, throwing it to the floor. His eyes were seas of shimmering copper. The backs of his fingers ghosted up and over my abs to land on the clasp of my bra. For perhaps one second he hesitated before unsnapping it. When he did, I sucked in a breath, my nipples hardening. He removed one strap then the other before it fell behind me.<br />
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“Beautiful,” he breathed, as he traced the outline of my breasts, teasing, but never touching the sensitive peaks that ached for his magical fingers or even his mouth.<br />
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I pressed my hips into him, feeling his arousal. Desire swirled down my belly in a slow, sinuous slide.<br />
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He groaned, deep and sensual. “Baby, tell me what you want.”<br />
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My body tingled. My brain went blank. “You.” All I wanted to do right now was feel him and everything he had to offer.<br />
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His eyes widened with a savage intensity that frightened me, yet calmed me. He pressed a kiss to my breast, gliding his warm mouth over my nipple before sucking on it. I arched into him, rubbing against him. He moaned, giving my other breast the same attention.<br />
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I fisted my hands in his sweater, tugging it up. He eased back, raising his arms. I lifted his sweater and T-shirt over his head before tossing it aside. My gaze wandered over him, drinking in every muscled inch of him from the line of light brown hair that disappeared into his jeans, to the six-pack abs that sculpted his midsection, to the tattoos on his chest.<br />
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Pushing his fingers through my hair, he brushed his lips over mine. “Are you sure, Lace?” His voice was barely audible.</div>
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S. B. Alexander’s passion for writing began when she read her first Stephen King novel, The Shining. Over the years she kept telling family and friends she was going to write a book. Fifteen years later, on the advice of a friend, she sat down and wrote her first novel. One year later, she published two novels with three more slotted for release. Her books are targeted toward the young adult and new adult markets.<br />
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Her young adult series, Vampire SEALS, includes two books, On the Edge of Humanity, and On the Edge of Eternity, which have garnered high praise from readers. Dare to Kiss is the first book in her new adult series.<br />
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Alexander’s career has been colorful—a former navy veteran, high school math teacher and college professor, sales consultant, coach, and manager. She loves baseball, especially the Boston Red Sox. She enjoys playing golf, is moved by music and great stories, and will go out of her way to help people.<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt;">The Page<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;">by M. Jonathan Lee<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><b><u>Synopsis</u></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">"Following
a tragic car accident, Michael Sewell is alone for the first time. The loss of
his wife, Margaret after thirty years of marriage has left a hole far greater
than Michael could have imagined.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Persuaded to go
on holiday, by his daughter Jane, a page blown from a book crosses the pool and
sticks to his chest. The words from the page resonate with Michael, describing
in detail the exact events leading up to the accident.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Now, Michael
must delve into his past and face his future, taking him and his family on a
horrifying and tragic journey toward the truth."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">That
evening the conversation in the pub had not gone exactly how the woman had
expected. It had gone exactly how the man expected. He had been preparing for
this for some time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The
woman had been trying, as the man had requested, to ‘book an appointment’ with
him for a number of weeks. He was busy at work. He didn’t have time for a
drink. She had waited patiently, rebuffed over and over but tenaciously
persevering like a summer wasp. Each time she was refused his time, she would
return with unrelenting persistence. She would get her moment. She would have
her say. The man believed he knew what the woman had to say and internally
conceded he would allow her ‘her’ moment. Just not yet. First, he needed time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">One
evening a number of weeks earlier, he had finally relented and suggested they
go to a country pub to have the conversation the woman so desperately wanted.
She was unsure why he had picked this particular pub over any of their usual,
more local choices. However, due to the nature of what she had to say and the
fact that they were likely to bump into friends or perhaps clients, she felt
that on this occasion she could allow this. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">They
shared the usual small talk on the ten-mile journey, each knowing that they
would speak about something much larger when they arrived. At the pub the man
ordered his usual whisky and water, the woman her small Chardonnay. The pub was
long and thin, with the exterior stone visible in places. The cream walls were
lit with mock-Victorian gaslights which housed amber-coloured light bulbs that
jumped and crackled in a predefined pattern. The man directed her to a small,
quiet corner which he had selected on his previous solitary visit. He hadn’t
noticed the light bulbs that day, as it had been a busy lunchtime with bright
sunshine streaming through the chipped white window frames. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The
woman had considered ordering a large glass of wine but decided against it as
she wanted to be completely clear when she said what she had to say. She had
rehearsed the conversation over and over in her head for as long as she could
remember. It had forced her awake on too many nights over so many years whilst
he lay asleep beside her. She was therefore somewhat startled when the man
spoke first, scattering her rigidly prepared conversation structure like
dominoes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“I
know why we’re here, Margaret,” he said in a headmaster-like tone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“You
do?” she replied, already struggling to remain steadfast.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Yes,
I do, Margaret,” he replied, repeating her name for gravitas.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">She
immediately knew that she had lost control of the situation. She was used to
this tone, that unwavering, quietly spoken ‘you are nothing without me’ tone.
It was one of many other characteristics she had got used to during their
thirty or so years of marriage: his condescending looks, his controlling
nature, his ability to make her feel like she physically shrunk when he spoke
to her. She couldn’t remember whether it had always been like this. The feeling
of well, just drowning. Being caught in a funnel of rapidly reducing sand,
spinning helplessly toward the narrow chute at the bottom. The life being
sucked from you. A feeling of pure misery. Pure misery. No, she concluded, she
couldn’t remember any other feeling as far as the man was concerned. But more
recently she had begun to feel alive. It was a physical feeling, as if
something inside her had burst and sent shockwaves from the centre of her body
to her furthest extremities. To her fingers. Her toes. Her own mortality and
her own happiness were now paramount. She could not continue to live this way.
These thoughts flooded into her mind and mentally she returned to her script.
She would not be overpowered. Not this time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Well,”
she said, “then you’ll know I’ve been unhappy for some time.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">His
eyes narrowed. “Margaret, if I could just stop you there...”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">The Page has 15 clues which to a lesser
or greater extent give away the twist in the final chapter. The clues are
inserted into the text and hopefully are well-hidden. To celebrate the release
of The Page in February 2015, a competition will be run. We will invite people
to identifythe clues and enter (when they have ten or more - as some may be so
well hidden they are never found) through my website www.jonathanleeauthor.com. The competition
will close 163 days after the release of The Page, and the winner (i.e. the one
who identified the most clues - in the event of a tie - at random) will win:<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">1) One month's royalties earned from The
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- review copy - there are only 20 of these worldwide;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">4) A signed copy of my back catalogue in
paperback or kindle version;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">5) The Page promotional mug;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">6) A free signed copy of all future
novels released by me for life.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial;">The overall winner will win 1-6 above.
2nd/3rd will received 4-6 only.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Jonathan Lee was born in a small mining town somewhere in the
north of England. His first novel, The Radio was nationally shortlisted in The
Novel Prize 2012 for new authors, coming second from over 4,000 entries. The
Radio was published in April 2013 and has received critical acclaim and sold more
than 5,000 copies. His second novel, The Page is published in Spring 2015.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Amazon: http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Radio-M-Jonathan-Lee/dp/1784621293/ref=cm_cr-mr-title<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Hello, Zoey.” The voice is deep and husky.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The photos I’ve seen of him over the years, when my brother would text me a funny shot—a selfie of him and Nate at some top chef restaurant, at the beach, or at a coffee house—didn’t nearly do him justice. Those shots were goofy poses with baseball caps turned backwards and funny faces. Not that I didn’t think he was good looking in them, because I did, but there’s just something different about him.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I blink and focus on the matter at hand. “You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Staring at the ground, he leans against the door jam. “You beat me to the punch. I was just about to ask you the same question.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Why would you ask me that?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">His gaze lifts, and those eyes, those bewitching emerald green eyes, stare back at me. “Not that I mind that you’re here. It’s just—a little warning would have been nice. That’s all.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">His tone is more bemused than apologetic.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I’m not sure what to think.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">With a straight and confident stance, I clear my throat. “I e-mailed you earlier today to let you know that I was coming for the weekend. I’m really sorry about the late notice, but I decided at the last minute.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">He reaches into the pocket of his low-slung jeans and pulls out his phone. After a few taps and scrolls he looks up at me. “I guess you did. Here it is. I’m usually on top of my e-mails but today my . . . schedule was full. Had I seen your message, I would have tried to rearrange my plans.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“That’s fine really. I managed. It’s not a big deal.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I steal a glance at my reliable Timex—just after midnight. What is he doing in my brother’s house in the middle of the night? Just as I’m about to ask him, my eyes catch sight of the way he predatorily walks around the room and I’m momentarily distracted. He moves like a panther— slowly circling his prey, keeping his distance, not too close, but close enough to pounce if he feels the urge. He settles back against the wall, just a little closer now. “Zoey, did you hear me?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I swallow. “Sorry, what?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">His tone grows more insistent. “I said I would have at least sent a car for you. You shouldn’t be out in this weather on your own.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">My brow furrows. Why is he still talking about the airport?</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">When I don’t respond, he crosses his arms over his chest like he owns the place.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">It’s then that reality sinks in. And as cliché as this sounds, I am not going to let Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome intimidate me. It’s time to take charge. “There was no need. I managed just fine. But if you didn’t know I was coming, can I ask what you’re doing here?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Confusion seems to have taken over his thoughts as he steps even closer—moving with a lethal grace that makes my body start to hum. I can’t help but study him as his features come into clear focus. His body is long and lean. His hair is dark, the most unusual shade of brown, maybe like the color of expensive chocolate, but not exactly. His eyes are languid, watchful, and the most beautiful shade I’ve ever seen—darker than emeralds or the deepest of forest greens. His </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">lips look full and soft. He is handsome in a way that is unlike anyone I’ve ever seen.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">My mind is going haywire.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">A look of realization seems to cross his face as he stares at me.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Nate, why are you at my brother’s house in the middle of the night?” I ask him again.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">With a smirk, he ignores my question. Instead of answering me, he opens the door beside him. It’s a closet, Zach’s closet to be exact, and he steps right in, again like he owns the place.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“What are you doing?” I ask impatiently.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">He comes back into the bedroom with a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt in his hand. “You’re trembling. How about you get changed and we sit down to talk?”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The audacity of this man is beyond comprehension. From his e-mails he seemed nice, but then again, you never can tell what lurks behind the words on a computer screen.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">He stares and his small smirk really irritates me. “Take these, they’re mine. I’ll wait downstairs while you get changed.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">If I weren’t standing here, chilled and in my underwear, I might just tell him to go to hell. But instead I reach for the clothes, and as I do, I start to wonder if he’s been squatting in my brother’s house. Once the clothes are in my hands, his mouth spreads into a slow, easy grin.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Annoyance grabs hold of me as I pivot on my bare feet and head toward the bathroom, making sure not to glance over my shoulder. When I hear heavy footsteps, I let my body fall back and shut everything out of my mind for a few short seconds.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">What is going on?</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">When I’ve gathered my composure, I quickly strip out of my wet clothes and redress. Then I make the mistake of looking in the mirror. A wet dog would look better than I do right now. In an effort to improve the image, I grab a towel and wipe the black mascara from under my eyes. Then I use my fingers to comb through my mass of curls and try to calm them, but that’s nearly impossible.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Okay, better—but not great.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Who cares anyway?</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The 27 Club only admits those who die young and tragically. My brother was recently bestowed membership and joined many of our ancestors before him. I know I’m next. This is my destiny, and I was ready to yield.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">But then I met Nate. He awakened a sensuality in me that had never been explored, never satisfied. I knew then I could no longer accept my destiny. Nate’s presence controls me. I’m overwhelmed by his touch, his words; my every thought is consumed by desire. I believe he was brought into my life for a reason.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 19px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I live in Florida with my husband and four kids. I've always had a love for reading books and writing. Being an English major in college, I wanted to teach at the college level but that was not to be. I went on to receive an MBA and became a project manager until quitting to raise my family. I currently work part-time with my husband and full-time embracing one of my biggest passions—writing. </span></div>
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<b>Title: </b>If</div>
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<span style="color: black;"><b>Author: </b>N<b>.</b>G. Jones</span></div>
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<b>Genre: </b><span style="color: black;">New Adult</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><b>Release Date: </b>March 16, 2015</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">If…</span>
<span style="color: black;">Someone hadn't scarred my face.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I hadn’t followed my dreams to LA.</span>
<span style="color: black;">That tweaker hadn't attacked that homeless guy.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I hadn't invited a stranger over for Thanksgiving.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I hadn’t fallen in love.</span>
<span style="color: black;">If I hadn’t lost him.</span>
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<span style="color: black;">If…</span>
<span style="color: black;">I hadn’t gone for that drive.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I saw the world like everyone else.</span>
<span style="color: black;">My “genius” wasn’t slowly destroying me.</span>
<span style="color: black;">I had just walked away before I could ever know her.</span>
<span style="color: black;">She hadn’t ignited the spark.</span>
<span style="color: black;">If the spark didn’t ignite the madness.</span>
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<span style="color: black;">“Let’s start with something simple. How about a tree, in the fall, so you can play with color?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">She smiled. “That sounds perfect.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Okay, we’re going to use acrylic because if you make a mistake, you can paint over it as soon as it dries.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Oh ye of little faith,” she said, coming over to stand in front of me at the easel. She was so close, I could feel her warmth even though we weren’t touching. The pale glow that surrounded her now grazed me.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I squeezed out green and white and showed her how to mix for the right shade. Then I told her to lay down short, staccato thrusts, but her swipes were, frankly, juvenile and clunky. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“No, see, you are trying to draw the tree. You just need to focus on the leaf, and then pull that back to how the light hits the leaf because a leaf, even a leaf that you just see as green, is many shades of green.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“And this is why I’m a dancer,” Bird said. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Here,” I said, grabbing some of the brush handle from behind, “let me guide you.” It was a mistake. Her lavender scent grew strong, and I could smell her fruity shampoo on top of it, and the curves of her behind pressed against my pelvis. The heat rolled down my neck, and to my fingertips. Even though I was touching wood, I felt the warmth of the coziest blanket rubbing against them. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Okay,” she said in barely a whisper. Her voice moved in transparent cerulean and seafoam wavelengths in my line of sight. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I slid my hands up the edge of the brush, so my hand was over her delicate hand. And shit, I am only a man and I just wanted her so bad. But, I focused on the empty sheet on the easel. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“So you start soft, tentative, until you find a rhythm.” My words were barely a breeze against her ear. “Just relax.” I gently guided her hand and she let me take over. I used the hand of my muse to fill the canvas with strokes of green. “This will be the foundation, but soon we’ll fill it with browns and oranges, even pinks.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“We? You’re doing all the work, but I like it that way,” she said, almost woozily, as if she were in the same trance as me. She leaned back, resting her head against the front of my shoulder. My heart thudded so hard, I was afraid she would be able to feel it. I guided her hand to a cup of water and she dropped the brush. But I didn’t let go. I didn’t want to let go, and I don’t think she wanted me to either. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Let’s come back to this, we can work on it a little each day,” she said, turning her palm up so she could thread her fingers into mine. The heat was everywhere, like a warm rush of water, lulling me to do whatever the hell she wanted. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“Now, I show you how to dance.” She turned, using my hand, and then she was facing me. Her skin radiated through tiny freckles on her cheeks and nose.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">The next song on the album played. “I love this song,” Bird said, pulling me to the open floor in front of the record player as “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart” began to play. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“There’s only one way to dance to a song like this,” she said, stepping in close, guiding my hands to her waist, as she wrapped hers around my neck. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">There was too much. A kaleidoscope of lilting colors, the strong scent of lavender, a sweet taste like nectar, the blooming warmth rushing through my body. </span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><i>I am only a man. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><b>About The Author</b></span></div>
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<a href="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Nina1.jpg"><img alt="Nina" class="alignnone wp-image-18780 size-thumbnail" src="http://www.readlovelust.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Nina1-150x150.jpg" height="150" width="150" /></a></div>
<span style="color: black;">Nina G. Jones is the author of the bestselling novel DEBT, the Strapped Series and the erotic romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel. She wants to say something clever here, but all her good material goes into her characters. </span>
<span style="color: black;"> Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Her first new adult romance, If, releases on <span class="aBn" data-term="goog_1443804641" tabindex="0"><span class="aQJ">March 16th, 2015</span></span> under the moniker N.G. Jones.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Nina LOVES connecting with readers. You can connect with her via Facebook, Twitter, or email her through her website, NinaGJones.com. </span>
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<span style="text-decoration: underline;">Bound For Hell</span></h2>
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Book 1 of The Bound Trilogy, by Kendra Leigh</h3>
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<i>Relentlessly sexy. Emotionally deep. Tangled, twisted, intricately woven love story with romance and suspense. </i></div>
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<i>For readers 18 and over due to explicit sexual content.</i></div>
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Ethan Wilde. Billionaire. Business Man.</div>
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Passionate. Powerful. Persistent.</div>
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One of New York’s most eligible bachelors.</div>
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Angel Lawson. Photographer. Gallery Owner.</div>
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Burdened. Beautiful. Broken.</div>
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A woman bound by the ropes of her sins and forgotten past, fearful of her future.</div>
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A chance encounter…</div>
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Consumed by guilt and tormented by the bonds of a tragic past, Angel Lawson’s life has been a solitary journey, condemned to live without love. In order to preserve her damaged soul from further rejection, sex is as close to a man as she ever plans to get. She was already hell-bound for her sins. One more wasn’t going to hurt ...</div>
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... or so she thought.</div>
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When a passionate encounter throws her into the world of Ethan Wilde, Angel is helpless to resist the irrefutable desire and depth of raw emotion he ignites in her.</div>
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Ethan is as intense as he is sinfully sexy. Irretrievably captivated by Angel, he seems just as intent on understanding her naked soul as he is desperate to possess every inch of her naked body.</div>
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Angel craves his touch like a drug and yearns for the love he promises, but surrendering to the feelings he’s unearthed will mean exposing her fears and releasing the demons buried for a lifetime. Exposing her heart will leave it at risk of being broken.</div>
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Will Angel choose to leave her life of solitude behind, or is the choice no longer hers?</div>
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Ethan Wilde is used to getting what he wants … and what he wants is Angel.</div>
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With a sexy growl, he turned to leave the room, the sight of his all-masculine form stirring a need within and suddenly an overwhelming urge washed over me. Before I knew what I was doing, I’d picked up the discarded towel from the floor, twirled it into a spiraled rope and flicked him hard on the behind. The action made a loud thwacking noise, and I knew that the end of the towel had caught him perfectly, the image of a large, purple colored splotch right in the middle of his left butt cheek, forming in my mind.
He stopped dead, waited a few agonizing beats, and slowly began to turn at the waist to meet my gaze. Wide eyes and parted lips revealed an expression that flitted somewhere between disbelief and outrage.
<i>Oh shit! </i>
“Not so clever to begin a towel snapping war when you’re butt naked, Miss Lawson.” His eyes slid greedily and victoriously over my bare body.
I felt incredibly exposed. He was right. I was naked and defenseless. He was strong, mean-looking, and blocking my escape route. A look of exultance slid onto his perfect face, his lips twitching with a touch of smugness. Christ, he looked fucking sexy.
I glanced around the room, cautiously weighing my options. Ethan’s eyes seemed to follow mine, moving between him, the open doorway, and my robe, which was discarded on the floor where I’d left it.
“What? You really think you have a hope in hell of escaping?” He shook his head, making a <i>tsk</i>ing noise.
Shrugging, I replied foolishly, “What? You think you have a hope in hell of stopping me?”
His eyes lit up with the challenge, a smoldering intensity settling on his sinful mouth as his tongue flicked out to run over his upper lip. My gaze shifted briefly to the bulge of his swollen cock straining beneath the fabric of his jeans, leaving me in no doubt as to the level of his aroused state. My mouth kinked into a wry smile.
“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do,” he said guilefully. “I’ll give you to the count to three to make your escape, and then I’m coming after you. And when I catch you—which I will—I’m going to spank your pert, pink ass. And then … I’m going to fuck you … Hard.”
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The moment you think everything is perfect in your life, it can all come tumbling down on top of you.
Shattered Souls hasn’t seen each other in months. Deception and ghosts from the past have torn them apart, leading them their separate ways. When they realize they need to solve their differences and get back together for the sake of the band, they can’t find their lead singer, Rook Tyler, who’s been missing for months.
Twisted Perfection is just coming off the high of yet another tour but this time, they weren’t riding the coat tails of Shattered Souls. Even though they’ve become more popular, all of the success from the last tour means nothing to Maisy as she continues to struggle daily from the loss of Rook.
Fame finds both of the bands but sometimes, it can be lonely at the top. Both bands realize if they want to succeed, they have to drop their differences and join together, but it’s never that easy. Lovers, drugs, people’s pasts and death get in the way, while they try to travel down the bumpy road toward fame.
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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, <i>Caught Looking</i>.
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“You’re an addiction I can’t overcome, no matter how hard I try.” – Rook Tyler
His life consists of his best friend, Jack Daniels, his favorite drug of choice and women. Rook Tyler lives for performing at night and wasting the rest of his days washing away the pain from his childhood so he doesn’t have to feel anything...ever. The only people he trusts are his band mates from Shattered Souls and he wants to keep it that way. His life was completely under control and simple until he heard the voice of Maisy Madison filter through The Tavern speakers.
Growing up in the foster care system with her two other band mates from Twisted Perfection, Maisy finds herself doing pretty much anything to get her and her band noticed but nothing seems to be working. One lucky night, Shattered Souls, the most popular band in the country, decides to show up at their little concert and luckily signs them on the spot. But the arena venues and massive amount of fans isn’t what has Maisy shaking in her heels. It’s the deep baritone voice of Rook Tyler that has haunted her dreams for years which has her wondering if she can actually go through with the tour.
The force is almost too strong. He can feel her everywhere he goes and no matter how much he tries to resist her, he finds himself gravitating towards Maisy, wanting to hold her, kiss her and touch her. He knows he shouldn’t get involved. He knows no matter what, he will end up hurting her but he can’t help it, his soul is connected to hers and the pull is too strong for him to resist.
Rook warned her time and time again but she doesn’t listen, she doesn’t want to listen. She needs him and she doesn’t care that she knows deep down in her heart that their relationship is going to end in disaster.She refuses to acknowledge that no matter what they do, their love is toxic.
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: transparent;">Amy Metz is the author of Murder & Mayhem In Goose Pimple Junction. She is a former first grade teacher and the mother of two sons. When not actively engaged in writing, enjoying her family, or surfing Facebook or Pinterest, Amy can usually be found with a mixing spoon, camera, or book in one hand and a glass of sweet tea in the other. Amy lives in Louisville, Kentucky.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Hendrix (Caldwell Brothers, #1)</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Chelsea Camaron & M.J. Fields</span></div>
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<span id="freeText3607241003726214267" style="color: black;">“One bourbon, one shot, one night—that’s my world. Life is finally getting on track for me and my brothers. Things are far from perfect, but after removing the thorn from our sides, they damn sure are looking up.” –Hendrix Caldwell.</span>
<span style="color: black;">Hendrix Caldwell, the oldest of the Caldwell brothers, is the ever steady voice of reason out of the three Detroit—Rock City’s—wild boys. Focused, determined, and living with a chip on his shoulder, Hendrix is married to his bar, allowing no time for anything more than a casual hook up. Work hard, play harder—that is the Caldwell brothers’ way.</span>
<span style="color: black;">For Olivia Gordon, life is nothing except the school of hard knocks. Born as the conse-quence of a one night stand, Olivia didn’t have the childhood found in movies and books. How-ever, she’s all grown up now and completely on her own. Drowning in debt, she is looking for a small break in life, but the hits just keep on coming.</span>
<span style="color: black;">One night, one charity event, two masks hiding them from the world and each other… Two people let go and share the best of each other in a luxury hotel’s storage closet for one night they both can’t forget. One night they both revisit in their dreams.</span>
<span style="color: black;">What happens when two worlds collide not once, but twice? When they find out who was behind the mask, will sparks fly, or will their past demons keep them apart?</span>
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<span style="color: black;"><b>Chelsea Camaron</b></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming. </span></div>
<span style="color: black;">Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice. </span>
<span style="color: black;">Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works. </span>
<span style="color: black;">When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.</span>
<span style="color: black;">She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.</span>
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<span style="color: black;">MJ Fields's love of writing was in full swing by age eight. Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter for family members. The newsletter was put back into 'publication' in September of 2001 for the entertainment of her cousin on a Navy aircraft carrier in the gulf, (Her cousin is a female Navy officer and helicopter pilot).</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">She self-published her first New Adult romance in January 18, 2013. Today, she has completed four self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The Burning Souls series, and The Men of Steel series.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><i>Ties of Steel</i>, (the first series spun off of some the Men of Steel series) book 1 ABE and book 2 Dominic are now available. The <i>Norfolk</i> series, has two titles available now, Irons 1 and Irons 2.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">MJ is an Amazon bestselling author in multiple categories as well as all of Amazon as a whole. She lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.</span></div>
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Hell’s Kitchen (Hell’s Kitchen #1)
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Tribeca (Hell’s Kitchen #2)
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Bleeker Street (Hell’s Kitchen #3)
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<b>Hell’s Kitchen (Hell’s Kitchen #1)</b></div>
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<i>*From International Bestselling authors Callie Hart and Lili St. Germain comes a tale of two families co-existing in a melting pot of violence, murder and drugs in the seedy underbelly of New York City*</i></div>
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Roberto Barbieri is known in the Kitchen by many names: Bobby B. The Barber of Brooklyn. Il Assassino. My brother and I call him Father. No matter what name you call him by, when Roberto Barbieri tells you do something, you do it. No questions asked. And you do NOT f*ck it up.
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<b>Callie Hart</b>
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Callie has experienced many changes throughout her life, and gone through many ups and downs that have all worked towards shaping and molding her into the person she is today: fun loving, active, social, and hard working. The only thing that has remained a constant throughout her life is writing. Creating characters who will tear your conscience in two is a favorite pastime of Callie’s. There are few real saints and sinners in her books; more often, the denizens of her stories are all very human. Broken, flawed, and always with the potential for redemption.</div>
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Despite the subject matter being markedly hot and heavy in comparison to the stories she wrote in elementary school, there will always be an element of fairytale to her work.</div>
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Stalk Her: <a href="http://www.calliehart.com/">Website</a> -<a href="https://www.facebook.com/calliehartauthor">Facebook</a> - <a href="https://twitter.com/_callie_hart">Twitter</a> - <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7771953.Callie_Hart">Goodreads</a> -<a href="http://eepurl.com/IzhzL">Join Callie’s Newsletter</a></div>
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<b>Lili Saint Germain</b></h3>
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Lili writes dark romance, suspense and paranormal stories. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Pinterest.</div>
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She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.</div>
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Leather & Lace - Las Vegas</h1>
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Callie Hart & Lili St. Germain are coming back to the US! Just in time for the release of their joint project<b>Hell's Kitchen</b><b>.</b> Join Callie and Lili, Saturday <b>March 14th</b>, at the super cool Inspire News Cafe from 5-7 for a special printing and signing of their newest book and a Q& A session.</div>
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Then, come upstairs to the Wayfarer Bar, from 7-9 for cocktails (cash bar) and laughs. It'll be a fun evening with Hell's Kitchen chatter, some themed cocktails, light bites and a chance to spend some more time talking about all things Hart St Germain.</div>
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**Books that are printed will be available for purchase for around $10. Exact price to be confirmed closer to event date. This is pretty awesome! The machine that prints books while you watch is one of only 30 in the world! You'll be able to take away your unique, limited edition of Hell's Kitchen, signed by both authors - There will never be others that look like the ones printed in Vegas.</div>
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<a href="http://blogspot.us3.list-manage1.com/track/click?u=57e37a344b3c90428f69e74ac&id=739d95627d&e=299614c864"><i>Inspire News Cafe</i></a> (downstairs) and <a href="http://blogspot.us3.list-manage1.com/track/click?u=57e37a344b3c90428f69e74ac&id=eb12581793&e=299614c864"><i>Wayfarer Bar</i></a> (upstairs) are both gorgeous, hip venues with kick ass atmosphere! The Wayfarer bar is where we'll finish the night and is a gorgeous, mad-men inspired bar that will be closed just for attendees!</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 18.2000007629395px; text-align: justify;">Telling stories of resilient women, Kathryn Biel hails from upstate New York and is a spouse and mother of two wonderful and energetic kids. In between being Chief Home Officer and Director of Child Development of the Biel household, she works as a school-based physical therapist. She attended Boston University and received her Doctorate in Physical Therapy from The Sage Colleges. After years of writing countless letters of medical necessity for wheelchairs, finding increasingly creative ways to encourage the government and insurance companies to fund her clients' needs, and writing entertaining annual Christmas letters, she decided to take a shot at writing the kind of novel that she likes to read. Her musings and rants can be found on her personal blog, Biel Blather. She is the author of <i>Good Intentions</i>(2013), <i>Hold Her Down</i> (2014), <i>I'm Still Here </i>(2014), <i>Jump, Jive, and Wail</i> (2015), and <i>Fly Robin Fly</i>, a short story (part of <i>Cupid on the Loose: A Valentine's Anthology </i>201</span><span style="line-height: 18.2000007629395px; text-align: justify;">5<i>)</i>. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Thank you to Kathryn Biel for providing me with Jump, Jive, and Wail so I may write this review.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Kathryn tugged on my heart strings reading how genuinely
appreciative she was for the assistance received writing Jump, Jive, and Wail. Many eBooks I have read I have not come across
an acknowledgement page. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I enjoyed learning that she was inspired to write
this book while watching the ski jumpers at the 2014 Sochi Winter Olympics. This
was the first Olympics that woman were allowed to compete in. This book is a
tribute to those brave women who fought for the right to represent. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and Declan. Both are strangers, on the same flight, and both stranded together at
the airport due to a weather delay. Over the course of the story both of them
learn how each other’s commonalities intertwine into their lives. As a reader
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Right off the bat I felt a connection with Kaitlin. She
and I both suffer from a dropped foot. She also sells medical devices,
electrical stimulation units (called TENS unit). We both have used them to
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There were many passages in the book that I liked and
could relate to. This is just one of many. “Last I checked Mother Nature doesn't take personal requests.” He chided me jokingly. “Plus, you live in Detroit. How
can you not like winter? Isn't it automatically in Michiganders DNA?” I myself live in Buffalo, NY so this gave me a chuckle. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I really enjoyed reading Jump, Jive, and Wail by
Kathryn R. Beil. I rate this eBooks a 4.5 out of 5 kisses. I would definitely read
more of her eBooks. </span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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