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Thursday, September 22, 2016

rebecca-webRebecca Bridges grew up in Oklahoma in the third largest city of that state. Of course, in Oklahoma at that time the population was under one hundred thousand so she’s not a big city girl. She had the opportunity to live in Germany two different times, once in the 1970s and again in the early 2000s, for a total of eight years. Living in Germany she took advantage of the close proximity of all the other countries to travel and shop. Yes, she enjoys shopping and bargaining for the best price of whatever local goods are available.
Rebecca worked for more than thirty years for the Department of the Army as a computer specialist. In addition she served as a Warrant Officer in the U.S. Army Reserves. During her life she’s lived in nine different states from California to South Carolina and Texas to Missouri. You’ll notice she’s avoided going too far north since she’s not fond of cold weather!
Rebecca and her husband decided to make South Carolina their retirement home in 2011. Although she dabbled in writing prior to retirement she became committed to honing her craft and set a goal to have her books published. Now she’s completed one book she has another novel and a novella underway.
Growing up in Oklahoma she could see for miles across the plains where buffalo grass, paint brush flowers and mesquite trees grew. Her view today includes ocean waves, dolphins, pelicans and palmetto trees in South Carolina.

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Madison Hendricks shatters U.S. Army Ranger Trevor Montgomery’s self-imposed isolation when she knocks on the door of his mountain cabin. Their initial challenge to stay alive switches to tracking down dangerous criminals and bringing them to justice. Growing attraction pulls at both of them even though neither wants or needs the distraction.

The view from this angle had her wanting to see more. Trevor had one fine backside. Madison stumbled. He turned and grabbed her arm before she did a face plant.
“Are you all right?” he whispered. His concern appeared genuine. “Is the pace too fast for you?”
“I’m fine.” Her reply matched his low voice. Heat flooded her cheeks. She’d been too preoccupied thinking about his ass to watch her step. “Caught my foot on a root. The pace is fine.”

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Outsider Release by Lindsey Winsemius

Title: Outsider
Author: Lindsey Winsemius
Series: Secret of Alba #3
Genre: Romance / Suspense / Dystopian 

Will his past become her ruin?

I had it all; power, respect, independence. But now everything is falling apart around me. And I can't help myself; I need to trust the one man I shouldn't ...

I barely escaped my past. I only bring death to people I care about, so now I keep my distance. Until her. Something about this woman draws me in ... 

Death has returned to Alba, and the number of victims is growing. Can they stop the evil plaguing their nation before it's too late?

Find out who survives the epidemic in this stunning conclusion to the Secret of Alba series. 

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The days were busy, but the nights were hell.

Being so close to Helen, so close but so distant, was taking its toll on his temper.

He looked forward to the evenings, when they would eat together, discussing the day's events. She had a sharp wit he found alternately amusing and arousing.

It was in those quiet times together that she let down her guard, and the prickly, independent woman of the day revealed a softer side he'd never seen before. 

And every night when she got up to go to her own room, it became harder and harder not to stop her. To beg her to let him in her bed.

But he'd told himself he'd give her space. She was pregnant and her lover had died only a few short months earlier.

He didn't think he could take much more.

Tonight he didn't know if he could keep himself from seeking out the relief only she could offer.

Darkness had just fallen over the city when he'd arrived home. To her villa, he corrected himself. Thinking of this place as home would be a mistake.

They'd shared dinner and retired to the study to talk, as they did most nights. He couldn't take his eyes from her as she approached, her small feet bare, two mugs of tea in her delicate hands.

She gave him a quizzical look as she handed him one, laced with the whiskey she knew he liked, and he realized he must have been staring.

He thanked her absently, forcing his gaze out the window of the sitting room. The Serenity Garden was beyond, the nearly full moon gleaming off the pool in the center, casting strange shadows from the carefully groomed shrubbery. 

He took a swallow of the tea, scalding his tongue, and cursed quietly.

"Is everything alright?" Helen asked, curling her own small form into the chair adjacent his, hands cupping her mug carefully.

"Yes, everything is fucking fantastic," he muttered.

"If you're so over-stressed, perhaps you should go to bed now," Helen retorted sharply.

Vick groaned, the image of his bed, with her in it, popping into his mind. He dropped his head in his hands, rubbing the palms on his eyes, trying to erase the image.

He heard rustling, and felt Helen's slender, cool hand on his brow. He breathed deeply of her scent; sharp and tangy citrus.

"You feel warm, but not feverish."

He laughed softly, mostly at himself.

"Vick, you're worrying me. What ...?" Helen gently forced his face up so she could search his eyes, her hands cupping his bearded jaw.

Sparks of heat traveled from where her hands touched his face and her arm brushed his.

He couldn't be the kind, understanding friend she needed tonight. Standing abruptly, he pulled her up with him. Her mouth parted in surprise, and he gave in to the urge that had been building for weeks. Since the moment he'd first seen her, in fact.

His mouth lowered, not giving her time to protest or pull away, sealing any sounds inside. He didn't waste a moment, his lips claiming hers with force, his tongue sweeping inside. His kiss was fast, almost desperate, for he was afraid she'd push him away at any moment.

She tasted of honey and lemon, her soft mouth taut in surprise for a long moment. Fear mingled with need as he began to think he'd been mistaken; that perhaps she didn't desire him as he did her. He deepened the kiss, feeling as if he was inhaling her essence, breathing the tiny gasps coming from her throat.

Just as he was about to pull away in defeat, she melted into him, her arms coming up to grip his shirt, her tongue tentatively meeting his.

He pulled her tighter against him, his large frame nearly shaking with need and the effort to go slow; to be gentle.

"Vick," she gasped as his lips left hers for a moment to taste the corner of her mouth, her high cheekbones, and delicate jaw. His hands moved from her shoulders, down her slender sides, and under the satin nightshirt she wore.

She gasped again as his palms grazed her taut nipples, his mouth drinking in the sounds hungrily. He moved lower, and they both froze as he touched the slightly convex shape of her stomach.

He felt her go stiff, her hands lowering from his arms to protectively cover her slight mound. He released her, letting her take a step back, his hands fisting at his sides to keep them from grabbing her again.

Helen swayed slightly, looked bemused, before sinking back into her chair. Her perfectly coiffed hair was mussed, her lips reddened from his kiss, light whisker burns making her smooth skin.

He knew he should probably apologize; to break the tense silence. But he couldn't, He wasn't sorry for anything. Except that it ended.

"I want you," he finally said, "I want you so damn bad its killing me to hold it in. I'm not going to apologize, and I'm not going to stop wanting to have you, any way I can get you. But I can promise you I won't do anything you don't want. Even if it means keeping my hands to myself." His voice was hoarse as he made the promise that was probably going to be his downfall. He looked out at the damn Serenity Garden, feeling frustrated as hell.

When Helen finally spoke, her words surprised him. "I won't deny I want you, too. But this pregnancy has my emotions so in turmoil, I don't trust myself ... I don't know what I really feel."

Vick turned back around, pushing back the strands of hair falling from the leather tie at his neck.

"I'll give you all the time you need to decide what you want," he promised rashly, desperately glad she wasn't demanding he leave her house.

You're a fool, March. There is no way this can end well for you two.

Since when had that ever stopped him? He wasn't looking for any happy endings. His hand went to stroke his beard, feeling the scars running along his jawline. He'd learned to take what joy he could, because life had no guarantees. And he would find a hell of a lot of joy from being with Helen, however she let him.

"You're so generous," Helen said drily. 

Vick grinned in response. "A little too arrogant? Running the State must be going to my head. I'm just not used to so much responsibility in my little 'ole town of Vicksburg."

"I can see how it would be a bit of a shock." Her small smile and dry response told him she wasn't offended at his gently mockery. Damn, another thing he loved about her; her tough skin and quick wit.

Her expression changed, growing serious. She stood, moving close to face him. Her hand lifted hesitantly to trace the same path his often unconsciously took along his jaw.

He almost jerked away as her gentle touch found the same grooves that hid beneath his beard, scars on his skin that ran much deeper. He forced himself to remain still, letting her hand gently trace the damaged skin, following it to the corner of his mouth, moving over his lips. He couldn't stop his jaw from clenching with the effort to remain immobile. 

She raised on her toes and pulling his head down, kissed his cheek just above his beard, sending a thrill that wasn't just sexual straight to his chest.

"Sometime, I hope you'll tell me the story of how this happened."

"It's rather dull." He fought to keep his smile in place and his tone light. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to hear it."

"Hmm, I have a feeling I need to hear it," she replied thoughtfully, and he felt uncomfortably exposed under her gaze. "Or perhaps you need to tell it." 

Vick opened his mouth with a quick retort, but couldn't force the words out. He turned away with an inarticulate growl. This woman was getting under his skin like no one else had ever been able to.

"Dammit, Helen, just because I want you doesn't mean I'm going to spill my past while you mop my tears." He felt remorse as soon as the words left his lips. But the worst part was that he wanted to spill his secrets; to unload on her fragile shoulders. That was ludicrous; he had been self-contained for his entire life. He certainly wasn't going to start needing someone now.

Helen settled back into her chair, not saying anything. Waiting.

The silence stretched and for once Vick couldn't seem to find any blase comment to fill it. His hand rose to stroke the scar before his stopped himself. 

What did it matter? If she really wanted the whole sordid story, he'd tell her. Maybe then it would help her keep her distance.

To learn how dangerous it was to care about him.

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Lindsey Winsemius is an author, marketer, and supermom surviving on coffee and wine on the West Michigan Lakeshore. She learned from a young age that books hold the key to new worlds. As a young adult, she was often caught with forbidden romance novels under her mattress. She's currently published three romance novels, and is working on her fourth which will be released in spring 2017, assuming her wine and coffee don't run out out.

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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Cover Reveal: Courting the Countess by Donna Hatch

We just had a fantastic release with Author Donna Hatch ... and now we get another one! I am beyond ecstatic! I love her books and I'm excited to share each and every one.

As a little recap - let's take a look at the previous books we've featured for Donna's before we see her newest addition!

And she has even more books we have not featured! Be sure to check them out!

And now ... On to the cover reveal starting with our author!

Donna Hatch is the author of the best-selling “Rogue Hearts Series,” and a winner of writing awards such as The Golden Quill and the International Digital Award. A hopeless romantic and adventurer at heart, she discovered her writing passion at the tender age of 8 and has been listening to those voices ever since. She has become a sought-after workshop presenter, and also juggles freelance editing, multiple volunteer positions, and most of all, her six children (seven, counting her husband). A native of Arizona who recently transplanted to the Pacific Northwest, she and her husband of over twenty years are living proof that there really is a happily ever after.

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And finally ... let's check out her fantastic new book!

When charming rake Tristan Barrett sweeps Lady Elizabeth off her feet, stealing both her heart and a kiss in a secluded garden, her brother challenges Tristan to a duel. The only way to save her brother and Tristan from harm—not to mention preserve her reputation—is to get married. But her father, the Duke of Pemberton, refuses to allow his daughter to marry anyone but a titled lord. The duke demands that Elizabeth marry Tristan’s older brother, Richard, the Earl of Averston. Now Elizabeth must give up Tristan to marry a man who despises her, a man who loves another, a man she’ll never love. Richard fears Elizabeth is as untrustworthy as his mother, who ran off with another man. However, to protect his brother from a duel and their family name from further scandal, he agrees to the wedding, certain his new bride will betray him. Yet when Elizabeth turns his house upside down and worms her way into his reluctant heart, Richard suspects he can’t live without his new countess. Will she stay with him or is it too little, too late?


And now ... are you ready to see the wonderful new cover??








We love it! So sweet!
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Monday, September 19, 2016

Book Blitz: Open-Up by T,G. Harris

Welcome to T.G. Harris, MFT - Tanishia is a renowned Life Coach, counselor, author, speaker, and radio personality, host, brand ambassador, and now new author!

We are excited to introduce her book to you all today!

Tanishia is a renowned Life Coach, counselor, author, speaker, and radio personality, host, and brand ambassador. She is a conscious transformational expert who thrives on enlightening her clients to step boldly outside their comfort zone and into their greatness. She assists her clients in reaching their highest potential and attaining their lifelong dreams and goals through a powerful series of steps she developed called the Open-up Coaching Method. She embarked on a similar journey as the one you are undertaking, assisted by many of today’s well-known self-help gurus. That is what led to her desire to become a Counseling Psychologist and an Open-up Life Coach.

After the birth of her first daughter (who is now a teenager), she immersed herself in yoga and meditation and has dedicated her time and energy to becoming profoundly aware of her own inner growth and awareness while assisting her clients to do the same. She is a powerful & intuitive high performance coach for those who are ready to hold themselves to a more fulfilled purpose in their life & business.

Tanishia studied earth sciences as an undergraduate at UCLA, and while there, she decided to intern with the Semel Neuropsychiatric Institute. Serving as a resource counselor for HIV+ at-risk youth and women, Tanishia knew she found her calling in the field of Psychology. She went on to obtain her Masters of Science degree in Counseling Psychology with an emphasis in Marriage and Family Therapy. She didn’t want to wait until after she graduated to start working with clients, and she also realized that she enjoys coaching clients outside of the normal therapy that she provides in the clinical setting. She launched the Open-up Coaching programs and began speaking and lecturing about her own personal experiences of opening up and healing. She had A LOT of healing within herself that needed to be done.  Her deep desire for self-realization, healing, peace, and balance within herself drew her to the field of coaching and psychology.

Tanishia is very intentional in her practice when working with her clients and she believes that a lot of the challenges her clients are faced with stem from old childhood beliefs systems and paradigms that are operating in the subconscious mind. She believes that we are no longer victims of the past. Today we can move beyond mere survival, and embrace our ability to thrive!

Tanishia also provides mental health services for clients wanting more of a therapeutic counseling session. She provides counseling services to those in need and works under the supervision of a licensed psychologist while she is attaining her hours for licensure. 

Tanishia is a true environmentalist and she believes that being green is a consciousness, not a trend. She has a deep connection to the earth and all things natural. She sits on the Board of Friends of Geography at UCLA and is also a volunteer with the American Red Cross. 

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This book is written for anyone who has a genuine desire to move forward in their lives but, despite numerous attempts, nothing seems to be working and you keep ending up with the same outcomes year after year. You will learn how to recognize habitual patterns of thought that are sabotaging your life on an unconscious level. Everyone has good intentions for their lives and ultimately wants the best outcomes, but oftentimes we get in our own way by allowing self-destructive thought patterns to impede our good intentions—without actually knowing we are doing so. I know this all too well because this was my life for several years.

This book was written because of my own personal experiences in life, and the experiences of my clients that I serve in my practice. This book gets right down to your core by unveiling the good, the bad, and the ugly about the way you think about yourself and everything that is happening in your life. In essence, this book is entirely about YOU! Most of us try to change ourselves at the level of our thoughts, but true transformation happens at the level at which you vibrate. You will learn how to completely shift your vibrational way of thinking and allow better circumstances to come into your life, whatever they may be. Whether you want to get unstuck in a relationship pattern or a financial pattern that keeps coming up, this book serves as a guide that will explore the moments when you get into trouble, and offers tools for learning to stay with your uneasiness, and offers concrete steps to get unstuck so you can finally move forward in life. 

You will learn the O.P.E.N.U.P. steps: Observation, Permission, Experience, Not Identifying, Understanding, and Practice. These steps will serve as your doorway into revealing the very thing that is keeping you stuck. Once you discover those “hidden” truths about yourself, your entire state of being will be altered, and you will no longer resist all the good that life has in store for you.

“I wonder what it was like back then.” She followed his eyes to the Point, and allowed herself to get lost in the romance of the past. “When the West was wild.”
“Texas was a wild and dangerous place,” he agreed.
“And romantic.” She knew there was a dreamy look in her eyes, but she couldn’t help it. Though her view on marriage was tainted by her mother’s failed one, she was a hopeless romantic. Rose’s influence, no doubt.
His head rolled across the rest to look at her. “Romantic?”
“Yeah, the old west was romantic.” She slapped his thigh and smiled before she put the truck into reverse to back out. “Don’t you think so?” 
He shot her a doubtful look. “No, I don’t.”
Out on the main highway, she held tight to the steering wheel and focused on the passing cars. The size of the truck was more than she was used to. Her grandma’s old truck was half the size of this one. “Why not?”
“Indian attacks, harsh winters, blistering summers and,” he paused, “men usually took what they wanted.”
Her smile fell. “Thanks for bursting my bubble.”
He laughed. “Sorry, I spoiled the fantasy for you, darlin’.” 
“I’m sure not all men were like that. I can’t imagine any of the Coldiron men taking what they wanted.”
“What makes you say that?” he challenged. “Don’t think we could ravish a few virgins?”
She rolled her eyes and took her turn at disagreeing. “No, I don’t.”
The bottle was at his lips when he hesitated. “You clearly underestimate us.”

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