The Mariya Suzuki Collection Book Tour @GoddessFish

The Mariya Suzuki Collection

by Allison Spector, Dean Moses, Shannon Barnsley




ROOM WITH BOOKS encourages our readers to follow the tour and leave comments.


GENRE: Novellas, literary fiction, American Gothic, Humor/Magical realism, historical fiction and folklore, sci-fi horror elements


About the Books

Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter!

by Allison Spector

Trouble’s brewing in the Evergreen Jungle. When controversial author Rex Jupiter plans a visit to a Bellingham bookstore, news of his arrival attracts the attention of the mysterious Paladin, who plans on leading a mob of rioting housewives against him. But the Paladin has competition. Sleuth-extraordinaire Marian Krause has her own bone to pick with Jupiter as she scrambles to solve the death of a woman who has stolen her identity. Rex may think he has the situation under control, but when the wrath of the local Druids is incurred, pitchforks and torches may be the least of his concerns.

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Advance Praise

Druid zealots, conservative Christians, busking jugglers, hipster baristas—every group, subgroup, and underground subgroup finds a home in a little town known as the City of Subdued Excitement. And while life in the Evergreen Jungle usually means butting heads with a variety of vegans, hippies and ladies’ pinochle club-goers, there is one person that can bring them together: the most insufferable man in the Pacific Northwest. Using her sharpened wit, Spector invites readers into a world rife with scrumptious satire, slightly ruffled feathers, and utter madness.”
-Elise Portale, Editor

A Stalled Ox

by Dean Moses

An isolated religious cult has reportedly been consuming meat while the rest of the planet has been forced to live a life without it. Presuming this sect has resorted to cannibalism, two agents from an organization known simply as The Agency are dispatched to investigate. Will they find evidence of humans eating one another? Or is something even stranger taking place?

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In the tradition of Serling and Bradbury, A Stalled Ox is a gruesome, yet beautiful story that wraps a complex morality tale in an engaging and fast-paced horror story with a touch of espionage. Crafting a world where no one is truly innocent, Moses invites the reader to follow Agent Howard Harrington as he discovers what true evil is.”
-Shaunn Grulkowski, Editor

Beneath Blair Mountain

by Shannon Barnsley

All her life, Lara Rae Brecken has dreamed of the fey folk exiled beneath the earth. But in Logan County, West Virginia everything belongs to the coal company and the only world below is the mine. So Lara and her childhood friend, Barrow, escape to New York. But between the World War, factory fires, and the unforgiving streets, Lara wonders if she’s traded one underworld for another. Spirited away to Boston by an Irish rebel, it seems her luck may have finally improved. That is, until she finds herself face to face with the fey folk one cold October night.

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Lara Rae Brecken, a young woman raised on the Irish fey stories passed down by her ancestors, dreams of the magic that lives just outside her normal perceptions. In bringing together tales from the homeland and life in an industrial society, Barnsley creates a layered world where the line between the harshness of reality and mythological impossibility is blurred. Written in a tone that is subtly haunting, the novella urges us to imagine that things are not always as they appear.”
-Rebecca Johnson, Editor




It was Gate Night, the night before All Hallows’ Eve. Distant memories of the old stories nagged at me. During All Hallows’ Eve the veil between the world of the living and the world beyond was lifted. Our world and their world all blurred together like ink running on a page in my old primer when we schoolgirls would try to run home in the rain, shrieking and splashing up mud all the way.

Gate Night was when the veil began to thin. Things bleeding through in the corners or fading in and out. I wondered if Cavan believed that or if he’d left the old tales back across the ocean when he’d come to America.

I stood, match in hand, as the gas sputtered into life. Cavan was in the other room. Since the war for independence had broken out back in Ireland, he had had quite a bit more “business” going back and forth between Boston and New York.

He never told me exactly what it was he did. On good days I believed that it was to protect me. The less I knew, the safer I was. On bad days, I worried he just didn’t trust me enough. Though Cavan never said, I knew he was helping move something and bringing it to men who could smuggle it into Ireland and into IRA hands. My guess was guns, but I couldn’t be sure. Apparently, the police could.


Author Interview

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Allison Spector author of Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter!

Hi Allison thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

Well, first of all I want to thank you for hosting me on this New Year’s Eve edition of Room with Books!  I feel like I should have brought a party hat and a noisemaker with me as I’m writing this!

You want to know more about me…hmm….what to say?

I’m a New Jersey expatriate living in North Dakota, although I spent six beautiful years in the Pacific Northwest, which was the inspiration for my book.  I’ll soon be returning back to the region and delighting in the redwoods and waterfalls.

My day job is in the energy/environmental industry which is a ton of fun, and very fulfilling.  I also have two awesome kids, a great husband, many, many cats, and an electric uke.  All of the aforementioned keep me very busy!

What were you like at school?

On the plus side, I did well at school and loved learning about pretty much everything!  I was reading crazy early so books were totally my friends!  I must have read thousands of them, which is very helpful as a writer.

Were you good at English?

Oh, yeah!  But I didn’t really bother with spelling or comma rules until later in life.  I just wrote, and wrote, and analyzed, and pondered, and created—and wrote some more.  It seemed to work well for me.

What are your ambitions for your writing career?

I’d like to finish my work-in-progress, the Fringers and get that to print.  After that I might work on a sequel to Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter! I also have the basic outline for a YA novel about a gender fluid teen in the Midwest called Sonny Moondog Kisses Boys.  My ambition is to keep writing, keep getting books into people’s hands, and working at the pace that brings me the greatest happiness.

Which writers inspire you?

Kurt Vonnegut, Mary Norton, Ursula Le Guin, Henry Kuttner, George Orwell, Francesca Lia Block, Lois Lowry (she signed my cast when I was 8), Neil Gaiman, Diane Duane, and I’m sure there’s many more that influence my subconscious.

Give us an insight into Marian Krause. What does she do that makes her special?

Marian Krause is a detective that learned everything she knows from film noir.  She’s witty, resourceful, and slightly delusional.  I love her because she doesn’t really care what people think of her—she just does her thing and lets the world respond as it will.  She has the luck of fools and babes so she’s nearly immune to the dangers others in her field would face.  If Marian was real, I think she’d pretty much be my best friend.

What are you working on?

My work-in-progress is called The Fringers.  It’s a wry dystopian novel in which a paranoid, xenophobic security state butts heads with a corporate fascist empire built on the backs of indentured reality stars.  I’m currently posting it one chapter at a time on so if you want to see my drafting process before it goes to print—and discover many other talented authors—then you’ll have to come visit the site!

Which actress would you like to see playing Marian Krause from Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter!?

I’m not up on Hollywood pop-culture, but I do know what whoever played Marian would need to be tall, statuesque, and have curly brown hair.  She’d also have to be able to attain a vague-but-thoughtful expression and an androgynous (brain-in-a-jar) demeanor.

What made you decide to sit down and actually start writing something?

I’ve be writing “somethings” since I was at least eleven, but I didn’t start writing full-length books until after college. My husband and I both wanted to publish, so we’ve been blithely competing with each other ever since.

Do you have a special time to write or how is your day structured?

I usually write in the evenings between about 7pm and 1am, but it’s catch-as-catch-can on the weekends.

Where do your ideas come from?

Everywhere!  I’m the Mars Rover of literary inspiration—I arrive on new soil, encounter strange beings, and collect samples in form of opinions, snark, observations, commentary, hopes, anxieties, and daydreams.  Then I take it all my samples—my social bullion cubes—and distill them into stories.

Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?

I start with a basic outline and bridge the gaps between Point A and Point B as I go.  So I have something that grounds me to the story, but allows me to improvise as needed.

What is the hardest thing for you about writing?

Keeping momentum going can be hard.  My head is always full of ideas so there’s always a temptation to start a new project before completing one that I’m working on.  But I know that it’s not worth it if I don’t finish, and that I can reward myself with new projects when I’m done.

For your own reading, do you prefer eBooks or traditional paper/hard back books?

Traditional books—definitely.  Nothing on earth could possibly beat the physical sensation of turning pages, and the smell of newly printed-on pulp.  It’s a sensory delight!

What books are you reading at present?

I’m currently reading Black Earth: The Holocaust as History and Warning, by Timothy Snyder; A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab; and The Opposite of Everyone by Joshilyn Jackson.

Tell us about the cover and how it came about.

Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter! is part of the Mariya Suzuki collection published by 1888/Black Hill Press.  Mariya is an incredibly talented international artist and having her design my cover was part of the prize for be one of three novellas selected to be published through this project.  I’m honored that her artwork graces my novella.  To see all her amazing work, check out

As for the concept behind the cover, we wanted to play up the “stalking” element, as well as the core eccentricity of the tale, and the fact that it takes place amidst ferns and evergreens.  When you’re done reading the book, you’ll have to go back and see if you can recognize whose feet are whose…

Do you have a video book trailer?

Yes, and it was a blast to create!  I’d love for you to check it out.

How do you relax?

  1. Cuddling with my kids
  2. Writing, writing, writing
  3. Being out in nature surrounded by forests and waterfalls.

What is your favorite quote?

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.” ― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

What is your favorite movie?

The Man from Earth

How can readers discover more about you and your work?

You can check me out on GoodReads, JukePop, Twitter @inspectorallie and on

Any final words?

I’d like to encourage readers to check out the entire Mariya Suzuki Collection which is comprised of myself, as well as the lovely and talented Shannon Barnsley and Dean Moses.  Their stories- Beneath Blair Mountain, and A Stalled Ox are available now at!  You’ll be so glad you checked them out!

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.

Thank you so much for hosting me!  I really appreciate it.  Have a wonderful New Year!

About the Authors

Allison Spector (Let’s Stalk Rex Jupiter!)


Allison Spector was born and raised in the hedonistic playground of the Jersey Shore, but finds herself oddly allergic to spray tan.  She is a proud graduate of Goucher College, and started her environmentally-focused career in Washington DC in 2005.  She moved to the Pacific Northwest in 2008, and fell in love with its beauty and people.  Allison is currently on a Midwestern Adventure and is determined to live as much life as possible—to accomplish her dreams one at a time—and to nurture her loving family, and blaze a trail of wit, whimsy, and eccentricity wherever she goes.

Dean Moses (A Stalled Ox)


Dean Moses was born in England in February of 1991; however, he never truly felt at home, so at the age of nineteen he moved to New York City, where he hoped to fulfill two of his longtime dreams, marry the love of his life and become an author. For the past five years, he has written for newspapers, including the New York Amsterdam News and the Spring Creek Sun, as well as transcribed for the New York Times’ Lens Blog. He has also written a serial story for the website JukePop Serials. He currently resides in Queens with his wife and two cats.

Shannon Barnsley  (Beneath Blair Mountain)


Shannon Barnsley is a writer, poet, and folklore devotee from New Hampshire, currently living in Brooklyn. She holds a degree in Creative Writing/Mythology & Religion from Hampshire College. Since graduating she has been found giving tours at an 18th century Shaker village museum, translating English English into American English for a publishing company, and wandering in the woods.

Mariya Suzuki

(the wonderful artist the collection is named after.  She is designing our covers!)

Info from her website: Mariya Suzuki currently works as an illustrator in Tokyo, Japan. She was born in Nara and studied illustration in Long Beach, CA.

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Allison Spector, Dean Moses and Shannon Barnsley will be awarding a copy of each of the 3 books in the collection, with at least 2 being signed, to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Noah’s Journey SURPRISE Cover Reveal + Pre-Order Blitz @charms0814 @HeaBookToursPR

by CA Harms
Series: Sawyer Brothers #3
Genre: Western Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Release Date: FEBRUARY 2, 2016
The years that were taken can never be repaid.
The memories stolen can never be returned.
But I had to move forward…for him, my son.
Noah had spent years wondering what he could have done differently. Wondering what he’d done wrong to make Stacey leave. The heartache from her absence and the what-ifs of their past eventually turned to anger—and then disgust.
It took years for him to move on, and once he did, his past came thundering back, revealing a secret.
A secret that would forever change his future.
Alena had waited for the chance to have more with Noah. He was an enigma, a man of mystery, yet she wasn’t quite ready to give up on him. She knew there was more to him than what he allowed those around him to see. She was drawn to his charm and his calm nature. With an uprooted past of her own, she craved a little stability more than anything. But when things between them finally begin to grow into more, their relationship is tested.
Will it all be too much for Alena to handle?
Or will she decide to stay and be a part of…Noah’s Journey?
C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy
endings and HEA love stories. She hasn’t always been a lover of Romance and had
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She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband
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Pill Hill Book Blitz @BWDull

Pill Hill
Author: Bryan W. Dull
Genre: Drama, Psychological
A Chemically Imbalanced Romance:
Confined to the third floor of an old psychiatric ward located in a hospital on the verge of shutting down, Mason Phillips walks the same hall alongside others that have afflictions that range from obsessive compulsive disorder to schizophrenia. Based on the belief that he does not need help for what ails him mentally, he finds solace in a young woman that sleeps in the room across the hall.
Enamored with a woman that he knows nothing about, Mason is faced to converse with other patients about their addictions and phobias as he tries to come to terms with his past and understand others.
Sometimes the people that seem different can be the ones that understand the most. 
Currently living in Fort Wayne, IN with his wife (and fellow author Brandy Michelle) and their daughter. Bryan W. Dull goes leaps and bounds to get away from the norm and be his own person; with himself and his writing. Since middle school he has always known what he was good at: entertaining and telling stories. He has been consistently writing and coming up with plots for the last twenty years, but just recently decided to share one with the world. His first novel, “Solstice” is a vampire book inspired by his daughter and noir literature. Born in Anderson, IN, Bryan has also lived in Ohio, Florida, North Carolina and South Carolina (where “Solstice” is based).
Being a lover of all things art and pop culture “nerdism”; his interests lie in film, television, comics, games, anime, and books. For a short while, Bryan dabbled in voice acting work only to shift his focus to his family and writing. His favorite authors include; Chuck Palahniuk, Robert Kirkman, Clive Barker, Ernest Cline, and Neil Gaiman.
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Dream Hunter Book Blitz @mayatylerauthor

Dream Hunter
Author: Maya Hunter
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cynthia’s dreams are so real, they are actually coming true – complete with the prerequisite dream guy. But things are not as they seem.
Who said dreams are sweet?
Chicago businesswoman Cynthia Courtland is completely focused on her career when a sensual, reoccurring dream disrupts her orderly life. Then a threat against her workplace forces her to take time off. She is lost with nowhere to go–only her empty apartment.
Work is Gabe’s life too; he takes it very seriously and will do whatever it takes to succeed. He’s been watching over Cynthia for a long time and he has her best interests at heart, but can he protect her from the danger she is blind to? When Cynthia insists on investigating the threat so she can get back to work, it makes Gabe’s job all the more difficult.
When things settle, will there be more for them than a life filled with work? Will she give her dreams a chance to come true?

Maya Tyler is the author of Dream Hunter, her debut novella. Being an author is her lifelong dream. Her day job is in Finance, but she spends her free time writing paranormal romance novels and blogging at Maya’s Musings. She loves visitors and you can contact her anytime at
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The air in her lungs rushed to escape and time stood still. She was aware of only him. Beyond her control, her head tilted and her whole body leaned toward him; her inner core pulsed and buzzed. He drew her in like a magnet, a moth to flame; she was helpless to resist his siren call. He emulated danger, looked like evil incarnate—black and dangerous, seductive and forbidden—and she wanted him.
When he grabbed her harshly by both shoulders, she snapped out of her lust-induced trance. “What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.
“We must get out of here.” His words were calm, but his eyes stared right through her.
Cynthia opened her mouth to object.
“There is no time,” he announced as he tugged on her arm.
“Let go of me!” She tried to pull away. “I don’t know you.”
Holding her arm still, he stared into her eyes without saying a word.
Okay, he seems a little familiar. She gulped. “How do I know you?”
Giving her a penetrating look, he replied, “You know me. Quit wasting time.”
She opened her mouth to protest again.
“We must leave now.”
Should I go with him? She tilted her head and looked up at him. His gaze was strong and steady and made her feel safe. This is not the time to be indecisive. She thought about the threat at work and shivered despite the heat.
You will be safe with me. There is no time. We must leave now. His voice entered her thoughts like a caress in her mind and didn’t alarm her.
He was right. There was no time to analyze her options and run through various scenarios. For all she knew, every scenario without him could mean danger for her. Her body wanted to follow him, she admitted with reluctance, even if her mind resisted. Yes, she would go, she decided, even as she felt herself following him down the street.
Power resonated from his muscular build. He kept a hand in a firm but gentle hold on her elbow as they hurried down the sidewalk. Unmindful of their destination, Cynthia had ample time to study her new “friend.” He towered over her by at least a foot, wearing a black leather jacket despite the warm day, and dark jeans that showcased his narrow waist. Every beefy inch of him screamed passion and strength—his tight clothing doing nothing to disguise the sinewy muscles rippling in his legs as he moved—but she wasn’t frightened of him. She hesitated for a minute. Should I be afraid? No, she decided. She felt eerily calm, like all her life had been leading her up to this moment in time, and she was exactly where she was supposed to be. The reason she let a perfect stranger lead her to God-knew-where.
She shifted her thick hair over her shoulder as sweat soaked at the base of her neck. The day’s temperature had yet to peak, but it was already warm enough to be uncomfortable and practically running in office attire didn’t help matters.
“I need a moment,” she said.
They made an abrupt stop. The man offered her an unopened bottle of water. After casting an assessing look at him she accepted the bottle, and took a long, welcome drink.
“Thank you.”
The man dismissed her thanks with a casual shrug.
Cynthia shot him a questioning look.
“Later,” he replied in a brisk voice. “We need to go.”
“We need to go,” he repeated, ignoring her question.
They had covered several blocks and, as they moved further from her office, the sights became less familiar and a tremor of fear shook through her body. Where did this guy come from? Why does he think I know him? Because I do know him. The realization hit her hard in the stomach. It’s him.
“I need—”
“We need to keep going,” he insisted without further explanation.
“No!” She planted her hands on her hips and her feet in the firmest stance she could manage as she wobbled on the uneven sidewalk. Then she looked down at her feet and a strange sense of déjà vu washed over her as she stared at the cobblestone path. Her mouth gaped, her breathing quickened. With dread she looked up at the buildings on the street. Her vision blurred. Everything around her spun and faded away as she collapsed into strong arms. She had a vague awareness of him lifting her. As he adjusted his hold, she bounced against his solid chest. She must be dreaming. That was the only explanation that made sense. Nothing like this ever happened in her boring, ordinary life. It’s just a dream. Swallowing her disappointment, she glanced up at the determined expression on his face. He carried her effortlessly, like she weighed nothing. When she rested her head on his chest, she could feel his heart beating steadily. She ran her hand lightly across his defined bicep. Wow. He wasn’t real, but she might as well make the most of it; from experience she knew her dream wouldn’t last forever.

The Rooster Club Blog Tour @nmcatalano @SBBPromotions

The Rooster Club

The Best Cocks In Town

Author: N.M. Catalano

Genre: Women’s Contemporary Romance
Blog Tour: December 21 – January 2
Hosted by: S.B.B. Promotions

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Get ready, it’s going to be one hell of a ride

They were the new ‘It’ guys. Sought after and wanted. But it was him, he was their king, a dark angel, mysterious and oh, so deliciously bad.

He grew up on the streets of Brooklyn in a time of extravagance and possibilities, a little rough around the edges with a hint of arrogance and seduction. A promise to a friend leads them down a roller coaster ride filled with danger and suspense, from the discos, to the streets of Harlem and drug lords in Mexico. Until it all collapses. Just when he’d found the one woman who could save him from himself, and the beast inside him.

We all have that first true love, the one we never forget, the one that makes our heart hurt, even today.

This is their story. It spans decades.
This is his story….
All wrapped up in the decadence of the ‘80’s:
Sex (lots of it).
Drugs (almost as much).
Discos (where it all happened).
How it all crashed in the 90’s.
And today, how it found her once again…


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NM Catalano

N.M. Catalano is an Amazon best selling multi-published author. She was born in the Bronx, grew up in the foothills of the Catskill mountains and moved to Manhattan as soon as she could after high school. After spending several years there working for a fashion designer she was forced to move to the coast down south, yes, that’s right, and wouldn’t change a thing. She started writing ten years ago and hasn’t stopped as the stories insist on being told. She has two beautiful daughters who are extremely artistic, write beautifully and are musically inclined, thank God, because they keep her up to date on the latest songs.

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The Rake’s Irish Lady Release Blitz @BarbaraMonajem @BPICPromos

The Rake’s Irish Lady
by Barbara Monajem
Series: Scandalous Kisses, #2
Genre: Historical Romance – Regency
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Cover Designer: Anna Spies
Release Date: December 30, 2015



Widowed & lonely, Bridget O’Shaughnessy Black indulges herself in a night of pleasure.
After all, she’s in disguise. And the baby girl? An unexpected blessing…until an old flame claims the child as his own to force Bridget to marry him.

Many women pursued Colin Warren, but only one climbed in his bedchamber window. When Bridget does it for the second time, she doesn’t have fun in mind. Colin is unfit to be a parent, and yet he has no choice but to acknowledge the little girl.

Circumstances force Bridget and Colin together, yet grave differences divide them. Can love bridge the chasm that keeps them apart?


Bridget shouldn’t let herself smile at Colin, because that invited a smile in return. The kind with dimples and a hunger that reached his eyes.

Probably reached hers, too, so she sighed and turned away. Yearning to touch him had become a physical ache, and even a brush of his hand, much less a boost on her derriere, made it a thousand times worse.

They wouldn’t catch up to the others tonight, but tomorrow, once the rain was over, they would find an alternate route. One more night of self-control…

She was a fool to want him, but she couldn’t help it. What had come over her? Suddenly, stupidly, she was willing to risk another illegitimate child by him.

They were almost at the inn. She dreaded another restless night. She needed something to distract her. “Where are those apples? The horses deserve a treat.”

Colin passed her the basket. She took four of the wrinkled apples. They pulled up in front of a battered old building with weathered timbers and dormers peeking from under a thatched roof. No eager servant came rushing out of the inn to greet them.

“House!” Colin bellowed, opening the coach door. Without bothering to let down the steps, he took Bridget by the waist and lifted her down into the rain. This time his hands didn’t linger. “Hurry up and give them the damned apples. Let’s get out of this bloody rain.”

“Would you stop fussing?” she cried. “We’ll catch up to Martin eventually.”

“That’s not what I’m fussing about,” he snapped, heading for the rear of the coach. Bridget offered apples to the wheeler and leader on one side and then stalked around to treat the others.

A spare, grizzled man limped out of the inn. “Come in, come in,” he said, but his eyes widened at the sight of Colin, in his wet but obviously costly clothing, unearthing two valises from the boot. “I’m that sorry, sir, but I don’t have accommodation for the likes of you.”

“Does your roof leak?” Colin demanded. “Do the fireplaces smoke?”

“No sir, but—”

“Will the horses be warm and dry too?” Bridget piped up, and suddenly she began to shiver.

“Aye, the stables is fine,” the landlord said.

“Then we’ll do fine, too.” Colin dropped the valises on the doorstep. “Warm and dry is all we ask, and I’ll pay handsomely for it.”

A stout lady in an old-fashioned mobcap appeared in the doorway. “What are you waiting for, Stan? I’ll light a fire in the guest chamber. Let the gentleman and his missus in before they catch their deaths.”

*Oh, dear.*

The landlord still seemed uneasy. “I’m sorry, sir, but we’ve only the one small guest room, and not even a private parlor.”

“We’ll do fine,” Bridget and Colin said simultaneously. Their hands touched and twined together. Clung together, as if one or the other of them—or both—was afraid the other would let go. Or as if they were about to plunge off a cliff and holding on for dear life.

Bridget’s heart began to pound. She slid her gaze surreptitiously toward Colin. He wasn’t looking at her but rather straight ahead. A drop of water rolled from his wet hair, over his brow, and down to his upper lip. His tongue flicked out and licked it up.

Desire roared through her. She shuddered. His right dimple appeared, but so briefly she almost didn’t see it.

The landlady bustled away, and the landlord grabbed the valises. “Just you follow me, then. I’m Stan Butterworth, and that’s my rib, Martha.” He led them through the taproom. “You’ll want to change out of them wet clothes first of all, and then we’ll see to your supper.” He preceded them up a narrow flight of stairs. “My Martha’s a right good cook, and we had mutton stew to our dinner, but it won’t be what you’re accustomed to.”

“I’m sure it will be delicious,” Bridget managed. Could food possibly have been farther from her mind?

“It can get right rowdy in here on a fair evening,” Mr. Butterworth said, “but we won’t have much custom tonight, what with the storm and all. You’ll have a peaceful sleep.”

Colin made a sound between a snort and a laugh, but he didn’t let go of her hand.



Winner of the Holt Medallion, Maggie, Daphne du Maurier, Reviewer’s Choice and Epic awards, Barbara Monajem wrote her first story at eight years old about apple tree gnomes. She published a middle-grade fantasy when her children were young. When they grew up, she turned to writing for grownups, first the Bayou Gavotte paranormal mysteries and then Regency romances with intrepid heroines and long-suffering heroes (or vice versa). Some of her Regencies have magic in them and some don’t (except for the magic of love, which is in every story she writes).

Barbara loves to cook, especially soups, and is an avid reader. There are only two items on her bucket list: to make asparagus pudding and succeed at knitting socks (or maybe tea cozies). She’ll manage the first but doubts she’ll ever accomplish the second. This is not a bid for immortality but merely the dismal truth (hence the tea cozies, which she hasn’t tried yet). She lives near Atlanta, Georgia with an ever-shifting population of relatives, friends, and feline strays.






Temporary Assignment Vol 2 Release Blitz @KBWintersAuthor @OnceUponAnAlpha

Temporary Assignment, Vol. 2

by K.B. Winters & Evie Monroe



Temporary Assignment 2

Cole Bryant is a highly decorated Captain in the Marine Corps. His whole military career has been embedded deep inside a Special Ops organization. But that life is over. He is re-assigned to a recruiting office in Washington. It was at his request, in order to be closer to his sick mother, but pushing paperwork and selling the dream is far from the heart pumping, heat of battle he is used to.

Savannah Rogers is a high achieving high school principle that doesn’t have time for a relationship—even if she wanted one.

When Cole and Savannah cross paths, both their worldviews are called into question. Can Cole trade in his high profile, risk-seeking life of service, for a simpler life? And will Savannah be able to let her guard down long enough to see that there are men with merit left in the world? Or, will the ravages of war destroy everything?


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KB Winters is the author of the brand new Billionaire Romance Series, Plush. She has an addiction to caffeine and hard-bodied alpha males. The men in her books are very sexy, protective and sometimes bossy, her ladies are…well…bossier!

Living in sunny Southern California, this hopeless romantic writes every chance she gets!



Evie Monroe also lives in Southern California and when KB asked her to co-author her next books, Evie was ecstatic! Together, they’ve penned their first collaboration, Temporary Assignment, and have other exciting titles on the way!




Tangled Vines Spotlight Tour @NicoleFlockton @MTWPromotions

Tangled Vines

Author: Nicole Flockton

Genre: Adult, Rural Romance

Publsihed: December 21, 2015

Published by: Crimson Romance








Kyle Davis doesn’t do Christmas – not after he lost his whole family in the Boxing Day Tsunami. His idea of celebrating the festive season is going to his Margaret River property where his only companion is what’s residing in his liquor cabinet. Finding winemaker, Jordan Hastings in his shower is the last thing he expects or needs. No matter how attractive she is or how his body responds to her, a relationship is not on his Christmas wish list.

After being betrayed by the man she thought loved her Jordan has taken over her father’s caretaker position at a Margaret River property. Trying to get her career on track by bringing the neglected vines on the property back to life becomes her only focus. When property owner Kyle turns up and demands she leaves she stands her ground and convinces him to let her continue her work on the vines. Falling for a man who controls her employment is something she has no plans on doing again. Only resisting Kyle proves impossible when she learns of the tragedy he has suffered.

Time spent together has each of them evaluating their goals and finding that taking another risk on living and loving could be the best Christmas gift after all.


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Kyle’s stomach rumbled, reminding him it had been a long time since he’d eaten something. He glanced at the house and sighed. Maybe he could get her to leave after he’d sampled some of the food she’d prepared.

He followed the same path Jordan had taken moments ago. Of course, after succumbing to the call of his stomach and eating her food, getting her to leave would not be an easy task. He hated to admit it, he quite enjoyed sparring with her. It had been a long time since a woman had answered him back—if ever.

The smell of bacon, eggs and toast greeted him in the kitchen.

“Ah, so you decided to join me after all. Isn’t that nice.” Sarcasm dripped from her every word.

He shrugged a shoulder, as if she hadn’t won the battle of wills going on between them. “I’ve never been one to say no to food I haven’t had to cook. It tastes so much sweeter.”

“I bet your mother is really happy to hear you say that after she’s slaved over a meal for you.”

Images of his mum laughing as she cooked the Sunday family meal slashed him like barbs from razor wire. The way she would always drop a kiss on his head before she slapped his hand away from the morsel of food he attempted to steal.

One more chance. That’s all he wanted. One more chance to talk to her. To tell her he loved her. Tell her he was sorry.

“Are you okay?” Her fingers touched his back. Kyle shrugged them off. He didn’t want sympathy. Nor pity. He didn’t deserve it.

Words were impossible so he grunted in response and picked up a plate and helped himself to the food set out on the counter.

“No wonder you get on so well with my father. He struggles with conversation, too.”

Kyle ignored her and concentrated on eating. The repetitive motion of putting food in his mouth helped to keep away the thoughts of his last conversation with his mum and dad.

The aroma of rich, freshly brewed coffee teased his senses. He lifted his eyes from the diminishing pile of food and connected with sparkling green ones.

“You look like you need this,” she said quietly as she pushed the steaming mug toward him.


“”Just be careful you don’t spill it.” Jordan tilted her head toward his bare chest. “You wouldn’t want to burn yourself.”

Kyle rocked back on his chair. “You don’t need to worry about me. All you need to worry about is packing your bags and going back to your house instead of encroaching on mine.”

To his annoyance, Jordan sat down at the table opposite him. A part of him had to give the girl her due for standing up to him.

“Wish I could. But I can’t. I don’t have a house to go back to. I moved back here from South Australia just before Dad’s accident.”

His chair landed with a thump. “What do you mean you don’t have a house? Why aren’t you staying in Ted’s apartment?”

A harsh laugh erupted from her. For the first time since he’d encountered her naked body in the bathroom, bitterness and anger entered her eyes.

Jordan sighed, picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. “I’m sure your assistant Shey explained why I’m living here. She said it was okay when I spoke to her about it on Monday.”

He recalled Shey saying there was an issue down here, but he’d told her to deal with it—just so long as he wasn’t disturbed while he was in residence he didn’t care. Shey assured him she would handle it.

Now he wished he’d questioned her further. He had no plans to let Jordan know he didn’t know everything.

“Remind me.” His words came out as a command.

Jordan’s eyes narrowed at his tone. He waited for the tongue-lashing he was sure she wanted to lay on him.

“The hot water system in Dad’s apartment over the garage broke and flooded the whole place. The apartment now needs to be refurbished, starting with paint and carpet and new appliances. However, with Christmas almost upon us, the job is going to take twice as long to complete. This is why I’m staying here.”

Kyle bit back a groan. Why was this happening to him? All he wanted was to be alone at his house. Only now he had an unwanted visitor.

Hell, he’d pay for her to stay in a hotel. Anything. He’d do anything just to get her to leave.

“Look, Jordan, I need you out. I need my privacy. Go see John at the Margaret River Inn. He will hook you up with a room. Tell him to send me the bill.”

“I don’t need your money to go to a hotel, thank you very much. But bad news, buddy.” As Jordan lifted her cup of coffee again, Kyle knew he wasn’t going to like what she had to say. “It’s going to be near impossible to get any accommodation at any of the local hotels. It’s school holidays and it’s Christmas. Everything is going to be booked. Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

Kyle pushed his chair back. “This is unacceptable. This is my house, Jordan. You don’t have any right to be here. Regardless of the arrangement you’ve made with Shey.”

He held up his hand as she went to speak. “In the caretaker arrangement I have with your father, it’s extremely clear that every year your father is to vacate the property from the third Wednesday in December until the second Sunday in January. I appreciate you taking over your father’s position while he recuperates from his broken leg. But you are bound by the same contractual arrangement. Which means you shouldn’t be here.”

Kyle tamped down the annoyance building inside of him at the sight of the smile that broke out over Jordan’s face. He didn’t want to acknowledge the way his heart beat a little faster as the smile lit up her whole face. He needed to remain angry with her. It was the only way. He couldn’t afford any other emotion with her or anyone. He didn’t feel anymore. It was safer not to feel. Safer to go to work and come home to an empty house and no one waiting or relying on him.

“Well, I believe I may have a different employment contract than my father. There’s nothing in mine that mentions I have to vacate the caretaker’s apartment in December and January.”

The anger he fought seconds ago bubbled up inside of him. He grasped it with both hands.

“That’s easily fixed. You’re fired.”

Bestselling author Nicole Flockton writes sexy contemporary romances, seducing you one kiss at a time as you turn the pages. Nicole likes nothing better than taking characters and creating unique situations where they fight to find their true love.

On her first school report her teacher noted “”Nicole likes to tell her own stories””. It wasn’t until after the birth of her first child and after having fun on a romance community forum that she finally decided to take the plunge and write a book.

Apart from writing Nicole is busy looking after her very own hero – her wonderfully supportive husband, and two fabulous kids. She also enjoys watching sports and, of course, reading.

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Never Tied Down
Series: Never Duet #2
Author: Anie Michaels
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 29, 2015
I miss him. 
I miss Marcus. 
I miss Riot. 
I miss them. 

Pushing Riot away when Marcus died was an act of desperate self-preservation. I didn’t love him any less, didn’t blame him for Marcus’ death, but I couldn’t be with him and deal with the crushing weight of guilt that tore me down every single day. 

So, I moved on. Or tried to, anyway. 

Life, of course, pushed us back together. 

I still don’t know if I’m strong enough to keep myself away from him. Or if I even want to. 

Besides, something tells me life isn’t done trying to break me.

“Anie Michaels has this writing style that I absolutely LOVE! She captivates her readers and she knows when at the right moment to throw in a twist and turn. I highly recommend Never Tied Down!!! This book is hands down five amazing stars!!! LOVED IT!!!” – 5 Star Review (Iowa Gal)

“This story came out and grabbed me hard and infiltrated in my heart and soul, to even stay there even after I was done reading the books. This story is so fantastic that it’s so unlike anything I’ve ever read before. I can’t find the right words to describe it. It’s a beautiful emotional journey that will leave you smiling.” – 5 Star Review (Winchester Book Reviews)

“Holy cow! I could not have even imagined the ending! This one has almost left me speechless with the emotions.” – 5 Star Review (Goodreads)

Anie Michaels is the author of The Never series, The Private Serials, and a stand alone novel, The Space Between Us. She started writing her first novel in June 2013. When she is not working, reading, writing, or spending time with her family, you can find her spending time with her close friends. Anie lives in Portland, Oregon, with her family.

“Let me first say wow just when you don’t think it can get any better anie has a way of blowing your mind. I absolutely loved meeting kalli through porter and Ella but reading her book was amazing.”~ Hooked on Books ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Never Standing Still Review

“Anie gets better every time I read her. Three series’ and I am hungering for more. Anie’s descriptions are spot on and pull you into the story. I delight in the twists and turns that she sticks in the story line.”~ Author Taisheena Rayne ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Never Standing Still Review

“There is so much emotion that will be pulled and picked at from reading this book. Every time you think you know, like the know it all readers we are, we’re are proven wrong…… I honestly have no idea how or where Anie is going to go with the conclusion of Kalli and Riot’s story and that makes me nervous but I need it like now.” ~Red Cheeks Reads ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Never Standing Still Review


Miss Demeanor Suspense Series Release Tour @joannejaytanie @AngelaFord67 @JackieMarilla @MoBPromos

Miss Demeanor Suspense Series
GENRE: Mystery/Crime Contemporary Romance

Four women meet in an internet group called “Lady Cops.” All work for police departments in small towns and realize that they have no hope of being promoted over their male counterparts. They band together and buy a private investigation business in Seattle and name it “Miss Demeanor Private Detective Agency.” Follow the women on their journeys as they are thrown into the dark under belly of drugs, murder, kidnapping, counterfeiting, and all the lies and unthinkable deeds the big city draws.mari

Book One ~ P.I. ~ I Love You
Rivers don’t let rocks hold them back.
River Nightingale has decided to blow past the rocky men in her life. She’s played by the rules for too long—especially when it came to her career as a cop. She was the top closer of cases for years, but promotions in her small town cop shop went to her less productive male counterparts. River’s friends, three other women cops, are also ready to change careers. Together they leave behind their small towns, become their own bosses, and purchase a Seattle private detective agency.
Homicide Detective Gage Hamlin takes pride in his job; he closes cases and fosters justice. All that changed the day River Nightingale sauntered into his office. River has him questioning his pride, his cases, and his aversion to private detectives, especially beautiful private detectives.

River’s client thinks Gage got it wrong, and River is forced to prove Gage missed a murder. Will River and Gage find a way to play nice, or will River be forced to leave Gage behind?

She put her mojito down on the coffee table, and stretched out on her sofa. Laptop on her lap desk, she switched it on, sipped on her mojito, and waited for the screen to come to life. She opened her favorites and clicked on Lady Cops. Chats were in full swing as she scrolled through to see what was happening.
“Hey River, what no hot date tonight?” Maile asked.
“Not hardly, Bear Creek is lacking in the hot date department. What about you?”
“I do have a date, with my newly purchased novel, print copy I might add.”
“Now that’s pitiful—a date with a book.” River giggled. “Are Cassie and Shay on-line?”
“Hey, I’m bored. Please tell me one of you ladies have something juicy to share,” Shay said.
“Have you been following the discussion on the shipment of guns intercepted here in Arizona? Not anywhere near me, of course,” Cassie said.
“Guns? At least there’s action where you live,” River said. “We had a herd of mountain goats on Main Street this week—that’s what qualifies for action in Bear Creek.”
“It’s all about your perspective. Mountain goats walking down a street in Prescott, Arizona would be news here.” Cassie laughed.
“Ah yes, River Nightingale is one of our primary investigators. She just happens to be in the office. If you would take a seat, I’ll ask if she can see you now.” She disappeared into the next room.
The receptionist returned moments later followed by a petite girl. She smiled directly at him, her blue eyes quickly tracking up and down his body. He nearly blushed. As she rounded the counter she held her hand out to him.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Baxter, I’m River Nightingale. Cory tells me that Mike referred you?”
“Um, he did, but I understood you to be a seasoned policewoman,” Blake said. Geeze, she couldn’t be more than nineteen or twenty. Is this a joke? he wondered.
“Yes. I served in a police department in Montana for ten years and no, I’m not a teenager, I assure you. I happen to be in my mid-thirties.”
“I see. I’m sorry for my ill manners.”
“No worries, you’re not the first person who has thought that and certainly won’t be the last. My only hope is when I’m seventy, people will think I’m fifty.” She smiled at him again. “If you’re still interested in a P.I., I’m sure I can help you.”
“Yes, by all means, Ms. Nightingale.”
Joanne was born and raised in Sherburne, New York, a quaint village surrounded by dairy farms and rolling hills. From the moment she could read she wanted to explore the world. During her college years she slowly crept across the country, stopping along the way in Oklahoma, California, and finally Washington State, which she now proudly calls home. She lives with her husband and Dobermans, in their home located on the Olympic Peninsula with a panoramic view of the Olympic Mountains.
Joanne writes romantic suspense, paranormal, and contemporary romance. She loves to submerge herself in the world of her characters, to live and breathe their lives and marvel at their decisions and predicaments. She enjoys a wide variety of books including paranormal, suspense, thriller, and of course romance.
Joanne is a member of Romance Writers of America, and past President of Peninsula Romance Writers, which was Debbie Macomber’s home chapter.
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Book Two ~ Bare
Small town cop Shay Brooks leaves her charming safe community of Connell and moves to Seattle to open the Miss Demeanor PI Detective Agency. She’s thrown into the world of drugs, murder, and all the lies and unthinkable deeds the city draws. Renee Mills hires Shay to save her daughter. Renee believes her daughter, Beth, a straight-A student; dropped out of college to strip. Her mother blames the owner of the club and drugs. Shay goes undercover as a waitress at the club in hopes to save Beth and crack open a drug operation. An inevitable mutual attraction with the bartender, Dante Pierce, is a distraction. But is he involved in the drug operation?

“Careful with that one,” Shay said and startled her brother. She couldn’t believe how much she’d collected in four years, even after she’d sold most of her furniture. She wouldn’t need a houseful in her new apartment.
“This must be Grandma’s china in here,” her brother teased as he reached down for the box.
“My guns.”
Her brother rolled his eyes and laughed. “Figures. No wonder you can’t get a date.”
“Ha, ha, Ray the comedian. Everybody here is either married, in a relationship or old.”
“So you’re moving to Seattle for a man.”
Shay knew Ray loved to torment as most brothers did.
“I’m moving for a career, not for a man.” She made her point with her arms crossed. Silently she hoped that Seattle offered more choice than Connell.
Angela Ford originates from Nova Scotia…Canada’s Ocean Playground!
Her love of the ocean and sunsets are always in her heart and give her inspiration. Her love for words keeps her turning the page. She is never without a book, whether she’s reading or writing. Now residing in Ontario, Angela works in Finance – numbers by day – words by night. Her dedication to volunteer and involvement with cyber safety seminars gave her an Award of Distinction and sparked the idea for her first book Closure – suspense with a dash of romance that hit the best- selling Action/Adventure and Women’s Fiction. Angela continued this FBI suspense with Forbidden and will deliver the final of the series in 2015. She also writes contemporary romance, sometimes sweet…sometimes spicy and sometimes with a dash of suspense. Unforgettable Kiss delivers a spicy romance with a dash of suspense. Blind Tasting of The Love List series and The Christmas Wreath of the Forever Christmas series are sweet reads. 2015 kicked off with a new Romantic Suspense Surrender.
Between two jobs, being a mom with a home always filled with young adults and rather interesting stories; she is lucky to have one very patient and understanding man. But it is the furry family members who rule the house – a Puggle (Pug/Beagle), a new Chug puppy (Pug/Chihuahua) and two loveable cats. Every possible quiet moment she finds, she treasures and just writes about the moments to come. Angela is an avid reader of romance, a member of the RWA, KOD (Kiss of Death – Suspense Chapter) and Mississauga Writers Group. You can follow her at BTGN or visit her website/blog Romantic Escapes at to connect with her on her social network sites. She loves to hear from her readers – they keep her smiling!

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Book Three ~ Choreographed Crime
Maile Kuhiwinui is tired of her dead end job as a police officer in Hilo, Hawai’i, so when she joins a group of lady cops on vacation and one proposes opening a detective agency in Seattle, Maile goes all in. She’s excited about the prospects Seattle offers, but after the grand opening of The Miss Demeanor Detective Agency, Maile finds herself sitting on the sidelines feeling inadequate while her three partners are hired to solve cases.
Kalama Haleamau considers himself a simple guy who loves to cook. When the wahine from the Big Island starts to hang out at his Happy Hawaiian Food Truck, he figures they’d make a pretty good pair and asks her to spend time with him.
When Maile finally gets her first case, she’s thrust into a world of refined deceit as she investigates the murder of a principal dancer at the Seattle Ballet. When she discovers Kalama’s murky association with the key suspects, she’s forced to separate her feelings for Kalama in order to identify the killer.
Lama whipped up a Spam loco moco. The smell of the rich brown gravy drew Maile into the kitchenette. “Thanks for showing me the skyline. It reminds me I live in a beautiful place. It’s not Hawai’i, but Seattle has its own charm.”
He turned from the stove and looked at her as if he adored her. On impulse, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him until her lips ached.
When he released her, she helped herself to a beer.
“I thought you didn’t want to drink and drive.” Lama looked over his shoulder as he stirred the gravy.
“Who’s driving?” Maile smiled and raised her eyebrows.
Jackie Marilla writes contemporary romance from the Hawaiian Islands and beyond. She and her husband live on a macadamia nut farm on the island of Hawai’i where they feed a clowder of cats and a flock of hodgepodge chickens. In a past life, she was an elementary school teacher.
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Book Four ~ Golden Ribbons
Cassie Holmes has made a big change. She left sunny, warm Arizona and moved to Seattle to join three friends in a new endeavor. They started Miss Demeanor Private Detective Agency. She wants to carry an umbrella, but is told by people around her that to live in the Northwest means not using the dreaded thing.
Her first case involves the disappearance of a fourteen year old girl, Cami Reynolds. Her mother is desperate to find the young girl and, even though she doesn’t have much money, hires Cassie for the job. The new private detective finds a dark underworld lurks under the Via-duct that runs along the Seattle Waterfront. Some kids are used, some turn to prostitution, and others find solace in drugs.
In the process of her search, she meets Jack Donovan, a undercover detective connected to a Seattle drug task force. He’s six-foot-four and tries to be an imposing presence in her life. He appears to her as a homeless man, but she knows he’s a cop and as the two compare notes, discover their cases criss-cross paths.
After a rocky beginning, the two begin to work side by side to take down one of the worst child prostitution rings in the Northwest.

“What’s your name?”
“Cassandra Holmes. You?”
“Miss Holmes, you might as well give up. You’re chasing a lost cause.”
Cassie wanted to give this guy a swift-kick. “God, Mr. Negative, who died and made you the expert? Do you work vice?”
“No, drug task force, and I know these streets. Your girl is probably in Bangkok by now.”
“She was seen here just last Friday. What do you know about Sally Skinner?” Cassie felt ready to pull her Glock out and shoot him in the foot.
“Sally Skinner works for Fred and Rick Powell, two of the biggest drug traffickers in the Northwest. Fred’s hobby is prostitution—the younger the better. The guy’s sick.”
“One of this kid’s friends said she was being watched by some guy named Fred. I’ve heard of the Powells. I worked drugs down in Arizona…”
“Yeah, if those pansy-asses down in Arizona and Texas kept the doors closed to Juarez and Nogales, we wouldn’t have this situation up here.”
“Focus, please. Where can I find Sally Skinner?”
He leaned against the dumpster and stared, again. She wanted to slap him across the cheek just to wake him up.
Lauren Marie is the author of Golden Ribbons – story 4 of the Miss Demeanor Private Detective Agency series, I’m Not What You Think, Love’s Embers – book 1 of the Canon City Series, Love on Ice – book 2 of the Canon City Series, One Touch at Cob’s Bar and Grill – story 3 of the Montana Ranch Series, Love’s Touch – Then and Now, Going to Another Place and The Men of Haller Lake – Trilogy.
When she isn’t pounding the keys, she is an amateur paranormal investigator. She formed her own group in 2006 to hunt ghosts and some unusual experiences have put in an appearance in some of her stories.
Lauren likes to receive feedback. If you want to send her likes and dislikes, you can go to the contact us page on the web-site or write to her at, or friend her at She does respond to feedback.
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