by Shanna Hatfield
Series: Pendelton Petticoats, #7
Genre: Sweet Historical Western Romance
Release Date: April 7, 2016
She’s adamant about prohibition. He’ll do anything to keep his saloon open.
A childhood traumatized by the effects of alcohol in her home left Millie Matlock convinced she doesn’t need a man in her life. No longer able to stand by and watch drunken men terrorize the women in town, Millie forms a local committee of the Women’s Christian Temperance Union. Little did she know the one man who could turn her head owns one of the most successful saloons in Pendleton.
Desperate to keep the WCTU from closing his saloon and the others in town, Gideon McBride agrees to a crazy plan hatched by the saloon owners. His objective is to woo the leader of the local temperance union, keeping her so distracted the committee disbands. However, he didn’t count on the beautiful, effervescent Millie working her way into his cynical heart.
Romantic, funny, and full of moments sure to warm hearts, this sweet historical romance is a wonderful example of second chances.
He watched as Millie sipped her hot chocolate. As soon as she lowered the cup from her mouth, he took it from her, placing his lips in the exact spot hers had been. While he tasted the rapidly cooling drink, he stared at her over the rim of the cup. His green eyes locked on hers as he handed the cup back to her. “That’s not bad, but I like a pinch of cinnamon and a dollop of whipped cream in mine.”
In a huff, she scowled at him. “I don’t recall offering to share my chocolate with you.”
“Oh, what’s one little sip between friends, Miss Matlock?” Gideon laid on his charm, smiling in such a way it did great justice to the dimples in his cheeks. Ever so slightly, he bent closer to her and lowered his voice. “Any time you like, I’d be more than happy to make you libations far more tempting than you could imagine.”
The timbre in his voice as he said “libations” nearly made Millie drop the cup in her hand. Not completely certain they were talking about beverages, her heart skittered in her chest.
Unsettled, her gaze shot to his, yet he continued to smile in an amiable, almost boyish manner, appearing innocent of any indecent implications.
Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen, one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
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Deadly Ever After (The Black Angel Book Series 2) - Cover Reveal by Hope Irving
Date of Publication: June 2, 2016
I, Virgil, know that people prefer to remember the happily ever after ending rather than the dark side in every fairytale. I know better. I learned about the dark side of those stories and the consequences. The fairytale I inherited from the Irish star-crossed lovers didn't turn out so well the first time. I had a shot at bringing the souls of the monk and the witch back together last summer and I failed miserably.
How foolish of me to believe in the awakening of the princess thanks to the handsome prince's kiss when I am no prince! Sharing our true nature with Rose, my clueless soulmate, is a necessary evil. I am on a mission. I trust my soul and our attraction to succeed. I don't trust Bruce, her providential knight in shining armor. He's not who he claims to be. Rose can't be with him. She can only fight our chemistry and her growing magical powers for so long. I need to step back into her life. Woo her, with a vengeance. I'm deadly serious.
I, Rose, used to be numb, until I discovered what it was to feel again, thanks to Virgil. He messed up my mind and overwhelmed my heart with unknown sensations. For once, I was willing to welcome some of those irrational emotions. It's unfortunate that Virgil's indecisions sent me to New York with my summer fling.
How foolish of me to believe in the perfect fairytale Bruce offered me when I am no princess! Some say I am an Amazon. My mind is content with my life but my heart yearns for the wolf to change its course. What if I decide to be an Amazon princess? I'm deadly serious.
Could we actually be soulmates, brought back together by an ancient spell, destined to embrace this unorthodox fairytale and a happy ending?
That would be deadly wicked.
About Hope Irving
Hope Irving is the proud mother of a lovely and witty young lady, and the lucky wife of a loving and supportive husband. She's a debut indie author who lived in Paris, France, most of her life and also in the US, where she graduated with a master degree.
She loves Nutella and Camembert cheese (not together), carrot cake and cinnamon Altoids.
Her favorite fictional characters are Eric Northman (Sookie Stackhouse series, Charlaine Harris) and Sean Bateman (The Rules of Attraction, Bret Easton Ellis).
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"You know Rose, trust my experience, don't dwell on guilt. I can tell that you're not comfortable in your own shoes for living with that Bruce guy and not forgetting about … what's his name?"
"Virgil." The six letters roll down my tongue like honey. I love saying his name. I love his name. A peculiar name for a peculiar guy. Inspired by Dante. Virgil, the guide through Hell.
As much as I hate to admit it, Meghan, a perfect stranger has a point.
"You ran into Bruce's arms after Virgil rejected you, twice if I heard you correctly. What's the big deal? You chose Bruce and he chose you. You'll figure things out if or when Virgil is back in the picture. This is not the time, and maybe you won't feel the same when you guys meet again. Or maybe you'll want to break it off with Bruce. Take this one step at a time. Thinking about Virgil doesn't mean you don't have feelings for Bruce. And even if you don't, at least you have great sex."
When she says it like this, it sounds so simple.
"Has Bruce ever complained?" I shake my head no. "See, you're both getting something out of this relationship. Think positive. Enjoy yourself."
"Meghan's right, Rose. You've been depressed enough for a lifetime!"
"Listening to you … and again, sorry for eavesdropping … let me tell you, stop judging yourself. I bet you think you're a bitch for using Bruce in a way."
That's a way to put it. Let's see where she's going.
"In his own way, he's using you, too. We're all using people one way or another. You shouldn't care what other people think. Nobody would question your behavior if you were a guy. They'd call you a Don Juan or a manwhore and look at you in awe. And it's not like you're even screwing the whole neighborhood. Look, you only got one life. One chance to test and learn. You will screw up eventually, we all do. But you got back on your own two feet the first time, didn't you?"
Sure, Guillaume ruined a year of my life because I let him.
"You should have the upper hand. You're in control of your own life."
Am I? She sees my doubtful pout.
"Seize the day." That does ring a bell. I succeeded in forgetting my own motto from Bret Easton Ellis' book Rock' n' Roll, deal with it … "Every girl should. You're an Amazon, strong, independent. Embrace your life as it is, Rose."
More words of wisdom. And with that she strides to the cash register. She thanks us for the nice chat and says she'll see us around, eventually.
"Take care girls." She waves at us, smiling. Hopefully she'll have fun with her boyfriend tonight…
As for me, I do miss Virgil. I love my life here but if I had the choice between this and a go with Virgil, I wouldn't hesitate. I want him completely, flaws included. Demi should know this to understand where I'm coming from.
Why hadn't I thought about this before?
I'm glad I told her. She doesn't judge. She doesn't berate. She doesn't pretend.
Skin and Bones
Published by: Crimson Tree Publishing
Publication date: June 7th 2016
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance
Teens are turning up dead, and it will take a special team to catch a killer.
Derek Doyle has been a member of the Paranormal Investigations Team since the monsters revealed themselves to the world. Considering that he thinks a monster is needed to catch a monster, he’s definitely in the right place. As a lone wolf not used to letting many people in, neither man nor beast was prepared for the effect consultant Dr. Ever Chace has on them.
Growing up human in a world of supernatural creatures, Dr. Ever Chace has always felt a need to be special, to stand out. When asked to consult on a case where teens are being brutalized, she relishes the chance to make a difference and help stop a monster. But working alongside a wolf who she’s so drawn to could be the beginning of something Ever might never have envisioned.
Fate and Destiny have a funny way of creeping up on you when you least expect it. With a murderer on the loose, Ever and Derek will have to put their attraction to one another aside while the hunt continues.
Easier said than done… right?
They left the station and made the short journey to his car. Again, he opened the door for her, and she slid in with an easy smile. He rounded the car and slipped into the driver’s side. Derek started the engine and reversed, edging the car out of the parking spot before he snuck a peek at Ever.Her eyes were closed, and the faint sound of her breathing was all he heard as Ever fell asleep beside him. He had no idea where she lived, and he was loathe to wake her.
Home, take home, the wolf spoke to him, projecting his thoughts into Derek’s human mind.
With little option left, he drove the car to his house close to the airport and parked. Getting out of the car, he went around, opened the passenger door, and very carefully hoisted Ever up into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. His wolf howled its approval as the soft heat of her breath danced on his neck.
He shuddered under the intense feeling of pleasure that rippled through him, instantly feeling guilty because of the horrors the poor teens had been subjected to. But as Ever’s breathing deepened and dusk began to settle on the city, Derek strode into his house, startled by a stunning realization. This woman in his arms called to him on a most primal level and captivated both man and wolf.
Goddamn it—he wanted to keep her.
Susan Harris is the author of Shattered Memories.
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