Monday, February 28, 2022

Jousting and Justice by Elizabeth Pantley



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Jousting and Justice

Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic Series Book 5

by Elizabeth Pantley

Genre: Magical Cozy Mystery 

An invitation to a medieval festival. A ferry ride to a mysterious island. A scheming, inept witch. An office break-in, an unidentified body, and a string of suspects. Can Hayden, her brave, sassy cat, Latifa, and the people of Destiny Falls solve the mystery and enjoy the festival?

Jousting and Justice follows the series format of combining two stories that blend into one. A murder mystery and the island mystery.

The Island Mystery: Hayden and all her friends get an invitation to a medieval festival - but it's on "the forbidden island." It's too enticing to pass up. Of course, strange things will happen once they get there! . . . You'll also learn the truth about the witch's sister!

The Murder Mystery: A dead body shows up in the most shocking place. First, they need to figure out who this dead guy is. Then, who killed him and why. There are so many twists and turns on the way to the answers! But we know that Hayden, Latifa, and their family and friends will figure it out and justice will be served.

Hayden’s many adventures in Destiny Falls will keep you guessing with each book in this intriguing series.

Reviews for Jousting and Justice:

“Just when I think the series cannot get any better, it does. It was 
absolutely magical! I could not put this book down!” ~ Goodreads

“If there were more than five stars I would definitely give more! In this case it’s
 at least 10 stars worth double the wonderful! Destiny Falls is a location you cannot miss visiting, experiencing, enjoying, and pondering!” ~ Goodreads

“An ongoing series which I eagerly await each new release. Full of 
wonderful characters, mystery, humor, and a mischievous cat. It’s an adventurous mystery series written with cleaver imagination.” ~ Goodreads

“Solidly at the top of my list for paranormal mysteries!
 Just when I think the series cannot get any better, it does.~ Goodreads

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Witches, Spiders, and Schemes

Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic Series Book 4

A magic mirror to an enchanted world. A mysterious ghost. A hilarious, perpetually annoyed witch. A brave, sassy cat. Two unexplained deaths and a mysterious community filled with secrets. Can Hayden and the people of Destiny Falls solve the mystery and return the community to its peaceful, enchanted existence?

 Hayden’s adventures in Destiny Falls continue in book four of the Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic series. Starting with a strange old woman at a cave and her father’s mysterious ferry journey, there are secrets to be unwound.

The enchantments in Destiny Falls are showing cracks, and Hayden suspects that it’s tied directly to her family, which has a history that’s more complex than she realized. When two bodies are found floating in the bay it’s clear that the mysteries surrounding Gladstone and the ferry are more dangerous than people realize.

Luckily, Hayden and her sassy sidekick, Latifa have developed a group of family and friends in this enchanted place who are all ready and willing to help solve the mystery, and release Destiny Falls to resume its normal, amazing, enchanted existence. 

Hayden’s many adventures in Destiny Falls will keep you guessing with each book in this intriguing series.

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The Ghost Camper's Tall Tales

Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic Series Book 3

A mysterious old man keeps popping up to tell Hayden a series of tall tales. Who is he? And is he actually glowing? Are his stories fiction, or is he telling her the history of her family, the enchanted islands, and the witch? And why did a dead body show up . . . of someone who is already dead? Can Hayden and her quirky sidekick, Latifa unscramble this mystery before someone else shows up dead?

Hayden’s adventures in the magical world of Destiny Falls continue in this gripping story that answers your questions about the mysterious world she entered through a mirror in book one, Falling into Magic. We learn more about her missing mother, whose story begins in book two, The Disappearance of Emily.

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The Disappearance of Emily

Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic Series Book 2

Hayden fell through a mirror and was thrust into an alternate, magical place. Destiny Falls is not on any map and is home to a family she never knew she had. The town is enchanted and charming, but something is amiss. She gets an ominous warning, and the promise of a package. Once it arrives, someone turns up dead and there are too many other suspicious episodes to call them coincidences. All signs point to the mysterious disappearance of her mother - way back when Hayden was just two days old. Can she identify and eliminate the threat before another person in her life is stolen away?

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Falling Into Magic

Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic Series Book 1

When Hayden was a child, she lost her cat. Adults told her the cat ran away, but she knew the truth. The mirror had taken her.

She knew because the mirror had given her a glimpse of an alternate world and had nearly pulled her in, so she was certain the cat had suffered that fate.

Twenty years later Hayden discovers the secret of the mirror when she is thrust into it. She learns of a world she never knew existed, and a family she never knew she had.

But danger brought her here, and it followed her. Now, Hayden is on a mission to remove the threat, so that she can begin her magical, meaningful new life in this enchanted world.

"A magical, delightful tale that held my attention with a quirky cast of characters, engaging dialogue, a pleasantly appealing universe, and an intriguing plotline that I could not put down. I can’t wait to see where we go with Hayden’s next adventure." — Dru Ann, MWA Raven Award winner,

What a captivating read! . . . I couldn't put it down. A great story, full of interesting people and places to get to know, with surprises around every corner.” — Linda C. Goodreads reviewer

The world-building and magic system is fascinating. Destiny Falls is a wondrous place that seems to cater to citizens’ wants and needs. I love that it is almost a character in its own right, and I was intrigued by the constantly changing world. Vivid imagery paints a clear picture of Destiny falls and its inhabitants. Falling into Magic is a dynamic introduction to the Destiny Falls Mystery & Magic series.” — Julie Petitbon

Finally! An author who manages to pin the Disney/Hallmark magic down on paper.” - Mareli & Elza,

This is no run-of-the-mill paranormal book! Unique ideas. You will be glad this is a series!” – Susan G., Amazon reviewer

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Elizabeth Pantley is the international bestselling author of The No-Cry Sleep Solution and thirteen other books for parents. She is also the author of The Destiny Falls Mystery and Magic book series. Her books have been published in over twenty languages. She lives in the Pacific Northwest and is the mother of four and Nana to one.

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Friday, February 25, 2022


By Caroline Clemmons

Celebrate with me! This is my book’s birthday—DEATH IN THE PERFECT HOUSE releases today! I’m so excited and eager to learn how you like this lighthearted cozy mystery. In spite of the hard work required to write a book, Zoe Wilder is an amusing character, and I enjoy her story. I hope you’ll read this book and that you’ll love Zoe’s story. I’m writing book 2, and she gets into trouble in unexpected ways—again.

V. McKevitt of Black Widow Designs created the cover. She did an amazing job matching the cover to the story. I hope you’ll agree when you read the book.



Zoe Wilder is a reporter for the local newspaper, The Spencer’s Ridge Gazette, in Winston County, Texas. She also writes cozy mysteries. Perhaps that’s why she sees a crime where there may not be one. Members of the local Winston County Sheriff’s Department view her as a pretty kook and don’t take her seriously. When she finds her friend Margo Kingsley dead, she is certain Margo was murdered—and Margo’s housekeeper agrees. The investigating officer doesn’t believe them, and the death is ruled an accident due to a fall.

Zoe is determined to find the killer. A new Chief Deputy, Caleb McBride, arrives a few days later, hired from Fort Worth PD’s homicide division under unusual circumstances. Deputy McBride is determined Zoe will leave detecting to him and his officers. He warns her she is making herself a target. He also warns her he’ll arrest her if she interferes again. Undeterred, Zoe fears he is only going through the motions to appease the late woman’s daughter.

Just as Zoe decides Deputy McBride is good at his job, the killer targets her. She is forced to cooperate with the handsome deputy. Will the killer be stopped before Zoe is the next victim?

DEATH IN THE PERFECT HOUSE is a light-hearted cozy mystery which contains humor, with no graphic sex, and no cliffhangers.


Enjoy an excerpt:

I turned at the sound of a vehicle. A sheriff’s office patrol car pulled into the drive at Margo’s, but I didn’t recognize the driver behind the wheel. Waiting on the Hamptons’ front porch, I watched the deputy climb out of his car and walk toward Margo’s, but then he stopped, changed direction, and veered toward the Hampton’s.

Pretending to look at my notepad, I observed him from beneath my lashes. I thought I’d met all the Winston County deputies. Nope. I’d have remembered if I’d ever talked to this guy.

Wow, would I ever.

He sauntered up the walk with a long-legged gait just short of a swagger. The man filled out his uniform as if he were the poster model for a recruiting campaign. He stepped onto the porch and I looked up. And up. My four-inch heels raised me to six one, but he was two or three inches taller.

His lips twitched in a smile that displayed a dimple in each cheek. “Get an eyeful?”

I ignored his remark. “Who the heck are you?”

Mirrored sunglasses hid his eyes. “Ma’am, you must be confused. I wear the uniform, and it’s my job to ask questions.”

“I thought I knew all the deputies, but we’ve never met, um . . .” I peered at his name badge, “Deputy McBride.”

“That’s right, we haven’t. You are . . .?”

“Zoe Wilder. I work for The Spencer’s Ridge Gazette.”

He lowered his Raybans to peer at me, displaying deep blue eyes. “I guessed that’s who you were.” He looked me up and down, which wouldn’t have been bad if he’d displayed at least a little lustful appreciation. But no, it was as if he were inspecting a possible drug dealer in a line-up.

I ignored his rude perusal. “You’re wasting your time here. The Hamptons are on a cruise for another week with City Councilman Kirk Stevens and his wife.”

“You don’t mind if I find out for myself, do you?”

I stepped aside and gestured toward the door. “Be my guest.” But I was thinking, what did he mean, he’d guessed that’s who I was?

He rang the bell and the same maid answered. This time she appeared a little tense, no doubt when she saw his uniform. She repeated her story then shut the door again.

I smirked at him. “Satisfied?” 

“I’ve heard about you.”

What kind of answer was that? “Heard what? That I’m an excellent feature writer? Or that I write mystery novels?”

I tapped my notebook against my leg then stopped when I realized it made me appear nervous. “Perhaps you’ve read my latest release, Sentimental Journey To Death? You see, I always use old standard songs for my titles, like that one and the previous, I’m In The Mood For Murder. Or, have you read my newspaper articles?” It was as if this handsome man—this very, very handsome man—had unleashed my tongue and I was powerless to stop babbling.

Inside, I was thinking, God, why don’t you just strike me dead now and shut me up? But The Almighty didn’t do either, because He was too busy working toward world peace and eliminating hunger—or perhaps He was flat out laughing at me.

I took a deep breath and finished, “Is that what you heard?”

“Not exactly.” Sarcasm tinged Deputy McBride ’s voice. “It was something about a pretty, red-haired kook who works for The Spencer’s Ridge Gazette and thinks every event is a major crime in masquerade.”

“Kook? I am not a kook.” I comforted myself that at least he’d said I was pretty.


Book 2 is DEATH IN THE GRAVEYARD, which will release April 29th.  Preorder your copy now at this link

Zoe Wilder is enjoying life—until her trip to lay flowers on Nana’s grave has Zoe tripping over the body of a young woman. Wondering how this could happen to her again, she’s determined to help the hunky Sheriff find the killer. His warnings don’t deter her, but she’s slowed by the other obstacles she has to combat. Her friend, Letty, is temporarily out of commission from a fractured ankle, Zoe’s fighting her longtime nemesis who is the president of the local HOA, and she’s trying to adjust to her greatly changed lifestyle. Join Zoe for a light-hearted cozy mystery certain to entertain you.

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Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Welcome to Cupid's Cove



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Welcome to Cupids Cove where the town is as old as Cupid himself and where Love is Everything!!!

The couples you will meet are either born and raised in this town, some are new and some have been pining. The only thing guaranteed is that all stories are safe with an HEA. All stories are standalones, but some characters may overlap.

Unexpected Love by PA Vachon

Returning To Love by ChaShiree M.

Banking on Love by S.E. Isaac

My Favorite Season by DC Renee

Drawn Together by Ann C. Brandt

Love in Design by Jaime Russell

My Valentine's Day Cookie Match by C.A. King

Love Me Harder by MK Moore

My Valentine by KL Fast

My Valentine's Day Cookie Match

by C.A. King

Genre: Contemporary Romance 

Welcome to Cupid’s Cove where the town is as old as Cupid himself and where Love is Everything!!!

Graham’s a marketing specialist hellbent on opening his own business, and his newly developed dating app is exactly what the baker ordered. Matching couples through their taste buds is sure to bring out romantics by the droves.

Cupid’s Cove makes his plans even sweeter. It’s the perfect backdrop; rent’s cheap, the name oozes being bitten by the love bug, and it’s close enough to travel to. There’s only one downside: the mayor’s daughter. She’s cute, bold, and bright. She also works for the competition—her mother’s bakery.

When their paths cross, will they be able to put their differences aside and take the cookie match challenge? True love might be only a crumb away.

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I was diagnosed with clinical depression after the loss of my mother, father and husband within three years of each other; all to cancer. 24/7 in-home care, coupled with the loss I felt, left its mark on my psyche.

Depression takes up a lot of my life. Reading and writing are the only things I have found that help (in connection with regular medication), even if only for a short time. To escape to a different world can make a big difference in my mood in real time.

To put things in perspective, when I was at my lowest point, I couldn't open mail, talk on the phone, or even drive to the store. Walls of sadness surrounded me. As they closed in, tears would fall. There didn't need to be a reason or trigger.

People ask me why I started writing. My answer is simple: I wanted to create a world into which other people with similar problems could escape. I wanted to share the one place that had helped me for many years.

I have always said that as long as one person finds a little bit of happiness out of my books, I am, in my opinion, an accomplished author. The same is true for every writer out there. Please don't ever let anyone tell you different.

I read books as well as write them and have visited the worlds many different authors have created. Those worlds not only make me feel better, but give me the strength to face real life again. I want to thank everyone who writes—I want them to know they are making a difference.

Fast forward to today...

C.A. King, USA Today Bestselling Author has over 60 books available across multiple fantasy sub-genres.

Awards include:

Hamilton Spectator Readers' Choice Award in the Best Local Author category 2017 & 2018 & 2019

Brant News Readers' Choice Award: Best Local Author 2017 

Readers' Favorite International Book Awards: Best Novella/Short Story 2017 Silver medal

2017 SIBA Awards - Best Novella

2017 SIBA Awards - Best New Adult

2018 Readers' Favorite International Book Awards: Gold Medal in the Fiction - Supernatural genre

2018 Readers' Favorite International Book Awards: Bronze Medal in the Fiction - New Adult genre

2019 Readers' Favorite Gold Medal Winner in the Fiction - Supernatural genre

2019 Readers' Favorite Gold Medal Winner in the Young Adult - Fantasy - Urban genre

City of Brantford Featured Artist February 2020

Burlington Post Readers' Choice Award in the Best Local Author Category 2020

Toronto Star Readers' Choice Award in the Best Local Author Category 2020

Cambridge Times Readers' Choice Award in the Best Local Author Category 2020

Burlington Post Readers' Choice Award in the Best Local Author Category 2021

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Monday, February 21, 2022

Shamrocks Are a Girl’s Best Friend by Lucinda Race

Shamrocks Are a Girl’s Best Friend

 by Lucinda Race

Contemporary Romance, Later in Life

Book Blurb 

Battered, broken and looking for solitude smoke jumper Tric heads to Last Chance Beach and without warning walks into Kelly's cottage. She knows from experience this is the best place for him to recover and she'll share her safe haven with him. Will a bit of Irish luck and a matchmaking uncle give them a chance to find love? 

Tric Ryan has spent the majority of his adult life jumping out of airplanes and into infernos. That is until a fateful jump nearly ends his career as a smoke jumper. Badly in need of a change, he drives to Last Chance Beach to recover. A short respite at Shamrock Cottage promises him the solitude he needs to recoup, or to figure out how he’ll face a future without the dangerous job he loves. 
Kelly O’Malley moved to Last Chance Beach after a broken heart. She’s living in her uncle’s rental, Shamrock Cottage, after a fire destroys her home. Brandishing a skillet she’s ready to defend her safe haven from the battered and bruised man in her living room.  A quick call to her uncle confirms the mix-up, and that he’s accidentally rented the cottage to both Tric and her for an open-ended stay. When they both agree they can share the spacious vacation home, sparks are sure to fly. 
Kelly helps Tric recover with easy walks on the beach and friendship. Will the magic of Last Chance Beach, with a dash of luck from the Irish, heal the heartaches Kelly and Tric carry and help them find the love and a future they both deserve? After all Shamrocks are a girl’s best friend. 


Chapter One  

Kelly O’Malley crept down the hallway of Shamrock Cottage, her heart pounding in her chest. The early morning sun streamed through the skylights and the hardwood floor was cool against her bare feet on this late-January morning. The weight of her cell phone was comforting in her sweatpants pocket.  

Who the heck was in her house?  

She slid along the wall like she had seen in those movies on television where the girl sleuth was stalking the unknown. Dramatic much? When she reached the end of the hall, she peeked around the corner, her gaze sweeping the open space of the living and dining rooms and kitchen. Standing in front of the sliding glass doors, looking out over the ocean, was a very tall man, even by her standards, as Kelly was tapping six feet herself. With a backpack over one shoulder and an enormous canvas duffel bag at his feet, he leaned heavily on a cane. 

She tiptoed to the counter and grabbed the cast iron skillet, being careful not to make a sound. If he’d heard her, he hadn’t moved.  

She raised the skillet to shoulder height, clutching it with two hands for good swinging leverage. “What are you doing in my house?”  

The man slowly turned, grimaced, clutched his leg, and held up his other hand with the cane dangling from it. “What are you doing in my rental?” Confusion and pain clouded his eyes. “I promise I can’t hurt you.” He gestured to his leg. “Recovering from surgery and exhausted from a long drive.”  

She didn’t lower her makeshift weapon but instead looked him over from head to toe. He was ruggedly handsome but did look road weary. “Rental?”  

“Yes, well, actually this place belongs to a friend of my uncle, who’s a fire chief in Chicago. I signed the agreement on Rental Direct.” He shifted his backpack on his shoulder. “I can show you the agreement on my laptop.” 

Well, that was the company her aunt and uncle used to rent their cottage, but that was before her house had burned to the ground in November and left her homeless.  

“Who’s your uncle?” 

He’d better come up with the right names or she’d call the police to escort him out and then change the code for the door lock. That thought caused her to frown; she’d changed it at the beginning of December.  

“John Bannon, and he’s friends with Kevin O’Malley and his wife. I can’t remember her name.”  

Well, that was her uncle. She kept holding the skillet with one hand and with the other withdrew her cell. “Joan. Her name is Joan. I’m going to give him a call and I’ll put it on speakerphone.”  

“Good idea.” He took a slow, halting step toward her and a flash of agony washed over his face.  

She softened but still brandished the skillet even though her arm was beginning to tremble. She lowered it. “No funny business.”  

He held up his hands in surrender. “Promise.” He gestured to a chair. “Mind if I sit?”  

She pointed to a stool on the other side of the breakfast bar. Kelly didn’t want to look like she was a pushover, but his face was stark white and the last thing she wanted was for him to collapse.  

Placing the cell on the counter, she stared at the man across from her. After the fourth ring, a deep male voice said, “Kelly, this is a surprise.”  

“Hi, Uncle Kevin. I’ve got a situation down here.”  

“There’s a list of qualified repair people on the island. You don’t need to call us before you take care of business.”  

“It’s not that kind of issue. I have a man in my cottage and he says you rented this place to him.” Then it dawned on her that he hadn’t said his name. “Who are you?”  

“Patrick Ryan, but my friends call me Tric.” He gave her a strained smile.  

“Did you hear that? Patrick Ryan is in my home.”  

“Oh, shoot, Kel. I’m sorry. Up until this moment, I’d forgotten we’d given Tric the family and friends code before your fire, which let him book even though I had put a hold on new rentals. He needed a place to recover once he was well enough to travel, and you know the magic of Last Chance Beach has a way of healing all wounds.”  

“You forgot to tell me you rented the house to a stranger. What are we supposed to do?” Inwardly, she sighed. There was no way her uncle would ever rent the house to anyone sketchy.  

“Any chance you two can stay under the same roof for a few days? I’ll make a few calls and see if I can find a new rental for Patrick.”  

She rolled her shoulders. Not that her uncle could see it but it made her feel better. “I guess, but do me a favor and make sure the rental listing is hidden on RD. I don’t want anyone else showing up as a surprise houseguest.”  

He gave a hearty chuckle. “I promise that won’t happen and I’m sure in no time, you two will adjust to living under one roof, at least for a few days.” 

Under her breath, she muttered, “Don’t count on it.” Louder, she said, “Give Aunt Joan a hug for me.”  

“Will do, and we’ll talk soon.” 

She hit the end button and studied Patrick Ryan. He was easy on the eyes, with his dark-brown hair in an old-fashioned style, deep-blue eyes with crinkles at the corners, and a crooked nose that had obviously been broken at one time. Why did he have to sport deep dimples in both cheeks? It was her weakness in any guy—the deeper the dimple, the harder she’d fall.  

“So, Patrick, it seems that we’re stuck together for a while until my uncle can make some calls to other cottage owners.”  

“Please call me Tric. And I take it you’re Kelly.” 

She nodded. “Kelly O’Malley and yes”—she held up her thumb and index finger with a small space between them—“I’m a wee bit Irish.” She found herself smiling. “What kind of nickname is that? Why not Rick or Pat?”  

He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m kind of a jokester around my crew and it sort of stuck.”  

“Police or fire?”  

“Fireman for the last twenty years. Well, until I got hurt.”  

She leaned against the counter. “What happened?”  

“Stupid accident. I broke my femur, ribs, and punctured a lung for good measure. A bunch of hardware later and I’m here to tell the tale.”  

He was nonchalant about his injury. But she could see the truth in his eyes; it had been bad and recovery was taking a long time.  

“Well, how about since we’re stuck together, I’ll give you the grand tour. There’s plenty of room for both of us.” She gave him a polite smile. They might be forced roommates, but they didn’t need to be super cozy with each other.  

“If possible, could you tell me which cupboard the glasses are in first? I need to take a pain pill after being in the car so long.”  

“Oh, jeez. I’ll get it for you.” She opened a cabinet above the sink and pulled out a glass, which she filled from the jug of water in the refrigerator. “Don’t drink water from the tap; it’s always tepid, but if you see the jug getting low, fill it up. I’ve got a backup jug too.”  

“I’ll just pick up some bottled water.” He accepted the glass and popped a pill in his mouth and took a long drink. “Thanks.”  

“Don’t waste money on buying water. There are reusable bottles in the cabinet.” She put the jug back into the fridge and crossed the spacious room to the glass doors. “Out that way is the beach and ocean, in case you missed it.” She cocked her head. “Where did you say you’re from?”  

“I didn’t, but a suburb of Chicago.”  

“As you can tell, we’ve got no snow or frigid temperatures. Just mild winds and lots of sun every day. It’s like being on vacation.” She grinned. “Well, you are on vacation.”  

She pointed to the television. “We have satellite and I’ll give you the password for the WiFi.” She walked in the direction of the other side of the house and stopped before going down the hall. “There are four bedrooms, a couple of bathrooms, and in the main bath, there is a washer and dryer. I have the bedroom on the left and I’ve also taken over the smaller room next to that for my office, but you can choose either of the other rooms. Both have a decent view.” She pointed to the rooms that were on the right. “Take your pick.”  

“Your office? What do you do for work?” He hobbled to where she stood.  

With each step he took, she held her breath, waiting for him to topple over. “Freelance website designer for all types of small businesses, authors, audiobook narrators, and I also do a little cover design. My background is in graphic art. I’m pretty quiet when I work so I shouldn’t disturb you.” 

“I’m more concerned I might bother you, so I’ll be invisible during working hours.”  

She waved a hand at him. “That’s really nice but I usually listen to music while I work, so I never hear a thing, and I’ll use headphones if you’re still sleeping.”  

He eased open the door to the bedroom farthest from the heart of the home. “I’ll take this one.” He slowly walked back down the hall. “I need my bags.”  

Kelly held out a hand. “I’ll get them for you.” She hurried to where he had dropped them and came back half dragging the duffel. “What do you have in here, a dead body or something?”  

“A few books and clothes.”  

She gave him a long look and crossed her arms over her chest. “How long were you planning on staying in Last Chance Beach?”  

“At least two months. I have to finish healing and then get strong enough to pass a physical and endurance test to get back to active duty in the department. If I can’t, I may be washed up.”  

She placed his bags just inside the bedroom. With a reassuring smile, she said, “If there’s any place that will work its magic, it’s here. I swear there’s something in the air that just makes all problems evaporate, or maybe it’s the ocean and our troubles just get washed away.”  

“I hope you’re right.” He waited until she was back in the hall before he entered the room. “I’m going to unpack, but I’ll catch up with you later.”  

“If you need something, I’ll be in my office. With the door open.” Why she felt the need to add that was beyond her. But something about him tugged at her heart.  

“Thanks, Kelly. I’m sorry about earlier. I had no idea there was anyone here when I came inside. I feel bad I scared you.”  

“What, you thought I was scared because I was wielding a skillet? That’s always how I greet people. It makes me memorable.”  

He gave her a weak smile. “It’s one greeting I won’t forget anytime soon.” He closed the door and then opened it. “Kelly, when do computers overheat?”  

She tipped her head to one side. Was he worried about a fire in her home office? “Um?” 

“When they need to vent.” His smile grew a little wider, but it still didn’t reach his eyes. He closed the door for a second time. 

She stood there, staring at the white-painted door. She had noticed he looked like a man lost and not from his physical injury, but maybe there was more to what had happened than he said. Not that being a firefighter wasn’t a dangerous job, but the haunted look on his face gave her the impression something else weighed heavy on his mind. She smiled when she thought of his joke. He had a lame sense of humor, but it was charming at the same time. But she had meant what she said—being at the beach restored souls and healed hearts. After all, wasn’t that why she found herself living here?  

Before going into her office to start the workday, she detoured to the kitchen. After the adrenaline rush from the early morning, she needed coffee, lots of dark roasted cups of caffeine. She paused midstep and was going to ask Tric if he wanted any but before she tapped on his door, she could already hear the gentle sound of snoring. The poor man was exhausted from driving straight through from Chicago and was weak as a kitten. She eased away and headed toward the coffee pot. Today, she’d work without music just until she got used to her temporary houseguest.  


Tric dropped to the bed. Exhaustion washed over him as he hoped to get a surge of energy. Driving to Last Chance Beach from Chicago had been a dumb idea. Each mile on the odometer had drained him even though he’d thought he’d been up to the trip. The real reason he had driven was because he didn’t know if he was going back to Chicago. Pretty much all his important belongings were either in the trunk of his car or in his duffel bag. And as far as a much-needed change of scenery, being in the company of the tall, dark-haired beauty with soulful gray eyes was a good distraction. He fell back on the bed without taking off his shoes and closed his eyes, but his last thought was of Kelly’s captivating smile. 

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Author Biography 

Award-winning and best-selling author Lucinda Race is a lifelong fan of romantic fiction. As a young girl, she spent hours reading romance novels and getting lost in the hope they represent. While her friends dreamed of becoming doctors and engineers, her dreams were to become a writer—a romance novelist. 


As life twisted and turned, she found herself writing nonfiction but longed to turn to her true passion. After developing the storyline for The Loudon Series, it was time to start living her dream. Her fingers practically fly over computer keys she weaves stories about strong women and the men who love them.  
Lucinda lives with her husband and their two little dogs, a miniature long hair dachshund and a shitzu mix rescue, in the rolling hills of western Massachusetts. When she's not at her day job, she’s immersed in her fictional worlds. And if she’s not writing romance novels, she’s reading everything she can get her hands on. It’s too bad her husband doesn’t cook, but a very good thing he loves takeout.  



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