MAGIC?

  

Do you believe in magic? How can any of us answer no? Every day we use cell phones that transmit conversations to most points of the earth with no lines via small instruments that contain more memory than the computers that first sent man into space. Seems like magic to me.

There’s something else that seema like magic to me—the preorder for books. You see what I did there, don’t you? Still, it is like magic that I select a book on preorder and then later, when I’ve forgotten about it,  the book pops up on my Kindle. I love that option!

I’m happy to let you know about my current preorder offering, QUINN, book 3, Texas Hill Country Mail Order Brides. This is a sweet historical western romance set in 1875 and will be published February 10.

Here’s the description:

Priscilla Bradford is determined she and Quinn McRae will have a happy marriage—all she has to do is convince him.

Priscilla Bradford’s once-impressive family has fallen on desperate times. She and her brother have lost everything. Against her brother’s wishes, she leaves Boston to become a mail order bride to a man in Texas. She’s relieved when she arrives and finds her groom is a handsome and charming man. His family welcomes her—at last, she feels part of a loving, happy family. But her husband soon behaves as if he were two people. She’s certain he’s a good man, and is determined to discover the reason for his mysterious behavior.

Quinn McRae is overjoyed to reunite with his brothers after being apart for fifteen years. They don’t understand why he doesn’t fit into ranch life on their terms. How can he explain the heartbreaking event that continues to create his horrific nightmares? He can’t—at least, not without revealing the secret he believes would cause them to send him packing. In addition to his internal battle, a local bully is determined to kill Quinn and his brothers.

How will Quinn overcome the bully’s attempts to destroy his family? Can Priscilla and Quinn conquer his doubts to become the happy couple of her dreams?

 

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HIDDEN COMRADE -- MILITARY ROMANTIC SUSPENSE

 

Hidden Comrade

Project Morpheus Book 2

by Jillian David

Genre: Military Romantic Suspense

 

The Project Morpheus series: Military romance, steamy passion, and heart-stopping suspense.

 

The Morpheus Squad: Ultimate soldiers who hide in plain sight, fierce protectors risking their existence for those they love... and virally-altered, ticking time bombs. 

 

Pele Tuitama’s Morpheus Squad mission infiltrating a Smoky Mountain children's camp is FUBAR. He might be a virally-enhanced military experiment, but augmented abilities won’t help him protect Reagan McNeill, the most unsecure-able target imaginable. Sweet Reagan’s kisses and the possibility of a future he should never consider, distracts his laser focus. If Pele can’t keep Reagan safe from an evil adversary bent on revenge against the entire McNeill family, then Reagan will die.
 
After a nasty breakup, Reagan doesn’t trust any man—or herself. Enter handsome Pele, the world’s worst camp counselor. She doesn’t believe his story or his motives. When overly-protective Pele draws her close and then rejects her, Reagan is finished with games. Then the truth she learns rips open recently-healed emotional wounds. 

In order to escape through the mountains, Pele must share his deadliest secret. To have a chance at their future, they must reveal their demons and pray for acceptance ... and survival.

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Excerpt

“Pele, stop for a minute.” She tugged his hands away. “See this here? You and me in the cabin? Doing this?”

“Yes.”

“We’ve rehearsed it before. Spoiler alert: It ends with you making an excuse and then running out that door.”

“I had to go before.”

“Sure you did.” She waved off his retort. “Look, you’re a great guy. But I can’t handle another rejection.”

“I didn’t reject you,” he protested.

“That’s not how it appeared.” She crossed her arms. “Why are you here, now, Pele?” she said, not caring if she made him uncomfortable. “What do you want?”

His jaw worked for a full minute. The words came out raw, like he’d yanked them from his chest. “I want you, Reagan. All of you.”

She sucked in a breath. “Go on.” Was that sweat on his brow? Good.

“I would only want to ... be with you, if you want the same thing.”

“More specific.”

“Ti’o, you aren’t making this easy.” The full weight of his deep, dark eyes fell on her. “You want specific?”

“Yes.”

“If it was up to me, I would strip you naked and taste every inch of your body before we have what I pray to any god out there is a night of amazing sex where you are totally satisfied. Multiple times.”

“Oh,” she exhaled, a liquid heat pooling between her wobbly legs.

“Let me know if you want more details.”

“Tell me you’re not playing me,” she whispered.

The edge in his voice made her jump. “Not with this, Reagan.” He rolled his lips together, and she wanted to lick him there. “But I will walk away if that’s what you decide.”

Her heart pounded double time. Decision time.

She knew what her body wanted. Pele.

What about her heart?

“Reagan?” The harshness of his low voice strafed raw nerves. “Should I leave?”

She rubbed her arms. “That’s not what I want.”

“Okay.” His pupils dilated until there was nothing but black in his intense gaze. “Then you tell me how you want this evening to go. I will make what you say happen.”

Damn, he didn’t tiptoe around. She drowned in his dark stare. Utterly sincere. Stark honesty.

Swallowing, she answered, “I want us to be ... together. Completely. Um, but at the end of the evening, I want you to still be here. With me. No running.”

He stepped forward, cupped her face, and kissed her until her knees quivered. Breaking contact for a moment, he growled. “Done.”

Snaking an arm behind her back, he pulled her into his hard torso. She met ridges of muscle that flexed beneath her fingertips. As he kissed her again, she matched his mouth, pressure for pressure. Faster and harder, the kisses rained down on her. Somehow, she ended up against a wall, with his hands planted on either side of her head, bracketing her.

 

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Fallen Comrade

Project Morpheus Book 1

 Ex-Green Beret Jake Zimmerman’s Georgia mountain seclusion is shattered when the one woman he should never have left, pregnant Kiera McNeill, shows up on his doorstep. Her life is in danger, thanks to a botched Morpheus Squad mission. If the nature of her baby is discovered, evil forces will stop at nothing to capture Kiera. When Kiera learns of Jake’s top-secret Morpheus Virus running through his veins, she realizes that her protector is the deadlier threat.

Kiera knows the secrets of Fallen Comrades, a billion-dollar “charity” which siphons donations away from wounded veterans and into the pockets of power-hungry CFO Beau Lequire. Now her sadistic ex-boss, Lequire, wants revenge. Her only chance of escape rests in the lethal hands of the man who once rejected her: Jake. All she needs to do is suppress her feelings for Jake long enough to destroy Fallen Comrades, stay alive, and save her baby.

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FALLEN COMRADE Excerpt

Thanks to his tree-mounted security cameras that made the system guarding the crown jewels look amateur, it took less than ten seconds for Jake Zimmerman to identify the vehicle creeping to a stop in front of his remote Blue Ridge, Georgia, cabin. Silver Hyundai Accent, five years old, brand-new tires. No registration.

He cocked his head to the side. No whumps of an incoming government helo.

Sparks of adrenaline fired up his nerves, lasering all of his senses on the intruder.

He ran the pad of his index finger over the rough grip of the Sig nestled in his shoulder holster. How could anyone find him? He’d buried his personal intel deeper than a black ops mission file.

With minimal concentration, Jake could detect the ever-present multitool tucked away in a pocket and ready to go for any occasion.

He peered at the … occasion … on the computer screen.

He kept the house lights off. Control, dammit. Drawing a hand over his face, he took several deep breaths. The muscles in his neck clenched, refusing to loosen. The damned virus had started to take over his brain again until his entire world narrowed down to one mandate: destroy.

No, damn it. He was not this … monster.

Thanks to the top-secret Project Morpheus he had volunteered for almost two years ago in Special Forces, the darkness within Jake thrived on the anarchy that was his virally corrupted soul.

Add in an uninvited visitor, and it looked like tonight would bring even more fun for one of the U.S. Army’s best-kept secrets.

Did the person want to rob him? Jake had no material items of value.

Well, he had a locket with a clip of smooth auburn hair he should have thrown away long before now. Yeah, he was a bastard for preserving the keepsake, despite being technically faithful to his then-wife who did not have auburn hair. Could explain why he was no longer married.

So. What to do about the person outside his house?

Wiping his hands on his black cargo pants, he unholstered the Sig and crept to the front door.

The one person who knew he lived here was Mateo, and Jake hadn’t seen his Special Forces buddy since Brady McNeill’s funeral.

Brady’s funeral. And one particularly fucked-up night. Not in small part because of seeing Brady’s sister, Kiera.

Seen? A bland word for the silky skin sliding over him and around him during their sweaty, heated reunion.

Since that night, nothing besides Jake’s own misery mattered. Not his best friend’s death, not the Morpheus Squad, his own emotional baggage. Nothing.

Which was exactly what he had now, wasn’t it? Nothing.

Well, not completely. He had someone casing his house.

He licked his lips.

The virus crackled through his nerve endings. Mental processes turned to sludge. As unnatural strength and acuity of his senses grew, his sanity ebbed.

What a time to skip an antidote dose.

Too late now.

He rolled his shoulders, upper back, and arms. Each muscle popped as poorly contained rage swept through him, turning him from Dr. Jekyll into Mr. Hyde.

Sweat broke out on his forehead as the shaking began.

On second thought, he could use a good brawl. Stuffing the Sig back in his holster, he flexed his hands. Mr. Hyde would much rather do this the natural way.

The hunched figure in the baggy jacket trudged up the gravel driveway, halting gait a little short on one leg. He couldn’t make out any other details with the hood casting a shadow.

Pressing his back to the wall next to the front door, he listened. The virus strained like a chained dog tempted by a wounded rabbit.

Jake became a metal spring, coiled and ready.

At a knock on the door, he didn’t move.

The spring inside of him tightened. Tick, tick, tick. His body ratcheted down as tight as he could go.

A tap on the electronic keypad outside. What the hell? The bolt turned and the door cracked open.

The coil released.

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About the Author

Jillian David

Jillian David is a rural family physician who lives near the end of the earth, writing paranormal, suspense, and adventure romances with medical characters and scenarios. She loves to use medical situations to drive drama. Her favorite cell is the platelet and her least-favorite organ is the pancreas. She fully believes that curse words, when appropriately deployed during surgery, are hemostatic. https://www.jilliandavid.net

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Any Fin For Love

by Petie McCarty

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

She could almost hear the fish laughing at her . . .

Cody Ryan’s father never missed fishing the annual Loon Lake tournament until his unexpected passing. This year, Cody packs up her how-to fishing videos and her dad’s old johnboat and gives him one final entry.

Gage Connor needs some R&R away from his coast guard deployment catching drug smugglers along the Louisiana coast, so he borrows a bass boat from his buddy and heads to Loon, Alabama to do some fishing.

When Gage and Cody meet at Loon Lake, their attraction is immediate and intense—until the two discover there is only one boat slip left on the lake and they both need it, and there’s only one vacant hotel room left in Loon and they both want it. And so, their competition begins. Both vow to keep their distance from the other for their own peace of mind, but fate has other plans. The tournament pairing party picks the two-man teams and chooses Gage as Cody’s partner.

For two days.
Alone on a boat.
Working as a team.

Good things come to those who bait . . .

 

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    Excerpt

Billy’s voice boomed into the microphone as she mounted the three steps to the stage, and everyone quieted down. “Miss Cody Ryan is the first female entrant in the history of the Annual Loon Fishing Tournament.”

The women of Loon erupted again, and Billy added, “Doc Taylor and I checked the rules closely, and nowhere does it say a female cannot compete.”

Male angler voices rumbled now, and Cody could feel a warm flush sliding from her neck to her cheeks.

What had she been thinking when she started all this?

And what had made Gage frown at her so?

Did he still intend to fish the tournament?

Was his name still in the cowboy hat?

Why should she even care? The jerk had spent the afternoon with Lila. Cody should want him to forego the tournament—out of sight and out of mind—but her heart didn’t work that way. Refusing to meet his gaze once she reached the stage, she stared at a spot well to the right of the tent flap, careful to keep Billy and Lila in her peripheral vision.

“So we wish Cody the best of luck,” Billy was saying, though his expression didn’t agree. He turned to his daughter who was ogling Gage at the back of the tent. “Lila, pick Cody’s partner out of the hat.”

Still  Lila stared at Gage, who stared at Cody, who desperately wished he would look anywhere but at her at the moment.

“Lila,” Billy snapped.

She startled and finally noticed her father’s glare, which made her pass a glare on to Cody as she reached into the big black Stetson. Her hand scrabbled in the bottom of the hat for a few seconds, and she frowned when Billy kept jiggling the Stetson.

“Hold still,” Lila muttered under her breath and snatched out one of the folded papers. She cast another of her toothy smiles out to the crowd. Until her eyes focused on the piece of paper in her hand, that is. The smile winked out, and her gaze shot to her father. “No,” she whined through clenched teeth.

“Read it,” he grunted.

Their matching glares dueled for an eternity, and Lila finally leaned over the microphone and said flatly, “Gage Connor.”

Cody’s jaw dropped. She shouldn’t’ve been so shocked. There were few names left. She had feared she would end up Zeke’s partner, since his name hadn’t been called either. Gage stalked down the center aisle, his long strides making short work of the distance, and Lila tracked his advance, looking dumbfounded.

Billy appropriated the microphone and hip-checked Lila aside. “Cody Ryan and Gage Connor will go out in the last flight, second to last boat, place number forty-nine. That leaves the last two names.” He picked the papers out of the Stetson himself, though Cody at her close range would have said it looked more like he peeled them off the hat interior.

“Zeke Tumson and Alvin Harper,” Billy announced and frowned as Zeke and Alvin followed Gage up the steps. “Lila, the shirts.”

Only Lila’s eyes moved, and they followed Gage’s progress as he strolled over to stand next to Cody. When Lila’s gaze shifted to Cody, the orbs darkened to glittering obsidian pools, 

 About the Author

Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt Disney World—"The  Most Magical Place on Earth"—where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said good-bye to her "day" job to write her stories full-time. These days Petie spends her time writing sequels to her regency time-travel series, Lords in Time, and her cozy-mystery-with-romantic-suspense series, the Mystery Angel Romances.

Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with her horticulturist husband and an opinionated Nanday conure named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in No Angels for Christmas. 

Visit Petie's web site online at http://www.petiemccarty.com or her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/petie.mccarty.

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DESPERATE IN DELAWARE 99¢ SALE AND NEW COVER

DESPERATE IN DELAWARE

By Caroline Clemmons

 

Don’t you love the new cover for DESPERATE IN DELAWARE? To celebrate the new cover, the ebook is on sale for 99¢ from January 20^th to midnight January 26^th. You’ll find there is also a print version, and the book is enrolled in Kindle Unlimited.

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I love writing anytime, but especially when the story is set in Texas, my home state. Of course, not every man in Texas is tall, dark, and handsome. Those in my books are, though, and so is my personal hero, my husband. I even call him Hero when I talk about him. Hero fits him in many ways!

DESPERATE IN DELAWARE is set in a part of North Central Texas that I find particularly interesting. Hero and I went on a couple of the Palo Pinto County Historical Society Tours. We loved them. A couple of places on the tour have become sites in several of my historical western romances.

 

About the Book

 

Mina Fae Stapleton vows she will wait no longer! Since her parents’ death she’s been living with her sister’s family. She helps care for her sister’s home and her sister’s adorable children. But, she wonders when she’ll have her own husband and children. There is not even one eligible man near her age in her small town. She can’t avoid hearing the snickers and hurtful remarks—old maid, spinster, on the shelf. When her cousin sends her a newspaper clipping from a Yours Truly: The Lovelorn’s column, she is surprised when the letter to the columnist reads as if she had written it. That’s the catalyst she needs—she decides to follow the Lovelorn’s advice and change her location. She goes to Texas to visit her cousin. She refuses to watch her life disappear until she’s left with only regrets!

Austin Wright hates to admit he’s lonely. He wants a wife and children, but there’s always time—isn’t there? At the urging of Mina Fae Stapleton’s cousin, he attends a party given to welcome Mina to Texas. At the party, he realizes he has to speak quickly or lose his chance with Mina Fae.

Nothing is that easy. Misguided miners threaten not only Austin’s ranch, but all those below the supposed gold mine. Austin tries to convince the two men there’s no gold, but their avarice has convinced them to take dangerous measures. Will he be able to reason with them in time?

  

Excerpt

 

After a harrowing stagecoach ride, they arrived at Palo Pinto. When the stage stopped, she waited until the other passengers stepped out before she climbed down. There was Cindy to greet her. The tall man with Cindy must be her husband, Bert Kennedy.

Cindy ran forward and hugged her. “I’m so glad you’re here. I know you’re exhausted but I promise you’ll be glad you’ve come.”

Mina laughed with pleasure at seeing her cousin once more. “I hope so because I’ll never ride that stage again. Well, not for a while anyway.” She stood on tiptoe to accept Bert’s kiss to her cheek.

“I’m happy to finally meet you.” He grinned at her. “We left the twins with our housekeeper so we’d better load your trunks and get home before she gives notice.”

Bert called to a tall man standing nearby. “Austin, make yourself useful and give me a hand with this luggage.”

The man, who wasn’t bad looking, gave her a long scan from head to toe and back up, then stared from the pile of luggage back to her. “You plan on opening a store or did you just bring everything you ever owned?”

Austin Wright

She started to give him the sharp side of her tongue but Cindy interrupted.

“Miss Mina Faye Stapleton, this is our good friend, Austin Wright. Austin, Mina is my favorite cousin and she’s moving to Palo Pinto.”

Mina’s pique evaporated. She laughed and nudged Cindy. “Are you still stealing my line? I’m the one who only has one cousin while you have two.”

She sobered and glared at the rude man. “How do you do, Mr. Wright?”

“I do fine, Miss Stapleton. Good thing I’m here. Bert could have killed himself if he’d tried to load these trunks alone.”

As if the man hadn’t left Mina aghast with his latest rudeness, Cindy linked arms with Mina’s. “Let’s leave them to their job and walk to the house. It’s only a short way.”

 

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GAMBLERS AND GUNSLINGERS

Isn’t there always something fun and intriguing about the bad boy who hides a heart of gold? I love the stories that have unwilling heroes who end up doing everything right in the end. And all because they fall in love with the right person.

This love prompted me to start the GAMBLERS & GUNSLINGERS series. It’s a six book series of which four have been published. Number five should be out in February!

 

First, we have Katie. She runs her family’s confectionery shop while raising her three younger siblings.

 

Then, we have Felicity. She didn’t know it, but she married a thief and a murderer. And although she turns him in, she finds her family under attack by those who want retribution.

 

Third, there’s Cora Lee. An orphan. Abandoned by her foster family and the young man she planned to marry.

 

Next is Olivia. The oldest of five sisters, she has to find a necklace before a merciless gambler demands collection of her late father’s debt.

 

Each of these ladies is determined and smart. But they don’t go through their trials alone.

 Katie gets Rowdy, a gambler and gunslinger who’s determined to keep her from participating in a dangerous poker tournament.

Felicity gets Butch, a giant who’s not about to let her go searching Hell’s Half Acre for the money her former husband stole.

Cora has Graham, the man who she’d thought abandoned her but now plans to marry her despite her past.

And Olivia teams up with Kane, a gambler who refuses to allow her to take on Nicola Calvi on her own.

Each of these stories is filled with emotion, suspense, and romance and is guaranteed to make you swoon!

 

 

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Author Bio

    Kara O'Neal, Author

Award-winning author, Kara O’Neal is a teacher and lives in Texas with her husband and three children. She write stories with strong family ties, lots of romance and guaranteed happy endings! Please visit her at www.karaoneal.com.

 

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