Unfinished Business series, book 3
by Carole Ann Moleti
I have to protect them.
It was the only thought I had, the only one that mattered. I would do whatever it took to keep my people alive. The soldier directly in front of me snapped to get my attention, instantly annoying me. “Where is Sheffield Donovan?”
My chin jutted out. “Who’s asking?”
TRULY, MADLY, WHISKEY
a stand-alone romance
by Melissa Foster
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 10, 2017
A new, emotionally riveting, sexy standalone romance by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster.
Watch mysteriously sexy Bear Whiskey claw his way to his happily ever after with sassy, rebellious Crystal Moon.
Full book description coming soon.
“When it comes to contemporary romances with realistic characters, an emotional love story and smokin’ hot sex, author Melissa Foster always delivers!” The Romance Reviews
“Like Nora Roberts, Melissa Foster has captivated me with her fantastic, sexy, romantic stories.” K. Winning
“One of the greatest contemporary romance authors of all time.” Underneath the Covers
“I’m highly addicted to her stories, and still want to kick my own behind for taking so long to finally read her.” The Power of Three Readers
Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance (M/F, M/M, F/F), romantic suspense, thrillers, and historical fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented. Her books have been recommended by USA Today’s book blog, Hagerstown Magazine, The Patriot, and several other print venues. She is the founder of the World Literary Café. When she’s not writing, Melissa helps authors navigate the publishing industry through her author training programs on Fostering Success.
Melissa has painted and donated several murals to The Hospital for Sick Children in Washington, DC. Her interests include her family, reading, writing, painting, friends, helping others see the positive side of life, and visiting Cape Cod.Melissa is available to chat with book clubs and welcomes comments and emails from her readers. Visit Melissa on Facebook or her personal website.
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Fate brings Trevor and Sara together and the chemistry between the two kindred spirits cannot be denied. Against both of their natures, they decide to just enjoy the month they have together before Trevor returns home with his family to record their next album and Sara will return to her normal routine of work and family.
“Hey everyone, thanks for choosing Sand Tours. I’m Sara Sands, and I’ll be your guide today.”
AUTHOR BIOJennifer lives in South Carolina with her husband and their three fur-kids. She is in grad school, pursuing a Masters in Psychology for Clinical Counseling. When she is not at work or taking classes, she is either reading or writing. Books have always been a passion. She also enjoys spending time with her family, traveling to new places, and music. She released her debut novel, Our Moon, in June 2015.
Cover by Charlene Raddon of Cover-Ops
This book is a biography of a woman I have loved and admired for the whole of my life.
In December 1944 a German family of seven were captured and convicted of war crimes for harbouring Jews.
I have known this story for most of my life. In the twilight of her years, this lady has decided that it is time for her story to be told, so it will be recorded for future generations.
The woman and her sister were interned in Bergen-Belsen Concentration Camp until Liberation on 13 April 1945.
This is a true account of her experience.
Hanover, Lower Saxony
The house looked the same as every other dwelling in the street. Two story, attached, weathered stone. There were three bedrooms and a bathroom with indoor plumbing upstairs. An attic, where family treasures were hidden, could only be accessed through a removable panel in the ceiling of the main bedroom closet. Downstairs was a small but adequate dine in kitchen, a sitting room and a storeroom. Inside the storeroom was a staircase which led down to a basement.
The house sat opposite the banks of the Leine River. It was home to Inga Albine and her family. She had one older sister, two older brothers and one younger brother. They loved summer when they could swim and play in the water.
Inga’s father, Adaulfo, was a well-known and successful Banker. An unusual occupation for an Aryan as most Bankers were Jewish.
Inga’s mother, Alisz, was a talented seamstress but with her husband being more than capable of providing for the family, sewing was a hobby rather than a chore. Although sewing gave her a great deal of joy, her first love was her family. She adored being with her children.
Being only children, both Alisz and Adaulfo had always dreamed of having a large family. Their dream had come true. They had five healthy children, blonde haired, blue eyed. Perfect Aryans in Adolf Hitler’s eyes. Klaus, 18, Manfred 17, Elke 15, Inga 13 and Oskar 8. The girls and Oskar attended private school while the two older boys studied Engineering. They all played the violin and with the exception of Oskar, they played very well. Neighbours often praised Adaulfo and Alisz on how polite and well-mannered all five children were.
The family were prominent in the local community. They never hesitated to help people who were less fortunate than themselves.
That was to be their downfall…..
Non-Fiction, Historical, True Life
Laura is a middle aged lady who was born in England.
She has a compassionate nature, a great sense of humor and is a loyal friend. She also has an insatiable love of history.
Growing up, Laura would spend hours with a member of her family who she loved dearly. Over the years she was told the story of how this amazing
lady had suffered at the hands of the Gestapo and German SS.
Laura had always had a strong desire to write. She felt a responsibility to record the story as a part of her family history.
Charlene Raddon is a lady I consider a friend even though we have never met in person. She is an exceptionally talented Author and an equally talented Cover Artist and Graphics Designer. I am pleased and honored to feature her work.
The Writing of:
“Writing Taming Jenna was the most fun I’ve had with any book. I love Jenna’s spunk. And Branch’s tough exterior and soft interior makes him my favorite kind of hero. The idea for the story came from an unusual source for me. I was at lunch with my critique group and needed a new story idea so I asked our most imaginative member to give me one. She said, “Write about a woman who has to find a man and the only way she can identify him is by a scar on his bottom.” Ok, sounds a bit kinky, but it challenged me.
Jenna becomes a Pinkerton agent to find her missing father. Her first assignment is to catch a train robber in Utah, and—you guessed it—he can only be identified for sure by a scar on his bottom. Jenna sees the job as a bit kinky, too, but, being Jenna, she plows forward and does her best. Which is pretty good, when it comes right down to it. Too good for the comfort of a certain bounty hunter, one Branch McCauley, who is after the same outlaw. Watching them try to defeat and out-do each other proved to be pure entertainment. Developing their romance provided a new challenge. You see, knowing what her mother suffered when her father disappeared, Jenna swears off marriage. Men? Who needs them? Branch, on the other hand, has reason to hate Pinkertons. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull this one off.
Of course I like the story—I wrote it. But judging from the five-star reviews on Amazon, I’m not alone.”
THE WRONG MAN
Deserted by her father at the tender age of seven, Jenna Leigh-Whittington had taught herself to ride, shoot, brawl…and steer clear of the opposite sex. But now, in a lonely Utah canyon, the Pinkerton agent has drawn her gun on a rugged stranger—only to discover that, far from the dangerous outlaw she’d been tracking, he is Branch McCauley, hired gun…and the most irresistible rascal ever to tempt and torment a woman!
THE RIGHT WOMAN
If there’s one thing McCauley trusts less than a female, it’s a female who packs a six-gun. But what a woman! Vowing to bring the sensuous hellcat to heel, McCauley has no inkling that their passionate battle of wills has just begun. Taming Jenna will be the most seductive—and satisfying—job he’s ever taken on.
Jenna scowled as she studied the man by the flickering glare of his campfire. He had the right build and appeared close to thirty, Mendoza’s age. But something didn’t fit.
The Denver police chief had described her quarry as a spoiled aristocrat, too busy wooing Lady Luck and every other female to be much of a train robber, let alone a killer. But the rogue in front of Jenna looked too lean and hard to be spoiled, too wary and aloof to be a ladies’ man.
To Jenna he seemed the perfect gunslinger: cold, tough, and ready to spring. Like a big yellow cougar perched on a ledge. Or a rattler, tightly coiled. Either way, his bite would be deadly.
In spite of the cool night breeze, sweat oozed from her pores. She couldn’t forget that lightning draw. Why had she come here? How had she expected to take an outlaw Pinkerton’s other agents had failed to bring in? No, she refused to think that way. She was every bit as capable as any man to capture Mendoza. She had to believe that, the same way she had to do what she’d set out to do. Only one question remained: Was this Mendoza or not?
“Who are you, mister?”
“Who am I? Hell, who are you? ”
Blast! Did no male exist in this empty wilderness who wasn’t so taken with himself that he couldn’t cooperate for a change?
She took a calming breath. A body could catch more flies with honey than vinegar, old Charley Long Bow used to say. Jenna figured flies might fancy the hairy creature facing her, so she decided to try being friendly. “Listen, I smelled your coffee and hoped you might spare a cup, is all. You can understand me being a mite leery of walking into a stranger’s camp without knowing who I’m hooking up with.”
Firelight glinted on the man’s straight white teeth as his whiskers parted in a cold smile. “Don’t recall inviting company, but I’ll play your game. Name’s Branch McCauley. Now it’s your turn.”
His smile unnerved her. It held no humor, only a lethal sort of grimness that cannoned her stomach into her throat and made her wish she’d wired William Pinkerton for instructions instead of going off half-cocked this way. “I’m Jim…Jim White,” she lied.
“All right, Jim, how about some honesty? You come here looking for me?”
“I’m not looking for anyone named Branch McCauley. If that’s who you are, you’ve nothing to worry about.”
The wide, innocent eyes McCauley studied held honesty. He relaxed. “In that case…be glad to pour you some coffee.” He reached for the battered graniteware pot. His visitor’s next words froze him in a half-stoop: “I’d feel more welcome if you’d set aside your gun first.”
Cool as Montana sleet, McCauley straightened, hand poised above his holster. “Reckon you would. Wouldn’t do much for my sense of well-being, though.”
So much for trying to be friendly, Jenna thought. What now? She clenched her knees together to still their shaking and swallowed the fear knotted in her throat.
“Look.” McCauley shifted his weight to one leg. “Why don’t you put your gun away and have a sit? Could be I might know something about the hombre you’re hunting.
Hombre. Sounded Spanish. Like Mendoza. It must be him. She had to get his gun away from him. Surprise seemed the best means. She squeezed the trigger of the .44 Starr. The bullet kicked dirt onto the man’s scuffed boots. He jumped and let out a yelp as though she’d set his feet afire.
“Dammit, kid, going up against me won’t get you anything but a six-foot hole in the ground.”
“Shut up and toss over your gun or I’ll turn them boots into sieves. ‘Course, my sights might be a bit off.” She raised the muzzle toward his groin.
“You made your point,” he growled as he unbuckled his gun belt and tossed it over.
Instead of the fancy weapon she had expected a gunslinger to own, an ordinary, six-gun lay at her feet. No ivory handle or engraved barrel. Only an ordinary .44 Peacemaker, crafted and worn for one reason—to kill. The thought did funny things to her innards.
“All right,” she said, getting back to business. “You aren’t going to like this, mister, but I don’t know any other way to be sure who you are. Drop them trousers to your ankles.”
They had lost everything that mattered . . .
Three nightmarish years of marriage has shattered Brianna Wight’s sheltered world. Leading her husband to believe she’s been murdered, she flees to St. Louis . . . harboring terrible secrets that could be the death of her.
The tragic loss of his Indian wife left Columbus Nigh a wanderer; necessity made him a wilderness guide. But now he finds himself drawn to the enigmatic woman who’s hired him to lead her westward. Her gentle strength stirs his lonely heart . . . her tender beauty arouses his deepest passions.
Would they find love again on a western journey?
But the perils of the Oregon Trail pale beside the murderous wrath of the man who tracks them across the harsh frontier. Briana knows the only way to save herself and Columbus is to risk their tender love. Only then can she free herself from the horrors of the past — and embrace a rapturous future . . .
Their love was fated . . .
A mail-order bride from Cincinnati, Ariah Scott traveled all the way to Oregon to marry one man, only to lose her heart to another. What will become of her now? Ever since her father died at the hands of a vengeful relative, Ariah’s life has been shadowed by dark secrets. And now her forbidden desire for Bartholomew Noon fills her with uncertainty — and a secret longing that can never be fulfilled.
And forbidden . . .
From the moment Bartholomew saw Ariah standing alone at the Portland train station. the keeper of the Cape Meares Light was lost. Hopelessly in love with this angelic beauty who is fated to live beside him at the isolated lighthouse as the wife of another man, Bartholomew never dreams that destiny will someday bring them together. Is Ariah truly the woman he can cherish . . . forever?
A woman without a prayer . . .
A widow with two children, Tempest Whitney has had to mortgage everything to repay the money her husband had stolen. But even as she struggles to hold onto her Utah homestead, a scheming rancher buys up her debts, demanding she either get off his land or marry him. Then a dark-haired stranger shows up, claiming to be her dead husband . . .
A man without a past . . .
Buck Maddux spent two years in jail for a crime he didn’t commit. Now a deathbed promise has brought him to Tempest’s homestead. A man without roots, he doesn’t plan to stay — or to feel so fiercely protective of this feisty beauty he saves from a hated marriage of convenience. Suddenly, Buck years for a home, a family, a lasting love. But what can he offer Tempest? The surprising answer lies in the forbidding canyons of an ancient Anasazi tribe, where fortune and danger await–along with a passion more precious than gold . . .
A woman’s smile . . .
Rosalyn Delaney’s husband, Josiah, vanished six years ago. Following a private detective’s lead, Rosalyn leaves Salt Lake City and boards a train heading to the mining town of Whiskey Ridge, Arizona. She arrives at Rose House, an old mansion reputed to be haunted, only to discover that her missing husband has been killed, and his business partner, Whip Kincaid, is wanted for his murder. Determined to uncover the secrets surrounding Josiah and his death, Rosalyn decides to stay–even though she begins to receive nightly visits from a charming “ghost” . . .
A Ghost’s Kiss . . .
Escaping a troubled past, Whip Kincaid had hoped he could make a fresh start in Whiskey Ridge and open a saloon with his friend Josiah. Now, as a murder suspect hiding in his own house, Whip’s future looks bleak indeed . . . unless he can find the real culprit. But the unexpected intrusion of Rosalyn ruins his plan to sneak out at night to investigate. Scaring her away is his first step in clearing his name, but Rosalyn doesn’t rattle easily. And Whip isn’t sure he wants the lovely widow to walk out of his life — especially when she’ll take his heart with her.
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Charlene Raddon is a friend and a very talented author. She has joined me here today to tell us about her new Cover Design venture. Welcome, Charlene.
First, let me thank Susan for having me today and letting me plug my new adventure.
I’ve been artistic for as long as I can remember. Art was my favorite subject in school and my major in college. Becoming a writer was sort of an accident, one I’m definitely not sorry for. Forty-three years ago I moved from Los Angeles County to Utah where I’d planned to paint all the glorious scenery here. I never even picked up a paint brush. Instead I started writing.
But the artistic urge never left me. I’ve used many medias to express my urge. Pottery, mosaic, macrame, dyed Ukranian eggs, crochet, needlepoint, digital scrapbooking, even gardening. Of them all, the eggs and the scrapbooking were the most fulfilling. After I signed on with Tirgearr Publishing to publish my books electronically, I had the opportunity to design a few covers for them, and for a few friends, as well as three of my own. I was hooked.
I love designing book covers, banners, and blog sites. When I hooked up with two other fantastic writers to produce Stilettos at High Noon, I grabbed at the chance to design covers for the site. Now I’ve started my own cover design business called Cover-Ops. It’s been a blast. My specialty is romance, all subgenres.
I hope you’ll stop by my site at http://cover-ops.blogspot.com and check out the pre-made covers I’ve designed. I also do banners, logos and blog design, including custon backgrounds and headers, and blog setup. Visit my blog http://charleneraddon.blogspot.com to see what I’ve done for my own site. Try me and see what I can do for you. Mention Susan Horsnell’s name for a 10% discount.
Charlene is the author of five award-winning historical romance novels and also writes under the pen name Jennetta Dodge.
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Beautiful Covers. I wish you all the very best with your business.