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Cinder-Ugly

CINDER-UGLY

by Laura Strickland

Genre: Sweet Fantasy Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

From the moment Cindra is born, misshapen and ill-formed in face and body, her beautiful mother hides her away, allowing the world to see only her other three perfect children. Cindra, raised by an aged nurse and assigned humble duties in the kitchen, receives little affection and plenty of abuse from both her mother and sisters. Starved for beauty, she longs most of all for love.

Prince Rupert, newly returned from an education outside the kingdom and forced to take over duties as king, sees the beauty of Cindra’s spirit. In her sister-in-law’s garden, he courts her with rare flowers and nearly makes her forget her mother’s hate. But when war tears them apart, will Cindra have the courage to stand on her own? And when faced with the challenge of leading Rupert’s subjects through a siege, will the strength of her compassion be enough to sustain a kingdom?

I dropped the tray. It fell hard with a clatter that echoed through the room. The remaining tarts—still a generous load—flew everywhere spewing their jam fillings as they went—on the carpet, on my shoes, on the Queen’s skirt and all over the Prince’s sapphire blue legs.

Everything froze. The music paused, everyone stopped talking. Someone laughed in horror and said, “Oh, my God!”

Mother’s face seized in a rictus; she leered at me. For an instant I could see nothing else. Not my father, not Bethessa who, I’m pretty sure, had laughed, not even the mess that surrounded me like the fallout from an explosion.

Just her anger. Her horror. Her disgust.

Then the moment’s paralysis broke. Mother reached out quick as a wasp and slapped me. The blow took me on the cheek and its force turned my head. Instant tears flooded my eyes.

“Stupid girl!” She drew back her hand to strike again. Two things happened before she could: Father cried, “Erikka—it was my fault!” And the Prince stepped between me and my mother, and seized her wrist.

“Please, Madame, do not. It was but an accident.”

No rebuke colored his tone. He sounded exceedingly polite. But I knew my mother took it as a rebuke and a public one. Her face stained with ugly red and she transferred her glare from me to the Prince.

Even at that moment, that terrible, terrible moment I knew she would never forgive me for this.

Award-winning author Laura Strickland delights in time traveling to the past and searching out settings for her books, be they Historical Romance, Steampunk or something in between. Born and raised in Western New York, she’s pursued lifelong interests in lore, legend, magic and music, all reflected in her writing. Although she enjoys travel, she’s usually happiest at home not far from Lake Ontario, with her husband and her “fur” child, a rescue dog. Author of numerous Historical and Contemporary Romances, she is the creator of the Buffalo Steampunk Adventure series set in her native city. Cinder-Ugly is the kind of fairy tale she thinks all children should read.

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Posted in Adult Fiction, Contemporary, New, New Release, Romance, Romantic Comedy, Sweet Romance

Summer Bride

Title: Summer Bride
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet Romance, RomCom
Publication Date: July 12th, 2018
 
Blurb:
Two scheming matchmakers are at it again…
Sage Presley loves her job as the receptionist at Golden Skies Retirement Village in Holiday, Oregon. She enjoys the residents and their wisdom, even if some of them are more than a little quirky. Determined to ignore the matchmaking efforts of two women at the retirement home, Sage’s sole focus is on raising her brother, Shane. In spite of her best efforts, she can’t help but notice the hunky electrician who continually comes to her rescue.   Grateful for the opportunity to open his own electrical business, Justin James moves to Holiday full of plans and dreams. He’s quickly drawn in by the close-knit community, but finds the lack of suitable single women disturbing. Despite himself, his attention is captured by the receptionist at the retirement home where he’s working on a big job. Yet, he can’t begin to understand why two matchmaking octogenarians are intent on forcing him together with the woman he’s convinced is married. 
A sweet romance sprinkled with humor, hope, and the meaning of real love, Summer Bride will warm the hearts of readers while bringing them a smile.
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
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.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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Matilda held out a bright purple gift bag with orange polka-dotted tissue paper stuffed inside.
Justin took the bag, removed the tissue, and pulled out a T-shirt. He unfolded it and held it up, unable to hide a grin. “I work with strippers” was emblazoned across the front along with a silhouette of a pair of wire strippers.
“This is great. Thank you so much,” he said, smiling at the two women.
“Try it on! We want to see how it looks,” Matilda said in an insistent tone.
Ruth placed a hand on Matilda’s arm, as though she could restrain her friend’s demands and ideas. “Now, Tilly, let’s leave the boy alone and let him get back to work.”
“Not just yet. It’s only half as fun if he doesn’t model the shirt for us,” Matilda said, her vermilion-coated lips rolling into a pout.
Justin wondered how an octogenarian could appear so girlish, but Matilda Dale had it down to an art.
Rather than disappoint her, he unbuttoned his work shirt and slipped it off then pulled the T-shirt on over his head.
“How’s it look?” he asked, wondering if Matilda had purposely ordered a size too small or if it had been an accident. The shirt clung to every muscle and outlined every line and ridge of his form.
“Mmm. I’m not sure. Let’s get another opinion.” Matilda grabbed his hand and tugged him out of the construction area. He went along, not wanting to disrupt her fun. However, he hoped no one saw him parading around in the T-shirt that was outrageously tight.
Ruth strolled along on his other side. “We really should let him get back to work, Tilly.”
“Oh, bosh. This will just take a moment.” Matilda said, leading him down the hallway to the lobby.
Justin wanted to pull away and turn around when he saw Sage sitting at the receptionist’s desk talking to someone on the telephone. She wore her hair twisted away from her face and secured at the back of her head in a tidy knot, although a few wisps escaped and danced around her cheeks. She looked lovely in a pink top that brought out roses in her cheeks and accented the soft shade of her lips. Lips that looked so inviting and entirely too kissable.
Annoyed with himself for noticing every detail about her appearance, he freed himself from Matilda’s grasp. “I don’t want to bother her. She’s busy working and I should be, too.”
“Fiddle-faddle,” Matilda said, giving him a push forward. “See, she just hung up the phone.”
Justin started to argue, but Matilda gave him another push and waved a hand at Sage. “Sage, darling, we need your opinion.”
Sage glanced up from the note she was writing then did a double take. Her amazing green eyes widened in shock as she gaped at him. Slowly, a smile lifted the corners of her mouth into an amused smile.
“What kind of opinion, Matilda?” Sage asked, leaning back in her desk chair. Her gaze lifted and Justin felt the impact when it collided with his. Something magnetic and strong arced between them, like electricity dancing between two points of contact.
“We bought this shirt for Justin as a thank you for his help the night of your accident. What do you think? Does it fit him okay?”  Matilda asked. The brazen old woman ran her hand across the width of his chest then had the audacity to wink at him.
 
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Love or Fame

Title: Love or Fame
Author: Zoe Conner
Genre: Sweet Romance
Cover Designer: Designed by Kris Norris
Publication Date: June 18th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb: 
They met in Paris…
A chance reunion—then he was gone.
Sweet Sabrina loves her quiet island life creating art.
She fell hard for a Hollywood actor.
Was their whirlwind relationship real or a fantasy?
Jason comes back with his entourage…including an ex.
Sabrina is the woman of his dreams but he’s not sure she can handle his celebrity.

Obsessed with Jane Austen and Downton Abbey, Zoe writes modern day stories of intense love with strong yet complicated characters. She loves being near the water and island living is a dream. Her writing is supervised by demanding feline critics. A small-town recluse, Zoe travels rarely for family visits but explores the world through her stories.

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Love or Fame

Title: Love or Fame
Author: Zoe Conner
Genre: Sweet Romance
Cover Designer: Designed by Kris Norris
Publication Date: June 18th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb: 
They met in Paris…
A chance reunion—then he was gone.
Sweet Sabrina loves her quiet island life creating art.
She fell hard for a Hollywood actor.
Was their whirlwind relationship real or a fantasy?
Jason comes back with his entourage…including an ex.
Sabrina is the woman of his dreams but he’s not sure she can handle his celebrity.

Obsessed with Jane Austen and Downton Abbey, Zoe writes modern day stories of intense love with strong yet complicated characters. She loves being near the water and island living is a dream. Her writing is supervised by demanding feline critics. A small-town recluse, Zoe travels rarely for family visits but explores the world through her stories.

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Missing and Presumed Dead

MISSING AND PRESUMED DEAD

A Chandler County novel

by Cherime MacFarlane

Genre: Contemporary Sweet Romance

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Grant remembered waking in a hospital bed with Crystal’s hand on his forehead. And no matter how hard he begged, the girl said she must leave. She needed to get away from her father and couldn’t stay with his family due to the generations-long feud. Crystal joined the Army. So did he. Then he came home, ran for sheriff and won.

The first thing he did when in office was open the file labeled Missing and Presumed Dead. No one had seen or heard from the mother of the Dane children in years. Did her husband kill her as Royce Dane said? If not, how did she disappear without a trace? But things take an odd twist when he discovers his mother’s involvement.

Crystal likes everything about the man Grant is. But she isn’t cut out for mixing in the upper echelon of Chandler County society. Her brother needs to know what happened to their mother, Crystal isn’t so sure she cares. If her mother walked away from her children, Crystal doesn’t need her now.

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Crystal let the other passengers leave ahead of her. She needed a little time to psych herself up into getting off the plane. She wanted to see Gentry and meet the man who trundled her off to Alaska without a by-your-leave. But she didn’t think Gentry would appreciate it if she busted his nose for him at first sight.

The line cleared out and only the crew remained. Time to get it over with. The whole thing bothered her. Without the structure of the Army to keep her on the straight and narrow, Crystal wondered how she would make it in the civvy world.

She pulled the O.D. green duffel out of the bin and followed the last of the passengers. The pilot said the weather was clear and a comfortable 43 degrees. A small snort followed that thought.

Comfortable for who? Dudes wrapped in two layers of down parkas? What did the man consider uncomfortable? No! Scratch that. A minus something probably, maybe in the low thirties.

With a sigh, she entered the long covered walkway leading to the interior of the terminal. She got a good look at the whole thing before they landed. The entire complex, runways and all would fit in the back corner of Atlanta’s Hartsfield–Jackson airport without any fuss.

She followed the signs for the baggage claim area. Not that she had any baggage. Gentry said once she got past security, they would find her.

As soon as she got Gentry to herself, it would be time to spill the beans. Well, perhaps not all of it. The kid didn’t need to know she set fire to the barn in a fit of rage. That would stay her secret.

Without the anonymity of her uniform, Crystal felt naked. Why in the hell did she let Royce and Uncle Thad talk her out of re-upping? She hadn’t been drunk and just didn’t get it.

Liar! Her mind screamed. She knew why. The phone call with Grant played all over again in her head. It was the part about her having a tight ass. She caught the warmth in his tone and figured he had to be smiling when he made the comment.

It was amazing how all airports had the same general layout. Ahead of her a large bank of windows stood on the other side of steps and escalators. Lots of people stood to the side as they waited for passengers to leave the secured area.

“Crystal! Hun!” That was all the warning she got before her baby sister slammed into her with arms wide.

The duffel hit the floor and Crystal wrapped both arms around the kid. With his hands stuffed in the pocket of his jeans, a guy with dark hair and equally dark eyes watched Gentry hug her.

Russ. That was the husband’s name. The dude could play poker with the best of them. Crystal couldn’t tell anything from a quick glance at his expression.

But her sister felt different. She must have put on about ten or fifteen pounds. Was she pregnant? Crystal sure hoped the hell not. Gentry was just a baby yet. She needed time to figure out who she was since getting out from under Augie’s thumb.

Gentry turned to the guy with a smile on her face. “Russ, come and meet my sister.”

When he walked forward and held out a hand, Crystal thought she caught sight of a wary expression in his dark eyes. Then he closed up tighter than hell.

That’s okay, Alaska. I’m not sure I like your ass either. But for Gentry’s sake, she planned to keep it all screwed in tight. The girl looked happy enough. If Gentry loved the little shit and didn’t want to leave, so be it.

There would be other visits. If things didn’t work out, they would all have a home at the Reynolds place. And that was the other reason she let them talk her out of enlisting again. Sheila. If Royce didn’t get some kind of closure on the thing with their mother, the kid might lose what marbles he had left.

For now, she had a week to assess how Gentry was making out up here. The other two guys in Chandler County would want a full report on her findings. But it wouldn’t do to alienate the husband right off.

Crystal shook his hand. She made the pressure just firm enough, but not like a wuss. She would treat him like a fresh out of school junior officer. Crystal could do that in her sleep.

She settled in the seat behind Russ. Gentry crawled into the extended cab with her. They had a few miles to go before they reached Homer. Then would come a boat ride to Seldovia. Crystal shook her head. It was a damn good thing she slept on the plane.

Gentry grabbed her hand and squeezed. “I’m so glad to see you. But why did you leave the service?”

With a grin, Crystal chucked her under the chin. “Royce, Uncle Thad and I are planning to make the old man and Johnny’s life hell. And it’s been a long time coming.”

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I came to Alaska kicking and screaming in 1976, and I never want to leave. I cut firewood on shares for money to get through the winter. I swore I would not live above the Alaska Range because it was too cold there and wound up in the Copper River Basin where it got just a cold as Fairbanks.

My second husband, a Scot from Glasgow, was the love of my life. When I write Scots dialect, I experienced hearing it from my in-laws. Each time my husband got on the phone to Scotland after five seconds, I could hardly understand a word. I was my second husband’s chief mechanic’s helper and roadie.

I live in a cabin which is slowly being surrounded by the city and wish I were farther out. My cat and Husky-Collie mix dog are happy in our little slice of heaven called Alaska. In the silence of winter dreams of people and places provide a rich pool of ideas to explore.

As a reporter for the Copper Valley Views, Cherime MacFarlane received a letter of commendation from the Copper River Native Association for fair and balanced reporting.

Other Awards: Finalist in McGrath Book Awards 2017, Amazon Best Selling in Anthologies-twice and Hardest Working Author Award from Author Classified.

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Love or Fame

Title: Love or Fame
Author: Zoe Conner
Genre: Sweet Romance
Cover Designer: Designed by Kris Norris
Publication Date: June 18th, 2018
Blurb:
They met in Paris…
A chance reunion—then he was gone.
Sweet Sabrina loves her quiet island life creating art.
She fell hard for a Hollywood actor.
Was their whirlwind relationship real or a fantasy?
Jason comes back with his entourage…including an ex.
Sabrina is the woman of his dreams but he’s not sure she can handle his celebrity.

Obsessed with Jane Austen and Downton Abbey, Zoe writes modern day stories of intense love with strong yet complicated characters. She loves being near the water and island living is a dream. Her writing is supervised by demanding feline critics. A small-town recluse, Zoe travels rarely for family visits but explores the world through her stories.

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Posted in Historical, Historical Romance, New, New Release, Romance, Sweet Romance

Quinn

Title: Quinn (Pendleton Petticoats 9)
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet, Historical, Western Romance
Publication Date: April 19th, 2018
Blurb:
A fiery suffragette meets her match…
Nothing about Quinn Fairfield is typical. The outspoken suffragette spends her days as a newspaper reporter, indulging her natural curiosity, and writing sensational headlines. She’s much more likely to be found riding a bicycle around Pendleton than learning the social graces at which her sister, Caitlyn, excels. When Caitlyn announces her plans to wed a man Quinn doesn’t trust, she sets out to find a reason to break up the happy couple. In the process, she finds herself falling for an intriguing, gentle-hearted man.
After spending several years in Portland at college, Walker Williams returns to Pendleton, eager to make his mark on the world. Regardless of his upbringing on the nearby Umatilla Reservation, he’s determined to become a legendary architect. Then a feisty red-headed newspaper reporter catches his eye and captures his heart. Walker fights against his feelings for her, determined to shelter Quinn from the prejudices he often experiences because of his heritage.
Can the two of them overcome their fears, set aside the burdens of the past, and surrender to the sweet romance blossoming between them?
Filled with laughter, adventure, and historical tidbits from 1912, Quinn is a sweet historical romance brimming with hope and love.
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
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.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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Quinn relaxed her tense shoulders and shifted her attention from what liberties Drake might be taking with Caitlyn to her dance partner. “To answer your question about my dreams, I want to write books that people will read a hundred years from now and find clever and enjoyable.”
“What type of books do you want to write?” Walker smirked at her. “Romances?”
If her loathsome look could have felled him, the man would have found himself flattened on the floor. She pinned him with a frosty glower. “Certainly not! I intend to write adventurous tales full of wit, humor, mystery, and intrigue.”
“So a pirate romance with a cheeky girl?” he suggested with a rascally grin.
Annoyed yet oddly invigorated by his teasing, she resisted the urge to pull away from Walker and stalk off the dance floor.
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Marnie

Title: Marnie
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet, Historical, Western Romance
Blurb:
Only one man’s love
Will redeem her past. . .
Condemned to a future of shame and regret, Marnie Jones battles to keep going one day at a time. Divested of hope, she’s all but given up when a handsome stranger arrives in town. Desperate for the marshal to ride out of Pendleton, Marnie fears he’ll rekindle the embers of her broken dreams into a roaring flame before he leaves.
Married to his career, US Marshal Lars Thorsen avoids relationships of any kind. Spending his days transporting prisoners, guarding political figures, and chasing down fugitives, he doesn’t have room in his life for feelings or emotions. Especially not the tender, protective feelings stirred by the woman who wants him or the two orphans who need him.
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
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.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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“I don’t know how many times I have to tell you, I’m not going with you today.” Marnie fisted her hands on her hips and blocked his entrance to her room.
“Yes, you are. Put on your hat and let’s go.” Lars nudged her aside then brazenly strode to her closet and pulled out the hat he liked the best, a cream curved-brim hat with cream and pink silk roses that matched the gown she wore. “Put that on.”
“No.” Marnie leaned against the dresser and glowered. “And you can’t bully me into doing what you want, Lars Thorsen.”
“Maybe not, but I can ask nicely.” Lars lifted one of her hands and kissed the back of it, keeping his hot blue gaze pinned to hers. He saw the shift in her eyes as the shutters lifted. The frown she wore softened on a sigh and he knew he had her.
After kissing her other hand, he moved on to her right cheek, then her left, followed by her nose. “Will you please accompany the children and me to church? Even if you won’t do it for me or yourself, do it for those two youngsters. They’ll be disappointed if you don’t come.”
Marnie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I don’t think you realize what you’re asking, what you’re doing.”
“I’m fully aware of what I’m doing.” Lars momentarily forgot about Easter, the Webster kids, and everything else as his attention focused on Marnie’s lips. He lowered his head and kissed both corners before gently caressing her mouth with his — teasing, enticing, pleading. “Please, sweet thing? Please go with us?”
Nearly undone by Lars’ tender kisses, Marnie snatched the hat from his hand and positioned it on her head. Jabbing in a hatpin, she rammed her fingers into lacy cream gloves and grabbed a reticule she saved for special occasions.
Pointing to the door, she shook her head. “Arguing with you is utterly pointless.”
“Yep. Glad you figured that out.” Lars’ wicked grin made her smile and she held his hand as they descended the stairs. “One way or another, I always get what I want.”

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Faith in Sweetwater County

Title: Faith in Sweetwater County
Author: Ciara Knight
Genre: Sweet Romance
Publication Date: Mar. 6th, 2018
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Blurb:
Cline Grant, a man with a checkered past turned preacher has dedicated the last ten years of his life to making up for past sins. But when he is faced with removing a young girl from her abusive uncle he must face the calling he never expected. He escapes with the young girl to the safety of a small town until a beautiful and dedicated social worker asks too many questions, questions that put his faith to the ultimate test.
Kinley Stafford refuses to accept the new preacher’s credentials as a father because he claims to be a man of faith, not after she failed to protect a boy only months earlier from a dead-beat dad. And when the preacher’s little girl runs away, Kinley makes it her personal mission to expose whatever secrets Preacher Cline is hiding.
Ciara Knight writes with a ‘Little Edge and a Lot of Heart’ with her contemporary and paranormal romance books. Her most recent #1 Amazon bestselling series, Sweetwater County, has topped the charts and received acclaimed reviews. Her international best-seller, Pendulum scored 4 stars from RT Book Reviews, accolades from InD’Tale Magazine and Night Owl Top Pick. Her young adult paranormal series, Battle for Souls, received 5 stars from Paranormal Romance Guild and Night Owl’s Top Pick, among other praises.
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Cline glanced at the porcelain-skinned, model-thin vision before him and suddenly felt his old habits bubble to the surface. He bit back the pickup line sitting at the tip of his tongue and instead said mildly, “I wouldn’t want that. First names it is. Cathy, can you tell me what the emergency is, or will you continue embarrassing this lovely lady?”
Cathy elbowed Kinley in the side. “Did you hear that? He called you ‘lovely.’”
“Yes, and he just heard you,” Kinley said, her face turning red. Still, she smiled kindly at Cathy before facing Cline. “Listen, I’m sorry. I’m afraid you stepped into the middle of a man-tervention.”
“Man-tervention?”
She laughed, a delicate, sweet sound that filled the room. “My friends were accusing me of working too hard and not making time to date. Cathy means well, but doesn’t know when to take a breath and let people live their own lives.”
Judy stood and chimed in, saying, “She’s right, you know. I think we should all give Kinley a chance to meet men on her own.”
“What?” Cathy shrilled, but was stopped by a wide wink by Judy. “Oh. Right. We’ll leave you two alone to live your own lives.”
“Wait—what is it you needed me to come here for?” Cline asked Cathy before she could lead the other women out of the coffee shop.
“Oh, right. I needed to give you the keys to the buildings.” Cathy dug through her bag until she pulled out a large key ring, unsnapped the metal and slid off two keys. “The large one is for the church, and the other is for the cottage out back where you’ll be living.”
“That old dump?” Kinley exclaimed. “It’s not fit for even a bachelor.” She bit her bottom lip in an adorable way, and gave Cline a rueful glance. “I’m sorry. I’d assumed you weren’t married.”
“I’m not. And Mrs. West saw to it that the cottage was readied ahead of my arrival. It’s small, but it’ll do.” He tilted his head and angled his body toward the door. He didn’t like leaving Chrissy in the truck alone for this long. “I’m so sorry, but I’d better get going,” he said, not wanting to answer any more questions at the moment. He needed to keep his and Chrissy’s secret. He’d told people that Chrissy was his niece, and for now, the town needed to believe that lie. “It was nice to meet all of you. I hope to see you at our first service in a few weeks, once the renovations to the church are complete.”
“We do have a few churches in town,” Sue said. “What kind will yours be?”
“Sweetwater Church will be non-denominational. All faiths are welcome.”
“I think that’s lovely,” Judy said. “You can count on my husband James and I being there at your first service.”
“You mean even Catholics are welcome?” Cathy asked.
Judy huffed. “Watch it, girl. At least Catholics spend their time in church praying instead of planning the next picnic.”
Sue snagged a cup from the table and set it on the counter while the women continued to argue over religious denominations and their traditions. “Don’t mind them. They’ve been frenemies since birth.”
“It seems I’ll need to take a class on small town politics before I open up my mouth in front of my congregation.” Cline smiled, but then felt his chest tighten. When was the last time he’d smiled? It didn’t matter. Life was no longer about having fun. He’d left the partying and the women behind when he’d dedicated his life to helping others. And now, he had to help Chrissy. When he’d promised to do God’s work on Earth, he never knew how much God would ask of him.
He never would’ve guessed that he’d be asked to become a kidnapper.

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Love or Land – Cover Reveal

Title: Love or Land
Author: Zoe Conner
Genre: Sweet Romance
Cover Designer: Designed by Kris Norris
Publication Date: Mar. 28th, 2018
Blurb:
This island might not be big enough for both of them!
Tabitha is old money. Sean is new.
She has rich family and friends. His circle is small and cobbled together.
She is protective and stubborn. He takes what he wants without apology.
She was raised to be a lady. He acts like a gentleman.
The both have a drive to help people.
They both want the same plot of land on the island.
Toss in meddling sisters and employees, and these two are thrown together—but an emergency creates even more chaos in their persistent attraction.
Then again, love is priceless…

Obsessed with Jane Austen and Downton Abbey, Zoe writes modern day stories of intense love with strong yet complicated characters. She loves being near the water and island living is a dream. Her writing is supervised by demanding feline critics. A small-town recluse, Zoe travels rarely for family visits but explores the world through her stories.

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Who doesn’t wear a tie to a gala? Tab kept her opinions to herself.
Colin barged in before Sabrina got a chance to say hi to her old friend.
“The twin Miss Buxtons. So lovely, both of you. I’d like you to meet my employer and friend, Mr. Sean Drake and his old friend Mr. Jason Carlton. This is Sabrina and Tabitha. Tab is on the board of the charity so probably off to check on dinner soon.” Colin rocked back on his heels.
“I can’t believe it’s you,” Sabrina said.
“Of course, you know Mr. Carlton from his movies and fame. Isn’t it nice of him to leave Hollywood for a bit and visit normal people?” Colin gushed.
“No, Colin, we’ve met. Sabrina. I can’t believe we never exchanged numbers.” Jason hugged her.
Tab tried to conceal her surprise but caught Sean Drake watching her with a bemused hint of a smile. He was not shocked.
“How do you know my sister?” Tab asked.
Sab pulled back slightly. “We met in Paris. On my art tour. He has a wonderful eye.”
“I’m sure he does. Nice to meet both of you. Have you been to Nantucket before?” Tab asked.
“No, it’s more rustic than I imagined,” Sean replied coolly.
Tab bit her tongue.
“It’s my first time but I’m glad Sean dragged me. It’s charming.” Jason stared at Sab. “Would you like to dance?”
Sab blushed. “There isn’t any music yet.”
“I’ll ask them to start. It’ll only be instrumental until after dinner.” Tab loved an excuse to get away.
“I’ll do it, Tab. Happy to help.” Sab led Jason away.
Some sister, leaving her with Colin and a stranger. Tab took a deep breath.
“What business are you in, Sean?” Tab could play the small talk game when she needed to but it was easier when the other person seemed more interested. Sean looked about the room as though he were analyzing every detail.
“I’m very diversified in my holdings. Real estate is at the core. But I’m here on vacation. Colin goes on about this place so much I had to see it. He is right, it feels like I’m nowhere near Boston or any big city.”
“Hopefully it’s the break you need. There is swimming, boating, and plenty of beaches. Also, a bit of history and charming old architecture.” Tab tried her best.
Sean nodded. “Colin is a big proponent of the island.”
She sighed. “Well, I should check on things. Dinner will soon so if you need help finding your table, just grab one of us. Excuse me.”
“Wait, Tabitha. I would like a dance with you after the dinner. Old times’ sake.” Colin winked.
Tabitha repressed a shudder and reminded herself that Colin’s aunt, Mrs. Monroe, was on the board of the charity with Tab. “Certainly. See you then.”
The room had been flooded with people in jewels bragging about the market and their portfolios or latest acquisitions.
Sab and Jason had been joined on the dance floor by a few other eager couples.
Tab found Mrs. Peters. “Dinner ready?”
“Yes, but let them finish this one song and I’ll announce things. Welcome people.” Mrs. Peters patted Tab’s arm. “Go sit with your family. Or that handsome man you were talking to.”
“Handsome but not very friendly,” Tab replied.
“Shame.” Mrs. Peters waved Tab off.