Thursday 12 May 2016
Friday 11 March 2016
5* Review Capturing the Last Welsh Witch by J.M. Davies
I am so delighted to have back J.M. Davies with her fantastic Capturing the Last Welsh Witch including a 5* review
I read this book for a honest review. This book kept me hooked, if you enjoy reading supernatural suspense, with murder, secrets, betrayal and passion, this book I recommend. I adored the characters Ella and Marcus. A must read!
INTRODUCTION
Hello everyone, I would like to start by giving a big shout-out to Holly for letting me host this week’s addition on her blog. I am Jennifer Davies. I'm originally from Wales, but I’m now settled on the East Coast in New England. I have been married for nineteen years, and I’m a mother of four boys who make me laugh and cry. I have two cats, and a puppy called Ella.
Hello everyone, I would like to start by giving a big shout-out to Holly for letting me host this week’s addition on her blog. I am Jennifer Davies. I'm originally from Wales, but I’m now settled on the East Coast in New England. I have been married for nineteen years, and I’m a mother of four boys who make me laugh and cry. I have two cats, and a puppy called Ella.
I have been very lucky that for the past seven years, I have been able to devote my time to writing romance and I get a huge thrill out of pushing myself. I completed my first YA romantic fantasy Children of Annwn: The Promise in 2013. In 2014, I signed with Secret Craving Publishers to complete the trilogy (Children of Annwn: The Battle & Power of the Gilgamesh) which I finished in September 2015 under the name Jennifer Owen Davies. Unfortunately, my publisher closed and shortly after I started self-publishing.
The last several years have been amazing and even in difficult times; my love of writing has kept me going. When I knew the YA series was ending, I wanted desperately to explore my desire to write an adult romance, and I knew I wanted to attempt to write a paranormal story as I love reading them. CAPTURING THE LAST WELSH WITCH is published under my pen name J.M.Davies, and I was inspired to write Ella’s story based on the real-life story of the first Welsh witch to be hung in Wales and the rest came from reading, research, and my imagination. I have received some wonderful five star reviews and one glowing one from the Paranormal romance guild!
I’m toying with the idea of writing a sequel, but in the meantime my second adult romance is due for release in June 2016 The Vineyards of Allegretti! I also have another book hopefully to be out by the end of 2016. It is going to be very busy this year…
A couple of quick facts about me, I love anything coated in chocolate. I love talking about my journey in writing, and I believe hard work is the answer to achieving your dreams.
CAPTURING THE LAST WELSH WITCH: I loved writing this book and creating the chemistry between Ella Masters and Marcus Drayton, both strong but damaged characters because of their past. If you enjoy strong alpha males and stubborn heroines, a plot with plenty of twists and turns, sizzling chemistry, and steamy scenes this is a must read for you.
PLACE THE PICTURE OF ELLA & MARCUS
Blurb for Capturing the Last Welsh Witch
Ella Masters’s soul is five hundred years old and in each life, she has been fatally betrayed by men. This is her fifth and final life, and legend says she must meet her true love or this time death is eternal. Wanted for the murder of her latest boyfriend and on the run from the FBI, as well as the ruthless group the Elusti, it doesn’t bode well for any would-be suitors.
Marcus Drayton has a sixth sense when it comes to knowing people, which has helped in his career as a special agent for the FBI, as well as his previous stint as a Navy SEAL. His latest assignment is to deliver Ella Masters, the Witch, which will give him the prized promotion in New York. After he meets the mysterious Ella, and realizes the Elusti are involved, the ghosts of his past force him to seek the truth, making every one he loves a target.
As she runs for her life and freedom, Ella needs to discover whether Marcus is the warrior she needs. And can she trust him with her heart and soul before it’s too late?
Snippet from Capturing the Last Welsh Witch
A muscle in Nate’s cheek twitched and he shot a sharp stare at her before he repositioned his hands on the wheel, which he gripped until his knuckles blanched white. Despite his coolly delivered speech, she affected him and she smiled at this awareness as she stared out the dusty window. A lot had changed in twenty-four hours—that was true—but what was the same was the fact she was his prisoner, even though he had called her sexy. That needed to change and fast, but where on earth were they headed? As she puzzled over her next move, his deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
“That kiss was a mistake it won’t be repeated, but I’m glad you’re awake. You had me worried for a while. I wasn’t sure if I was going to have to take you to the emergency room when you fainted. I thought you had been shot.” He briefly turned his intense gaze toward her before he turned back to the traffic.
Hearing his words and the implication, Ella bolted upright and adjusted her coat. She shivered with the cold and noticed that her jacket was unzipped, revealing her lacy camisole and her heaving bosoms beneath. Her cheeks flared with heat. Suspicious of his words, she flicked a furious glare at him.
“And how did you know that I wasn’t?”
“Before I became an FBI agent, I was a Navy SEAL. I’m used to checking bodies for injuries. Ella, trust me, I have seen a woman’s anatomy before.”
Her cheeks scorched with the knowledge that his large and capable hands had roamed across her flesh while she lay unconscious.
“Not this woman. Well, I hope you enjoyed your grope, because it’s the last one you’re going to get.” She pulled the thin velour jacket closer, as if to save her modesty, even though she knew that it was too late.
He smirked and turned the heater on full blast. “Ella, I’ve never needed to resort to seducing an unconscious woman. Ever. Women like what they see and as I happen to like women, a lot, I’m never without a supply of willing partners.”
God, he was unbearable. So arrogant. “Women like what they see.” Ha. Ella opened her mouth, ready to protest, but as she tried to be shocked, she wasn’t. Soaking in his features, she had to admit, he was a gorgeous hunk of controlled strength and masculinity with his square jaw, straight nose, and dark, intelligent eyes. She stared as his suntanned hand, which combed back his closely cropped but thick hair, and noticed the light stubble scattered across his chin and above his lips. It made him even more handsome and dangerous-looking. She believed him when he said women liked what they saw. She did. Ella also imagined that he knew exactly how to please them in every possible way, which made her mouth water. Swallowing away her growing desire, she reminded herself that she needed to figure out a way to get rid of him, and to escape.
Life was never fair.
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Monday 7 March 2016
Author Spotlight. New Release Twirly Girl Venom Series #2 by V.L. Locey
I'm so delighted to be joined by V.L. Locey with her new release Twirly Girl Venom Series #2
by V.L. Locey
M/F Erotic
Hockey Romance
Born
into a prestigious and powerful political family, Venom captain Alicia Avery
learned at a young age that appearances were everything. Alicia has now been
molded into the perfect young woman; her only transgressions against the
dictates of her parents to date are her dogged determination to play hockey and
a rather radical new haircut. That was before Alicia met Dale Christie, a
highly principled and deeply spiritual street performer who is raising his
daughter, Wren Song, alone.
Now
Alicia is finally opening her mind and heart to the knowledge that there is
more to life than monetary success and ambitious goals. As her soul awakens, so
does her desire for the man her parents - and society - would deem horrendously
wrong for her. Can the Venom captain learn to walk a new path of serenity
through life? Or will the pacifist and the hockey player be torn apart by a
world that judges a person by the size of their bank account versus the largesse of their soul?
"May you
walk a blessed path," he called to the crowd then lifted his guitar over
his head. "Mine will be a sunny one despite the clouds above, for this
winsome lass has gifted me with her presence for the day." Everyone looked
at me. I wanted to slide into the storm drain. Several people made vague
comments. I nodded at them as my cheeks burned. When the crowd had dispersed, I
folded my arms over my chest. Dale, the peaceful fool, merely smiled at my show
of anger. "Are you mad that I told those fine people that you were
spending the day with me?" "No,"
I said a bit too quickly. "I mean, of course not. It's just, well, okay
yes, maybe I was a little worried. If anyone recognized me, word would get back
to my father." God, I sounded like such a stupid little girl. "Not
that I care what he thinks about what I do."
"What are
we doing that would be so terrible for your father to hear?" he asked
before crouching down to gather his donations then lay his six-string in the
case. I stared at the top of his head while trying to come up with a reply. He
glanced up while snapping the case shut. "The hardest part of the journey
is that first step onto your own path."
"I'm on my own path," I informed
him. A newspaper truck stalled on the road. With a curse from the driver and a
loud backfire, the vehicle then moved along. My gaze raced over the hundreds of
cars creeping past. "I play hockey for a living, don`t I?"
"That you
do," he said as rose from his crouch.
"Then you
can`t tell me that my foot isn`t on my own path."
"So it is.
Shall we get walking? We need to make the train station in fifteen
minutes." "You don`t
believe me," I said as we headed off at a brisk pace.
"Is what I
believe or don`t believe that important?" he inquired. We hustled across
the street amid a crush of people. It was only after we had crossed that we
could talk to each other once again.
"No, it`s
not important what you or anyone thinks." There. Put that in your chakra
pipe and smoke it, Mr. Know-It-All. I peeked over at him. He wore a bemused
smile. It was quite a kissable smile on that sensual mouth.
"Why do
you think I'm lying? I don`t give two shits what people think. I might just
kiss you right here in front of the Philadelphia Inquisitor building to show
you how many shits I do not give." Dale stopped cold, glanced skyward at
the glittering mirrored building that held Philly`s largest daily paper, and
then looked at me.
"Alicia, you don`t have to prove anything
to me," he said then shook some brown curls from his face. "Kiss me
if you want to feel my mouth on yours. Don`t kiss me to make a point."
I stepped
closer. His dark eyes narrowed just a bit. My gaze darted down to his mouth
then back to his eyes. A wild November wind whistled around the newspaper
building. It ripped at his ugly scarf. I grabbed the fluttering scarf and
pulled him that single step closer so our mouths would meld.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
V.L. Locey loves
worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek
mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in
that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two
cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.
When not writing
spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling
hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found
online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.
Author Links:
Gone Writing Publishing Backlist Books and Upcoming
Releases
Pink
Pucks & Power Plays (Book One of the To
Love a Wildcat Series)
A
Most Unlikely Countess (Book Two of the To
Love a Wildcat Series)
O
Captain! My Captain! (Book Three of the To
Love a Wildcat Series)
Reality
Check (Book Four of the To Love a Wildcat
Series)
Language
of Love (Book Five of the To Love a Wildcat
Series)
Final
Shifts (Book Six of the To Love a Wildcat
Series)
Clean
Sweep (Book One of the Venom series)
Coming June 6,
2016…Wingers & Wands (a
standalone M/F erotic hockey romance novella)
Coming Aug. 3,
2016…Tape to Tape (Book Three of the
Venom Series)
Coming Nov. 16…Roster Addition (a To Love a Wildcat
hockey romance novella)
Torquere Press Backlist and Upcoming Releases
Two
Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse (Part of the He Loves Me For My Brainssss
anthology)
Two
Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 2: It Came From Birmingham
Two
Guys Walk Into an Apocalypse 3: He's a Lumberjack and He`s Undead
Love
of the Hunter
Goaltender`s
Penalty
All
I Want for Christmas - A Toms & Tabbies Tale
Early
to Rise - A Toms & Tabbies Tale
Every Sunday at One (Part of the 2013 Charity
Sip Anthology)
Night of the Jackal
An
Erie Halloween
An
Erie Operetta
Back
to the Garden (Also part of the Mythologically Torqued Anthology)
Coming April 13,
2016 . . . An Erie Garden Party
Ellora`s Cave Backlist and Upcoming Releases
Bound,
Boarded and Bagged
Two
Man Advantage
Game
Misconduct
Coming May 6,
2016 … Shutdown Pair
Coming July 2016
… Full Strength
Independent Releases
Coming October
5, 2016…On Broadway (part of the
Changing on the Fly M/M hockey romance charity novella)
Coming Dec. 20,
2016…Holly & Hockey Boots (a gay
erotic holiday hockey romance)
Sunday 28 February 2016
Author Spotlight New Release Vikki Vaught 'Miss Kathleen's Scandalous Baron'
I’m very excited about my new release, Miss
Kathleen’s Scandalous Baron, Book 2 in my Honorable Rogue series.
It is set in 1803 and is the story of Alex’s sister, Kathleen and Lord
Billingsley. It is a light-hearted read with another honorable rogue. Albeit,
Andrew, Baron Billingsley, is a bit scandalous. I hope you will enjoy the
romance between Kathleen and Andrew as much as I enjoyed writing their love
story. Happy reading!
Logline:
When an innocent young miss from Baltimore meets the scandalous baron, Lord Billingsley, will she manage to reform him, or will he lead her astray?
Tagline:
Must Kathleen choose between love or duty?
Book Blurb:
When the young American debutante, Miss Kathleen Hawks, arrives in town for the London season, the last thing she expects is an attraction to the scandalous Lord Billingsley. He’s the kind of aristocrat she detests, one who only cares for his pleasures.
Andrew Grainger is handsome, young and very wealthy. He loves carousing with his pack of friends from his school days. When he stumbles across the prim, yet charming Miss Hawks, he should avoid her at any cost. After all, she’s an innocent young miss, barely out of the schoolroom. But…there’s just something about her he finds irresistible.
When a chance encounter leads to scandal for the pair, they must choose to brave the Beau Monde, or give into its dictates. Is there any possibility that what appears to be a match made in Hades, could turn into a match made in heaven instead?
Excerpt:
Kathleen
Hawks fumed all the way to her brother’s study. Alex must have talked to their
mother. Again, she had allowed her emotions to overrule her actions. When she
arrived at the door, her heart fluttered, but knowing she had to get this over
with, she tapped on the door.
Her
brother’s voice bade her enter. She purposefully turned the knob and opened the
door as she inhaled and exhaled slowly to prepare herself for what she
suspected would be an unpleasant conversation. “Good morning, Alex. You wanted
to see me?”
Her
brother moved behind his desk. “Please, take a seat.” His set features shouted
his displeasure.
Once
she settled back in her chair, Alex sat in the chair behind his large desk.
“Kathleen, I spoke with Ma and she told me the two of you argued at breakfast.
She’s concerned over your defiant attitude, and she feels I may have made a
mistake regarding Mr. Jones.”
Oh, dear, when will I
learn to control my tongue? “I’m sorry I was
disrespectful, but she made several derogatory comments regarding my betrothed.
I let my temper get the best of me.”
Her brother’s stubborn expression did not bode
well, and she waited for the proverbial axe to fall. “I agree with Ma. I want
you to reconsider your betrothal to Mr. Jones. You’re only eighteen, and he’s
ten years older than you. I don’t believe you are well-suited. Your temperaments
are vastly different. His only concern seems to be his responsibilities at his
father’s bank. You were always so playful and vivacious. You’ve changed since
you began spending more time with him, and I do not like it.”
She
gripped the arms on the chair. The last thing she needed to do was agitate her
brother, but she couldn’t sit passively by while another member of her family
spoke ill of William. “You’re wrong, Alex. So what if we have a few differing
interests? We love each other and that
is what is important. You gave William your permission for the marriage before
we left last fall.”
Alex
stared her down. “I realize that. However, I should never have given it. As you
well know, I had quite a few grave issues to deal with at the time. I should have
taken more time to consider a decision that involves your future happiness. I’m
seriously contemplating sending him a letter telling him I am withdrawing my
consent.”
She
clasped her hands together to keep them from trembling. It was all she could do
to remain seated. “Please, you can’t do this to me. I love William, and he
loves me.” Then, throwing caution to the wind, she stood and shouted, “I. Know.
My. Own. Mind!”
“Kathleen.”
Alex’s flushed face resembled a storm cloud as he stood and placed his powerful
hands on his desk. “I will not
tolerate your disrespect, young lady. Ma is ashamed of your behavior, and so am
I. When you arrive in London for the season, you either promise to take full
advantage of this opportunity the Barringtons are offering you, or I will write the letter withdrawing my
consent today.”
Her
stomach clenched as she tried to rein in her anger. Alex was serious, and if
she was to have any hope of continuing with her plans to marry William, she had
to placate him. “Please, don’t write the letter. I’ll go to London, and I
promise I will participate fully in the parties. I’ll even keep an open mind.”
Alex
resumed his seat. “Good. That’s more like it. I do have your best interests at
heart, Darlin’. I want you to be sure Mr. Jones is the right man for you. He’s
the first man to show you any attention. Please take this time to be sure of
your love for him. That’s all I ask.”
Whenever
her very American brother grew angry, their mother’s strong Virginian
upbringing took over, and his southern drawl came through. Now that he had to
spend much of his time in England, he had worked hard to minimize it.
“I suppose it can’t hurt, but I will not change my mind. Now if you will
excuse me, I’ll return to my packing, so I will be ready when the duke and
duchess arrive tomorrow.” She stiffened her spine, turned, and left his study.
Author
Bio:
Vikki Vaught started her writing career when a story invaded her
mind and would not leave. Ever since then, the stories keep coming and writing
is now her passion. Over the last five years, she has written well over a half
dozen romances and is presently working on her next, while fighting off the
other future characters shouting my turn!
Vikki loves a
"Happily Ever After", and she writes them in her stories. While
romance is the central theme of all her books, she includes some significant
historical event or place in her Regency novels.
While all her books are love stories, she has also written
contemporary sweet romances as Vikki McCombie and erotic romances using the pen
name of V.L. Edwards.
For the last decade,
Vikki has lived in the beautiful foothills of the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee
with her beloved husband, Jim, who is the most tolerant man in the world to put
up with her when she is in a writing frenzy. When she is not writing or working
her day job, you’ll find her curled up in a comfortable chair reading her
Kindle, lost in a good book with a cup of tea at her side.
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Links:
Website: http://www.vikkivaught.com/home.html
Email: mailto:vvaught512@aol.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/vvaught512
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Amazon Author Page: http://smile.amazon.com/Vikki-Vaught/e/B008EE7TG2/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1433778387&sr=1-2-ent
Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5208041.Vikki_Vaught
Monday 22 February 2016
Author Spotlight 'Capturing the Last Welsh Witch' J.M. Davies
INTRODUCTION
Hello everyone, I would like to start by giving a big shout-out to Holly for letting me host this week’s addition on her blog. I am Jennifer Davies. I'm originally from Wales, but I’m now settled on the East Coast in New England. I have been married for nineteen years, and I’m a mother of four boys who make me laugh and cry. I have two cats, and a puppy called Ella.
Hello everyone, I would like to start by giving a big shout-out to Holly for letting me host this week’s addition on her blog. I am Jennifer Davies. I'm originally from Wales, but I’m now settled on the East Coast in New England. I have been married for nineteen years, and I’m a mother of four boys who make me laugh and cry. I have two cats, and a puppy called Ella.
I have
been very lucky that for the past seven years, I have been able to devote my
time to writing romance and I get a huge thrill out of pushing myself. I
completed my first YA romantic fantasy Children of Annwn: The Promise in 2013. In
2014, I signed with Secret Craving
Publishers to complete the trilogy (Children of Annwn: The Battle & Power
of the Gilgamesh) which I finished in September 2015 under the name Jennifer
Owen Davies. Unfortunately, my publisher closed and shortly after I started self-publishing.
The last
several years have been amazing and even in difficult times; my love of writing
has kept me going. When I knew the YA series was ending, I wanted desperately
to explore my desire to write an adult romance, and I knew I wanted to attempt
to write a paranormal story as I love reading them. CAPTURING THE LAST WELSH WITCH
is published under my pen name J.M.Davies, and I was inspired to write Ella’s
story based on the real-life story of the first Welsh witch to be hung in Wales
and the rest came from reading, research, and my imagination. I have received
some wonderful five star reviews and one glowing one from the Paranormal
romance guild!
I’m toying
with the idea of writing a sequel, but in the meantime my second adult romance
is due for release in June 2016 The Vineyards of Allegretti! I also have
another book hopefully to be out by the end of 2016. It is going to be very
busy this year…
A couple of quick facts about me, I love anything
coated in chocolate. I love talking about my journey in writing, and I believe
hard work is the answer to achieving your dreams.
CAPTURING THE LAST WELSH WITCH: I loved writing this book and creating the chemistry between Ella Masters and Marcus Drayton, both strong but damaged characters because of their past. If you enjoy strong alpha males and stubborn heroines, a plot with plenty of twists and turns, sizzling chemistry, and steamy scenes this is a must read for you.
PLACE THE PICTURE OF ELLA & MARCUS
Blurb for Capturing the Last Welsh Witch
Ella Masters’s soul is five hundred years old and in each life, she has been fatally betrayed by men. This is her fifth and final life, and legend says she must meet her true love or this time death is eternal. Wanted for the murder of her latest boyfriend and on the run from the FBI, as well as the ruthless group the Elusti, it doesn’t bode well for any would-be suitors.
Marcus Drayton has a sixth sense when it comes to knowing people, which has helped in his career as a special agent for the FBI, as well as his previous stint as a Navy SEAL. His latest assignment is to deliver Ella Masters, the Witch, which will give him the prized promotion in New York. After he meets the mysterious Ella, and realizes the Elusti are involved, the ghosts of his past force him to seek the truth, making every one he loves a target.
As she runs for her life and freedom, Ella needs to discover whether Marcus is the warrior she needs. And can she trust him with her heart and soul before it’s too late?
PICTURE OF THE BOOK COVER
Snippet from Capturing the Last Welsh Witch
A muscle in Nate’s cheek twitched and he shot a sharp stare at her before he repositioned his hands on the wheel, which he gripped until his knuckles blanched white. Despite his coolly delivered speech, she affected him and she smiled at this awareness as she stared out the dusty window. A lot had changed in twenty-four hours—that was true—but what was the same was the fact she was his prisoner, even though he had called her sexy. That needed to change and fast, but where on earth were they headed? As she puzzled over her next move, his deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
“That kiss was a mistake it won’t be repeated, but
I’m glad you’re awake. You had me worried for a while. I wasn’t sure if I was
going to have to take you to the emergency room when you fainted. I thought you
had been shot.” He briefly turned his intense gaze toward her before he turned
back to the traffic.
Hearing his words and the implication, Ella bolted
upright and adjusted her coat. She shivered with the cold and noticed that her
jacket was unzipped, revealing her lacy camisole and her heaving bosoms beneath.
Her cheeks flared with heat. Suspicious of his words, she flicked a furious
glare at him.
“And how did you know that I wasn’t?”
“Before I became an FBI agent, I was a Navy SEAL.
I’m used to checking bodies for injuries. Ella, trust me, I have seen a woman’s anatomy before.”
Her cheeks scorched with the knowledge that his
large and capable hands had roamed across her flesh while she lay unconscious.
“Not this
woman. Well, I hope you enjoyed your grope, because it’s the last one you’re
going to get.” She pulled the thin velour jacket closer, as if to save her
modesty, even though she knew that it was too late.
He smirked and turned the heater on full blast.
“Ella, I’ve never needed to resort to seducing an unconscious woman. Ever.
Women like what they see and as I happen to like women, a lot, I’m never
without a supply of willing partners.”
God,
he was unbearable. So arrogant. “Women like what they see.” Ha. Ella
opened her mouth, ready to protest, but as she tried to be shocked, she wasn’t.
Soaking in his features, she had to admit, he was a gorgeous hunk of controlled
strength and masculinity with his square jaw, straight nose, and dark,
intelligent eyes. She stared as his suntanned hand, which combed back his
closely cropped but thick hair, and noticed the light stubble scattered across
his chin and above his lips. It made him even more handsome and
dangerous-looking. She believed him when he said women liked what they saw. She
did. Ella also imagined that he knew exactly how to please them in every
possible way, which made her mouth water. Swallowing away her growing desire,
she reminded herself that she needed to figure out a way to get rid of him, and
to escape.
Life was never fair.
BOOK TRAILER FOR CAPTURING THE LAST WELSH WITCH
LINKS FOR THE BOOK
AMAZON UK
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Sunday 7 February 2016
Susanne Matthews The White Iris
The White Iris
The
White Iris is the third book
and final book in the Harvester Series. While all three books can be read and
enjoyed on their own, reading the three books in order will add to your reading
enjoyment.
Book One, The
White Carnation, begins the hunt for a serial killer
kidnapping pregnant women, murdering them, and then vanishing with the newborn
infants. But there is much more to the crime than the detectives on the case
can possibly imagine.
Book Two, The
White Lily, continues the
hunt, but the Harvester is angry, determined to reclaim what he sees as his,
not caring how many have to die for him to achieve his goal.
About The White Iris
Time’s running out
for Special Agent Trevor Clark and his FBI task force. They’re no closer to
uncovering the identity of the Prophet, a dangerous serial killer who has been
murdering new mothers and vanishing with their infants. If Trevor can’t unlock
the clues, the killer’s threats to unleash what the FBI suspects is biological
warfare could mean death for all of them. His only recourse is to swallow his
pride and reach out to his former fiancĂ©e, the CDC’s renowned virologist, Dr.
Julie Swift.
Two years ago,
Julie ended their engagement after Trevor abandoned her when she needed him
most. Now, faced with the possibility of the greatest epidemic since the
Spanish flu, she has to put her faith and her safety, as well as that of
countless others, into the hands of a man she doesn’t trust. Can they set aside
their differences to stop the Prophet, and in doing so, will they find the love
they lost?
From the streets of
Boston to the wilds of Alaska, this thrilling conclusion to the Harvester
Series takes several turns you won’t see coming!
Sensuality
Level: Sensual
Excerpt from The White Iris:
Ellie was right. If Julie had seen him two
years ago, after she’d sent back the ring, she could’ve been happy by now—might
even have fallen in love again and started a family. Dr. Dalton Rush, a
visiting oncogenomics expert from the White Iris Foundation, had asked her to
consider working with him on a joint virology-oncology project. The thought of
working on a cure for something instead of a preemptive measure appealed to
her, but it would mean leaving Atlanta for Nevada. Maybe it was time to bite
the bullet and accept his offer. If this Prophet nutcase did deliver a bomb,
the last thing she wanted to do was be with the CDC working with Trevor as Brad
had decreed.
“You’re right,” she said, keeping her voice
steady, accepting the inevitability of the situation. “A crazy man with
whatever the hell he has in mind is far more important than our past.”
“That’s not true,” he said. “I know you
don’t want to hear this, but I volunteered to come down here. I’ve missed you.”
“Then you have a funny way of showing it.”
She couldn’t hold back the fury in her voice. “Not one phone call in two years,
not even an acknowledgment that you received the ring or my request to talk…”
“I wanted to call, but I didn’t know what
to say, and I knew what you wanted to talk about. I didn’t think there was
anything left to say, but I’m sorry I hurt you…”
“That’s always been your problem.” The
words erupted from her mouth, her frustration and pain too great to stop them.
“For a smart man, you just don’t think. You didn’t know what to say? Ha! You
could’ve told me the real reason you wouldn’t come to Carson Creek, the reason
you lied to me time and time again. But it doesn’t matter anymore.” The
emotional storm blew itself out as quickly as it had arisen. “That’s water
under the bridge. As far as coming here, considering the level of secrecy
involved, who else could’ve done it? But I’ll bet you didn’t count on having to
see me.”
“Count on it? No, but I’d hoped. I’m really
sorry about the way things ended between us. If anything could’ve been
different—if I could’ve told you … You have a right to be angry…”
“And I suppose you still can’t.” She shook
her head when his face told her she was right. “Fine. I’m not angry, Trevor, not
anymore. I was furious, then hurt, and finally disappointed, but I’m over it.
We got lucky. We learned that we weren’t compatible before we made a mistake
that would’ve been costly.”
Liar,
her conscience screamed, but she wouldn’t listen.
Shutting down her emotions, just as he’d shut down his, she retreated into the
science that served her well, giving him a quick tour and outlining the safety
protocols for the most dangerous virus samples they had on hand. Mechanically,
she ran through the radiation handouts, discussed what could be done in the
event of exposure, and showed him the necessary gear while the words, he’s only here because of the case,
repeated themselves in her head.
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About the Author:
Amazon bestselling author Susanne Matthews was born and raised in
Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She is of French-Canadian descent. She’s always been an avid reader of all
types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. A retired
educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her
readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it
takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes,
her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and
agonies on the road to self-discovery and love.
Not content with one subgenre, Susanne writes romance that ranges from
contemporary to sci-fi and everything in between.
When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traveling to interesting
places she can use as settings in her future books. In summer she enjoys
camping with her grandchildren and attending various outdoor concerts and
fairs. In winter, she likes to cuddle by the fire and watch television.
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