Getting even. One step at a time…
Maddie Kingston just walked away from everything in order to take over her family’s struggling shoe business. And she’s in some serious trouble. The majority of the company’s shares have been bought out by none other than Maddie’s ex-boyfriend, self-made billionaire Nick Holter. Now Maddie needs his help…even if it means buying Nick from a charity bachelor auction. After the Kingstons destroyed his grandfather’s career, Nick vowed to take over their company. He’s inches from victory when he finds himself bought and paid for…by his sexy ex-girlfriend who’s hell-bent on saving her family’s company. Between their families’ feud and their own unfinished business, tempers – and emotions – run hot. Too hot. Because kissing with the enemy is a guaranteed shoe-in for trouble…
“So what on earth happened?” Doris literally sat on the edge of her canvas outdoor chair.
Maddie cleared her throat. She sucked in a big, deep breath. But no words formed.
Nick cleared his throat. “Yes, well, our families saw our happiness and decided to end their feud.”
Nick stood and placed his arms on his hips, assuming the tone and inflection of an actor. He was good. Really good. “I took Maddie back home and I said, ‘Gramps, Maddie’s the love of my life. Now, I know you haven’t been talking to your old friend, and our families completely ignore one another when they pass on the street, but time’s up and that baloney’s got to end.’ Then I took her in my arms like this—” Nick pulled Maddie up, grabbed her around the waist and dipped her low—“and I said, ‘Sweetheart, it’s up to you and me to bring our families back together. Full circle. ’Cause that’s what love does.’”
He eased her up slowly, the taut cords of his arm muscles pulling, pulling. His warm brown eyes stared into hers, and she went limp under his touch. He smelled of campfire and fresh air. His lips hovered so close she could feel his breath on her cheek. Just when she thought he would kiss her, she landed upright, and he sat back down in his chair, snagging another s’more from the platter.
Dear God. Maddie stood with knees wobbling, breaths shaky and shallow. As she hitched down the sweatshirt and righted herself, Maddie wondered what kind of power Nicholas Holter possessed that his one touch could send her swirling into a melted puddle? She was so doomed. Worse, she was incapable of hating him, even though he was a vulture capitalist scoundrel who would take her whole family down if she couldn’t buck up and face him.
Doris clutched her heart. “True love prevails! Oh, I knew it. You two were meant to be. Destiny.”
Her marshmallows burst into brilliant orange flame, and Doris blew and sputtered and waved them in the air.
The strange spell that had been cast burst as well. In their real story, there was no hope, no destiny. No expectations that love could conquer all the bad stuff in life. There was just Nick’s bitter desire for revenge against the company that he felt sold his grandfather down the river.
Maddie pulled a smoking marshmallow off Doris’s stick and popped it into her mouth. It was charred and burned and crispy on the outside. Just like her heart.
Real life didn’t turn out like a fairy tale, no matter how badly she wanted it to. It wouldn’t bring her true love, or get her father’s health back, or stop this sexy, irresistible man from ruining her family. And the reality of knowing that really sucked.
Miranda Liasson loves to write stories about courageous but flawed characters who find love despite themselves, because there’s nothing like a great love story. And if there are a few laughs along the way, even better! She won the 2013 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart Award for Series Romance for the book which became This Thing Called Love, out this spring from Montlake Publishing, and also writes contemporary romance for Entangled Publishing. She lives in the Midwest with her husband, three kids, and office mates Maggie, a yellow lab, and Posey, a rescue cat with attitude.
Lea Lamb and Austin Wolf were young when they fell in love. They never imagined the future could hold anything other than together-forever. When Lea’s father dies in a tragic fishing accident, she’s crushed under the weight of her grief and catches a glimpse of another type of future, one she knows she’s not strong enough to face. Austin is angry. For the past fifteen years, he’s believed the woman he loved with every ounce of his soul left him without so much as a backwards glance. When Lea unexpectedly returns to their hometown, all the years of heartache inside Austin bubbles to the surface and presents itself as blinding rage. Faced with the truth about the past, a newly discovered secret, these former lovers will learn that if they want to have any chance at the future they’d given up on all those years ago, they will have to rescue one another from drowning in pain so debilitating it will leave them both fighting to breathe.
“CAN WE STOP by the liquor store on the way to dinner?” Mom asks from the passenger seat of my car.
“Should you be drinking?” I frown then turn onto the main road—well, really the only road in town.
“What’s it going to do, kill me?” she jokes, making me inhale a sharp breath. “Honey,” she says quietly, and I look at her briefly, wondering how the hell she can be so casual about this. “I’m dying. When it will happen, only the good Lord knows, but it is happening, and there is nothing you or I can do about it. I have made my peace with it, and I want you to do the same.” She reaches over to pat my thigh.
“Make peace with it?” I repeat, shaking my head in disbelief.
“Yes, make peace with it. If you think about it, I’m lucky. I know I’m going to die. I know that sooner rather than later God is going to come take me home, and when he does, I will be ready. I will have had a chance to say goodbye to the people I care about and right any wrongs I’ve caused. I’m lucky, honey.”
“What about me?” I wring my hands on the steering wheel, feeling my chest get tight as I fight back tears.
“I love you, honey. I loved you before you were even a sparkle in my eye, and I will always be with you. I know this isn’t easy for you. I know there are going to be a lot of tears shed, but we’re lucky, honey.”
I press my lips together to keep from saying something I might regret. I’m not lucky; in fact, I’m unlucky to the tenth power. How many people have I lost, how many people do I have to loose before it’s enough.
“Oh look! Sheryl!” She yells, pulling me from my thoughts as she reaches over, pressing the horn on my steering wheel while her other hand shoots across me so she can wave out my window. Looking to where she’s waving my heart begins to beat wildly
against my ribcage when I see not Sheryl, but Austin walking into one of the many bars that litter Main Street, only it’s not just Austin—it’s him and a woman with her arm wrapped around the back of his waist as he holds the door open for her.
Even from the distance separating us, my lungs compress at the beauty that is him. The years have been good to him. His hair is still shaggy, only now a little lighter; his face is tan and covered in a beard that makes his crystal blue eyes stand out even more. My eyes travel from his face to his torso, which is covered in a dark green thermal that shows off the muscles of his arms, chest, and tapered waist, then down to his denim-covered thighs. When my gaze sweeps back up, his eyes are on me, and I see them crinkle in confusion then realization that soon turns into anger.
“You missed the liquor store,” my mom complains as I speed up.
Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who’s husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She’s married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it’s beauty.
Your greatest enemy isn’t what you fight, but what you fear.
Elizabeth Grey is one of the king’s best witch hunters, devoted to rooting out witchcraft and doling out justice. But when she’s accused of being a witch herself, Elizabeth is arrested and sentenced to burn at the stake. Salvation comes from a man she thought was her enemy. Nicholas Perevil, the most powerful and dangerous wizard in the kingdom, offers her a deal: he will save her from execution if she can break the deadly curse that’s been laid upon him. But Nicholas and his followers know nothing of Elizabeth’s witch hunting past–if they find out, the stake will be the least of her worries. And as she’s thrust into the magical world of witches, ghosts, pirates, and one all-too-handsome healer, Elizabeth is forced to redefine her ideas of right and wrong, of friends and enemies, and of love and hate.
Elizabeth Grey has spent the bulk of her short life rooting out witches and witchcraft and watching as they are killed for their crimes. Elizabeth and her fellow witch hunters have been trained by Lord Blackwell to hate everything that is magic, to bring a stop to all that is magic so peace can once again reign in Anglia. Since she was orphaned during the magic-induced plague, Elizabeth has never known another family other than Lord Blackwell and her fellow witch hunters. With her from the beginning has been fellow hunter, Caleb Pace, the boy who found her after the plague took her parents and brought her with him to be trained as a hunter. Elizabeth thought nothing would ever tear her and Caleb apart and then she was arrested as a suspected witch.
For a week Elizabeth rots away in jail waiting for Caleb to come for her as he promised he would. When the time comes for her to be released (read executed), it isn’t Caleb who is her savior but the most wanted practitioner of witchcraft in the country, Nicholas Perevil. In an impressive display of magic, Nicholas not only steals Elizabeth from the jaws of death but he takes her into his home where she is cared for and returned to health. When Elizabeth wakes, she feels instantly as if she has gone from the frying pan into the fire and there is a really cute boy in the fire with her. John Raleigh is a healer who proves to Elizabeth through both his actions and words that not all magic is bad and not ever witch or wizard is out to accomplish evil deeds. In fact, the longer Elizabeth is with Nicholas and his band or outlaws the more she is confused by her life and her training. If magic isn’t all about evil then why has the crown been rooting it out for so long? Why have so many died?
Within days of being with Nicholas Elizabeth discovers she is now the most wanted person in Anglia, Nicholas is dying, she is part of large prophecy meant to restore Nicholas’s health, and Lord Blackwell may not be everything he has shown the world. With few choices and mounting doubts about the nature of witch hunting, Elizabeth agrees to help Nicholas and his group. Though Nicholas warned Elizabeth not to reveal her with hunter status to the group circumstances just keeping cropping up that reveal Elizabeth’s nature to the group which creates a tension not needed in a situation already fraught with tension and danger. The group is forced to travel and risk getting caught but saving Nicholas’s life is worth it. He has been cursed and destroying the curse tablet is the only way to save him. With her witch hunting skills being called upon at every turn, Elizabeth is stunned to find out not only who cursed Nicholas but why it was done in the first place.
The longer the group is together the more opportunity Elizabeth has to sort out her feelings and for the group to figure out they really can trust her. Everything and everyone Elizabeth has ever known has been called into question and as she sorts through the pieces of the puzzle she begins to understand the significant shift in her loyalties and what she must to do in order to protect those she has come to care for. Elizabeth must walk right into the enemy’s camp in order to save Nicholas and when the chips are down, she is ready, willing, and able to fight to death.
The Bottom Line: The Witch Hunter is a very slow start but if you are willing to hang on to about the halfway mark, your patience will be rewarded. Elizabeth is a strangely likeable character who has lived a lot of life in a very short amount of time. In many instances, I forgot Elizabeth’s age given the circumstances she finds herself in and how she handles herself throughout. In the face of incredible odds, Elizabeth calls on her training to keep herself calm and save those around her. She is brave and daring and so courageous when she is forced to face her worst fears. In addition to Elizabeth, The Witch Hunter offers a strange mix of characters including Nicholas Perevil (a super-powerful yet kind wizard), the healer, John Raleigh (love him), the angry yet talented witch, Fiffer Birch (she takes some getting used to) and, the muscle and jokester, George (he is hard to dislike). The group dynamic changes considerably over the course of the read as it should and will continue to do so as the series continues. The plot is interesting but as I mentioned previously, it is a very slow start. The read picks up the pace significantly at about the halfway mark with a lot of action and drama packed into the last half of the read. There were some instances/scenes throughout the read I found to be extraneous and could have easily been eliminated from the read in order to increase the pacing of the book. There isn’t necessarily a cliffhanger with this read but it is very clear in the final pages that the author is far from finished with this cast of characters!
A nightmare coming to an end…
Peyton Harrison came to Claywater to bring her kidnapped son home. The last thing she expects is to run into Gabe Harrison, the man who abandoned her before her son was born. Her body might want to take up where they left off, but her heart remembers Gabe’s betrayal all too well—and everything she’d risk for momentary pleasure.
A past catching up to them…
Gabe always knew he’d share the love of his life with his twin brother, Sam, except he’d found that love far too young. He did the honorable thing and walked away, but now an adult Peyton is in his hometown and keeping secrets behind her world-weary eyes.
Sam is knee-deep in a drug investigation threatening the town he loves. Peyton’s arrival is a distraction he doesn’t need; still, he can’t deny her pull. He and Gabe have always stood together, but now the one woman they both want may be the one thing that divides them.
A future threatened…
When violence shatters their world, the past and present intertwine in ways none of them expected. Anticipating their enemy’s next move is the only way to keep their son safe, but what about their hearts?
Writing has been my passion since childhood, but like many writers, life got in the way. After earning a BA in English Literature, I married and started a family. But the worlds and characters that swirled through my mind just wouldn’t go away, and at a particularly difficult time in my life, I picked up pen and paper (or laptop) and tried to release some of that difficulty onto the page. I’ve been writing ever since. Now I’m a member of Romance Writers of America, run an accountability blog to help writers reach their goals, and am pursuing publication with the same passion I feel for writing. Nothing pleases me more than sharing the stories of my heart with you, the reader, and I hope, in some small way, these stories will touch your heart too.
HOLDING YOU: Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong. Free-spirited Addy Brecken is Milwaukee’s most talented vegan chef and co-owner of Sage Leaf Café. She has a genius IQ, a padded savings account, an amazing view of Lake Michigan, and a heart that won’t stop beating. Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong. An early April morning finds her drowning in the seductive fragrance of lilacs and the warmth of the morning sun when she’s nearly hit by a car in front of her café. The peaceful existence she’s desperately tried to maintain after the horrific loss of her family is suddenly shaken by the Range Rover driving, arrogant, sex-on-legs Quinn Cohen. Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong. A successful, Latino businessman from New York, Quinn has a taste for the finer things in life. A typical playboy, he has the money, the houses, the cars, and the women. Quinn is everything Addy avoids. Where she lives simply and prefers to help the less fortunate, he has no problem spending an obscene amount of money on a briefcase. Their opposite personalities lend to several heated encounters, and Addy finds herself propositioning Quinn for the one thing she never imagined needing … sex. Offering only her body, Addy tries to keep Quinn at a safe distance from her heart and a world away from her past. Their passion-filled connection makes Addy feel something unfamiliar, alive. But with passion comes more feelings: anger, jealousy, love. When Addy surrenders to the unimaginable and lets go of her past, she’s faced with the impossible … holding on to her future. Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong.
RELEASING ME: A tragic accident. A hidden past. An unbreakable love. Never goodbye … I thought Addy stole my soul. Her beauty blinded me. Her heart called to me. Her touch healed me. She gave everything and asked for nothing. Then I broke her. The depths of her pain were veiled by the reflection of my own. I didn’t deserve her, but I wanted her––I needed her. In my darkest hell, I heard her voice. That’s when I knew … Addy was my soul. Deep breath … I am peaceful, I am strong. Quinn was worth the risk. He took away the numbness and gave me unfathomable pleasure. Every emotion felt magnified, every moment felt like the last. My heart found purpose. My body came to life. My soul returned. His weakness gave me strength, and his past held my future. He saved me by … releasing me.
“Fine! I’ll call him. But he may have already left for New York.” I requested my phone call, but part of me was hoping he didn’t answer. There was a good chance he wouldn’t recognize the number and therefore choose not to answer.
“Quinten Cohen,” he formally answered.
“Hey,” was all I got out.
“Addy? Where are you calling from?” His voice was neutral.
Thankfully he didn’t sound angry, but I couldn’t detect any pleasure in his voice either.
“Um, well, actually… funny thing happened this afternoon. Mac and I sort of got… arrested.”
There was silence on the other end.
“Hello?” I thought maybe we’d been disconnected.
“I’m still here. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Where are—” I started to ask him where he was. I didn’t want him flying back to Chicago if he was already back in New York, but he ended our call before I had a chance to finish. Then I was escorted back to my cell.
“So, what’d he say?”
“He’s on his way.”
“When will he be here?”
I shrugged. “Twenty minutes, an hour, two days… He didn’t say before he hung up on me.”
“An hour later we were released and told all charges had been dropped. Quinn was waiting for us in front of the police station. I gave him a sheepish smile. “Hi.”
“Hi.” He shook his head in disbelief.
Mac reached Evan and was talking on her cell phone.
“So how was your afternoon?” I went with small talk because I honestly didn’t know what to say.
He squinted his eyes at me. “Busy, yours?”
“Oh, same old, same old. Fed some homeless people, had lunch with my friend, attended a peaceful demonstration, got thrown in jail, nothing too exciting.”
He nodded in thought. “So this is pretty much a normal day for you?”
I hitched my purse back over my shoulder then shoved my hands down into my front pockets while I looked down at my feet. “We don’t always go out to lunch, but other than that, it’s pretty typical.”
Quinn: I kept my back to her as I buttoned my shirt. The sound of her broken voice saying my name fucking killed me. I needed a drink, and I needed to get the hell out of there. She wormed her way under my skin, but I didn’t want her there. My mind was such a fucked up mess, I felt bewitched by everything about her: those ocean blue eyes, her cherry lips, the way her long golden hair flowed down her back and over her fucking perfect breasts. Her smell, her touch, her voice … it was too much. I had only one choice––to let her go. I had to get out from under her spell. She made me feel things I didn’t want to feel. The truth was I didn’t want to feel anything.
“Just … stop, Addy!” I yelled in frustration as I shoved my feet into my shoes. Every nerve in my body was on edge. I’ve got to get the hell out of here.
“Quinn, look at me—”
“Goddammit! Just … shut up. You won, okay? You brought me to my fucking knees, stripped me of my resolve, and left me with nothing. We’re done.”
All I needed was a drink. I slammed the door and dialed up Chase.
“You apologize?” his smug voice answered.
“Just get your ass over here,” I demanded.
“Did you apologize?” His stubbornness grated at my very last nerve.
“Fucking hell, Chase! Yes, she’s completely satisfied. Now get your ass in the car and come get me!”
Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor. With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business. After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing. When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.
In MATTER OF TIME, Lizbeth has spent the past fifteen years desperately searching for someone to fill the void left by Logan Steele’s disappearance from her life. However, rather than finding love and happiness, all she’s found is disappointment, heartache, and an ever-present longing for the man she can never have. Fifteen years ago, Logan Steele left the woman he loved to marry his high school sweetheart and be a father to the child he didn’t know he had. He’s always tried to do the honorable thing, to be a good husband and a great father, but despite his sacrifices and best efforts, the shaky foundation of his marriage crumbles and falls apart. When his identical twin surprises him with a reintroduction to Lizbeth, Logan feels like he’s been given a second chance—at life and love. But a lot can change in fifteen years, and after hurting her so badly the first time, building trust isn’t just hard, it’s nearly impossible—especially when duty and obligation pulls him away again.
For one blissful year fifteen years ago, everything in Lizbeth’s life was perfect. She and her boyfriend, Logan Steele had their lives mapped out and as soon as each graduated from college, they would wed and spend the rest of their lives making the other delightfully happy. For one perfect year . . . .
Fifteen years ago, Logan Steele walked away from the only woman he has ever truly loved. His strong sense of duty and responsibility would not allow him to leave his ex-girlfriend alone to raise their daughter. For fifteen years, Logan Steele has loved his children fiercely and without a moment’s regret, he has built a successful career but, outside of his children and his business, he has not been truly happy. For fifteen years, Logan Steele has tried to forget Lizbeth and make his marriage work but there is only so much a man can take.
After a surprise meeting with Logan’s equally handsome twin, Lucas Steele, Lizbeth finds herself caught up in a plot that is meant to reunite her and Logan after fifteen years apart. In the interceding years, Lizbeth has built a successful business and has slept with many, many men but she has never been truly happy. Though there was nothing to forgive Logan for when he left, Lizbeth has never been able to shake her love for him. No man and no amount of success will ever stand a chance when up against the memory of the perfect man. Lucas and Lizbeth have slowly rekindled their friendship so when Lucas invites Lizbeth to his club on Friday night, she has no real reason to say no. Lucas is a crafty bastard and within an hour of getting to the club, Lizbeth is face to face with the only man she has ever truly loved.
Though he intended to take things very, very slowly in order to give Lizbeth time to adjust and process, Logan finds himself buried balls deep in Lizbeth within an hour of their reintroduction. Once the formalities J are out of the way, Logan lays all his cards on the table: he is a dad to three amazing kids, he has a signature away from being totally free of his marriage and, no matter how hard it is to work out, he will do anything and everything in his power to be with Lizbeth. For the first time in fifteen long years, Lizbeth is happy and being with Logan again is all that matters. In between bouts of extremely satisfying sexcapades, Lizbeth and Logan begin to work out the details of their situation. All seems to be on track until the moment Logan’s brother interrupts to let him know the home his ex-wife and children live in is burning to the ground.
Desperate to see his children, Logan packs his bags and heads for home all the while assuring Lizbeth this is not something that will derail their budding relationship. Though she wants to believe Logan, Lizbeth has been here before and old fears quickly rise to the surface. With Lucas to reassure her that Logan will absolutely honor his commitment to her, Lizbeth does her best to wait patiently for Logan’s call. Logan’s time with his kids is precious and getting them settled and situated following the loss of their home is critical and something he will not compromise on. Once he is certain his kids are well, Logan turns his attention to his ex-wife and her strange behavior. Though he doesn’t want to cause her any more pain, Logan is forced to bluntly and clearly explain to his ex that there is not a snowball’s chance in hell of them every getting back together. His admissions are understandably painful but necessary and will allow Logan to make as clean a break from his ex as if humanly possible.
In the wake of the fire, Logan remains true to his word and true to Lizbeth. He is clearly honest about everything that is happening and Lizbeth assures him she is there for him and will continue to be so no matter what. Little do either of them know how dramatically their lives are going to change when the truth about many, many situations begin to surface.
The Bottom Line: Like the other books in the Heat Wave series, I truly enjoyed this read. Lynne’s tendency to introduce a character in the worst light possible and then redeem them completely continues in Matter of Time. Lizbeth’s initial appearance in Kevin’s book was not at all a good in Crossing Lines. Lizbeth’s previously horrible behavior is thoroughly explained in Matter of Time and it doesn’t take long to really like Lizbeth. She is compassionate, passionate, caring and, kind and not at all cruel and scheming as she initially appeared. Logan Steele is perhaps the most honorable and responsible man on earth. For fifteen years he denied himself and his feelings at nearly every turn. His love for and loyalty to his children kept him in a loveless marriage for far, far too long. With the help of his twin brother, Lucas, Logan is finally able to find the happiness he has long been denied. While Matter of Time is absolutely Lizbeth and Logan’s story, it is also quite clearly the launching pad for a new series based on Lucas Steele and his . . . . wait for it . . . sex club!! With any luck, Lynne’s new series will be as interesting, as entertaining and as sexy as the Heat Wave Series has been.
Alannah believes there’s nothing more magical than finding the other half of your soul, experiencing fiery passion, and knowing you’ve found happily-ever-after. She loves going to work each day (in sweats and a T-shirt) and writing about hot heroes and feisty heroines who torment each other in the most delicious ways before finding their happy ending. She lives in the coastal region of North Carolina with her husband, who also happens to be her best friend and biggest fan. They have two sons, a dog, and two cats.
He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska. A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive. When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours. My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense. I wanted him, but Chance wouldn’t make a move. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back. I wasn’t supposed to fall for the cocky bastard, especially when I knew we’d be going our separate ways. All good things must come to an end, right? Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.
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