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Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Outfox by Sandra Brown

 When I found a new book by Sandra Brown, I had to get it!  And the read delivered just what I needed.

Drex Easton, an FBI agent not in good standing with his boss, takes a pretend break from his office and sets out on his own.  His mission is to surveil and arrest the man he is sure marries rich woman that eventually disappear.  That includes his mom from many years ago.

Talia Shafer is married to the man, Jasper, that Drex is after.  Talia is rich and beautiful and just what Jasper looks for no matter what alias he's using.  

Which brings Drex to one of the most complicated parts of his mission.  Is Talia Jasper's next victim, or is she in cahoots with him? 

Drex rents an apartment across the street from the two and disguises himself as a writer.  Getting to know the "neighbors", Drex is repulsed by Jasper.  Talia is another story. She's standoffish, yet alluring.  Hard for Drex to figure her out between kisses and rebuttals, but when more women die it becomes time to end the mystery.

Never assume the next page of the story because it will be different!

Happy reading,


Monday, September 28, 2020

Daring and the Duke

I'm currently reading Daring and the Duke by Sarah Maclean. It's the 3rd book in The Barenuckle Bastards series. Overall, I recommend the series if you like regency romance. The 3rd book is a bit heavy with emotional stakes, which I tend not to like. But it rounds out the series and makes sense why this one was heavier. 

New York Times 
bestselling author Sarah MacLean returns with the much-anticipated final book in her Bareknuckle Bastards series, featuring a scoundrel duke and the powerful woman who brings him to his knees.

Grace Condry has spent a lifetime running from her past. Betrayed as a child by her only love and raised on the streets, she now hides in plain sight as queen of London's darkest corners. Grace has a sharp mind and a powerful right hook and has never met an enemy she could not best...until the man she once loved returns.

Single-minded and ruthless, Ewan, Duke of Marwick, has spent a decade searching for the woman he never stopped loving. A long-ago gamble may have lost her forever, but Ewan will go to any lengths to win Grace back...and make her his duchess.

Reconciliation is the last thing Grace desires. Unable to forgive the past, she vows to take her revenge. But revenge requires keeping Ewan close, and soon her enemy seems to be something else altogether--something she can't resist, even as he threatens the world she's built, the life she's claimed...and the heart she swore he'd never steal again.

You can find your copy at all major retailers.

Sunday, September 27, 2020

New Release ~ THE GUARDIAN by Donna Grant


The Guardian

(Sons of Texas, Book 5)


Donna Grant


They live to protect. They live to fight for honor and justice. They live to love the women who have captured their souls. These are the Sons of Texas, from New York Times bestselling author Donna Grant.

Knowledge is power.

Blurb ~

As a double agent, Maks Petrov has been so many people, he doesn’t know who he is anymore. While he prefers to work alone, taking down an organization like the Saints requires some help—even if he loathes asking for it. Just one day in the company of a sexy, fearless, and brilliant information broker makes him realize what he’s been missing in life…and fantasizing about what he could have.

Eden Fontaine thought she knew the evils of the world until she was confronted with knowledge of the Saints and what they’ve done—and still could do. Lucky for her, she has Maks by her side, a trained operative who not only makes her feel safe and cared for but also makes her blood run hot. Eden’s never thought much about settling down, but Maks makes her crave a world without the Saints and the handsome guardian by her side for all eternity.

With the Saints upping their game, Maks and Eden have one shot at assembling the intelligence necessary to take down the evil organization for good. If they can, they may have a chance at the happily ever after they both deserve.

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It wasn’t even dawn when Eden exited her flat. Maks kept to the shadows across the street as he noted her tight expression and the way she looked around nervously. She had replaced her tote with a backpack and a crossbody purse. Her steps were quick as she began walking.

Maks had wondered all night if she had found his message. It had been hours after he left her flat before a light had come on. And it and more had remained on until just a few minutes before she left. From his spot across the street, he saw that no one had come into the building aside from the delivery woman earlier. He waited, his gaze searching the shadows. If anyone was watching her, now would be the time they made their move to trail her.

Sure enough, two men fell into step behind her at different places. Maks looked in the opposite direction, but there was no sign of anyone else. He discreetly peeled himself from the shadows and started walking in the same direction as Eden and the two men.

When he realized her direction, Maks became curious as to where she was going via train. She didn’t stop to purchase a ticket once inside the terminal. Instead, she went straight to the platform for the trains heading to Budapest.

Both men following her hurried to buy tickets. Maks didn’t have that kind of time. He got next to someone going toward the platform with their voucher out to scan and bumped into them, taking their ticket at the same time. He dropped some money into the man’s coat pocket to make up for the theft. With his cap pulled down low, Maks used his travel document and got through before the other two men had even received their tickets.

Maks moved in behind Eden. He kept one eye on her and the other on anyone who looked suspicious. Just as the 5:47 a.m. train arrived, the men rushed onto the platform. They hadn’t seen him yet, which meant that they weren’t looking for him. Their mission was Eden. Maks wasn’t sure if that indicated they were supposed to just follow her or kill her. Regardless, he was going to put an end to all of it soon.

The moment the doors of the train opened, Eden got on and headed toward the front of the third car. Maks stayed behind, letting others go before him. The two goons got on in separate cars. Maks left the one in Eden’s car and went after the other. With long strides, he caught up with the man quickly enough.

Maks bumped into him roughly. “Entschuldigung sie. Excuse me,” he said.

The man barely looked his way, his attention on trying to keep his focus on Eden. Maks used that to his advantage and elbowed him in the back of the head, slamming the man’s face into a metal pole and knocking him out instantly.

Maks grabbed him before he could fall and said loud enough for others to hear, “You shouldn’t have had that last drink.”

The onlookers shook their heads and went back to doing what they had been doing before. Maks lugged the man to one of the seats in the back of the car and used the guy’s scarf to bind his hands to the rail just as the train left the station. He took a few minutes to check the man’s pockets and grabbed his wallet and mobile phone.

Maks then straightened, putting the items into his coat pocket before walking through the car and into the next one where Eden and the other goon were sitting. Eden was facing the front of the train, situated near the window. Her head was turned to look outside, her leg bouncing nervously up and down. The man sat diagonally to her across the aisle, his gaze locked on her. Eden was oblivious to it, as most would be. Only the trained knew what to look for in such situations.

Once more, the goon didn’t look his way. It was as if his only target was Eden, and he believed nothing could stand in his way of completing a successful mission. Too bad for him and his buddy that Maks was involved.

Maks sat across from the man and waited for him to look his way. It didn’t take long. It was just a glance, but the goon did a double-take and realized that Maks wasn’t just any passenger. Maks smiled and raised his brows, inviting the man to make a move.

The goon didn’t disappoint. He lunged, going straight for Maks’ throat. Maks kicked the man’s legs out from under him and used the downward momentum of the goon’s body to punch him in the throat. The man went limp, gagging as he struggled for breath. Maks then knocked him out with a quick punch to the goon’s jaw.

Across the aisle, Eden stared at him with wide eyes and a shocked expression. He ignored her for the moment and propped the man back up in his seat. Maks looked around, but no one seemed to be paying attention since everyone was on some kind of electronic gadget.

Maks then moved into the spot next to Eden. She squished herself as small as she could against the window. He didn’t look her way. “If I wanted you dead, I would’ve done it last night in your flat while you slept.”

There was a beat of silence as anger mixed with fear in her expression. “That was you?”

“You obviously did a search like I wanted. Otherwise, two men wouldn’t have been following you.”

“Two? What?”

He turned his face to her then, noting her confused and wary expression. “They’ve been on your tail since you walked from your flat, where I was also watching. The other one is in the car behind us.”

“Are…are they dead?” she asked in a whisper.


She swallowed, the sound loud even on the high-speed train. “Is Maks your real name?”


“You sound American.”

He looked forward then and released a breath. “Because I am.”

“How did you find me? Why did you come into my apartment? What are the Saints? Why are you still following me?”

With every question, her body uncurled, muscles going tight with annoyance and indignation. He looked at her once more. “I followed you from the office yesterday. I wanted to find out who you were. The Saints are a secret organization that has infiltrated every government, military, and security agency in the world. And I knew if you looked into them, they’d send someone. And…I need your help.”

She turned her head away to look out the window. She was silent for several minutes. Maks had taken a risk by asking for her help. He wasn’t sure why he’d done it. Maybe it was because of how he’d seen her yesterday—carefree and happy. If she was involved with the Saints, they wouldn’t have sent men after her.

At least, that was his thought.

“It’s not nice to break into someone’s house,” Eden stated before she looked at him.

He met her hazel eyes. “Extreme times call for extreme measures. I had to know what kind of person you were.”

“So, the words you left on my computer were a test?” she asked, her eyes narrowing in anger.

Max shrugged. “Call it whatever you want.”

“You wanted me to prove that you can trust me?” She rolled her eyes, snorting. “You’re the one who should be gaining my trust. Not the other way around.”

Without a doubt, she intrigued him. Eden wasn’t used to his way of life. Her reactions since the night before proved that. And yet she had spunk despite her fear. She might have a bright outlook on life, but she wasn’t one to be taken advantage of either.

“All right,” he said. “You have a point. However, you’re the one who has been doing research on me.”

She settled more comfortably in the chair. “That’s actually not true. My coworkers are, as well. Though it’s difficult to do when you don’t exist.”

“How good are you at your job?”

“Good enough that SynTech offered me a package to work for them—including moving me to Vienna—that nearly doubled what I was making on my own. And I was making a very good living working for myself.”

Maks bit back a smile. Yeah, she had pluck in spades. Which was a good thing because she was going to need it.

“The entire floor of IBs were looking for anything and everything on you,” she continued. “What did you do to get someone so riled up?”

Maks decided not to answer that for the moment. He might want her help, but that didn’t mean he trusted her. Not with the information that he was a spy. “You found something. In Amsterdam.”

She froze, once more taken off guard. Her visible reactions helped for him to put more trust in her, because reactions like that couldn’t be faked. Not to someone like him, who had been trained to look for anything that wasn’t genuine.

“How could you possibly know about that?” she demanded.

He lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “I saw you at your desk through my scope. You were watching footage of me in the train station.”

“Damn,” she mumbled and looked forward. “I never expected that.”

Maks took pity on her when he saw the amount of stress she was under. “I shouldn’t have gotten you to look into the Saints.”

Her head snapped to him. “Why did you pick me?”

A lie filled his head, but he didn’t say the words. “I saw you yesterday. People aren’t usually that cheerful going into work, but you were. I then did some recon on the building and spotted you again.”

“I saw you yesterday at lunch. Twice,” she said with a firm nod.

Maks didn’t confirm or deny that.

“I thought I was losing my mind,” she said more to herself than to him.

He tilted his head to the side. “Why didn’t you report me to your boss? I’m sure you handed over the train station footage.”

She cut her eyes to him and twisted her lips. “Actually, I didn’t. Another coworker of mine, Kyle, was the one who used his special algorithm to locate where you’d been. I kinda stole that information from him and used it myself.”

He couldn’t help but smile at her kinda stole comment. “That still doesn’t explain why you didn’t turn over the information.”

“I don’t know,” she said with a half-hearted shrug. “From the moment they gave us the picture of you, there was something about you that pulled at me. At first, I thought it was because finding information on you was a challenge, but,”—she paused, a frown creasing her brow—“it’s more than that. Yet I can’t explain it.”

Maks knew precisely what she was talking about because he’d felt the same thing about her from the moment he first laid eyes on her. “I’m glad you didn’t tell anyone about that.”

“I didn’t tell anyone that I thought I saw you yesterday, either.” She rolled her eyes, chuckling softly. “I’d stayed up the night before doing more digging on you from my home computer, so I chalked it up to me being tired.”

Now he knew why she’d slept for so long. “Did Kyle find me?”

“Yeah. He was in the office with the suits yesterday when I left for lunch. I’m not sure how much he found. My guess is that he didn’t see the footage of you jumping in front of the train, though.”

Maks was even more impressed that she’d found that. “I was being tailed and had to run.”

“Tailed? How did they find you?”

“They knew I was in Amsterdam since I’d been found earlier that night. It made sense to watch public transportation.”

She licked her lips. “I got a decent look at your face on the CCTV from the station. You did good keeping yourself from being seen, but after you got to the other platform and walked with the crowd up the steps to the main floor, they got a good shot of three-quarters of your face.”

Shit. He couldn’t make mistakes like that. While he couldn’t account for every camera—because some were hidden on purpose—he should’ve expected one to be in that spot to catch those coming up from the trains below.

“How did you know who was looking into you?” Eden asked in puzzlement.

“I have a friend who is a hacker. She found the company that was hired to dig up information about me.”

Eden glanced away. “I see. Did you intend to pick someone to help you?”

“No,” he admitted. “I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I needed to look at the building, learn more about the company and their employees, and go from there.”

“You don’t seem concerned that someone is looking for you.”

Maks drew in a deep breath and slowly released it. “It comes with the territory, I suppose.”

“How do you live like this?”

“I suppose you get used to it.”

She looked out the window, nodding absently. Then she faced him. “Are you a spy?”

He stared into her hazel eyes, a dozen lies coming to mind. Whoever was looking for him had already blown his cover. So what if someone knew his profession? He was going down, and he was going to take anyone and everyone associated with the Saints down with him.

“Yes,” he replied.

Her eyes widened briefly. “I didn’t expect you to admit it.”

“I usually don’t.”

“Why tell me, then?”

He smiled, chuckling softly. “Damned if I know.”

Author Bio ~    

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her "totally addictive" and "unique and sensual" stories. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Kings, features a thrilling combination of dragons, Fae, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives in Texas with an assortment of animals.

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Wednesday, September 23, 2020

DH Went Grocery Shopping!

Hello, gentle readers! 
As you may know, I do my grocery shopping on Sundays (I also clean out the fridge). Well, this week, I decided to let my DH go instead. Why? Well, that’s a good question—one for which I don't have an answer. Was I out of my mind at the time? Perhaps. Was I thinking maybe he’d want to do this? Considering the amount of arm-twisting, I’d have to say No, but he did concede to go. 
Now, I do make a list. It’s a simple list. Ketchup. Mayo. Something for dinner that night (yes, that’s actually what I write – something for dinner. I usually decide that while I’m shopping). Milk. You get the idea. 
For him to go? Not so simple. I had to get very, very specific. Heinz Ketchup, 38 oz bottle (not the store brand or any other brand). Best Foods Mayonnaise (Hellman’s to those of you living east of the Rockies), 30 ounce jar (not Kraft, not the store brand, and not Miracle Whip). Chicken of the Sea chunk light tuna in water, 5 ounce can, etc. Skim Milk, 1 gallon. On some of the items, I actually had to write where in the store those items can be found (deli, frozen foods, produce)! And even with all this, he still texted me to ask questions. 

Let me tell you why I think this is so unusual and odd. My DH and I have been married almost 40 years, together over 41. One would assume he would know what I buy when I grocery shop, considering he’s been using those products for all those years. But no. He doesn’t. This astounds me (is it me or do I expect too much?). 
Oh, and don’t change the colors on the box or anything like that, because he’ll never see it in the pantry. Case in point, I buy the Kroger brand saltine crackers. Well, a while back, they changed the packaging. My DH stood in the pantry, looking straight at it, but didn’t see it because the box had changed. When I pulled it out of the pantry, he said he didn’t think those were the saltines. I did ask what he thought they were, but he couldn’t answer. 
I think next week, I’ll just go myself. It’s easier! 

Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!


Monday, September 21, 2020


Today, I am excited to be interviewing Lenna Hendershott, who lives in Oregon.

 Welcome Lenna!

Lexi: How did you get into reading romance novels?

Lenna: I’ve been a reader since middle school, and at the time it was safe to ride the city bus to the public library alone. I read the mythology and biography kids section through and by then the librarian pointed me to more books. I was in high school by then and I read all of Mary Stewart and Victoria Holts books and was pointed to Georgette Heyer and read all of hers. By then I took a break in college and found a copy Bertrice Small’s Adora and Sergeanne Golon’s Angelique and I was hooked.

Lexi: What are you good at?

Lenna: Everything crafty, especially with textiles, paper and beads. I love art. I have oil painted, knit & crochet, even made a fisherman’s sweater for my high school boyfriend. I love counted cross stitch and making charm bracelets which I have done for HRR-Historical Romance Retreat. I’m their “Charm Angel” making the scavenger hunt charm bracelets for the event. I also sew. I learned at 4 thanks to my mother who was self taught and made middle and high school clothes out of necessity. I made many of my children’s baby and toddler clothes and now I make historical costumes for attending HRR.

Lexi: Now I see why you like my mom's creations so much.  You two would get along wonderfully!

Lexi: What makes you happy?

Lenna: Creating and helping brighten other people’s day. I try to give at least one person a day a compliment, even if it’s “that color looks good on you”. Someone once told me my smile was a gift, so I try to gift it to everyone I meet.

Lexi: You have such a great outlook on life.  I love having people like you around! 

Lexi: Tell me about your significant other.

Lenna: My husband of 41 years this month, just retired from being a sole practitioner attorney. We were high school classmates but didn’t date until college. He was our Sunday school VP and he was so cute. He drove a Triumph Spitfire convertible and I called him for a ride when my car broke down. I made sure to wear my mini-skirts as he is a leg man…..

Lexi: Happy anniversary! 💗

Lexi: What’s your average day look like?

Lenna: Right now pretty boring as I’m under “Covid house arrest” given my multitude of health issues. Before it was Exercise classed at our local rec center M-F mornings and computer emails/FB in the afternoons and running errands & doctor appointments. Evenings were making dinner, watching TV & reading with my husband. I really miss my chair yoga and deep water aerobics classes that helped me be with people, kept my weight down and blood sugars in easier control.

Lexi: I hope you've been able to do some excercising at home. Like you said, health is everything, especially when someone has challenges.

Lexi: Who made the biggest impact on your life?

Lenna: That’s a hard question, many people have. First my mother, who was my best friend and a fountain of wisdom even though she didn’t know it. I also was influenced by one of my kids Sunday school teachers. She was such an awesome role model of the best Christian woman I could imagine. Then there was author Karen Ranney who helped me through some really hard years in my life, even though we never got to meet. She was there for me through her blog and emails when I felt alone and overwhelmed. I miss her imput now that she passed away suddenly this year. I still don’t know what took her.

Lexi: Oh, I didn't realize Karen had passed.  I used to read her books when I started on romances. 😢

Lexi: Do you have any pets?

Lenna: We always have one cat. My husband and I love cats and he’s a bit allergic so it’s only one short hair. Currently it’s Rascal who is 4-5 years old that we rescued from a widow who was left with her husband’s 2 cats. Rascal was beating up his litter sister in his grief over losing his human he’d bonded with. He’s now very firmly bonded with my husband and talks us to death! I’ve never had a cat who could out “talk” my toddlers but he does!

Lexi: Sounds like Rascal is a real character!

Lexi: What are you proud of?

Lenna: That my husband and I have raised 2 very successful children. Both are college graduates and have great jobs that are salary with full benefits. So far no grandchildren but I am ever hopeful, lol. Our daughter and her husband bought the house I grew up in and lives on the other side of town. She’s the Assistant Manager of our city’s Victoria’s Secret and before Covid sent her all over the area helping out the other stores when they had problems. Our son is a Construction Engineer with a local Sand & Gravel company here in town. They send him all over the area to oversee jobs and makes bids on jobs for the company. They were sending him out of town to get extra education for things at the company to help them be better, before Covid. He’s living with his serious girlfriend as she finished her degree in Computer Programming & Networking at OSU. 

Lexi: I'm so glad to hear that your children are doing well and everyone is safe.

Lexi: Okay, now it's time for the quickies!

Dark-haired hero or light-haired?  Dark
Hot and spicy or sweet and chaste?  Hot & spicy
Beard or no beard?  Trimmed beard
Chest hair or no chest hair? Chest Hair
Morning person or night person?  Night (but not as late as I used to be, lol)
Coffee or tea?  COFFEE!
Cats or dogs? Cats
Hero with long hair or short?  Long but NOT a man bun!
Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds – glittery stones
Hiking or swimming? Hiking

Lexi: Lenna, this is awesome!!  Thank you so much for answering my questions; I learned so much about you! 😊