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Friday, March 1, 2024

FLETCHER'S FLAME by Lexi Post only 99¢ for a limited time!

 

Fletcher's Flame 

(Last Chance Book 3)

by Lexi Post

is now on sale for only 99¢, but only for a limited time.

Can he get her to see her own worth before they both go up in flames…literally?

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   Dana Wilson has one mission in life – to save animals. Thanks to her life’s calling, she’s developed a distrust of men in authority. So when Bo Fletcher, a cowboy firefighter, decides to appoint himself her bodyguard, her hackles rise.

   Bo’s physical attraction to Dana Wilson has him digging deeper into her personality, a need to understand her burning in his gut. Unfortunately, that’s not the only thing burning. An arsonist appears to be nipping at Dana’s heels and Bo is determined to protect her.

As sparks fly between them, the fires come closer and closer to claiming Dana. Can Bo protect her or will his own words be her demise?

About Lexi:

Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of romance inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan Poe's short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to Tolstoy’s War and Peace, she's read, studied, and taught wonderful classics.

But Lexi's first love is romance novels so she married her two first loves, romance and the classics. Whether it’s sizzling cowboys, dashing dukes, hot immortals, or hunks from out of this world, Lexi provides a sensuous experience with a “whole lotta story.”

Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her two cats in Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you’ll never see her without a hat.


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Wednesday, February 28, 2024

The Do Over by Sharon Peterson

 My last review was beautiful and serious, so now it's time for a lot of fun.  A kettle full of laughs is necessary to get through the dingy, brown days of late winter.

Perci is a people-pleaser, starting with her mom, and then her boyfriend, Brent, and all others. 

Apparently, Brent is too hard to please. 


I want to tell you, as a reader, how Brent broke-up with Perci, but I can't.  I had to put the book down and wipe the tears of laughter from my eyes.  For Perci, I want to smack him, but I can't deny the humor.  

She has a change in her romantic relationship, changes her job because she works with Brent, and the other life changes are all done by keeping a sense of humor in life. 

Perci, in her late twenties, is my kind of woman.  She loves her forget-the-rules grandma, loves chocolate, and is working on the idea of loving herself.

Hot-Man-Next-Door, Nate, gets involved.  And a good thing he does.  He's accidentally what Perci needs and wants and should have.  With all the sudden changes in her life and happenings in the family, Nate pulls Perci through with the best of kisses and tulips (two-lips).  Those are kind of the same, but not really:)

Laugh and love,

Dawn


 

Friday, February 23, 2024

YA JUST GOTTA WONDER.

 

Hey gang, hi ya, how are ya?  Good, I hope.  Well, I’ve been MIA because I’ve been working hard, but wanted to stick my head in with a quick, little story that will make you go, “HUH?" 

It did me.  LOL 


I went to the lab the other day for the yearly, much-dreaded, mammogram... and yes, that's the way I look at the machine too...like it's my arch nemesis. Anyway, I’ve done these for many years—probably have not had hundreds of them, but certainly dozens—and they never get any better.  I don’t think the technique has improved one iota since my very first one. 

Now, to be fair, I’m certain the technology and accuracy has improved, but not the technique as experienced from my end. Hence, my firm belief that it is all men behind the development of this method—which I am certain would be significantly improved (fast) if men had to use the same methodology on their “equipment”.  Could someone propose that at the next user meeting…please! 

Okay, I digress.  Since the process has not improved one stupid millimeter, I’m not going to go into detail here—we all get it.  But if you want to see a blog I wrote a few years ago about my mammo, here is a link to that one.  😊  Enjoy…then come back here and read about the head-scratching moment I encountered at this year’s appointment. 

Link to Old Blog Post

Now, as I was saying, I had a WTF moment at this year’s mammo appointment.  All went as it always has—compassionate woman administered the test, reminded me to remove the BB’s, and all was good. But on my way OUT of the clinic, I encountered a handwritten sign in all capital letters, using red ink, taped to the inside of the door that read as follows: 

THIS DOOR EXIT ONLY!

Now, I have to surmise that there was a big problem with this door being used as an entrance instead of an exit—hence, the handwritten sign that someone felt needed to be posted (and with emphasis). 

But I’m not sure the solution, as implemented, truly yields a lot of improvement. 

Wouldn’t you think you would stop more “entering” violators by posting this sign on the outside of the door?  I actually checked outside and there were no signs anywhere…only on the inside. 

HUH!  



I sure hope the person who posted this sign isn’t responsible for anything truly important...like testing or reading results. Perhaps there is a special position for Coordinator of Handwritten Door Warnings. 

One can only hope.

Well, that’s my story, confused and confounding, and I’m stickin’ to it. Hang on tight now ‘cuz we’re gonna go real, real fast!

Love ya,  



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Wednesday, February 21, 2024

Shopping On-line

 


        Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!
My apologies in advance. This post will contain some ranting and raving.
I’m not sure how you all feel about it, but I absolutely hate ordering things online! I understand the convenience factor of ‘letting your fingers’ do the walking (hahahaha, how many of you remember that advertisement for the Yellow Pages, which I don’t believe are in existence anymore), but I still dislike it. Doesn’t feel so convenient to me (the gentleman at Whole Foods, where they have an Amazon return booth, and I are becoming quite close as I’ve been there many, many times over the past couple weeks...he sees me coming and just grins).
I need to try things on before I purchase, you know? I like going to clothing stores (my favorite clothing stores are now closed, courtesy of the pandemic but there are other that are still around) and feeling the fabric between my fingers…is it soft? Or crinkly and stiff? Looks soft in the picture…looks can be deceiving, as I’m coming to learn. No, it isn’t perfect, standing in front of those dressing room mirrors (which lie…can’t convince me otherwise), but if something doesn’t fit right or look right, I don’t have to buy it to find out.
Also, the models are much taller (and thinner) than I. What looks lovely on a long-legged, wasp-waisted woman doesn’t look so lovely on me. I am short (and yes, I sometimes forget that) not coming anywhere near those five-foot ten-inch beauties (I do look for petite size dresses if they are available). Also, there is no way to stretch the imagination to say I have a wasp waist. No, ma’am. Not sure there is a corset strong enough to give me one, either!
So not having a good time buying things online only to have them delivered, not fit, and have to return them (thank goodness for free returns…I’d spend a fortune sending things back otherwise).
Hmmm, the only things I do not have a problem ordering on line are books. They always ‘fit’ perfectly. And the dogs’ Cosequin. Can’t go wrong there.
Okay, done ranting!
In other news, work on Wife By Surprise is…going fairly well. I had wanted the story to be finished by Christmas, then January, then February, but my characters had other ideas. I also wanted the story to come in at 85K words…again, my characters thought differently so we’re going with what my characters want and frankly, it’s better that way.
And that’s about all that’s going on here. Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!

Marie

Friday, February 16, 2024

It's your chance to win 25 historical romances and a new eReader!

 


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Wednesday, February 14, 2024

A Single Rose by Muriel Barbery

Rose, A Japanese woman in the middle of her mundane life and living in America, receives the announcement of her father's death.  She doesn't know her father as she was brought up by her mother and grandmother.  An invitation to her father's reading of the will is reluctantly accepted.

The catch to going to Kyoto, Japan for the finality of her father's wishes is she must be accompanied by her father's assistant, Paul.  


Paul is finishing his service to Rose's father as a guide for her in the Japanese culture.  

The scenery and habits in Kyoto are a deep breath of beauty and thinking about what is really around a person.  The descriptions of gardens, restaurants, and historical monuments bring the reader into the story.  

Paul has a sensitivity to the beauty around him, which gradually creates a closeness between him and his client's daughter.    

This calm read is perfect for Valentine's Day.  Appreciate the grandness around you of simple things.  Anything small can become an influence on the peace and love available to all.

Love what you read,

Dawn

Wednesday, February 7, 2024

An Update

 


        Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!
An update on my girl, Pepper. I have been doing what the vet said and giving her vegetables in place of some of her food and this is what I’ve learned…she likes carrots (frozen, canned or fresh, as long as they’re kinda mushy). She does not like string beans. No, sir! She very carefully removes them from her dish and places them around the bowl, kinda like what I did as a kid when my mother served liver. She thinks I don’t see this, but she can’t fool me. She’s okay with broccoli but doesn’t like peas. Most confounding to me is that she likes canned mixed vegetables.
Lacey, Pepper’s sister, doesn’t seem to have a problem with any of the vegetables—yes, I give her some, too, so she doesn’t feel left out.
But…
It seems to be working, along with her medication, which she’s really good at taking…well, she really doesn’t have much choice—I’m not one to hide pills in cheese or peanut butter. I’ve noticed a little bit of a change in her…DH has noticed, too! She’s more active and seems to move more easily—not as stiff as she was. This makes me happy. She’s only five and a half and I know (from experience) that big dogs have a shorter life span than say, a chihuahua, but I’d like to keep her around for quite some time.
On other news fronts, DH is healing nicely from his broken rib. Coughing and sneezing still hurt, but it’s getting better. Now, if we can control the pain in his back, we’ll be good.
So…what else is going on? Well, I’m on the hunt for shoes and a dress. Our son is getting married in April—in Texas—where one doesn’t know what the weather will be like from one day to next. I have tried on several dresses and I must confess that I absolutely hate dressing room mirrors—either they are lying to me or they’re telling me the truth…both of which are possibilities and not good. I’ve ordered a few things from Amazon, which is hit or miss, but I am determined to find what I want!
Oh, I finally finished the love scene in Wife By Surprise. Whew! It was…a challenge, to say the least, but it’s done and I can move on. Yay!
And that’s about all that’s going on here. Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!

Marie

Wednesday, January 31, 2024

The Midwife and the Orc by Finley Fenn

 Sex, Sex, Sex!  That's what happens on Orc Mountain.

Part of many things, but that's probably the most fun part.

The lord's daughter, Gwyn Garret, certainly isn't innocent.  She's been betrothed to Roy for years and wants to dump him.  He's a scoundrel.  She wants to move to the home she inherited from her aunt right at the foot of Orc Mountain. She's a midwife, a botanist, and just wants a free life.


Joarr is a threat to her move.  He's part of Orc Mountain, a creature/man who can make any woman want him.  His aggressive moves and best sex, whether on a table, in a tree, or while being hunted, will make Gwyn's resolution to say no fail.  

The lord father has made a law against Orc men and the woman copulating. When Gwyn discovers what Joaar can do with his sex and the rest of his body, she understands resisting is impossible.  

Not only that, but Joaar has a reason to use her.  It's only fair to mention that Gwyn is using him, too.  

So what's the problem?  Joaar is hunted by the lord and his village, Gwyn is hunted by Roy and the Orcs, and they both have hidden agendas.  It's all fair if they excuse one betrayal for another along with finding a tender moment between all the hot and heavy sex.

A tantalizing story from a series, so sit by the fire and enjoy!

 Dawn


Monday, January 29, 2024

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Wednesday, January 24, 2024

I'm Back!!!

 

   
    Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!
        Did you miss me? I missed you guys!
So, where have I been and what have I been doing? Well, let me tell you!
The day job has been…busy (and yes, that’s an understatement!). I’ve been using the phrase ‘Embrace the Chaos’ because…well…that’s what it is.
The DH caught a cold over the holidays. No big deal, right? Except, it was. I was worried about pneumonia or bronchitis but it turned out, they were the least of the issues. He fell, not once or twice, but three times, while he was having a coughing fit. The last fall was the worst….he broke a couple ribs (lower back, darned close to where he had his laminectomy) so we’ve been dealing with that. He is recuperating, thank God, but it’s going to take a while.
Brought the dog (my ‘little’ girl, Pepper) to the vet twice. First off, let me tell you that when I say ‘little’, I do mean it as she’s smaller (kind of) than her sister, Lacey. Anyway, she has arthritis in her hips, which we knew and are treating, but then, she got an infection so…
Now, I should probably explain that with the arthritis in her hips, she does not have the wherewithal to jump into the car. She just puts her front paws up on the seat then turns her head to look at me like ‘aren’t you going to help me?’. Well, of course, I am. What kind of a dog mom would I be if I didn’t? Gotta tell you, lifting her into the back seat is no easy task. She’s a big girl, even though she’s my ‘little’ girl. She’s a German Shepherd (and rather spoiled, I admit). She and her sister are the biggest shepherd’s I’ve ever had and I’ve been raising shepherds for over 45 years.
Get to the vet and open the back door for her, at which point she gives me that look again so I have to lift her out of the car. If anyone had seen me and recorded this, I’d be famous and rich from the video being seen on ‘America’s Funniest Videos’. To say I’m a bit uncoordinated would be an understatement and she didn’t help at all, which made me even more uncoordinated!
The vet examines her, agrees that she does indeed have an infection. He prescribed antibiotics (the same ones my DH was on a couple weeks ago) and then, the vet gets serious. We have to talk about her weight, he says. I tell him that she’s already on weight management dog food (although sometimes, she steals from her sister’s bowl—I didn’t tell him that) and then I defended her. Pepper is just ‘chonky’, I said. He’s a nice man, the vet, but he wasn’t having any of that. He looked me straight in the eye and said, “She is not ‘chonky’. She’s fat and she needs to lose weight (she weighs 141 pounds!!!!). Well, I couldn’t argue with that. I knew, but I was in denial…except, I know she has trouble getting out of the doggy door, not only because of her arthritis but because she is ‘fat’. She barely makes it through. It’s not her fault. Part of it is mine because when she looks at me in that way (you know what I’m talking about), she gets a cookie. Dog cookie, but still…
A blood draw reveals she has thyroid issues. A low functioning thyroid just like me. Ordered medication through Chewy as that’s what the vet told me to do…would you believe, she’s on the same medication as I am?!?!?! And I’m supposed to replace one cup of her dog food (at each feeding) with carrots or string beans. Hmmmm, if that works for her, will it work for me?
Have I been writing through all this upheaval (I don’t like upheaval or drama. I like things on an even keel but it hasn’t been that way since the holidays)? Yes. Sorta. Kinda. I know where I need to go in my current work in progress. I know where I’ve been, but for some reason, the words are not there to bring me to that point. I tried what I always do, which is jump ahead and puzzle it in later, but even that didn’t help, but I’ll get there. Tomorrow is another day and I will give it my best shot.
Oh, gotta go…Pepper is trying to get through the doggy door and needs some help…
Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!
Marie

Wednesday, January 17, 2024

Things We Hide From the Light by Lucy Score

 When everyone figures out that working in teams can result in a lot more answers and happiness, we'll find a much more loving world.

Nash Morgan, Chief of police of Knockemout, VA, is the leader of a team.  He has a hard time communicating since he was shot and can't remember what happened.  That must be terrible.  He feels he can't do his job, shutting his mind away from others, and a woman isn't in the cards. 



Studly-Do-Right is what Lina calls him.  Good looking and a pain in her ass.  Especially since she is kindly offered to rent the room next to Nash's.  Her purpose for being in town is strictly work, related to the work Nash has at hand.  She can't let him know.  She likes to love 'em and leave 'em, so it's not her style to be sentimental and honest with men.  

Something is different in Knockemout right now.  An attempted murder on the chief of police, a missing and insured classic sports car, and Nash and Lina both after the same guy.

They can't avoid each other forever.  

Each run-in creates heat.  

If the fire ignites, they can share investigative evidence.

If the fire ignites, they can share each other.  

Unlikely.  Nash and Lina are both against the tingles of sensation that bounce between each other.  Sometimes a weakness can make a strong alliance.  

This is a scorcher of a romantic suspense.  The search for the criminals, and the love and romance have one problem after another.  As long as all, or at least most, of the problems are resolved, Nash and Lina can make a truce to allow themselves happiness.

Enjoy your read,

Dawn

Friday, January 12, 2024

A NEW YEAR, SO MANY NEW CHANCES.

 

Hey, gang, how the hell are ya?  Doing good here, just busier than a one-armed paper hanger in a windstorm with jock itch.  And let me tell you…that is busy! 


So, in case you missed it, we’ve moved into a new year…365 new chances to get it right.  Oh wait…today is the 12th, so I guess that means there are only 354 chances left. Guess I better get on it. 

Spoiler Alert:  (In 354 days, the option renews for us lucky enough to make it that far. YAY!  Alright, it’s a date then…we all meet back here same time next year to see how well we used those chances.  K?)  

What have I been doing, you ask?  Well…I’m working on a new story. I am elbows-deep in the newest Dallas Bradshaws book.  What’s it about?  Uh…hot cowboys.  DUH!  Shhh…don’t tell anyone, but I’m writing it for the next BMG Kickstarter campaign that will kick off later this year. Squeee!!!  I repeat…shhh…it’s a secret, so DO NOT tell anyone yet.  But it’s gonna be suhweet!!!  (More information to follow…stay tuned.) 


Another thing I did about a week ago was babysit for my granddogs Zeus and Zoe.  Zoe is just the sweetest thing ever and she basically found the biggest pillow and the warmest blanket she could find, and then she snuggled in to watch TV with me.  Zeus...not so much. Yep, Zeus is the guy who only likes the lady in the bedroom, and that trend continues. Although he did screw up once and jumped into my lap to hang out with me while I was in the living room chair. When he later realized his error, he again donned his terrified face and went back to hiding behind the rocker.  But I was clever and texted my grandson to sneak out to the living room quietly because I needed a witness.  
And, as you can see to the right, I also have a picture to prove his duplicitous nature.  So, Zeus is now going to have a lot of trouble selling the idea that he’s really terrified of the woman in the living room. I know…one mistake and you pay for that forever.  Again, I remind you—he is not right. 


What else? Hmmm…let’s see…I went with my sis and some of her partners in crime to Medieval Times last week.  OMG, how much fun was that!  Gorgeous, well-trained horses, birds of prey, and sizzling hot Knights with swords and axes. Be still, my freaking heart!  That is totally my brand of F-U-N all rolled up with H-O-T…and the wine wasn’t bad either.  A good time was had by all…and no, contrary to what you may have heard, we did not take any of their knights hostage. 


It’s my story, I’m tellin’ it my way.  😊 


Okay, back to the new year.  I have to ask…what are you going to do with all those new chances you’ve been given to get things right?  Are you going to be kinder, be stronger, take some ass-kicking classes, work harder, play like a rock star, read faster, learn how to sleep in a hammock, laugh more, practice laughing until you cry, save more, spend it like you got it, travel more, stay home and lock the doors, visit family more, host dinners for friends, sell the welcome mat, exercise more (uh…no), relax more, lose weight (yes, please), drink less alcohol (say it ain’t so!), eat more veggies, find an excellent place to hide your hoarded twinkies, get more organized, let it all hang out, spend less, blow the wad, buy an aardvark, sell a giraffe, cook more, eat out more, sleep more, stay awake until the cows come home, fall in love, dump the arse, get pregnant, pray you’re not pregnant, clean your house, hire a maid, mow the lawn more often, hire a gardener, eat less junk food, stock up on twinkies in preparation for the Zombie Apocalypse? 

So, what’s your poison? 

What are you hoping to accomplish in the new year?

 

Me? I’m hoping to lose a little weight, get a little more organized, do more traveling, have a lot more fun, and write a lot more books, and maybe even sell that giraffe.  I guess that means I’m going to have to learn how to write on a plane with a laptop that has two screens, while I drink my low-calorie alcoholic beverage for lunch. Hmmm…I think I can learn to do that. As for the giraffe…well, no one meets all their New Year’s resolutions, do they?

Whaddayathink?  Can I do it? 


Whatever your goals are, whatever your plans are, I wish you the best of years.  May your enemies be few, your challenges defeated and your dreams realized.  

HAVE THE BEST YEAR EVER!


Well, that’s my story, naughty and nonsensical, and I’m stickin’ to it. Hang on tight now ‘cuz we’re gonna go real, real fast!

Love ya,  







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Thursday, January 11, 2024

Win 45 Second Chance Romances and a new eReader!

 


Yes, you heard that right. You could win 45 Second Chance Romances for your eReader. You could even win a new eReader! It's the newest contest from BookSweeps. Why am I telling you about it? Well, because I know you love romance stories and if you are like me, you can't ever have enough. Also, it just so happens that my book COWBOY'S MATCH is one of the free books you could win. So don't hesitate to enter, especially if you love it when couple get a second chance at love 😊

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