THIRD ROCK FROM THE COWBOY by Lexi Post has Released!

 

Third Rock from the Cowboy

(Rocky Road Ranch: Book 4)

by Lexi Post

has released!

He’s a cowboy. She believes in ancient aliens. Can they find common ground or are their worlds too far apart?

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Anthropologist Dr. Silver Collins is used to laughter, derision, or fanaticism when she tells someone she’s an ancient astronaut theorist. So when she receives none of those reactions from cowboy Layne Dawson, she’s intrigued. What also intrigues her is that the man has lived in the same town all his life, is amazingly confident, and is absolutely content with his life. His main goal appears to be to keep everything just the way it is.

Layne, a confirmed bachelor, has never met a woman like Silver, and it’s not just because her hair is completely white at the age of thirty-four. She’s traveled the world, quenching her thirst for knowledge about ancient cultures, determined to make a discovery that will help mankind understand its past. Her sacrifice and drive to reach that goal is something he’s never known and he finds it, and her, riveting.

The more Silver learns about Layne, the more she appreciates him. When it looks like his help could be instrumental in reaching her life-long goal, her respect and gratefulness turn to something more. But when it becomes clear that her life is as alien to him as his is to her, she has to admit they truly are worlds apart. The chances they can bridge the gap are about as low as the chances aliens visited Earth in the past…or did they?

Enjoy the whole series!

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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Beachcomber by Karen Robards

 Leaving everything all behind is harder than you think, even if Christy Petrino moves to Ocracoke Island.  Small and peaceful, the residents and tourists think.  So, why doesn't it have the same atmosphere to her?

She left behind her job as an attorney at a large firm - mob owned-, a fiancé -mob family-, and her mother and sisters - mob controlled.  What could be worse?

It gets more perilous.  

The Beachcomber is hunting beautiful brunettes on the same beach Christy rented her cottage.  She looks like his typical target.  Adding to that, she might identify him because she saw him kill a girl.  It's dark during the murder, but any witness is a dead witness.

Luke, staked out next door, is quite an annoying tourist to Christy.  He shows up out of thin air on multiple scenarios.  If only she could know he works for the FBI and she's under surveillance.

That is partly bad (the surveillance) and fortuitous (he's always around).  

It's a cagey show between the hot and sexy man next door repeatedly saving her from being murdered, or whether his job to catch her in connection with the mob wins out.

Happy reading,

Dawn

Keep Going

        Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!

        It’s been a week, my fine peeps. The day job is keeping me busier than I want to be (and truthfully, I’m having a hard time keeping up). It’s all good though. I learned how to multi-task a long time ago and that’s the only thing keeping my head above water! On my work-from-home days, I can hear my husband chuckling at me from the other room because he hears me talking to people on the phone and making them laugh (my work-from-home days are busy phone days). I think it’s important to be able to make people laugh whenever you can. I also believe in being kind—to everyone.

        On the writing front, things are going well. I am writing every weekday morning, before the day job, which is my routine. After the day job, I have no functioning brain cells left. Sometimes, I write on the weekend, too. I admit, I took a break yesterday and did nothing except my Saturday chores. Once those were done, I sat my behind on the couch and watched a couple movies—nothing I would recommend though.

        I did have a day early in the week where my word count was dismal and…I had a moment. I don’t know if you’ve ever had that moment where you ask yourself why you continue to write (or continue to do something you’ve done for a long time). The moment didn’t last long. Just a day, but I did have to have a long talk with myself in the mirror. Basically, the gist of it was “pull up your big girl panties and get on with it”. That seems to work well for me and it did. The rest of the week, my word count was really good and The Madam and Mr. MacLean is moving right along.

        Also last week, I participated in a writing workshop. I love those…I always get something good out of them and this one didn’t disappoint. The most important thing I learned is that what works for one might not necessarily work for another. This particular workshop was geared to finding your strengths. I’m going to take the test (hahahahaha, yes, there’s a test to see what your strengths are!). I know at least one of them. Perseverance. I have that by the bucketful! I keep putting one foot in front of the other (yes, sometimes I do the cha-cha, one foot forward, one foot back, but I always get the rhythm and I always keep going).

        And that’s about all for me…it’s Sunday so time to water the plants before I do the rest of my Sunday chores. Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!

Marie

Watermelon by Marian Keyes

 Doesn't matter what hospital you're in but as Claire Walsh gives birth to her new little angel in London, she is exhilarated.  For a few minutes until her husband, James, sits next to her bed with little interest in the swaddled baby.

He tells her he is leaving her for the woman downstairs from their apartment.

Now what?

On maternity leave, Claire packs up and ventures to her parents and sisters in Ireland.  

Claire doesn't have a problem voicing her opinion, and you certainly will get pagefuls of her contempt toward her husband along with her doubts of marriage, men, and what the hell will she do now.

On another page, she meets a gorgeous man, Adam, and has a night with him.  Loaded with his own baggage, Claire doesn't take the romance too seriously.

Besides, James flies over the pond to discuss how they can remain married.  According to him, it's all her fault and if she changes everything can be perfect.

Push the knife in, twist and pull.  

With a lot of mind-probing and heckling from her family, Claire tries all avenues until she finds the clear path to love and happiness.

Happy reading,

Dawn

Some Time Off and A Lot of Writing

Hello, gentle readers! Hope you are all well and staying safe!

Well, here it is, another Sunday morning (that’s when I write this blog) and I’ve already been up for several hours, working on The Madam and Mr. MacLean (hahahahaha, I’m always up early, usually before the sun comes up because after years of doing so, I can no longer sleep in, even on weekends).
        You know, when I started this story, I didn’t like my heroine very much. She is/was such a different kind of character than I usually write, but I have to say, the more I’m working on her, watching her change, seeing what she can become, the more I like her. She isn’t (or wasn’t) a bad person…just…different, but she is growing on me, and I hope she grows on you, too. Her name is Sheridan.
        I’ve been working on her a lot over the past couple days (I took PTO from the day job as I have too many hours and I need to burn some…my company only allows so many hours to be rolled over to the next year). Anyway, I made a three-day weekend into a five-day weekend, and I can’t tell you how much I’m enjoying my time off (oh, I will pay for it when I get back to the office on Tuesday, believe me, but for now, the time off has been wonderful).
        I’ve been writing, as you know. A lot. Both on my computer and long-hand (I try to jot down ideas as they come to me…yesterday, that one idea turned into three hand-written pages…I should have just come into my office and typed, but I was in the middle of doing other things). I’m still all over the place because one thought leads to another and you know how that happens BUT even though I’m not even close to it, I wrote the epilogue. The words were in my head (I woke up with the scene and dialogue so had to run with it). I’ve done this before…written the epilogue before I wrote everything else and it seems to work fine. Gives me a goal to get to. I did not type “The End”. Never do until I’m really there. Actually, I never type “The End” when I finish a story. I always type “The Beginning” because it is the beginning of the rest of these characters lives.
        What else have I done on my time off? Well, I cleaned and did laundry because there’s really no time off from that, but I was also able to watch two movies. I recommend The Thursday Murder Club. Pierce Brosnan is still a hunk and half, even with his white hair. I also watched The Six Triple Eight and admit to getting very ‘verklempt’. I didn’t cry, per se, but my eyes did get all watery and there might have been a tear or two (or twenty) that rolled down my cheek. Good movie, based on a true story. I would recommend that one too, whether you like history or not. The acting was phenomenal!  
        And that’s about all for me…Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!
        Marie