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And Then He by Kim Briggs

February 26, 2016 Spotlight 0

27216309Genre: New Adult Thriller

AND THEN HE combines sex and evil in all the right ways.

The fifth year reunion. Tiffani thought she’d suck the lifeblood out of a dozen exotic locations by her fifth year reunion. She certainly didn’t envision herself as a diner waitress serving giant slices of pie to diabetic townies. The best-selling author she planned to become now writing, “Hold the pickles.” Yet limited funds, monstrous debt, and a high school sweetheart with big league ambitions of his own force her to set aside her own dreams. She soon discovers loneliness is a seductive mistress. Enter sexy stranger. Tiffani spends most of the reunion with Jeb, a classmate she doesn’t even remember. He awakens a hunger in her that both frightens and excites her. Tiffani mistakes Jeb’s lifelong obsession for love at first sight and soon finds herself a prisoner, but it’s a hot, steamy trip to get there.



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“Can I help you?” He says. His low, gravelly voice awakens something deep inside me. Lust. Need. Desire. His amber eyes remind me of a fleeting memory, a whisp of someone familiar, and then it’s gone.

Warmth spreads through my cheeks. I blame the red wine again. I rub my hands together, feeling awkward and geeky, incredibly geeky. “Uhhh…,” I pause trying to remember what I wanted to say.


He raises an eyebrow, a very sexy eyebrow. “Yes?”

Think Tiffani, think. Now is not the time to panic. Grab him by the balls. Um, that’s probably not a good idea. Seize the moment. “I love your music. It’s like you’re a chameleon. You take on whatever the song demands—the highs, the lows…you’re brilliant!”
Oh. God. Did I say that? I am a geek and evidently, still quite intoxicated.

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SORM About the Author
Kim once smashed into a tree while skiing. The accident led to a concussion, a cracked sternum, temporary notoriety as a sixth grader returned from the dead, and the realization that fictionalized accounts are way more interesting than just slipping on the ice.

An unhealthy obsession with conspiracy theories combined with an overactive imagination that often skips the happily ever afters and lands abruptly in nightmare land led Kim to write her NA novel, And Then He, where an innocent night of flirting turns into a nightmare Tiffani can’t escape.

When she’s not doing something writerly, Kim can be found jumping into snow drifts with her three kids, husband, and dog. She’s careful to avoid trees.

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Guessing at Normal by Gail Olmsted

February 17, 2016 Spotlight 0

Guessing at NormalGenre: Contemporary Romance

Jill Griffin has mastered the art of being invisible, so when she falls in love with sexy rocker James Sheridan, at first she is content to live in his larger than life shadow. Building a ‘normal’ life together under the glare of the media is challenging and further complicated by constant touring, James’ partying and the mixed signals she gets from James’ twin brother Alex.

When her poems and journal ramblings become the songs on James’ best-selling album, Jill has to step out of her comfort zone and figure out how to live her life in a spotlight all her own. With no road map to follow, she struggles to navigate her way in her search for happiness. As her professional success threatens her relationship with James, Jill questions whether she can make a living writing love songs without the love of her life.


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After a second nearly sleepless night, I was dozing and James got up to take a shower. When the phone rang, he called out for me to answer it. Knowing it could be someone from housekeeping or even the front desk, I decided to pick up but not say anything until the caller identified himself. It was Alex.

“James?” he asked.

“No, it’s Jill,” I told him.

“Who? Oh yeah, motel girl. Put my brother on.” God, what was this guy’s problem?

“He’s in the shower,” I told him. “Do you want me to have him call you?”

“Yeah, sure, and tell him we’re due at the venue for a sound check in 15, okay? Got that?”

“Sure thing,” I muttered, and hung up before he could say anything more.

Just then James came back in looking like the cat that swallowed the canary. Wearing a towel around his waist, his long hair dripping, he asked, “Who was that?”

“It was Alex,” I told him. “God, he hates me.”
 James looked concerned.

“What did he say?”
 I felt foolish.

“Nothing. I mean, he just… I don’t know. I just don’t think he likes me very much.”

“He’s just jealous,” James teased. “He always wants what I have, and I saw you first.” He crossed the room and wrapped me up in a hug.
“Wait, no,” I protested when his hands started exploring my half-naked body. ”You’ve got to get down to the Palace, James,” I told him. “Alex said something about a sound check.”

“Oh, bloody hell,” he complained. “God damn Alex and his sound checks.” And he started to kiss me again. Minutes later, we were rudely interrupted by a pounding on the door. I ran and hid in the bathroom while James opened the door just a crack to talk with Brian. I heard enough of the conversation to know that something was going on with Alex and everyone seemed to be walking on egg shells to avoid pissing him off further. James came back, looking embarrassed, and told me, “I’ve got to go, Jill. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I told him. “I’ve got a lot to do today and before you know it, I need to be back here. At the front desk, I mean. Not here, here,” I explained, gesturing around the room.

“But I want you here, here,” said James. “Promise. Okay?”

Okay? Yeah, it was more than okay. I told him that I probably couldn’t make it to the concert, but that I would meet him after my shift ended at midnight. He kissed me and hurried out and I lay back on the bed with a big smile on my face. Shivering with excitement at the thought of seeing him again that night, I allowed myself a few minutes of daydreaming, then hopped up and prepared to leave. Reaching into my bag for my keys, I suddenly realized that I was stranded—my car was still parked downtown in the Palace parking lot. I peeked out the window to check if the guys had left yet, but I couldn’t see the van or the wagon. I would be lucky if my car hadn’t been towed or stolen, I realized, as I picked up the phone on the nightstand and called Beth to have her come get me. She said she would, so I hunkered down in the room until I heard her honking her horn twenty minutes later. I would offer to buy her lunch or something. I hoped that she didn’t have Jesse with her, as I had a lot to tell her and none of it was rated ‘G.’

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My first visit to Sedona, AZ prompted me to start writing JEEP TOUR, my first novel. I fell in love with the red rocks and blue skies. My second novel is Guessing at Normal, a rock and roll love story. I am currently working on a sequel to JEEP TOUR, which will be based in Ireland. A hopeless romantic, I am married to the love of my life. I am mom to two young adults and three cats, and I enjoy reading, music and travel.

I am a professor in the School of Business & Information Technology at Springfield Technical Community College in Springfield, MA. I was the recipient of the Deliso Endowed Chair Award and was recently recognized by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts’s Department of Higher Education as one of “29 Who Shine”.

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Viari’s Two Cents: Grace Potter’s Midnight

February 11, 2016 Two Cents 0



Hello, Viari here, today we’re talking music.

Midnight is Grace Potter’s debut solo album.


It is quite the different sound than her previous 4 albums with the Nocturnal’s. Though I expected it to be, and I was thoroughly surprised as I love the album. She never disappoints, Grace’s gritty vocals are on full display.

I leave you with three songs off Grace Potter’s Midnight. See you next week.

Empty Heart

Alive Tonight

Look What We’ve Become
If she’s in your area, go to a show, she is electric on stage. 


Vanishing Act by Mark Love

February 8, 2016 Spotlight 0

VanishingAct_MED-1Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mystery
Series:  Jamie Richmond Mystery Book 2

Jamie Richmond is still discovering her way in the romantic relationship with the Malone when her best friend Linda Davis comes home. The beautiful Linda suddenly finds herself swept up in a whirlwind romance of her own with an older man, Dr. Vincent Schulte.

But not everything is all champagne and flowers for Linda. She’s become the target of a stalker. The problem escalates. Jamie is determined to protect her friend, but even she is at a loss when Linda suddenly disappears one cold, snowy day.

The police are searching for clues. Despite Malone’s attempts to keep Jamie on the sidelines, she is driven to find out what happened to Linda and where she could be. Despite her best intentions, Jamie has once again put herself in danger while trying to unravel the mystery.


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Talking quietly, trudging through the clumps of snow and ice, neither one of us heard him at first.

“It’s getting to the point where I just want to stay home,” she said quietly.

“You can’t hide, Linda. If you become a prisoner in your own home, then he wins. And you are much too strong a person to let that happen.”

She gave me a wan smile. “I know, it’s just…”

“Hey!” a gruff voice snapped at us from only a couple of feet away.

Linda let out a shriek of surprise. She lost her footing on the ice and crashed to the pavement. I saw a blocky shape, hidden in the shadows beyond the reach of the overhead lights. He took a menacing step forward, one hand clutching something tightly and extending it towards us.

“Run!” I screamed.

“Hey,” he snapped again.

I took a step toward him and planted my left foot on one of the few dry patches of pavement. Then I swung my right foot as hard as I could, as if I was about to nail a fifty-yard field goal to win the Super Bowl. Without realizing it, I braced for the impact. To this day, I’d swear I was aiming for his crotch. Maybe the pavement wasn’t dry after all. Or maybe suddenly shifting my weight to make that kick caused me to lose my balance. Or maybe I couldn’t really kick a guy in the balls. Or maybe he sensed what was happening and he took a step back.

In my peripheral vision, I could see Linda scrambling to her feet, already racing toward her car, clicking the remote control to unlock the doors. My leg continued its arc and just before making contact, my left foot shot out from underneath me.

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SORM About the Author
Mark Love lived for many years in the metropolitan Detroit area, where crime and corruption always prevalent. A former freelance reporter, Love honed his writing skills covering features and hard news.

He is the author of three previous mysteries, Fade Away, Desperate Measures, WHY 319? and three Jamie Richmond romance mysteries, Devious, Vanishing Act and Fleeing Beauty.

Love resides in west Michigan with his wife, Kim. He enjoys a wide variety of music, books, travel, cooking and the great outdoors. Love is currently working on his next novel.

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Scandalous Intentions by Amanda Mariel

February 5, 2016 Spotlight 0

Genre: Historical Romance

When faced with losing his father’s support, notorious rake Lord Julian Luvington sets his sights on Lady Sarah. She is as respectable as they come, just what his father ordered. But the lady shall not be easily won.

Lady Sarah Roseington is determined to marry for love or not at all, and she will do anything to obtain the freedom granted to men. A blackguard like Lord Luvington could destroy her hard-won reputation, but marriage to him also offers her the opportunities she cannot achieve on her own. What’s a lady to do?

When Lord Luvington refuses to abandon his pursuit, Lady Sarah proposes an arrangement. Only the price may be more than either bargained for. Lady Sarah could lose more than her social standing and Julian could lose his heart.

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She pushed out a sigh as Lord Luvington lead her toward a stone bench nestled among the lush green hedge.

“Shall we sit for a moment? I wish to explain.” He pressed his arm against her hand then loosened it again.

She looked away. “Very well. Though I cannot imagine what you might say to change things.” She hesitated for a moment, reluctant to release her grip on him before she lowered herself onto the bench. The stone’s cool exterior seeped through her skirts, a welcome contrast to the warmth radiating through her. She rested one hand on her lap and waved her fan with the other.

Lord Luvington positioned himself on the bench a smidgen closer than was proper, angling himself so he faced her. The fresh spring scents of foliage and flowers took on a heady intensity as she stared fixedly at the hedge in front of her. Her face flamed though she could not credit it to the heat of the atmosphere.

She needed to take control of the situation before it swept her away. “Speak your piece and be done with it. I do not wish to linger over long.” He flashed a toe-curling grin just before she glanced away.

“What I said in the park was the truth. Is the truth. But there is more to it than just my need of a respectable wife.”

“Do tell.” She lowered her fan to her lap, its ribbons trailing in the breeze.

“I have come to care for you, admire you, even. You are a fascinating and attractive woman.”

She plucked at her satin skirts as the heat climbed back into her face.

“It is true that I will no longer receive my stipend if I fail to secure a proper society wife. It is the very reason I began looking for one. I shall not deny it, but nor is it the reason I continue to pursue you.” He reached up and brushed a curl that had escaped her bonnet away from her cheek.

His fingers left a tingling trail in their wake, and something inside her began to crumble. She glanced down at the path they had just walked.
“I would like the chance to make this right. Allow me to court you, Lady Sarah. Let us discover if there might be something real between us.”
She glanced at him, unsure how to respond. Her mind screamed no, but her heart and soul begged for him. She wanted to reach out and run her hand across his strong jaw, feel his lips pressed against hers, discover what it felt like to be in his arms.

“Spend the rest of the party in my company, Lady Sarah. Grant me one afternoon to change your mind.”

A wave of tingles ran down her and congregated in her abdomen at his smile. This was dangerous, and she knew it. And yet…

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Bestselling author Amanda Mariel dreams of days gone by when life moved at a slower pace. She enjoys taking pen to paper and exploring historical time periods through her imagination and the written word. When she is not writing she can be found reading, crocheting, traveling, practicing her photography skills, or spending time with her family.

Amanda lives along the Lake Huron shoreline in northern Michigan with her husband and two kids. She holds a Master of Liberal Arts Degree with a concentration in literature and has a long-standing love affair with sugary junk food.

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Devious by Mark Love

February 3, 2016 Spotlight 0

A beaGenre: Contemporary Romance/Mystery
Series: Jamie Richmond Mystery Book 2

Jamie Richmond has a stubborn, inquisitive streak. That’s what made her such a good reporter. Now she’s turned her talents to writing mysteries. Embarking on the research for her latest project, she manages to ride along with a Michigan State Police trooper for an evening shift. After a few traffic stops and a high speed chase, Jamie gains a new perspective about police work. The patrol is almost over when Jamie witnesses the trooper being shot. Her quick reactions chase the shooter away. Although it’s not a fatal injury, Jamie cannot get beyond the memory of what she saw.




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I kicked off the heels and squirmed out of the stockings. I opted for a pair of very lacy panties with a matching black bra, and rummaged in the closet for a corduroy skirt and a cotton blouse. I called this my flirt skirt. It was knee length but had functional snaps that ran down the front of it. Depending on how flirtatious I was feeling determined how many snaps were left undone. I grabbed my bag and hurried off to meet him.

O’Leary’s wasn’t crowded when I arrived. Malone was in uniform, sitting at a booth near the back of the restaurant. Malone greeted me with a tender hug and a chaste kiss on the lips then pulled me in beside him on the bench.

“Saving it up for later?” I asked.

“Bank on it.

Malone opened his menu and scanned the page quickly. A waitress approached, wearing a green leotard and skirt with a black apron. He glanced at me and raised his eyebrows. “Want me to order for you?”

“Sure, I’m starving.”

Malone turned to the girl. “We’ll have the roast lamb stew, tossed salads with raspberry vinaigrette, and coffee.” He looked at me and I nodded.

“You eat here often?” I asked as she wiggled away. I’d swear she put a little extra swing in her hips for Malone’s benefit. I didn’t know whether to be angry or jealous. Idly, I undid a couple more snaps on the skirt. It fell open to mid-thigh.

“Couple times a week. The food’s good and the prices are reasonable. A lot of the guys stop in. The service is pretty good too.” He winked at me. It was obvious he’d noticed the extra wiggle.

“You’re a good guy, Malone.”

He leaned over to kiss me. His left hand landed softly on my knee. I watched the expression hit his eyes as he realized this was a smooth bare leg he was feeling. Malone gently slid his hand a little higher. A shiver of excitement ran through me. It took several moments for me to withdraw from that kiss.

“Want to skip dinner?” I asked. I was glad this part of the restaurant was dark, since I was blushing beet red.

“I think we’re going to need that nourishment for later.” Malone reluctantly removed his hand from my leg.

After dinner he walked me out to the parking lot. He stopped beside my car and leaned against the door.

“Did I tell you how much I missed you, Malone?” I put my arms around his neck. His hands went to my waist.


“Would it be improper for a girl to kiss a cop while he’s on duty?”

Malone’s eyes went to his left wrist. “I’ve got two minutes before I check in.”

He tipped his head down to meet my lips and kissed me warmly. If anyone was watching, I didn’t see them. I didn’t care. His left hand remained on my hip. The right had somehow drifted between my legs and undid two more snaps. The skirt was only fastened to the top of my hips now. A shudder ran through my whole body as his fingertips caressed my leg.

“Welcome home, Jamie.” Gently he pulled away and straightened up.

“Thanks for the flowers.”

“My pleasure. Glad to have you back.”

“How glad are you, Malone?”

“See you later?” he asked.

“Oh yeah. It may take me a while to be able to drive. And I seem to be having this problem with my door. It just won’t stay locked at night.” I pushed his hands away and stepped back before I attacked him in the parking lot.

“I’ll have to see what I can do to remedy that. And Jamie…don’t change your clothes.”

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SORM About the Author
Mark Love lived for many years in the metropolitan Detroit area, where crime and corruption always prevalent. A former freelance reporter, Love honed his writing skills covering features and hard news.

He is the author of three previous mysteries, Fade Away, Desperate Measures, WHY 319? and three Jamie Richmond romance mysteries, Devious, Vanishing Act and Fleeing Beauty.

Love resides in west Michigan with his wife, Kim. He enjoys a wide variety of music, books, travel, cooking and the great outdoors. Love is currently working on his next novel.

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Holiday Hearts Awakening by Fiola Faelan

February 1, 2016 Spotlight 0

Holiday Hearts AwakeningGenre: Contemporary Romance

Her determination to guard her heart goes up in smoke when fire forces her from her home and into Zach’s arms. What’s a girl to do when her new sexy neighbor embarks on a sensuous campaign against her body, heart & soul? Little does Zach know his gift this holiday will be a stubborn too-sexy neighbor in need. When desire and his protective instincts roar to the front, will he finally open his heart to love?





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She realized she’d bit off more than she could chew when, instead of doing as she asked, he leaned across the long seat. Slowly. Giving her plenty of time to tell him to get lost. Apparently her self-preservation was at an all-time low. All she could do was sit there, deer in the headlights, and wait to see what he’d do.

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SORM About the Author


I’ve always loved to read and cut my teeth on books such as The Forest of Mystery, Robin Hood, and Nancy Drew. I grew up a devout tomboy, back when Silicon Valley wasn’t even a gleam in San Jose’s eyes. Boy, was it different then! I love to live life to its fullest, from back when I used to ride hell-bent-for-leather on my Appaloosa in gymkhanas to surf-fishing in Hawaii, jumping boulders on the breakwater in Morro Bay to walking barefoot on the beach. Many of my story ideas were found during travels far and wide, from Corpus Christi TX, where my ancestors are buried in the Pioneer Cemetery to Pendleton OR. From Tucson, AZ to Seattle WA to Vancouver BC. I’m always looking for that next story, that next place to bury the body. Or kiss the hot guy. I kick-ass and take names in beautiful Portland, Oregon with my amazingly talented son and daughter-in-law and their most affectionate cat Nudge.

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Culinary Seduction by Merritt Kelly

January 29, 2016 Spotlight 0

culinaryseduction-merritt-kellyGenre: Foodie/Romance

Food is the new sex and cheftestants Andrea Claire and Danny Miller are battling it out to see who becomes the new high priest or priestess. The two face off in a contest for hosting duties of new show called Culinary Seduction. Chef Andrea Claire is a woman who knows what she wants, and what she wants is to build her own culinary empire. Hosting the show would give her the injection of cash she needs to finally get a store front for her catering business and give her the credibility she seeks. Her food is infused with her warmth and passion.

Bad boy chef Danny Miller’s bold flavors and state-of-the-art techniques in molecular gastronomy set him apart from the pack. Hosting the show would raise the profile of his restaurant and he could pay what he owes the bank and his grandmother. Will his talent be enough to garner him the win? Or will Andre’s seductive on camera personality and obvious passion for cooking win out? Their on air chemistry is undeniable. The test kitchens at Cuisine Channel have never been so hot!


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He raced toward the pantry to gather ingredients. His mind was sharp, clear, and he was in the zone. He almost felt like he was back home at his restaurant. It surprised him that he was so calm.

He grabbed the essential equipment from the appliance closet at the back of the kitchen. It would cost him a small fortune to purchase all the equipment lined up on the metal shelves before him. Some of it he didn’t even recognize. To the untrained eye, it looked more like a science classroom supply closet than a chef’s kitchen. There were injectors and centrifuges, torches, a refractometer, sodium citrate, a vacuum sealer, powdered everything, even liquid nitrogen.

For the first time in his culinary career, he could make whatever he wanted and he didn’t have to make a trip to the store or restaurant supply warehouse. He didn’t think he’d have to fight anyone for the anti-griddle or the Gastrovac. He glanced over at Andrea. Some chefs liked to compare the way cooked to the way they make love. Some were messy but passionate. You could taste the love and passion even if the plate wasn’t pretty. Some would create a beautiful plate but the food was flavorless, without soul.

He was willing to bet that she had a lot of passion, in the kitchen as well as in the bedroom. He’d love to have those long legs wrapped around him. He wanted to find out how passionate she was. He chided himself for being distracted. It didn’t matter that she was hot or that he found himself behaving like a horny teenager, she was still the competition.

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Merritt Kelly has been in love with the written word as long as she can remember. She’s a freelance writer, author, and columnist whose articles have appeared in the Colfax Gazette, Palouse Journal, and the Moscow/Daily News. Her work on the web can be seen on Paperdriods, DigiYoo, LexiYoga and HaveHeart Magazine, Home &Harvest websites under her real name Carol Traulsen. She has written on a variety of topics including the war in Kosovo, the death penalty, grief, coping with a cozy kitchen and cooking.

Merritt Kelly is a pen name she chose to honor her late mother who always believed in her writing ability. When she’s not writing she’s cooking, walking or reading. She resides in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, her son and her cat.
She loves to laugh, all the music in the Guardians Of The Galaxy, trying new foods, a good glass of wine and almost anything chocolate. Her first novel, Culinary Seduction, a foodie/Chick lit romance was released through Soul Mate Publishing in February of 2015.
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The Fearful Heart by Cherry Christensen

January 27, 2016 Spotlight 0

cover150x250Genre: New Adult

The heart must be protected at all costs… but will Cassidy be able to afford the price? Cassidy has distanced herself from childhood friend, Tristan. She’s moved on from their days of best friend-hood and is attending college. And dating one of the most eligible males on campus. Life couldn’t be better. Really. Tristan has devoted himself to Cassidy since they were children together. But no matter what he did, she’s never treated him like more than her best friend. He knows they can have something deeper. If only he can find the key to unlocking her fearful heart.



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He smiled at her. “Well, at least one thing has gone my way today.”

A bolt of lightning flashed nearby, startling Cassidy with its crackling thunder, but his admiring stare unnerved her far more than the sound around them. “I’ll… um… be late for class.” She backed away from him as the rain continued to pummel the footbridge. She’d only taken a step or two when his hand grasped her arm.

“Wait, please! Classes must have been cancelled because the entrance to the science building was locked. I’m on my way home. May I walk you back to the dorm?”

Cassidy nodded. “I live in Brantley Hall.”

“Ah, well, that’s two things that have gone my way today,” he said, tightening his hold on her arm. “Let’s get out of this rain.”

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SORM About the Author
Cherry Christensen has a degree in psychology from Aquinas College and lives in Michigan with her husband and three cats. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, traveling, and running 5k races with her friends. The Fearful Heart is her debut novel.

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Saving Alexander by Susan Mac Nicol

January 25, 2016 Spotlight 3

Saving AlexanderGenre: MM Romance

Punishing himself for a horrific past that is not his fault, bestselling author Alexander Montgomery seeks redemption and love—and perhaps he will find it.

Famous author though he may be, Alexander Montgomery is not someone you take home to meet Mother. Seriously flawed, damaged by a horrific past, he’s trying hard to claw his way back to normality. But how can anyone respect what he truly is? His therapy involves regular sessions at Study in Scarlet, an exclusive S&M club.

Then comes Sage. Tall, with black hair and blue eyes, an up-and-coming actor with impossible charm and boy-next-door good looks, he’s the perfect choice to play the leading man in a TV adaptation of Alex’s last best-seller. Even more, he is a man you introduce to your family. Which Alex would do—if he weren’t taken by another man who offers the punishments Alex prays will wipe away the past and make him the person he wants to be. Yet, perhaps there is another path to redemption. If only the solution would reach out and touch him.

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Sage boarded the tube on the way to Chelsea to meet Dan for a drink at lunchtime and plan Sage’s move to London. He held onto the rail, thinking about Alexander Montgomery as the tube hurtled toward Sloane Square. The novelist was certainly a very attractive man and had the bonus of batting for his side to boot. Sage had watched the re-run of the man’s last interview on the television last night in an effort to see whom he was getting involved with. Montgomery was about thirty, he guessed, with short, brush-cut black hair, pale skin and those incredible eyes in an extremely sexy package. Tall and lithe, his shoulders broad and taut from what Sage had managed to see despite the closely buttoned up shirt. He’d been very aloof and contained. Sage’s comment about googling him had certainly made the man uncomfortable. Sage wondered what he was trying to hide.

He’d been very attracted to the other man, the spicy smell of his aftershave alluring, the intense and brooding expression on his face one that Sage would love to replicate in a film scene.

Well, he wasn’t going to lose sleep over it.

He’d sworn off relationships for the short term. The only men he was interested in were the ones who serviced his needs and went home in the morning.

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SORM About the Author
Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason. She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.

Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

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