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~ Roll the Dice by Mimi Barbour 

How can she love the guy who shoots her rather than the criminal?

This powerful romantic suspense about two detectives with differing agendas, yet after the same rapist, will grab your attention and keep you riveted. Their continuing conflicts will keep you entranced and their humor will make you laugh. Kai, the bald-headed, blue-eyed, purse-carrying cowboy tries to wrestle control from his new partner, gorgeous yet grumpy Aurora. Right till the shocking end she fights him… and then things really deteriorate.

~ Two Hearts Surrendered by Tamara Ferguson
A Readers’ Favorite Military Fiction Award Winner, as well as an IAN Book of the Year Finalist and New Apple Romance Selection for Excellence in Publishing.

After years of fighting their feelings, Luke Bryant and Kelly Callahan share an enchanting night of passion at her sister’s magical wedding. So when Luke returns home from Iraq as a disheartened wounded warrior, Kelly refuses to give up on him. It's not about his looks or his tragic past—it's all about the connection they've shared since they were kids. Fate has always meant for them to be together—she’s sure of it. But will that past night of enchantment be strong enough magic for a military hero to finally surrender his heart to the woman he loves?

~ Slow Dancing by Suzanne Jenkins

After a wrong turn in Mobile, Margaret Fisher and her toddler, Ellen are lost. Then, their car breaks down in a small town in front of the garage owned by eligible bachelor, Frank McPherson. 
Twelve years later, the peaceful life fifteen-year old Ellen has with her stepfather is threatened when after midnight, a stranger appears at the edge of the woods. 
Jealousy, intrigue, and murder strive to tear them apart in this tale of unrequited love.

~ Luke, the Unexpected by Dani Haviland

Brought together by their love of vintage motorcycles, Luke and Holly have more than just an out of tune Indian Chief to deal with. The spurned Tanya wants revenge, and will stop at nothing to hurt Luke and all those he cares about.

~ Missing: The Lady Said No by Jacquie Biggar

The Race is on to find a Killer in the heart of Kentucky horse country

Detective Augustus Grant is faced with his most baffling case to date. Well-respected race horse breeder, John Jorgenson, is murdered in his den days before the Kentucky Derby and the list of suspects is growing.
Complicating matters, Gus' ex-girlfriend is the last person to have seen the victim alive.
Rebecca Hayes owes the Jorgenson family her loyalty. They gave her a new life after a disastrous affair leaves her alone and pregnant.
With all the evidence pointing in Becky's direction, will Gus do his duty?
Or follow his heart?

~ Turning Up the Heat by Susan Jean Ricci

Malibu O’Hare and Mark Bouchard are headed towards matrimony, until an old adversary sabotages their plans with a devious scheme. 
Targeted next are Mark’s Uncle Clayton and Malibu’s best friend Priscilla. An unfortunate accident forces Clayton and Priscilla to postpone their upcoming wedding, and a criminal investigation is underway.
Contributing to the chaos is the arrival of Malibu’s estranged mother Ronnie O’Hare and her singing partner Javier, a man who’s no stranger to Mark and his beloved mama. 
Will the sinister plots continue to succeed, or will love, commitment, and justice prevail?

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Excerpt from TURNING UP THE HEAT

“When my mama made me join the church choir, all those years ago in Nola, I began imagining what destiny had planned for me. Even after that bastard DeGeorges and his ilk beat me to pulp and put me in the hospital, I never lost faith. I knew someday I’d be contributing to the world the best I could, and paying it forward to help others, stuff like that. Moving to New York was the second best thing that’s ever happened to me, and has enlightened me how to render help for those I love.”
His soft French accent held me captive as he shared his thoughts, and I was ever his avid listener. Although he’d shared much of his past before, I never grew tired of hearing his lilting voice.
“What’s the first best thing that’s ever happened to you?” I queried softly, hoping what his answer would be.
Mark kissed my nose and smiled, displaying two perfect dimples I’ve kissed many times. “You are, my love. I wanted to find your mother, for you, because no one has a happy, complete life without the benefit of family.”
My anger with him dissipated as if it never existed. His tender words and how he’d gone to such lengths to find my mother made my heart soar.
“I want us to have a sweet life, my pipsqueak,” he added. “The PI also informed me he knows where my father is, too, so I told him to contact him for me. Still waiting to hear back, but I’m kind of excited. What do you think?”
Snuggling deeper into his warm embrace, I sighed. “Sounds like there’s going to be a lot of meets and greets with strangers in the future.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Where did you find my mother? And how did she react when you spoke with her?”
“One thing at a time. Seems to me she felt she had some legitimate reasons for taking off, but it’s up to her to share them with you. In fact, she insisted.”
Trying to wrap my head around the fact I was soon to reunite with the woman who’d abandoned me, it came as no surprise my resentment for her treachery still burned. “Oh? I can’t think of one damn, justifiable reason for a woman to leave her husband and child.”
“You’ll just have to hear her out and draw your own conclusions, Malibu,” he replied.
“You’re not going to tell me why, then?”
“No.”
I knew Mark well enough to realize once he made up his mind, it was useless to pursue a topic. Heaving a disappointed sigh, I asked, “So where’s she been all this time?”
“We found her living in Jamaica. And, do you want to know the weirder part?”
My brows arched up to my hairline. “Is there a weirder part?”
Mark nodded. “Yeah. Not certain how you’re gonna feel about this, cause I don’t, but according to the PI, your mama is acquainted with my father.”
“You gotta be kidding me,” I snorted. “And to think you said last Thanksgiving was one for the record books. Just how are they acquainted?”
“Not sure yet, but he’s looking into it.”
I rubbed my head to reactivate this numb brain of mine. Whew. Then I recalled the novel I’d been editing for Priscilla. That this stuff happens in real life was a true eye opener.
Two bellies chose that moment to growl with hunger. Although Mark’s revelations had my emotions in flux, they didn’t dim my appetite. 
“Think you still might reconsider making those Zeppoles?” I suggested. “Maybe I’ll let you off easy and settle for some scrambled eggs, to match my jumbled thoughts.” 
“In a minute. Mind moving off my lap for a sec?” he replied, as if he hadn’t just sent my world into an emotional maelstrom.
I uncurled my body from his and groaned. “I was so comfy. Good thing it’s Monday, because you’d never get to work on time” I looked at my watch. “Damn, I’m gonna to be so late to the office. Priscilla’s gonna shoot me.”
“No, she’s not,” Mark replied. “I called her yesterday, and told her you’d be needing the day off.”
“You called my boss on a Sunday?”
“She didn’t care. Said to tell you enjoy the day.”
“Well, that’s cool,” I shared, pleased to spend another day with my love. “Anyway, I’d never be able to focus on my job, not with this crazy information on my plate.” 
“Ha. You don’t know the half of it. Why don’t you have a seat in the living room, and I’ll be with you in a minute?”
“What about breakfast?”
“Breakfast can wait. Told you earlier I had two surprises, remember?”
Nodding, I settled myself on the couch and muttered, “If this next surprise is anything like the first, I might not survive.”
When Mark joined me minutes later, his engaging smile dismissed my apprehension. That he rocked back and forth on his heals and had both hands tucked behind his back would have made me laugh, had I been in a mood for jokes.
“Which hand do you pick?” he asked.
“The one that makes the Zeppoles,” I replied with a yawn that couldn’t be helped.
“Come on, give over. Which hand, Pipsqueak?”
I pointed to the one with the tattoo Poncho pecked on earlier, and to my surprise, Mark bent down on one knee. Taking my left hand in his, he flipped open a silver box with his thumb, the logo of a famous jewelry store etched on the top. 
My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. Resting in a bed of white velvet was an enormous emerald ring. The oval stone was surrounded with a diamond halo, and more diamonds decorated the prongs and the band – it looked like a ring out of a fairy tale, and was the most beautiful piece of jewelry I’d ever seen. 
“Malibu, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife? I promise to cherish you for the rest of our lives, and to cook all our meals. I’d love to have children with you someday. I know you’ll be a fantastic mother, considering the way you care for that damn bird.”
“Oh, my God, Mark, you want to get married?”
He blew an exasperated sigh. “What the heck have I been saying? Please, say you’ll marry me, Cherie`.”
If ever a woman’s heart beat into an abnormal rhythm due to a marriage proposal, it was mine. 
I slid off the couch and knelt before him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I whispered, “I’d be thrilled to marry you. Only…”
Mark’s concerned expression startled me. “Shoot, Malibu, you don’t like the ring,” he said. “I chose the emerald because it matches the color of your eyes, but if you’d prefer a traditional diamond, I can…”  
“Oh, no! Don’t even think about it, darling. I love this ring and will treasure it always. I was only going to say it might be untimely to steal Pris and Uncle’s thunder, by announcing our engagement so close to their wedding.”
The relief on his face was profound. “Already told Priscilla my plans to ask you to marry me yesterday, when I called about your having the day off. She’s delighted for us, by the way.”
“Really?”
Mark chuckled. “Yep. She even asked what the hell took me so long. So, ya gonna accept this emerald engagement ring, or not?”
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