May 4, 2015

Interview with Danielle Younge-Ullman, author of Lola Carlyle's 12-Step Romance

Young-Adult Romance

      Release Date
    May 5, 2015


Lola Carlyle is lonely, out of sorts, and in for a boring summer. So when her best friend Sydney calls to rave about the fun she’s having at a luxurious Malibu rehab (it’s basically a spa!) and reveals that the love of Lola’s life, Wade Miller, is being admitted, Lola knows what she has to do. Never mind that her worst addiction is decaf cappuccino; Lola is going to rehab.

Lola fakes her way into Sunrise Rehab, only to discover she’s actually expected to be an addict. And get treatment. And she has insane roommates, and an irritatingly attractive intake advisor, Adam, who’s determined to thwart her at every turn. Worst of all is the strictly enforced NO ROMANCE rule.

Oh, and Sydney? Is gone.

Turns out Sunrise is more jail-like than spa-like, and it’s going to take more than Lola bargained for just to get through the program.


1. If you could in short introduce your new novel, LOLA CARLYLE'S 12 STEP ROMANCE -- what is is about and how did you come up with the concept?

LOLA CARLYLE'S 12 STEP ROMANCE is about a teenage girl who fakes her way into a luxurious Malibu rehab center. She has some noble and some no-so-noble reasons for doing this. She wants to “rescue” this boy she’s been in love with forever, and ideally finally get the chance to be with him. She’s also under the impression that the place is more of a spa—not serious rehab. But she gets there and nothing is what she thought it was going to be, and of course she’s in way over her head in every respect. 

2. FALLING UNDER was a truly emotional and gripping book. I'm still thinking about it. What were readers' reactions to it?

I’ve had so many wonderful emails, reviews, and positive responses to FALLING UNDER. Most people found it intense, but I think ultimately a hopeful, very human story. It does seem to stay with people. Some readers really hooked into to the emotion, still others to the journeys through Mara’s art and/or sex life, and some have found it very funny. And of course everyone has an opinion about the ending! I still receive emails from readers begging me to clarify the somewhat ambiguous ending, and when I meet with book clubs I often have them take a vote on what they believed about it. 


The biggest difference is that LOLA CARLYLE’S 12 STEP ROMANCE is a YA novel—ie it’s written for teens. The tone of this book is also very different from FALLING UNDER; I would say it has equal intensity as the story progresses, but the tone is lighter and funnier. Also the protagonists are very different. Mara from FALLING UNDER is anxious and full of self-doubt and also very self-aware. She’ll take action, but she’s always second-guessing, sometimes doing things in spite of herself, and it messes her up. Lola, on the other hand, works hard to ignore her deepest self. She is bold and confident and always taking action, usually without thinking about it too much beforehand. Lola thinks of herself as unstoppable, and this leads to all kinds of trouble, both good and bad. For her the challenge is to go inward, and to really stop and think about the consequences of her actions before she takes them. In fact, I would say that there is much that’s similar at the core of these two characters, but the way they see and behave in the world is completely opposite. 

4. You have worked as a screenwriter in the theatre, if I'm correct? How is writing screenplays different from writing novels?

I have written three stage plays. Theater is where I started out, so it made sense that the first writing I attempted was for the stage. Plays are fun and challenging because all you have is dialogue, and you have to pack everything into that. You have to be very clear, very efficient, and you have to make sure it flows naturally. Writing dialogue happens to be one of my favorite parts of writing, probably because I spent many years as an actor, which helps you develop an ear. The dialogue transfers well to novel writing, but with a novel you have to fill in a lot more. A play, on paper, is not actually the final product, whereas a novel is. You have to weave in/spell out so much more in a novel about emotion, about setting, about physicality and actions. 

5. Who are your favorite authors and biggest literary inspirations?

Ohh, juicy question. I read really widely—YA, adult, fantasy, literary, dystopian, contemporary… In YA I love A.S. King and Rainbow Rowell, and so many more. I just read and loved Book of Ivy by Amy Engel, Glory by Maureen McGowan, The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson. As a kid I was a freak for Judy Bloom books (even the ones I wasn’t supposed to be reading, ahem) and books like Go Ask Alice, and everything by Ursula LeGuin. I madly love the Harry Potter books, and just read The Magicians trilogy by Lev Grosman, which was amazing. Authors I go back to over and over are Jane Austen, the Brontes, Robertson Davies, John Irving, Miriam Toews. I also adored the Deborah Harkness trilogy, and The Passage by Justin Cronin. Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham… I’m going to forget one of my favorites and be kicking myself!

6. And - I have no more questions. Thank you once again, for agreeing to answer my questions and I wish you lots of luck with your future work. We’ll be eagerly waiting for your new book! 

Thanks to you, also! 


Danielle Younge-Ullman is a novelist, playwright and freelance writer. She studied English and Theater at McGill University, then returned to her hometown of Toronto to work as professional actor for ten years. Danielle’s short story, Reconciliation, was published in MODERN MORSELS—a McGraw-Hill Anthology for young adults, her one-act play, 7 Acts of Intercourse, debuted at Toronto's SummerWorks Festival, and her adult novel, FALLING UNDER, was published by Penguin. Danielle lives in Toronto with her husband and two daughters. For more information visit or her author page on Facebook.


May 2, 2015


Howdy, ma’am. I’m Rand Sinclair the middle brother in the Bachelors of Battle Creek series – Twice a Texas Bride.

What is your dream vacation?

I would love to whisk Callie away to the fanciest hotel I can find and threaten to shoot anyone who comes near the door. After wining and dining her, we’d hibernate in our room. I’d carry her to the soft bed and slowly undress her piece by piece. Then I’d leave a trail of kisses over every inch of her luscious body. We’d make slow, passionate love until we got so tired we couldn’t. The next morning we do it again then I’d take her shopping and buy only the most expensive things. I wish I could afford to treat her the way a lady like her deserves. She needs diamonds and pearls, not working her fingers to the bone on a run-down ranch. 

What is your greatest strength?

I don’t know how to quit. I’m just too damn stubborn sometimes. That’s something the outlaw Nate Fleming didn’t realize. He didn’t know how hard it would be to go through me to get to Callie. I’d crawl through hell on my hands and knees for her. Fleming just never got that and it cost him.

What is your biggest fear?

I’m terrified that I’ll wake up one morning and Callie will be gone. Everyone except my brothers always leave. My parents started my issue with trust after they disappeared and I was taken to an orphanage at five years old. After that, each time I let down my guard and allowed a woman into my heart, she always left. When Callie came along, I couldn’t trust her for the longest. Even now I live in fear that she’ll grow tired of the constant work of trying to keep the ranch going. God, I pray she never does.

Twice a Texas Bride
By Linda Broday

Series: Bachelors of Battle Creek, Book 2
Publication Date: May 5, 2015 by Sourcebooks Casablanca
Genre: Historical Western Romance
ISBN: 9781492602842
$7.99 Mass Market Paperback

About the Book:

“Linda Broday’s books always take me back to a west that feels true. Her love stories run deep with emotion. A delightful read.” — Jodi Thomas, New York Times bestselling author of Promise Me Texas

Callie leaned into him, borrowing his strength. “I’m so tired of being scared, Rand.”

“Running away won’t change that. Trust me with your secrets. There’s no reason to hold back any longer.”

She knew he was right. It was time to come clean.

“Start with your name,” he said.

Left with emotional scars from his time in an orphanage, Rand Sinclair has vowed never to marry. But when he discovers Callie Quinn and a small orphan boy hiding on his ranch, he can’t help but open his home to the desperate runaways.

Callie has been betrayed by every man she’s ever known. While she’s grateful for Rand’s incredible kindness, she knows it’s only a matter of time before he shows his true colors. But she needs this safe haven—maybe the outlaw on her trail won’t find them here. Yet as Rand slowly uncovers her secret fears, they each come to realize that the only way to keep her safe is for Rand to risk everything to offer her the protection of his name…and his heart.

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About the Author

Linda Broday now resides in the panhandle of Texas on the Llano Estacado. At a young age, she discovered a love for storytelling, history, and anything pertaining to the Old West. Cowboys fascinate her. There’s something about Stetsons, boots, and tall rugged cowboys that get her fired up! A New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Linda has won many awards, including the prestigious National Readers’ Choice Award and the Texas Gold Award. She blogs regularly at

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Praise for Linda Broday

“Broday understands the West and its lure. Without stinting on the gritty reality of a rough Texas life, she brings strong characters and deep emotions into a very realistic western romance that pulls no punches.”—RT Book Reviews, 4 stars, on Redemption

“Linda Broday is a wonderfully talented author, who has a knack for bringing the west to life.”—Roundtable Reviews

“Broday’s style of storytelling is captivating; readers become emotionally involved in her stories, and are not disappointed with the outcomes.”—The Best Reviews

“A compelling tale... sure to touch western romance fans seeking a sentimental love story.”—RT Book Reviews, 3 stars, on The Cowboy Who Came Calling


Toby barreled out the kitchen door, trailed by Biscuit. “What’cha doin’?”

“Hi, pardner.” Brett ruffled Toby’s dark hair. “I brought you something.”

“What is it?”

“Your very own tepee.”

“To keep?” Toby’s eyes widened and his big grin spread.

“Maybe. We’ll see how it goes. If you mind your elders, you can keep it. If not, I’ll have to take it back.”

“I’m the best boy in the whole world.”

Brett’s grunt seemed to say that time would tell as he arranged twelve long poles on the ground and began tying the tops of three together with a length of rawhide. “Where do you want to put this, Rand?”

“Let’s move it over by the woodpile, where it’s out of the way.” He was going to be the only white man with an Indian tepee on his ranch. How had this sorry state of affairs come to pass? But he wouldn’t say no. It meant too much to Brett and to Toby.

Callie came from the house looking fit to be tied. “Hello, Brett. I hope this isn’t what it looks like.”

“Miss Callie, I wanted something special for Toby to play in, that’s all. If you draw the line at him sleeping out here, that’s all right. It’s up to you to decide when and how often you want the boy to use it.” Brett gave her a smile. “I’d never undermine you.”

“This could be very magical to a child,” Rand said gently.

“Please, ma’am?” Toby begged. “I wanna be an Indian.”

Biscuit gave a loud whine and spun around in a circle as though she too was adding her two cents’ worth.

“Please?” Toby persisted.

When she lifted her eyes to Rand, he gave her a lopsided grin and a wink. Getting tangled up in her warm whiskey gaze could be quite pleasurable, he found.

“Oh, all right.” Callie threw up her hands. “But I won’t have you sleeping out here, young man. You’ll play in it only when I give you permission. And you’ll have chores to do each day before you can play. Understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“It’s too dangerous out here at night anyway, with that mountain lion hanging around,” Rand said. “I’ll keep an eye on him during the day. I don’t want you to worry.”

Toby hugged Callie, then threw his arms around Brett’s waist. “Thank you. I’m glad we came here.”

Brett returned Toby’s hug, then knelt to rub Biscuit’s head. “Now tell me where you got such a fine-looking animal.”

Rand stood watching the pint-sized squirt relay what little facts he knew. He already loved this little kid. Whatever had happened to them, it made him happy that he could help bring a light to the boy’s eyes. He remembered how dull they’d been when he’d first found them in the run-down bunkhouse last week. His mind turned back time to the days following his, Cooper’s, and Brett’s escape from the orphan train. To avoid detection, they’d slept during the day and traveled by the light of the moon, eating food whenever they found some or managed to kill a rabbit or squirrel. Cooper was always the one to watch over them and fight when things called for it. He’d once tried to kill Tolbert Early in a bathhouse for attacking Brett.

Toby had that same protective instinct. Rand only prayed he could help the boy stay a boy a while longer. Once you became a man, you could never go back.

“Where are you, brother?” Brett asked.

“Just thinking that you’d best explain what we need to do.”

With Biscuit supervising and pretty much getting in the way, they all pitched in erecting the tepee, which was made from buffalo hide.

Working side by side with Callie proved the best part. Each time their hands touched, a current ran up Rand’s arm. He couldn’t imagine what might happen if the touching involved a bed and the scent of night around them. He’d probably just explode faster than a load of nitroglycerin. Likely find pieces of him three states over.

The haunted look had begun to fade from her eyes a little, and she wasn’t as tense and anxious as when they first arrived.

Maybe, just maybe, the fear would be gone soon.

And then he intended to kiss the daylights out of her.

Of course he’d go slow. He closed his eyes and watched it play out in his head.

He’d start by kissing each eyelid, then move to her shell-like ears and trail kisses down her long slender throat.

Tiny nibbles at the corners of her mouth.

Trace the seam with his tongue.

Breathe her fragrance.

Whisper tender words.

Only then would he press his lips fully against hers and take all that she wanted to give.

And then…


It took a minute to sink in that someone was trying to get his attention. “What?”

“Where did you go?” Brett asked. “I need you to help me get these sewn buffalo hides around this tripod and cone I’ve made. Of course, if you’d rather take a nap—”

“Just show me what to do,” Rand snapped.

As they worked, Rand’s gaze kept straying to Callie’s soft, round curves. The woman was going to be the death of him yet.

Even so, he was realizing he’d die a happy man if he could only get a taste of her lips.

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Apr 30, 2015

Release Day Blitz: SINCERELY, CARTER by Whitney G.

Title: Sincerely, Carter

Author: Whitney G.

Publication Date: April 30, 2015

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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☆☆ Synopsis ☆☆

Just friends.

We’re just friends.

No, really. She’s just my best friend...

Arizona Turner has been my best friend since fourth grade, even when we “hated” each other. We’ve been there for one another through first kisses, first “times,” and we’ve been each other’s constant when good relationships turned bad. (We even went to colleges that were minutes away from each other…)

Throughout the years, and despite what anyone says, we’ve never crossed the line.

Never thought about it.

Never wanted to.

Until one night changed everything.

At least, it should’ve...

Just friends.

We’re just friends.

I’m only saying this until I figure out if she’s still “just” my best friend…

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Apr 29, 2015

Pre-Release ARC REVIEW : Sacrati by Kate Sherwood

Fantasy/ MM Romance

Expected publication: May 2nd 2015 by Riptide Publishing

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As an elite Sacrati fighter in the mighty Torian military, Theos is blessed with a city full of women who want to bear his children, and a barracks full of men proud to fight at his side and share his bed. He has everything he needs—until he captures Finnvid on a raid.

Finnvid is on a secret mission to prevent the Torian invasion of his homeland Elkat. Being enslaved by Torian soldiers wasn’t in his plans. Neither is his horrified fascination with the casual promiscuity of the Sacrati warriors. Men should not lie with other men—and he should not be so intrigued when they do. He definitely should not be most intrigued by the leader of the soldiers who captured him and plan to invade his home.

For Theos, everything would have been easier if the infuriating, lying, bewildering Elkati had never come into his life, but he can’t stay away. When betrayal and treachery threaten both their nations, they must work together to stop a war that could destroy their homes forever—even as they begin to question everything they’re fighting for.

RATING: 3 stars

*** REVIEW ***

First of all, I have to agree with others about the cover which is not exactly inviting, even though I see its connection to the story now that I've finished the book and I'm definitely glad it's different from those usual "six pack" covers (which started to get on my nerves recently.) But, the cover aside, there are two main reasons why I requested this book:

- I've recently read Mark Of Cain By K. Sherwood and loved the story and her writing style, so there was no question whether I'll read this one.

- The synopsis reminded me a little on Captive Prince by S. U. Pacat and Scorpion By Aleksandr Voinov which are one of my favorite mm books from this genre, so I kept my fingers crossed for this book to be another winner.

Unfortunately, I wasn't exactly impressed with the story after reading the first 100 pages. Why is that? Well, the main reason is the building of the fantasy world which was poor in my opinion. I wasn't feeling the story and to be honest- up until that point this was a 2 stars read for me, but then *something* major happens and since that twist the story turned from disappointing to unputdownable.

The book is written from two points of views- Theos' and Finnvid's who are its main characters. At first glance these two characters couldn't be more different from each other. They were raised in totally opposite worlds- Theos being the fierce, rough and fearless Sacrati warrior of the Torian society and Finnvid being the pampered prince of the Elkati society who can count the number of times he held a sword in his hands. After the initial indifference for their story they started to slowly win my affection. Their enemies-to-lovers type of relationship was lighter on drama and rich on sweet and emotional moments which I really liked.

The portrayal of the characters and their interactions were the strong points of this book for me, the fantasy not so much. I wanted to find out more about the politics and culture of both societies, especially about the Elkati, because the author seemed more focused on Torians. I found the information we got about the structure of their society to some degree interesting and to some degree silly. To get some better picture about the plot, here's what the author said:

"I wanted to explore the idea of homosexuality as a behaviour rather than an identity, but I also wanted to look at how that concept might affect female relationships as well.

So that was where I started. And then as I wrote, as usual, everything became about the individual characters. Theos and Finnvid, both so stubborn, both so flawed... both so much fun to write."

The story was action-packed and suspenseful with some steam in-between. I would have preferred if the author had paid the same amount of attention to the building of the fantasy world as she did when it comes to the characters and the romance. I found the building of the fantasy world not interesting enough and lacking, especially when I compare it to my favorite mm fantasy books listed above. That's why 3 stars.



Apr 28, 2015

SPOTLIGHT TOUR & GIVEAWAY: Fighting for Her Dragon (Dragon Guards #7) By Julia Mills

Fighting For Her Dragon

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(Dragon Guards #7)

By Julia Mills


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WLK synopsis
There Are No Coincidences….

Given a fairy tale life by the clan of dragon shifters that rescued her as a little girl, Emma Sinclair long ago accepted she might never solve the mystery of her heritage. Of course, that was before she could feel the traitor’s pain, before she knew he was slipping away. And before the unthinkable happened… he called to her in the language of his kin.

The Universe Does Not Make Mistakes…

Captured by his brothers. Imprisoned in a cave. Bound in silver chains. Andrew knew his days were numbered. He accepted his fate. Knew he was getting what he deserved. Hallucinations of his long dead parents were his only solace in the debris of a wasted life. Then the scent of salt, sun and fresh air entered his prison. The fragrance stirred visions of expressive brown eyes, a smile that rivaled the sun and a voice that was a balm to his tattered soul. He clung to the memory of her. She became his lifeline…his only hope of survival…

Fate Will Not Be Denied…

One doomed dragon shifter. One very special woman. One destiny no one could have predicted. Will they save dragon kin or destroy it?  

WLK excerpt

 “Emma! Emma! Open this damn door!” Devon bellowed. 

This was the third time in two days he’d pounded on her door however on this occasion he seemed really upset, almost desperate. She tried to get up, had tried every time. Wanted to answer the door or at least call out to him. Needed to tell him she had the flu or whatever it was and would talk to him when she felt better. The problem was no matter how hard she tried, not even a finger would move. Her throat was so dry from crying and lack of drink she could only whisper. She couldn’t remember how long it had been since she’d actually left her bed.

All of this had started forty-eight hours earlier with the voice of the traitor sounding in her head and reached its first climax when she’d collapsed on her living room floor. He’d spoken directly into her mind, had been doing so since the moment he touched the land of their lair. As shocking as hearing him like he was a part of her was the fact that he called her his mate had been the trigger for her passing out. On the heels of his mind-boggling revelation, the traitor had begged her to come to him. Then he had reached for her. Not like you reach across the table but through some invisible link she felt in the very depths of her soul and would’ve sworn had never been there before. 

Pain accompanied his pleas. A crippling aching that permeated every cell of her being. It has finally become too much for her to bear. Emma landed face first in front of the couch, barely missing the corner of the coffee table with her head. 

Wave after wave of pain racked her body for hours. When the sun began to shine through the slats of her blinds hanging on the picture window the pain had receded. It had been almost twenty minutes since the last barrage of agony. The longest it had stayed at a dull throb since she’d hit the floor. Working up her courage, Emma rose to her knees. 

Cold sweat peppered her upper lip, wet her spine and ran down her arms. Taking a long deep breath in an attempt to end her panting and hopefully not hyperventilate, she steadied herself and began crawling towards her bedroom. Halfway to her destination, the pain returned with a vengeance. Her muscles knotted, feeling as if they were pulling away from her bones. Cramps like nothing she’d ever experienced set her insides on fire, a blaze that tore through her abdomen and chest forcing the air from her lungs. Spots danced before her eyes before she once again found herself laying on the cold, hard tile.

With no windows in the hallway, Emma could only guess how long she’d been there when she was finally able to pry open her eyelids. Struggling to her knees for the second time, she was determined to make it to her feet and used the wall as a crutch. Finally standing, she put one foot in front of the other, her shaky legs threatened to buckle out from under her as, she finally made it to her bed. Moaning, she fell face forward onto the sage green comforter praying to the Heavens that she never had to move again.

Over the next few hours she floated in and out of consciousness never quite sure if what she heard and saw was real. Andrew’s voice the only constant as she battled whatever force was attacking her body, mind and soul. He would plead with her to come to him, speaking beautiful words in the ancient language of the dragon kin, telling her that she was the only one that could end his torment. Then he would demand, his tone sharp, his words direct, as if he would accept nothing but her complete surrender to his will. In between, he would whisper her name over and over all the while pushing his need into her. 

His eyes peered into her soul. She had no idea how but his mismatched stare followed her from consciousness to restless sleep and back again, ever present, keeping watch over her. When one especially horrific wave of torment came upon her, their gazes locked. The agony she saw reflected in those hauntingly imperfect eyes confirmed her worst fears, it was not her pain but his attacking her. 

Why are you doing this to me?” She whispered, barely able to make out her own words.

Horror overrode the ache in his eyes and seemed to push the agony from his tone. He spoke with command and a clarity that baffled her considering his pain. “I’m not doing anything, a thaisce. It’s our connection…our bond. If you come to me, I hope to free you from my influence.”

 “But…” Her attempt to answer through mindspeak, as he had spoken to her, was cut short by Devon’s first round of knocking at her door.

The next two days was an endless loop of pain, visions and nonsensical conversations with the traitor in her head only interrupted by the few precious moments when she was overtaken by exhaustion. Andrew’s pleas became more insistent, the power he was pushing through more forceful as she continued to explain she was trying to come to him but physically unable. 

You must! It’s the only way I can save you.” Was the last she heard of him. Their bond had gone silent. She had called to him but to no avail, he had simply stopped communicating.

But I still hurt…

WLK Author Bio

Julia Mills - author_picMom of two rockin' girls, Reader of everything, Author of The Dragon Guards series and many more surprises to come! 

I am a sarcastic,sometimes foul-mouthed, not afraid to drink a beer, always southern woman with 2 of the most amazing teenage daughters, a menagerie of animals and a voracious appetite for reading who recently decided to write the storied running through her brain. I read my first book, Dr Suess' Cat in The Hat by myself at 4 and was hooked. I believe a good book along with shoes, makeup and purses will never let a girl down and that all heroes of all the books I have ever read or will ever write pale in comparison to my daddy! I am a sucker for a happy ending and love some hot sweaty sex with a healthy dose of romance. I am still working on my story but believe it will contain all of the above with as much SPICE as I can work into it. CHEERS!

Previous Books in the Series


Her Dragon to Slay (Dragon Guards #1)

Her Dragon's Fire (Dragon Guards #2)

Haunted by Her Dragon (Dragon Guards #3)

For the Love of her Dragon (Dragon Guards #4)

Saved By Her Dragon (Dragon Guard #5)

Only For Her Dragon (Dragon Guard # 6)

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ: “Twisted” (Lost, #2) By Cynthia Eden

(Lost Series, #2)
by Cynthia Eden


In the second seductive LOST novel from New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden, an obsessed Last Option Search Team agent goes looking for trouble—and finds her in the Big Easy.

Dean Bannon comes to New Orleans for one reason only: to track down a missing sixteen-year-old girl. That's before he meets the drop-dead gorgeous con artist who makes him want to lose his legendary control.

With her past, Emma Castille doesn't claim to be psychic. She just notices things other people don't. Like the fear in a runaway's eyes—or the pain in an ex-FBI agent's heart. Her chemistry with Dean is blistering, but Emma follows her passion . . . not someone else's orders.

Then a madman breaks into Emma's home and leaves a twisted message: You're next. Now Dean refuses to let her out of his sight until he pries every last secret from her full, sexy lips. And suddenly Emma's aching to give him everything he wants. 

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“You’re not psychic.”
Were they back to that?
She put her hands in her lap. Emma didn’t believe in making nervous gestures. She didn’t believe in giving away anything at all with her body language.
“What you are …” Ah, now he did smile. Her father would have called it a shit-eating grin. The more PC term was probably a Cheshire cat smile. Whatever the name, that smile annoyed her. “What you are, Ms. Castille … is a criminal. A fraud.”
Maybe she should grab her chest and dramatically gasp. She didn’t. “Wonderful for you,” Emma said. “You pulled up a background report one me.” She let her eyes widen a bit. “It’s amazing just what one can find if a person knows how to use a search engine.”
A furrow appeared between his eyes.
“How about I say what … you are?” Emma asked him. “A washed-up FBI agent who snapped on the job. You held your control tight every single day, but the bad guys—they just didn’t stop, did they? You hunted them, you stopped them, and more appeared. While you were fighting the system, they kept coming, and the bodies kept piling up on your watch.”
He shot right back to his feet. The folding chair slammed down behind him.
“You and your father bilked desperate people,” he accused. “You told them you were psychic, that you could help find their missing children. And you—”
“We found them.” Two girls who’d vanished. They’d found them. “We just didn’t get to them in time.” And she would not go back to that place.
She motioned toward Manuel. He knew the signal meant he could take over her booth. There was no way, no way, that she was going to stay there with that prick while he slammed the most painful moments from her past in Emma’s face.
Manuel, pale, tattooed, with piercings in his lips and eyebrows, quickly claimed her spot.
Emma jumped to her feet. Muttered her thanks, and fled right past the guy she was starting to think of as Agent Jackass.
She pushed through the crowd. Wasn’t there always a crowd in Jackson Square? And that was why she loved the place. It was so easy to vanish in a crowd. To be anyone.
The crowd closed around her.
To be no one at all.
She hurried around the back of the cathedral. She knew the streets so well. Her home was close by. Emma would get inside and forget Agent Jackass.
I’m being followed.
Emma stilled at the intersection. A horse-drawn carriage rolled by her. Voices called out.
And he touched her.
Emma didn’t flinch. Didn’t scream. She looked down at the hand on her shoulder. “When a woman runs away from you, that means you need to stay the hell away from her.”
His hold tightened on her. “You and I aren’t done.”
She looked up at his face. Had she really thought the man was handsome? Annoying, that was all Dean Bannon was.
“I need to find that girl, and you’re the only lead I have so far.”

“Then you’re not a very good investigator.”

About the Author

USA Today Best-selling author Cynthia Eden has written over twenty-five novels and novellas. She was named as a 2013 RITA® finalist for her paranormal romance, ANGEL IN CHAINS, and, in 2011, Cynthia Eden was a RITA finalist for her romantic suspense, DEADLY FEAR.
Cynthia is a southern girl who loves horror movies, chocolate, and happy endings.  She has always wanted to write (don’t most authors say that?), and particularly enjoys creating stories about monsters–vampires, werewolves, and even the real-life monsters that populate her romantic suspense stories.

Cynthia’s foreign sales for her books include translations to Japan, Germany, Thailand, Greece, and Brazil.
(Back in the day…) Cynthia graduated summa cum laude from the University of South Alabama where she studied Sociology (because people interest her) and Communication (because she likes to write about said people).Cynthia has worked as a college admissions counselor, a teacher, and as an editor. But now, Cynthia is thrilled to be spending her days making up stories.


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