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Detective Paul Daniels has spent four and a half years mourning the loss of his wife. He’s been doing his best to raise their daughter, Chloe, with the help of his in-laws. When they inform him right before Thanksgiving that they’re going to be moving over two hours away, Paul finds himself without anyone to watch Chloe—especially when he’s called out to a crime scene in the middle of the night. Little does he know that meeting his baby brother’s girlfriend and her sister, Megan, will change everything.
Megan Carson has taken a few wrong turns in her life, but she’s doing her best to get back on track. When she meets Chloe, the little
girl swiftly worms her way into Megan’s heart. The opportunity to help Paul out and watch his daughter appears to be a blessing in disguise. She quickly volunteers to be Chloe’s live-in nanny.
Everything is working well until the three of them head back to Ohio for Chris and Elizabeth’s wedding. Paul has a little too much to drink during the reception, and he and Megan end up sharing a heated kiss. When he wakes up the next day, he has a pounding headache but remembers nothing.
Megan, however, isn’t willing to forget. Over the past few months since she’s been playing nanny, her feelings for Paul have changed. He is everything she never knew she wanted, and now that she knows there might be something there, she’s going after what she wants—Paul.
"I really loved the build up in this story and couldn't read fast enough to find out what happens next. Will Paul let go of his guilt from the past and give a relationship with Megan a chance? Or is Paul bad for Megan and lose her because of another mistake he makes? Read this book if you want a good romance, with a side of suspense, enjoyable characters and some smokin HOT scenes." ~Diane Williams, Goodreads
Sherri spent most of her childhood detesting English class. It was one of her least favorite subjects because she never seemed to fit into the standard mold. She wasn't good at spelling, or following grammar rules, and outlines made her head spin. For that reason, Sherri never imagined becoming an author. At the age of thirty, all of that changed. After getting frustrated with the direction a television show was taking two of its characters, Sherri decided to try her hand at writing an alternate ending, and give the characters their happily ever after. By the time the story finished, it was one of the top ten read stories on the site, and her readers were encouraging her to write more. Seven years later, Sherri is the author of seven full-length novels, and one short story. Writing has become a creative outlet for Sherri that allows her to explore a wide range of emotions, while having fun taking her characters through all the twists and turns she can create. She is most well known for her Finding Anna Series about a young woman rescued from being a sex slave by a wealthy Dominant. Sherri’s eighth novel, Crossing The Line, is scheduled to release September 4, 2014.
Bogie McGruder, a private investigator and Florida real estate investor, learns that his cop brother is gunned down on the streets of Boston. When Bogie and his teenage daughter return to Boston for the funeral. he finds his family reeling out of control, fueled by alcohol and mired in scandals.
While home for his brother's services, Bogie is contacted by his old flame, a young Boston attorney named Bailey Hampfield, who is seeking protection from a dangerous and unknown stalker. Bailey also has yet to tell Bogie that he is the father of her three year old daughter.
What begins as a short condolence trip to Boston for Bogie, soon turns into a deepening investigation into a twisted tale of murder, deceit and family lies.
Witty and dark, The Girl In White Pajamas is an entertaining read, filled with gritty characters and broken morals.
looked up, took in a quick breath and gasped before she said, “God dammit,
Bud! What do you want from me!?” She yelled over the wind not expecting an
answer to her question. Bailey shouted,
“Stop stalking me!”
“I want you to give me a chance. Don’t want you to do anything...” Bud stopped speaking. His heart raced, and his eyes opened wide as
he heard a familiar metallic click behind him.
As the trigger was engaged, he dived toward her, knocking Bailey to the
ground. The bullet entered the back of
his head and exited the front, taking brain and bone fragments with it. Bailey lay motionless where she had fallen
with Bud’s body slumped on top of hers.
“That’s the beauty of the ‘Bogie Man’. He decides when your time is up, and you’re
For almost twenty-five years, I did investigative work for small law firms conducting business in rough housing projects and crack house neighborhoods. I met with clients in every jail in the area even the now defunct Charles Street Jail and Deer Island House of Corrections. On good days, I got to take the .25 caliber handgun out of my pocket and the 9mm out of my purse and go to court. Then the real show began! Several years ago, while sitting in a courtroom with a client, I watched as a police officer was lambasted by an attorney. The attorney was defending a young woman who crashed her car into two other vehicles before she passed out drunk behind the wheel. The occupants of the other cars were seriously hurt and the cop, a former EMT, tried to assist the injured while waiting for ambulances to arrive. The attorney questioned the cop's every move, shredded his testimony and made him seem inept. Embarrassed, the cop returned to his seat beside me and muttered, "Everybody lies. The judges lie, the lawyers lie, the witnesses lie.." I wanted to tell him not to worry that in about five years he'd be just as good a liar as they were. The seeds for The Girl in White Pajamas were planted in that courtroom.
What would I like to tell people. I lived in the areas I write about and have
witnessed and/or survived most of the things I write about.
Latest news.. The second
book in the series, The Girl in Black Pajamas is coming out in the fall.
First bitten by writing bug?
I’ve always written in one form or another. Easily bored, I drew pictures or wrote
letters to imaginary friends when I was a student.
When did you consider yourself a writer? I believe I’ve always considered myself a
writer. That is my way of expressing
myself and helped me make a living.
Although my primary job was investigations, I also assisted attorneys in
writing settlement briefs from the raw data.
That was fiction writing at its finest.
What inspired you to write your first book? A few years ago, while sitting in a courtroom
with a client, I watched as a police officer was lambasted by an attorney. The attorney was defending a woman who
crashed her car into two other vehicles before she passed out drunk at the
wheel. The other drivers were seriously
hurt and the cop, a former EMT, tried to assist the injured while waiting for
ambulances to arrive. The attorney
questioned the cop’s every move, shredded his testimony and made him seem inept.
Embarrassed, the cop returned to his seat beside me and
muttered, “Everybody lies. The judges
lie, the lawyers lie, the witnesses lie...”
I wanted to tell him not to worry that in about five years he’d be just as
good a liar as they were.
That day I realized that many of those who are entrusted with
upholding and enforcing the law have the least regard for it. The seeds for the “The Girl in White Pajamas”
were planted in that courtroom.
Specific writing style: I
write like I speak, profanity, vulgarity and all. That’s me.
The title grew from the story.
It started as a love story wrapped up in a murder mystery, but the
child’s role became pivotal and she became the object of the story.
What do you want readers to get out of your novels? I want them to be entertained. When I read a book, I want to be entertained
and feel that I’ve had a positive experience.
I have no secret message or platform other than the belief that people
are what they are – take them or leave them but don’t try to change them.
Is the book mostly fantasy?
NO! Sadly most of the things I
write about have happened.
Music: Bogie’s old school
and macho. He like Frank Sinatra, Dean
Martin, Michael Buble. Bailey’s father
was a country/western singer to she likes country music, being a Francophile
she also listens to French music.
The experiences in my writing are definitely fact based.
What books influenced your life the most? Gone with the Wind, Angela’s Ashes and,
strangely, Forever Amber, which I read when I was ten years old.
Authors with the most influence:
John Sandford, Joseph Wambaugh, Susan Isaacs
What book are you reading now?
Just started Concealed in Death, the J.D. Robb (Nora Roberts) futuristic
detective stories. I think I’ve read all
Have any authors interested you by their writing style…
Frank McCort. He told a
tragic story in Angela’s Ashes with hope and humor. He even threw in some verses and songs.
What are your current projects?
Working on the edits on the second book while going through the first
draft of the third novel.
Do you see writing as a career?
I do now. I believe that all my
previous jobs were done to get life experiences. At times, when I was in a dangerous
situation, I’d think to myself, “This is going to make one hell of a story!”
Change anything in your latest book. No, I don’t think so.
Current work: In the
second book one of Bogie’s employees in his Boston security firm is shot in the
back and a hacker is trying to break through his computer network. Meanwhile, in Florida, deputy sheriffs are
making porn movies and selling them on the internet.
Three favorite authors:
John Sandford, Michael Connelly and Joseph Wambaugh.
The covers: The cover for
the first book was designed by Erica Baert – she’s a graphic artist. I told her what I wanted and provided her
with snapshots of my granddaughter at three years old. Yes, my granddaughter was the model for
I don’t find writing a book hard. I have a vague outline in my head when I
begin and then start writing. I’m amazed
how a story turns out when it’s finally over.
Because I’m a newbie in the publishing world, I don’t have the pressure
of contracts and deadlines. The book is
ready when I’m comfortable with it.
What did I learn from writing the book? I learned more after I wrote the book and
that is that there’s no silver bullet or fast track to the top. There’s a lot of steady, hard work and
marketing to get noticed. And that’s a
job in itself.
Advice to other writers?
Unless you love what you do and feel compelled and driven, stop! Writing is not a group activity. It’s a solitary business that allows you sit
and wonder why the hell you chose this path.
Which comes first – For me it’s the characters and then how they
react to different situations?
Advice: Unless you’re a
celebrity, don’t sit around and wait for an agent or publisher to notice
you. If you think your work is good,
self-publish. You’ll learn the business
by the seat of your pants the others before you have.
He was the perfect gentleman, and my parents adored him. In time, I learned to adore him too. I married him. He was my forever.
Until the day he hit me.
Five years went by with the speed of a ticking clock, counting down my life one painful second at a time.
Until Danny. Danny saw me. Danny was my hero.
Danny was the one I was supposed to be with. But now I’m broken, shattered into pieces too jagged to fit back together.Isn’t that what fate is? Puzzles fit together by an unseen hand to form a life worth living.So when fate makes a mistake, who fixes it?
Brandace Morrow is a full time mom of four, and currently stationed overseas with her sexy soldier. Her recent obsessions are Maroon 5, Luke Bryan, The Pretty Reckless, rum and coke, and reading, in no particular order. Despite being terribly awkward with social media, she's everywhere. Frequently subjecting the public to pictures of her minion's messes, and everything that is momdom in the Morrow house.
Monsters generally know their place: vampires get to be sexy while zombies just decompose. But Maggie La Croix’s Zombified conjures up an entirely different kind of undead raised by good old-fashioned Voodoo. These gorgeous walking corpses don’t eat brain, they don’t stagger, and their bodies are spared the indignities of putrefaction.
Take Henri Jolicoeur. More than one hundred years after his death he is still a bewitching Adonis. But zombification does have its downsides. Henri has a master, a powerful Voodoo priest whose spells keep Henri, his teenage zombie sister, and five other poor souls in perpetual servitude.
That is, until a hurricane devastates their New Orleans home and the zombies are evacuated to the Texas border town of El Paso. The curse is broken. They are free and intend to stay that way. But how can they pass for human when they don’t eat or sleep and they’re reeling from black magic withdrawal? If that isn’t enough, they have a traitor in their midst, their master is hot on their trail, and a mysterious stranger in black is watching.
Enter Josie Cortez, a cowboy boots-wearing reporter at the local newspaper who desperately needs a good story to save her moribund career and get her editor off her back. One look at Henri and his weird little family and she knows she’s struck journalism gold. But strange things keep happening around Henri, things that remind Josie of her own tragic family history with black magic, a history that cost her her beloved mother and led Josie straight to the bottom of a bottle. Josie would rather forget all about that. Forgetting Henri, however, is easier said than done, even if falling for a man without a heartbeat could get her more than a broken heart. It could get her zombified.
When she first embarked in fiction writing, Maggie thought, Piece of cake. After all, she’d been a newspaper reporter for ten years; writing was her daily bread. But Zombified, her first novel about a band of sexy zombies, was anything but easy. The story wasn’t conveniently laid out for her at a press conference; it had to be coaxed out of her own imagination. Plot points resisted solving, descriptions meandered, and characters misbehaved. But just when things seemed bleakest, it happened. Maggie fell in love with it all: the zombies, the love story, and even the rituals of writing.
Maggie likes her leading women flawed and her science fiction sexy. She went to school for journalism and political science. She lives in the United States.
Mention zombies and the first thing you tend to think of is one of the creatures on The Walking Dead, not smokin’ hot gigolos. In her debut novel, Zombified, set in the devastation post-Hurricane Katrina, Maggie LaCroix has managed to create a world of attractive Creole revenants, forced to do the bidding of an evil voodoo master.
When down-on-her-luck journalist Josie Cortez is assigned to cover the arrival of the Katrina refugees in her Texas town, she gets more than just a front-page story. Her attraction to the gorgeous man with the strange eyes, Henri Jolicoeur, leads her into the kind of danger she could never have imagined.
Zombified is unique, fast-paced, and quite humorous in places. Just one look at that cover tells you this is not your usual zombie story. ~Andrea from Books, Baking and Other Objects of Beauty
They had been at the back of the last bus and were as bewildered
as their traveling companions. More, maybe. There were seven of them, clearly
together, and yet they did not look like they were related. They came in a
spectrum of skin colors. There was one pale, blond girl and a tall, stunning,
dark woman, graceful as a willow. There was an elderly black man, his skin
almost blue, and a tanned, blond Adonis. Their clothes were mismatched and
ill-fitted. And dirty. But their faces were glowing, their hands steady, their
The more intriguing part, though, was that they all had the same
unusual eyes—gray, the color of smoke.
The last one out was something else altogether. He was a young
man, perhaps a couple of years younger than Josie. Maybe all of twenty years of
age, she guessed. He would have attracted stares in any situation. He was
gorgeous. Tall, ripped, and blessed with skin the color of caramel and the
striking eyes they all shared. They stood out all right. They were beautiful,
even in rags. And he, the last one, stood out even among them. Josie realized
she was holding her breath.
She couldn’t keep her eyes
off the stranger. While the other evacuees had looked through her, if they
looked at all, this one fixed his eyes, his deep gray eyes, on her. She held
his stare, waiting for a clue to his intentions—a smile, a nod,
even a frown. But he just looked straight at her, his eyes boring holes in her,
reaching inside and lighting a fuse line of heat down to her belly. It seemed
to last an eternity, that stare.
Jeff finally has his life back on track after deferring his dreams so he could be there for his family when they were stuck with a health crisis. As a lifeguard and a law student, he is solely focused on graduating at the top of his class and passing the bar exam so that he can help his mom and little sister.
In a blink of an eye, all of that changes when a beautiful redhead rescues a little boy right under Jeff’s nose while he’s lifeguarding and challenges everything he thought he wanted from the world.
Kiera, a former swimmer turned social worker is distraction he never expected to encounter. She is smart, outgoing, witty, and vivacious and he is drawn to her more than he could have ever imagined.
Unfortunately however, both Jeff and Kiera come with strings attached. . .
I became a writer so that I could write stories where love matters and differences don't.
I have been lucky enough to live my own version of a romance novel. I married the guy who kissed me at summer camp. He told me on the night we met that he was going to marry me and be the father of my children. Eventually I stopped giggling when he said it, and we just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary. We have two children. The oldest, is in medical school, and the youngest is still in elementary school.
Presently, I'm a stay at home mom and I am pro bono legal counsel for a domestic violence shelter. However, I have also worked as a Civil Rights Attorney and diversity advocate. I spent several years working for various social service agencies before becoming an attorney.
In my spare time, I love to cook, decorate cakes and, of course, obsessively compulsively read.