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 No one sets out in life to hit rock bottom.

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by Liza O’Connor


Genre: Wacky Romantic Suspense

When Anna Baker is fired from her New York job, she accepts her aunt and uncle’s offer to come live with them in the little town of Wabbaseka, Arkansas. She discovers a house in dire need of repairs and her relatives in need of proper care. Under the misconception that being unemployed means she has no money, the local sheriff gets involved in her life, trying to determine how she can afford the building materials to fix up the house. Her cousin, Dewayne, appears and wants her evicted, and the FBI thinks she’s involved in a money-laundering scheme. While Anna doesn’t find the peace and quiet she seeks, she may find love…

Jeremy laughed. “You don’t want to send me home yet, I’ve got gossip to tell you.”

Anna rolled her eyes. “Gossip in a small town, who would ever think.”

“Last Friday when I was doing some work at the church, Sam Johnson asked me to step into his office. He tells me he’s heard of my commendable charity in doing all the work on this house for nothing. Then he hands me a check for two thousand dollars. Says the parishioners pulled the money together to help cover my costs.”

Anna leaned back and covered her face with her hands. “Oh shit,” she muttered.

“Of course, I tried to refuse the check, but Sam wouldn’t hear of it. The parishioners wanted me to have it for my selfless act of charity.” He eyed her for a moment, then continued. “I hope you see I had no choice—”

Anna glared at him. “You didn’t tell him the truth. He’s the worst gossip in town.”

“No. I knew the truth was an unacceptable option, so keep that in mind when I tell you what I did tell him.”

“What?” This didn’t sound good at all.

“I told him, in good conscience I couldn’t take the check, because it was not out of charity but out of lust for your body that I worked so long and hard on the Larringtons’ house.”

“You told him what?”

“I told him I lusted after your body.”

“Which explains the sermon this Sunday! Couldn’t you think of anything else?” She slapped him across the arm.

“I’m sorry. It was a spur of the moment lie. Besides, it was at least marginally believable.”


“Well, you’re not my type. However, I have to admit, in this dress….”

“I can’t believe you told him that.”

Jeremy shrugged. “I thought it was pretty clever. I’ve seen the way Johnson looks at you. He knew exactly what I was talking about.”

Anna scrunched her face up in disgust. “Sam Johnson has the hots for me?”

“Yep,” Jeremy smiled.

“I’m going to be sick.”

“Don’t worry I told him that you and I were an item. You’re too tainted now for his taste.”

Anna pondered this. “I’m trying to decide whether I should kill you or kiss you.”

“Do I get a vote?”


“Because if I did get a vote—”

“You don’t.”

“I’d point out kissing me has multiple benefits over killing me.”

“Name two.”

“One, it would be more fun.”

“Not necessarily.”

Jeremy laughed. “Well, it would definitely be more fun for me.”

“You don’t count.”

“I object to your limited perspective. However, another good reason is kissing me would support my claim we are dating. Whereas killing me, well, that’s not very supportive.”

“Try this for supportive. Get off the counter and set the table.”

He stopped at the door and looked back at her. “You know you want me…” he teased.


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Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.




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Beyond Time, Book 1

by Holly Barbo

Genre: Paranormal Short Story

Original Release Date: April 2016

Cover Designer: Darkmantle Designs

Publisher: Paper Gold Publishing


A paranormal short story set in Scotland, with cultural heritage at its heart.

Summer in Scotland, and Mari is working on an archaeological dig of a Viking burial ship during Beltane, a time of the year when the veil shrouding the spirit world thins.

What could possibly go wrong?

A Beltane Gift is a contemporary story with historical elements and a wee bit of the paranormal. It won first prize in the PGP Short Story Competition in August 2015. It is also available as part of the anthology Tendrils.

A Beltane Gift, Beyond Time: Book 1, is a story that begs for more. You can follow Mari as she searches for answers in A Bell for Valor. And watch for additional adventures in the Beyond Time series of Quick Reads.

A Quick Read book is a short story available as a single small book. In both ebook and paper format, it is a perfect small gift or for escaping to another place and reality when you only have a tiny block of spare time.


A wisp of a sound snatched her attention and she looked up, startled. The red fox stood just inside the circle of light cast from her fire. The source of the sound came from what it held in its jaws.

Standing, she moved toward the fox, anticipating it would run away. The fox allowed her two steps toward it, then slowly lowered its head and deposited a small animal on the ground before drifting back a few paces into the shadows.

It was a kitten of approximately two months of age, with long hair, bushy tail, ginger-colored thick fur around the head and large paws, but the rest was in shades of black and gray tiger stripes. It studied Mari with eerily intelligent heather-blue eyes. She approached the little animal and held out the back of her hand to be sniffed. In a quiet voice, she spoke to the fox. “Why do you have a kitten and why bring it here?”

A strange, almost atonal, voice came from the archeological dig. “Tha kitten is here ’cause I asked Ruadh ta bring it.”

She whirled, seeking the source of the voice.

It came again. “T’was ah good name an tha fox appreciates it.” Emerging from the shadows was the unsubstantial form of a Viking.

With wide eyes she watched… speechless.

“My greeting ta ye, Mari. Ye’re ah descendant…” The spirit chuckled, “Many times an hundreds o’ years removed, yet ye bear ah resemblance ta my beautiful Leda.”




Holly’s world is shaped by her love of family (which includes an adorable rescue kitty who has stolen her heart), the beauty of nature and an irrepressible curiosity that frequently has her turning over rocks and questioning what she finds. This sometimes sends the reader down a rabbit hole into an alternate view of the world than what they expected. Holly’s mind can be an interesting place.Her motto: Weaving Alternative Worlds with Threads From Today.

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by Nancy Thorne


Genre: YA Paranormal Romance with Mystery & Time Travel elements

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing

Abby Parker planned out her whole life: complete her final year of high school, go to college, get a job, move away from her insane family, stay best friends with Jessica.

But, that was before she broke into the nearby tourist attraction and unwittingly answered a call from a centuries-old spirit who dragged her into the 19th century.

Now she must solve a Victorian mystery without getting herself killed, or worse, spend a lifetime trapped in the past, leaving behind everyone she loves and altering their lives forever.

When she meets gorgeous Benjamin, the future looks a lot like wreckage.

I waited for him to make the next move, to tell me how inappropriate, how forward that was of me. As I struggled to think of how best to offer an explanation, he turned to me. Gently but deliberately, he moved his hand up my arm, stopping at the nape of my neck beneath the ribbon of the bonnet.

The moment he leaned in, I closed my eyes. His lips, soft and full, touched mine with the modest pressure of an indecisive act. A warm energy coursed through my body, but the strangest thing was that everything felt unbelievably familiar, like it had all been rehearsed before that moment. I held onto this profound feeling, not wanting it to leave, until Ben removed his lips from mine.

Even with the whistled melodies from a pair of cardinals outside the church’s entrance, the following silence felt awkward. It persisted, and I assumed Ben was already regretting kissing me.

“Miss Abigail−”

I brought up a hand and covered his mouth. “It’s okay.”

We walked down the hill without saying another word. A lot of activity was happening on Main Street: coaches lined the front of the Royal Hotel as travelers zipped in and out of the main entrance; horse carts delivered goods in dashes of haste; store merchants hurried beyond their open doors; street sellers sold goods out of baskets; helpers swept the boardwalk; ladies could be seen purchasing last minute necessities behind the windows of each shop.

Ben accompanied me up the stairs of Town Hall’s entrance and stopped on the landing before we reached the front door. I peered through the window. Martha arranged long-stemmed flowers in a vase on a table at the side of the ballroom. A young man placed a candelabra on a table and then another on top of a piano. Ben had already started back to the street when I turned. He waved. I waved back. Still a chance he’ll change his mind.

The gloves were easier to remove now that one was missing its button. I placed them, and the button, on the ledge of the window and took off the ring.

Jess was still sitting on my bed when the haze cleared, but her tapping fingers had moved from her chin, which now rested on her knuckles. It was obvious it had taken longer for me to return this time. It made sense to me right then that the ring held within it a finite amount of energy with which to transport me to the past and back home, like a battery depleting its energy with each use. And, I had no idea how to recharge it

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Nancy Thorne is an award-winning author of fiction inspired by the romance, courage and struggles of youth.

Born and raised in a suburb of Toronto, she fostered a passion for creating stories in grade school but hid it much too well. Five years ago she stepped away from the pediatric health care field to pursue her lifelong dream of telling them.

When she’s not writing books or reading, she’s dreaming.

Nancy lives outside of Toronto with her husband, two sons and an incredibly energetic fox-red labrador.

She loves to hear from her readers, even just to say hi.


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Bully Series; Book 4
Morgan Campbell
Genre: Contemporary Romance, LGBT
Release Date: March 14, 2018

During the day, I’m Anthony Brock Cunningham, sex shop owner. By night, I’m Cupid’s enemy.

I have a knack for finding my friends their soulmates. I’m responsible for their happy ever after’s. Their ‘I do’s’ and ‘Til death do us part’s.’

Everything was fine and dandy until the day he walks into my shop requesting my services. He’s not my typical match but anything for the name of love, right?

Except I couldn’t be more wrong. The more he tries to find his one and only, the more I start falling for the Star Wars quoting, thick, black glasses wearing, super nerdy computer boy.

The only way to get Oliver Stark to notice me is to go from matchmaker to matchbreaker.

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Finding Harmony
Harmony Duet; Book 1
Publish Date: February 23, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Cowboy Romance


Cover Design by: MadHat Books
Photography: JW Photography
Models: Kristen Lazarus-Woods (Brayden & Brooklyn)


Everyone deserves to be safe in the arms of love



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One day, life was perfect. Then, there was a knock at the door.

One minute I was a mother and wife, the next, I was a widow. Broken doesn’t happen over time, it happens in the blink of an eye.  

Depression owned me. Heartache consumed me. Reality finally stepped in and made me wake up. I had people depending on me – the only two people left in this world that loved me.


I would start over for my children.




Ranching isn’t for everyone.

At one time, it wasn’t for me either. I’d wanted more from life, but I ended up strung out and unhappy. When family needed me, I returned home.

Being back home gave me a new lease on life, but I had no idea what that meant until I saw her for the first time. I needed her in my life. Hopefully, I’d be able to help this woman become whole.

Because without her, whole would become a memory.


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This is a spirited and truly touching story of love, loss and second chances. We all face struggles in life at one time or another. You either overcome and prosper, or let them take you down. ~ KA Graham, Goodreads Reviewer


What an amazing and truly moving story. This story is at times heartwarming and at other heartbreaking. The author has done an amazing job of giving you a story that touches on just about every emotion one can experience. I’m truly touched by this story. I will warn you that chocolate and tissues is a must when you read this one. I recommend this book to anyone who love a good story about survival, love, and second chances. ~ Mindy Seal, Goodreads Reviewer



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I’m a Carolina Girl by right and a Texan by birth… so I have a Texas-sized temper. Living and working in both states I’ve learned a lot about hard work, adapting to your surroundings and making the best of the path that you have been led down. My grandma Dollie once told me I would know what I was meant to do when it happened. She was right, as always.
    As with most book lovers, I am an avid reader. Reading has always been a hobby – a passion, really. Reading helps to expand the perimeters of one’s mind. That is what got me to start writing as a kid. If I had paper…or a wall… I was writing. Words are a part of us all. Why not use them, right?
During the day I work as a ‘desk jockey’ and help the residents of my county navigate themselves around our little, but not too little country town. By night I am either blogging, doing PA work for some of my favorite authors or I am fighting with the voices in my head. (They can be stubborn at times.) It’s a way to cope and make the troubles of the day disappear, if only for a few hours. It’s a blessing and I am cherishing every moment. For that which is my creation, may become someone else’s treasure.
Tomorrow is never guaranteed so I want to make sure I live the day as fully as possible.


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