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Featured New Adult Romance: Wander and Roam by Anna Kyss #RT @AnnaKyss


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 Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

 In the last year, Abby Bentley has failed out of college and lost her high school sweetheart. Unwilling to return home, Abby signs up to volunteer on an Australian farm, where she can hide away from her family and isolate to her heart’s desire. Best of all, no one will care about her past. Abby soon discovers she’ll be sharing most of her daylight hours–as well as a very small yurt–with the farm’s other volunteer: sexy, flirtatious Sage.

The more hours they spend together, the more conflicted Abby becomes. Torn between a growing attraction to Sage and faltering loyalty to her old boyfriend, Abby escapes to her refuge of writing letters she will never send. When Abby finally reveals her past, Sage’s secret about his future threatens their bond. With Abby running from her past and Sage trying to escape his future, can they build a relationship in the here and now?

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 About the Author:
Anna Kyss lives in the beautiful, but far too rainy, Pacific Northwest. To avoid the rain, she spends hours writing young adult and new adult books. Anna’s work includes young adult urban fantasies, with a heavy dose of paranormal romance; young adult dystopias; and new adult contemporary romances.

Anna’s other love besides writing is traveling. She tries to always spend time in each location she writes about. Visit the hidden areas of London and the Costa Rican rainforest in The Underground Trilogy; a dystopian version of Hawaii in Cerulean; and imagine an Australian romance with Wander & Roam.

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Featured Romance: Cast In Stone by T Lee Garland @TLeeGarland1


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Plus-size Delaney Mason has finally escaped the nightmare bullying of her high school days to become a successful Graphic Artist and VP of Marketing to one of the largest firms in the south. When she stumbles into her boss’s office and catches him in a compromising position, she fears losing her job. Instead her boss sends her to Climax Holler, Tennessee to meet with their new clients, Stone Mountain Adventures. Delaney takes one look at the perfection that is Beau Stone and knows she is in trouble. Guys like Beau made her life a living hell in high school, but she still can’t help but want him.

Beau Stone can’t keep his eyes of the pretty red-headed Delaney Mason. When he catches her checking out his package he is determined to teach her how good things between them could be. But first he has to get her to trust him, get her off the mountain and out of danger. And get her into his bed. Beau is going to show her just how beautiful she is and how much he wants her for his own.

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Contemporary Romance Spotlight: Finding Clara by Jannie Lund @jannielund


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SBibb - FCcoverEve Quinn goes missing. Twenty-seven years later Clara Christensen is found. On her quest to find out who she is and where she comes from, Clara finds a new family and an old love. Trying to combine Clara and Eve, as well as pleasing everyone’s expectations of who she should be is difficult. The new family doesn’t help. But the old love does.

Duncan Cantwell has never been able to forget the woman who stole his heart, but he never expects her to stroll back into his life as the long lost daughter of the family who gave him a home when he was a boy.

In the most unexpected way Clara and Duncan find each other again. They are not just lovers torn apart by circumstance, however. They are in the middle of a family struggling to come to terms with reality. Love has a hard time flourishing, but Clara and Duncan have beaten the odds before.

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As she glared at him, she felt Luke looking at her. Then at Duncan. “What is it with you two?”

“What do you mean?” Clara dug out the acting skills she hadn’t used since fifth grade and a poor version of Mozart’s The Magic Flute.  

The way Luke narrowed his eyes at her made her giggle. He looked like such a brother, and it was exhilarating.

“Remember the girl from Bali a few years ago that I told you about?” Duncan interrupted, directing his question at Luke.

“The one who gave you a fake phone number? What was her name again?”

Clara gasped. He hadn’t actually told Luke, had he? The grin Duncan sent her was lethal, and she wanted to poke her tongue at him. Yes, she was so mature.

“Yep. It was Clara. Our Clara.”

“Dude! No way.” Luke looked at her, wide-eyed, and Duncan was still grinning.

“The phone number wasn’t fake!” was the only thing she could think of to say.

“No, it was just wrong.” Duncan pulled out his wallet and produced the receipt she’d hurriedly written her phone number on more than two years earlier.

She couldn’t believe he’d kept it. It was so sweet. At that moment she wanted to kiss him more than she wanted to slap him, but it didn’t last long.

He shoved it under her nose. “See? That’s clearly an eight, not a three.”

Snatching the scrap of paper, she looked at it. It wasn’t an eight. She had without a shadow of doubt written it as a three. What was just as clear to her was that it did look like an eight. She’s been in a rush to catch her flight, and Marie was right when she’d said that her handwriting lacked elegance when she wrote fast. And there was no way she was about to admit it to Duncan.

“It’s a three. I know my own phone number.”

Luke reached for the receipt. “I already looked at this—as did Danny, Rachel, Ben, Vanessa, and Linda—and we all agreed it was an eight. It’s one of the few times we’ve all agreed on something over Sunday brunch.”

Clara closed her eyes. Of course it had to be at Sunday brunch that Duncan had shared his vacation memories. Could it get any more embarrassing?

“Now that I think about it, I think Dad wanted it to be a three, but we outnumbered him,” Luke said.

And apparently it could. Mr. Quinn had seen it, too, and no doubt heard whatever version of the story Duncan had shared with them. God, she hoped he’d left out the details. All the details.

“Remind me always to listen to Papa Q in the future.” Duncan took the receipt from Luke and put it back in his wallet. The look her sent her was impossible for her to read.


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Featured Dystopian: The Toucan Trilogy by Scott Cramer @cramer_scott


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After a lethal pathogen introduced by a comet attacks the hormones of puberty, nearly all of the world’s adults die. Abby helps her brother and baby sister survive the apocalyptic nightmare, only to face the biggest threat of all: the deadly time bomb of adolescence.This bestselling dystopian series has over 500 5-star reviews.

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Scott Cramer has written feature articles for national magazines, optioned a screenplay, and worked in high-tech communications. The Toucan Trilogy –Night of the Purple Moon, Colony East, and Generation M– are his first novels. Scott and his wife have two daughters and reside outside Lowell, Massachusetts.

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Historical Romance: Madame’s Double Life by Keegan Lace @KeeganLace


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Genre: Historical Romance

Lady Victoria was born into high society and high standards in the the English country side. The dictates of Victorian society do not provide a good fit for a 17 year old free spirit. Lady Victoria is as wild as the lavender growing on the white cliffs of Dover. She is a dreamer when her life is thrown into turmoil with the arranged marriage to the much older Lord Hawthorne.

He is the Duke of Wellington, a womanizer looking for his next conquest. Lady Victoria is just the type of woman the Duke can love and leave.

Will Lady Victoria give in to the dashing Duke of Wellington and risk causing a scandal to her husband’s name? Or will the Duke of Wellington discover love for the first time.

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Chapter One:

It was late morning and Victoria was deep in slumber beneath piles of linen sheets and goose down puffs. Heavy emerald velvet covered enormous windows to shield out the early spring sunshine. The sun was a tease at this time of year. Boots were beginning to dry from the winter rains and the lawn was ready to explode with fresh sprouts. The staff at the Markham Estate was busy preparing the equipment for spring sports. The moment before the bloom, the deluge reared its head again. This Saturday was a bonus day. A peak at the summer that all of Dover would welcome.

“Good morning my Lady. There you are love. Come. It is time to reveal yourself. Tea, before we prepare for repast with the man and your brother and sisters? Your Mother is half-way to London by now. She will be with her sister at Persimmon house. She is already preparing for June social season. Your father is about and out on horse. You will want to be ready upon his return.”

Lady Victoria was in her seventeenth year. She was hopeful. Her world was getting larger as time passed and she had dreams of finding love like all girls of her age. She was sandwiched between an older brother and two younger sisters. Peter was 19, his military plans delayed due to sickness. Elaine was the baby at 15 and Mary was 16 years of age. Her mother was quick to have her children but for unknown reasons she stopped producing after Elaine. It left The Countess with time on her hands at an early age.

Countess Tompkins travelled to London in the springtime to assist her sister. Lady Sterling was preparing Persimmon House for the social season beginning in June. Peter met an appropriate girl in London the year prior and the marriage between the two was to be officially finalized. They had shared a lengthy courtship. The Honorable Jane Marley was a worthy match for Peter. She was 18 years old and guaranteed a healthy virgin. Peter would eventually inherit the entire Markham Estate and Jane was well suited to fill it with children. Victoria noticed a change come over her cherished brother with the mention of Jane. A delicate love born of mutual respect had blossomed between them. It gave Victoria hope that a similar love would fill her world someday.

“Lady Victoria. I sense the daydream in which you are lost. Time does not allow for it at this moment. Rush, you father will be waiting.”

The Earl was a brutish sort to most who only briefly made his acquaintance. Victoria knew her father was a solitary man who loved his wife and children very much. He was actually a humorous gentleman, especially among his girls who were a constant source of amusement. He was like a cat in ways. Lady Victoria’s father retained a sense of mystery and aloofness, but when treated in distinct manner by those close to him he was embraceable.

“I will be ready Esther. I want to roam the grounds in comfort today. Presentable yes, but something which allows for free movement.”

Esther pulled out a light pink cotton dress with sky blue flowers and a velvet sash. It was high in the neck. She would go uncorseted. Her coltish figure did not require such impediments when not necessitated by custom. Victoria ran wild when allowed. With the Countess away in London and Father reading in his study, she would be free to do so. Esther had been with Lady Victoria since infancy. She was her maid, but so much more. Esther was a mother figure to Victoria, as her mother was busy with the younger girls. She shared and kept all of Victoria’s privacies as she bolted through adolescence into young womanhood. Esther knew that matters between Peter and Jane were to be finalized but she was also aware that Victoria’s betrothment was keen on her mother’s mind. There was certainly something at hand. Powerless, she hoped for the best.

Victoria emerged from the washroom ready to be dressed for the day. Her alabaster skin showed a natural peach glow. Her sapphire eyes showed a good night’s rest and a lack of years. She sat at the vanity to have her gossamer hair pulled back sensibly.

“My Lady, your golden locks look as though you have just emerged from a gale. I dare not imagine your dreams as you toss and turn so much. Your night cap is always discarded next to your bed by morning.” Esther tamed her hair with a pearl handled hairbrush.

“Esther. Please, gentle. My tender scalp.” Victoria fussed until Esther laid down the paddle. She stepped into her dress and fussed a bit more. A quick glance in the head to toe mirror tilted to welcome her presence and led to a nod. “Perfect as always Esther. I love you.”

Victoria ran down the long corridor, which led to the imposing mahogany staircase. Portraits of people who Victoria had never known frowned upon her through ornate frames. She vowed never to sit for such a depiction. What could cause such ominous scowls? She thought for a moment about slithering down the black bannister. It was something she did often as a young girl, but her 5’5” delicate frame was not suited for such folly.

“Good morning father.” Victoria gently bussed her father before taking her seat at the dining table. She sunk into the ivory upholstered chair, which had become accustomed to her form. Her place was designated between her two sisters who were first to arrive. Peter sat alone across the table and father took the head. Mother’s chair remained vacant due to her travels.

“Good Morning Victoria. You are late to arrive which has become the custom. Peter is about to lead prayer. You are just in time.”

Victoria smiled at young Elaine who was rarely at a loss for words. Elaine was at times a plaything to her older siblings but even Elaine herself knew it was heartfelt affection. She enjoyed the ribbing, as it gave her relevance among the Tompkins children.

“God bless all present and Dear Mother, may she be safe in her travels. Please make the food sustaining and palatable. Amen.”

“Clever Peter. You always have a way of getting to the significant part. Your brevity is appreciated, although the words are hardly prosaic.”

“Thank you Victoria.” Peter waited until Father and his sisters were served before he devoured his oysters and bacon.

“I am happy to see you all this morning. We have no callers today. With your Mother at Persimmon House, I thought it best we not receive today. I am certain you can all busy yourselves on a sunny day. I gave notice at the stables should any of you wish to ride the grounds. I may take a jaunt myself. I would like to have tea with you Victoria, in my study at half past three”

“Yes father. I plan to stroll the hop gardens but I will plan tea. I promise to be timely. I will alert Esther of my engagements.”

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Victoria spent the day on the many acres gardens of the Markham Estate. It was her favorite spot, encircled with stonewalls covered in early spring hops. Azalea beds showed no bloom as of yet but they would burst in bright hues come summer. As Victoria walked, she dreamed of life beyond the Estate grounds. She welcomed what London would bring. The adventures ahead seemed endless. Victoria was unaware that the machinations of the Earl and Countess. As her parents they had already forged a path towards her future.

At 17 and the eldest of 3 girls it was dictated by society that a suitable mate be found for carefree Victoria. Peter was the male heir. He would inherit the title of Earl and everything that would entail including land and other assets. A man of means and title would care for Victoria. She would provide him with an ample flock of descendants. Dreams of ambling down the Champs Ellysees with a man whom she loved were to be just that – dreams. It was not an urgent reality. She remained blissful.

“Come along now Victoria. Your Father will look for you at half past. We must begin our journey back to the house. You have a time for a quick refresher before tea.”

“Always prompt Esther. We must arrange for a change of fragrance. I am tired of Lavender. It has become too youthful and common. I prefer something mature. Fetch me some samples as the week passes. More sophisticated and dare I say – alluring.”

Esther laughed, amused by the request.

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“Hello Father. I am weary from the afternoon and ravenous.” Victoria fell onto the cushioned sofa.

“My dear Victoria, I need not ask you to make yourself comfortable.”

“If you expect formality you u have chosen the wrong Tompkins to join you to tea.” Victoria filled her mouth with smoked salmon on toast. It was rare to have tea alone with her Father in his study. It was a dark and comfortable room. To be invited to his inner sanctum was an honor. Books lined the shelves, which reached the ceiling. She imagined he had read them all, as he was not one for show in his private space.

“Victoria, we anticipate your mother’s arrival home by next week end. Any longer and I worry she will never find her way back to Dover. She gets lost in the excitement of London as the season approaches.”

“I shall welcome her of course. She will need time to recover before we should receive visitors. The staff will be alerted. Everything will be in place for her return to Markham. Is there anything specific I should arrange upon her return?” Victoria shifted as she expected to receive instructions.

“We will receive a caller the day following the Countesses return. He is a gentleman. He is Lord Hawthorne from the upper region of Kent. He has joined us for a hunt in years past here at the estate. He travels with his brother, Lord Damian. He is a widow and a pal from years ago. Victoria, he is a dear friend similar in years to me and a man of superior manners.”

“Yes father. I shall make plans for his arrival. Are overnight accommodations required?”

“Juliet and Samuel are preparing quarters for them. I will expect you to be dressed in your finest attire for receiving a guest of his high honor. Preparations have already begun for Lord Hawthorne’s arrival.”

Victoria became confused by the grandeur behind Lord Hawthorne’s visit. She awaited her Father’s explanation.

“My dear daughter, you are to be married to Lord Hawthorne.”

“Oh.” Ann was speechless and astonished by her father’s announcement. She was not planning to be promised to another before laying eyes upon him. Her dreams only hours past were unattainable musings. A man her father’s age was a sour joke. “No father.” Her face grew wet in reaction to the horrible news.

“Your mother and I have considered the matter carefully. It is to be Victoria. Lord Hawthorne can provide you with substantial wealth and a proper place in society. You are betrothed to Lord James Hawthorne. Go to your quarters and rest up before dinner. Allow time for the shock of the announcement to settle in.”

“I ask to be excused from dinner father. The day has proved too much.”

“Good day Victoria. I will see you when the sun rises on a new day. You know what is expected.”

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Victoria returned to her room and collapsed on a chaise. She was devastated with a hyperventilating fit. Drops fell from her eyes. Esther came to console the sweet girl she helped bring into the world. She cradled Victoria’s head in her fleshy arms.

“Esther, I must tell you what my parents have done. They….” Victoria was cut off.

“I knew this was coming me dear. I was powerless.”

“Oh, Esther. You knew and you held it a secret? You are like me mum. How could you keep secrets? The whole world is against me.”

“I let you dream. I could not devastate you with the impeding arrangement.”

“I will not be happy. I will wish for the day I die.”

 


About Keegan Lace:

Keegan Lace was born and raised in North Carolina, currently residing in the Charlotte area. She has always loved books, especially romance novels and wished that everyone would find love, romance and happiness.

When she is not writing, reading, or being a wonderful mother to her children; she can be found enjoying some of her favorite hobbies: yard sales, house hunting and traveling.

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