Author Interview Patricia Leavy: The Location Shoot

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Author Interview Patricia Leavy

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

Romance has become my favorite genre. I absolutely love writing love stories. My novels are about love in all forms and how it leads to self-discovery. There’s something really uplifting and hopeful writing about love and I find that when I’m immersed in a story-world, the love and affection lives inside of me too. The Location Shoot was a lockdown project. Like most people, I was bored at home, binge-watching movies, double-fisting potato chips, and filled with existential doom. I wanted to escape to someplace joyful, romantic, and creative. I love a feel-good celebrity romance and anything that’s about creativity, so I decided to write a love story that takes place on a film set. Due to the pandemic, I was thinking about the big questions of life, and so I decided to write a novel about a group making a film about the meaning of life and living together in seclusion. Given the topic of the film, my heroine became a philosopher joining the group for the summer.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I’m the last. My two sisters are significantly older than I am so in a lot of ways I grew up more like an only child. When you’re on your own, you turn to your imagination. It’s served me well since as a novelist I basically spend my life hanging out with imaginary friends.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

I love to write in cafés. The energy fuels me. I live in a little seaside vacation town and there’s a beautiful Parisian-style café down the street. I’m a regular. I usually sit at a corner table, overlooking their outdoor area surrounded by greenery. I write there for hours. The treats are delicious too, especially the macarons.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I always feel heartbroken when a character dies. It only happens when it’s important so that the other characters may learn something about life, and our mortality. The fact is that life is short and temporary. We all reach the same inevitable conclusion. Yet there’s so much possibility for beauty too if we don’t stand in our own way and squander it.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

I’m a fan of many authors, and because I know some of them personally, it’s impossible to pick a favorite. Years ago, when I met Carolyn Ellis, a long-time inspiration, I didn’t ask her any questions. I thanked her, and I may have shed an embarrassing number of tears too.

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

I panic every time I sign a book contract. I’ve published over 40 books, and yet, each time I sign up for another one, I literally freak out about whether I’ll be able to write it.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

iPod, notebook, pen.

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?


9. Favorite snack?

If we’re talking unhealthy, potato chips. If we’re trying to be more nutritious, wild Maine blueberries. They have a really short season but they’re amazing.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

The speed limit. My sense of direction is so bad that my husband jokes I can’t find my way down the driveway.

The Location Shoot

by Patricia Leavy


GENRE: Romance


BLURB: Controversial filmmaker Jean Mercier is shooting a film on location in Sweden. While spending the summer creating his latest work of cinematic art, he lives in a nearby inn with his lead actors: Albie Hughes, British veteran of stage and screen; Charlotte Reed, British indie film queen; Michael Hennesey, American TV heartthrob; Willow Barnes, fallen former teen star looking to make a comeback; and Finn Forrester, legendary Hollywood movie star. Mercier invites his friend Ella Sinclair—a beautiful, bohemian-spirited American philosopher known for her provocative writing—to stay with them for the summer. When Ella arrives, Finn is instantly enchanted by her, and soon they fall madly in love. Finn wants to plan a life together, but Ella harbors fears and convinces him to wait until the film wraps to decide their future. In a case of life imitating art, the film they are creating explores “the big questions” and prompts the stars to reflect on the crossroads they face in their own lives. How will their experiences on location affect them when they return home? The answers won’t come until months later, when the cast and crew reconvene on the red carpet at the Cannes Film Festival—but their revelation will make for one unforgettable night.



Soon they were soaking in the tub, surrounded by the soft glow of candlelight. Ella leaned against Finn and sighed contentedly as he wrapped his strong arms around her.

“I thought about you all day today,” he said.

“You did?”

“I couldn’t get the image of you with those kids out of my head. You were such a natural with them.”

“I’m crazy for tiny humans, always have been. I love their curiosity, big imaginations, big emotions. When a toddler is overjoyed, it’s infectious. They can’t contain it and it just oozes out of them. They feel everything so fully, so honestly, with their whole selves.”

“Do you want to have children of your own?”


He squeezed her waist and said, “Have you ever thought about it?”

“Have you?” she asked, turning to face him.

“Ella, I would love to have a family with you someday, when we’re ready. Do you want to have a family with me?”

“Well, yes, but…”

“But what, baby?”

“I would want to have children with you, but I wouldn’t want to have them without you.”

“What do you mean?”

“The way I grew up, it just made me not want to do it on my own.”

“You wouldn’t be. We’d be together. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Finn, there’s more than one way to be alone. You spend your life flying around the world to shoot movies and attend film festivals. Where would that leave me? Alone.”

“Sweetheart, if we choose to have a family someday, some things would obviously change. I’ve been thinking about this since we met, but I didn’t want to bring it up and scare you away by asking too much too soon. But after I saw you today, I thought we could at least talk about it. It’s just a conversation.”

“You’ve been thinking about it all this time?”

“Yes,” he said, gently running his fingers down her arm.

“What have you been thinking about?”

“Well, we could take some time to be alone together, to travel. If we had a child, you would both travel with me to film sets. I can get the studio to rent us a house. We’d hire a nanny and any other kind of help we want so you could write, I could work, and we could all be together. When our oldest is school-aged, I would only take jobs in LA, except maybe in the summers when we could all still travel as a family. We could show them the world. Being a husband and father would be my priority. You wouldn’t go to so much as a single doctor’s appointment alone unless you wanted to. If I had to give up acting and be a stay-at-home dad, that’s fine too.”

“Wow. You’ve really thought about this.”

“Well, yeah. I can’t help it. Our future spilled out before me when you told me you love me. But it’s just a fantasy. Sweetheart, there’s no pressure. Until today, I didn’t even know if children were a possibility. If we live our lives together, just the two of us, I’d be perfectly happy.” He planted a soft kiss in her hair.

“Just a fantasy?” she asked.

“Yeah, for now. Do you ever fantasize about our future?”

She nodded.

“Tell me.”

“Well, I always imagined that I’d keep working, but less than I do now. I’d want to spend time with my babies.”

“Babies?” he asked. “How many?”

“Three. Two girls and then a boy. I don’t care about gender, it’s just what I imagine.”

He rubbed her shoulder. “Tell me more.”

“They’d all look like you,” she said.

“Oh, see, in my mind each one of them looks just like you.”

She smiled and he kissed the tip of her nose.

“Keep going,” he said.

“Well, I like your idea of traveling together. I imagined that…”

“What, baby?”

“It’s silly.”

“Tell me anyway.”

“Well, it’s just a fantasy, but I can picture us buying a little house in the French countryside for summers and holidays. You know, one of those old stone houses with wooden beams on the ceilings and a wood-burning stove, with plenty of room outside for the kids to roll around in the grass and a space for me to write.” She crinkled her nose and shook her head. “I told you, it’s silly.”

“Not to me. I think it sounds perfect,” he said, kissing her. “So, two girls and a boy, huh? I should warn you, I’ve always liked traditional names, like Emily and Sarah. I’m guessing you gravitate toward more free-spirited names like Lula Belle or Blue Moon. I’m prepared to fight you on this.” He playfully put up his dukes, but she grabbed one of his hands and kissed it.

She laughed. “Actually, I was thinking if we had a girl, maybe we’d call her Betty. It’s completely traditional, but modern too. I don’t know. It’s just a thought.”

“Betty, huh? I love it. And you know what else? I love you.” He stopped to stroke the side of her face. “I love you so much, Ella. There’s no fantasy we can’t make a reality if we choose to. Come on, sweetheart. Let’s dry off and slip into bed. I want to show you exactly how I feel about you.”


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Patricia Leavy, PhD, is an award-winning, best-selling author. She was formerly Associate Professor of Sociology, Chairperson of Sociology & Criminology, and Founding Director of Gender Studies at Stonehill College. She has published more than forty books; her work has been translated into many languages, and she has received more than forty book honors. Her last novel, Hollyland, was featured on She Reads in “The Most Anticipated Romances of Spring 2023” and was the 2023 Firebird Book Awards 1st Place Winner in Pop Culture Fiction and 1st Place Winner in Summer/Beach Read. Patricia has also received career awards from the New England Sociological Association, the American Creativity Association, the American Educational Research Association, the International Congress of Qualitative Inquiry, and the National Art Education Association. In 2018, she was honored by the National Women’s Hall of Fame and SUNY-New Paltz established the “Patricia Leavy Award for Art and Social Justice.” Patricia lives in Maine. In addition to writing, she enjoys art, reading, and travel. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Author Interview Bernadette Marie: Secret Admirer Pact

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Author Interview Bernadette Marie

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

I am a lover of contemporary romance / rom coms, so it is just natural to me to write them. This is my 57th book, so it is totally my style. I wrote this book specifically as a fun Valentine’s Day piece. A friends to lovers trope, which is one of my faves.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I’m a firstborn, and I do a lot of observing as a protector, which I think comes with being the firstborn.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

I don’t have a favorite place, per say. I am very lucky to be able to write anywhere…and I mean anywhere. I’m not disturbed by people or noise. I have my laptop and I will travel and write always.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I don’t often kill my darlings. Now, some of my side darlings fall ill, but I don’t do anything graphic ever.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

Right now my favorite author is Emily Henry. I think my only question would be, “Hey, would you like to get some coffee and go shopping?” This is how you make friends.

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

I grew up in a produce warehouse. I have been able to drive forklifts and move pallets since I was 7 years old.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company.

What three items are in your survival pack? My laptop, solar battery pack, water purifying water bottle.

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be? I’ve always wanted to be invisible.

9. Favorite snack?

My favorite snack is Mini York Peppermint Patties. One is just enough to fill that chocolate need, and you can’t eat too many of them at a time.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

I always know where I’m going. I think I’m driving the speed limit, but others may have a difference of opinion.

Secret Admirer Pact

by Bernadette Marie


GENRE:   Romance



When Will seeks to rekindle a flame with his ex-girlfriend, his best friend Monique reluctantly suggests a plan involving secret admirer notes to divert his ex’s attention. In a surprising turn, Monique finds herself infatuated with her new boss, prompting Will to reciprocate with anonymous tokens of affection. However, as the deceptive game unfolds, both Monique and Will come to realize that the heartfelt sentiments expressed in the secret admirer notes were their own true feelings. So, what happens if the plan works? What happens if it doesn’t?



“Happy New Year, sweetheart,” he says, his words slurred from champagne.

“Sure,” I say, letting my eyes close. “Can’t even imagine anything happy about it.”

“Cynical,” he teases, but I don’t have the energy to argue with him.

Lifting my head, I sit back in my chair, and scan a look over him. Will’s hair looks like he just rolled out of bed, but that wasn’t how he looked when he’d brought me home. Alcohol and stress has had him raking his fingers through it until now it stands on end.

Will is a handsome guy, though lacking in any fashion sense. He’s my ride or die friend, has been since middle school, and I adore him.

“Are you going home?” I ask, noticing his eyes blink slower, or maybe my eyes are blinking slowly.

“No. Since you begged me to drink away the old year with you, you’re going to have to let me sleep on your couch.”

I was hoping he’d say that. I don’t want him to leave. Tonight, I want the company.

“Do you think she’s home?” I ask.

Will leans his elbow onto the table, resting his head in his palm, and he watches me. I move to mimic him, placing my elbow on the table, and my head in my hand.

“She’s home,” he says. “I’m just afraid that maybe she’s not alone.”

I reach for his other hand, and lace our fingers together.

“You know your living situation makes no sense, right?” I say.

“I know that more than anyone,” he admits.

“I mean, who lives with their ex?”


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Bestselling Author Bernadette Marie writes contemporary romances and believes in Happily Ever After. The married mother of five believes in love at first sight, quick love, and second chances. An avid martial artist, Bernadette Marie is a certified instructor and holds a third degree black belt in Tang Soo Do. She loves Tai Chi, traveling to Disney parks, and having lunch with friends. When not writing, or running her own publishing house, Bernadette is probably immersed in a Rom Com, from which she will often quote one-liners.






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Author Interview D.W. Brooks: Homecoming Chaos

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Author Interview: D.W. Brooks

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

I have spent most of my reading life reading mysteries and thrillers—starting with Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden. My first (failed) attempt at writing stories when I was eight years old focused on trying to create a coherent mystery story. So, writing mysteries was always my goal. Once I created the character of Jamison, having a romance incorporated into the story seemed like the next logical step.

During the early-to-mid 2010s, I developed kidney failure due to a hereditary condition. I had to spend a lot of time in bed, which seemed like it might be fun but, in actuality, became quite boring. Dialysis was even more challenging. It created a lot of wasted time, so I decided to write a novel. I had come up with my main character already, so I built the story from there. It took me a while to complete, and once I did, I sat on it for a couple of years while I received my kidney transplant and my father moved into our house. After he passed away, I took another look at Homecoming Chaos and decided I was going to publish it and see how readers would respond.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a firstborn, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I am an ONLY child. Honestly, I HATED it, and, in many ways, I still do.

I spent a lot of time with my parents, which was wonderful. I wasn’t treated like an adult, but they (for the most part) seemed interested in what I had to say. They took me to many cultural activities, we spent a lot of time with our extended families, and I could take part in many sport teams and music and dance lessons. My parents didn’t get me everything I wanted, but they made sure I got to do the things I needed to and many of the things I wanted to. For example, I made my high school dance team. My parents ended up getting all my uniforms made from scratch and spent over $1000 so I could be on my high school dance team.

Even with that kind of attention, and multiple cousins around that were around my age, I still felt lonely sometimes. It probably played a role in my love of reading. I learned to entertain myself because there wasn’t always someone around to play or talk with. That carries over today. During the pandemic, I was more afraid of getting ill (immunosuppressed because of the kidney transplant) than having to stay in the house. My family was at home, but I could read, watch TV or movies, write, look at my computer, cook…the list of activities went on and on. I didn’t want to have to stay in, but I wasn’t bored.

I also find it challenging now that both of my parents have died. It was more obvious when my father lived with my family, and we had to help with his care. My father had planned well for this stage of his life, so we could afford outside help. My husband and children were helpful as well, but I didn’t have any siblings to help with the decisions. Having a sibling could have been nice. While I know siblings don’t always get along, I didn’t want to have only one child myself and put that child the same situation.

Being an only child had a large impact on who I am today.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

Looking at the ocean. I would say on the beach, but the glare from the sun and water can make that difficult. Sitting on the terrace outside my hotel room with my computer is about as good as it gets.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

Killing your darlings can hurt. You wrote the perfect scene with the perfect comeback line, and it just won’t fit in the story anywhere! Obviously, you try to resurrect it somewhere, even if it is in another story, if you can!

I did kill some content from Homecoming Chaos. Some of it is dead forever with no hope of resurrection, but a nice bit of it ended up being the basis of my prequel novella, I Do CHAOS. I have started on a second novel in the Model MD Series already, but I have wavered on the storyline. So, some darlings are being killed in my next novel as we speak!

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

First, I have to decide who my favorite author is. It would likely be a writer of some classic novel, like Charles Dickens or Alexandre Dumas.

I would love to ask Alexandre Dumas how being a man of African descent in France during that timeframe affected his writing.

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

I just learned how to swallow pills. Like only in the last six years since I got the kidney transplant. And even now, I have to break some of them into smaller pieces or even chew them to get them down. It’s my hidden shame!

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

I guess there is no internet or electricity on this island? So, no tablet, cell phone, or laptop. I would need a pair of sturdy and big water bottles, paper, and a book. Because of my kidney transplant, I have to have a lot of water available all day so I would prepare my water at night and put it in the water bottles. I need paper to write and doodle on. I can fashion my own charcoal (by burning wood) to write. And a blanket to protect from the hot sun or the cool nights.

Now, hopefully, this is not a long-term stay on the deserted island. I need to take my medicine (I am pretending it was in my pockets, so I am not counting it among the three items!).

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?

I had to look this up because I am not familiar with many superpowers except for the obvious—super strength, super speed, ability to talk to the animals, shapeshifting. I am using my knowledge of the Super Friends cartoon from my childhood.

I found the superpower I would want: temporal lock. You are immune to time, so you aren’t impacted by it. It renders you timeless. I needed that around age 33 because that’s the age that I was in my best shape and health. My kidneys were still normal. If I could have physically stayed at 33, it would be perfect!

9. Favorite snack? 

I love popcorn. Plain, buttery, caramel, white cheddar, Chicago style, kettle corn—it’s all great! I eat popcorn several times a week.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

It is a running gag in my family that I always drive the speed limit. Even if we are running late or if there is no one else on the road, I stick to the limit. I also get lost a lot, so driving the speed limit is the best way not to miss street signs and other markers to help me get to where I need to go.

The speed limit issue is ironic because when I was younger, I was less interested in obeying it. I had a Black Camaro which I drove very fast all around the country. Limits were suggestions. But when I had children, I suddenly lost my lead foot and began obeying all speed laws. Who knew?

PS. I marched in the Indy 500 parade my junior year in high school when I was on the Lee High School dance team. We rode up there on school buses, slept in what I can only assume were barracks, and sat in the infield at the race. Coolest thing ever…until my first novel hit the streets!


by D.W. Brooks


GENRE:  Romantic Suspense/Mystery/African American Fiction



A dead body in the parking lot of her family’s business, a killer on the loose, and a handsome detective asking a lot of questions…

Jamie Scott’s life fell apart four years ago when she broke off her engagement, turned down a dream job, and went overseas to run away from her life. Now she’s back, but the reunion is not without problems. She arrives home just in time to attend the soiree her mother planned, but she’s not prepared for what she finds—a dead employee in the parking lot.

Detective Nick Marshall is assigned to the murder case at the forensics lab owned by Jamie’s family. He meets the headstrong Jamie, but he has a job to do. And his attraction to her… well, he’s a professional.

Jamie knows the stakes are high. She has to face the past and save her parents’ business while dealing with her family drama and an uncertain future. She also has to deal with Nick, who wants her out of the way of his investigation. But fate keeps throwing them in one another’s paths… and into chaos that they both want to avoid, but neither can seem to escape.


“Wait, wait. Hold on. Do you have a warrant? Do we need an attorney?” Jamison stood up, too. She was almost as tall as the detective and incredibly pretty up close, which caught him off guard. “Aren’t there proprietary issues at the lab?”

Nick paused and deferred to Ronald. Ronald chimed in. “We’re just trying to get information about this woman’s death. You can call a lawyer if you wish but retaining one may slow things down.”

“Hmmm.” Jamie stared at both detectives. She couldn’t read either of them, but the situation gave her pause. She recognized the importance of finding out what had happened to their employee. However, the family business needed to be shielded as much as possible. Jamie hadn’t been back long, and her brain was still cloudy and jet-lagged, but she recognized the potential perils in just letting the police roam free in the lab. “Dad, Mother, someone should call Richard,” she said, scrutinizing both parents.

Margaret said, “Good idea. I’ll call while I change. He can meet us there.” She gave the detective and the other officers a superior glance. “Richard Bradshaw, he’s a partner at Bradshaw, Taylor, and Kline, and he is our son-in-law.” She turned to walk into the master suite, with Gregory following.

Nick shook his head, and Ronald was less subtle with a steady scowl. Both had heard about Richard’s firm and peripherally knew Richard. This situation just got a lot more difficult. Nick didn’t suspect the family, but involving a lawyer usually complicated their police work. He turned back to Jamie, who was studying his reaction. He adjusted his face so she couldn’t sense his annoyance.

Jamie noted the subtle change and smiled to herself. She could tell she had annoyed him. Even annoyed, he’s pretty cute. “I need to get my coat. If you will excuse me,” she said, heading back to her bedroom.

Upstairs, Jamie changed clothes, retrieving a pair of skinny black jeans from her bag. As she slid into her jeans, her mind wandered to the detective. She typically dated guys that were taller than her—with her ex-fiancé being the lone exception—Eddie had been the same height. A strong jaw, wavy-ish hair, nice lips, and a commanding presence—which Jamie suspected the detective had in spades—didn’t hurt either. Just the type of guy she would typically go for if the circumstances were different. Rifling through the dresser, she found a white Henley shirt she’d left on a previous visit. She had gained almost fifteen pounds since then, and the shirt fit snugly. She now had boobs! Placing the hat back on her head, she was glad she had an appointment at the hair salon later in the day.

Yikes, she thought after catching herself primping in the mirror. Am I trying to impress the detective who’s investigating us? Girl, it has been a long time. Although he is hot. She shook her head exasperatedly.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

The author is a doctor and editor who lives in Texas with her husband and children. She enjoys trying to stay in shape, sporadically cooking, reading (still), writing, and working on her blog. She is eternally grateful to the woman who donated a kidney to her over 5 years ago and continues to advocate for organ donation as much as she can.

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Author A.C. James: Nerd Meets Curvy

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Coralie dreads starting over, but Mystic River beckons her home like a siren’s call. Armed with determination and a toolkit full of DIY magic, Coralie sets out to revive her grandmother’s worn-down house. If anyone can breathe new life into the old walls, it’s her. And with lifelong friendships awaiting her, she has a support system as sturdy as a bear shifter’s embrace.

Little does she know that her homecoming will launch her into the wildest roller coaster ride of midlife dating and a mating bond that makes her head spin faster than a tornado. Coralie certainly hadn’t signed up for this level of excitement, but here she was, courtesy of the enigmatic mastermind herself, Mrs. Wilde. The queen of matchmaking and the architect of the notorious Peculiar Hearts Dating Agency promises Coralie a spicy rebound for her upcoming high school reunion.

Enter Jax, a scorching hot bear shifter haunted by a love that’s gripped him since high school. Just when he finally has a shot at settling down, a pesky ex-harpy swoops in, flapping her wings and causing more drama than a forest full of squawking birds. Tired of the chaos, this bear is ready to throw in the towel and hibernate for good!

But as they say, fate has a wicked sense of humor.

Beneath the surface of his chance to make things right and rewrite history are secrets that could detonate like a ticking time bomb, threatening to shatter their fragile bond. Coralie holds a haunting secret buried deep within her heart. It shapes the choices that molded her into the fierce, curvy woman she is today. As for Jax, his past is a murky labyrinth of pain and darkness. Lives and love swing on a high-stakes pendulum as danger closes in.

Can Coralie and Jax beat the odds, untangle the mystery of the danger stalking them, and build a future that defies the limits of their pasts?

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Coralie doubted her decision to visit Mrs. Wilde, the matchmaker with an enigmatic reputation. It felt like a leap of faith that teetered on the edge of being a colossal mistake. She had confided in Jessie, expressing her reservations about the whole mess. But she had stood at Eleanora’s door, unable to turn back. After all, Jessie had driven her here. It would be incredibly rude to stand up the sprightly matchmaker after her friend had made the appointment and likely bartered something with Mrs. Wilde. Coralie couldn’t help but wonder what kind of deal Jessie had struck.

Coralie inhaled, steeling herself as she met Eleanora’s piercing gaze. There was a glimmer of hope, so faint it was almost imperceptible. “Honestly, I don’t know anymore.”

“Your sex life may be nonexistent, but deep down, do you want it to be?” Eleanora asked, cutting right to the chase.

Coralie took a moment to ponder the question, considering the possibilities. Jessie’s persistent nudging had pushed her to this moment, and perhaps it was time to let go of the past. She had grown comfortable in her skin, embracing her curves, plus-size hourglass figure, and innate sensuality. The hurtful words of her ex still lingered, but she refused to let them define her. She didn’t want to resign to a life of spinsterhood and missed opportunities.

She licked her lips, feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach. Wasn’t it time for her to indulge in some fun and pleasure? Besides, she had a looming high-school reunion on the horizon, and she needed a date who could turn heads.

“I may not be ready for a serious commitment at the moment, but I think I could handle some no-strings-attached fun,” Coralie confessed, her voice taking on a husky tone. “And I definitely need a date for my reunion.”

Eleanora pursed her lips, assessing Coralie with a shrewdness that made her squirm. “Is that all you want, my dear? A shifter with the perfect balance of charm and wildness? Are you absolutely certain that’s all you’re looking for?”

About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author A.C. James writes paranormal romance and erotica, including Eternal Ever After (rebranded as Eternal Lover), featured in the bestselling Spice Box anthology. Her Ever Dark Immortals Series, which begins with Eternal Lover, has been described as “brimming with sensuality” and “romantic and sizzling hot.” The Isle of the Horse Shifters series starts with Ride: Awakening and is “lighthearted,” that is a “joy ride from beginning to end.”

She resides in the Philadelphia suburbs with her adoring husband Ron (aka Mr. A.C. James), who loves her imaginative yarns and punny sense of humor. She’s also a domestic violence advocate and discusses intimate partner violence and addiction to raise awareness on social media and through her writing. Many of her books include themes like alcoholism or addiction. If you love books that feature underdogs and redemption, her stories will capture your heart.

She spends most of her time drinking large vats of coffee while wrangling kids by day and writing by night. Recovering video game beta tester and tech geek who grew up going to cons and watching SmackDown. There’s probably some cosplay pictures around somewhere of her dressed up as Bloodberry from Saber Marionette J. Just don’t tell anyone.

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Author Candi Scott: Fashionista’s Playbook

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The door to the New York fashion world shut firmly in her face, Moriah Stanhope’s only option seems to be to return to her small-town home as a failure. At least, she would go home in disgrace, but her car was just repossessed. In front of the hottest guy she’s ever seen.

Travis Madera is supposed to hire an assistant. One with qualifications and experience. Someone who won’t be starstruck by the fact he’s a professional football player. But he never could resist a damsel in distress, especially one with all those curves.

Moriah’s been humiliated in front of guys like Travis before. But as his assistant, she has access to every moment of his day-to-day life, so surely she can stay ahead of any potential problems.

Until the past comes rushing into the present.

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“You’re kidding, right?” I sat straight on the leather sofa and gaped at Moriah.

She was grinning, a big cheesing smile that would have turned me on had what she was telling me not been so ridiculous. “Indeed not.”

Damn it. She wasn’t supposed to find humor in my misery.

“I thought you were Team Madera.” I scowled. There was no way this was happening to me. A large chunk of my masculine pride rebelled, and I recoiled as she stepped closer.

Moriah’s giggle was vibrant, rich, and made my groin twitch.

“I am, Travis. But the production company will pay more money if you wear the Speedo—plus, your female fans will be thoroughly impressed.” She pinched each end of a tiny, bright red men’s bikini, stretched it out, and wiggled from side to side with it.

She was taunting me. And despite my horror, I liked it.

Everything stopped, and I fixated on her face. Those flirty lips were plump, ripe. As were other parts of her, I was betting. Things I shouldn’t think about, especially not now and not about her.

She was better than that.

I shouldn’t have hired such a sexy assistant. I’d have been better off with a doting grandma type. A maternal old lady that folded clothes. Definitely not a woman I’d fantasize about wearing one of my jerseys and nothing else.

“Being objectified for cash feels wrong.”

The disdain that dripped from her sizzled all around us. “And yet men have been doing it to women for decades.”

“Fair point. But I’m an athlete, not a model. Hell, I’m covered in ink—not exactly Speedo material there.” I leaned back on the couch. Arguing with her was fun, even if I was going to lose. I’d film for Shark Week, if nothing more than to out-Speedo Gronkowski.

Moriah snorted. “I think the ink is part of the appeal. Women love it—nothing screams bad boy like tattoos.”

She turned away, but not before something like to embarrassment flashed in her eyes and darkened her cheeks.

God, I wanted to make her blush like that when she was naked under me. “You like inked up guys, Mariposa?’ I sure the hell hoped so.

About the Author:

Candi Scott is the spicy contemporary pen name for award winning author of Two Hearts, One Stone and the Arkadia Fast Series, Leslie Scott. She has been writing stories for as long as she can remember. The happier the ending, the better. Currently, she lives and writes amidst her own happily ever after with her soul mate, son, and domestic zoo.

Author Rachel Dacus: Return To Lerici


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A suspenseful, uplifting story of second chances, family bonds, and redemption.

Sisters Elinor and Saffron rarely see eye-to-eye, but they agree that an unknown half-brother appearing in their lives can only spell trouble. The Greene sisters want to support their ailing mother, Betsy, as they gather in their cottage in Lerici, Italy. But they don’t want Betsy to keep searching for Baby Boy, the only name they have on faded adoption papers.

While the Greenes debate, Baby Boy finds them. A rough childhood has led Daniel to a life as a thief. When he learns of his connection to the wealthy Greenes, he decides to scam them. He goes to Italy and using a fake identity observes them at close range. Watching these people makes him ache for what he never had—a loving family.

Betsy is touched by the young man’s story and guesses their hidden connection. Discovering his true identity, she asks the family to help him. But Daniel’s shady past is catching up and putting the Greenes at risk. Should they bring their lost lamb into the fold—and can he claim his heritage if it endangers his family?

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Robert sang a few words. “How about this?”

“I don’t know it, but it sounds good.”

“It’s my own. I wrote it.”

He began to strum, accompanying his soft voice, and Betsy had another jolt of recognition. It was the voice. There was so much of a similarity in the timbre that it made her ache. She wondered what Elinor would think if she came in while he was singing and heard Nathan’s singing voice coming out of this young man.

The song soothed her every aching muscle and bone. It did her body good and her nerves too. Like a fond memory, it wrapped her in the sensation that life was good and harmonious, that there was honey in every breeze and heaven just around the corner. He had a gift, this fellow. He definitely had talent. So how had he wound up tinkering with plumbing in Lerici? Maybe her intuition was true, and he had come for them.

Betsy lay back as he sang, her arm across her eyes, and thought of days past when musicians sang just for her, and she went home with one of them. Days long before Nathan and his stuffy circle of academics. The music was pulling her back to a time when she could relax and be herself, and her stuffy daughter didn’t criticize her every impulse and comment. She understood that Elinor felt criticized by her; what Elinor didn’t realize is that she’d adopted Betsy’s habit of sharp comments. And somewhere—God knew where—she’d picked up that skepticism that was going to burn her sweetheart down, if she didn’t marry the wonderful Tonio soon.

Robert strummed a last chord, his voice fading into the silence.

She sat up and looked at him. They stared at each other for a moment.

“You remind me of someone,” she murmured. “My ex-husband, Nathan.”

Why didn’t Robert look surprised?

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Rachel Dacus is the author of six novels, four time travel books in the Timegathering Series and two books of women’s fiction. She has also published four poetry collections. Rachel’s work has appeared widely in print and online, in journal that include Boulevard, Gargoyle, and Prairie Schooner. Her poetry is in the anthologies Fire and Rain: Ecopoetry of California and Radiant DisUnities: Real Ghazals in English. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area.





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Author Norm Meech: The World Council

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Ricky Montgomery had just graduated high school in June 1976 and was enjoying life as an 18-year-old teenager. He was hired by the Dawson City Police Force, and after graduating from police college he was assigned to work as an undercover operative in a motorcycle gang.

Ricky, although happy, was struggling living his double life as a cop and biker. Then it happened: during a biker war, Ricky’s life was saved by agents from the World Council (TWC). TWC was created by the world’s leaders to prevent manmade disasters from happening and to liaise with aliens who have been monitoring mankind for hundreds of years. TWC’s mandate, with the assistance of aliens, is to ensure mankind’s continued existence.

TWC is a highly secretive organization, whose agents have the ability to travel through time, to change history, and to take lives to save lives. Ricky becomes a TWC agent and discovers that TWC’s command staff is making unethical decisions, hiding secrets about aliens and trying to reduce the world’s population through biological warfare. Ricky teams up with other agents and tries to save mankind and the world from disaster.

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Just as I turned and looked outside, the van’s side door slid open and two masked men with guns opened fire. I yelled to everyone, to get down as I hit the floor. There were shards of broken glass and bullets flying everywhere.

Although the barrage of gunfire only lasted a few minutes, it seemed a lot longer, like time had slowed down. One of the Devils who was packing a gun was able to return fire and the van disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. I looked around and most of the people were starting to get up off the floor. All except for a couple.

Then I realized that Vicky was still on the ground and there was blood pooling beside her. My God, she had been shot! I yelled for someone to call an ambulance and to get me some towels. I got the towels and applied pressure to her midsection. I looked around for help but there wasn’t any. The other waitresses were helping one of the Devil’s members and another waitress who had also been shot. Hammer and the other guys took off knowing that the cops would be showing up soon.

Sure enough, in a matter of minutes ambulances and a ton of cops arrived at the bar. The ambulance attendants started working on Vicky and the cops pushed me off to the side, telling me to stay back, let them do their job. Obviously none of the cops or ambulance people knew we were undercover. I was judged to be a low life biker and my “old lady”, a waitress, was also judged to be the lower part of society. They allowed me to ride in the ambulance with Vicky, only after I gave some uniform cop our names and addresses. They worked on Vicky all the way to the hospital and they told me that she was in critical condition when they wheeled her into surgery.

It suddenly hit me like a truck. It did not matter who I was, a biker or a cop. We are all humans and Vicky did not deserve this. She was only 23 years old and she was a beautiful person. I knew she understood the risks of being a cop, especially an undercover cop, but she was harmless. She had stepped up to the plate, she had warned me, she had my back. Besides saving me, she probably had saved a lot of other people in that bar. I was so emotional and confused; I was holding back tears and I was so full of anger I did not know what to do. Who could I call? It could not get out that she was a cop! I called Christine to tell her what had happened.

About the Author: Norm Meech has been retired for nearly two years, capping a distinguished forty-four-year career in policing. He fondly recalls the camaraderie of work friends forged during his tenure and the unique experiences as a police officer.

While missing aspects of his former profession, Norm keeps himself engaged by maintaining fitness and pursuing various hobbies. Additionally, he channels his creativity into writing, aiming to produce a book annually. His latest work delves into science fiction, inviting readers to ponder questions about the existence of aliens, unidentified flying objects, government involvement in secret conspiracies, the potential for time travel, and the impact of human activities on the planet. Norm hopes readers enjoy the fictional stories he crafts, sparking contemplation and curiosity.



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Author Interview Curtis Maynard: The Ghost of Shantel Thompson

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Author Interview: Curtis Maynard

What is your favorite ice cream flavor?

Chocolate. Just plain chocolate.

Which mythological creature are you most like?

This is a hard question to answer.  I do not follow this subject much.  Maybe a Phoenix?

First book you remember making an indelible impression on you.

I have read so many books.  There have been many that told great stories and pulled me in.  But the first to really make an indelible impression would have been ‘The Shack.’

How do you develop your plot and characters?

By thinking of the story like a movie.

Describe your writing space.

Almost anywhere I am. As long as I have my phone or pen and paper.


by Curtis Maynard



Paranormal Thriller



When the Riggs family in Mobile, Alabama, faced the mysterious death of their adoptive daughter Shantel Thompson, they never imagined her ghost would linger for decades…

In Curtis Maynard’s heart-stopping paranormal thriller, ‘The Ghost of Shantel Thompson,’ a new family, fifty years later, grapples with a haunting legacy where the line between life and death is hauntingly thin.

Just as they begin to settle into their new life, their own young daughter is gripped by chilling visions of Shantel. It’s not just fleeting shadows—she’s entangled in a vengeful spirit’s relentless quest for justice, a quest that spans generations.

As whispers from the grave reveal long-hidden secrets, this new family faces a terrifying truth: some ghosts refuse to be silenced. Now, they must confront the mystery of Shantel’s death before her ghostly agenda consumes them all.

Dare to uncover the truth? ‘The Ghost of Shantel Thompson’ awaits to send shivers down your spine.



Reacting swiftly, Damian lunged out of bed and rushed to Sarah’s side, using his body as a shield between Alicia and her mother. “Alicia? Alicia?” he repeated, his voice desperate, hoping to break the hold of whatever trance had possessed her.

Alicia blinked, her eyes refocusing as she met her father’s gaze. “Dad?” Her voice was calm, confusion evident in her tone. She glanced down at the knife in her hand. “What happened?”

“That’s what we want to know,” Damian replied, his voice filled with concern. “Your mother woke up and saw you standing over her with a knife.”

Alicia’s gaze shifted to Sarah, who sat trembling on the bed. “I don’t remember coming in here. I don’t know where I got the knife from.” She looked back at her father. “I must’ve been sleepwalking again.”

“What’s the last thing you remember?” Damian asked, a trace of suspicion in his voice.

Alicia’s mind raced, searching for a plausible explanation. She couldn’t afford to be caught in the act of sneaking into their room. “I… I remember a nightmare. Yes, that’s what it was. I was sleeping, and I had a nightmare. I didn’t know what was going on. And the next thing I know, you’re shaking me awake.”

Relieved by Alicia’s explanation, Damian gently took the knife from her hand. “Let me just take this from you,” he said, his tone soothing. “And let’s get you back into bed.”


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Curtis Maynard is an independent filmmaker, screenwriter, and author passionate about suspenseful storytelling. Enthralled by the paranormal, his mysteries and thrillers feature everything from hauntings and visions to cryptic messages from beyond the grave. Curtis currently resides with his wife and son in Alabama, a setting rich with inspiration for his novels and short films. He hopes his stories will leave you spellbound, disquieted, and suspicious of the slightest shuddering shadow.

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Author Janae: The Witches Prophecy

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The Witches Prophecy

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GENRE:   Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance


Author Interview: Janae

1. How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?

I have always enjoyed fantasy and who doesn’t love romance. To be honest the book used to be a thriller so that emphasis stayed even though I rewrote just about everything else. I wrote this book because it was my first novel and Trouble had been with me a long time. If I’d never written her, I’d never write anything else.

2. Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a first born, middle, or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?

I am the middle child. I’m the mediator. I honestly try to weigh everything and have been ever since I became an adult. I see the world through the eyes that have witnessed those getting praise for being here first or because they’re the baby. I am independent and know how to fend for myself. That is the life of a middle child.

3. Where is your favorite place to write?

At my desk, with a huge cup of coffee. Sometimes with my cat on my lap.

4. How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?

I have no problem killing them. In fact, cutting is my favorite part of editing. I keep them in a folder labeled deleted scenes.

5. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

My most favorite of all time has passed already. But my second favorite is Yasmine Galnorne. I would ask her what she does to refill her well when it is running dry.

6. Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.

I used to have a mole in middle of my fingers in the shape of a heart so when I put up the peace sign I would mean “peace and love” to people when I made that sign.

7. You are stranded on a deserted island with only a backpack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?

A knife would be the only thing that may or may not run out. Things that I couldn’t live without would be my vape and my computer but they’d be dead within a week. Hard question.

8. If you could have one superpower in your existence, what would it be?

I would be invisible so I could go wherever I wanted to go.

9. Favorite snack?

Well I eat Keto so mine is a salad. But I make my salad special.

10. Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?

I never drive the speed limit.


Within the shadows, a prophecy-bound assassin emerges, holding the fate of our world in their lethal grip – the key to salvation or the catalyst of our downfall.

Trouble Ferell is your average gun-toting assassin, never once caught she revels in anonymity. But she can’t face the demonic force that has come for her. She can no longer trust herself but burgeoning from her is that what you’d call magic. Now, as a sorceress with divine lineage she must face creatures from other realms in a race against time.

Confronting the truth, she must rise to the occasion of becoming the most formidable witch throughout history. She is tasked with banishing abominable entities back to the depths of the Underworld, all while ensuring her own survival.
Pity. It’s on Tuesday.



When Darkness looms, the world finds its hero…

In “The Witches Prophecy,” Trouble Ferell, a renowned assassin, yearns for normalcy and acceptance. However, her world turns upside down when she discovers her involvement in an ancient prophecy and unlocks her long-dormant magical abilities. Doubt and uncertainty fill her mind as she grapples with her newfound identity and the visitations of a powerful deity.

With her best friend turned lover by her side, Trouble must confront monstrous beings in human bodies and an impending apocalypse orchestrated by Chaos, an entity seeking her as his bride. As interdimensional gates creak open, Earth dangles on the edge of peril. Trouble must embrace her role as both a Demi-goddess and witch, rallying against her half-sister’s ascent and thwarting Chaos’s pursuit of the formidable Darkveil Talisman.

In a race against time, Trouble and Xaivier unravel the tapestry of their shared history, hurtling towards an epic clash that pits good against evil. ‘The Witches Prophecy’ weaves a spellbinding tale, where ultimate victory tips the scales for but one contender. Pity. It’s only Tuesday.


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Janae’s family is from Louisiana and Georgia. She is the middle child of three. She began her writing career as a teenager in high school writing steamy love scenes for her classmates. She wasn’t convinced as a writer until her English teacher found her stories and told her she should

be a writer. She treasured those words for all of her adult life. She has a bachelor’s degree in Information Technology. She is a dedicated mother, friend, and writer. She is usually found hunched over her laptop dreaming of different ways to entertain. She lives in Savannah, Ga with

her cat Persephone and son. She loves dogs and wants to own a Husky and loves making people laugh and feel comfortable. She has a podcast called How Not To Write with Janae and her favorite color is blue. She is a Cancer.

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Author Leanne Treese: The Santa Games

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Reeling from a broken engagement, Andi Carter swears off men. She quits her job in New York and returns home to figure out next steps. Luckily, she quickly finds a job–one that will take her mind off her ex–as a caretaker for an elderly widower, Liam Quinn. Liam is the owner of Christmastown, a holiday-themed amusement park that shut down years ago. But he’s anxious to reopen it, and Andi, loving the concept, throws herself into helping him. It’s the perfect distraction. Bonus: there are no eligible men for miles.

Until Matt Taylor shows up to audit the park.

Matt is handsome, charming, and full of surprises. Even Liam’s notoriously cranky cat, Claus, likes him. Andi works with Matt on a Christmastown project and platonic feelings turn into a full-fledged crush…maybe a little more. She likes this guy. Unbelievably, Matt seems to like her back.

Only she soon discovers that Matt isn’t who he says he is. So now, Andi has another decision to make—run away and start over—again? Or stay, and hear Matt out? After all, Christmas is the season of miracles…

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He leans against the railing, his breath smoky. “We should get to know each other then. You could give me a tour of the town. And I could ask you more about the park’s safety protocols.” He winks. “What do you say?”

What do I say? The hot bachelor I was sure would never come to Christmastown is in front of me. But I came here to avoid dating. I need to find myself again and I’d planned to use every ounce of extra energy I had in reimagining an epic – and very safe – holiday-themed amusement park. So, of course, I know what I should say.

Instead what comes out of my mouth is: “How about tonight?”

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Leanne Treese is an award-winning author of women’s fiction and romance. Her books have each independently been described as having “all the feels.” When she’s not writing, Leanne loves running, forcing her family to play board games (Settlers of Catan anyone?), and spoiling her beloved dogs. Leanne’s favorite locations include her backyard, the Jersey shore, and anywhere that sells books or coffee, preferably both. A lifelong learner, Leanne’s dream life would include going back to college and majoring in everything.




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