OMG! If only life could be this simple. I loved John and Chloe. Two persons from different sides of the track (so to speak) who are hard workers and that is what ultimately seems to be the focus (of course they were both handsome people). Actually loved the kids in this book, normally kids in b...
"I received a free copy of this book to read and review for Wicked Reads."This feel good, gentle romance is a lovely relaxing read. It introduces us to a lot of characters, and whilst the leads are front and centre, there are some enjoyable side stories too. Spin and Jacqui are particularly notew...
Divorced and the mother of a college-bound daughter, Cassie, Natalie Goodwin prepares for her new life in the dating world. Just before Christmas, Natalie becomes friends with Tony Cruz, her neighbor from across the street who also found himself recently single. They hit it off, but Natalie's ref...
Reporter Matthew Gage journeys to Harmony, Montana, to investigate allegations of cheating during the town's famed annual fly-fishing contest, only to be confronted by local lovely Meg Brooks, who believes that Matthew is a carpet-sweeper salesman and the man of her dreams.
Frank Brody never gives a second glance to the starched and stiff type of woman. But when Miss Amelia Marshall arrives in Weeping Angel, Frank's stare puts a flush on her cheeks hotter than the sun wilting her prim apparel. She's come to town to forget a busted romance and make a living the only ...
“I’m sorry!” she gasped. Her nose had been deep in her grocery list for the baby shower. “I didn’t see you.” The fact that she hadn’t noticed the good-looking trio was a sad reminder that it had been far too long since she’d gone out on a date. “Not a problem,” one remarked, his voice deep and ca...
Eyes peacefully closed, he didn’t stir as she gave his forehead a loving stroke. Even as a baby, Terran had been a deep sleeper.A soft light enveloped the bedroom, its source the night-light plugged into the wall. Two dresser drawers remained half-opened, as if Terran had been looking for socks a...
A crescent moon lit her bedroom. Shadows flitted across the wall, the source a poplar tree outside being disturbed by the breeze. Tired as she was, she hugged the blankets, rolled over, and drifted off for a scant second before Obsi’s cries intruded again. She opened her eyes once more. Resentmen...
Her petticoat’s reappearance hadn’t been in such a forgiving location. Found in the alley out back of Dutch’s poolroom, the cambric had been streaked with mud and smears of tomato sauce from pot roast bones. Had she not informed the police of the so-called theft early that morning, explaining how...
savored Josephine’s mouth against his as she returned his kiss with reckless abandon. They were chancing a perilous journey, but it would seem neither of them cared about the repercussions of such an uncharted course. The soft, feminine weight of her arms around his neck was a seductive invitatio...