Saturday, December 19, 2015

Release Blast & Giveaway: Highway Revenge by Nadine Millard


Title: Highway Revenge
Author: Nadine Millard
Genre: Regency Romance
Publisher: Blue Tulip Publishing


Evelyn Spencer has spent the last ten years living in her uncle’s house and longing for the day when she can leave and make her own way in the world.
When she finds out her uncle’s terrible, hidden secret, Evelyn decides that she will first get revenge then leave and never set eyes on her wicked uncle again.
Everything is going according to plan…until Viscount Andrew Ashdon comes along.
Andrew has been coerced into coming to spend a dull few weeks at his friend’s country estate. Used to intrigues, seductions and debauchery as a spy for the Crown, Andrew can think of nothing worse than rusticating in the country with no one around to entertain him…until he meets Evelyn Spencer.
The race is on for Evelyn to get the proof she needs to prove her uncle’s deception and the last thing she needs is to be distracted by the devilishly handsome, rakish Lord Ashdon.
Can she achieve the impossible with Lord Ashdon’s help, by finally getting her revenge? And, more importantly, can she do it while keeping hold of her heart?


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Being alone with her thoughts on a darkened, rarely used road was not good for her frame of mind, Evelyn decided.
For one thing, it left her to stew over her uncle’s horrid betrayal and her complete inability to do anything about it.
For another, it gave her far too much time to remember every tiny detail of her encounter with Lord Ashdon and his magical lips, the touch of which still felt imprinted on her own.
Evelyn lifted a hand to her mouth and pressed her fingers to the spot that still tingled in remembrance of his touch.
Perhaps she hadn’t handled the aftermath in the sophisticated, worldly way  she would have liked.
Sprinting back to the house, nearly bursting a lung in the process, then barricading herself into her room with another faux headache was neither sophisticated nor clever, as it turned out, since she had both Anna and Jonathan demanding that Mr. Carver, the aptly named surgeon be called.
It took so long convincing them that she was perfectly fine, that she’d had a genuine headache by the time they left and she’d been grateful for Molly’s herbal remedy and insistence that she be left alone in a darkened room.
Lord Ashdon hadn’t asked after her welfare at all, she thought snippily.
Which just went to show; the man was a veritable rake who had felt nothing when they’d kissed and should be avoided like the plague.
And Evelyn had every intention of staying as far away from him as humanly possible from this day forward.
“Lovely evening for a robbery, my lady.”
Evelyn screeched in fright as a deep, mellifluous voice penetrated the still night air, and she nearly fell off her horse as she spun to see to whom it belonged.
But of course. She already knew, didn’t she? Nobody else’s voice had the power to completely steal her breath away.
And wasn’t that just the way her luck had been going anyway? When she’d decided to avoid him, lo, here he was, ruining her robbery again.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded indignantly as she tried to keep control of the stallion who she’d once again frightened half to death.
I’ll make it up to him, she assured herself, choosing to ignore the fact that the list of living things she was having to make things up to was growing steadily by the day.
“Oh, I’m just out for a night-time ride. May I enquire as to what you’re doing?”
His faux politeness was stirring her temper, but she refused to give in to it. The best way to deal with the interfering cad was to coolly dismiss him, then ignore him.
“You may not,” she snapped, her tone as freezing as she could make it. “Good evening to you.”
“Oh, come now, my lady. What harm in having a friendly chat?” he asked jovially as he moved his horse to stand beside hers.
Bloody nuisance.
“I am not your lady,” she retorted. “I am a dangerous, hardened criminal, and you are interfering yet again in my robbery.”
“But, of course. A thousand apologies.” He swept his hat off his head and executed a dramatic bow that almost unseated him from his mount.
Evelyn gave a regal nod of her head, which she hoped was dismissive enough for even this most obtuse of men, then turned again to concentrate on the empty road.
“And how is the business of robbing passing carriages? Slow? Lucrative?” he continued in that polite tone that would have been better suited to a ballroom in the height of the Season.
Evelyn took a calming breath and pointedly ignored him.
“Of course, I, myself, would never rob someone. Too ethical, you understand. But I can appreciate that some highwaymen do quite a trade in the area.”
Evelyn clenched her teeth so hard she was afraid she’d never pry them apart again. Still she remained silent.
“But then,” he continued, and she wanted to smack him again, all thoughts of their earlier kiss forgotten in her rage, “I have never known a woman to be involved in the business. You’ll forgive me if I think that rather singular.”
Evelyn gazed at the stars and counted to ten, trying desperately to calm her beating heart, to unclench her death grip on the reigns. Poor Midnight was having a horrid time of it with her. There weren’t enough apples in the world to make up for it. Not if she were to bake John Coachman’s pies too.
“And, you must admit, my dear, you aren’t very good at it, are you?”
“That is it,” she snapped and whirled round to face him. “Whatever is the matter with you?” she began. “I’m not going to rob you, and I want absolutely nothing to do with you. Nothing,” she emphasised as she leaned toward him. “So why do you insist on bothering me?”
He merely smiled as though he found the whole thing vastly amusing.
She growled low in her throat.
“Pardon me, my dear, but did you just growl?”
“I am not your bloody dear,” she exclaimed. “For heaven’s sake. Just leave me alone. You go your way, I’ll go mine, and that will be that.”
With that, she turned her horse once more and pointedly ignored him.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because, you are a mystery that I am determined to solve, since there are so many which are apparently too far out of my reach,” he grumbled with a frown, and Evelyn thought for one mad moment that he was speaking of her.
Her, Evelyn. Not her, mysterious highway non-robber.
“There is no mystery. Nothing to solve. I just choose to earn a living this way. That’s all there is to it,” she said decisively. She didn’t need him poking around in this as well as everything else.
Any answer he would have made was silenced by the distinct sound of approaching hooves.
Evelyn’s heart flew into her mouth.
“Did you hear that?” she asked, all animosity forgotten.
He merely nodded, watching carefully now as he usually did.
“It seems a victim is approaching.”
She tried not to flinch at his words but victim made the whole thing seem so, well… so criminal.
Perhaps she would just pretend to rob this carriage.
After all, he’d seen her again now, so there was no cause to ever do this again.
If she got rid of him quick enough, she could just loop round and go back to the manor house the long way, avoiding being seen by him, and leaving the occupants of the carriage robbery free.
Suddenly feeling much better about the whole thing, she smiled brightly.
“Well, it’s been nice knowing you,” she said and stuck out her hand, “but as you see, I have work to do, so I’ll bid you good evening.”
He glanced down at her hand and then back up at her and moved his mount closer, leaning forward to peer closer still.
“You know, you seem terribly familiar.”
Evelyn just stopped herself from leaping back in horror. Oh God, he couldn’t recognise her!
“I hardly see how,” she mumbled.
He was silent for a moment before releasing a sigh.
“No, I suppose that is impossible. Apparently, the Fates have a wicked sense of humour, throwing two impossible women with devastating eyes and annoying habits into my path.”
Evelyn was momentarily distracted by his complimenting her eyes before his words registered.
“I am not annoying,” she said, mightily affronted and doubly so, since she was both women.
“Oh, but you are. Not as much as she, I’ll grant you, but then I haven’t had the pleasure of your company as much,” he continued wryly.
“Well, you’re not exactly pleasant to be around either, sir,” she quipped.
She really shouldn’t be enjoying this.
“Me?” he widened his eyes innocently, and Evelyn had to bite the inside of her mouth to keep from laughing.
But this was no good! She needed to get rid of him so she could leave before the carriage arrived.
“Yes. You. Now, if you don’t mind I have a — er — job to get on with.”
“Oh, don’t let me stop you,” he said with a smile.
Her own smile froze.
“Wh-what do you mean? You can’t stay here?”
He shrugged his large shoulders with enviable nonchalance.
“Why not? I must admit I find the whole thing fascinating, and while I heartily disapprove, I find myself unwilling to leave you to your own devices, should anything bad happen.”
Evelyn felt her jaw drop open at his words.
He’d risk being caught here, risk being thought of as a criminal because he didn’t want to leave her alone?
The thought was humbling, and it also served to soften her toward him, which wouldn’t do at all. She needed him to leave. And quickly.
“But, you can’t risk being seen here,” she stuttered. “Suppose you should get caught. S-surely a man of your stature cannot risk such a thing.”
He raised a brow.
“What do you know of my stature?” he asked.
Blast. She’d slipped up again.
“N-nothing. But, well, I just assumed—“
“There you go with those assumptions,” he said smoothly. “No need to worry yourself about it, in any case. The problem will be mine to deal with, should anything go awry.”
Oh, but he was exasperating.
“But why?” she wailed.
He was once again ruining everything.
“As to that, I cannot tell you. I only wish I knew myself,” he muttered as much to himself as to her. “But, here I am. Unwilling to allow you to be caught or put into any sort of danger.”
It was a peculiar thing, Evelyn thought as she rubbed at a sudden headache, being jealous of oneself.
Clearly, Lord Ashdon cared a great deal about the highwaywoman she was. And yet, he had kissed her to, so intensely this morning in the gardens.
What a brute!
Well, she would never allow him to kiss her again, and that was that.
Even though he didn’t know who she currently was, he had known perfectly well who she was this morning, and he had no business getting himself embroiled with some woman now. The logical part of her brain tried to remind her that she was the some woman, but she had no interest in that.
The point was that he didn’t know who she was…
The thought brought Evelyn up short.
He didn’t know who she was!
Evelyn Spencer, lady of quality, good, well-behaved, docile miss couldn’t allow a rakish lord any liberties.
But a mysterious, masked female who lived outside the law? Well, couldn’t she do just about anything she wanted?

Her mouth curled into a slow grin as the possibilities flitted through her mind. This could be rather wonderful. Perhaps being a highway robber for a little longer wouldn’t be so bad after all.



Nadine Millard is a writer hailing from Dublin, Ireland. Although she’ll write anything that pops into her head, her heart belongs to Regency Romance.
When she’s not immersing herself in the 1800s, she’s spending time with her husband, her three children, and her very spoiled Samoyed. She can usually be found either writing or reading and drinking way too much coffee.







RE-RELEASE BLITZ: Raising John by Jennifer Lesher







TITLE: Raising John
AUTHOR: Jennifer Lesher
PUBLISHER: Booktrope Publishing
RE-RELEASE: December 15, 2015


SYNOPSIS 

How do you go on living when you have done the unforgivable? Robert Lewis isn’t surprised to wake up in the drunk tank. He assumes that, as usual, he’ll sleep it off, then return to the routine of golf games, broker meetings, symphony dates and nightcaps that make up his life.
Then his lawyer delivers the news: Robert is responsible for an accident that has killed a young mother and orphaned her young son, John. Robert is quickly yanked from his life of privilege and sent to prison to atone for his crimes. Defiant at first, Robert believes he’s better than his fellow inmates and that unlike them, he has no room for improvement. But, as the months wear on, Robert’s fellow inmates push him to confront his actions and the choices that brought him to prison. Meanwhile, as John grows up under the care of his maternal grandmother, he must come to terms with losing his mother and decide whether he can forgive the man who destroyed his childhood. Spanning three generations, Raising John tells the story of John’s bittersweet childhood, the history of the mother he never knew, and of Robert’s collapse and redemption.



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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jennifer Lesher is an author, blogger, mountain biker, travel junkie, non-sufferer of fools, and graduate of the School of Hard Knocks. She is the author of the "Modern Love?" series of Kindle short stories and the novel Raising John. Recently Jennifer effected a career change, leaving her job in the high-tech industry to pursue certification as an airplane mechanic. She will complete her schooling in the spring of 2015 and, FAA willing, will be certified shortly thereafter. She lives in Seattle, Washington.















Blog Tour: Make Me Believe by Karen Ferry





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Title: ”Make Me Believe” (Believe #1)
Author: Karen Ferry
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: 1st December, 2015 (orig. pub. date 6th July, 2015)

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Sometimes, a chance meeting is just the push you need in order to break free from the darkness within…
My name is Emma, I’m 23, and I’ve never been kissed. I’m no virgin…But kissing is too intimate, too intense, and I don’t want that – not ever. I like sex, though, and most of my hook-ups don’t seem to mind the no-kissing part.
But then I meet Daniel, who’s such a geek, and definitely not the kind of guy I’d normally take an interest to. He’s the shy, quiet type, but with such a charming smile, and he makes my heart race – something I’ve never experienced before.
Daniel has his own issues to work through, and I know my hardened heart shouldn’t melt when he looks at me. I really shouldn’t be falling for him, either, but somehow, he manages to tear down my walls, and I’m scared…because once he learns my secrets, he’ll want nothing to do with me.
All I know is that Daniel makes me feel things that I have never felt before – but do I dare let down my walls and confide in him?
Will I let him be my first kiss?
This is my story, and I’ll reveal everything in my own sweet time…
Just don’t expect all the hearts-and-flowers stuff.
Life is messy, and mine is no different…
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THIS SPECIAL EDITION INCLUDES FOUR BRAND NEW NEVER-SEEN-BEFORE SCENES THAT TAKE PLACE BEFORE THE EPILOGUE OF THE ORIGINAL STORY.
***Due to possible ‘triggers’ and adult situations (yes, there is lots of sex in this book) it is not recommended to persons under the age of 18.


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EXCERPT
 
EMMA His hands roam my back, trailing a whisper-soft touch down my back until they land on my butt. When he squeezes the cheeks tightly, I can’t hold back the low moan that breaks free from my mouth, but I don’t even want to. For once, I want to be free of everything . . . my past . . . my future. . . but definitely not my present. “What are you so frightened of?” he asks me and buries his head in my hair. Hearing him inhale deeply makes my skin break out in goose bumps. “That you’ll push me before I’m ready and I’ll end up spilling all my sordid secrets to you . . . ,” I confess on a tremor that I have no doubt he can feel. My palms sweat. My core clenches.

My heartbeat quickens. Everything inside me feels as if it is being awakened from a deep sleep, allowing me to truly feel everything for the first time. He moves slowly away from me, but not so far that I can’t feel his minty breath fanning across my lips. He hesitates for a few beats before growling, “I’m going to kiss you now, and don’t you dare pull away and run away from me. We clear?” Hearing the sudden demand in his voice, I simply nod, slightly surprised by the change in his manner, and I wet my lips. Agonisingly slow, as if he wants to savour this moment, he draws ever nearer until, finally, his lips brush against mine in a featherlike touch. As soon as I feel them on mine, my body erupts in a powerful flame, and the tingling from before intensifies. His lips brush mine once . . . twice . . . three times, lingering a bit longer each time. When he ends the last one by sucking my lip ring into his warm mouth, allowing my lips to taste more of his, I can’t stand the gentleness any longer.

Wrenching my arms free from around his neck, I stand up on my toes, and grab his face, needing to be kissed by this man so desperately. Finally, I slam my mouth onto his, close to combusting with longing for a taste. Ho-ly . . . fuck! Groaning, Daniel crushes me to his chest, angles his mouth to fit better to mine, and when I feel his warm tongue probing my lips, asking for permission to enter, I open my mouth on a deep sigh, allowing his tongue to find and tangle with mine. I’m not sure who first sighs in passionate relief, him or me, but all thoughts evaporate when he starts sucking on my tongue, and I’m burning up from within. Then we become lost in each other and the pleasure, both giving and taking in equal measure. All that matters is our mouths, our tongues, our teeth, and we can’t seem to get close enough. Nothing but this immeasurable heat touches us. We’re in our own small bubble, drinking from one another, and I don’t think I want to come up for air ever again. Daniel moves one hand from my arse, across my hip, and quickly pulls up my top until he’s touching me, skin to skin.

His touch sears through me, making me tear my mouth from his on a gasp. Breathing heavily, he doesn’t stop his sensual assault but merely trails open-mouthed kisses all the way from my chin to my ear and back again. He repeats this over and over before gently sucking on my ear-lobe, causing my knees to buckle, and I grab onto his arms to hold on for dear life. In a bold move, his right hand moves from across my waist to my navel and up my ribcage until his hands brushes the underside of my breasts. Feeling my nipples harden, I lift my right leg and wrap it around his hip, causing my pussy to rub against his cock straining against his jeans.

Pressing into me on a deep growl, he kisses down my neck, and I tilt my head to the side, allowing him better access. My eyes feel so heavy that I have no other choice but to let them fall shut, fully immersing myself in the pleasure coursing through my entire being at this significant moment of my life. My first kiss . . . Yep, there’s fireworks, the angels are singing, and all that crap. Just like all the books say… My senses are on overload. My pulse beats frantically. My pussy begs for release. Deep inside my head, I know I’m not ready to take this all the way - this is Daniel, after all, and not some random one-night-stand. I want this . . . whatever this is to be significant. To not be some quick shag only meant to satisfy a physical need for a few minutes. With Daniel, I want . . . more. I want the fairytale . . . the happy-ever-after I have never, not once, believed in since I was ten years old . . . until now.    
   

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Karen Ferry is a thirty-something writer, wife to a quiet, laidback man, and mother to a gorgeous, stubborn, redheaded girl who keeps her parents on their toes.
Karen tends to have a short fuse if she does not get a proper caffeine fix first thing in the mornings, but she is, in fact, a gentle person deep down.
Karen loves Italian food and wine, travelling, and spending time with her family. When she is not writing, she reads – her favourite genres are New Adult, Contemporary Romance, Erotica and Romantic Suspense. She can never get enough of romance. Or of too many book boyfriends, either.
Even though Karen is Danish, she has always felt more at ease writing stories in English, and she has not read a book in her native tongue in over ten years.
She can be very outspoken and a complete fan girl of other authors online but will, in fact, be very shy once she meets you in person.

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Friday, December 18, 2015

Release Blitz: Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree by KE Osborn

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Book: Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree - A Red Velvet Christmas Novel
Author: KE Osborn
Genre: Contemporary Romance



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SYNOPSIS

My name is Amber.
I’m the girl who dated a rock star.
The girl who supposedly tore said rock star and his girlfriend apart.

A love triangle so heart wrenching, I was left devastated and alone.
But that was only the beginning of my story…

I’m a single mother, trying to be a rock chick in a world that hates me, chaos is my middle name.
My mother died at Christmas – the anniversary of her death, just around the corner. I’m on edge.

My name is Brax.
I’m a returned soldier.
A man with dark demons.

I’ve been hired as a bodyguard for my best mate’s sister.
This red-headed goddess had my heart from the moment she walked back into my life.

Amber's life is changing. Can the new man occupying her mind, body and soul, help her realise Christmas is a time for happiness and maybe even... love?

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EXCERPT

My entire body covers in goose bumps and a shiver runs down my spine. I gasp slightly at the sensation washing over me, as I manage to pull my eyes from his and draw them over the rest of his features. His dirty blond hair is disheveled in just the right way, and his chiseled jaw is lightly scattered with an afternoon shadow. My body tenses at how ruggedly handsome this man is, and it’s unnerving. I haven’t reacted to simply looking at someone like this before. He truly has taken my breath away. Swallowing hard, I try to rein in my composure, but I’m finding it increasingly difficult to not just step toward him to be closer to his brilliance.
It’s like time stops still as his eyes meet mine again and something passes between us, a reciprocal understanding that this attraction is definitely mutual. I can hear Mason talking, but I can’t concentrate on anything he’s saying as I take a step out of Mason’s grip and toward him. Hunter clears his throat breaking the tension and pulls me to him even further.
“Amber, you remember Brax, right?” he asks and I shake my head slightly in disbelief. He’s nothing like I remember. “You don’t remember, Brax?” he asks again and Brax’s lips turn up into a slight smile.
“No. Shit, sorry. I do remember you, it’s just you look so…different,” I say my pitch a little higher than what I was aiming for.

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About The Author

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Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.

Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines. She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything else.

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FREE Spotlight: A Billionaire Bothers' Christmas by Jenn Roseton

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When the five Trask brothers and their wives gather together for Christmas, they're all looking forward to relaxing and celebrating the holidays. But when the Trask brothers decide to cook the Christmas dinner, it's one disaster after another, until they realize that love and family is what Christmas is all about. This is a short holiday story of approximately 7,500 words and can be read as a stand-alone.

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“This is going to be a great Christmas,” Garrett said. He unzipped a suitcase and rummaged through it. “I’m going to be Santa.” He held up a new red Santa suit. “You mean I’m going to be Santa.” Alex raked a hand through his hair. “I thought it would be fun to pretend to be him. Dad usually does it for the kids when we spend Christmas there, so I thought I’d take over this year. I brought my own suit.” Cole, Logan and Mitch looked at each other in dismay. “I was going to be Santa.” Mitch frowned. “Hell, I was too,” Cole growled. “So was I.” Logan crossed his arms in front of his chest. “What are we going to do?” Alex quirked an eyebrow. “We can’t all be Santa, can we?”

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Thursday, December 17, 2015

Release Promo: Second Chance Shifter Series -by- Meredith Clarke





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LOYAL TO THE BEAR: 
Carly Tate lost her father to a shape-shifter when she was five and has hated the shifter world since.
In college, she meets her true love, Henry and her life seems to be perfect.   Until she finds that he is a bear shifter and despite what her heart tells her she leaves him without saying goodbye.
Henry still longs for her four years later, and he moves to Boston to be closer to Carly.  When he shows up at her apartment she pushes him away, breaking his heart. But his bear knows something is wrong and stays close to protect her. When his back is turned a serial killer takes Carly captive. Henry must race against time to save her life.

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HER BEAR FOR LIFE: Drake knew that Mia was his mate when he first laid eyes on her at fifteen years old. The last thing he ever expected was for her to be taken away from him and for her not to return to their small Montana town until twelve years later.
Mia loved Drake with all of her young heart, but when all of her letters went unanswered, she assumed her parents were telling the truth when they said he'd moved on. Now, her mother's in the hospital and she's forced to return to Spring Creek, Montana and face him after all this time.
Drake's been waiting for his mate to return home, to get answers for why she left without looking back, and to claim her as his. Now Mia's back where she belongs, in his bed and in his arms, but someone is still trying to keep them apart. Little do they know that Drake is her bear for life, and has no intention of ever letting her go again. 

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BEAR AGAIN:
Liam Grayson is his clan’s new alpha after the death of his best friend. He's devastated, but he knows the clan needs a leader to move on.
 Sophia Withers is trying to move on after the death of her mate. Only, she didn’t realize when she pledged to be his mate, she had also pledged herself to his clan. The future of the clan rests on her returning to her rightful position within the clan, or everything could be lost.
 When Liam shows up after the clan's two-year mourning period ends to take Sophia as his mate, she refuses to even speak to the notorious sexy playboy. She isn't interested in another broken heart. Although, she doesn't know Liam has been in love with her for years. To him, this isn't about clan duty--this has always been about Sophia. 

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A PROMISE TO BEAR: 
Twila Jacobs has lost everything.
After her grandmother’s passing she is left picking up the pieces. Her main problem being Bear Lake Lodge. A place she hasn’t been in three years. When she left Jasper Blake.
 Jasper has hidden his bear and pain about his rough upbringing for years. The one girl he opened his heart to left for Montana without even saying goodbye. Heartbroken, he’s waited years for her to return. But when she finally does, he doesn’t know if she’ll ever accept his bear side.
 The two are forced into a business relationship, running the lodge, while trying to overcome both their pasts. But can they?


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