One summer, two sisters and a chance to start over…
Before the burglary that shattered her confidence, Phoenix Rose had a fiancé, a successful store and a busy, happy existence. After months spent adrift, she takes a job at the lakeside resort of Cooper’s Charm. Surrounded by beautiful scenery, friendly colleagues and a charismatic, widowed boss, Phoenix is slowly inching her way back into the world.
Visiting Cooper’s Charm to check up on her little sister, Ridley Rose impulsively agrees to fill in as housekeeper. Still reeling from an ego-bruising divorce, she finds satisfaction in a job well done—and in the attention of the resort’s handsome scuba instructor.
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I was given a copy of this book by Netgalley for an honest review.
I love Lori Foster’s writing! She always writes a story that captures you and doesn’t let go until the end. The story an d world building is always very well-developed. Phoenix comes to Cooper’s Charm to take a job, that will hopefully help her to get her life back together after a burglary shattered her confidence. Cooper and Phoenix gets closer and the chemistry is hot. They end up adopting a stray dog together. Phoenix’s sister comes to visit and agrees to take the housekeeping position. A stalker shows up and starts to make Phoenix’s life hell, but with Cooper’s help she won’t let it destroy her again. This was such a wonderful book to read. I give Cooper’s Charm 5/5 stars.
“You must find a different way to deal with your stress over this weekend. Smoking is not acceptable.” His voice was a warm rumble. “I think you will find that this spanking does nicely to calm you down. The pain of a spanking releases endorphins that bind to opiate receptors and reduce stress and anxiety. Of course, you are the scientist here, not me, so it seems like you would already know this stuff.”
“I’m not calm! Your scientific facts are nothing but mumbo jumbo,” I yelled as I struggled against his tight hold.
This, of course, did nothing to appease him or change his mind about a spanking providing stress relief. Instead, he began to spank harder and with renewed vigor. I could feel my ass begin to sting, even though I had three layers of protection, with my dress, stockings, and panties.
We were in a secluded rest stop off the highway, and I could hear the cars whizzing by. The ideas of getting caught made my heart race, and my panties dampen.
“Rob! Stop! Someone is going to pull in here any minute, and they will call the cops on you for assault.”
He didn’t stop, or even slow down, but I could hear the smirk in his voice when he responded. “I’m a robot. If they arrest me, it’s going to be a far bigger problem for you than it will be for me, I assure you.”
Damn. He had a point. It was like with every smack of his hand, all the blood rushed to my head, and every lick of sense I had went out the window by way of my dripping pussy.
“Rob, please stop. It hurts, and I get it and I won’t smoke again, I promise. And we’re going to be late, and I don’t want anyone to see me out here getting spanked, and my hair is going to be messed up, and my makeup will be ruined, and it’s freaking cold out here!” I was at this point, throwing out everything I could think of in the hopes that something would work.
“Stop with the excuses, little girl. We are going to get one thing straight and we are going to get it straight right now. If you want this to end, you will listen up, and listen good.”
Robo- Rob. The perfect boyfriend. Guaranteed to wow judgmental parents, spoiled little sisters, and pesky ex-boyfriends.
What do you do when your little sister is marrying your ex and you need a date for the engagement party? Well, I don’t know what you’d do, but I got wine drunk and built a boyfriend in the robotics lab where I work. Enter a six foot hunk of metal and silicone who randomly quotes obscure movies, turns me to mush with his smile and has a maaaajor daddy complex…What could possibly go wrong?
I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days. I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.
Rayanna is a coffee drinking, wine loving, sushi obsessed, knee sock fanatic who works her passions into every story she writes. She resides in Southern Utah with her husband, 2 kids, mother, grandfather, and 2 dogs.
In her spare time, she enjoys celebrating life with good food, good drinks, and good friends.
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Suspense, Mystery, Historical Publisher: The Wild Rose Press Publication Date: January 7, 2019
Love blossoms after a chance meeting between Austrian Botanist Andreas Bauer and Charleston Heiress Savannah Sutherland at the Bahnhof St. Valentin. But dark family secrets and an explosive, centuries-old conspiracy cast deadly shadows and threatens to derail their romance.
Botanist Andreas Bauer, passionate about saffron, plans to reintroduce organic farming of the world’s most expensive spice to a region of Austria now known for its wine. Meeting resistance from vintners, he does research in a local abbey and discovers a dark secret regarding a king’s ransom gone astray hundreds of years before. Heiress Savannah Sutherland is on her way to learn the wine business from her uncle, who owns one of the largest vineyards in the area. She has no idea she is expected to marry the heir of a neighboring estate to expand her uncle’s empire.
Sparks fly when Andreas sets eyes on Savannah, and he knows they’re destined to be together. But their growing attraction is threatened by her uncle–and by whoever orders a deadly attack on Andreas. Dark family secrets and a dangerous, centuries-old conspiracy cast deathly shadows over the love Andreas and Savannah share.
Marilyn Baron writes in a variety of genres, from humorous women’s fiction to historical romantic thrillers and romantic suspense to paranormal/fantasy. The Saffron Conspiracy: A Novel is her 24th work of fiction. She’s received writing awards in Single Title, Suspense Romance, Novel With Strong Romantic Elements and Paranormal/Fantasy Romance and was The Finalist for the 2018 Georgia Author of the Year Awards (GAYA) in the Romance Category for The Alibi and The Finalist for the 2017 GAYA Awards in the Romance Category for Stumble Stones: A Novel. She is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and Georgia Romance Writers and a member of Atlanta Writers Club. A public relations consultant in Atlanta, Marilyn graduated with a BS in Journalism and a minor in Creative Writing from the University of Florida. She is co-chair of the 2018 Roswell Reads Steering Committee and serves on the Atlanta Authors Committee. Read more about Marilyn at www.marilynbaron.com.
Olivia James and Zach Ryder were high school sweethearts, but at age eighteen, she left small-town Georgia for the bright lights and satin pointe shoes of Chicago’s Joffrey Ballet. Seventeen years later, Olivia’s come home for her mother’s funeral, nursing an injury that could likely end her meteoric dance career. Being back home stirs up old heartache, and seeing Zach again is not on her to-do list. Her best bet is get in, get out—a week at most. Then she’ll return to Chicago to rehabilitate her injury and salvage her career. But best laid plans often go astray . . .
Zach has never really recovered from Olivia’s departure, even though he always knew she was destined for fame, while he was destined for small-town life. Now Olivia’s back and he’s determined to protect his heart. But when he learns she’s staying in town longer than originally planned, Zach knows they are going to have to face the past to move on. He’s just not prepared for the beautiful woman she’s become or the effect she still has on his heart.
Small towns being what they are, Zach and Olivia are constantly thrown into one another’s paths, and it soon becomes apparent they still love each other. Will they give in to their rekindled desire and seize a second chance at happiness?
About the Author
Rebecca Heflin is an award-winning author who has dreamed of writing romantic fiction since she was fifteen and her older sister snuck a copy of Kathleen Woodiwiss’ Shanna to her and told her to read it. Rebecca writes women’s fiction and contemporary romance. When not passionately pursuing her dream, Rebecca is busy with her day-job at a large state university.
Rebecca is a member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), Florida Romance Writers, RWA Contemporary Romance, and Florida Writers Association. She and her mountain-climbing husband live at sea level in sunny Florida.
Her betrayed heart said no; but her body pleaded yes.
Newly divorced Mia Reynolds doesn’t like Chief Nolan MacGregor. His arrogance gets under her skin, but it’s her body’s instant reaction every time he levels that cobalt gaze upon her or hints at giving her what he keeps insisting she wants that really gets to her. After her husband’sbetrayal, she’s sworn off getting involved with anyone, and certainly isn’t going to trust her fragile heart with the town’s reformed bad boy.
Nolan wants Mia and refuses to let her prickly stubbornness stand in his way. Once he entices her into an affair and shows her the benefits of submitting to him, her off-the-charts responses prove he was right all along – she is the one for him. When his investigation into an illegal drug ring implicates Mia’s business, he never stops believing in her innocence.
When the Feds go around him, Mia refuses to believe he hadn’t been with her just to keep an eye on her and her nursery for proof the drugs were coming in on the trucks carrying her landscaping orders.
Mia’s reluctance to trust Nolan completely lands her in trouble with a drug trafficker and it isn’t until she is kidnapped that she realizes what her insecurities and refusal to let go of the past might have cost her…
Publisher’s Note: This steamy contemporary romance contains elements of power exchange.
Thirty minutes later, she stood reaching for a potted vase sitting on the top shelf in the showroom when the bell over the door pealed. Before she could climb off the short stool, hard hands clasped her waist and lifted her down as if she weighed nothing. Flustered, she looked up, gritted her teeth and shifted in uncomfortable awareness when her eyes met Chief Nolan MacGregor’s amused gaze. Okay, she admitted it wasn’t the man’s physical appearance she objected to. What woman wouldn’t look twice at a six foot two, broad shouldered, slim hipped man who wore a Stetson tipped low enough to draw the eyes to the slit of his cobalt blue gaze? No, it was the arrogant dominance he wore like a comfortable coat that put her on edge whenever he entered her place, more so now he was crowding her against the shelves and making her even more aware of that ripped body. She much preferred easy-going, polite men.
Wishing it was anyone but him, she stated with a huff, “You’re crowding me, Chief.”
Those sensuous lips curved in a slow smile as he stepped back. “I wouldn’t make you so uncomfortable if you’d let yourself cut loose with me.”
Damn. There went that warm flush spreading through her body when he thumbed back his hat far enough for those enigmatic, blue eyes to zero in on her with a long perusal. He made no effort to hide the appreciative trail he took from her braided, dark brown hair to her sneaker-clad feet. How one look from him could make her dormant body sit up and take notice when she didn’t even like the man was beyond her. She sure as heck didn’t like it. She’d never been one to be ruled by baser urges, instead preferring a positive connection with a man or woman before embarking on a friendship, something that was definitely lacking between her and the chief.
Shuffling behind the counter, Mia breathed a sigh of relief once she put the wide, butcher block space between them. She glanced up, way up at the only man who’d been able to get under her skin. There wasn’t one thing she could pinpoint that rubbed her the wrong way; instead, it seemed to be the uneasy combination of arrogance, dominance and male magnetism she objected to, and her betraying body’s response to those undesirable traits. There was no use denying the way her pulse spiked under the slow stroke of his ice-blue eyes that was as potent as a caress, a reaction she should be used to by now since it had been occurring from the moment she first set eyes on him kissing that woman all those years ago.
“Thanks, Chief, but I have enough on my plate right now to keep me from even thinking about being added to your long list of conquests,” she returned primly, ignoring his taunting smirk. “Thank you for your order. Trish has it ready for you.” She pulled the vase forward.
“I didn’t peg you as the type to listen to small town rumors, Ms. Reynolds.” He nodded at the colorful arrangement. “Nice, thank you. I’m glad I caught you in.” The way he drew out Ms. Reynolds in a slow drawl hinted he knew about the finalization of her divorce. He and every other citizen in Whitetail.
Reaching into his breast pocket, Chief McGregor pulled out two tickets and slid them across the counter toward her. Tilting his hat back even further, he offered her a better view of his rugged face bronzed by sun and wind and capped with coal black hair tinted grey around his forehead. “You haven’t paid these.”
“I’m sorry, I’ve been so busy, I forgot.” Picking up the parking tickets, she winced at the fines. Her habit of pulling over and parking wherever it was convenient to expedite her errands resulted in a parking fine more often than not. That was just one of Pete’s constant complaints that went along with her always being in a hurry. “I can come in later this afternoon and take care of them.”
Leaning on the counter, he replied in that deep voice that never failed to curl her toes. “See that you do. Or, better yet, don’t. Now that you’re officially free, it’ll give me a good excuse to offer you a choice of consequences.”
The corners of his mouth kicked up in another smile, but she couldn’t miss the hint of a threat behind his words that set her heart to hammering with uncertainty. That didn’t concern her near as much as the sudden warm gush between her legs. She didn’t even like the man, for pity’s sake, and she really didn’t care for his forward insinuations.
About BJ Wane
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.