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The Gate to Eden and Christmas in Paradise Box Set
Historical Romance, Western Romance, Holiday Romance
Published: August 2018
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Bringing back the old west — a box set for lovers of western historical romances. Two great, award-winning reads from NY Times bestselling author Cathy McDavid.
The Gate to Eden
STEALING HIS HEART. Crack shot Maddie Campbell isn’t your ordinary thief. She’ll do she’ll do anything to insure the safety and survival of her young daughter and the three hundred other widows and orphans left homeless and penniless after a horrific mining accident—including convincing those responsible for the accident to “donate” to the cause. Maddie and her merry band have been getting cleanly away with their thefts until the day former sheriff Scott McSween arrives in town.
He’s been hired by the mining company owner to bring an end to the crime spree. Despite her efforts to throw him off track, he’s convinced Maddie is connected to the robberies. Determined to draw out all her secrets, he plies her with soft caresses, passionate kisses, and nights spent exploring her body in ways no man has previously dared. But when confronted with a truth that can’t be denied, Scott must choose between the woman he loves and the law he’s sworn to uphold.
Christmas in Paradise
The 1916 holiday season doesn’t make everyone in the desert community of Paradise, Arizona happy. Millie Berinhard dreams of an impetuous suitor who will sweep her off her feet with grand gestures. Steady, dependable William Dunlap is nothing like Millie’s ideal man. Or is there more to him than meets the eye?
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Edenville, Arizona Territory
1887
THADDEUS NEWLIN DIDN’T LIKE prostitutes. He’d worked too hard and too long building his empire only to risk losing it by succumbing to some dreadful disease acquired from a barroom whore.
He did, however, like women and partook of their pleasure as often as his pressing schedule allowed. Young women with long hair, ample curves, and clear skin were his preference. And innocent — if only in looks. No soiled doves ever found their way beneath his blankets.
His secretary, Zachariah Forrester, had assumed the task of procuring this evening’s entertainment, as he always did when the mood for companionship struck Thaddeus. Mr. Forrester recruited from the residences and ranches of whatever town they happened to be visiting. As times were tough and money tight, he seldom encountered any difficulty locating a willing female who fit his boss’s exacting specifications. Then, like all good secretaries, he conveniently disappeared for several hours after escorting the young woman to the steps of Thaddeus’s private railroad car. Neither did he ask any bothersome questions at the end of the night, regardless of the woman’s disheveled condition.
“Very nice,” Thaddeus said as he watched the pretty little thing standing in front of him slip the narrow sleeves of her camisole off her pale shoulders. Mr. Forrester had done well tonight, and Thaddeus considered giving his secretary a bonus.
“I ain’t never been with a man like this before,” the woman said shyly, lowering her eyes to the richly carpeted floor. “You’re my first…you know.”
Thaddeus doubted the truth of her statement. She might not be a prostitute in the strictest sense of the word, but she’d certainly done this before. The large nipples visible through the material of her camisole and the roundness of her belly attested to previous childbirth. Not that Thaddeus cared. In fact, he preferred experienced women. Just not worldly.
“You don’t have to be nervous, my dear.” He played along with her pretense. “I promise to be gentle.” And he would be gentle. Until the end.
She lifted one stocking clad foot and placed it on the edge of the pinstriped settee, near to his leg. Thaddeus felt himself stirring and smiled. He might be past his prime and have only half the hair atop his head he did at twenty, but he’d not yet lost his ability to perform.
Reaching out a large hand, he stroked her smooth, and surprisingly muscular, calf. “Why don’t we see what we can do about removing this stocking?”
The woman — he couldn’t quite remember her name — pressed a knuckle to her lips. “It were a long walk here from my place. Can I use the…the…chamber pot first?” It clearly pained her to have to ask for the convenience.
“Of course. It’s in there.” He pointed toward a door leading to his sleeping quarters.
She ducked behind the door, quiet as a mouse. No sense wasting time, Thaddeus thought and kicked off his boots. Next, he stood, removed his pants, and tossed them aside. They landed haphazardly on the elegant cherry wood rocker he’d had shipped all the way from Boston last year. By the time he completed undressing, he’d begun to wonder what was detaining his lovely guest.
Wearing only his long underwear, he walked to the door of his sleeping quarters and knocked. “Are you all right, my dear?”
His only answer was a soft scuffling sound.
“Hello.” He knocked again, and the brass knob twisted. Thaddeus smiled and moved away from the opening door. “There you are.”
“So, I am.”
The door swung wide, and the smile on Thaddeus’s face died as the end of a Colt revolver was jammed into his protruding gut.
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As a sophomore in high school, NY Times, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling author Cathy McDavid won a local writing competition with her self-illustrated children’s book. Who knew that small triumph would eventually lead to a career writing contemporary romances with over 1.3 million books sold? With forty-four titles to date, Cathy is also a member of the prestigious Romance Writers of America’s Honor Roll. This “almost” Arizona native and mother of grown twins is newly married to her own real-life sweetheart. After leaving the corporate world three years ago, she now spends her days penning stories about good looking men who ride the range or fight fires or wield hammers while sweeping the girl off her feet. It’s a tough job but she’s willing to make the sacrifice.
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Western Romance
Date Published: September 12, 2018

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When Hannah Daley left her family’s ranch, she had dreams of happily ever after with her rodeo star prince. Fast forward ten years and she finds herself trudging along a snowy deserted road trying to make it back home.  Broken, tired and a little embarrassed she had let a spring snow storm get the better of her she was relieved to finally see a pair of headlights approaching her. If only she could convince the driver to give her a ride to the ranch and manage not to get killed by a mass murderer.
Luke Blackstone had been sent on a mission to retrieve the prodigal daughter of Colt and Mary Daley. Her flight had landed in Cheyenne hours previously and there had been no sight of her. All they knew was she had rented a car at the airport with cash.  When he saw the shadowy figure hunkered down in a thin hooded jacket, he figured it would the impertinent and impetuous rancher’s daughter.  Head strong and never thinking about much of anything but herself, she wouldn’t have even considered her parents’ worry knowing she was out in this mess.
Hannah and Luke had always butted heads and tossed barbs at each other. It was no different when she found herself working for her father’s new foreman. He was a pompous jerk and she wasn’t about to let him chase her off now that she was back home.  Besides, she had nowhere else that was safe for her to go until her divorce was final and she was free from the prince turned pig.
Luke knew that Hannah had a propensity for getting herself in trouble and he was going to do everything he could to keep her safe. Even though he’d like to turn her over his knee and give her the spanking of a lifetime to teach her a lesson. But he was a gentleman, and for some reason saving Hannah was something he didn’t mind doing.

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Hannah trudged along the dark, snow covered road. The wind whipped around her like a lasso and whistled through the frozen landscape. Her lightweight coat wasn’t much protection against the weather and moisture dripped from the end of her nose. This wasn’t what she had expected when she got off the plane at the airport in Denver and used the last of her money to rent a car to drive here. She didn’t know what to call ‘here’ anymore. It used to be her home. Until she made the rebellious teenage mistake to run away from home ten years earlier to marry her rodeo star prince. Left her chores undone and bolted while her mother was at the beauty shop and her father, brother and ranch hands were on a spring cattle drive.

Some prince he had turned out to be. Selfish. Lying. Pig. Anger. That’s just what she needed right now to keep her from throwing up her hands and just letting the falling snow turn her into a frozen carcass at the bottom of a snow drift that the scavengers would find in the spring and make a feast of. She needed that anger to keep her going. And she would need that anger even more when she finally arrived at the ranch and had to go toe to toe with her father. Colt Daley. Rancher extraordinaire. Headstrong and opinionated. And probably still pissed at his only daughter’s betrayal. She lifted her face to the snow that fell from the dark sky through the trees. Heaven help me.

She should have known better than to try to use a compact car to drive out here in the middle of the Wyoming wilderness in the middle of an anticipated spring snowstorm. Key word being anticipated. But she didn’t really have much choice with only a hundred bucks left in her backpack after purchasing the one-way ticket from Las Vegas to Missoula late last night. On a whim.

Always impulsive and acting without thinking. That was a frequent phrase that Colt used to throw her way whenever she did something against his will. Or his advice. Hannah wished she had five bucks for every time he had said those exact words to her. Then maybe she would have had the money to rent a damned four-wheel drive to make the trip from the airport to the Flying D Ranch situated between Cheyenne and nowhere.

Hannah’s decision to return to the Flying D was one thing she hadn’t done impulsively. Well, at least not completely by the seat of her pants. She had been wanting to do this for a long time but just didn’t know how her arrival would be received. She still didn’t know but she didn’t really care. Anything was better than following Derron around from one rodeo to another only to watch him either gamble his money away or spend it boozing up some bimbo at a bar and not making it back to whatever ratty motel where they were staying in for days.

A strong gust of wind hit her from the back and sent her tumbling into a mound of snow. She sat there and fought tears. Tears of anger. But hell, she didn’t know who to be angry with at this point. Derron or herself. Damn it all to hell! What in the world was I thinking when I followed that flashy, smooth talking bastard on his road to fame and fortune? Fame and fortune my ass! More like the road to Whoresville.

The final straw had been coming for a long time. Probably five or more years. But every time he fed her a line about how it was only one time. How the blonde bimbo didn’t mean anything to him. It was only a one night stand. Then about a week ago the proof that at least one of the times had been more than a one night stand showed up at her motel room door. In the form of a young, brassy blonde carrying a toddler that looked so much like Derron that he could have shit him out of his own ass.

Hannah pushed herself up and brushed the snow off her damp jeans with mittens that were intended for looks instead of utility. What she wouldn’t give for her old Carhartt coveralls and gloves right now. She wondered if they still hung in the tack room in the barn at the ranch or if her father had donated them to the Indian reservation. More, she wondered what he was going to think when she walked in the front door of the ranch and shouted out to her family that she was home.

Headlights penetrated the almost white out conditions and she breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t give a damn who it was coming down this deserted road in the middle of the night, she was going to flag them down and try to sweet talk her way into a ride the rest of the way to the ranch. Which by her estimate was still a good fifteen or so miles. She pushed the button on the small flashlight that she had tucked into her pocket before she left the compact car sitting where it had gotten stuck in a drift at the edge of the road a few miles back. The battery was almost dead but she thought it would be enough light to get the driver’s attention as she stepped into the path of the oncoming vehicle. She waved the light frantically in hopes that the driver would see her and would be able to stop before he plowed her over and flattened her into a pancake.

The truck slowed but didn’t come to a stop and she stepped back out of its way as it slid past her. A big black four-wheel drive with a trailer hitch on the rear. She was ready to give up that the driver had noticed her when she saw the truck stop and the back-up lights come on. She moved as quickly as her legs would take her and in a matter of seconds, she was next to the driver’s door and looked up as the window came down.

“Thank God you came along! My car slid into the ditch a few miles back and…” She stopped as she recognized the face in the open window. Piercing brown eyes that were as dark as the night around them. The jagged scar that ran from the right temple to the lower part of his jaw. The scowl. The haughty look of arrogance as he stared disdainfully down at her standing in the snow. The son of her father’s foreman and her greatest antagonist growing up. Luke Blackfoot.

“Well, well, well. Look at who we have here.” Luke shook his head and sneered. “Did the years away from here scramble your brain cells? Only a damned fool would be out in this weather. I should have known it was you.”

Alexis turned away from the truck and started walking down the road. She would rather freeze to death than spend five minutes with Luke Blackfoot. He was the biggest ass she had ever met. She didn’t hear the truck door open nor did she expect the sudden assault when she felt herself lifted up by two strong arms. “Put me down, Luke! I’m not getting in that damned truck with you!”

He snorted. “Little girl, you don’t have much of a choice at this point.”

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Teresa Keefer is an indie romance author who has been reading since she was 4-years old. Teresa also writes erotica under Autumn Drake and will be releasing her first political thriller in early 2019 under the name of Ann Nevada.
Teresa holds an MBA in Human Resources and has been in the human resource profession for over 25 years. A woman with many interests, she balances out her life by gardening, cooking and studying spiritualism.
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Western Romance
Date Published: September 12, 2018
When Hannah Daley left her family’s ranch, she had dreams of happily ever after with her rodeo star prince. Fast forward ten years and she finds herself trudging along a snowy deserted road trying to make it back home.  Broken, tired and a little embarrassed she had let a spring snow storm get the better of her she was relieved to finally see a pair of headlights approaching her. If only she could convince the driver to give her a ride to the ranch and manage not to get killed by a mass murderer.
Luke Blackstone had been sent on a mission to retrieve the prodigal daughter of Colt and Mary Daley. Her flight had landed in Cheyenne hours previously and there had been no sight of her. All they knew was she had rented a car at the airport with cash.  When he saw the shadowy figure hunkered down in a thin hooded jacket, he figured it would the impertinent and impetuous rancher’s daughter.  Head strong and never thinking about much of anything but herself, she wouldn’t have even considered her parents’ worry knowing she was out in this mess.
Hannah and Luke had always butted heads and tossed barbs at each other. It was no different when she found herself working for her father’s new foreman. He was a pompous jerk and she wasn’t about to let him chase her off now that she was back home.  Besides, she had nowhere else that was safe for her to go until her divorce was final and she was free from the prince turned pig.
Luke knew that Hannah had a propensity for getting herself in trouble and he was going to do everything he could to keep her safe. Even though he’d like to turn her over his knee and give her the spanking of a lifetime to teach her a lesson. But he was a gentleman, and for some reason saving Hannah was something he didn’t mind doing.
About the Author

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Teresa Keefer is an indie romance author who has been reading since she was 4-years old. Teresa also writes erotica under Autumn Drake and will be releasing her first political thriller in early 2019 under the name of Ann Nevada.
Teresa holds an MBA in Human Resources and has been in the human resource profession for over 25 years. A woman with many interests, she balances out her life by gardening, cooking and studying spiritualism.
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RADIO ROSE – Release Blitz

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RADIO ROSE
Stephanie Berget
Radio Rose
Genre: Contemporary, Western Romance
Publisher: Malheur Butte Publishing
Publication Date: March 29, 2018
Radio Rose knows martians aren’t real, but she’s not sure about the cowboy.
Radio Rose knows Martians aren’t real.
But as a DJ on a late night talk show about Aliens, she’d never admit to being a non-believer. Talking to crazies all night isn’t the perfect job for most people, but she’s happy with her solitary life. Until a middle of the night car crash and a blow to the head has her mistaking a reclusive rodeo cowboy for a real life extra-terrestrial.
Adam Cameron escaped from his narcissistic grandfather and Tullyville, Colorado the day he turned 18. Now, ten years later, he’s forced to return — dragged into a battle over his grandfather’s fortune and fighting for the future of a town he wanted to forget.
Rose and Adam are both lousy at relationships, but when his problems are too big to handle on his own, she feels compelled to help. Now in a town filled with new found friends, Rose has to decide if she’s willing to trust the loner.
“The opening chapter of this book had me laughing out loud. From there, things just got better! This was one of those books with loveable characters and a connection that makes you feel like you are right there living life with them”
– Karen @ TingsMom
“Characters Make the Story!!! Well written, good character development, and wonderful ending.”
– S Rose, Amazon Reviewer

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“I’m Adam Cameron. I was there when you wrecked your car last night, and I brought you into the hospital. I wanted to come by and see how you were doing.”
Her eyes didn’t blink, and she didn’t move.
“Do you remember anything?”
“Not much.” She peeked at him from under her lashes then her eyes widened, and she gasped. “But I remember you. You’re one of them.” She pulled the sheet up to her eyes and peered out at him. “No, that can’t be right, because there aren’t any of them are there?”
The nurse had told him the diagnosis was a concussion, but this sounded more like full on, raging paranoia.
For the first time Adam really looked at her. There were dark smudges under her coffee brown eyes. Even her olive skin was pale. A large purple lump stood out on her forehead, partly hidden behind her glossy, black bangs.
“Wait, why were you there?” Rose’s voice was a hoarse whisper. She lowered the sheet an inch.
“My rental car broke down, and I was stranded on the side of the road. I couldn’t get any cell reception to call a tow truck. I tried to flag you down to see if I could get a ride.”
Incomprehension faded from her eyes as understanding moved in. “It was just you.” Rose released a sigh as understanding dawned on her face. “I remember now, and it was just you.”
“Yes, I . . .”
A blush warmed her face as she cut him off with a slight wave of her hand. “You stepped out into the road and waved your arms. You were dressed in black.”
“Yeah, that was me,” he said, his attention drawn to her pretty pink cheeks.
“And?”
His eyes snapped up to meet hers. “I thought you’d see me sooner. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”
“You scared the bejeezus out of me. I don’t know when I’ve ever been so petrified. What an idiot.”
“Hey, I said I was sorry,” Adam took a step back and reminded himself she was hurt. People in pain sometimes said things they didn’t mean. Before he could apologize again, she spoke.
“I’m not calling you an idiot. Although one of the first things we learned in kindergarten was to wear light colors after dark.” She paused for a minute, closed her eyes and massaged her temples with her fingertips.
“I’m calling myself an idiot for believing the crazies I talk to all night. I must have hit my head pretty hard, because when I came to, I thought you were an alien. Wow, every awful thing I’ve heard on my show came rushing back to me.” She raised her eyes to meet his as she dropped her hands to her lap. “Like I said, what an idiot.”
“What show?” he asked.
“I’m Radio Rose. I host a late night talk show. Most of my programs are on alien abductions.”

About Stephanie Berget

Stephanie Berget

Stephanie Berget was born loving horses, a ranch kid trapped in a city girl’s body. It took her twelve years to convince her parents she needed a horse of her own. She developed a lifelong love of rodeo when she married her own, hot cowboy. She and the Bronc Rider traveled throughout the Northwest while she ran barrels and her cowboy rode bucking horses. She started writing to put a realistic view of rodeo and ranching into western romance. Stephanie and her husband live on a farm located along the Oregon/Idaho border. They raise hay, horses and cattle, with the help of Dizzy Dottie, the Border Collie and Cisco, barrel and team roping horse extraordinaire.
Stephanie is delighted to hear from readers. Reach her at http://www.stephanieberget.com
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FINDING HOPE – BLITZ

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Finding Hope

A Chance and a Hope, Book Two
by SJ McCoy
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Western Romance
Publication Date: June 13, 2017

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His time in Oregon didn’t end the way he’d hoped, and now Chance is back at the ranch.

He put himself out there, made an attempt at opening up his heart to happiness, but it didn’t work out. Maybe he’s just not supposed to be happy? That’s what he’s starting to believe—until his Remington brothers convince him he shouldn’t give up Hope just yet.

Finding Hope is the second book in the A Chance and a Hope trilogy. Look out for the third and final book Give Hope a Chance.

Book Three: Give Hope a Chance releases July 11

Chance Encounter

A Chance and a Hope, Book One
by SJ McCoy
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Western Romance
Publication Date: May 16, 2017

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Chance knew love once—a long time ago. She died when they were eighteen and the best of him died with her. Since then his work on a ranch in Montana has allowed him to keep his distance from people and from happiness. Eighteen years later, he may be ready to start living again—maybe. He’s watched all his friends find love and embark on the next stage of their lives. Part of him would like to do the same; part of him would rather cling to the past.

He’s hoping that a trip to the Oregon Coast, and a couple of weeks away from his normal life, might help him figure out how he can move forward and maybe even be happy.

It’s taken him eighteen years to get this point, but a chance encounter on the beach will make him want to figure it all out in just two weeks.

He’s come a long way, but can he really open his heart up to happiness—and to Hope?

About SJ McCoy


Hi, I’m SJ, a coffee addict, lover of chocolate and drinker of good red wines. I’m a lost soul and a hopeless romantic. Reading and writing are necessary parts of who I am. Though perhaps not as necessary as coffee! I can drink coffee without writing, but I can’t write without coffee.

I grew up loving romance novels, my first boyfriends were book boyfriends, but life intervened, as it tends to do, and I wandered down the paths of non-fiction for many years. My life changed completely a few of years ago and I returned to Romance to find my escape.

I write ‘Sweet N Steamy’ stories because to me there is enough angst and darkness in real life. My favorite romances are happy escapes with a focus on fun, friendships and happily-ever-afters, just like the ones I write.

These days I live in beautiful Montana, the last best place. If I’m not reading or writing you’ll find me just down the road in the park – Yellowstone. I have deer, eagles and the occasional bear for company, and I like it that way :0)

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