I’m happy to welcome back multi-published author Petie McCarty. Today, Petie shares her new release, Duke Du Jour.

Blurb

She’s waiting in the past . . . He belongs in the future.

Jared Langley, present-day Duke of Reston, tumbles into an abandoned fountain on his ducal estate and is pelted back in time to the year 1816. There, Reston servants and local villagers think him a dead ringer for his namesake and rakehell ancestor—the seventh Duke of Reston, gone missing at the Battle of Waterloo. Unfortunately, Seven got mixed up with French spies out to assassinate the Duke of Wellington, and an unwary Jared ends up in their crosshairs.

Lady Ariana Hart has loved Jared Langley, the seventh Duke of Reston, since she was twelve years old, until the night the rogue broke her heart. Given up for dead, her rakish neighbor makes a miraculous return from Waterloo. Only Jared shows up a changed man and reignites all the feelings Ariana had long ago buried.

Jared is in a race against time.

His tasks?

Waylay the suspicions of his quirky servants and neighbors
Get to Wellington before the French spies do
Fix his fountain–before Seven shows up–so Jared has a way home
And definitely do not fall in love with the irresistible Lady Ariana . . .

Excerpt

The sound of hoofbeats and wheels churning came from the path to the old stone stable. Seconds later, what looked to be a perfectly restored nineteenth-century curricle pulled up with a magnificent pair of spirited blacks in harness. The young man driving tied off the reins and jumped down, and Jared could only stare in stunned disbelief.

Curricle Man matched Jared’s height and build and wore scuffed knee-high boots, what appeared to be knickers, and a woolen waistcoat over a loose, long-sleeved white shirt with a linen scarf stuffed in the collar. A wave of dizziness struck Jared again. Curricle Man strode over and bowed.

Bowed?

“Chappy said you were back, Master Jared. So I took the liberty of bringing round your curricle, so you could take straight off to see Lady Wilder.”

This tableau had quickly turned into a nightmare.

“I do this often,” Jared said. The words came out sounding like a question, and he received two incredulous looks.

“As soon as you arrive, Mast—uh, Your Grace. At least, you did on the last few visits before you left for the continent,” Curricle Man offered. “I only thought―”

“Well, do not think. Maybe this visit I choose to be different. I can change.”

Jared got the you-must-be-daft look again. Truth be told, he felt a bit daft since he had not known he owned a curricle and had no intention of driving this one until he learned how. Harness-racing sulkies he knew.

Restored curricles, not at all.

“Begging your pardon, Your Grace,” Curricle Man persisted, “but you always said if you did not go there, Lady Wilder would come here. And you hate that.” The man gave him a wary stare. “Of course, that was more than two years ago.”

Jared’s head pounded in earnest, and he fought off a wave of nausea brought on by the accompanying dizziness. He did not know these people, he had no idea what or whom they were talking about, and he feared a climactic ending to this delusional scene.

“Yes, but this year is—” He had meant to say different, but Cook—who had been strangely silent throughout their discourse—beat him to the punch.

“—Eighteen sixteen, of course,” she said, looking worried. “Are ye sure ye didn’t hit yer head back at the fountain, Master Jared?”

“Eighteen sixteen?” he asked weakly.

“Right,” the two strangers agreed in unison.

Oh, dear Lord in heaven! I am not just named after Jared Langley. I am Jared Langley, seventh Duke of Reston.

Then everything went black.

Author Bio and Links

Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt Disney World—”The Most Magical Place on Earth”—where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said goodbye to her “day” job to write her stories full-time.

These days, Petie spends her time writing new tales for her Cinderella series, her new The Watchers series, sequels to her Regency time-travel series, Lords in Time, and more contemporary romance standalones, along with her two previous releases—Any Fin For Love and Ambush in the Everglades.

Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with her horticulturist husband and an opinionated Nanday conure named Sassy who makes a cameo appearance in Christmas Watch, Book 2 of The Watchers series.

Visit Petie at her website, http://www.petiemccarty.com, to get to know her, learn about her current projects, and discover her other published works.

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I’m happy to welcome author David Tindell. Today, David shares his new release, The Dance We Shared.

What was your inspiration for this book?

A couple of years ago, my wife Sue and I were watching a documentary about Garth Brooks. He discusses his career and his hit songs, and he talks about “The Dance,” one of his first #1 hits. Then he sings the song. It really hit home for me, because that song came out shortly before Sue and I started dating. I was working in radio at the time and occasionally would play the song on my show. Well, there was a point where I didn’t know if we were going to make it as a couple, and one morning during that low point I played the song, and it really hit me. Fortunately, everything worked out for us—we’ll be married 31 years this fall—but when the song came up in the documentary, it hit me again. I’d come close to losing the love of my life. How could I have gone on?

So, I started thinking about that. What would’ve happened if we hadn’t made it back then? I came up with the story of Ben Fletcher, a guy in his mid-50s, who lost Ronnie, the love of his life, 20 years ago due to a stupid mistake on his part. Ronnie married another man and moved away. Ben has recovered, sort of; he has a good job and makes a decent living, but he’s never fallen in love with another woman. Then one day when he’s cleaning his office, he finds an envelope. Inside is a card, with a phone number and three words in Ronnie’s handwriting: “Please help me.” Ben turns over the envelope and sees that it had been sent five years earlier…just at the time Ronnie disappeared.

What is the best part of being an author? The worst?

The best part is telling stories that are meaningful, as well as entertaining. My protagonists are people who are trying their best to live a life of honor, which is not an easy thing these days. I happen to think we’ve lost a lot in that area, so if my stories can inspire people, even a little bit, to be better, to care for one another and be willing to fight for a just cause, then I’ve succeeded.

The worst part? Well, I could say that the worst part is not cracking the best-seller lists or seeing my books made into movies or TV series, but let’s get real. Very few authors ever see that level of success. If you get into this because you want to make a lot of money, you’ll be frustrated and disappointed. It’s like any other kind of artist—musician, painter, sculptor, poet, you name it. You’re in it to create art, and if people admire it, want to buy it, all the better. So, I really don’t have a “worst part.”

Describe your writing space.

We’re in the process of building a new house here in southwest Wisconsin, so for the next year or so, my writing space is the kitchen table in our rented cabin. The new house will have a library, which is where I’ll have my “office,” if you will. I’m trying to be patient, but it can’t get here soon enough.

Which authors have inspired you?

I’ve been fortunate to meet and talk with some fine authors: Brad Thor, Mark Greaney, Kyle Mills, Jack Carr, William Kent Krueger, and others. Their work inspires me, but so do their words of encouragement.

What is your favorite quote?

“It is not the critic who counts…but the man who is actually in the arena.”
Theodore Roosevelt

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

Like any husband, I sometimes think that having the ability to read minds would be helpful, but if we’re looking at a Superman-type of power, it would be flying. Definitely flying. Although, to be honest, super-strength would be handier.

Besides writing and reading, what are some of your hobbies?

I trained in martial arts for about 20 years, earning black belts in taekwondo and Ryukyu kobujutsu, which is the study of Okinawan weaponry. My wife is also a black belt in that art, and we’ve both trained in karate. My own training has been more or less on the shelf the past couple years as I’ve dealt with some podiatry issues, but I intend to resolve those and get back on the mat as soon as possible.

I mentioned that we’re building a house, and we’ve relocated from the lake country of northwest Wisconsin to the Driftless Area of the state’s southwest. It’s a beautiful area and there are so many things to explore, so my wife and I are making that our new hobby.

Any advice for aspiring writers?

Steven Pressfield, author of Gates of Fire, had six words of advice that every writer should follow: “Get your ass in the chair.”

What are you working on next?

I have three series underway. The Dance We Shared is book 3 in the Men of Honor series. My next work will be on book 4 in the Quest series. Quest for Justice will follow the protagonists, Wisconsin brothers Jim and Mark Hayes, and their wives as they go to West Africa to help a group of missionaries who are being threatened by Marxist revolutionaries. Jim is an accomplished martial artist and Mark, his younger brother, is an Army combat veteran. They work for a Chicago-based security firm, and they’ll answer an appeal from a missionary who speaks at their church. It’ll turn out to be a lot more dangerous than just going into the jungle and escorting some folks back to civilization.

My White Vixen series is four books in, and book 5 will be The Black Orca, in which I send my heroine, US Air Force special operator Jo Ann Geary, to Antarctica to uncover the mystery of a sunken WW2 U-boat that may lead to a secret Nazi base that could still be operational, 35 years after the end of the war. (Sue and I are planning a trip to Antarctica for early ’28; I love doing research in the field!)

Finally, book 4 in MoH will be Man on a Mission. I’m still not sure what that’ll be about, but it will take place in Crawford County, here in the Driftless, and feature an appearance by Scott Armstrong, the protagonist in book 2, The Man in the Arena.

Blurb

Ben Fletcher seems to have it all going for him. In his early fifties, he’s in great shape thanks to a disciplined regimen of weight training, swimming and martial arts. He has a job that pays him a good living in the charming Wisconsin city of La Crosse. Divorced a quarter-century earlier, he remains close to his two grown children and grandkids. Ben is content with his life.

But he’s not happy. Twenty years ago, he was, during that glorious year and a half he was dating the glamorous Veronica Starr. They were an “item”: Ben, the city’s highest-rated radio announcer, and Ronnie, an award-winning TV newscaster. They were starting to talk about the future, one that would include marriage and kids. But then, Ben made a stupid mistake, and it all came crashing down. Ronnie broke off the relationship, met an older man and married him.

Within a year she was gone, moving with her new husband to the Twin Cities. Ben had no choice but to move on with his life the best he could.

One day, he’s cleaning out a file cabinet in his office and finds an old catalog. Before throwing it out, he riffles through its pages, and an envelope drops onto his desk. Opening it, he finds a card. In handwriting he immediately recognizes as Ronnie’s are a phone number and the words, “Please help me.” When he looks again at the envelope he sees the postmark: it had been sent five years earlier…just before Veronica Starr left her husband, quit her job and disappeared.

Excerpt

Please help me.

Three words. The first from her in…how long? They were definitely hers, though. Not in an email but real ink on paper, and not typed, but written, in her distinct, precise and very feminine cursive, with a phone number below. On the inside of a card, otherwise blank. On the face of the card, the Minneapolis skyline.

The square envelope, empty now, lay there on my desk, its face staring up at me. My office address, also in her hand. No return address, though. And the kicker: the postmark. The card had been sent from the Twin Cities almost exactly five years ago.

It was the start of a new week, and my first order of business for the morning was to clean out a filing cabinet that was due to be taken away, destined for a homeless shelter. The athletic director had emailed the staff, asking us to consider donating little-used office furniture to the cause. Today was the deadline to have stuff ready for a crew of students to haul away. The cabinet was an easy choice. As the media relations director for athletics at the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse, I had a lot of records, and since most of them now were electronic, I really had no use for this old gray clunker. What paper there was inside, I thought, could be sorted through, most of it discarded, the important stuff filed in the one remaining cabinet.

I’d pulled a catalog out of the bottom drawer, from some long-forgotten and probably shuttered sporting goods supplier and was just about to toss it into the trash bin when something—that’s all I can call it, something—prompted me to riffle through the pages. You never knew. And the envelope dropped out and onto my desk.

Getting something from the Twin Cities wasn’t out of the ordinary. Here in La Crosse, everybody was familiar with the Minnesota metropolis ninety minutes away. People listened to its radio stations and watched its TV channels, and went there for the shopping, college and pro sports, the theaters, and of course the airport. I went there only when work demanded it, and if I flew anywhere, it was usually out of the smaller airport in La Crosse, where I’d lived for the past quarter-century. I avoided the Cities because she worked there. Or used to, until she left. And it wasn’t as if she’d resigned from her high-visibility job as morning news anchor on the market’s highest-rated TV station and went somewhere else, maybe the network’s morning show in New York, which is where I always assumed she’d wind up.

No. It was five years ago, right after the date on the postmark, that Veronica Starr, the love of my life, vanished.

– Excerpted from The Dance We Shared by David Tindell, KDP, 2026. Reprinted with permission.

About the Author

David Tindell was born in Germany and grew up in southwest Wisconsin. Together with his wife Sue, he’s traveled the world, seeking new locales for his novels. He trains in the martial arts, dabbles in radio and joins Sue in the never-ending search for the perfect chai tea latte.

His latest book is The Dance We Shared (Book 3 in Men of Honor). Other books include The Heights of Valor (Book 1 in Men of Honor) and The Man In the Arena (Book 3 in Men of Honor).

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I’m happy to welcome award-winning author Meg Benjamin. Today, Meg shares her new release, The Carrot Marmalade Murder.

Blurb

Roxy and Nate are finally getting married, but murder wasn’t on the program. In the midst of her wedding prep, Roxy has to deal with Nate’s trouble-making ex who thinks she can rekindle their romance. But things get serious when the ex ends up dead in a Shavano back alley. Now Roxy needs to clear Nate’s name, sell her customers on her carrot marmalade, and find herself a wedding dress. All before it’s time to take a deep breath and confront her own wedding jitters.

Excerpt

I headed back to the kitchen to get the next bunch of trays and platters ready to go.

Nate and Kevin picked up the hotel pans with meatballs and filo packets to place on the hot trays they already had in place. I followed with the artichoke dip and crostini. We were making good time, and the waitress for the night, Evie, had just arrived. Everything seemed to be falling into place. I felt like patting someone on the back.

“Nathan?”

I heard the woman’s voice as I stepped through the door behind Kevin. Ahead of us, Nate stopped dead in his tracks, which made it sort of difficult for Kevin and me to get around him and put our food on the table.

“Nathan? That is you, isn’t it?”

I turned toward the woman’s voice, noticing that Nate was staring rigidly toward the side of the room near the posters. As I watched, a tall blonde stepped forward with a brilliant smile.

Calling her a tall blonde doesn’t really do her justice, though. In her stocking feet, she was probably about my height, but she wasn’t in stocking feet at all. She wore bright green three-inch spike heels with open toes that showed purple toenails. The skirt of her vividly green minidress ended a good two inches above her knees, while the neckline dipped low across her considerable cleavage. Her tumble of curly hair was a kind of honey gold that I doubted very much was natural but looked terrific.

She was spectacular, and apparently, she knew Nate.

Author Bio and Links

Meg Benjamin is an award-winning author of romance and cozy mysteries. Meg’s cozy mystery series, Luscious Delights from Wild Rose Press, concerns a jam-making sleuth based in the mythical small town of Shavano, Colorado. Her contemporary romance Konigsburg series is set in the Texas Hill Country and her Salt Box and Brewing Love trilogies are set in the Colorado Rockies (all are available from Entangled Publishing and from Meg’s indie line). Along with romance and cozies, Meg is also the author of the paranormal Ramos Family trilogy from Berkley InterMix and the Folk trilogy from Meg’s indie line. Meg’s books have won numerous awards, including an EPIC Award, a Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Holt Medallion from Virginia Romance Writers, the Beanpot Award from the New England Romance Writers, the Carly Crown Jewel of Books from the Mid-America Romance Authors, and the Award of Excellence from Colorado Romance Writers.

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The Carrot Marmalade Murder is the seventh book in Ms. Benjamin’s Luscious Delights Mystery series, and it delivers all the ingredients I’ve come to enjoy in a cozy mystery—intrigue, romance, murder, and a charming Colorado Rockies setting.

Add a trouble-making ex, wedding jitters, and scrumptious food, and you have the perfect recipe for an entertaining read. From the start, I found myself completely immersed in the story. The characters—both delightful and not-so-delightful—pulled me along, and I kept turning pages, eager to uncover what would happen next. I found myself becoming surprisingly invested in their choices, relationships, and tangled lives, which made the twists and turns all the more satisfying.

This is the kind of book that makes you want to put everything else aside and settle in for “just one more chapter”—only to realize that several chapters have disappeared. My advice? Set aside a large block of reading time, because once you begin, you may find it difficult to stop.

Well done!

I’m happy to welcome author Christopher Whittaker. Today, Christopher shares his new release, Heidenröslein: The Little Rose on the Heath

Blurb

Two men. Two worlds.

One war that will remake them both.

Peter Schiller, a disciplined officer from privilege, is trained to lead—but not for what war truly demands.

Günther Klein, a working-class recruit, is thrown into the trenches and forced to learn fast or die.

In the mud and ruin of the Great War, rank and class begin to dissolve. Orders blur into instinct. Honour bends under necessity. What remains is survival—and the thin, unspoken bond forged between two men who should never have met.

But war does not end when the guns fall silent.

Heidenröslein is a powerful, unflinching story of war, brotherhood, and the quiet, irreversible cost of becoming what the battlefield demands.

Excerpt

1914

The kitchen was small, but it carried the quiet dignity of people who owned little and cared for everything.

Against one wall stood a heavy sideboard of dark timber, polished by years of careful hands rather than luxury. Fine China sat arranged behind glass doors, each piece positioned with deliberate precision. The plates were reserved for Sundays, feast days, or visits important enough to justify the risk of using something fragile. Crystal wine glasses hung above them, catching the weak morning light and holding it in muted amber reflections.

Nothing in the room was fashionable.

Everything in it was treasured.

In the center stood a small round table worn smooth at the edges where elbows, plates, and years of conversation had rubbed away the varnish. The stove and icebox stood side by side beneath the far wall, black iron beside chipped white enamel, both old enough to have become part of the family itself. Beneath the kitchen window ran a long washing trough, damp to the touch, carrying the faint scent of soap, starch, and boiled cabbage that seemed to linger permanently in the wood.

At it stood Frau Klein.

She held a cup beneath the water, slowly moving the cloth around its rim although it had already been cleaned twice over. Her hands worked from instinct now, broad and reddened from years of labour, fingers thickened from kneading dough, wringing cloth, hauling water, carrying coal, and doing every invisible task required to keep a household alive.

She had once been handsome in the soft, rosy-cheeked way of country girls.

Now life had settled heavily upon her.

Author Bio and Link

Chris lives in Perth, Western Australia with his wife Dianne.

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I’m happy to welcome author Sasha Hopkins. Today, Sasha shares his new release, The Tale of the Prince and the Spider.

Blurb

Prince Alexander is a boy filled with courage, laughter, and light, until a chance encounter with a mysterious new “friend” changes everything. Trapped in a web of fear and silence, he must find the strength to fight back against a dark trickster who wants to steal his voice, his joy, and his future.

The Tale of the Prince and the Spider is a modern fairytale for children, parents, and anyone who has faced fear in silence. Told with warmth, honesty, and hope, it reveals how secrets can poison, how love protects, and how even the smallest voice can grow into a roar.

Through Alexander’s journey, readers discover that pain does not define us—courage does. His story is both a thrilling adventure and a gentle reminder that you are stronger than your fears, your voice matters, and you are never alone.

This is more than a tale of princes and monsters. It is a story for every family who longs for healing, resilience, and light in dark times. Beautifully written to spark conversations between children and adults, it invites readers to talk openly about bravery, truth, and the power of standing tall.

Excerpt

One sunny morning, Alexander started an adventure. The sun shone bright like a golden bell, lighting up hills covered in green grass, and wildflowers—yellow, purple, red—spread out like a painter’s canvas. The wind carried scents of dirt and sweet clover, tickling his nose as he rode Menace, his brown horse, whose fur coat gleamed like a soldier’s sword. Menace’s hooves thumped the dirt road, kicking up dust that sparkled. Alexander held the reins tight, feeling them rub his hands, the breeze messing up his hair as his saddle creaked along with the swaying trees above.

Bushes shook—a rabbit darted past; a hawk’s shadow soared overhead. The road stretched on, but where trees grew thick, shadows moved, hinting at a forest full of secrets. Menace huffed, ears twitching, and Alexander patted his warm, scratchy neck. “Keep going, boy,” he said quietly, his heart beating with excitement.

Through the kingdom he went, past roads busy with familiar smiling people who stopped to cheer, their voices lifting him up. But farther out, it got quiet, the land wide and free. With a lion’s bravery, a fire’s strength, and a heart full of love, he rode into the unknown.

Author Bio and Links

Sasha Hopkins is a father of five and a storyteller from Melbourne, Australia. His journey has been shaped by both love and hardship. As a child, Sasha endured trauma that left deep scars, yet he chose not to remain silent or let those experiences define him. Instead, he transformed his pain into a story of courage, resilience, and hope.

He wrote The Tale of the Prince and the Spider during a period of recovery in Western Australia, creating it as a gift for his children, Winter, Hunter, Hudson, Navy, and Orion. What began as a father’s offering of love became a timeless fairytale for families everywhere: a reminder that even in life’s darkest moments, light can be found, voices can be heard, and healing is always possible.

Through his writing, Sasha shares a powerful message: your past does not diminish you, and speaking out is an act of bravery that can inspire others. When he isn’t writing, Sasha is adventuring with his kids, encouraging them to embrace adventure, laughter, and the strength within themselves.

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I’m happy to welcome back author Gail Koger. Today, Gail shares her new release, Cops in Space.

Blurb

Once upon a time, I was a “normal” teenager. Now I’m a galactic cop with a deadly predator as my boss. I get to deal with flesh eating monsters, alien babies, hunky warlords, space battles and not so bright bad guys. Plus, the fate of the universe rests in our hands. What could possibly go wrong? Did I mention the baby? (It’s a boy).

Excerpt

Jaxor let out a hungry wail.

Crap. I pulled his bottle out of my side pocket and held out my arms.

Qa’a plucked the baby out of the bassinet and handed him to me. Jaxor’s tentacles wrapped around my wrist as I popped the bottle of milk in his mouth. “Such a hungry little guy.” I looked up at Kaelen. “We’re gonna need more milk.”

“Xylar will provide for him,” Uncle Zarek said.

I frowned. “Who?”

Uncle Zarek gestured at the glittering blue light blossoming in front of us. “His father.”

The light faded and there stood an enormous Askole warrior in battle armor. His tentacles squirmed wildly about his snakelike features as his gaze locked on Jaxor.

“Your son is unharmed, but very hungry,” I said.

The Askole warrior carefully picked Jaxor up and a short tug of war ensued. The little guy wasn’t going to let go of the bottle or my wrist. I winced when he stung me. “Do not sting Aunty Lexi,” I admonished.

“His mother died with honor.” Kaelen inserted and helped peel off Jaxor’s sticky little tentacles.

Xylar held Jaxor against his chest like he was the most precious thing in the galaxy. “I welcome you to our clan, Lexi. I will accept you as my mate.”

“Uh. What?”

Kaelen pushed me behind him. “Lexi is my mate.”

“She is not wearing your ownership band.”

“Ownership band?” I squawked.

Uncle Zarek suddenly stood toe-to-toe with Xylar. “Lexi is blood of my blood and not yet twenty-one. She has bonded with Kaelen.”

“Jaxor marked this female as his mother. That mark allows me to claim her,” Xylar stated with absolute finality.

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I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea of what a real emergency is. Take this for an example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am, but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing.

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I’m happy to welcome multi-published author and poet Rachel Dacus. Today, Rachel shares her new release, The Deadly Tea.

Blurb

Most sleuths don’t have the advantage of talking to the murder victim for clues, but Saffron has a window into the afterlife. The problem is, she’s not a detective and has no wish to be.

In the charming heart of London’s Notting Hill, Saffron juggles motherhood, running an animal welfare foundation, and counseling recently deceased spirits—the invisibles. But her peaceful routine is upended when a spirit insists she solve the mystery of his untimely death. Lucas Troy pops into her awareness claiming he was killed and demanding she figure out who did it. He wants justice before he’ll agree to move on. ButSaffron’s role isn’t to play detective, but to help each invisible plan for the next adventure in living. She asks Lucas if he suspects anyone in the circle at his aunt’s tea party where he died. He can’t imagine anyone wanting to kill him, but he persuades Saffron to interview them all.

She feels for Lucas, who had hardly begun his life, and she tries to persuade him that he can have a great future next lifetime, but finally she gives in and agrees to a little investigating. If she finds out something, perhaps he’ll agree to move forward. But the closer she gets to the possible killer, the more she’s in danger. Saffron has no wish to join Lucas in The Room Over There.

Settle in to a cozy mystery with a touch of the supernatural, the heartwarming chaos of family, and the charm of London’s Notting Hill. “Interesting characters, intriguing mystery.”

Excerpt

The letter slipped through the mail slot in their antique front door with an audible swish. Saffron happened to be there to hear and see it hit the polished wood floor. How could a letter carry such a whiff of danger? It was just an envelope, but an unusually shaped, almost square one, and so creamy as almost to be a shade of pale yellow.

But a single envelope, not the usual delivery of assorted mail. Someone besides the mailman had slipped it into their house, and with its thick cream paper and carefully lettered addresses it felt like an intrusion. It wasn’t time for the mail delivery. This was more personal.

She picked it up, turned it over, and saw a gold sticker sealing the point of the flap. Someone had gone to a lot of trouble to make this squarish letter seem like an invitation. The text on her phone came to mind, the warning to stop looking into Lucas’ death. Had it come from Lucas’ killer?

Holding the unopened envelope, Saffron shivered. She stepped to the hallway table and picked up the gleaming silver knife. A letter opener with scrolls and a faux Shelley family crest, gift from her sister Elinor as a joke. For easily opening letters from the living dead, as Elinor’s card had read.

Feeling slightly armed, Saffron sliced open the envelope and pulled out a heavy stock card. It was indeed an invitation.

Do you like puzzles? Come to an evening of mystery, fun, and tantalizing who-dun-it.

It was from Paul Everson, the real estate developer and possible murderer. Did he want to lure her into a trap with a snide reference to her suspicions? And how would he know she suspected him, if he wasn’t the killer?

Author Bio and Links

Rachel Dacus is the author of eight novels and five poetry collections. Her fiction features love and relationships, exotic locations and intrepid heroines, and emotional journeys of self-discovery, all with a touch of the supernatural. Her poetry, stories, and essays have appeared widely in print and online literary journals and anthologies. She enjoys life in the beautiful San Francisco Bay Area, with its coast and trails where she walks her tiny but mighty Silky Terrier with her architect husband.

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I’m happy to welcome award-winning author Maria Imbalzano. Today, Maria shares her new release, Sworn to Collide.

Blurb

After devoting eleven years of marriage to Ben, her high school sweetheart, and stepping off the corporate ladder to raise their three children, Denise is ready to seize the reins of the career she always dreamed of. But as soon as she commits to step back into the professional world, Ben drops a bombshell that disrupts everything. Suddenly, this once rock-solid couple finds themselves in a battle over ambition, identity, and whose turn it is to shine. As personal choices draw them further and further apart, they must confront their widening rift—a threat to the love they thought was unshakeable. Can they rediscover the passion they once shared, or will their divergent paths pull them apart for good?

Excerpt

My sleepless night had produced tons of ammunition to shoot at Ben this morning. He hadn’t been able to sneak many words in since I started.

“So what do you think?”

Nothing. I had clearly silenced him.

He twisted his neck as if to ease the tension. “We’re a family, Denise. I want my family with me. I don’t want to live hundreds of miles apart and commute on the weekends. That’s not a life. That’s not what we signed up for.”

Anger kicked up a storm. “You’re right. We are a family. And you made a decision without even speaking to me. I know a promotion is what you wanted, but we never talked about moving out of Princeton. This is all new. And scary. And unwanted. I want my family with me too. I want my family here, and I want to work with my father. As we’d always planned. I don’t want to move to Boston.”

The exact words finally spewed out of my mouth with anger instead of appeasement—demanding instead of persuasive. The words Nicki had convinced me to say were irrevocably out there.

I had found the voice that had gotten lost among the carpools, laundry, playdates, and cold dinners. But it was much too loud.

Author Bio and Links

Maria Imbalzano is an award-winning contemporary author who writes about strong, independent women and the men who fall in love with them. She recently retired from the practice of law, but legal issues have a way of showing up in many of her novels. When not writing, she loves to travel both abroad and in the states. Maria lives in central New Jersey with her husband–not far from her two daughters. For more information about her books, please visit her website at http://mariaimbalzano.com where you can also sign up for her newsletter.

Maria is a member of New Jersey Romance Writers and has received many honors and awards for her work including the ACRA Readers’ Choice Heart of Excellence Award, the Wisconsin Romance Writers Write Touch Readers Award, The NEST (National Excellence In Story Telling) Award, the Carolyn Award, Book Buyers Best Award, The Stiletto Reader’s Choice Award, Long & Short Reviews Book of the Month Award (3rd Place for Book of the Year), and Still Moments Magazine Reader’s Choice Award.

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Riveted from the first page, I struggled to put down this well-plotted, character-driven novel. I immediately connected with Denise and felt deeply invested in her emotional journey as she navigated a painful period in her marriage. At the same time, I found myself empathizing with her husband, Ben, whose impulsive decision sent shockwaves through their family and forced everyone to confront difficult truths.

What impressed me most was the author’s ability to present both perspectives with honesty and compassion. As the story unfolded, I often found myself questioning what I would do in Denise’s position and whether a marriage can withstand the cumulative weight of betrayal, disappointment, and unmet expectations. The never-ending roller coaster of events—a father’s heart attack, a child’s defiance, a possible affair, and long-buried resentments—kept me reading well into the night.

Ms. Imbalzano has crafted a powerful novel that explores the choices, compromises, sacrifices, and unspoken needs that shape contemporary marriages. A must-read for fans of emotional women’s fiction!

I’m happy to welcome award-winning author Alix Nichols. Today, Alix shares her creative journey and new release, A Duchess with a Secret.

Here’s Alix!

What is the best part of being an author? The worst?

The best part is having permission to make things up—and actually getting paid for it! I get to create entire worlds, develop larger-than-life characters, and shape their destinies however I want. It’s pure creative freedom, and there’s nothing quite like the thrill of typing “The End” on a story that only existed in my head a few months earlier.

The worst part? It’s a solitary occupation. While I genuinely enjoy the quiet focus, there are days when the silence feels a little too loud. That’s when I miss the casual chat of a busy office or the energy of working alongside other people. It can get lonely every once in a while, which is probably why I’ve developed such a strong café habit!

Describe your writing space.

I usually write in cafés. Given that I live in France, my writing space is therefore a typical French bistro, with its wicker chairs, marble-topped tables, and the gentle clink of coffee cups. I love the comforting aroma of fresh espresso and buttery croissants, the soft murmur of conversations around me, and the occasional chorus of two or three snoring dogs (pooches are welcome in most French cafés). There’s just the right amount of background energy—enough to feel connected to the world, but not so much that it distracts me. The waiters are charmingly efficient, and I’ve come to think of my favorite corner table as my unofficial office.

What is your favorite quote?

“Everything you ever wanted is on the other side of fear” by George Addair. I love this quote so much that I wrote an entire book around it. Titled “The Devil’s Own Chloe,” it’s part of the Bistro La Bohème series. The idea that fear is often the only thing standing between us and the life (or love) we want really resonates with me. It’s a message I return to again and again, both in my writing and in my own life.

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

I would thrive on just four hours of sleep a night. Why not zero, you might ask? Because I’d get bored being awake while everyone else is asleep. Four hours feels like the perfect compromise.

What are you working on next?

I’m currently working on the next book in the Montevor Royals series. I haven’t decided on the final title yet, but I can tell fans of the series that this one will feature an exciting key chase that takes the characters to some interesting places. It’s shaping up to be full of adventure, secrets, and plenty of royal romance!

Blurb

For sixteen years, they’ve hated each other…
and craved each other.

Widowed and betrayed, Eva Castellane will do anything to protect her daughter’s inheritance.
Standing in her way?
Alex Castellane—her late husband’s steely, magnetic half brother.
The man poised to take it all.
Her worst enemy.
Her forbidden temptation.

Stuck together in the family castle, their legal fight spirals into war…
until a common threat forces a reluctant alliance.
Desire blurs the lines.
Chemistry sizzles.
Rules get broken.

But as the verdict nears, one slip could unravel Eva’s explosive secret…

A Duchess with a Secret stands alone within the Montevor Royals Saga. It is a spicy contemporary enemies-to-lovers romance with forced proximity, family secrets, and a hard-won HEA.

Excerpt

Eva

“He’s here,” Millie whispers.

I don’t look. I don’t need to.

The man she’s warning me about radiates a chill so palpable I can sense which door he entered through. The air in Fort Vauclairt’s reception hall, warmed by hundreds of flickering candles and the breath of mourners grows colder by the second.

Of course, Alex would show up! Nothing like a funeral to size up how much of the estate he can have, just because he happens to share the same father as Geoffroy.

I’m being unfair, I know.

After all, Alex is the old duke’s second son. In neighboring France, the math prodigy would’ve inherited half of the duchy when Rodolphe passed.

Then again, there are no dukes or duchies in the Republic of France, nor are we subject to its laws. We’re old school in Mount Evor. Here, the principles of primogeniture and representation still reign supreme. The firstborn takes it all. The child comes before the sibling. With both Geoffroy and Julian gone, Millie’s birthright ensures that she inherits everything.

The only way Alex Castellane gets a chunk of the estate is if Geoffroy named him in his will. Which I know he didn’t. My late husband and his younger half brother had been estranged long before I met and married Geoffroy Castellane, a dashing widower twice my age.

Alex will get nothing or next to nothing. And Millie will be the next Duchess of Rohinn.

He knows this, of course he does. Yet he carries his tall, infuriatingly well-proportioned form with confidence, which lends an air of legitimacy to his potential claims.

Author Bio and Links

Alix Nichols is a caffeine addict, a longtime fan of Mr. Darcy. She pens sexy romantic comedies and romantasy. Her books have been described as “pure pleasure” (Kirkus Reviews) that “keep fans of romance hanging off the edge of their seat” (Romantic Times).

At the age of six, she released her first book. It featured highly creative spelling on a dozen pages stitched together and bound in velvet paper.

Decades later, she lives in France and still writes. Her spelling has improved (somewhat), she has become a Kindle Scout winner, Chanticleer First Place winner, USA Today bestseller, Book Riot’s Top 100 Must-Read International Romance author, and Amazon All-Star for being one of the 100 most-read authors in Kindle Unlimited.

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Alix Nichols will be awarding a digital box set of her bestselling series The Darcy Brothers to a randomly drawn winner. Find out more here.

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I’m happy to welcome multi-published author Hawk MacKinney. Today, Hawk shares his new release, Moccasin Trace.

Blurb

…it was about the land.

It is July of 1859, a month of sweltering dog days and feverish emotional bombast. Life is good for widower Rundell Ingram and his hazel-eyed, roan-haired son, Hamilton. Between the two of them, they take care of Moccasin Hollow, their sprawling ancestral plantation home in the rolling farming country outside Queensborough Towne in east Georgia. Adjoining Ingram lands is Wisteria Bend, the vast slave-holding plantation of Andrew and Corinthia Greer, their daughter Sarah, and son Benjamin. Both families share generations of long-accepted traditions, and childhood playmates are no longer children. The rangy, even-tempered Norman-Scottish young Hamilton is smitten with Sarah, who has become an enticing capricious beauty—the young lovers more in love with each passing day, and only pleasant times ahead of them.

…but a blood tide of war is sweeping across the South, a tide that will forever change everyone and everything.

Excerpt

Ben paced back and forth on the porch with worried glances in the direction of the corduroy Milledgeville Road. At first the sound was faint, the muffled clank and rattle of harness and teams breaking the heavy stillness. Shuffling ones and twos were the first to appear, then slogging lines emerged through the murk, followed by sleek prancing mounts, bulging saddlebags, silver candlesticks poking out of more than a few. Behind them were the creaking wagons, clanking artillery and ammunition caissons pulled by well-fed hefty teams. Teamsters on ordnance wagons, confiscated farm wagons filled with pillaged spoils, war booty for a wife, a sweetheart, sold or bartered for ready poker ante or whorehouse favors. The more they stole, the more they wanted, locust scouring across fields, lanes, roads. Tents set up here and there, cooking fires fed with fences, sidings from barns and outbuildings, fruit trees, hundred-year-old oaks and elms…part of the old order going up in smoke, part left in the ashes.

Author Bio and Links

With postgraduate degrees and faculty positions in several medical universities, Hawk MacKinney has taught graduate courses in both the United States and Jerusalem. His professional writing includes articles on chordate neuroembryology, and aerospace research on muscle metabolic behavior in multi-orbital environments.

In addition, Hawk has authored several works of fiction including a historical romance Moccasin Trace which was nominated for both the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award. His Cairns of Sainctuarie Science Fiction Series and his Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series have received national and international attention. He is currently working on a series of horror/suspense novels.

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