Saturday, November 14, 2015

Maverick- book 9 In the Company of Snipers Series by Irish Winters





 

Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.
The wife of one handsome husband and mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home, and travelling the country with her man while – writing. (Seriously, what else?)
She believes in making every day count for something, and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, “Look out the window and see something!”
To learn more about Irish and her books, please visit www.IrishWinters.com






He’s heartsick and battle-weary.
Maverick Carson returned home from war with too much pain and not enough honor. Searching for a way to forgive and forget, he quits The TEAM and starts to walk. He's walked all the way to Wyoming when the sight of a pretty girl riding a massive draft horse steals his breath—until the hillside gives way beneath the horse. Rushing to her aid, he runs straight into the world of China Wolf, the headstrong owner of the Wild Wolf Ranch and the owner of the finest Percherons in the country.
She doesn’t need a man in her life.
Never has. Never will. China Wolf has responsibility enough between the rowdy horses she loves, the wayward sister she tolerates, and the precocious niece she adores. Besides, Maverick’s made it clear he’d rather hit the road than hang around her ranch. Why should she care? She doesn’t—not until she glimpses the cowboy in his eyes. Maybe she needs a man after all.
Just. This. One. 




Casting Call!
Leading Characters

The ruggedly handsome Josh Duhamel as Maverick 

Maverick was one of Alex Stewart's junior agents before he got fed up with life and walked away from The TEAM. Recently returned from Afghanistan, he's a Marine who loves his country, but he still hasn't come to grips with the death of his younger brother. Dark-haired, scruffy and brooding, he's looking for something when he ends up in Wyoming. He just doesn't know what.


Olivia Wilde as the beautiful and determined China Wolf.

China is the owner of the Wild Wolf horse ranch in Wyoming. Long, black hair and deep blue eyes, she manages her 'kids,' a couple dozen Percheron draft horses, as well as a couple hundred head of cattle. Except for the help of two ranch hands, she does everything pretty much by herself and she's okay with that arrangement. She loves her life. 
The hard work. The Wild Wolf. Her kids. All of it.


Secondary Characters

The fiery Jessica Chastain as Leezel, China's sister. Leezel is one big party waiting to happen, and not in a good way. She's been running from responsibility since the day she was born. A mean-spirited woman, she's raising her daughter, Kyrie, on her own, not that that's a good thing. Leezel has chopped, chopped reddish-brown hair, dresses inappropriately, would rather be drunk than not, and chases men. Maverick included.


Mia Talericos is perfect for the roll of Kyrie, China's five year old niece.


Kyrie is a skinny and looks just like her Aunt China whom she adores and calls Andy China. She has a speech impediment, not that Leezel would notice. Kyrie loves the stray cats that hang around China's barn, but mostly, she craves China's love and affection.

Teasers!









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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

The Memory Catcher by Denise Moncrief





Denise is a Southern girl. She has lived in Louisiana all her life, and yes, she has a drawl. She has a wonderful husband and two incredible children, who not only endure her writing moods, but also encourage her to indulge her writing passion. Besides writing romantic suspense, she enjoys traveling, reading, and scrapbooking.

Accounting is a skill she learned to earn a little money to support her writing habit. She wrote he first story when she was a teen, seventeen handwritten pages on school-ruled paper and an obvious rip-off of the last romance novel she read. She’s been writing off and on ever since, and with more than a few full-length manuscripts already completed, she has no desire to slow down.





When someone touches Naomi Fuller, she catches visions of dark memories that fill the other person’s soul with regret, fear, or shame. Living with other people’s guilt leaves little room in her psyche for her own history. She recalls seemingly unconnected events, but did those horrible incidents happen yesterday, last week, or six years ago?
Naomi believes someone is messing with her mind, so she turns to Sidney Ashe for help untangling her distorted timeline, but the more she leans on him, the more she questions his motives. Can she distance herself from Ashe when her heart is hopelessly falling for him?
As Naomi struggles to understand how her emerging memories mesh with the guilty memories of everyone around her and things become clearer, she fears there is a killer in Clallam County who would do anything to stop her from remembering.


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 Snippet Time!



He stood behind her. She knew he did. She could feel his heat.
“Why don't you remember me?”
“I’m sorry. I wish I did.”
His hands brushed her arms as she slipped away from him and rushed to the bay window, staring out into the darkened forest beyond her property line. Once again, Naomi waited for the rush, the physical reaction when she caught a vision from someone’s past. Nothing. She pulled nothing from the man. Maybe he was one of those rare people who had no regrets. Or maybe there was a reason his torments didn’t invade her soul as others’ did. Her memory banks were so full of other people’s trauma her mind had no room for pleasant recollections of her own.
His arms wrapped around her middle, and he whispered into her hair. “How much have you forgotten?”
A strange way to word his question. Almost as if he knew how big her memory void was. As if he expected her to have an exact answer for the mystery that defined her existence. She didn’t know how much she’d forgotten. She might never. He had confronted her with the reality she’d been denying. Naomi couldn’t run far enough to escape a past she couldn’t remember.
With a sigh of relief, she settled into his embrace, surprised at her reaction to a man she didn’t remember, reluctant to push him away just yet. Being in his arms felt so good, so right. She pulled nothing from him except a frisson of electrical heat, strong and powerful. An attraction she would not be able to ignore if she could trust him and let him into her life.
How much had she forgotten? Her reply clung to the back of her throat, creating a huge clog of emotion. The truth screamed for freedom. It almost made it into the open
air, but once again, the unexpected happened.
Naomi’s eyes riveted to the view behind her house, to a man beckoning her at the edge of the woods, motioning with one hand and swinging a lantern in the other. The sight sent a wave of unexplainable but somehow familiar dread through her.


 
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