The Aspen Ridge Series by Jill Haymaker
Ride Into Love
Aspen Ridge Book 5
When ROBIN OUTLAW’S husband passes away unexpectedly, she struggles to put the pieces of her shattered life back together while running Eagle Tree Cattle Ranch without him. Her days of romance are over. That is until, she notices a cowboy who’s been there all along.
TRAVIS MORGAN is an uncomplicated man. He’s been a cowhand for over forty years, the last thirty at Eagle Tree Ranch. With the boss man gone, suddenly he finds himself noticing Robin in a whole new light. Could she ever see him as more than an employee?
Can their love of a cattle ranch, nestled high in the Colorado Rockies, bring these two together for something more? Maybe a small, discarded puppy will be all it takes to get the ball rolling and open their hearts to new possibilities.
Rediscover romance in Aspen Ridge—a small town with an open heart.
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Aspen Ridge Book 4
Aspen Assisted Living facility is known for their festive holiday decorations, but it did little to decorate the hearts of the residents.
The longer Grace Decker lives at the facility, the more she retreats into herself. What is the point? Her freedom died right along with her husband. Now strangers treat her like a child. She doesn’t even care that it’s almost Christmas.
The last thing Albert Stanley, a former rodeo star, wants is to be stuck inside with not a horse in sight. Six months in this place has seemed like six years. Although he’s the life of the party on the outside, inside he feels alone and isolated. Is he going to die without ever experiencing true love?
Albert decides to make it his mission to bring some Christmas cheer into Grace’s life, despite her resistance. Can two people who believe their lives are over, remember romance at Christmas, and discover that you are never too old to fall in love? This book will make you a believer in Christmas miracles.
THIS CHRISTMAS, REDISCOVER ROMANCE IN ASPEN RIDGE, COLORADO, A SMALL TOWN WITH AN OPEN HEART.
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Come Home To Love
Aspen Ridge Book 3
Riley Beckman has spent the last six years trying to be the perfect single parent to her daughter, Ava. The result of a one-night-stand with a handsome cowboy, Riley didn’t even know his last name when he rode off into the morning sunrise. By the time she discovered she was pregnant, all she could do was make the best of the amazing gift she’d been given.
She hadn’t needed a man to establish a happy home for herself and her daughter.
Justin Thorne, known to his friends as JT, has been a nomad since leaving home at eighteen. A cowhand, he’s traveled ranch to ranch and state to state, never staying in any one place long enough to put down roots. Still there was that one night and one girl he...
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Ropin the Rancher by Kellie Kamryn
Trudy glanced at her wrist. “Well, would you look at the time? I need to get going.”
Kit frowned in confusion. “What are you talking about? You just got here, and besides, it’s your appointment.”
Greg heaved a sigh and folded his arms over his chest. “Mom, you’re not even wearing a watch.”
Trudy scratched her wrist. “Huh… You’re right. It must be my intuition telling me it’s time to leave.” She hiked her purse onto her shoulder and stood. “You kids have a nice chat about me, and we will discuss it next week.”
Surprised, Kit gaped as Trudy hurried from the office, slamming the door behind her.
She turned to Greg. “What the hell just happened?”
Greg scratched at his head. “I don’t know. She told me she wanted to discuss something with me, but she felt better doing it at your office. Said she felt better with a professional present.”
Kit muttered under her breath. “That woman will drive me nuts one day…”
One of Greg’s eyebrows shot upward. “You’re talking about my mother.”
Kit rolled her eyes. “As if you don’t know your own mother.”
“You have a point.” He chuckled, lounging back into the sofa, one arm on the backrest, long legs stretched out in front of him. “There were times I thought she’d be the death of me. Or I’d strangle her. But like you said—she is one of a kind.”
Kit swallowed hard, trying not to be affected by his sexy sprawl on her couch. Moisture gathered in her pussy, and she pressed her legs together, tugging down her skirt. “Well.” She cleared her throat. “Your mom has paid in advance for this session. Tell me how you’d like to proceed on her dime.”
“I find it incredibly hot that you don’t wear panties,” he murmured.
She startled for a second, then zeroed in on him, her Domme persona rising to the challenge. He needs to be taught a lesson. Kit straightened her spine, intentionally thrusting out her breasts and crossing one leg over the other slowly to give Greg a good glimpse of what he wouldn’t be getting.
She noted Greg’s reaction to the red three-inch heels that adorned her feet. She purposefully swung one leg for a second, letting the moment drag out, and relished the way Greg’s nostrils flared and his pupils dilated as he observed her actions.
Kit stood, her feet shoulder-width apart, hands on hips, and stared at him. Using her commanding voice, she said, “Correction, slut. The proper response is, I find it incredibly hot that you don’t wear panties, Mistress.”
Greg’s cheeks flushed with a pink hue. He sat up straight and bowed his head. “I find it incredibly hot that you don’t wear panties, Mistress.”
Roping the Rancher
Brokenhead Hearts Book 2
by Kellie Kamryn
Kit Morgan is Brokenhead’s sex therapist by day and Dominatrix by night. While she never shies away from being her true self, she rarely mixes business with pleasure...
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Servant of Salem by Breanna Hayse
Servant of Salem
by Breanna Hayse
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Suspense, Time Travel
“The intricate patterns woven into the tapestries of time are not always to be understood, but to be accepted as just being. The truth serves to illuminate the enlightened and destroy the deeds of the wicked, and know always that there are those who will silence it. My hope for mankind is to learn from the past to better the future and that people become wise to the power of their lies, and not be fooled as those who were fooled before…" ~ The Master of Salem; Robert Calef, PhD. Salem, MA 2015
Destiny Calef has two great passions in her life: her handsome and incredibly sexy professor husband, Robert, and serving the truth of history - particularly that of the world-renowned, infamous witch trials of Salem, Massachusetts.
Granted as part of their research stipend, the couple moves into the old Downing farm, the former residence of the accused witch, John Proctor. It is there where Destiny's dreams become nightmares, and she is plagued by a recurring vision that occurs at the exact same time of 3:33 a.m. There is no escape from the images that haunt her mind, and no answers with regards to their purpose. Her only hope lies in finding a clue hidden in Robert's secret library that is locked in the basement's vault. But Robert refuses to give her the key...
Curiosity and desperation get the better of her and Destiny defies Robert's orders to steer clear of his library. In that room, she discovers the truth about her husband's troubled past and his incredible secret… one which will not only turn her life upside down, but will lead to her standing face-to-face with one of history's most manipulative and notorious accusers of witchcraft, the Reverend Samuel Parris himself. This was a man who was known to get what he wanted, no matter the cost, and the portrait painted by history was nothing compared to his true evil and selfish nature.
Time has brought Destiny to 17th century Salem for a reason, but there are rules regarding changing the course of events, and severe consequences when these rules are broken. Destiny soon discovers that the kinky role-play games she and Robert enjoy enacting in the bedroom are child's play compared to the harsh deliverance of penance in colonial life. She also learns that things written in the history books are not always the truth, and makes it her mission to not only save innocent lives from the clutches of Samuel Parris, but to let everyone in the future know that what is written is not always the truth.
I started this piece as a historian, following the treasure map of documents and accountings of the infamous 1692 Witch Trials of Salem. What I discovered between the pages of history were the specters of truth lost in the kaleidoscope of time and concealed in the shadows of those who hungered for...
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Shadows at Dawn by Kat Martin
Shadows at Dawn
Don’t miss this scorching novella, part of what Publishers Weekly is calling Kat Martin’s “tantalizing” new Maximum Security series!
Private detective Jaxon Ryker swore to himself he would keep his hands off Mindy Stewart. No matter how much Jax might secretly wish otherwise, his colleague at The Max is strictly off-limits. But when Mindy is the victim of an attempted kidnapping, everything changes. With both of them thrust into danger, Jax swears to protect her. As they work together in search of answers, it becomes clear Mindy’s life is on the line, so a trap is set—with Mindy as bait. Jax and Mindy have to put aside their overwhelming attraction, but if they live through this, all bets are off…
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Miss Demeanor, PI
P.I. I Love You
Miss Demeanor P.I. Book 1
by Joanne Jaytanie
Rivers don’t let rocks hold them back. River Nightingale has decided to blow past the rocky men in her life.
She’s played by the rules for too long—especially when it came to her career as a cop. She was the top closer of cases for years, but promotions in her small town cop shop went to her less productive male counterparts. River decides it’s time to change careers. She leaves her small town to purchase a Seattle private detective agency and become her own boss.
Homicide Detective Gage Hamlin takes pride in his job; he closes cases and fosters justice. All that changed the day River Nightingale sauntered into his office. River has him questioning his pride, his cases, and his aversion to private detectives, especially beautiful private detectives.
River’s client thinks Gage got it wrong, and River is forced to prove Gage missed a murder. Will River and Gage find a way to play nice, or will River be forced to leave Gage behind?
River walked into the precinct on Fourth Street. The building buzzed with activity. She wondered why people weren’t falling over one another, given how fast they moved. Yes, she knew cop shops—she’d spent her last ten years living in one, but the little cop shop in Bear Creek, Montana was only slightly larger than this lunchroom she peeked into as she passed by. When she asked for directions to the detectives’ bullpen, the sergeant at the front desk looked her up and down, rolled his eyes, then pointed behind him and went back to a pile of paperwork.
She walked slowly by each door, reading the nameplates as she passed, until she came to the door of Homicide Detective Gage Hamlin. The office walls were glass giving her a clear view of the man sitting at his desk studying his computer. His disheveled coffee-colored hair brushed the collar of his button-down royal blue shirt. When he looked over the top of his computer screen, his sapphire-colored eyes locked on hers. River smiled and gave a cursory knock on the half-opened door.
“Detective Hamlin?” River asked.
“Yeah, last time I checked. Do we have an appointment?” Detective Hamlin asked as he grabbed his phone, and scrolled through, looking for an answer.
“No. No appointment. However, if you’re not too busy, I wonder if we could chat for a few minutes?”
Detective Hamlin smiled, rose to his feet, walked around his desk, and pulled the door open wider. He gestured for her to enter.
“Sure, I have a few minutes. How can I help you, Miss—?” He grabbed the pile of files and loose papers out of the closest chair and dumped them into the next one over.
“My name is River Nightingale. I’m a private investigator, and I’ve been hired by the Baxter family to check into their parents’ deaths.”
River watched as his sparkling eyes and dazzling smile faded from his...
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