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Book I in the Dear One series…
Two hearts, three lives, one future…
Lady Dianna Marshall’s attempt to sabotage her arranged marriage ends in disaster. Forced to flee England before her reputation–and future–is beyond salvage, she boards the Titanic with a young married couple who’ve offered her sanctuary, in exchange for her unborn child…
Texas rancher Jake Douglas knows heartache. So when his cousin’s widow washes up in New York accompanied by an expectant run away, he does the only thing his conscience will allow…
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I was raised by my mom and stepdad on a hobby farm where my passion for reading, and all things furred and feathered, was indulged. When I wasn’t adopting stray cats and dogs—and the occasional flock of geese—I was riding one of my horses, or locked in my room with the latest Nancy Drew, Black Stallion, …
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Dear One Series 1912 … When the Titanic sinks, Dianna faces desperate choices… 1914… …
I’ve been home all week working on final edits of My Own in preparation of sending it to my editor. Sporadically, I’ve been exchanging emails with the artist I hired to design three ebook/print book covers for my Dear One series. It’s been a quiet, and productive week. Quiet, because Hubs is out of town …
I’m a die-hard in-the-pulp book reader. Not that I haven’t downloaded books to the Kindle app on my tablet to read. I have. And sadly, have yet to read any of them, as a scroll through my purchases/downloads informs me. I logged on to Amazon to leave a review of the book I read this …
I’ve started final revisions of My Dear One’s sequel, My Own, in preparation of sending it to my editor, for you guessed it, her to send back to me for more revisions! But that is the nature of the authoring beast—you think you’re finished, and someone, maybe yourself, shows you how wrong you are. That …
Mother would fry his eyeballs if she learned he’d used his trip to Europe to delve into her nephew’s affairs. The fact he’d done it to protect her from a potential fraud at worst, and a down-on-his-luck sob-story from an estranged relative seeking a handout at best, would hold no water with her. The only …
