{eBook Tour} DEAD MEMORY by Lizzie T. Leaf ~ Chapter 1 Excerpt

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Title: DEAD Memory

Author: Lizzie T. Leaf
Publisher: Musa Publishing
Release Date: August 2012
Genre: Erotic, Paranormal, Romance
Length: 40k words
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Frustrated with her father’s demand she find a mate, Tawny does, but it’s not one that will receive her family’s blessing. Plus, her new love has no memory of his past…even his name.

Discovering an unconscious man who may be vampire, in the neighbor’s yard leads werewolf Tawny Howls down a love path that’s not going to make her father happy. She senses this man is different, but that doesn’t stop her attraction. Werewolves and vampires are traditional enemies, and it doesn’t help when he remembers nothing about his prior life.

Awakening to find a beautiful woman hovering over him, he remembers nothing of his past life. When Tawny decides to call him David, he’s fine with the name and the attention he receives from his nurse. But why does the scent of the prey she hunts excite him more than the food she cooks?

Can the strong attraction between a shifter and a vampire overcome years of distrust for each other’s species? Will the discovery of his true identity ensnare them in a battle that endangers their lives, in an effort to save mankind from Demon rule?


Witch, protect the vampire. Get him to safety.”

Caught between human and wolf form, the werewolf barely avoided the talons that slashed out at him from a charging demon. Bobby knew he’d better get his head focused on the fight or his ass was grass. The safety of an undead being shouldn’t rank high on the list at the moment.

His sensitive ears picked up the murmur of a chant over the sounds of battle.

“Magical Realms,

Transport now

To a Place

That is vampire safe.”

The witch had heard his shout and taken care of the problem. Why was he so concerned about a vampire? There were only a few he could stand to be in the same room with, unless it was to rip off their heads. But from their first meeting this one seemed different. He appeared to have compassion and a soul, if such a thing was possible for a bloodsucker.

Seconds before shouting his plea to the witch, Bobby’s sharp ears picked up a gunshot. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the lead demon — a

gigantic, hairy bastard — raising his sword to relieve the vampire of his head. What was special about the bullet to leave the vampire immobilized?

He’d have to deal with the vampire later. Jumping to the side, he brought the club in his left hand down on the skull of the fang-toothed creature that raced at him. The sword in his right hand pierced the demon’s throat. Right now, he had more pressing matters that required his attention.

Where in Hell had all these demons come from? If he didn’t watch his own ass, he’d be a headless werewolf when one of the sharp talons sliced it from his shoulders. At the very least, if one of the creatures managed to sink its row of razor sharp teeth into the flesh on any part of his body, it wouldn’t be a fun night for Bobby Wolferman.

Nope, he was fond of all his body pieces and no way would he let one of the ugly beasts take a bite out of him.

Bobby’s adrenaline surged and he laughed as he turned to face the next charge. Just another day in the battle of good versus evil in the great city of New Orleans.


Chapter One

Tawny Howls walked around the man that sprawled naked, except for a cross on a gold chain around his neck, spread-eagled in the shade of the huge oak tree that guarded Billie Joyce Nolan’s cabin. If he were conscious, he’d probably be griping about the sand in his crack. The Nolans had never believed in grass yards, and he sank into a sand bed. The thought gave a little lift to her spirits, pushing away the mood that had eaten at her the past few days.

Several sniffs of the air detected nothing unusual — that, to her way of thinking, could be a problem. She didn’t detect a human scent and he appeared human.

Puzzled, she knelt beside the unmoving body. She forced her stare away from his thick male appendage that created a rush of heat through her. Instead, she looked closely at the wet darkness that soaked his left temple, turning the dark blond hair into a glossy, almost black patch with streaks of red. Definitely congealed blood, but her keen sense of smell only picked up a faint metallic aroma.

Something didn’t feel right. She pushed the uneasiness aside and focused on determining how bad his injuries were. What bothered her about him would have to wait until later. She glanced toward the rough boards on the porch.

No, need to get him into a bed. Splinters to go with his other injuries aren’t a good thing.

Decision made, Tawny popped the lock on the cabin door and went back for the man, tossing him over her shoulder with ease.

To think, only a few minutes ago she’d been basking nude as she waited for the sun to rise. Starting her day with meditation had become her way of lifting the depression she’d battled this week. As the dawn broke, she’d spied the body.

A quick glance out the kitchen window as she searched for a cloth to go with the water now heating on the stove told her she’d missed her favorite part of the day. The explosion of rays when the sun peeked its head over the mountains always made her heart sing, no matter how depressed she felt at that moment.

Oh well, not the first disappointment in my life lately.

Her father’s demand that she return home to Appalachia to be with her own kind and give up the wild, crazy city ways had started a series of disappointments.

Wild hardly described her life in New Orleans. Overworked and underpaid was a more accurate description. Never a party animal, her job as a detective with the New Orleans Police Department left little time for wild and crazy, unless Daddy considered sleep to fall into the party girl category. Besides, given all the evil she saw in her chosen profession, spending time with her own company seemed safer.

Home less than a week, she realized her father’s real reason for wanting her back with “her kind” as he kept saying.

“Daughter, it’s time you picked a mate. In fact it’s past time.”

The males he invited to the farm for her to make a connection with were everything she’d left home to avoid. The one last weekend topped the list. Arrogant and demanding, he wore his “I’m in charge” attitude like a badge of honor. In less than five minutes she knew marriage to this stud would have the little woman at home with kids while he ran with the pack. No way did a life of barefoot and pregnant fit into her plans.

Besides, when and if I do decide to marry, it will be for love. This “mating for the good of the pack” made no sense. She didn’t need to be tied to some male just to satisfy animal lust. An occasional hook-up with a human male took care of that need.

The hiss of water bubbling over from the boiling bucket brought her back to the present. “Enough wool gathering,” Tawny muttered as she tossed the dishtowel, the only cloth she could find, over her arm and poured steaming water into a pan. On her way from the kitchen, she grabbed the bottle of rubbing alcohol she’d discovered in a cabinet. A soft moan caught her attention, and she hurried to the bedroom.

The blotch of blood that oozed from his temple made his face appear paler against the white pillowcase. She set the bowl on the table beside the bed and eased her behind onto the edge of the mattress. He didn’t move with the shift of the bed, so hopefully he’d passed out again. Cleaning up the gash on his temple wouldn’t be fun for him if he came around while she poured alcohol on the freshly cleaned wound.

Chewing on her bottom lip, Tawny studied the crease closer. With the blood cleaned away, it was obvious her patient had been grazed by a bullet.

What kind of trouble is this guy in? And what have I got myself into playing Good Samaritan?

Her cop instincts made it impossible to ignore the body in the yard, even if her tender heart, as her mother always called it when Tawny’s sympathy for someone kicked in, would have let her.

This wasn’t the time to worry about the situation. His other bruises, cuts, and scratches needed attention, and as she worked her glance kept going back to the bullet crease. She’d spent enough time at crime scenes to know a gunshot wound when she saw one.

Oooh.” The soft moan and restless movement alerted her he was coming out of the coma.

Her patient reached a hand toward his head, and Tawny pulled it back. “I just got your head all cleaned up and would be most appreciative if you didn’t touch it and spread germs again.”

“What? Where…” His eyes fluttered open, then closed. “Where am I?”

“You’re in my neighbor’s bed. She’s not around at the moment, but I don’t think she’ll have any issues with my bringing you here. After all, I found you in her front yard.”

He forced his eyes open again and this time looked at Tawny.

Blue. Oh my goodness, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man with such blue eyes. With that blond hair and all those muscles, he’s what Granny Ethel used to call a right handsome buck.

His lips curved upward in an attempted smile. “Who are you?”

“Tawny Howls. My family’s farm shares boundaries with the Nolan place, which is where we are.”

“And it appears you’re my guardian angel.” He attempted another smile that ended up in a grimace. “I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck.”

“Well, I won’t make you feel any worse by telling you what you look like.” Tawny couldn’t stop the grin that spread across her full mouth. “All I can say is, it had to have been a heck of a big truck.”

“That good, huh?” He lifted his hand and she grabbed it again.

“I think we need to get your head bandaged. Hang on and let me see what I can find in the closet. I’m sure Billie Joyce has another set of pillowcases we can use if I can’t find anything else.” Tawny rummaged through drawers and the old wardrobe that stood in the corner taking up too much room in the cramped surroundings.

She had to settle for another white pillowcase, and after ripping it into strips, she bandaged the still-seeping head wound.

This guy better count his blessings. I’m amazed there’s not more blood.

Leaning back, Tawny admired her work. “You look like a regular Sultan waiting for your harem to arrive.”

“Nice. Every man’s dream.” He mustered a little chuckle. “Thank you… Tawny, isn’t it?”

“That’s my name. Which leads me to the big question, what’s yours?”


His silence stopped her efforts to pick up the remnants left over from her bandage creation. The puzzled look on his face pulled her back to the bed.

Oh shit!

His skin had taken on a pasty sheen.

He’s going to pass out.

“Is your name so bad that you don’t want to share it with me?” A little humor might get him through this rough spot.

“No.” He stared quietly at his hands folded across his chest like a dead an,

refusing to meet her stare. “I don’t know who I am.”

“You have no idea where you sent him?” Bobby paced back and forth in front of the giant stone fireplace in his New Orleans mansion. “Cate, I asked you to send the vampire someplace safe, not somewhere unknown.” He stopped and raised his eyes to the heavens. There were times werewolves needed the aid of prayer, especially when they prayed for control.

“Look, Mister Bossy, if you recall things were a little hectic. I think it’s called the ‘heat of battle’ and I did the best I could to save Fang’s ass.”

If the glare she shot in his direction held the daggers it was meant to convey, he’d be a dead Were. And she had the power to accomplish the feat if she chose.

“You should be grateful, shifter, that I had the sense of mind to conjure a spell that quickly.”

“Right.” Bobby dropped in the closest chair and attempted to focus his mind on a calm place. “Can you recall exactly what you said?”

Cate shook her head in frustration and shot Bobby another nasty glare. “The same thing I told you five minutes ago. I asked the universe to take him to a place that is vampire safe.” She tucked her legs under her and crossed her arms. “I’m not going to repeat it again, so don’t bother asking.”

She had repeated her chant to him at least a dozen times since their return to his house, and he couldn’t blame her being annoyed. Yes, he could understand the heat of battle. They’d been outnumbered, and the vampire being taken out of action hadn’t helped. Still, between the two of them, they’d left a lot of dead demons, or at the very least, a bunch of badly wounded ones. Too bad they healed quickly.

His problem now, in addition to the finding the vampire, was to figure out the identity of the demon leader. He had more power than any demon Bobby had come up against previously — a giant, ugly creature, who appeared to take delight in inflicting pain, and some of the demons had called him boss. Bobby wished they’d used the big guy’s actual name so he would have a starting base on where to find out more.

Life these days had become a battleground for Bobby and his allies, and the situation kept ramping up. Lately, it seemed as if someone had booked a demon convention in the city and forgot to inform him. Even his contact on the police force acknowledged there was some bad shit going down.

“Why don’t you contact that vampire friend of yours up north? My high priestess said he’s in tight with the blood sucker king.” Cate tugged on her short skirt in an attempt to cover more of her never-ending legs.

It will take a strong spell to make that piece of fabric longer.

For a brief moment, Bobby regretted his interest wasn’t in the opposite sex. The witch would make some lucky male a good mate.

Turning from the appealing view of shapely female legs, Bobby stared into the flickering flames of the fireplace and considered Cate’s suggestion. The last time Aaron Lowell came to New Orleans to check on his investments, he brought a friend with him. The man had only been introduced as Daniel to Bobby and the rest of their little investment group, when they met to discuss their various business issues.

Always one to keep a sharp ear to the grapevine, Bobby heard the rumor that Daniel was the new vampire king. From Cate’s suggestion to contact Aaron, it must be a known fact, not just a rumor.

Hairs along his spine prickled and then receded — a sure indication to Bobby that his decision had just been made.

The only question that needs answering is the how? Shall I call Aaron, or imply show up in New York City at his bar?

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Award winning author, Lizzie T. Leaf started life in Kansas, continued her growing in North Carolina, and currently shivers through the winters in Colorado. She has numerous e-books in varying lengths and her first print book, Struck by Lightning, won dual 2007 Beacon awards, in addition to being a finalist in two other contests.

In addition, Making Christmas, a Christmas Historical novella set during the Civil War won Love Romances Café Best Historical for 2011 and is a finalist in the Aspen Gold for Best Novella.

Beyond Magic, the first book in the Magical Love series won the 2012 Award of Excellence Best Paranormal/Fantasy/Sy-Fi, and is a finalist for Best Paranormal in the Aspen Gold. Winners are announced in mid to late October.

Since discovering the fun of writing paranormal, she plays with creating vampires, faeries and other immortals. Her current focus is the DEAD series. Musa Publishing has re-released the first four novellas in the series and DEAD Hot, a new novella, is scheduled to release in October. Emerging Magic, the second novel in the Magical Love series will also release in late October or early November with Passion in Print Press.

When not creating mischief for paranormal beings, she can be found exploring the other genres she wants to write. She also serves as the 2012 President for the Heart of Denver Romance Writers.

Lizzie loves to read, spend time with her family and travel with her best friend husband during her free time, on which most of friends ask…“what free time?”  

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OWLET by Emma Michaels

Every author has one novel that they think of as "the book of my heart" at some point in their life and Owlet is mine. As a lifelong asthmatic I grew up always feeling disconnected from the characters I loved so dearly in the YA novels I read. It bothered me that all of the characters I felt close to were so much more capable than I will ever be. They say that when there is a novel you desperately want to read but can’t find, it must be one you need to write – so I did.

Today is the release day for Owlet, the novel I needed when I was growing up and that hopefully can help someone else who might have felt the same way or be feeling that way now. A YA Urban Fantasy about a girl who learns that sometimes having something working against you, can make you a stronger, better person and while it hurts to become that way it can also give you a fighting chance.


Emma Michaels

Title: Owlet
Author: Emma Michaels
Release Date: October 13th 2012
Series: Society of Feathers, #1
Publisher: Tribute Books
Length: 138 pages / ~48k words
Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, Romance 

Somewhere between falling and flying… there is a girl.

Iris has a secret. She lost her memory eight years ago and never told a living soul. After an asthma attack one night she finds out that her dreams of a strange house on a snowy island may be a memory resurfacing but the more she learns about the past the more she realizes the life she has been living is a lie. As the façade her father has built starts to crumble around her she will have to decide which means more to her; the truth or her life.


Emma Michaels is a multi-talented bookish girl. Not only is she the designer of beautiful covers (including several for Tribute Books), but she has many other accomplishments under her belt. She started book blogging in 2009 and was first published in 2010. She started The Writer’s Voice blog in 2011 as a way to help readers get to know authors on another level.

She moved to Washington at seventeen to be with the man that she loves, who asked her what she secretly wanted to be when she grew up. Naturally, she told him that she wanted to be an author, but at the time she thought "it was a pipe dream." He encouraged her to pursue her dreams and taught her that "sometimes reaching for the impossible can make a world of difference in your life." Now she is published and reaching well beyond what most people can imagine.

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BLOOD BOUND: Now Available For Direct Sale from Geas Publishing via Ganyy!

We are proud to announce that Blood Bound is now available for direct download from Geas Publishing via Ganxy. There are also direct links to Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo right on the page, so no hunting / searching for my books through the big companies search engines that sometimes don’t give you what you asked for or have issues with spelling.

Take a moment to check out Blood Bound by Aine P Massie. Blood’s Voice 2nd Edition to be released soon!

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Wicked and Wild Scavenger Hunt & Excerpt from "Cold Blooded" by Bernard Lee DeLeo

BTS Tours and Wild Child Publishing are proud to present the Wicked and Wild Halloween Scavenger Hunt. 37 blogs have linked together to allow you to hunt for 37 different words that will be hidden in each post, so at the end of the hunt you will have 37 answers to plug into the rafflecopter. Please DO NOT leave your answers in the comment section. We want this to be fun for everyone, and not take the challenge out of the game. So this is how it works.

All the blogs listed below will post their game piece on their allotted date. You are looking for one word (related to Halloween) to plug into the rafflecopter as your answer. For Example:’

If you are on Close Encounters with the Night Kind, and find your word (clues will be provided for you in the banner) you log into the rafflecopter form and place your answer in the box marked Close Encounters of the Night Kind. Follow along the entire Scavenger Hunt and collect all 37 clues. We will be drawing for 4 $25 dollar Gift Certificates to Wild Child Publishing. Happy Hunting!!!

Title: Cold Blooded
Author: Bernard Lee DeLeo
Publisher: Wild Child Publishing
Length: 88k words / 300 pps
Genre: Suspense, Mystery
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Nick McCarty decides after ten years of black ops assassinations it’s time for a change. Against the wishes of his shadow government bosses he has inexplicably managed to become a bestselling author with a string of novels about an assassin named Diego. The novels have made him world famous and provided a cover for his overseas sanctions. He bought a beautiful place in Pacific Grove, California near the ocean where he treks down to his favorite spot at Otter’s Point every morning he’s not away on assignment. But Nick feels something’s missing.

A sometime employer Nick takes on sanctions from when they coincide with the wishes of his government sponsors orders the death of a woman in the witness protection program. Nick sees something in the woman’s picture reminding him of someone he knew long ago. After a brief journey up to the restaurant in Northern California where his potential target, Rachel Hunter, works as a waitress, Nick makes a decision to alter his lifestyle. Hayden Tanus, the CEO of Tanus Import/Export looks out the window of his plush office on the Upper East Side of Manhattan wondering briefly if Rachel Hunter was finally dead. The fifty caliber bullet made a small hole in his window and a large one as it exited his head.

In the following days, playing the role of famous author doing research for his new novel, Nick enters Rachel’s life. He inadvertently triggers an unforeseen chain of events launching him in a cross country flight with Rachel, her daughter Jean, and Deke the dog. Rachel has secrets. The people still wanting her dead are about to find out a cold blooded killer now stands in their way and body counts mean absolutely nothing to him


“Damn it, Nick! Who the hell are you?” Rachel asked again in frustration.

“I’m a cold blooded psychopath with just a tiny thread of humanity left,” Nick answered, patting her hand.

“Oh, c’mon, Nick, I’ve seen you with Jean and Deke.”

“I killed a woman once while I petted her dog. I blew Tanus’s head off with a fifty caliber sniper rifle and had brunch in Pennsylvania later in the day. Tanus hired me to kill you.”

“Oh… my God…” Rachel pulled her hand away, staring into Nick’s unblinking eyes, and knew the truth. “You’re Diego?”

“Diego’s a campfire girl compared to what I am,” Nick replied bluntly. “Now that we know a little about each other, what say we work out a way to keep you and Jean in one piece?”

“How… I mean… I don’t know any more than I already told you.”

“I figure it this way, if the leak is plugged, my boss will get the hell off my back. It will make him more amenable to my taking on a team. We’re going to visit your safety deposit box and I’ll get a name or possibly a couple names. I’m going to trade the flash drives to my boss for an okay to sanction the top of the Tanus ladder.”

* * *

“When I saw you the first time at the restaurant, were you staking me out?”

“No, I was deciding whether to take Tanus out or not. The picture I had of you reminded me of someone from long ago. You still reminded me of her when I saw you in person.”

“And if I hadn’t?”

“Then I wouldn’t have been there to pull you out of the way last night.”

“Is this what they mean by being caught between a rock and a hard place?” Rachel nodded with a smile at Nick’s admission.

“No, this is between a rock and a cold, hard place,” Nick replied, smiling back.

“Nick,” Rachel looked up, as Nick stood and gathered the glasses and wine bottle, “the woman you killed… she was bad… right?”

“She was to someone.”

About The Author

Mr. DeLeo has fixed cars and trucks for over three decades in his one man shop in Oakland, CA. He writes adventure novels and has contracted two of them out to E-book publishers. Mr. DeLeo served four years in the US Navy, three aboard the Aircraft Carrier USS Ranger. After his discharge in 1972 he graduated from Chabot College with an AA degree in Auto Technology and a BA degree in English from Cal State Hayward. Wild Child Publishing released his writer/assassin novel COLD BLOODED in November, 2011. Mr. DeLeo has also self-published ten novels which are available on Amazon, the newest being HARD CASE and THE PROTECTORS

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Cover Reveal! THE SECRET SANTA WISHING WELL by Nikki Lynn Barrett

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I have a special treat today for you lovely romance lovers out there . . . The cover and blurb for The Secret Santa Wishing Well by Nikki Lynn Barrett!

Isn’t the cover gorgeous?! Leave a comment below to let Nikki know what you think.


Title: The Secret Santa Wishing Well
Author: Nikki Lynn Barrett 
Due Out: Late October 
Genre: Contemporary, Holiday, Romance 
Length: ~38k words

The magic of Christmas has been lost to Jacob Winston. At the suggestion of his ill sister, Jacob takes a job as a Secret Santa at a mall, hoping to restore his Christmas spirit. Even that doesn’t seem to work until a special little boy ambles up to make a very special wish…

Cheyenne Jensen is struggling to raise her two kids without the help of her ex husband who refuses to acknowledge his daughter’s existence and doesn’t provide for the son he does. Christmas is shaping up to be as heartbreaking as the last until her son Ben’s kind actions lead a stranger to them.

Ah, but it’s Christmas time and the magic has begun.

When Jacob and Cheyenne meet, neither can deny their immediate attraction to one another. As situations arise that require they spend more time together, the stronger their feelings grow.

With Christmas fast approaching, the pair learn what matters most in life, now if only they could ditch the ghost of Christmases past.

Maybe this holiday will bring some wishes come true- for everyone after all.

Nikki Lynn Barrett is a mother and a wife, and loves all things creative. Writing has been a passion since she was in elementary school. Along with writing, she is a reviewer, blogger, online bookstore owner, photographer and most recently, she went into business with her mom to design jewelry. Nikki currently resides in Phoenix Arizona, where she spends her summers dreaming and wishing she had a swimming pool to float around in, and dodges raindrops as monsoon storms roll in and she’s out with her camera. The Secret Santa Wishing Well is her debut book, but look out world, for this will not be the last you hear of her, as she has more stories planned to share with everyone.

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Release Day Promo and 5 ✯ Review: LOVE COMES SILENTLY by Andrew Grey w/ Excerpt

Today I have a special treat for all you M/M Romance-a-holics out there – Andrew Grey’s newest novel, Love Comes Silently was released today!

Below you will find a 5 ✯ Review from yours truly. Please take a moment to read, enjoy, and leave Andrew a little note (hint: he actually stops by and responds to commenters 😉 )

Title: Love Comes Silently
Author: Andrew Grey
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: October 1st 2012
Genre: M/M, Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 200
Source: Author

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Caring for a loved one with cancer is tough. Doing it alone is overwhelming—especially when that loved one is a child. But ever since Ken Brighton’s partner left him, Ken has spent his days at the hospital with his daughter, Hanna, hoping for a miracle. Maybe the mysterious care packages that appear for Hanna don’t qualify, but they bring a spark of hope into his and Hanna’s tired life—and so does Ken’s neighbor, former singer Patrick Flaherty.

For two years Patrick hasn’t been able to focus on anything but the life he should have had. An injury robbed him of his voice, and the idea of introducing himself to new people intimidates him. But over the past months, he’s watched as his neighbor nursed his sick child, and once he meets Ken, Patrick starts to crave a life with him—a life he isn’t sure he can have.

Ken doesn’t realize he’s fallen in love until the doctors send Hanna home, saying there’s nothing more they can do: Hanna will either recover or succumb. Ken’s heart is set on a new beginning—with both Patrick and Hanna. But Patrick’s silence leaves Ken wondering what Patrick wants.

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{eBook Tour} Review: TAMING THE OUTBACK by Ann B. Harrison with Excerpt & Giveaway

Title: Taming the Outback
Author: Ann B. Harrison
Publisher: Breathless Press 
Genre: Contemporary, Romance 
Length: 159 pages 
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Is Libby prepared to give up her new home for a chance to roll Nathan in the hay when her libido wakes up after five long years?

Nathan Miller rattles Libby’s nerves more than she cares to admit. He is the one person that stands between her and the family home that has been left to her.

So why then is he the guy that stirs her up to such an extent that her body pulses with the need to have him? They do nothing but clash and snap at one another and he makes no bones about the fact that she shouldn’t be on the station, but back in the city where he thinks she belongs.

Libby fights to learn about her new home while struggling to find a way into Nathans heart. She almost loses it all when a flood hits their tiny town and rips through her farm putting her daughter’s life in danger.

Will she be able to convince him that she is not the irresponsible city chick he has dubbed her or will he see her as she truly is, a woman in love with him.

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