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If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading at all. ~ Oscar Wilde ~

I am a total book addict! I read so many books under the sky, I’ve lost count. But then I also have only a handful of authors/writers who really enamored me and I religiously read them, re-read them and re-read some more! I have ebooks and paperbacks….talk about serious addiction. They are like chicken soup for the soul!!!

Be warned, I can also be a bit of a book snob…sorry! But never in disrespect. Shelter In Place and Working From Home has me scouring countless new authors and books I normally wouldn’t have had the time for. And then, once in a blue moon you come across a couple of authors who really, really get into your soul and now your are binge reading every single one of their books. You wake up with the characters on mind, scenes behind your eyes and a smile on your lips.

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And this brings me to Riley Edwards and her orgasmic heroes!!!!! Not that I’ve never read her, but it was only as part of her twinsies Susan Stoker’s series and crossovers. (Now Susan Stoker is another different story for another day :)) But now I’ve managed to read her entire series, back to back and a few more times…

If I end up reading the same book two three times in a row, re-visit certain scenes, that book for me is a winner! Reading Riley’s books was intense gratification and the fifth time was immense pleasure. It’s a world of heroism and courage, valor and bravery, brotherhood and family, passion and devotion. They made me cry and laugh, exasperated and angry, happy and content.

Gotta tell you, she really can’t churn out these books as fast as I can read!!! 😉 Incredibly worthy reads.

And here’s some tantalizing coming your way soon……enjoy,

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I’m off on a date with Colin Doyle and his “driving me nuts” Erin Anderson 😉

With Gratitude……..

We are living in a new normal…..a fact we need to accept, tolerate, embrace and continue to live so with bravery, compassion and empathy.

There are friends, there is family, there are friends that become family, and then there are strangers who become our lifeline in a crisis! It’s not what we have in life that matters, but who we have in our life that makes a difference to survive.

 

So today, I dedicate this not just to mothers, aunts or grandmothers, but to all the Dads, Uncles and Grandfathers, every courageous person in guise of a first responder, the frontline that’s lending a hand to plow through these times, as well as to every stranger with a heart of gold!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart 

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I have followed Rachel Lacey from her first book and she still is on my favorite list. From her first foray into writing books starting with “Unleashed” to “Don’t Cry For Me”, she had an amazing span of genre that I totally loved reading.

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First in her Midnight In Manhattan Series, Rachel introduces her readers to the petite, strong, professional Eve Marlow, who owns her own marketing company as well as a TV Show. A show that needs some uplift and a new lease of life. Who would have thought that finding a litter of kittens would put her to Josie Swanson, a complete opposite of Eve. Josie who puts her dreams aside to make a living with the bar she inherited.

But then, opposites are meant to attract. Two ends of a spectrum are meant to collide. And Lady Fate loves to interfere in people’s lives to make it more interesting. Eve and Josie, sure have their work cut out for them as they navigate their fears and insecurities, prioritize their feelings and really reach out for what matters in life.

I fell in love with their courage, sincerity and self respect as they beat down the world to fit themselves!!!!

Rachel Lacey gives her readers an emotional journey as two wonderful people take a journey to a life they never dreamed. 

A stunning read if you ask me!!!

Received an ARC from the author for an honest review.

I am so sad to see Katie Rues’s “Endgame Trilogy” come to an end and what a stunning end it is. Any book of hers is a reading pleasure. Ellis Bishop is finally exacting revenge for being framed and getting his life ruined But the act of kidnapping a princess to get to his end game becomes a threat to his heart. 

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Arianna is thrown into danger as the reality of her stepfather’s life puts her in the crosshairs of his evil actions and coming to terms that her kidnapper is actually an honorable man. Ellis and Arianna are a treat to read as they stumble though their attraction along with keeping themselves safe enough to bring down her stepfather. 

And the finale was a very well thought out plot as Katie Reus gives one of her best written romantic suspense.

Received an ARC from KR Press, LLC via NetGalley for an honest review.

Interview with Catherine Bybee

Please tell us about the fire that inspired your newest novel My Way To You.

I was taking my youngest son to his senior pictures for the school when we noticed a plume of smoke in the rearview mirror. I have lived through many fire scares in the twenty years I lived in my home. Only this time, it wouldn’t be a false alarm.

You had to evacuate your house because of the fire. How did you feel in those moments?

I was thankful my children and I escaped, and terrified that I would come home to nothing but ash and debris. I’d packed up the cars with pictures and things I felt I couldn’t replace, but had to leave one of my cars behind because the fire engine was blocking my ability to drive it away. But none of that truly mattered. I felt like all the work I had done to keep my children’s family home after my recent divorce was for nothing. That fire was going to undermine the stability I had desperately tried to preserve. In short, I was an emotional mess.

While your property suffered immense damage, thankfully your home was left standing. Did this experience change the meaning of that word for you—home?

Home is stability. It’s a base for all the things we cherish. But it’s the people who make it so. I had a conversation with my youngest son not too long ago. I asked him if he missed the home he grew up in. (I’ve since moved to San Diego and sold my property in Santa Clarita.) This is what he said, “The day we ran from the fire, I stopped caring about the house. I didn’t think it would be there when we came back.” So no, he doesn’t miss his childhood home. I was shocked to hear this since my youngest tends to hold back his feelings. I lived in that house for 21 of my 51 years of life. There were memories in every corner. But in the end, the fire and flood… and exhaustion made it easier for me to sell it and walk away. Now that I’m in a new place I’m reminded that my family and memories are always with me—and a house is wood and stone. Whether I like it or not, however… it is stability. And that was shook to its core because of the fire. 

Your life changed drastically in just one day, which is something your heroine Parker experiences—twice. The first time is when her parents die. How does this one event inform the course of her life?

She has to stop thinking about herself and put others before her. She had to grow up. Trauma changes you! Period. And I needed Parker to experience that so she could realize just how strong she was.

She has to find that strength again when fire almost destroys her home. Tell us how your heroine changes during all of this.

She needed to learn to lean on others again. Her parents death took that away and made her a very controlling person. (Ahummm… that’s my own epiphany.) It’s through the course of the book, and all the other players, that she learns to open herself up to live a full life. I think she also learns to be a big sister again and not the parental figure she took on.

In what ways is Parker like you? In what ways is she different?

She learned to let go, I still can’t do that. 

She fell in love… That’s not me. 

She had a privileged childhood with tons of options… Not me. 

Parker fought to keep her home and make it right to live in it. I fought to keep my home and make it right to sell it. After so many years and so many struggles, it just wasn’t the peaceful place it once was. And with an empty nest and no Colin there to give it meaning, I needed to let go and start new. 

 

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About the Title

Title: My Way To You

Author: Catherine Bybee

Release Date: March 10, 2020

Publisher: Montlake

Summary

When a wildfire nearly destroys Parker Sinclair’s family home, it’s just one more disaster to add to her mountain of stress. For the past two years, she has shouldered the responsibility of raising her younger brother and sister after their parents’ untimely deaths. Forced to leave college for a crappy job that barely pays the bills, Parker manages her family property, which consumes every aspect of her life. Now winter is coming and the forecast isn’t spreading sunshine on the dark cloud over her head. The last thing Parker needs is a mudslide destroying everything she has worked so hard to maintain.

Colin Hudson’s job as a public works supervisor is to protect Parker’s property and neighborhood from further damage. But it’s a little hard when the owner of the land is a control freak who tries to do everything herself. The hardworking, attractive young woman is far from the “hot mess” she claims to be. In fact, her tight grip of control is one of the things that attract him the most. It’s also the hardest to crack. Now Colin’s working overtime to help Parker open up her heart, trust him, and let him in.

As Parker and Colin work together to keep her home and neighborhood safe, they may be in for another disaster. Or they may just realize that sometimes it takes destruction to create something new.

About the Author

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New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author Catherine Bybee has written thirty-four books that have collectively sold more than seven million copies and have been translated into more than eighteen languages. Raised in Washington State, Bybee moved to Southern California in the hope of becoming a movie star. After growing bored with waiting tables, she returned to school and became a registered nurse, spending most of her career in urban emergency rooms. She now writes full-time and has penned the Not Quite series, the Weekday Brides series, the Most Likely To series, and the First Wives series. For more information on the author, visit www.catherinebybee.com.

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EXCERPT:

“Excuse me?” 

Parker turned toward the sound of the male voice and brushed aside hair that had fallen out of her ponytail. The sun glared in her eyes, making it difficult to get a clear picture of the man standing on the other side of her gate. 

“Hello,” she greeted him. 

“Do you live here?” 

Probably a neighbor, she thought to herself. They’d shown up constantly after the fire to see how close the flames had actually come to their homes. Many of them invited themselves in without knocking. That was until she paid to have someone come in and fix the broken gate and stop the trespassers. 

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“I would hope so,” she said, waving the pruner in her hands. “I don’t think I would take this job for actual money.” The closer she got to the gate, the better the features of the man came into focus. He stood at least three inches taller than her, no easy task when she was five nine. Broad shoulders and arms that didn’t look like they slaved in an office all day. He wore jeans. It had to be over a hundred degrees, and the man wore jeans. 

And filled them out nicely, if she wasn’t too tired to notice. 

Parker forced her gaze back to his face, his eyes hidden by his sunglasses; his thick brown hair wasn’t covered by a hat. 

She stopped in front of him, the gate to the property a clear division. The intense set of his jaw softened slightly. “Is your, ah … husband here?” 

Three years ago, in a bar … or while out with friends, she would have instantly denied a lack of a husband. Out here, with a stranger … even an attractive one standing at her front door, she wasn’t about to correct him. “Who’s asking?” 

The man’s smile fell and he quickly removed his sunglasses. “I’m sorry. My name is Colin Hudson. Colin to my friends.” 

“What can I do for you, Mr. Hudson?” She wasn’t about to call him by his first name. 

“I work with the Public Works Department and wanted to see if you’d let me take a quick look at the wash that runs through your property.” He reached into his back pocket and removed his wallet. Out came a business card that he handed her through the bars of the iron gate. 

She had to move close enough to take the card, but retreated once she had it in her fingertips. 

He instantly shoved his hands in his front pockets and took a step back. 

The card looked legit. Parker reminded herself that anyone with a computer could make a business card. “Does your department work on Saturdays, Mr. Hudson?” 

“All the time.” 

She peered beyond the gate, didn’t see a car. “Did you walk here?” 

Mr. Hudson looked over his shoulder, pointed his thumb down the street. “I have a company truck. I parked around the corner.” 

“Ah-huh.” She wanted to believe him. His caramel brown eyes looked kind enough. “Even Ted Bundy was good-looking,” she said loud enough for him to hear. 

Parker looked up to find him staring, his mouth gaped open. “That’s a first.” 

“Sorry.” Not sorry. “By-product of being a lone woman on a large piece of property with a stranger asking to come in. Business card aside, you could be anyone.” 

He lifted his hands in the air. “Very wise. I hope my sister would do the same. I was just hoping to get an eye on the canyon before Monday’s meeting. But I can wait.” 

She relaxed her grip on the tree pruner. “What meeting?” 

“The city and county are meeting to discuss the concerns of the watershed after the fire. We’re developing a plan to preserve property during the winter. If I could take a quick look it would help.”

“You mean prevent mudslides?” 

“Control mudslides,” he corrected her. 

She shifted from foot to foot. “You can do that?” 

“It’s a big part of our job.” He smiled, looked over her shoulder. “I can wait. I don’t want to make you uneasy.” 

Parker looked back toward the house. “Tell you what. You go get your company truck and I’ll grab a snake fork and show you the wash.” 

His eyes narrowed with an unasked question. 

“It’s summer. Rattlesnakes are a thing,” she explained. 

“You sure?” 

Yeah, she was sure. “I’ll open the gate. You can park inside.”

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