Monday Author Meetup: Paty Jager

This week, I’m very happy to welcome back award-winning, multi-genre author Paty Jager.

Paty Jager

About the author:
Award-winning author Paty Jager and her husband raise alfalfa hay in rural eastern Oregon. On her road to publication she wrote freelance articles for two local newspapers and enjoyed her job with the County Extension service as a 4-H Program Assistant. Raising hay and cattle, riding horses, and battling rattlesnakes, she not only writes the western lifestyle, she lives it.

All her work has Western or Native American elements in them along with hints of humor and engaging characters. Her penchant for research takes her on side trips that eventually turn into yet another story.

Paty, please tell us about your writing schedule. What’s your best time of day to write? On average, how many hour a day do you write?

My favorite time of day to write is the morning. I like to get at the story while I’m fresh. When we’re not building a house (as we have been since August) I try to write three hours in the morning and two in the afternoon. With a lunch break to check emails and the evening to work on promotion/social networking.

Writing while building a house, that’s a tall order! Do you use scented candles, music, wine, chocolate, etc., to put you in the mood to write?

I like to use certain music for each book or series I write. I’m like Pavlov’s dogs. When I hear the music I listen to for a book or series, it draws me into the book and the characters faster than just sitting in silence. I prefer music without lyrics unless it is in a language I don’t understand. For the Spirit books I listened to Native American music, for my Action Adventure books, I listen to music from the country where the story is set. Right now while writing mysteries, I listen to jazz because that is my main protagonist’s favorite music.

Are you self-published? If so, what made you choose this route?

I am what is called a hybrid author. I started with a small romance press and then went out on my own as a self-published author. I still have some work with the small press but I am predominately self-publishing. I chose this route once I felt I’d learned what I needed to know about writing, editing, and publishing a book. I would not have self-pubbed straight out of the gate. I believe being with a publisher first is invaluable to an author. It teaches you ways to look at your writing you can’t if the only critical eye is your own and a couple of critique partners. It also taught me the stages it takes to make a story a book. I answered the second part of the question like a politician, didn’t I. 😉 The main reasons I chose to self-publish was for more control over covers, release dates, and pricing.

A politician? Naw, let’s just say diplomatic. How do you develop your plots and your characters?

For each stand-alone book and each series my plots and characters are developed different. Some books or series come to me as characters first- as with Isabella Mumphrey in the action adventure series. Some come to me from something I’ve heard or seen. Perfectly Good Nanny was the product of hearing about a child ordering items online with their parents’ credit cards and the parents not knowing until the packages arrived. Others, I have an idea for plot- such as the first mystery book, Double Duplicity. It was something my brother told me about a piece of art several years ago. The information kept spinning in my head until I came up with the perfect murder to include the piece of art and then I needed a protagonist who was an artist and to keep with my tagline: ​Tales of intrigue and romance starring cowboys and Indians I made my female sleuth part Native American. MAYAN MOON 1 (200x300)

Oooh, I like that tagline! How and where do you research for your books?

Research! My favorite part of writing! If I can go the setting of my books I prefer that. When I can’t as with the action adventure books, Secrets of a Mayan Moon, set in Guatemala and Secrets of an Aztec Temple, set in Mexico City, I had to rely on others who had visited the areas, people who lived in the areas (I made friends with a Guatemalan Blogger) and using YouTube videos. For historical books I like to read the newspapers of the areas at the time of my books, visit museums, historical societies, and books.

I love research too!For A Sisters Love FINAL Have you ever written a book together with another author?

Yes, I have written a book with another author. Lauri Robinson contacted me several years ago and asked if I’d be interested in writing a sister book with her. She pitched her idea and we met online in chats several times to nail down our “sisters” their backgrounds, and how they were separated as children. The book then told each sister’s story as a grown up trying to find the other sister. They both found love interests in their adventures and we had a great time writing, For a Sister’s Love.


Lucky you, working with another talented author! How do you unwind and relax when not writing?

Unwind? What is that? We have 280 acres with 60 in alfalfa. Now that we no longer have cattle to tend to, I do have more free time. When I’m not writing, cleaning house, building a house, or helping my hubby with outside chores, I like to ride my horse and go for walks on our hills.

Those sound like lovely ways to relax. What aspect of writing makes you happiest? What frustrates you most about writing?

The aspect of writing that makes me the happiest is the first draft. When I can sit down and let the story pour forth without worrying about punctuation, good grammar, and if the names are too closely related. What frustrates me is having to do so much promotion to get readers to see my books and perhaps pick one up to check out.

I so agree, promotion is draining on both time and energy. What project(s) are you working on now?

I have the first book of my Shandra Higheagle mystery series, Double Duplicity released. The second book, Tarnished Remains will be available February 10th. The third book is being written now and will be out in March. After that I have a third book in my Halsey Homecoming, historical western romance trilogy to get written and published. In 2015 I have a huge list of books to get written and out to readers.

Now let’s take a look at Paty’s newest release:

Double Duplicity

Double Duplicity

Book Blurb:

On the eve of the biggest art event at Huckleberry Mountain Resort, potter Shandra Higheagle finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation. She’s ruled out as a suspect, but now it’s up to her to prove the friend she witnessed fleeing the scene was just as innocent. With help from her recently deceased Nez Perce grandmother, Shandra becomes more confused than ever but just as determined to discover the truth.

Detective Ryan Greer prides himself on solving crimes and refuses to ignore a single clue, including Shandra Higheagle’s visions. While Shandra is hesitant to trust her dreams, Ryan believes in them and believes in her.

Can the pair uncover enough clues for Ryan to make an arrest before one of them becomes the next victim?


“I’m sorry this is bad timing for you, but you’re the only witness I have so far. I need your statement before I escort the body to the coroner.” He leaned against the door jamb.

“Paula called when I was about twenty minutes from here.”

“What time was that?”

“About one-thirty or one-forty. I’m not sure. I didn’t really pay much attention.” She hadn’t even looked at the time when she answered the call; she just knew the road well enough to know how long it would take.

“Where were you coming from?” His head remained bent as he scribbled in his notebook.

“My grandmother’s funeral in Nespelem, Washington.”

His face tipped up, and his eyes softened. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you.” She stared into his dark eyes. He’d suffered a similar loss. It was in the look and the softening of his expression.

He dropped his gaze to the notepad in his hand. “So you arrived here at two or a little after?”

She shrugged. “I guess so. I didn’t look at the time, just parked, crossed the street, and walked in the door. I thought it odd Paula didn’t meet me since she had requested my visit. I called out, didn’t hear anything, and worked my way through the gallery back here to the office. I saw the light on and called out again.” She squeezed her eyes shut to push the sight of Paula from her mind. “She didn’t answer, so I pushed the door open, and saw her.”

“Did you enter the room?”

Shandra thought back. “No. I backed out and pulled my phone out of my purse to call nine-one-one. I punched in the nine and heard the sirens. This town rarely has anything happen that warrants a siren. I figured someone already called this in and headed to the front of the gallery. That’s when Roscoe P. Coltrane jumped through the doorway with his gun pointed at me and handcuffed me without getting my side of the story.”

“So you’re a Dukes of Hazard fan.” Detective Greer smiled at her. “I’m thinking it was his first call of this nature since putting on the suit. Don’t hold his overachieving attitude against him.” The levity of the moment passed when he glanced up and speared her with a dark brown gaze. “Did you see anyone else in the vicinity when you arrived?”

A flash of Naomi crossing the street caused her to drop her gaze. She couldn’t implicate her friend without questioning her first. “I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.”

Detective Greer took a step closer to her. She’d have to tilt her head back to look him in the eye. She preferred to stare at the black snaps of his western cut shirt.

“I asked if you saw anyone in the vicinity. Who did you see on this block or the next?”

His calm tone and deep voice, only made her feel worse about withholding information.

“There were some tourists, I guess, on the sidewalks. Anyway, they weren’t people I know.”

He placed a finger under her chin, raising her face to look up at him. “I don’t know who you’re covering for, but I’ll find out.”

Looking into his confident dark eyes, she didn’t doubt he would, but she’d talk with Naomi before he figured it out.

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Monday Author Meetup: Ruby Merritt

Please help me welcome horsewoman and western romance author Ruby Merritt.

Ruby Merritt

About the author: Ruby Merritt writes historical western romance. Her passion for imagining life and love on the High Plains has its roots in reading and rereading Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House books as a child. Although Ruby doesn’t call the High Plains her home, she resides in an equally beautiful and rustic locale, The Gateway to the Texas Hill Country.
When Ruby’s not reading or writing, she can be found riding her horse or homeschooling her children who are avid horsewomen and readers as well.

Today the spotlight is on Ruby’s western historical romance with a touch of Native American:

Ella’s Choice

Ella's Choice

Book Blurb:

When Ella Hastings is captured by the Blackfeet Indians at age nine, then adopted by the Lakota Indians, she is thrust into a new way of life and transformed into Little Brave, adopted daughter of their revered and peaceful chief, Grey Owl. Ten years later the white man returns. Their soldiers storm her tribe’s village and bring reminders of a world she’d almost forgotten. Suddenly, she is confronted by the question: To which world does she now belong? Her only hope in discovering who she really is lies with the enigmatic army scout, Beech Richoux.

Son of a French trapper and Lakota mother, Beech Richoux was raised in a white man’s world after his mother’s death. Acting as an army scout to raise money for his horse ranch, he’s unaware of the Army’s true intent to annihilate his mother’s people until it’s too late. And the white woman he finds living among the Lakota only adds to his desperation to save his people. Now the narrow path he has created to balance himself between these two worlds is tipped by the mysterious white woman known to the Lakota as Little Brave.

Can two people robbed of their own childhood learn to live together in such differing worlds? Can Little Brave and Beech forge a new path into a life where they both are finally set free?


Only moments after the man they called Richoux reclined against the tree, Little Brave detected his even breathing. Her hands stilled and she watched him uninhibited. Her people had experienced much sorrow and anguish at the hands of the white man’s soldiers and this scout today. And yet, the scout slept here before her tepee, within the heat and light cast by her fire. How did he do this?

The scout stirred, his legs stretching out in front of him. He looked like her people. He had the power and stealth of their mighty warriors. She set aside her work and approached the slumbering man. He spoke the white man’s tongue fluently, knew their ways as well as those of the Plains People. Yet, he was not under the spell of the blustering military man. How did he live in two worlds?

She crouched beside him and watched the steady rise and fall of his muscled chest. More than once today, he’d stood between her people and the soldiers. He’d kept her from rushing into gunfire when Moon Howler had been killed. Yet, he’d carried out Gleaming Chest’s orders to move them from their village. In which world did his heart beat?

For long moments, she scrutinized the strong angles of his face sharpened by the cast of the firelight and found no answers. She shifted, intending to return to her work when suddenly, a hand clamped around her wrist. She gasped and would have tumbled backward if he hadn’t steadied her with his other arm about her waist.

He muttered something she did not understand. She shook her head and he switched to the language that was more familiar to her now. His voice gentled. “I’m sorry, I grabbed you. A reaction from too many nights being on guard.”

Staring into eyes as blue as her own was disconcerting. There was kindness there, but it was accompanied by something more primitive. Similar to that she saw in the braves’ eyes when they looked at her. Unlike the braves, the primitive gleam in Richoux’s eyes did not annoy or unnerve her. It gave her an airy feeling that stole her breath.

He released her wrist and shifted his arm lower on her waist.

Her stomach fluttered strangely when his hand moved to her hair. He stroked the errant strands framing her cheek. She was no stranger to what went on between men and women, their tender looks and loving caresses, their passionate kisses, but the intense heat left in the wake of this man’s caress surprised . . . and excited her.

A shiver ran up her spine and she licked her lips, wanting to feel more of these heady sensations. His fingers traced the line of her jaw. Her gaze flickered to his full lips. As if he sensed her desire, he cocked his head and her breath caught in anticipation, but he did not lean in to kiss her. His fingers stilled beneath her chin and she waited, her heart beating faster than hummingbird’s wings. And when his fingers curled ever so slightly beneath her chin, inviting her forward, she touched her lips to his.

His lips were full and firm beneath hers, slightly moist. They shifted against hers and took over, gentle but sure, tasting and teasing hers. A sizzling feeling moved through her, intensifying like the fires that often swept the prairies after a storm.

Soon, she responded in kind. Her hands moved to the hair brushing his shoulders, her fingers twining into the silky strands—their softness another sensation to revel in. One of his large hands cupped her cheek, while the other caressed her from waist to hip. Every stroke tightened a coil of need deep within. Suddenly, that womanly place between her legs moistened and throbbed for something more. Every kiss, every touch and every breath she shared with him edged her toward that something more, a fulfillment of a yearning within them both.

A twig snapped. His lips froze against hers, his hand stilled its caressing. Another snap . . . closer. Whoever was coming was not concerned about being heard. He released her, and Little Brave scrambled to her feet. Richoux did likewise, but she noticed he did it more slowly than she had.

The soldier Sun Hair appeared.

At the sight of those gleaming buttons and the stale smell of the dark clothing that all the soldiers wore, Little Brave regained her senses.

Words issued from the soldier’s mouth, and just as easily, the white man’s words fell from the scout’s mouth in response.

The telltale huskiness of his voice suddenly filled her with shame at what she’d been doing. This man had led the soldiers to their camp and was helping to rip her people from their home. They’d been forced to relinquish their weapons. Stone Skipper had been wounded. Moon Howler had been killed. She did not know what would be forced upon them next, but she knew she could not involve herself with such a man. Her people would not accept him. She would become an outcast.

And she would lose another father.

Sun Hair left, making his way back through the trees.

The scout turned. “I am on watch now but—”

She glanced his way, fear and shame evident on her face.

“What is wrong?”

“It is dishonorable of me to betray my people like this.”

The scout regarded her for a few moments without blinking then he exhaled slowly. “My intention was not to cause you dishonor.”

Little Brave, resenting her flare of admiration for his careful manner, retorted, “What was your intent?”

The scout shifted, settling deeper into his stance. “Since you approached me, perhaps you tell me yours first.”

She was angry that he gave an answer as wily as one Running Bear would have given her. “Do not come back here,” she said in a low, hoarse voice. She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth and spat out the taste of him on the ground at his feet then turned and marched back to her tepee.

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Fantastic Review from TOP 500 Amazon Reviewer!

Happy dancing here! Check out this recent 5-star review for Rescuing Lara from an Amazon TOP 500 reviewer.

“It’s so wonderful to pick up a romantic suspense-filled novel and fall in love with both main characters, as well as one or two in the supporting cast. Lyn Horner has created a tension-filled life and death chase that is softened by moments of healing and sharing in Rescuing Lara. With a touch of history, ancient relics bestowed on generations of Irishmen (and women) to guard and protect, evil “Hellhounds” out to steal these precious relics and a possible Bigfoot sighting, the plot is brilliantly set up as it slides across genres and takes on its own life!

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. . . Recovering from a horrific accident, currently wheelchair bound, Lara has assumed the mantle of guardian, from her late uncle. Enter her knight in shining armor, Conner O’Shea who hires on as her protector, her bodyguard as she tries to stay one step ahead of evil and warn all of the other secret guardians of these powerful relics. As a business arrangement turns to something more, the danger increases, but Lara’s strength and determination combined with Conner’s warrior-like qualities make capture difficult. How long can they run and hide? When will it be time to take a stand? Should all of the guardians be brought together now? It will take more than a budding romance to keep evil at bay. And Bigfoot? Where does he come in? With the magic of a sweet romance, the gripping danger and all of the unknowns to be explored, Lyn Horner’s world comes to life with the ease of her gifted imagination. Her characters leave no doubt as to whose side they are on, as each has their moment in the spotlight. Picture a vibrant, multi-colored braided ribbon, each color being a subplot and you can visualize how well Ms. Horner has woven this tale together with depth and precision, while creating a masterful work of art through words. From the tender moments to the fast and furious scenes of danger, I was hooked. Not overly spicy, garnished just right, an addicting way to get my reading fix!”

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Monday Author Meetup: Lola Grace Stevens

This week I’m happy to welcome western historical romance author Lola Grace Stevens.

Lola Grace Stevens

About the author: Lola Grace has been reading books since three years old. Her love of reading gave her great imagination and she would often write short stories and poems, some of which are published under her real name. Now she is writing about romance in the old west.

Lola Grace lives in Southern California, she is married and the mother of three children. In her spare time she enjoys reading and rock climbing. Family is everything to her, and she incorporates that into every story she writes. She currently writes the Family of Fire series, as well as the Men of Turtlecreek series.

Today the spotlight is on Lola Grace’s western historical romance:

The Redemption-Bren’s Story

The Redemption


Brendan Moore has survived the darkness of hell more than once, and just wants to live the rest of his life with his daughter in peace. When a lovely young widow arrives at his hotel Bren is immediately drawn to her, and his ordered life is suddenly thrown into chaos.

Laura Murphy has brought her two young sons across the country to Viking, Montana with one purpose-to help Shaina Moore reunite with her family. Falling into the arms of the handsome hotel owner was not in her plans, nor did she expect to find herself engaged within two days of her arrival.

Before the two even have a chance to truly know each other Bren must leave to find one of his brothers. While searching for him the past comes back to haunt Bren. Can he escape the darkness of his past? Will Laura have the man she married back? Or will it all end with the sound of a gunshot?


“Excuse me?” Laura said. She smiled weakly when he spun around. “I’m sorry to bother you, but… do you need any help?”

“Help with what?” Bren asked. He couldn’t help wondering if she thought he was crazy. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had thought it about him.

“The dishes. I noticed nobody’s helping you. My boys are sleeping so I thought I maybe I could give you a hand,” Laura said. She couldn’t help frowning at him. Why would he wonder why he needed help? There were far more dishes than one person could wash in a single night.

“Oh, the dishes,” Bren said as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I’m sorry. I was just thinking about something else when you came in.”

“It’s quite all right,” Laura said as she walked over to the sink and pushed up the long sleeves on her dress.

Bren watched her curiously for a moment before joining her at the sink. “Why did you come to Viking?”

“That’s a bit of a personal question,” she told him as she raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’ll tell you what. If you answer mine I’ll answer yours,” Bren said with a teasing grin.

Laura couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped her lips. “All right. I came to see a very old friend, and I… want to start over,” she said simply.

“That’s a good reason. I know what it’s like to need to start over,” he said quietly. “All right, now it’s your turn.”

She thought for a moment before looking at him. “Do you have a wife?” She thought it was strange that he had no one to help him in the kitchens.

“No. My daughter’s mother died a long time ago,” Bren said as he rinsed the dishes and dried them. “I’m not looking to fill that position, just in case that’s why you came down here.” Bren regretted the words as soon as they left his lips. Even though she had been in his kitchen less than ten minutes he felt twisted around.

“I have no intention of marrying again. Definitely not to a man like yourself, so you can consider yourself safe, Mister… what is your last name?”

Bren frowned suddenly. What kind of woman didn’t want to marry? And what was wrong with him? It’s not like she had seen his scars. “Why don’t you want to marry?” he asked shortly. His pride felt stung that she didn’t think he was worthy of her consideration.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” Laura snapped. She didn’t know the hotel owner well enough to tell him any intimate details. “And what is your last name? I can’t call you Bren! It wouldn’t be proper.”

Bren grabbed her around the waist a little roughly. He spun her around to face him and shook his head. “Who cares about propriety?”

Laura gasped when she felt his hands on her. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would jump out of her chest. She could hear the danger in his voice, but for some reason she wasn’t afraid of him. “I’m not afraid of you,” she whispered.

His eyes widened a bit. Only one other woman had said that to him. “You should be,” he told her harshly.

She saw the hardness in his eyes and shook her head. It was amazing that she wasn’t afraid when their bodies were pressed against each other. “Why? I see nothing to be afraid of. Now let me go and tell me your last name,” she demanded.

Bren slid one hand through her hair and shook his head. “I’m not letting you go yet.”  He knew he should let her go, but there was something about her that just called to him. “It’s Moore.”

“What?” She had to have misheard him.

“My name is Brendan Moore,” he murmured before kissing her hungrily.

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Monday Author Meetup: Shirleen Davies

This week I’m thrilled to welcome versatile, multi-published author Shirleen Davies.

Shirleen Davies

About the author: Shirleen Davies writes romance—historical, contemporary, and romantic suspense. She grew up in Southern California, attended Oregon State University, and has degrees from San Diego State University and the University of Maryland. During the day she provides consulting services to small and mid-sized businesses. But her real passion is writing emotionally charged stories of flawed people who find redemption through love and acceptance. She now lives with her husband in a beautiful town in northern Arizona.

Shirleen, please describe your favorite place to write.

I write in three places, depending on my mood and what’s happening with my family. My favorite spot is in my dining room where I have a beautiful view of the local mountains as well as the ranges north of my home.

Are you self-published? If so, what made you choose this route?

I’m an Indie publisher. It may sound odd, but I never considered going the traditional publishing route. Maybe because I like to control my work, but also because I wanted to have complete rights to my stories. If an author is traditional, the rights to the work pass to the publisher for a period of time and this concept never resonated with me. Keeping my rights allows me the ability to come up with my own story ideas, work with my cover designers, editors, and marketing experts, plus set prices that I believe are more fair to readers. Publishing houses set higher prices to readers, yet give the author less of the income than an indie author is able to receive with lower retail prices.

How do you develop your plots and your characters?

The characters and plots come to me in various ways. Perhaps a take-off on a TV show or movie, or an interaction I witness between people. The fun begins once I have the basic storyline as I’m able to develop characters I believe will be of the most interest to readers. Adding hobbies, quirks, habits, can add to some characters, but detract from others, so I’m careful on how I use these elements. Deciding a location for a new series takes research and time. A beach location provides different elements and possibilities than a series located in the mountains or desert. The truth is, I find all of this fun and inspiring. The problem is, I come up with many more ideas than I’ll ever be able to write!

Does your significant other and/or family support your writing career?

My family and close circle of friends are amazing. My husband is my biggest fan and supporter. He’s my first beta reader for all my books, then goes through each one twice before I review—prior to going to my editor and proofreaders. My friends won’t even let me give them books. They buy them and read every one. I rarely bring up what I do, but without exception, my friends open discussions about my writing and constantly ask when the next book will be out. I’m very blessed.

Are your books professionally edited?

Yes, from the first book I wrote I’ve used professional editors. Some are better with my historicals and others with my contemporaries, but all have a ton of experience and have been recommended. I also use final proofreaders for each book. I can’t imagine not using professionals to help polish the book and catch any grammatical errors I miss. It’s important to note that even with all of this, my readers sometimes spot an error. I encourage readers to email me if they spot something wrong so I can take care of it.

Who designs your book covers?

It’s a collaborative effort. Right now I use two professional designers—one for my contemporaries and one for my historicals. We work together to select images, fonts, and final layout.

Do you play any sports? What about hobbies?

I used to play softball and love to watch football, baseball, and lacrosse. As far as hobbies, my husband and I dance at least once a week. I also enjoy clay target shooting, fishing, traveling, riding my new red scooter, and of course, reading.

Do you hear from your readers? If so, please quote your favorite fan letter.

I do hear from readers on a regular basis. I always respond as I’m so thrilled they’ve taken their time to send me a message. Here is one I received not long ago.

August 12th of this year I downloaded book one of the “The MacLarens of Fire Mountain series.” I instantly fell in love with the story. I have just finished book 6 in the series after becoming addicted to the story-line. I love the way you introduced new characters for future books as well. I look forward to the “The MacLarens of Boundary Mountain.” I can’t help but wonder if there is a budding romance in the future for the Aunt and Mr. Jericho. No one ever ages too much to fall in love again.

The mysteries as well as the love story part kept my captivated. Love scenes without too much detail so ones imagination can fill in the rest. Great job.

Just wanted you to know you have a fan and I will recommend your books to others.

What project(s) are you working on now?

I just finished final edits for book two in my newest historical western series, Redemption Mountain. Wildfire Creek will release in late January

I’m also in the final editing phases for book five of my contemporary romance series, MacLarens of Fire Mountain Contemporary. Always Love You will release in February.

The newest projects are a return to the MacLarens historicals with a new series, Boundary Mountain, and a new contemporary novella series, Kerrigans of Peregrine Bay. Each series will begin releasing in 2015.

Do you have a favorite quote? Please share it.

“Never give in, never give in, never; never; never; never – in nothing, great or small, large or petty – never give in except to conviction of honor and good sense.”

Winston Churchill

Now here are two of Shirleen’s terrific books. I love these gorgeous covers!

Redemption's Edge   All Your Nights


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