Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Teaser Tuesday Welcome to Meadow Falls!

A very special friend Lucy Belle, debut author hopefully in 
late October, early November, will release her 
debut novella!

She has asked me if I could post part of her WIP 
every Tuesday to get my readers view!

Dear readers are you in for a treat, I have read some 
WIP and I think she has a hit!

The novella will introduce you to the small rural Ohio town, Meadow Falls, where they love to host community activties, to catch up with each, like they couldn't do that at the barber shop, diner, etc.  It will introduce some citizens of Meadow Falls, especially six indivduals whose life seemed so wonderful 
15 years ago that in minutes everything changed.

Welcome to Meadow Falls

Present Day
It was another annual Sweetheart Dance in Meadow Falls, that brought the community out in groves, the only thing that would keep a citizen of Meadow Falls from attending it would be their death bed.  It was one of the annual activities in Meadow Falls, along with Founder's Day,  Christmas Candle Walk, Lunch Box Social, Fourth of July, Memorial Day Parade and other events that the town loved to host to catch up with each other, as they didn't always run into to each other in this little rural town in Ohio, and have fun as a community.
The community hall was all decked out with little white lights hanging from the ceilings along with hearts in different sizes of red and pink. Tables where lined with white tablecloths on top floating candles inside mason jars lit, along with bouquets of flower arrangements ranged from roses, orchids, lilies, carnation & daisies in different colors red, pink, yellow and white with a little purple thrown in, cause Miss Maude had to have her purple, no one in Meadow Falls messed with Miss Maude Tanner, one of the pillars of the community. The refreshment table had every sweet you could imagine brownies, pies, cakes, cupcakes, from chocolate to rhubarb, along with finger foods, the Meadow Fallsites sure loved their munchies. The beverage table was being guarded by Miss Maude and her sister Maybelle cause they wasn't going to let those young whippersnappers add any of their friends Jack or Jim to their famous family punch. The band was up front on stage tuning up, ready to play. 
Mayor Battles and his wife Nancy along with five other of their long time friends and fellow Meadow Fallsites were sitting in the back in the far corner, so they were able to take all of the following activity in, cause as they all knew, when all of Meadow Falls gets together, something interesting is bound to happen. 
Old Doc Dugan chuckles and points his finger at that refreshment table, "Well look at that Petey and Ollie are distracting Maude & Maybelle."
 "And Willie is sneaking in for the attack" Bert, owner of Bert's Cut & Two Cents Barber Shop,snickers
"Can anyone tell what is in Wille's hand."  Mrs. Battles asked
"Looks like a bottle of Vodka," Mable cackles, owner of Mable's Diner, "I swear my sisters will never learn" shaking her head.
"I bet he stole it from his mama's stash, she is surely going to tan his hide when she catches it missing." John Baxter, owner of Baxter Pharmacy, chortled.
"That sure brings back memories of three other cohorts in crime." Nora Baxter giggles.
Mayor Battles chuckles " The Three Mischievousteers, Jake, Brody, Trevor, you never knew what they would do next."
"If you ask our daugther, Rayna, they were the Three Stooges." Nora Baxter smirked.
As the occupants of the table watch Willie skitter away, Maude & Maybelle pat Petey and Ollie on the head as they walked away with big grins on their faces, Mayor Baxter asked, " Wasn't the Three Mischievousteers friends of choice Jack &  Jim to add to the punch."
Doc Dugan nods his head, "Yes it was except that one year, I think those boys where about 13, yes it was, that was the year I had to set Jake's left leg, Brody's right leg, Trevor's right arm and stitch each of them up because those boys thought they could take a barrel over the falls, I never knew where they got the idea for that one." shaking his head.
Nora Baxter piped in, " I remember Ray saying it was from them watching an old movie where these robbers went over the Niagara Falls in a barrel."
"Those idiots," shaking his head," anyways that year if you all remember Jake snuck moonshine in the punch, it was some awfully strong punch." Doc Dugan bellowed.
Bert answered laughing, "Who couldn't remember that, I think everyone left a little tipsy that night, I'm glad Mable saw it and told all the parents with younguns for them to drink only out of other one."
"Damn I miss those three's shenanigans, they sure kept their parents and this town on our toes, never knew what capers they would be up to next." Mayor Battles remarked.
"I wonder if Brody will be coming back with his daddy in the hopital." the mayor's wife questioned, "I know Betty would like him to come home, I don't think he has been home since that week after."
"He can just leave that trollop Roxy right wherever he has her stashed away," retorted Mable. "It just torn her mama up what she did, I swear she was the reason her mama went to her grave early, that jezebel didn't even come back to pay her respects to her mama, I have no use for that floozy."
"Rayna never really told us what all went on that night, all we know is what everyone else does. One minute we where all celebrating an engagement, and the next the slap that was heard around world."  Nora replied.
Doc Dugan guffawed, "you forgot the ring throw, Nora."
"Who could forget that," Bert replied, "That little girl had one hell of a throw."
"And Roxy had the black-eye to prove it" Nancy giggled.
They all sat quiet remembering that night 15 years ago, wondering what all went wrong on a night that started out wonderful and turned to a night from hell for six special people in their life that they saw grow from infancy to the young adults they were that night.
"I thought we were all going to attend three weddings or even a triple wedding that night, in a few years. Brody and Micki got engaged in front of all of Meadow Falls, you could just feel the chemistry between Jake & Jay, Trevor was finally going after Ray, that he has been smitten with since they were in grade school." said bringing them all out of their musing.
"Poof, it all changed in minutes."  Mayor Battles replied.
"I would still like to know what happen in that bathroom," Mabel asked, "when Micki came out of there, everything went to hell in a handbasket."
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Release Day Blast w/Giveaway: Sweet Carolina Morning by Susan Schild

Life down South just got a whole lot sweeter...

Willow Hill #2
Susan Schild
Releasing Aug 2nd, 2016
Lyrical Press

Life down South just got a whole lot sweeter in Susan Schild’s new novel about a woman whose happily-ever-after is about to begin…whether she’s ready for it or not. 

Finally, just shy of forty years old, Linny Taylor is living the life of her dreams in her charming hometown of Willow Hill, North Carolina. The past few years have been anything but a fairy tale: Left broke by her con man late-husband, Linny has struggled to rebuild her life from scratch. Then she met Jack Avery, the town’s much-adored veterinarian. And she’s marrying him.

Everything should be coming up roses for Linny. So why does she have such a serious case of pre-wedding jitters? It could be because Jack’s prosperous family doesn’t approve of her rough-and-tumble background. Or that his ex-wife is suddenly back on the scene. Or that Linny has yet to win over his son’s heart. All these obstacles—not to mention what she should wear when she walks down the aisle—are taking the joy out of planning her wedding. Linny better find a way to trust love again, or she might risk losing the one man she wants to be with—forever…

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from Chapter 1: Trouble in the Stepmother Hood
Though it was February, the galley kitchen at her future husband’s old farmhouse was steamy and hot, but Linny hardly noticed. Peering at the pages on the counter, she pushed back up her nose the reading glasses she'd had to borrow from Jack and double-checked to make sure she’d not left out any key ingredients. Why had she printed the recipe in ten-point font?
Tonight’s menu came from a website she’d found called Recipes for Picky Eaters, and she hoped it was a winner. She shook her head, chagrined at Jack’s reaction to the first possible menu she’d suggested. He’d kept that pleasant smile on his handsome face, but his eyebrows had shot up. Once they’d come back down to normal, his veto had been so diplomatic. “Darlin’, the mountain trout, braised Brussels sprouts, and beet salad sounds tasty, and I hope you cook them for me real soon, but eleven-year-old boys’ tastes tend to be more… well, mainstream.”
Blowing back a stray lock of hair, she turned on the oven light and peeked inside. The neat rows of crusted chicken breasts were browning nicely in their casserole dish home. The side dishes—creamy-looking mac and cheese and green bean casserole topped with onion rings—were both bubbling gently. She breathed in cooking smells and was transported back to Sunday suppers at the farm when Nana and Paw-Paw were still alive. Sighing, she felt a wash of safety, contentment, belonging. Those were just the feelings she wanted to infuse in this new little family.
Sliding into the chair, Linny admired the old kitchen table and touched the swirls of the tiger oak. It felt warm, solid. How many other families had sat around it and shared their lives over meals? She pictured her and her two men gathered around like in a scene from the Hallmark Channel, talking and laughing about their day. Jack and Neal would lavishly compliment her on her cooking, she’d blush, wave them off, and act as though it was no big deal. “I just threw the meal together,” she’d trill.
Trouble was, it was a big deal, and not just because Linny was just learning to cook. She rubbed her chin and thought about it. This morning, Jack had sat his son down after they’d cleaned up from their pancake breakfast and told him that he and Linny were marrying in the summer. Linny had just sat beside Jack and let him do the talking but felt a stab of sadness as she saw Neal’s face fall. Forlorn. He looked forlorn. When he asked in a trembling voice, “So, you and Mom aren’t ever getting back together?” she thought her heart might break. He still held out hope for his family to be whole again, the way it used to be. Never mind that Neal’s mother, Vera, had already remarried the year before. Though Linny and Jack had been dating officially since October, she’d only just started spending a lot of time with the two of them. Jack hadn’t wanted to introduce her to his son until they knew they were serious, so Linny was only just getting to know the young man.
Linny got a nervous flip in her stomach when she thought about becoming a stepmother. She’d gone thirty-eight years without children, and in a few short months, she’d be slipping into this new role without even a course or certificate. Linny got up and made herself a mug of Chamomile tea. Calming, the label said. She sat back down and blew on the tea to cool it and tried to quell the thrum of the squadron of butterflies that was revving up in the pit of her stomach.
Staring out the window, she thought of the other scenarios she’d been imagining, in living color and the minutest detail. If she messed up in this new job, he’d be that troubled teen with the shaved head who sold pot and lived in their basement after he dropped out of school in tenth grade. Neal would end up being the inebriated driver of a speeding car full of kids who drove them into a tree after leaving an unchaperoned party. Her heart banged as she tried to obliterate the image she’d seen in this morning’s News and Clarion -the mangled wreckage of a barely recognizable car driven by a teen going the wrong way on I-40. He’d killed himself and badly injured a whole vanload of kids on the way home late from a church youth group retreat. Pulling out her phone, she scrolled through her emails as the good smells wafted from the oven and felt her shoulders relax as she reread Mary Catherine's note. Nice to have a best friend who practiced family law.
Under the subject line, Impending Stepmother Hood, her friend wrote:
You asked for advice on your new parenting gig. Remember, a lot of divorced couples and blended families don’t talk civilly and don't act in the best interests of children. In my practice, we serve more of the send-the-kids-home-dirty and talk-trash-about-the-stepmother crowd. What not to do may be more useful than what to do.
Another disclaimer: I’m no expert on teenage boys just because I had one. Remember just a few months back, my nineteen-year-old almost got a DUI on a bike. Boys are knuckleheads between the ages of eleven and twenty-four. Your nerves will fray no matter how hard you try to be a good mother—or, harder yet, stepmother—but I will tell you what I know.
Meet me for a quick breakfast 7:00 a.m. Wednesday at Jumpin’ Joe’s Bean House?
Blowing out a sigh of relief, Linny replied, Perfect. She let herself sink back into the chair for a moment. Thank goodness for Mary Catherine.
Glancing at the clock, she rose and fretted as she checked the timer. Last weekend’s cookout at her place had been a bust. Neal had picked at his food, claiming he “'just wasn’t hungry.”' What American boy didn’t like grilled hamburgers and French fries made from scratch—from the actual potato? Could it be that he didn’t like her? She tried to dismiss the thought. How could he not like her when she was already so fond of him? He was whip smart, mostly well mannered, sensitive, and had an offbeat sense of humor that would catch her when she wasn’t expecting it and make her burst out laughing.
Tonight would be different, she decided, setting flatware firmly at the three places at the table. After grilling Jack extensively about his son’s food likes and dislikes, she’d scoured the internet for the perfect menu. If she was finally going to embark on this mother thing, she sure as heck was going to excel at it. She’d do the whole shebang: soccer weekends, volunteering on field trips, deep talks about life. She’d waited long enough for this little family, and now that she’d got it, dang it, she was going to do it right. The water glasses spilled over as she set them too firmly down on the table.
Jack and Neal were still at the barn with the mare that was about to foal. She picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the button. “Supper’s ready, men.”
The line crackled. “Be right up,” Jack said cheerfully. “I’m hungry as a bear.”
She’d just finished putting on a slick of lip gloss as they clattered into the room, bringing with them a wash of fresh February air. Her heart still skipped a beat when Jack gave her a boyish grin, and she longed for a kiss, but there was sweet-faced Neal, right on his heels. She felt a pang of regret. She and Jack had talked about it and agreed on the rule of no smooching or PDAs in front of the boy right on the brink of becoming a man. She felt wistful. Leaning against the stove, she smiled as she took them in, amazed at how much commotion the two could make just walking into a room, with their thudding boots, unzippering coats, biceps punching, and easy laughter. Linny raked back her hair with her fingers. Man, her too quiet life had sure changed.

Start the Willow Hill Series at the beginning!

Susan Schild writes wholesome and sunny Southern fiction. She likes stories about charming men, missing money, adventuresome women, sweet dogs, and happily ever afters at any age. 

Susan is a wife and a stepmother. She enjoys rummaging through thrift store for treasures like four dollar cashmere sweaters and amateur watercolor paintings. She likes taking walks with her Lab mix, Tucker, and his buddies. She and her family live in North Carolina.

Susan has used her professional background as a psychotherapist and a management consultant to add authenticity to her characters.

SWEET SOUTHERN HEARTS, the final book in the Willow Hill series, will be released in January of 2017. Readers can look forward to more adventures, new beaus, sinister ministers, lovebirds over fifty, a road trip for Mama and her pals, and maybe even an “I Do”...or two.

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Blog Tour w/Giveaway: No Falling Allowed by Melissa West

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No Falling Allowed

by Melissa West Publication Date: July, 2016 Genres: Adult, Entangled Embrace, New Adult, Romance
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Synopsis: My life just went South…
Twenty-four hours. That’s how long it took my life to flip upside down.
Wake up in bed alone after the best night of my life? Check.
Get fired instead of the promised promotion? Check.
Wealthy parents cut me off when I refuse to follow their path for my life? Check.
Now I’m in Cricket Creek, SC—a place where no New Yorker belongs—disowned and broke, with a new job that I can’t mess up. Oh yeah, and staring at my one-night stand, who happens to be the complete opposite of my type.
Noah Hunter never should have made it back to my apartment in NYC, and I definitely shouldn’t be in his small town. But fate had another plan. Or a horrible sense of humor.
Who knew Mr. Wrong could feel so right…



Scarlett followed my gaze and bit back a laugh. “Damn, that’s her? She’s pretty. Like, supermodel pretty.”

“I know.”

“You know?” She peered over at me, but I refused to meet her eyes. “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard you give anybody a semblance of a compliment. How well do you know her?”

I shrugged, my thoughts drifting back to Grace’s legs wrapped around my waist, my lips on her neck. “We met when I was in New York.”


“And that’s it.”

“It doesn’t look like that’s it. Maybe I should just go ask her.” Scarlett started toward Grace, and I all but tripped over myself to stop her. She grinned knowingly. “You like her.”

“What? No, I don’t.” I scratched my jaw, then went to work on the next table.

“All right, so why aren’t you seating them? Lindy’s a friend, even if she’s probably still in love with you.” 

“Good God, do you ever shut up?”

“I will. As soon as you go seat them.”

“What exactly do I pay you for if I’ve got to seat the guests and scrub the tables?”

Scarlett beamed back. “My charm.”

“I’d like a refund, thanks.”

“You’re seriously refusing to go seat them, aren’t you?”

I sighed heavily and set down the dish bin I’d been carrying. “Clean the rest of these tables.” Then I walked toward the door, each step making me feel both enthralled and nauseous. I needed this girl out of my head before the whole town figured out how gone I was over her.

“Hey. Two?” I asked, my eyes on Lindy, before jumping to Grace, and damn. Her green eyes pierced through me, and all logical thought went out the window. “How was your night?” I asked, because clearly I was an idiot who couldn’t control himself anymore.

“Good.” She fidgeted. “Yours?”


“I saw you outside this morning. Nice Jeep.”

My eyes lifted back to hers from where they’d drifted to the floor like it could somehow save me from this conversation. “I saw you, too.” She tilted her head a little and bit her bottom lip, drawing me there. Walk away, man. Please, for the love of God, walk away. But I couldn’t. That invisible force between us, the one that had drawn me to her that night in New York, now wrapped around me, locking me to the spot—locking me to her.


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Synopsis: No kissing. No touching. And definitely no falling in love...
Armed with her besties, an embarrassing number of shots, and her list of 10 Wild Things To Do Before Adulthood, recent grad Cameron Lawson is partying it up before she starts her dream job at New York's biggest ad agency. Her last task? Hook up with a random guy. And while it's so not her style, the super-sexy guy sitting next to her is definitely game. No names. No details. At least, that was the plan. On her first day of work, Cameron discovers her hook-up is none other than Aidan Truitt—her new boss's boss. Talk about failing the “no fraternizing with coworkers” policy on an epic level. Especially when Aidan makes it clear their one night was only the beginning. Falling for him could cost her everything, but sometimes the only way to get what you want is by breaking a few rules...


Melissa West
Melissa West writes heartfelt Southern romance and YA sci-fi romance, all with lots of kissing. Because who doesn’t like kissing?. She lives outside of Atlanta, GA with her husband and two daughters and spends most of her time writing, reading, or fueling her coffee addiction. Connect with Melissa at www.melissawestauthor.com or on Twitter @MB_West.


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Release Day Blitz: The Effects of Falling by Mariah Dietz

Title: The Effects of Falling
Series: The Weight of Rain Duet #2
Author: Mariah Dietz
Release Date: Aug 2, 2016
I have loved my best friend for eleven years.

Eleven years of celebrations.
Eleven years of victories and losses.
Eleven years of inside jokes and shared smiles.
Eleven years of helping him raise his daughter as a single father.

He smiles at me and my world brightens.
He ignores me and I forget how to function.
He holds my hand and takes more of my heart.
He leaves and time stops.

We have both lost too much, but am I willing to risk the effects of falling again?
The Weight of Rain (#1) – Released Oct 27, 2015
One night changed my life-one that I barely remember.
When I close my eyes, my mind paints a picture of his smile and shades the contours of his hands, the deep scar around his bicep.
I'm an artist, yet my hands are unsteady. With his presence, he has unknowingly broken that something inside of me that makes me who I am.
Being around him is like standing in a rainstorm. First the drops tickle my skin, and then they coat me, refusing to be ignored. Finally, they soak into me, reaching parts of me I don't think anyone has ever touched.
When dreams turn into reality, will the picture in my mind transfer to paper?
Mariah Dietz lives in Eastern Washington with her husband and two sons that are the axis of her crazy and wonderful world.
Mariah grew up in a tiny town outside of Portland, Oregon where she spent the majority of her time immersed in the pages of books that she both read and created.
She has a love for all things that include her sons, good coffee, books, travel, and dark chocolate. She also has a deep passion for the stories she writes, and hopes readers enjoy the journeys she takes them on, as much as she loves creating them.

Release Day Blitz: Torn Ends by Taylor Dawn

Torn Ends by Taylor Dawn
Magnolia Series Volume 3
Now Available
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 Damon ‘Dash’ Hunter had one thing on his mind…freedom. After being incarcerated for a crime he never meant to commit, Dash vows to lead his life under the radar. The one thing he needed was family and the only family he had left was his sister, Gracie. Upon deciding to relocate from Chicago to Biloxi Mississippi to be with his sister, Dash jumps on his Harley and makes the long journey south. His travels are soon interrupted by the likes of a sassy brunette on the side of the road with a flat tire. Offering to help her, Dash finds more than just a spare in the trunk of her car. He can’t help but offering his assistance to show her how to properly use those naughty toys stowed away in her car. Brandi Fairfield had a habit of dating guys who were bad for her even though sometimes bad could be so good. Just as she decides she’s ready to find a respectable man, a bad boy she can’t seem to resist rolls up and helps her change a flat tire. Everything about him has warning signs but she once again throws caution to the wind. But soon she learns the truth about the new guy in town. Can she push aside her disbelief and help him clear up his wrongs. Or will the threat of his past tear a hole in the very fabric they’ve woven together. Follow Dash and Brandi as they continue the Magnolia Series by International Best-Selling Author, Taylor Dawn.
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About Taylor Dawn
A1VrrG7DKyL._UX250_ International Bestselling Author Taylor Dawn (formerly writing as C.D. Taylor) began writing as an item to check off her bucket list. She resides in the southernmost part of Illinois, right on the mighty Mississippi river. She enjoys the quiet country life with her husband, son and the many farm animals that make up the rest of the family. Deciding that farm life was just a little too mundane, Taylor began writing romance and fantasy to liven things up, so far so good. Before starting her writing career, Taylor entered the field of cosmetology. When she isn't writing, she can usually be found sitting around a table making people laugh. She has always wanted to be a standup comic. She loves pulling practical jokes, dresses up in a costume every Halloween and believes that dancing is the key to a happy life (even if you aren't a good dancer). She believes that life shouldn't be taken too seriously, we will never get out alive anyway. More than anything, she is a kid at heart, she doesn't believe in bedtimes, eating everything on her plate, or having ice cream only for dessert. Her favorite quote is by Dr. Seuss..."Why fit in, when you were born to stand out." You can find Taylor at taylordawn-author.com
Other Titles in the Magnolia Series
Loose Ends
Split Ends
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