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My Blog, Why is it... is here. Honest, it is here. I've just been incredibly busy! I recently realized I have half a dozen or so books that have never been digitized for reading on electronic devices, so I'm busy updating and rewriting these novels, all published some time ago. They are sweet romances, for the main part, so those of you who prefer your love-stories to be pretty much sex-free will likely enjoy them. I'll make an announcement when the first one comes up.
I'm really excited about my new project--a series of sweet romances, the kind you can let your twelve-year-old daughter read, though they are about adults falling in love (and often fighting it) and the children who push or pull them together. Think
The Parent Trap.
Introducing The Little Matchmakers
Book One in The Little Matchmakers series features Philip, whose mom, Eleanor, might be going to marry a man he hates but what can a little boy do about adult affairs? Not much, until he enlists the help of his friend, Jeff, who also very much dislikes the idea of Eleanor marrying anyone--because she's already married to him. Trouble is, he left with excellent reason before Philip was born, and stayed away with equally excellent reason for seven years, only to return, incognito, to learn of Eleanor's plan to have him declared legally dead. Even when he and Eleanor are joyfully reunited, he won't tell her why he stayed away. He says he can't. Can Eleanor accept him back on those terms in order to not only spend the rest of her life with the man she's always adored, but to provide father for Philip?
Excerpt from Gypsy Magic:
Lance turned slowly, stretching his stiff muscles when he heard Kevin speaking to him. His eyes were strained from having concentrated too closely on the perfect natural camouflage of the grouse he'd been sketching and he’d had to squeeze them shut for a moment. He pinched the bridge of his nose. How stupid! The way the sun and shade were playing around Kevin, for a second or two it seemed as though… But no! It was too bizarre a notion even for him.
He opened his eyes again and there she was, tall and slim, with that black, black hair tumbled in a messy tangle onto her shoulders from which hung a long fur cape. Kevin pulled at her hand again and the cape swung open, revealing a bright red bikini covering very little of what he knew to be the most beautiful, enticing body ever to house a rotten soul— But it was not. Closer scrutiny revealed a stranger, a stranger with a terrible gash down one beautiful cheek and one of the most spectacular shiners he had ever seen.
“Who the hell are you?” he whispered hoarsely, unable to find full voice after the shock of what he thought he had seen.
She enunciated each word clearly and slowly. “I am Mother. I’ve come to bake a cake.”
And then she tumbled to the ground. a heap of long limbs, pale mink, a lot of bling from a diamond on her left hand ring-finger, another on a fine, silver chain around her neck...and a bright red bikini.
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Book Two, available now on Kindle