Thursday, November 30, 2017

Latest Reviews Posted at Romance Reviews Today

Contemporary Fiction
THE CHRISTMAS ROOM - Catherine Anderson - 9/2017 - Jani
Contemporary Romance
BARKING UP THE WRONG TREE - Jenn McKinley - A Bluff Point Romance, #2 - 10/2017 - Jane
THE BILLIONAIRES: THE BOSSES - Calista Fox - A Lover's Triangle Novel, #2 - 9/2017 - Patti - Erotic 
THE BEAUTY OF US - Kristen Proby - Fusion, #4 - 8/2017 - Amanda -
CALL TO ENGAGE - Tawny Weber - A Team Poseidon Novel, #2 - 7/2017 - Carolyn
CAN'T HARDLY BREATHE - Gena Showalter - The Original Heartbreakers, #4 - 9/2017 - Jennifer
CHASING CHRISTMAS EVE - Jill Shalvis - Heartbreakers Bay, #4 - 9/2017 - Jennifer
THE CHESAPEAKE BRIDE - Mariah Stewart - The Chesapeake Diaries, #3 - 9/2017 - Robin
CHRISTMAS AT TWO LOVE LANE - Kieran Kramer - 10/2017 - Patti 
CHRISTMASTIME COWBOY - Maisey Yates - Cooper Ridge -: The Donnelly's, #4 - 10/2017 - Patti 
COWBOY CHRISTMA BLUES - Maisey Yates - A Gold Valley Novella - 10/2017 - Patti 
DIRTY DANCING AT DEVIL'S LEAP - Julie Anne Long - A Hellcat Canyon Novel, #3 - 9/2017 - Jane
ESCAPE TO YOU - Jennifer Ryan - Montana Heat Series, #2 - 9/2017 - Robin
HER FAKE ENGAGEMENT - Gigi Garrett - A Hero and Heartbreakers Novella - 9/2017 - Jane
HERE COMES THE BRIDE - Hope Ramsay - Chapel of Love, #3 - 9/2017 - Patti
MAYBE I DO - Nicole McLaughling - A Whiskey and Weddings Novel, #1 - 9/2017 - Jane
NEED YOU NOW - Emma Douglas - A Cloud Bay Novel, #1 - 9/2017 - Patti
A SEASON OF YOU - Emma Douglas - A Cloud Bay Novel, #2 - 10/2017 - Patti
SEEING DOUBLE - Tamra Baumann- A Heartbreaker Novel, #1 - 9/2017 - Patti
TELL ME THAT YOUR MINE - Victoria De La O - Tell Me Series, #3 - 9/2017 - Jane
THAT THING YOU DO - Kayti McGee - 9/2017 - Patti

Historical FictionTHE VATICAN PRINCESS - C.W. Gortner - A Novel of Lucrezia Borjia - 9/2017 - Jani 
THE WAY TO LONDON - Alix Rickloff - A Novel of World War II - 9/2017 - Jane 

Historical Romance

BLISS - Lynsay Sands - 6/2017 - Diana
THE LAIRD TAKES A BRIDE - Lisa Berne - The Penhallow Dynasty, #2 - A Perfect 10 - 9/2017 - Jane

Paranormal Romance
A.L.F.A. MATES - Milly Taiden - A.L.F.A. Series, # 1 & 2 -10/2017 - Carolyn
ARCHANGEL'S VIPER - Nalini Singh - Guild Hunters, #10 - 9/2017 - Jennifer
DRAGONSWORN - Sherrilyn Kenyon - Dark-Hunter Universe, #28 - 8/2017 - Amanda 

Romantic Suspense
BROKEN REBEL -Sherilee Gray - A Lawless Kings Novel, #2 - 10/2017 - Carolyn 
WITH EVERY BREATH - Maya Banks - A Slow Burn Novel, #4 - 8/2016 - Carolyn 

Series Romance 

BIDDING ON THE BACHELOR - Kerri Carpenter - Saved by the Blog, #2 - 9/2017 - HSE - Patti
BILLIONAIRES BABY BOND - Katherine Garbera - Texas Cattleman's Club: Blackmail, #10 - HD #2546 - Patti
BILLIONAIRE BOSS, HOLIDAY BABY - Janice Maynard - Billionaires and Babies - HD #2545 - 10/2017 - Patti
CONVENIENT CINDERELLA BRIDE - Joss Wood - Secrets of the A- List, #1 - 9/2017 - HD #2542 - Patti
EXPECING THE RANCHER'S BABY? - Kristi Gold - Texas Extreme, #3 - 9/2017 - HD #2544 - Patti
FIANCÉ IN NAME ONLY – Maureen Child - HD #2548 - 10/2017 - Patti 
THE HEIR AFFAIR - Cat Schield - Las Vegas Nights, #6 - 9/2017 - HD# 2541 - Patti
LITTLE SECRETS: THE BABY MERGER - Yvonne Lindsay - 9/2017 - HD #2543 - Patti
TAKING HOME THE TYCOON - Catherine Mann - Texas Cattleman's Club: Blackmail, #9 9/2017 - HD #2540 - Patti
Women's Fiction
THE SUMMER THAT MADE US - Robyn Carr - 9/2017 - Diana 

Wednesday, November 29, 2017


Title: House of Payne: Max
Series: House of Payne
Author: Stacy Gail
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 16, 2017
TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains flashbacks of violence and drug abuse, and the impact of these factors on family members. If you have issues with these elements, this book is not for you. Chicago’s premiere tattoo studio, House Of Payne, is across the street from the Mad Cow diner, but it might as well be on another planet as far as waitress Paradise Simone is concerned. She’s a good girl from Waukegan with a past she’d rather forget, and a future that goes only as far as the next day. What does she know about superstars and paparazzi? But Pari does know danger when she sees it, and tattooist Max Kulagin has it written all over him. A proper Waukegan girl should know to steer well clear, but she can’t resist Max when he leaves beautiful, intimate art sketched out on cheap diner napkins. Beautiful, intimate art…of her. Max knows ugliness. He was born in it. Raised in it. Had it shoved down his throat every goddamn day. So when he stumbles across true beauty, he worships it. There’s a deep sensuality in the waitress who likes to suck on her pen whenever he’s around, and he’s just the man to bring that beauty out in her. She might be a lady in the street, but one look at Pari tells him she’s going to be a freak in the bed. And in the shower. And while he’s driving with her head going to town in his lap. The life Max leads might be in the spotlight, but it’s Pari who gets caught in the glare. When her past catches up to her, it’s her life that holds all the excitement, and not in a good way. But there’s no force on earth that can take Max’s beautiful Paradise away now that he’s finally found it. 93,000 Words ***This standalone, mildly erotic contemporary romance contains a woman with an oral fixation and a man who’s happy to encourage it. There are multiple sex scenes that include oral sex. No cheating, no love triangles, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed. Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people under the age of eighteen***

A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail wrote stories between events to pass the time. By fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a skating coach who was also a romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from PNR and cyberpunk to contemporary romance at night, both dreams have come true.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017


Title: The Duke Knows Best
Author: Jane Ashford
Series: The Duke’s Sons, #5
ISBN: 9781492621683
Pub Date: December 5, 2017
Genre: Historical Romance

They're wrong for each other, for all the right reasons...

Lord Randolph Gresham has come to London for one reason only-to find a suitable wife. Verity Sinclair may be intelligent, beautiful, and full of spirit, but her father knows a secret about Randolph that makes her entirely unsuitable as his bride. Not right for him at all, never, not a chance.

Verity knows that Lord Randolph lives in a country parish, and she wants nothing more than to escape to town. He may be fascinating, attractive, rich, and the son of a duke, but she'll never marry him, nor will she talk to him, flirt with him, walk with him, or dine with him. She'll sing a duet with him, but only this one time, and only because everyone insists.

But one duet invariably leads to another.

Jane Ashford discovered Georgette Heyer in junior high school and was captivated by the glittering world and witty language of Regency England. That delight was part of what led her to study English literature and travel widely in Britain and Europe. She has written historical and contemporary romances, and her books have been published in Sweden, Italy, England, Denmark, France, Russia, Latvia, the Czech Republic, Slovakia, and Spain, as well as the United States. Jane has been nominated for a Career Achievement Award by RT Book Reviews. She lives in Beverly Hills, CA.

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Looking around the front hall of Langford House, with its soaring stair and rich marble floor, Verity judged it the grandest house she’d ever entered. Light poured down from high windows, glittered in a huge crystal chandelier, and gleamed in the gold stripes of the wallpaper. A hint of potpourri scented the air, along with beeswax and lemon. The clatter of the London streets didn’t penetrate the gracious silence. “Goodness,” murmured her mother. Verity was determined not to be intimidated.
A liveried footman led them through two beautiful reception rooms to the back of the house. He opened a door and stood back. Verity and her mother stepped over the threshold into a perfectly splendid music room. For a moment Verity forgot everything else as she took in the fine instruments waiting to be played, the older ones adorning the walls, and the piles of expensive sheet music. She could spend hours in a place like this and be blissfully happy, she thought.
And then a tall, stately woman came forward to greet them, and Verity was making her curtsy to the duchess, as well as wondering where Lord Randolph could be.
He hurried in on the heels of that thought. “I beg your pardon,” he said. “I was just... Mama, this is Mrs. Sinclair and Miss Verity Sinclair. Ladies, my mother.”
“Your Grace,” they murmured.
The duchess said, “Welcome to Langford House.” And with the warmth in her blue eyes and the ease of her smile, Verity felt the atmosphere in the room change from grandiose to relaxed. Or perhaps it was simply her own mood that had shifted, she thought. As they sat down and exchanged remarks about the weather and the season, she found she could talk to Lord Randolph’s mother with surprising ease.
“I know you have musical matters to discuss,” said the duchess after a while. She rose. “I will leave you to it. But I wanted to make sure you have all you need, Mrs. Sinclair.”
“You’re very kind.”
“I’ve seen to the arrangements, Mama,” said Lord Randolph.
“Sponge cakes and macaroons?” she asked.
“What else?”
The humorous look they exchanged gave Verity a glimpse into the Gresham family, which seemed a pleasant place. The door opened, and a maid came in with several sturdy working candles. “You said you’d bring some embroidery,” said Lord Randolph to Verity’s mother. “I wanted to make certain you had good light.”
The duchess gave him an approving nod and went out. Lord Randolph made a great production of getting Verity’s mother settled with the candles set just so and a cushion for her back and offers of tea or other refreshment. “So kind,” she murmured as she was settled in the front corner of the room.
Verity noticed that it was the corner farthest from the pianoforte. And that the special candles and cushions—which a less observant person might dismiss as finicky items for a man to consider—effectively rooted Mama at a distance. It was unlikely that she would overhear much of what they said, unless they started shouting. Which she might, if Lord Randolph tried to maneuver her in a similar way. And where had he acquired such skill at diverting chaperones?
“I’ve pulled out piles of music,” he said when they were at last free to begin. He led the way over to the table where the sheets were displayed. “I was thinking we should choose popular pieces rather than anything too complicated. Perhaps even repeat the song we did at Lady Tolland’s.”
Their eyes met, mirroring memories of that astonishing experience. Verity’s cheeks grew hot. A self-conscious silence stretched out. She could actually hear her mother’s needle prick the embroidery canvas.
Lord Randolph cleared his throat. “Ah, our audience at Carleton House will be varied,” he went on. “Not all will be particularly musical. But I’m eager to hear your opinion about the program, of course.”
He stopped and waited for her to speak. He gazed at her as if he actually wanted to know her views, and wasn’t just pausing to give the appearance of listening before telling her what to do. It was a point in his favor. “What about some Italian songs, varied with Scots or Irish ballads?” she suggested. “How long need we sing, do you think?”
“Long enough to satisfy the prince’s wounded vanity,” he responded wryly.
Verity looked down to hide a smile. “That sounds rather difficult to measure. An hour?”
“No more, certainly. We are doing a favor, not putting on a full concert. Shall we say six pieces? With one in reserve in case they insist on more?”
Verity agreed, and they looked through Mozart’s and Haydn’s arrangements of popular tunes and sheets of songs by Robert Burns and Thomas Moore. Langford House appeared to possess any piece one could desire, and Verity envied the bounty. She had to ration her purchases of sheet music on her allowance. The money her grandfather had left her was in trust until she married. And why was she thinking of that now? “‘Robin Adair’ would make a lovely base for a set of variations,” she said.
They bent over the music together. “It would indeed,” said Lord Randolph. He sat at the pianoforte and began to play the simple melody, and then to embellish it. Verity hummed along, following his elaborations. “Just here,” he said, playing intricate series of notes. She caught the idea at once. Spontaneously they sang a verse with the new adornments, their voices blending in a twining harmony. By the end they were staring at each other, mutually astonished.
“Very pretty,” said Verity’s mother from the corner.

It was as if he could predict exactly what she meant to sing, Verity thought. Or, perhaps, his musical impulses ran in precisely the same direction. The phrase in tune took on a whole new meaning as they ran through the entire song, consulted briefly, and then tried it again. The result was equally lovely and interesting, but different with the varying choices of the moment. This must be what it was like to be intoxicated, she thought, as she fell into the music and a give and take with this man she barely knew— somehow they vibrated to the same pitch. 

Monday, November 27, 2017


Six tales of unrepentant rogues and the women who win their hearts.

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Title: Daring a Rogue to Love
Authors: Christy Carlyle, Dawn Brower, Katherine Bone, Amanda Mariel, Christina McKnight, Maggi Ansersen
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: November 28, 2017

Indulge in Daring A Rogue To Love: Six tales of unrepentant rogues and the women who win their hearts. These scoundrels don’t stand a chance!
Daring a Rogue to Love
An infamous rogue meets his match in a feisty chaperone who has all but given up on love.

Felicity Beckett’s uncle has tasked her with one goal for Lord and Lady Forsythe’s country house party. Keep her innocent cousin away from the notorious rake, Lord Lindsay. Unfortunately, no one warned Felicity how irresistible a rogue can be.

As a child, Lady Elizabeth Kendall glimpsed fantastical images in a mirror of a handsome man. Imagine her surprise when years later she meets a duke who bears a striking resemblance to her imaginary suitor.

A masterful spy in disguise reunites with a noble rogue from her past. Espionage, secrecy, and thwarted assassination attempts. The only thing more dangerous is being in love…

What happens when an American shipping company heiress crosses paths with a dominering pirate? Can two people whose life paths are at odds find common ground?

Lady Viola Oberbrook longed for a quiet life in the country, far from London and the society who'd shunned her during her first season. She never expected to come face-to-face with Lord Haversham, the only man who had every right to despise her.

Eugenia Hawthorne, daughter of a deceitful highwayman, saves the life of the Earl of Trentham after he’s deposited at her door suffering from a bullet wound. Outsmarting her father, the earl becomes her guardian and takes Eugenia to live as his ward in his beautiful country estate, Lilac Court. But what does he really want from her?

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Christina McKnight is a book lover turned writer. From a young age, her mother encouraged her to tell her own stories. She’s been writing ever since.

Christina enjoys a quiet life in Northern California with her family, her wine, and lots of coffee. Oh, and her books…don’t forget her books! Most days she can be found writing, reading, or traveling the great state of California.

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Jennifer Gracen is back with a brand new contemporary romance! In BETWEEN YOU AND ME, a woman and her friend make an arrangement: he'll be her sperm donor, if she pretends to be his girlfriend. But maybe they're not just pretending...

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Title: Between You and Me
Author: Jennifer Gracen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 28, 2017
Publisher: Kensington Publishing/Penguin Random House
Series: The Harrisons
Format: Print & Digital

As the only daughter of the wealthy Harrison clan, Tess Harrison has everything—except the baby she longs for. With no husband in sight, she escapes to her family’s retreat in Aspen, Colorado, visions of sperm donors dancing in her head. Instead, she finds Logan Carter. When the ruggedly handsome manager of the Harrison ski house offers to be her baby daddy in exchange for her playing his girlfriend, Tess is breathless to begin the charade. After all, the brokenhearted heiress knows better than to fall in love . . .

She would be Logan’s dream girl, if his dark past had left him with any dreams. Now the brooding bachelor’s only hope is to satisfy his mother’s dying wish to see him happily paired off—and give lovely Tess the baby she longs for. But when he and Tess opt to make a baby the old- fashioned way, he’s fighting hard against the longing to hold on to the elusive Harrison beauty forever . . .

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An excerpt from BETWEEN YOU AND ME
Copyright © Jennifer Gracen 2017

By the time Logan pulled up in front of Tess’s house, she was warm, full, tired, and happy. “I had a great time today.”

“I did too,” he said with a smile. “Thanks again for inviting me.”

“Any chance you’d like to do it again sometime soon?”she asked. “You’re a worthy ski partner, and I had fun with you.”

“Yeah, I’d like that,” he said. “But next time, I pay for my lift ticket.”

“Deal. Sometime next week?”

“Sure. Give me a call, we’ll work out a time.”

“Well, you have a job with a real schedule. Right now, I don’t. I’m free as a bird. So you give me a call.”

His eyes held hers as he said, “Okay. I’ll do that. You’re on. Got yourself a ski buddy.”

God, she wanted to kiss him. Sitting so close in the warmth of his truck, he smelled good and his eyes were intense and his mouth was inviting and she wanted to kiss him so bad. But this new friendship—all the things they’d revealed to each other that day—she didn’t want to cross any lines or mess it up. For now, she’d hold back.

But still couldn’t resist flirting a little bit. “So,” she said boldly. “Are you coming in to soak in my tub or what? The offer stands.”

His gaze turned hot, a full-out smolder that made her belly do a wobbly flip. “The offer is more tempting than you know.” His voice had dropped low and dead sexy, making her shiver. “But I think I’d better head home for tonight.”

They stared at each other for a moment, pure electricity crackling between them. She could feel her blood in her veins, racing now, hot and needing, as his eyes lowered to her mouth for a few seconds before lifting to meet her gaze again. “You sure?” she asked. Her heart thumped in heavy beats.

“Only so much temptation a man can take,” he murmured. “And you’re testing my limits as it is, Tess. You have to know that.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Well . . .”

She leaned in, her face so close to his that she could feel his hot breath feather against her lips.

“Tess.” He whispered it as a protest, but his eyes gave him away. He wanted her too, she could see it all over his face.

She closed the distance between them, pressing her mouth to his. It was a brush of her lips against his, just the slightest touch. But his hand lifted to cup the back of her neck and hold her there. He took control of the kiss, gently but surely, slanting his mouth over hers to take more of what he wanted. Her mouth opened with a little sigh as their tongues met and swirled slowly. As they leaned into each other, his fingers threaded through her hair and his other hand came up, cradling her head in his hands as his mouth consumed hers.

Her senses reeled. His full beard tickled her face, surprisingly soft against her skin. The feel of his mouth on hers, his hands in her hair, his big, warm body so close . . .her head swam with it all. He deepened the kiss and groaned softly into her mouth, and she was lost. She surrendered willingly, kissing him back with the same slow, sensual pace he’d set, her fingers clutched in his ski jacket. She could have kissed him for days.

He broke away slowly, leaning his forehead against hers, eyes still closed. “Jesus,” he whispered. When his eyes opened to focus on her, they were heavy lidded with lust. “You . . . you better go inside now.”

Still catching her breath, she touched his cheek. “You sure you don’t want to come in?”

“I do want to,” he said, his voice thick. “Too much. So I’m not going to.”

She pulled back, trying to hide her disappointment. “Okay.”

“Tess . . .” He stared at her, his mouth opening and closing as he fought with what he wanted to say. “You’re an amazing woman. I like that we’re . . . kind of friends now. Let’s try to stick with that for now, okay?”

The disappointment sharpened in her gut, but she pasted on a smile. “Fine.”

“Ah crap. No, no, don’t say fine,” Logan demanded gently. “When a woman says fine, it’s never fine. Even a loner lumberjack like me knows that.”

She couldn’t help but giggle.

“Tess, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he said earnestly. “Don’t think for a second that I wouldn’t love to go inside with you right now, because I would. But you have an agenda, you’re gearing up to go through some medical . . . stuff . . . and I don’t want to get in the way of that.”

She gaped at him in shock. “I . . . I don’t know what one thing has to do with the other.”

“You have big plans,” he murmured, trailing the backs of his fingers along her cheek, eyes locked with hers. “I’d be a distraction. You said it yourself, you don’t want any distractions right now.” His gaze turned wicked and hot as he added, “I promise you, it’d be a fantastic distraction. A sexy, fun, passionate distraction . . . but this friendship we’ve started? Means more.”

“We’re attracted to each other,” she said flatly.

“Can’t deny that.” He touched his mouth to hers again, a light brush of his lips, and her whole body shuddered. “But I shouldn’t go inside with you. Not tonight.”

Her nerves jangled, every nerve ending alight and aware of him. Her heart beat hard and fast as she nuzzled into his palm, stared right into his eyes, and whispered, “If you insist.”

“I do,” he said, not breaking their gaze. “C’mon, you know I’m right. Last thing you need right now is us starting something up like this. Didn’t you tell me your first doctor
appointment is tomorrow?”

She didn’t like it, and wasn’t sure she fully agreed with it, but had to admit she’d thought along those lines herself before his kisses had turned her brain to mush and her insides to jelly. With a heavy sigh, she nodded and pulled back from him. “Pretty early, in fact. I should go inside and get into bed.”

Logan growled, his head falling back against the leather seat. “Had to put an image like that in my head right before you leave. You, climbing into bed . . . not nice, Tess. Not nice.”

She laughed lightly, and he grinned back at her. Their eyes held for a long beat and she took a slow, deep breath, exhaling it before she said, “Good night, Logan. Thanks again for a great day.”

“Back at you,” he said. “Good night, Tess. Sleep well. Good luck tomorrow.”

With a sweet smile, she climbed out of his truck and into the cold night.

About Jennifer Gracen

Jennifer Gracen hails from Long Island, New York, where she lives with her two sons. After spending her youth writing in private and singing in public, she now only sings in her car and is immersed in her passion for writing. She loves to write contemporary romance for readers who look for authentic characters and satisfying endings. When she isn’t with her kids, doing freelance proofreading, or chatting on Twitter and Facebook, Jennifer writes. She’s already hard at work on her next book.

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Saturday, November 25, 2017


In her epic series finale, IRS agent Tara Holloway prepares for her wedding – if she survives that long. Find out in Death, Taxes, and a Shotgun Wedding by Diane Kelly!


For IRS Special Agent Tara Holloway, this case is personal…
Wedding bells are ringing as Tara and her soon-to-be-husband Nick prepare for their big day. But along with all the RSVP cards are a series of death threats from an unknown source. The culprit must be someone from an earlier investigation―a white-collar criminal with a red-hot grudge―but Tara has run across too many lawbreakers to narrow down the search. And time, like her biological clock, is ticking.Now, while dodging attempts on her life, Tara also finds herself embroiled in a rental scam in which a heartless crook is ripping people off left and right. Will she be able to track down the con artist and make it down the aisle in one piece? Or will “til death do us part” come before Tara can even say “I do”?

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A Tara Holloway Novel
St. Martin’s
ISBN: 978-1-250-09490-2
November 2017

Dallas, Texas – Present Day

IRS special agent Tara Holloway has worked for the Internal Revenue Service for less than two years, but she’s gained a reputation and a fiancĂ© during that time. As she plans her wedding to fellow agent Nick Pratt, she’s faced with a new case and death threats. Will she wrap up everything before she walks down the aisle?

As Tara is dropping off her wedding invitations in the mailbox, someone in a car heads straight for her and nearly runs her down. She figures it was just a fluke until she receives an anonymous note that she won’t see her wedding day. Now Tara has to figure out from the multitude of people she helped convict of income tax invasion who would want her dead.

Tara is assigned a rental scam case that is perplexing everyone. The crook takes earnest money from prospective renters and then mysteriously disappears. Tara has the unique ability to sift through clues and get to the bottom of cases, so she’s the perfect person to work this assignment. She’s narrowed her search down to a possible area where the guy might live, so goes undercover as a rideshare driver because it appears that he uses that mode of transportation. Tara’s investigation is time consuming, but she finally nails her guy. Meanwhile, the death threats continue as Tara makes her final wedding preparations.

It’s been a wonderful and crazy ride for readers of the Tara Holloway series, but with DEATH, TAXES, AND A SHOTGUN WEDDING it comes to an end. We’ve watched Tara get into some insane predicaments and she always manages to work her way out of them. Of course, Tara always gets her man…or woman, with a gun or not. In her latest adventure, she is excited about marrying Nick, the man who won her heart. With the realization that someone out there doesn’t want to see her march down the aisle, Tara has to watch her back, with a little help from fellow agents acting as bodyguards. But this can’t stop her investigation of the rental scam. The man hasn’t resurfaced yet, but when he does, she’s going to nab him.

One thing about reading DEATH, TAXES, AND A SHOTGUN WEDDING and the other books in this series is that you’ll be laughing and cheering Tara on as she solves the various crimes. She’s also willing to do whatever it takes to bring the bad guy—or woman—in. And nobody gets the best of Tara Holloway. By the time Tara and Nick’s wedding day approaches, you’ll be rooting for them and hoping everything will go smoothly. Of course, that isn’t going to happen…

Readers who’ve read the other books in the Tara Holloway series get a fond look back at other characters—friends of Tara, colleagues, and of course, people she’s arrested and those she’s helped. It’s one big reunion in DEATH, TAXES, AND A SHOTGUN WEDDING and it’ll definitely leave a smile on your face.

There’s lots of laughter, thrills, and a bit of romance in the pages of DEATH, TAXES, AND A SHOTGUN WEDDING. Sit down for a spell and start reading, because once you do, you won’t want to put it down.

Congratulations are in order to Tara Holloway and the loves of her life…Nick Pratt and the Internal Revenue Service. Oh, and the gun she always keeps handy.

Patti Fischer

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