Taken by the Maine Coon by @meganslayer #romance #monsterromance #paranormal

 

Taken By the Maine Coon (Taken 9) A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novel by Megan Slayer

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A big cat and a woman without magic could just be the right combination.

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She hit SEND, then darkened the phone and tossed it onto the side table. If Norm Slone had time for her, he’d let her know in the morning. Besides, she didn’t want to give her ex any extra space in her mind. He owned too much as it was. Some days, he lived there rent free. Those were the days she second-guessed divorcing him. She’d loved the troll once, hadn’t she? Thought they could make a future together, right? A woman with no magic and a troll could make things work, in theory. The more she considered her past, the faster she remembered the reason she’d left Tiernan. He’d only married her under the assumption she’d inherit money from her parents.

Wrong.

After the wedding, when he found out she was penniless, he’d walked out. He claimed he wasn’t interested in her any longer. He had to work late. He’d made friends with other people. Their lives were going in different directions. Other days, he simply didn’t speak to her.

He’d packed his belongings up in the middle of the night and walked out.

Her head ached. She’d lost a dozen years of her life to him. Years she could’ve been happy. Could’ve been single but making the best of her situation. Instead, she’d tried her damnedest to keep the marriage together. Tried to make herself loveable to him again.

What a waste. He wasn’t going to love her then or now… or ever. She had to stop living in the past and thinking about what wasn’t going to happen in order to focus on the future -- whatever future she had.

She switched off the light and snuggled in her blankets. She might not be living with anyone, but then again, she didn’t have to share the bed. Didn’t have to argue with anyone. Didn’t have to explain herself. But the loneliness overwhelmed her at times.

She closed her eyes and allowed herself to forget the day, forget her situation for a little while. Forget her Ex. Time to dream. She loved her dreams. Her mysterious stranger showed up when she closed her eyes.

Out now! The Brat by @meganslayer #contemporary #romance #agegap #wealthydaughter

The Brat by Megan Slayer

Cover Art: Bryan Keller

BIN: 011623-03786

Genres: Action Adventure, Contemporary, Mystery & Suspense, New Releases, Romance

Themes: Age Gap (Older Man), Mafia & Organized Crime, Military, Veterans, and First Responders, New Adult

Series: Roosters (#6)

Multiverse: Roosters (#1)

Book Length: Novella

Page Count: 97

Available here!

Daddy’s Girl…

Betty Ann
I love my position as the daughter of the King of Clubs. I do what I want, when I want, and get what I want -- I don't like being told no. Ever. Daddy lets me get away with everything. Not Sarge, though. He drives me crazy and makes me play by the rules... So why do I want to keep him around?

Sarge
I'm Army to the core and live for the rules. I need order, but BA creates chaos. She pushes and demands. She wants everything... So why do I want to give it to her? I can't resist her and I should. Her father will destroy me if I touch her and I very much want to touch her. But is the saucy woman in the mini dress worth my life?

She just might be.

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Copyright ©2025 Megan Slayer

“You might know who to play with and who to avoid, but there’s a guy out there who won’t be such a pushover,” Nina said. “One you can’t order around.”

“I doubt that.” Betty Ann stared out the window at the landscape flying by. Living on more than one hundred acres was nice, but it made quick trips to town almost impossible. “Men are here to be played with. They don’t want relationships -- not with a girl like me.”

Guys her age wanted to bag “the hot chick” and older men wanted to bag the “hot young girl.” If she was told one more time she had coltish legs, she’d scream. Yes, she had long legs and knew how to wrap them around a man’s waist during sex, but she wasn’t wobbly on those legs. Not by a long shot.

“What do you mean?” Nina asked. “You’ll find a man tonight. Bet me you won’t.”

“How much?”

“One hundred bucks.”

Nina hadn’t even flinched. Damn. “You’re on. What are the terms?”

“I bet you find the one man tonight that makes you give him two nights. The guy who makes you think twice. You’ll get hung up on him,” Nina said. “And you’ll like it.”

“And I bet you that’s all bullshit.”

Nina shrugged, then held out her hand. “You’ll see.”

“Nina.” She nudged her friend. “It won’t happen.” Men were toys to play with. They were meant to be discarded when they outlived their welcome. There was always another waiting when she desired.

“You’ll get hung up on this one and lose your head.” Nina laughed. “Not that I want your money. I want to see you eat your words.”

“Never.”

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Taken by the Maine Coon by @meganslayer #romance #takenseries #shfiter #mainecoon #monsterromance

 

Taken By the Maine Coon (Taken 9) 

A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novel by Megan Slayer

Sale Price: $4.24

A big cat and a woman without magic could just be the right combination.

Meela Durning swears she doesn’t belong in Eerie. She’s not magical. Never has been, but she’s the child of paranormals. When she’s forced to return to Eerie to sort out the problems from her past, she finds a big, fluffy cat. The animal lover in her has to make sure the feline gets home. He could be missing. Someone has to want him, right?

Aslan Maine has known from the moment he met Meela that she was destined to be his. He’s seen her in his dreams. When she picks him up to return him to his rightful home, he can’t hide his secret any longer. He’s no ordinary cat!

She can’t believe her eyes when the fluffball she rescued shifts into the sexiest man she’s ever seen. When he offers her forever, she’s got to decide if she deserves to be alone or to have a future with the handsome shifter.

If she can survive her past, she can have him. Right?

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Taken by the Maine Coon (Taken 9)
Megan Slayer
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2025 Megan Slayer

“Christ, I’m tired.” Meela Durning stretched and cracked her back. She shook her head, then closed her laptop. She hadn’t spoken to anyone in particular. There wasn’t anyone there to hear her. Just as well. When she’d had someone there to listen, he hadn’t listened. Hadn’t wanted to be there, either.

She’d grown used to being alone.

Tonight, she didn’t want to be by herself. It wasn’t like she could poof a man into existence. She’d wanted to try that for ages, but with no magical abilities, a spell was out of the question. She supposed she could summon one, but that only worked in her dreams and she swore it had nothing to do with magic. Just her overly active imagination.

She shrugged, then stretched her legs before standing. The man of her dreams might only be in said dreams, but that didn’t matter. He couldn’t let her down that way. Didn’t have faults. He wanted to be there. Wanted to please her. Wanted to be with her.

Unlike her ex -- the rotten troll.

She sighed and pushed in her chair. She didn’t even have a fish. She’d wanted a cat, but the building manager didn’t permit animals that had fur. Ridiculous rules.

She checked that the apartment door was locked, then picked up her phone before switching off the lights. She padded into the bedroom. Once she tossed the phone onto the bed, she made her way into the bathroom. She stripped out of her shirt, and bra, then her jeans and panties, returning to the bedroom long enough to don her sleep shirt. She brushed her teeth, but her thoughts turned to the man of her dreams.

She paused, mid-brushing. Man of her dreams. That sounded so silly. The only time he’d ever appeared physically, she’d been asleep.

A vision of him formed in her mind. Tall, muscled, but not huge… thick dark-blond hair with just a bit of shag to it. Enough to remind her of a superhero, with his hair blowing in the breeze. Twinkling green eyes, a wicked smile that hinted at mischief, but he’d been a gentleman. A dusting of hair from his navel to below the belt.

She’d never seen his cock, but she’d felt it. Heat washed over her. She swore she’d felt his hands on her body, the way he’d touched her and kissed every inch of her. He took care of her. Treated her like a treasure. Like she had worth.

She knew damn well she had value. It’d taken her years to figure that out, but now that she knew, she wasn’t about to let anyone tell her otherwise. She refused to be a doormat again.

Doing More with the Same Time

As the mom of a toddler, I’m always looking for ways to get more done in the day. There is just never enough time to complete everything on my to do list, and also spend some time on what I love. And it feels like my writing is always what gets put on the back burner.

In an attempt to try and find more time for the things I want to accomplish, I started tracking how I spent my time. I hoped by tracking how I use my free hours of the day, I might be able to figure out where I could find space that might have been overlooked. Or where I was wasting too much time. If I wanted to find more time in the day, it only made sense to me that I would first have to determine where my time was going.

But when I started tracking my time I noticed a few interesting things. Not in how I use my time (though the amount of time I spend scrolling YouTube and Instagram is a little scary) but how the act of tracking my activities changed my behavior. 

First, I noticed just by tracking my time that I spent less doing things that I viewed as unnecessary (watching tv, scrolling Instagram, messaging with family and friends, etc…). Once I started writing down where I spent my time, and thereby forced myself to be accountable for what I was doing, that was a deterrent in itself. I didn’t want to have to write down that I spent the last half hour scrolling social media with nothing to show for it, so before the half hour was up I would try to find at least one productive thing I could accomplish. Giving me another label to assign that half hour. This gave me a built-in motivation to do more, without having to apply any other techniques or willpower.

The other change I noticed was that simple act of tracking my time forced me to see every minute as valuable.

For simplicity, I classified each half hour under one of four designations. Work, Writing, Promotion, and Personal.

Once I designated a half hour to any of these labels, my analyst brain told me I had to use that whole half hour for activities related to that category. For the purposes of data integrity. The process of tracking time is cumbersome enough, I didn’t need to add tracking fractions to the process.

If I finished a task before the end of the half hour, I would naturally try to find another task to do in that same classification for the remaining time. If I finished the dishes with ten minutes left in my half hour block, I would look around for what else I could do to fill that time. Could I take out the trash, clean the toilet, pack my son’s snacks for daycare, etc... in those ten remaining minutes, thereby forcing myself to use every available minute in that half hour. And by doing this every half hour, by the end of the day, I had found I had packed much more into the same amount of time.

Even if it meant small movements. Even if I only had three minutes, that might be enough to put the books I’d been planning to donate into the trunk of my car. Which gets me one step closer to getting them to their end destination. If I’d finished writing a blog with five minutes to spare, I could use that five minutes to brainstorm new ideas or find pictures to accompany a future blog. This small trick encouraged me to use every available moment, and helping me get even more done in the same amount of time. Inching me closer to my goals.

I’m not sure if this tip would work for everyone. Maybe it’s just a trick of my crazy brain. A side effect of years spent analyzing data, and focusing on creating like comparison. But for any others out there, looking for ways to make more out of the precious time we have, maybe it would work for you too.

If you are struggling to get it all done, to figure how you can get more done in the same limited amount of time, consider tracking what you do with your time each day. This might help you see where you are missing time, or where your processes can be improved. But you might also gain the ability to push yourself to do more in the time you have, to make every minute count, just from the simple act of tracking how you spend your time. Just as I have.

Taken by the Maine Coon by @meganslayer #romance #takenseries #shfiter #mainecoon #monsterromance

 

Taken By the Maine Coon (Taken 9) 

A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novel by Megan Slayer

Sale Price: $4.24

A big cat and a woman without magic could just be the right combination.

Meela Durning swears she doesn’t belong in Eerie. She’s not magical. Never has been, but she’s the child of paranormals. When she’s forced to return to Eerie to sort out the problems from her past, she finds a big, fluffy cat. The animal lover in her has to make sure the feline gets home. He could be missing. Someone has to want him, right?

Aslan Maine has known from the moment he met Meela that she was destined to be his. He’s seen her in his dreams. When she picks him up to return him to his rightful home, he can’t hide his secret any longer. He’s no ordinary cat!

She can’t believe her eyes when the fluffball she rescued shifts into the sexiest man she’s ever seen. When he offers her forever, she’s got to decide if she deserves to be alone or to have a future with the handsome shifter.

If she can survive her past, she can have him. Right?

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Now for an excerpt!

Taken by the Maine Coon (Taken 9)
Megan Slayer
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2025 Megan Slayer

“Christ, I’m tired.” Meela Durning stretched and cracked her back. She shook her head, then closed her laptop. She hadn’t spoken to anyone in particular. There wasn’t anyone there to hear her. Just as well. When she’d had someone there to listen, he hadn’t listened. Hadn’t wanted to be there, either.

She’d grown used to being alone.

Tonight, she didn’t want to be by herself. It wasn’t like she could poof a man into existence. She’d wanted to try that for ages, but with no magical abilities, a spell was out of the question. She supposed she could summon one, but that only worked in her dreams and she swore it had nothing to do with magic. Just her overly active imagination.

She shrugged, then stretched her legs before standing. The man of her dreams might only be in said dreams, but that didn’t matter. He couldn’t let her down that way. Didn’t have faults. He wanted to be there. Wanted to please her. Wanted to be with her.

Unlike her ex -- the rotten troll.

She sighed and pushed in her chair. She didn’t even have a fish. She’d wanted a cat, but the building manager didn’t permit animals that had fur. Ridiculous rules.

She checked that the apartment door was locked, then picked up her phone before switching off the lights. She padded into the bedroom. Once she tossed the phone onto the bed, she made her way into the bathroom. She stripped out of her shirt, and bra, then her jeans and panties, returning to the bedroom long enough to don her sleep shirt. She brushed her teeth, but her thoughts turned to the man of her dreams.

She paused, mid-brushing. Man of her dreams. That sounded so silly. The only time he’d ever appeared physically, she’d been asleep.

A vision of him formed in her mind. Tall, muscled, but not huge… thick dark-blond hair with just a bit of shag to it. Enough to remind her of a superhero, with his hair blowing in the breeze. Twinkling green eyes, a wicked smile that hinted at mischief, but he’d been a gentleman. A dusting of hair from his navel to below the belt.

She’d never seen his cock, but she’d felt it. Heat washed over her. She swore she’d felt his hands on her body, the way he’d touched her and kissed every inch of her. He took care of her. Treated her like a treasure. Like she had worth.

She knew damn well she had value. It’d taken her years to figure that out, but now that she knew, she wasn’t about to let anyone tell her otherwise. She refused to be a doormat again.

Give Yourself a Tip

For the last month or so I’ve been having trouble getting motivated. I was doing well for a few a while. I managed to write twenty-four thousand words into a new story, brainstorming new ideas, and starting to get exciting about writing again. Then a month-long bout of illness hit my household, just one right after the other, and since then I’ve been feeling like I can’t quite get my feet underneath me. I want to get back to working on my goals again, but being so far behind already, it's hard to get the motivation to start grinding again. Even simple stuff like making dinner or cleaning the house can feel insurmountable somedays.

I’ve talked multiple times before about how I’m not good at giving myself rewards. I never seem to be able to find anything that can motivate me. I just don’t have a lot of things I want. Especially not little things. Earning books has worked okay for me, I can always use more books, but anything else has failed to be appealing enough to motivate me. And now that I have a toddler, my options for 'gifting' myself things are even fewer. I don’t have the time to get a manicure or pedicure, or take a workout class anymore, even if I was interested in doing something like that.

I decided to try something different this month. Since Covid,  everywhere now seems to be asking for tips. Everyone wants a little something extra when they do a good job. Why not me? 

I set up a new system where I get a dollar every time I go above and beyond in my own life. Or at least above and beyond what I have been doing. If I can get to bed on time and get a good night sleep, instead of staying up late into the night scrolling social media, one dollar. Make a good healthy meal for my family, one dollar. Organize an activity to keep my toddler happy and give me a break, one dollar. Anything else I want to encourage myself to do constantly, I give myself a tip when I accomplish it.

I take all these little tips and put them in a special bank account. The start of a savings account to do something really fun. Right now, I’ve unofficially earmarked this money for taking my son to Disney World in a few years, but we’ll see how quickly it grows, and if we’ll have enough funds for that when the time comes. 

You might notice none of these activities are directly related to helping me meet my goals, but indirectly they have been very helpful to get me back on track. Now that I’m getting better sleep and eating better, I have more mental bandwidth to start thinking about writing again. Now that I’m feeling better about where I am, and what progress I am making, I’m more able to conquer that massive cleaning projects on my plate or dealing with another terrible night of illness.

So if you’re struggling to complete what you need to do, think about giving yourself a tip for taking those critical first steps towards your goals. It's amazing what a little encouragement can do for your state of mind. And you can also be saving to some special future fun at the same time.

What would you give yourself a tip for doing? Is there anything you can think of that would be worth encouraging with a nice fat tip?

Out now! Another Pretty Face by @WendiZwaduk #romance #menage #whychoose @totallybound @meganslayer

 

Another Pretty Face: A Why Choose Billionaire Romance (Club Sixxes Book 1) by Wendi Zwaduk

BDSM, Contemporary, Menage Romance

from Entwined Publishing

Can she bare her heart if the price is the love of two men?

Darinda Mace loves her job at the Reid Law office. She can fly under the radar at her desk so at night she can spend the hours clubbing. It’s good work for the money.

There’s only one catch.

Nathan and Nick Reid, her bosses, know about her clubbing. They’ve had her in their embrace—without her realizing. They’ve decided to make her their permanent third. To use, spank, cuff and pamper her. To love her. Will she accept a life of luxury with the billionaire brothers? Submit to them in their private playroom?

Or will she be just another pretty face passing through the crowd?

Buy it here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DQXMY2VV/

Now for an Excerpt: 
(C)WendiZwaduk, 2025, All Rights Reserved

He produced a leather collar and leash from his pocket and a set of metal cuffs from his belt. “Ready?”

She offered her wrists. “I am, sir. My word is ‘ghost’.”

“Use it at any time.” He snapped the cuffs around her wrists, then the collar around her neck. He didn’t click the cuffs together, giving her time to adjust her position. “You’re beautiful. I can’t wait to show you off. You’re making me look so good. A better Dom.”

“That’s what I do.” She laced her hands together behind her back and allowed him to lead her by the collar and leash. The throbbing music continued, but was dulled but the change of room. The thick carpet absorbed most of the sound. The lighting changed, from bright strobes and flashes to something more mellow and soft. She forced her gaze to the floor, but hazarded glances at the audience. When he led her around the room, she noticed a few of the spectators. Some she knew, but a couple she didn’t. She spotted a man on the armchair, sprawled on the thick furniture. He balled one fist, but left the other flat on the arm of the chair. His diamond ring on his right hand caught her attention. Few people who came to the club flaunted their wealth like that.

She caught sight of his face, but only for a moment. The hunger in his eyes was hard to mistake. For her? She wished. If she didn’t know better, she would’ve sworn he was Nathan Reid, but why would someone that obscenely rich be at Sixxes?

He wouldn’t.

Still, for a split second, she let her thoughts and fantasies run wild. She swore she’d have heard the gossip if the brothers were in the club. She’d never heard their names mentioned, but maybe they’d paid for extra secrecy? It was possible.

Not probable, but possible.

Gavin stopped at the St. Andrew’s cross and tugged on the leash. “Girl?”

She knew what to do.

Showtime.

Stepping Your Way to Creativity

This month I’ve been writing something new. I know I’m supposed to be revising, but I just felt like I needed a bit of a change. Besides Nanowrimo in 2023 (yes, almost two years ago), I’ve been revising for close to three years straight (though the amount of time I’ve had to dedicate to working on my books has not been a lot, especially the last year). Revising for me is very draining, and as a result of doing it for so long, lately I’ve been feeling a little burnt out. I thought starting something new might help me get those creative juices flowing again.

I have a few stories that have been pestering me for a while to be written, so I decided to jump into one of them and see how it goes. But since I haven’t written in a while, it’s been a little slow. Not bad exactly, but more rusty. Kind of like when you haven’t skated in a while, and it takes you a little bit to figure out where everything should go and how to get all your movements to sync up at once. I’m working on it. Little by little. But it has meant a lot more moments of feeling stuck or unsure than I normally have during a first draft.

And when I feel like I’m stuck, I know I have to do something else for a little while. Other people might be different, but for me, no amount of staring at a screen will fix my head not being in the right place. Since I’m also trying to be more active, when I’m stuck, I’ve been getting up and going for a walk. Figuring if the writing is working for me, I might as well work on my step goal. Even if it’s just a walk around my office.

While I’m walking, my mind can wander. It gives me the same feeling as when you take a long drive down the highway. You can kind of zone out, your body knowing what to do on muscle memory, and your mind can drift. On these walks I usually start making new connections. Come up with some idea I hadn’t thought of before, or some character detail that hadn’t occurred to me before, and soon I’m unstuck. Or at least I will be unstuck in some place in the novel, and I can work on that part instead (I’m an inspiration writer, meaning I write whatever scene is inspiring me at the moment, and don’t often write the story chronologically).

When I noticed how often this has been happened to me lately, I realized this isn’t a new phenomenon. Any time when I was walking routinely was also my most productive. When I was writing the Frostbite Falls series, I would take a walk during my lunch break at the evil day job, before finding a grassy place to sit and do some writing. And that was my most productive writing year ever. Writing, revising and publishing six books, and writing two others that were published later.

I wondered if it was just me, or if other people had the same experience. So out of curiosity I did some research. And it appears I am not alone. A Stanford study showed that walking improved people’s creativity by up to 60% either during or after a walk. It doesn’t matter where you walked, on the treadmill, around the house, or outdoors. As long as you get your body moving and the blood flowing, you can boost your creativity by simply taking a stroll.

And even if a walk doesn’t end up giving me a new creative idea, I’ve moved my body, probably gotten a little healthier, and—besides time—it costs me nothing. Which is exactly the kind of hack I love. One with no downside.

Now that I know this, I’m trying to focus my walks to right before I start writing. To get the creative juices flowing, and get myself into the right headspace before writing. And it has help me come up with some great ideas, and even better questions. But more than anything, it gives me the time and space to focus my thinking on writing before I sit down. That kind of focus is hard to come by in my life right now.

Only time will tell if this trick leads to a year of productivity that can rival my previous personal best, but I’m certainly happy to give it a try. And even if I don’t have a record-breaking year, I’m sure to have a good time either way.

So if you’re ever struggling creatively, and just can’t figure out what to do, or how to get to the next scene. Take a walk, and let those creative juices flow. And you might just find yourself stepping toward an exciting new idea.

Spring Romances #inkspellPublishing

 

As the days grow longer and a hint of spring fills the air, it’s the perfect time to refresh your reading list with stories that bring the heat! Whether you’re in the mood for sizzling new releases or upcoming romances you can’t resist, March is blooming with romance. Get ready to fall in love all over again!

Sizzling New Releases

Passion and Pastries by Sydney Scott

Sparks and sugar flies in this delightful romance about a worldly French chef and the small town baker who have more on their mind than their pastries. Hailey Baker has always wanted one thing: to work in her family’s bakery and live in Sunset Cove for the rest of her life. Some people might think her life is simple and small, but Hailey loves it and is determined to enjoy it despite the judgements of others. When a handsome, French pastry chef opens a shop across the street, Hailey’s simple life becomes a lot more complicated. Louis Balardi has always wanted to escape the madness and pressures that came with working for his father in Paris. When he finally opens his own pastry shop, he is determined to see it succeed, but faces two problems. The first being his investor-father’s unreasonable demands, and the second being the beautiful female across the street who is doing everything she can to drive his business away. Two chefs, two bakeries, and two hearts on the line. Can a baker and a pastry chef stop competing long enough to create the perfect recipe together? Purchase Now

Nest of Thieves by Jules Adrienn

Purchase Now Conor Monroe wants more out of life than a broken family and penny-ante robberies. Julia Terranova is running from an old life, trying to stay one step ahead of her abusive ex. Together they might find an answer to their problems. But when Conor hears about the local crime lords’ next heist—$400,000 in gold—he overreaches. The result is a contract on his life and a new face in town, Joe Cracker Jones. Cracker is an unstoppable force who kills his targets in hand-to-hand combat. But to collect his payday, Cracker has to find Conor. And when terrorizing Conor’s family and friends doesn’t work, he targets the one person Conor can’t ignore—Julia. Conor’s only strategy is to buy time. One day, one hour, one moment at a time, desperate to hold off the roar of victory that signals the end for every man Cracker fights. But maybe this time the end can be a new beginning—if Conor plays this just right… It’s gonna be a showdown.

Irresistible Romances

New Release - A Just Man by Jennifer Raines

Buy Now When past and present collide, a passionate attraction detonates in this enemies to lovers romance from award winning author, Jennifer Raines. Grab a copy today! No matter where you run, the past will find you… Kelly needs to enhance her resume. Why else would she accept a placement in Tullamore facing her phobia about country towns? Years ago, a rookie cop humiliated her during an illegal strip search. Problem is, that former cop is now the deputy principal of her new high school and her boss. Sharing a house, a commute, and now an investigation to unravel a series of disasters that look like sabotage, Kelly takes the previously unthinkable step from enemies to allies to lovers. Taking a job as deputy principal to uncover suspected corruption at the school, Mick plans to use the appointment as a stepping stone to principal of his own school. Then Kelly, his biggest mistake in his short time on the force, walks through his door. Given the chance to make amends brings peace for both, until Kelly is caught in the crosshairs of his investigation. Protecting her is his only goal.

Lucky in Love: Romance with Green Covers

This March, we’re feeling lucky—and what better way to celebrate than with a collection of romances wrapped in gorgeous green covers? Whether it’s a deep emerald, soft sage, or a dazzling jade, these books are as captivating on the outside as the love stories within. Find your next enchanting read and let luck (and love) be on your side!

Against All Obstacles by Jennifer Safrey

Purchase Now The Golden Crucible race is secretive, unusual, and—some say—crazy. It will test your endurance. It will test your strength. It will test … your heart. When winning is everything … can two competitors walk away from the real prize? At 45, Rachel’s given up on love. Competition ended all her relationships, and she’s fine running her race alone. At 38, Evan’s given up on love. He’s just not the commitment type, and he’s declared himself retired from trying. When Rachel, a teacher and obstacle-course racer, and Evan, a former English soccer star, meet as competitors in The Golden Crucible endurance race, winning is the only thing on their minds. She needs the prize money for her students; he needs the publicity to boost his reputation. But pushing physical and mental limits side by side with your rival for hours—for days—means getting to know that person, inside and out, really damn well. Well enough to start feeling. To start caring. To start questioning everything. And to start wondering if love is worth fighting for, after all.

An Heir for the Secret Prince by Kristine Lynn

Okay, who invited the journalist? Philip, advisor to the Prince of Aldonia, is livid when he discovers someone invited a nosy reporter to the palace to write a salacious story about the royal family. The problem is, the more she digs into their pasts, the more she will find out about him—and his private life is none of her damn business. Which is why no one is more shocked than him when, on a whim, he asks her to stay on as his guest. Aurelia is only certain of two things when she meets Philip on assignment in Aldonia: he’s hot as melted sin on a cracker and he’s hiding something. Too bad he’s NOT the story she’s there for. However, that won’t stop her from finding out just why he’s so reclusive—and tempting. However, when their growing attraction takes an unexpected turn, Philip may be forced to share his darkest secrets with Aurelia—secrets that will change her life. Will their new relationship be strong enough to overcome the adversity these revelations bring? Purchase Now

Distant Relatives by Kate MacInnis

Purchase Now Just when Emergency Nurse Morgan Cutler thought her life was under control, spirits from the other world interfere. AGAIN. Her best friend’s mother is getting married and Savannah is overdosing on chocolates and alcohol every chance she gets! What’s a best friend to do but travel with her for the extravagant social event. It figures, just when Morgan Cutler thinks everything is going along as normally as possible, something triggers the dominoes to fall around her. Once again, her world is being turned upside down and she’s in the center of the storm. Some days you have to embrace the chaos in order to survive but Morgan isn’t only dealing with Earthly issues -- but Ghostly ones, too! There’s a new ghost who wishes her harm and another spirit is stalking her. Then there’s her ghostly roommates. Jonathan Wilkerson is depressed and inconsolable and his wife, Elisabeth, is worried about him and wants Morgan to help. Gloria, the Good Sam Hospital resident ghost, pressures Morgan to help solve cold cases involving murders, so the dearly departed can enjoy eternal peace. With all this on her plate, it’s a wonder Morgan has time to sleep! Dr. Caleb Lightfoot, the perfect man for her is giving hints about settling down. But she can’t even think about commitment and a future when her life is so chaotic. Will he be patient and wait for her to get a handle on her psychic abilities and a house full of ghosts from the other side? Or will he keep his distance and let the flame of their passion burn out? What’s a girl to do?

Forever the Storm by MS Kaye

A part of me saw her as a delicate beauty that needed protecting. But she wasn't a flower that gets torn apart in a storm; she was the storm. Before it’s over, someone will die. Attacks are coming from all sides: arrests, sabotage, picketing, even being framed for murder. Who is the invisible force behind it all?  And what secrets has Joe Bishop been keeping about both Adriane’s and Alec’s pasts? Purchase Now

King of Kings by A. D. Brazeau

Purchase Now Love has no limits… Alexandre has retreated from the world. He has no one to love, nowhere to call home. While licking his wounds in the middle of nowhere, Alexandre is approached by Irish lass, Bria. She has a proposal for him; to follow her to Ireland and fight demons. Alexandre finds this amusing, but intriguing. More than anything, he is curious to see the individual who sent Bria, someone from his ancient past. In Ireland, Alexandre confronts a dilemma greater than fighting demons. He must face down fiends of all kinds, deciding once and for all who he really is. Sparks fly between Bria and Alexandre, adding to the already complicated situation. Can a bad boy vampire really change? The King of Kings is set in southern Ireland with a glimpse back to Ancient Egypt.

Love is a River by Laurel Houck

Love dies with Abby’s father. The return of her mother after a twelve-year absence brings more grief. And the move to a dilapidated house along the Youghiogheny River bike trail is an exile.  When blond, blue-eyed Jack rides into Abby’s life, it’s like the sun has been restored to her world. Bit by bit, hints of a darker side to his personality appear. She struggles to deny them, even while her best friend, Morton, grows increasingly mistrustful of the handsome stranger.  Abby uncovers a mystery from the Civil War era in a nearby cemetery, which brings her only moments of peace. Cool caresses and the whispered call, “Abigail…“ send her digging into the past.  But as Jack’s motives become ever more unclear, the love Abby hoped for seems impossible. And leads her to a life or death choice. Will love be her salvation … or her demise? Purchase Now

Loving Brooke by Elsa Winckler

Purchase Now Can two friends fake love or will their fake relationship end their real friendship? Irritated by their families continued efforts to get them together, good friends widow Brooke Johnson and Gavin Wilson decide to fake a relationship for the next two weeks. But then Gavin kisses her, making her aware of the desires she’d suppressed for so long. Suddenly, Brooke struggles to focus on finishing paintings for an upcoming exhibition and her simple life becomes way more complicated than before. When a creepy gallery manager makes her life unpleasant, Gavin wants to take control of the situation and red lights flicker. Brooke had made a vow to handle her own problems rather than relying on someone. Her husband’s death had left her in the dark about finances. She couldn’t let Gavin take over but will their new romance stand up to her hands off attitude? Or will Brooke learn that it’s okay to lean on the ones you love sometimes? But in the small town of Alisson, Montana, love will find a way. This classic friends to lovers and fake relationship story will be sure to delight fans of Nora Roberts and Susan Mallery. Come be swept away, today, by this amazing story!

The Place I Belong by Grea Warner

West Virginia, New York, Tennessee…Lara and Finn Murphy have lived in all of these places. And thanks to Finn’s career as a country music singer, they have had the opportunity to explore many more. But what they have discovered along the many roads traveled, is that the only real place that matters is where each other is—that is the place they belong. The pair will need to hold onto that truth as they face their greatest challenges yet. On top of dealing with Pop’s terminal illness, Lara and Finn’s young daughter is caught up in an emergency situation. The traumatic event not only scratches at old wounds but brings an unwanted public spotlight on the family.  Amongst the emotional upheaval, can they find sanctuary and comfort in each other? Will they learn to reconcile what has happened in the past to find peace in the present? Can they finally and completely let each other in? And, will their road of life, full of detours and U-turns, finally have a happily ever after? The final book in the Country Roads series, THE PLACE I BELONG, will take you on an emotional, heartfelt journey. Purchase Now

To Play for Love by Lorelei Henderson

Purchase Now A struggling actress must decide between Hollywood success or a hometown love…Especially when her heart is on the line. Cassandra Chaletaine worked hard to catch her break in Tinsel Town but she’s struggling because of her race, talent or plain bad luck. She returns home to Boston for her father’s retirement party and to re-evaluate her career. While touring a new theatre in her old neighborhood, she literally bumped into her old friend and former Hollywood writer, Michael Kiley. They’d always had much in common, both being bi-racial and shared dreams of Hollywood success. After finding Hollywood lacking, Michael fled to give back to his hometown. He was delighted to see Cassandra, having always been in love with her but too afraid to risk their friendship. Now that she was back in Boston, the love he’d harbored for years, blooms. Cassandra falls hard for Michael too, but she’s pulled between her life in Hollywood and the one in her hometown. When her agent calls with her dream break, Cassandra has to make the biggest decision of her life— would it be Hollywood or Love?

Trina’s Sacrifice by Catherine Peace

A chieftain’s forsaken daughter…. Trina Huxford knows the old stories: wolf takes swan, wolf kills swan. When her beloved older sister is taken by a wolf, she fears the pattern will play out again, but her father’s inaction stuns her. After all, the tribe needs Margot to seal the alliance between the Kaqtukaq and Whakamanu warriors. If he won’t save her sister, then Trina will. Her only ally? A young warrior whose quiet strength and gentle spirit both soothe and entice her. An outcast craving acceptance…. Pou Ngata has spent years battling against his family’s tarnished lineage, so the Tane’s invitation to join him and his chosen warriors in Windsor comes as an honor and a shock. The problem? The bride intended for his cousin is missing, and the Tane has forbidden them to interfere. Refusing means losing any goodwill he’s gained, but Pou can’t stand by. Especially when Trina might be her sister’s replacement. Two hearts bound by lies…. As Trina and Pou piece together the truth behind Margot’s disappearance, they can only trust each other. Lies and betrayal culminate in a battle that threatens their fledgling relationship. But there are greater dangers than the Windsor wolves, and Pou and Trina will need more than love to survive. How can the truth set them free if it destroys everything they know? Purchase Now

No matter how you welcome spring, there’s always time for a little romance. Whether you’re cozying up with an old favorite or diving into a brand-new love story, we hope this month’s picks add a little extra warmth to your days. Until next time—happy reading!