Book Review: Jacquie Biggar’s TEMPTED BY MR. WRONG

A fantastic review for Tempted by Mr. Wrong from Staci Troilo!

Staci Troilo

Tempted by Mr. WrongHow can something so wrong, feel so right?

Falling for her step-brother is a mistake T.J. doesn’t want to repeat, but one look into those sapphire blue eyes and she’s ready to give Jason whatever he wants.

Tammy-Jo Hawthorne’s marriage was floundering, but she never expected her husband to make her the laughing stock of Magnolia.

And she definitely didn’t expect to trip over him in their front yard after he’d been murdered.

Jason McIntyre was forced out of his home and away from the love of his life by the man who’d haunted his nightmares for ten long years.

Now Jason’s back—and he wants revenge.


My Review:

5.0 out of 5 starsSteamy and Dreamy

This is the first story I’ve read by Jacquie Biggar. It won’t be the last. TEMPTED BY MR. WRONG hits all the right romance notes without succumbing to trite tropes.

The heroine is as down-on-her-luck as she…

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How can she love the guy who shoots her rather than the criminal?

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A Readers’ Favorite Military Fiction Award Winner, as well as an IAN Book of the Year Finalist and New Apple Romance Selection for Excellence in Publishing.

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After a wrong turn in Mobile, Margaret Fisher and her toddler, Ellen are lost. Then, their car breaks down in a small town in front of the garage owned by eligible bachelor, Frank McPherson.
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The Race is on to find a Killer in the heart of Kentucky horse country

Detective Augustus Grant is faced with his most baffling case to date. Well-respected race horse breeder, John Jorgenson, is murdered in his den days before the Kentucky Derby and the list of suspects is growing.
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Malibu O’Hare and Mark Bouchard are headed towards matrimony, until an old adversary sabotages their plans with a devious scheme.

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Excerpt from Missing: The Lady Said No by Jacquie Biggar


“Rebecca Hayes, is that you?” a shrill voice carried from the front of the store.

All eyes turned her way, leaving Becky pinned in place like a bug on a board. Her cheeks flared and she cursed her fair coloring as she searched the crowd for the blow horn caller.

A woman left the line, her swanky dress and perfectly coiffed head telling Rebecca who it was before she announced it for the benefit of the store.

“It’s me, dear, Marnie Maples. Remember, we went to school together?” She swayed forward on three inch heels and a fitted black polka dot pencil dress. A matching bandanna, tied in a jaunty bow holding her blond curls away from her striking face, finished the ensemble.

Gus’s ex-wife.

Of all the bad luck.

“Hello, Marnie,” she said, giving in to the inevitable. “It’s been a while.”

The other woman eyed the baby in her arms and gave a sarcastic laugh. “I’ll say. A lot has changed. Who’s the lucky guy?”

Becky froze, her hand automatically covering Sara’s head protectively. “No one you know.” It was true. Marnie had never taken the time to appreciate the man she’d made her husband. They’d married right out of school and it hadn’t taken long for things to fall apart. When Becky first met Gus, he’d been recovering from crushed pride more than a broken heart, but that didn’t help with her jealousy. Marnie could be Marilyn Monroe’s sister; it had intimidated the hell out of her.

“I heard a rumor that you’re living on Balmoral, the Jorgenson spread.” She held up the county newspaper, the Chandlerville Chronicles. The headline read; Horse Entrepreneur Found Dead. “It sounds as though you’ve had some excitement recently?”

The avid curiosity radiating as much from her periwinkle blue eyes as that of the other customers within listening range, made Becky inwardly cringe. Why did people always act like a pack of wolves when they sensed a weakness?

Sara seemed to pick up on her rising anxiety and moved fretfully, her chubby red cheeks warm against Becky’s neck. She patted the baby’s back, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet while trying to pacify the hungry crowd.

“There’s an ongoing investigation. I’m not at liberty to say anything about Mr. Jorgenson’s death.”

“So there is an investigation.” The gleam in Marnie’s eyes turned predatory. “And is my bumbling ex-husband involved?” She ran a blood-red nail along the stem of a snowy white rose. The fresh, earthy scent of the flower shop seemed to turn corrosive and pungent.

Becky gazed desperately toward the cash register, and was relieved to see a space had opened. She angled away from the angry vixen, smiling at the harried looking clerk. “Sorry, Marnie, I have to go. It’s been really nice seeing you again.” Liar, liar, pants on fire.

“Yes,” Marnie chirped to her back. “We’ll have to get together and chat about the old days, sometime. I’d love to find out what my husband saw in you.”

She didn’t just say that.

Rebecca stopped dead in her tracks and swung around on one sneakered heel. “It was ex-husband, as you very well know, Marnie Maples. And we had lots in common. Like how much we detested overbearing, incredibly rude, females.”

The crowd had formed a circle around the two women who stood like combatants in a ring, but if they were hoping for a fight they were doomed to disappointment.

Marnie jutted one elegant hip and smirked, her lips in their matching red gloss puckering in a little moue of amusement. “Hmm, so the kitten spits. Well, there’s no need, darling. I gave him up first.”


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Singing in the Rain #Inspiration #amwriting #Globalwarming


It’s raining!

I don’t know about you, but those of us in the northwestern part of Canada are celebrating. Every year it gets hotter and drier and the earth is aging seemingly before our eyes.

It was always a dream for DH and I to move to Vancouver Island. We came here on our honeymoon and every year after that we could afford the trip. I craved the beautiful cedars, rhododendrons, ivy, and ferns. The lush greenness of the rainforest, the scent of the ocean on the air, the slap of the waves upon the shore… I could go on and on, lol.

Thirty years later we made the move and it was just as amazing as we remembered!


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I’ve made new friends, explored this magical place I’m blessed to call home, and learned to feel the pulse of the land.

And it worries me.

The birds and wildlife that count on the weather to keep the forest green and the food plentiful, are suffering.

Global warming is not simply a term-it is a view of our future. Unless we do something to change it. Not soon.


We’ve just come through the worst fire season in our province’s history. I shudder to think how many animals perished along with our forests, crops, homes–lives.

The hurricanes in the southern United States destroyed countless businesses, displaced thousands of people, cost billions of dollars.

And that’s only the tip of a quickly thawing iceberg.

I know this seems all doom and gloom, but it doesn’t have to be. I think we’re being warned, shape up, or face the consequences.

The tide is turning. Many areas now are banning plastic bags, urging economical use of gas and electricity, and promoting more green spaces in cities. This is all good, but we need to do more.

Being part of the baby boomer generation, I think much of the blame lies with us. We grew up in a time of exploration (the first trip to the moon), innovation (personal computers and cell phones), and excess. Lots of excess! Plastic water bottles, disposable baby diapers, takeout foods. You name it, we’ve done it.

I’m amazed by our growth and embarrassed with our neglect.

And I thank God every day that the new generation has learned from our mistakes. My grandson knows all about recycling, composting, energy efficient bulbs, healthy eating, exercise, growing your own sustainable produce.

And he’s ten.

This tells me that we still have a chance.

I’m writing this, drinking herbal tea and listening to the rain as it dances on my roof, and I’m grateful because Mother Nature is forgiving if we just make an effort.