Jacquie Biggar-USA Today Best-selling author

It's All about the Romance 💕💕💕

Sneak Off and Read: Lines with the topic, HALLOWEEN #RSsos #RomSuspense

October 28, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Originally posted on sisterhood of suspense:
#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines with the topic, HALLOWEEN Interested in reading more? Click on the book covers below for information about the novel and the author. Another light dusting of snow fell overnight. To hear everyone talk, the big one was only days away, and the forecasters projected a storm…

Sunday #Soup #Cooking up Memories

October 28, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

It amazes me how so many cooks can’t create a decent soup!

My name is Jacquie Biggar and when I’m not being a total klutz I am a wife, mother of one, grandmother, and a butler to my dog and cat.
I’m also a hopeless romantic and the biggest The Voice fan ever! I can be found every Monday night in my armchair plastered to the television laughing at Blake and Adam’s shenanigans.
I also enjoy my grandson’s hockey and lacrosse games, hanging at the beach with DH (darling hubby), taking pictures, and reading (what else?) romance novels.
I have a slight Tim Hortons obsession, love gardening, everything pink… and did I mention I love my husband?

I’d been poor as shit for my entire life. I’d learned to roll with it most days. Other times, like this morning, it punched me in the teeth.

In Harmony- Emma Scott

“You need to go,” she ordered him. “Now.” Danny stopped talking, his face going still behind his clear shield. And then he removed his oxygen supply. “We die together, then.” He was every bit as resolved as she was, an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object.

Consumed- J. R. Ward

His children were left behind, like a sock in a drawer that was almost empty, and that was a million times worse than if there was nothing left at all.

Bring Down the Stars- Emma Scott

I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, asking it to be a doughnut.

Lost and Found Sisters- Jill Shalvis

Ragged police tape swung from the columns. The double-wide front door had been blown open, like the house had died mid-scream. Like it is still screaming.

Every Deep Desire- Sharon Wray