Jacquie Biggar-USA Today Best-selling author

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Day: November 1, 2018

by Jacquie Biggar November 1, 2018 5

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Aspen Cove where life is sweet, the tea is sweeter, and love is the sweetest of all… One Hundred Excuses by Kelly Collins #Romance #BookLove @KCollinsAuthor

If you love small-towns and your romance sweet with just a touch of heat, then you don’t want to miss this one.

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She’s spent thirteen years wanting to hate him. Now she’s the only one who can help him… Memories of Us @kennedylmitchellbooks #CoverReveal #BookLove

Five days to help him remember and for me to finally get closure.
It’s what I need, but his touch is what I crave.

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Halloween—like a full moon—brought out the crazies… Haunted Be The Holidays by @HeatherGraham @InkSlingerPR

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Heather Graham comes a new story in her Krewe of Hunters series…

My name is Jacquie Biggar. When I’m not acting like a total klutz I am a wife, mother of one, grandmother, and a butler to my calico cat.
My guilty pleasures are reality tv shows like Amazing Race and The Voice. I can be found every Monday night in my armchair plastered to the television laughing at Blake's shenanigans.
I love to hang out at the beach with DH (darling hubby) taking pictures or reading romance novels (what else?).
I have a slight Tim Hortons obsession, enjoy gardening, everything pink, and talking to my friends- so shoot me an email!

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

I’ve never been hit in the face. My mother didn’t bother disciplining me. Though I saw men hit her and my aunt from time to time, no man has ever hit me, so I didn’t know. I couldn’t have known that the first hit, that baptism into violence, doesn’t just sting the flesh. It startles the soul.

Long Shot- Kennedy Ryan

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