I don’t know about you but I’m ready for spring!
It seems as though spring has found my little corner of the world. Crocuses are blooming and azaleas, bleeding hearts, hostas, cherry trees, and a variety of other plants are not far behind.
Needless to say, this goes a long way to lifting my spirits and to share in the joy I’m setting two of my suspense stories to FREE for the weekend!
First up, I have Skating on Thin Ice- Men of WarHawks Book 1
Skating on Thin Ice
Sam Walters made a deal with the devil.
In order to win a much-needed contract as physical therapist to one of the NHL’s leading hockey teams, Sam must delay the recovery of their sniper, Mac Wanowski. The trouble is, the more she gets to know the taciturn hockey player, the more she aches to help him.
Mac ‘The Hammer’ Wanowski chased the Stanley Cup dream for too many years. Last time he was close it had cost him his wife. As injuries continue to plague the team, Mac works to catch a killer and keep the woman he’s come to love from the hands of a madman.
HOCKEY CAN BE A DANGEROUS SPORT, ESPECIALLY WHEN MILLIONS OF DOLLARS ARE AT STAKE.
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Mac halted on the edge of the tree line and eyed the distance between them and the relative protection of the cabin. He’d assured Sam their shooter was nothing more than an inept hunter, but he wasn’t so sure. Something about the guy’s stance and his effort to stay hidden, even after the accidental shot, didn’t ring true. There were too many coincidences and they all seemed directed toward keeping him away from the playoffs. As soon as they got to the landline he planned to call Doc and get Sam off the mountain.
“Tired?” she asked, her husky voice a warm caress.
He turned and a wry smile twisted his lips. Her perky hat was squashed on one side from her fall, twigs embedded in the thick white fur and one lone jaunty leaf sticking out the top like Robin Hood’s feather.
“What’s so funny?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder.
Now the smile became a grin. “You have a… ah…” He plucked the feather/leaf from her cap.
“Oh,” she said, startled. She met his gaze with a sparkle lighting her incredible blue eyes. “Don’t like my fashion sense?”
He liked that about her. She had a quirky sense of humor. They’d been through a stressful day and here she was, a beautiful smile on those luscious lips as she made fun of her dishevelment. Sam wasn’t like any woman he’d ever met. “I like it… you, just fine,” he admitted.
She blushed rather adorably. “You’re not so bad yourself.” She shivered and stared wistfully at the promising heat of the cabin. “Is it safe?”
Which proved she was as smart as she was gorgeous.
“I guess we’ll find out.” He readjusted the crutches under his arms. “I’ll go first. Wait a few minutes, then follow.”
She shook her head and pushed past before he realized what she was up to.
“Sam,” he called, trying not to trip over his snowshoes as he got turned around. “Give me skates over these rabbit feet any day,” he muttered. “Sam, wait.”
“Not sure if you heard, Wanowski, but it’s the twenty-first century, women’s lib is a thing. Besides. I’m not the one who’s injured.” She set off at a brisk pace, her snow bunny outfit a bright splash of color in the black and white scenery.
In other circumstances, he might have been tempted to explore the sparks between him and the therapist, but Mac wasn’t looking for a relationship, and she had serious enquiries only written all over her delectable body.
Next is Virtually Gone: A Julie Crenshaw Murder/Mystery (High-Tech Crime Solvers Book 6)
Virtually Gone: A Julie Crenshaw Murder/Mystery (High-Tech Crime Solvers Book 6)
From USA Today Bestselling Author, Jacquie Biggar, comes a gripping techno-thriller, part of a multi-author series tied together by an interlocking cast of characters, all centered around the fantastic new promise of high technology and the endless possibilities for crime that technology offers, in a world where getting away with murder can be not only plausible, but easy…if you just know how..
Investigative reporter Julie Crenshaw stumbles upon the case of a lifetime–one that could cost her everything.
When Julie is called on to investigate a string of sexual abuse cases, she doesn’t expect to land in the crosshairs of a serial rapist. Soon she’s in a race to find the facts before a killer makes her the headline.
Detective Matthew Roy is frustrated with his inability to track a rapist terrorizing his city. Added to that, his partner’s reporter girlfriend is dogging his every step and won’t heed his warnings. Time is ticking with the perpetrator escalating his crime to murder. Matt needs to find the killer soon, or chance losing someone he cares for- the question is, how?
★★★★★ “This author is an auto-buy for me. Each of her novels including this one is a perfect mix of angst, suspense, humor, and steaminess.”
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“Hey, Detective, got a minute?”
Matt closed his eyes and drew a deep breath. He liked and admired his partner’s girlfriend, but the last thing he felt like doing was playing nice for the press right now.
“Can’t, Jules, I’m busy.” He didn’t have to turn his head to see her disapproval, it bore a hole through his shoulders.
“C’mon, Roy. The public have a right to know what’s going on. They need to be notified.”
That did it. He rose and swiveled on his feet to stomp over and get in her face, heedless of the camera crew waiting in the wings. “What in the h-e-double-l do you think we’ve been doing?” he roared. Connor had warned him about taking cases like these personally, but dammit, it was personal. This young woman had a family somewhere, maybe even a husband and children who would never get to see her or tell her how much they loved her again.
Damn right, it was personal.
Julie gazed at him with worried eyes before turning to her crew and slicing a hand across her throat. “Give us a minute, guys. I’ll call you when I’m ready.” They looked at each other, shrugged and gathered their gear, moving to stand beside the VIBS News van. When she returned her attention to Ray, determination overrode the concern. “You want to tell me what has you so riled up?” She raised her hand. “And yes, it’s off the record.”
No, he did not want to tell the pretty reporter the story of his life, thank you very much. He trusted Julie as much as he did most of the individuals in his life, with the exception of Connor—which was to say, with a bag of salt. He’d found people tended to say what they thought you wanted to hear, not what they actually meant. In his line of work, there was a stark contrast between the two. Which meant he kept to himself, safer that way.
On the other hand, this was Jules and she’d been through some tough times of her own, so he made an effort to tone down his frustration. “I don’t like when I can’t keep my city safe,” he admitted. He angled sideways so he could keep an eye on the techs. “This guy, it’s like he’s always one step ahead of us, you know?”
She leaned over the yellow ribbon and patted his too-tense arm. “You’ll get him, Matt. I know you will.” Then she straightened and donned her investigative reporter face. “Can VIBS get a short statement from you? It doesn’t have to give away anything, just let the public know you’re working on it, okay?”
Matt sighed. She was like a Pitbull with a piece of meat.
Are you seeing any signs of spring? Do you find your mood affected by the weather? Let’s talk…