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Apr21

New Release- Jillian Chantal- One Lonely Knight

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Jillian Chantal has a new release – a time travel story set in 1788. It is available in e-book and Kindle.

In 1788 Scotland, Rowena Maitland doesn’t realize how lonely and odd her life is, until, alone one night, she is surprised by an intruder dressed in medieval armor crashing around in her home.

The stranger, Pembroke Burroughs, is a large man, but seems harmless enough with his battered helmet causing him distress. Until she assists him in removing the helmet and he insists he’s from 1568 and was just engaged in battle with the Earl of Moray fighting against Mary Queen of Scots’ forces at the battle of Langside.

Worried about being alone with him and fearing he is deranged, she drugs his drink and prays her caretakers will return before he awakens. 

Her plan fails, and once he wakes, he questions everything in her life and she realizes her situation is decidedly strange. Maybe even stranger than a man claiming to be from two-hundred years ago.

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Edinburgh castle over dramatic clouds, Scotland, UK
Aug3

Overkill- New Release Out in the World

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My great grandmother, Mallie Phillips Fowler wasn’t your typical sweet little old lady. She was a ball of fire and very sassy. I like to think I inherited some of her moxie. I was in my 20s when she died and she was in her 90s. One of the last times I saw her, she was in her yard with her cane in one hand and a rake in the other and my grandfather, her son, was begging her to go inside and let him do the raking. No way. She was adamant she could do it. He threatened her with the nursing home, but she just laughed and kept on working. She lived a number of months after that. Sadly, I lived over 360 miles away so I didn’t see her as often as I’d have liked.

Two things stand out in my memory of my whole life visiting her. She always, always, always—even those last visits—had a coconut cake on her dining room table. It was the best cake ever. She used fresh coconut and shredded it herself and used the coconut milk in the batter. None of us in the family have ever been able to duplicate it. One of a kind—like her. She also had one of those glass chicken candy dishes and it always had those hard candy mixes in it —you know, the kind you get at Christmas and they get all stuck together? My sister and I spent many hours tugging that junk apart. We each have a candy dish like that in our homes now. Mine holds loose change, though. Lol.

Why am I yakking about this lady? Well, my new book that’s out tomorrow and up for preorder now has a character who has some of my great grandmother’s characteristics. Miss Hattie in my story is one of the minor characters who plays a role in assisting the detectives in solving the murder at the heart of the story. She happens to be pretty sassy and makes a divine coconut cake (I almost said a to-die-for cake, but thought better of it 🙂 )

Overkill is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Black Opal Books, among other retailers. As an ebook or paperback.

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Jul10

Blurb for Overkill- My August 4, 2018 Release

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Overkill, my new book, published by Black Opal Books, out on August 4th tells the tale of the murder investigation of Drusilla Isaacs. She was really disliked as the blurb will tell you!  🙂

Blurb:

No one liked Drusilla Isaacs. She spent a lifetime alienating people, as if making the most enemies was a personal goal. Now she’s dead. Shot, stabbed, and her neck broken…and that’s what the coroner can tell from a first look. It’s up to Maggie Blaine—former friend and one-time victim of the odious Drusilla—and Maggie’s partner, Jacob Brown, to figure out who, out of a seemingly endless list of suspects, would carry out such heinous acts. Their choices are varied. From Drusilla’s husbands—the former and the current—to the women in her life—her secretary, the mother of her husband’s son, or the new wife of her ex-husband. There’s also another option. A serial killer who randomly appears to insert himself into the mix. A tale of murder, gems, drugs, illicit sex, and a cast of villains who all have one thing in common—their hatred of Drusilla Isaacs.

Dec8

Cowboy Boots on the Ground- Excerpt

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Here’s an excerpt for my December 23, 2017 romantic suspense release:

  • Excerpt:
    He wanted to help, and he probably could—if she
    could trust him…
    Olivia picked her chair up and sat. Sipping her
    coffee, she watched him a few seconds. “Okay then.
    Talk,” she finally said.
    “I was military intelligence for a number of years, so
    if it’s something where you need help in that direction,
    I’m your man. If you need someone with weapons skills,
    I’m your guy there, too.”
    “Why would you think I need that type of help?”
    “Since you got so offended when I made the
    comment about your mother’s illness, my training tells
    me there’s something else going on here than a mere fear
    by a daughter of being held back by her mother’s issues.
    Why don’t you tell me what is going on and let me see if
    there’s any way for me to assist you.”
    “Answer one question first.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Why? Why are you so gung-ho to help me? We’ve
    never really hit it off and, all of a sudden, you’re being
    kind and want to act like the Boy Scout who helps the old
    lady across the street.”
    The phone started ringing again. They let it play out.
    Rocky picked up where they left off. “I want to help you
    because I’m a nice guy, no matter what you might think,
    and I see you need it. There’s a mob outside your door
    who would eat you alive if given half a chance. You
    could call Sharon to assist you but I’m quite sure my
  • skill-set is a bit better at handling those people out there
    than hers.”
    “You’re probably right, but can you blame me for
    doubting your motives?”
    He shook his head. This was getting ridiculous.
    “You’re right. I’m done. Have a nice life.” Rocky rose
    from his seat, shoved the chair under the table, and turned
    toward the back door.
    In the moment his hand touched the knob, she said,
    “Okay. Okay. Sorry. I do need help. Please come and sit.
    I’ll tell you everything.”
    front cover (2)
Dec4

New Release – Coming Dec 23, 2017- Cowboy Boots on the Ground

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I have a new romantic suspense novel coming Dec 23 from Black Opal Books.  Here’s the cover and blurb. Stick around for an excerpt later in the week.

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  • BLURB:
    New York heiress Olivia Jacobs flees from her stepfather
    who’s trying to kill her in order to obtain her trust funds.
    Eventually landing in Texas where she buys a country bar
    she names Ollie’s, Olivia believes herself safe. Then one
    night in the bar, some thugs decide to rob the place.
    Ollivia pulls out her Stillson wrench and ends their plans.
    Unfortunately, the event goes viral and the media
    surrounds her home the next day. Her cover is blown and
    her face is all over the tabloids. Now she must run again.
    Rocky, a rancher living in the same town, offers to help
    her escape. Not quite trusting him, or the attraction she
    feel for him, she’s reluctant—that is, until her stepfather’s
    minions show up and she realizes she’s out of options.
    Now both she and Rocky are on the run from one of the
    most powerful men in New York, and things are about to
    get ugly…
Nov30

Deadly Liaisons- Advanced Reader Copy

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I have my advance reader copies in PDF format for Deadly Liaisons.  I am offering an e-copy to the first five people who respond with their email address and agree to do an honest review in exchange.

To whet your appetite, here’s the first page:

October, 1938

Water ran over the top of Declan Cavanaugh’s shoes as he dashed across St. Mark’s Square in front of the Basilica. Two o’clock in the afternoon meant high tide this time of year in Venice. It wasn’t an ideal time to be chasing the flunky of a vampire through the streets to try to find the demon’s lair, but what was a man to do?

It was blind luck to stumble upon the short, gnomish creature in that Murano glass shop. Declan went in initially to purchase a new pen, but as soon as he laid eyes on the man he knew could lead him to his prey, all thoughts of a blue glass writing implement fled his mind. Making a lunge for the other man wasn’t the best plan, but Declan had been so stunned to see him, he hadn’t taken time to think through what he should do. He’d acted on instinct instead.

Declan regretted the loss of a portion of the shopkeeper’s inventory, but it couldn’t be helped. As soon as the smaller man noticed Declan, the wretched devil tossed a number of items at his pursuer to try to slow Declan’s progress. A few paperweights found their target. Declan’s head throbbed, but he kept moving. A bit of blood trickled down the side of his face. With each step, the pain in his cranium intensified. Thud, thud, thud.

When the flunky shoved the door open and ran into the street, Declan followed. Promising himself to return to the shop later to make things right with the owner, Declan kept up his pursuit.

At the rate the two men were running, staying on the boards the city’s fathers had devised to try to keep the citizens dry proved to be impossible.

Each time his foot slipped off the boards, splashes of water hit the hem of Declan’s pants and covered his brogans. Great, another pair of ruined shoes. A fleeting thought of gratitude for leaving the Italian suede shoes in his hotel room dashed across his brain. They were costly and the ones he wore would be easily replaced. A bright spot in the day for sure.

The gnome kept going. Declan wondered where the little man got his energy. For sure the shorter chap could move fast. Declan gasped for breath, but he couldn’t afford to slow down. He needed to find and capture Ambrose Schumacher.