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Rural romance with a twist of suspense
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Running from her past Samantha Greenwood joins the staff at Mt Isa Hospital. But even the remote western town might not be far enough away for her to find forgiveness.
There has always been an Alistair on Esmeralda Downs, but Jeff Alistair’s injury is putting his future in jeopardy. He will lose his family’s vast grazing stud and his birthright unless he can get back in the saddle.
Can two broken people find love and healing amid the lonely hills of Esmeralda Downs?
The covers of Hearts of the Outback have been 'branded' with the series title, and Winds of Change has a whole new look to suit the story. What do you think of the new look?
Exciting pre-order release news!
My Nepal-set romantic suspense, 'High Stakes', has a cover which I'm sharing here first and pre-orders are available!
Experience a trek in the Everest region of Nepal and a woman's pilgrimage to Base Camp in this story of danger and redemption ...
Dr Marcy Westcott is in Nepal to research a drug that occurs naturally in the Himalayan landscape. When attraction flares with Jake Harris on the Everest track, Marcy is determined to be more like her free-spirited twin sister.
Jake believes the attractive doctor is the missing link that will bring down the drug cartel responsible for the death of his brother. He will do whatever it takes to get justice. Unsure who the real enemy is or whether he can trust Marcy, Jake is forced to take on the role of protector. But is Marcy his salvation, or the enemy?
In other news:
I've begun work on a rural Christmas story that will be the start of a new series. Planning is underway, but book 1 is a Beauty and the Beast story of a reclusive country and western singer and his beautiful neighbour who needs a spot on a renovation show if she hopes to keep her inheritance. It will release late in 2018.
Here's a teaser:
And how the hell did anyone get onto the property?
One of the first jobs he’d attended to had been ensuring the fences were secure. Nothing like good fences to keep stock in and people out. But before he reached the front corner of the old farmhouse, a female voice called out. “Hello?” Heart thumping madly he came to a dead stop. Not a trespasser. A visitor.
As quietly as possible he changed direction and climbed the back steps, locking the door behind him before creeping--in his own house, damn it!—along the hallway and into the small office to the right of the front door. He flattened himself against the wall and peered through a narrow gap in the curtains. A woman stood at his front door with her back to him, swinging a helmet by the chin strap and looking over the paddocks. Hair the deep dark black-red of Christmas cherries was pulled into a low ponytail.
She turned towards the door, raised her hand and knocked again. “Anyone home?” Lordy, but she was beautiful.
A long-forgotten day tugged at his memory . . . Music, crowds—he was sure he’d been singing and he tried to place who she was. Somewhere, sometime, he’d met her . . . But she looked different, more grown up now. Was that it?
His last Christmas holiday in Lark Creek leapt into his mind in vivid colour and he realised with a start who the woman was. Little Katy Leonard. The last time he’d seen her she’d been fourteen or fifteen, on the cusp of becoming a woman. He remembered her grandmother sliding a protective arm around her shoulders when he’d come off stage after performing at a local charity show before he went off to make his name and fortune. Back then she’d been pretty with the promise of what she might become. Grown up Katy was a stunner.
His mouth pulled back in a grimace. At least, the uninjured side of his face reflected his emotions. The other side still felt little sensation and the scarring on the lower half of his face and neck would frighten off anyone who saw it. Saw him.
There was no way he’d open the door to Katy Leonard, today or ever. Whatever she wanted, she could whistle until the cows came home and he still wouldn’t have anything to do with her.
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