Claiming the Maverick’s Heart by Debra Holt

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by Debra Holt


“He’s back.”

Words Macy Donovan hoped to never hear.

Trace Cartwright was the maverick rodeo cowboy who broke her heart, leaving her on the steps of the church on the eve of their wedding. Now he’s returned to build his home and to lay claim to her heart … again. Macy barely survived the broken heart the first time. Does he think he can walk back into her life and take up where he left off?


Excerpt One:

Well, she was a take charge kinda gal now wasn’t she? The girl Trace Cartwright had left behind would have shrunk away into a dark corner to lick her wounds. But that’s not who she was anymore. Her eyes flew to the rearview mirror. Then her brain took over, and she spun the truck into a U-turn at the end of Main Street…good ting the sheriff was looking the other way. The element of surprise was on her side, and she would use it.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_ClaimngTheMaverickHeartBorn and raised in the Lone Star state of Texas, Debra grew up among horses, cowboys, wide open spaces, and real Texas Rangers.  Pride in her state and ancestry knows no bounds and it is these heroes and heroines she loves to write about the most.  She also draws upon a variety of life experiences including working with abused children, caring for baby animals at a major zoo, and planning high-end weddings (ah, romance!).

When she isn’t busy writing about tall Texans and feisty heroines, she can be found cheering on her Texas Tech Red Raiders, or heading off on another cruise adventure.  She read her first romance…Janet Dailey’s Fiesta San Antonio, over thirty years ago and became hooked on the genre. Writing contemporary romances, is both her passion and dream come true, and she hopes her books will bring smiles…and sighs…to all who believe in happily-ever-after’s.

Debra invites you to visit her website at  She loves to hear from other aspiring authors or readers via email at  Twitter is and Facebook at

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#MFRWauthor–Social Media Hangouts

I don’t know why I keep forgetting about the 52-Week Blog Challenge, yet I do. Have no excuse except I finished two new books since January, and I’ve got a clear view for a third one. Well, technically I started and finished one of them in about six weeks, but I wrote the first half of the second one way back in 2014. Just finished it a few days ago.

mfrw2017-52-week-challenge-image-300x300Oh, well, at least it’s done.

So this is week fifteen of the challenge, and that means I have to tell everyone about where I hangout on social media.

My two favorite places are Facebook and Twitter. I tend to share mostly political things on my Facebook main page, but my author page is just about books and writing. Lately I’ve quieted down on my political stuff. I’m trying to stay more neutral on things there now, but still… sometimes unbelievable or downright stupid things just have to be shared.

Twitter is my second favorite place. I retweet many different types of things, anything that interest me at the time. I also tend to schedule many tweets for other authors through a Yahoo group called Authors Helping Authors. I enjoy helping other authors get their names out there. Also on Twitter lately I’ve been expressing my opinions on simple truths based on my beliefs. (I’m a sixty-year old white Christian, pro-life women who is tired of being silenced.)

Another place I hangout is Google Plus and Pinterest. Pictures of cats and lovely outdoor settings fill my Google Plus page  as well as promotions for my books. Pinterest is a new place for me to hangout, yet I do add pictures to my boards once in a while. I also just started to set up private boards to help me see some of my heroes, heroines and the places they’ll be spending time in during my journey with them. I have three private boards right now.

I spend time at other social media places also but these are the ones I focus on for my writing.

Appreciate if you would like or follow me. Thank you, if you do.

Oh, and you can also follow me on Author Central. Hopefully will have some new releases soon. #fingercrossed

Purr M for Murder- T.C. Lotempio

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by T.C. Lotempio


Sydney McCall left behind an ex-fiancé and a New York advertising job to return home to Deer Park, North Carolina and help her sister, Kat, run the local animal shelter, Friendly Paws. Determined to save the shelter from financial trouble, Sydney and Kat organize a cat café fundraising event at a local coffee shop. Things are looking up until their landlord, Trowbridge Littleton, threatens to shut down the event. When Sydney drops by his art gallery to make peace, she finds Kat–along with Littleton’s dead body.

Local homicide detective Will Worthington–who just happens to be Sydney’s old high school crush–is highly suspicious of the sisters’ involvement. Desperate to clear their names from the suspect list, Sydney pounces on the investigation. With the help of one of the shelter cats, a savvy orange tabby named Toby, Sydney begins poking her nose into other local businesses whose owners may have benefited from Littleton’s death–until the killer notices she’s pawing a little too closely at the truth.


Excerpt Two

Will glanced up.  “Pretty observant of you, Syd. The ME will determine the cause of death.”  He tapped on his notebook with the edge of his pen.   “Why don’t you walk me through what happened.  How did the two of you come to be in Littleton’s shop so early?”

“We had something we wanted to discuss with Mr. Littleton, and we thought the earlier the better,” I said.

“I see.  And just what was the nature of this discussion?”

I shifted my weight to my other foot. “Friendly Paws has teamed with Dayna’s Treats & Sweets for a cat café event to benefit the shelter. For a nominal fee, people can have their coffee and goodies in a room with shelter cats that are available for adoption.”

Will glanced up, and I could see a light of interest in his eyes. “I’ve heard of those cafes. They’re mostly in Europe.”

“There are a few in the States, big cities mostly.  This will be the first event of it’s kind  in North Carolina. We’re hoping to increase revenue for both the café and the shelter.”

“Let me guess. That idea didn’t sit well with Littleton?”

Kat and I both shook our heads in unison and Kat exclaimed, “I should say not! He was in the shop yesterday, and he made his feelings pretty darn clear.  He thought having the cats around would be detrimental to business. Heck, he thinks-thought-the shelter in general was a detriment to the town.”

“A sentiment you two didn’t agree with,” he said slowly.

“I should say not!” Kat returned, her cheeks starting to flame.  “Syd and I tried to reason with him yesterday but he didn’t want to hear it.”

“And that’s why you decided to come here this morning?”

I nodded. “Yes.  I put together a pretty good argument of pros for the event.  I was hoping to appeal to his sense of business acumen.”

“Why did you feel this was necessary? Had he threatened you?”

“Not in so many words,” I said carefully. “But he did say yesterday that he was determined to put a stop to the proceedings, and we hadn’t heard the last from him.”

“Um-hm.” Will murmured, scribbling some more.

“And Leila Addams – do you remember her, Will?  She’s a reporter for the Deer Park Herald now,” Kat chimed in.  “Leila said that she thought Littleton was inquiring about starting a petition against showing the shelter cats – and the shelter in general.”

Will made another notation in his book. “So when was the last time you saw Littleton?”

“Yesterday around one-thirty.” I cleared my throat.  “If that’s all the questions you have, we need to get going.”

He snapped his notebook shut.  “You’re free to go for now,” he said, “but I will probably need to talk to you some more later on.”

“That’s fine,” I said.  “We’ll be here.”

The corners of Will’s lips twitched slightly. “Good to know.”

Once we were back out on the street, Kat hauled off and punched  me in the arm – hard.

“Yow!” I cried. “What was that for?”

“For thinking that you could come here and face Littleton without me, for one,” Kat said.  “I knew you had your fingers crossed last night.”

I rubbed at my arm. “Can’t put anything over on you, can I?”

She gave me a shrewd look.  “So, how did it feel, seeing Will Worthington again after all these years!  I heard he was back in town, but I had no idea he’d become a detective – homicide, no less.”  She cut me a sidelong glance. “Funny, isn’t it, how you two came back to Deer Park almost at the same time.  Like Karma, or something.”

“Well, I’d rather deal with Will than his partner, Colombo Junior,” I said. “Come on, let’s get my car and get to the shelter. I hope Maggie isn’t too worried.”

We walked through the alleyway and when we were almost at  the spot where I’d parked, I suddenly stopped short.  “Hey,” Kat cried as she ran full tilt into my back. “What’s wrong?”

I pointed to the empty space beside my car. “There was a white Lincoln there when I came, parked pretty badly.  The license plate read TLITTLE.  I thought for sure it was Littleton’s car, but if it’s gone…”

“A white Lincoln?  That’s his wife Petra’s car,” Kat said.  She glanced around, then pointed to the gym. “She must have parked it here instead of the gym parking lot, like she usually does. I wonder why.”

Another disturbing thought occurred to me as I slid behind the wheel.  It would have been impossible for Littleton’s wife not to have seen the ambulance and police cars parked in front of her husband’s shop.  Why hadn’t she come to see what was wrong?

Unless, of course…she didn’t have to. Because she already knew.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

While Toni Lotempio does not commit – or solve – murders in real life, she has no trouble doing it on paper. Her lifelong love of mysteries began early on when she was introduced to her first Nancy Drew mystery at age 10 – The Secret in the Old Attic.  She (and ROCCO, albeit he’s uncredited) pen the Nick and Nora mystery series from Berkley Prime Crime – the first volume, MEOW IF ITS MURDER, debuted Dec. 2, 2014. Followed by #2, CLAWS FOR ALARM.   #3, CRIME AND CATNIP, is out this December. She, Rocco and Maxx make their home in Clifton, New Jersey, just twenty minutes from the Big Apple – New York. Catch up with them at and

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#MFRW Greatest Strength

Week 12 of the Marketing for Romance Writers 52-Week Blog Challenge. Today everyone needs to talk about our greatest strength.

So what is my greatest strength?


I think it’s my ability to get up after I’ve fallen down.

Like most people, I’ve failed at many things. I’ve fallen many times in my life, yet I’ve always managed to get up again. Sometimes it’s harder than other times, I will admit. And sometimes I stay down longer than other times. Yet evidently I manage to get back on my feet.

No matter how many times you fall, you need to find a way  back to your feet. Every failure is a learning experience. They make you stronger and wiser. So the next time you try, things may go easier for you, better.

But what if you fail again?

Get back up.

The real failure is the person who gives up, who never tries new twinner-neverstoptryinghings again. The real failure is the person who believes all the lies the world tells us–too fat, too thin, too old,  too young, too pretty, too ugly, too poor, too rich. You are the wrong sex, or race, or religion. You come from the wrong country, state, city. Red state, blue state, fly-over state.

None of that matters, so don’t believe the lies. In God’s eyes, you are beautiful and perfect.

Never give up. And, when you fall, which you will, just take a breath, place your hands flat on the ground, bend your legs, and get back up.

And be a winner.

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#MFRWauthor– How I Plot?

Week 11 of the 52-Week Blog Challenge with Marketing for Romance Writers. This week I’m going to explain how I plot.


Plotting isn’t easy.

The first book I finished (way back in the old days of the late ’80s) was a total mess. I had no idea who the hero and heroine were or what their problem was that kept them apart.  The characters were cardboard cut-outs and the conflict was non-existent. All the hero and heroine had to do was talk to each other about their problems and they would have been resolved quickly. And, while I was writing that book, I believed I would never find anything else to write about at all.

Good news. I finished that book, with plenty of partial ideas for other stories.


So the second book I decided to write I changed into a plotter. I  filled out character charts and wrote up an outline of the story. About fifty pages of outline. Then I started to write it, or tried to write. Never even finished the first page before I got bored with it.

Intense plotting was not for me.

So what ended up working?

Over the years I’ve tried all kinds of different ways to plot–some working better than others–until I settled on my process. It’s a combination of plotter and pantCowboy-largeser. First off, I need to know a lot about the main characters and, second, I need to see a few important scenes clearly in my mind and, third, I  need a possible ending. Normally I think about my stories for a few months until I believe I know the hero and heroine well enough to start writing it, and then I just start writing. Somewhere in the middle of every book I stall out, so I let that story go and work on another one. Eventually they all get finished. Right now I’m finishing a cowboy story I started in 2014 for a specific call.( I have five or six more unfinished stories on my hard drive .)

Beginnings are the hardest for me to write because I start in the wrong place. In one of my stories, Trusting the Cowboy, the original beginning ended up as chapter four or five. By the time I found where it fit, I needed to do a lot of rewriting on it.

Writing is hard.

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#MFRWauthor 7 Guilty Pleasures

mfrw2017-52-week-challenge-image-300x300This is week 10 in the MRFW 52-week blog challenge.  (Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m not doing so well.) Today post is about seven guilty pleasures.

Let me think–

  1. A glass of wine almost every day. (I had two glasses tonight.)
  2. Staying in my pj all day long.
  3. Watching a whole season of Falling Skies while laying in bed. (Love this show.)
  4. Reading book after book on my Kindle when I should be writing. (Hey, it’s for research.)
  5. Petting my cat.(He has the loudest purr.)
  6. Speaking my mind and sharing on social media. (Just because.)
  7. And my number one favorite not-so guilty pleasure is — watching Falling Skies while in my pj with bottle of wine.

So I live a boring life. What can I say?

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The Second Time Around–Ella Quinn

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by Ella Quinn
GENRE: Historical Romance
Can a beautiful Worthington widow find love again? Depends on who’s asking . . .

Before he died, Patience was the Earl of Worthington’s second wife. So why shouldn’t Patience be allowed a second chance at marriage, too? Of course, finding a new husband was not something the mother of four had ever planned on. But a surprise encounter with her first love has suddenly made the impossible seem possible all over again . . .

It seems like a lifetime ago that Richard, Viscount Wolverton, was halfway around the world, looking for adventure . . . while Patience, at her coming-out, was left with no choice but to take old Worthington’s hand. Richard never forgot the woman whose heart he yearned for—and now that he’s back, he’s not going to let her slip away again . .


Excerpt One:

Pulteney Hotel, London, 1815

“And this is Viscount Wolverton.” Patience Worthington watched as Almeria, Lady Bellamny, smiled as she introduced the gentleman to the Duchess of Bristol. Almeria turned her black eyes on Patience. The smile didn’t fade at all as she said, “Wolverton, I believe you have already met the Dowager Countess of Worthington.”

What in God’s name is he doing here? Patience inclined her head and held out her hand. “Indeed. The years have treated you well, my lord.”

Bowing, he took her fingers in his. “As they have done to you, my lady.”

His lips hovered over her hand as she prayed he would do nothing more than kiss the air above them, but no. The devil pressed his warm, firm lips to her knuckles; even through her gloves she could feel his touch and fought the urge to suck in a breath. “Thank you, my lord.”

One would think after all these years and his betrayal she would be immune to him. And one would be wrong. She held her breath, counting—One, two, three, four, five. Thank God—until he finally straightened and returned her hand to her. Thank God! Patience let out the breath, yet she could not control the pounding in her breast. It took all the control she had not to make an excuse and leave the room. Yet, she could not do that to Dotty Stern, soon to be the Marchioness of Merton.

“He has been a friend for a very long time,” Almeria continued, as if she had no idea of the havoc she had created by inviting Wolverton. “Though he hardly ever comes to Town.”

“Well, my dear,” Lord Bellamny said, “you couldn’t be here so often if it wasn’t for the help he gives me. Someone must assist me in my experiments.”

“Very true, my dear.”

Patience made the mistake of glancing up at the same moment Richard Wolverton stared down at her. His amber eyes smoldered as they had the last time she had seen him, only days before her marriage to the old Earl of Worthington.


About the Author:

ella-quinnBestselling author Ella Quinn’s studies and other jobs have always been on the serious side. Reading historical romances, especially Regencies, were her escape. Eventually her love of historical novels led her to start writing them. She has just finished her first series, The Marriage Game, and her new series, The Worthingtons, began in April 2016.

She is married to her wonderful husband of over thirty years. They have a son and two
beautiful granddaughters, and a dog. After living in the South Pacific, Central America, North Africa, England and Europe, she and her husband decided to make their dreams come true and are now living on a sailboat cruising the Caribbean and North America. Europe is next!




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