Wrong Brother, Right Match by Jennifer Shirk

wbrm_500Wrong Brother, Right Match
Anyone But You #3

By: Jennifer Shirk

Releasing December 5, 2016
Entangled Bliss

Blurb

Matchmaking guru Kennedy Pepperdine’s life is perfect. Perfect job. Perfect friends. Perfect boyfriend. Except…when she gets trapped in an elevator with a handsome stranger, she accidentally confesses a secret: maybe her perfect boyfriend, Justin, isn’t so perfect for her after all. But a matchmaker should be able to successfully match herself, right? Thankfully, she’ll never see the handsome stranger again. Until she heads home with Justin for the holidays and learns that the sexy stranger is none other than Justin’s older brother, Matt.

Matt Ellis is trying to be on his best behavior for his mother—it is Christmas, after all. But when he recognizes the beautiful woman from the elevator—the one he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about for months—his best behavior is being held by a thread. Matt’s always sacrificed for his family, and nothing is more important than their happiness, but the more time he spends around Kennedy, the more he wonders if her supposed “right match” might just be the wrong brother.

 

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Excerpt #2

Matt looked at his sister. “What do you think?”wbrm_2

“We can let her in on the secret,” Caitlyn said with a huge grin. “She’s definitely one of us.”

Matt hesitated. “Okay. The truth is…we all hate the fruitcake.”

“I knew it!” she exclaimed then frowned. “But I don’t understand. Why pretend to like it, then?”

“Honestly? Because none of us has the heart to tell her the truth. It makes her so happy. She’s one of the two percent who actually enjoys it.”

“And your dad,” she added. “He liked it, too. Your mom said so.”

Matt shook his head gravely. “No, he hated it the most.”

Kennedy blinked then looked to Caitlyn. “He did?”

“Yup.” Caitlyn shrugged. “Like Matt said, we didn’t have the heart to make her feel bad on Christmas. At least this time she didn’t put any figs or dried pineapple in it. That was a particularly bad year. Although Justin tolerated it the best out of all of us.”

Kennedy cracked a smile. “So your mom goes through all this trouble of making a fruitcake every Christmas and she’s the only one who eats it?”

“Oh, no,” Matt assured her. “We’ll all choke down a slice. You, too, since you’ll soon be part of the family. And we’ll all tell her how great it is. It’s tradition.”

“Tradition,” Caitlyn echoed firmly.

Kennedy laughed. Oh my, if she didn’t already love this family, this aspect of it only endeared them to her more. “Well, your secret is safe with me. I love traditions myself.”

“That’s good,” Caitlyn said, cracking herself up, “because you and Matt are standing under the mistletoe.”

What?!

Kennedy cautiously looked up as if to find the Sword of Damocles dangling over her, but instead found a small green ball of mistletoe tied up with ribbon. Crap! Her gaze dropped to Matt, who held a gleam of interest in his eyes, and her cheeks caught fire.

“Oh, well, that’s a silly tradition,” she said hurriedly, “I mean, we don’t have to do that.” Do we?

Barbara walked back into the room. “What don’t you have to do?”

Caitlyn pointed to the ball. “Matt and Kennedy are under the mistletoe.”

“Oh, how nice,” Barbara said, clasping her hands. “Kiss her, Matt. It’s Christmas after all.”

Matt glanced at Kennedy and stiffened, but without further argument leaned in to her. Her heart fluttered like a hummingbird in anticipation. She caught the pleasant scent of pine and soap on his skin as he brushed his lips against her cheek, hovering for just a few brief seconds before he was once again at a safe distance from her. Such a simple kiss, yet her emotions whirled and skidded.

“I’d better get going,” Matt murmured, backing into the door.

His mom frowned. “Are you okay, dear? Maybe you should sit down a bit first.”

“No, I need to get kissing—er, going. I need to go.” His gaze reluctantly returned to hers, and his voice dipped. “I’ll see you tomorrow night?”

She nodded, not trusting her voice. Then he was out the door as if suddenly spooked.

Unfortunately, she knew exactly how he felt.

Author Info

Jennifer Shirk has a bachelor degree in pharmacy-which has in NO WAY at all helped her MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_FromFakeToForeverwith her writing career. But she likes to point it out, since it shows romantic-at-hearts come in all shapes, sizes, and mind-numbing educations.

She writes sweet (and sometimes even funny) romances for Samhain Publishing, Avalon Books/Montlake Romance and now Entangled Publishing. She won third place in the RWA 2006 NYC’s Kathryn Hayes Love and Laughter Contest with her first book, THE ROLE OF A LIFETIME. Recently, her novel SUNNY DAYS FOR SAM won the 2013 Golden Quill Published Authors Contest for Best Traditional Romance.

Lately she’s been on a serious exercise kick. But don’t hold that against her.

 

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Last Thing I Wrote…

Definitely not going to get 50,000 words written this November. Unless I can manage to write 15,000 words today and 15,000 tomorrow. Don’t see that happening, so I guess…

Kim’s Redemption, the last (maybe) book in my Winter Creek series with Beachwalk Press, will not be finished by December 1. So far I’ve only got 20,22o words and I just started the fourth chapter. (Long chapters.)

Here’s the last paragraph I wrote–

Wil offered him a room in his home in White Sky for the winter, yet he liked staying in the town. So far it hadn’t gotten too cold or uncomfortable for him. He might change his mind if the weather got worse. Jack was too old to live with a roommate, to set in his ways. Wil was his friend. If the two of them had to live together, that would definitely not be good for their friendship. The younger guy was a fine man, but he did get a bit…uptight at things.

The hero and heroine are Jack, the oldest of WCHA’s town board members, and Kim, Jen’s sister. I was going to write Bri’s and Wil’s story (need to give him a nickname), but I’m solving the mystery of how Grandpa Adam and Aunt Grace, the saloon’s ghost, meant their end. I need to have someone who can see ghost, and that’s Kim. I see the ending so clearly.

I also see a few strong scenes that belong in the middle of the book. I think I’m going to do something different and write them out of sequence.  All the books I’ve finished were written one event after another, yet I need to change it up. I have at least five unfinished books on my hard drive, one of them only needs one and half or two chapters left to write.

Oh, well!

Just because I want to, here’s the first paragraph of Chapter One of Kim’s Redemption. First draft and still need to do a lot of research in the other three books. That’s why I have NAME OF ASSISTANT LIVING in the paragraph. I can’t remember the name of the place Kim’s grandfather is living now.

Hey, it is a first draft.

She wanted to be anywhere but here. As soon as Kimberley Ferguson walked out of the main building of the NAME OF ASSISTANT LIVING toward the line of apartments behind it, she sensed coming here today might be a mistake. Would her grandfather even remember her? Would he want to see her if he did? Forcing a breath into her empty lungs, she stopped near a bench and wrapped her unbuttoned coat around her. You need to leave, Kim, before Jen or Ed show up—or Dad. Her visiting would only confuse grandfather. He wasn’t well now.

#amwriting

 

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On the Way to being Published–

oneandsame_w2526_300Found this old post from a long, long time ago, before I was first published. Thought I’d share it again.

Just noticed it’s from June 18, 2008

Starting now

The contract was signed by Rhonda and sent back to me.

The edits were done, then the final edits.

Now I’m waiting for the Galleys.

It’s not a dream.

One and the Same will be released by The Wild Rose Press–still. Get it here from Amazon– http://amzn.to/19RzSLT

The way my life has been going the last two or three months left me thinking wild stuff.  Hell, we lost our job at Beech Bend, then we got laid off from a second job at the Bowling Green KOA three weeks later.  Until yesterday, we had no job at all.  Now we’re working at Happy Holiday RV Park and Campground, but we’re probably not going to make enough money.

But at least we have a home.

This is a beautiful place–in the Smokies Mountains, on the Cherokee Indian Reservation in North Carolina.  We look out our RV windows and there’s stunning vistas all around us.  Peaceful and quiet, nice people and great environment, I already like this place better than the KOA.

It also has something else–a Bluegrass Festival.

Seems this campground is the setting for the annual North Carolina State Bluegrass Festival.  Two of them.  One’s happening this weekend (June 19-21) the second one is in August.  And because we work here, we get to listen to the bands for free.

I can live with that.Dressmaker's Dilemma

As for my writing–

Ethan is still holding Maddie up in the air.  Check out this entry.  I think I’m going to put this manuscript on hold for a while and redo a finished one set in Alaska.  It’s been critiqued and revised by a critique group I used to be a part of, but I need to add an external plot.  It’s a sexier book, more in the lines of a Silhouette Desire.  I’m hoping to send this one to my editor in a few months.  My critiques partners may be seeing the first chapter soon–hopefully.

Interrupting here–

Second book in my Winter Creek series from Beachwalk Press. Here’s a link to them all from my website.

http://www.theresastillwagon.com/winter-creek-montana-series.html

Oops, I just went back and read the old highlighted post and it wasn’t part of The Dressmaker’s Dilemma. It’s another book I still haven’t finished, for another series I started in 2008.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t still go and check out the Winter Creek series. I’m writing the last story in it now, Kim’s Redemption.

And I thought beginnings were hard for me.

And back to the past post.

But first I’ve got to do a few critiques.

I’ll keep you posted.

Winning the Bet

Here’s a little taste of Winning the Bet. It a re-release from Beachwalk Press. After the winningthebet_mediumexcerpt, I’ve listed a few buy links.

Enjoy!

 

“What the hell is he doing here?”

“Don’t be angry, Maggie.”

She twisted toward Phillip. “I didn’t want to take your stupid bet, so you decided to change it.”

“There’s no new bet, girl.”

She didn’t believe him. “Then what is Jack doing here?”

Phillip shrugged. “Karen invited him.”

“Don’t act like you don’t know what’s going on.” Maggie swallowed down the unexpected hint of anticipation butterflying in her stomach. “If I wanted to go out with him, I would have asked him myself.”

He looked startled. “Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

Phillip wiggled his brows and leaned toward her. “Then why didn’t you?”

“Because I didn’t want to.” So what if it was a lie? How would her friend ever figure that out? “I don’t want to go out with anyone. I’m happy with the way things are with me now.”

He shook his head. “How can you be happy when you go to bed every night alone?”

Maggie didn’t want to talk about loneliness. She didn’t want to face the emptiness settling deep inside. When had she started feeling this way again? When had she started feeling as lonely as she used to while married to her unfaithful asshole of a husband?

“…likes you.”

Maggie jerked from her internal questions and stared at her friend. “I’m not interested.”

“Weren’t you even listening?” Phillip squeezed her arm gently and pulled her toward the dining area. “That gorgeous man has noticed you standing here, so it’s too late for you to leave.”

“I wouldn’t bet on that one, Phillip.”

Yet Maggie allowed him to half-drag, half-walk her toward the now standing Jack Reynolds, mega-watt grin beaming from him like a welcoming beacon from an old lighthouse.

“About time you decided to come to the table,” Karen said. “Jack here was ready to pounce if you turned and ran.”

Maggie glared at her. “I thought that was why Phillip was waiting for me by the door—to keep that from happening.”

“Look at it this way,” Karen stated in an even tone, “now you won’t feel like an unwanted wheel.”

“I never did.”

“Our dear friend is in major denial.” Phillip sank into the booth beside his larger, quieter mate. “Scoot over, honey, so Maggie can sit down.”

She didn’t want to sit, but she couldn’t see any way out of it. Jack settled into the booth beside Karen, directly across the table from Maggie. His gaze never wandered from her, his smile dimming only a few degrees.

“I’m starving,” Wayne announced. “Guess we should all go and get some food now.”

Maggie popped out of the booth at the same instant Jack did, bumping into him as she raced around the last table in the row. He followed her close behind, a bit too close.

“I love this place.”

She ignored his attempt at conversation as she reached for a plate at the end of the metal buffet. His fingers brushed against hers at the same moment, his hard body pressed tight to her side. She couldn’t move away without bumping into the woman standing in front of her.

“You must like it too,” Jack whispered. “Karen said the five of you always come here on Fridays.”

She wanted so much to move away from him, but instead, she leaned in closer before her brain could stop her. The crisp, clean scent flowing off his body surrounded her in a warm embrace, touching something deep inside her.

“Not hungry, Maggie?”

She glanced at him and fought down anticipation rushing hot and fast through her body. If this were a real date, the feeling would be all right. But it wasn’t a date, so wanting this man was all wrong. Yet she couldn’t help the feeling.

Phillip was right. She was in major denial, had been since the first time she’d seen Jack in the parking lot of her apartment complex a few months ago.

 

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The Christmas Cookie Shop by Ginny Baird

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by Ginny Baird

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Come home this Christmas to…

CHRISTMAS TOWN, TENNESSEE

Where everyday dreams come true!

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Ginny Baird brings you the start of a brand new holiday series…

THE CHRISTMAS COOKIE SHOP

(Christmas Town, Book 1)

Hannah Winchester is down on her luck and disillusioned with love, but her fortunes are about to change. When Hannah inherits a defunct bakery in East Tennessee, her first thought is to sell it and settle her substantial debt. Then the townsfolk welcome her warmly and she’s taken with the joyful spirit of the place, where stores employ holiday themes and residents have surnames like Christmas and Claus. After a handsome lawman comes to her aid dressed as Santa, Hannah learns he’s more than a hot guy in a red suit and shiny black boots. Sheriff Carter Livingston has joined in the cause of rejuvenating the town, and he’s encouraging her to do her part. Hannah’s great-grandmother, Lena, sold special holiday cookies that brought hope and renewal to the people of Christmas Town. Yet Hannah has plans elsewhere and isn’t looking to stay. Can she possibly reopen the shop known for kindling romance—without sacrificing her heart?

Excerpt Four:

Hannah’s heart beat faster, and that gargantuan butterfly resurfaced from out of nowhere, fluttering its enormous wings. “Great!” she said, and her lips trembled. Oh no, not the trembling lips! It started earlier with those blasted butterflies. Now, my lips are quaking, just imagining the feel of his mouth on mine, sweet waves of heat crashing over me as he holds me in his arms… The next things to go would be her knees. And Hannah knew exactly what would give way after those: her heart! Full stop.

Hannah was glad Carter had returned to the kitchen before she’d broken out in a rapid blush. Forget about my forehead! This ice is needed elsewhere! She began by pressing the ice pack to the sides of her neck, then her cheeks and her collarbone, right above the V of her powder-blue pullover sweater, the frosty surface instantly cooling her scorching skin.

She wore a crisp white blouse underneath her sweater and had faded stretch jeans tucked into her favorite pair of lace-up boots. She’d gotten them at the thrift store but they were made of real leather. All broken in and comfortable too. Hannah supposed they were meant for hiking, but they served her well enough for everyday wear, and were especially good in the snow. She was admiring them when she felt a dribble of icy water run down her cleavage. No, that was two dribbles. Three! An entire stream! Hannah lifted the ice bag in horror to see it had been leaking, leaving a large wet spot on each of her breasts!

“Supper’s read—” Carter stopped halfway to the couch to stare at her. “Problem?”

Hannah’s chin jerked up and she slapped her arms across her chest. “I… er…”

“You seem to have sprung a leak.” He squinted in incredulity. “Or…two?”

“Not me!” she answered hurriedly, as Jingles scampered across her legs and Belle curled into her lap. “The ice bag! It’s, uh…dripping!”

“Right.” Carter quickly set the tray containing stew, pears, wine, cheese, and biscuits on the coffee table and lifted the ice pack from the soggy seat cushion. He tested the fit of its cap. “Looks like the seal came loose. I’ll go grab a towel.”

“And I’ll just run and…change!” Hannah yelped, the instant he’d left the room. Then she scooted the kittens aside and dashed up the steps, positively mortified.

Copyright © 2016 Ginny Baird

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mediakit_authorphoto_thechristmascookieshopAUTHOR Bio and Links:

Romance writer Ginny Baird has published novels in print and online and received screenplay options from Hollywood for her family and romantic comedy scripts. Whether writing lighthearted romantic comedy or spine-tingling romantic suspense, she delights in delivering heartwarming stories.

She is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, a Top 10 Best Seller on Kindle, NOOK and iBooks, and a #1 Best Seller in several Romance and Women’s Fiction categories. When she’s not writing, Ginny enjoys cooking, biking and spending time with her family in Virginia. Ginny loves hearing from her readers! She invites you to visit her website and connect with her on social media. http://www.ginnybairdromance.com/

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Yes, I have a new cover

Nwinningthebet_mediumow Maggie has something else to worry about—her heart.

Maggie and Jack were introduced to the kinkier side of sex by partners with the wrong idea about the lifestyle. They are now careful and leery around others, and for good reason. Jack is afraid he will hurt the women he dates, and Maggie is just afraid.

The two live in the same apartment complex, and they’re very aware of each other, but that’s as far as things have gone. Neither one of them knows how to get past the mental block. Then one day Jack shows up at the VA clinic where Maggie works, and their lives begin to change due to the interfering actions of her coworkers and a stupid bet.

When Jack suddenly shows up at their usual Friday night dinner out, Maggie ends up spending the night with him. It’s a passionate, sexy encounter, and they both begin to hope that they might be able to get past their previous experiences. But things are still not well. The two may have given each other their bodies, but now they have to decide if they can give their hearts. And the trust required to do that doesn’t come easily.

Content Warning: contains strong language, sexual content, and light BDSM

Note: This book has been previously published.

Night Magic-Kathleen Ann Gallagher

A little love for a fellow Beachwalk Press author here

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Krista Winter is in need of legal counsel. Several years ago she was forced to flee her life as a teacher in New Jersey after being shunned for practicing witchcraft, and her past is about to catch up with her.

Jon Bartolo is a dedicated attorney. His days are spent helping his clients with their struggles, and his nights are spent in agony, lost in a world between life and death. His mother, who died three years ago, lurks in his house, suffering from a curse for eternity, without a final resting place.

A smoldering fire ignites between Jon and Krista almost immediately, however, he’s sure his secret would frighten any woman away. An afternoon escape brings them closer, but doubts linger between the love-struck couple.

Burning questions about how to fuse their futures together with so much of their past still clouding the future becomes a heavy burden that they’re both trying to bear on their own. It will take a touch of magic if there’s any hope in sight.

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Excerpt One:

She smiled, wishing she wasn’t so nervous. Before she realized what was happening, he stood and headed toward her. Was Jon about to make a move? If so, she wasn’t resisting. He planted himself in front of her and took hold of her hands to help her stand. With a smooth sway of his hips, he slowly slipped his hand around her back. Tunnel vision altered all perception of reality, and she closed her eyes as he gently pulled her up against his chest. Jon’s touch aroused her mercilessly. There wasn’t time to react. Her panties moistened and her nipples tingled. The tiny stubble on his face gave her skin a slight burn, and it unleashed her wild spirit. She dug her fingers into his back. A sense of belonging came as a surprise. Jon cradled her in his arms, and she surrendered to his advances. His passionate touch filled her spirit with longing. It didn’t matter if they were strangers. When their lips touched, it felt right. A quiet echo and a brightness filled the room as if the goddess of love hovered over and shined light upon them. The connection was solid, and it practically knocked her off her feet. Steadying herself, Krista stared into his eyes with her heart racing. As Jon moved in again and plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, he caressed her back, and she surrendered mercifully to his touch. Each passion-filled kiss felt as if he was a long lost lover who had reappeared and claimed her heart’s desire. There was no telling what might happen next.

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MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_NightMagicAbout the author:

Kathleen writes contemporary and paranormal romance in her home in New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and their two fur babies, Luc and Chaz. She spent years working as a registered nurse in an emergency room. She is also active in Community Theater. She has three children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat and sipping on an iced tea as she plots her next romance novel.

You can find Kathleen at the following places:

Website: http://www.kathleenanngallagher.weebly.com

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