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Romance Previews: CALL ME, MAYBE by Ellie Cahill

Romance Previews featuring Call Me, Maybe by Ellie Cahill begins today!

Let's set the stage for today's excerpt:

Clementine has had a busy day at the Chicago airport as she makes her way to California for a family visit. After an embarrassing encounter with a handsome stranger, she and her brother, Honor, frantically boarded their plane. But just as they’re about to take off, her phone starts buzzing…

Step Inside the Book: THE RETURN OF THE REBEL by Jennifer Faye 

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by Jennifer Faye

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Jax and Cleo reunite under the bright lights of Las Vegas. They’ve come a long way from their childhood friendship in Small Town, Wyoming. Jax is a reformed bad boy but trouble still has a way of finding him. Follow their journey in THE RETURN OF THE REBEL.


HERO -  Jax Monroe has transformed himself from rebellious youth into a millionaire hedge fund manager. He’s 6’3” of sexy hotness with close-cropped brown hair and mesmerizing blue-gray eyes.

HEROINE – Cleo Sinclair grew up on a Wyoming ranch but felt restless and went off to an Ivy League college seeking a future far from home. This green eyed beauty with the long, wavy honey blonde locks settled in Las Vegas and worked her way up to casino host.

SETTING – THE RETURN OF THE REBEL takes place in the town that never sleeps, Las Vegas, Nevada. Cleo works in the Glamour Casino & Hotel. With Jax being a high roller, he’s accorded a private bungalow. To reach it they must follow a private pathway lined with palm trees, greenery and a waterfall that is part of the pool area.

Letter to Readers:

Dear Reader:

When the idea for Jax and Cleo's story came to mind, I was enthralled with the idea of using Las Vegas as the setting. I find the history of that city, from the danger to the excitement, so unique. Vegas was full of action and I wanted to bring a hint of that flavor into Jax and Cleo's story.

Cleo is a small town girl searching for something to fulfill her and she thinks she'll find it in this vibrant city. What she doesn't know and must learn is that fulfillment and satisfaction are things that come from within. And sometimes they are the things we've known all along but have forgotten or discarded as not important enough.

Jax is drawn to Vegas as a means of escape, hoping to get lost in a crowd while enjoying the rush of excitement as he tests Lady Luck. What he doesn't count on is running into a blast from the past--his best friend's little sister, who isn't so little anymore. But this unexpected reunion isn't the only hitch in his Vegas getaway.

Cleo and Jax are a great match as they challenge each other to conquer their fears. I hope you'll enjoy their mishaps and adventures on their journey to find their happily ever after.

Happy reading,



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Read Chapter 1 of Taming Max by Theresa Ragan

Read Chapter 1 - an approximately 850 word start to Chapter 1 of some of your favorite authors' new releases. Enjoy!

TAMING MAX by Theresa Ragan

Max Dutton, a starting NFL linebacker for the Los Angeles Condors, is
certain he’s going to die young since his father and grandfather both passed
away at an early age. Believing his life will be cut short, Max lives every
moment to its fullest. For this reason, Max also shies away from forming
close relationships. What would be the point of falling in love and starting
a family only to leave them as his father left him and his sisters?

Nutrition expert, Kari Murphy, used to think Max Dutton was to die for.
She's older and wiser now, but then she’s hired by the NFL franchise to
follow Max around for a couple of weeks and give him healthy-eating advice,
foolproof facts about carbohydrates and tasteful tips on cooking and
shopping smart.

Kari Murphy must work side by side with the guy she spent one spectacular
night with during high school…the guy she pined after for way too long.

Too bad he doesn't remember her.

Read Chapter 1

Los Angeles, CA, Present Day

The moment the door to the examination room clicked shut, Max Dutton pointed a finger at his long-time agent Jason Caldwell. “Dr. Stone is a quack. There’s no way I’m paying some high-strung, skinny dietician to follow me around for the next few weeks.”

“You don’t have a choice,” Jason said. “Not unless you intend to retire from the NFL a few years earlier than planned.”

Max snorted. “A few hours in the hospital and they start threatening dismissal. Give me a break.”

“You were there for two days,” Jason argued. “They just want to make sure you’re living a healthier lifestyle before they sign you. Routine. Nothing personal.”

When it came to the franchise, Max thought, everything was personal.

Max could see the frustration in his agent’s eyes as he spoke.

“Listen, Max. The franchise wants a guy with quick reflexes, good eyesight, a sense of timing, and a responsible attitude toward safety. You’re thirty-three years old. In football terms, that’s retirement age. You’ve got to stop pretending you’re still twenty-two. I know you think you’ve got to squeeze a lot of life into the next few years, but things have to change.”

Unbelievable. No matter how many times he told his coach and his agent that he no longer attempted sky-high-stoppies on his bike or attended wild parties on the weekends, they chose to believe the tabloids. He looked Jason square in the eyes. “I’m tired of letting a bunch of suits tell me how to live my life.”

“Don’t throw it all away just because you might have to have someone following you around and telling you what to eat for a few weeks,” Jason said. “They’re worried about you. Simple as that.”

They both looked toward the door as it opened.

Dr. Stone reentered the room, only this time he had a woman at his side. As Dr. Stone made the introductions, Max kept his gaze on the woman. She wasn’t tall and skinny after all. Nor was she short and fat. She was just right. Her dark, shiny hair was pulled back into a tight knot, revealing a heart-shaped face and creamy, flawless skin. She wore one of those crisp white doctor’s coats over a pair of black slacks and practical shoes that made Max wince. Her eyes, though, matched the lush green hills overlooking Malibu Lake, thus making up for the shoes.

Being a connoisseur of all things female, Max also noticed that the woman wore no jewelry and hardly any makeup. His sisters would have a field day if they could get their hands on her...doing her hair and adding a little color to her cheeks. The thought would have brought a smile to his face if the woman’s eyes hadn’t gone all wide and surprised the moment she looked at him.

“Is something wrong?” Max asked her.

“No,” she said. “It’s just that I-I can’t help you.”

Max looked around the room to see if anyone else heard her.

Jason didn’t say a word. Dr. Stone just stood there and watched the woman turn about and head for the door.

Max should have let her go. Hell, he didn’t even want a nutritionist, but he found himself asking, “Why not?”

With one hand on the doorknob, clearly eager to make her escape, she spared him a glance. “I have another engagement. It completely slipped my mind.” She turned to Dr. Stone. “I’m sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused.”

Max stepped toward her. “You have something against me personally, don’t you?”

She looked him in the eyes. “Of course not. I have no idea what you’re talking about, Mr. Uhm...”

Mr. Uhm? He wasn’t falling for it. The woman had recognized him the moment she walked through that door. Why else would her chin have hit her chest and her eyes popped out of her head? “Max Dutton,” he said, holding out a hand.

She looked at his hand as if it might bite her, then reluctantly dropped her hand from the doorknob and shook his hand. Her fingers felt tense, her expression guarded—not the usual response he got from the ladies.

“Nice to meet you, Max,” she said without sincerity. “I should be going now. If you’d like, I could give you a couple of names of nutritionists who might be able to help you.”

Max waggled a finger at her. “You don’t like athletes. I can see it in your eyes.”

She let out a small feminine laugh that might have been cute under different circumstances. “You caught me, Mr. Dutton. You’re right. It’s pro football players I have a problem with. They’re needy and, you know, sort of full of themselves. It would never work.” The door opened and promptly clicked shut. The woman was gone.

Despite the warning bells going off in his head, Max found himself hurrying out the door after her. Sure, she set his teeth on edge, but he hated the idea of somebody not liking him, especially for no reason. He was charming. Women of all sizes, shapes, and ages fell at his feet on a daily basis. Besides, something wasn’t right. The woman acted as if they had met before. “Hey!” he called out, “I didn’t catch your name.”

 Theresa Ragan


Interview with Susan Mallery featuring Finding Perfect

Read our interview with Susan Mallery featuring FINDING PERFECT!