Friday, April 20, 2018


Tempted by the Viscount
Sofie Darling
Historical Romance

Date: June 27th, 2018

London, April 1825

Lord Jakob Radclyffe left his past behind in the Far East. Or so he thinks
until a ruthless thief surfaces in London, threatening to ruin his
daughter’s reputation. With the clock ticking, Jake needs the
scandalous Lady Olivia Montfort’s connections in the art world to
protect his daughter’s future.

Olivia, too, has a past she’d like to escape. By purchasing her very own
Mayfair townhouse, she’ll be able to start a new life independent
from all men. There’s one problem: she needs a powerful man’s
name to do so. The Viscount St. Alban is the perfect name.

A bargain is struck.

What Olivia doesn’t anticipate is the temptation of the viscount. The
undeniable spark of awareness that races between them undermines her
vow to leave love behind. Soon, she has no choice but to rid her
system of Jake by surrendering to her craving for a single scorching encounter.

But is once enough? Sometimes once only stokes the flame of desire higher
and hotter. And sometimes once is all the heart needs to risk all and
follow a mad passion wherever it may lead.


His feet began a slow prowl forward, steadily erasing the distance between them, inch by deliberate inch. She should feel panicked, or, at least, unsettled, by his purposeful approach. But those feelings refused to take hold. The anxiety and anticipation of seconds ago flared into a single overwhelming sensation: desire, white hot, ravenous.

He drew within a foot of her and stopped. The only sound in the room the jagged in and out of her breath.

So this was what it was to be a wanton? Aching from the nearness of his withheld touch, excruciatingly delicious and exquisitely tortured all at once.

“Why are you here?” she muttered.

“How should I answer that question?” he returned, his voice a low, masculine register that quaked her to her core. His head lowered, lips hovering just above hers for one, two, three rapid heartbeats, his breath a whisper across her lips. “Like this?”

Sofie spent much of her twenties raising two boys and reading every book
she could get her hands on. Once she realized that she was no longer
satisfied with simply reading the books she loved, that she must
write them, too, she decided to finish her degree and embark on a
writing career. Mr. Darling and the boys gave her their wholehearted blessing.

When she’s not writing heroes who make her swoon, she runs a marathon in
a different state every year, visits crumbling medieval castles
whenever she gets a chance, and enjoys a slightly codependent
relationship with her beagle, Bosco.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2018


I'm giving away a $10 Amazon gift card to someone who comments today!

I’m excited to announce that TEXAS RAINBOW, book 2 of the Texas Time Travel Trilogy, is now available at This book was such fun to research because the heroine, Ellie St. Eaves, is a feisty, flirty, flapper who travels from 1921 to 2018. The man who rescues her from the ravine/time portal is Sheriff Bart Knight. What fun to surprise the sheriff who thinks he is a lady’s man. Ellie is an expert at wrapping men around her little finger.  I have to admit this book made me smile.

I planned the release for April 18, which is my dad’s birthday. He always encouraged me to read and to write. His tales of his family’s first years in Texas ignited my interest in Texas history and  nineteenth century history. Sadly, he is no longer living but I’m sure he knows I’ve become a writer.

On May 25, the final of the trilogy, TEXAS STORM will release. Researching it took more time but I am enjoying the book. I hope you will, too.

More Great News! Amazon has put NINE Montana Sky Series Kindle World books on sale for the entire month of April! These books which normally sell for $1.99 are on sale for only $ .99 all month. What a great deal!

Here are the titles on sale, the first four of which are mine (Yay!):

THE RANCHER AND THE SHEPHERDESS, Loving A Rancher book 2, by Caroline Clemmons,

An Irish immigrant woman escapes to Montana and finds more than she dreamed. After growing up on a tiny farm in Ireland, she is unprepared for the vastness of Montana. Can she adapt?

MURDOCH’S BRIDE, Loving A Rancher book 3, by Caroline Clemmons, when a snowstorm derails a train, three women take refuge on the Murdoch Ranch. Come join in the surprises and fun.

SNARE HIS HEART, Loving A Rancher book 5, by Caroline Clemmons,,  

A badly scarred man learns to love again. His three children get a new mother and she finds the family she needed.

CAPTURE HER HEART, Loving A Rancher book 6, by Caroline Clemmons,, 

A betrayed, disillusioned widow refuses to trust any man. Her son and daughter welcome their new father, but she is not so certain. He has to convince her he is an honest man.

AN UNEXPECTED GIFT, The Jones’s of Morgan’s Crossing book 3, by Kit Morgan    

When a widow and her two children are stranded, a young cowboy comes to the rescue.

GIFTS OF LOVE, The Jones’s of Morgan’s Crossing book 4, by Kit Morgan  

When she sees the pain in her brother's hired hand, Luella has to help.

HER GENTLE HEART, Wandering Hearts book 2, by Reina Torres,

When two people who are falling in love are destined to go in two different directions, can anything bring them back together?


Widowed, pregnant, and running for her life, she's rescued on Christmas Eve-

ELOF'S MISSION, Groom With Honor Friends, book 2, by Linda Hubalek.

Widowed after 8 days, mail-order bride and her stepson are now homeless with nowhere to turn.

If you haven’t already purchased each of these nine books, do yourself a favor and snap them up while they’re on sale. At the risk of being immodest, these are all great reads. I admire and respect each of the other authors.

The nine books above are a part of the Montana Sky Series for Kindle World, and are in the world created by Debra Holland. In her latest release, MY GIRL, Lars Aagaard steps in to lend his support when a logging accident kills Felicity Woodbury’s fiancé, the man who is Lars best friend.

Thanks to those of you who buy my books. I love writing but wouldn’t be able to continue publishing without your support and encouragement. Bless each of you!

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Monday, April 16, 2018


To Catch A Thief
by Nan Dixon

GENRE: Contemporary

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What would you do for your family?

When Carolina Castillo’s once vivacious mother becomes ill, she gives up her singing dreams and comes home to Savannah. She’d do anything for her Mamá, even work at Fitzgerald House for the family she should have been part of. She’d even steal.

Carolina’s decisions make perfect sense until she comes up against the immovable rock that is gorgeous FBI agent Sage Cornell. The honorable cop sees the world in black-and-white. He would never understand the difficult choices she’s had to make, the secrets she’s been forced to keep close. And he could never love a woman like her. Or could he?


“I really appreciate you coming to the hospital.” How many times had Carolina said that already?

Sage slid closer. “I want to see you again.”

She could see the kiss coming.

He stopped inches from her face and asked, “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.” Her single word was a whisper.

His lips were gentle. Sweet. Light pressure with a little scrape from his stubble.

“Nice,” he murmured, brushing kisses on her cheeks and eyes.

Her hands rested against his chest. “Really nice.”

Sage leaned in. His tongue licked the seam of her lips, seeking entrance.

She opened and stroked his tongue with hers. He tasted of coffee and mint and something dark and sexy. His chocolate-citrus scent made her want to sip at his lips, kiss his eyelids and nibble on his collarbone. She gripped his shoulders, the muscles hot under her hands.

He tipped her head and buried his fingers in her hair.

She fell hard into their kiss, wanting to explore the firm body beneath her fingers. “Sage.”

He pulled her closer.

Pain slashed her chest as her seat belt locked in place. "Ooh."

They laughed.

He cupped her cheek. “I guess your car is trying to tell us something.”

That she should take him up on his offer to come up to his apartment?

“I can meet you at the hospital in the morning,” Sage suggested. “Maybe we could have breakfast nearby?”

Guilt had her sitting back behind the wheel. While kissing Sage, she’d forgotten about her mother. “I’ll have to see what’s happening.”

“Sure. Sure.” He brushed another kiss on her lips, this one sweet and soft. “Will you let me know when you get home? I don’t want to worry that you didn’t make it.”

Had anyone ever cared if she got home safely? “I’ll call.”


Where did you grow up? Siblings? Locale? Were you considered a “bookworm” or a jock? Married, single? Children?

I was born in Minneapolis, but we moved to Sioux Falls before I went to kindergarten. I grew up in a family of five kids, right in the middle. My mother was British and I thought everyone had teatime until I was in sixth grade.

My family owned a cabin near Brainerd, MN which is lake country in the state. (My sisters and I now own it.)  My paternal grandparents had the cabin next to us and four uncles and one aunt had places on the lake. There were always tons of cousins to play with when we were there. I was both a bookworm and a jock, reflecting both my parents’ interests. Mother was a journalist, poet and playwright, but she could walk on her hands! We were a skiing family, both snow and water and took a yearly trip to Colorado. And we had a trampoline in our backyard, so there were lots of kids at the house. I also played golf and I was captain on the University of Minnesota golf team for three years. (We had a lot of fun!)

Even though I was a finance executive in healthcare and then a pharmaceutical company, I somehow survived having five kids. (1 set of twins.) If you can’t guess, I love the chaos of being around lots of people!

Who are your favorite authors and favorite genres?

I read Romance—all the time. I’ve already started to read the 2018 RITA finalists and I started with HelenKay Dimond a double RITA finalists. My agent also represents her and we end up signing next to each other at RWA book signings.

My auto-buys are Nora Roberts, JR Ward, Kristan Higgins, Jill Shalvis, Pintip Dunn, Amy Patrick, AE Jones, Cat Schield and so many more authors I call my friends.

What’s your favorite way to relax and recharge? Hobbies?

Like I said, I read all the time. But I also knit. I’m making tea cozies right now for a reader’s event. I thought the idea of afternoon tea complete with tea pots, tea and cozies fit my B&B series. I also love to cook and have all the kids over for a meal. And that means prosecco will be poured.

Do you have a favorite quote that sums up how you feel about life?

I have two:
Variety is the spice of life.
And – Moderation in all things. (My mother said these all the time.)

How long have you been writing?

I toyed with a middle grade book almost thirty years but never finished it, or learned anything about the craft of writing. Then maybe twenty years ago I started to write at night after the kids were in bed. Again I knew nothing about craft. Finally, I took classes and joined my local RWA chapter. And then ten years ago the pharmaceutical company I worked for was sold and all my stock options had to be cashed in. I decided to write full-time. BEST DECISION EVER!

Where do you prefer to write? Do you need quiet, music, solitude? PC or laptop?

I have an office in the house. (Used to be a bedroom.) I write on my desk treadmill so I can get my steps in. It is easier in solitude, but I think because I can handle chaos, I can write anywhere. I don’t usually have music playing if I am drafting, unless it is classical music, but when I am revising I have my iPod playing.

Are you a plotter or a panzer?

I used to be a pantser, but now plot using archetypes, GMC, and Save the Cat steps. (See I finally learned craft!)

Do you use real events or persons in your stories or as an inspiration for stories?

Real events are usually an idea generator for me. The book I am working on right now was conceived after I dropped my daughter off at college and was driving home. I was listening to the BBC and they were talking about genetic modifications. I plotted what is now a four-book series from Ohio to Minnesota.

Do you set daily writing goals? Word count? Number of chapters? Do you get a chance to write every day?

Since this is my job, I treat it like a job. When I’m drafting I set word count goals—usually 1500 to 3000 per day. When I am revising, depending on whether it is revising a first draft or revisions from my editor, I know what I have to accomplish to meet my deadlines. There is still a lot of financial executive in me, so I log in and out of a spreadsheet all day long to see where I am spending my time.

What do you hope your writing brings to readers?

A smile, a laugh, a few tears and a sigh when the hero and heroine find their happily-ever-after.

What long-term plans do you have for your career?

I would like to publish three books a year. And it sure would be fun to make a list!

Would you like to tell us what you’re working on now?

I’m working on THE PERFECT CHILDREN a romantic suspense. It’s the book I dreamed up after dropping my daughter off at college. I had drafted book 1 before I sold my debut, but never got back to it. Now that I have finished the FITZGERALD HOUSE series, I’ve returned to it.

Premise is: Three men find out they are almost genetically identical, but they all have different mothers. The secret group now using the genetic modifications does not want the truth behind how the three men were created to be discovered. Trouble ensues!

What advice would you give to unpublished authors?

Learn your craft! I spent years and wrote five books without knowing what I was doing. And read. I remember taking an online class from Mary Buckham and her saying to read books published in the last five years. And read best-sellers. 

Share a fun fact readers wouldn’t know about you.

My sisters and I have been taking long weekend sister trips for over twenty-five years. (Our mother used to come with us.) A trip to sister trip to Savannah is how this series started.

Share something about you that would surprise or shock readers.

Maybe not so shocking, but this book originally had ghost in it. The B and B was going to be haunted. And I believe that after my brother died—he stopped by to say goodbye.

Is your book a series? If so, how long? Family saga, other?

TO CATCH A THIEF is Book 6 of the FITZGERALD HOUSE series. Fitzgerald House is a B and B in the historic district of Savannah run by the three Fitzgerald series. You can read them as stand-alone.

Can you give readers a blurb about your book?

What would you do for your family?

When Carolina Castillo’s once vivacious mother becomes ill, she gives up her singing dreams and comes home to Savannah. She’d do anything for her Mamá, even work at Fitzgerald House for the family she should have been part of. She’d even steal.

Carolina’s decisions make perfect sense until she comes up against the immovable rock that is gorgeous FBI agent Sage Cornell. The honorable cop sees the world in black-and-white. He would never understand the difficult choices she’s had to make, the secrets she’s been forced to keep close. And he could never love a woman like her. Or could he?

How about a PG excerpt from TO CATCH A THIEF:

Sage boosted his butt onto the stool, moaning like he was Gramps after being in the saddle for a day.
Two women worked behind the counter drawing beers. He closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths.
His eyes blinked open. “Carolina?”
The napkin slipped out of her fingers and floated to the floor.
“You got the job.” Did that make him feel better or worse since she hadn’t called?
“First day.” Her deep blue eyes had that stunned look, like a white-tailed deer caught in a four-wheeler’s lights at dusk.
“How’s your mother?” He schooled his voice, hoping she couldn’t catch his disappointment.
Her shoulders moved up and down with her sigh. His eyes dropped to her chest. Even in the modest polo, he didn’t need much imagination to remember how she’d pressed against him as they’d kissed.
So why in blazes hadn’t she called?
“They can’t get her seizures under control.” Her fingers crushed the second napkin she pulled for him. “She’s still in the hospital.”
He caught her hand. “I’m sorry.”
“Thanks.” She stared into his eyes.
The noise of the room slipped away. He wanted to make the pain in her deep blue eyes disappear, too.
She shook her head. “Um, what can I get you?”
“What’s on tap?”
“First day.” She winced. “Lots of Southbound.”
“I’ll have their seasonal.” He could have one beer and make it last through dinner.
“I’ll get that.” But she stayed right in front of him.
He smiled. Maybe she hadn’t been blowing him off. Warmth flooded through him.
“Sage?” she asked.
“I need my hand back.”
Cripes. He let go and the warmth faded like a leaking balloon. He was an idiot. “Sorry.”
Over her shoulder, she quipped, “I didn’t mind.”
 “Like I said, I’m available for dinner or just a shoulder to cry on.” Preferably in bed, but even he wasn’t crass enough to suggest that to her. He wanted to help any way he could. It was the Cornell way.

Where can readers find your books? 


How can readers learn more about you?

Twitter: @nandixonauthor
Instagram: nandixonauthor

Is there anything else you’d like readers to know about you?

I fell in love with prosecco while I was in Venice and there is prosecco in every book. See if you can find them. Cheers!

Author Nan Dixon

Award winning author Nan Dixon spent her formative years as an actress, singer, dancer and competitive golfer. But the need to eat had her studying accounting in college. Unfortunately, being a successful financial executive didn’t feed her passion to perform. When the pharmaceutical company she worked for was purchased, Nan got the chance of a lifetime—the opportunity to pursue a writing career. She’s a five-time Golden Heart® finalist, lives in the Midwest and is active in her local RWA chapter and on the board of a dance company. She has five children, three sons-in-law, two granddaughters, one grandson and one neurotic cat.
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Saturday, April 14, 2018


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Montana Territory, 1867

Graham Patterson, an accomplished veterinarian, is leaving Seattle and heading east to start a new life for himself. Opportunities abound for men who understand how to make the land work for them, rather than work the land. But after he overhears two scoundrels plotting to take advantage of a lonely spinster, his well-laid plans go awry.

Willow Bennet lives just outside the town of Whitcomb Springs with only her beloved dog to keep her company. It’s a predictable life, until late one night when she foils an attack and her dog is wounded as revenge.

Can she trust the mysterious stranger who insists he can help?


Chapter One
Friday, November 1, 1867

GRAHAM HID IN the shadows, his hand resting on his pistol while he considered the rising flames. Normally he’d take a wide path around a stranger’s camp, but the glowing coals promised warmth and the pot the two men had hanging over the fire smelled of beans. Eating nothing for three days made a man consider a lot of things.
Even worse, he was lost.
In Seattle, taking a wrong turn had meant simply backtracking or trying another street. Deep within the wooded and ankle-busting terrain of Montana Territory, it meant he could die.
His stomach growled again, and he took another swig of icy water from his canteen to quiet the rumbling. Graham’s numb fingers fumbled with the metal cap and a clang broke the silence.
The younger man leapt to his feet. “Pa, did you hear something?”
The older man rose and swung a Henry rifle into firing position. “Who’s out there?” he demanded, his voice raspy from years of hard liquor and harder living.
Graham sighed. Unless he wanted to start a fight with strangers, he’d best answer. “No need to get riled up. I’m just passing through.”
“You alone?” shouted the younger man, planting his legs wide while shucking off his coat.
“Yes,” Graham replied, his fingers lowering to test the knot securing his holster to his leg.
They exchanged whispers, then the older man called out, “You cold?”
“Yes.” Graham grimaced. Late fall out here was a lot colder than his brother’s letters had led him to believe. The frigid winds seemed to blow right through his clothes—a blanket-lined coat, flannel shirt, wool pants, long socks, and high boots—and settle deep in his bones. He’d been cold for the past month.
“Better come in then. Keep your hands where we can see them.”


Montana Territory, 1865

Cooper McCord enjoyed a solitary life. When he first showed Daniel and Evelyn Whitcomb the beautiful mountain valley in Montana, he didn’t expect to stay. After the War Between the States began, Cooper remained close and helped build the town, not realizing he was building a home for himself. When an unexpected arrival to Whitcomb Springs makes him question his reclusive life, will Cooper retreat to his wilderness or allow himself to take a chance and risk happiness?

Whitcomb Springs, Montana Territory
May 30, 1865

SHE NEVER imagined dying at the hands—or paws—of a bear. Either she’d end up dead like the poor driver she hired in Bozeman or find a way to escape unscathed. Considering the layers of skirts and petticoats she wore, Abigail wasn’t going to bet on her ability to outrun the great animal.
She remained still in the low branches of a tree. Unable to climb higher unless she removed her skirts, Abigail controlled her breathing so as not to alert the animal. The past few years of her life had been in pursuit of an education. Her work in the war relief had kept her busy for four long years, but she found time in the evening hours to consume knowledge. The more she learned, the more she wanted to know.
Abigail read most of the leather-bound volumes of work in her family’s library, from philosophy to geography to history, and everything in between. Unfortunately, not a single text had explained what to do when confronted by five hundred pounds of bear. Magnificent though the animal was, Abigail didn’t want to become dinner.
Poor Mr. Tuttle had fallen from the wagon and broken his neck when the horses spooked and ran off. She’d been unable to drag him away, let alone pull him up a tree. Even now, she watched as the massive brown bear sniffed around the body. She dispelled a deep breath when she realized it wasn’t going to eat Mr. Tuttle. It looked around instead, smelling the air.
Abigail swore it stared directly at her. Too late, she recalled that bears climb trees. Her first thought had been to escape, and unable to outrun the creature, she went up. She calculated if the bear stood on its back legs, it could reach the low-hanging branches where she hid and knock her from the tree with one swipe. She grabbed the nearest branch above her head and pulled herself up. Abigail ignored the loud rip in her skirt and the sudden gush of cool air that hit her legs and climbed higher. Two more branches put her out of swiping distance.
The grizzly sauntered toward her and stood, staring and studying. She imagined it thinking of all the ways it could rip her apart and savor her like a delicious meal. The stays on her corset would be no match for those great claws, and the teeth . . . Abigail shuddered and reminded herself that most living creatures weren’t vicious by nature.
Abigail knew the animal was aware of her location. It landed back on all fours and approached the base of the tree. The heavy breathing and snorting filled the silence.


Riley Buchanan knew he’d been in the mining camps too long when he mistook the pretty Amy Sutton for a boy. Why she kept her gender disguised puzzled Riley. Curiosity put him on her trail. Destiny placed him in her life. Would Riley become the missing piece to the puzzle that was Amy?


WITH A SATISFYING “clunk,” the can flew up from the fence rail. Amy lowered the carbine and turned to smile at her daughter. “I think we may yet have some venison on the table.”
Rose grinned at her mother and asked, “Do you want me to set them up again?”
“No, I think that’s enough practice. Tomorrow, I’ll head back and see if I can find the deer I wounded. I’ll try find him before some cat or bear tracks him down.”
“Can I come this time?”
Amy looked down into her daughter’s imploring eyes. “Rose, you know the livestock need someone to care for them.”
Rose’s face fell into a sullen pout. “I’m a good shot, too.”
With a finger, Amy lifted her daughter’s chin and waited for Rose to meet her gaze. “I know you are, even better than me. But until we can hire another hand to help us, we are all we have—you and me. Besides, when you are older, I’ll send you out hunting. Agreed?”
Her countenance lifting, Rose nodded. “Agreed.”

Author Bios

MK McClintock is an award-winning author devoted to giving her readers books laced with adventure, romance, and a touch of mystery. Her novels and short stories take you from the rugged mountains of Montana to the Victorian British Isles, all with good helpings of daring exploits and endearing love stories. She enjoys a peaceful life in the Rocky Mountains where she is writing her next book.

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Samantha St. Claire was born in 2016, the alter-ego and pen name of an author of historical fiction born a few decades earlier. She may have found her niche in western historical fiction, served up sweet. Never faint of heart, her signature protagonists face the hazards of the frontier with courage, wit, and a healthy pinch of humor. She divides her time between her homes in Idaho and the Olympic Peninsula.

Follow to read more about the research that has helped develop the characters, towns, and stories of the Sawtooth Range Series.

Christi Corbett had an early love for the written word. As a child she could often be seen leaving the library with a stack of books so tall she used her chin to balance them in her arms.

Over the years she’s put her love of writing to good use; in addition to writing over three hundred television commercials, she earned the position as head writer for a weekly television show. She left her television career when she and her husband found out they were expecting twins, but she couldn’t leave writing altogether.

She’s now an award-winning author, writing stories of brave men and spirited women settling the American west.

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