Fantastic Friday

Mercy’s Rescue, by Debra Holt

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Fighting for his life after an ambush, Sheriff Josh Wellman awakes to find himself looking into the eyes of a real-life angel of mercy. Despite his groggy condition, he knows his life has changed the instant their hands touch.

Devastating heartbreak has left Mercy Smith’s faith in tatters, her heart guarded against more loss. Her dedication to the air evac trauma team she leads has insulated her from the realities of the earth below, so now Josh faces the biggest challenge of his life.

Can he find a way around the walls that fortify her heart and convince this angel to stay on the ground with him? Can Mercy open herself to life again and find a way to restore her faith in God … as well as love?

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A Short Excerpt

There were ample hands ready to do just that. Less than five minutes were required to load the patient and get the crew back in their seats before the helicopter took flight again. They had no time to waste, and the race with the invisible, yet ever-ticking, clock had begun.

Mercy began her in-flight assessment, speaking through the mike inside her helmet that linked her with the medical team at the hospital. Onboard technology allowed the doctors to hear her and monitor the patient’s vital readings in order to make the calls on what meds needed to be pushed in-flight. She and Paul worked quickly with long-practiced ease in the tight confines of the jet craft. For the time being, the patient held his own.

Mercy looked again at the readout from the overhead blood pressure machine. Her glance then fell to the face of the patient. She caught a slight flicker of his eyelids as he tried to lift them. On his second attempt, she found herself the focus of the bluest eyes she had ever seen. The thought came briefly that, given another situation, they might be quite mesmerizing, almost like watching the still waters of a serene lake. She hastily pushed the unbidden and whimsical thought to the side and returned to a professionally focused mindset. The oxygen mask kept him from speaking, but his eyes were quite eloquent and anything but calm, holding a mixture of pain, fear, and questions.

“Hang in there.” She tried to reassure him with her practiced, soothing tones. “We’ll have you on the ground at the hospital in just a few minutes. Squeeze my hand if you can understand me.” She placed her hand under his. Very slowly, long fingers moved to grasp hers. “Good job.”

About the Author

MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_MercysRescueBorn 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 owning a wedding planning business (ah, romance!).

Debra’s real pride and joys, however, are her son, an aspiring film actor, and a daughter with aspirations to join the Federal Bureau of Investigation. (more story ideas!) 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 western 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.

The Seymour Agency represents Debra and she is soon to have two contemporary romances published by Spencer Hill/Tulip Romance and Astraea Press. She loves to hear from other aspiring authors or readers via email at debraholtbooks@gmail.com.

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Magnificent Monday

The Truth about Lilly by Christy McKee

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Disgraced…                                                   Lilly Talbot never imagined she would be starting her life over again. Losing her good name for something she didn’t do has driven her to move into an old lake house she inherited in Vermont. Upon arrival, she is shocked. Half the roof is about to slide into Lake Champlain. Even more upsetting, the man who can fix it will only agree if she trades him room and board for his labor. What will the good people of Haley think of her sharing a house with the handsome bachelor?

A man with a past…                                      Connor “Mac” McQueen, once one of the infamous Whiz Kids of Wall Street, spent three years in prison for insider trading. Only one thing sustained him during his time inside, the thought of owning Point Cottage, a home he’d fallen in love with years ago. He plans to turn the house into a stunning showcase for his eco-friendly home construction business.

Secrets and lies…                                                                                                  Now someone’s trying to drive Lilly from her home. Is it someone from her past? Mac has secrets of his own– that could ruin lives if revealed. But if Lilly and Mac are to have a future together they must first delve into the past for answers and accept some difficult truths about each other. Only then, will they know if true love is in their hearts.

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An Exclusive Excerpt:

Sweet Jesus. Someone was in her house. Lilly froze, thinking if she didn’t move perhaps the intruder wouldn’t notice her. Each breath she took came in a short, painful pant, struggling to squeeze past the ice cold fear lodged in her throat. Beneath her pink knit hat, her scalp tingled with rising panic. She scanned the wall of French doors opening onto the wide screened back porch overlooking the glistening lake. The closest exit to the backyard was through the porch door, a good twenty feet away. Her cell phone was behind her, in her tote on the floor next to the recliner. Should she bolt for her car or make a dive for her phone to call the police? She jammed her hand into her right pocket…no keys. Almost like a battle of good versus evil, fear and logic warred inside her.

This house was her last stand and nobody had the right to be here but her. She closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath, drawing on her dwindling store of courage. Pulse pounding, she silently chanted, “Oh God, oh God,” and forced herself to turn around to confront the intruder. A giant of a man, brandishing a baseball bat, stood in her kitchen, buck naked, squinting fiercely. Her gut reaction was to scream, so she did. “Get out of my house!”

She made a dash for her tote, frantically digging for her cell. “Stay right where you are, buster. I’m calling the police.” Her heart thudded so loudly she doubted she would be able to hear them when they answered her call.

With an irritated look that clearly indicated he didn’t consider the police a threat, the man tossed his bat onto the avocado green Formica island and picked up the red landline. His  cool blue eyes flashed. “Sheriff’s a friend of mine.”

He put the phone to his ear. “Morning, Lucas. It’s Mac. I’ve got a lady out here at Point Cottage who seems to be lost.” His gaze swept over her. “She needs a place to stay. Think they’ve got a spot open at the woman’s shelter?”

What? Did this intruder think she was homeless? She straightened and pushed her shoulders back in a show of righteous indignation, but when she tried to fold her arms across her chest, her bulky sweaters, two UGA sweatshirts, a trench coat and a full length faux mink coat, made it impossible.

“See you soon.” The man returned the phone to the center of the avocado green island. Lilly thought it looked like a pimento stuck in the center of a humongous green olive. To make sure this arrogant man wasn’t trying to play her, she grabbed the phone and punched redial.

“Haley police department. May I help you?”

Relief washed through her. “Sorry wrong number.” Lilly turned to confront the man in her kitchen. “Mac, is it? I’d be more comfortable if you waited outside, until your friend the sheriff arrives.”

One dark, arrogantly arched brow clearly indicated he wasn’t going anywhere. “You’re dressed for it more than I am.” He gave her the once over. “Why don’t you wait outside?”

Like she would leave this guy alone in her house. That’s not happening. Lilly stalked to the front door. As she stuffed her feet into her mud caked Nikes she’d left by the door last night, she glanced sideways at the man and realized he only looked naked. Standing behind the kitchen island, the lower part of his body had been obscured. Now she could see he wore snug fitting blue jeans, impudently unbuttoned at the top. Relief pulsed through her. Half clothed was just like a glass half full.

She noticed a man’s leather jacket on the hall tree, grabbed it and tossed it to him. “After you.” She waited for the hulk to precede her out the door.

He gave her a huff of disdain as he pulled on a pair of work boots and shrugged into the worn bomber jacket. Lilly followed close behind him onto the wide front porch.

She went down the steps and groaned when she saw her ancient station wagon resting in a sea of mud. Last night’s storm made it almost impossible to see anything. She’d missed the driveway altogether and also succeeded in mutilating a row of shrubs planted alongside the house.

Mac frowned at the damage and shook his head in disgust, which set her off. “Don’t know what you’re so bent out of shape about. They’re my damned bushes not yours.”

“Excuse me?” He glared down at her, a generous swath of his naked chest and powerful middle exposed beneath his unzipped jacket.

She opened her mouth to let him have it with both barrels only to be drowned out by the toot tooting of an insistent car horn. The blaring nuisance came from a candy apple red VW bug bouncing along the rutted circular drive in front of the house. Mac grinned as the car door opened, revealing an elderly elf wearing a blazing purple beret.

“Oh, isn’t this nice,” the blue haired lady chirped as she emerged from the red bug. “You two have met.”

About the Author

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Christy McKee began her career in TV news and eventually found her way into advertising and finally fiction. She believes a good story should be about characters who win your heart, sometimes move you to tears and occasionally make you laugh. As a reader, Christy hopes you’ll be swept into her characters’ lives enjoy getting to know them, experience the challenges they endure and be with them when they come out on the other side.

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Magnificent Monday

December Wedding by Emelle Gamble

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Molly Harper is a movie star whose fans think ‘has it all’. Cruz Morales is Molly’s true love, and he hates the media intrusions into their life.

Molly and Cruz are going to have a baby. And throw a secret wedding for her brother Harry.

What could go wrong?

Read DECEMBER WEDDING, the sequel to DUETS and MOLLY HARPER, and find out if there really is a happy ever after for Molly and Cruz.

 

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EmelleGambleEmelle Gamble Bio : Emelle Gamble became a writer at an early age. As ‘M.L. Gamble,’ she published several romantic suspense novels with Harlequin Intrigue. She is now self-publishing and also working with Soul Mate Publishing  who have released  two romantic women’s fiction novels,  Secret Sister, in July of 2013, and Dating Cary Grant, an April 2014 release.

Always intrigued by the words ‘what if’,  Gamble’s books feature an ordinary woman confronted with an extraordinary situation.  Emelle celebrates the adventurous spirit of readers, and hopes each will enjoy the exciting and surprising journeys her characters take.

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