Friday, September 27, 2019

The Spy Who Kissed Me by Pauline Baird Jones

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This suburbanite is about to meet a dashing spy…


Isabel “Stan” Stanley is stuck in a rut in the DC suburbs. As a wannabe romance writer, she hopes a sexy muse falls into her lap. But she never expected a handsome spy to dive through her sunroof…

Pursued by a hail of bullets, international CIA Agent Kelvin Kapone didn’t have plans to make friend. But when his latest mission puts him in the bewildering burbs, the charming Stan is a surprisingly strong guide. As he discovers a chilling terrorist plot, Kelvin doesn’t want to admit that he may just need the suburbanite’s help…

Despite her best efforts, Stan can’t break free from the dangerous mission. And while being in close quarters with a sexy spy is getting her great material for her novel, it won’t do her much good if they both end up dead…

The Spy Who Kissed Me is a suspenseful comedic romance novel. If you like high-stakes action, laugh-out-loud scenes, and stories where opposites attract, then you’ll love Pauline Baird Jones’ award-winning tale of espionage.

Buy The Spy Who Kissed Me to pucker up for a fun, flirty escape today!

Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Rachel After Midnight by Linda Wisdom

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Sardonic homicide detective Jared Stryker didn’t believe in fairy tales or ghost stories. Only monsters of the human persuasion. Things change when he inherits an old ranch and surrounding land with less than law abiding neighbors – and a haunting link to his past …

Savagely murdered by her cruel husband a black magic curse doomed Rachel Bingham to be trapped within the house for eternity, but when the sexy streetwise cop came into her bleak world and showed her glimpses of the outside world, Rachel yearned to find a way to break the curse and become mortal again.

Jared never wanted to be tied down, yet he found himself captivated by the ghostly beauty. But to be together they had to break the curse that imprisoned her – and escape the deadly danger that threatened to take his life.

Friday, September 13, 2019

Do Wah Diddy Delete: Three Short Stories of Love and Mayhem by Pauline Baird Jones

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When you need a little murder, a little mayhem and maybe a little romance in your life, you need Do Wah Diddy Delete. And there’s a baby. A totally safe baby. But everyone else has a lot of trouble in these three short stories.

Do Wah Diddy Dead

If Miss Weena can put off dying to solve Miss Gracie's murder, then Luci can't play the pregnancy card to get out of playing side-kick. It's not like it will be dangerous. Miss Gracie has been dead for decades…

Do Wah Diddy Die Already

Luci Seymour is out of the murder business and in the mom/wife/B&B business. Until the morning she sees a body in the new freezer. But when she goes to call in her homicide detective husband, she sees the dead guy walk in the front door. Not dead. Not even chilly…

Deleting Dennis

Capri Hinkenlooper thought her name—and Monday mornings—were the worst things in her life, but then her fellow editor and all around slimy guy gets deleted with her letter opener. On the upside, the two homicide detectives investigating the murder are seriously cute…

All three of these short stories were written for anthologies that are now out of print. Technically, of course, they are still out of print, since these are digital, but they are available once more for those who want more Mickey, Luci and her aunts. Deleting Dennis is a stand alone short, written for my daughter who was once an editor in crazy town.

For more mystery, suspense, romance and comedy in Perilous Pauline style, you can look for Do Wah Diddy Die and The Spy Who Kissed Me.

Thursday, September 5, 2019

Read an Excerpt from Apples and Alibis by Gayle Leeson

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That's the last time Amy agrees to do a favor for a stranger...

Down South Cafe owner, Amy Flowers is in over her head. Operating a cafe while hosting the first Farmers' Market in Winter Garden has her swimming in apples. And when an elderly woman calls the cafe, pleading for a delivery for her upcoming party, Amy relents, feeling compelled to help the desperate customer.

But when she arrives, the woman is slumped over her kitchen table, and Amy is catapulted into the middle of a small-town crime. Guilt-ridden for not arriving earlier to save the woman, she sets out to unravel the mystery surrounding her death. Now, between running the cafe and dealing with the chaos of the farmers' market, Amy is squeezing in a murder investigation, a run-in with her boyfriend's mom, and her own mother's quirky life decisions. Life can't get any worse...or can it? This cafe owner needs a break--in the case.

Excerpt:

At the end of the day, I looked around at my weary staff. Anyone would’ve been able to tell we were bone tired. Even sixteen-year-old Oscar, who’d tackled his first day at work with gusto, was stifling a yawn.
“Everyone did a wonderful job today,” I said. “May I count on all of you to be back next Saturday?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Oscar said. “I had fun.”
“I’m glad. Could I ask one more thing of you before you go?”
He nodded.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Luis try to hide a grin. He knew what was coming—it was our usual Saturday routine.
“Would you help me divvy up the desserts in the display case?” I asked. “New employees get to choose first.”
Oscar’s brown eyes danced as he hurried over to the display counter and chose chocolate chip cookies and brownies.
“Anything else?” I asked.
He glanced at Luis for approval. I could see that Luis was shaking his head, so I cleared my throat.
“Just this once,” Luis said.
“May I please have two pieces of the caramel apple pie for my parents?”
“Sorry, you’re going to have to take the whole half pie.” I shrugged. “We don’t do slices at the end of the day on Saturday. Whatever’s left has to go.”
“Thank you, Ms. Flowers.”
“Please call me Amy.”
The boys said their goodbyes and left, Luis with his arm around his brother’s shoulders. I smiled at their retreating backs.
“They’re sweet, aren’t they?” Shelly asked.
“They sure are.” I turned to her. “Shelly, won’t you please take this banana pudding home with you?”
“Honey, if I did, I’d have it eaten by tomorrow morning, and I’d be sick as a dog. Besides, I’ve got my figure to watch. Grandma always did warn me about the middle-age spread.” She waved as she headed for the door.
“Donna?”
Donna was our part-time waitress. “I’d love to take a few slices of that chocolate cake to Bill and the kids.”
I boxed up what was left of the chocolate cake and handed it to Donna. “Anything else?”
She shook her head. “This is more than enough. Thanks, Amy.”
“Thanks for coming in today,” I said.
“Glad to help.”
I turned to Jackie. “It’s just you and me. What are you taking?”
She blew out a breath. “We can’t eat all that. The boys should’ve taken more. I think Oscar was too shy, and Luis was trying to set a good example.”
“Well, I’m taking food out to Ms. Pridemore, so I’ll include the banana pudding with her order free of charge. It’ll be a bonus.”
“What’s up with that? Since when did we start a delivery service?”
“We didn’t.” I shook my head. “I wish she’d have talked with you, and then I wouldn’t be driving out there.”
“You’re darn right you wouldn’t. How’d she rope you into doing it?”
I lifted and dropped my shoulders.
“Let me guess,” Jackie said. “Guilt trip?”
“Pretty much. I could just imagine it being Aunt Bess.”
“Wait a minute…Pridemore…” Jackie raised her eyes to the ceiling as she wracked her brain. “Pridemore…” She brought her eyes down to meet mine and then hurried out to the parking lot.
“What is it?” I hurried behind her.
“I was checking to see if the Ostermanns were still here. If so, they could’ve taken the food to Ms. Pridemore. They live in a mobile home on her property.”
“That’s right. I’d forgotten about that. Their farm is actually her farm, isn’t it?”
Jackie nodded. “I heard they have some kind of lease-to-own deal, or that they get the farm after Ms. Pridemore dies or something. But, yeah, they could’ve taken the food.”
“Maybe she didn’t know about the farmers’ market…or didn’t realize it was in our parking lot. Still, how weird is that? The first time she ever calls us for food—and begs me to deliver it—her tenants are here.”
“Yeah, that sounds fishy to me. Want me to go with you?”
“No. I’m sure it’s all right. She’s probably just old and stubborn,” I said.
“Still, you’ve never met this woman before. And what if she has a big mean dog or something?”
“I told her I would call when I got there. If nothing else, maybe she can come out to meet me.”
“I still don’t like it,” Jackie said.
“Fine. You can come along.”


After we dropped the rest of the desserts off at my house, I drove Jackie to the Pridemore house. Before we got to the property, we saw signs directing people to the corn maze. It reminded me to make this a quick visit so that Jackie and I didn’t get blocked in or caught up in the traffic.
The large, white farmhouse set about a hundred and fifty yards off the road. I couldn’t see a mobile home or the corn maze from Ms. Pridemore’s driveway, so I guessed the woman must have quite a bit of acreage.
I requested my Bluetooth device call Ms. Pridemore as we neared the house. There was no answer.
“Oh, well…I don’t see any dogs around,” I said. “Do you?”
“No. And surely we’re close enough that they’d be running out barking by now.”
“We’ll just go to the front door then.”
After getting no response from Ms. Pridemore at the front door, we decided to go around back. From the back of the house, we could see the corn maze, the apple orchard, the garden, the barn, the mobile home, and other small buildings on the Pridemore property.
I knocked on the back door. Again, no answer.
“Let’s just go,” Jackie said.
“But all this food…” I shook my head and tried the door. It was unlocked and opened easily. “Ms. Pridemore! It’s Amy and Jackie from Down South CafĂ©!”
There was a strong, almost overpowering musty odor in the room. I pushed the door open farther and saw Ms. Pridemore slumped onto the kitchen table, an overturned coffee cup by her left hand.
I thrust the box toward Jackie and hurried into the room. “Ms. Pridemore!” I kept calling her name as I patted her arm and tried to rouse her. I noticed that her fingernails and lips had a bluish tinge. “Jackie, call 9-1-1.”
“Already on it,” Jackie said.
I looked around to try to figure out what had caused Ms. Pridemore to collapse. My head was starting to ache, and given the odor in the house, I thought maybe there was some sort of gas leak. I noticed that the stove was on. There was a Dutch oven on one burner, and it was on low. The pot must’ve contained only water, however, because it had evaporated. That or Ms. Pridemore hadn’t put anything in the pot. I wondered if she suffered from dementia.
I turned the oven off and moved the pot to the kitchen sink. There were no other dishes in the sink, and the room was tidy. I didn’t hear any hissing, and since the stove appeared to be electric instead of gas, I didn’t think that was the problem.
“The paramedics are on their way,” Jackie said.
“I sure hope they hurry.”

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Good Morning, Bellingham by Marina Raydun Review

Title: Good Morning, Bellingham
Author: Marina Raydun
Genre: Women's Fiction
Pages: 292
Release Date: September 9, 2019
Price: $2.99 or FREE for Kindle Unlimited Subscribers
Buy Link - Amazon

Description:

When Peta goes missing, a two-decade old secret threatens to rip at the seams and come out in the open. Relationships are tested as one dysfunctional family comes together in search of their daughter, sister, and wife. What they find instead will change each one of them forever.

Review:

I love books where all the characters are connected, though the connections aren't obvious. It's nice to see the story told from different angles. Good Morning, Bellingham tells the story of the disappearance of Peta from the view of not only her husband, mother, and sister, but also her therapist, her sister's boyfriend, her therapists son, and her therapist's ex-husband. Of course, everyone in town is interested in the disappearance due to Peta's celebrity status as the small town's beloved weather woman. The more you read, the closer you get to discovering how everyone in the story is connected. It was a good read that kept me turning the pages. The author does a great job at creating characters that evoke the desired feelings. There are characters you'll love, those you'll hate, and those that will remain a bit mysterious until the very end. All and all, it's an enjoyable read.

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