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Blurb  –

Susan York faces the biggest decision of her life. “A baby or college?”

Unmarried and confused, Susan is not looking for a
guy. She only wants to get through her classes without getting sick.

Colt
Lefevour needs help with his English Lit homework until he discovers Susan is
pregnant. Hurt from his ex-girlfriend aborting his baby, he wants to be the
father of Susan’s baby, but can he convince her to let him help.

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Pregnant shopkeeper Jillian Wilson prepares for single parenthood until high-risk security specialist Derrick Harris, the baby’s father, is caught in an explosion that changes everything.


Confused, Derrick returns to the States with amnesia. Jillian believes she has it all a husband, a baby, a perfect life, to bad that her dreams hang on Derrick’s faulty memory and a lie.

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Meet Me in the Mating Arena

With rock-hard fortitude, Marohka Taunton battles to maintain her position as top mineralogist and refuses to see why she should marry even if the law requires she take a mate. Fighting her attraction for Stihl Fermesium, she struggles to save her father’s company.

Stihl, determined to win her as his mate, is faced with the commission deal of a lifetime and needs the money to save his family land. He wrestles with her emotional resistance and discovers someone other than Marohka is unhappy about their union. In fact, they want to separate them in the most basic of ways, death.

 Excerpt -

Palms sweaty—heart steady—battle ready—Marohka reviewed her strategy for the fight. A crowd sat watching her from the observation deck. One of the elders read the rules over the loud speaker. “The person who pins his or her opponent for ten itons . . .”
Her gaze darted to the man standing in the middle of the mating arena. Orange padded walls framed Stihl’s body. Sizewise, he stood over four leg-lengths’ tall, giving him a half of leg advantage. Weightwise, he out matched her by at least a hundred pounds. Yet, neither his size nor his weight worried her. She’d beaten bigger men before at the gym where she worked out.
Bigger, but soft, she amended.
Under his  skintight workout suit, she recognized a strong athletic man who worked out regularly. Her stomach churned at his muscle mass. The odds of her winning against a seasoned opponent ground to zero.
A blinding  force of reality struck her—she could lose.
Unwilling to  accept the possibility, she struggled with a way to win. She had two options, trick him with a fast maneuver or draw blood. Per the rules, any blood spilled disqualified him. Then, if she were lucky, the match over, and she’d be free forever.
She smiled at  the reassuring thought. A strangely sweet odor hit her senses. With a quick  glance at her target, she caught sight of his mischievous grin. A dimple flashed from the corner of his mouth.
Recognition  dawned. Her opponent, none other than the guy by the staircase last night, winked at her. A fleeting notion sped through her head. Does she really want to win?
“Marohka Taunton  meet your future mate, Stihl Fermesium,” the formal voice rang from the speakers.
With a nod of  greeting, Marohka placed herself under tight control. Every muscle on alert, she waited for the contest to begin. She clenched her teeth to hide the spark of fear vibrating through her nervous system.
“Now after being introduced and read the rules, let’s see a fair fight.”
“Looks like you  were wrong. It’s not over.” Stihl grinned.
She shifted into her fighting stance. Knees bent, one  foot a step behind the other. She pictured ways to defeat him. “It soon will
be.”


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When A Widow is Tempted #excerpt from Youthful Temptations

Blurb for Youthful
Temptations
 
A widow with two grown children, Linda Clayton is ready to let loose and have some fun. Jilted at a
party, she met a younger man, Vaughn Reagan.  He tempts with an active imagination and allures her into his life by tempting her with seductive games.
 
Vaughn thrilled to find a woman who doesn’t want children.  He offers Linda a job so he can spend his days with her.  Now, if he could only convince her to forget their age difference and enjoy the nights in his arm.
 
 
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Temptations is about a couple finding love and overcoming stereotypes. We see
that we all have baggage, it’s a part of us, and those that love us don’t mind
the load we carry. Awesome story, I really enjoyed Youthful Temptations.”
 
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Excerpt -
With each squishy step across the damp grass, she lambasted herself for being a fool. What possible reason could she have for leaving a crowded party to follow a complete stranger to his house?
Was she nuts?
No.
But she couldn’t force herself to reenter the party and face Philip either. She lacked the strength to demand he drive her home, due to his apparent disgust and the possibility of another scene.
On the other hand, a nerd she could handle. After all, Josh proved young guys today cared more about their computers than girls.
“They’re less fickle,” he’d said.
And Vaughn appeared young enough in his faded cotton jeans and light knit sweater to love his computer. A slim man with dark, curly hair and round granny glasses, he reminded her of her son.
She couldn’t believe he’d be interested in her other than to help her out of a bad situation. But a little voice in her head reminded her that’s how Philip had developed into a problem. She’d underestimated the man.
“If you don’t mind, we’ll go in through the garage.” The warm bass sound of his voice caressed her senses like the smooth whiskey she’d drank earlier to calm her frazzled nerves. He flipped up the lid of a small box located by the double garage door and entered a code
into the keypad. The door lifted. A shiny new truck gleamed in the glow of the overhead light. The alluring scent of oil, gas, and a hint of new rubber infused her nasal passages.
Inspiration struck.
“Is this your truck?” Linda rushed forward and ran a long caress over the cold rim of the tailgate.
“Yes.” He took a few steps along the driver’s side on his way to the back door.
Linda’s spirit lifted at the chance of finding a way home. “Then you can drive me home.”
He stopped and turned. “What?”
“Well, the only reason I came over
here to your house is because I don’t have a ride home. Philip drove me here, and I can’t ask him to carry me back. My son is at the library with his phone off. So . . .”—she tried to judge his reaction to her request—“if you wouldn’t mind.”
“And what if I do mind?” His face appeared calm. No frown marred his lips, but the slight shift in his stance alerted her to his displeasure at the idea.
She paused a moment to determine how exactly to answer his question so he’d agree with her plan. “Well, I could
offer to pay you.”
He frowned.
“And if you still won’t concede, then I guess I’ll have to wait until my son returns from the library.” Her hands tightened against the cold metal. The unbending surface reminded her of the precarious situation. “He never remembers to recharge his phone, or he’d
already be on his way.”
A smile lit Vaughn’s face. He paced back to where she stood by the bumper of the king-size truck. “I’ll tell you what, if your son isn’t back in an hour, I’ll drive you home. But first, I’d like a chance to get to know you better.” He held out his hand. “Deal?”
The spark in his gray eyes caught her attention. What harm could an hour make? Josh would probably take at least fifteen or twenty minutes to drive over here even after she contacted him anyway.
“Deal.” She laid her hand in Vaughn’s.
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Tina Gayle’s “Mating Rituals” – Rules of The Ball

“All right, ladies, please line up for the final event of the evening–The Ladies Parade,” a voice boomed from the speakers. “Give your partner a smile and a curtsy, and then ascend the stairs to the stage area.”
“Right,” Marohka reasoned, “like I need any man.”
Harold, the father presenter, liked to follow the old habit of bowing to one’s partner. The custom to him added romance and grandeur to the evening. She could’ve told him differently, but with him being an old stick from a bygone era and a hopeless romantic, he wouldn’t have listened.
“Now, gentlemen, here are the rules. Although, you might know them, I’ll restate them again so no problems will occur because you forgot what you’re supposed to do.” Harold paused a moment and scanned the crowd. “So listen carefully.”
Marohka and the other girls started up both sides of the twin staircases. Harold stood at the top of the landing, dressed in his usual green plaid suit. His cheeks colored with his excitement.
“Each one of these lovely ladies will be carrying a small placard with a number printed on it.” Harold showed them a sample card. “The number is not how many mates she desires.” The crowd broke into the expected laughter. Harold grinned.
She wished her sign displayed a zero. Even one man was more than she needed. All evening, she’d avoided them. If a man approached, she offered him a rude comment and walked away to prove her lack of interest in catching a mate.
“If you’re attracted to a certain lady and want to meet her in the mating arena, take note of her number. If you write down the wrong number, you’ll be matched with a different girl, which would result in an unwelcome surprise.” Harold released a small cough of humor.
“You can choose three women. In the end, however, you’ll only be mated with one.”
A good-natured roar of disappointment exploded from the men in the hall. Marohka rolled her eyes at the typical male response.
Harold sighed. “Sorry, boys, that’s the rule. The Council of Elders will determine which girl on your list will become your mate. Then it’s up to you to pass the next challenges. The first duel is at three sharp in the battling arena. Be sure to check the schedule. If you miss your fight time, you’ll be out of the running and will have to wait until next year.”
Turning to the girls standing beside him, Harold added. “Ladies, don’t worry. An escort will be sent to your room to make sure you arrive on time.”
As the oldest unmated girl, Marohka stood at the front of the line. Her future suspended on the edge of success. She’d led the other girls down the red carpet, along the edge of the dance floor, through the ballroom, and then back up the twin staircase on the other side of the room many times. She drew in a deep breath, preparing for her final steps to freedom.
Harold glanced at her and nodded. “At the top of the list from the Taunton family is our special princess, Marohka. A smart girl, she’ll offer any man a stimulating adventure, where life will never be boring. She works hard and . . .”
Stepping forward, she cut off Harold’s words by moving off the stage and out of the spotlight. She detested the Royal Presenter selling her to these men. With her job of finding qualtrilium and keeping her father’s company afloat, she had all the challenges she needed in life.
Lustralia’s law might require Royal girls to be present at the charade. But with this being her final year of mandatory attendance, victory stood in sight. All she had to do was navigate the man-infested waters between here and the staircase on the other side of the room. Freedom waited.
She reached the bottom of the staircase. Her path led her past a legion of men. From tall, dark, and handsome to fair-haired wonders, an array of eligible men lined her route. Dressed in fine, silk coats and tight fitted pants, they represented hundreds of Royal families across the great land. All showed excellent breeding and genteel manners. Any one of them would make a good mate to the girls behind her, but none tempted her to lose her freedom.
Staring straight ahead, she avoided eye contact with every man she passed. Moving along the edge of the dance floor, she wove her way back and forth across the assigned path. Her steps, jerky and clumsy, she hid her natural smooth gait. No man, in his right mind, craved an ungraceful wife. At least, she hoped not.
With the stairs a few steps ahead, she tasted victory and allowed herself a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness.”
A masculine voice in front of her chuckled. “It’s not over yet, princess.”
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Blurb:

With rock-hard fortitude, Marohka Taunton battles to maintain her position as top mineralogist and refuses to see why she should marry even if the law requires she take a mate. Fighting her attraction for Stihl Fermesium, she struggles to save her father’s company.


Stihl, determined to win her as his mate, is faced with the commission deal of a lifetime and needs the money to save his family land. He wrestles with her emotional resistance and discovers someone other than Marohka is unhappy about their union. In fact, they want to separate them in the most basic of ways, death.

Excerpt:

“Cyd, we have a problem,” Stihl said into his ECD. With Marohka in his arms, he dropped into the hard seat of the IPT car.
“What happened? Marohka skipped out on you again?” Cyd answered with a laugh.
“No.” Stihl shook with fear. “I think she’s been poisoned.”
He stroked her hair where she lay on his lap. “Her tongue has several green spots like Dusty’s. Call Harrigun. Get him over there right away with the antidote.”
“Right, how long until you arrive?”
“We’re on our way. We’ll be there in a few itons,” Stihl grumbled, “if this car would travel a little faster.”
“Harrigun will be here by the time you arrive,” Cyd ended.
A cold sweat dripped down Stihl’s back. He debated whether to take her to a medical facility. He didn’t believe they’d be able to diagnose her problem. When his dog, Dusty, got sick, they figured out what happened after he died. Better prepared this time, Stihl felt confident he could arrange the right kind of help.
A warning? Or did someone miss the mark, and he should be the one out cold?
He scanned Marohka, and a strange emotion bloomed inside him and poured through his cells. He wanted to identify the gut-wrenching pain.
Anger.
Yes, but it didn’t explain the ache around his heart. Outside of beating someone senseless in some barroom brawl or fighting with his father, Stihl rarely experienced this type of deep twisting reaction. And he disliked the feeling.
Why would someone wanted to hurt her?
He knotted his hands.
Protective.
Maybe, a part of what he was feeling was that he should’ve shielded her from any type of attack. The fear, which had consumed him when she’d fainted in his arms, still rumbled through his nerves like sharp knives. He’d admit blending with Marohka offered a certain level of excitement. And she might prove to be useful for his new adventure, but any deeper feelings like fear or grief were unrealistic.
A means to an end, a useful partner, a possession, nothing more could exist. Nothing more was feasible. He lacked the time for the love and commitment routine.
The twitch of her hand against his forced him to question his callous thoughts. A beautiful person with feeling and desires he’d only just begun to understand, she’d won his respect. Devoted, she’d fought to protect her family and also to maintain her career.
As his responsibility, he sought to secure her safety and convince her, their marriage could work. But . . .
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Single again, Linda Clayton is ready to let loose and have some fun. Jilted at a party, she met a younger man, Vaughn Reagan. He has an active imagination and allures her into his life by tempting her with seductive games.


Vaughn is thrilled to find a woman who doesn’t want children. He offers Linda a job so he can spend his days with her. Now, if he could only convince her to forget their age difference and enjoy the nights in his arms.

Excerpt:

“What did you say?” Linda Clayton jolted away from Philip Hodgen. This might be their first date, but if he said what she thought he’d said, this would be their last one too.

“Well . . .” Philip scanned the people clustered around him. Someone from another group at the party let out a loud chuckle. No one’s head turned from the drama unfolding. A hushed sense of anticipation fell over the onlookers. “I’m planning on starting a family in the next year or two.”

“Not with me you’re not.” Linda shook her head in shock, and her hip hit a chrome table. She set down her empty glass. The crisp taste of her mixed drink still tickled her taste buds, but the unpleasantness of the situation turned her stomach.

The serious expression on his face stumped her. Could he be the same flirtatious guy she met a few days ago at the office? The other women at her work warned her. With his dark hair and killer smile, he’d only be interested in some rowdy fun.

Now standing here staring at him, she wondered why she’d gotten involved with him at all. The constant complaining about driving across town to pick her up with the party being located a few blocks from his house should have alerted her to his true character.

After arriving at his neighbor’s house, he hung out with his friends. Half the time he didn’t even bother to introduce her as he paraded her around the room. Now, the overbearing heel thought it was a forgone conclusion of her delivering his baby.

He straightened his shoulders and crossed his arms over his chest. “And why not?”

Linda rested her hands briefly on her hips, but realizing the defensive stance, she dropped them by her side. “I have two grown children and a grandchild. I’m past that stage of life.”

“But you’re still young enough to have more children, aren’t you?” Philip continued his argument like his desires would sway her into changing her mind.

Irked by his arrogance, Linda tightened her hands into fists and glanced at the interested faces in the group. “Yes, but I don’t want to.”

“But you’re already a mother. It’d be a snap for you.”

“Are you joking?” She didn’t know what he considered his job as a father to entail, but said, “Being a parent is hard work.”

A frown marred his face, and his dark gaze shot poisonous spears at her for rebelling against his wishes. She stepped back, amazed at how quickly his sexy attitude could change into one of malice.

“Oh, but I think it’s wonderful Philip wants to be a father.” The busty brunette next to him slid her hands around Philip’s forearm. “So many men today aren’t interested in having children. They just like to party, and then when a new girl comes along, they dump you.”

Philip blinked and turned with a smile to the brunette. He tugged his arm closer to his side and squeezed the girl’s hand against his chest. “Why, thank you, Annette. I’m glad someone appreciates my desire to bear children.”

He shifted his stance, snubbed Linda, and offered the brunette his full attention. “Maybe I asked the wrong girl to the party.”

A high-pitched giggle broke from the busty brunette. She stroked her hands over Philip’s chest, fawning over him with her praise.

“Yes, you did,” Linda whispered. She couldn’t believe the stupidity of the girl or the audacity of the man. He cared nothing about having a loving wife. His ego fed his urge to father a child. Too bad she’d booked him on a Caribbean cruise. With his cold heart, he should’ve tried an arctic adventure with a polar bear. – See more at: http://www.tinagayle.net/ytchapter.html#sthash.UnG8t42d.dpuf

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Excerpt for Summer’s Growth

This book is the first in my Family Tree series.

Spirits, ghosts, love and mayhem…

a ride through the past to find a future

Excerpt:

“I guess I should call the contractor to see how much all this is going to cost, then we can choose which rooms we want to redecorate first.” Mattie considered the difficult task of calling Quincy.

I guess it’s time I face my past.

Tightening her resolve, she pushed away from plate. “Why don’t I call Quincy, the contractor, and find out when he can come over? I also have some other work I need to do. If you don’t mind spending a few hours by yourself, I could get a few things done and then meet up with you later.”

“No worries, I can start selecting the furniture to be moved into storage, or I can work on color schemes.” Amber glanced out the window. “I might even walk around outside. Come to think of it, I haven’t been out of the house all day.”

“Okay, then, if you need me, I’ll be in the study.” Mattie edged away from the table, reluctant to leave.

Giving the girl one last look, Mattie turned and walked through the house to her study. Pictures of Quincy filled her mind. She remembered his sad, puppy-dog, brown eyes, his broad shoulders, and…how he’d paused with regret as he stepped behind the barn.

She sank into her desk chair, recalling the scene, the sounds, the pain of that day so long ago.

“Mattie…” His voice rang through her head, the sad tone revealing his distress.

She’d silenced him by placing her fingers over his lips. “Don’t Quincy. I know what’s on your mind and it’s…okay.”

His eyes softened, yet he still appeared troubled. With tender care, his rough hand circled her slender wrist. He kissed each one of her fingertips and her heart melted again at his caring manner.

She loved him, would always love him, but she couldn’t hurt him. That price, she wouldn’t pay.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Mattie. But I can’t compete. Your aunt needs you more. And well, you’d hate me if I asked you to choose me over her.” Quincy held her hand against his chest, his eyes begging for her understanding. Yet a spark in their depths spoke of another reason.

“It’s not only my aunt, is it?”

His gaze shifted to a space over her left shoulder. “Mattie, I can’t handle the…”

She slid her hand from his grip and placed it on the side of his face. “Don’t worry, Quincy. We each have different paths to follow. Mine is to care for my aunt and Winston Manor. Yours…well—yours is to enjoy your senior year of high school.”

She stroked his smooth shaven cheek one last time, and then with regret, dropped her hand. “We can still be friends.”

He examined her with a long searching look. “I’d like that Mattie.”

Soon after, he’d left with the excuse he had to help his father at a construction site. Mattie remembered accepting the lie, knowing it for what it was. His father didn’t work on Sunday. Quincy just wanted to escape.

Over the years, Mattie hoped she’d been a friend. When he’d gotten married, had a child, and even after his wife died, she’d sent a card or note, sending best wishes or condolences, whichever applied.

However, that beautiful spring day was the last time she’d actually spoken to him. If the house needed any work, she’d let Martin contact Quincy with the request for repairs. When he arrived, she was always gone so he wouldn’t have to deal with her.

With the receiver heavy in her hand, she dialed his number for his father’s company from memory.

After two rings, his voice rang through the phone. “Miller and Sons Construction, this is Quincy.”

The deep masculine voice sent long forgotten desire tingling down her spine. “Yes…ah…Quincy, Mattie Winston here.”

“Yes, Mattie. How are you?”

Gripping the receiver firmly, she fought the image of him whispering in her ear, his lips kissing her hair.

“I’m fine. I was wondering if you could find some time to come by the house.” She rushed on quickly to state her request. “A friend of mine is helping me remodel and we want an estimate on how much the project will cost.”

“What are you thinking about doing?” He sounded distracted, his voice vague.

She covered the mouthpiece, drew in a deep breath, and slowed her impatient words. “We’re thinking about a number of changes; perhaps new windows, new carpet, painting some rooms, and even remodeling the kitchen.” She brushed a piece of imaginary lint from her pants. “But right now we’re only hoping to learn about the cost.”

“Wow, you have big plans.”

Mattie heard paper shuffling in the background and waited for him to finish.

“I should be able to come by tomorrow around two, if that works for you?”

Glad to end the conversation, she quickly agreed. “We’ll be here.”

“Then I’ll see you tomorrow.” He ended with a quiet good-bye.

Mattie didn’t answer, but slowly forced her hand to set down the receiver. Unsteady and shaking, she reminded herself Amber would handle the project and deal with Quincy.

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Tina Gayle’s 3rd Excerpt for Summer’s Growth

This book is the first in my Family Tree series.

Spirits, ghosts, love and mayhem…

a ride through the past to find a future

Excerpt

After taking her shower and changing, Amber left her room to explore the rest of the house. She bypassed the staircase leading to the kitchen and stepped to the bedroom door across the hall.
Quietly so as not to disturb the dust bunnies dancing in the hall, Amber peeked around the door. The darkness inside required a moment for her eyes to adjust. Heavy antiques lined the walls while ornately framed portraits of long-forgotten relatives traced her movements and followed each step she took. Goose bumps formed on her arms.Thick velvet curtains hid the windows and a thin layer of dust marred the beauty of the wood furniture. The room held a treasure trove of unique items but the crowded and cramped style didn’t resemble her room at all. The difference fed her curiosity about the rest of the house.Amber peeked into each room to gain a better feel for the place. Each one proved to be the same. Stuffed with furniture, no light slipped through the heavy velvet curtains draped over the windows.Thoughts of how to improve each room filled her head with alluring ideas. If she inherited the house, she’d redecorate the entire place.When she reached Mattie’s door, she stopped. She wouldn’t enter Mattie’s room and invade her hostess’ personal space unless invited.She turned and strolled to the back staircase. The sound of someone talking drew her attention and she followed the stairs down to the lower lever.Mattie sat at a small kitchen table, mumbling to herself. Near the bottom of the spiral staircase, a heat hit Amber.
She stared at red embers. “Wow, what a great place to have a fireplace! It must make coming downstairs for breakfast on a cold winter morning, a special treat.”

“Yes, it does.” Mattie gestured to an empty cup sitting on the table beside a tall decanter. “Would you like a cup of coffee? I believe there’s still some left.”

“Thanks. That’d be great. I hope I didn’t disturb you.” Amber shifted her chair to enjoy the view of burning logs.

“You didn’t bother me. I’ve been sitting here trying to decide how to explain the job of keeper to you.”

Amber added sugar and stirred her coffee. “So what did you come up with?”

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Summer’s Growth by @AuthorTinaGayle (Excerpt 2)

Family Tree Series

Family spiritual guides who guide the future generations.

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Blurb for Summer’s Growth.

In the spirit-haunted Winston estate in Ohio, rooted in time and occupied by the lingering ghosts of a great family, the torch is about to pass…

Mattie Winston, sober, sensible, and steady, has served as Keeper to the family for decades. Amber Harrison, hovering on the edge of flunking out of college, unsure what she wants out of life, has barely even heard of the Winston estate. The family, however, has decided that it’s time for the changing of the guard. These two exceptional women soon find themselves dealing with violence, murder attempts, and old family mysteries while each finding the love of her life. Two romances and a growing friendship, all twined around a brooding family tragedy, make for an outstanding paranormal mystery offering depth and charm beyond the commonplace. The growing love of Amber and Carter and of Mattie and Quincy offer readers a tender and engaging first novel in a winning new paranormal series.

 

Excerpt

Amber studied her hostess for the first time. She’d been distracted by the house earlier. The tall slender woman of about the same height as herself didn’t appear to be a relative.

In a stark white shirt, straight black skirt and flat black shoes, her appearance resembled the headmistress of a correctional school. Her dark brown hair, pulled back into a tight granny bun, distracted from the lady’s fine features.

Given her dull clothes, old fashion hairstyle, lack of makeup, and total disregard for self-image, the lady appeared not to care much about fashion or the world around her.

Unable to rein in her inquisitive mind about the reason for her visit, Amber blurted out, “I don’t think I know your name.”

The woman blinked in surprise and sank onto the couch.

“I’m sorry. The letter I received didn’t mention anything about you. A man named Jonathan signed it. My dad, I believe, talked to you. But I don’t remember him giving me your name.”

“Yes, I spoke to your father. My name is Mattie Winston. I’m the present keeper of the Winston Estate. It’s my job to show you how to be the new keeper.”

The term puzzled Amber. “Keeper? Keeper of what?”

“Why of the estate!” The woman appeared shocked by the question.

“Keeper of the estate? What does that mean?”

 

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Excerpt 1 – Summer’s Growth by @AuthorTinaGayle

Family Tree Series

Family spiritual guides who guide the future generations.

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Blurb for Summer’s Growth.

In the spirit-haunted Winston estate in Ohio, rooted in time and occupied by the lingering ghosts of a great family, the torch is about to pass…

Mattie Winston, sober, sensible, and steady, has served as Keeper to the family for decades. Amber Harrison, hovering on the edge of flunking out of college, unsure what she wants out of life, has barely even heard of the Winston estate. The family, however, has decided that it’s time for the changing of the guard. These two exceptional women soon find themselves dealing with violence, murder attempts, and old family mysteries while each finding the love of her life. Two romances and a growing friendship, all twined around a brooding family tragedy, make for an outstanding paranormal mystery offering depth and charm beyond the commonplace. The growing love of Amber and Carter and of Mattie and Quincy offer readers a tender and engaging first novel in a winning new paranormal series.

 Excerpt

 

Dressed in an eighteenth century colonial suit and stuck at the perpetual age of thirty, Jonathan resembled George Washington ready to command his troops. His eagle-eye glare nailed her.

A drop of sweat trickled down her back. Apprehension raised goose bumps. She shivered.

“I press earnestly for you to take a seat, Mattie, so we can start.” In a regal colonial voice, Jonathan’s words thundered off the walls.

Mattie walked to the end of the table and sat across from him. Dread threatened like a storm on the horizon. She surveyed both sides of the table. None of the other council members were in attendance.

Mattie wiped her sweaty palms along the length of her thighs. What did he want? Jonathan didn’t usually hold a one-on-one meeting in this setting. Normally, they met in her office upstairs.

The muscles in her stomach jerked.

“In concise statement of the facts as I see them,” Jonathan spoke without preamble. “We have found your replacement, and we need to address the issue of your future.”

Her fears were relieved as to the topic of today’s meeting. She decided to address a number of other issues that should be discussed before her future. “Shouldn’t we wait until Amber Harrison accepts the job?”

“No.”

Startled, Mattie blinked. “Why?”

“Because no matter the outcome, you will still be replaced,” Jonathan declared.

“Yes, but what if Amber doesn’t work out?” For days, she’d speculated on how to approach this subject. “My nephew, Josh Clarkston is a lawyer. He’d make an excellent keeper.”

“No,” Jonathan’s rough voice commanded. “The wisest council will not be misled into offering such an important post to such an unworthy candidate. His character lacks the necessary virtues to accomplish the tasks we require of our keeper.

“As for your sister, Cynthia Clarkston, she never speaks of us without evidence of malice. We find no cause to reward her for her gum and insolence.” The rigid set of Jonathan’s jaw indicated he refuse to budge on the matter. “Like a Redcoat, she only wants what she can get from us. Her son has grown into a bad egg.”

“But…” Her stomach grumbled, mirroring her distress.

“Mattie.” His tone lower, he shook his head. “Many hours have been spent debating the matter. You’ve been a loyal subject since the age of fifteen, and you’ve paid your dues to your family. We hornswoggled you out of your youth. It’s time for you to relinquish control.” An indulging note bled through his words. “No one will ever be good enough to replace you.”

“Yes, but…”

“Trust us child to find a soul who will honor your position. Nothing will remove your fears until you can reclaim your life’s mission and enjoy the rest of your days on earth.”

“But what if Amber doesn’t like it here? She’s a young college student from sunny California. Why would she move to Ohio where it’s cold? Even in the summer, we don’t have beautiful weather. The rain can last for days.”

“There is no dispute,” Jonathan growled. “Amber is a Winston. She longs to live here.”

“But you don’t get it. There’s no guarantee. Josh has lived here all his life. He’ll do a good job.” Mattie wished Jonathan could see her point. Things might not turn out like he’d planned. “Besides Cynthia will be deeply hurt when she finds out everything is under the control of a stranger instead of her son. She won’t understand.”

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Blurb for Summer’s Growth.

In the spirit-haunted Winston estate in Ohio, rooted in time and occupied by the lingering ghosts of a great family, the torch is about to pass…

Mattie Winston, sober, sensible, and steady, has served as Keeper to the family for decades. Amber Harrison, hovering on the edge of flunking out of college, unsure what she wants out of life, has barely even heard of the Winston estate. The family, however, has decided that it’s time for the changing of the guard. These two exceptional women soon find themselves dealing with violence, murder attempts, and old family mysteries while each finding the love of her life. Two romances and a growing friendship, all twined around a brooding family tragedy, make for an outstanding paranormal mystery offering depth and charm beyond the commonplace. The growing love of Amber and Carter and of Mattie and Quincy offer readers a tender and engaging first novel in a winning new paranormal series.

 

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Fallen Leaves Blurb –

 

As autumn comes to the Winston estate in Ohio, Amber Harrison learns further lessons in her new position as keeper for the spirits and ghosts who haunt the estate–and further lessons in love, too. She and her love, Carter Miller, grapple with the fears and passions of new love, while caught up in the storm of ancient family drama.

 

This is the second book in the unfolding saga of the psychics and talents associated with the Winston estate, a sheltered place where past, present, and future are woven into a single dramatic tapestry of love and desire. The tale spans multiple generations, multiple eras, and offers something special for all ages of reader. A sexy, erotic winner, with an assortment of couples to appeal to most tastes.

 

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