What happens in a no-strings affair
Sunday, February 16th, 2020

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Their No-Strings Affair

By Charlotte O’Shay


Hero, ex-military: Jake Ricco, Petty Officer, First Class, Navy, Retired

Though he doesn’t acknowledge it, Jake’s entire Naval career was his response to guilt over his brother’s accidental drowning death when they disregarded instructions, as kids do, and swam in choppy water  (making him an only child). His now estranged mother blamed him for the accident, his parents split over it. He completed partial college, enlisted in the Navy then entered SEAL training. After becoming a SEAL he served only one tour because his father became ill and he came home to NYC to care for him.

Most heroic trait: Empathy. Responsibility. Jake is disciplined, focused and feels everyone’s pain while ignoring his own psychic wounds.

What kind of woman is his perfect match? The perfect woman for Jake is one who can help him recognize he isn’t personally responsible for everything that goes wrong in the world, someone who can make him laugh and challenge him yet nurture him. And someone who can accept all the pent up love he wants to share with the people in his life.


Honey packs everything she owns and heads to NYC to jumpstart her art career. Her cheating boyfriend is history, and she finally acknowledges the truth of her mother’s mantra: Careers are forever and happily ever after isn’t in their DNA.

All she needs is a job and a place to live. What she doesn’t need is a taciturn, sexy, ballbuster but she’s woman enough to know the difference between need and want. Isn’t she?

Jake’s childhood was marred by tragedy and his future hijacked to a promise born of guilt. His failure drove him to a career as a SEAL and a security expert.
But it’s not enough. Now he’ll give up his freedom in reparation for the life he lost. Honey may be the last sweet stop on the road to a joyless future. If it’s what they both want, where’s the harm in a no-strings affair?


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Meet Charlotte O’Shay

Author Charlotte O’Shay was born in New York City into big family then married into another big family. The drama! The noise! Negotiating skills honed at the dinner table led her to a career in the law.After four beautiful children joined the crowded family tree, Charlotte traded her legal career to write about happily ever afters in the City of Dreams. Charlotte loves to challenge her heroines and heroes with a crisis and watch them figure out how strong they really are while they fall in love.

Why do you like writing military heroes? A military hero is so often such a complex individual. I’m interested in why these men and women join the military in the first place. Of course for love of country but patriotism alone isn’t the reason why many serve. I like looking underneath the surface to discover the full person inside the military persona.


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He’ll put it on the line to win her
Saturday, February 15th, 2020

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Sonnet Coupled


Roxanne Howard


+Meet the hero, Griffith Parker

Hero’s name, rank and serial number current or former): Griffith Parker, E-4 (Corporal)

Branch of the service: Marines

What is his most heroic trait? Selfless service. Griffith is incredibly selfless and protective, and will put his life on the line for others to keep them safe.

What kind of woman is his perfect match? Someone who cares about serving and helping people. Griffith has a tender heart beneath his tough and chiseled exterior, and he believes in helping people. He likes women who are kind, brave, and altruistic at their core.

Why do you like writing military heroes? Because I served with some amazing people, and I don

’t think there’s anywhere on earth where you meet people quite like whom you meet in the military. Their special characters and personas deserve to be written about and celebrated.


ER nurse Sonnet Mendoza’s new housemate Griffith Parker proves there is more to a man than meets the eye, and shows her there’s more to life than just her career.


Sheltered and cosseted, Sonnet Mendoza abided by her papi’s wishes her whole life: no boys, studies first and always. Now an ER nurse in a busy Chicago hospital, medical school is so close Sonnet can taste it. Just like her father always wanted. Just like she can taste all the things she wants—like Griffith Parker, the man of her dreams and her new housemate.

Working “graves” in a large hospital as a security guard while attending the police academy during the day doesn’t leave ex-Marine Griffith Parker any personal time, but after meeting the beautiful Sonnet Mendoza, business as usual is anything but. Sassy, smart…and interested in him, too? Except, she’s made an art of keeping her distance, and she’s been clear that her plans don’t include him. But the heart wants what the heart wants. His wants Sonnet. He’ll put it on the line to win her.


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Roxanne D. Howard is a U.S. Army veteran who has a bachelor’s degree in Psychology and English. She loves to read poetry, classical literature, and Stephen King. Also, she is an avid Star Wars fan, musical theater nut, and marine biology geek. Roxanne resides in the western U.S., and when she’s not writing, she enjoys spending time with her husband and children. Roxanne loves to hear from her readers, and encourages you to contact her via her website and social media.


Other Books by This Author

When You Close Your Eyes


Flip the Beat


Romancing the Seas #1: The Hotter They Come


Romancing the Seas #2: The Harder They Fall


Romancing the Seas #3: The Longer They Last


Type Dirty to Me (coming soon)




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A dashing sailor and a 40-year-old mystery…exciting cobiation
Friday, February 14th, 2020

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The Keys: Voice of the Turtle

by Karen Hulene Bartell



Hours after arriving in the Florida Keys to help her cousin Keya create a turtle preserve, Ruth discovers a washed-up body and not one, but two apparitions—Maita, the angry victim’s spirit, and Bart, a swashbuckling ghost. Ruth’s curious ability to connect with the ghosts may help them move on, but how?

Keya is in a probate battle over her turtle-nesting beach. Land-hungry relatives want it bulldozed and developed. Like Ruth, she has a special gift—she can talk to animals. Between Ruth’s help and Keya’s unique ability, they work to save the property, but is it too late?

Can Keya save her beloved turtles? Can Ruth find Maita’s murderer or help Bart solve his 400-year-old mystery? There’s more than meets the eye to Keya’s land. Add in a dashing sailor who believes in her, and Keya may have more than she bargained for…



“After the annulment, yes—that’s when they diagnosed the PTSD—and psychologists had talked to us right after the bombing.” He scowled. “But they were only interested in regrouping the crew, getting us back in action. Though they prescribed thirty-day furloughs, our R & R didn’t start for another few weeks.”

“Why was that?” Her spine stiffened.

“After the attack, the crew had to stay aboard the Cole, working night and day just to keep it afloat. If not for our actions, that ship would’ve sunk, but because we were stuck there at the scene of the blast…surrounded by the sights, the smells”—he glanced at her—“we relived the nightmare on a daily basis.”

Wincing, Keya momentarily closed her eyes, as if shutting out the images. “How did you manage?”

“I flipped a switch—shut it out mentally—just like the day of the bombing. I had a job to do, even if it was hazardous.”

“Emotionally, you mean?”

“Emotionally, physically—every way.” Despite the balmy evening, a shudder slithered down his spine. “After the attack, the ship had no light, no ventilation, and no air conditioning. The heat was stifling. The ship’s interior was so hot the food began to rot. Between the reeking perishables, the smoke, the acrid odor of leaking fuel oil, and the putrid stench of death…” Momentarily closing his eyes, he drew a cleansing breath. “It was bad.”

She shook her head slowly as if commiserating.

“Not a day has passed without reliving those memories. They’ve robbed me of my peace of mind”—he caught her eye, assessing her reaction—“and robbed me of my marriage.”

“I can identify. Though I haven’t survived a suicide bombing or annulment, I have survived the death of a spouse, the loss of the person I love, and I can empathize. Healing takes time.” She took a deep breath as if grounding herself. Then her eyes probed his. “Are you coming to terms with those flashbacks now?”

“I’m starting to—like a turtle peeking out its shell.” He attempted a smile, trying to lighten the mood and give himself some mental space, but the ruse backfired. The memories crowded in on him. “I’m still bitter about the attack. I want justice, not only for those who lost their lives, but for those of us who stopped living our lives because of it.” He searched her eyes.

Keya stifled a groan in her throat. “We’ve all been wounded and known loss, but I can’t imagine the horrors you’ve experienced.” As if donning a gasmask, she put on a smile. “Thank God it’s behind you.”

“That’s the point. It wasn’t then—and it isn’t now.” Still trying to gather his disjointed memories into a coherent story with a beginning, middle, and end, he struggled to find a redeeming pretext for the incidents. “A second shock hit us when we got home. Because the flight to the States took just a few hours, we had no time to decompress. Returning from deployment, from war—whether declared or not—we had no time to adjust, no transition from one life into the next.

“After we landed, I remember feeling so displaced in civilian life that just walking through the airport seemed surreal, like an out-of-body experience. Even on the taxi ride home, I remember trying to make sense of it, asking myself over and over, ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ ” He stared at her. “Sometimes, I still wake, asking myself, Why did I survive and not the others?


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Author of the Sacred Emblem, Sacred Journey, and Sacred Messenger series, Karen is a best-selling author, motivational keynote speaker, wife, and all-around pilgrim of life. She writes multicultural, offbeat love stories steeped in the supernatural that lift the spirit. Born to rolling-stone parents who moved annually, Bartell found her earliest playmates as fictional friends in books. Paperbacks became her portable pals. Ghost stories kept her up at night—reading feverishly. The paranormal was her passion. Wanderlust inherent, Karen enjoyed traveling, although loathed changing schools. Novels offered an imaginative escape. An only child, she began writing her first novel at the age of nine, learning the joy of creating her own happy endings. Professor emeritus of the University of Texas at Austin, Karen resides in the Hill Country with her husband Peter and her “mews”—three rescued cats and a rescued *Cat*ahoula Leopard dog.


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They told her he’d died….but had he really?
Thursday, February 13th, 2020

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September’s Song


Ryan Jo Summers

Hero’s name, rank and serial number current or former):

Keegan Zackary London, no rank or serial number specified

Branch of the service Covert Special Ops, no branch specified as they each have special ops branches

What is his most heroic trait? Keegan was recruited into ultra-special ops due to his do or die “hero” behaviors to defend his team.  He does not see them as heroic but standing by his team, doing his job. He is humble. He will not do anything to put anyone he cares about in danger.

What kind of woman is his perfect match? His wife, Ivey. They were so much in love, and had such dreams, until Ivey was told Keegan died in action and she had to move on with her life. When Keegan escapes, returns for answers to his erased past and discovers Ivey, she is an instant turn on as they retreat together.


Ivey London was told her military husband died on a mission overseas. She buried him as a war hero and tried to move on with her life by raising their young son, dealing with her vengeful brother, and coping with her mother’s Alzheimer’s. Five years go by and one day she learns of a secret underground chamber were special soldiers are imprisoned to recover. Further, one amnesiac soldier managed to escape. When her son begins to display unusual behaviors, she goes to investigate. All evidence points to finding her late husband. If it is him, back from the dead, Ivey refuses to give him up again.

Keegan London awoke in a hospital cell with no memories. Fleeing, he finds himself in a strange, unknown world, with no one to turn to. Until he finds a friendly Priest who runs a homeless shelter and he stumbles across the woman who claims to be his wife. While she can fill some gaps in his lost memories, she cannot explain his curious abilities. Pursued by someone determined to get him back, Keegan has few options but to trust the woman who makes his heart fire like a cannon. Ivey has dibs on him, but first they have to uncover who—and what–Keegan really is before they can recover what they had.





Why do you like writing military heroes?

“September’s Song” was my first one. I chose an amnesiac war hero in order to have a blank slate to work with and develop. I enjoyed the freedom to mesh the characteristics and behaviors engrained from military training and their inherit personality. Also, I think writing sincere stories about our military heroes is a nice way to pay our soldiers back for all the sacrifices they have done for us.

Now I am working on two more military stories. One is a series of shorter length stories based on wounded vets at an equine rehabilitation ranch and finding the women of their dreams there, the other is part of an established series that features a wounded vet coming home to small town, coasting North Carolina and trying to adjust to home and family.

Author Bio:

Ryan Jo Summers writes romances that blur the lines of subgenres. She mixes contemporary with time travel, Christian, suspense, sweet, and paranormal like blending a fruit and yogurt smoothie. Her non-fiction works have appeared in numerous trade journals and magazines including ‘WNC Woman Magazine’, ‘Critter Magazine’, ‘Journey Devotions’, and ‘Vet Tech Journal’. She is a regular contributing author for the ‘Asheville Pet Gazette’.

Her hobbies include baking, crafts, gardening, enjoying nature, and chess/mah-jongg/word-find puzzles. She pet sits/dog walks when she’s not busy writing and she fosters homeless pets for area animal rescues.

She lives in a century-old cottage in North Carolina with her own menagerie of rescued pets and way too many houseplants. “September’s Song” is her second self-published work, the first one being the chronicles of the first two years with her adopted PTSD rescue collie.


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He’s the last person she wants to get involved with
Wednesday, February 12th, 2020

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Yokai Magic

Meet: Thad Garrett, Lieutenant Commander. US Navy

His most heroic trait? Readiness to offer help and protection when needed, even if unsure how his offer will be accepted (as with the heroine of Yokai Magic, who initially distrusts him because of their youthful past together).

What kind of woman is his perfect match? Intelligent, independent, and mentally flexible.


When Val unearths a Japanese scroll and a cat figurine inherited from her grandfather, magic invades her world. The statuette, actually a cat spirit named Yuki—a yokai—enchanted into that form for her own protection, comes to life. Over a century ago, an evil magician cast a curse on her, and a wolf-like demon conjured by the curse still hunts her. Because Val is the one who broke the protective spell, that dark magic endangers her, too. She must turn for help to the last person she wants to get involved with, her former high-school boyfriend, now an officer in the Navy. Together they search for a way to vanquish the threat from the spirit realm, while facing the attraction they thought they’d long since put behind them.


Val woke in the middle of the night, not an unusual event, since she still hadn’t become completely used to sleeping in her parents’ bedroom. Even after replacing the mattress and redecorating with new drapes, bedspread, and linens, she’d needed a while to nerve herself to the logical step of moving out of her cramped, ten-by-twelve-foot childhood room. Now and then she still imagined the lingering ghostly fragrances of her mother’s cologne and bath powder. This time, though, she had the impression that something besides her own restless brain had awakened her. She sat up, straining her ears. Did she hear a rustling sound from the attached bathroom?

“Toby, are you in there?” She shuffled into the bathroom. No sign of the cat or any other living creature. After using the toilet and flushing, she jumped at a noise from behind the shower curtain. Not a rustle so much as a slither.

The plastic rippled. She grasped the edge of it. “Toby?” She swept the curtain open.

A screech burst from her. She stumbled backward and collapsed on the bath mat, with a jarring thump to her rear end. “What on earth is that?”

A hunchbacked creature about two feet tall huddled in the tub. Brick-red, naked except for a ragged loincloth of the same color, it had a mop of stringy, black hair and elongated fingers and toes with nails like claws. It was licking the tile walls with a long, sinuous tongue like a frog’s. Its saucer-like, black eyes stared at her. With a stifled “eep!” it blinked out of existence.

Trembling, Val clutched the edge of the sink and hoisted herself upright. She scurried into the bedroom and dove under the covers like a child fleeing the boogeyman.

She lay there with her lids squeezed shut until her pulse slowed to normal. I did not see that. I did not. She opened her eyes and gazed into the darkness, softened only by the night light from the open bathroom door. “What is with these crazy dreams all of a sudden?”

“You are not dreaming.” The feminine voice sounded as if it came from somewhere in the middle of the room.

Val sat up with the sheet pulled to her neck. “Who’s there?” She switched on the bedside light.

A slender, white cat leaped onto the end of the bed. The animal had emerald-green eyes and wore a red scarf around her neck. “Greetings and profound thanks for your hospitality. I assure you this is not a dream.”

Val bent her knees to keep her feet out of the phantom feline’s reach. “Is too. I must be still asleep. If not, how did you get in the house?”

Demurely seated at the foot of the bed, the cat curled her tail around her paws. “I have always been here. I was bound to the magic of the scroll, and your blood released that magic.”





Author website: Carter’s Crypt

Why do you like writing military heroes?

My husband served in the Navy for thirty years, retiring as a Captain. Like the hero of Yokai Magic, he spent a tour as an instructor at the Naval Academy in Annapolis.

Author bio:

Reading Dracula at the age of twelve ignited Margaret L. Carter’s interest in a wide range of speculative fiction and inspired her to become a writer. Vampires, however, have always remained close to her heart. She holds a PhD in English from the University of California (Irvine), and her dissertation, later published as a book, included a chapter on Dracula. In the course of numerous cross-country moves as a Navy wife, she taught college English classes and worked for over twenty years as a legislative editor for the Maryland General Assembly. She has authored books and articles on vampirism in literature, as well as editing an anthology of scholarship on Dracula. In fiction, she has written horror, fantasy, and paranormal romance novels and novellas. Her short stories have appeared in various fantasy and horror anthologies, including several “Darkover” and “Sword and Sorceress” volumes. She and her husband, Leslie Roy Carter, a retired naval officer, collaborated on a sword-and-sorcery series.