I’ve been waiting so long for this final chapter in the HEAVEN’S MATCHMAKER series to be born and today’s the day!
YOU’RE MY MATCH is a sweet with heat, enemies to lovers, opposites attract, workplace romance about two people who never thought the other was their soulmate, or even a person they would want in their life.
Charity Quinlan is a workaholic, independent woman who wants nothing more than to have a successful career and a marriage as happy and long as her parents.
Kolby O’Brian in a professional photographer and a man who thinks one-night stands are as far as a committed relationship goes. He has a reason for keeping women at arm’s length, and once Charity discovers what that reason is, she is stunned. And intrigued.
YOU’RE MY MATCH ends the HEAVEN’S MATCHMAKER series and ties the original series, A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN, into it, giving us a glimpse at the O’Dowd sisters’ lives and how they all interact with Charity and Kolby.
As a reminder, 100% of all the royalties on every book sold in the month of November is going toward my local food bank charity FEEDING TINY TUMMIES. FTT serves the children and families of the Monadnock region and they are one of the most worthwhile organizations I have ever known. I am proud to help sponsor them, so please, help me help them and buy the book! LOL ( Shameless plug and ask!)
It’s always a kick for me to be a guest on a webinar or podcast. My little ego gets nervous, but elevated at the same time, lol!
Recently, I was asked to be a guest on SPOTLIGHT ON ROMANCE with Paula Judith Johnson. I talked about why I consider entering contests a good marketing strategy, especially when you are a new author and how they have helped me find new readers.
I’ve been hawking the preorders for this book for months!! ( Sorry!!, not sorry, lol) and the day is finally here! Release day for PERFECT MATCH, book 3 in the Heaven’s Matchmaker series.
I had such fun writing Olivia and Hunter’s story and finding ways for them to fall in love. I hope I did that, coherently and fully. When the reviews come in, I guess I’ll find out, LOL!
So,if you’re looking for something that’s a little sweet with heat, small-town, rich with main characters 40+, give this one a chance.
And I hope you enjoy all the books in the series so far ( there’s one more to come this November!)
Third generation matchmaker, Olivia Joyner, enjoys a 99% success rate when it comes to helping people find their happily ever afters. But her newest client is proving to be part of the 0.1 percent.
All the women Olivia have matched geriatrician Hunter Reinhart with have been perfect on paper. None of them, though, have resulted in a second request for a date, and all the women say the same thing: Hunter, although handsome and successful is just…dull. And boring. And too reserved.
Olivia can’t understand it, because to her? Hunter is none of those things. In fact, he’s the exact opposite of dull, boring, and reserved. He’s a man she would consider worthy of marrying herself – if she was in the market for a spouse.
Which she isn’t.
Olivia needs to figure out why she can’t find Hunter Reinhart the perfect match, and it just may require her to do something she’s never done before: go on a “date” with a client.
Purely for research and educational purposes, that is.
In just 7 more days, book 3 in the Heaven’s Matchmaker series, PERFECT MATCH, releases into the romance reading world and I can not wait.
I’m interested to see what you all think of Olivia and Hunter’s story. They were both a joy to write, Hunter especially. There’s just something so heartwarming and wonderful about a man who’s devoted himself to caring for the elderly population. He is compassionate, kind, smart, and empathetic – everything you’d want in a physician no matter what the age of the patient!
When I was working as a nurse I met many doctors who were candidates for asshole of the year. Luckily, I met an equal number who were devoted clinicians who believed in the practice of medicine and the healing arts. Those are the characteristics I gave to Hunter Reinhart, my male main character in Perfect Match.
Divorced, he still believes in the institution of marriage and wants to find his forever partner and love. He’s hired Olivia Joyner to help him find that person. Little did he know, his soulmate was as close as she was.
Have you preordered your copy? You can do so, here on ‘Zon. PM
Or, if you want a signed print copy, you can order it directly from me and I’ve got copies available right now – so you’d have it before it actually releases, lol! PM
In a little over 1 week (10 days to be exact but I’m the only one counting, lol!) PERFECT MATCH, book 3 in the HEAVEN’S MATCHMAKER series releases into the book reading world.
You don’t have to have read books 1 and 2 to understand what is going on in book 3. The same people roam in and out of the books, but this one centers on the actual town matchmaker, OLIVIA JOYNER.
But….if you’d like to know about the people in the town before reading Liv’s love story, books 1 and 2 are available now. MIX AND MATCH is only 99 cents on Kindle, so it’s an inexpensive way to start the series. Then LOVE MATCH follows. Both are slow burn, sweet with heat, small town, and later in life ( 35+) romance stories about people who are looking for that everlasting love and the bumps, starts, and stops that occur along the way to their HEA.
PERFECT MATCH releases in under 2 weeks so I’m introducing you to the main characters. Today, it’s Hunter Reinhart’s turn. This is how I’ve pictured him since I began the series…
If you are a certain age, the acronym IFYKYK will hit you hard. For those of you who don’t know, this is Richard Chamberlain, a mega-heartthrob in the 1960’s for his role as Dr. Kildaire, then as Fr. Ralph de Bricassart in the THORN BIRDS series. I have always adored this man for soso many reasons, the most obvious? That face. He just looks like a kindhearted doctor! Hence, he’s my Hunter.
About Hunter…
he’s a geriatrician
he’s divorced, no kids
he comes from “old” money
he’s naturally shy and reserved
he has a real love and adoration of older people
Hunter’s been on a lot of dates before he finds his Perfect Match. You can guess who that is! But it’s better to read the book, lol.
Today is the last day you can enter my Goodreads Giveaway for a chance at an ecopy of Perfect Match, which will be released on 4.7.25. I’m giving away 100 Kindle copies to 100 lucky winners – the Goodreads Gods choose the winners. I have found that doing a giveaway like this for past books has garnered me a vast amount of new-to-me-writers, so the cost has been worth it.
Today’s tease for the book is the first time Olivia and Hunter kiss. It’s an awkward kiss, neither of them thinking it was going to be on the lips – much less as mindblowing as it was for both of them…
“I need to go back,” he said, returning.
“Problem?”
“My Arms patient has taken a turn and the staff is worried.” He tucked his phone back into the holder on his belt, and slipped the pager into his pocket.
“Well, I’m glad you at least had something to eat.” She followed behind him to the front door as he slid his suit jacket back on. “Especially if you’re going to be at the hospital for a while.”
As he shot the cuffs he peered down at her, his brows kissing as his mouth quirked. Once done, he buttoned the jacket and exhaled. “Olivia.”
Nervously, her lips twitched. “Hunter,” she said in the same serious tone he’d just used. “One of these days we’re going to have a discussion about why you don’t call me Liv like everyone else does. Olivia is so formal and stuffy.”
“It’s not formal or stuffy at all. It’s beautiful, just like you are and it suits you.”
Her nose squinched and wriggled. “Makes me sound like a maiden aunt with fifteen cats.”
He shook his head and then bent down to kiss her cheek. For some reason, though – and she was seriously going to have to think about why once he was gone – Liv turned into the kiss and his mouth landed on hers.
Shock paralyzed her. She knew she should back away or at least turn her head again, but simply…couldn’t.
Truth? Didn’t want to.
His mouth, Lord, his mouth!
How was it possible for such a masculine man, a man with a body that hinted at strength and solidity, to have the softest lips she’d ever felt?
Soft and silky and…succulent. Like ripe peaches, juicy and just begging to be…eaten?
It was as if she hadn’t just had dinner – hadn’t had anything to eat in days. Like a woman starved of sustenance, Liv simply devoured him.
Before she could understand what was happening, her hands lifted to his cheeks, cupping them, the subtle scratch of his evening scruff prickling against her fingers and driving her…insane.
Insane with a need she couldn’t have guessed she’d possessed.
Her own shock was nothing compared to the swift hiss she heard him expel right before he shifted, drawing her closer as he wound his arms around her waist. With her next breath, she was plastered against him, every long line of his body pressed against her. Had he pulled her to him, or had she simply cleaved?
She wasn’t sure, but the descriptions she’d had of him being strong and solid were proven truthful. She could add one more word to the list as her body molded to his, liquifying into every ridge and muscle and valley of his form: hard.
All over.
His tongue swiped at her mouth, insistently; firmly; commanding she open for him.
It was never a thought or consideration not to.
Liv’s lips parted and she inhaled him as if his very breath gave her life.
As he deepened the kiss, Liv’s head dropped back giving him full access. To her mouth…her body…her very soul.
Her career, her business, her reputation be damned. All that mattered was right here, right now, with this man.
She slid her fingers through the opening of his jacket to glide up and down his back, every curve of muscle she skimmed over harder than the one before it.
The man was a mountain of defined sinew under his clothing, begging the image of what he must look like without it to surface in her mind. A tiny gasp escaped her when his hands slid down to the dip in her spine, his fingers spreading the expanse of the space, flirting with the top of her ass.
Her blood zipped through her veins, heating her in places she hadn’t felt warmth in quite some time.
Too long.
The shriek of his pager abruptly screeched around them, shocking them apart. Liv had no idea what she looked like, but Hunter’s face told a story she thought might mimic hers. Confusion creased his brow while desire still danced in his eyes. His mouth was a swollen mass of perfection, his lips wet and plump, his face flushed from chin to temple in a rosy glow of lust.
Without a word, their gazes locked, he reached down to his belt and pulled the annoying device from its holder.
A quick eye flick at it then he said, “I have to…go…” his voice jagged and, to her ears, thick with emotion.
Nodding, she wrapped her arms around her chest and moved around him to open the door.
“Olivia—”
“You’d better go, Hunter,” she said, shocking herself at the calmness in her voice, when her insides were swirling like wind galloping down Tornado Alley. “Don’t keep them waiting.”
He winced, his eyes almost closing.
Don’t forget to enter the contest. And if you’re not on GoodReads, or just want to get the book on your own, the pre-order is available now on Amazon at the link above. It’ll go into KU for 90 days, then go wide.
Serena MacQuire’s story was such a fun one for me to write because she’s feisty, has a temper that she tries to contain, loves her family unconditionally and to no end, and she lives for her art.
Until Seamus Cleary shows up, that is…
Talented and witty portrait artist, Serena MacQuire, is successful in everything but love. Her gift for capturing people on canvas is rivaled only by her fiery and legendary temper. A tragedy from the past keeps her heart securely locked away, preventing any man from getting close enough to claim it.
But Seamus Cleary isn’t just any man. After he left his professional football career to become a veterinarian, his bitter wife ended their marriage. Now, as he starts his life over in a new town, love is the last thing he’s looking for. The more he tends to Serena’s horses, though, the more he realizes her own heart needs tender care and healing as well.
Will he be the man who finally unlocks and claims her heart?
Here’s a little taste…
With a hip resting against the tabletop, he browsed through her paints and brushes, lifting one color pot, then another.
“So. You’re an artist.”
She nodded.
“What do you paint?”
As he opened and closed the pots, Serena observed his hands, silently assessing the length and width of his fingers. Her mind registered the dexterous movements of each action, the deliberate, steady way his hands performed each task.
“Portraits, mostly.”
“This is pretty big equipment for a portrait. Where do your pictures hang? In castles?”
“Three do,” she told him, charmed when his neck reddened. “But this stuff will be for a mural I’ve been commissioned to do for a hospital.”
His eyebrows lifted. “Impressive. You must be good.”
Allowing a smidgeon of playfulness to creep into her voice, Serena gave him a shrug that rivaled his own. “Better than some. Not as good as others.”
So with the new year, I’ve made some decisions regarding this blog.
When, I started it in 2014 ( YIKES! 10 years!) I did so as a means to garner new readers for my upcoming writing career. I’d planned on blogging snippets of my current works, trying to help people and novice writers like myself finagle through the publishing business, and generally engaging readers who might want to read my stuff.
In the pasts decade, this blog has become so much more.
At times ( more than I’d like to admit) it has been a diary of sorts for me to write about what’s been going on in my life and try to help me compartmentalize and even move through bouts of depression by getting it all out of my head and down on the page.
Other times, I’ve used this blog as a call to action to show a mirror to the people reading it about things that were going on in the world that I thought were just plain wrong and needed correction. They say if you want a successful writing career you shouldn’t be political in your writings. To that I say “Bullshit.” If I’ve lost readers because of my stances on certain topics, so be it. They were never going to be long term supporters anyway and I’d rather they not read my words but concentrate on writers who fulfill for them the enjoyment they are seeking and who think like they do.
I’ve used this blog to bring some comic relief to my readers through funny memes and gifs. If I can brighten someone’s day with a piece of funny business, then I am happy.
I’ve used it to show off some of my collections ( hordes?) like my Mug Monday posts.
It’s been used to promote and get the word out on any and all new books I’m releasing. And I know those posts get a little obnoxious because I do so many of them in a row!! Sorry about that.
I’ve used it as a way to deal with my mother’s sudden death. Helping to journal everything that was going on in my life post-her-death helped me move through the grieving process to where I can function normally again and not be mired in grief and depression every single day.
I’ve even used it for its original intended purpose.
Moving forward, with my book writing, writer workshop appearances and book signing appearances all scheduled for 2025, I’ve come to the conclusion that you can not burn candles at both ends and expect not to get burned. And by this I mean, I am tired. Writing full-time and doing a daily blog is exhausting at times.
I’m still going to blog, don’t get me wrong. I just may not be on here every single day, discussing every single daily topic like #tuesdaytease and #wednesdaywisdom.
Or I may.
It depends on what kind of mood I am in that day, week, month. Writing deadlines tend to focus me more on the book writing, so I let the blog writing relax for a bit, and will continue to do so.
This past decade has taught me many things but this blog has taught me to be a better writer, a more focused writer, and has made me some new and dear friends along the way.
Here’s to 2025, kids. I am going to try and make it a good year.
As you can see by the above graphic, I’ve been busy. I’ve got 10 releases coming this year – 7 full length novels and 3 novellas. The first drops on Monday.
Love is the last thing Carly Lennox is looking for when she sets out on her new book tour. The independent, widowed author is content with a life spent writing and raising her daughter. When newscaster Mike Woodard suggests they work on a television profile based on her book, Carly’s thrilled, but guarded. His obvious desire to turn their relationship into something other than just a working one is more than she bargained for.
Mike Woodard is ambitious, and not only in his chosen profession. He wants Carly, maybe more than he’s ever wanted anything or anyone else. And, as he tells her, he’s a patient man and can wait until she’s ready to be involved with a man again.
But the more they’re together, Mike realizes it isn’t simply desire beating within him. Carly Lennox is the missing piece in his life. Getting her to accept it-and him-may just be the toughest assignment he’s ever taken on.
Preorders are up for the entire series and I’m releasing one new book per month from January to May, so go ahead and check them out. They’ll be available in print, Kindle, and KU ( for the first time!)
Peggy Jaeger, Author 