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#Sundaysnippet THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE, #pnr #romantichauntings #readromance

Hotshot movie director Wilton June is in pre-production for a new movie. The moment he sees Maison Toussaint he decides it’s the perfect setting for the film and wants to rent it. The one stumbling block? The owner isn’t sure she can let her ancestral home be used in a movie.

Botanist Jerica Toussaint needs cash – a lot of it – to keep her home up to code and her herbal healing business alive. June’s financial offer is oh-so-tempting, as is the director himself. But the house has a secret Jerica’s guarded her entire life. Can she, in good conscience, rent it to a man who may expose it?

Convincing Jerica to trust him with her home – and her secret – is no easy feat and after a time Will realizes he needs to convince her to trust him with one more thing: her heart.

SNIPPET…

“Thanks for setting this up,” Will told Genevieve the following morning when he arrived at her office.

Looking at him with skeptical eyes, she nodded and accepted his handshake.  A man who could have been her twin in the looks department stood to her right wearing a three thousand dollar suit and if Will wasn’t mistaken, the remnants of a rough day or two. Railroad track red lines crisscrossed in the whites of his eyes and the stubble on his jaw was at either an attempt to grow a beard, or he hadn’t had the compunction to shave for a while. Before Will could be introduced, the guy tugged a handkerchief from his pocket, muttered a choked, “Excuse me,” and then blew his nose twice.

“Sorry,” he said, swiping at his nose with the swatch of white. “Allergy season. Gavin Gordon.”

Will’s eyes ping-ponged between the realtor and this man.

As if hearing the unasked question, he said, “I’m her brother.” He hitched a finger toward Genevieve.

“He’s also my lawyer,” a new voice said from behind him.

One of the most beautiful women Will had ever seen stood in the doorway.

No, beautiful was too tame a word. Striking and exotic were much more appropriate.

Hair the color of a raven’s feathers at midnight – dark and sleek and shiny – fell to below her waist in a mass of curls he knew instinctively were natural. Eyes the color of tempered chocolate regarded him from across the room. The corners were tipped upward in a delicate line, her brows, the twin color to her hair, two perfect arched wings above her eyes. High cheekbones any number of actresses he knew would have killed for covered unlined skin, rosy from the Fall winds blowing about outside. The tiny indent under her lips, bifurcating her chin was the sexiest thing he’d seen on a woman in… forever.

The vision came into the room, nodded at the realtor, then moved to hug the lawyer. For an insane instant, Will grew jealous of the contact between the two of them.

“Thanks for coming down, Gav.”

“Anything for you, babe.”

“Let’s get started,” Genevieve said. Indicating a chair behind the round office table, she said, “Mr. June?”

When all of them were seated – Will on one side of the table and the three of them across from him like opposing counsel in a courtroom – he said to the homeowner, “Thank you so much for agreeing to meet with me. I understand you have a few questions?”

She nodded, tossed a quick glance at the lawyer, then leaned her elbows forward on the table and folded her hands together.

When she dragged in a breath heavy with nerves, Will had the sudden urge to reach across the table, squeeze her hand and offer some kind of comfort.

“I understand you want to film a movie in the house.”

He nodded.

“That’s an unusual request. Don’t you usually film in a studio or on a sound stage?”

“I could, but I’d have to construct a prop house. Your home is absolutely perfect for the storyline of the film and it’s already standing. It would be cheaper in the long run to use an already viable structure.”

“What about my house makes it absolutely perfect, to use your words? Ms. Gordon told me you looked at six other properties that are all similar to mine. Surely any one of them would suit your… needs.”

Will couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen a grown woman blush. Her cheeks turned apple-red as she spoke and he’d be damned if it wasn’t the most alluring thing he’d ever seen on a woman.

“True, but when I saw your house it just spoke to me. Screamed to me, in fact,” he said, grinning.

“Sc-screamed?” Jerica swallowed and a fine tremor started in her folded hands. “What do you mean… screamed?”

Will grinned and leaned back in his chair. “The movie I’m set to make is a modern-day love story about two people who try to solve a one-hundred-year-old murder mystery that occurred in the house where the heroine lives. Your house is perfect for the time period, aside from being huge, which is another plus, because of the size of my film equipment. After I walked through it with Ms. Gordon yesterday and got the lay of the land and the room sizes, I’m more convinced than ever it’s the perfect house for my filming needs.”

Her shoulders dropped down from where they’d been hugging her ears. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out why his explanation calmed her nerves, but the response encouraged him. Leaning forward, he told her, “I know it’s a huge intrusion to have people and gear in your home, but I can assure you, we’re all very professional. And my crew is only five people plus me. And the actors, or course. I have a very well-oiled machine of people I trust and who are tops in their fields. I promise nothing will get broken or damaged, and we won’t move a thing unless we ask first.”

She tossed a quick glance at the lawyer who caught the move and nodded.

“Should Miss Toussaint agree to your filming in the house – and that’s still a big if – we would ask you to sign a separate waiver stating you’ll take full responsibility for the costs of any damage.”

“Not a problem,” Will said.

“Now, about the use-of-location contract,” Gavin said, taking a stack of papers from a briefcase that materialized at his feet. “The fee mentioned seems a little low since the house will not only be inhabited by you as a resident but your film crew as well—”

“The crew stays off-site. I’ll be the only one actually living in the house at the time of filming.”

“Be that as it may, the recompense paid to Ms. Toussaint should be higher. After all, the film will be seen, potentially, by a large audience.”

“That’s always the hope.” Will grinned.

“People who may actually want to come and see where the movie was filmed. You can see where this may pose a problem with security for Ms. Toussaint. A higher fee would enable her to employ security if needed. This is, after all, her home. We want to ensure her safety.”

Will’s gaze raked over Jerica Toussaint’s face. “Of course. What price were you thinking.”

When he named an amount twenty-five percent higher than the offer, Will hid his surprise, then did a quick mental math shuffle. He could swing the payment increase if he cut the budget a bit somewhere else.

“Okay. Consider it done.”

Surprise galloped around the table, but it was Jerica Toussaint’s wide-eyed face Will settled on.

“Anything else?” he asked after noting the glances between lawyer and client.

Genevive spoke up for the first time. “The sixth-month rent clause is ironclad. If you decide to leave, for whatever reason, before the lease expires, you won’t be issued a refund.”

“Understood. And I’m prepared to write you a check for the full amount today, as soon as you agree to sign the lease,” he told Jerica.

When she took a corner of her mouth between her teeth, that sexy little dent in her chin winked at him. In a hot second, the lower half of his body went on high alert and he was thankful the desk hid him from the waist down.

Intrigued? If you are, here’s where the book is available: The Haunting of Wilton June

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#TeaserTuesday It’s Witch O’clock Somewhere #PNR #witches #reunitedlovers

So just approved the galley edits for my upcoming Magnolia Blossom book It’s Witch O’Clock somewhere. I lovedlovedloved writing this first lovers/reunited story about a witch and former teenage bad boy-turned-good guy. I’ve just seen the cover and it’s beautiful! I’ll share when I’m allowed to, heehee.

Twenty years ago, Barstone bad-boy Declan Wolffe, rode out of town on his motorcycle leaving the town that looked down on his family, and the only girl he’d ever loved, in his rearview mirror.

But now he’s back. Rich, successful, and determined, he’s got plans for the town. And for the girl he left behind.

Gigi Gordon has made a successful life for herself in Barstone as a real estate agent. No one but those closest to her knows she’s a 10th-generation witch and she wants to keep it that way. Her life is disrupted, though, when the boy who stole her heart rides back into town with a plan to shake things up.

Declan may have plans, but Gigi has a few of her own. The biggest one? Protecting her heart.

And now…a little teaser:

“I’m so mad I could spit.” Gigi slammed her briefcase down on her desk. “Or worse. Hit something. Anything.”

“I’m taking it the meeting didn’t go well?” her secretary, Kathy said, wincing at the force with which Gigi’s bag hit the ancient desk.

“It was actually going great until the so-called developer showed up.”

Eyes wide, Kathy stood and moved to the coffee bar. “You look like you need a cup of tea. And Weber was actually there?”

“Not his name. It’s the company’s.” Gigi plopped down into her chair and closed her eyes as she dug deep down for some semblance of calm and peace. The light incident was worrisome since she hadn’t had an outburst manifesting itself physically in years. Not since…

Don’t go there. You’ll only get all riled up again.

“So who is he?” Kathy asked as she poured hot water over the jasmine leaves Gigi kept in the office. When it was done, she handed it to her.

Gigi sighed before taking her first sip. As the warmth of the calming tea steeped within her, she looked over the top rim of the cup and said, “Declan Wolffe.”

Holy shit. D.C. Wolffe’s back in town?”

Since her reaction upon seeing him had been the same, she understood her secretary’s outburst.

“Unfortunately. And he’s the one proposing to modernize the downtown.”

“Weber was his mom’s maiden name, wasn’t it?” she asked, squinting off into the distance. “The business name makes sense, then.” She speared her boss with a quizzical eyelift. “He still drop-dead gorgeous?”

“Also, unfortunately.”

Goddess. How she wished he’d turned old and fat and bald.

“Why is that?” Kathy asked. “It’s so unfair men get better looking and we…don’t.” She glanced down at herself, shook her head.

“Stop. You’re just as gorgeous as you were in high school. More.”

Kathy rolled her eyes. “Says the girl with the lavender eyes and the body of a Hollywood bombshell.”

I was Gigi’s turn to roll her eyes.

Kathy shook her head again and sat back down at her desk with a sigh. “D.C. Wolffe, Barstone’s very own bad boy, back in town. Talk about a prodigal. I thought for sure we were in his rearview mirror for life. Who’d’a thunk we’d ever live to see this day?”

Not Gigi, that was for sure. Although she knew, intimately knew, the bad boy persona and rep was wrong and foisted on him once upon a time by a town that didn’t take kindly to people who were different. Again, another fact she had intimate and firsthand knowledge of.

On that summer day long ago when she’d watched the back end of his motorcycle shoot away from her as she stood in her front yard with tears streaming down her face, she thought she’d never see him again.

More to come when I’ve got a cover and a release date to share!

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#sundaySnippet THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC #PNR #cowboys

So, I’m still hawking my online Holiday Book store ( shameless self promotion, lol!)
Today’s book is the 2022 first-book-in-the-Welcome to Renewal- series, THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC. The title is kinda self explanatory about what the book is about, no? Hee hee. But just in case you aren’t sure, here’s the blurb before the snippet.

Police Psychic Silvestra Coeltrain comes to Renewal, OK to visit with old friends and to heal. After a year in which she was tested physically, mentally, and psychically, all she wants to do is sleep, fish, and bask in the tranquility of the sleepy town.

Sheriff Caleb Blackbear doesn’t understand the feelings he’s quickly developing for Renewal’s newest visitor. She responds to his kisses with a passion that equals his own. But she’s an enigma, filled with secrets and evasions, and he’s a suspicious man.

When several of the local ranches begin losing cattle to a mysterious illness, it’s Silvestra who claims the animals are being methodically targeted and killed. As Cal’s investigation zeros in on who and what could be slaying the animals, the murder of a prominent rancher’s daughter – and Cal’s former lover – complicates things. With Silvestra’s life now in danger, Cal is determined to keep her safe at any cost.

But can he?

“Want to dance?” Rising, he put his hand out for hers.

To Silvestra, it didn’t sound like a question, more a command. Especially when he stood waiting for her.

As Cal led her to the dance floor, she noticed the questioning stares and whispers behind hands as they made their way out to the middle, joining the other couples ready for a night’s fun.

“I think I should warn you I’m not very good at this,” she confessed when he took her in his arms.

The corner of his full mouth twitched upward. “Just follow me. It’s easy after you go around a few times.”

Shy tried to concentrate on his explanations, the direction his feet were taking, but acknowledged with regret, that she had more difficulty than usual. Being in arms that were as strong as steel traps, but she knew could be as gentle and soft as a feather, made focusing a hard task. When they should have been watching his feet, her eyes were drawn to where their hands were joined. The small hairs peeking out from under the plaid cuff, the length of his fingers, straight and taut against hers, took her breath away.

Cal maneuvered around the floor, keeping time with the music, quietly instructing her what to do with each turn. Soon Shy found herself enjoying the dance – and more- enraptured by the man holding her.

Shy’s head whirled. Touching him, being touched, made her mad with longing. She imagined just what it would feel like to have those long, powerful fingers massaging her naked flesh.

Stop it. This can’t be and you know it, so just stop your fantasizing right this instant.

Regret competed with the longing, one emotion proving stronger than the other.

The beat of the music quickened, as did the dancer’s steps. Silvestra laughed as Cal swirled her around the floor. In one move, he effortlessly twirled her to the right with a flick of his wrist at her waist. She felt as if her flesh had been seared and branded.

Spinning back into his arms, Silvestra stopped short, her body slamming hard into Cal’s chest. Instinctively, her hands came up, bracing, on top of his shirt. She could feel his heart hammering, felt the shifting of his rib cage with each breath. She sensed the pulsing of her own blood when his hands came up to enclose her wrists. Head tilting, she found raven-colored eyes burning and bright with an urgent need equaling her own.  Insides quaking, she tried desperately to quell the passion surging within. But gazing into those dark mirrors, the small glimmers shifting within them, burning into hers, Silvestra had no will to silence them.

They stayed this way, rooted, each oblivious to the rest of the crowd surrounding them.

Time didn’t move.

Eventually, Cal took a deep breath, his gaze never turning from Silvestra’s face. “Not bad. I thought you said you didn’t dance well.”

Shy shook her head.

“I don’t,” she said, breathless. “You’re a remarkable teacher, Sheriff.”

Cal’s lips twitched again, a gesture she found herself coming to expect from him.  A hidden mirth, rarely shown, but one, Silvestra knew, he felt comfortable displaying to her.

“Want to go another round, or would you prefer to sit this one out?”

The desire to stay exactly where they were weighed heavily. When Shy glanced around and discovered they were the sole occupants of the dance floor, a deep flush flew up her cheeks.

“I think I’d like to have that lemonade now,” she said.

He nodded and silently led her back to the table, empty now, as Jake and Mabel made the rounds of their friends.

Intrigued? Lol. I hope so. You can order a print copy from my online website bookstore for a discount, here: TSATP or an ecopy for just #99cents everywhere digital media is offered online, here: SHERIFF

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#TuesdayTeaser

Currently working on the third book in the ROMANTIC HAUNTINGS series for Magnolia Blossom Publishing, IT’S WITCH O’CLOCK SOMEWHERE. It’s a Paranormal, second chance at love, coming home again romanc.

This one involves Genny Gordon and Declan Wolffe. Dec was her first love, left town at 18, broke her heart, and has now returned.

When Genny gets angry, her powers tend to go a little haywire, causing anything electrical in the vicinity to jumpstart. Here’s a quick scene I’m working on that details those incidents…

Enjoy

Folding her arms across her chest she leaned back against the counter and glared at him. “I was simply trying to do us both a favor. It’s, as you’ve said, obvious we still have…a thing between us, a deep physical attraction that keeps popping up whenever we’re together. Even Kathy said she could practically smell our pheromones secreting when we’re in the same room.”

He nodded and pulled the bottle back into his hands. He took a drink, his gaze never leaving hers.

“I figured we’d meet it head-on.”

“And just have secret sex.”

“Well, yeah. We’re certainly not going to have it in public.”

“Why do you want to keep it a secret? Ashamed to be seen with me after all these years.” He knew it was a dig, but in some small part of him he was concerned she might be. Genny had worked hard for her upstanding reputation in the community, while his past seemed to still be a hot topic, evidenced by the Barstone Bee byline.

The garbage disposal turned on, the loud whir startling him. From pithy to pissed to furious. Seems she didn’t have as tight a hold on that anger as she thought.

“That’s a disgusting thing to say,” she said, “and you know damn well it’s not true.”

“Is it? Why all the secrecy then? No public outings, no going to the movies or out to dinner. Just straight sex.”

Her eyes narrowed and when she lifted her chin and sliced him with a mere eyebrow lift, he got as hard as concrete before his pulse could trip once.

“You used to like sex, Dec. A lot, if memory serves.”

He swallowed.  “Still do,” he said, proud he could modulate his voice to hide what was going on within him.

“Well, good. So do I. We’re not clumsy teenagers anymore, either. We both bring a couple decades of experience along with us.”

“Had a lot of it in this arena, have ya? With anyone I might know?”

As she glared at him the microwave beeped and the door flew open.

Since he hadn’t put anything in it to heat, he knew her magical dander was up.

Again, good. The more she got angry about this stupid scheme, the better.

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#BookReview THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE #IndTaleMagazine #crownedHeart

Some days I can’t manage to get dressed; others, I struggle to put words on the page.

Then there are days like yesterday when everything I’m doing or trying to do with my writing seems to make sense because SOMEONE likes what I’ve written

Yesterday, the monthly edition of InD’Tale Magazine arrived in my email box and inside of its pages was a review for THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE.

And what a review!

4.5 stars to begin with and a CROWNED HEART to go along with it! The review is beautiful, but the CROWNED HEART is everything! It means, according to InD’Tale, the book has been marked “for excellence.”

Le sigh….

Here’s a copy of the review.

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#goodreadsGiveaway THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE, #PNR #steamyromance #entertowin

From today until August 1, 2022, you can take a chance to win one of 5 print copies of the second book in my Romantic Hauntings series, THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE via Goodreads.

Here’s the link. GOODREADSGIVEAWAY

and a little about the book….

Hotshot movie director Wilton June is in pre-production for a new movie. The moment he sees Maison Toussaint he decides it’s the perfect setting for the film and wants to rent it. The one stumbling block? The owner isn’t sure she can let her ancestral home be used in a movie.

Botanist Jerica Toussaint needs cash – a lot of it – to keep her home up to code and her herbal healing business alive. June’s financial offer is oh-so-tempting, as is the director himself. But the house has a secret Jerica’s guarded her entire life. Can she, in good conscience, rent it to a man who may expose it?

Convincing Jerica to trust him with her home – and her secret – is no easy feat and after a time Will realizes he needs to convince her to trust him with one more thing: her heart.

Good luck, peeps! And if you just want to buy the book instead of entering, here’s the Amazon link: THOWJ

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#99centsale THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC #PNR #Westernromance

From today until July14, THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC will be on sale in Kindle Ebook format for only 99 cents. If you’ve been looking for a quick, sexy, summer romance to take to the beach or read on vacation, this one’s for you!

Police Psychic Silvestra Coeltrain comes to Renewal, OK to visit with old friends and to heal. After a year in which she was tested physically, mentally, and psychically, all she wants to do is sleep, fish, and bask in the tranquility of the sleepy town.

Sheriff Caleb Blackbear doesn’t understand the feelings he’s quickly developing for Renewal’s newest visitor. She responds to his kisses with a passion that equals his own. But she’s an enigma, filled with secrets and evasions, and he’s a suspicious man.

When several of the local ranches begin losing cattle to a mysterious illness, it’s Silvestra who claims the animals are being methodically targeted and killed. As Cal’s investigation zeros in on who and what could be slaying the animals, the murder of a prominent rancher’s daughter – and Cal’s former lover – complicates things. With Silvestra’s life now in danger, Cal is determined to keep her safe at any cost.

But can he?

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Enjoy the sale, kids. And if you like THE SHERIFF & HE PSYCHIC and haven’t read any of my other books, here’s a list you can choose from. Most of my indie ebooks are only 99cents! PEGGY JAEGER

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A #Kindleunlimited Bonanza from @Bookthrone

I am so thrilled to be part of this Kindle Unlimited Book Bonanza!

Two of my books – Mix & Match and The Sheriff & the Psychic are both available thru KU everyday and if you read them and let Bookthrone know – you could Win A 2-Year Kindle Unlimited Membership + A $250 Amazon Gift Card. The rules are below but it’s fast and easy!!!

MIX AND MATCH ( HEAVEN’S MATCHMAKER book 1)

Divorced and lonely, nurse Jasmine Green retains the services of Heaven, NH’s very own successful matchmaker, Olivia Joyner. The bar scene and dating apps give Jasmine hives and Liv’s reputation is stellar. If anyone can help guide her through the quagmire that dating has become, Olivia can.

Architect Donovan Boyd is ready to settle down. He wants the kind of marriage his parents have; long lasting, filled with love, children, and joy. But even after a year of living and working in Heaven, he’s still considered an outsider by many. Finding the type of woman he’s looking for is hard in the tight-knit community. Retaining Olivia Joyner to help him find his forever love is one of the smartest things he’s done, especially after she sets him up with Jasmine Green.

But the red-haired, green-eyed beauty wants a different kind of marriage from the one Donovan considers ideal.

Can these two strong-willed people learn to compromise so they can both find their happily ever after? Or will their relationship forever be relegated to the friend zone?

THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC ( Welcome to Renewal, book 1)

Police Psychic Silvestra Coeltrain comes to Renewal, OK to visit with old friends and to heal. After a year in which she was tested physically, mentally, and psychically, all she wants to do is sleep, fish, and bask in the tranquility of the sleepy town.

Sheriff Caleb Blackbear doesn’t understand the feelings he’s quickly developing for Renewal’s newest visitor. She responds to his kisses with a passion that equals his own. But she’s an enigma, filled with secrets and evasions, and he’s a suspicious man.

When several of the local ranches begin losing cattle to a mysterious illness, it’s Silvestra who claims the animals are being methodically targeted and killed. As Cal’s investigation zeros in on who and what could be slaying the animals, the murder of a prominent rancher’s daughter – and Cal’s former lover – complicates things. With Silvestra’s life now in danger, Cal is determined to keep her safe at any cost.

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Release day for THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE – Romantic Hauntings book 2 #magnoliablossompublishing #PNR

So excited to share that Book 2 in the Romantic Hauntings series, THE HAUNTING OF WILTON JUNE is out today!

We met WIll in book 1, Merry’s Ghost. He’s Merry’s older brother, an Academy Award Winning indie filmmaker. In this book, he’s filming the script of Merry’s Ghost, as penned by CD Seacort – his now brother-in-law and Merry’s hubby, and he’s found the perfect house to shoot in. The only problem? The owner is very reluctant to have a film made in her home.

Here’s the blurb and a little taste of the story…

Hotshot movie director Wilton June is in pre-production for a new movie. The moment he sees Maison Toussaint he decides it’s the perfect setting for the film and wants to rent it. The one stumbling block? The owner isn’t sure she can let her ancestral home be used in a movie.

Botanist Jerica Toussaint needs cash – a lot of it – to keep her home up to code and her herbal healing business alive. June’s financial offer is oh-so-tempting, as is the director himself. But the house has a secret Jerica’s guarded her entire life. Can she, in good conscience, rent it to a man who may expose it?

Convincing Jerica to trust him with her home – and her secret – is no easy feat and after a time Will realizes he needs to convince her to trust him with one more thing: her heart.

As far as spooky, make-your-skin-crawl, haunted-looking houses went, this one was perfect, Wilton June mused as he gazed up at the Victorian structure. It could have been on the cover of a coffee table book titled The House Buyer’s Guide to Ghostly Mansions.

Four stories tall, it was by far the biggest house he’d seen since he’d started scouting for locations in Boston and the surrounding area.

The uppermost level consisted of a single, square room, circled by floor-to-ceiling windows on all four sides, and set in the dead center of the house.

I bet you can see the entire town from any window you look through. The natural light must be incredible on a sunny day.

Always a bonus for a cinematographer. The ground floor was ringed by a full, covered porch, Corinthian columns supporting the overhang awning every few feet. Stained glass windows filled the second level, the third supporting a half balcony running along the length of the front of the house. The paint, a steely, cold grey, could have been the original as it was faded and peeling in spots. The drab, lifeless color added to the house’s eerie aesthetic. The shutters ran to black and a few hung from their hinges. A huge front yard sported beyond rust-laden wrought iron gates and boasted an overgrowth of dead grass and weeds he’d bet hadn’t seen any action from a lawnmower in some time. Off to one side stood a rose arbor, withered vines and decayed blooms covering it from top to bottom and once again adding to the dead look and feel of the place.

“It’s perfect,” he told the woman standing at his side.

Realtor Genevieve Gordon tossed him a look indicating either, a, he was crazy, or, b, she was afraid he might be pulling her leg and wasting her time.

No one who viewed this place would ever use perfect as a description.

But for what Will wanted, it was.“What are the specs?”She handed him a brochure filled with the home’s dimensions. Will calculated the necessary room he’d need for three stationary cameras, sound equipment, and extra lighting.

Perfect shot through his mind again.

“Can we go inside? I’d like to see how the rooms are situated and get an idea of the space.”

Ms. Gordon made a face his mother would have termed pinched.

“Are you sure you want to? I mean, the spec pages have pictures of the main rooms and all the dimensions. Isn’t that enough?”

He wondered what prompted the concern lacing her tone.

“If you don’t mind, I want to see the setup for myself, the flow from room to room, to ensure it can fit all my equipment and if it’s big enough for what I need to do.”

She sighed. “I’ll have to call the owner for approval.”

He cocked his head. “Don’t all owners want potential tenants to do a walk-through? In my experience, that’s what usually seals the deal.”

“You’re the first person in over two years who’s expressed any interest in the place.”

He could tell the moment she uttered the words, she regretted giving them life. Her mouth slammed to a hard, closed line and she glanced down at her shoes.

Strange response for someone looking to make a commission.

“You mentioned at the office the owner refuses to sign a rental agreement until she meets the potential renter, right?” he asked. “Wants to size them up? Interview them?”

“That’s the major stipulation for her leasing it. This is her ancestral home. It’s been in her family for four generations and she wants to ensure whoever does rent it is going to take care of it.”

“Got it.” He glanced back at the structure, saw in his mind’s eye the opening scene, how he’d film it, the angles he’d shoot from.

“I have every intention of taking care of this place.”

“Just know as another condition for renting,” the realtor said, “Miss Toussaint would require six months’ rent, up front. No refunds if you leave early. No matter what the reason.”

Again, strange wording, but he let it slide. He’d only leave when the project planned was complete and the film was in the can. Nothing else would make him leave, because one thing everyone said about Academy Award-winning documentarian and director Wilton June, he never walked away from anything before he was done with it.

With anticipation to start working twitching about within him, he turned to the petite brunette and said, “I want to see the inside of the house. Go ahead and give her a call. Let’s do this.”

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Release day for THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC #PNR #westernromance #psychic #alphahero

It pays to get out of bed somedays, LOL.

THE SHERIFF & THE PSYCHIC, my very first Western romance, released today. Reviews have been wonderful and I’m so glad readers are liking Silvestra and Cal’s love story.

Police Psychic Silvestra Coeltrain comes to Renewal, OK to visit with old friends and to heal. After a year in which she was tested physically, mentally, and psychically, all she wants to do is sleep, fish, and bask in the tranquility of the sleepy town.

Sheriff Caleb Blackbear doesn’t understand the feelings he’s quickly developing for Renewal’s newest visitor. She responds to his kisses with a passion that equals his own. But she’s an enigma, filled with secrets and evasions, and he’s a suspicious man.

When several of the local ranches begin losing cattle to a mysterious illness, it’s Silvestra who claims the animals are being methodically targeted and killed. As Cal’s investigation zeros in on who and what could be slaying the animals, the murder of a prominent rancher’s daughter – and Cal’s former lover – complicates things. With Silvestra’s life now in danger, Cal is determined to keep her safe at any cost.

But can he?

SO, why a western romance when I’m usually either a small-town storyteller or an NYCromance writer?

The easy answer? Why not a western?

LOL

Seriously, I wanted to write something out of my wheelhouse and wound up writing two things in one: a paranormal of sorts – a psychic heroine – and a not smalltown or NYC romance. The west seemed…right, somehow!

And based on a few reviews so far, I’ve done good with the storytelling:

“Once again Peggy Jaeger has written a book that will have you wanting to finish to find the answers but on the flip side, you want to savor it as you read and take your time. I love the characters and you find yourself rooting for them from the start. Storyline grabs you as you try to figure out who or what is killing the cattle.”

“This one’s got romance, mystery, tragedy, a murder, and a really hot sheriff. What more could you want. I couldn’t put it down.”

Words to make the writer in me sing with joy!

#happyBookBirthday to me! LOL

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