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#SundaySnippet – CHANCE a #LMS coming soon

I haven’t done one of these in a while, but since CHANCE is releasing on 9.12, I thought I should… lol

CHANCE ( LAST MAN STANDING)

Chance Miller, divorce lawyer extraordinaire, knows the whole happily ever after dream is an urban myth. He deals with miserable and wedded warring couples every day and swears staying single keeps him sane and happy. His friends and family consider him the last single man standing and fear he’ll never find someone and settle down. But Chance relishes his carefree status and unencumbered lifestyle and has no plans to change anything.

If only his relatives would stop trying to set him up with their version of the perfect woman.

Fredrika Poole already experienced her one great love, and the widow can’t read any future romance in her tea leaves. She’s content to bake, run her business, and care for her daughter.

When Chance meets Freddie and discovers her marriage thoughts run on the same road his do, he realizes she’s the answer to his prayer for keeping the relatives at bay. But the pixie barista has a way of making Chance question everything he’s always thought about love, marriage, and wedded bliss.

Will his last man standing status go unchallenged? Or will Freddie be the one woman he wants…but can never have?

Enjoy….

Even though she wasn’t nervous, the sensation of Chance’s fingers resting on her back offered a strange sense of calm and comfort.

The moment they entered the ballroom the sound level, which she’d felt knocking against her chest from the intensity, slipped to a decided hush as all eyes turned toward them.

A tiny knife strike of fear slipped in and pierced her quiet mien.

Chance’s fingers pressed against her back. “Breathe,” he murmured. “The way to handle them is to never let them see you sweat.”

She grinned at his word choice.  Jimmy had said the same thing to her the first time she’d met his friends at the firehouse. Her usual state of calm bolted back.

A striking woman in a blue floor length dress and who had six inches and about forty years on her, crossed the length of the room, a man in a tuxedo clutching her hand and tagging along with her.

“Well, as usual you’re late,” the woman said, a huge, pleased smile on her face as she offered her cheek to Chance for a kiss.

He did so, saying, “You look lovely, Aunt Betty. Uncle Louis.” He nodded at the man at her side.

His aunt’s gaze shot to Freddie. If she had to put a word to the expression dancing across the older woman’s face it would be expectant.

“Allow me to introduce Fredrika Poole,” Chance said. A millisecond later he added, “My girlfriend.”

Hearing him say it aloud shouldn’t have sent a delighted shiver up her spine, but it did. Before she could contemplate on why, the woman in front of them let out a screech of delight.

“Well, isn’t this the best surprise!” She let go of her husband’s hand and pulled both of Freddie’s into hers, cocooning them.

“Happy Anniversary,” Freddie said with a smile.

“Thank you. Over fifty years with this man and every one has been better than the last.” The man at her side grinned then kissed her cheek. “But enough about us,” she said turning her full attention back to her. “Tell me, how did you two meet? Was it at work? How long have you been dating? What do you do? Are you a lawyer, too?”

Freddie blinked a few times, unsure of which question to answer first and afraid more were going to be thrown her way before she could give a reply to even one.

“Down, girl,” Chance said as he slid her hands from his aunt’s grip. “You have all night to grill her. We just got here and I’d like to make the rounds, say hello to everyone and introduce her around. Okay?”

His aunt tossed him a peeved pout, then shook her head and grinned.  “Always have to be in control,” she said, clucking her tongue. To Freddie she said, “You probably already know that about him, though, don’t you dear? The original Mr. In Charge, that’s our Chancey-boy.”

Freddie hid the grin she wanted to let loose from the look on Chance’s face. Part embarrassed, part annoyed, and one hundred percent adorably miffed male grimaced next to her.

“Go on, then,” Betty said. “Go show your girl off. But don’t forget your favorite aunt. I want to hear all the deets, as my grandkids say, later on. I’m not letting you leave this party without knowing everything about you,” she said to Freddie.

“Yes ma’am,” Freddie replied.

“Terrified yet?” Chance whispered as he took her arm and propelled her toward a group of people close to their own age.

She tried not to think about how natural his hand felt against her skin as she said, “It takes a whole lot more than an aunt who shows her love by being nosy to scare me, Chancey-boy,” she said, trying to keep the grin from her face.

When he squeezed her arm and said, “I’ll pay you back for calling me that by introducing you to Aunt Theresa next. The FBI and CIA have her on speed dial because of her interrogation techniques.”

“Bring it.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Hey, everyone. This is Freddie.”

The impossibly boorish introduction made her gape at him and then laugh out loud. She needn’t have worried about it, though, because he was immediately chastised by every female in the group.

Names were thrown at her from every direction, accompanied by warm and enthusiastic handshakes and smiles. Freddie glanced over at her date to see him engrossed in serious conversation with one of the most beautiful women she’d ever set eyes on. Long, shiny, deep auburn colored hair flowed freely about a perfectly heart-shaped face framed by robins-egg blue eyes and an upturned, pixie nose and jaw.

Without being told, she knew this was Chance’s sister, Sable. The curve of their jaws and the cut of their cheeks hinted at it, but when Sable pursed her perfect lips in a pout of confusion, she saw Chance’s face stare back at her.

The younger woman glanced over at her, her delicate eyebrows lifting at something her brother was saying.

Questions flew at her left and right. Chance hadn’t been kidding when he’d told her she’d be the topic of interest tonight simply because she’d come with him.

“You’re certainly an improvement over the last girl he brought around,” Moira – she thought that was the name – said. “You actually make eye contact and smile,” she added.

“And you look like you have a brain,” said another. Kitty, maybe?

“Thanks,” she said, adding a crooked smile. “I think.”

“How long have the two of you been going out?” This one she couldn’t put a name to.

“Not long,” she replied, purposefully being vague.

“Where’d ya meet?” Moira again.

“I own the coffee station in the building Chance works in. We met by accident when he was on the receiving end of a thrown coffee cup.”

Eyebrows lifted and mouths pulled into delighted grins as she explained his client’s ex and her tirade.

“I would have paid cash money to see that,” the one whose name she couldn’t remember said.

“All of us would have. So,” Kitty said, “you came to his rescue and what? He asked you out?”

“Something like that.” She smiled when she saw him leave his sister and stride back toward their group.

“Okay, kids, that’s enough,” Chance said as he slipped a hand around her arm. “I want a drink and something to eat and I’m sure Freddie does, too.  You can continue the grilling later.”

“We weren’t grilling her, Chancy-boy.” This from Kitty.

As he turned, Moira sniggered. “Should I have the waiters serve coffee now, or wait until later?”

Chance stumbled a bit while moving her away from the group, but didn’t respond to his cousin.

Gently, he tugged her toward the buffet table. “You told them?”

“They asked how we met. I wasn’t going to lie.”

His theatrical sigh pulled a grin from her.

“You can bet by the end of the night everyone in this room will know the story. My family is like a bad game of telephone.”

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OKRWG is having a #virtual #Bookfair and I’m taking part!!!

This year, to try something new, the Oklahoma Romance Writers Guild is hosting a VIRTUAL BOOK FAIR.

Multiple authors in multiple genres have their books available for purchase directly to you from the lovely convenience of your laptop/desktop/device.

Pretty cool, no?

Check it out on FACEBOOK< here: OKRWGFB

Love reading romance? You’ve come to the right place! Here you’ll find romance of all steam levels and genres. So take your time, have a little fun here on our event page, and please visit our official book fair page and enter to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card

My steamy romance, BALANCE, part of the NYC Socialites Series, is one of the books listed. Check it out, here: OKRWG BOOK FAIR under the STEAMY category!

She’s a wealthy socialite who survived an abusive marriage.
He’s a hardworking guy raising his son and caring for his widowed father.
They come from different worlds, but it’s said…opposites attract.
Can they find the balance between their two lifestyles to make their love work?
Or will their differences tear them apart?

Life and love are a balancing act.

BALANCE is also a 2022 Nominee in the InD’Tale Magazine RONE AWARDS. The award ceremony if set for Saturday, 10.9 at 8pm EST!

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Come to the Keene TOADSTOOL BOOKSHOP this Saturday to celebrate Independent Bookstore Romance Day

This upcoming Saturday, August 20th, is National Independent Bookstore ROMANCE DAY!

I love having a holiday tailor-made for me, LOL.

This Saturday evening, beginning at 6pm at the Toadstool Bookshop in Keene, NH, 3 romance authors ( moi, included) will be celebrating the genre with a “Ladies Night” panel discussion on all things romance related.

Here’s the press release from the Toadstool:

A Ladies Night:

 Three Authors & the love of Romance

Bookstore Romance Day is a day designed to give independent bookstores an opportunity to celebrate Romance fiction—its books, readers, and writers—and to strengthen the relationships between the Romance community and their fans.

We ( the Toadstool) will host a panel of three amazing romance authors.  Come join us and get the inside scoop on what it is like to be a romance author and learn about the personal experiences our guest authors had in the field. 

Guest Authors:

Clair Brett

Karen Coulters

Peggy Jaeger ( MOI!!!)

I hope all my Keene friends come to see us. It promises to be a fun evening of talk, laughter, and all things romance!

All of my newest titles will be for sale, including

Mix and Match

The Sheriff & The Psychic

Merry’s Ghost

The Haunting of Wilton June

Chance

FIxing Christmas

Angel Kisses and Holiday Wishes.

See you all Saturday at 6pm!!!

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Photo of the day, day 215

A little teaser of what’s coming soon…

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#ThursdayTease CHANCE #preorder #Fakedatingromance

I haven’t done one of these in a while and when I woke up I remembered today was Thursday, so…

From my upcoming addition to the LAST MAN STANDING series, CHANCE, dropping on 9.12.2022. Here’s a little something between the h/h to whet your preorder appetites!

“I’m so sorry about this,” Chance told Freddie as he pulled the car into traffic. “Nothing short of coming down with the bubonic plague was going to be a good enough excuse to get out of today. And if I told her I was sick she would have come straight to my apartment to check on me. Probably would have sent her private doc to visit you if we’d said you were afflicted. I’m so sorry,” he said again.

A quick glance across the front of the rental car showed him she wasn’t showing any signs of being angry or put out. In fact, he ventured to think it was the opposite. She looked resigned to it and content.

“Don’t worry about it.” She turned to glance at her daughter who was secured in the booster seat behind them, holding an iPad and with earphones in place. “I wasn’t doing anything today buy baking for tomorrow anyway, and I already got a head start on that this morning.”

“Still, I feel, well, guilty about all this. If I’d never asked you to pretend to be my girlfriend in the first place you wouldn’t have been ambushed into coming along today. My only hope is that after this they’ll leave me, us, alone.”

He remembered saying the same thing after the anniversary party and look how that had backfired.

“It’ll all be fine,” she said. “Where’d you get the car, by the way? I thought you didn’t keep one in the city.”

“I don’t. I rented it for the weekend. It was easier than depending on car service, plus, this way we can leave as soon as we want without having to wait to be picked up.”

Freddie’s laugh filled the cab. “We haven’t even gotten there yet and already you’re planning your escape.”

“It pays to plan ahead,” he muttered.

Why wasn’t she angry? Or at least put out by the situation? He was. In spades.

But saying no to his family wasn’t something he could do. He felt obligated to abide by his aunt’s wishes no matter how much they inconvenienced him.

 Freddie, though, had no obligation to his family. And yet, here she was, on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, going to a dinner that was sure to be emotionally trying, her daughter in tow, and acting like it was no big deal at all.

The more he came to know the woman the more intrigued he was by her.

Traffic, unfortunately in his eyes, was sparse and they made it over the bridge to his aunt’s Brooklyn brownstone in record time.

When he found a parking spot on her street he started to feel like some cosmic force was conspiring against him, making everything easy today so he’d be forced to stay longer than he wanted.

Freddie took Dawn out of the booster seat and once the child was on the sidewalk between then, she slipped her tiny hand into his, the other in her mother’s. Something shifted in his chest when he looked down at the little redhead and she smiled up at him.

“Mommy,” she said as they made their way up the stoop steps to his aunt’s front door. “Did you make enough cupcakes for me to have two?”

“We’ll see,” Freddie said. “It depends on how many people are here and how well you do with eating your dinner.”

“I’ll be good. Promise. I just hope they don’t have carrots.” She looked back up at Chance. “I don’t like carrots. I don’t like any orange food.”

He pressed her hand and said, “Me, neither.”

“Really?”

Her wide, blue-eyed wonder, made him laugh. “Can’t stand them.”

“Wow. I thought all grownups ate carrots.”

Chance rang the doorbell. “Not this one.” He took a deep breath when the lock shifted.

“Relax,” Freddie said.

“Impossible.”

The door was thrown open wide and his aunt pulled him into her arms, then pushed him away to do the same to Freddie. When it was Dawn’s turn to receive the exuberant welcome, he felt her body press against his leg, her little hand still holding tight to his. In a heartbeat, he picked up her so she wouldn’t have to be engulfed in his aunt’s killer grip and said, “It smells great in here. When are we eating?”

He caught Freddie’s dramatic eye roll as she presented the box filled with the cupcakes she’d baked to his aunt.

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Reflections on a booksigning; #romanticon2022 #writerslife

If you follow this blog, you know yesterday I posted a picture taken of me at this past weekend’s ROMANTICON 2022 held in Trumbull, CT.

Driving home early Sunday morning I had private time to reflect on a few things about the event, and myself.

First, if you know anything about me you know I am basically a hermit. I have friends – I’m not a social pariah, hahaha -but I tend I stay home a lot, work on my writing, take care of my hubby and dog, and see my daughter and her family. I don’t PEOPLE well. Truthfully, I am a loner/hermit/introvert as many writers are. But when we do an event like a book signing, we have to BE ON. By that I mean we have to smile, engage readers, and generally make ourselves liked.

This is hard for me. So hard. I’d never make a salesperson. I’d be fired the first day because I simply can not sell anything. I never want to be bothered by salespeople when I shop ( which isn’t often) so I wouldn’t want to impose myself on others if the shoe were on the other foot. Having to hawk my books and myself is so alien a concept to me, it’s a wonder I sell anything at all. Luckily, I have a following and am told I can be engaging when I try. Which isn’t often, but necessary when it is.

So.

Enough about me.

The event is put on by writer Kitty Berry and she and her amazing corps of volunteers did a fantastic job. Everything moved swimmingly, door prizes were given out to the joy of many, the food at the brunch was good and the check-in table moved smoothly along.

All in all, a very professionally run event and one which I will return to next year.

Not only because of the readers but my fellow authors as well.

As authors, we do something most of our friends and family don’t do. Many times they don’t want to hear about the trouble we are having with our characters, or that we can’t get our word counts in because of disruptions. The only people who can relate to those lamentations are other writers because they are suffering through the same issues. In essence, they walk the walk and talk the talk of books, characters, marketing, sales slumps, and best sellers’ lists. So seeing so many of my writing friends after 2 years of covid isolation and cancellations was….amazing.

Truly.

It was life-affirming and career motivating. Just to be in a room with 50+ other people who do what I do and know what I go through each and every day was simply…gratifying. The readers were the cherry on top of that beautiful cake.

So, I’m back in my writing cave until the next event/book signing. I think I have 4 more this year. 2023 already has 6 booked with the option to do 2 more at least.

I’ll need to practice my social skills until then…

Happy reading, peeps. get those Summer reading lists moving (hopefully with a book or 2 from me!)

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New Chapters are live on UNDER HIS PROTECTION, my #interactivegame on the #Chaptersgame app; #TWRP

Have you been playing along on my new interactive game, Under his Protection? I have and it’s a hoot!!!

UNDER HIS PROTECTION is based on my romantic suspense book from the Wild Rose Press A PRIDE OF BROTHERS: RICK. If you read on your phone, you can also read the book on the KISS app.

Here’s the official game blurb and two of the choices you can have your H/H if you play the game:

Abby Laine: A tough family lawyer who isn’t afraid to fight for her clients.

Rick Bannerman: An ex-marine who owns his own security firm. He had a crush on Abby Laine since their almost-kiss the year before.

And from the book:

Elite bodyguard and P.I. Rick Bannerman’s job is to protect. He doesn’t get emotional with his clients, but when a woman from his past is threatened, his next job becomes personal.

Family lawyer Abigail Laine is the target of a client’s vengeful husband, but refuses Rick’s offer of protection. He walked away from her four years ago, and she swore to forget him.

Now her reluctance to accept his help could cost Abby her life.

Honestly, could my life be more exciting??!!
Rhetorical, question, peeps!!!

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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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ROMANTICON 2022 Here I come!!!

I’m just about to get into the car and head for Trumbull, CT for the start of ROMANTICON 2022! This is my first time attending the event and I am uberstoked – my first book signing since Covie kicked the world’s ass ( and mine!)

Tickets are still available and will be at the door, as well. Here’s the info: ROMANTICON

It promises to be a fun day for everyone. 75+ romance authors all hawking our books, giving out swag, and making new friends and readers!

There is a huge door prize raffle with 5 winners!!! you have to be there to be present, so come early and stay til it’s over.

These are the books I’ll have available, so find me at my new hot pink banner to pick one ( or many!) up.

Mix and Match

The Sheriff & the Psychic

Balance

A pride of Brothers: AIDEN

A Pride of Brothers: RICK

Fixing Christmas ( DICKENS)

Holiday Kisses & Angel Wishes ( DICKENS)

Chance ( LAST MAN STANDING)

Merry’s Ghost Romantic Hauntings 1

The haunting of Wilton June Romantic hauntings 2

Dirty Damsels

See ya Saturday, kids!!!!

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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?

Add it to your GOODREADS To Be read list

Review it on Book Bub and Amazon

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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