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Meet Will and Becca Parsons, who ve lived in Shelter Valley, Arizona, all their lives. Shelter Valley means everything to them. Home. Family. Security. Love. Everything that matters is right there in that town.
Will and Becca have been married for 20 years. It s a good marriage a contented marriage marred by only one disappointment: their inability to have children. But their dream of a baby has gradually been replaced by other interests, other goals.
In any case, Will and Becca are in their 40s now.
It s too late for babies.
Except it s not. Because Becca s pregnant. And that reality throws their carefully ordered lives into complete disarray.
A baby after all these years.
She’s not who she says she is! Tory Evans is living her sister’s life. Christine is dead, murdered by Tory’s vengeful ex-husband, and now – for her own survival – Tory has taken on Christine’s identity. Her name, her job, her new home in Shelter Valley, Arizona.
He’s reinventing his life. Ben Sanders is a divorced father who’s come to Shelter Valley to resume the education that was interrupted years before. He’s intrigued by one of his professors, the woman he knows as Christine Evans. She’s smart, she’s beautiful – and she’s hiding something. She’s also off-limits.
Despite that, despite the secrecy and the danger, Tory and Ben are drawn to each other. Second chances really do exist. Especially in a place like Shelter Valley…
What’s missing in Miranda Parson’s life? Nothing, she thinks–until she meets handsome, caring veterinarian Zack Foster and discovers an intense desire that shakes her safe and familiar world. Trouble is, a heart-weary Zack prefers his romances short and sweet and isn’t looking for commitment to any woman. Yet the longing that ignited between them couldn’t be resisted for long. But for true love there needs to be true risk–so will Zack and Miranda’s quiet lives ever be the same again…?
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September 13th: Launch
September14th: Katie’s Clean Book Collection & Reading Is My SuperPower
September 15th: Mythical Books & Mel’s Shelves
September 16th: Teatime and Books & deal sharing aunt
September 17th: underneath the covers & The Written Adventure
September 18th: Zerina Blossom’s Books, Stormy Nights Reviewing & Bloggin’, & Harlie’s Books
September 20th: Grand Finale
The author of more than 70 original novels, in twenty languages, Tara Taylor Quinn is a USA Today bestseller with over six million copies sold. She is known for delivering deeply emotional and psychologically astute novels of suspense and romance. Tara is a recipient of the Reader’s Choice Award, a five time finalist for the RWA Rita Award, the Reviewer’s Choice Award, the Bookseller’s Best Award and appears frequently on bestseller lists, including #1 placement on Amazon lists. Tara is the past-president of Romance Writers of America and served eight years on that board of directors. She has appeared on national and local TV across the country, including CBS Sunday Morning and is a frequent guest speaker. In her spare time Tara likes to travel, climb Arizona mountains, and inline skate.
Tara is a supporter of the National Domestic Violence Hotline. If you or someone you know might be a victim of domestic violence in the United States, please contact 1-800-799-7233.
GRAND PRIZE (to one winner): An eBook set of books 5 through 14 of the Shelter Valley Stories (Just Around the Corner, Born In the Valley, Sheriff of Shelter Valley, Nothing Sacred, Somebody’s Baby, Sophie’s Secret, Full Contact, It’s Never Too Late, Second Time’s the Charm, and The Moment of Truth) – INT
Print books of the last three books in the Shelter Valley Stories (The Shelter Valley Scholarship books: It’s Never Too Late, Second Time’s the Charm, and The Moment of Truth) – US only to one winner
e-book set of Born in the Valley and Sheriff of Shelter Valley – INT to one winner
Ends September 25th
~ Excerpt ~
Trailing through her house, leaving lights on in her wake, Miranda Parsons frowned. Why did she have this odd empty feeling?
She’d painted her living room last summer; she’d bought a luscious daybed ensemble with matching everything for her spare bedroom over Thanksgiving. And now, during Christmas break, she’d given the kitchen a coat of yellow paint, papered the wall in the breakfast alcove with wildflowers and hung curtains.
Her little house was finally done as she’d envisioned when she’d bought it eighteen months before. She should be feeling satisfied. Complete.
Making her way down the hall, she scrutinized the master bedroom and en suite bathroom carefully for anything amiss. The maroon comforter and pillow shams, the plush towels in the bathroom, the hand-woven tapestry rug on the bedroom floor were all as they should be. As she wanted them.
She loved this house.
So what was missing?
It was Tuesday morning, the second of January. She had another week off before she had to report back to school, once again taking up her position as women’s athletic director at the university. Though she’d been hoping to get to Phoenix for several rounds of golf with some friends, it was equally important to make sure her living space was just right. She could do more here if she needed to.
If only the place would speak up, tell her what to do. There certainly wasn’t anyone else here to give her any suggestions.
Randi wandered outside. Shelter Valley’s blue skies and sunshine she took for granted, though she loved them, too. Even a temperature of 65 degrees in January was a given. The tiny patch of grass in her front yard was as green and verdant as it should be. The stucco finish on the house looked great.
Sitting on the boulder in her front yard—a costly bit of landscaping she was very happy with—Randi folded her arms and surveyed her property. Yep. She was still certain the place suited her.
So why in hell didn’t she feel complete?
She could get a pet.
Maybe she needed Surround Sound. She was no electrician, but surely one of her brothers could be prevailed upon for his expertise. There had to be some benefit in putting up with the four of them.
Will was out—he was too busy being important at the university. And spending every spare minute of his life with his adorable baby girl.
Randi was spending a lot of spare minutes with the little miracle herself.
So maybe Paul could help her. He’d rewired his attic a few years ago. Surround Sound might be just the ticket.
Except she didn’t really want it. She was perfectly happy with her sound system.
Her neighbor passed by, walking her dog. The little thing peed on the edge of Randi’s fertilized grass.
Maybe she needed a fence.
Looking around the perimeter of her front yard, noticing how it ran right off to the sidewalk without so much as a by-your-leave, she nodded. That was it. When she was growing up, she’d always had this image of a home with a picket fence. Probably got it from watching too many reruns of The Donna Reed Show or Leave It to Beaver.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Randi slid off her boulder and went back inside. Thank goodness that was settled. She probably didn’t have time this break to install a fence, which was fine with her; she could go to Phoenix and play as good a round of golf as she was still capable of playing.
But come spring break, she’d get this done.
All her life needed was a white picket fence.