Now available for pre-order The Lord Meets His Lady by Gina Conkle   Lord Marcus Bowles has stained his family’s reputation for the last time. Only after spending a scandal-free year restoring some far-flung property can this second son return in good graces. But Marcus isn’t one to abandon a lone damsel on a dark country lane. One stolen kiss and Genevieve Turner’s handsome midnight savior disappears. Typical. No...

The Lord Meets His Lady [Midnight Meetings, book 3]   Lord Marcus Bowles has stained his family’s reputation for the last time. Only after spending a scandal-free year restoring some far-flung property can this second son return in good graces. But Marcus isn’t one to abandon a lone damsel on a dark country lane. One stolen kiss and Genevieve Turner’s handsome midnight savior disappears. Typical. No matter, Gen is...

To Steal a Viking Bride By Gina Conkle       Wars and weddings were alike in her father’s longhouse…celebrations marked with roast venison, rose hip mead, and raucous laughter. And much revelry. Except the old women. They drank quietly, their aged eyes fixed on the fire pit. Eira’s cheek brushed the lattice leather curtain she stood behind. She tried to read their faces through a break in the weave. What secrets did the elders...

  Please welcome Guest Writer, Dawn Bartley as she shares her WIP   Regan’s instincts were right. The houses he passed were closer together and soon the numerous trees parted to give way to the view of the spreading bay of Lake Superior before the road dropped into Mills Bay, the town nestled at its shore. Now he just needed to find the hardware store. In a town this size, he couldn’t imagine there being more than one. Driving...

    “I know why I like working alone,” he said. Her wide mouth stretched in a flat smile. “But today you’re looking for the treasure with me.” He almost laughed at having his own words tossed back at him, except his eyes itched and his body ached. Lack of sleep weakened him. His hand gripped and re-gripped his shield’s leather strap. It was all he could do to stop himself from dragging Sestra off to a soft grassy place, laying...