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My good friend, Stacey Joy Netzel, and I have jumped into the self-publishing pool with both feet, holding hands! We've uploaded the first four stories of our original Welcome to Redemption series, re-edited with additional content (i.e. love scenes *grin*). We also wrote two Brand NEW stories to continue the series with Home Is Where the Heart Is, Book 5, and The Heart Of the Matter, Book 6.
All six are available on Amazon Kindle, and for other eReaders, for only $0.99 each. That's 6 stories for less than $6.00! If you've read the first four, you'll definitely want Books 5 & 6.
Now the good news - from now until July 31st, 2011, if you buy the first 4 Books of the Welcome to Redemption Series, we'll give you the two NEW books for FREE! (If you don't have an ereader, you can still download them to read on your computer.)
To receive your free book coupons, after you've purchased the first four stories, all you need to do is email DonnaMarieRogers(at)aol(dot)com the names of the four people the first four stories are dedicated to. (Coupons will be sent out no later than the first week in August.).
Find them at:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/WTRseries
Smashwords: http://bit.ly/oYBrf4
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Home Is Where the Heart Is, Book 5 (cover below)
Used to the finer things in life, L.A.-born heiress Melinda Spalding is thrown for a loop when her brother suddenly relocates to the tiny Midwest town of Redemption, Wisconsin. Her parents even expand their business there and put her in charge of opening the new plant. Discovering she likes "Mayberry" and its quirky inhabitants is almost as shocking as her growing attraction to the local auto mechanic. But California is where she belongs…or is home truly where the heart is?
Drew Porter learned early on how treacherous women can be-and when snooty Lindy Spalding skids into town and nearly runs down his dog, she seems worse than most. But an unlikely bond between their pets gives Drew an intriguing glimpse behind her pretentious exterior. While his heart wonders if there's more to Miss "Hot Stuff" than meets the eye, his head tells him to run as fast as he can in the opposite direction.
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As soon as Drew pulled into Lindy's driveway, he regretted agreeing to play chauffeur. She stood on the porch with her arms crossed, her annoyance unmistakable. She dropped her arms and strode toward the truck, then stopped to glare at him through the windshield for a couple heartbeats before continuing on toward the passenger side door. Drew suddenly wished he'd brought Bo along to sit between them.
She yanked open the door and climbed in, slamming it closed with both hands. Drew was hard pressed not to laugh at her silent little tantrum.
"You're late."
He avoided her gaze as he backed out of the driveway. Damn, it was going to be a long ride into Green Bay. "Fifteen minutes. Get over it."
She buckled her seat belt and crossed her legs, one foot bouncing angrily as steam erupted from her ears. Thankfully, she ignored him for most of the ride, staring straight ahead while silently fuming. Finally, she started looking around at the scenery. A small smile even touched her lips.
"Pretty, ain't it?"
Her smile faded. It dawned on Drew that she was still angry with him from yesterday. So Hot Stuff was a grudge holder. Perfect. He let out a long, drawn out sigh as he took the 41 exit south. "We'll be there in about ten minutes. Think you can handle my company that long?"
"If only it ended there," she muttered.
"Look, you don't like me, fine. I'll drop you off at the furniture store and you can take a taxi home. Maybe if you offer the driver enough money he'll strap your mattress to the roof of the cab."
At long last, she looked at him, and Drew was taken aback by the hurt glimmering in her eyes. "You think I'm just some useless fluff ball who doesn't do anything but file my nails and buy new clothes."
"Since when do you care what I think?"
She swung her gaze away and stared back out the windshield. "I don't."
Drew came up to a stoplight and took the opportunity to study her face. He reached out and cupped her chin. "Liar. I think you care more about my opinion than you want to admit."
She jerked her chin from his grasp and pinned him with her most haughty glare. He heaved a silent sigh. How nice it would be if she just quit this whole Paris Hilton act and joined him back on planet Earth. Little Miss Silver Spoon was buried so deep in her privileged world he doubted it was possible to draw her out. And hell, who cared? She wasn't even worth the effort.
Now who's the liar, pal?
"Get over yourself, Lou, I couldn't care less what you think. You're nobody to me."
"You know damn well what my name is, lady, so say it. Call me by my name or you can take a goddamn taxi back to Redemption."
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Welcome To Redemption, where second chances don't always come easy, but if you're willing to try, anything is possible.
All six are available on Amazon Kindle, and for other eReaders, for only $0.99 each. That's 6 stories for less than $6.00! If you've read the first four, you'll definitely want Books 5 & 6.
Now the good news - from now until July 31st, 2011, if you buy the first 4 Books of the Welcome to Redemption Series, we'll give you the two NEW books for FREE! (If you don't have an ereader, you can still download them to read on your computer.)
To receive your free book coupons, after you've purchased the first four stories, all you need to do is email DonnaMarieRogers(at)aol(dot)com the names of the four people the first four stories are dedicated to. (Coupons will be sent out no later than the first week in August.).
Find them at:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/WTRseries
Smashwords: http://bit.ly/oYBrf4
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Home Is Where the Heart Is, Book 5 (cover below)
Used to the finer things in life, L.A.-born heiress Melinda Spalding is thrown for a loop when her brother suddenly relocates to the tiny Midwest town of Redemption, Wisconsin. Her parents even expand their business there and put her in charge of opening the new plant. Discovering she likes "Mayberry" and its quirky inhabitants is almost as shocking as her growing attraction to the local auto mechanic. But California is where she belongs…or is home truly where the heart is?
Drew Porter learned early on how treacherous women can be-and when snooty Lindy Spalding skids into town and nearly runs down his dog, she seems worse than most. But an unlikely bond between their pets gives Drew an intriguing glimpse behind her pretentious exterior. While his heart wonders if there's more to Miss "Hot Stuff" than meets the eye, his head tells him to run as fast as he can in the opposite direction.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As soon as Drew pulled into Lindy's driveway, he regretted agreeing to play chauffeur. She stood on the porch with her arms crossed, her annoyance unmistakable. She dropped her arms and strode toward the truck, then stopped to glare at him through the windshield for a couple heartbeats before continuing on toward the passenger side door. Drew suddenly wished he'd brought Bo along to sit between them.
She yanked open the door and climbed in, slamming it closed with both hands. Drew was hard pressed not to laugh at her silent little tantrum.
"You're late."
He avoided her gaze as he backed out of the driveway. Damn, it was going to be a long ride into Green Bay. "Fifteen minutes. Get over it."
She buckled her seat belt and crossed her legs, one foot bouncing angrily as steam erupted from her ears. Thankfully, she ignored him for most of the ride, staring straight ahead while silently fuming. Finally, she started looking around at the scenery. A small smile even touched her lips.
"Pretty, ain't it?"
Her smile faded. It dawned on Drew that she was still angry with him from yesterday. So Hot Stuff was a grudge holder. Perfect. He let out a long, drawn out sigh as he took the 41 exit south. "We'll be there in about ten minutes. Think you can handle my company that long?"
"If only it ended there," she muttered.
"Look, you don't like me, fine. I'll drop you off at the furniture store and you can take a taxi home. Maybe if you offer the driver enough money he'll strap your mattress to the roof of the cab."
At long last, she looked at him, and Drew was taken aback by the hurt glimmering in her eyes. "You think I'm just some useless fluff ball who doesn't do anything but file my nails and buy new clothes."
"Since when do you care what I think?"
She swung her gaze away and stared back out the windshield. "I don't."
Drew came up to a stoplight and took the opportunity to study her face. He reached out and cupped her chin. "Liar. I think you care more about my opinion than you want to admit."
She jerked her chin from his grasp and pinned him with her most haughty glare. He heaved a silent sigh. How nice it would be if she just quit this whole Paris Hilton act and joined him back on planet Earth. Little Miss Silver Spoon was buried so deep in her privileged world he doubted it was possible to draw her out. And hell, who cared? She wasn't even worth the effort.
Now who's the liar, pal?
"Get over yourself, Lou, I couldn't care less what you think. You're nobody to me."
"You know damn well what my name is, lady, so say it. Call me by my name or you can take a goddamn taxi back to Redemption."
* * *
Welcome To Redemption, where second chances don't always come easy, but if you're willing to try, anything is possible.
