After being away ten years, Holly Foster was back in Pine Mountain, Arizona. As a teenager, she’d had a crush on her then step-brother Drake Cox. It was time to figure out if she still had feelings for the rugged Chief of Police.
When someone empties the town’s bank accounts almost everyone believes Drake’s uncle Max is behind the theft. After all he’s been a screw up and con man most of his life. But Holly is just as sure he didn’t do it. When Max turns up dead, she plans on proving he didn’t take the money with the evidence he left behind. First she has to find it.
Drake is just as determined to keep her out of his case. He’d waited a long time for her to come home, he wasn’t going to let a thief and killer harm her now.
Every cruise has its share of drunks, but missing wallets and jewelry is an entirely different matter. Is the current shipboard drunk involved? Lizzie O’Connell doesn’t think so. Convincing Dean Templin, the head of security, isn’t easy though. He wants her to stay out of his investigation. As a dancer onboard the Sea Star, it isn’t her job to find a thief.
But what’s she supposed to do when she’s given the message that someone onboard is going to be killed? How can she stay on the sidelines waiting for something horrible to happen? Investigating on the sly gets her in trouble with Dean as well as a killer. After two attempts on her life, Dean must work with her to keep her safe before another body turns up.
Life in a small town is supposed to be simple, but Parker was finding it exactly the opposite. More than a year after inheriting her great-aunt’s estate, she thought all of her questions had been answered. But that wasn’t the case. There was a steady stream of income still coming in to the estate account. Trying to find out where the money was coming from was an act of futility. The new manager at the bank wouldn’t release any information.
A “foreigner from New York” was trying to buy up farms around the small town, but he wouldn’t say what his plans were. When Parker found the man dead not far from her farm house, gossip began swirling again.
After two more murders, with all the evidence pointing to Parker, she was ready to fight. She just didn’t know who she was fighting. Who would benefit if she was convicted of murder? Or was there another motive?
After spending three weeks in rehab following knee surgery, Gwen Mason’s great aunt is diagnosis with dementia. How could something like that happen so fast? Why did the court appoint a guardian to oversee Bess’s health care and finances when Gwen has Power of Attorney? Something fishy was going on, and it was beginning to smell.
Working with Jake, a friend from college, Gwen tries to figure out what is going on at Shady Acres. Dementia doesn’t happen overnight. Were there drugs that would cause the dementia-like symptoms Bess was suffering? Who would do something like that? What was the purpose?
Things turn deadly when someone at Shady Acres ends up dead on the floor of Bess’s room. Who was next? What did Bess know that certain people were willing to kill to keep secret?
After being beaten and left in the desert to die, a young woman is rescued by a bunch of teenagers on ATV’s. It’s unknown who she is, or if she’ll even live long enough to tell who did this to her.
When her attacker realizes she’s in the hospital in Phoenix, he must figure out a way to prevent her from waking up from a coma. But he’s too late. She wakes up in the hospital with no memory of what happened to her, who did it, or even who she is. His attempts to rid himself of the threat she presents are all thwarted. How many more will she be able to survive? Will Detective Rex Booker be able to catch the killer before he strikes a third time? He doesn’t want to find out which saying will come true: Third Time Is a Charm or Three Strikes and You’re Out.
Murder doesn’t happen often in the small town of Bisbee, Arizona. When it does, the police are eager to pass it off as a suicide. Jillian Connors isn’t willing to let that stand. She is convinced her sister, Claire, didn’t kill herself, and she’s willing to pay for the autopsy to prove it. Someone else is just as determined to stop that from happening.
While falling in love with Jillian, Detective Dan Tobin is willing to help her as long as she doesn’t get involved in the investigation. He doesn’t want the same thing to happen to her.
When a second person is found dead, there is little doubt about the cause this time. Dr. Murphy was shot execution style and the drugs in his office are missing. What does this have to do with Claire’s death?
Jillian doesn’t believe in ghosts, but when furniture is moved around in the old house every time she leaves, she has to decide if it is really the ‘resident ghost’, or a flesh and blood ghost trying to scare her away. Jillian and Dan need to find the answers before someone succeeds in ending the investigation with Jillian’s death.
Beginning her law enforcement career in a small town cop shop isn’t exactly what CJ Cummings hoped it would be. Corruption rides just below the surface of Backward, Texas, but no one wants to admit there is anything wrong.
Domestic violence is ignored, a member of a biker gang tries to burn down the local diner with her inside, several teenage girls have turned up missing, and most of those who are supposed to have her back don’t want her on their all-male force. What other sinister things are lurking below the surface?
Tate Wolfe has returned home from the Army. He is as mysterious as he is handsome. He’s reluctant to talk about the missing girls, and wants CJ to stay out of things, but she doesn’t understand why.
When her life is nearly ended in a motorcycle accident, he can no longer deny his feelings for her. Still, he can’t reveal what he knows about what is going on in town.
How can she convince him to let her in on what’s happening there.
The murder of Quinn Reed’s husband throws her life into turmoil. He left her buried in debt with no foreseeable way out. Who would murder him? Had he been into something illegal, or was he just a cheating husband? She had no answers.
When the boy she had loved in high school reenters her life, her already topsy-turvy world is turned upside down again. Is Sergio DeCosta the same sweet person she had known seven years ago or a cold blooded killer as the police believe? Her heart didn't want to believe the latter, but could she trust her heart? She was discovering her husband wasn't what he seemed when they met, so how could she trust that Sergio wasn't hiding something sinister as well? Finding “nanny cams” in her house, she’s at a loss at who would want to spy on her. After she’s beaten and left unconscious, she has no one to turn to but Sergio. Even the police can’t protect her from an unknown assailant. As more people in her life turn up dead, it’s up to her to figure it out before she joins the others in the morgue.
Watching a television show, Becca Dutton is certain she’s seen the man the FBI is looking for in Flanagan’s Gap, Arizona, a small mountain town of less than six hundred people where she and her mother own and operate the general store.
Mrs. Dutton is just as certain she’s mistaken; pointing out the man she has seen is much younger than the fugitive the FBI is looking for. Becca can’t let go of the feeling he’s somewhere around, especially with the petty thefts the town has recently been experiencing. Does that mean there is more than one man living in the forest surrounding their town?
All of her life, Becca has heard about The Hermit living in the woods. He’d never caused any trouble for the people in town, leaving wood carvings when he took food or clothing he can’t make or grow for himself. Becca is sure the current trouble they’ve been having is due to the fugitive, not The Hermit who has disappeared from the forest.
When her store and home are destroyed, it becomes clear someone has targeted her and the town. Who is behind all their troubles? Will they figure it out before it’s too late?
When Jennifer Miller's parents are brutally murdered she knows who killed them, but who would believe her? After all, she's only fourteen. Besides, his fingerprints and DNA are supposed to be in the house since he lives there. When the social worker charged with taking care of her is found dead in her bathtub, Jennifer knows it's only a matter of time before he comes for her. Her only option is to dis-appear before that can happen.
Fourteen years later Casey Gibson returns to Phoenix. Now a Forensics Scientist, with a new identity and appearance, she hopes to catch the monster who killed her parents, and so many others, before he catches her.
She isn't alone this time. Others care about her, and are willing to listen and believe what she has to say. Especially the young boy, now a grown man and a policeman, who never forgot the young girl who disappeared. She just has to learn to trust them and herself.
When Parker Evans inherits a farm in Iowa from a great-aunt she never knew, she is confronted with a past she knew little about, finds a new home, a grandmother who loves her, unearths the answers to a sixty year old mystery, and finds a love directed from beyond the grave.
Once in Iowa, Parker discovers she has to live in the house for a year before actually inheriting: a house with no electricity, no running water, and no bathrooms. She can remodel the house, but she can’t move out.
Parker's first encounter with many in town, including her grandfather, is nothing less than strange. People stare with something close to fear, or step off the sidewalk to avoid her. She tries to chalk it up to small town prejudice against strangers. But is it?
The contractor, Shep Baker, is a tall, slow talking cowboy from Texas. Where did he fit into all that was going on? Determined to discover why Rosie left all this to her, and why she became a tyrant, Parker digs into the family’s history; a history no one wants dug up.Rosie left behind hundreds of journals, giving some of the answers Parker’s searching, but she feels certain her grandfather could fill in a lot of the blanks. Would he finally tell what had happened all those years ago?
When vandals first began plaguing Skylar Bishop’s boutique winery in southeastern Arizona, she hoped it was just bored teenagers out for mischief. When it turned violent, she knew better. The middle of the night call confirmed her suspicions. Someone was going to take revenge on her father by ruining her. But who was he? Why had he waited thirty years to come after her father? She’d been building her winery in New Haven for five years, why had he waited until now to exact his scheme of revenge?Finding the man doing this won’t be easy; after all the authorities believe he’s dead. Who will look for him or even know who to look for. He’s managed to remake himself while staying under law enforcement's radar. As the revenge escalates and becomes more violent, Deputy Greg Wilkenson has to keep Skylar and others he cares about safe from the unknown maniac. Will they figure it out in time?
I was nine years old when my family moved to Arizona from Iowa in a converted school bus. I still live there with my husband, Paul. We have two daughters, two sons-in-law, and five wonderful grandchildren.
My husband and I are now retired and we enjoy traveling to all our favorite places on our Honda Goldwing trike. We've gone to South Dakota, Iowa, Colorado, Washington state, and Wyoming, all on the trike. There is always a new place to see. Remember: "It's not the destination, it's the ride."
Reading and crocheting are two of my favorite pastimes I enjoy when I'm relaxing, sometimes doing them both at the same time. I enjoy reading many types of books, but mysteries, spy thrillers, and romantic suspense are my favorite. Even as a preteen my best friend and I saw a mystery behind every bush or maybe creeping down the hall in our empty house. I've always enjoyed making up stories while I traveled with my family, even as a young girl. Doing housework provided time to make up stories in my head. I've always wanted to put my stories on paper or the computer, now I'm able to independently publish them.
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