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Loving Boone is Now Available!
Today is my mother's birthday. If she had lived, she would have been 62. It's difficult for me to imagine what life would be like if my mother had survived the leukemia that killed her. She passed away at the age of 31.
My mother was a major influence in the 11 years that I knew her. Her loving hand has guided me during my entire life, even beyond her living years. She was an avid reader and I discovered years after she died that she had made several attempts at writing fiction. I believe had she lived, she may have one day written and possibly published her work.
She may be gone, but she will never be forgotten. As a teenager, I followed in her footsteps as a reader. And without realizing it at the time, I also followed her path to writing.
Now, here I am, decades later publishing my work on her birthday.
Yes, that was planned. In honor of my mother.
Here's my birthday gift to my mom. I hope she can read it in Heaven. For I surely know, wherever she is, there's a large stack of romance novels nearby.
Loving Boone
A Cougar Shifter Paranormal Romance
Cougar Shifters Book #1
Beth-Ann Miller returns to her Tennessee mountain home to find chaos erupting between her survivalist family and their shape-shifting neighbors. Her father is convinced the were-cougar clan is responsible for the murders occurring in their area and interrogates one of the shifters, Boone Evans, her childhood sweetheart. When Boone declares several members of his shifter family have gone missing including his little brother, Beth-Ann suspects someone else is behind both the murders and abductions.Boone never epected to see Beth-Ann again. When she frees him from her father's cabin and promises to help find his brother, Boone doesn't plan on rekindling their passionate love affair or facing the pain of past mistakes. Nor does he plan on coming face to face with the man responsible for altering his family's life forever.
With men hunting the were-cougars, can Beth-Ann and Boone risk all to have a future together? Or is loving Boone too high a price to pay?
Excerpt:
Boone returned her stare, his green-eyed gaze boring fiercely into her heart, her father's rage reflected in his gaze. It wounded her to see him look at her with such fury.
Although they hadn't parted on the best of terms when she left for college, she had done nothing to hurt his people. And she didn't believe her father would either.
But Boone stared at her with such accusation, he didn't need to verbalize his thoughts.
She was one of them.
Beth-Ann parted her lips, trying to think of something appropriate to say. Nothing seemed right. What words could she say to fix this? To fix what happened between them.
There was nothing.
So, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders.
When she opened her eyes, he remained straining against his bonds and staring as if he wanted to cut her apart.
But this was Boone.
He'd never hurt her.
She stepped forward. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her Uncle Travis about to protest, but she raised her hand to silence him. She stopped when she was an arm's length away from Boone.
He kept his gaze fastened with hers, not even blinking as she approached.
Beth-Ann gently pushed a few sweat-soaked strands of hair out of his face so she could view his injuries better.
She gasped at the blood seeping from several cuts on his cheeks and around his eyes. Redness discolored his cheekbones from the impact of her father's fists and swelling was not far behind.
His face was going to be one big bruise.
Even as she stared, the flesh around his left eye was growing puffy.
"You're going to need ice," she muttered, more to herself than to him.
"I'm going to need that knife," he answered, nodding to the dagger still sunk into the floorboards.
"Not here," she said with a shake of her head. Her father wouldn't kill him. It wasn't in his nature. "No one will hurt you here."
"Not anymore?"
She flinched.
This wasn't the Boone she left behind. It was as if she gazed into a stranger's face expecting to see the boy she remembered. He might look the same, but his eyes had changed. His soul had changed. He'd been wounded in ways she couldn't comprehend.
And he had it right. Despite her beliefs, he'd been hurt by her father's hand. Geoffrey already inflicted injuries on him that might have killed a normal human.
But Boone wasn't human, was he?
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