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It was an easy film shoot on an uninhabited island. What could possibly go wrong? Barrett Cavanaugh takes his small film crew to the South Pacific with the intention of resurrecting his career. But he didn't expect to fall for Dr. Rowena Abernathy, a last minute addition to the group. When he discovers the island isn't quite the paradise he'd hoped for, and things go from bad to worse, Barrett must summon his inner hero to save his friends and the new woman in his life. Out Of Focus is the first book in this romantic adventure series.

Direct To Video: A young college student, haunted by his past, hunts down a barely remembered schlock film maker he long idolized for a class project, only to discover horrific truths intertwined with his own history. The Ballerina Tattoo: An outlaw in Washington territory risks revealing his darkest secret while planning on waylaying a hired gunman. Assignment At Wilbur: Accompanied by a legendary gunfighter, a young reporter is sent to discount an unbelievable story in Washington state's rural frontier, only to learn how real the terror is. Highway Through Hell: I Am Not Your Mugwump!

Attorney Alistair Burke has landed his first major client: a shapeshifter accused of a murder he did not commit. If that wasn't bad enough, while keeping the existence of magical beings a secret, Alistair finds himself entangled in a slaver's plot to capture and kill local supernaturals to use their power for necromantic magic. When his friends go missing, Alistair knows it's up to him to save them. This would be so much easier if he were anything but a mundane human, but he will not allow his friends to die...

Xander was raising his five nieces and nephews. For Sage, that was a deal breaker. He was the bakery guy. The very nice man who bought his aunt’s bakery in the tiny town of Castle Springs. Sage instantly liked him the day they met, though she found him a bit annoying. But that adorable crooked smile of his was charming enough to overcome any annoying things he might say or do. Then she found out about the kids.

Most consumers agree their service experiences with hospitals, clinics, and physicians fall well short of their service experiences with hotels, resorts, and restaurants. So, what would their experiences be like if healthcare providers served them the same way hospitality providers do? Given that both industries share many common service touchpoints, one wonders whether healthcare service providers could adopt principles of hospitality to enhance the patient experience. The insights shared in this book reveal the answer: yes!

The story of Echoes of the Forgotten was born from a fascination with places that hold more than they reveal. I have always been drawn to the idea that a house or a stretch of land can carry the weight of its history—untold stories lingering in the air, waiting to be uncovered. Pine Drive and the Duck Pond became the perfect backdrop for a tale about the unseen connections between the past and the present, where a seemingly abandoned house holds dark secrets tied to the land itself.

J.T. never quite got over the painful breakup with his ex-girlfriend, Joey. So finding out she moved in next door leaves him with mixed feelings. Joey has moved back to Castle Springs after a six-year absence to renovate the old Bradford place and turn it into a Bed and Breakfast. When she bought the place, she had no idea J.T. O’Connell was building his new home on the adjacent property. But the deal is done and there’s no going back on it now.

It’s one thing to wake up in New Mexico and not remember how you got there or why you were there. It’s quite another to realize you also have no idea who you are. It was the face of an angel that saved him from panicking. A guardian angel, that is, in the form of a nurse named Ember. She was a light in a very dark tunnel and she decided to call him John Sherlock.

There was something about the small house in the Indiana woods that wasn’t quite right. At first Cathy Ballard thought it was the size. But she and her husband were soon to learn it was something beyond earthly dimensions. Like the bulging doors...the taunting voices...the heart-wrenching vision of a hollow-eyed, spectral boy...the rapacious monsters in human form. The house was haunted by angry, restless ghosts—both the victims and the perpetrators of past, unspeakable acts.