Unexpected Love
Three strong
women are willing to do anything, include taking on the Mafia, to preserve the
last White Oak Forest in Iowa.
Helen has lived and protected the property
for most of her long life, but she’s dying and needs to find a new caretaker.
Her Mafia crazed sons wish to raze down the forest to make themselves
billionaires. She locates an avid hiker in New Jersey with the love and money
to take over the woods.
Megan is convinced her lottery win came
with a curse. The day she receives Helen’s offer to buy her woods she also
learns a serial killer has her in his sight, so she changes her identity, moves
to Iowa, and buys Helen’s forest. While the Mafia Don, Benito Campinelli, would
not order a hit on his own mother, Megan is fair game.
Tess, the granddaughter of Helen, has
lived with her grams since her father tried to force her to marry a Chicago
Mafia Don when she turned sixteen. Under Grams’ guidance, she learned how to
care for the forest. To protect Tess from being forced to sell the lands to her
father, Megan turned the lands into a State Park with the caveat that Tess will
become the forest manager once she gets her Master’s degree. Until then, she will
assist the person in charge.
Together
these women can take on anything, but what happens when Tess is on her own?
Contemporary
Suspense/Romance
Blurb
Megan
Clarke had a good life until she wins the Mega Times Lottery and discovers the
prize comes with a curse. Worse than the many money-hungry suitors, a serial
killer has her in his sight. She changes her name and moves to Iowa with plans
to buy their last major forest of white oaks and turn it into a State Park.
Unfortunately,
the Lottery Curse doesn't stop at state lines and someone there wants her dead,
as well. Good thing a disturbingly handsome law officer is just as determined
to keep her alive.
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Contemporary
Suspense/Sweet Romance
Blurb
Tess Campbell is a mafia princess who wants
nothing to do with her dangerous family. She’d rather spend her life making Grams' forest the best state park in Iowa.
Alistair Castile, aka Steel, is a British
prince, his archeological career in ruins due to his promiscuous nature. He’s
hired on as forest manager of Tess’s woods and quickly falls in love with the
charming young woman, so different from the socialites of his world.
Only there are several serious barriers between
them: Steel’s career cannot withstand another scandal and Tess’s father will
kill anyone who gets in the way of his daughter marrying a Chicago mobster.
Excerpt for Unexpected
Love
By the time
Tess climbed in the car, she was perilously late. She drove the pot-holed road as fast as she dared, but she
saw no chance of making up the time.
She arrived
at the airport at 6:16 p.m. “Please let
the plane be late,” she said to the ceiling of her car. She wondered if God
would realize she was talking to him. Since she hadn’t spoken to God since her
mother died, he probably had no clue who she was.
By the time
she parked her car and made it inside, it was 6:28, and according to the board,
the plane had arrived at 6:02.
“Shit!’ she
yelled and held up her sign with Dr. Castile’s name. She waved it about as she
hurried to the luggage carousels. She
rechecked the board to determine which luggage
loop she needed to haunt.
She’d made
it two-thirds of the way around the carousel when someone gripped her arm and
turned her around. An annoyed, blond Adonis with long hair pulled into a
ponytail, wearing tight jeans and a tweed jacket, glared at her. “Gads, woman!
I’ve been chasing you through the whole bloody airport!”
His English
accent reminded her of James Bond, but his attitude wasn’t nearly so polite.
“Shouldn’t
you stand in one place and let your passenger come to you?” he demanded.
Dear God, this couldn’t be her new boss.
Surely, Mr. Barkman wouldn’t send a hippie to Grams’ house. “Are you Doctor Alastair Castile?” Please say no.
He rubbed
his temple. “Why else would I chase you all over the airport?” His gaze swept
up and down, taking her in. “I must presume you are new to your occupation, and
no one has taken the trouble to train you.”
Great, a misogynist. But he sure as hell didn’t
look like a doctor. “May I
see your passport please?”
“I beg your
pardon?” His voice had a decided chill to it.
“To prove
you really are Dr. Alastair Castile.”
“Surely,
you jest.”
“You can
either show me your passport or move on. You’re too young to have a doctorate,
and you look more like a male model than a forest manager, so I’m thinking this
is some stupid frat prank.”
Tess turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm
again. When she turned, an obnoxious smirk formed on his lips as he shoved his
passport under her nose.
Opening the
passport, she read Dr. Alastair Bastion
Castile.
God knows her, all right, and he’s clearly
pissed as hell.
About the Author
Liza
O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods
every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she
learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in
Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia,
dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four
river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in
watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has
and always will be writing novels.
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