First off… Happy Thanksgiving to all my fellow Canadians. I hope you’re stomachs are full of turkey and you had a blast catching up with family and friends. My mom made the most delicious ham and scalloped spud dinner earlier in the week so we could spend the holiday with my whole family. It’s always so nice to get some quality time with everyone.
I also I want to give thanks for everything I’ve been so lucky to receive over the past year.
I’ve been so fortunate to be able to follow the dream I’ve so desperately worked toward. I want to thank my husband for working so hard so I can stay home and raise our daughter, and pursue my dream of writing for a living. Just like everyone else we’ve been through some tough times, but we always come out on top; thankfully. That’s the reason I’m so grateful for everything we have and everything we are working so hard toward.
I’m thankful for my beautiful daughter, V. She’s spunky, funny, and creative. She keeps us on our toes and we love that about her. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t look at her and feel pride at how she’d flourished. She inspires me to be the best I can be, I want her to be proud of me and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen.
I also want to thank each and every one of you for supporting me, whether is was by purchasing my books, sharing my posts, or even spreading the news by word of mouth. I appreciate everything you guys do. I love getting feedback from all of you about my books. About how much you love the characters, how you root for them, and how you look forward to the next instalment. It makes my writing less of a job and more of adventure in how I can wow you all.
And because I appreciate you guys so much, I decided to give you all a little Thanksgiving treat…An excerpt from the upcoming third novel in my Keystone series, Unbearable. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
Without further ado…
“Can you believe this?” Kelsey Martin exclaimed. Another headline in bold splashed across the front page of the Blackford Times about another drug overdose. This was the third one this month. There was a new drug flooding the streets and it was leaving destruction and devastation in its wake.
Kelsey had grown up in Blackford and was never exposed to the hard core drugs of the bigger cities but it was slowly making its way to her quiet and quaint town. The latest victim was a local boy who she used to baby sit. She remembered him as a snot nosed little kid who would do anything to fit in and obviously that translated into peer pressure and drug use. What a shame. What a waste. The potential these kids were flushing down the drain was incomprehensible.
“I hope to God that he pulls through. I can’t even begin to imagine what his family is going through.” Kelsey crumpled the paper in frustration and tossed it into the trash can. “Well that was depressing.”
It was Saturday night and The Pint was bursting at the seams. It was just what she needed to keep her mind from the tragic news she’d just read. There wasn’t an empty seat in the house. Spring break in Blackford always proved to bring in the crowds. The college kids always made their way home and never failed to stop by their friendly neighborhood pub as a result. Kelsey had been working at The Pint for the past six years and she had worked her way up from being a bartender to the manager. The older couple who owned the bar were retired and needed someone to keep tabs on the place while they lived out their lives in Florida. She took her job very seriously and that helped contribute to its success.
With her new found responsibilities she’d made it her mission to see the business thrive and flourish. She began to advertise the specials, added a menu of pub food and planned theme nights. People loved it and flocked in from even the surrounding towns. Karaoke was one of the community’s favorite and the place was packed. Just how she liked it.
She had been going non stop since she opened and it showed no signs of slowing any time soon.
“Hey Kels? Could you do me a favor and take that table’s order?” Aubrey asked hesitantly. She was always so fun and outgoing but for some reason was acting timid and withdrawn. Kelsey snuck a peek at the table she was referring too and saw exactly why her friend was refusing to serve them.
Aubrey had a tendency to be attracted to bad boys. Bikers, rock stars, wannabe gangsters. You name it she’s tried it. Tonight it was her ex boyfriend Shawn and his cronies. They were members of the Nomad motorcycle ‘club’. Gang was more like it. She’d never had problems with them but she’d heard of some instances where things got ugly real quick.
“Sure. No problem.” Kelsey would do anything for her employees. She’d seen what condition Aubrey had been in after she’d broken it off with Shawn. The black eye was hard to cover even with the most expensive makeup. The urge to call the police was strong but Aubrey made her promise to not say anything. She had begrudgingly agreed.
She grabbed a pad of paper and headed over. Determined to keep Aubrey out of Shawn’s grimy reach. She approached the group and pasted on a smile that she definitely didn’t feel.
“Hey boys! What can I getcha?” The conversation stopped immediately and Shawn looked up abruptly when he realized Aubrey wasn’t serving them. He sat back in his chair and crossed his leather bound arms across his broad chest, a sneer pasted across his bearded face.
“Where’s Aubrey?” A toothpick hung haphazardly from the corner of his mouth and threatened to drop at a moments notice.
“She’s busy but I can take your order.” She smiled sweetly.
“We’ll wait.” Without another word he leaned forward and rested his forearms on the table. Completely dismissing her as he resumed conversation with his friends.
“Then you’ll be waiting for a long time because there’s no way she’s coming to serve you.” She was sick of playing nice, this asshole needed to know his place.
“What did you say?” A mask of disbelief splashed across his face. He acted as if no one had ever stood up against him before let alone a woman.
“You heard me.” The tension between them was tangible. The rest of the men at the table began to bristle with agitation. She could feel the entire bar’s eyes on her, the weight of their gazes felt like a ton of bricks.
Shawn stared at her for a long moment before he reached up and removed the chewed toothpick from his mouth. A malicious smile crept across his face, it didn’t fail to sicken her stomach. How many times had he looked at Aubrey like this? She felt nauseous at the very thought of it.
He shoved his chair back violently, it fell to the ground and landed with a bang. Her heart threatened to leap from her chest as adrenaline coursed through her veins. The bravado she felt prior to this was definitely starting to dwindle. She took a deep breath and stood her ground as he approached. The man stood over six feet tall, nearly dwarfing her. He stopped right in front of her and leaned forward until they were face to face.
“Listen bitch…” He waved his finger in front of her face, spittle gathered at the corners of his mouth. Damn near frothing. But before he could continue Kelsey heard heavy footfalls approaching fast.
Shawn must have realized they had company because he looked over her shoulder and stood as tall as he could. She didn’t need to turn around to see who it was, it didn’t take a genius to guess. The shadow the man was casting damn near eclipsed Shawn. A stark expression of fear swept across the asshole’s face. There was only one man that was capable of that and that was Tucker Peters.
“Wh.. what do you want?” Shawn stuttered. Kelsey could feel the warmth of Tucker’s body heat against her back, she sighed in pleasure. “This has nothing to do with you.” He finally finished.
“Actually it has everything to do with me.” Tucker placed his massive hands on her shoulders and gently moved her out of the way. “You made it my business when you started threatening a woman.” With one giant step Tucker was face to face with the biker. “And from what I understand you like to hit women.” He placed his fist in his hand and cracked every knuckle and repeated with the other hand. “I don’t tolerate that bullshit.”
Shawn’s friends all began to stand one by one, there was no way they would allow their buddy to get the shit kicked out of him. They were notorious for not fighting fair but what they didn’t know was even if they did jump in Tucker would annihilate every single one of them. The entire bar had gone silent, you could’ve heard a pin drop.
“I don’t want no trouble.” Todd held his hands up in defense and took a shaky step back. His friends took the hint and back off as well.
“Then grab your shit and go.”
He nodded at Tucker and slipped past him, his friends followed his lead. The bell above the door signaled their departure. Kelsey turned back to Tucker and watched as he clenched and unclenched his hands repeatedly.
She took a tentative step forward and laced her fingers in with his. He inhaled deeply and turned to look at her. All tension eased from his shoulders and he flashed her the most dazzling smile she’d ever seen. As much as she hated to admit it his devilish grins made her weak in the knees.
“You okay?” His question dripped with concern.
“You know it.” She gave his hand a gentle squeeze and smiled. “Thanks for the help.” He gave her a quick wink and moved in for a hug. Which if you thought about it was kind of funny. She was getting a hug from a six and a half foot grizzly shifter. Which meant she was getting an official bear hug.
Tucker Peters was part of a shifter run organization that had come to the aid of her best friend Jess, who happened to be in love with the team leader, Caleb Marsh. Kelsey hadn’t known about the shifter world until she was dropped into the middle of it but ever since then they had become some of her closest friends.
She moved away from the embrace first and headed back to the bar, he followed close behind and grabbed a stool near the end of the counter. Aubrey came out from the back office and met her with a shy smile.
“Thank you so much Kels!” She wrapped her arms around Kelsey’s shoulders and gave a tight hug.
“I didn’t do much, Tucker was the one who convinced him to leave.” To be honest she didn’t know what she would have done if Tucker hadn’t shown up. She probably would’ve ended up calling the cops but there would have definitely been a hell of a lot of damage.
Aubrey peeked around Kelsey’s shoulder and blatantly admired him. A twinge of jealousy bloomed in her chest. She knew she shouldn’t feel like that with the amount of times she said no to his interest but she couldn’t help it.
“Well, ain’t he a tall drink of water. Is he single?” That twinge of jealousy morphed into a full blown fit that she disguised very well. She couldn’t help herself but she needed to shut Aubrey’s interest down.
“I think he’s got a girlfriend actually.” She felt bad for lying but she couldn’t bear to see Tucker with Aubrey, let alone anyone else.
“Damn! Oh well.” She laughed and headed out to the floor to take drink orders.
Now that she nipped that situation in the bud she could get back to the task at hand. She popped the top off a Budweiser and placed it in front of him. He began to pull out his wallet but she waved it away. “It’s on the house.” She flashed him a smile and gave him a quick wink.
“So whatcha been up to?” She rested her forearms on the bar and leaned in so she could hear Tucker. He’d been gone for over a week because he’d been called away for work. But now that she took a good look at him she could see he appeared worse for wear.
Ever since she’d met Tucker she’d only known him to be jovial and outgoing. He now appeared to be weary and tired.
“Let’s just say I’m glad I’m home.” He said as if to reassure her, when it did anything but. “I just want to relax… and maybe go on a date with a hot young bartender.” He chuckled and sighed. Tucker’s flirting was a regular occurrence but there was usually passion behind it but today it was lack luster and it really worried her.
“Tell you what…” She had an idea and hoped he went for it. “I’m actually getting off work in about an hour, so how bout’ you pick me up and I’ll cook you a late dinner.” Her offer seemed to perk him up because the smile she was so used to flashed onto his handsome face.
“That would be great!” He chugged the rest of his beer and slid the empty bottle to her. “I’m gonna run home and grab a quick shower. Is there anything you want me to pick up?”
“Nope, I should have everything.” She smiled at his eager demeanor. “See you in an hour.” She needed to get a few things done before she clocked out but she definitely was looking forward to her date with Tucker. It was going to make the rest of her shift go by in a flash.
So hopefully I haven’t lost any of you and you’re just as excited about Unbearable as I am. Tucker is my all time favourite character and I can’t wait for you see what shenanigans he gets into (Hint: he gets into a lot!)
Anyways, I hope you had an amazing weekend! Here’s to another jam packed week ahead of us!
Operation Wildcat (A Keystone Novel, Book One)
Jess Baker thought being a leopard shifter in the small town of Blackford was the most exciting thing that was ever going to happen in her life. She wandered through life blissfully unaware of the dangers that lurked behind the seemingly peaceful façade of her hometown.
Her world is flipped upside down when the mysterious Caleb Marsh waltzes into her family’s diner. Little does she know that the intriguing stranger will be the key to her survival.
Caleb Marsh is a man on a mission. He’s been charged with the job of finding the men responsible in the deaths of shifters throughout the country. When he stumbles upon a local shifter willing to assist in any way she can he can’t help but be compelled to see where the path leads. The lines between duty and love begin to blur and Caleb must do what he does best to protect not only her but the shifter community as well. Will their bond be severed or strengthened?
Cherry Bomb (A Keystone Novel, Book Two)
Cherry Newman hasn’t been home in years, her successful career with Keystone has kept her away from her family. A panicked phone call from her mother has her rushing home to help in any way she can. Little does she know that what she thought would be a simple investigation turns into much more. Her brothers mysteriously disappear and she can’t help but suspect the worse. She recruits the devilishly handsome Jericho Trewes to help her with her with her mission.
Jericho Trewes had been looking for a pack to call his own ever since the tragic death of his parents. He thought he’d found it with the Moore’s but his whole world comes crashing down once again when the enticing Cherry Newman saunters into his life. Her questions leave him doubting everything he’d been told. She makes him believe he could have a family of his own but at what cost?
Megan lives on seven acres of land in rural Alberta, Canada and enjoys the simple country life. Paranormal romance allows her to create the places and characters she has always wanted to read about. She enjoys bringing her stories to life every chance she gets. When she isn’t writing she’s spending time with her husband and daughter whether it’s camping, riding ATV’s or just hanging out at home. Her family is the most important thing to her.