Coming Soon (May 9, 2022)


is the third book in the Neptune’s Five WWII spy-chaser novels. In this book, our featured hero is Chief Petty Officer, Warren “Chief” Smith, the oldest and most seasoned sailor of the team.

The story is told in two parts because of some historical timeline issues. The first part is in August, 1941. Which makes it sandwiched between SHANGHAIED and TRACKED, the first two novels in the series.

Yeah, that’s because my team are the spies in this book and are on a secret reconnaisance mission to French Morocco. America is still neutral and has a pact with the French Vichy government there to deliver supplies of food, goods and oil to them. If I had waited to start this story’s timeline for after the end of TRACKED, the team would’ve been going into an enemy country as our neutrality with the Vichy government ended when we were at war with Germany.

The Neptune Five team is on a mission to learn what they can about the Axis forces in Morocco and how to navigate a particularly difficult river. To achieve this, they need a guide. Enter Elizabeth “Betty” Devereaux, an American missionary nurse who has traveled up the Sebou river many times. Warren isn’t happy that he’s required to use a woman to help him navigate this river, being attracted the dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty only adds to his irritation. As that irritation turns to admiration, he fears her safety when the team must return to the States, leaving her behind to continue her mission work.

Not a great move for a modern romance novel to seperate the hero and heroine. You’re supposed to keep them together. Even strand them in isolation so they have to deal with their emotions and attraction for each other. Mine are now half-a-world apart. This was nearly a hundred years ago, so their communictions were limited. Long-distance calls were for emergencies due to their expense and cell phones were non-existant. The only option back then and for my characters was writing letters.

Then Pearl Harbor happened, trapping the heroine in enemy held territory. But she was still able to get her letters out through the Embassy in Spanish Morocco, which was still neutral. Through these letters Betty and Warren’s attraction has turned to love.

Then the letters stop.

That takes us into November, 1942 and the eve of Operation Torch, the Allied invasion of North Africa. The team is on a seperate and very personal mission to find Betty.



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is the sixth novel in the Westen Series of small-town romances.
The series timeline has progressed four years, which means Westen has continued to grow and lots of changes have occurred in the lives of its residents.

Dr. Dylan Roberts, the youngest of the three Roberts sisters, is at a cross-roads in her life. The death of a close friend while she is completeing a trauma surgery fellowship, has her questioning the next step in her life. Her sisters have both found happiness and new lives in Westen, but as much as she loves them, she isn’t sure this is where she belongs.

Newspaper owner, Sean Callahan had his own reason for leaving his journalistic career in New York and coming to Westen. Four years ago, he fell hard for Dylan the first time he met her at her sister’s wedding, however he stood firm in the friend category while she completed her residency in surgery. Now that she’s back in Westen on an extended visit with her sisters, he’s hoping to explore the attraction in their relationship, but wonders if it might destroy what they already have.

As Lorna Doone, the owner of the Peaches ‘N Cream cafe often says, “Not everything is like it seems in Westen.” The town is celebrating the opening of a new hospital with a ribbon-cutting ceremony and an autumn festival. With all the dignitaries, new citizens and tourists coming for this event, the town’s security is stressed. The past of one of the town’s citizens is catching up with them.

I hope you’ll enjoy another chapter in the world of Westen, Ohio and all the people we’ve come to know as family.


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DRAINED, the next book in the Edgars Family Novels will be available for purchase in October! 😎

I’m hoping on the 1st, but it will depend on the editing and formatting. Amazon has been having major glitches with the pre-orders to Indie authors, so I’m afraid I’ll not be doing one for this book. 🙁

So, watch for the announcement on FB and of course I’ll put out a release date newsletter the day it goes live!

This is a special book. My sister Sami has been asking me for years to write a “serial killer” book. I kept telling her I don’t write thrillers, I write straight up romantic suspense, with characters you’ll fall in love with in dangerous situations.

Then my son Eric came up with a story concept and the title DRAINED that would fit the bill for Sami’s “serial killer” story and my genre of RS. This was an opportunity to gift a story to both of them and move the Edgars series into it’s new direction.

While the Edgars Family members are secondary characters in this story, the hero and heroine you’ve met before in VANISHED, Detective Aaron Jeffers and Brianna Matthews.

I hope you will enjoy their story as much as I did writing it.


Here’s the blurb:


Who reports a homeless person missing? They’re already missing.

Three years ago, Brianna Matthews became a victim at the hand of powerful men and barely escaped with her life because her friend cared enough to search for her. From that moment on, she lived her life trying to pay the favor forward by working in a women’s shelter for abuse victims. When her coworker and a former resident in the shelter doesn’t show up for work, Brianna knows it’s up to her to find her. Enlisting the help of Homicide Detective Aaron Jeffers to go with her to check in on her friend, little does she know they would end up walking in the underworld of Cleveland’s homeless community.

They make the perfect target.

In finding Brianna’s coworker seriously ill, they promise to find her friend, a homeless man, only to discover his body in an abandoned building. Aaron’s years of experience with murder and death alerts him that this may be more than the death of one Vietnam Vet living on the street. What appears at first to be a death by natural causes quickly turns into a bizarre murder investigation.

The corpse is drained of blood.

Another body is found in a more public setting, this time with an attachment to the women’s shelter. Fearing Brianna might be in danger, Aaron keeps her with him as the investigation, along with their relationship, deepens. As the new Edgars Security and Investigations Group lends a hand, one of their own goes missing.

Can Aaron and Brianna find their friend before the killer claims another victim?

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Becoming a published author has had an affect on my reading habits. From the time I could read a chapter book at the age of five, I have been a very voracious reader. As many of you probably were, I was that kid that the “only seven books per child” rule at the library was broken constantly, with my mom adding some of my books to my sister and brother’s piles so I could read to my heart’s content. There was the Tacy, Betsy & Tib series, I couldn’t get enough of. Then came the Anne of Green Gables series and then The Miracle Worker, which set off my love of both historical fiction and true-life biographies. Following that I found two things that would shape my life, the Sue Barton, student nurse series and romance novels.

After nursing school, which limited my reading to course books during the semesters and fiction on school breaks, I couldn’t get enough books to read, usually no less than three a week. By the time I started writing, I was reading between two-fifty and three-hundred books a year.

Then I started writing. At first it was just a can-I-do-it sort of effort. Then I finished my first book (CANTRELL’S BRIDE), and I was hooked. But it wasn’t until I started publishing that I realized not only did I have less time to indulge in reading three or four books a week, but I had to be careful what I read while I wrote. When I’m writing the small town Westen books, like my new release, CLOSE TO THE HEART, I steer clear of other authors who write the small-town romance genre books. When I write the darker Edgars books, I don’t read any dark romantic suspense. Why? Because I don’t want what I’m reading to seep in and influence my stories, plots, characters or my writer’s voice, (aka how I tell a story).

So, even though I soooooooooo want to read Karen Rose’s new release, INTO THE DARK, since I’ve started a new book in the darker Edgars novels world I’m refraining until my book is finished. I’ve been on a Paranormal and historical and non-fiction kick. This is what I’ve been reading:

  • MAISIE DOBBS-by Jacqueline Winspear. A series of mystery books set in the period between the end of WWI and the beginning of WWII. The main character is Maisie Dobbs, (which is also the title of the 1st book in the series), a nurse in the Great War. She is also a trained investigator and somewhat psychologist. Totally not something I’m ever going to write, but I do enjoy them. I’m on the fifth book in the series.
  • BLOOD TRUTH-the 4th book in the Black Dagger Legacy series by JR Ward. I’ve love the BDBrotherhood books ever since my friend Addison Fox told me I had, HAD to read Dark Lover. Good thing, too, as I never writer true paranormal books. Yes, occasionally a character may have premonition-type visions, but nothing beyond that hits my books. Again, not in my wheelhouse as a writer.
  • AND IF I PERISH; FRONTLINE U.S. ARMY NURSES IN WORLD WAR II by Monahan & Neidel-Greenlee. This one is non-fiction and combines not only my love for history, but the very much forgotten stories of nurses and other medical personnel who served in dangerous situations to care for the wounded—soldiers, civilians, POWs and even their own—during WWII. As a daughter of a surgical nurse and having worked in surgery almost daily in L&D, I found the nursing advancement made during these stories enlightening. The personal stories are true, and sometimes hear-breaking.
  • And finally, THE FLIGHT GIRLS: A Novel by Noelle Salazar. I actually bought this thinking it was non-fiction. (Yeah, I know it says novel in the title, but I was half-awake when I clicked on the buy button.) I was delighted it was a novel, women’s fiction with heavy romantic elements. I haven’t finished it yet but am thoroughly enjoying it.

Why so much historicals and non-fiction? Well, I’m reading things that might ground me in the period right before WWII for the second book in the Neptune’s Five series, which I’ll work on after this Edgars book. Also, none of these books interfered with me writing CLOSE TO THE HEART, either.

So, what are you reading?



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Close To The Heart, a return to Westen

It’s been two years on my calendar since I last released a book in the Westen Series, but the fun part of being an author is, the town and characters don’t exactly move on the same timeline as real life.  When last we left our small Midwestern town, they were still trying to dig out of the blizzard that had encompassed the state of Ohio and a little girl named Lexie had been found abandoned in an empty house.

In Close To The Heart we take up the story about six weeks after Close To Danger‘s ending and the snows that followed the blizzard have finally ended. The town is moving into spring repairs, planting crops, and the warmer weather brings the beginning of spring baseball.

Lexie has settled into life in the Westen House, the group home for at-risk teens, and is starting to thrive under the care of  Melissa Davis, the house mother. Her own mother is missing and that fact alone keeps Sheriff Deputy Daniel Lowe coming by to check on her safety. Daniel is also the high school baseball coach and encourages the four teenage boys living at the house to try out for the team.

Here’s a morning at Westen House:

“The bus will be here in five minutes. Don’t forget your lunches!” Melissa Davis called to the four young men stomping around overhead.

They sound like a heard of elephants.

She smiled. She wouldn’t want it any other way. They were acting like normal teenage boys. Loud, active, rushing towards their day and their futures. So different from the sullen, wary teens who’d been living in the house when she’d taken over as in-residence foster mom last fall.

Part of the problem had been their backgrounds. Each had various levels of abuse, neglect and run-ins with the law. The other problem had been Todd Banyon, the man who’d previously run Westen House, and died in a horrific fire he’d started.

It had taken her a few weeks to find her way with the boys, but she had two things going for her. First, a belief that each person was worthy of respect. Respect from others and respect for themselves. Something she was learning as well with her weekly counseling sessions and meeting with other survivors of domestic abuse.

The second thing easing her into her new role was her love of baking. After making her mother’s ginger snap recipe one afternoon, two of the boys had tentatively joined her in the kitchen for an after-school snack. They talked about school, cracked jokes on each other and gave her a little look into their personalities. She’d learned something that day. Boys were more willing to talk when you fed them.

Maybe that’s where the old adage, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, came from?

Too bad it hadn’t worked on her ex-husband, Frank Compton. Of course that adage assumed the man actually had a heart to begin with, which Melissa could attest wasn’t true of Frank. The man was a monster, incapable of loving anyone. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He could love someone, as long as that someone was Frank Compton.

Feet pounded down the stairs. She turned to see three of her four boys hurry through the kitchen towards the counter where the sack lunches she’d packed for them sat.

“Thanks Miss. D. See ya, Shrimp,” Bryan said, patting the little girl seated at the counter, eating her waffles, on the head as he passed by.

“Love PB and J day, Miss. D,” Colt said, snatching both his lunch and a berry from Lexie’s plate with a grin.

“You ate yours already,” the little girl said with a pout.

“Still hungry, Shrimp,” he said and followed Bryan through the backdoor.

“Hey, Shrimp, you gotta eat faster,” Trent said, as he too stole a berry then grabbed his lunch. “Thanks, Ms. D. Geoff! Get a move on it! Bus is pulling up,” he yelled up the stairs and dashed for the door.

“Tell Mr. Mike to hold on a second,” Geoffrey yelled as he ran down the steps, snagged a lunch and darted out the door.

Melissa followed him onto the porch. “You going to be here for dinner tonight, Geoffrey?” she yelled as the tall, lanky brunette reached the bus just behind the others.

He turned and shrugged. “Depends on if Joe and I finish the paint job at that new quilt store in town.”

“Get a seat, Hamilton,” Mike Karkosak, the fifty-ish bus driver said to him and waved out the open bus door to Melissa. “Got six more stops yet. Can’t have you making everyone else late.”

Melissa turned from the door to find Lexie holding her head in one hand and staring at her food with her lips pressed tightly together. In the month the little girl had been living at Westen House, this was the first time Melissa had seen her angry.

Picking up her mug of hot spiced tea, she sat in the chair across from the little girl. “Did that waffle do something to make you mad at it?”

Lexie shook her head.

“So, the berries must have done something wrong?”

Again, Lexie just shook her head, this time her lips relaxing a bit.

“Well, that settles it. The milk must be the problem.”

Without lifting her head, Lexie looked up through her lashes at Melissa and shook her head, her lips fighting the urge to lift in a smile. “Food can’t make you mad.”

“Sure it can. If someone burns it, your food can make you mad.”

“No, the person who burnt it makes you mad.”

Melissa took a long drink of her tea before continuing. “What if the food is too salty or too sour to eat? That can make you mad.”

“You’re mad cause you can’t eat it. That’s the cooker’s fault, too. Not the food’s,” Lexie said as if everyone knew that, then shoved another bite of maple syrup-laden waffle in her mouth.

In the first few days caring for Lexie, Melissa had quickly realized that the little girl was smart and very mature for the age of six. Probably from learning to care for herself while living with a drug addict parent.

“Well, if it’s not your breakfast, what had you staring at your food like you were very mad?”

Lexie’s face fell as she chewed then swallowed. “The boys call me Shrimp.”

Ahh. Melissa fought her smile. It wasn’t that she thought the nickname cute or was amused at Lexie’s discomfiture over it. The fact that the little girl reacted like a normal child to a nickname she didn’t like was a good thing.

“What would you like them to call you?”

“Lexie,” she said as if there was no other need to call her anything else, then popped two blueberries in her mouth.

“Hmm,” Melissa said, pretending to give that great thought. “They could just call you that. But do you know why people give other people nicknames?”

Lexie shook her head.

“Sometimes they call people a nickname because they can’t quite remember names, like my grandmother. She knew she loved me, but she had so many granddaughters, she’d sometimes get us confused. So, she’d just call us sweetie.”

“What if you were with all your girl cousins and she said sweetie. Who would she be talking to?”

Melissa grinned. “She did that all the time. We all just figured she was talking to us personally. We never corrected her.”

A giggle escaped Lexie. “That’s silly.”

“Yes, it was.” Melissa gave her a wink. “Sometimes people giving a person a nickname and teasing them about something is a way to show they like them. Especially boys. I think that may be why all our boys call you Shrimp. They like having you here, but don’t want the others to know it. So, they tease you about being little.”

“Like a Shrimp in the ocean?”

“Something like that.”

Lexie took another bite of her breakfast and seemed to be considering all they’d discussed. Melissa hoped she’d given her a good explanation to the nickname issue. The boys always used the name in a friendly, teasing—even indulgent—way. Never mean or condescending.

Melissa was well acquainted with those kinds of names. Fatty. Lazyass. Stupid. Frank had use those often, even becoming crass when he’d had too much to drink, usually punctuating the name calling with his fists. Looking at the sweet little girl gobbling down her breakfast, Melissa prayed she’d never have to explain why people would call others—even those they supposedly swore they loved—ugly, hurtful names.

She shook off the melancholy thoughts, something she was finding easier to do each day she was further from her ex-husband’s reach, and took her mug to the sink.

“Hurry up and finish your breakfast. We have appointments in town today.”

“What’re we doing?” Lexie asked before shoving her last bite of waffle in her mouth, a much happier and excited expression on her face.

“First we have a visit with Doc Clint and Miss Harriett.”

“I love Miss Harriett,” Lexie said as she bounced out of her seat and brought her dishes to the sink.

It had taken Melissa weeks to get the boys to do this simple act when she first arrived at the half-way house, but Lexie had jumped at every chance to be helpful, even if it was just bringing her dishes from the table. It pleased Melissa and broke her heart at the same time. She believed the little girl was anxious to please because she’d had so little attention paid to her in her young life. Melissa also suspected that Lexie was afraid if she wasn’t perfect, she’d be sent away. Which was why her little bout of anger earlier was such a milestone.

Melissa was in no way a trained counselor. Heck she was so messed up, she needed one herself. But she could give Lexie a safe and loving place to find her footing. If that allowed the little girl to grow and deal with the life she’d lived for six years with her neglectful mother, then Melissa was willing to do whatever it took to keep her safe.

So, I’m hoping y’all enjoy visiting Westen and all the characters living there with me again in Close To The Heart. Some of your favorites will pop in and of course as Lorna Doone, the owner of the Peaches ‘N Cream Cafe always says, “Things aren’t always as they appear in Westen.”

Happy Reading,


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Close to Danger final


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Danger stalks her:

For weeks, attorney Chloe Roberts senses someone following her. Always in her periphery, she’s been unable to catch them. Then the phone calls and hang-ups start. The only reprieve was when she was in Westen for her sister’s wedding. Now, whoever it was, they’ve progressed to text messages…more and more threatening ones.

Danger trails him:

Six years ago, Wes Strong wandered into the small town of Westen. A lone wolf, he’s looking to find a place to put an end to the guilt he carried in his soul over the loss of most of his dark ops team during an extraction of a hostage in the jungle.  While Wes hunts the predator stalking Chloe, his own past has him in its cross-hairs.

Danger blows in:

A winter storm turns into a blizzard, covering the entire state of Ohio. Power outages and arctic temperatures endanger the small town of Westen, traps Chloe and Wes in a cabin on the outskirts of town and forces Chloe’s stalker to escalate his threat.

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Cantrell’s Bride-a new look


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Due to Ellora’s Cave Publishing going out of business, as of January 1, 2017 I have received the rights back to my American historical romance, CANTRELL’S BRIDE! WOOT! We’re revamping and reformatting the book to fit the Suzanne Ferrell brand and match it up with the sequel in that series, TURNER’S VISION.

So here’s the new cover! Isn’t it better? Lyndsey Lewellen of LLewellen Designs did an excellent job, as always, of giving this the historical, western and romantic feel that story encompasses. We used a special antique feeling font to match the font in the original cover and in Turner’s Vision.

Here’s the blurb:

Spinster librarian Laura Melbourne is in danger. She’s the only witness to the murder of a senator, and the assassin is hunting her. Desperate to flee, she agrees to become a mail-order bride.

The last thing Nathan Cantrell wants is a new wife, especially one with secrets. What he needs is someone on his Colorado farm to help care for his daughter, a child who has limited contact with the world around her. For his daughter’s sake, he advertises for a mail-order bride.

Nathan is surprised to find himself tempted by Laura, but her ability to care for his daughter prevents him from sending her packing. Soon their marriage is more than one in name only, but the secret from her past threatens not only their tentative union, but their very lives.

I know historical western/American historicals are a little different than my normal fare, but I hope you’ll take a chance and read Nathan and Laura’s story in CANTRELL’S BRIDE and then follow Micah and Claudia in TURNER’S VISION.

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