KC Kendricks calls herself an accidental writer. After completing her first novel writing as Rayne Forrest, she was urged to submit it to a publisher, and everything snowballed from there. Today, the author has had over seventy books published. The author does not use AI in the creation of her books or the book covers.
In May of 2022, she "retired" from her day job, moving from being an Administrative Assistant to an Administrative Consultant. She says it sounds grand, but the job is basically answering emails to her protégé as she becomes acquainted with all aspects of the job.
A native of scenic western Maryland, the author enjoys most activities that don't include snow. In warm weather she might be found walking the dog, biking on the C&O Canal towpath, planting delicacies in her garden for the deer to munch on at night, playing in the creek, or lazing on the patio with her ebook reader or laptop.
She recently began to research her family history and can't drive past a cemetery without stopping to search for family sites. Her mission is to photograph old tombstones before the elements erode the stones and the names are lost to time.
For more about KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest's writing life, please visit the Between the Keys blog at http:kckendricks.blogspot.com .
If you'd like to know more about the author's country lifestyle and her daily activities full of simple country pleasures (and a lot of work), please visit the Holly Tree Manor blog at http://hollytreemanor.blogspot.com . And for dog lovers, there is Deuce's Day – life seen through the eyes of KC's black Lab, Deuce (http://deucesday.blogspot.com)
KC finds YouTube a fascinating place and has recently uploaded a few short videos of life in the country. She hopes to do more in the future. Her channel is called The Hideaway Between the Keys. https://www.youtube.com/KCKendricks
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The Men of Marionville
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The sequel to The Right Brew
***No AI was used to create this story***
Leon McNamee successfully worked his life plan to a good job, his own home, and the one thing he always wanted as a boy - a dog. He hasn't had much luck in the relationship department, but in Smoke, he has all the company he usually needs.
Jeremy Cooke's new plan is to stay clear of entanglements and not get hurt again. He moves to Marionville to start over and decides to rescue a damaged dog. After all, he's well acquainted with abuse.
Leon and Jere get acquainted over their shared love of dogs, but Jeremy holds close his secrets. When an argument escalates, disaster strikes. Leon has to fight to save Jere's dog - and the man's trust. At the end of the day, his best ally is a black Labrador Retriever named Smoke.
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I didn't want to do that. I wasn't ready to say goodbye to him for fear I'd never see him again. My instinct said he'd never call me, and if I called him, he might hesitate to answer. I showed my desperation.
"Do you like baseball?"
"Yeah, I do! It's really cool Marionville is getting a double A team." He narrowed his eyes. "What?"
I hung my head. "I don't know a thing about baseball."
"So why did you ask me if I liked it?"
"Would you like to hang out at my place and watch the game? You can teach me about it."
He stared at me, lips slightly parted, an enigmatic expression in his eyes. "Do you like anything other besides dogs?"
"I like to ski."
He glanced at the sky, and then looked at me. "Water or snow?"
I grinned at him. "Both."
"Thank God. I've never been water skiing, but I'm pretty good on the slopes."
"I didn't know they had mountains in Peoria," I quipped, still smiling.
He smirked at me. He was adorable when he wrinkled his nose and rolled his eyes.
"When I was a mere lad, we spent every, and I mean every Christmas at my grandfather's place in Pennsylvania. I learned to ski. And you're a smartass, Leon McNamee."
"And you're just too cute Jeremy Cooke."
I didn't actually think about it. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't have done it.
I slipped my arm around his shoulders, leaned in, and kissed him.
He started and sucked in a quick breath. I'd never had anyone go so still in my arms. But he didn't pull away. His lips trembled, and yet he didn't push us apart. I moved my lips over his in a soft caress and ended the kiss.
Título : Where There's Smoke
EAN : 9781536504781
Editorial : White Deer Enterprises/White Deer Books
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