








Summer Love is a paramedic student who works at the local church as a bookkeeper while she finishes her schooling. When she finds a major accounting discrepancy with a huge donation, she does all the right things, making sure the evidence is secured and involving the local police. But, when the woman who made the latest big donation shows up dead, she is forced to realize this is bigger than just small time embezzlement from the coffers.
Samuel Saint, detective with the fraud division the of Louisiana State Police is assigned to Summer’s case—in more ways than one—and convinces her to go undercover with him at the church. As the body count piles, and attacks clearly meant to eliminate Summer become increasingly more deadly, Summer and Sam end up spending more time together than they expected. Feelings develop, and when Sam’s little secret is revealed, it threatens to tear apart everything they’ve started.
Will Summer be able to let go of her insecurities and trust Sam?
Can Sam prove to Summer he means every word he’s said from the moment they met, before the killer claims the next victim?


Amazon Review – “I can’t remember when I have ever read a book I loved so much.”
The Power of Three Readers – “Spring’s Knight was a story that I honestly didn’t see coming. I mean the description did intrigue me, but it was so much more, and totally my jam.”
Wendy’s Book Blog – “This is a well written story which is filled with action, danger, suspense, witty banter, and is an entertaining, humorous, and steamy read, with an intricate and in-depth plot.”


Ashton Carpenter Left her boyfriend and small-town behind just after graduation without so much as a word.


Lisamarie Kade is a romance author living in the sunshine state with her husband and small army of children.
When not writing, she can be found chasing the kids around or volunteering for one of their many activities.
Lisamarie enjoys chocolate peanut cups, music, and reading something steamy while sipping sweet wine.




Ethan Hart thinks I’m his maid. Too bad I need his money more than my pride.
The intense, arrogant author has booked my entire Inn to write his next fictional masterpiece.
I have no choice but to put up with his demands.
Breakfast is a daily endurance test.
Making his bed and doing his wash? A different kind of torture.
And that’s not even the worst part.
With his haunted eyes, frozen heart, and heated touch,
Ethan makes me burn in ways I swore I never would again.
There’s no place in my life for him, nor in his for me.
But six weeks together might create…
Just enough room for us.


That’s odd. I study the screen of my newly replaced cell phone. The number I called only rang three times before disconnecting. No voicemail. What kind of inn doesn’t have a voicemail?
Not to be deterred, I call back. This time there’s two rings, then nothing. I press Send again.
One ring—nothing.
Now I’m annoyed. I call again. And again. Six times total before the line abruptly opens and a woman snaps, “What do you want?”
I’m so stunned I can’t speak.
“Hello?” she repeats, voice dripping acid. “Chris, if that’s you, I told you I never want to talk to you again! I’ve moved on. I don’t need you, your stupid alimony, or your half-assed justifications. Grow up!”
I almost hang up. I want nothing to do with anything that just came out of this woman’s mouth. And yet… there’s something in her voice, something I can’t quite put my finger on. Lurking beneath the rage, hidden by slicing consonants and cool vowels. Then I realize what it is.
Pain.
And like a weight has been lifted from my chest, I can suddenly speak.
“Is this the right number for Rose House Inn in Sun River?”
In the following silence, I imagine her horror and mortification. I must be a bit of a sadist, because it makes me smile.
“I’m so sorry.” A gutted whisper. “Please don’t hang up. I-I thought you were someone else.”
“Obviously.”
I pause, weighing the wisdom of what I’m about to do. Every other goddamn hotel, motel, and rental in the area is booked because of some upcoming film festival. When I stumbled on the website for Rose House late last night, the online booking was wide-open. A red flag all on its own, but desperation trumped logic. Unfortunately, there was no option to book the entire house online. Hence this absurd phone call.
If this is the standard of customer service offered at the Rose House, at least I now have some idea why it isn’t bursting with bookings. And what I can expect to endure.
“Sir? Are you still there? Again, I’m so sorry. Can we start over? My name is Zoey Kemper and I’m the new owner of Rose House. I’d love to discuss your needs.”
“I’m here. Give me a second to decide whether or not to hang up.”

When not writing or reading, the author enjoys walking barefoot, subjecting her husband to questionable recipes, and chasing her spirited daughter. She’s a rabid fan of coffee, moon-gazing, and small dogs that resemble Ewoks. Home is Portland, Oregon.

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Title: The Billionaire’s Mask
Author: Margarett Grey
Series: Mask #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Day: April 22, 2021
Tour: April 22 – 24th
Cover Info:
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Contemporary romance author Margarette Grey began intriguing a vast audience of romance readers on Wattpad with swoon-worthy storylines featuring hot billionaires and clumsy heroines. She loves the thrill of reading gripping romance novels at night, kissing alpha males in her dreams, and writing about them in the morning. Her passion for writing started out as an ardent love for reading, which soon morphed into a belief that if others could write, she could write as well. And now, many years into the future, Grey is yet to stop exciting her ever-growing fan base with the perfect mix for a romantic dream. At some point in her life, working as a graphic designer was great for setting food on the table. She holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Information Technology with a major in Multimedia Arts after all. However, her interest in her stable job soon faded away when her passion for writing reached an all-time high. Quitting her career as a graphics designer translated into full-time writing—a life that she considers her dream life. She makes her home in The Pearl of the Orient Seas, where ‘leisure time’ means indulging in drawings, watching anime, Korean dramas, and Netflix series.♦ ♦ ♦
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Summer Love is a paramedic student who works at the local church as a bookkeeper while she finishes her schooling. When she finds a major accounting discrepancy with a huge donation, she does all the right things, making sure the evidence is secured and involving the local police. But, when the woman who made the latest big donation shows up dead, she is forced to realize this is bigger than just small time embezzlement from the coffers.
Samuel Saint, detective with the fraud division the of Louisiana State Police is assigned to Summer’s case—in more ways than one—and convinces her to go undercover with him at the church. As the body count piles, and attacks clearly meant to eliminate Summer become increasingly more deadly, Summer and Sam end up spending more time together than they expected. Feelings develop, and when Sam’s little secret is revealed, it threatens to tear apart everything they’ve started.
Will Summer be able to let go of her insecurities and trust Sam?
Can Sam prove to Summer he means every word he’s said from the moment they met, before the killer claims the next victim?








Célia Pereira resides in Ontario, Canada, in the heart of Toronto. She and her family immigrated from Portugal when she and her brother were little but traveled back each summer. She speaks Portuguese fluently, as it is her first language.
Célia works full-time as a spa manager in one of Toronto’s well-known facial spas by day, and by night she lets her imagination run wild and creates dramatic stories.
When she’s not working, she spends her time with all her adoptive nephews and nieces, but where you can find her most often is in a Starbucks, lost in a book with a caramel macchiato in hand.