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Suzanne’s 2024 Year in Books
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Suzanne Ferrell
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Close to Home (Westen, #1)
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2012
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9 editions
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Kidnapped (Edgars Family, #1)
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2012
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9 editions
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Hunted (Edgars Family, #2)
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2013
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7 editions
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Vanished (Edgars Family #4)
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2014
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4 editions
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Seized (Edgars Family, #3)
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2013
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8 editions
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Close to the Edge (Westen, #2)
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2014
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8 editions
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Exposed (Edgars Family Novels Book 5)
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2016
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6 editions
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Close To The Fire (Westen #3)
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2014
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6 editions
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Close To Danger (Westen, #4)
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2017
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7 editions
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Cantrell's Bride (Rocky Mountain Romance Series Book 1)
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2012
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6 editions
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DIVING INTO RESEARCH
Writing books takes research. Some more than others.
When I'm working on the Westen books I'm lucky to have the setting in a fictional town I set in central and northeast Ohio. That gives me freedom to make the town, it's characters and the plots free reign as long as they are contemporary. Most research may be things like laws, career specifics (i.e.police, firefighters) and sometimes logistics.
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When I'm working on the Westen books I'm lucky to have the setting in a fictional town I set in central and northeast Ohio. That gives me freedom to make the town, it's characters and the plots free reign as long as they are contemporary. Most research may be things like laws, career specifics (i.e.police, firefighters) and sometimes logistics.
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Fasten Your Seat Belts! In Lyndsey Lewellen’s first YA dystopian sci-fi book, The Chaos Grid, she took us through a Mad Max type ride through 2224 Texas, complete with weather fluxes and strange monster-like creatures. In the second book of this duolo ...more |
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| This was one of those action packed, fast-paced books that I couldn't put down. It's a YA dystopian set in Texas 2224. It has monsters, weird weather storms, dangerous antagonists and one very determined heroine who doesn't want to be a heroine. Ther ...more | |
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“Something was in her mouth. Sami's tongue slid along the edges of something plastic. Flat, low ridges, holes-an adjustable strap. A baseball cap?
Another taste. Hair spray. Gross.
Someone had stuffed her baseball cap in her mouth, and from the feel of it they had taped it in place. Her arms were tied behind her and she lay face down on the floor-of what? Her car. The carpeting scraped her cheek every time they hit a bump.
Panic flooded Sami's senses. She came instantly awake. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she willed herself to calm down. Her working motto flashed through her brain, panic never accomplished anything. Of course she had never been kidnapped and tied up before.
In the dim light of passing cars, she glimpsed things-paper gum wrappers, an old straw, one whopper wrapper, a CD cover.
That's where Sting went. Been looking for that for days. Man did she need to vacuum this car out.
A metallic scent hit her nose. She'd recognize that smell until the day she died. Blood. And by the odor, someone had lost a great deal of it.”
― Kidnapped
Another taste. Hair spray. Gross.
Someone had stuffed her baseball cap in her mouth, and from the feel of it they had taped it in place. Her arms were tied behind her and she lay face down on the floor-of what? Her car. The carpeting scraped her cheek every time they hit a bump.
Panic flooded Sami's senses. She came instantly awake. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she willed herself to calm down. Her working motto flashed through her brain, panic never accomplished anything. Of course she had never been kidnapped and tied up before.
In the dim light of passing cars, she glimpsed things-paper gum wrappers, an old straw, one whopper wrapper, a CD cover.
That's where Sting went. Been looking for that for days. Man did she need to vacuum this car out.
A metallic scent hit her nose. She'd recognize that smell until the day she died. Blood. And by the odor, someone had lost a great deal of it.”
― Kidnapped
“The men rode into Beaver Run like two horsemen of the apocalypse, justice on a white horse and war on a red. The few citizens walking through the muddy streets hurried to get out of their path, while those milling on the plank walkways stared as the duo passed.
Danger.
Long and lean, both sat their saddles with the ease of men accustomed to mastering both the beasts beneath them and the world around them. Their dusters hung to the tops of their boots and were covered in trail dust. Their hats, pulled low, cast shadows over their faces. Rifles were mounted to their horses' saddles and each man had a gun strapped to his thigh.”
― The Surrender of Lacy Morgan
Danger.
Long and lean, both sat their saddles with the ease of men accustomed to mastering both the beasts beneath them and the world around them. Their dusters hung to the tops of their boots and were covered in trail dust. Their hats, pulled low, cast shadows over their faces. Rifles were mounted to their horses' saddles and each man had a gun strapped to his thigh.”
― The Surrender of Lacy Morgan
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“The men rode into Beaver Run like two horsemen of the apocalypse, justice on a white horse and war on a red. The few citizens walking through the muddy streets hurried to get out of their path, while those milling on the plank walkways stared as the duo passed.
Danger.
Long and lean, both sat their saddles with the ease of men accustomed to mastering both the beasts beneath them and the world around them. Their dusters hung to the tops of their boots and were covered in trail dust. Their hats, pulled low, cast shadows over their faces. Rifles were mounted to their horses' saddles and each man had a gun strapped to his thigh.”
― The Surrender of Lacy Morgan
Danger.
Long and lean, both sat their saddles with the ease of men accustomed to mastering both the beasts beneath them and the world around them. Their dusters hung to the tops of their boots and were covered in trail dust. Their hats, pulled low, cast shadows over their faces. Rifles were mounted to their horses' saddles and each man had a gun strapped to his thigh.”
― The Surrender of Lacy Morgan
“Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.”
― The Love of the Last Tycoon
― The Love of the Last Tycoon
“Something was in her mouth. Sami's tongue slid along the edges of something plastic. Flat, low ridges, holes-an adjustable strap. A baseball cap?
Another taste. Hair spray. Gross.
Someone had stuffed her baseball cap in her mouth, and from the feel of it they had taped it in place. Her arms were tied behind her and she lay face down on the floor-of what? Her car. The carpeting scraped her cheek every time they hit a bump.
Panic flooded Sami's senses. She came instantly awake. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she willed herself to calm down. Her working motto flashed through her brain, panic never accomplished anything. Of course she had never been kidnapped and tied up before.
In the dim light of passing cars, she glimpsed things-paper gum wrappers, an old straw, one whopper wrapper, a CD cover.
That's where Sting went. Been looking for that for days. Man did she need to vacuum this car out.
A metallic scent hit her nose. She'd recognize that smell until the day she died. Blood. And by the odor, someone had lost a great deal of it.”
― Kidnapped
Another taste. Hair spray. Gross.
Someone had stuffed her baseball cap in her mouth, and from the feel of it they had taped it in place. Her arms were tied behind her and she lay face down on the floor-of what? Her car. The carpeting scraped her cheek every time they hit a bump.
Panic flooded Sami's senses. She came instantly awake. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she willed herself to calm down. Her working motto flashed through her brain, panic never accomplished anything. Of course she had never been kidnapped and tied up before.
In the dim light of passing cars, she glimpsed things-paper gum wrappers, an old straw, one whopper wrapper, a CD cover.
That's where Sting went. Been looking for that for days. Man did she need to vacuum this car out.
A metallic scent hit her nose. She'd recognize that smell until the day she died. Blood. And by the odor, someone had lost a great deal of it.”
― Kidnapped
“Laughter greeted Clint’s ears at the open doorway—rich, soft laughter, like the creamy center of a melted caramel. The kind of laughter that made you want to wrap yourself up in it and stay a while.
Clint stopped in the doorway, spellbound.
The boys sat on different sides of an antique four-poster bed, sunk knee-deep in patchwork quilts, sheets and what he would swear was an old fashioned feather-tick mattress. But it was the vision between the little boys that held Clint’s attention.
Emma Lewis had the same rich, dark, burnt-copper hair as her sons, and the burns-if-she’s-out-in-the-sun-longer-than-one-hour skin of most redheads. Beneath the wrinkled T-shirt and jeans she’d fallen asleep in, he could tell she was neither too thin nor too heavy, just the luscious type of figure Clint decided long ago he liked on women. She also possessed that wonderful laughter that had stirred more than his heart to life.
But when she raised the deepest cornflower-blue eyes to him, Clint nearly moaned. If he let himself, he could get lost in that open, clear gaze forever.
“Can I help you?” The remnants of sleep in her voice brought on visions of hearing her voice after a night of endless passion.”
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Clint stopped in the doorway, spellbound.
The boys sat on different sides of an antique four-poster bed, sunk knee-deep in patchwork quilts, sheets and what he would swear was an old fashioned feather-tick mattress. But it was the vision between the little boys that held Clint’s attention.
Emma Lewis had the same rich, dark, burnt-copper hair as her sons, and the burns-if-she’s-out-in-the-sun-longer-than-one-hour skin of most redheads. Beneath the wrinkled T-shirt and jeans she’d fallen asleep in, he could tell she was neither too thin nor too heavy, just the luscious type of figure Clint decided long ago he liked on women. She also possessed that wonderful laughter that had stirred more than his heart to life.
But when she raised the deepest cornflower-blue eyes to him, Clint nearly moaned. If he let himself, he could get lost in that open, clear gaze forever.
“Can I help you?” The remnants of sleep in her voice brought on visions of hearing her voice after a night of endless passion.”
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Suzanne I was wondering if you can autograph one of your books for me and send it in the mail please
