I like the feeling of this series is very good and there’s already two more books out, so won’t be left waiting.
Kismet (Birch County Blue #1) by April Canavan released a few years back in the Adult, Romance, Suspense genre.
Never look back. In the dark of the night, 911 dispatcher Maya Daniels becomes the one thing she fears the most, a victim. Faced with new limitations, both physically and emotionally are what prove the hardest for Maya to handle. That and one very stubborn deputy who refuses to take no for an answer.
Brian will never forgive himself for the pain Maya went through when he couldn’t protect her. When he’s given one more chance to make things right, he swears that he’ll do anything to keep her safe. Even if it means he could lose his job as a Deputy Sheriff.
Nobody believes that Maya is safe, especially when her stalker returns with a vengeance. Maya finds herself fighting for her life once more, but this time she’s not alone.
Fans of Mary Burton and Susan Stoker will fall into the world of Birch County and never want to come back.
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“If you tell a woman even one time that she isn’t what you want, or reject her for someone else, she is never going to forget it, Brian. No matter how many times you tell her afterwards that she is the most important person in the world, she is going to be taken back to the moment you crushed her existence. And it’s up to you to make that right.” Brian stared at his dad, unsure of what he should say. He hadn’t even brought up Maya at all. He couldn’t be talking about Ashley, both his parents had hated her.
Trying to convince himself more than his father, Brian said, “Dad, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Of course you do.” And he didn’t have to say anything else about the situation.
They sat on the porch, looking out into the woods in silence while they reflected on their lives and relationships. Brian’s mom and dad had been married for over thirty years, but they also fought like cats and dogs most of the time.
“You know, there are times that your mother won’t let me forget about. But I’ll tell you what, son. Making up for those times has led to some of the best moments in my entire life. I owe her so much, just for turning me into the man I am today.”
“I know dad, you’ve told me before.” Growing up, Brian had been taught the importance of respecting women and behaving in a way that would reflect well on his parents. “I’m gonna go give mom her hug before I have to leave. I’m working tonight. Are you sure it’s okay for the boys to sleep over tonight?” As he mentioned them, they both came running into the backyard followed by a golden retriever. The dog had been here forever, it seemed, and was at least fifteen years old. His mom had named him Greg so that he felt like a real part of the family.
“Yeah of course, they give Greg a run for his money.” His dad chuckled at the sight of Greg chasing the boys around the yard.
“Okay. Thanks Dad.” And he turned and walked into the kitchen where his mom was spending her day.
He watched her for a few minutes before he walked into her line of sight. She was mumbling to herself about dinner and trying to decide what the boys would like most. In that moment he understood that the house they stood in wasn’t home. His mother and father were what made it home. They were the real home, the people who he loved and wanted to share his life with.
“Have I ever told you the story about your father falling in love with my best friend and picking her over me when we were younger?” His mother, Janet, interrupted his thoughts.
“Seriously mom, you too? Dad already gave me this speech.”
His mother was aging, but still beautiful. She had brown eyes set against pale skin and dark hair. She had the same laugh lines that his dad had but was barely taller than five feet. Their years had been spent growing together, fighting each other and laughing at the same jokes, smiling at the same stories, and creating an entire world that no one else was part of. His parents had been best friends while he was growing up, but Brian had known that there were troubles before he was born.
“Just sit down and listen to me.” He did as he was told, planting his ass on a barstool while she puttered around the kitchen pulling out the ingredients for dinner and desert for the night. Her voice was sweet and melodic, lilting as though she were about to start singing. He had loved that voice growing up.
“When I was fifteen your daddy had just turned sixteen. I thought the world hung in his eyes, you know. Well I hadn’t really started to show my charms yet,” she winked at him and he knew she was talking about the features of her female body.
“My best friend though, Sheri, she had. The boys went crazy about her and your father was no different. He was the best looking boy in town, you know. Well Sheri knew how I felt about him, and she went after him still. She had him wrapped around her little finger for a year. I was heartbroken, swore I’d never love anyone else. You know how teenagers are. The summer I turned sixteen though, everything started changing.
“Your daddy was slow to realize that all she had to offer was the space between her legs. When he did, I wasn’t there. I spent the summer with my aunt and uncle in Boston, and when I got home everything had changed. Sheri was sent away to boarding school for getting caught with Jimmy Parsons behind the church. Ryan had finally grown into enough of a man to admit that he had made the wrong choice.” Brian was a little startled by his mom using his father’s name. She very rarely did it. “The first time I saw him after that trip; he looked at me and never looked away.”
“That’s sweet ma, but I don’t know how that applies to me.” And yet, he could feel the pull of familiarity, the idea that she was talking about his life by example.
“You don’t see it?” His mama was never one to mince words, “You wasted how many years with Ashley, when you should have taken one look at that little Hispanic girl and never looked away.”
“Ma, they aren’t the same thing at all.” Brian knew that his mom was trying to make comparisons between the two situations, but he couldn’t get there.
“Listen, Brian. I love you,” she said. “But if you don’t see the lines you should take a step back. Let her heal and then worry about making a connection with her.” He knew that it hurt her to say it, but she wouldn’t hold back.
AUTHOR BIO:USA Today Bestselling author by day and superhero by night, April spends her time split between real and fantasy worlds. While she writes across genres, her heart lives with Contemporary Romance that will tear her readers apart.
She lives on the rocky coast of Maine, in the perfect place to visit the ocean but still live surrounded by the woods. Her son inspires her to write, demanding stories that he’s not allowed to read.
As long as she has coffee, April can conquer the world… but she hates talking about herself in third person.
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