<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610</id><updated>2012-01-03T08:47:38.288-08:00</updated><category term='D'/><title type='text'>Welcome To My World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-7448530178533723408</id><published>2012-01-03T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:47:38.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Miss Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZASzbe0mjAo/TwMwBHvv8XI/AAAAAAAAAEg/W3zzGUNzPag/s1600/pw9780821779576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZASzbe0mjAo/TwMwBHvv8XI/AAAAAAAAAEg/W3zzGUNzPag/s320/pw9780821779576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693447149743763826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mr. and Miss Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; December 27, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ISBN: 978-0-8217-7957-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope Lies In The Past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Like many college students struggling to get by, Lily Madison and Peter Kelly help pay for tuition by making donations to a local fertility clinic. One day they meet each other at the clinic and find they have more in common than their mutual attraction, like the odd feeling all is not as it seems at the clinic. But their meeting is brief and Lily and Pete go their separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later, Pete, now a wealthy entrepreneur, sees Lily in an airport and instantly falls for her all over again. While they enjoy their unlikely reunion, a story on the news captures their attention: the disappearance of two teenage boys may be linked to the fertility clinic Pete and Lily visited in college. In a shocking twist, one of the boys looks exactly like Pete…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-7448530178533723408?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7448530178533723408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=7448530178533723408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7448530178533723408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7448530178533723408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-and-miss-anonymous.html' title='Mr. and Miss Anonymous'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZASzbe0mjAo/TwMwBHvv8XI/AAAAAAAAAEg/W3zzGUNzPag/s72-c/pw9780821779576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-7369247022389825751</id><published>2011-11-03T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:48:51.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Spirits Bright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8WunLwj6k/TrLFar9SwGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RNxht2FWURM/s1600/Picture%2B12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8WunLwj6k/TrLFar9SwGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RNxht2FWURM/s320/Picture%2B12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670811943079952482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Making Spirits Bright&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; October 25, 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ISBN: 978-1-4201-0836-1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Making Spirits Bright” by Fern Michaels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Melanie McLaughlin desperately wants to adopt two orphaned siblings and give them a real home for Christmas. A just-for-the-holiday marriage to Bryce Landry fits her plan perfectly…until unexpected sparks have Melanie dreaming of forever by his side…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Runaway Christmas” by Elizabeth Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A glass of wine, lounging in pajamas, and catching up on movies—that’s Heidi Bogue’s idea of a perfect Christmas. Until her thirteen-year-old niece makes a surprise visit—and a snowstorm turns Heidi’s café into a community refuge. Now one handsome cop is giving Heidi plenty more reasons to celebrate…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Home For Christmas” by Rosalind Noonan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jo Truman needs a replacement Santa for her gift shop’s Christmas Eve party. She’ll do whatever it takes to convince lonely soldier Sam Norwood that he’s perfect for the part…and that the season for love is always…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Christmas On Cape Cod” by Nan Rossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maddie Carlson would do anything for her best friend. And helping Asa Coleman babysit a rambunctious puppy Christmas Eve night is her one chance to help the troubled teacher put his past to rest…and give the sweetest gift of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-7369247022389825751?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7369247022389825751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=7369247022389825751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7369247022389825751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7369247022389825751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/11/making-spirits-bright.html' title='Making Spirits Bright'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8WunLwj6k/TrLFar9SwGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RNxht2FWURM/s72-c/Picture%2B12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-5622702764608169621</id><published>2011-10-04T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:52:18.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Timberwoods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUbF1tUFNrI/TotxDzlzOGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DoqrJKcp_5Q/s1600/Picture%2B13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUbF1tUFNrI/TotxDzlzOGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DoqrJKcp_5Q/s320/Picture%2B13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659741666923460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Christmas at Timberwoods&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 27, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ISBN: 978-0-8217-7587-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s the most wonderful time of the year…and for Heather Andrews, security manager at Timberwoods Mall, undoubtedly the busiest. But this Christmas, Heather has more to contend with than frazzled parents and disgruntled Santas. Angela Steinhart, a young woman who designed the mall’s spectacular holiday displays, has had a premonition that tragedy will strike on Christmas Eve. And Angela’s visions have a habit of coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather would love to dismiss the warning as holiday stress. But the more she gets to know the quiet, lonely Angela, the more she trusts her. In Lex, her boss, Heather finds an ally–and the glimmer of something more profound. And as the days count down, it will take all of her wits, hope, and unflagging courage to stop someone from destroying the season in one split second…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-5622702764608169621?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5622702764608169621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=5622702764608169621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5622702764608169621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5622702764608169621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/christmas-at-timberwoods.html' title='Christmas at Timberwoods'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUbF1tUFNrI/TotxDzlzOGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/DoqrJKcp_5Q/s72-c/Picture%2B13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6230885315382086748</id><published>2011-09-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T07:56:24.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_laUTcBvS4c/TmY0b73L09I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nhgEtdqTsmE/s1600/lateedition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_laUTcBvS4c/TmY0b73L09I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nhgEtdqTsmE/s320/lateedition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649260437113131986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Late Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;August 30, 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;978-0758227225&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ps-shownContent"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teresa "Toots" Loudenberry has a knack for  finding adventure. But ever since Sophie convinced her friends to start  holding regular seances, life in Los Angeles is getting a little too  dramatic even for Toots' tastes. When Ida receives a message suggesting  that her late husband was murdered, Toots decides it's time the  Godmothers left L.A. for her hometown of Charleston...Meanwhile, Mavis  has been acting suspiciously and refuses to divulge what she's up to.  She should know by now that Ida, Toots, and Sophie will never let  secrets rest or ignore a friend in need. And when the Godmothers  discover that whoever killed Ida's husband has plans for Ida too,  they'll do what they do best - rally together, concoct a daring plan,  and show the world there is no match for these formidable friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6230885315382086748?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6230885315382086748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6230885315382086748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6230885315382086748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6230885315382086748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/09/late-edition.html' title='Late Edition'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_laUTcBvS4c/TmY0b73L09I/AAAAAAAAAEA/nhgEtdqTsmE/s72-c/lateedition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-7674360995385552333</id><published>2011-06-24T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:04:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Zv66tRfj0c/TgTsndhOqgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lDoEkjNrUA8/s1600/Picture%2B27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Zv66tRfj0c/TgTsndhOqgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lDoEkjNrUA8/s320/Picture%2B27.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621878397548276226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;June 28, 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-0-8217-7954-5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kate and Alex Rocket are blessed with a wonderful marriage and a lovely home. Although Kate can't have children, she and Alex look upon Sara and Emily, daughters of their good friends Don and Debbie Winter, as part of their family. With one phone call, everything changes. Sara accuses Alex of a terrible act, opening up a vicious rift between the couples. Kate watches helplessly as her innocent husband is convicted and sent to prison. But when even greater tragedy strikes, Kate's grief turns to anger, and she discovers an inner strength and steel-edged resolve to clear her husband's name - and ruin those who destroyed their life together. But Kate's greatest challenge will be in avenging Alex without losing her chance at a new future - and a precious new love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-7674360995385552333?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7674360995385552333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=7674360995385552333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7674360995385552333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7674360995385552333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/06/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Zv66tRfj0c/TgTsndhOqgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lDoEkjNrUA8/s72-c/Picture%2B27.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6117402445282296284</id><published>2011-05-04T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:57:12.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAmodprDrHY/TcG8x_cDWKI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQKKZv7zME0/s1600/Picture%2B28.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAmodprDrHY/TcG8x_cDWKI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQKKZv7zME0/s320/Picture%2B28.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602966978454313122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Southern Comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hardcover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26, 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;978-0-7582-2717-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Atlanta homicide detective Patrick 'Tick' Kelly turned his back on the  world the day his wife and children were murdered. Abandoning his city  and his career, he holed up in a beach house on Mango Key, Florida, and  drowned his grief in Jack Daniels. Now sober and a bestselling author,  Tick would gladly stay a recluse forever if his brother Pete didn't keep  trying to drag him back to the land of the living. After years of  sacrificing her personal life in favour of her DEA job, special agent  Kate Rush resigned and moved back to her native Miami. But the  unofficial assignment that has just come her way is too intriguing to  pass up. She and a fellow ex-agent are relocated to Mango Key to keep an  eye on an imposing, mysterious fortress believed to be at the centre of  a human trafficking ring. At first, the Kelly brothers are suspected of  involvement, but Kate is sure Tick poses no danger - except for the  slow-burning gaze that makes her breath catch and her heart race. Tick  finds himself fascinated by Kate's investigation - and by her inviting  mix of courage and kindness. Teaming up, they uncover a web of betrayal,  blackmail, and ruthless greed.  And as danger mounts, Tick realizes how  far he'll go to protect the rare and surprising gift that's come his  way: a second chance at a happy ending.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6117402445282296284?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6117402445282296284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6117402445282296284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6117402445282296284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6117402445282296284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/05/southern-comfort.html' title='Southern Comfort'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAmodprDrHY/TcG8x_cDWKI/AAAAAAAAADs/BQKKZv7zME0/s72-c/Picture%2B28.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6476198391313205077</id><published>2011-04-06T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:44:38.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iAODlUBlgI/TZyI9oRDxLI/AAAAAAAAADk/M3V1j2vZ2MU/s1600/homefree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iAODlUBlgI/TZyI9oRDxLI/AAAAAAAAADk/M3V1j2vZ2MU/s320/homefree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592495429649679538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Book 20 in the Sisterhood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 29, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-1194-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;United by a desire to overcome their personal misfortunes, seven very different women formed an indelible bond and vowed to right wrongs wherever they found them. They’ve succeeded beyond their wildest dreams. After years known as the Vigilantes, Myra, Annie, Kathryn, Alexis, Yoko, Nikki, and Isabelle are enjoying their hard-won freedom and the chance at a normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, once you’re a part of the Sisterhood, normal is a relative term. President Martine Connor, their long-time ally, has announced the formation of a top-secret organization. Officially, the CIC won’t exist. Unofficially, they’ll report directly to the president and tackle the jobs no one else can handle. For the Sisterhood, it’s the end of an era—and the beginning of a whole new adventure…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6476198391313205077?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6476198391313205077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6476198391313205077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6476198391313205077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6476198391313205077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2011/04/home-free.html' title='Home Free'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iAODlUBlgI/TZyI9oRDxLI/AAAAAAAAADk/M3V1j2vZ2MU/s72-c/homefree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-5422307241470733943</id><published>2010-12-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T13:56:39.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TQKg_YRkVzI/AAAAAAAAADU/YQLQ3ca-fW8/s1600/dejavu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TQKg_YRkVzI/AAAAAAAAADU/YQLQ3ca-fW8/s320/dejavu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549174701582210866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 28, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1420111934&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to a presidential pardon, the Sisterhood can put their fugitive days behind them and resume their lives in peace. Still, all the women admit that lately things are a little too calm and peaceful. Meeting up for the first time in months to celebrate Kathryn's birthday - in the City of Sin, no less - seems like the perfect antidote. But before they can kick up their heels something too big to pass up is dropped into their laps. The time has come to deal with Enemy Number 1, aka, Hank Jellicoe. Wanted by the FBI, the CIA, and Homeland Security for starters, President Connor, herself, has run out of patience with their lack of results. Only the Sisterhood, with their special blend of guts, imagination, and friends in all places are capable of pulling off the impossible - of hunting down this monster and taking him out once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-5422307241470733943?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5422307241470733943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=5422307241470733943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5422307241470733943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5422307241470733943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TQKg_YRkVzI/AAAAAAAAADU/YQLQ3ca-fW8/s72-c/dejavu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8804333731616958125</id><published>2010-11-05T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:02:36.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQqIgLU9AI/AAAAAAAAADM/YpJ4uqmiV5w/s1600/c29601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQqIgLU9AI/AAAAAAAAADM/YpJ4uqmiV5w/s320/c29601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536096167509947394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holiday Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 26, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-0835-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mistletoe, magic, twinkling lights, and stolen kisses… Experience all the wonders of the holiday season with these four irresistible stories…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Holiday Magic” by Fern Michaels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ski shop manager Stephanie Marshall is counting on a holiday bonus so she can put a down payment on a home for herself and her daughters. But her handsome boss, Eddie O’Brien, has his own Christmas wish—one that could lead to a lifetime of loving…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“A Very Merry Christmas” by Cathy Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith Ghirlandaio’s to-do list is already overflowing, between keeping her B&amp;amp;B afloat, directing the town’s holiday concert, and trying to avoid rancher Logan Taylor. Doesn’t he know Meredith’s through with men—even rugged, alpha, drop-dead-gorgeous men? Then again, some vows were meant to be broken…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“A Very Maui Christmas” by Mary Carter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara Lane has the perfect plan to avoid another hellish family holiday—fly to Maui. Too bad her family decided to follow suit. But a laid-back handyman is about to prove you don’t need snow to have a sparkling, sexy Christmas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“A Cedar Key Christmas” by Terri DuLong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single mom Josie Sullivan is proud of her young daughter, Orli, for helping local fisherman Mr. Al restore his crumbling home. And when Mr. Al’s nephew, Ben, pays a visit, Josie realizes just how much Christmas magic one good deed can bring… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8804333731616958125?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8804333731616958125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8804333731616958125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8804333731616958125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8804333731616958125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/11/holiday-magic.html' title='Holiday Magic'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQqIgLU9AI/AAAAAAAAADM/YpJ4uqmiV5w/s72-c/c29601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8560836322309503535</id><published>2010-11-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:56:09.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Home For Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQn8wlrOcI/AAAAAAAAADE/gR2DqcfzCjA/s1600/9781420121421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQn8wlrOcI/AAAAAAAAADE/gR2DqcfzCjA/s320/9781420121421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536093766733740482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll Be Home For Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 28, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-2142-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The perfect holiday surprise is a yuletide treat from the beloved pen of #1 New York Times bestselling author Fern Michaels. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comfort And Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Angie Bradford took over her mother's gift wrap business in the Eagle Department Store, she and handsome store chief Josh Eagle have been at odds. When Josh threatens to give up on the business it's time for a miracle under the mistletoe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Christmas Stocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Baran is determined to raise money for a new seniors' center by harvesting Christmas trees from the small-town Virginia farm she remembers from her childhood. Trouble is, Gus Moss has his own ideas about saving the farm his father has neglected. Neither wants to give up, but when attraction turns to romance, they just might have to give in. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bright Red Ribbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being dumped by your boyfriend on Christmas Eve has got to be the worst. Still, Morgan Ames promised she'd wait two Christmases for his return--tonight--and she always keeps her promises. But a sudden snowstorm has other ideas, including a romantic turn Morgan never imagined. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry, Merry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If cosmetic king Peter King thinks he's going to buy struggling veterinarian Andi Evans's family property out from under her, he's got another thing coming. This Christmas, she's ready for war. . .or would that be love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8560836322309503535?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8560836322309503535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8560836322309503535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8560836322309503535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8560836322309503535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-home-for-christmas.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Home For Christmas'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TNQn8wlrOcI/AAAAAAAAADE/gR2DqcfzCjA/s72-c/9781420121421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-1059596260724635977</id><published>2010-10-04T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T09:54:48.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TKoFToEcdGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/D4iHavisDFA/s1600/crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TKoFToEcdGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/D4iHavisDFA/s320/crossroads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524233727655048290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Book 18 in the Sisterhood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 28, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1420111927&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Sisterhood Will Not Be Broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s been a year and a half since the women of the Sisterhood received their presidential pardons, but the freedom they craved has come at a high price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The impossibly lucrative positions handed out to them by the mysterious Global Securities company have turned out to be golden handcuffs-scattering them around the world, cutting off communication, and leaving them in miserable isolation. But a happy homecoming at the old Virginia farmhouse is marred by the hijacking of Nikki and Kathryn’s private jet. It seems their few fellow passengers are not ordinary travelers-they’re an elite group of Interpol agents who urgently need the Sisterhood’s help. Now the ladies face a stark choice: resume their vigilante status for one of their most hazardous assignments yet, or try to outwit a group of powerful adversaries willing to use truly desperate measures. This time, everything is in the balance-their lives, their friendship, and the freedom they fought so hard to gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-1059596260724635977?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1059596260724635977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=1059596260724635977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1059596260724635977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1059596260724635977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/10/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TKoFToEcdGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/D4iHavisDFA/s72-c/crossroads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6846871791912858453</id><published>2010-09-07T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:58:15.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TIZS34jCaTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/crYT9wGvq1Y/s1600/exclusive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TIZS34jCaTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/crYT9wGvq1Y/s320/exclusive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514185913787377970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exclusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;br /&gt;August 31, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-0758227201&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Toots Loudenberry relocated to Los Angeles from South Carolina to be near her daughter, Abby, she expected to bump into the occasional celebrity. She just never expected them to be dead. Meanwhile, Toots, Sophie, and Mavis are concerned that the prestigious Dr. Sameer’s budding romance with Ida may have something to do with his ailing bank balance. And Abby’s attempted makeover of the celebrity magazine The Informer into the most talked-about tabloid in town could end more than just her career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Godmothers wouldn’t be the Godmothers if they weren’t pulling a few behind-the-scenes strings, and Abby’s hopes of changing the fortunes of The Informer are still alive. Yet it’ll take an assist from a source no one could have predicted, let alone see, to secure a story that will shake Tinseltown to its very core…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6846871791912858453?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6846871791912858453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6846871791912858453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6846871791912858453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6846871791912858453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/09/exclusive.html' title='Exclusive'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TIZS34jCaTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/crYT9wGvq1Y/s72-c/exclusive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8767691630644680317</id><published>2010-08-03T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:26:12.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TFh6mDCCJ-I/AAAAAAAAACk/L6vrZ-6xc64/s1600/gameover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TFh6mDCCJ-I/AAAAAAAAACk/L6vrZ-6xc64/s320/gameover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501281738900514786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Game Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperback&lt;br /&gt;June 29, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1420106879&lt;br /&gt;Book 17  in the Sisterhood Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fighting for what’s right-even when it’s put them on the wrong side of the law—the women of the Sisterhood have taken on formidable opponents and won. Lately, the faithful friends have had plenty of reason to celebrate. With yet another successful assignment behind them, Myra, Annie, Kathryn, Alexis, Yoko, Nikki, and Isabelle have enjoyed a relaxing Christmas together, and welcomed loved ones to Big Pine Mountain for the wedding of Myra and Charles. But as the last guests leave the mountain, Annie convenes her Sisters and makes an important announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come to secure the pardon promised to them by President Martine Connor. Since she took office, they’ve waited patiently for her to honor her word, and now the time has come for action. But even with their ally Lizzie Fox ensconced as Chief White House Counsel, this is their most daunting task yet. To succeed, they’ll need to evade the Secret Service and infiltrate the most fiercely protected premises in the country: the White House. With their mentor, Charles, at the helm, and loyal friends aiding them at every turn, the Sisters finally have a chance to leave their lives of exile and adventure behind them. But even if you take the woman out of the Sisterhood, can you take the Sisterhood out of women as daring and devoted as these…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8767691630644680317?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8767691630644680317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8767691630644680317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8767691630644680317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8767691630644680317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/08/game-over-paperback-june-29-2010.html' title='Game Over'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/TFh6mDCCJ-I/AAAAAAAAACk/L6vrZ-6xc64/s72-c/gameover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-1573554172378591454</id><published>2010-07-29T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T07:01:59.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quilt for Charity</title><content type='html'>A quilt for charity is in the works! Click the links below to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fernmichaels.com/jos-library-quilt/"&gt;http://fernmichaels.com/jos-library-quilt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joslibraryquilt.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.joslibraryquilt.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-1573554172378591454?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1573554172378591454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=1573554172378591454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1573554172378591454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1573554172378591454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/07/quilt-for-charity.html' title='A Quilt for Charity'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-1616908370846080880</id><published>2010-04-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:01:56.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly Deals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S739N9r7KBI/AAAAAAAAACc/CRGvLBRG-s0/s1600/deadlydeals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S739N9r7KBI/AAAAAAAAACc/CRGvLBRG-s0/s320/deadlydeals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457796739781830674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet  ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deadly Deals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperback&lt;br /&gt;April 2010&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Zebra&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-0686-2&lt;br /&gt;Book 16  in the Sisterhood Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After years of trying to become pregnant without success, Rachel Dawson  and her husband Thomas felt their dreams had finally come true the day  they brought home their newly adopted twin babies. Though the lawyer  Baron Bell who arranged for the surrogate mother charged a hefty  six-figure fee, one glance into the eyes of their precious children told  them it was all worth it. Until the birth mother reappeared, first  demanding more money, then the twins themselves. Suddenly Baron Bell was  nowhere to be found, and the Dawsons were once again childless,  heartbroken and nearly destitute. When the case finds its way to the  offices of high-profile attorney Lizzie Fox, she can't wait to take down  the so-called 'Mr. Wonderful'. And she knows she'll have all the help  she needs as it's just the kind of crime that really gets the  Sisterhood's adrenalin flowing. Once they get their hands on the  perpetrators there will be hell to pay, and it will cost a lot more than  cold, hard cash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-1616908370846080880?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1616908370846080880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=1616908370846080880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1616908370846080880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1616908370846080880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/deadly-deals.html' title='Deadly Deals'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S739N9r7KBI/AAAAAAAAACc/CRGvLBRG-s0/s72-c/deadlydeals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-5181828996195966286</id><published>2010-02-02T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:20:15.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanishing Act</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S2hb6QmF9EI/AAAAAAAAACU/6wVGHITH-ec/s1600-h/VanishingActCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S2hb6QmF9EI/AAAAAAAAACU/6wVGHITH-ec/s320/VanishingActCover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433694006867784770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDDy9OSmdI/AAAAAAAAACE/pG17xyyny5s/s1600-h/snow_angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanishing Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperback&lt;br /&gt;January 5, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-0685-5&lt;br /&gt;Book 15 in the Sisterhood Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a hot, sunny afternoon on the mountain top, and the sisters are enjoying sitting around the pool chatting and laughing, frosty glasses of lemonade to keep them cool and relaxed. It’s a welcome hiatus after their last harrowing mission, and the only cloud over the happy occasion is that Charles, their mentor, is still mysteriously absent. But amid the friendly bickering about who’s going to make dinner and what that might be, the Ladies of Pinewood receive some dreadful news: Harry Wong–Yoko’s true love and a staunch supporter of the Sisterhood–has become the victim of a ruthless identity theft ring. Harry’s bank accounts have been closed out, his beloved dojo is being foreclosed on, and he’s being evicted. Distraught, Yoko is about to rush down the mountain to Harry’s aid when the Sisters intercept her. A situation like Harry’s requires finesse, careful planning, and their distinctive brand of vigilante justice. It’s not enough to make sure that Harry gets back what is rightfully his. The ladies intend to make sure that the miscreants who invaded his life will pay in a way they’ll never forget. One for all and all for one–that’s the Sisterhood way,and heaven help those who forget it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-5181828996195966286?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5181828996195966286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=5181828996195966286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5181828996195966286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5181828996195966286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2010/02/vanishing-act.html' title='Vanishing Act'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/S2hb6QmF9EI/AAAAAAAAACU/6wVGHITH-ec/s72-c/VanishingActCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6293787492626679481</id><published>2009-11-03T15:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:00:42.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDD81TmE0I/AAAAAAAAACM/fdSxC24UbWk/s1600-h/snow_angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400031403086058306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDD81TmE0I/AAAAAAAAACM/fdSxC24UbWk/s320/snow_angels.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDDy9OSmdI/AAAAAAAAACE/pG17xyyny5s/s1600-h/snow_angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Snow Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;October 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Publisher: Kensington &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ISBN: 978-1420103649  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The only way irresistibly handsome Olympic skier Max Jorgenson wants to spend Christmas is...alone. But when social worker Grace Landry stumbles into his log cabin during a snowstorm, an unexpected magic rekindles his heart, his hopes, and the sweetest of Christmas dreams..."The Presents of Angels" is written by Marie Bostwick. Ex-Rockette Kendra Loomis doesn't regret giving up New York's bright lights to be a Vermont minister's wife. But their small town's Christmas countdown is becoming a major stress-fest - and the only way she can save the day is to prove that giving is the most precious gift of all..."Decorations" is written by Janna McMahan. All Michelle Duncan wanted for Christmas was a new life. And by helping her ailing mother she found one - as manager of a charming holiday craft store. She never expected that the fringe benefits would be muscular sculptor Baxter Brow - and one last chance to make all her wishes come true..."Miracle on Main Street" is written by Rosalind Noonan. New York City policeman Joe Cody and his wife Sheila can't afford much of a holiday for their two kids. He's sure not expecting much yuletide joy while working on Christmas Day - until a desperate wish and several unexplainable events open his eyes to a wonderland of blessings and love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6293787492626679481?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6293787492626679481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6293787492626679481' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6293787492626679481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6293787492626679481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow-angels_03.html' title='Snow Angels'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDD81TmE0I/AAAAAAAAACM/fdSxC24UbWk/s72-c/snow_angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-1419547220464271159</id><published>2009-11-03T15:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:58:02.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Razor Sharp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDDTIAd3XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rkT4AP4z7ZQ/s1600-h/razor_sharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400030686551596402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDDTIAd3XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rkT4AP4z7ZQ/s320/razor_sharp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Razor Sharp&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;September 29, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Publisher: Kensington &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-0684-8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Book 14 of the Sisterhood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the course of their adventures, the women of the Sisterhood--Myra, Annie, Kathryn, Alexis, Yoko , Nikki, and Isabelle--have made their share of enemies. But they've also acquired some loyal allies, including Lizzie Fox. A powerful attorney with a cut-throat reputation, Lizzie has just taken on a high-profile new case. Only when the deal is made does Lizzie realize she'll be defending Lily Flowers, the infamous Madam of a high-class bordello. For years, she operated the successful bordello under the guise of a summer camp, and her clients included some of the richest and most influential men in the country. Now Lily is on the run, sure that if the case came to trial, she and her "girls" would rot in jail while her wealthy, arrogant customers get off scot-free. But one phone call to the Sisterhood might just change all that. The Ladies of Pinewood are about to come to Lizzie's aid... And even the highest courts in the land will prove no match for seven fearless friends determined to ensure that real justice is served, Sisterhood style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-1419547220464271159?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1419547220464271159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=1419547220464271159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1419547220464271159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/1419547220464271159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/11/razor-sharp.html' title='Razor Sharp'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SvDDTIAd3XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rkT4AP4z7ZQ/s72-c/razor_sharp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-869845530524155096</id><published>2009-10-03T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:21:36.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scoop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SsdPrspu2FI/AAAAAAAAABs/f1PRwcHYuw0/s1600-h/the_scoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388363091311253586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SsdPrspu2FI/AAAAAAAAABs/f1PRwcHYuw0/s320/the_scoop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Available NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ISBN: 0758227183&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teresa “Toots” Amelia Loudenberry has crammed a great deal of living—not to mention eight much-loved husbands—into her varied and rewarding life. Newly single, Toots is ready to taste life again, and fate has just handed her the perfect opportunity. The owner of the gossip rag where Toots’s daughter works is about to lose the paper to his gambling debts. Eager to find a way to keep her daughter employed among the movers and shakers of Hollywood, Toots calls on her three trusted friends—Sophie, Mavis, and Ida—to help her pull some strings. Together, they’ll hatch a plan that promises thrills, laughter, and more than a hint of danger. Putting aside her widow’s weeds (black was never her color), Toots will prove that you should never underestimate a Southern lady of a certain age, and that each day can be a gift, if you’re willing to claim it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-869845530524155096?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/869845530524155096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=869845530524155096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/869845530524155096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/869845530524155096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/scoop.html' title='The Scoop'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SsdPrspu2FI/AAAAAAAAABs/f1PRwcHYuw0/s72-c/the_scoop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-811958149576804845</id><published>2009-06-08T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:09:48.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Radar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345081029146322946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Si2K4GXyKAI/AAAAAAAAABk/dz01H9iMdwo/s320/under_the_radar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Si2K4GXyKAI/AAAAAAAAABk/dz01H9iMdwo/s1600-h/under_the_radar.jpg"&gt;Available&lt;/a&gt; NOW&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-4201-0683-1&lt;br /&gt;Book 13 in the Sisterhood Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Middle Of The Night, The Sisterhood Is Your Only Hope . . . A Sister’s work is never done—not when there are wrongs to right and underdogs to defend. Just returned to their mountaintop hideaway after their latest successful mission, the seven fearless friends enjoy a celebratory dinner and retire to bed. But within an hour, an alarm sounds, and the ladies rush into the compound in time to see Myra and their mentor, Charles, climbing aboard a helicopter. All that’s left is a mysterious note, signed by Charles. Still reeling, the Sisters receive an urgent call from retired justice Pearl Barnes. Pearl runs an underground railroad to help abused and displaced women, and she’s just rescued fourteen pregnant teenagers who belong to a highly secretive and controversial polygamy sect. But keeping the girls safe will require the kind of help only the Sisterhood can provide—if they can band together and go it alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-811958149576804845?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/811958149576804845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=811958149576804845' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/811958149576804845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/811958149576804845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-radar.html' title='Under the Radar'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Si2K4GXyKAI/AAAAAAAAABk/dz01H9iMdwo/s72-c/under_the_radar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8948228583766510220</id><published>2009-05-04T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:06:02.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Miss Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Sf9ktXToazI/AAAAAAAAABc/TKMGfrNhby8/s1600-h/mrandmiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332091214343203634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Sf9ktXToazI/AAAAAAAAABc/TKMGfrNhby8/s320/mrandmiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Available NOW&lt;/div&gt;Hardcover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Publisher: Kensington &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISBN: 978-0-7582-1272-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;College senior Lily Madison is on her own and desperate to pay for her last semester of school. With nowhere to turn, she makes the difficult decision to donate her eggs to a fertility clinic. Pete Kelly is also a penniless student who supplements his tuition money by visiting a sperm bank. One day, Lily and Pete meet at the clinic and talk about their secret. They agree the clinic gives them an odd feeling, as if all is not as it seems. Despite their obvious attraction, Lily and Pete go their separate ways. Twenty years have passed and Lily often wonders if she has a child somewhere in the world. She also thinks a lot about Pete. Now a wealthy entrepreneur, Pete never forgot Lily either, and when he sees her in an airport one day, he falls for her all over again. But while they enjoy their unlikely reunion, a story on the news has them riveted. Two teenage boys are missing and their disappearance may be linked to the fertility clinic Pete and Lily visited in college. In a shocking twist, one of the boys looks exactly like Pete. Lily and Pete are now determined to find out what really went on at the clinic all those years ago. When the whole story comes out, the truth will be more than they bargained for. But they will discover that letting go of their secrets from the past is the best way to build a future worth fighting for… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8948228583766510220?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8948228583766510220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8948228583766510220' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8948228583766510220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8948228583766510220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-and-mrs-anonymous.html' title='Mr. and Miss Anonymous'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/Sf9ktXToazI/AAAAAAAAABc/TKMGfrNhby8/s72-c/mrandmiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6523498177681906662</id><published>2009-04-16T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:49:38.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Close And Personal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/See1rj5T8-I/AAAAAAAAABU/q7YWQi4-8RU/s1600-h/up_close_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325424844363527138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/See1rj5T8-I/AAAAAAAAABU/q7YWQi4-8RU/s320/up_close_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Available Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paperback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Publisher: Kensington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ISBN: 978-0-8217-7956-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For generations, the Windsors have lived on the family’s grand estate in Crestwood, South Carolina, as intertwined with local life as sweet tea and pecan pie. Now, on the anniversary of her daughter Emily’s death, Sarabess Windsor believes she may be the last to carry the family name—unless she can find her second daughter, Trinity, who disappeared fifteen years ago. But the town has never forgotten her…especially not handsome lawyer Jake Forrest. Trinity swore never to return to Crestwood. But some ties—to a place, to a past, to the people we once were and dreams we once had—can never be fully broken. And as family secrets are revealed, and desires old and new come to light, Trinity may discover the one thing she never expected to find in Crestwood: a place to call home at last.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6523498177681906662?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6523498177681906662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6523498177681906662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6523498177681906662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6523498177681906662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-close-and-personal.html' title='Up Close And Personal'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/See1rj5T8-I/AAAAAAAAABU/q7YWQi4-8RU/s72-c/up_close_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-5395321577643832523</id><published>2009-01-06T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:02:04.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Justice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SWP2Br2hJmI/AAAAAAAAABM/bYmE2qstSBg/s1600-h/final_justice_64.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 62px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288340896274785890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SWP2Br2hJmI/AAAAAAAAABM/bYmE2qstSBg/s320/final_justice_64.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Justice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Available NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;Book 12 in the Sisterhood Series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt; The seven women of the Sisterhood--Myra, Annie, Kathryn, Alexis, Yoko, Nikki, and Isabelle--have risked everything in the name of justice, including their own freedom. Their most recent mission promised to reward them with a presidential pardon and a chance to leave their enforced exile. But before they can enjoy their prize, they'll have to tackle a risky new mission in the heart of Sin City.Myra and Annie's childhood friend, Beatrice, needs a favor. The nine-times-widowed Beatrice has money to burn, and she's willing to spend it to help rescue her estranged daughter, Marble Rose, who's landed in serious trouble. It seems that Marble Rose has been enjoying a stroke of good luck at the casinos lately--the kind of luck that makes enemies of the most powerful people in Vegas. Those people want Marble Rose stopped permanently. But as the Sisters investigate with the help of their ally and attorney, Lizzie Fox, they discover a web of corruption at the most successful casino in town. And targeting the source--and seeing justice served--will mean taking on their most ruthless opponent yet.Armed with Annie's sizable checkbook and Alexis's red bag of tricks, the Ladies of Pinewood are about to put a daring plan in action. The Sisters have never failed before but in Vegas, there are no sure bets--and the only thing they know with certainty is that this time, they'll have to wager everything they hold dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-5395321577643832523?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5395321577643832523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=5395321577643832523' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5395321577643832523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/5395321577643832523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2009/01/final-justice.html' title='Final Justice'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SWP2Br2hJmI/AAAAAAAAABM/bYmE2qstSBg/s72-c/final_justice_64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8733590545636108517</id><published>2008-11-04T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:23:20.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SRDmSAoXbiI/AAAAAAAAABE/c__0xmVDsqw/s1600-h/silverbells.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264961161477451298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SRDmSAoXbiI/AAAAAAAAABE/c__0xmVDsqw/s320/silverbells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Silver Bells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Available NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the air, there's a feeling of Christmas! So settle into your coziest armchair and enjoy four captivating tales that will make your holidays merry and bright..."Silver Bells" by Fern Michaels. For years, movie star Amy Lee wondered what it would be like to leave her shallow Hollywood life and go back home to Apple Valley, Pennsylvania. This Christmas, she plans to find out. And Hank Anders, her high-school boyfriend, is now ready to give her a welcome she'll never forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8733590545636108517?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8733590545636108517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8733590545636108517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8733590545636108517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8733590545636108517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2008/11/silver-bells.html' title='Silver Bells'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SRDmSAoXbiI/AAAAAAAAABE/c__0xmVDsqw/s72-c/silverbells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-8484218751195919606</id><published>2008-10-07T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:02:59.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collateral Damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SOvrZ1DevWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rM0wOFanemo/s1600-h/collateral_damage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254552219228749154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SOvrZ1DevWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rM0wOFanemo/s320/collateral_damage.jpg" width="130" height="202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collateral Damage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Available NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Book 11 of The Sisterhood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In their unusual approach to justice, the seven women of the Sisterhood have stuck together through it all, including living as fugitives. But for the first time, the Sisterhood verges on falling apart after Charles Martin asks them to choose between two difficult assignments. The first job could make them more money than they could ever imagine, the second offers something even more valuable: a presidential pardon, and along with it, a chance for the ladies to finally emerge from hiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The second choice seems like a no-brainer, but after a lot of harsh words and stubbornness a rift has been exposed. For the sake of their union, Annie, Alexis, Nikki, Isabelle, Kathryn, Yoko and Myra pick their new mission and try to put their differences aside. A mysterious Washington, D.C. political operative needs the women to track down a computer hacker who has stolen a list of secret fundraisers' names and sold it to an identity theft ring. No one in either political party wants it known that valuable personal information has been mis-handled, and with a presidential election looming, the stakes are high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But as the Sisterhood set out to find the culprits, they soon discover the job is a lot more dangerous than they thought. Who really is their well-connected client? Will he come through with his promise? And can they stop fighting--and stay alive--long enough to see it happen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-8484218751195919606?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8484218751195919606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=8484218751195919606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8484218751195919606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/8484218751195919606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2008/10/collateral-damage.html' title='Collateral Damage'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SOvrZ1DevWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rM0wOFanemo/s72-c/collateral_damage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-7914817748305613910</id><published>2008-07-09T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:03:51.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SHSRETCfTRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iT7u7ThOxFM/s1600-h/fast_track_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220957371045465362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SHSRETCfTRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iT7u7ThOxFM/s320/fast_track_100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fast Track  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in Paperback!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Available NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Book 10 in The Sisterhood Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHEN YOU NEED THE BEST, YOU NEED THE SISTERHOOD...It's been years since the members of the Sisterhood first banded together, with the help of their mentor Charles Martin, to exact their own form of justice on those whose crimes had gone unpunished by the legal system. Now, back in the United States after an enforced exile, and ensconced in a new home on Big Pine Mountain in North Carolina, Myra, Kathryn, Annie, Alexis, Isabelle, Yoko, and Nikki are breathing easy at last-but not for long. One dark night, under cover of a vicious storm, a helicopter lands on their mountain. The Sisters aren't about to wait to be ambushed. Braving the storm, they set out to greet their guests, only to be told by Charles that the mysterious visitors are the Sisterhood's new employers, and they've got a dangerous new assignment in mind. The task they face is daunting. If they succeed, the Sisterhood will be rewarded beyond their wildest dreams. If they fail, they'll forfeit much more than a paycheck. But if the Ladies of Pinewood have learned one thing over the course of their adventures, it's that when friends band together, miracles can happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-7914817748305613910?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7914817748305613910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=7914817748305613910' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7914817748305613910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/7914817748305613910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2008/07/fast-track.html' title='Fast Track'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/SHSRETCfTRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iT7u7ThOxFM/s72-c/fast_track_100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-6679387137421671885</id><published>2008-04-06T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T17:32:57.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D'/><title type='text'>LETTER TO MY READERS</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is trying to bring me up to speed with all the new electronic gizmos, cell phones, IPods and the list goes on. Now they say I have to learn to blog. Reminds me of the panic I went through when my kids tossed out my IBM typewriter and got me a computer. So please be patient and bear with me while I try to figure out what I'm doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any questions about my books, I'll be happy to try to answer them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fern Michaels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-6679387137421671885?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6679387137421671885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=6679387137421671885' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6679387137421671885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/6679387137421671885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-to-my-readers.html' title='LETTER TO MY READERS'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855048120084256610.post-4508744625457185866</id><published>2008-04-03T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:04:30.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokus Pokus is Available!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/R_Vp-baqS8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ziEyVvtJ0qk/s1600-h/hokus_pokus_150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185167067219381186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/R_Vp-baqS8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ziEyVvtJ0qk/s320/hokus_pokus_150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hokus Pokus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paperback&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Book 9 in the Sisterhood series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT EVEN AN OCEAN CAN KEEP THE SISTERHOOD FROM HELPING A FRIEND IN NEED...&lt;/strong&gt;There is no match for the Sisterhood-the seven friends who have taken vigilante justice to a new level-not even the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Although the women foiled former FBI director Mitch Riley's plot to frame their friends judge Nellie Easter and lawyer Lizzie Fox, now they must remain in exile or risk capture They can't complain about their opulent digs on a remote, luxurious mountaintop, but the ladies desperately miss home.Their wish to return might come true sooner than they expect when they receive a panicked call from Supreme Court Chief Justice Pearl Barnes, who faces blackmail for her own illegal brand of justice. Now the women must not only sneak back into the United States, but also remain undetected as they investigate. But how do you make seven women disappear? With a nosy reporter on the brink of exposing them, the clock is ticking as the Sisterhood tries to create a little magic- and save the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855048120084256610-4508744625457185866?l=fern-michaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/feeds/4508744625457185866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855048120084256610&amp;postID=4508744625457185866' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/4508744625457185866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855048120084256610/posts/default/4508744625457185866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fern-michaels.blogspot.com/2008/04/hokus-pokus-is-available.html' title='Hokus Pokus is Available!!!!'/><author><name>Fern Michaels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07552661584965706953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PCQsAbUSBjY/R_Vp-baqS8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/ziEyVvtJ0qk/s72-c/hokus_pokus_150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
