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Anything But Safe Synopsis:
Wallace "Ace" McGregor ran off to chase the rodeo,but not before playing the knight in shining armor to his best friend CheyenneMurphy after a tragic assault left her pregnant. With his latest injury leavinghis chase for rodeo gold in the dust, he finds himself back home. Haunted bythe past and trying to do what he thinks is right, he will have to mend hisrelationship with the best friend he all but abandoned in her time of need andthe older brother he left holding the bag.
Cheyenne Murphy's life hasn't been easy. Now the man who'dleft her broken and pregnant has re-surfaced and is threatening to destroy thesafety and family she's found at McGregor Ranch. At risk of losing her son anddestroying the McGregor family, she will do whatever it takes to ensure theyare all safe, even if it means relying on the parents that disowned her.
When everything is on the line, will Wallace and Cheyennecome to realize that in life and love, they are anything but safe?
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Moira Keith is a lover of shoes, a connoisseur of Guinness,baker of cocktail themed cupcakes, and an overall complete mess!
Moira lives in the glittering sea of neon known as Las Vegaswith her twin zombie sons, three parakeets, and a turtle. but is a proud Texanby birth (and true Southern girl at heart)
As a writer, she loves to envision many worlds within thepresent. Mixing the cities of today with beings that are otherworldly hasbecome a passion. Her love of things that go bump in the night or aren’t quitetangible on this plane of existence, really didn’t start until she was in her teensand she fell in love with a movie about a pack of rowdy teen vampires (thankyou Lost Boys). Her love affair of the paranormal and urban fantasy was bornand it seemed only natural to incorporate that into her writing.
When she’s not writing, her pastimes include hanging outwith her boys, daydreaming, drawing, and reading so she can live vicariouslythrough the characters her peers breathe to life. Indulgences? Why cowboys,vampires, werewolves and faeries… oh my!
Her stories are often filled with the magic of love and themayhem that ensues, which always threatens to keep her couples apart. Shewrites paranormal romance, urban fantasies, and contemporary western romances.She has published three books. Buckling Down, a contemporary western romance,was her debut book. Then in August 2012, Moira introduced the world to herUrban Fantasy work with the debut book in the Moonlight Trilogy, Blood andMoonlight. Her most recent release, Frost, is a holiday novella and the firstin a planned holiday series. She recently contracted a contemporary westernromance, Anything but Safe with Astraea Press, slated for release in the springof 2014.
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Cheyenne woke, painthrobbing in her head. It was dark and scenes from the market cameback to haunt her. Screw Garth. Every time she’d start to forgetand feel normal again, everything about that night came floodingback. Tightness in her chest made it difficult to breathe. Anxietywashed over her and she sat straight up in the bed. “Holden!”
She knew the voicepenetrating the darkness. Familiar, soothing, and there to ease herfears — just as it had been every other time the nightmaresinterrupted her sleep — even during the times there were miles ofroad between them. “Wallace?”
The lights flared tolife and Wallace sank down beside her on the bed. She stared down ather lap and twisted the sheet between her hands. “Why’re youhere? Where’s Holden?”
She felt bad for theharshness of her tone. Knowing Wallace saw through her attempt topush him away didn’t excuse the action. “Sorry.”
The bed dipped, hisweight tipping her slightly toward him, as he shifted to face her.
“Holden’s in theyard with Quinn. He’s fine.” He placed his arm on the other sideof her legs, where they stretched out beside him.
She couldn’t lookat him. Didn’t want him to know how shook up she was, or what hadtaken place at the market. With his free hand, he tilted her chin upso she had no choice but to meet his gaze or act like a child andkeep her eyes closed.
“Care to tell mewhat’s going on with you?”
The concern in hisgray eyes was enough to make her want to crawl up on his lap and cry,as she’d done so many times in the past. But she couldn’t. Notthis time.
“Just bad dreamsagain, same as always.” Only worse now, for reasons she couldn’tshare.
“I know you sawhim.”
“What? How couldyou…” Crap. Holden was a smart kid and had seen the man. Not tomention Maggie, who would usually take a secret to the grave,wouldn’t have kept Garth’s reappearance in Asheville quiet. IfMr. Johnson was bothered enough to come over, he would’ve made sureword got back to Wallace. Whole town probably knew about the incidentby now. Small towns were filled with gossip mongers.
“Don’t be mad atMaggie or Holden.” He ran his thumb along her jawline.
She didn’t sayanything. Couldn’t. Eight years ago, Garth hadn’t been pounded toa bloody pulp by the McGregor boys due to her pleading for Wallacenot to leave her side. The stakes were different now though. Shewasn’t blood, but they’d do what it took to protect her and theboy they felt was rightfully a McGregor.