Monday, July 7, 2014

First Reviews for Dreaming of Ivy!

In case you missed the announcement last week - 

Dreaming of Ivy is Live on Amazon!

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5.0 out of 5 stars Ivy and Becket... PERFECT!! July 4, 2014
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*dreamy sigh*

Dreaming of Ivy is absolutely AMAZING! I LOVED every minute of it! And I have to admit that it is my new favorite book in this series!

Ivy and Becket are completely perfect for each other! They have both had a hard life, they both have issues that they are dealing with but they are also the only ones who can really see the other person for WHO they are on the inside... issues and all. Becket says it best when he tells Ivy, "We don't need to be perfect. We just need to be perfect for each other."

I loved watching these two grow and fall in love with each other. They had their struggles both separately and together but they proved that communication and unconditional love can go a long way to become better, to become stronger, to become closer to one and other. Becket knew from the start that Ivy was meant for him and he set out to make sure that happened. As I said before... they are PERFECT together!

As usual, I really enjoyed seeing the characters from the other books! The main one?! Tai!! What an AMAZING surprise!! I absolutely ADORED him!! Loved the way he stepped up and was willing to help Ivy and Cleo. Gotta love those Matafeo men!! ;) And speaking of Cleo... I know I am not the only one wishing that her and Tai end up together!! There is something there... I just know it! Ok... Ok... I don't know it... but I am definitely HOPING for it!! ;)

And we might as well discuss Asher... Oh my heck!! What in the world is WRONG with you?! Seriously buddy?! You turned into some psycho, possessive, non-boyfriend! How many times does Ivy have to tell you that you are JUST FRIENDS before you can get it through your thick skull?! I liked Asher in Falling for Rayne but he turned into a little twit!
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5.0 out of 5 stars Holy cow Shannon Guymon does it again!!!!! July 4, 2014
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Dreaming of Ivy was everything I expected and more. Shannon Guymon is a genius! I love this series of books. I hate spoiler reviews so I will just tell you, you will love Ivy she is a strong secure woman who knows her own mind. I love heroines like her. She is a woman with a past and willingly owns it. It is what made her who she is. I love Becket. He is one of those tarnished hero's we all love to see. He is the perfect combination of tough guy and tender hearted lover!!! Once I started this book I couldn't put it down, even though I was determined to savor it slowly I just couldn't.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Awesome July 4, 2014
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Loved it! I was so excited when I found out this came out today, I had to download a copy, sneak out of the house and read! (I should clarify, my hubby got off work early today. I did not leave me kids home alone so I could read. Although that would be temping!) I liked Ivy in the first book and I loved her even more in this one. It was great reading her story. Ivy has gone through some trials, but she's used them to help make her a stronger person. I loved Becket, I have a thing for the strong silent type. He chooses his words with care and means what he says. I loved how he truly saw Ivy and treated her so well. Their courtship isn't smooth sailing though and they have to go through some tough stuff before they can get their happily ever after.

One thing I love about this series is reuniting with past characters. I loved seeing some of the old crew from previous series and also a few new characters as well (hint: Tai. Love him!). As I've mentioned before, I love the setting of Fircrest, WA and of course the rugby. I have a new appreciation for rugby (and the haka). I like that there is a bit of a mystery, but the romance and relationships is the main focus.

Overall, another great book in a super fun series. Definitely one I would recommend.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Happy Fourth of July and by the way, Dreaming of Ivy is LIVE!! (On Kindle)

   I'm going to make this short and sweet since you're all busy - Dreaming of Ivy is LIVE on Kindle! Yeah, right this second. Yay! Oh and here's the link.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Cover Reveal AND a Sneak Peek? Can this get any better?

Hey Friends!
   Just to give you an update, Dreaming of Ivy is almost done! I just got the cover yesterday so without further ado:

   I know, I know! Gorgeous, huh? And in case you were curious, here's Chapter 1: 

Chapter 1 - Nerves

            Ivy wrapped her arms around her knees as she stared out over the gray, choppy water of the Puget Sound.  Kenya, her labradoodle nudged her knee with her nose and she automatically ran her hand over the springy curls of her dog.
            “Go play Kenya,” she urged and smiled as the dog wandered off to nose a suspicious pile of dried seaweed. 
            She sighed as she watched her sister Rayne and Cleo come into view. They’d gone for a walk down the shore but were already coming back.  She frowned and closed her eyes as a little sigh slipped out.  Having her own personal bodyguard and an overprotective sister meant that it was very rare to have any time to herself to just sit and think.  She could hide out in her room at home, but there was just something about staring out at the water and feeling the salty breeze on her face that brought peace like nothing else.
            That was what she was after today. A little peace.  She glanced at Rayne and Cleo and relaxed a little as they looked like they were going to pause for a little chat.  Probably talking about Rayne’s upcoming wedding to Garrett Murphy.
            Ivy smiled a little as she rested her chin on her knees.  Growing up with her parents meant that everything was controlled. Their diet, their schedule, their school and teachers, the subjects they studied, their friends, their everything.  She had grown up watching Rayne rise to the occasion as the perfect daughter. She was beautiful, poised and luckily enough, a very talented pianist which fit in with their parents list of requirements. 
            Rayne had left home at nineteen to travel the world and play the piano. In the beginning she had loved it and had enjoyed the spotlight, but their parents had pushed for more and more. They wanted more acclaim for their daughter. They had wanted it all. Until Rayne had begun looking tense and unhappy and tired. She’d burned out and when she’d confronted their parents about taking a break they’d laughed at her.
            And Ivy had sat back and watched and had done nothing to help her sister.  But in her defense, her parents weren’t in the habit of listening to their troubled daughter.  In every way that Rayne had risen to the challenge and become the woman their parents had dreamed of, she had gone the opposite direction. Poor grades. Poor social skills. Poor self-esteem. Poor everything except for her bank account. The only place she had enough.
            Growing up wealthy meant she never went without clothes or food or cars or entertainment, but it also meant her parents had the privilege of pawning her off on tutors, therapists and camps. While her parents had been busy traveling the world with Rayne, she’d been left at home in the hopes that someday her mom and dad would return home and find her a changed woman.  Normal. Happy. Perfect.
            Ivy smiled grimly at the darkening skies and shook her head.  A few years ago when she’d switched therapists, she’d found someone who had seen past all of the years of neglect to what lay underneath it all.  A bad case of O.C.D. and the dangerous signs of anorexia that went hand in hand with it.  She’d been admitted to a facility that specialized in eating disorders and had stayed for six months. During that time, she had been given the correct medication to treat her O.C.D. and given the skills she needed to deal with life and her eating habits.
            She’d also learned something amazing. She was okay.  And hadn’t that come as a shock to her parents. Take away the O.C.D. and add in quality therapy and she was well on her way to being and feeling normal.  Ivy grinned as the wind lifted the hair off her face and pushed against her. 
            Before her parents had died in the car crash, she had been in the process of finding an apartment and moving out.  Rayne had been a huge support and had gone up against their parents on her behalf and she’d forever be grateful for that. But then her parents had died and she’d gone spiraling back down into the dark.  Rayne had been forced to take her to psychiatric hospital for a couple days until she’d gotten herself together. 
            But living here in Fircrest Washington with Rayne and Cleo she was gaining her strength. She was stronger every day and she was finding her own path. 
            And for the first time in her life, she was happy. 
            Happy and yet vulnerable too. It was a scary thing to know that someone might want you dead.  Since moving to Fircrest, she’d been shot in the arm and shoulder by a drive-by shooter and had ended up moving across town to live in Garrett’s house.  And then a few days after that, Rayne had been attacked. Luckily it had happened right across from their house and Garrett had been there to save her, but it had been close call. With the man behind bars awaiting trial, they felt relief, but Garrett was positive that whoever hired him was just going to hire someone else to try again.
            Rayne tried to hide the fact that she was worried, but she knew her sister.  On the other hand, they now had a small army of people looking out for them.  Garrett, her sister’s fiancĂ© was a Marine and he was always around the house doing little projects with the yard.  His business partner and friend, Becket Lowell was in the habit of showing up at the oddest times too and she suspected he was there to keep an eye on her. 
            Good thing she didn’t mind that one bit since he was gorgeous, but sometimes he made her nervous too. Sometimes she’d catch him looking at her with a quiet, intense look in his eyes and she’d end up stammering and blushing and running away. 
            Ivy grimaced and ran her hands through her long, brown hair.  It was so mortifying to finally be around a man she would love to date and at the same time have the social skills of an eighth grader. Good thing she could hang out with Asher, Garrett’s younger brother.  He had hired her as the lead singer in his band, Murphy’s Law a few months ago after hearing her sing karaoke.  They had fun singing in bars and other small venues around Fircrest and Tacoma but it was very laid back which worked for her.  A high pressure music career would send her into the nearest closet. 
            Asher had been talking lately about hiring a publicist and a manager but she had vetoed that. She didn’t want to travel on a bus with a bunch of guys. She finally had a home and she wanted to stay there. Music was fun but not at the expense of her emotional health.
            No, she had finally found a place she belonged. She no longer lived in an empty mansion in San Diego. Now she lived in an old home built in the early 1900’s with her sister and Cleo and five dogs. Sometimes it was so noisy and full of people she felt like covering her ears.  But usually, it just made her smile. 
            She stared up at the gray and stormy sky and knew they’d be leaving soon before they got drenched. She closed her eyes and searched for peace and then gave up. Her problem wasn’t internal, it was external.  Asher Murphy had asked her to dinner and she didn’t know what to do.  She couldn’t talk to Cleo about it because she knew Cleo had hopes of dating Asher herself and the thought of hurting Cleo made her sick to her stomach. She could talk to Rayne about it, but Rayne was so happy and in love that it was hard to fit into the same room with her and her big smile. 
            Plus, she already knew what Rayne would say.  Do what you think is right.
            Yeah, so easy.  And it would be. It’d be the easiest thing in the world to date Asher.  She was completely relaxed around him. They laughed and got along like long lost friends.  He was a guy she could burp around and not be embarrassed. But he was pushing for more and she didn’t know what to do.  She didn’t want to hurt his feelings but more than that, she didn’t want it to affect the band.  The other guys were always teasing her that Asher always dated the lead singer.  But for some reason that just made her uncomfortable.

            Was it possible to be friends with a man without it having to turn romantic?  She groaned and stretched out her legs.  If Becket would just ask her out then she could keep Asher at arm’s length, but no matter how many times he would stare at her with that warm, intense look in his eyes, he had never once asked her out.  Of course if he had, she’d probably have passed out on the spot, but it still would have been nice.

  You're never going to guess what happens next. Big hint. Becket :)
   Okay, okay, I'm done torturing you. Hope your summer is fabulous so far - if not, grab your Kindle, a blanket and get outside and get some Vitamin D :)

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Falling for Rayne is LIVE on Kindle!

Hi Friends!
   I'm so excited to let you know that Falling for Rayne is Live right now on Kindle. I was thinking it would be next week due to losing my laptop but I was able to work around it.  
   Here's a quick description for you:
   Garrett Murphy is used to rejection. As a child, he was rejected by his mother and as a man he was rejected by Jane Kendall. Going without love has turned Garrett into a man who doesn't trust in a woman's heart. So when he meets Rayne Nyman, she's too good to be true. She's beautiful, talented and sweet. She also happens to be a world renowned pianist. He knows there's no way she'd ever want to stay in Fircest with him when she could be living the life she was born to. Rayne is determined to prove him wrong and show him that love can be forever but when she comes under fire and her life is put in danger,she might not have the chance.

   I'm so excited about this book. It's the beginning of a new trilogy obviously, but its also Garrett's story and this man has deserved his own story for awhile now. Can't wait to see what you think! Here's the link.
   Enjoy your Summer and don't forget your Kindle while you're hanging out at the beach or pool.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Cover Reveal for Falling for Rayne!

    So I'm going to make this short and sweet since I'm working hard on finishing this book. Get ready for it . . . Cover reveal!

Coming to a Kindle near you Very VERY soon!

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Sneak Peek at Book 1 in my newest trilogy and a FREE book!

Hi Friends!
   Good news. My newest book is almost done and I wanted to share the first chapter with you. I don't even have a title yet, but it's the 1st book in my Love and Flowers Trilogy and it's all about Garrett. You'll remember him as Jane Kendall's ex-boyfriend and the man who helped Taryn push Brogan over the edge. He's had his issues, (who doesn't?), but I've always had a soft spot for this guy.
   Oh and before I forget, just to celebrate the fact that Summer is just around the corner and I'm in a really good mood, my book You Belong with Me is Free on Kindle for 5 days, so tell you friends! Here's the link.

Chapter 1 – Pansies

                Rayne stared out her window down at the landscapers and sighed. Pansies. Flats and flats of pansies. She bit her lip and glanced around the yard and remembered what it had looked like ten years ago when she’d come here with her grandmother.  There had been zinnias and ice plant and gladiolus and hostas and bright orange poppies.  Now she was going to be surrounded by pansies. 
                Rayne shook her head.  No she wasn’t.  She ran out of her bedroom and past her sister, Ivy who was coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her head and rushed down the stairs and out into the gentle sunlight.  She was used to San Diego and this pale light was a welcome change.  She put her hands on her hips and glanced around at the men unloading the flats and narrowed her eyes.  There had to be someone in charge.  She watched the men for a moment and then zeroed in on the tall man with his back to her standing by the door of a large truck.  He had a phone to his ear as he ran his hand through his medium brown hair, cut brutally short. 
                Rayne cleared her throat lightly and clasped her hands.  She wasn’t used to dealing with landscapers or men who looked like this guy.  His gray t-shirt was straining over his shoulders and arms and she looked away as she realized she was checking out her landscaper.  She closed her eyes briefly and smiled at herself.  Who would have ever thought Rayne Nyman would be checking out her landscaper? Certainly none of her friends.
                Rayne cleared her throat again as she leaned up against the truck and waited for the man to finish is conversation.  She inched forward, listening in curiously.
                “I don’t care how good looking she is, no more blind dates… forget it Rob, you and Wren will have to go to the concert Saturday without me . . . Uh uh. Besides, I don’t even know much about classical music. I’d be sitting there looking like an idiot. . . Yeah, yeah, I know I owe you. . . Ha! Yeah, I’ll talk to you later, bye.”
                Rayne smiled politely as she waited for the man to turn around and notice her.  He mumbled a few words and then shoved his phone in his pocket before pulling on gloves.  He turned around and Rayne’s mouth fell open, her eyes going wide and her mouth going dry.
                He. Was. Beautiful. She’d never in her life seen cheekbones like his. And his eyes were such a light shade of blue they were almost silver. Forget landscaping, this guy should be modeling.
                “Hi there, what can I do for you?” he asked with a polite smile as he glanced over her head as if he was distracted.
                Rayne let out a breath and stared at her feet for a moment before looking up again.  She could do this.
                “I’m Rayne Nyman the new owner of this home.  It passed to me from my grandmother Marion Stewart when she died a year ago.  I was upstairs and I noticed that you were getting ready to plant all of these um, pansies.  I’d rather you didn’t,” she said and then watched as his blue eyes focused completely on her.
                “It’s nice to meet you Rayne. My name is Garrett Murphy and I’m the owner of Murphy Landscaping. I’m sorry for your loss.  So you don’t like flowers huh?” he said and then crossed his arms over his chest as he put all of his weight on one hip.
                Rayne tried to drag her eyes away from the man’s muscular arms and decided to focus on his face.  She was immediately draw to his cheek bones and his full mouth and was horrified to find that she was turning into a boy crazy airhead.  She’d skipped that faze when she’d been a teenager, but none of the boys at her private school had looked like this either.  She’d better play it safe and just look somewhere else.
                Rayne turned her body around and looked at the handful of workers who were still gathering their shovels and bags of mulch.
                “I do. I love flowers which is why I’d rather you didn’t plant these.”
                Garrett glanced at the flats of marigolds and frowned.  “Your property manager put in the order for flowers last month and with your budget which includes lawn care and weeding and trimming, these pansies are what you can afford.”
                Rayne bit her lip, thinking of the millions of dollars that now sat in her bank account and sighed. 
                “Mr. Murphy, let me assure you I can afford something better.  If you wouldn’t mind, I’d appreciate it if you packed up the pansies and returned them.”
                Garrett frowned and stared at her, his eyes going hard and she shivered before remembering to turn away. Much safer to stare at the bushes than her landscaper.
                “Just pack them up and return them huh? So what would you like put in their place then?” he asked softly stepping closer to her.
                Rayne could feel him move closer and gulped. He had so much energy she could feel it coming off of him in waves.  She pushed her long brown hair over her shoulder nervously and straightened her shoulders.  She was twenty-six years old.  She was a mature, intelligent woman and she could have a basic conversation with a good looking man.  She glanced at him quickly over her shoulder and felt the slam of attraction hit her again.  Maybe.
                “Since I was unaware that you were coming today I’d like the chance to work up some ideas tonight and then I could run them past you tomorrow or Wednesday.  Would that be okay?”
                She waited breathlessly for him to answer and felt a strange tension in her back.  He was staring at her, she could feel it.  She turned slowly and looked up at him as she bit her lip.  His face slowly softened and he nodded his head. 
                “That sounds fine.  What time tomorrow would you like to get together?” he asked taking out his phone and scrolling down to his calendar.
                Rayne stepped closer.  “I’m pretty open to be honest.  My sister and I just moved in a few days ago and we’re still getting our bearings here.”
                Garrett looked up and put his phone in his pocket.  “Let’s meet for lunch then at The Iron Skillet and we could go over your ideas then.”
                Rayne blinked in surprise and stared at the man.  A lunch meeting? She narrowed her eyes at him and stepped back.  “Don’t you have an office Mr. Murphy where we could meet at instead?”
                Garrett shrugged and put his hands on his hips.  “Ms. Nyman, I’m a busy man but if you’d like to wait until Thursday we can set up an appointment for ten in the morning if you’d feel more comfortable with that,” he said, his voice sounding stiff.
                Rayne glanced at the empty flower beds and the wash of pale pastels from the flats of pansies and shook her head.  “No, no, that’s fine.  I’ll meet you tomorrow, where did you say?”
                Garrett nodded his head.  “The Iron Skillet. A buddy of mine owns it and they serve good food there. If you give me your phone number I can text you the address.”
                Rayne told him her number and watched as he added it to his contacts.  He looked up and smiled at her.  “Okay then, I’ll see you tomorrow at one, Rayne. I’m curious about your ideas,” he said and then walked toward his men. “Okay guys, change of plans.  Let’s pack up the flowers. We’re heading back to the nursery.”
                Rayne walked slowly back to the house and stood in the shade of the porch as she watched the men repack the truck and drive away.  As the truck turned the corner and disappeared from sight she let out the breath she’d been holding and shook her head as if to clear it. She’d never in her life been affected by a man as she had been by Garrett Murphy.  She was used to musicians and businessmen and quiet, cool cerebral men whose clothes fell elegantly against their trim pale bodies.  Garrett Murphy was a completely different kind of man than she was used to and she wasn’t sure how to react.
                She grinned and walked back into her house.  Throwing herself at him was probably a huge no-no.  She thought of her ex-boyfriend, Liam Michaels and smiled.  She had been friends with Liam most of her life since he was the son of her parents’ best friends. It was only natural that they dated on and off throughout school.  Their families vacationed together and they were constantly thrown together.  There had been other boys who had asked her out of course, but Liam had been safe.  Too safe. 
                She frowned as she walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge.  Last year Liam had asked her to marry him and she had said no.  For no other reason than she hadn’t been in love with him. Her parents had been horrified that she’d turned Liam down.  But it was her life and her heart and she wouldn’t marry a man just because it would be easy.
                She wanted more.  She wanted love. Her decision to break things off with Liam had hurt her relationship with her parents though.  And it still tortured her that the last conversation they’d had before their car accident had been a fight over Liam.  Her father had accused her of being shallow and uncaring and her mother had accused her of being selfish.  She’d in turn accused them of caring more for Liam than they had for her and her feelings and it had gone downhill after that.  She’d slammed out of the house and had gotten on a plane for New York.  A month later, she’d been informed that her parents had died in a car accident on Pacific Highway.  A car going over a hundred miles an hour had sideswiped them sending their car rolling. 
                That had been three months ago. She and her sister Ivy had been struggling ever since.  With the death of her grandmother and now her parents, she had a completely different life than the carefree one she’d been enjoying so much.  As a concert pianist with her parent’s backing and the acclaim of critics, she could play wherever and whenever she wanted to.  She could travel through Europe which she’d done for the last few years or she could stay in the states. But she had Ivy to think of now.  And her sister would come first. Always.  Which is why she’d hired her friend Cleo to watch out for her.
                She grabbed the carton of orange juice out of the fridge and poured herself a glass.
                “Why’d you get rid of the lawn crew? I was looking forward to seeing some of the male species.”
                Rayne smiled and turned around to see Cleo flop down on a chair, looking at her glumly.  “Never fear, they’ll be back.  They were getting ready to plant pansies and so I had to stop them.  I’m meeting tomorrow with the owner to go over what I want.”
                Cleo looked glum and rested her chin on her hands.  “Knowing you, it’ll take a month to pick the best flowers. I was already planning on bringing out pitchers of lemonade and glasses.  They’d all be so grateful they’d invite me to go dancing.”
                Rayne raised an eyebrow and sat down across from her.  “Dancing?  With strange men? Come on Cleo, you’re smarter than that.”
                Cleo glared at her and sat up.  “No I’m not.  It’s been months since I’ve gone dancing.”
                Rayne’s smile slipped and she looked away.  It had been three months.  Ever since she’d gotten the police report from her parent’s car accident.  There were witnesses who had sworn that the car who had rammed her parent’s Mercedes had done it on purpose.
                “Hey, sorry. Look, forget it.  No dancing. Just stop looking like I kicked a little puppy.”
                Rayne shook her head and smiled.  “No, it’s okay.  Look, I’m sorry you’re bored Cleo, but this is serious to me.  That’s why we’re here.  I just lost my parents.  I’m not about to let anyone take my sister from me.”
                Cleo stared at her sadly and crossed her tanned, toned arms.  “Or kill you.”
                Rayne nodded and stared at her friend.  “Or kill me.  Which is something you won’t let happen.”
                Cleo nodded her head solemnly.  “I wish you’d hire a real body guard.  I’m just a glorified yoga teacher and I can’t be two places at once anyways.  If you’d hire that guy I was telling you about, I’d feel a lot better about you meeting up with your landscaper.”
                Rayne frowned and studied her short nails.  “You are a real body guard Cleo and you don’t just teach yoga.  You’re the one who taught me everything I know about self-defense and you have a license to carry a gun.”
                Cleo snorted and stood up to walk over to the fridge.  “That’s not the real reason.”
                Rayne shrugged and took a sip of her juice.  “Ivy relaxes around you.  You can protect us and help my sister too.”
                Cleo shook her head and took out the pizza box from last night.  “You should tell her Rayne.”
                Rayne glared at Cleo and shook her head.  “Absolutely not.  She’s been through enough.  She barely has her anxiety under control as it is.  What would knowing there could possibly be someone trying to kill us do to her mental well-being?”
                Cleo sighed and took a bite of the cold pepperoni pizza.  “She’s tougher than she looks Rayne.  Ever since you found out she has OCD and have her on the right medication, she’s been doing a lot better.”
                Rayne groaned and leaned her head in her hands as she thought of last night as they stood in the bathroom and she’d watched as Ivy had died strands of her hair near her neck bright pink from a box she’d picked up at the drug store. 
                “She’s twenty-three and she looks like a drummer for a rock band,” she complained just as Ivy walked in the kitchen. Ivy narrowed her eyes at Rayne and walked over to the fridge.
                “I look like a drummer? Exactly what I was going for since I’ve been thinking about starting a rock band.”
                Rayne closed her eyes and massaged her temples.  “Of course you were.  So what are your plans for the day?” she asked politely.
                Ivy shrugged and grabbed a jar of Nutella out of the cupboard and began smearing a large amount on the left over brioche Cleo had picked up at the local bakery yesterday.
                “Cleo and I are going to rent some jet skis and head out on the water.  You should come with us.  You know, live a little.”
                Rayne’s eyes drifted to the red lines on Ivy’s arm where she’s cut herself and wondered how a girl who had tried so hard to hurt herself was far better at living than she was.
                “Next time,” she promised and watched as her little sister rolled her eyes. 
                “It’s always next time with you.  What are you going to do here?  Walk around the yard? Read?  Seriously Rayne, come with us or Cleo and I are going to start thinking you’re completely dead inside.”
                Rayne swallowed and looked away from her sister’s taunting eyes and out the window at the yard that was begging for color and life.  She had been feeling dead inside.  Completely gray and lifeless. 
                “Actually I’m going to be planning out the flower arrangements because I have a meeting with our landscaper tomorrow afternoon.  You two go on without me.  We can catch a movie tonight when you guys get back, okay?”
                Ivy frowned but nodded her head and left the kitchen.  Cleo walked over and touched her arm.  “Don’t forget the alarm system and always have your mace nearby.”
                Rayne nodded her head and smiled.  “Of course. Which reminds me, sometime this week I want to go pick out a guard dog.  It will be an added protection and it’ll be good for Ivy.”
                Cleo nodded and tilted her head. “It’s okay sometimes to think about what would be good for you too you know.”
                Rayne blushed and looked away as Cleo walked out of the kitchen.  There was too much guilt to think about what would be good for her.  Because the majority of the people she loved had died she was now a millionaire and the owner of a successful shipping business.  It was such a horrible thing to think that because the people she loved had died, she profited.  How could she enjoy that?
                She stood up and walked over to the window and leaned her forehead against the cool glass.  And to think that there was someone out there who very much wanted her and Ivy out of the way so that he could profit now.  She thought of Graham Mitchell and shivered.  Her half cousin from her grandmother’s first marriage had been very vocal about his fury at being cut out of their grandmother’s will.  He had a posse of lawyers who had tried to contest her grandmother’s will but they’d failed.  A month after learning the verdict, her parent’s had died.  Graham Mitchell was determined to have his share one way or another. 

                She listened to her sister and Cleo laugh as they walked out the front door and knew she’d do anything to protect her sister from him. Even if it meant hiding out in Fircrest Washington while her private investigators worked to find evidence to prove that he had killed her parents.

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Monday, May 5, 2014

Free Book Anyone?

So it was my birthday and to celebrate - I've decided to 
give YOU a gift! 
   Starting today until May 9th I'm giving away free Kindle versions of Come To Me.  It's the first book in my newest trilogy and You. Will. Love.It. 
   No really, you should grab a copy. And here's the really cool thing.  Not only am I celebrating my birthday by being nice to all my friends but I want you guys to pay it forward and be nice to an awesome Mom you might know since Mother's Day is THIS SUNDAY. Just go to Amazon and instead of Buy with 1 click just go one step below and hit Give as Gift.   So easy. So free.  So nice for your mom or your friend or your sister (or yourself).  
   Feel free to share the love! Oh- And here's the link.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

It's time to play . . . Cast that Movie Star!

   You guys know I love doing this. I honestly can't resist to be honest.  So let's do it.  Let's cast the movies stars for my latest trilogy since I just finished Tough Love.  So we have a big day of casting ahead of us.  We need to cast Rob Downing and Wren Tyler from Come To Me and Bailey Downing and Kam Matafeo from Be Mine, and last but not least, Taryn Downing and Brogan Moore from Tough Love.         So I'm going to start by throwing out who I'm picturing but I would LOVE it if you guys joined in and helped us out.  Who do YOU see starring in these movies?

My picks:  Rob Downing *Theo James* (I'm sort of on a Divergent kick right now, so sue me)
Wren Tyler *Blake Lively*

Kam Matafeo *Alesana Tuilagi, Rugby player*

Bailey Downing * Adriana Lima - but with more blond highlights*

Brogan Moore * Gabriel Aubrey but blonder*

Taryn Downing * Bianca Balti - famous Italian model*

What do you guys think? Did I nail it?  Disagree/Agree? Let me know - Post some pictures of your casting picks.

And if you haven't had a chance to pick up my latest Love and Trust Trilogy, head on over to Amazon and download your Kindle copies today. 

Monday, April 7, 2014

Let's play Catch up!

   Last Friday Tough Love went live, finishing up the Love and Trust Trilogy. I've gotten some good reviews so far and I'm pretty excited about the reaction I'm getting.  If you're just now hearing about this trilogy I'll do a quick run down for you.

Book 1 is Come To Me, Rob's story.
Will the past repeat itself? Rob hasn't had the best of luck when it comes to women and his epic failure with Kit Kendall is still very fresh. Rob might be successful in sports and in business but does he have what it takes to be successful in love? When Rob gets to know Wren Tyler, his sous chef, he's willing to try again even knowing he could get hurt. Wren on the other hand, is very attracted to Rob, but she knows she's not in his league. So when he starts to pay her attention, who could blame her for being a little suspicious? But have Wren's past heartbreaks destroyed her ability to trust? And will Rob be able to overcome his past failures and become the man Wren needs him to be? Only true love will be able to heal Wren's heart and help her trust again.  Here's the Amazon link.
5.0 out of 5 stars Finally Rob!! March 3, 2014
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It was so good to finally see Rob end up with his happily ever after. After his struggle in the Sweetheart series it was wonderful to see him as a good man again. Thank you Shannon Guymon for giving us a new family to love, and for letting us stay involved in the sisters lives. This is a must read for all of you clean romance lovers!!

Book 2 is Be Mine, Bailey's Story.
Men are terrifying to Bailey Downing. Not that she wants anyone to know that, but with her mom insisting she fall in love and Kam Matafeo pushing her to feel things she doesn't want to feel, Bailey is determined to make a nice, safe choice. Dean Hogan is the perfect man for her. Smart, wealthy, charming and best of all, safe. But when her romance begins to unravel with Dean, she's faced with a choice: open her heart, or stay safe, cold and lonely. Kam is determined to help Bailey no matter what it takes and with the support of her sister Taryn and her brother Rob, she makes the decision to be brave. But Kam's ex-girlfriend Meredith isn't shy about wanting him back. Bailey will have to learn to fight for what she really wants. The question is, would she rather be safe or would she rather be loved. Here's the Amazon link.

*dreamy sigh* I absolutely LOVED Be Mine! It was amazing and exactly what I needed at right now. It reassured me that even though there is evil in the world and no one is perfect... everyone deserves love and a chance to be happy! Love is not always easy but have a little faith in it... it can heal and make you whole again. <3

When ever I read a book in this series and the love and dessert series I'm always saying whatever book I just read is my favorite out of all of them. But now that I've finished this one I can truly say this is my favorite out of all of them! Maybe it's my mood... maybe it's giving me the hope I've been really needing lately... but whatever it is... it's exactly what I needed at the exact moment I needed it. Definitely a favorite and definitely will be added to my reread over and over again shelf! LOVED it! :)
And now, Book 3 Tough Love is Taryn's story and it's a little intense.
Taryn Downing has made a name for herself as a smart, tough businesswoman. The title she doesn't want though is Cougar. But Brogan Moore, the man she has feelings for has given her an ultimatum: Tell the world they're together, or he walks. As Taryn watches Brogan walk out of her life, she has to ask herself, if her pride is more important than Love. Taryn isn't the only one who has issues with pride and image though. Brogan will have to decide if Taryn is the woman for him, or if his parents are right and he would be better off playing it safe. Here's the Amazon link.

5.0 out of 5 stars I loved it!! April 4, 2014
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I loved this last book in the Love & Trust trilogy. Perfect way to end the Downing family. I'm actually sad it's over! But I wouldn't change it at all! I love Taryn and Brogan's characters and everything they face. It seems realistic but at the same time a 'Happy Ever After' story. I only like to read books like that. Thanks so much for all your hard work and sharing your talent Shannon!