Today Marie Rochelle is here giving a little look into the last book of her Men Of OCD series. So please help me welcome her to the party.
The Men of CCD Series: Help Wanted (Final Book)
By
Marie Rochelle
Blurb:
Jim Russell didn’t care the rest of his buddies from CCD had found their true loves and had gotten married. He was done with the whole dating scene. Well….the thought he was until he saw her at the airport and secretly he began to change his mind.
Keira Winters had always been known as strong, outspoken and very independent but after an accident something changed in her and she wasn’t the woman she once was…She wants to get back to her old self. Will she be able to with the help of a man she “hated” at first sight?
Will Jim and Keira be able to overcome their battle of wills to find everlasting love in the final book of The Men of CCD Series…….Help Wanted?
Excerpt:
“Hello, is there anyone here?” A masculine voice called out.
Keira took a quick look at her watch frowning the time. She didn’t realize how late it had gotten. It was time for the guy to show up for the keys. She hoped that Jim Russell understood when she gave him the bad news. She just didn’t understand why his name seemed so familiar to her. Oh well…it didn’t matter he would be a distant memory in a few minutes anyway.
“I’m coming,” Keira yelled back coming back towards the front of the building. She came around the corner and saw a tall, white man with dark, long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail looking at a couple of the older Harley Davidson that her father had kept proudly on display.
One was a 1979 FXEF that showed the tachometer which was mounted below the speed. Her father had repaired that making it back into its original condition. The second bike was a 1980 FXB Sturgis. She recalled seeing him ride that bike about three or four times when she was a little girl. This shop had been her father’s world, but no matter how many long hours he spent in the shop. He always made enough time for her and anything she wanted to do when she was growing up.
Keira started at the man for a second or two wondering why he looked somewhat familiar to her. Maybe he had been a passenger on one of the flights she was on a while back before the crash. Well, she wasn’t going to worry about it because it would come to her soon enough where she knew him from.
“Excuse me sir, may I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here about the bike shop. I’m Jim Russell, the new owner,” the guy said as he turned around.
“I can’t believe it!” Keira gasped. “There is no way in hell my father sold our family business to you.” How was it that bad luck seemed to follow her no matter where she went now?
“Hello, is there anyone here?” A masculine voice called out.
Keira took a quick look at her watch frowning the time. She didn’t realize how late it had gotten. It was time for the guy to show up for the keys. She hoped that Jim Russell understood when she gave him the bad news. She just didn’t understand why his name seemed so familiar to her. Oh well…it didn’t matter he would be a distant memory in a few minutes anyway.
“I’m coming,” Keira yelled back coming back towards the front of the building. She came around the corner and saw a tall, white man with dark, long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail looking at a couple of the older Harley Davidson that her father had kept proudly on display.
One was a 1979 FXEF that showed the tachometer which was mounted below the speed. Her father had repaired that making it back into its original condition. The second bike was a 1980 FXB Sturgis. She recalled seeing him ride that bike about three or four times when she was a little girl. This shop had been her father’s world, but no matter how many long hours he spent in the shop. He always made enough time for her and anything she wanted to do when she was growing up.
Keira started at the man for a second or two wondering why he looked somewhat familiar to her. Maybe he had been a passenger on one of the flights she was on a while back before the crash. Well, she wasn’t going to worry about it because it would come to her soon enough where she knew him from.
“Excuse me sir, may I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here about the bike shop. I’m Jim Russell, the new owner,” the guy said as he turned around.
“I can’t believe it!” Keira gasped. “There is no way in hell my father sold our family business to you.” How was it that bad luck seemed to follow her no matter where she went now?
Also check out the other books in the series:
Available at http://www.phaze.com/
The Men of CCD Series: Help Wanted (Final Book)
By
Marie Rochelle
Blurb:
Jim Russell didn’t care the rest of his buddies from CCD had found their true loves and had gotten married. He was done with the whole dating scene. Well….the thought he was until he saw her at the airport and secretly he began to change his mind.
Keira Winters had always been known as strong, outspoken and very independent but after an accident something changed in her and she wasn’t the woman she once was…She wants to get back to her old self. Will she be able to with the help of a man she “hated” at first sight?
Will Jim and Keira be able to overcome their battle of wills to find everlasting love in the final book of The Men of CCD Series…….Help Wanted?
Excerpt:
“Hello, is there anyone here?” A masculine voice called out.
Keira took a quick look at her watch frowning the time. She didn’t realize how late it had gotten. It was time for the guy to show up for the keys. She hoped that Jim Russell understood when she gave him the bad news. She just didn’t understand why his name seemed so familiar to her. Oh well…it didn’t matter he would be a distant memory in a few minutes anyway.
“I’m coming,” Keira yelled back coming back towards the front of the building. She came around the corner and saw a tall, white man with dark, long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail looking at a couple of the older Harley Davidson that her father had kept proudly on display.
One was a 1979 FXEF that showed the tachometer which was mounted below the speed. Her father had repaired that making it back into its original condition. The second bike was a 1980 FXB Sturgis. She recalled seeing him ride that bike about three or four times when she was a little girl. This shop had been her father’s world, but no matter how many long hours he spent in the shop. He always made enough time for her and anything she wanted to do when she was growing up.
Keira started at the man for a second or two wondering why he looked somewhat familiar to her. Maybe he had been a passenger on one of the flights she was on a while back before the crash. Well, she wasn’t going to worry about it because it would come to her soon enough where she knew him from.
“Excuse me sir, may I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here about the bike shop. I’m Jim Russell, the new owner,” the guy said as he turned around.
“I can’t believe it!” Keira gasped. “There is no way in hell my father sold our family business to you.” How was it that bad luck seemed to follow her no matter where she went now?
“Hello, is there anyone here?” A masculine voice called out.
Keira took a quick look at her watch frowning the time. She didn’t realize how late it had gotten. It was time for the guy to show up for the keys. She hoped that Jim Russell understood when she gave him the bad news. She just didn’t understand why his name seemed so familiar to her. Oh well…it didn’t matter he would be a distant memory in a few minutes anyway.
“I’m coming,” Keira yelled back coming back towards the front of the building. She came around the corner and saw a tall, white man with dark, long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail looking at a couple of the older Harley Davidson that her father had kept proudly on display.
One was a 1979 FXEF that showed the tachometer which was mounted below the speed. Her father had repaired that making it back into its original condition. The second bike was a 1980 FXB Sturgis. She recalled seeing him ride that bike about three or four times when she was a little girl. This shop had been her father’s world, but no matter how many long hours he spent in the shop. He always made enough time for her and anything she wanted to do when she was growing up.
Keira started at the man for a second or two wondering why he looked somewhat familiar to her. Maybe he had been a passenger on one of the flights she was on a while back before the crash. Well, she wasn’t going to worry about it because it would come to her soon enough where she knew him from.
“Excuse me sir, may I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here about the bike shop. I’m Jim Russell, the new owner,” the guy said as he turned around.
“I can’t believe it!” Keira gasped. “There is no way in hell my father sold our family business to you.” How was it that bad luck seemed to follow her no matter where she went now?
Also check out the other books in the series:
Available at http://www.phaze.com/
You can also find Marie at the following places. www.freewebs.com/irwriter/ . Marie also loves hearing from her fans. Please email her at the following marierochelle2@yahoo.com. Also, check her out on Facebook.
1 comment:
Hi Marie. I want to wish you continued success with your novels. They are entertaining and I know readers will enjoy them as much as I've enjoyed reading your books in the past.
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