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  • New Series!

    Thompson & Sons

    For over 30 years Thompson and Sons has been the local garage for the Rocky Mountain House area. Look for small town lovin’ and fightin’ with sexy happily-ever-afters for the five siblings of the current generation. A 5 book spin -off series loosely connected with the Six Pack Ranch world.

    Book One: Ride Baby Ride
    Final Book in Series: A Wild Ride

    “Arend writes gripping, emotional, heat-filled stories that grab you by the heart and don’t let go.” ~Jaci Burton, New York Times Bestselling author~

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  • Featured Series

    Adrenaline Search & Rescue

    LIFELINE: an elite search-and-rescue squad based out of Banff, Alberta. Specializing in high-risk rescue missions, this team goes wherever the job takes them…

    Becki & Marcus: High Risk
    Alisha & Devon: High Passion
    Erin & Tim: High Seduction

    “Arend proves once again that no matter the genre, she’s a master.” ~Lauren Dane, New York Times Bestselling author~

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  • Featured Series

    Granite Lake Wolves

    This series of light-hearted paranormal stories is set in the wilderness of the Yukon and Alaska. The stories follow the members of the Granite Lake wolf pack as they deal with life and love as shifters.

    Also see Takhini Wolves – same world, longer stories.

    First in Series: Wolf Signs
    Final Release: Wolf Nip

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  • Featured Series

    Takhini Wolves

    Lighthearted paranormal stories based in the city of Whitehorse before bursting out into the wilderness of Alaska and the Yukon. The stories follow the members of the Takhini wolf pack as the new Alpha, local humans, bear shifters and others deal with falling in love and kicking ass.

    Also see Granite Lake Wolves – same world, shorter stories.

    Rita® Nominated Best Paranormal Romance 2014: Diamond Dust
    Final book in series: Moon Shine

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  • Featured Series

    Six Pack Ranch

    The Coleman family has ranched in the Rocky Mountain House area of Alberta for generations. These modern day contemporary cowboy romance stories follow the current family members as they find both their place in the community and happy-ever-afters.

    Latest Release: Rocky Mountain Devil
    Final Novel in series: Rocky Mountain Home

    “Vivian Arend pours intense passion into her novels...” ~Library Journal~

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22 Feb 2017

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Travel Picture: Hawaii

By Nicole

For those of you who are stuck in the dead of winter, I have a fun picture of Vivian in Hawaii!! Hopefully this will warm you up!

17 Feb 2017

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First Line Friday: Turn It Up

By Nicole

Who doesn’t love a fun and sexy pregnancy romance?
 

The doors of the Sugar Shack swung shut behind her and Natasha Bellingham drew a sigh of relief, thankful to get out of the blinding morning sunshine. Her body hurt all over and she could have sworn she had a slight headache, but her brain was too numb to be sure.

A deep chuckle rose from her right, and she twisted slowly to stare into Maxwell Turner’s grinning face.

She closed her eyes and struggled to stay on her feet. “You’re here already.”

A hand slid around her waist and she peeled her eyelids open as Maxwell Turner Junior guided her to an overstuffed chair in the farthest corner of the café. It happened to be the darkest corner as well, shaded from the bright light pouring in the floor-to-ceiling windows. He seated her and held out a glass of water. She gulped it gratefully.

Now if he’d wipe that silly grin off his face, she might consider thanking him, even if it was an ungodly hour. It took way too much effort to check her watch. The numbers blurred, but it had to be well before her intended wake-up time of two in the afternoon. This was far too early to be up the morning after her final big bender.

“I’ll grab us coffee. I assume you don’t want anything to go with it.”

Flashing her middle finger was tempting, but that would have required more energy than she currently possessed. Max laughed again and strode away, his ass flexing nicely under his worn jeans. Not that she noticed. She’d sworn years ago not to notice anything sexual about him.

She sighed. Even with her head the size of a football, there was no escaping the truth. He’d grown into a good-looking man. She still wasn’t interested.

Liar.

Tasha leaned back on the comfortable high-winged chair and breathed slowly. Maybe if she didn’t move for a week her head would return to normal. The café was peaceful, people chatting quietly, wonderful smells of dark roast drifting on the air.

“Coffee, double, on the table at six o’clock. Drink up. We’ll talk once you’ve found peace with the universe.”

“Oh, you’re funny.” Her head might split in two if she laughed, or she would have been more amused.

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15 Feb 2017

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Travel Picture Wednesday: Utah National Park

By Nicole

Nicole here, it’s Wednesday and time for another of Viv’s travel pictures.  This is an amazing shot of the Utah National Parks from Viv’s last trip to the area. How stunning!

10 Feb 2017

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First Line Friday: Rocky Ride

By Nicole

Who needs an extra sexy romance read this weekend? ROCKY RIDE is one you need to try.

Heat rolled along her spine, leaving a sticky residue behind like at the conclusion of a long shift on an endless summer day. Only it wasn’t hard labour that had brought the undeniable flush to her skin. It wasn’t the sweltering breeze blowing past, causing leaves on the nearby trees to tremble, or the scalding sun beating down on her dash.

It was sex. Or more accurately, the anticipation of sex.

A straight-up, body-pounding, muscle-clenching fuck about to be delivered with all too much finesse by her favourite speeder in the entire district.

Right now she wasn’t in the RCMP cruiser, and she certainly wasn’t on any major highway in the Rocky Mountain House area. Anna Coleman sat in her personal vehicle at the side of a lonely country gravel road as anticipation rapidly rolled toward consummation.

Thank God.

Her side-view mirror gave her a flawless view of Mitch Thompson. He uncurled himself from his Harley, removed his helmet and left it behind on the handlebars. Her heart rate kicked up as he sauntered closer, dragging a hand through his dark hair before pulling off his sunglasses and hanging them from his front pocket. Black leathers gripped his thighs, sunlight flicking off the fabric as he strode forward. The tight black T-shirt only emphasized the width of his chest and biceps, the dark lines of his tattoos curling over his forearms to where they ended in ragged flames on his wrists and the back of his hands.

Hmmm, his hands…

His usual cocky grin was absent, instead his expression one of total dignity and control, one step away from a glare. From this distance, she couldn’t see the golden specks in his dark brown eyes, but they were there, the knowledge of how they flashed brighter during moments of intense pleasure intimately embedded in her memory. His hair was too short to be more than rumpled from the time under his helmet, the dark brown strands matching the shadow of facial hair darkening his square jawline.

Nice. Today Mitch was one hundred percent hoodlum playing one hundred percent dangerous authority, and the combination caused one hundred and ten wicked reactions. She squeezed her knees together, but the pressure did nothing to ease the localized ache between her thighs.

He rapped his knuckles on her window.

Anna moved slowly, as if she hadn’t been panting for this moment. She rolled down her window but stared straight ahead, refusing to make eye contact.

“I need to see some identification,” he drawled.

“What seems to be the problem?” she tossed back, one side of her mouth twitching upward briefly before she got her amusement under control.

“You have no idea what you’ve done?” Mitch leaned in, elbows resting on the doorframe and inhaled deeply. “You got an explanation for the smell in here?”

She jerked to face him. That question wasn’t in their usual repartee. “Smell?”

His panty-melting grin exploded. “Hmm. Like sweet, hungry pussy.”

Holy moly. Anna squirmed. “You’re mistaken. I’m not transporting any animals.

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8 Feb 2017

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Travel Picture Weekend: Vivian out hiking

By Nicole

Today’s travel picture is one of Vivian out hiking. I love the happy look on her face as she is out enjoying nature.

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