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“Great, wholesome, laugh-out-loud entertainment that’s sure to please small town or island contemporary fans. Grab the series and settle in for a pleasant weekend of reading pleasure. I highly recommend it as one of the best contemporary series available.” Read more – Reviewed by Dorine at RJ.
Heartbreak Cove – Sanctuary Island, Book 3 by Lily Everett
Welcome to a place where love is in the air, fate is in the stars, and home is just a heartbeat away…
Sheriff Andie Shepard may be new to Sanctuary Island but, like everyone else who comes here, she’s already fallen under its healing spell. Andie is determined to leave her mistakes behind her and make this scenic haven her home. But she just might have to change her plans—as well as open her heart—when an unexpected visitor shows up on her doorstep…
Caitlin is the ten-year-old niece Andie never knew she had. Silent, wary, and shy as can be, Caitlin only responds to the horses that run wild across the island. Andie has no idea how to deal with Caitlin—until Sam Brennan enters the picture. A tall, handsome loner who rehabilitates abused horses, Sam is able to help Caitlin break out of her shell. But that’s not all: He finds a way to touch something deep in Andie’s heart, opening her up to the healing power of love. Together, these three lost souls must face the darkness in their past to build a brighter future. Because here, on Sanctuary Island, anything is possible…
Sheriff Andie Shepard leaned into the smooth bark of a tulip poplar and let the tree trunk do the work of propping up her tired body.
All around her, couples danced on the patch of cleared grass surrounded by long picnic tables laden with potluck dishes, pitchers of lemonade and sweet tea, and bowls of punch. Andie smiled at the exuberant happiness buzzing through the crisp evening air, making the town square glow as bright as the white twinkle lights strung from the gazebo and the tall oak trees.
Standing on the edges of the crowd, Andie got a wistful sense of what it must feel like to truly belong here on Sanctuary Island. It made her all the more determined to find her place in this town, amongst these people.
A whirling couple narrowly missed tripping over a folding chair at the end of Andie’s table, their laughter loud enough to scare away the fireflies.
Some people were having just a little bit too much fun, courtesy of one particular bowl of punch. The groom had doctored that bowl with a generous pour from a silver flask, making sure everyone knew which punch was now adults- only. Andie had been standing guard ever since.
Which she likely would be for another few hours yet. She smothered a yawn. Her shift started before dawn today, and it wouldn’t be over until the last wedding guest stumbled home and tumbled into bed, safe and sound.
She blinked to clear the exhaustion from her vision, and when she forced her eyes open, her heart slammed into her throat.
It was him.
Sam Brennan loomed across the picnic table, his tall, muscular form haloed in the golden glow of the twinkle lights. His face was cast in shadow, but even when she’d had him under the direct glare of the sheriff’s office fluorescent lights, Andie hadn’t been able to get a good read on him.
Because of the beard, she told herself, straightening automatically as she studied the close- cropped brown bristles darkening his jaw— but deep inside, Andie knew it was something more.
“You should go home, Sheriff,” he said abruptly, the low rumble of his voice vibrating through her like the roll of distant thunder. “You look like hell.”
About the Author:
Lily Everett grew up in a small town in Virginia reading Misty of Chincoteague and Black Beauty, taking riding lessons, and longing for a horse of her own. Sadly, her parents gave her a college education instead—but she never forgot what the world looked like from the back of a horse. She currently lives in Austin, Texas, where she writes full-time. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Pinterest