Gridlocked (Bounty County Series Book 2) by Maren Lee

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Book release – August 29Th


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Story Synopsis:


Wesson Campbell always says the wrong thing at the wrong time when under
pressure. Because of that, he has a reputation for being a bit of a dumb
meathead. He’s a good cop, a master marksman, and spends his free time
taking care of his mother, but his social skills and English language
proficiency (for a third generation American raised in Montana) are
somewhat lacking. Because of this, he doesn’t think he has any chance with
the smart, beautiful Dr. Molly Mooney.


Molly Mooney is usually the smartest person in the room. After years of
school and residency, Molly made the decision to open her own psychiatry
practice in her hometown of Imminence. With contracts with the Montana
Department of Corrections and the Bounty County Jail, Molly’s career has
become much more interesting and much more lucrative. But a secret she’s
kept for years keeps her from really opening up to her new group of
friends. She decides, during one drunken night, that Wesson is the one to
help her.


When Wesson’s father is released from prison unexpectedly, a series of
events puts Molly’s job (and liberty) in jeopardy. Will Wesson be able to
get Molly out of a sticky situation? Will Molly’s secret be too much for
him to handle? Will the two of them find love where they least expect it?





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Other Bounty County Novels:

Ride Along (Bounty County Series Book 1)


Chloe Tisdale is a fun-loving woman with a crappy job, no current prospects
for romance, and the apparent inability to listen to instructions from
demanding men. After a run-in with a creepy stalker, she heads for
Imminence, Montana to hide out and party with her wild, foul-mouthed
cousin. Conveniently for Chloe, her cousin’s husband just happens to be the
Sheriff of Bounty County. Unfortunately for Chloe, however, one of the
Sheriff’s deputies is the easy-on-the-eyes-but-incredibly-bossy Justin
Hunt, who broke Chloe’s heart into a thousand pieces just one year earlier.
And unfortunately for everyone in Bounty County, Chloe’s stalker follows
her to Imminence. Despite dealing with commitment issues, when Justin
learns of the danger that Chloe is in, he immediately steps in to protect
her. Will sparks fly again? Will Justin learn to love? Can Chloe ever
forgive him?

This book has a high heat index, contains adult themes, and is suitable
only for 18+. WARNING: Sexually explicit and foul language.


Changing Lanes (Bounty County Series Book 2)


Lane Bennett is the new hotshot lead public defender of Bounty County. A
transplant from Chicago to Montana, Lane ran from the big city to escape a
bad breakup, a far-too-stressful job, and all the anxiety issues that came
along with it. But kicking ass and taking names as a small town public
defender often pits her against the hottie Sheriff’s Department deputies.
In order to win, she has to make them look bad. Lane, “the evil harpy,” as
they call her, is not one of their favorites.

Sergeant Jake Hamilton is a veteran in the Bounty County Sheriff’s
Department. He and Lane have walked along a rocky road since the first
night they met. But after an alcohol-fueled evening resulting in rocking
the bed with the sexy redheaded lawyer, Jake decides he is going to woo

Complicating matters, however, is that Lane is about to take on the biggest
case of her career. A beloved city police officer was allegedly murdered by
her client, a non-violent man with a heavy criminal past. But something
doesn’t quite smell right and Lane begins to suspect corruption. The
problem is, she needs the Sheriff’s Department to help her shore up her
defense. And she needs Jake to protect her from the danger in which she
suddenly finds herself.

Will Jake be able to convince Lane that their connection is more than just
lust? Will the conflicts of interest be too much to handle? When a surprise
rocks their world, will Jake step up and prove to be the man Lane simply
cannot live without?

Changing Lanes is Book 2 of the Bounty County Series. Each book is
standalone and can be read on its own, but it’s helpful to read the series
in order to fully understand the characters.

WARNING: 18+ this book contains adult themes, explicit sex, and lots of
swearing. Do not read this book if you don’t enjoy these things.

About The Author

Mountain woman, wine drinker, reader, writer. Former bartender, current
contemporary erotic romance novel author living in the tiny mountain town
of Atlanta, Idaho (“Coldlanta”) with my mountain man hubby (RAWR), three
dog children, and one weird-ass cat.

I started writing Ride-along pretty much because some of my cop friends
dared me to do it. Never one to back down, I decided to do it and then
shove it in their faces. So I did it! And during the process I realized I
liked doing it! So much that I decided to keep it up! Changing Lanes is
available now on Amazon and free on Kindle Unlimited. I have 8 books in
mind for this series! I am very excited for you to meet all the boys of
Bounty County


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Flash Fiction: After A Long Time

Hi everyone! I have a new flash fiction! Yay!

After five centuries of not posting a flash fiction and wallowing in my own sadness I have decided to make myself write a flash fiction! (Happy way of saying that I’ve been too depressed to do anything I enjoyed doing other than maybe hanging out with friends).

Without further ado!

Flash Fiction #9: Two coffees and a straw


I had a blind date. Ugh. I was only twenty six. I didn’t need to have blind dates. However, I was pretty bad at picking men. Maybe my friends were right about me needing a blind date. But what if he’s skeevy? What if he’s a serial killer? I don’t want to date a serial killer? Do you know much energy I’d have to put to not be killed by my lover? Yeah. No.

I checked my face in the mirror, making sure to rid myself of all eye and nose boogers. I didn’t want to be completely gross. I stepped out of my car, straightened my black pencil skirt, and headed into the coffee shop.

Do serial killers drink coffee?

I stopped at the front entrance and took a look around the cafe. My best friend said he would make it before me. There were a few rows of tables, with people seated. A lot of fake plants and the cash registers were placed in the middle of the building. I was supposed to look for a man sitting by himself with two coffees and a straw.

I spotted him sitting by a large window in the back of the coffee shop and sighed. “Oh.” He was really cute. He had on glasses, a strong jawline, and nice wispy dark curls. I bet if I touched those curls they’d feel like velvet. I didn’t touch curls though. I walked towards him and his eyes turned in my direction. They lit with curiosity and my nerves began to kick in.

What was his name, again? Bob? Bill? He didn’t look like a Bill? He looked way too pretty to be a Bill? Maybe a Henry? Or an Aiden. Aiden was sexy. Oh my god is he checking me out? I still don’t remember his name.

“Hi.” I stuck out my hand and put on my brightest smile. “I’m Jan. You must be Serial Killer Aiden?”

His eyes widened and the color on his face drained. I wanted to kick myself. Maybe drag myself out of the building. Yeah that seemed like a good idea.

That’s it for now!

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles

P.S. Check out my my books and writings tab to see more flash fiction and things I have written!

Blogger Tag: Writing Habits

Hi everyone!

My friend Nicohle Christopherson tagged me in a Writing Habits Blogger Tag. I haven’t participated in a tag since I paid attention to Tumblr and did a tag on YouTube (the video is hidden so you won’t be able to see it). . . that was a long time ago.

Anyway! So here we go!

Where do you go write and what does it look like?

Honestly, with how often I move around. I write anywhere I can take my laptop with me. If I’m chilling at a coffee shop . . . I write. When I was a college student and worked in the library, I’d write while helping students. If I’m at a friends house and everyone is just chilling, I write. If I’m at the place I call home, I write. I’ll write on a road trip if I have to (I did that before when I was on the last two chapters of my first book – currently being edited – my boyfriend was confused haha). I’ll write anywhere.

Snacks or drinks?

Both but mostly drinks cause I’ll remember to hydrate myself long before I remember to feed myself when I’m writing. It’s a problem I know. I get really wrapped up, but I just put some Korean ramen on the stove.

Do you like to write with noise or in total silence?

Mostly noise, but if I’m stuck I’ll write in silence until I get unstuck. It’s a study habit I picked up while in college where if I know my material well enough, I’ll study with music. If I don’t know my material enough, I’ll study without music because music and other noises will immediately become distractions.

Paper or computer?

Computer. I used to write with paper all the time in high school but I’ve come to a point where my mind is faster than my fingers and the computer is the closest way to catch up with the speed of my thoughts. Writing on paper now is kind of a “Oh I can’t bring my laptop. Okay. *brings notebook*”

what do you do before you start to write?

A number of things. Nothing is steady and I should probably go for a steady routine. I always take my birth control in the morning (yes. I’m very open about contraception.) and drink a glass of water. Other than that, it changes depending on part-time jobs and what not.

What time of day do you like to write?

I write the best at night.

what distracts you from writing?

I love my friends but sometimes I struggle to say no and I forget to treat my writing like a real job because it will be one day.

Anxiety can distract me from writing.

Being around people who are too noisy can distract me. Social media can distract me.

YouTube can distract me.

anything to help set the mood?

GOOD ASS MUSIC. Like I need to get pumped up and then I need to simmer down and then I’m ready.

are you a plotter or pantser?

I’m more of a pantser than a plotter but I’ll plot when I need to be.

Any other weird habits?

Is fussing at your characters weird? I heard most authors do that? I daydream about them sometimes. I heard that was normal too. I brainstorm with my boyfriend and sometimes ask him to respond to certain things to see if it’s natural dialogue. I guess I’m not weird lol.


That’s it for my writing habits! I don’t have a lot of blogger friends so . . . I’ll just tag one person, Amanda Seigreist and see how it goes.

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Hatake


My Focus is Way Off

So there are a few things I’m trying to do for these next six months that I’m still in small town Mississippi.

  1. Study Korean for at least an hour a day so I’m not extremely lost when I finally move over there.
  2. Finish writing book two in the series I’m working on.
  3. Get book one edited and beta read for one last round.
  4. Send my FBI CRC to get apostilled for EPIK. (It’s still raining like a waterfall here and I’m not in the mood to re-print that app if it gets wet so I have to act smart)

It’s only a few things right? Pretty simple, right?

I would say so myself but for some reason I can’t focus on the simplest of tasks. Maybe a part of me is still depressed and still emotionally drained from all of the anxiety and stress I went through this summer. I know I’m still worried about life falling from under me again. Maybe that’s it. I don’t know but I definitely need to re-route my focus.

I’m reading a book on writing romance and it’s helping me a lot with focusing. I even finished a novel I had intended to read. Baby steps. I’m also due for some serious self care and I mean serious self care.

I’m not here to give you tips on how to stay focused because I suck at it myself and as a recent college grad, I have yet to figure that out. However, I can tell you that when you’re extremely depressed and drained to not neglect yourself. Self-care is really important and maybe that will help with regaining focus. Find a self-care buddy too.

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles

|Cover & Excerpt Reveal| The Learning Hours by Sara Ney

I’m interested!

Southern Bred & Read

He?s not a douchebag;

but that doesn?t stop his friends from

turning him into one.


So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters:

Are you the lucky lady who?s going to break our roommate?s cherry?

Him: socially awkward man with average-sized penis looking for willing sexual partner. You: must have pulse. Text him at: 555-254-5551

The morons can?t even spell. And the texts I?ve been receiving are what wet dreams are made of. But I?m not like these douchebags, no matter how hard they try to turn me into one.


One text stands out from hundreds. One number I can?t bring myself to block. She seems different. Hotter, even in black and white.

However, after seeing her in person, I know she?s not the girl for…

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Fighting Fears

It took me a minute to figure out how to express what I’m thinking and feeling in this post. I have a tendency to struggle with writing exactly how I feel because I worry if I’m using the right words, but I’m going to try anyway.

I am afraid.

I am afraid of failure. I am afraid of becoming nothing. I am afraid of spending the rest of my life working at jobs I hate because I gave up on my goals and dreams. I’m afraid of getting stuck. I’m afraid to give up on my goals and dreams. I’m afraid of not trying or not having the ability to try.

I’ve been through a lot and I’m aware that others have been through much more and much worse. What I’ve been through has made me wonder if failure and sitting here stuck with nothing to do and no where to go is what I’m meant to do. Am I meant to just give up on dreams and goals like a few people I grew up around? Am I meant to depend on others and not do for myself?

For a minute anxiety took over and these feelings sunk in so deep that it lodged me to my bed. My former roommates cat came into my room and sat on my bed until I moved. My boyfriend had to force me to eat and my other former roommate made tea later that day. I was becoming sick from sadness. Sick from feeling like my life lacked purpose.

However, today, I realized something. Although right now I feel like giving up and just sitting here until things maybe pass by . . . I won’t do it. I shouldn’t. I realized the fear of not trying was stronger than my fear of failure. I want to at least try and get past obstacles and fight for my goals.

You all should too. Anxiety maybe strong right now and you may need a support system but you’ve got to at least try. Try hard and do everything to the best of your ability. If the first steps just means getting out of bed and brushing your teeth, then you did it.

Now keep going.  If you fall backwards a couple of times. It’s okay. That’s apart of fighting anxiety. If you feel like life isn’t real (or a sense of derealization), that’s okay. Keep fighting. Keep trying. Take one step at a time.

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles

P.S. I’m not sure if any of this made sense.


The Road to Korea – What’s Next?

At the end of my previous post I got wait-listed. The news was very devastating and I cried. A lot. After the tears stopped I emailed my recruiter about what to do next. I could wait for spring intake and the only thing I would have to update is my application and my FBI CRC (Criminal Record Check). Or I could try other public school programs that had availability left and even hagwons (Korean private schools – the more complicated route). Sigh.

I decided to wait for Spring Intake.

The idea of trying to find and secure a position in Korea in less than month was stressful. My finances aren’t where I would like them to be (even after the donation help, but the timeline I posted here will show why). I have to move out of my apartment at the end of this month and I might be out of wi-fi at my house for a couple of months. Most interviews in Korea will take place between 7am and 5pm in Korea which would make it 7pm-5am central time in America. Not very ideal when you don’t have internet.

Waiting just ended up being the best option. It sucks but it’s not actually that bad. The school year in Korea begins in the Spring and the process will be different for those wait-listed. So if you have to wait don’t worry. I’m right there with you.

In the meantime, I’ll find part time work, practice my Korean (maybe I’ll become fluent!), help out with my sorority, and write a lot. I have already sent my recruiter my updated application and after he reviews it and sends it off to EPIK (the spring process officially begins August 1st) another timeline will begin!

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles