Entire first chapter of either book can be read on the publishers website:Possibilities - http://www.jmbpub.com/poss.htmResolutions - http://www.jmbpub.com/reso.htm
A divorced woman who is offered a fortune by her deadbeat ex figures that it is worth one small lie to her family but soon realizes that she could be wrong.
When Faith Pelletier questions her cousin's suicide, no one in the fading mill town of Serenity, Maine, wants to face the truth. As a web of drugs, violence, and deceit closes in on Faith, she must depend on the local police chief to help her outwit a faceless enemy. Original.
Lady Victoria Quinton Mallory has always had a powerful psychic connection to her home in Valle DelSol, Peru--a connection that now draws her to a stranger and both of them to an ancient temple where their past lives as lovers is revealed. Original.
Possibilities is set in the turbulent 1960s, and is the story of a young woman named Nora Steele. Raised in an orphanage, Nora lands a decent job just before she has to move out on her own. But she must face her worst fears, when she is dragged into a dark alley by an abusive rapist.
In 1985, with much fanfare, a time capsule was buried under the front lawn of a small-town county courthouse, to be reopened in 2085. But just twenty years later, in the dead of night, the capsule is dug up, its contents stolen. That same night, one of the contributors to the capsule is brutally slain in his home - with no sign of forced entry or indication of a struggle. One by one, others who had placed items in the time capsule are murdered. Besides his suspicions about the sudden, mysterious appearance of Nikita Stover, the chief investigator, Knox Davis, has absolutely no leads. And while Nikita?s no murderer, she seems to be hiding plenty of secrets. With more at stake than anyone else realizes, the smart-talking Nikita is determined to catch this cunning killer - while at the same time battling her own deepening feelings for a man and for a world in which she doesn?t belong.
Angelo pulled up in front of Jenny's house. Why are all the lights out? she wondered. Surely she hadn't gone to bed so early. Jenny knew she was going to be stopping by to see her tonight. She reached for her cell phone, but remembered it was dead. Getting out of the car, she walked up the front path. She noticed a set of footprints in the snow. The snow had been falling fast, but not fast enough to cover them completely. They were made maybe a half an hour ago. She followed the fading but large, definitely male footprints. They did not go up to the front door, but around the back. Something was definitely amiss. Tracking them to the rear yard, she spied the phone box, its wires cut. Oh, damn! The footprints ended at the fence. Angelo looked around to see it they backtracked, but they did not. Looking up, she could see the door ajar on the second floor deck. She had to get up there. Climbing the fence, she pulled herself up and onto the deck. She peered into the darkened room. If only I had a lousy flashlight! My kingdom for a flashlight. Pulling her firearm, she opened the door and crept inside. In the pitch black darkness, she made her way over to the door. She leaned an ear to the door, listening. She could hear voices across the hall. A man's voice and a very frightened woman's. Slowly opening the door, praying it wouldn't squeak and alert them, she moved down the hall toward the voices. She could smell tobacco. He was here. She knew it-and damn it-so was Jennifer. Fearing that Jenny would be hurt in the crossfire if she used her weapon, she secured it. She was equally dangerous without it. She moved closer to the door and listened at the master bedroom. She could hear Jennytrying to talk to her assailant. He seemed to be getting impatient with her stalling. On the bed, now! he ordered. Angelo could hear Jenny being tossed down on the bed, its mattress springs creaking. She tried the door, but found it locked. Now! Angelo thought as she kicked in the bedroom door. She crashed inside, taking both Jenny and the man by surprise. He jumped up as Angelo charged him. He was as solid as a rock. It was like running into a brick wall. Angelo was not a small woman by any standard, having more muscle than fat on her lean body, but he swatted her away with a backhand. Rolling away from the punch, she charged him again. Jenny screamed. The man was quicker than Angelo anticipated and he hurled the bedside lamp at her.
The killer was holding Ronalds in a half nelson with a knife to his throat. He had changed his appearance, but Angelo knew who he was. She hadn't even suspected him. "Give it up!" she said, pointing her Glock at him He laughed. It was a sick, twisted laugh. He was mad, completely insane. "Let Detective Ronalds go!" He pressed the knife to her partner's exposed neck drawing blood. "Drop your weapon, bitch!" "Just shoot him!" Ronalds shouted. His voice was stern, full of authority. Dark red blood began to dribble down Ronalds' neck onto his white oxford shirt as the killer forced the knife deeper...
RITA Award-nominee for Best Romantic Suspense NovelDetective Mitch Kane is hired by millionaire Layton Keller to find the son he's never known and the woman who took the boy fourteen years ago. But when Mitch finds them, he discovers that Alaina Chancellor isn't anything like he expected. Before he knows it, he's protecting her from determined hit men and trying to help her get her son back - but Alaina has been terribly hurt by a man in the past, and she doesn't trust anyone easily, especially a detective hired by her son's father. Unfortunately, she has no choice but to rely on Mitch, and as they race to save Jonah from his father, they discover that both their lives have been found wanting.Joyce Lamb, born and raised in Rockford, Illinois, is an editor at USA Today in suburban Washington, D.C. Found Wanting is her third novel. Booklist called her first, Relative Strangers, "a rollicking ride full of blazing passion, non-stop suspense and heart-pounding action," which is very much like Joyce's real life. For her second novel, Caught in the Act, (a RITA Award finalist), which Booklist called "riveting," Joyce drew extensively from her experience as a journalist . . . except for the parts about murder and mayhem. She loves cooking out with friends, playing tennis, and reading.
Inspired by Scientific American's 1922 offer of a five thousand dollar prize for concrete evidence of "conclusive psychic manifestations," Martin Finch, a Harvard graduate student, attempts to discover whether Mina Crawley, a Philadelphia socialite, is able to contact the spirit realm, only to find himself falling in love with his subject. A first novel. Reprint.
FBI profiler Madison Harper and CIA undercover operative Gabriel Rourke go together like oil and water, but there's no denying the physical attraction. As they track a murderer, Madison soon finds herself in the killer's sights. Original.
