Blue Lights & Boatmen – book 4 in rom-com series by Cora Kenborn and K.A. Ware!

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Title: Blue Lights & Boatmen

Series: Swamp Bottom – Book 4

Authors: K.A. Ware and Cora Kenborn

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They say there are three sides to every story…

We’ve heard from the sisters, now it’s time to hear from the men who’ve won their hearts.

No one said dating would be easy, but then again, no one mentioned that dating a Dubois sister would threaten your sanity. Officer Quentin Pope and Zephirin LeBlanc have stayed in the background and let their girlfriends take the lead, but not anymore.

They’re setting the record straight…

Southern gossip, jealous exes, hidden agendas, meddling family members, and one hell of an unexpected twist push both couples toward the edge of crazy. However, in the bayou, nothing worth having comes without a battle, and Pope and Zep are laced up and ready to fight.

Only the strong survive, and if you want to be a part of this family, you have to start by getting off the porch.

Excerpt #1

Zep

Focusing on the road and having phone s with your girlfriend was like trying to wrestle an alligator and play a game of chess at the same time. The shit didn’t work. A man had to pick one thing or the other. Both activities require massive concentration and trying to accomplish both ended in a massive ten car pile-up.

Which, at this point, I’d be willing to risk.

The minute Addie moaned my name, two things happened. My hand dove for my dick again and she let out a scream.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the kind of scream that let me know I’d completed my mission. No, this was a horrified scream followed by a thud and a groan of pain.

Nothing will limp a dick faster than the sound of a man’s girlfriend moaning in torture.

“Addie? What the fuck?”

Addie’s shrill voice tore through the phone so loud, I had to pull it away from my ear or risk permanent deafness. “Get out! What the hell are you doing in here?”

Initial fury ripped through my veins, and I almost turned the car toward her exit.

Who the fuck is in her room?

“Ads?” Savannah sing-songed in the background. “Who’s on the phone? Where are all your clothes? Are we invoking naked Sundays now, because I gotta tell ya, I don’t know if I’m down with free pussing on the holy day.”

Addie was having none of her shit. “Don’t you fucking knock?”

Savannah laughed and repeated herself. “Who’s on the phone?”

“Oh, God,” Addie wailed. “I’m going to die right here.”

“Hi, Zep,” Savannah called out with a smirk in her voice. “You two kids having fun?”

 

Excerpt #2

Pope

Climbing into my jeep, I loosened my tie with one hand and found the contact I was looking for with the other. There was only one voice I wanted to hear—the only one that would cause my heart to thunder in my chest for an entirely different reason.

“Madame Savvy’s whore house—you’ve got the dough, we’ve got the ho. What’s your flavor, sugar?”

I snorted and shook my head. Only Savannah. “Hey babe, I just—”

“Uh oh, what happened?” she interrupted.

It didn’t surprise me that she knew something was up. We’d met less than six months ago, yet she knew me better than most. She knew the real me—not my name or the reputation that came with my last name—but me. I hadn’t told her the particulars about my family, but it wasn’t because I didn’t trust her. I wanted to shield her from the hurricane that was my father.

I sighed, needing a distraction from the foul mood I always found myself in after an encounter with the senator. “Just a long morning. Tell me something.”

“Like what?”

I let my eyelids drop briefly, the weight of the morning finally settling over me. “I don’t care, anything. I just want to hear your voice.”

“Kevin learned how to change the channel.”

“What?”

“I had the TV on this morning while folding laundry—”

I must’ve entered the Twilight Zone. “You were doing laundry?”

She scoffed. “It was under extreme protest. Addie practically had me at knifepoint the entire time.”

I tried to stifle my laugh. “Was anyone injured during this standoff?”

“Unfortunately, no. My knife throwing skills could use some work.”

This time, I didn’t hide my chuckle. There was something so refreshing about Savannah. She was unapologetically genuine. Her refusal to conform was the thing I loved most about her. Not that I had the balls to tell her that.

“My sister and I going all West Side Story in our living room isn’t the point here. The point is that when a commercial for pork came on, Kevin straight up reached over and slammed his little foot down on the remote until he found the Animal Planet. I swear to fuck, that pig is smarter than most people I know.”

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*Blue Lights & Boatmen is the fourth book in the eight novella Swamp Bottom series. It’s recommended that you read them in order to get the full experience.*

SWAMP BOTTOM SERIES

1- Front Porches & Funerals

2- Voodoo & Vodka

3- Hook-Ups & Hang-ups

4- Blue Lights & Boatmen

Hook-ups & Hang-ups Swamp Bottom Novella #3 – release blitz!

Hook-ups & Hang-ups 
Swamp Bottom Novella #3 
A romcom novella 
Dubois sisters’ to-do list: 
Ditch dead end marriage…check. 
Return stolen property…handled it. 
Move to a new city…no problem. 
Relocate family business and start over… piece of cake. 
Sabotage current relationship because it’s going too well…of course. 
Wake up beside the one person you should never hook-up with, under any circumstances…oh, hell no. 
Destiny has its own plan: 
Adelaide and Savannah find that a fresh start in New Orleans doesn’t necessarily mean old flames and old habits intend to stay behind. The thrill of the chase is half the fun, but when self-sabotage is the catch of the day, trust issues and hang-ups may end the game before it begins. 
Because when you’re a Dubois, you don’t just hide your crazy… 
You lock it up and throw away the key. 
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*Hook-ups & Hang-ups is the third book in the eight novella Swamp Bottom series. It is recommended that you read them in order to get the full experience. 
*Each novella ends in a small cliffhanger. However, a new novella is published every 5-7 weeks, so you don’t have to wait long for your next installment of these sassy Southern sisters! 
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About the Authors: 

About KA: 

K.A Ware is an indie author living in Portland, Oregon. Her days consist of working at her real-life job in the financial field and taking care of her young daughter. Writing is not her only passion, K.A. also serves on the Board of Directors for a local non-profit and spends way too much time reading.
She believes in the power of words, alpha females, and that special escape you get when you hunker down into a good book.
When she’s not busy mothering, working, writing, or reading she enjoys spending time with family and friends and embracing the weirdness that is Portland. K.A. loves music, so if you find yourself at a metal show in Portland —take a look around— she’s the crazy redhead head-banging at the front. 
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About Cora: 
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Kenborn writes romance novels full of danger, snarky banter, lovable bad boys, and damsels NOT in distress. She loves delving into the twisted mind of a dark villain while shocking readers with unpredictable plot twists. 

Cora is a true Southern girl from Eastern North Carolina, who grew up on sweet tea and front porches. She says “y’all,” “fixin’ to,” and should you deserve it will “bless your heart.” She’s the mother of three hyperactive and occasionally adorable children and the wife to an understanding husband who tolerates her chaotic writer’s cave. 
Although reading is her passion, she can usually be found taking notes during true crime shows, effectively freaking out everyone in the room. A domestic rebel, Cora admits to being a horrible cook, swears she’s allergic to laundry, and believes she’s more dangerous with a hot glue gun than any weapon on earth. Oh, and she and autocorrect are mortal enemies. 
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