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Shrink Unwrapped

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Humor Fiction
Publisher: IP Books

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To treat patients using psychoanalysis, psychiatrists must first undergo their own analysis. And Dr. Jacob Fink plans to coast through his own stint on the shrink’s couch as quickly as possible. After all, there’s nothing wrong with him! But soon, his fortyfive minute sessions unearth longburied struggles that are both profound and profane.

Can a threeyearold who was unable to sit still on his carpet square in nursery school and constantly joked his way through his schooling ever be successful in life?

Can listening to a weather forecast be dangerous to your health?

Can a boy get a venereal disease just by thinking about girls?

How can you get fresh semen stains out of white linen pants and beat a traffic ticket?

Jacob is on his way to a breakthrough when something unthinkable happens and he now has to dig deep to unwrap the last of his inner struggles and finally grow into the therapist he knows he can be.


Chapter 1

So You Want To Be an Analyst

My life was programmed for me.

As far back as I can remember, my parents repeatedly said

“I don’t care what you do when you grow up as long as you go to college,

then medical school, and become a doctor.”

For my birthday, my father gave me a stethoscope. My mother

gave me a white coat and a ticket to a medical insurance seminar in Las

Vegas. The package included airfare, two days, three nights at the

glamorous Golden Unicorn Hotel, breakfast every morning, one buffet

dinner, and tickets to the Folies Bergères Revue I was thankful, but

didn’t know what to do with it. I was only three.

It should be no surprise that I followed the path that had been set

out for me.

Often, people asked me why, after graduating medical school, I

chose the specialty of psychiatry. I jokingly said, “I’m uncoordinated,

afraid of the sight of blood, and generally dislike human touch. What

other specialty would fit those limitations?”

My friends, always looking for an edge, misunderstood my choice

and thought I was a psychic. “Tell me what I’m thinking right now!”

“How much change do I have in my pocket?” or “What’s in store for

me in the future?”

The response from my family to my choice of specialty was one of

embarrassment, not support:

My grandmother, loving but outspoken, said “I’ll tell everyone my

grandson is a doctor! I’ll leave out the embarrassing psychiatrist part.”

My dermatologist father, always questioning, asked, “Do psychiatrists

ever get their patients better?” I replied, somewhat annoyed,

“Do dermatologists ever get their patients better?” End of discussion.

My mother, always the realist, probably had the best response. “Why

in the world would my hyperactive son pick a specialty where he had to

sit still in one place for 45 minutes? How are you going to do that?”

I looked at her knowingly, “With difficulty,” I replied.

I have always been hyperactive. I was born three weeks early.

My mother, ever-ready to comment, insisted it was because I couldn’t

wait to get moving. I never walked. I ran, jumped, rocked, twirled,

rolled, and twisted my way through childhood. “Harnessing his boundless

energy was impossible. It was exhausting,” freely admitted my

mother. “I just couldn’t keep up with him.”

In an effort to preserve what was left of her physical strength and

emotional sanity, I was enrolled in the “Little Friends” nursery school

at age two. That lasted only three months. I was expelled because I

couldn’t sit still on my assigned carpet square, which was a requirement

for continued enrollment. The headmaster never did explain to my parents

how sitting on a piece of carpet was supposed to prepare me for the

future. One could speculate, however, that sitting still in a confined

space for an extended period of time might groom someone to become

one of the statues people see in Times Square in New York City. But

that was not what my parents had in mind for my future, so my departure

was not considered a major setback.

Despite a disheartening streak of failed nursery school interviews,

my mom never gave up. But, after my fifth rejection, she decided

she needed some help. Before the next interview, at the suggestion

of her doctor husband, she doped me up with a tiny dose of

a minor tranquilizer. Since I was not driving or operating any heavy

machinery, this tranquilizer would hopefully just slow me down

enough. However, when I kept nodding off during the interview, she

gave the headmaster some cock-and-bull story that I hadn’t slept

well the night before because I was so excited about coming to the

school. Half awake, and successfully slowed down, I was admitted

to the Oak Ridge Day Nursery . . . where I spent the next 3.5 years.

During that time, I was personally responsible for driving seven

early childhood specialists into other fields, none of which had to

do with children.

Since I started out as the youngest child ever in the school by far, it

was difficult for me to understand why many of the kids left to go on to

kindergarten at the end of the year, yet I remained in the school. Each

year, as May approached with the impending departure of my friends, I

would become sullen, brooding, bad-tempered, and ill-humored. My

teachers tried to tell me that in a few years (then in a couple of years, and

finally next year), I would go to kindergarten, but that didn’t help. Time

for a child is a nebulous concept; for a hyperactive child, it is the equivalent

of forever.

In a last-ditch attempt to bolster my spirits, I was given the roll of

Tiny Tim in the school’s Christmas play. I had one line “God bless us,

every one!” Excited about my role in the play, I practiced my line continuously

day and night. “God bless us, every one!” “God bless us,

every one!” While my gloomy mood had dissolved, the school had

inadvertently created a monster. My “God bless us, every one!” was

like the unstoppable brooms in the Sorcerer’s Apprentice scene in

Fantasia, an Oscar winning animated film from Disney Studios. The

school, my parents and even God counted down the days until the play.

“God bless us, every one!”

Thirty people attended the Christmas play that year. Of the 30, 16

were there for me: My mom, my grandparents, two uncles, two aunts,

and four neighbors and their wives.

You should have been there. The atmosphere was electric. The

crowd was hushed in anticipation when it was time for me to deliver my

lines. My theatrical debut was upon us. There was silence. Then more

silence. You could hear his teacher off stage whispering “God bless us,

every one!” “God bless us, every one!”

The silence was deafening. And then I began “God bless us, every

one! God bless my mom and my father in Texas, my grandparents,

Uncle Marshall and Aunt Elaine, Uncle George and Aunt Barbara, the

Fishers, the Kantros, the Rondos, and all the other people that came to

see me whose names I didn’t know. God bless us, every one! God bless

us, every one!”

I bowed to the audience and then to the people backstage, and

skipped off the stage. A star or a reasonable facsimile thereof was born.

Fast forward to today! Somehow—and there are several speculations

how—I was able to transform and harness my hyperactivity into

productivity as I zoomed through high school, college, medical school,

and psychiatric training. The speculations were lost somewhere along

the way. I had a successful private practice, did some teaching of medical

students, and supervised psychiatric residents.

All of this was somewhat fulfilling, but something was missing.

I wanted to be more than just a simple pill-pushing professional. I

wanted to go where no ordinary psychiatrist dared to go. I wanted to

talk to my patients, to probe the depths of their minds, to uncover

insights that trapped emotions and prevented meaningful relationships.

When a patient presented a dream where a hot dog was chasing a

doughnut wearing a garter belt and fishnet stockings through a tunnel

filled with yellow daisies, I wanted to be able to uncover its hidden

meaning. I wanted to be a Freudian analyst. That was my dream.

However, to be an analyst, two things had to happen. First, you

had to choose an analyst from a small group of specially trained analysts

called, not-so-surprisingly, training analysts. Second, you have

to undergo a personal analysis with one of them, a fairly long process.

Initially, the training analyst would perform a “psycho-colonoscopy”

to discover your inner problems, followed by a long slow “mental

enema” to purge you of the emotional shit inside that would interfere

with your treating others.

To begin the process, I had compiled the resumes of 10 training

analysts. Who should I go to see first? I needed expert guidance. This

was a very important decision and I knew exactly the one to turn to. It

was Anna, my six-year-old female Jack Russell Terrier (named after

Sigmund Freud’s daughter), who had guided me successfully in the

past. Anna had picked five consecutive Super Bowl winners. Anna had

found my car keys in the bottom of my closet when they accidentally

dropped out of my pants pocket as I hung them up. Most recently, Anna

had helped me pick out the perfect fragrance for my wife for our


I placed the 10 résumés side by side on the floor of the family

room. “Anna,” I yelled, “Come!” The rhythmic clinking of her dog tags

announced her arrival from the kitchen where she had just finished getting

a drink of water. “Anna,” said I. “I need your help making an

important decision. Look over these resumes and pick the training analyst

I should interview . . . ”

Anna scratched her left ear with her left hind paw before walking

over to the papers on the floor. She stared at the first résumé and slowly

sniffed herself laterally to look over each one. She looked carefully

at the training analysts’ ages, their experience, their gender, and what

books they liked to read. When she got to the next to the last résumé

she lifted her leg and peed on it. Turns out this analyst lost his license

10 years later because of sleeping with one, maybe two of his patients.

How did Anna know?

Nine to go. With her nose, she pushed off to the side the résumés

of the analysts who were older than 65 years, who had been divorced,

and who had no interests outside of psychiatry, as well as those who

followed the Chicago Cubs. She made a separate pile for those who

had pets and further eliminated some who weren’t named for famous

analysts. When all the sniffing and pawing was done the analyst left

standing was Dr. Herman Hermann, a 60-year-old, who had been a

training analyst for 22 years and married to the same woman for 40. He

was an avid golfer with a 10 handicap. The thing that sealed the deal

for Anna was that he had a German Shepherd named Sigmund and she

loved German Shepherds, especially if they were named for her father.

I immediately picked up the phone and scheduled an appointment

with Dr. Hermann for next week.

I patted Anna on the head and thanked her for her help. I imagined

Anna thinking “I can’t believe he thinks I have special telepathic powers

when in reality I picked that particular resume because the paper

smelled like a dog I met in the park last week.” I often had crazy

thoughts like this. It made life interesting.

About the Author

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Dr. Joel Schwartz is the published author of 7 middle grade novels, including Upchuck Summer (Yearling, 1983), which sold over 150,000 copies, He is the Emeritus Chair of Psychiatry at Abington Memorial Hospital, and a board certified adult and child psychiatrist/psychoanalyst. He is also a professional speaker, and works with organizations to improve workplace dynamics. In addition, he is an amateur standup comic and wishful golfer.

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The Courage to Aspire

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Thoughts on Moments of Love, Kindness, Encouragement, and Aspiration

Memoir, Motivational
Publisher: Ikebiebooks
Published: March 2019

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A twelve year boy stands in front of his class, beside a science demonstration table in his sixth grade classroom with electric switch in his hand. Nobody had ever seen electric light in his village before. With windows closed and the door shut, He turns the light on—enthralled by the flood of light that illuminated the classroom, he screams, “I want to become an electrical engineer when I grow up.

His innocent utterance seemed little more than a fantasy because his family could not fund his education beyond primary school. Suddenly everything changed; his teacher helped him gain admission to a tuition-free technical high school where he won a scholarship to a technical college.

In this captivating and inspirational memoir, Chuks I. Ndukwe recounts vividly the moments and acts of love, kindness, and encouragement that put him on the path to success.

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Chuks I. Ndukwe, once a sought after engineer in the High Tech industry, graduated from Northeastern University in Boston, Massachusetts and worked for such companies as Codex Corporation, USRobotics, ADC Telecom, and Lucent Technologies mentoring junior engineers and managing research and development departments.

During his career, Ndukwe demonstrated strong strategic management skills. His problem solving skills earned him “Key Contributor Award” at ADC Telecom, Minnetonka Minnesota. Utilizing his team building expertise, he built strong team of engineers that performed above expectations—designing such technologies as caller identification, modems, routers, and Internet gateways.

Ndukwe is now retired and lives in Newark, New Jersey where he devotes his time writing to inspire others.

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Mystical Slayers Trilogy

Land of the Free
Mystical Slayers Book 1
by Michael W. Huard
Genre: Dystopian SciFi Fantasy
LIVE FREE OR DIE in this Sci-Fi & Fantasy Adventure of a Lifetime! All hope lies with a SISTERHOOD of amazing Martial Arts Masters. It’s a 31st Century battle of ROBOTS VS. GIRLS. One thing is for sure; the women have learned that LIBERTY is not given; it is TAKEN!
In the year 3016, the United States of America has fallen into great despair. The advent of advanced technology, AI, robotics, and a power-hungry corporation rule the nation. However, there is hope. A WONDER WOMAN like sisterhood of enhanced, highly intelligent, patriotic ladies are out to make the country free again.
Your friendly leaders of the 31st century are now a boys club of rich aging men. This greedy Corporation now controls all gas, oil, healthcare and everyone’s standard of living. They govern with ruthless robots, droids, clones, and cyborgs; all with top-notch artificial intelligence; many with terminator programming.
The USA needs a real-life super-hero, but in reality there is no Captain America. The country will have to settle for one amazing group of beautiful, God loving, spiritual, freedom fighting women; heroines whom have learned that JUSTICE is not FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!
Raise your sword and laser guns up high. The Mystical Slayers have arrived!
Hope Bringers
Mystical Slayers Book 2
The BATTLE for Liberty & Justice continues. The strong women of The Sisterhood have struck a serious blow to the Y-Wood Corporation; but the Tyranny remains.
Our heroes are now branded as complete outlaws and to speak of God in any such manner will result in certain death; yet for these women, faith has chosen them. To be a true patriot one must fight to the bitter end, and the time has come once more to send waves of “Hope” throughout the land.
However, a powerful robotic army led by an overzealous general and two of the most highly regarded super robot specimens now stand in their way; but these are the Mystical Slayers, and they will not stop until America is free.
Your friendly leaders of the 31st century are now a boys club of rich aging men. This greedy Corporation now controls all gas, oil, healthcare and everyone’s standard of living. They govern with ruthless robots, droids, clones, and cyborgs; all with top-notch artificial intelligence; many with terminator programming. NO ONE CAN STOP THEM The USA needs a real-life super-hero, but in reality there is no Captain America.
The country will have to settle for one amazing group of beautiful, God loving, spiritual, freedom fighting women; heroines whom have learned that LIBERTY is not given; it is TAKEN! Raise your sword and laser guns up high.
The Mystical Slayers have arrived!
Mystical Slayers Book 3
All hail this secret sisterhood of kick-butt women!
This is it, the EPIC CONCLUSION in the Mystical Slayers fight against tyranny.
The sisters and their allies have decided to take the fight right to the powerful, 31st century, robotics, Y-Wood Corporation; their sights now set on liberating the nation’s one-time, historic, capital region, Washington D.C.
It’s going to be one crazy, tough battle, and our fearless leader Raegan and her companions will not stop until old glory waves again.
A Dystopian Masterpiece (5 stars)
– Amazon Reviewer
In the year 3016, the United States of America has fallen into great despair. The advent of advanced technology, AI, robotics, and a power-hungry corporation rule the nation. However, there is hope. A WONDER WOMAN like sisterhood of enhanced, highly intelligent, patriotic martial arts masters are out to make the country free again.
Your friendly leaders of the 31st century are now a boys club of rich aging men. This greedy Corporation now controls all gas, oil, healthcare and everyone’s standard of living. They govern with ruthless robots, droids, clones, and cyborgs;
all with top-notch artificial intelligence; many with terminator programming.
The USA needs a real-life super-hero, but in reality there is no Captain America. The country will have to settle for one amazing group of beautiful, God loving, spiritual, freedom fighting women; heroines whom have learned that LIBERTY is not given; it is TAKEN!
Raise your sword and laser guns up high. The Mystical Slayers have arrived!
Michael W. Huard is a second generation martial artist, dungeons & dragons fanatic, sci-fi, and fantasy nerd, and simply a human being on a voyage in time. Make sure to check out his Gothic Fairy Tales series of bewitching fantasy stories. Also, Michael’s 31st century, fantasy and science fiction books “The Mystical Slayers”are a female empowering, kick butt, dystopian series gathering rave reviews all over the world.
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Suppression by Laramie Briscoe

Title: Suppression
Series: Laurel Springs Emergency Response Team #2
Author: Laramie Briscoe
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 4, 2019


From USA Today Bestselling author, the second book in the Laurel Springs Emergency Response Team Series

If you don’t love, you can’t get hurt…

Nick Kepler

One thing my childhood taught me was never show my emotions. Don’t make memories. Don’t count on other people. Don’t hope for the best.

All that changed when I was adopted by Ryan and Whitney Kepler.

Begrudgingly I let them into my life, along with my new sister and a best friend I would lay down my life for. But giving up my heart and accepting love in return from Kelsea Harrison? It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to do.

And the truth is? I’m not sure if I’m that strong.

Kelsea Harrison

From the very moment I met Nick Kepler I knew he would be the love of my life. Problem is I haven’t been able to convince him of that yet.

When our best friends get married, Nick and I spend a drunken night letting our walls down and losing all our inhibitions. In one moment I’m given everything I ever wanted. Then, in the blink of an eye it’s taken away from me.

The question is, can I be strong for the both of us?

The answer? I have to be.

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Laramie Briscoe is the best-selling author of the Heaven Hill Series & the Rockin’ Country Series.

Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie Briscoe has published over 10 books. She’s appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on iBooks, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. She’s been called “a very young Maya Banks” (Amazon reviewer) and her books have been accused of being “sexy, family-oriented, romances with heart”.

When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on her DVR. Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY with her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and a sometimes crazy cat named Beau.

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C. L. Gaber’s Ascenders Saga

Ascenders Saga #BlogTour the saga ''banner''-teaser8533560617535744900..jpg Author CL Gaber has created a stunning, evocative series, with romance, time-travel, adventure, paranormal, dystopian & much much more! Title : Ascenders Saga Author: C. L. Gaber Hosted by : Teaser Addicts BB/PR Ascenders Saga Volume One, High School For The Recently Departed Welcome to the Ascenders Academy where there is absolutely no homework, no rules, and no consequences. Walker Callaghan, 17, is dead. She doesn’t go to heaven or hell. She lands at The Academy, a middle realm where teenagers have one thing in common: They were the morning announcement at their high schools because they died young. These high school kids are now caught in a strange “in-between” zone where life hasn’t changed very much. In fact, this special teen limbo looks a lot like life in a quaint Michigan town complete with jocks, popular girls and cliques. “There are even cheerleaders in death,” Walker observes. It’s not a coincidence that the music teacher is a guy named Kurt who “used to have this band.” The drama teacher, Heath, is crush worthy because back in his life, he starred in some superhero movie. Principal King explains the rules — there are none. Why? You can’t die twice. You’re just there to learn because the human brain isn’t fully formed until you’re 24. By the way, you can’t get hurt physically, so race your Harley off that hillside. But falling in love is the most dangerous thing you can do …because no one knows how long you’ll stay in this realm or what’s next. “Losing someone you love would be like dying twice,” Walker says. Add to Goodreads >> Available On Ebooks, Paperbacks, & Audiobook @Amazon US** CA** UK** 🎧Walmart on Audiobook🎧 💬B&N Ascenders Saga Volume Two, Skypunch In the Midst—a place for those who die young—there are no rules except one. And Walker Callaghan, dead at seventeen, just broke it. She briefly revisited her earthly life . . . and the punishment is eternal. Longing for her rebel love interest, Daniel Reid, Walker finds an ally in Cass, whose attraction to her is as alive as he is. “Life is short,” he tells her. “I’m banking on eternity. With you.” In the second book of the Ascenders Saga, a realm-jumping journey takes Walker and Daniel back to life again when they search for something buried in history. They team with students from several other schools in the middle realm including a place for teens born with oddities. It’s home to the Claires . . . beautiful, ruthless, and quite dead seventeen-year-old quads who each have a different clairvoyant gift. Can Walker survive another adventure of an afterlife-time—or will she find herself on the downside of eternity? Book Trailer: Add to Goodreads >> Available On Ebooks & Paperbacks @ Amazon *** Audiobook COMING SOON US ** UK ** CA ** Itunes Ascenders Saga Volume Three, OMORROW Get Ready For More Of Your Favorite Ascenders Characters in Ascenders OMORROW. Expired at seventeen and living in a middle world for those who died young, Walker Callaghan and her rebellious love, Daniel Reid, have been tasked with an insurmountable mission: Find something hidden in the past that will forever change everything for the living and the dead. Sent to a place where a second can mean a lifetime, Walker and Daniel find their existence threatened as they scour New York City decades to find the lost, secret writings of Albert Einstein. They are warned, “Die in the past and you will never be born in the future.” History has a way of being rewritten by those who defy the odds. In the third book of the Ascenders Saga, will Walker manage to survive or delete her own story? Add It To Your TBR On Goodreads : Available on Ebooks & Paperbacks @Amazon US ** UK ** CA ** Ascenders Saga Volume Four, Ascenders 11:11 “In the Midst — a place for those who departed young — there is a fate worse than death. It’s the passing of true love. Tat-covered Daniel Reid’s memory has been erased by his sadistic father. Walker Callaghan must face her destiny alone. Alliances shift in the fourth book of the Ascenders Saga. Only twice a day at 11:11 — a time when all things converge — is everyone and everything clear. Forced to run to The Other Side, Walker and Daniel discover the afterlife world they previously knew was only the beginning of the vastness. In a new realm of illusion and deception, there are no rules except one: Rock bottom builds heroes. Add It To Your TBR On Goodreads: Available on Ebooks & Paperbacks @Amazon US ** UK ** CA ** About The Author C. L. Gaber is the author of the ASCENDERS SAGA including: High School of the Recently Departed” (Book #1), SKYPUNCH (Book #2), OMORROW (Book #3), 11: 11 (Book #4) and is currently writing Ascenders Book 5 and other secret projects to be revealed soon. C. L. is also the co-author of JEX MALONE. She is an entertainment journalist who interviews Hollywood’s A-listers for the New York Times wire and several other publications. Daniel Day-Lewis and Bruce Springsteen are two of her favorites! C.L. lives in Nevada with her husband Ron, daughter Sabrina and two unruly dogs. Twitter @CLGaber Instagram @clgaber Google + CL Gaber MeWe Website Facebook Author Page Street Team GoodReads Author Page Amazon
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by Gabriella Clark
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Betrayed by one of their own. The kitsune are being hunted by a group of humans who want the healing properties of their blood for themselves. Facing extinction, Alpha Daiji, The only nine tailed fox on this plane has gathered the last of his skulk together. They head towards the promise of a sanctuary. Fighting for his people’s very survival, he never expected to find his mate, his Tsuma.
It was hard being The Vor. Leaving her clan had been the best decision for everyone. It was better to do it on her own terms rather then be forced out when fear got the best of them. It was all worth it though, when the most delicious looking fox she had ever seen crossed her path. Better yet he was her mate! Sure he was a bit pervy and might have a shedding problem but he was all hers.
Together they would show those hunters why it was a bad idea to tangle with the nine tails and the embodiment of spring.
Hey guys thanks for checking out my books! I’m a 31 year old caseworker from sunny Miami Fl. Adding his 2 cents to the stories is my 4 year old cat named Charles Whisperclaws. I love romance novels and have been reading since I was about 13. I started writing because one day I thought why are all the heroines always
wondering why the hero chose them? Why wouldn’t they? So I decided to fix that. Hope you guys enjoy the story!
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The Banker’s Bride by Theresa Oliver

Title: The Banker’s Bride
Series: A Whiskey River Brides Novel
Author: Theresa Oliver
Genre: Historical Romance
Release Date: May 4, 2019
She’s lost everything and wants a new start. He can’t let go of his past… until he meets her. Although both are strong-willed, can they bend their will to the other and let go of the past to let love in?
Megan Shannon is no stranger to struggle. Having lost everything and everyone she ever held dear, she set out from her beloved Ireland to seek a new life in America. When her thirst for a new life lands her in the untamed frontier of Whiskey River, she finds that a free spirit has no merit in her new husband’s home. Emboldened by her desire to be her own woman, Megan clashes against the powerful men who would see her demure and silent.
For Dallas King, Whiskey River is not a safe haven for the bold and the brave, but rather a chance to rise as a powerful man of society. Having left behind a dark and twisted childhood, Dallas sets out to become the man his father wasn’t. In the pursuit of his narrow dream, Dallas finds himself at odds with the beautiful woman he has called to the frontier to be his wife. 
An epic battle ensues between what one wants and what one expects as danger lurks close by. Will Megan and Dallas come to terms with their troubled pasts in pursuit of a perfect future? Or does Whiskey River have something entirely different in store for them?
In a battle of wills and wit, danger and desire take the reins as we return to the untamed banks of Whiskey River in The Banker’s Bride.
“What do you like to do? Do you have any hobbies?”
Megan looked as if she was about to say something more, but stopped herself.
He placed his finger gently under her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Tell me what you were going to say. Please, don’t hold anything back from me.”
She shook her head as her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink.
He laughed. “Come now! It can’t be that bad. Tell me.”
“Oh, no ye don’t.” Megan pulled back, her Irish brogue even more prominent. “Ye won’t be gittin’ no secrets out of me.”
“I bet I can.”
She shook her head. 
He took her hand and kissed it, and then began kissing his way up her arm.
“Okay, okay! Ye don’ play fair,” she relented, pulling her arm away. “I was about to say that when ye’re poor, ye don’t have many choices fer hobbies. Surviving becomes yer hobby.” She checked her hat to ensure that it hadn’t become dislodged, and then turned to look out the window. “But of course, ye probably know nothing of that.”
“You’d be surprised.” Dallas squeezed her hand, claiming her attention. “Megan, I grew up poor, too. My father was a sharecropper.”
She raised her eyebrows in disbelief.
“No, it’s true. My father didn’t believe in education, but he did believe in hard work.”
“And what do ye believe in?”
Dallas’s eyebrows pulled together in concern. “I believe in both.”
An educator, writer, mother, and free spirit, Theresa Oliver’s love affair with the written word has spanned decades. An Indiana native, Theresa began the foundation of her writing career as a child. Her love of reading, writing, and creative expression guided her to seek a Bachelor’s Degree in Communications, News Editorial sequence, from the University of Tennessee at Martin; and then continued on to earn a Master of Arts in Teaching degree, Early Childhood Education sequence, from Armstrong Atlantic State University. 
Her foundational experiences in childhood led her to want to create meaningful, positive experiences with reading and writing for future generations, and inspire the same love of creative expression that has been such a rewarding force behind her career and life. 
Theresa has dedicated her life to the world of writing and the creation of novels that span all levels and genres. First and foremost a mother, her greatest loves are her three beautiful boys, to whom she dedicates the success and longevity of her prolific career. Theresa currently resides in Kissimmee, Florida with her beloved husband and children.