The End of a Series

One of my favorite things as an author is to not merely write stories, but series. I’m a big fan of creating worlds where family and friends come together, appearing not only in their own books, but in the stories of the other characters as well. Lexxie Couper and I got together a little over a year ago and we created a world together. We called it Farpoint Creek Station. It’s a fictional “ranch” set in Australia that is inhabited by some of the hottest cowboys/stockmen on the planet. LOL. The stockmen of Farpoint Creek have appeared in each of our Foreign Affairs books (Misplaced Princess, Misplaced Cowboy and Misplaced Lessons) and on April 24, the final book in that series, Misplaced Hands, will release.

misplacedprincess_HiResIt’s going to be hard to say goodbye to the Sullivan family and to the jackaroos who work on the station because they have become such a big part of my life over this past year. I’ve become attached to the characters! When Lexxie and I first started working on the concept for the series, we knew we wanted to blend our two worlds (I’m American while Lex is queen of Australia), we wanted to incorporate humor, and there had to be cowboys! There was a lot of discussion about what stockmen were like in Oz compared to cowboys here in America and we realized…besides the accents…they were actually very similar.

image001The idea behind each duo of books is a misunderstanding. The characters cross wires in a humorous way that eventually leads to find love in the last place they expected! In Misplaced Princess and Misplaced Cowboy, Annie and Dylan meet online. They chat, feel a mutual attraction and decide to meet. Unfortunately, things don’t work out quite the way they planned. They cross wires on the details and Annie flies to Australia to meet Dylan while he flies to New York to stay with her! Things become even stickier when Annie meets Dylan’s twin brother, Hunter, and Dylan finds Annie’s best friend, Monet.

misplacedlessons_HiResIn this second duo of stories, Farpoint Creek’s resident teacher, Amy, has dreamed of traveling to America. When she and pen pal Harper decide to do a “life swap” for two weeks, Amy is thrilled. She journeys to Chicago, while Harper travels to Farpoint. Of course, nothing’s ever easy. There’s a little issue of mistaken identity between Amy and Harper’s brother, Andrew, that sort of leads to some incredible sex. Then there’s Harper’s undeniable to attraction to TWO jackaroos at the station. It’s a shame they’re gay, right? Or are they?

Misplaced Hands releases on April 24 and with it, the final installment of the characters from Farpoint Creek will be told.

misplacedhands_HiResForeign Affairs, Book Four

A “life swap” with her Australian friend finds Harper on Farpoint Creek cattle station, resident teacher for the next two weeks. Having rarely left Chicago, she’s unprepared for so many things Down Under—not the least of which is an instant, and instantly intense, attraction to not one, but two Aussie cowboys. She’d promised herself an adventure, so when the handsome pair come calling, Harper dives in. Literally.

Stockmen Keith and Marc are head-over-heels in lust with the American teacher, though the attraction brings about some surprising revelations. Like how right it feels to share a woman. This woman. No jealousy between the lifelong mates, just a burning need to see to Harper’s pleasure. Together. And they happily do so—until an unsettling event unearths Harper’s own tragic revelation.

Between Harper’s inability to confide in the men, and her stay at Farpoint racing to an end, it seems inevitable the three lovers will be driven apart. Doesn’t it?

Inside Scoop: This story has a very brief, non-descriptive recollection of child abuse. Good thing Harper has two strong stockmen to chase away the bad memories.

Excerpt:

A curious frown pulled at Annie’s eyebrows. “Have you met Blue and Thomo yet? Keith Munroe and Marc Thompson?”

A vice wrapped around Harper’s chest. She stared at Annie, her lips tingling. “I have,” she answered, modulating her voice. She didn’t want Annie to know that at just the mention of their names her head exploded with debauched fantasies. “On Saturday. They seem friendly.”

“We are friendly.”

Harper jumped at Marc Thompson’s deep voice, the pile of collage fodder on her lap sliding to her feet. She heard his chuckle. Heard Annie’s answering one. But for the life of her, she couldn’t look at him. Not yet. Not until she got the flame in her cheeks under control.

The sound of the floorboards creaking told her Marc had entered her small classroom. “G’day, Ms. Prince. How’s the book going?”

“The book is going well, thank you. Revised chapter four last night.” Annie’s answer was directed above Harper’s head. Which meant Marc was standing directly behind her.

Her heart beat harder and faster, hammering against the vice trying to compress her chest. Oh God.

“Still reckon you should dedicate it to me and Blue. We were the ones who told you to write it.”

Annie’s eyes twinkled. “If I recall correctly, Thomo, you told me to write ‘a book like that fifty shades of sex thing’, not a recount of growing up famous. And Blue told you to shut up and get back to work.”

The chuckle behind Harper was relaxed. Devilish. It made her pussy contract. “It was worth a shot. I’d read it.”

“Yes.” Annie’s smile turned into a smirk. “I bet you would. Now, do you mind telling us why you’re here? Can’t we American women take a break for a while from all the Aussie testosterone?”

Marc laughed again. “Nope. ’Fraid not.”

Annie cocked an eyebrow.

“Actually, you can have a break if you like, Ms. Prince.” Marc’s voice stroked over Harper’s fraying composure. “It’s Harper I’m here to collect.”

Annie looked at Harper, her expression naughty. “Really now? And what do you plan on doing to Harper once you collect her?”

“Ah, you know us testosterone-filled Aussie blokes when it comes to American women. Take her somewhere private and—”

“Enough, Thomo.” Annie held up a hand, shaking her head. “Just tell me, okay?”

“Swimming,” he answered. “In the eastern billabong.”

Harper’s heart leaped up into her throat. Swimming. She hadn’t packed a bathing suit. Oh God, why hadn’t she packed a bathing suit?

“That sounds like a fantastic idea,” Annie said. “And it’s my cue to get back to writing. Chapter four isn’t going to revise itself, you know.”

And before Harper could say a word, the other woman rose to her feet and walked past her, out the door. Leaving her alone with Marc.

“So?” His deep voice seemed to envelop her. “You keen for a dip?”

Stealing herself against the inevitable tummy clenching that came at the sight of him, she twisted in her seat.

The tummy clenching came. As she knew it would. How could it not, when he looked so goddamn sexy? His hat was still on his head, its brim throwing a shadow over his brilliant sapphire eyes. His hands were on his hips, accentuating the broad expanse of his chest and the lean tapering of his torso. He was, simply put, sex in denim.

And waiting for her to say something.

“Err…” Her brain went blank. What had he asked?

“Swim?” Marc prompted. “In the billabong? With Blue and I?”

“I don’t have a bathing suit,” she answered, her cheeks heating again. God, since when did she sound so pathetic and lame?

Marc’s white teeth flashed. “And you think Blue and I do?”

Harper’s belly didn’t just flip-flop. It flip-flopped, sank, knotted and fluttered.

Misplaced Hands is available for presale at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

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9 Responses to The End of a Series

  1. Mary Preston says:

    It’s very hard as a reader to let go of series, so I can’t even begin to imagine how hard it must be for a writer.

    • Mari Carr says:

      Well, I’m afraid I’m becoming old hat at it, Mary! It took me forever to write the last Wild Irish book because I couldn’t stand to leave that family. Then…when the Compass Brothers series came to an end, I begged Jayne to do a second round with the next generation!

  2. Terri says:

    I can’t wait until the last book comes out. I’ve really enjoyed this series. Of course, I enjoy everything you put out Mari and Lexxie too. Maybe some day we can visit them again.

  3. Clare O'Beara says:

    I’ve read a Lexxie book about yachting and I am sure she brings as much fine detail and romance to the outback! And that’s a great cover image on Misplaced Hands.

    • Mari Carr says:

      Lexxie is one of my favorite authors. She can blend humor and red-hot sex scenes like no one on earth. I felt very lucky to be able to work with her on these books. 🙂

  4. Susan T. says:

    I love reading series and hate to read the last book. I’m going to read this series as soon as the last book is out.

  5. Tiss says:

    Always sad to see a series end. But you both did an AWESOME job on it. I’ve pre ordered. Thanks for the look into Austrailian stockmen. They are just as yummy as our cowboys!

  6. Happy Easter Mari! ❤
    I haven't had the pleasure of reading this series!
    I am now going to have to remedied that. lol Thank you. 🙂
    When I'm reading a series, it so breaks my heart when it ends.
    I feel so lost! 😦
    I am one of those, who gets into it so much they're part of me.<3

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