The Romance Review

The Romance Reviews

Monday, May 30, 2011

Come Welcome Jennifer Madden YAY!


Terminally addicted to romances, thanks to finding her aunt’s stash of 'Harlequin Presents' years ago during a sleepover, J.M. Madden loves any and all good love stories. Most particularly her own.

She has two beautiful children and a husband who always keeps her on her toes. J.M. was a Deputy Sheriff in Ohio for nine years, until hubby moved the clan to Kentucky. When not chasing the family around, she's at the computer, reading and writing, trying to perfect her craft. She occasionally takes breaks to feed her animal horde, and is trying to control her office-supply addiction, but both tasks are uphill battles. Happily, she is unemployed right now, so it's given her a chance to seriously jump into writing full-time. She has several projects in the works and loves to hear from readers.

Second Time Around was released on December 28th, and it was my debut novel.


Officer Shane Caldwell responds to a routine end of shift call with some annoyance, but when she tackles and handcuffs her ex-lover and the father of her son, things turn hot in a flash. Four years before Quinn Scott disappeared to make his fortune, and she hasn’t heard a word from him. As his touch ignites old passions, Shane is torn between telling him about the son he's never known, and protecting young Jackson's heart from the man who walked away without a backward glance.

When Shane storms back into his life, Quinn isn't surprised by the incredible attraction which sparks between them. He wants to take up where they left off, but years of lies and unexpected betrayals from family and friends endanger his Thoroughbred breeding operation and his dreams of a future with the woman he never really left behind. Will old prejudices separate them again or can love grow stronger the Second Time Around?


Twisting her free arm behind her, she snagged the handcuffs out of their leather pouch and snapped one cuff onto his retaining wrist. He looked uncomprehendingly at the strange piece of metal around his arm, before smiling slowly, sexily. Shane felt her heart squeeze in affection when she saw that acknowledgement of who she was. Shane turned his body to her, and pushed his back against the stall door next to Snort’s stall. Quinn’s eyes widened in surprise at her actions, and then darkened with passion. With his arms above his head, she threaded the second cuff around one of the wrought iron bars, ands nicked it onto his other wrist.

Quinn never said a word, but he did clench the bars behind his head, highlighting every striation in his biceps, and the strength of his fists on the iron. Shane lost track of what she was doing for a long moment, caught up in his masculinity. It was obvious he was posing for her, and she gave him the long, lingering look he deserved. Stepping forward, she nuzzled into his neck, nipping lightly at the flushed skin. Metal jingled as he reached for her, panting. The cuffs kept his hands from touching her. "Shane," he warned, "you better start doing something before I rip these bars off the door.”

Laughing, Shane jogged across the aisle and pulled the giant barn doors closed, flipping an interior lock to keep them shut. She also double-checked to make sure the walk-in door at the end of the aisle was locked as well. Anticipation beat at her as she went through the motions of making them safe from prying eyes. She was panting as she turned toward him again, and not just from the exertion of slamming the doors. Desire built in her, and it needed to be appeased soon. Snort shifted in his stall at the commotion, but didn’t make any other sound. Quinn watched her with hooded eyes and clenched jaw, waiting patiently for what was to come.

She unsnapped her belt-keepers and let them fall to the floor with a clatter as she exaggerated the sway of her hips and strutted toward him.

Dark hazel eyes zeroed in on her hands, watching as she removed her gun-belt. Shane took her time, but Quinn’s enthusiasm, as well as her own, pushed her to the limits. She had never restrained anybody sexually before, and her conscience nudged at her. It was unexplored territory, but she enjoyed it. The mere thought of him being at her mercy was an aphrodisiac in itself. She could do anything to him, and as long as it was enjoyable, he would let her do it. Damn, that was hot.

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I also have an Urban Fantasy piece coming out with Bonapart Press. The title of the anthology is Urban Moon, and my story is Burning Moonlight. Should be out beginning of June sometime.


  1. It's always fun to learn more about someone I like! Good luck with your new release Jennifer and Happy Memorial Day ladies

  2. Hi Jennifer!
    Hope you're having a fabulous Memorial Day. When are you going to post a picture on the blog from your Deputy Sheriff days? *grins*