Frequent Flyers: Unscheduled Departure by T.m. Franklin ~ #ASMSG #RomanceCollection

Unscheduled Departure

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Rowan Elliott is devastated when her boyfriend, Finn, tells her he’s moving across the country to take over the family business, and thrilled when he changes his mind at the last minute and gets off the plane.

But then things get . . . weird. Finn’s acting strange, and Ro’s getting mysterious phone calls that have her questioning if her boyfriend’s really who she thinks he is. As Ro races to figure out what’s going on, she discovers it’s more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

And if she’s not careful, she could lose her Finn forever.

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“Ro, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said, pulling to an abrupt stop in the parking lot of my apartment building. “I never left a voicemail. Not today.”

I fumbled in my bag for my phone. I was not imagining this. “You did. You called—” I thumbed through my calls and held it up victoriously so he could see. “—at 12:06 p.m. today. See?”

His eyes narrowed at the screen. “That says Private Number.

“Yeah. Yeah, I know. I was going to ask you about that.”

“Why do you think that was me?”

I rolled my eyes. “Because you left a voicemail!” My voice grew louder, a little screechy, but I couldn’t help it.

“Babe, I never left you a voicemail today!” Finn said, aggravation growing in his own tone. He pulled out his own phone and stabbed at it a few times. Finn’s familiar ringtone sounded on my phone, his picture popping up on the screen, along with his name.

“See?” he said. “At 12:06 I was driving. I didn’t call you. Whoever that Private Number was, it wasn’t me.” He tapped his phone and the ringtone stopped.

I stared at my phone and rubbed my forehead. My stomach roiled and an ache throbbed behind my eyes. “I don’t understand. I heard—”

“Let me listen to the voicemail.”

“It…got deleted.” I met Finn’s unreadable gaze and knew how it sounded. Weird. Crazy. But I had heard him. It was Finn.

Wasn’t it?

“I don’t know what’s happening,” I murmured, my hands trembling as I brushed the hair away from my face. “I know what I heard.”

“Ro,” Finn reached across the car to grab my hand, wrapping it up in both of his. “It’s okay.”


“We’ll figure it out,” he said, eyes wide and earnest. “I’m right here. We’re together and we’ll figure it out, I promise.” He kissed my finger with a smile. “But after you sleep, okay?”


I forced a shaky smile. “Yeah. Okay.”

“You want me to walk you up?” he asked.

I shook my head. Suddenly, I wanted to be alone. To go to sleep. To not think about all of this for a while. “I’ll be fine. I’ll call you later?”

“Okay.” He leaned across the seat to kiss me. “Sleep well.”

I nodded and got out of the car, waving at Finn and only letting my smile fall once he drove away.

I wasn’t convinced. I knew what I had heard, and no matter what Finn said, it was him on that voice mail. I wondered if maybe the message was old— one I’d missed. I couldn’t imagine how that might have happened, but I wasn’t ruling it out just yet.

Because the alternative was one I wasn’t quite ready to explore: If it was a new voice mail, and it was Finn who’d left it, that meant he was lying to me.

And I had no idea why.

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About the Author


Author picT.M. Franklin started out her career writing non-fiction in a television newsroom.
Graduating with a B.A. in Communications specializing in broadcast journalism and production, she worked for nine years as a major market television news producer, and garnered two regional Emmy Awards, before she resigned to be a full-time mom and part-time freelance writer. Her first published novel, the Amazon bestseller, MORE, was born during National Novel Writing month, a challenge to write a novel in thirty days. MORE was well-received, being selected as a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Indie Book Awards, as well as winning the Suspense/Thriller division of the Blogger Book Fair Reader’s Choice Awards.

In addition to MORE and its sequels, The Guardians and TWELVE, Franklin penned the Amazon best-selling short stories A Piece of Cake and Window, which also won a Blogger Book Fair Reader’s Choice Award for Short Story/Fantasy. Her new YA romance, How to Get Ainsley Bishop to Fall in Love with You, is Franklin’s first love story without a paranormal or fantasy element, although she believes love is the best kind of magic.

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Frequent Flyers

Romance flies the friendly skies in this diverse collection of short stories from a talented group of best-selling and up-and-coming authors.

There’s something for everyone in this mile-high compilation – from a love story born in a blizzard to a steamy encounter spawned by a series of crazy events. For supernatural fiction fans, how about the tale of an airport that’s also a portal to another world… or a scheduled flight that takes a detour into an alternate reality?

From an unexpected trip that reignites a twenty year old flame, to a quirky liaison between a ticketing agent and an adorable doctor, Frequent Flyers takes you on a journey that will touch your heart and leave you flying high!




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Frequent Flyers: Fly Me To The Moon by Bev Elle ~ #ASMSG #RomanceCollection


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Ticketing agent Jessamy Taylor has been in a dating slump exacerbated by moving her sickly mother into her home. The truth is she’s never gotten over the quirky Dr. Griffin Sanderson whose Obsessive Compulsive Disorder drives her crazy, despite his excellent bedside manner.

Fly Me To The Moon is a love song covered by many, the most memorable being Frank Sinatra. Griffin whistles this tune incessantly, but that’s just one of the many odd quirks Jessamy Taylor either loves or hates about him. Since their ill-fated love affair two years prior, she’s found no one to replace the good doctor.

A date that goes awry for Jessamy somehow ends with her in Griffin’s arms. Will the changes he’s made be enough this time, or will secrets tear them apart?

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“I have a couple of bottles of that merlot you like that we got in St. Augustine that one time. Would you like to share it with me tonight?”

A nightcap between friends. Jessamy could think of nothing she’d like better at the moment. “I’d be delighted.”

There was something different about Griffin. An undercurrent of confidence bordering on a swagger he had not possessed before. Jessamy could feel her body responding to this handsome, virile version of the man she had known so intimately before. She squeezed her thighs together and thought of the commanding heights they achieved when he made love to her, only to descend into agonizing depths once the deed was done, and then she relaxed her thighs.

When they arrived at his home, he took her hand and pulled her into the kitchen where he held a seat out for her at the gigantic island at its center, then opened the door to the pantry he’d turned half into a wine rack and retrieved the two bottles in question.

“You know, I feel bad enough after that failed date to drink both of those bottles myself,” she said.

Griffin hesitated as he set one and then the other on the bar in front of her. “I could bring out more,” he said.

“Just kidding,” she said with a grin. “If I drank both, you’d probably end up holding my hair at the end of the evening, and that’s not a good look on me.”

His mouth quirked up on one side as he reached into the cabinets and brought out pristine stemware. When he carried everything to his sitting room, they got comfortable on the sofa; soft music played in the background, and Griffin poured them both a generous glass and proposed a toast.

“To old friends starting over as new friends,” he said and touched his glass to hers.

Clearly, Griffin wanted another chance with her, but she wasn’t sure if she could withstand what them being together again would entail.

Jessamy proposed a lighter, less intimate toast. “To creepy dates. May neither of us have any of those ever again!”

“Here, here,” Griffin said, and they drank almost in perfect synchronicity.

“So these are really the last two bottles of that case you bought?” Jessamy took another sip, the smoky, natural sweetness bursting on her tongue.

“Yes. I gave a few bottles away as gifts, because I really never wanted to drink it with anyone besides you.”

She turned away slightly embarrassed by the earnestness in his eyes and in his words.

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Romance flies the friendly skies in this diverse collection of short stories from a talented group of best-selling and up-and-coming authors.

There’s something for everyone in this mile-high compilation – from a love story born in a blizzard to a steamy encounter spawned by a series of crazy events. For supernatural fiction fans, how about the tale of an airport that’s also a portal to another world… or a scheduled flight that takes a detour into an alternate reality?

From an unexpected trip that reignites a twenty year old flame, to a quirky liaison between a ticketing agent and an adorable doctor, Frequent Flyers takes you on a journey that will touch your heart and leave you flying high!

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Bev ElleBev Elle is the author of sweet and spicy contemporary romance, women’s fiction and historical paranormal romance. A lover of books–many already written, and those she harbors in her very active imagination. Writing is a passion she’s had for many years, but was unable to act upon. Bev Elle is the mother of three human children and two canines. She is also the lover of one husband. When Bev isn’t writing in her spare time after work, she is thinking of doing so.

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Frequent Flyers: Eye of The Storm by Beth Bolden ~ #ASMSG #RomanceCollection



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Eye of the Storm


Commercial pilot Captain Grant Montgomery III lives for the rules; flight attendant Tess O’Brien loves to break them.

Tess hates running into Captain Montgomery when she’s working. On her best day, he’s intimidating and kind of an ass. On her worst, he bore the brunt of the most embarrassing moment of her life. So when she’s forced to drive from Columbus to Cleveland with him in the middle of the worst snowstorm Ohio’s seen in years, Tess can’t imagine anything more terrible.

The storm brewing between them might be even wilder than the record-breaking blizzard outside.

But as they drive further into the storm and further into danger, Tess discovers that so many of the assumptions she’d made about Grant are flawed, exaggerated and even just plain wrong. She was hoping the trip would finally confirm once and for all that he’s a jerk, but instead, she finds herself increasingly fascinated–and attracted–to him.



Ironically, I wrote this story when I was in Mexico on vacation in July.

For a story that takes place mostly in the freezing cold of an Ohio blizzard, it definitely seems odd that I wrote it in the sweltering heat of Cancun. But whether we’re talking about love and hate, or hot and cold, extreme situations tend to bring out either the best in people or the worst.

Typically, they bring out the worst in me. I’m a bit of a control freak, so I’m not good with having my walls broken down without my permission. I gave Tess my horrible habit of laughing and cracking stupid jokes during stressful situations. When I was much younger, maybe 13 or 14, my family and I were driving to my grandmother’s house in Colorado. It was the height of summer, we were in the middle of nowhere in Utah, and our SUV broke down. To make matters worse, it was a Sunday and it was a fairly small town. Nothing was open. My dad was angry and probably frightened and instead of keeping quiet and letting him work out the problem, I started laughing hysterically.

It was definitely not the best reaction I could have had. I don’t think my mother has ever moved that fast before or since as she dragged me away from the broken down car.

That memory was the first thing I thought of when I had these two characters, so fundamentally different, who didn’t understand anything about each other. By putting them in a stressful, potentially dangerous, situation, they were both forced to be honest to each other and about themselves.


“Looks like they moved up the storm warnings another hour,” Tess said. “At least two feet of snow this afternoon, with another two tonight.”

Grant grimaced. She could see it clearly, even though his face was only in profile. “It’s going to be a rough drive,” he said, and she was suddenly so thankful she wasn’t alone. Growing up in Seattle had given her quite a bit of experience driving in the rain, but very little in the snow. If it had been up to Tess, she might not have ever made it to Cleveland.

And because the last half an hour had been so different, so odd, she didn’t even hesitate to say so. “I’m glad I’m not trying to do it alone,” she said. “I don’t really know how to drive in the snow.”

His mouth quirked again, and Tess wished, despite the obvious hazard to their safety, that he had glanced over at her again, because she was almost certain that had been even more of a smile, and she wished she’d seen it in its full, forward-facing glory. “The year I turned sixteen, Virginia had one of the worst snowstorms in a century. My father believed in not wasting a single learning opportunity, so he had me out on the freeway, when everyone else was terrified to drive down to the corner market.”

“Sounds intense.”

He shrugged restlessly, and flicked on the windshield wipers just as Tess realized the snow had begun to fall, flickering white specks against the gray sky. “Like I said, he was a great believer in learning opportunities.”

Tess was beginning to understand just how different their upbringings had been. Her father, gregarious but fiercely protective of his only child, would never have dreamed of dragging her out in the middle of a snowstorm, learning opportunity or not. She’d grown up cozy and a tiny bit coddled, always certain of her father’s love. From what she had heard of Grant’s father, an Air Force colonel, love sounded more like a reward doled out in miserly quantities. Maybe, Tess wondered, the difference explained Grant’s extreme self-possession and cold reaction to Tess trying to break his ice with teasing humor.

He’d probably never experienced teasing humor in his entire life, and Tess thought that was a real shame. A childhood should be full of laughter, laughter, and more laughter, as far as she was concerned.

Not just learning opportunities.

“My father makes every Irish cliché real,” she volunteered. “If he wasn’t so funny and nice, it would almost be embarrassing.”

Grant’s eyes swung towards her face, almost as if they were magnetized and he couldn’t help it. They were wide, and a little bit surprised, and Tess almost stopped, but she forged on because that was what they were doing, wasn’t it? Sharing their childhoods and backgrounds? It was perhaps a little stupid, but maybe if they could understand how different of a place they were coming from, they could meet somewhere in the middle.

It was even stupider, but Tess desperately wanted to meet him there, maybe with his lips on hers. She’d never been so intrigued and turned on by a man than she was by Grant Montgomery, and that was a tiny bit alarming, but then the last hour had been so different from the first ten. If this was what he was really, truly like, then perhaps there wasn’t a reason to freak out.

“He sounds like he’s nice,” Grant observed carefully.

“He is. And protective. He hates me being so far from home, and I do miss it sometimes, but most of the time I like being so independent.”

The snow was falling heavier now, and Tess scooted closer to the windshield and craned her neck up towards the sky, almost wishing that they could actually stop and she could taste the icy flakes on her tongue.



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Beth Bolden lives in Portland,Oregon with one cat and one fiance. She wholly believes in Keeping Portland Weird, but wishes she didn’t have to make the yearly pilgrimage up to Seattle to watch her Boston Red Sox play baseball. After graduating from university with a degree in English, Beth unsurprisingly had no idea what to do with her life, and spent the next few years working for a medical equipment supplier, a technology company, and an accounting firm. Now Beth runs her own business as a Girl Friday for small business owners, assisting them with administration, bookkeeping and their general sanity. Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. Her first novel, The Lucky Charm, was published in May 2014 and its sequel, Getting Lucky will be available December 1, 2014.

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