Baby Come Back is Here!


Finally! After watching Trent act like a jerk for three books he got his. This was one of my favorite books to write. I hated Trent so much for what he did to Rick and Tara, and then to Alan and Angie. I mean, he had very good reasons. The other guys in the band are not especially business minded. Well, Alan is, but he spent the band’s early career seriously altered. Regardless, Trent felt that the weight of the band’s success rested on his shoulders so he became a control freak. And a raging egomaniac. It’s so very satisfying to bring an egomaniac low.

Jenny wasn’t the woman to do it until she had her daughter. Lulu changed everything for her. She could allow Trent to be cruel to her, but she couldn’t allow her daughter to see men being cruel to her mother. That was not a lessons she wanted her daughter to learn. It’s hard for her. I’m not sure what happened to Jenny in her past that made her believe she wasn’t worth love, but it hurts me that she does. (Yes, I have a small problem differentiating fantasy and reality.)

I loved writing this story. Seeing Jenny come into her own and knocking Trent down a few pegs. Lulu was a blast to write. I based her on several small children I have known who were so amazingly poised and calm for their age. I think readers will enjoy the story, especially if they’ve read any (or all) of the other books in the series to see what a jerk Trent is.


Let Me Be the One is here!

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A little matchmaking mischief…

She’s the girl of his dreams, but she belongs to another man. Still, that doesn’t stop rock star Brian Ellis from standing by Suzi’s side when she needs him most. Or offering her a strong shoulder to lean on when her relationship crashes and burns. But will Brian get burned by the beautiful writer when Suzi goes back to the man she believes she loves?

Suzi has always had a crush on Brian, which doesn’t mean she’s ready to risk everything for the sake of a fling. Yet the more time she spends with him, helping the sexy single dad with his kids, she knows there’s more between them than simmering sensual tension. An invitation to join him in the sweet mountain town of Potterville, West Virginia, may be too tempting to resist. But how can Suzi give her heart when she’s already promised herself to another?


Brian stared at a seam in the stage. After the show tonight, they went home. With the sixteen-hour time difference, they’d be landing about four hours before they took off. Add in time to recover from jet lag, and it was going to be at least two days before he could seriously start searching for her. The kids. He got the kids when he went home, too. Bonnie would dump them with him at the airport if she could. Of course, the kids liked Suzi, so they’d be all for helping him search.

“He said some groupie stuck his fingers in her mouth and that’s when Suzi walked up and saw it and it was just bad timing and there was nothing to it and he’s sorry and do I know where she is because he’s sure she’ll contact one of us because she doesn’t have any ID or her phone or anything on her,” Bear said.

“In one breath?” Jason asked. “Poor guy.”

“Yeah, I hate it when strange girls stick my fingers in their mouths.” Brian rolled his eyes. “And that shit just happens to him all the time.”

Bear and Jason both stared at him as if he’d slipped a gear. “How many times has Logan been caught in a tight spot like that?” Brian demanded.

Jason shrugged. “It happens.”

“You know who she caught him with, don’t you? Gillian Blue Sky.”

“Gillian?” Bear dropped his drumstick. “You’re kidding. Who told you that?”

“Yes Brian, who told you that?” Jason narrowed his eyes at Brian.

“I got an email from Duke.” Of the thirty or so he’d sent out. Some of the people he’d tried hadn’t been at the party. Hell, SendDown was touring Europe. They hadn’t even heard and asked him for information.

“And?” Bear scooped up his stick. “Don’t hold out.”

“He just said Suzi wasn’t feeling good and went hunting for Logan and found him with Gillian. I’m a little disappointed in his taste. Gillian’s a skanky whore, and he had Suzi at home.” Had being the operative word.

“True, but Bear would know more about that than I would.” Jason smirked at Bear.

Bear pointed his drumstick at Jason. “That was a long time ago, and she wasn’t as skanky then. I am a happily married man now, and I don’t need those kind of petty distractions.”

“Are we done here?” Brian scowled. Standing around yammering wasn’t the best use of his time. He needed to get back online and check his email. There might have been new developments, or Suzi might have returned one of the half dozen emails he’d sent since the day before yesterday.

“I’m not surprised she ran out without ID or anything.” Jason started strumming randomly. “She’s known for that.”

“Yeah, but she ran with Brett Cherney. If you want to talk about questionable taste.” Bear made a wobbly hand gesture.

Brian walked away. If they weren’t done with sound check, they could come find him. He had better things to do than stand around rehashing Suzi and Logan’s break-up. None of his friends were thinking about Suzi with Brett Cherney, who was twenty-four, at the beginning of what appeared to be a long-running career, and carried a reputation for being wild. Brian didn’t want to think about that.

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Twice In a Blue Moon by Cate Masters


Twice In A Blue Moon

by Cate Masters





Can true love strike twice?


After the death of her first love, Melanie Michaels buries her grief in the risky demands of a reality show, where her extreme stunts leave her teetering on the edge of danger. That’s exactly where she wants to be—until she arranges for her crew to traverse the Swedish Lapland in the dead of winter. It’s the one place she shouldn’t go, on the one day she should avoid—her would-be wedding anniversary.


Instead of romantic nights spent in the Ice Hotel or under the Northern Lights, Melanie is stuck with Joe “Buck” Wright, a snarky loner tour guide who loves his sled dogs and nothing and no one else. But Buck is also trying to numb a painful past. Can two people skilled at pushing others away find warmth at the edge of the Arctic?


Twice In A Blue Moon

Contemporary romance novella

ISBN: 978-1-61650-646-9

Publish Date: 1/19/2015

About 48,000 words

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About the Author

Cate Masters has made beautiful central Pennsylvania her home, but she’ll always be a Jersey girl at heart. When not spending time with her dear hubby, she can be found in her lair, concocting a magical brew of contemporary, historical, and fantasy/paranormal stories with her cat Chairman Maiow and dog Lily as company. Look for her at and in strange nooks and far-flung corners of the web.


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Twitter: @CateMasters


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Advance praise for TWICE IN A BLUE MOON

“A story that will warm your heart on a cold winter day.” – Fresh Fiction

“…a great read. It is fun, it is romantic, it is moving.” – Dan Curnett, 5 stars

“…a quick romance read that will undoubtedly leave them wanting more” – Maria, 4 stars

“… a satisfying and enjoyable read” – Jennifer Schultheis, 4 stars

“I really liked this book! It had a unique setting and a hero with a lot of baggage” – JoMarie DeGioia, 4 stars


Excerpt (710 words)

Buck tried not to drool. “Perfect.” He loved making new friends, especially of the female variety. So long as they didn’t complain about his modus operandus: all fun, zero ties. Repeats happened if the girl abided the rules. And if he didn’t get too attached. Such foolishness led to all manner of drama and heartache. He’d had enough of both. His life had become about survival, and he’d taught himself not to let anyone get close. Not to make himself vulnerable to pain. To live alone and like it.

Klaus set two mugs in front of them and deftly removed a bill from the stack Buck had left on the bar.

Something made him glance up at the television. Maybe Kenny had implanted a subliminal suggestion during their conversation. Damn if the name at the bottom of the screen didn’t read Melanie Michaels. A man spoke into a microphone, then stepped closer to hold it near her.

“No way. That’s her?” He waved at the bartender. “Turn up the volume, will you please, Klaus?”

The camera zoomed in on her face. Features delicate but strong, beautiful but serious. God, that mouth—lips full and wide, and the way they moved as she spoke, he could hardly tear away his gaze. Her large eyes, dark and luminous in the way that had always struck him to the bone. Just like Poppy. She’d turned out to be anything but sweet. More like poisonous, the opium behind the flowery facade an instant addiction that took him years to overcome. He still carried the scars from her acid nectar. Anything and anyone reminding him of his former lover ranked the lowest of low on his shit list.

Melanie Michaels just claimed that spot.

And now he’d have to deal with her every day for almost a week. “Oh man, it’s going to be a grueling six days.” Five, technically. Tomorrow’s meet-and-greet was strictly a formality, though the preliminaries helped him size up his guests so he could better prepare.

Klaus glanced from Buck to the screen and back again. “She’s taking your tour? You lucky bastard.”

Lucky? No. Bastard? Yes, according to some. “Oh yeah. Skol.” He raised his mug and gulped. And gulped.

The blonde assessed him. “You’re a wilderness guide? For which company?”

He tried to sound proud and manly as he said, “Arctic Adventures.”

“I’ve heard about them.” An arch of her brows, and her demeanor turned glacier-cold.

He could only imagine what, exactly, she’d heard. Kenny insisted they stretch their expenses as far as possible. Translation: second-rate accommodations. And hey, it wasn’t his fault if the sled dogs took a dislike to certain clients. They should know better than to leave unpackaged foods unprotected and stow their backpacks away from the team. The dogs had few enough trees upon which to relieve themselves, and he didn’t blame them one bit.

Klaus shot the blonde a dubious, don’t-make-trouble look.

“What? They’ll be famous.” She hid a laugh behind her hand. “No Boundaries will make you a star in America.”

“America.” Ah, hell. Why hadn’t it occurred to him? His family would see him, the friends he’d left behind. And Poppy. Shit. Short of them traveling to Sweden, there’d been no way for any of them to bust him on the lie he’d told. Now they’d know he didn’t work for the prestigious National Geographic tours, but a crap company based in Kiruna. In his last email, he’d boasted of almost having saved enough money to build a log resort better than the world-famous Wilderness Lodge. Fat chance, on his salary.

Me, a star? More like an outcast. Buck heaved a sigh. “I’ve suddenly lost my appetite.” For drinking or anything else.

He grabbed the cash from the bar, left a generous tip, and nodded goodbye to Klaus. He strode to the exit, ignoring the blonde’s taunting calls to come back. The laughter in her lilting tone churned his gut.

Whether he returned to the job at all depended on how badly Melanie Michaels and crew shamed him on video. He’d spend the next six days avoiding the camera, and afterward, crawl into some isolated igloo a dismal failure. He might stay there until global warming melted away the polar ice cap.


Satellite Of Love Is Here!


This is your chance to win a $100 Amazon gift certificate for doing something you would probably do anyway, with smaller more immediate prizes along the way. Here’s how:

Part 1: Social Media Contest

Enter by posting a link to the book page to whatever social media platform you like. No Facebook Shares allowed because Facebook is poopy that way. Take a screen shot of your post and leave it up. Send the screen shot of the post to with “Drawn To the Media” in the subject line.

Deadline: April 6. And I do mean period.

Drawing to be held April 7. I will write all the entries on little slips of paper and chuck those papers into the big pink bowl I use to transport my signature corn and lentil salad to any potluck I am invited to and, with a flourish, I will cover my eyes and draw one out. I would use my mixing bowl, but it’s stainless steel and the corn and lentil salad has salsa in it so I’m afraid it will react.


  1. One entry per social media account per hour. If you have the burning desire to repost and reenter every hour 24 hours a day for the entire seven days, go ahead. It will radically increase your chances of winning, but you will be very tired. Just remember, no shares.
  2. The winning entry will be removed from the final drawing (keep reading), which just means you should enter repeatedly.
  3. You absolutely must have “Drawn To the Media” in the subject line or I will probably delete your entry thinking it’s spam. Capitalization is not important though I do appreciate attention to detail.

Winner will receive $10 Amazon gift certificate via email probably on the 8th, but definitely within a week.

This contest will repeat with the release of each of the 6 titles in the series.

Part 2: Review Contest

Enter by posting reviews of the book to any review site you choose. Posting the same review to different sites is acceptable, but only one review per site will be accepted. Good, bad or indifferent, it does not matter. Send a link to your review to with “Drawn to the Reviews” in the subject line.

Deadline: April 14.

Drawing to be held April 15 by the same exhaustive method described above.


  1. You must purchase your own book. If you received the book from my publisher, sorry but you are disqualified. (But feel free to enter the social media contest!)
  2. One entry per reviewer per review site, though you can cut and paste the same review to all the review sites you can find if you so choose.
  3. Honest reviews, repeat, honest reviews, at least 6 sentences long that contain enough information so that I know you read the book. I have pretty good radar and thick skin.
  4. Again the winning entry will be removed from the final drawing (keep reading.)

Winner will receive $25 Amazon gift certificate via email probably on the 16th, but definitely within a week.

This contest will also repeat with the release of each of the 6 titles in the series.

Part 3: The $100 Amazon gift certificate contest you read all this way to find out about

All remaining entries from all 12 contests (e.g. entries that have not already won) will be dumped into a giant barrel, swished around, and one will be chosen. The final drawing will be held 2 weeks and 1 day after the last book, Keep Coming Back To Love, is released.  (Just a few seconds after the winning review is drawn, I dare say.) I cannot tell you when the last book will be released. I wish I could, but the editorial calendar is way, way beyond my realm of influence.

Winner will receive a $100 Amazon gift certificate via email within a week. If for some reason Amazon has gone out of business, we’ll find a reasonable substitute. The apocalypse, like the editorial calendar, is out of my control.

Email addresses will not be sold or given to any other entity. The only real intent in collecting them is to notify winners and issue prizes. I may use them to tip you off you when the next book is coming out so you can gear up to enter all over again, or I may go through a patch of severe disorganization and not. I suggest, if you are really invested in finding out news, that you like my Facebook page because, as my family will tell you, that’s the only place I can reliably be found.

Good luck and happy reading!