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Ginny Baird | Winner Takes All, But Two Hearts May Fall
Author Guest / June 29, 2023

1–What is the title of your latest release? LAST BRIDE STANDING (Majestic Maine Book 3)   2–What’s the “elevator pitch” for your new book?  After losing a bet with her sisters about finding true love, a woman’s prepared to bite the bullet and take an arranged marriage to save her family’s business, but the arrogant man doesn’t want to marry her after all, so she ups the ante with a larger wager – where winner takes all, but two hearts may fall.   3–How did you decide where your book was going to take place?  This is the third book in a trilogy set in the idyllic seaside town of Majestic Maine. I wanted to create a setting that was scenic yet homey so readers would feel welcomed there, and want to stay.   4–Would you hang out with your heroine in real life?  Definitely! (Both her sisters, too.)   5–What are three words that describe your hero? Headstrong, smart, sexy.   6–What’s something you learned while writing this book?  That sometimes your characters surprise you, just as Charlotte did with her big breakthrough (aha moment) near the end.   7–Do you edit as you draft or wait until you…

Ginny Baird | Exclusive Excerpt: SECOND BRIDE DOWN
Excerpt / October 26, 2022

SECOND BRIDE DOWN by Ginny Baird Copyright © 2022, Excerpt with Permission from Entangled   Who was the old man with a mustache teetering his way up to their shop? He held a bouquet in one hand and wielded a cane with the other. A slew of raindrops speckled the shoulders of his raincoat and silvery gray hair. “Mr. Mulroney?” Nell asked on a gasp. Matthew Mulroney was as sweet as the day was long, but he was also ancient. He’d run the Majestic B&B with his late wife Eugenia for years before she passed. He still operated it on his own, in deference to her memory, but had cut way back on accepting reservations and was advertising for extra help. “He must be pushing eighty,” Charlotte said. “But isn’t that adorable?” She winced, and Misty knew that she’d caught her red-handed at something. “What did you do?” She advanced on her sister. “Does this have anything to do with that photo you took yesterday?” Charlotte took a giant step backward. “I’m thinking…yes?” “Nell raised a hand. “Let’s consider the positives—” “Positives?” Misty asked aghast. “Like what?” Charlotte tugged on the power crystal that she claimed kept her focused and…