Description: Aspen Crossroads by Janine Rosche To protect those most vulnerable, Haven Haviland must trust her heart--and her regrets--to a mysterious newcomer in this moving contemporary romance.To protect those most vulnerable, Haven Haviland must trust her heart--and her regrets--to a mysterious newcomer in this moving contemporary romance.Few in the community of Whisper Canyon have actually met Jace Daring, a handsome recluse who lives at Aspen Crossroads, the farm at the edge of town. But that doesnt stop the rumors about the multiple women who live with him. He must protect the truth--that his farm-to-table restaurant will provide new livelihoods for women rescued from human trafficking--or he risks the safety and futures of those relying on him. But he cant do it alone.Haven Haviland has always been everyones safe place to fall until one mistake closes her counseling practice and leaves her open to the towns gossip. Trusting men has gotten her in trouble before. However, accepting Jaces job offer to mentor the rescued women seems like the perfect way to right her wrongs.When the mayors campaign to clean up Whisper Canyon targets Aspen Crossroads, the restaurant comes under fire, dangers from the womens pasts are awakened, and Havens sins are exposed for all to see. Jace would sacrifice himself to save Haven and the women under his care, but his efforts might not be enough. And in the end, it might not be the women most in need of saving after all. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Author Biography Prone to wander, Janine Rosche finds as much comfort on the open road as she does at home. This longing to chase adventure, behold splendor, and experience redemption is woven into her Madison River Romance and Whisper Canyon Romance series. When she isnt writing or traveling, she teaches family life education courses to college students, takes too many pictures of her sleeping dogs, and embarrasses her four children and husband with boy band serenades. Review "Rosche crafts hopeful stories that will warm your heart!"--Denise Hunter "…Rosche handles sensitive subjects with care. This moving tale of healing, hope, and acceptance is sure to resonate with fans of inspirational romance."--Publishers WeeklyAdditional praise for Janine Rosche and the Madison River Romance series "Janine Rosches writing hits all the right notes about family, fidelity, and faith."--Jo Goodman, USA Today bestselling author of A Touch of Forever "A tender second-chance story that takes the reader on a journey of self-discovery. Up-and-coming author Janine Rosche deftly uses a dash of humor to balance out weightier issues...Romance readers are sure to fall in love with this adventurous heroine and swoonworthy hero!"--Denise Hunter, bestselling author of the Bluebell Inn series"A heartwarming novel that embraces all the wondrous elements of romance: love to last a lifetime, family values, loyalty, forgiveness, and second chances. Janine Rosche has crafted an amazing book that will remain in your memory long after you turn the last page."--Catherine Anderson, New York Times bestselling author of Huckleberry Lake"A tender look at how the wounds of the past impact the present. It delves into spiritual aspects of forgiveness, second chances, and refocusing our priorities on a God-centered view instead of a fear-centered view. The dialogue is fun, the growth is sweet, and the hero...well, hes just absolutely wonderful."--Pepper Basham, author of the Mitchells Crossroads series and My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge"This book is perfect for readers who love romances filled with heart and characters you cant quit rooting for."-- Cara Putman, award-winning, best-selling author of Delayed Justice and Shadowed by Grace Review Quote "Janine Rosches writing hits all the right notes about family, fidelity, and faith."--Jo Goodman, USA Today bestselling author of A Touch of Forever Additional praise for Janine Rosche and the Madison River Romance series "A tender second-chance story that takes the reader on a journey of self-discovery. Up-and-coming author Janine Rosche deftly uses a dash of humor to balance out weightier issues...Romance readers are sure to fall in love with this adventurous heroine and swoonworthy hero!"--Denise Hunter, bestselling author of the Bluebell Inn series "A heartwarming novel that embraces all the wondrous elements of romance: love to last a lifetime, family values, loyalty, forgiveness, and second chances. Janine Rosche has crafted an amazing book that will remain in your memory long after you turn the last page."--Catherine Anderson, New York Times bestselling author of Huckleberry Lake "A tender look at how the wounds of the past impact the present. It delves into spiritual aspects of forgiveness, second chances, and refocusing our priorities on a God-centered view instead of a fear-centered view. The dialogue is fun, the growth is sweet, and the hero...well, hes just absolutely wonderful."--Pepper Basham, author of the Mitchells Crossroads series and My Heart Belongs in the Blue Ridge "This book is perfect for readers who love romances filled with heart and characters you cant quit rooting for."-- Cara Putman, award-winning, best-selling author of Delayed Justice and Shadowed by Grace Excerpt from Book Chapter One As Haven slipped through the farmers market crowd, the side-eyed glances scrawled decades-old Haviland family gossip across her skin. She shouldve grown used to it, but these days it felt far more personal. And after all shed done to help them. Or tried to help them, anyway. That was over now, though, thanks to her foolishness. "Just like her mother," Mrs. Vermillion whispered loud enough to reach Havens ears. "All those Haviland kids are, in one way or another." Sandy Hugh, her mothers onetime best friend, tsked and shook her head. "Their poor father." Haven fidgeted with the neckline of her blouse. Despite the heat, she tugged it up to her clavicle. "Dont mind them, Haven. They only think they know our family." Her sister Rarity adjusted the scarf tying up her ebony tresses. With her capris and halter top, todays look made her appear as an extra on a sixties teen beach movie. Rarity handed each woman a three-by-five flyer advertising her vintage dress shop. "Ladies, bring this card into Fringe and Lace for thirty percent off your purchases." Unlike Haven, Rarity welcomed the attention-good and bad-and was determined to make a living off it. Rarity linked her arm through their brothers. "Daniel doesnt let the whispers bother him, do you, bro?" "What was that?" Daniel kept his eyes laser-focused on a petite blonde selling honey from a tent directly beneath the grossly outdated Welcome to Whisper Canyon: Arrive a Stranger, Stay a Friend sign. Havens stomach clenched. Leave it to her twin brother to find the one girl on Main Street he hadnt already dated. On second thought, dated wasnt the right word. At least Haven wouldnt be seeing this one on her office couch in a few weeks. Maybe if shed heeded the term conflict of interest before, she couldve saved herself a whole lot of heartache. Haven blew out a breath and gathered her chocolate-brown hair in front of her right shoulder. Colorado shouldnt be this hot in early August, especially not in the mountains. Rarity combed the loose strands with a gentle touch. "Everyones just curious why their favorite counselor closed her practice. Youve been the confidante for everyone in town as long as I can remember." "Haven, you know what you need?" Daniels voice was as smooth as his perfectly coiffed waves of hair. Her brother was too good-looking for his own good. "A date. One nice forget-your-troubles good time with a guy youll never lay eyes on again." Haven allowed herself two blinks before she opened her mouth, making sure her judgment didnt stretch across her face. "A man is the last thing I need right now." "And your advice stinks worse than your cologne." Rarity turned her focus back to Haven. "You can talk to me, you know. Whatever youre carrying, you dont have to do it alone." Just as she had her entire twenty-seven years, Haven molded her lips into a pleasant smile. Her family had been through the wringer. They certainly didnt need to fret over her. "Im fine. Really." "If you say so. I think Ill find some flowers for Moms grave. Anyone want to join me?" Nearby, two dogs barked a greeting to each other as their owners mingled over soy candles-a welcome distraction as Raritys question hung awkwardly among the three of them. Daniel looked over his shoulder toward the blonde. "I think Ill go sample the local honey." Was there any point in trying to dissuade him these days? "Be careful, Daniel." Her brother neared and kissed Havens cheek. "You know me." Then he was gone. "What about you, Haven?" Rarity asked. A welcome breeze dipped into the canyon, cooling Havens face. She and Daniel had taken after their mother in appearance. Their skin bronzed quickly in the sun. Still, at this altitude, Haven shouldnt risk it. "I need some of that sunscreen Delaney sells. Im sure whatever you pick out will look great. Ill go with you to the cemetery, okay?" Haven put steps between them quickly, lest she give in. Those women were right. Nina Haviland had passed more down to Haven than just her skin tone, and Haven didnt feel much like memorializing her mother for it. Half the town seemed to fill Main Street, just like every Saturday morning in summertime. And as always, the crowd split in two. On the east side of the street, where the high-end boutiques sold the finest apparel, jewelry, and handbags, the weekenders meandered with their fat wallets and designer sunglasses. On the west side, local artists hawked their paintings and goods while a group of young folks-probably drifters-sat on the pavement in front of a man who wore his blond hair in locs and picked a folk tune on his guitar. Haven walked straight down the center line, keeping her chin steady despite the stares from both sides. She stopped at Delaneys skin care booth to peruse the product-filled tables. Reality burned brighter than the Rocky Mountain sun when Haven spied the sticker on the sunscreen. The bottle was smaller, and the price was higher. Too high for someone three months unemployed. Something brushed Havens hip. On her right, a tall man peered down at her. And while his smile was friendly, his eyes seemed to be canvassing her figure. Again, his hand swept against her side, not accidentally. As gooseflesh rippled over Havens arms, a woman on his right turned. When she noticed the person on whom her husbands unflinching gaze was focused, she dropped the lotion shed been holding. Haven swallowed hard, ignoring the heat in her cheeks. "Mrs. Singleton, how are you?" Ramona Singleton brushed her bangs to the side as the man excused himself. "Hello, Haven. Pardon my husband. Hes not himself today. Its the heat, I think." "Perfectly understandable. Its getting to a lot of people, it seems." Haven gripped the strap of her purse tightly as she pondered what to say next. "Ive been hoping-" "I meant to call-" Haven and Ramona exchanged awkward grins. "Go ahead," Ramona said. "Ive been hoping to hear back from you about the job at the preschool." "Yes, about that . . . I have someone else in mind for the position. Im sorry." "Oh." Haven breathed in deep. "Youve already filled it?" "Not quite." Ramona backed out from under the tent. Her gaze darted nervously about the crowd. Haven followed. "Is it my lack of teaching experience? My salary expectations? Im willing to work hourly-" "Its not that." Ramona sighed. "Some parents heard you were interviewing and . . ." Haven nodded for her to continue. "The mothers were nervous about you teaching their children. Theyve heard rumors. No one wants their husbands, well, you know . . . I cant say I blame them. Im sorry." Ramona patted Havens shoulder. "Some risks simply arent worth taking." She was a risk? And one not worth taking? Before Ramona could see the tears forming in her eyes, she slinked past her until a teenager stepped in her path. "You look like a gal who loves adventure." The boy shoved a paper in Havens hand. Pictures of crystals, stalactites, and stalagmites surrounded the words Whisper Canyon Caverns and Cave Tours. He must be a college kid working with Bo Radford for the summer. Whisper Canyon was ideal for that sort of thing, with its hot springs, outdoor sports, and adventures. "Youve pegged me wrong." "You cant know a town until you know whats beneath the surface. Weve got hour-long tours and half-day excursions." This guy was selling it well. Bo would be happy. "No, thank you." When Haven moved aside, the boy followed with promises of experienced guides and the highest safety precautions. "Im not interested." Haven thrust the advertisement into his chest and then ducked into a fully curtained booth. The smell of pine replaced the kettle corn from outside, and an artificial light cast a glow across the space. Two men negotiated prices in the corner, but Havens focus went to the chirping little fluffballs hopping around a baby pool lined with wood shavings. Five of the chicks gathered on the far side, leaving one all alone nearest to Haven. She kneeled to get a closer look. "Hello there. Arent you sweet?" The chick peeped. A glance over her shoulder assured the men werent paying her any mind, so Haven scooped up the solitary little chick, sheltering it between her hands and stroking its baby-fine feathers. "You are darling." The chick kicked her feet, but something was off. On one foot, the toes stretched wide, forming a star shape, but on the other, the toes curled in on themselves. "Oh, sweetheart, is that why youre over here all by your lonesome? Have they cast you out? Poor thing. I think youre perfect. In fact, you are so perfect that I dub you Audrey." "Excuse me, miss. I have a question for you. Are you planning to buy that Ameraucana?" Instinctively, Haven drew the chick close, holding her against her chest. The other chicks now peeked out of a cardboard box, their heads bopping about in time with their chirps. Beyond the box, a pair of legs donning work boots and jeans rose vertically until the light over the baby pool washed out the rest. "Because if you arent, Id like to." The voice was masculine enough to stir up a few flutters in her belly. Then the owner of the voice bent down into a crouch. The light caught the striking lines of his face. A strong jaw and straight nose played against the tuft of sandy hair peeking out from his backward baseball cap, creating a playful combo of boyish and manly. He wasnt from around here. Haven would remember him. "I . . ." Haven started, peering down at the chick in her hands. "I hadnt thought about it." She had Details ISBN0593335759 Author Janine Rosche Series A Whisper Canyon Romance Language English Year 2021 ISBN-10 0593335759 ISBN-13 9780593335758 Series Number 1 Format Paperback Country of Publication United States Place of Publication New York Publication Date 2021-08-24 US Release Date 2021-08-24 UK Release Date 2021-08-24 Illustrator Gladys Jose Birth 1927 Affiliation Clark University Position journalist Qualifications J.D. Publisher Penguin Putnam Inc Imprint Berkley Publishing Corporation,U.S. DEWEY 813.6 Audience General NZ Release Date 2021-11-29 AU Release Date 2021-11-29 Pages 352 We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. 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Book Title: Aspen Crossroads
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Publisher: Random House USA Inc
Publication Year: 2021
Author: Janine Rosche
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Number of Pages: 320 Pages
