Thursday, March 27, 2014

Get I Have a Secret .99 THIS WEEKEND ONLY!

March 29-30, you can get I Have a Secret (Sloane Monroe Series #3) for .99!!!
After the sale, the price will go up $4.99, but this weekend only, you can save $4.00.
4.4 stars out of 5 on 138 Amazon Reviews
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I Have a Secret Product Description
No one knows the value of keeping a secret more than former high school prom king Doug Ward. But after washing the past twenty years down with a smooth glass of whisky, Doug’s steely resolve has started to crack. And he doesn’t want to keep quiet—not anymore.

For Private Investigator Sloane Monroe, her high school reunion cruise has been nothing more than a mundane reminder of why she hasn’t returned to her hometown after all these years. Not much has changed, until Doug Ward goes missing. When dried blood is found on the deck where Doug was last seen, Sloane finesses her way into the surveillance room. There, on a small screen in black and white, she sees an image she’ll never forget: Doug being stabbed repeatedly, then heaved over the railing of the cruise ship, his body plunging into the icy depths below.

The reunion cruise ends, but before Sloane can book a plane ride to her past, another former classmate is murdered. In a town where it seems everyone is harboring a secret, how many more will die before Sloane uncovers the biggest secret of all?

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Join My Street Team/Fan Club -- ROUND TWO!!!


Thank you for your interest in joining Team Bradshaw, my street team/fan club for avid fans of my books. We are now open for new members, but will only take the FIRST 5-10 who sign up for this round. In other better sign up posthaste!
The Team Bradshaw Street Team is basically a fan club where I offer some really sweet perks to my biggest fans in exchange for their help in spreading the word about my books. The team is made up of readers who have read and enjoyed my books and enjoy spreading the word about my books to friends, family, online, and basically anywhere and everywhere you like. :)
Sound like something you'd be interested in? Great! Now let's get back to those perks...
For starters, just for joining Team Bradshaw, you'll receive a welcome kit in the mail. By mail, I mean, the snail kind, the one that involves the postman stopping by your house. The kit will include signed bookmarks for you to pass around to anyone you like. 
You will also receive a little author swag for you to keep as well to show my appreciation for becoming part of my team.
And that's not all...!
Exclusive for street team members only, you'll be invited to join a private Facebook team page (for team members ONLY). On the Team Bradshaw Facebook Page you can interact with me personally, ask questions, and be the first to find out about upcoming projects.
And that's not all...!
Several times a year I'll randomly select one team member from the group to receive signed copies of my paperback books or other fun author swag.
And that's not all...!
When new books are released, Team Bradshaw street team members will get the chance to read them FIRST, many times even for free.
And that's not all...!
As a member of Team Bradshaw you'll want to check your mail throughout the year because you never know when you'll receive a little something extra just for being a member of the team and spreading the word about my books. Last year team members received books, swag, Christmas presents, etc. I really like giving back and interacting with my team!
For this second round of sign-ups, I'm accepting the first five to ten fans who complete the three following tasks:
1. Read a digital copy of my most recent novel, Bed of Bones, and leave a review. (You can go ahead and sign up now to get a spot on my street team, but just make sure you've reviewed it within the next week). My assistant will check and add you to the team once this is verified, or you can let us know--that's even faster!
You can purchase it at any of these locations:
2. Leave at least one review for any of my other novels that you have read.
(If you have already done this one in the past, just let my assistant know when you sign up which book you reviewed and where).
3. Follow me on any social media you currently use (Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, etc.). If you don't use some of these, no worries. However, at a minimum, Facebook is necessary for you to get important/exclusive team updates and so you can be a part of my "secret" Street Team group.
You can find me here:

Once you've completed the three tasks above EMAIL ME.
In the subject line write: JOIN TEAM BRADSHAW
In the body of your email, let my assistant, Lily, know what you have done to complete the tasks. Also include your full name and home address for our mailing list and your email address so we can invite you to join our secret team Facebook page.
Once we have filled the slots, I'll mention we are closed for new members at the top of this post, so if you don't see that yet, go ahead and sign up. And if you didn't make it into the street team this month, we'll have sign-ups again in about four months.
Once we've received your email, you'll receive a reply so you know we received it.

Monday, March 17, 2014

It's Official! I'm a New York Times Bestselling Author!

Last week I learned that the boxed set I'm involved in, Deadly Dozen, made the New York Times bestseller list. It's an amazing achievement, one I feel humble to have made so early on in my writing career. In addition, the set has made the USA Today bestsellers list for the last two weeks in a row, and it looks like we'll make it again this week for a third time. If so, it will mark the fourth time I've made the list in the last year. My debut on the USA Today bestseller list was with my own boxed set, Sloane Monroe Series, which made the list in August 2013.

I'm especially grateful to the other eleven authors in our group who made up The Twelve, and who joined together to make this possible. Together we are a force, the kind of group any author would be proud to be a part of, and I look forward to what the future brings.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Get the Deadly Dozen Boxed Set .99 Limited Time!

I'm thrilled to announce that I was asked to be a member of the Deadly Dozen, a fantastic group of USA Today and New York Times bestselling authors. And...for a very limited time, we've boxed up twelve of our best selling novels for a mere .99!

A $46.65 Value (if purchased separately) - Reg. Retail: $9.99

10 full-length novels + 2 long novellas

Over 680 5-star reviews across all 12 titles!

 1 - DON'T KNOW JACK (The Hunt For Reacher Series) - Diane Capri

 2 - CRY WOLF (A Laura Cardinal Novella) - J Carson Black

 3 - NIGHT WIDOW (The Night Series) - Carol Davis Luce

 4 - GUARANTEED JUSTICE (The Justice Series) - M A Comley

 5 - STRANGER IN TOWN - Cheryl Bradshaw

 6 - BREAKING STEELE (A Sarah Steele Thriller) - Aaron Patterson & Ellie Ann

 7 - MOONLIGHT SONATA (A Dick Moonlight Thriller) - Vincent Zandri

 8 - TERMINUS - Joshua Graham


10 - DEAD CELEB (The Dead Celeb Series) - Michele Scott

11 - FINAL VECTOR - Allan Leverone

12 - THE GIFTS (A Jacody Ives Mystery) - Linda S Prather

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Introducing Hush Now Baby - Sloane Monroe Series #6

The first chapter of my newest, hopefully available early this year, is short, but certainly not sweet. In this story, we catch up with PI Sloane Monroe after she's had a six month hiatus from taking new cases. The story is set in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

And now I present Chapter One of Hush Now Baby...


Serena Westwood peeled back the quilt atop her four-poster bed and climbed in, reeling the covers over her shivering body until she’d cocooned herself inside. It was early September, and already the frigid fall air crept through the valley, misting it like a damp sheet struggling in the wind.
After a long, noise-filled day, all was still. There was a time when Serena loved the quiet, basked in the gentle, serene calm, but not now. Now she had more than herself to consider. At thirty-nine years old, Serena had almost convinced herself the role of “mother” was meant for everyone but her. She’d spent many restless nights in the same bed she rested in now, trying to accept the reality that she, and her husband, Jack, would remain childless forever. And yet, here she was, the proud new mother of a sweet baby boy.
Before Finn was born, Jack and Serena had run the gamut, trying everything from artificial insemination to in-vitro fertilization. Nothing took. Her womb, desolate and barren, had rejected it all. When conceiving a baby themselves was out of the question, they turned to surrogacy. Three potential candidates were interviewed. All were rejected. Another round of women were selected. None seemed like the right fit.  
On the way home from the market one wintery afternoon, an SUV struck a patch of ice on the road. The vehicle careened into the oncoming lane, sideswiping Serena’s Subaru in the process. While waiting for police to arrive, Serena had taken refuge inside the Precious Gift Adoption Agency.
A firm believer in fate, Serena found herself explaining her unsuccessful plight to Teresa, one of the case workers. Teresa was empathetic, her own struggle mirroring much of what Serena herself had endured, but Teresa’s attitude was different. In Teresa’s mind, infertility had led her to the greatest gift of all—adoption—and she prevailed upon Serena to think of adoption the same way.
One week and several conversations later, Jack and Serena filled out the necessary paperwork. And although Teresa cautioned them at the onset, saying the wait time for a newborn baby could be two years or more, a mere three months passed before a birth mother selected Serena and Jack as her adoptive parents. Four months later, Finn made his opening debut.
The faint hum of a stirring baby jolted Serena awake. She peered at the clock on the nightstand. Four a.m. It seemed like only minutes had elapsed since she rested her head on the pillow, and already, it was feeding time again.
“Mommy’s coming, Finn.” Her melodic voice drifted down the hall.
Serena coiled a tattered robe around her body, cinching it in front of her waist. She picked a few bobby pins out of the terry-cloth pocket and twisted her long, blond locks into a bun. She squeezed the lids over her hazel eyes open and shut a few times, forcing herself awake.
The frigid chill of the tiles beneath her feet as she made her way down the hall were a stern reminder to leave her slippers by her bedroom door next time. She entered the kitchen, her mind doing most of the work for her, having memorized her every move. After performing the same routine night after night, intelligent thought was no longer required. The bottles practically made themselves.
Cupping the bottle in her hand, Serena stirred the formula and water together and popped it into the microwave. She watched the hardened plastic revolve around and around on the circular glass tray like a carousel. For a moment, her eyes closed and she found sleep again until Finn’s desperate cries grew louder. She was used to the baby fussing, but he’d never been this agitated before.
“Almost there,” she called. “Mommy’s coming.”
She still wasn’t used to the name.
The microwave dinged. She removed the bottle and dipped her pinkie finger inside, ensuring the formula had heated just right. Perfect. She screwed the lid on and paused. The crying had stopped.
Had he fallen back to sleep?
Tiptoeing to the other side of the house, she snuck up to the crib and peered inside. A wave of panic gripped her. There was no baby.
A low chirp prompted Serena to whip around. She saw nothing at first, but then she fixed her eyes on the wall. A dark shadow in the shape of a person blackened its surface. Her eyes trailed the shadow to its source—the bedroom door.  
“Who’s there?” Her voice trembled.
No response.
Her eyes tore across the lamp-lit room. Armed with nothing but the baby’s bottle, she saw no way to defend herself from the assumed attacker. Her mind raced back to a self-defense class she’d taken years earlier, remembering something the instructor had said about fingers being a person’s most viable weapon. “Jab them in the eyes,” he’d said, lecturing the room full of women on how to handle an intruder. “Fast and hard. Don’t think about it. Just do it.”  
A knot wrenched her gut. “I asked who’s there. Show yourself.” She thought about adding the word “please,” but didn’t want to sound weak.
There was no movement, but a second faint squeak emitted from Finn’s mouth.
“Who are you?” she cried. “Why do you have my baby? Come out. I know you’re there.”
A man spoke, but not to her. “Hush now.” His voice was rugged, and yet soothing enough to quiet the child.
The man remained behind the door, toying with Serena. But why? She shaped her fingers into a stiff V and surged forward. The man stepped out. He had the height of a basketball player and the largest hands she’d ever seen. In one hand he held Finn. In the other, a Sig Sauer .45, aimed right at her.
“Back…up,” he demanded. “Now.”
Staring down the barrel of a gun, Serena shied away, seeing no alternative than to comply with his demand.  
“Why do you have my baby?” she whispered.
He bounced Finn up and down, his eyes never breaking contact with Serena’s terrified face. “My baby.”
“What do you mean your baby?”
A nervous laugh escaped from the man’s lips.
Finn started to cry.
“He’s frightened,” Serena said. “Let me hold him. Please. You’re scaring him!”
She attempted to place the bottle on the nightstand.  
“I was just going to—”
“Your hands,” he grunted. “Keep them where I can see them.”
She wasn’t sure whether to hoist them in the air, palms forward, like she was a hostage in a robbery or to let them fall to the side. He picked up on her uncertainty.
“Just … cross your arms or something.”
In his eyes she detected inner conflict, like he was wrestling with the decision of whether to keep Finn or give him back. Or maybe she had it all wrong. Maybe he was trying to decide whether she lived or died. His hands were steady, not pulsating like hers. Why was he there? What was his motivation? She tried appealing to his sensitive side, if he had one.
“My son’s name is Finn. We adopted him a few weeks ago. He’s our only—”
“Shut your mouth, lady. I don’t care.”
Finn squirmed, growing restless in the man’s hand.
Without stepping forward, Serena reached her hands out in front of her.  
“Don’t … move,” the man said through gritted teeth. 
He crossed in front of Serena, eased Finn back into the crib.
“Thank you.” 
No response.
“We have a safe,” she added. “I’ll show you where it is. Okay?”
With the slowest of movements, she put one foot in front of the other, easing her way toward the door. 
“You think I’m here to rob you?”
“Aren’t you?” she asked, without looking back.
“Lady, if I wanted to rip you off, I would have done it already.”
“If you don’t want money, what do you want?”
Thoughts swirled around in her mind, each more sinister than the one before. She breathed in, but it made no difference. It felt like all the air to the room had been sucked out. Another thought occurred: Is he here to rape me?
She reminisced on how grateful she’d been when her husband switched from days to swing shift at work. The bump in pay allowed them to come up with the adoption money they needed. Now she wished Jack was here.
Serena wrapped her arms around herself and bowed her head, pointing the way to the master bedroom at the other end of the hall. “Just get it over with … and then I want you to leave.”
“I’m sorry about this. Really, I am. Why couldn’t you have stayed asleep?”
“Why couldn’t I…?” But it was too late.
He aimed the gun at the back of Serena’s head and fired.

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Get my NEW boxed set for .99 December 26-27th

December 26 and 27 I will be running my new boxed set, Sloane Monroe series books 4-5 for .99. The set includes my novels Stranger in Town and Bed of Bones, which is my new release. After this, it will return to $4.99.">Sloane Monroe Series Boxed Set (Books 4-5) (Stranger in Town & Bed of Bones)</a><img src="
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