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Like many authors, I write what I love to read. In my case that means fast-paced, steamy tales of suspense with a big dash of humor featuring a strong heroine who has friends. Not just the cardboard type of friends whose only purpose is to act as a sounding board for the heroine, but someone who is a significant part of the heroine’s life.

Beth Martinez, the heroine in A Dry Creek Bed, and Claire Layton have been best friends since were in the same Girl Scout troop in second grade. Where Beth is tall, cautious and hiding some deep family hurts, Claire is petite, impulsive and spends her time shocking her crazy family. While they may be different in many ways, they are alike in what matters – their devotion to each other.

And with Claire’s oldest brother on the market again after a nasty divorce, she can’t imagine anyone better to date him than her best friend, Beth. However, Beth has a secret she won’t share with anyone – even her best friend – that is keeping her from going after Hank, the man she’s quietly loved for years.


Claire pivoted, the look on her face was the same as the time she talked Beth into climbing the fence around the country club’s pool and going skinny dipping with Mike Hanson and Steve Gerke. “You should date Hank.”


“Hear me out. You have the same sense of humor. You’re both smart. You’ve had a crush on him for forever.” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t give me that look. Of course I know. And, you two could get married so we’d be sisters!”

Stall, Beth. Stall. “Why is it people who are in a relationship suddenly want everyone to join them?”

ADCB BC“Don’t try to change the subject.”

Chalk one up to the best friend bullshit detector. “I don’t want to date Hank.”

“Why not? Give me one good reason.”

“You know why not.”

“Are you talking about what happened between you two in college? Really? Ancient history. Come up with a better reason or I’m breaking out my matchmaking skills.”

Beth gulped, her brain fizzling under the pressure. She wouldn’t risk losing Claire and the whole Layton clan, who’d practically adopted her, if a roll in the hay with Hank turned into heartbreak and ugliness. And if it did work out, she’d be forcing him to give up having kids. She wouldn’t accept either option.

She latched on to the only part of the truth she could say out loud. “He’s your brother.”


“If things went wrong, and you know it would end bad, it could make things awkward between us.”

Claire snaked an arm around Beth’s much higher waist and gave her a quick hug. “Oh, Beth. There’s not a damn thing in this world that could submarine us.”


And it’s true. Everyone should have a friendship like the one between Claire and Beth.



Synopsis: “I do believe I can arrest you for looking at someone like that. You’ve got to be breaking some indecency laws.”

Taking a deep breath, she recovered her bearings. Mostly. “You’re out of your jurisdiction, sheriff.”

Dry Creek County Sheriff Hank Layton is the stuff of dreams. Nasty, steamy, delicious fantasies that leave Beth Martinez weak-kneed and desperately wanting the man she can never have.

Hank can’t stop thinking about Beth to the point where he’s afraid of becoming permanently bowlegged. And even though the sexual tension between them is thick enough to trip over, she runs every time he chases.

But when a mysterious developer forces her neighbors off their land, Beth becomes the one person standing between the scoundrel and millions of dollars. Only Hank can help her uncover the truth. Together they risk their lives exposing decades-old secrets and learn that everything is not as it seems in their rural Nebraska town.



AF PictureAbout The Author:

Avery Flynn, the author of UP A DRY CREEK and A Dry Creek Bed, books one and two in the Dry Creek series set in Nebraska, grew up in a small town in the western part of that state, a far cry from her present day home just outside of Washington, D.C. It was no accident that she went back to her roots for the small town setting for her romantic suspense.

“When I graduated high school,” she says, “I couldn’t cross the state line fast enough.  The older I got and the farther I moved away, the more I realized what a wonderful place Nebraska had been to live.  I swore I’d set a novel there as a way to give people a look into the amazing folks that live in my home state.”

The name Avery Flynn is a pseudonym for the author who, at least for now, prefers to remain behind the scenes.  She believes having Avery as her alter ego is a very good thing because, as she says, “Pen name Avery is way cooler than me. Her favorite color is hot pink. She drinks single malt scotch on the rocks. She loves the Argentinean tango and stays at Iceland’s Ice Hotel.”

Author Avery has been writing since she was a child and her father gave her a baby blue Brother typewriter. She couldn’t read but nonetheless wrote numerous stories about her stuffed animals in gibberish. She hasn’t stopped since, though she maintains that her spelling has gotten much better and she now prefers to write in English.

Today she’s enjoying her own happily ever after with her dashing husband, three crazy kids and two arthritic dogs.  She dreams of one day having a floor-to-ceiling library à la Beauty and the Beast and is working to perfect the coffee IV drip.



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