I have been waiting for Owen Shaughnessy’s story and it was worth the wait! This tender, tissue box worthy story proves why Samantha Chase’s stories are Hallmark worthy!

Owen’s story is full of hope, soul searching and brings sexy to Astronomy and anyone who works with the stars, science and those who are just wired differently.

Brooke Matthews paints the night sky and when she has the opportunity to learn from Owen Shaughnessy, her life will change forever. There is nothing that can prepare her for Owen. The ability to understand the stars and delve deeper will drive them both towards something great. Brooke’s paintings will never be the same again, but can she open up her soul to Owen?

For devoted readers there is plenty to rejoice within these pages. Raw, real, and rich with Shaughnessy updates that we yearn for each and every time make this series a must read. Discover what can happen when you put your faith in the stars and your heart from a master storyteller.

A heartwarming and tender story of a man who’s so brilliant but unable to believe that someone could want him they way they desire his brothers. Discover what happens when one woman dares to defy the odds and change his life forever. Yes, it’s feel good romance with the perfect amount of spice.

A two peppers spicy latte hot 2 Jalepenosdelight with the perfect amount of sizzle to make you tingle. Oh, and yes, it’s for mature readers 18+. I received this ARC from the publisher for a fair and honest review.

While this is part of a series, it can be read as a standalone. In fact, you can dive in at any point and enjoy the beauty of The The Shaughnessy’s. This family will embrace you and sweep you up into their home, lives and hearts forever.

Be sure to stop by the blog on Friday as the Shaughnessy’s join me in the cafe for Coffee!


“Brooke’s specialty is painting the night sky.”
For a moment, Owen wasn’t sure how to respond.
Brooke blushed and then looked at Owen to explain. “I know most people would say the night sky is simply dark—or black—with some stars, but I don’t see it that way. I see the way the stars reflect off one another and how it causes different hues in the sky.” She gave a small shrug. “Most of the time my work is a little more…well, it’s not abstract, but it’s more whimsical than a true portrait.”
“Don’t just tell him about it,” Howard suggested, “you have your portfolio with you. Why don’t you show him?”
“Oh!” Brooke turned and took the leather case from her shoulder and laid it on the desk in front of her.
Owen watched in fascination as she worked—noting her slender arms and the music that came from her wrists as her bracelets gently clattered together. Her long hair fell over one shoulder, and it was almost impossible to take his eyes from her.
“I hope we’re not keeping you, Owen,” Howard said, stepping closer. “I probably should have asked you earlier about your schedule before we both sort of bombarded you like this.”
He shook his head. “I…I don’t have anything else scheduled for this afternoon. I had planned on heading back to the hotel and doing some reading before dinner. I’ll talk with Riley later.” They’d known each other for so long that Owen didn’t need to specify anything regarding his family—Howard knew all about them.
“How’s he doing? Is he back in the studio yet?”
“Not yet. He didn’t want to do another solo project but getting the band back together isn’t going as smoothly as he’d hoped.”
Hands in his pockets, Howard nodded. “That’s too bad. Still…I’m sure the time off is enjoyable. How is Savannah doing?”
Owen smiled at the mention of his sister-in-law. “She’s doing well. She found an agent and she’s submitting proposals for a book she’s been working on.”
“Wonderful! Is it based on her work interviewing rock stars?”
Beside them, Brooke straightened and gasped.
“Are you okay, my dear?” Howard asked.
But Brooke was looking directly at Owen. “You’re Riley Shaughnessy’s brother,” she said. It wasn’t a question, but a simple statement of fact.
A weary sigh was Owen’s immediate response. This was how it normally went—not that it happened very often. At least not to him. But he heard from his other brothers what usually occurred when a woman found out they were related to Riley. And it wasn’t as if Owen knew Brooke or was involved with her, but he braced himself for the disappointment of knowing that from this point on, she was probably only going to want to talk about his famous brother.
And for the first time in a long time—possibly since high school—he resented his twin.
Might as well get it over with…
Clearing his throat, Owen nodded. “Um…yes. Riley’s my brother.”
Brooke nodded, her smile just as sweet as it had been since she walked into the lecture hall. “How fascinating! I mean I think it is, anyway, to see such diversity in a family.”
And here it comes, he thought…
“You’re both so talented but in such different occupations. Your parents must be incredibly proud of you both!” Then she turned and straightened her pictures.
Wait…that was it? She wasn’t going to obsess or go on and on about how talented Riley was or how much she loved his latest song?
“So let me ask you,” she began as she faced him and Owen braced himself again. Now she was going to do it. Now she was going to gush. “What colors do you see when you look up at the night sky? Do you just see black or do you see different shades of blue?”
He stared at Brooke.
And his jaw was quite possibly on the floor.
“Owen?” Howard asked, stepping forward. “Are you all right?”
He shook his head as if to clear it and then focused on Brooke and said the first thing that came to mind. “Why aren’t you talking about Riley?”
She looked at him as if he were a little bit crazy and then turned to her uncle before looking at Owen again, shrugging. “I’m sorry. Did you want to talk about him? I thought I was going to show you some examples of my paintings.”
He blinked—still unable to believe what he was hearing. Glancing over at Howard, he saw the older man smirking as if he knew exactly what was going on in Owen’s mind. People always wanted to talk about Riley. He was big news. People liked celebrities and he was far more interesting than most. Certainly more interesting than Owen.
“Oh…um. Yes. Yes. You were going to show me your painting,” he said nervously and stepped forward to take a look.
And was rendered speechless.


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New York Times and USA Today Bestseller/contemporary romance writer Samantha Chase released her debut novel, Jordan’s Return, in November 2011. Although she waited until she was in her 40’s to publish for the first time, writing has been a lifelong passion. Her motivation to take that step was her students: teaching creative writing to elementary age students all the way up through high school and encouraging those students to follow their writing dreams gave Samantha the confidence to take that step as well.

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