A contemporary novel with a strong suspense element from Oscar-nominated actress Meg Tilly set on a peaceful island village in the Pacific Northwest. Dumped on the eve of her wedding and looking for a quiet place to lick her emotional wounds, Maggie Harris joins her sister on Solace Island, where she hopes to recover from the stunning betrayal. At first, Maggie resists Eve's impassioned argument about relocating permanently so the sisters can open their own local bakery. What she definitely doesn't need on her road to recovery are Eve's efforts to fix her up with their mysterious and alluring neighbor, Luke Benson--even if he is incredibly handsome and desirable. Just as Maggie starts to get comfortable in her new surroundings, a car tries to run her down in the middle of the street. If it weren't for Luke's extremely quick reflexes, Maggie could have been killed, leading her to wonder just who exactly Luke Benson really is... Luke thought he'd left the violence of the high risk security world behind. But he can't stand by while Maggie's life is threatened. Luke will do anything to keep her safe--even moving Maggie and her sister into his house with its state-of-the-art security features. But with the secrets between them and an unknown threat stalking her heels, Luke will have to think fast to prove to Maggie that she can trust him with her life--and with her heart. Praise for Solace Island “A high-energy page-turner that delivers a feisty heroine, a sexy hero, a lot of warm-hearted romantic-comedy and some very chilling suspense—all done with a fresh, modern edge.”—Jayne Ann Krentz, New York Times bestselling author “ Solace Island sparkles with the winning combination of mystery and romance sprinkled with humor and a very sexy hero. What’s not to love?”—Mariah Stewart, New York Times bestselling author “Fast-paced and fun, great reading entertainment.”—Kat Martin, New York Times bestselling author “A complex and involving tale...an enjoyable supporting cast and perfectly portrayed relationship between sisters round out Tillly's successful and welcome venture into romance.”— Booklist “With steady pacing and engaging storytelling, Flynn effortlessly blends mystery and romance in a contemporary style that makes this story stand out. This sexy, heartfelt romance is sure to delight readers everywhere.”— RT Book Reviews “[A] fetching debut...(a) satisfying romance in a cozy town setting.”— Library Journal (starred review) Meg Tilly  may be best known for her acclaimed Golden Globe-winning performance in the movie  Agnes of God . After publishing six standout young adult and literary women's fiction novels, the award-winning author/actress decided to write the kind of books she loves to read: romance novels. She is the author of Solace Island , Cliff's Edge , and Hidden Cove . Tilly has three grown children and resides with her husband in the Pacific Northwest. ***This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof*** Copyright © 2018 Meg Tilly   One Maggie Harris had her cell phone jammed against her right ear, a finger stuffed in her left, but still, Brett’s voice was an indistinct murmur. “Sorry, honey. Could you please speak a little louder? It’s kind of noisy in here.” That was an understatement. The club was packed with writhing, sweaty bodies undulating to the pounding pulse of the music, not to mention the shrieking laughter of her eight bridesmaids and assorted female family members and friends. Maggie felt a tug on her arm. It was Carol Endercott from the office, who had been knocking back shooters since they had arrived an hour ago. Maggie didn’t know her well, but the woman’s husband had walked out on her and their kid after ten years of wedded bliss. Probably not the best person to invite to one’s bachelorette party; however, Carol had overheard Maggie and Sarah making plans and Maggie hadn’t had the heart not to include her. “Magsters,” Carol slurred, leaning close, stumbling slightly. “Come on, girl, off za phone. It’s pardy time!” She wore a big, sloppy smile, her mascara was smeared, and wisps of frizzy blond hair clung to her perspiring face. “Let’s have fuuun!” she bellowed like an elephant in heat. Maggie held up a finger. One moment, Carol, she mouthed. It’s Brett. “Ooooh,” Carol said, throwing up her hands and tiptoeing backward, eyes wide, like a cartoon character removing herself from a bomb site. “The luuuvebirds. I bettah give you some privacy, seeing as how yer talkin’ to za fabulous Mr. Nolan!” “Yes, well . . .” Maggie smiled at Carol. “Thanks. I think I’ll just . . .”  She tipped her head toward the bathrooms and started moving past Carol. “Good idea!” Carol said, giving Maggie a crazy-hard nudge in the ribs and an attempt at a wink. “I’ll tell the gang you’re in za potski having phone sex, so they won’t barge in at an inopportune moment,” she bleated, and lurched off. “Jeez,” Maggie said, watching her leave. “I am very grateful not to have a drinki