Sunday, January 18, 2015

The Proud and the Prejudiced



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The Proud and the Prejudiced
Author: Colette Saucier
Genre: Mainstream Romance 

Buy: Colette Saucier


Blurb:
Alice McGillicutty, headwriter for soap opera All My Tomorrows, has had enough drama. Her mother passed away, her relationship ended in disaster, and poor ratings are catapulting the long-running soap toward cancellation. For comfort and inspiration, she reads an old melodramatic paperback she found among her mother’s belongings.


When scandal rips Hollywood bad-boy Peter Walsingham off the tabloids and into her studio, Alice doubts the small screen is big enough for his ego – or his entourage. Will Peter’s arrogance compel Alice to write him out of her script, or can she find a role for him in All My Tomorrows?

 
Enchanting Excerpt:
 “Come in,” Alice said without lifting her eyes from her book.


“Mrs. McGillicutty, we need to talk about –”


At the sound of Peter’s voice Alice raised her head, and he broke off. She scowled. “Mrs.?”


He froze in the doorway. “It’s you,”


“Not if you are looking for Mrs. McGillicutty. Why would you presume I am married?”


“I – well…with a name like McGillicutty, I assumed…”


“You assume every female McGillicutty emerges from the womb married?”


The shock from recognition fell away as his face relaxed. “No, of course not. I apologize if I offended you, Miss McGillicutty.”


She pointed at a chair with her pen. “Alice will do. You have something to discuss?”


He closed the door and took the offered seat. She was too pissed off at him to be star-struck, and she had prepared for this conversation.


“I saw you on the set,” he said. “I assumed you were an actress on the show.”


“You assume quite a lot, Mr. Walsingham.”


“Peter. You can call me Peter.”


“What an honor. Now, why are you here?”


“Yes. About my character. Tristram.”


“Tristan.”


“Tristan. Right. I don’t want that role.”


“Oh? And why might that be?”


“He was lost at sea and declared dead. The premise is ridiculous.”


“No, it isn’t; it happens all the time.”


“Like when?”


“Well, there’s My Favorite Wife; Move Over, Darling; Gilligan.”


“That’s fiction. I mean it’s not realistic. Besides, Move Over, Darling is a remake of My Favorite Wife.”


Although amused at his knowledge of old romance movies, she would not let it divert her. “Realistic? So you really are a war veteran slash forensic pathologist who will not rest until he avenges the murder of his wife? No wonder you embodied your role on COD.”


He smiled at her. Oh, dear Lord, he’s smiling at me. “I take your point.”



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Saturday, January 17, 2015

Taming My Welsh Dragon




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Taming My Welsh Dragon
Author: Berengaria Brown
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Allromanceebooks



Blurb:
Anwen Llewelyn works for a Temporary Office Replacement Agency as she is the designated driver for her elderly neighbor, John.

Gareth Caldwell is one of the partners at her new job and he’s immediately attracted to her slender, dark good looks, but can’t understand why, when she is so obviously an incompetent worker.

Anwen doesn’t know why she is attracted to a man with a bad temper.



Enchanting Excerpt:
“Yes, Miss Forbes. No Miss Forbes. Whatever you say, Miss Forbes,” Anwen Llewelyn chanted to herself as she sorted the paperwork into piles for Urgent, Overdue, and This Should Probably Be Urgent But The Pile Is Already Too Big.

“I can see why Miss Forbes’s lack of people skills would put anyone off from working here, but the hourly rate is too good to refuse,” she thought as she looked in horror at the height of the Overdue stack.

Anwen pushed the other two piles to one side and began sorting the Overdue stack into This Morning, This Afternoon, and Tomorrow With Luck.

Anwen worked for a Temporary Office Replacement Agency because of her neighbor John. At eighty-five his mind was still as sharp as ever but his eyesight and hearing were no longer good enough for him to drive a car or take public transportation, and she was his designated driver to his numerous medical appointments.

“Besides, I love him. He’s the grandfather I never knew,” she thought as she tackled the top item on the This Morning pile.

By 12.30, when Anwen was due to take her lunch break “This Morning” was reduced to half a dozen items she wasn’t sure how to deal with, and she left a neat file of completed paperwork in Miss Forbes’s previously empty in-tray.

Her afternoon was less productive as she spent time with Miss Forbes asking about the difficult items, but at the end of the day she was pleased with the amount she’d achieved.

Anwen was in the parking lot walking to her car when her cell phone rang.

“Hi, John. How’s your day been?”

She noticed the extremely handsome man, a partner at the company she thought, walk past her to his car. Like him, his car was sleek, shiny and expensive. The man was dressed in a suit that was definitely not off the rack; the car came from a European showroom.

He was tall, muscular, with broad shoulders, and reddish-brown hair. His navy suit matched the dark blue of the car.

Anwen licked her lips as his delicious body climbed into his equally delicious car, then sighed and concentrated on her neighbor’s conversation again.


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Friday, January 16, 2015

Her Highland Destiny




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Sequel to Highland Miracle

Her Highland Destiny

Author: Leanne Burroughs
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: B&N


 

Blurb:
In 1304, amidst Scotland's continuing war for independence, two wounded souls are forced on a journey neither wants, resulting in tragedy and disaster.

Battle-hardened, untrusting, and son of a Scottish Chieftain, Duncan MacThomas wants only to see his country free from English rule. Honor-bound to ensure his clan's financial future, Duncan travels to wed a woman he doesn't want.

Wealthy and pampered, Catherine Gillingham anticipates a marriage to a Duke's son and is dismayed when her king decrees she must wed a Scotsman.
Can these two opposites find love amidst war?


Enchanting Excerpt:
When the priest asked for Catherine’s voice of consent, her eyes slipped sideways to appraise the angry man beside her. His stony silence seemed as eloquent as any bard’s tale. He wanted nothing to do with her.

Her voice cracking, she barely whispered the words that would forever alter the course of her life. "I will."

The man beside her stood rigid as she gave her response. He exhaled loudly and said through clenched teeth, "Aye, I will."

The priest completed the holy message despite the palpable tension, then moved inside the chapel to offer communion and bless the marriage.

Catherine couldn’t believe the priest’s audacity when at ceremony’s end he smiled at Duncan and said, "You may give your bride the kiss of peace."

Duncan eyed the priest as if he’d lost his mind, then turned for the first time to face his lady wife.

Trying to keep his expression unreadable, his gaze traversed the length of her body. Seal this unwanted union with a kiss to show the two families joined together with no ill feelings? He’d not do it. All he’d had to do was tell the priest he protested. The ceremony would have gone no further. He couldn’t do it. His clan needed him. Before he left home he’d decided not to stay with her after the wedding, wanting nothing to do with a woman his father selected. He planned to leave as soon as he took her to his home. He wouldn’t change his mind now.

He stood resolute—and unable to breathe—for he stared at one of the loveliest women he’d ever seen.


Also available: Smashwords


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Saturday, January 10, 2015

Highland Miracle



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Highland Miracle
Author: Leanne Burroughs
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Amazon


Blurb:
While the Scottish War for Independence rages, a young Laird heads to the Scottish-English border to avenge his father’s murder. The time for retribution has arrived. Rage tightly controlled, Grant Drummond presses forward toward the Norman-style manor to take its inhabitants by surprise.

Victoria Blackstone tensed with a sense of foreboding. Her stomach knotted as she surveyed the men surrounding her. Instinct warned her to escape. Her movements gave Grant pause. As his grey eyes surveyed the woman fate just delivered into his hands, he smiled—first time since hearing the terrible news about his father’s death.


Enchanting Excerpt:
“What will you do with her, Grant?”

A chill washed over Victoria.

Looking into her soft brown eyes, Grant saw an attempt at bravado. The top of her head didn’t even reach his chin. A look of defiance blazed from the depths of her eyes and he almost laughed. Most men were afraid of him, so she certainly should be. She should be quaking in her borrowed boots. After all, he held her life in his hands. He instilled fear in men much larger and braver than this wee wisp of a girl.

Leave her. That’s what he’d do.

He hadn’t come to take prisoners. He’d traveled to Berwick to kill Blackstone, and that he’d done—with his own sword. He didn’t need to kill everyone as the detestable English had done at the massacre that left thousands dead. Those were their filthy tactics, not his.

How could he have mistaken her for a lad, even if only momentarily? From what he could see beneath the soot, he imagined her quite pretty. She returned his glare insolently, yet her breaths came heavy with fear. She drew her tongue between her parched lips.

The effect on him proved immediate. “Fetch her,” he shot over his shoulder as he walked away. The young woman stared in mute horror, as if not believing she’d correctly heard his words.

“Nay!” Her eyes grew wide with terror.

Grant heard the desperation in her voice.
“Grant?” Alexander queried.

“Fetch her.” Grant didn’t look back or spare the woman in question a second glance. He struggled not to break into a grin. Failing, a hint of a smile eased up the corners of his lips as he walked away and found his mount.

‘Twas the first time he’d smiled since hearing the terrible news about his father.


Also available: B&N | Smashwords


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Friday, January 9, 2015

Fate Accompli


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Author: MM Jaye
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Amazon


Blurb:
Besides an MBA, Monica Mitchell has a mission: to prove to Alex Argiros, the gorgeous Greek magnate, that she has now grown out of the habit of flashing her underwear and looking like a zombie flick castoff … in the presence of hundreds.

The catch? The bad blood between her family and his means she has to hide who she is yet, soon, she gets all she ever wanted and so much more.

She knows she has to come clean or risk losing everything.

She knows, yet she needs just a little longer to savor his searing kisses…


Enchanting Excerpt:
Alex took two silent steps on the thick carpet and was now standing right next to Monica, eyes locked on hers.

“I’ll see Miss Mitchell right now. If Terzakis calls, put him through. I will accept no other calls.” He took a step closer to the desk, inevitably entering Monica’s personal space. “Aren’t you supposed to be at some embassy or something?” he asked the other woman. His perplexed expression softened his features, giving him a vulnerable look that Monica found endearing.

He is overtired, she thought, now able to look at his face up close. His dark hair curled at the top of his ears and was not all in place as if he’d been running his hand through it.

She heard Jenny say, “I’m leaving right now. I’ll forward my line to reception and instruct them about your calls.”

After that, Alex refocused on Monica.

Now she had three options. One, look down at the rug seemingly appraising it, even though until fairly recently, she’d thought that Aubusson was expensive wine—risky; two, stand her ground under Alex’s scrutiny—too risky; or three, display studious interest in Jenny as part of Lesson A: How to Angle Desk Chair when Leaving Office—moronic but safe.

She went for option three.

Seemingly in slow motion, she watched the other woman snag her shoulder bag, pass behind Alex and press the elevator button. Alex hadn’t moved an inch and was still towering over her. “Good luck getting the job, Monica,” Jenny called, then mouthed, “And the man,” before she disappeared behind the sliding doors.


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Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy New Year!


Happy New Year!

Happy New Year



Twenty-fifteen is the start of something new!


I intend to declutter. If you've ever tried, you know that can be a daunting task. The first area I'll tackle will be my writing nook. I have lots of handwritten notes, first drafts, and manuscript wannabes to organize.

I've got characters banging to get out of my head and onto the pages. They're anxious to join my other sweet and sensual romances. So, I must be prepared to accommodate them.




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Readers and authors, what do you have planned for the year 2015? Tell me in the comments.

Here is where I pay it forward.


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Title/Rating/A one sentence snippet/One buy link/or Release date, if upcoming.

Ex. -
Christmas Crush/PG/Will Craig Johnston, a dynamic paraplegic, present Ashley Wagner with a gift she can't resist?/http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Crush-Mickie-Sherwood-ebook/dp/B00QQFBW1Y/

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Happy New Year 2015!

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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Warm Hearts in Winter





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Warm Hearts in Winter
Author: Helen Pollard
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Amazon


Blurb:
When Abby Davis accepts an assignment in the wilds of Yorkshire as personal assistant to a widowed novelist, she assumes he’s an ageing recluse. Jack Blane is anything but. Still struggling to get his life and career back on track after his wife’s death, Jack isn’t ready for a breath of fresh air like Abby. Snowed in at his winter retreat, as the weeks go by Abby must rethink her policy of never getting involved at work … and Jack must decide if he’s willing to risk love a second time.

Enchanting Excerpt:
Blinking against the sudden light, Abby held out her gloved hand.

"Mr Blane, I presume?" She tried for the most professional manner she could manage. It wasn't as successful as she would have liked due to the snowflakes catching in her mouth and her teeth chattering.

When she gave an involuntary shiver, a hand shot out to quickly shake hers in response.

"Yes. You must be Miss Davis. For goodness' sake, come on in out of the cold. This is no time to be standing on ceremony." He stood aside for her to clump over the doorstep, showering snow as she came. "I've been caught up in my work. I had no idea the weather had got so bad," he said apologetically as he closed the door on the icy wind. "Let's get you out of those wet things and into the warmth."

As her eyes adjusted to the bright hallway light, Abby froze - but not from the cold. Oh, no. This was not what she had expected, not at all. In a desperate attempt to reassure herself she would be perfectly safe working alone with a strange man out here in the wilds, she'd spent the car journey creating an image in her mind's eye of what her new boss would be like. That image was of someone much older, much stuffier. Casey had led her to believe he was a loner, some sort of unsociable hermit hunched over his writing all day. A widower, she'd said, implying someone middle-aged or even elderly. Someone harmless.

Jack Blane was anything but.


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Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Christmas Fete



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Christmas Fete
Author: Barbara Miller
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: EllorasCave



Blurb:

When Dinah’s father inherits an estate, he decides she and her brother must go settle the matter. They arrive to find the place in need of much repair—and holiday spirit. As Dinah plans a cheerful fete for Christmas in hope of winning over the locals, she finds herself winning over someone else as well—Richard, the handsome man who lives next door.

Richard never expected to meet someone like Dinah—a woman who is headstrong and decisive. A woman he could spend his life with. Unfortunately, Richard needs a Christmas miracle to extricate himself from a tricky obligation.

If it’s a miracle he needs to be free, Dinah is determined he’ll get it—that way they can spend their Christmas fete together and everyone can enjoy their happily ever afters.


Enchanting Excerpt:

Richard wet his lips, which had gone numb. “I’m not sure how it happened.”


“You were compelled to offer for her,” Dinah whispered.


“Somewhat reluctantly. Later I suspected she manipulated me into it, but that does her an injustice. I did offer.” He saw tears sparkling on Dinah’s lashes and raised a finger to brush them away but she ducked her head.


“Should we announce your engagement during the festivities? People will hear of it soon enough.”


“Please don’t. I keep hoping something will happen to prevent it, the earth crack or a violent storm that will blow the two of us away from here, never to return. I want to be with you, only you, always. Life with Ophelia will be living a lie.”


She smiled at his fantasy. “And yet you are bound to honor your generous impulse.”


“I don’t want to. I only offered because I had never met anyone like you before, never met you, who seem to be the only like-minded soul I have ever found on this earth. You understand me.”


“I am in the same case. I never thought about marriage until I met you, someone who actually cares, who takes me seriously.”
 

He took her in his arms and kissed her, the heavy coat falling to the floor. If only this moment could go on forever. He could imagine their future life, lose himself in it, but then she dipped her head with a sigh.
 

“I am so glad we did that at least once,” she said.

 

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Sunday, December 21, 2014

Change of Heart



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Change of Heart
Author: C.J. Rand
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Amazon



Blurb:
Pop star Cheyenne Roberts has a singing voice that’s earned her two platinum albums. No one knows she’s a prisoner of her former pimp, Ice Boudreaux. When her tour bus breaks down in the middle of nowhere, she flees, determined to leave her demons behind.

When Paul Sampson picks up a hitchhiker one night, it turns out to be Cheyenne. She’s suffering from withdrawal symptoms and has baggage she’s not willing to discuss. Paul doesn’t care about her past, only her future, which he envisions himself a part of.

But Ice wants his superstar back. Will Cheyenne have a chance at redemption before Ice destroys the new life she’s built? 


Enchanting Excerpt:

She held Paul’s gaze, staring into green eyes that made her think of the moss-covered bayous in Louisiana where she played as a child. With bronzed skin kissed by the sun, eyebrows as thick as caterpillars, and lips that looked perfect for kissing, he looked more like a model than a reverend. As he sat across from her in a striped blue shirt and camel slacks, he exuded confidence.  He was far from cocky, but anyone who spoke to him for more than a minute knew he was a man in charge. She wondered how any female parishioner within a hundred mile radius could focus on the sermon with this hottie in sight.

She knew she shouldn’t think of him like that. She had no business even talking to him. He was a man of God.  If he knew the vile things she’d done.  The things she’d allowed to be done to her body. The substances she’d ingested to make her forget her repugnant memories.  The abuse she’d accepted in exchange for one iota of affection. The pain and humiliation she’d been subjected to. What would he think of her then? 



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Email: rand3435@yahoo.com

The Christmas Lights



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The Christmas Lights
Author: Rachael Kosinski
Genre: Mainstream Romance
Buy: Amazon



Blurb:
"Where do Christmas lights come from?"
Those tiny bulbs of color that burn on a Christmas tree,
Or outside a house to shine in the night.
Does anyone really know where they originate? What if someone told you
They weren't intended for Christmas at all,
But really for a miracle?
That they were for love, a desperate idea, to light a boy's way home?
In that case, you must have some questions. What boy? What love?
Have a seat. Allow me to tell you a story.


Enchanting Excerpt: 
"Louis!"

"…I hear factories in London are much safer than here."

"London! Louis, Louis, what are you talking about?" Emmy grabbed my face. I squinted at two sparkling brown orbs. Was she crying? "No." Emmy covered her mouth with a hand. "No, you aren't going to London. How could you? No one loves you there. No one knows you there…"

"Emmy. Emmy Emmy Emmy." I held her close, stroking her hair. "I don't plan to work there."

She sat back. "What?"

"I've heard Mr. Godfrey talk about them. A London factory is the last place I should work. Your father means well, but I can't do that. They wouldn't take a blind boy."

"Wh-where will you go, then? How on earth will you make money?"

"I have family in Paris. Mother says they have wine vineyards. I'll work for them."

"That…" Emmy's fingers traced the veins on the back of my hand. "That's much safer." She was silent for the longest time. "You'll be safe? And come home quickly?"

I pulled her hands away and stood, playing with the ring on her finger. "I will. I love you."

"Louis…"

"Emmy. I don't have a choice. You want to marry me, don't you?"

"Of course I do. But, Louis…"

"Yes, love?"

"How long will you be gone?"

How long? How long to board a ship, to find a place I'd only heard about, to earn and save an impossible amount of money? How long, indeed. I set my expression. "I'll be home by Christmas."



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