Friday, February 28, 2014

Happy Launch Day!! Emma Calin's SHANNON'S LAW is now available


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions to celebrate the launch of Shannon's Law, the second book in Emma Calin's Passion Patrol Series. Emma will be awarding a Shannon's Law Launch Day Swag Bag to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour and a $30 Amazon voucher will be awarded to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Also, a print copy of Shannon's Law will be awarded to three (3) randomly drawn commenters and a digital copy of Shannon's Law will be awarded to five (5) randomly drawn commenter during the tour. ALL ENTRANTS get emailed a digital cookery book of recipes (including photos!) for meals/food eaten in Shannon's Law. The book is called 'Cops Cuisine'. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops in today's celebration.

Wild child inner city cop Shannon Aguerri walks a dangerous line between her methods and justice. When the bosses lose their nerve, after yet another maverick mission, she is transferred to green pastures to play out the role of a routine village cop. When she encounters signs of people and drug trafficking she homes in on serious millionaire criminals. As a loner she has attracted men but nothing has stuck. When she meets Spencer, the hunky and widowed Earl of Bloxington, there is an immediate rapport between them. Their social differences mean nothing to their passion and need. Already in the mix is an upper class female rival – who has long plotted her way into the Earl's bed. The jealousy is an evil shade of green and the anger is a violent scarlet. Often inhibited by a sense of duty and honour, Spencer is slow to reveal his feelings. When Shannon confronts him with the need to choose between her word and that of her rival, he does not immediately support her. All the same, when they are forced together to carry out a desperate rescue mission their love is stronger than everything ranged against them.

Authors note: This book is quite 'strongly flavoured' and features uninhibited, but straightforward steamy sexual scenes between consenting adults and true-to-life street language that would occur in high-stress situations.

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About the Author
Novelist, philosopher, blogger, poet, would be master chef. A woman pedaling between Peckham and Pigalle, in search of passion and enduring romance.

Emma Calin writes romance novels and gritty short stories about love and survival in the 21st century. She has published a number digital and paperback books which are available from Amazon worldwide.

She blogs about her dual life in St-Savinien sur Charente in South West France and Romsey, a market town in England. She feels extremely lucky to be able to experience the world and life through these two, very different, lenses. She spends any time she can, when not writng, on her tandem exploring the countryside.

Emma also records and produces audio books and plays the trombone (although not at the same time).

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Novels, Short Stories and Novelettes by Emma Calin


Shannon's Law ((Passion Patrol Series - hot cops, hot crime, hot romance)

Steamy police action romance- another in the Passion Patrol Series - available 28th February 2014

Knockout! (Passion Patrol Series)

A Mafia conspiracy. A female undercover cop. Her target: international sportsman and playboy Freddie La Salle. Can she fake it? Can she nail the gangsters before her cover is blown? What happens when his charm kicks in, passion takes control and she falls for this charismatic suspect?An action-filled pulse-pounding adventure novel. A tense and erotic romantic affair. Can a relationship survive when it is founded on deceit? Can she prove her man is innocent? Can she escape with her life and her love? Available in print and e-book formats.

The Love in a Hopeless Place Collection

An anthology of stories from the engine room of the human condition. Five stand-alone titles published over the last two years, from No. 1 bestselling short story writer, Emma Calin, combined in this great value 'boxed-set'. Available in print and e-book formats.

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Two powerless beings are swept together in a transient struggle for survival. Could the human spirit transcend the brutality and indifference of their brief experience before they are once again swept helplessly apart? E-book only.

Escape to Love

A woman on the run from domestic violence with no one but her vulnerable autistic teenage child as a companion, lives in isolation and fear. While her hand to mouth scenarios are played out in the shadow of a threatening suspense, a story of crime and love unfolds around her. E-book only.

The Chosen

A woman, a man, a van and a plan. What do painting and decorating, Thai brides, self-help manuals and pay-day loans have in common? J.A. knows the answer. Follow his his quest for love and happiness in The Chosen. E-book only.

Angela

A mystery tale of a late night taxi ride where the final passenger may not be all that she seems. E-book only.

Love in a Hopeless Place

A mature woman stumbles into a discovery of herself that she had never suspected. E-book only.


Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The Writer's View: RoseAnn DeFranco


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The Writer's View by RoseAnn DeFranco


Thank you for inviting me to share the view inside my writing space today! When I take a close look at the space in which I wrote all three books in the Brothers of Audubon series, I realize it reflects not just the space of a writer, but all the components of the woman. In addition to being a writing desk, it is also a Mom desk, a Housewife desk, and sometimes on those days when I need to stay home with a sick child, it becomes a Work-From-Home desk. There are folders labeled PTA, CCD, and Kitchen Renovation sitting alongside note cards for my current work in progress, the most recent issue of RWR and a 1st Sale paperweight.

Two framed photos anchor my desk. The first is of my husband taken early in our marriage. He’s holding what he would call a keeper doormat fluke. That means, it’s a pretty damn big fish, as is his smile in the photo. On the other side is one of my favorite photos of my daughter. She is 11 yrs. old now, but when the photo was taken she was 6 months old, barefoot and laughing. I realize now, both of these images made their way into Return to Audubon Springs. This really comes as no surprise since the theme of my Humorous Contemporary Romances are Home and Family. When crafting a story, it seems I’m always writing to a happy ending that looks a bit like the photos on my desk.

What you don’t see in this picture of my office is how messy it can become at times. Try not to be shocked, but this is relatively uncluttered for my desk. I recently spent two nights cleaning out my office which has become somewhat of an annual event. Several years ago I cleaned out 6 bags of trash and really organized my things. I created a binder at the time with treasured workshop notes from speakers whom I greatly admire. The tabs are labeled with items like POV, emotion, dialogue, setting, plotting, and so on. The desk itself is a constantly shifting space and reflects the moving parts in the sea of my work, mom and writing life.

Regardless of all the changing folders, notes and books over the years, the two photos have always remained the same. My husband and daughter are my constants in a sea of clutter, and the reason why, regardless of the demands of work or life, I sit down at my computer night after night, and sometimes in the wee early hours of morning before heading to work, in the hope of creating something that will make them proud.

About the Author:
RoseAnn DeFranco grew up in upstate NY with her nose in a book and a song in her heart. Following the pursuit of a musical theatre career in NYC, she turned her creative energy to writing romance. RoseAnn blogs about her writing experiences with her critique partners at www.the violetfemmes.com. A NJ shore transplant, she enjoys time spent at the beach with her family. She would love to one day live in a quaint shore town like the fictional town Audubon Springs from her BROTHERS OF AUDUBON SPRINGS series. More information about these Contemporary Romantic Comedies can be found at www.radefranco.com.

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When Emma Grant returns to her family's Audubon Springs beach house to fulfill the stipulations of her father's will, she has every intention of forcing her former lover out of the house for good. She's never fit into her wealthy family and would prefer avoiding her past, but with her brother threatening to reveal her young daughter, she has no choice.

Rafe Iuliano has other plans. The wealthy Grants tried to bribe him out of Emma's life years ago, but he's determined to prove once and for all that a master carpenter is worthy of Emma and the house.

Their ridiculous and steamy battle for the house reignites the love and passion that bloomed between them years ago. But when Rafe discovers she's kept their daughter a secret for two years, can he overcome anger and pride to claim his family and the love of his life, or will the deception drive a final wedge between them?

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Monday, February 24, 2014

Virtual Book Tour: Shadows of Damascus by Lilas Taha

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MEDIA KIT Shadows_of_Damascus_copy_2Bullet wounds, torture and oppression aren’t the only things that keep a man—or a woman—from being whole.

Debt. Honor. Pain. Solitude. These are things wounded war veteran Adam Wegener knows all about. Love—now, that he is not good at. Not when love equals a closed fist, burns, and suicide attempts. But Adam is one who keeps his word. He owes the man who saved his life in Iraq. And he doesn’t question the measure of the debt, even when it is in the form of an emotionally distant, beautiful woman.

Yasmeen agreed to become the wife of an American veteran so she could flee persecution in war-torn Syria. She counted on being in the United States for a short stay until she could return home. There was one thing she did not count on: wanting more.

Is it too late for Adam and Yasmeen?
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A handwritten, old-fashioned note, not an email or even a phone call. Before he opened the envelope, Adam checked the handwriting for a clue to its sender. The writing wasn’t familiar. The letter had no return address, only a five-day-old stamp from Turkey.

At the kitchen table in his two-story farmhouse in the late afternoon, he studied the unopened envelope. He ran his fingertips over the name, Adam Wegener, a name he officially adopted as soon as he turned eighteen, right before he joined the army. Wegener was his mother’s maiden name, and he decided to use it the day he severed ties with his father. Adam would no longer be a Shipman.

When he came home after his medical discharge from the army, his small circle of friends downsized to one, Jonathan. As for family, his mother passed away and his father lost the privilege the day Adam threw him out. Who cared enough to send him a handwritten letter?

With a heavy heart, he opened the envelope. He read over the slanted handwriting, some words crossed out, as if written in a hurry. He locked on the signature, O.R. Pemssy. He sounded out the name but it triggered no familiarity. He folded the letter, placed it on the table, and clasped his hands on the wooden surface.

Five years since he left Iraq. These written words threw him head first into that time. A stream of images filled the space around him. A slide show of faces, proud soldiers, weapons in hands. Faces twisted in pain, many stamped with the stillness of death that soon followed.

The sun made its final dip behind the horizon. The letter on the table riffled in the light breeze from the window. He picked it up and read it again. The signed name didn’t match the face in his head. Big brown eyes, dark thick eyebrows and a matching mustache. Fadi Jabir, the Syrian interpreter with the annoying accent.

Before he shipped off to Germany, Fadi paid him a visit while he lay bandaged and disoriented from morphine in the Army base hospital. His jumbled memories of that visit scattered like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. He remembered Fadi’s face, a painful handshake, and a promise being made. The rest dispersed into emptiness. He owed his life to Fadi, no question about it. But whose signature was this? Who was O. R. Pemssy?

Unfolding his body from the chair, he switched the lights on, and went for a glass of water. Fadi’s selfless act invaded his mind many times over the years. Attempts to locate him through army records failed, information blocked by military regulation. Further inquiry led him to the name of the private company that contracted Fadi from Syria to U.S. troops in Iraq, but the company dissolved and no credible records remained.

Now, he had this mysterious letter in his hands, asking him to start from the beginning, and no way to do a damn thing about it. Exhaling in frustration, he took his cold glass outside to the front porch.

The summer breeze, pregnant with the intoxicating smell of flowering jasmine, took him back to the time he planted the bush with his mother. He must have been seven, and he remembered her excitement when she found it in a nursery. Later, he helped her plant the apple tree in front of her bedroom window, and a couple of years after, the pear tree by the barn.

He collected a few jasmine flowers and went inside. He filled a small bowl with water and deposited the delicate collection. The fragrance filled the area around him. He walked to the table and thumbed the letter again. How could he reach Fadi?

He flipped the paper to check the backside, nothing. Holding it against the light, he searched for clues, and then dropped the letter, and picked up the envelope.

The Turkish stamp and the date seemed legitimate, nothing more to see in that. He concentrated on the signature, the only thing that didn’t make sense.

Adam wrote the words of the signature on separate lines, trying combinations for the letters, comparing them with Fadi’s full name. After an hour of futile work, he massaged his stiff neck. He opened his laptop and searched the name in its entirety, then separately. Nothing solid surfaced.

The evening sky melted into night, and his frustration intensified. He pinned the letter on the fridge door with a magnet and paced.

Fadi wanted something. Something dangerous. Otherwise why the secrecy and the ambiguity, using an alias? He wanted Adam to contact him, so how could he do that? Write a letter? There was no address. Call him? No number. Start from the beginning. Start what? Start counting?

He took a pencil and circled the letters, counting them and assigning numbers in succession. The first O is at number two. The R is either forty-seven on the first line or one on the second line. The P is at number six on the third line. He worked through the script.

The process gave him a number with ten digits starting with area code 216. Was this possible? Did he crack a code? Fadi knew how his crazy mind worked? Knew him well enough to send him a coded number? Why? What was so secretive?

He went online to find which city the area code covered. Cleveland, Ohio. Jumping to his feet, he snatched the phone handset and checked his watch. Past midnight. His fingers hovered over the dial keys. Was it too late to call? What’s the worst that could happen? Get cursed at? What if this wasn’t Fadi, and the whole thing was a set up? Who would screw with him like that?

He returned the handset and drew back. It couldn’t be this urgent if the sender chose a coded letter to contact him. Better wait until morning, when he had some rest and could think clearer.

He headed upstairs. Passing through the living room, he looked around, feeling the emptiness, recalled memories often more bitter than sweet. He stopped in front of the mantle and turned his attention to the framed document above, his grandfather’s will, leaving him the farm. About halfway down the paper, one line was underlined. Adam ran his eyes on the typed words out of habit. He committed them to memory years ago. His grandfather explained the decision of passing the farm to Adam instead of his only son in two simple sentences.

Fred Shipman is a bad seed and shall not inherit The Shipman Farm. Full ownership shall be instated with my grandson, Adam Shipman.

Dejected and mentally drained, he moved on to his room, and set his alarm clock to four a.m. He’d use the extra thirty minutes before milking time to go over the letter again, see if he missed anything. Maybe he was taking this coding thing too far. Maybe there was no number there, and he was just as obsessive as he’d always been. And maybe he was on to something, something that would cut through this tedious life of his.

Stretching on his bed, he heard his heartbeat, fast and loud. Too long since he felt this charged. Too damn long since he had something to look forward to when he walk up, anything to make him forget the usual nightly visits of his dead friends.

MEDIA KIT Lilas_TahaAbout the Author: Lilas Taha is a writer at heart, an electrical engineer by training, and an advocate for domestic abuse victims by choice. She was born in Kuwait to a Syrian mother and a Palestinian father, and immigrated to the U.S. as a result of the Gulf war in 1990. She earned a master’s degree in Human Factors Engineering from the University of Wisconsin- Madison. There, Lilas met her beloved husband and true friend, and moved with him to Sugar Land, Texas to establish a family. She is the proud mother of a daughter and a son. Instead of working in an industrial field, she applied herself to the field of social safety, working with victims of domestic violence.

Pursuing her true passion for creative writing, Lilas brings her professional interests, and her Middle Eastern background together in her debut fictional novel, Shadows of Damascus.

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The Writer's View: Alana Cash


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The Writer's View by Alana Cash


I have always tended to hand-write my work. First of all, it’s a more sensuous experience. I like to write on newsprint because it absorbs ink so well. My writing implement varies from gel pen, to pencil, to fountain pen depending on how much juice I feel I’ve got that day (using a pencil or fountain pen allows me to slow down). Gel pens come in various colors so that I can choose a different color depending on my mood. The color stimulates my creative mind which helps if I’m feeling blocked or lazy. Second, hand-writing is more creatively stimulating to me than typing on a keyboard. I am connected to the words – their letters and shapes as well as their meanings.

Because I hand-write, I can write anywhere if I have even a scrap of paper and anything to write with. I prefer coffeeshops – the music and conversation distract the area of my mind that likes to be distracted and the creative part takes over.

I’m a bit of a procrastinator when it comes to entering my writing into the computer. Sometimes days go by as it piles up. But while I am entering my work into the computer, I can edit a bit. As for my computer workspace, it faces the front window of my apartment and I have a little enclosed patio with plants and flowers and a hummingbird feeder (this is my favorite place to read other people’s books and stories). The hummingbirds come and go all day long and spend quite a lot of time perched on the leaf of an aloe vera plant. Down below is a swimming pool and occasionally, when they are migrating, we get ducks in the pool.

After I have entered my hand-written work into the computer, I print it out and edit it by hand. My most popular place for doing this is on my couch, although I sometimes take the work to a coffeeshop as well. Of course, this means that I have to enter the edits into the computer at some point, and there is a downside to editing this way. Sometimes I edit out a sentence in a paragraph and leave a word or the extra period. This is a problem for me and others to catch in proofreading.

About the Author:Alana Cash is an award-winning author and filmmaker who used to spend summers on her grandparents farm at the foot of the Ozark Mountains in Arkansas. When she was ten, a red-headed stranger rode up on horseback asking her grandfather if there were horses needing to be broken. The cowboy wore spurs and a cowboy hat and was pretty exciting. Decades later, Alana wondered if any of the women living in that farming community got a crush on that wandering cowboy, and intending to write a short story about that romantic day, Alana ended up writing the novel TOM’S WIFE.

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It’s the Great Depression and 19-year-old Annie Huckaby is almost resigned to marriage with Tom. He works at a coal mine during the week, leaving Annie to take care of the house and their infant son. Tom’s Native American friend Jim takes care of the farm. Her best friend, Twila, visits every day and helps Annie make a little money selling eggs to the café on the highway. And there’s church on Sunday. Annie’s not always alone, but most times she feels like it…until one afternoon a peddler named Jake Stern steps onto the porch, tips his hat, and starts a world of trouble.

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Virtual Book Tour: Struck by Clarissa Johal

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2_24 Cover_STRUCKThe shadows hadn't been waiting.
The shadows had been invited.

After a painful breakup, Gwynneth Reese moves in with her best friend and takes a job at a retirement home. She grows especially close to one resident, who dies alone the night of a terrific storm. On the way home from paying her last respects, Gwynneth is caught in another storm and is struck by lightning. She wakes in the hospital with a vague memory of being rescued by a mysterious stranger. Following her release from the hospital, the stranger visits her at will and offers Gwynneth a gift--one that will stay the hands of death. Gwynneth is uncertain whether Julian is a savior or something more sinister... for as he shares more and more of this gift, his price becomes more and more deadly.

Read this excerpt:

A loud ‘crack’ sounded and an iridescent white light surrounded her. Two things registered: a searing pain that ripped down her back and the ground which seemed to be pulled away from her at an alarming speed.

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Blackness.

Pain shot through the back of Gwynneth’s head as she opened her eyes. Somebody was standing over her. She tried to focus on the face, but it hurt too much. A cool hand slid across her forehead. She opened her eyes again.

Pale, almost white eyes. High cheekbones, aquiline nose, and a well-shaped mouth. Long, white hair. Ageless. Beautiful, like a Michelangelo. All of those details registered with clarity before agony ripped through her body. She arched her back and cried out. The man murmured something into her ear which she couldn’t understand. She could feel the vibration of his voice and his breath on her neck as he gathered her in his arms. She opened her eyes and saw lightning fork to the ground silently behind him. She blacked out again.

2_24 struck Clarissa Johal headshotAbout the Author:Clarissa Johal has worked as a veterinary assistant, zoo-keeper aide and vegetarian chef. Writing has always been her passion. When she’s not listening to the ghosts in her head, she’s dancing or taking photographs of gargoyles. She shares her life with her husband, two daughters and every stray animal that darkens the doorstep. One day, she expects that a wayward troll will wander into her yard, but that hasn’t happened yet.

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Thursday, February 20, 2014

Blurb Blitz Tour: A Burning Truth by Joyce Proell


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There’s no shortage of deadly deeds in 1881 Chicago as school administrator Cady Delafield and entrepreneur Doyle Flanagan plan their wedding. When one of Doyle’s workers is brutally killed he must use his considerable power to stop a mysterious enemy bent on destroying his reputation and business empire. But as Cady and Doyle struggle to keep their marriage on track, the murder victims might not be the only casualties.

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Doyle sat in the carriage, his brain frozen and his limbs unable to move. He watched Cady run up the steps and disappear into Ophelia’s impenetrable stone manor. When the front door boomed shut with the noise of a cannon blast, he jumped. He lurched forward and exploded out of the vehicle. She wasn’t getting rid of him so easily. In fact, she wasn’t getting rid of him at all. He had a voice in the matter. He intended to be heard.

Just as soon as he thought it, his steps faltered and he ground to a stop.

“Damn!”

Now was not the time to try to reason with her, not when she was in a cold fury. He pumped a fist against a thigh and stared at the mansion’s rock façade, aware her current state of mind was as solid and unshakable. Even if he managed to get beyond the front door, she wouldn’t listen. Not now.

His head fell back. A piercing ache tore through him, as if his heart and soul had been shredded and tossed aside. Gunmetal storm clouds reeled over the sky, bleak and threatening. The bite in the air made his cheeks sting. Inside he was hollowed and gutted. His fingers curled and uncurled. Muscles coiled, he pivoted with a fierce twist, snapped an order to Phelps then threw himself back into the carriage. His next move must be deployed with utmost care. The carriage jolted forward and thrust him back against the seat cushion. She needed time to cool. Then he’d be back, and she’d listen to what he had to say.

About the Author:Joyce grew up in Minnesota and attended college and grad school in Chicago. After working in mental health, she retired at a young age to write full-time. Her first book, Eliza, was published in 2012. A Burning Truth is the second in the Cady Delafield series. When she isn’t writing mysteries or historical romances, she loves to travel, walk, read, and do crossword puzzles. She and her husband make their home in rural Minnesota in her very own little house on the prairie.

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Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Virtual Book Tour: The Riddle of Prague by Laura DeBruce

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A special welcome to Laura DeBruce who has stopped by to answer a few questions. Let's get started. If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be? Why?

So many of my favorite characters are in extreme and desperate situations that it’s hard to say I would like to be any of them…

What is the first curse word that comes to mind? How often and why do you use it?

As the author of a YA series, I’m not sure I should answer this question! Suffice to say that it’s not a nice one and I use it when I’m really angry or badly startled.

How would you spend ten thousand bucks?

Most likely on travel and renting a really beautiful house on the sea someplace.

Do you have a crush on anyone?

I just got done reading The Goldfinch and I have a literary crush on Theo Decker, the book’s narrator, as well as his wild Russian friend, Boris. Boris is the proverbial bad boy with a passionate soul so he’d be trouble in real life. Other crushes from books include Joe Kavalier from The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay and Kolya from City of Thieves.

Best movie ever made?

So many movies to see, so little time! I can’t judge the best movie ever made. I love documentary films and action movies and dramas and certain comedies. When my son was small, I rediscovered the joy of animated films. Some of my favorite films are Thelma & Louise, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Slumdog Millionaire, The Piano, The Hurt Locker to name a few.

One of my all-time favorite movies is Shrek. My husband and I did work for DreamWorks when DreamWorks was just starting out. We licensed DreamWorks’ films in Central Europe and Russia. The man we reported to described Shrek as a film about a big, fat, smelly ogre who falls in love with a princess who turns out to be a big, fat, smelly ogre. I remember listening to him politely and thinking, who would ever want to watch that film? Then the movie came out and I absolutely loved the humor and the acting and the message of the story. My favorite part is when Fiona and Shrek kiss and she twirls around thinking that she’s going to turn back into a real all-the-time princess and that Shrek will become a handsome prince. Instead, she becomes a permanent ogre and she says, “But I don’t understand. I’m supposed to be beautiful.” And Shrek says, “But you are beautiful.” Which she is.

Tell us a little bit about your book, The Riddle of Prague.

When 18-year-old Hana Silna travels to Prague to reclaim her family’s home, she discovers a riddle that may lead to a long-last flask.

The contents of that flask could change the fate of the world. When a ruthless enemy kidnaps her family Hana has to find the flask to rescue them. On her quest she meets a mysterious man with a penchant for poetry, a Gypsy girl with a haunting past, and Alex, an all-American boy who’s trying to save his sister from a crippling disease. It’s hard to trust anyone when the stakes are this high — especially when surrounded by experts in deception.

There’s only one flask, and Hana desperately needs to find it.


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About the Author:
Laura DeBruce is a documentary filmmaker and writer. She grew up traveling all over the world thanks to her father’s work with the U.S. Embassy. She and her husband spent twelve years living in Europe including Prague, Paris, Amsterdam and London where she found inspiration to write The Quicksilver Legacy Series. In Prague she worked as a lawyer for the first private nationwide television station in the former Communist bloc. It was there that she fell in love with the ancient city of Prague and its legends.

She lives in the Washington, DC area with her husband and son and an unruly Golden Retriever.

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Tuesday, February 18, 2014

The Writer's View: Lesley Young


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Lesley will be awarding print copies of “Sky’s End” to ten randomly drawn winners, and a grand prize of one $50 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn winner during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

The View Outside my Writing Window
Lesley Young — author of Sky’s End Book One in the Cassiel Winters Series


Feb 18th, Caledon country, Ontario, Canada, outside my office window. Nestled deep with snow laden white pine trees, I feel peaceful. Glancing outside, I realize how close to nature I am, and stresses slip away, even as I work furiously to magazine deadlines. My day-job worries are trivial compared to the rabbits and fox working much, much harder to survive.

As pressures lift, my imagination awakens. All at once my mind travels to my current protagonist Cassiel Winters, and the state I left her in at the end of Sky’s End, Book One in the Cassiel Winters Series—incomplete. She’s only just begun to discover what she’s really made of.

The heavy branches bear their load silent, permanent and strong. I long to go back to the fast-paced, dangerous world I have created — a world within this world. But if I can’t just yet, because of other responsibilities, these stoic trees temper my impatience.

About the Author:
Lesley Young is an award-winning magazine journalist. Sky’s End: Book One in the Cassiel Winters Series (Soul Mate Publishing) is her debut novel.

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Secondhand Romance by RoseAnn DeFranco--On Sale for 99 Cents and Giveaway


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions to get out the word that SECONDHAND ROMANCE is available right now for ONLY 99 cents!!! And, in addition, RoseAnn is giving one randomly chosen commenter a $15 Amazon gift card as well as a digital copy of RETURN TO AUDUBON SPRINGS, the first book in the series. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Annie O'Malley's dream of owning a secondhand bookstore in tight-knit Audubon Springs is coming true. Still reeling from her parents' sudden deaths, she believes that signs or messages can be found within the pages of books. She loves her job and has made plenty of friends but longs for the acceptance only love and a family can provide.

Tony Iuliano is there to fix the wiring in her shop. He doesn't believe in fate, magic, or the power of a good book. All this combined with his sexy-as-sin presence and all-knowing attitude infuriates Annie. The quirky bookworm intrigues him enough to accept her bet to read a book from her shop. When he discovers a stack of fifty-year-old love letters in the book, he wants to leave the past alone, but seeing it as a sign, Annie challenges him to read the letters and search for the long-lost lovers or lose the bet.

While shaking the dust off several ill-fated romances and fighting their attraction at every turn, the pair soon become the town gossip daily special. If they can stop arguing long enough, they may just discover this particular sign was meant for them all along.

Enjoy an excerpt:

“Are we going to shake on this?” He extended his hand and grinned.

Annie hesitated for a split second. Had she ever touched Tony? Shaking his hand with that sexy, superior glint in his eyes unnerved her, but she needed to seal the deal.

His warm hand engulfed hers, shooting a jolt of electricity through her veins. He had a solid, firm grip, the kind to hold a shaky person steady. Lifting her gaze to his, she smiled when his eyes widened in a flash of surprise. It had been a long time since she’d really touched another person. When the warmth from his hand made its way dangerously close to parts of her that had lain dormant for years, she abruptly let go.

“There, deal.” Flushed, she returned her focus to the book in his hand. “Open it, but first, look at how worn it is, you can tell it’s been read a few thousand times.”

Tony flipped the big, hardcover book open. Instead of the expected well-worn pages, a small stack of what looked like letters bound by a string sat nestled inside. The pages were yellowed, the string frayed. The owner cut a neat and deep square into the center of the pages, nearly removing the entire contents of the book. Tony pulled them out, squinted, and weighed them in his hand.

Equally stunned, a burst of adrenaline hit Annie. Of all the treasures she’d uncovered in the two years since dealing in secondhand books, she never came across anything quite like this. This was a sign – from her parents, or other forces at work in the universe – but this book, and all its possibilities, was important to someone, somewhere.

“Now do you believe me when I say every book has a story to tell?”

About the Author:
RoseAnn DeFranco grew up in upstate NY with her nose in a book and a song in her heart. Following the pursuit of a musical theatre career in NYC, she turned her creative energy to writing romance. RoseAnn blogs about her writing experiences with her critique partners at www.the violetfemmes.com. A NJ shore transplant, she enjoys time spent at the beach with her family. She would love to one day live in a quaint shore town like the fictional town Audubon Springs from her BROTHERS OF AUDUBON SPRINGS series. More information about these Contemporary Romantic Comedies can be found at www.radefranco.com.

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Monday, February 17, 2014

Excerpt Tour: A SEAL's Salvation by Tawny Weber


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Tawny will award a $25 Amazon GC to one winner via the Rafflecopter below. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Subject: Navy SEAL Petty Officer Brody Lane

Current Status: On leave

Obstacle: The one girl who was off-limits…

Where navy SEAL "Bad Ass" Brody Lane goes, trouble follows. Being run out of his hometown years ago for misbehaving with Genna Reilly—the sheriff's daughter—was one thing. Now Brody is about to step into real danger. Not the suggestive letters he's been exchanging with Genna, but the kind of trouble that can send a soldier home injured and broken inside…

Genna's entire life has been orchestrated by her family. The right job. The right friends. Enough! Brody's return offers the promise of lust-filled pleasures. Of flesh teased and tasted. She's not expecting to find a soldier with distant eyes who has secluded himself from the world. But this good girl knows exactly how to bring a bad boy back to life….

Uniformly Hot! The Few. The Proud. The Sexy as Hell.

Enjoy this exclusive excerpt:

More,” she murmured as she floated back to earth.

She slid her fingers into his hair, scooping it back off his face. He looked like one of those fallen angels. Too gorgeous to be real, too tempting to resist.

“I want more,” she said again. “I want everything.”

Brody looked as if he was at war with himself.

Before she could find out which side won, though, there was a loud racket by the door.

“Lane? Brody Lane? You here?”

Genna jumped so high, she was pretty sure she bruised her ass when she landed.

Passion fled so fast, it was as if it’d never existed. Panic gripped her belly in a greasy, vicious twist, making her want to whimper. She didn’t have to look toward the door to know who was yelling. She’d heard that voice every day of her life.

Ohmygod. She was so dead.

About the Author:
USA TODAY Bestselling author of over twenty-five hot books, Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy romances since her first one hit the shelves in 2007.  A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes and color coordination, she spends a lot of her time shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking and hanging out on Facebook. 

Readers can check out Tawny’s books at her website, www.tawnyweber.com, or join her Red Hot Readers Club - http://tawnyweber.com/exclusives/ for goodies like free reads, complete first chapter excerpts, recipes, insider story info and much more.

You can also find her on Facebook, Twitter or Pinterest. 

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A SEAL’s Salvation: http://tawnyweber.com/books/seals-salvation/
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A SEAL’s Seduction: http://tawnyweber.com/books/a-seals-seduction/
A SEAL’s Kiss: http://tawnyweber.com/books/seals-kiss/





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Friday, February 14, 2014

The Writer's View: Kristen Beairsto


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My Writing Space


My writing space, believe it or not is in a closet. :-) I live in an apartment in southern California and my master bedroom is set-up with a walk-in closet with a vanity. Because the lighting isn't the best in that area and it's in my bedroom (which gives me the advantage of being able to close the door), I decided to use the space as a desk rather than a vanity to put on my makeup.

It's a small space that's cramped, but I enjoy using it. I've decorated the walls with my college degrees, a few of my favorite wallet size pictures, and several of my daughters' drawings.

My favorite items on my desk are:

A replica Oscar Best Wife statue -- The hubby bought it for me at a trip to Universal Studios Hollywood. It makes me smile every time I look at it. It always makes me think of him (which was probably part of his plan ;) ).

A picture of me and my grandfather when I was a toddler -- He passed away when I was twenty-one and we had been close. He would have gotten a real kick out of me being an author.

All the drawings from my daughters (ages 4 and 9) -- My daughters took one look at my work space and decided it needed color. :-) (What can I say, they take after their mom and see a white wall and start figuring out color schemes.) So they made it their mission to add to my décor. I love looking at all of them, reminds me of one of the reasons why I'm working so hard to accomplish my dreams.

The only part of my space that bugs is the fact that it’s small. It easily gets what I like to call that bomb chic look – as in it looks like one just went off right on top of it. Insert eye roll here. But it’s my space, and it does the job of getting the juices flowing. And it’s in a closet! Which I love because it’s quirky and close to my clothes, shoes, and purses. (Yes, I have just a little bit of a thing for those kinds of items.)

So, if you could set-up an office in a closet would you? :-)

Delaney Pierce is desperate, no, determined, to rebuild the family business, Manners Matter, after the disaster her own mother brought down on it, and her, a year ago. With two crazy aunts living life moving from one misadventure to the next and her younger sister waitressing to help make ends meet, she pins her hopes on her commission to curb the undesirable habits of Cyrus Chapman, one of New York's premier businessmen and one of the city's most eligible bachelors.

Her resolve to succeed with Cyrus is immediately put to the test during her very first meeting with him and she realizes that no matter how much she prepared for all that was Cyrus, it all paled in comparison to the real man. Things only get worse when he starts hinting at wanting more than a professional relationship.

But Delaney can’t entertain the idea of having more than a professional relationship with Cyrus. After all, that’s something her mother would do and she’s not about to start emulating that woman now. However, fighting her attraction to Cyrus becomes harder and harder the more she’s around him and she finds herself wondering if she’s become so wrapped up in trying not to be her mother that she’s forgotten to just to be herself.

Enjoy an excerpt:

As he stepped up to the door, he wondered briefly what a life coach would look like.

Probably a tall skinny guy that weighed about a buck fifty soaking wet with slicked back hair, who thought he knew everything. He hated know-it-alls.

Shoving open his office door, ready for a fight, he spotted the focus of his irritation staring out the window behind his desk, her back to him.

He froze. A woman?!

Clearly hearing him enter, she turned to face him.

Pushing the door closed behind him, he took his time looking her over.
,br> Despite the neat black skirt falling modestly below her knees and the trim blazer that didn’t give away a hint of any of the skin beneath it, failed to hide an obviously curvy figure. A definite change from the usual stick figure models he normally associated with, but he had to admit, he’d always liked navigating curves.

He noted she held her hands clasped in front of her, creamy skinned hands that matched the creamy skin of her oval shaped face that wore a carefully blank expression. She watched him from a pale aqua gaze that concealed any thoughts that might be going through her mind.

At least he’d been correct about the slicked back hair. What appeared to be deep fiery strands were smoothed back severely into a bun at the base of her skull.

He wondered what she’d look like with her hair down around her shoulders.

Naked.

Under him.

Mentally kicking himself for letting his mind go there, he shoved his hands into his pockets. She firmly belonged on his Do-Not-Touch list at the moment. Besides, he didn’t need a prissy life coach in his bed. She’d probably try to lecture him on what to do.

“Hello, I’m Delaney Pierce.” Her smooth timbre held only the slightest of hints of a city accent.

About the Author: In between her to-be-read pile and trying to bring the characters in her head alive, Kristen spends as much time as she can with family and friends. Much to her husband’s dismay, she enjoys collecting purses, shoes, and jewelry. During those rare times she’s not working at her day job, rushing her daughters somewhere, watching movies with her husband, and trying to meet a deadline, she can usually be found energetically cheering for one of her favorite New York sports teams.

As with just about every other writer on the planet, Kristen grew up an avid reader. She started with young adult before she technically hit the age range and moved on to sci-fi classics by Isaac Asimov and Ray Bradbury. At fifteen, her best friend gave her a book she just had to read! The book was Honest Illusions by Nora Roberts. Always a sucker for a happy ending, she was a goner and fell in love with the romance genre. Having started writing novel length stories at the age of eleven, Kristen’s stories all took a romantic turn from that point on.

You can connect with Kristen through her website, Facebook, or Twitter.

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