INTERVIEW with author Robin Antelak author of The Grown-Ups ~ GIVEAWAY

Today we have author Robin Antelak in the hot seat. She’s an interesting lady and I enjoyed having her visit for an interview. I think you’ll enjoy getting to know her a little better and learning about her latest release The Grown-Ups.

Afterward check out her blurb and don’t forget to enter her giveaway. The link is at the end of the post :)

1. Tell us three things about yourself that not many people know.

I don’t always enjoy being the leader even though I’m often in that position, I’m mildly superstitious, and I’m a lazy chewer. That last one might be the reason I don’t eat meat. Seriously, I’ve been a vegetarian for years and years.
2. What’s your favorite hot beverage?

Coffee, hands down.
3. What genre (s) do you write?

I suppose it’s called Literary Fiction, although that’s not my label. I just write and worry about that stuff later, if ever.
4. One of my favorite parts of the writing process is choosing character names, how do you go about choosing yours?

Sometimes a character just ‘feels’ like a name… does that make sense? I’m drawn to simpler more traditional names: Sam, George Michael, Kate, Suzie etc. Sometimes I might mix it up, like I did for Finn in The Summer We Fell Apart and Bella in The Grown Ups. But I usually don’t venture into the top ten baby names list.

I tend to shake it up with character names. Sometimes I like the traditional and sometimes I like something a bit different. Thank you for sharing how you choose your characters names. I always find the answers very interesting :)
5. Finish this sentence : If I had to sum up The Grown Ups : A Novel by Robin Antalek in one sentence I’d have to say…

The Grown Ups is about families and friendships and the different ways, all our lives, together or apart, we continue to grow up.

Nicely done!
6. What’s the first sentence from your book?

It was the summer all the children in the neighborhood caught a virus.

Now the last.

“My boys,” He said gesturing with the frame towards Sam, “my boys.”

This is a favorite question of mine…love your first sentence!

7. What makes your book stand out from others in the same genre?

That’s tough. But I’m going to say a compelling story about everyday, ordinary people. I hope I’ve told it in such a way that the reader will identify with the characters and see pieces of themselves, their friends, their families.
8. Did you have to do a lot of research for this book and if so how did you go about it?

I had to do some research, not a lot. Mostly about rehab facilities, medical schools, alcoholism and neurological disorders. As I write that it seems like quite a varied list – a depressing list! But it was far from that. Luckily, I have some amazingly accomplished friends and I was able to turn to them with specific questions.
9. Describe your writing work space.

We live in a drafty old Victorian house in upstate New York. I’m always cold, and I crave sunshine. So my desk, an eight foot long oak library table that I was lucky enough to get when Vassar College Library underwent a huge renovation is shoved into a semi octagonal bay beneath three floor to ceiling windows. My desk is covered with papers, notebooks and trays that contain a leaning tower of Pisa like arrangement of even more paper. Also in my space are overflowing bookshelves, photos, artwork, and usually my constant companion, my dog Elle.

LOL…love the sounds of your writing space. Sounds inspirational and interesting.
10. What’s your go to snack when you are writing?

Coffee, coffee, coffee.
11. How did you come up with the idea for your book?

I had recently shelved a novel that I had worked on for two years, and was still dealing with the after effects of that decision. I was sitting on the floor of the used book shop in our library, surrounded by books, eavesdropping on the conversation of the two elderly volunteers manning the desk, when one of them said to the other: ‘It was the summer all of the children in the neighborhood got that virus’. I don’t know why but it intrigued me enough to write it down on the inside cover of one of the books I was buying. That sentence wouldn’t go away. Before long I had the character who voiced that sentence and then a group of characters, and a neighborhood and a virus. I wrote the first chapter as if someone were dictating it to me. It was crazy.

Robin, this is such a great story…and once again, that first sentence is awesome! So fun to hear how it came about :)
12. Would you give us a sneak peek into what your current WIP is?

It’s about a woman married to a larger than life artist and the choices she must make in order to save herself and her daughter.


The Grown Ups
A Novel
By: Robin Antalek
Releasing January 27th, 2015
William Morrow


From Robin Antalek, author of The Summer We Fell Apart, comes an evocative and emotionally resonant coming-of-age novel involving three friends who explore what it means to be happy, what it means to grow up, and the difficulties in doing both together. Spanning over a decade, and told in alternating voices, The Grown Ups explores the indelible bonds between friends and family and the challenges that threaten to divide them. It is the addictive and moving story of these old friends who wind up confronting their past in order to find happiness in their adult lives that make this novel an anticipated winter release.

Sam Turner, the summer he turns 15, feels lucky enough to enjoy the unexpected attention of his friend Suzie Epstein, even though it’s only a few secret months. For reasons Sam doesn’t entirely understand—and will never question—the budding relationship is kept hidden from their close circle of friends. But before their summer tans can even start to fade, Sam’s world unexpectedly shatters twice: Suzie’s parents are moving away to save their marriage, and his own mother has suddenly left the house, leaving Sam’s father alone to raise two sons.

Watching as her parents’ marital troubles escalate, Suzie Epstein takes on the responsibility of raising her two younger brothers while simultaneously planning an early escape to college to seek independence. Though she occasionally thinks of Sam, it’s her oldest friend Bella Spade she finds herself missing. Embarrassed by the destructive wake of her parents as they left the only place Suzie could call home, Suzie makes no attempt to reconnect with the one person she needs. Its years later that a chance meeting with Sam’s older brother Michael will reunite her with both Sam and Bella—finally forcing her to confront her friends, her past and what she left behind.

After losing Suzie, Bella surprisingly finds her first real love in Sam. But his inability to commit to her or even his own future eventually drives them apart. Watching Suzie and Michael as they seem to have worked it all out, Bella’s only to wonder where she went wrong and how to make it right.


Mrs. Spade died in the winter of their junior year of college and they all returned home for the funeral.

Bella had called from Vassar to tell Sam. He’d picked up the phone and heard his name and then nothing, just a rush of air across the wires followed by what sounded like a far away howling. Bella and Sam had continued, despite distance and any real commitment, to find their way back to each other. She surprised him first at school, showing up at his door, and they had fallen back onto his twin mattress as if they were starving.   It felt exotic, somehow, to be in a place where no one knew them as a couple. To hold hands as they shared crummy food off Sam’s meal ticket at the dining hall, to drink dollar pitchers at The Rat, to wake up next to each other and have sex without talking, like they had the map of what they liked inked indelibly in their brains. By the time Sam’s roommate returned from his girlfriend’s place, the weekend ended, the buzz would wear off, and Sam would think they wouldn’t do it again. Until one of them showed up on the doorstep of the other’s room and it started up all over again. Sam thought this thing with Bella was casual, comfortable. They had never labeled what they were or talked about where it was going. He thought that was what they both wanted. Or maybe they were just too scared to bring it up. Sam liked things the way they were until something like this happened, and he had no idea how to act or what they meant to each other.

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Robin Antalek is the author of The Summer We Fell Apart. Her nonfiction writing has been published in literary journals and in several collections, including The Beautiful Anthology; Writing off Script: Writers on the Influence of Cinema; and The Weeklings: Revolution #1 Selected Essays 2012-1013. Her short fiction has appeared in 52 Stories, Five Chapters, Sun Dog, The Southeast Review, and Literary Mama among others. She lives in Saratoga Springs, New York.


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Posted by on January 27, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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BOOK BLITZ ~ Beyond Limits by Laura Griffin ~ Giveaway


Beyond Limits
The Tracers Series #8
By: Laura Griffin
Releasing January 27th, 2015
Pocket Books


FBI agent Elizabeth LeBlanc is still caught in the aftermath of her last big case when she runs into the one man from her past who is sure to rock her equilibrium even more. Navy SEAL Derek Vaughn is back home from a harrowing rescue mission in which he found evidence of a secret terror cell on US soil. Elizabeth knows he’ll do anything to unravel the plot—including seducing her for information. And despite the risks involved, she’s tempted to let him. . . .

On the surface Derek’s offering a simple deal—Elizabeth provides him with intel, he delivers the terrorist. But he knows nothing about Elizabeth is easy, and now their volatile relationship threatens to distract him from the most important mission of his career. Together with the forensics experts at the Delphi Center, he and Elizabeth are closing in on the truth, but it may not be fast enough to avert a devastating impending attack . . . or stop a ruthless enemy from escaping to kill again.



It was full-on rush hour by the time Elizabeth reached the city, so she crossed Starbucks off her list, although she sorely needed caffeine. Even without the call-out, she’d had a bad night. Most of it had been spent curled on her sofa, flipping channels and determinedly avoiding CNN as she downed chamomile tea, which was supposedly a natural sleep aid. After weeks of drinking the stuff, she’d discovered it worked great when accompanied by Ambien.

She pulled into the bunker-like parking garage and found a space. Flipping down the vanity mirror, she checked for any telltale signs of fogginess. Her eyes were bloodshot, her skin sallow. She smoothed her ponytail and fluffed her new bangs. She’d had them cut a few months ago in an effort to hide her scar, but she wasn’t crazy about the look. A little too schoolgirl, which wasn’t helpful. As a five-four blonde, she already had enough trouble getting people to take her seriously.

She flipped up the mirror, disgusted. She had more important things to worry about today than her appearance. Such as her boss’s reaction when he heard about the murder of her newly recruited informant.

Elizabeth’s stomach tightened with nerves as she walked into the office and rode up the elevator. The doors slid open. She made her way toward her cubicle and saw Maxwell talking to a pair of agents outside his office. He’d probably heard by now. Would he dress her down at the staff meeting or call her into his office beforehand?

He spotted her, and the grim look on his face told her he’d received the news. Elizabeth changed course, bracing herself for a blast of criticism as she approached.

“Sir, I need to talk to you about—”

“Save it. You’ve got a visitor.” He tipped his head toward one of the men standing nearby.

“Hello, Elizabeth.”

She blinked at him, taken aback. “Gordon. What—”

“Feel free to use my office,” Maxwell told him, then gave her a sharp nod. “We’ll talk later.”

Gordon watched her, his look unreadable. He was based in Washington, but if he’d spent the morning on an airplane, you’d never know it from his immaculate suit and shiny wingtips. Agents who worked for him sometimes called him “Wall Street,” and she hadn’t figured out whether it was because of his clothes or because his all-business demeanor reminded them of Gordon Gecko.

He gestured toward the empty office. “After you.”

Polite as always. She stepped inside and felt a chill down her spine as the door thudded shut. She glanced through the window into the bullpen and caught the baffled looks of her coworkers, who were obviously wondering why the Bureau’s newly promoted assistant director of counterterrorism wanted to see her.

Gordon tucked his hands into his pockets and stepped past Maxwell’s desk. He had an athletic build, good posture. His salt-and-pepper hair was trimmed short, as she remembered it. Despite the demands of his job, he took care of himself.

He turned to look at her. “How have you been?”

She started to say “Fine” but remembered something else she’d learned about him a year ago. He was a human lie detector.

“Busy,” she said.

He lifted an eyebrow, then turned to study Maxwell’s ego wall, which featured his Princeton diplomas, along with several framed photos of him rubbing elbows with VIPs: the FBI director, a few senators, the Texas governor.

“Have you been following the news out of Afghanistan?”

She cleared her throat. “You mean the hostages?”


“The newspaper said they were rescued by NATO forces.”

The paper hadn’t specified what type of forces. But since meeting a SEAL team last summer, Elizabeth had been paying close attention and had learned to read between the lines. A team of commandos storming a compound and plucking civilians from the hands of Taliban insurgents? The mission had SEAL written all over it.

“Many of the details weren’t made public.” Gordon turned to face her. “The team that conducted the raid recovered some interesting info during their SSE sweep.”

SSE. She racked her brain.

“Sensitive site exploitation,” he provided.

“You mean computers?”

“A laptop, a thumb drive. The information there was surprisingly minimal, but they also collected a cache of papers, including several detailed maps of Houston.”

Houston. Not D.C., not New York, but Houston, Texas. Elizabeth’s palms felt sweaty and she tucked them into her pockets. “What’s in Houston?”

He smiled slightly. “You mean besides six million people? Three major sports venues, a world-renowned medical center, a Christian megachurch.” He sat on the edge of Maxwell’s desk. “Not to mention the corporate headquarters of some of the world’s largest energy companies.”

She clamped her mouth shut. Maybe she’d look less ignorant if she let him talk.

“It was a take-no-prisoners raid,” he continued. “However, when the commandos saw this cache of intel, they grabbed a young man who’d been subdued, hoping some of our CIA guys could persuade him to talk.”

“Did they?”

His mouth tightened. “He’s no longer cooperating.”

What did that mean, exactly?

“And unfortunately, after poring through all the intel, our analysts believe the terrorists planning the attack were not in the compound when the raid went down. As far as we know, they’re still at large.” He paused and watched her. “Homeland Security’s staffed up a joint task force to investigate this potential plot and interrupt it.”

Elizabeth’s mind was reeling. She’d admired Gordon since the day she’d met him, both as an investigator and as a leader. The thought of working with him again made her giddy and nervous and terrified all at the same time.

He stepped closer and gazed down at her.

“Your SAC says you had a rough spring. He thinks you’re not up for this assignment.”

Anger welled in her chest.

“If you join my team, I need to know that you’re one hundred percent. Are you?”

“One hundred and ten. Sir.”

He held her gaze, the human lie detector. Her heart thudded so loudly she could hear it. Time seemed to stretch out. He glanced at his watch. “Be at San Antonio International Airport in two hours. Pack light.”

Relief flooded her. “We’re going to Houston?”

“California. Naval Amphibious Base Coronado, to be precise.” He crossed the room and reached for the door. “We need to interview some SEALs.”


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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author LAURA GRIFFIN started her career in journalism before venturing into the world of romantic suspense. She is a two-time RITA Award winner (for the books Scorched and Whisper of Warning) as well as the recipient of the Daphne du Maurier Award (for Untraceable). Laura currently lives in Austin, where she is working on her next book. Visit Laura at or

Laura Griffin

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*Laura is hosting a Tour Wide Giveaway of TWO Print Bundles including SCORCHED and TWISTED*



Posted by on January 26, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Shannyn Schroeder author of Just A Taste ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome our special guest Shannyn Schroeder to the blog today. She’s talking about the research she put into her latest release Just a Taste. Afterward, check out a blurb and excerpt.

And…don’t forget to enter her awesome giveaway!!!

Take it away Shannyn…


The Story Behind the Story – Just a Taste
By: Shannyn Schroeder

Although Liam O’Leary appears in other O’Leary books, readers don’t really get a sense of who he is until Catch Your Breath (O’Learys 4), which is Moira’s story. There they got to see a bit of his personality and his restlessness in relation to his job.

When I sat down to write Just a Taste, I knew I had to shake Liam up. He’s a steady, quiet guy who isn’t quick to make decisions. He’s a chef, working at a popular restaurant and he’s successful, but he wants more. In earlier books, he mentions possibly opening his own restaurant. Instead of giving him his obvious dream, I wanted to challenge him, so I decided he needed to work on a food truck—limited space, limited options, limited control. All of these would test a guy used to running a kitchen and telling everyone what to do.

I think this book probably took more research than others because there was so much I didn’t know. Although food trucks have been popular around the country and on TV, they’re relatively new to Chicago. I did a lot of reading about the history of trucks in the city and spent even more time learning about how hard Chicago is when it comes to the rules and regulations for food trucks (oh, the pages and pages of regulations). It’s kind of crazy, and I still don’t know how these guys can stay in business.

Beyond having to learn about food trucks, I also needed to learn some about food in general. What kind of food would Liam make for a special date with Carmen? (lamb and polenta – which I’ve never eaten) Liam has to relearn how to make Mexican food, and I wanted Carmen to be able to bring something to the table, even though she acts like she hates cooking. I wanted her to teach Liam to make her dad’s mole sauce. So of course, I had to look up a bunch of recipes. I didn’t actually make these recipes because I’m lazy and I live in a city with access to good Mexican food. I chose mole sauce because I like it, but I’m not brave enough to try to cook it. I did, however, experiment with cheesecake recipes for Liam. I love to bake, so developing my own recipe was fun.

Towards the end of the book, Carmen goes to Mexico, so I had more research to do. I’ve never been there, so I needed to figure out where her family might’ve come from and what she would want to see while there, as well as ideas for food for her to bring back.

While I’d never consider myself a “foodie,” this book has definitely given me an appreciation for those who spend their lives cooking for others. The real kick in the pants for me is that I’ve spent so many hours learning all of this and only a tiny portion shows up in the book. I begin to wonder if readers even notice.

When reading a book, do you assume the author did her research, or do you question things?


Just a Taste
The O’Learys # 5
By: Shannyn Schroeder
Releasing January 19th, 2015


Grief has brought them together again—will love open the door to their future? When it’s an O’Leary in the picture, finding out is just part of the adventure…

Carmen Delgado is left reeling when her father dies. Taking care of him has been her sole purpose for so long, she’s forgotten what it’s like to have dreams of her own. And with steady, sexy Liam O’Leary inheriting a share in her dad’s successful food truck, Carmen is suddenly free to explore her life’s possibilities. She never expected Liam to provide the kind of temptation she’s not sure she can resist…

A talented chef, Liam O’Leary has been itching to open his own restaurant for years—and the death of his mentor is a reminder that time passes too quickly. Gus’s Taco Taxi isn’t exactly what he dreamed of, but he can’t desert Gus’s daughter. Working side by side is an unexpected pleasure—and grownup Carmen is alluring in all new ways. Is love on the menu—or will old fears and insecurities drive them apart?


“Are you trying to get me drunk?”

“I’m not trying to, but if it happens, so be it. Everyone needs to cut loose on occasion.” His glass was still near full. “I’ll make sure you get home safely.”

She sighed. Safe had been her whole life. Maybe she was tired of being safe. The waitress brought her second drink and Carmen wondered what she and Liam would talk about. The alcohol was loosening her up, but she found that he was okay with sitting in silence.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t. “Are you naturally antisocial or what?”

Somewhere in her brain, she knew the question probably came out sounding rude, but she didn’t have the skills to fix it at this particular moment.

“No. At least I don’t think so. Why do you ask?”

“When you worked at the restaurant, it felt like you were always on your own. I’d talk with the other staff, both front of house and back, but you kept your distance.” She wanted to ask why he’d avoided her, never asked her out like the other guys had. She’d never taken any of them seriously, so she’d always turned them down, but she probably would’ve said yes to him.

He shrugged. “I didn’t feel welcome most of the time.”

Liam had felt like an outsider? The thought had never occurred to her. “That’s too bad. I would’ve welcomed you.”

He smiled again, the lines in his cheeks deepening. “You were usually looking for a way to escape. Why did you hate working there so much?”

Blowing out a breath, she raised her drink to her lips. How she could explain her need to avoid the temptation of food. By the age of seventeen, she’d already been teased so much about her weight, that all she wanted was to be thin. Being in the restaurant, around her favorite foods, made it near impossible.

She looked into Liam’s cool blue assessing eyes. And lied. “I didn’t hate the whole restaurant. Just the kitchen stuff. I don’t like to cook. It’s not my thing.”

“Maybe I should give you lessons.”

She thought of his strong, capable hands, the roped muscles in his forearms, and suppressed a shiver. What was wrong with her?

“What is your thing?”

Hmm…the question was innocent enough, but she’d spent so much time with Rosa and the alcohol filtering into her brain made her thoughts not so innocent. She was beginning to think he might be her thing. “Business. That’s what I majored in for college. I’ve been taking care of the office stuff for my dad since I’ve been home.”

He pressed his lips together like he had to consider her answer. She drank some more. The second margarita went down even smoother than the first and she was reminded why she’d gotten drunk so easily. Liam’s glass was empty.

“Do you want another, or do you have to go?” she asked.

“I’ll get you another. I’ll stick with water. I’m driving.”

See, she knew he was one of those super-responsible guys. That’s what her dad always said. Liam is a good boy. Find a man like him, Carmen, and you’ll be fine. “My dad really loved you.”

Liam froze, his arm in the air again to get the waitress’s attention. When the waitress came over he ordered for them. Then he turned in his seat to fully face her. “I loved Gus too. I’m sorry I wasn’t around more.”

“Shoot. I didn’t say that to make you feel bad. I was thinking about him and you and stuff he always said.”

“I know, but I do feel bad. We talked on the phone sometimes, but I should’ve made time to visit.”

She reached out and rubbed his forearm. Her dark skin contrasted sharply with his pale complexion. “He understood. He liked that you were going after your dreams and finding success. You were like a son to him.”

The alcohol had her babbling and she hadn’t even started on her third one yet. She didn’t want to stop, though. Allowing the alcohol to relax her was freeing. She didn’t have to put on a brave face for anyone. She didn’t have to pretend to know what she was doing or that she had her shit together.

Right here, in this moment, she could just be a halfway drunk girl hanging out with an old friend. A cute old friend, which made the evening better.


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Shannyn Schroeder is the author of the O’Leary series, contemporary romances centered around a large Irish-American family in Chicago and the new Hot & Nerdy series about 3 nerdy friends and their last spring break. When she’s not wrangling her three kids or writing, she watches a ton of TV and loves to bake cookies.

Shannyn Schroeder

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Posted by on January 23, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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What to Read Wednesday with Rhenna Morgan author of Unexpected Eden ~ Giveaway

I’m so glad you joined me for What to Read Wednesday. Today we have debut author Rhenna Morgan visiting. She’s talking about labeling her work and sharing her debut Unexpected Eden! Love the cover and I think you will too. 

Don’t forget to enter Rhenna’s giveaway as well…the link is at the end of the post!

Take it away Rhenna…


Categorizing a Melting Pot Romance

Hey, Christine! Thank you so much for hosting me today and sharing all the details on my debut release, Unexpected Eden.

Writing this book was definitely a challenge. Not so much from a story perspective, but from the learning side of things. I’ve had lots of people tell me, “I’ve thought of writing a book myself,” but few people really dive into the process and have the opportunity to learn just how much (and how many iterations) go into the final product.

Oddly, it wasn’t all the edit rounds that gave me the most struggles. Nor did the title or the blurbs (those handy summaries on the back of the books). Those were relatively easy—once I stopped procrastinating in the form of man-candy research on Facebook and Pinterest, of course. J

No, the hard part for me came when it was time to label my work. The first time someone asked me what the genre was, my mouth shot open to answer, and then promptly froze. There wasn’t one easy answer.

My first thought was paranormal. It seemed a catchall placeholder for all things not possible in today’s world. (Well, not so far as we’ve been able to prove anyway. J) But the more I thought about it, it seemed the paranormal genre targeted mostly vampires, shape shifters, angles, and demons. That seemed all wrong for Eden and the Myren race.

So, I hopped to Fantasy. The look and feel of Eden is very old world in much of its architecture—no power lines in site, pure, rainbow-laden skies, and vibrant colors that would make Avatar’s world of Pandora seem pale in comparison.

But there’s a modern edge to Eden too. A new-agey mysticism born from their deeply spiritual connection to The Great One. And they interact with the modern human realm whenever they need to—even though we humans aren’t aware of it. Hard to keep modern attitudes and slang out of a culture when you’re visiting a modern world for trade or vacations, right? I was afraid if I called the genre Fantasy Romance, I’d give people the impression it was more along the lines of Lord of the Rings, when in fact, everyone’s up to speed on Google and the almighty dollar.

Where I ended up – Contemporary Fantasy Romance. Kind of a Thor setting with a Black Dagger Brotherhood attitude.

Clarifying the heat level wasn’t any easier. To this day, I’m still not sure how I’d categorize where Unexpected Eden falls on the naughty scale. It’s certainly not all about sex, but I sure didn’t pull punches on the intimate parts. Suffice it to say, I panic every time someone from church says they wanted to read it…and my daughters aren’t allowed to touch it until they’re twenty-one. I think that gets you in the general ballpark.

My question to readers is this—how important is categorization to you when selecting a book? Are you a die-hard fan for only certain genres? Or do you flit between whatever suits your current mood? Do you like the books that blend many genres into one? Or are you more of a purest?

If you’re up for some blurred lines, I hope you’ll pick up a copy of Unexpected Eden and join Eryx and Lexi in their adventures. I know they’d be happy to have you along for the ride…just don’t leave it laying around for the under eighteen crowd.

Thanks again for having me today! Hope to see you in paradise soon!




Unexpected Eden
The Eden Series # 1
By: Rhenna Morgan
Released December 29th, 2014
Lyrical / Kensington


Most people believe Eden no longer exists. Lexi Merrill’s about to learn they’re wrong. A hard-working bartender with a self-sufficient backbone and a wary nature, she knows pickup lines like a second language. So, when Eryx Shantos barges into her world with too-smooth words and a body to back it up, she locks up her libido and vows to keep her distance.

Eryx has other ideas. As king of the Myren race, Eryx is duty-bound to enforce the laws preventing exposure of their existence to humans. Yet The Fates have led him through his dreams to Lexi, a temptation he doesn’t want to resist. The question is, is she Myren, or human – which makes her forbidden fruit?

When Eryx’s nemesis tags Lexi as his next target, Eryx insists on taking her home where he can keep her safe. Lexi had no idea “home” would mean the one-and-only land of creation…or that she’d trigger a prophecy that could doom her newfound race.


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Rhenna Morgan writes for the same reason she reads—to escape reality.
Yes, her life rocks—two beautiful little girls, a great husband, a steady job, and the kind of friends that would take you out back if you hurt her. But, like most women, she’s got obligations stacked tight from dusk to dawn. So, when the world gets her down, she slips into something…less realistic.
Romance is a must. So is a steamy romp (or four). Nothing thrills her more than the fantasy of new, exciting worlds, strong, intuitive men, and the sigh of, “Oh if only that could happen to me.”
So, if you’re picking up one of her books, expect portals into alternate realms and men who’ll fight to keep the women they want. Romantic escape for the women who need it.

Rhenna Morgan

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*Rhenna is hosting a Tour Wide Giveaway for:*
Grand Prize: $25.00 Amazon Gift Card, Print or eBook copy of UNEXPECTED EDEN, Eden Series Tote Bag, Coffee Mug, Pen/Stylus and Post Its.

Runner Up: $25.00 Amazon Gift Card and eBook of UNEXPECTED EDEN


Posted by on January 21, 2015 in What to Read Wednesday


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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Patricia Rosemoor author of Dangerous ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome author Patricia Rosemoor to the blog today! She’s talking about tattoos, research and her latest release Dangerous.

At the end of her post, please don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway :)

Take it away Patricia…

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Patricia Rosemoor


One of the aspects I really enjoy about writing is the research I do to make the story more credible and to feel it come alive. When I started writing DANGEROUS, I had no idea that I would use tattooing or that it would become such an important element in the story.

I began by giving my hero Drago a body tattoo because I thought it would be fun and sexy. So a large dragon covers half his back – the head hangs over his shoulder. I can only imagine how impressive that would be in person, but it would look something like this:

Within the story, bikers and gang members are secondary characters. Getting inked is pretty much the norm among both groups, and not all of the ink is professionally done – often they tattoo each other. They use tats to identify themselves as members of a specific gang. And sometimes they record incidents of violence or murder. Check out some examples of Chicago gang art:

But gang members aren’t the only ones who use tattoos to identify themselves. People often get inked to remember something significant that happened in their lives. Or to honor loved ones. Some tats are verses, using the handwriting of the person they want to honor. And other people honor their dead by using their ashes in the ink. This has been true since ancient times.

Tattoos can also make a fashion statement, allowing the wearer to express his or her own style using body art. The tats can be fabulously done and beautiful, wether the wearer has body art on his back or head or arms (called sleeves). Follow this link to see some beautiful body art:

Another reason some people get tattooed is to make money by using their bodies for advertising. One woman had a casino logo inked on her forehead to make $15,000. Hum, was it worth the money? The thing to remember is that no matter the reason – to wear as body art, to identify one’s self, to honor another person, to cover scars, to wake up wearing permanent make-up (another angle I used in Dangerous, one that helped lead Camille and Drago to the killer) – anyone considering getting a tattoo has to realize it’s permanent!

Well, sort of.

There are treatments to remove tattoos that at least partially work. Removal treatments include dermabrasion, an acid that removes the top layers of skin or cryosurgery – all better than early forms of removal like injecting wine, lime, garlic or even less savory materials under the skin. Now lasers are used to remove tats. For some reason, darker inks can be removed more completely.

I’m thinking tats are not for me – except in the stories I write, of course – but if you’re thinking about getting some body art, you’ll find the most popular designs here:



By: Patricia Rosemoor

Releasing January 6th, 2015




Fans of Linda Howard will love Dangerous, the story of a driven female cop who teams up with an irresistible ex-con to bring a killer to justice—and discovers that breaking the rules is hotter on the wrong side of the law.

Chicago homicide detective Camille Martell will stop at nothing to track down “Angel,” a sexual predator who has already butchered two young victims—even after her off-the-books investigation leads to her suspension. But when her relentless attempts to contact Angel online puts her teenage neighbor in mortal danger, Camille’s worst fears are realized. Panicked and overwhelmed with guilt, Camille needs help—even if it comes from the one man she swore she’d do anything to forget.

After serving time for a trumped-up charge, private investigator Drago Nance doesn’t trust cops. Nothing will change that, not even the steamy weekend with Camille that burned itself into his memory. But with an innocent girl’s life at stake, Drago can’t ignore the need in Camille’s eyes, or the heated promise in her touch. He agrees to help—if she’s willing to play by his rules. He just never suspected that seducing his partner could be just as thrilling as chasing a madman.


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Author Info

With 90 novels and more than seven million books in print, Patricia Rosemoor is fascinated with “dangerous love” – combining romance with danger. She has written various forms of romantic and paranormal romantic thrillers, even romantic horror, bringing a different mix of thrills and chills to her stories.

Patricia has won a Golden Heart from Romance Writers of America and two Reviewers Choice and two Career Achievement Awards from RT BOOKreviews, and in her other life, she teaches Popular Fiction and Suspense-Thriller Writing, credit courses at Columbia College Chicago. Three of her Columbia grad students and two students from other venues are now published in novel-length fiction

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Posted by on January 20, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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BOOK BLITZ ~ Once Loved by Cecy Robson ~ Giveaway


Once Loved
Shattered Past # 2
By: Cecy Robson
Releasing Jan 20th, 2015
Loveswept: Flirt


He’s the campus golden boy. She’s picking up the pieces of her broken past. But in Cecy Robson’s scorching novel of second chances—perfect for readers of Monica Murphy and J. Lynn—their differences only make their connection more explosive.
Every memory Lety Tres Santos has from her childhood comes with a scar—some emotional, some physical. Her father is an abusive drug addict, and her mother enables his destructive behavior. College offers Lety a fresh start . . . until her father finds a way to ruin that, too. Now, after losing her scholarship to kick off junior year, Lety must somehow stay in school, pay tuition, and turn a deaf ear to the whispers that follow her. And she intends to do it all without Brody Quaid’s help.
Brody is a lacrosse star, a 4.0 student—and as a freshman, he fell hard for the beautiful and spirited Lety. But their relationship crashed and burned because he couldn’t break through the walls she’s put up around her heart. With Lety hurting more than ever, Brody strives to win her back and make her believe in real love and true partnership. That will mean opening up secrets locked away in his own past—and trusting someone more than he’s ever dared.
Lety knows how painful it can be to depend on the wrong man. She also knows how much Brody wants to do this the right way. But it takes more than sizzling desire to move on and build a future together.



I smiled, recognizing his voice from the thirty-minute phone interview. “Hi, Dr. Frenen, I’m Lety Tres Santos. May I come in, sir?”
The locks clicked and one door opened as if pulled. I stepped inside, into a three-story foyer with a cream-colored tray ceiling, except there was no one there to greet me. Mahogany wood and deeper cream walls surrounded me. I hesitated, unsure about where I should go and unwilling to wander.
“Here, child. Over here.”
Dr. Frenen waved to me from the top of a sprawling staircase. The interior’s dimension and architecture were so overwhelming, I hadn’t even noticed him until he waved.
I carefully walked across the parquet hardwood floor to the bottom of the stairs. A wheelchair lift waited at the top, its sturdy rails anchored with thick screws and running the length of the staircase.
Dr. Frenen waited behind a heavy wooden gate that matched the dark wood staircase to perfection. A little boy about six clung to his arm, his head poking just above the gate and watching me with inquisitive blue eyes. “Hurry, child. Mr. Moore is waiting.”
I smiled at the little boy, his presence somehow reassuring me that, yeah, I needed to be here, and no, I wouldn’t be eaten. He paused before flashing me a toothy grin. I didn’t know much about the kid, only the brief discussion I’d had with Dr. Frenen, but I already liked him.
Dr. Frenen pointed to an electronic keypad drilled into the post. I hadn’t initially noticed it. Someone had gone to great lengths to add high-tech devices without disturbing the Tudor’s classic elegance.
“Seven thousand, eight hundred, and ninety-one,” Dr. Frenen said, nodding toward the little boy.
“Got it.” He had given me the code in a way the little boy couldn’t understand. I punched in 7-8-9-1 and the gate clicked open.
“Be sure to shut it right away, Lety. Tommy’s balance isn’t always steady and he needs help managing the stairs.”
I shut the gate and knelt down. “You’re Tommy?” He grinned and nodded hard enough to shake his jet-black hair. “I’m Lety. Will you hold my hand, handsome?”
Dr. Frenen smiled when Tommy released him to grasp my fingers. “Well, it’s evident you’re good with children. Let’s see how you are with adults.” He walked ahead of me. “Tommy just turned eight.
“I know Tommy appears younger,” Dr. Frenen added when I glanced his way. “The brain damage he incurred in the motor vehicle accident has affected his growth, development, and speech. Right now, he possesses the mental capacity of a four-year-old and the vocabulary of a toddler. We’re hoping that with the right amount of therapy, he will improve with time.”
“Of course he will.” I turned my arm around in a wide circle and spun him. He giggled and staggered slightly, but I managed to help him keep his balance. He laughed harder when I did it again. “We’re going to have fun. Aren’t we, dude?”

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CECY ROBSON is the New Adult and Contemporary author of the Shattered Past series, and the award winning author of the Weird Girls Urban Fantasy Romance series. A self-proclaimed professional napper, Cecy counts among her talents a jaw-dropping knowledge of useless trivia, the ability to make her hair big, and a knack for breaking into song, despite her family’s vehement protests. A full-time writer, registered nurse, wife, and mother living in the South, Cecy enjoys spending time with her family and silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.

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Posted by on January 19, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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Special Guest ~ Kristina Knight author of The Daughter He Wanted

Thank you for joining me and special guest Kristina Knight on the blog today. Kristi has become a great friend of mine over the years and I’m super excited to have her on the blog again, especially since she’s sharing her Harlequin Super Romance The Daughter He Wanted.

Kristi writes wonderful stories that will tug at your heartstrings and have you rooting for both the hero and heroine.

Today she is sharing her play list. So, please help me welcome her to the blog and drool along with me as I devour her cover. Love it!

Take it away Kristina…


Behind the Book: The Daughter He Wanted/Music Playlist
by Kristina Knight

I’ll let you in on a little secret: I can’t write without music. Seriously. My brain stops sending messages to my fingers and I freeze. Sounds crazy, doesn’t it? A writer should be able to write from anywhere…and I can, as long as there is music, too.

I know several writers who listen to a specific playlist from the start of a project all the way through edits. I don’t do that. My writing process requires different types of music for different areas: when I’m drafting, it’s light classical or jazz. No Muzak and no instrumentals of popular songs because I’ll wind up singing and not writing. Once the draft is in the can and I’m on to edits, my playlist comes into play, and it will have a little bit of everything from pop and rock to country and even some oldies thrown in for good measure. While I’m editing, the songs on my playlist will help me remember the mood of a scene or the crux of my hero’s or heroine’s problem…or the song will remind me of the book in general.

Here’s a sampling of the playlist behind my new SuperRomance, The Daughter He Wanted:

(Kissed You) Goodnight by Gloriana
Love Somebody by Maroon 5
Sing Together by Train
A Life That’s Good by The Cast of Nashville
Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars
Friday Night by Lady Antebellum
I Wanna Make You Close Your Eyes by Dierks Bentley

Book Details:
The Daughter He Wanted, Harlequin Superromance, January 2015
The Daddy Surprise
Since the loss of his wife, Alex Ryan has been living a half-life. But with one phone call, Alex discovers he’s the biological father of a four-year-old girl…and everything changes.
Single mom Paige Kenner preferred to have a family without the man. Now suddenly there’s Alex, who desperately wants to be a father to her little girl. A gorgeous, kind and committed father. Letting a stranger into their lives is far too dangerous—especially if his presence stirs a part of Paige that she longs to forget…
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“Would you like some iced tea?” Prim and proper and not at all what she wanted to ask. She wanted to be direct, tell him he had no business here. That he needed to leave. Something held her back.


Alex shook his head and Paige motioned him to sit at the island counter while she refreshed her glass. She wasn’t thirsty but it was something to do with her hands so she fussed with slices of lemon and added more ice before putting the pitcher back into the fridge.


Finally there was nothing left to do so she turned back to the man at the counter, trying to ignore the assessing way he watched her. Despite the casual clothes, Alex Ryan was the mirror image of everything she had left behind in her parents’ home, from the set of his shoulders to the judgment she saw in the thin line of his mouth. Rigid standards and rules she could never live up to. Expectations that had left her heartbroken and wounded. She didn’t need his approval, she reminded herself. It wasn’t like she’d asked him to come into her home and disrupt her life.


It wasn’t as if she’d had his permission to use his semen, either.


The clinic sent a file with his pertinent information, but Paige couldn’t force herself to read it. A small piece of her had hoped that if she ignored the report the man would ignore her. Now she wished she had read it cover to cover instead of putting it in her bottom desk drawer.


Her gaze caught on the picture of Kaylie at her fourth birthday party, cake frosting up to her eyebrows, princess crown askew, charging after the boys with her blue lightsaber.


Kaylie was the reason for all of this. Paige had wanted a family, so much so that on her twenty-fourth birthday she’d decided to take life by the horns and create the family she dreamed of. The sweet, smart, silly girl was everything Paige needed. No men needed to apply and since Kay-lie had been born, not even a handful had stuck around through dinner.


And here was one more. A man so afraid of commitment he hadn’t known whether to get out of his car or run screaming into the warm Missouri afternoon.


No, that was unfair. She didn’t know anything about Alex Ryan.


A man so gorgeous the rebellious part of Paige, the part of her she couldn’t get rid of no matter how much she tried to pretend it didn’t exist, was glad her daughter wasn’t here. Wanted to flirt. Wished they’d met at a bar or under any other circumstances so that she could flirt and touch and see if the attraction she felt for him, he felt for her, too.


She glanced at her watch. Just over an hour until her best friend, Alison, would bring Kaylie back from her swim lesson at the rec center. The principal at her school required impromptu meetings now and then; today Alison was able to step in and help Paige. She was grateful. Alison was her biggest supporter and cheerleader. Paige hated missing the lesson, but Alison liked playing auntie for Kaylie from time to time. This introduction needed to get moving and get over with because, until she knew exactly what Alex Ryan’s intentions were, he was not getting anywhere near her daughter.


“So, this is awkward.” She blurted the words out, not sure where else to start. “We have a child together but I don’t know anything about you.”


He offered her a half smile, making his eyes crinkle at the corners and accentuating a little scar at the corner of his full lips. The tension she’d felt when he’d brushed past her ratcheted up a notch and she admitted to herself it wasn’t fear at all. It was flat-out excitement. Want. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt such an instant attraction to a man. Attraction was bad. Very, very bad. Attraction meant throwing all her rules about relationships out the window. Attraction led to mistakes and mistakes could hurt Kaylie.


Hurt Paige.


She gulped some tea, hoping it would put out the sizzle of heat that seemed to grow with every second Alex was in her kitchen.



Author Bio:

Once upon a time, Kristina Knight spent her days running from car crash to fire to meetings with local police–no, she wasn’t a troublemaker, she was a journalist. Her career took her all over the United States, writing about everything from a serial killer’s capture to the National Finals Rodeo. Along the way she found her very own Knight in Shining Cowboy Boots and an abiding love for romance novels. And just like the characters from her favorite books, she’s living her own happily ever after.

Kristina writes sassy contemporary romance novels; her books have appeared on Kindle Best Seller Lists. She loves hearing from readers, so drop her a line!

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Posted by on January 16, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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