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INTERVIEW with Shannyn Schroeder author of Hold Me Close ~ GIVEAWAY

Please help me welcome author Shannyn Schroeder to the blog today! She’s agreed to take the hot seat and answer a few questions so we can get to know her a little better. I’m excited to have her here and learn more about her and her latest release Hold Me Close.

After the interview check out her blurb and excerpt, and then enter her giveaway! The link is at the end of the post :)

Let’s get started…

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Describe yourself using 5 words :)

Hardworking, stubborn, sarcastic, honest, loyal

What did you have for breakfast?

Egg whites (pretty boring, but at least a little healthy)

Maybe it’s boring, but sounds good to me. lol What’s your favorite holiday and why?

This one is tough – when I was younger, I loved Halloween. I dressed up all the way through college. But now, I’d say Christmas is my favorite because it’s such a special day with my kids.

Tell us your favorite part of the writing process.

Drafting. Sitting down and getting the words on the page the first time, without worrying about rules or plot or pacing is what I love. It’s the discovery of the characters that’s so much fun.

The first draft is always exciting! I love choosing my character names. How did you go about choosing your hero and heroine’s names?

My heroine is a secondary character that first appeared in More Than This (O’Learys #1). When I named all of the O’Leary siblings, I looked for nice Irish names that would sound good with O’Leary. I can’t really remember how I came up with Shane’s name.

I usually look at baby name web sites and I do have a character-naming book that I use. I often look at the meanings of names before choosing them. Then I make sure they sound good together.

Your process is similar to mine. Love it :) How come you write the genre you do?

After writing my first two manuscripts (which will probably remain on my hard drive forever), I discovered my writer’s voice. Those first two books were romantic suspense. I love to read romantic suspense, but even as I wrote them, I knew they weren’t suspense-y enough. Then I had the idea for More Than This (O’Learys #1), which was clearly contemporary romance. I started reading the genre and fell in love with romance all over again. I found that contemporary romance is where my writer’s voice lies. Plus, I’m a sucker for the happy ending for regular people.

If you could tweet us your favorite line in your book, what would it be? (Yep, you get 140 characters)

“It’s your charm that usually lands you in the most trouble.” – Shane Callahan

Describe your hero through your heroine’s eyes.

Strong, dependable, comfortable

What three words best describe your heroine?

Feisty, determined, lost

Do you have a writing ritual…do you wear a lucky pair of socks, drink a certain drink, light a candle…or do you just go with the flow?

I have my preferences – to be at my desk, with a Diet Coke, facing my collage inspiration board and listening to my soundtrack. However, because I have three kids, I’ve learned to write wherever, whenever I have time.

I’ve yet to try a collage board. I think that’s mainly because I don’t write in my office but on my couch in the living room. It’s all for the view. lol Why should we read your book?

My books about falling in love and dealing with family and figuring out who you are —very normal things for normal people. Hold Me Close is no exception.  It’s about two people figuring out how right they are for each other.

What’s your favorite part of any book to write…beginning, middle, or the end?

Although there’s not much sweeter than getting the last word typed (especially under deadline), I love the beginning of books because all the possibilities lie ahead.

Care to share with us what you have coming up?

Hold Me Close marks the end of the O’Leary series. Later this year, I have a trilogy of novellas releasing under my Hot & Nerdy new adult series. Then, next summer (yeah, you have to wait a whole year for a novel), a new series will start. The For Your Love series will be about the O’Malley family who were introduced in Catch Your Breath (O’Learys #4). Under Your Skin will be the first book, releasing next July in both print and mass market print.

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Hold Me Close
The O’Leary’s #6

By: Shannyn Schroeder

Releasing July 21, 2015

Kensington

Blurb

 

Leave it to the O’Learys to make romance a family affair… 

Maggie O’Leary is finally coming home to Chicago. After more than a year in Ireland, she’s ready to make a plan for her future. But first, she’ll have to confront the tragedy that scarred her so deeply. Asking for a job in the family bar is the first step, and it’s one her family isn’t entirely happy about. At least Shane Callahan, her best friend in the world, is behind her a hundred percent. He’s also a hundred percent more lovable than she remembered…

Shane is determined to keep Maggie safe, even if it means working three jobs and giving up sleep to be around during her shifts at the bar. But when Maggie boldly tells him she needs more than a loyal friend now, Shane knows a single night together won’t be possible. The idea of spirited Maggie in his bed is electrifying, but will she believe he wants to give her his heart, too?

 

 Link to Follow Tour:  http://www.tastybooktours.com/2015/05/hold-me-close-olearys-6-by-shannyn.html

Goodreads Link:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25590945-hold-me-close?from_search=true&search_version=service_impr

Goodreads Series Link:  https://www.goodreads.com/series/118304-the-o-learys

 EXCERPT

This was what life was supposed to be. Shane settled back into the couch with Maggie curled up next to him to watch TV like they had hundreds of times over the years. For the past few days, he’d been torn up knowing she was angry. Knowing they were in the same city without talking every day felt weird. They’d talked almost every day when she was halfway around the world.

He probably should’ve felt bad for throwing Ryan under the bus, but he didn’t. If Maggie knew this was all Shane’s idea, she might figure out how to stay mad. He needed to be in her corner, and she wouldn’t believe that if she knew the truth.

Maggie finished a second piece of pizza and stood. “You want something? Moira brought beer.”

He twitched. Although he drank, he never did with Maggie. He always figured that if she wasn’t drinking, it made her uncomfortable. “You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure she brought it. I put it in the fridge myself.” She looked at him like he was crazy.

“No. Are you sure it won’t bother you?”

“Why would it?”

He shifted forward and put the laptop back on the table. “Because you don’t drink.”

She continued to stare at him and her head tilted. “I choose not to drink because I don’t like to feel out of control.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “The last time I lost control like that, it didn’t end well. But it doesn’t bother me to be around people who drink. Shit. My whole family drinks. I work at a bar.”

Her eyes popped wide and she sank back to the couch. “You never drink around me. Why did I not realize that before?”

“Because it’s not important.”

“Yeah, it is.” She reached out and stroked his jaw. “You gave up drinking so I wouldn’t get upset. You’re the best kind of friend.”

With her hand on his face like that, he had a hard time keeping his thoughts friendly. “Don’t go overboard. I didn’t give up drinking altogether, just in front of you.”

“It’s still sweet.” She rose and went to the kitchen. When she came back, she held out a bottle of beer.

He accepted and said, “Thanks,” as he twisted the cap off.

Maggie sat and watched as he drank from the bottle.

“Ready for another show?”

She nodded and snuggled beside him again. If this was all he’d get out of life, he’d be happy. Maggie was safe and with him. At some point he might even be able to make a move to change their relationship. Every time he considered it, something stood in his way. At first, it was other guys. As a teen, she was rarely without a boyfriend. Then she’d been raped, and his greatest fear was that he would lose her, that she wouldn’t want to be near him because he hadn’t stopped it from happening. And then just as they seemed to be moving in that direction, she took off to Europe.

Part of him wanted to grab her and kiss her and tell her she’d always be safe with him.

But it would freak her out. She was still battling her demons. So he would wait until she was ready. He would have only one shot and he couldn’t afford to blow it.

Maggie was shoving at his shoulder, and he squinted at her. Damn. He’d fallen asleep.

“I would let you stay asleep, but this is my bed.”

He pushed forward. “What?” He rubbed his eyes.

“I don’t have a bed yet. I’m going shopping tomorrow. Until then, this is my bed.” She pointed at the couch.

“Why did you move if you don’t have furniture?”

She lifted a shoulder. “Anxious, I guess.”

He stood and stretched. “Sorry I fell asleep. Guess I was more tired than I thought.” He took his empty beer bottle to the kitchen. “Trash can?”

“On the shopping list for tomorrow.”

He shook his head. The girl hadn’t planned for anything. “I have a queen-sized bed. You’re welcome to share it with me.”

She chewed her lip again. “No, that’s okay. I’ll be fine here.”

He rolled his shoulders. They’d often crashed together, always fully clothed, a safe distance between them. The first time, they’d still been in high school, and he’d thought for sure the O’Learys were going to skin him. He and Maggie had studied late for finals and fell asleep. After that, it had been normal.

In fact, the one thing that told him they were okay after the rape was that she’d asked him to stay with her one night.

“You know where to find me if you change your mind.” He let himself out of her apartment and walked next door.

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Author Info/Links

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.

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Posted by on July 29, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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INTERVIEW with Vivienne Lorret author of The Maddening Lord Montwood ~ GIVEAWAY

Thank you for joining me on the blog today! Please help me welcome author Vivienne Lorret who penned the novel The Maddening Lord Montwood. Don’t you just love her cover? Well, wait until you read the blurb and excerpt :) Vivienne has agreed to take the hot seat and answer some questions so we could get to know her a little better.

Afterward, don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway. The link is at the end of the post.

Now let’s get started…

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Describe yourself in 3 sentences?

Nearly normal writer of romance. Excels at drinking copious amounts of tea. Enjoys using dark sense of humor to torture family.

Love it Vivienne~ lol  If we opened your refrigerator, what would we find?

Tea and milk. Everyone else has to fend for themselves.

I like how you think :) What’s your favorite food to cook?

I love to bake scones and come up with my own recipes.

I’m a huge advocate for experimenting in the kitchen, too. I love making up recipes. What’s under your bed?

Fluffy carpet—the boogeyman likes a soft, clutter-free place to sleep.

I love choosing my character names. How did you go about choosing your hero and heroine’s names?

For THE MADDENING LORD MONTWOOD, I’d given Lucan his name in the first book he appeared, Winning Miss Wakefield (Wallflower Weddings Series, book 2). I wanted a character that was dark and charming, and I thought “Lucan” fit that description perfectly. The heroine I had in mind was slightly prickly on the surface, but passionate and driven on the inside. “Frances Thorne” seemed to fit.

Great name choices! What’s the first sentence in your book?

Lucan Montwood wanted to get drunk.

Now the last sentence.

“Would you care to wager on that?”

Describe your hero through your heroine’s eyes.

Dark. Sexy. Spectacular backside. Tortured soul. Tender heart.

Where is your favorite place to write?

I enjoy the energy in my office. It’s usually quiet. A wall of books hugs the west wall, while a “flop spot,” complete with an assortment of pillows, lines the east wall.

Sounds perfect. Do you have a writing ritual—for example, do you wear a lucky pair of socks, have to have a certain drink, light a candle, or only sit in a special chair?

I do have a ritual. It involves an extra large mug and a lot of chai (aka, writer fuel).

Chai is awesome! Let’s play lucky seven.  Describe your book using only 7 words.

Fun. Rakish. Dark. Sexy. Wager. Danger. Love.

You got me with “wager”. I love stories that have a little betting going on. What’s your favorite part about writing?

Everything from the beginning—when there’s only a blank page and a hint of an idea—to the end—when the hero and heroine begin the rest of their lives together.

Care to share with us what you have coming up?

Thanks for asking! I’m so excited about my latest story—a novella for the Avon Christmas anthology, All I Want for Christmas is a Duke (coming out this December). This Regency anthology will also feature stories from USA Today bestselling author, Ashlyn Macnamara, along with Valerie Bowman and Tiffany Clare.

My novella is about a logic-minded duke who develops a formula for marriage—sort of a match.com for the Regency era. He’s very sure of himself… until he meets Ivy. Then the real romance begins.

Thank you so much for answering my questions, Vivienne.

Thank you for having me here today!

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The Maddening Lord Montwood
The Rakes of Fallow Hall # 3

By: Vivienne Lorret

Releasing July 14, 2015
Avon Impulse

Blurb

Frances Thorne learned at an early age to rely on herself. Yet, losing her job and her home and watching her father carted off to debtor’s prison all in one day, is too much for her to bear alone. When a generous offer of assistance falls into her lap, she ignores her better instincts and decides to take a chance. The last thing she needs is for the infuriating Lord Lucan Montwood to stand in her way.

The end of the bachelors’ wager is near, and Lucan Montwood can taste victory. Yet, on the precipice of finally gaining freedom from his debts, he’s incensed to learn that the beautiful Frances Thorne has fallen into an insidious trap in the guise of a new position. Lucan can’t deny the way her lips call to him and knows he must risk his own future to ensure her safety.

Convincing her to trust him is the hard part and resisting her is next to impossible. But falling in love with her? That’s far too simple.

 

 Link to Follow Tour:  http://www.tastybooktours.com/2015/06/the-maddening-lord-montwood-rakes-of.html

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22962525-the-maddening-lord-montwood?ac=1

Goodreads Series Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/131479-the-rakes-of-fallow-hall

 EXCERPT

“You are putting your faith in the wrong man.” Something akin to irritation flashed in his gaze, like a warning shot. He took another step. “Perhaps those spectacles require new lenses. They certainly aren’t aiding your sight.”

“I wear these spectacles for reading, I’ll have you know. Otherwise, my vision is fine,” she countered, ignoring the heady static charge in the air between them. “I prefer to wear them instead of risking their misplacement.”

“You wear them like a shield of armor.”

The man irked her to no end. “Preposterous. I’ve no need for a shield of any sort. I cannot help it if you are intimidated by my spectacles and by my ability to see right through you.”

He stepped even closer. An unknown force, hot and barely leashed, crackled in the ever-shrinking space. She watched as he slid the blank parchment toward him before withdrawing the quill from the stand. Ignoring her, he dipped the end into the ink and wrote something on the page.

Undeterred, she continued her harangue. “Though you may doubt it, I can spot those snakes—as you like to refer to members of your own sex—quite easily. I can come to an understanding of a man’s character within moments of introduction. I am even able to anticipate”—Lucan handed the parchment to her. She accepted it and absently scanned the page—“his actions.”

Suddenly, she stopped and read it again. “As soon as you’ve finished reading this, I am going to kiss you.”

While she was still blinking at the words, Lucan claimed her mouth. The parchment crinkled. She heard an indrawn breath but wasn’t sure if it was hers or his. All she knew was that the first press of his lips sent a ripple through her—her body clenching on a sigh of rapture as if she’d been waiting a lifetime for this. Her eyes closed.

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Author Info

USA Today bestselling author VIVIENNE LORRET loves romance novels, her pink laptop, her husband, and her two sons (not necessarily in that order … but there are days). Transforming copious amounts of tea into words, she is proud to be an Avon Impulse author of works including: “Tempting Mr. Weatherstone”, The Wallflower Wedding Series, and the Rakes of Fallow Hall series.

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

 

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BOOK BLAST ~ Making a Comeback by Kristina Mathews ~ GIVEAWAY

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Making a Comeback
More than a Game # 3

By: Kristina Mathews

Releasing July 7th, 2015

Lyrical Press

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Blurb

 

With a divorce in the works, Annabelle Jones heads out to Southern California, the land of sun and starting over. She wants to prove to herself and her young daughters that she still has what it takes to turn heads as a swimsuit model—that she doesn’t need a man to take care of her. Until an accident forces her to rely on the hunky, yet mysterious man next door…

Nathan Cooper is trying to revive his own career. Once a top left-handed relief pitcher, he tried to get over a hidden injury with the aid of banned substances. Not only was he caught and suspended, he was traded and missed out on winning the championship. Now he’s a free agent without a contract, and that means life is ready to play ball…

 

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Portrait of baseball player with bare chest holding bat — Image by © Tetra Images/Corbis

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Goodreads Series Link:  https://www.goodreads.com/series/124028-more-than-a-game

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EXCERPT

Today was a good day. A glorious day. Sitting at the stoplight in the Southern California sunshine, Annabelle Jones did a drum solo on the steering wheel of her convertible Mercedes. She didn’t care if people stared at her singing along to “Don’t Stop Believing.” She hadn’t stopped believing, and look at her now, fresh off her first modeling job since filing for divorce. So it wasn’t the cover of Sports Illustrated, still, it was a job. Something she could be proud of. Her daughters could be proud of her.

It wasn’t about the money. The income she earned from this modeling job was more about pride. Having something to offer the world, even if it was just her face.

Annabelle wanted to show her daughters that a woman didn’t need a man to take care of her. She could stand on her own two feet, and return to the career she’d given up when she married Clayton Barry. She might not fly off to exotic locations or work with the world’s most famous photographers, but she was working.

She lifted her face to the sun, soaking in its warmth. It was as if the fog of the last few years had finally lifted. Nothing but blue skies ahead for her and her six-year-old twin daughters.

Today’s shoot was just the beginning. Her agent had two more jobs lined up for her before the end of the month. He’d also scheduled her to attend the televised celebration of the fiftieth anniversary of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue. She hadn’t been able to make the photo shoot last fall in New York for the magazine, but he thought making an appearance on the live show would give her plenty of exposure.

Hopefully, she’d be able to juggle it all. Part of what appealed to her about today’s job was that it was close enough that she’d be able to shoot for a few hours and still get home in time to meet her daughters when they got off the school bus.

Annabelle glanced at the clock. If the light didn’t change soon, she wasn’t going to make it to the bus stop in time.

The song ended and Annabelle turned down the volume. She’d started listening to Journey during the Goliaths’ World Series run. So the song was five years older than she was, the message still rang true. It was about hope. Starting over. Believing.

The traffic light turned green, and she pulled into the intersection. A flash of yellow appeared out of the corner of her eye. She turned in time to see an SUV blow through the stoplight. Before she could react, the vehicle struck her Mercedes just behind the driver’s side door.

Her head slammed into the side window. Glass shattered and she looked down at the blood on her blouse. A thousand black pixels danced before her eyes.

And then nothing.

 

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Author Info

Kristina Mathews doesn’t remember a time when she didn’t have a book in her hand. Or in her head. But it wasn’t until she turned forty that she confessed the reason the laundry never made it out of the dryer was because she was busy writing.

While she resigned from teaching with the arrival of her second son, she’s remained an educator in some form. As a volunteer, parent club member or para educator, she finds the most satisfaction working with emergent and developing readers, helping foster confidence and a lifelong love of books.

Kristina lives in Northern California with her husband of more than twenty years, two sons and a black lab. A veteran road tripper, amateur renovator and sports fanatic. She hopes to one day travel all 3,073 miles of Highway 50 from Sacramento, CA to Ocean City, MD, replace her carpet with hardwood floors and serve as a “Ball Dudette” for the San Francisco Giants.

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Posted by on July 24, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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BOOK BLAST ~ Perfect Touch by Elizabeth Lowell ~ GIVEAWAY

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Perfect Touch: A Novel

By: Elizabeth Lowell

Releasing July 28, 2015

William Morrow

Blurb

 

Sara Medina is a designer and art dealer from San Francisco. She matches her clients desires with fine and folk art from the world over–living up to her thriving business named Perfect Touch. She still remembers her rural childhood of hard work and poverty on the family dairy farm, but she keeps it firmly in the past as she searches out new artwork and artists that are on the breaking edge of acclaim. After she experienced the cultural riches San Francisco had to offer, she decided her life would be that of an urban career woman rather than a working mom commuting from the suburbs. With the intensive hours and travel required to grow her business to the next level, she has no time or energy left for romantic or family entanglements.

Jay Vermillion recently inherited Vermillion Sky, a ranch that nestles up to Wyoming’s Grand Teton Mountains–and the estates of the rich and restless. As a returned veteran of numerous deployments over the course of two wars, he finds himself wrestling with the demands of a ranch that has been run down during his father’s long illness. Between the urgent need to modernize and revitalize the Vermillion Sky, as well as an unexpected and vicious fight with his former stepmother over the custody of now-valuable paintings that were part of his father’s estate, Jay has no time for finding a wife and creating a sixth generation of Vermillions to ensure the family legacy continues.

When Jay hires Sara to appraise and market his father’s cache of paintings by Harris “Custer” Armstrong, neither one expects the explosive results of their eventual meeting in Jackson, Wyoming. In addition to a mutually inconvenient attraction, they a discover double murder at the edge of the ranch lands and a potential betrayal even closer to home. All trails lead to Custer’s artworks as valuable enough to kill for, especially an unknown painted rumored to be called The Muse.

As Sara and Jay unravel the motive for the killings, they both discover that love, like murder, doesn’t wait for a convenient time. On the heels of that soul-shattering realization, Sara is targeted for murder. Suddenly, the war-weary soldier finds something he is once again willing to die for…

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 EXCERPT

A glance at her watch told her she was out of time. Soon, a different stranger would be deciding the fate of her career in a Jackson courthouse. With a silent curse, she hurried to the front desk.

“I’m in room 101,” Sara told the woman who answered. “My room has been robbed. Computer and coat missing. Tell the sheriff or whoever cares that I’ll be at the courthouse.”

Leaving the woman stuttering questions behind her, Sara strode out the front entrance into the chill streets of Jackson in the spring. Within ten steps she was regretting the loss of her coat.

And she had forgotten her coffee.

Quickly she walked down what had to be the coldest sidewalk in town. The wind rolled straight off the snow of the Tetons through the streets. The chill was made worse by the fact that the sun was shining bright and hard enough to look like summer.

An archway leading into a small park caught her eye. At first she thought the arch was made of the bones of cattle that she’d seen as a child. But these were different. They were more elegant and pointed, tapering out. They didn’t feel like the finality of death, but more a symbol of life cycling through change.

Antlers, she realized. Grown and shed each year in a cycle that isn’t birth or death, but simply another way to be. Like Custer’s paintings, a beautiful and eerie reminder that wilderness—wildness—isn’t all that far away.

Shivering, she hurried on.

I should be back in San Francisco, holding hot coffee from Murray Cafe as I head up to the offices of Perfect Touch.

But then all I’d know about my mystery man is his voice.

So what? The practical part of her mind pointed out. The last thing I need is a man.

Sara liked living her life on her own terms, doing what she wanted whenever she wanted. As the only girl out of seven children, she’d had more than enough diapers, house work, and babysitting to last her a lifetime.

Wind with icy teeth bit at her black slacks and tugged at her red pullover sweater. The only thing that kept the wind from billowing up her sweater was the sleek black leather belt snugged at her waist. But it wasn’t enough to keep her warm.

Damn that thief.

Then she reminded herself that it could be worse in so many ways. She could be back home on the dairy farm—a plain, rebellious teen hauling a feed cart through damp, drafty barns, then making the return trip leading a stubborn Holstein.

At least there aren’t any holes in my boots forcing me to get up close and personal with fresh cow flops.

The phone in her pants pocket rang.

If it’s the sheriff, he can wait.

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Author Info

Elizabeth Lowell’s exciting novels of romantic suspense include New York Times Bestsellers: Dangerous Refuge, Beautiful Sacrifice, Death Echo, The Wrong Hostage, Amber Beach, Jade Island, Pearl Cove, and Midnight in Ruby Bayou. She has also written NYT best-selling historical series set in the American West and Medieval Britain. She has more than 80 titles published to date, with over 24 million copies of her books in print. She lives in the Sierra Nevada Mountains with her husband, with whom she writes novels under a pseudonym. Her favorite activity is exploring the Western United States to find the landscapes that speak to her soul and inspire her writing.
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Posted by on July 23, 2015 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Charlotte Stein author of Never Loved ~ Giveaway

Thanks for coming back for another round of What to Read Wednesday! Please help me welcome author Charlotte Stein to the blog. She’s sharing her typical writing day as well as her latest release Never Loved!

Afterward, don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway! The link is at the end of the post :)

Take it away Charlotte…

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My Typical Writing Day

 

  1. I usually begin by eating something. If I am five minutes from deadline this something is a handful of cheese and ten tons of chocolate. If I have lots of time, it might be a bagel or even some scrambled eggs!
  2. After the eating comes the long, long death struggle between the Internet, and actually doing some work. Generally, the Internet wins. Some days it has to win, because I need to keep up to date on industry news and talk to readers and things like that. But mostly it’s just me giggling over something Channing Tatum said, or posting pictures of his bottom on Twitter. If you would like more information on his bottom, you can find it here: @charlotte_stein
  3. Then comes the long death struggle between me and Hay Day. I should really never have downloaded Hay Day. Please, if you’re out there, and you need to get things done at any point ever in your life, avoid that nightmarish hell plague of a game like you would avoid…a…nightmarish hell plague.
  4. Once all of that is over with it’s normally time for lunch. If I’m on deadline, I eat chewing gum and jelly beans. If I’m not, I don’t eat anything I just play more Hay Day. Seriously how do I stop needing to feed my pigs? They are so hungry all the time. I can hardly bear to let them suffer!
  5. Finally, I get down to work. And then because I’ve procrastinated hours away, I do it until my arms ache and my butt hurts and one eye is twitching scarily.
  6. On a good day, I manage to write around five thousand words. On a terrible day, I write one paragraph and then agonise over it for three days, accept that I have to cut it, go back and rewrite it seven hundred times, and maybe understand where the story should go about a month later.
  7. By which point I am half-dead wreck who hasn’t seen the sun in decades.
  8. And then I do it all over again the next day! Sounds awful I know, but honestly I would not trade it for anything that lets you go to sleep at a normal time for a normal amount of hours. Unless cradling Channing Tatum’s bottom is a legitimate job, in which case how do I apply?

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Never Loved
Dark Obsession # 1

By: Charlotte Stein

Releasing July 21st, 2015

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Blurb

Perfect for fans of Abbi Glines, the first novel in the Dark Obsession series tells the story of a beautiful wallflower who falls for a chiseled street fighter—and learns just how dangerous love can be.

Beatrix Becker spent most of her life under the thumb of her controlling, abusive father. And now that she’s free and attending her dream college, she has no idea how to act like the normal crowd: partying, going on dates, even having a conversation. Then she meets Serge Sorensen. Big and surly with a whole host of riotous tattoos, Serge is supposed to scare the hell out of her. But beneath his harsh exterior, Beatrix discovers a kindred spirit who knows what it’s like to be a misfit. Most exhilarating—and terrifying—is what he does for a living: illegal street fighting.

There’s nothing like the rush Serge gets from the intense athleticism and brutal glory of combat—though his chemistry with Beatrix comes close. Slowly at first, he introduces her to his world, where he lives by instinct, passion, and desire. He even helps her out with her equally traumatized brother. But when Serge gets in too deep with the wrong people, he ends up paying in blood. And suddenly, just as Beatrix has been drawn into Serge’s perfectly sculpted arms, she’s thrown once and for all into the fight of his life.

 

 EXCERPT

I know they are the ones I have to speak to. I recognize the guy with the tattoo of a hammer on his biceps, and some of the others look familiar from that bar on Maple Street. I’m pretty sure that’s the guy who pointed Tommy out to me, yet still I hesitate. Of course I hesitate.

They look like such an insane rabble. As I watch through the windscreen of my car, three of them start fighting. One of them pushes another one; the third guy grabs the first by his dirty tank top. Harsh words are exchanged, so fierce and forceful I can almost make out the spittle flying.

Then suddenly there’s a knife. I see its edge gleam in the bright sunlight, about a second before something red appears across the chest of the guy who started it. Blood, I think dizzily. That’s blood. He’s bleeding all over his own T-shirt, and though it isn’t anywhere close to a mortal wound, it doesn’t encourage me to get out of the car.

Nor does the way the fight ends. The one with the knife goes to slash at the other guy again, and I’m just about to cover my eyes with my hand when this enormous man comes out of nowhere. He lashes out with a hand like a shovel, and somehow the knife is on the ground. The brawling men are scattering, as though they were never there at all.

And I understand why.

The big one is pretty terrifying. And obviously everyone else thinks so, too, because they part like butter under a knife before him. He goes back to his bike without anyone so much as brushing his arms, and once there he sits down in a way that gets my attention in a fucking chokehold. I mean, he had it before, but watching the machine balk beneath his weight is something else. It actually seems to sag. I can almost hear its sound of protest.

God knows how he rides the thing. God knows about anything going on here. I try to make a list in my head of all the shenanigans that might be ensuing, but all I can come up with is drug ring. And I’ve got to be honest—I don’t think drug ring is a real thing. It sounds like something my father would have ranted about whenever I asked if I could go anywhere, or do anything, or be out past five in the afternoon.

The drug ring will get you, I think, which would probably be funny if I couldn’t feel his ghost pressing down on my shoulders at the same time. Or if I understood any of this on any level whatsoever. I mean, even if they’re not dealing meth to kids, or about to snatch me and put me in a van, a ton of this stuff is disturbing.

For a start:

Why are they all congregating outside an abandoned convenience store? It’s not even a nice one, with those signs people like to collect and stick up on their walls, or some remnant of civilization still hanging around. It’s an ugly rotten tooth of a place, striped all over with rust streaks and half sagging in the middle.

Yet here they are, milling around in this big odd jumble. Some of them have bikes; some of them have battered cars. Some are dressed in leather and denim; others wander around in mismatched tracksuits. In a couple of cases I spy business-wear, as though the wearers came straight here from an early-morning meeting. This is secretly the abandoned-convenience-store branch of GE, and in a second they’re all going to start funneling funds through accounts in the Caymans.

Or maybe I just hope that’s the case, because now I have to get out of the car.

I have to if I want to find my brother, yet somehow I’m still not doing it. Instead I take out my phone and call the only person who might be able to help me, even if I suspect she won’t be able to help me at all. When I left our dorm room, she was trying to decide if scarves are in or out now, which seems pretty far from this.

I’m not even sure if I should say. But I do anyway.

“Do you know anything about gangs that hang around outside convenience stores?” I ask, bracing myself for all kinds of answers. One time I tried to tell her about my brother and his problems, and she suggested I change my name so I won’t be bothered anymore.

Of course, I couldn’t explain to her why that was ridiculous. Whenever I try, I start doing something silly, like crying uncontrollably. I get this urge to start spilling all my secrets, and most of them barely make any sense. Sometimes I look back on them, and it almost seems as if they happened to another person—one who never had to hide a magazine with a man’s naked chest on it under her mattress, or push every clock in the house back by two minutes so Tommy would be home on time, or fear enclosed spaces in case the next time we never get let out at all.

Those things were just a dream.

This is the reality, where I am a cool and very normal—if slightly older than most freshman—college girl.

Or at least, I will be one soon. All I have to do is get through this latest disaster, and onward to the other side. On the other side is the possibility of being a proper person, a person who is successful at doing the things that everyone else does. I could be more interested in parties and hairstyles and dating, to the point where Sam might actually approve and maybe even remember me.

At the moment, that isn’t happening.

Link to Follow Tour:  http://www.tastybooktours.com/2015/03/never-loved-dark-obsession-1-by.html

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23433442-never-loved?ac=1

Goodreads Series Link:  https://www.goodreads.com/series/139124-dark-obsession

 

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Author Info

Charlotte Stein has written over thirty short stories, novellas and novels, including entries in The Mammoth Book of Hot Romance and Best New Erotica 10. Her latest work, Run To You, was recently a DABWAHA finalist. When not writing deeply emotional and intensely sexy books, she can be found eating jelly turtles, watching terrible sitcoms and occasionally lusting after hunks. For more on Charlotte, visit: www.charlottestein.net

 

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Chasing Fire #2
Ann Marie Walker & Amy K. Rogers
Releasing July 21st, 2015
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The second in the “seriously sexy and sinfully steamy”* Chasing Fire series, about a pain too deep to forgive and a passion too hot to forget…

Alessandra Sinclair knows that Hudson Chase is the last man she should want. The boy from the wrong side of the tracks has grown into a man who would do anything to get ahead, even if it means breaking Allie’s heart. But whenever she’s near him, the attraction between them is undeniable. And now that they’re working together, keeping her distance from Hudson is almost as impossible as keeping her feelings in check…

Hudson already lost Allie once and he refuses to lose her again. He’s determined to use their new business partnership to rekindle the spark he knows is still there. Only the closer he gets to winning her over, the clearer it becomes there are still secrets that could tear them apart for good…

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As Allie watched the Chicago River flow into Lake Michigan, she thought about the last time she’d seen Hudson Chase. It was the morning she’d uncovered the truth about his plan to take control of Ingram Media. She stared unseeingly at the gray horizon and her thoughts began to drift back to that day. Hudson standing in his foyer, a towel slung low around his hips as water dripped onto the hardwood floor. He’d begged her to let him explain, but what explanation could have possibly justified his lies and betrayal? She’d refused to hear him out, and while in her heart she knew it had been the right decision, the look on his face as the elevator doors slid closed that morning had haunted her ever since.

Behind her the conference room door opened with a soft click and the low murmur of voices told her the other board members had begun to filter into the room. But instead of greeting them and engaging in the sort of sympathetic small talk that had consumed the past few days, she remained by the windows, enjoying the last moments of calm before the eventual storm.

There was a sudden flurry of activity outside the meeting room, and instinctively she knew he had arrived. A wave of anxiety rolled through the pit of her stomach, but she took a deep, calming breath. These board meetings, while infrequent, would be inevitable. The sooner she got used to seeing him in this setting, the better.

She turned around, and a moment later Hudson Chase strolled into the boardroom. The hum of quiet conversation ground to a halt and all heads turned as one to assess the corporate raider who’d quietly amassed the second largest percentage of Ingram shares right out from under their noses.

The sight of him nearly took her breath away. Wearing a charcoal suit, white shirt, and silver-gray tie, he looked every bit the powerful, in-control CEO. But Allie knew the passion that burned behind those eyes, and when she looked at his dark, unruly hair, she knew he’d run his fingers through it just before stepping into the room. He moved with measured grace, his muscles flexing beneath his perfectly tailored suit. Allie knew every inch of that body intimately, how it felt beneath her touch, how it moved over her . . . inside her. She knew the man, not the corporate myth. He was the one who she’d fallen for. He was the one who’d broken her heart.

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INTERVIEW with Maris Soule author of A Killer Past ~ GIVEAWAY

Please help me welcome author Maris Soule to the blog today! I’m excited to have her her and even more excited that she agreed to let me interview her. I think you’ll enjoy getting to know her, too. 

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Tell us two things about yourself not many people know.

(1) I did a bicycle tour through parts of 4 European countries when I was 21. We stayed in youth hostels, a youth work camp, and inexpensive B&Bs. It was a great experience.

(2) I was the head of two (different) high school art departments for a total of 6 years.

I love those fun facts Maris! What’s the last thing you cooked?

Some breaded chicken breast strips, served with mixed vegetables.

What’s your favorite holiday and why?

I love Thanksgiving. It’s not commercial. The emphasis is on getting together with family, enjoying a meal, and talking.

That’s my fave holiday as well, for the same reasons as you :) Tell us your favorite part about the writing process.

The editing. I have the story down, now I can go through it and eliminate the repetitions, bring in the five senses, improve my sentence structure, add texture, and do all of the many things a writer needs to do to turn garbage into prose.

I love choosing character names. How did you go about choosing the names for your hero and heroine?

In A Killer Past, my heroine has kept a low profile for 44 years, so I knew she would choose a common name. The name I gave her was Mary. I’m not sure why I picked Harrington as her last name, other than it sounded good, and by making Mary’s decease husband’s name Harry, I liked the sound. Mary and Harry Harrington. As for my hero (if he can really be called that), I wanted a former Chicago policeman who’d transferred to Rivershore, Michigan so his boys would grow up in a safer environment. I wanted him to be Italian, but rather than give him an Italian first name, I went with Jack. Jack Rossini. Now, Mary has another name, but that’s revealed later in the book, and as far as Mary’s concerned, that person no longer exists.

If you could tweet your favorite line from your book, what would it be? Yep, that’s right, you only get 140 characters. :)

Of course, if Mary did tell the truth, and Clare did believe her, Mary would have to kill her.

Ooohhh…that’s a good line! Describe your hero in five words.

Lonely, curious, protective, determined, and loving

Now your heroine.

Complicated, secretive, athletic, determined, and remorseful.

Do you prefer to write in the morning, afternoon, evening, or anytime?

I feel as though I’m the freshest in the morning (9-1:00). I used to write late at night, but now I find I get too tired and I’m not as happy with anything I do then. My problems really started when my husband retired. I now try to write when I know I’ll have a block of uninterrupted time. That changes day by day.

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

I’m not 100% sure what genre A Killer Past fits in (which made it difficult to sell). It’s more of an action suspense than a mystery. There have been some movies recently where an older female is actively taking out the bad guys (Red and Red II), but most books (and movies) of this nature involve younger women. I’ve found, when I talk about the book, a lot of older women are eager to read about a kickass grandma. So that’s what makes A Killer Past different.

Can you share a sneak peek into what you’re working on now?

Meadow Lark Williams, who’s in her late 50s, is nudging my creative thoughts. Meadow moved in with her father when his wife/her mother died. Her father has dementia, and Meadow is trying to decide what’s best for him now that her mother’s not around to care for him. Her father was a burglar in his younger days, and Meadow learned the “trade” from him and his friends. I know a series of burglaries are going to occur in the retirement community where her father lives, and I know a woman her father has an argument with is going to be found dead, but the whats, whens and whys are still up in the air.

 

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A Killer Past
by Maris Soule
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Genre: Mystery / Suspense
Published by: Robert Hale / Hale Books
Release Date: June 1, 2015
Length: 224 Pages

Most people in the town of Rivershore, Michigan view Mary Harrington as a quiet widow whose only oddity is that she spends a lot of time at the gym. Her son thinks it’s time for her to move into a retirement home. Two gang members think she’ll be an easy target. No one in Rivershore knows what Mary did in her younger years—really did—but the two gang members discover they’ve underestimated their victim . . . and Mary fears reverting to old habits may have jeopardized her future.

EXCERPT

Mary limped into her living room and sagged into Harry’s Lazyboy. Her heart hadn’t stopped pounding since she’d left the two boys. Even though pain radiated up her leg, the adrenalin racing through her body overrode the sensation. Excitement clashed with fear. My God, what had she done?

The boys hadn’t been content to simply take her purse and run. Oh no, they wouldn’t leave it at that. The short one blocked her escape while the tall one looked inside her purse. He said a twenty wasn’t enough, wanted to know where she’d put her credit cards, where she lived. They’d threatened her.

When the tall one grabbed her arm and reached for the lapel of her jacket, she didn’t even think before she reacted. Forty-four years might have passed, but her body automatically responded with ingrained moves. A shift of position, one step back, and she had her assailant off balance. She used her cell phone as a weapon, jamming the edge hard against the bone of his forearm. As she applied pressure, a sweep of her foot, along with a twist to her side, had him falling forward. The moment he hit the ground, she dropped down and slammed her knees into his back and ribs. Before he could react, she used the edge of the cell phone to cuff his ear, then grabbed his arm and gave a violent twist. He started screaming right after she heard his shoulder pop.

A quick roll to the side put her on her back. The short one stared down at her, his mouth open and his eyes glazed with confusion. She knew she didn’t have much time, but springing to her feet was not an option. Her joints might remember the moves, but age had robbed her body of its elasticity. What once had taken a single maneuver now required three stages, but she was on her feet before Shorty truly understood what was happening.

She used the cell phone in her hand to deliver the blow to his face, a side kick took out his knee, and a chop to his neck put him down on the ground. In the past, she would have finished him off then, finished both of them off. She knew the killing points. Two strategically placed jabs, and both of the boys would be eliminated, no more threatening old ladies.

But that was in the past.

“You stay where you are,” she demanded over their whimpering.

She retrieved her purse from where the tall one had dropped it, gave the pair one last glance, and turned away. Breathing hard, she hoped she wouldn’t have a heart attack before she reached her house.

AUTHOR BIO

Writer, teacher, artist, wife, mother, dog trainer, horse rider, boater. Maris Soule can list an array of occupations and avocations. Even as a writer her 29 published books span a variety of genres and subgenres, ranging from short stories to romances, romantic suspense, and mystery. A two-time RITA finalist, Soule has placed in and won several writing contests. Born and raised in California, Soule and her husband now spend their summers in Michigan and their winters in Florida.

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