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What to Read Wednesday Interview with Megan Ryder author of Love From the Left Field ~ #giveaway

I’m so glad you could make it to What to Read Wednesday! I’m excited to introduce Megan Ryder, who has graciously agreed to an interview before sharing the awesome details and gorgeous cover of her release Love From The Left Field.

Afterward, please follow the link to enter Megan’s giveaway!

Let’s gets started …

 

Q: What do you love most about sports romance?

A: I love the heroes and the possibilities behind the sports books. The heroes all come from different walks of life but are so driven and competitive. That competitive fire is so sexy. Love From Left Field is not quite a true sports romance because neither character actually plays the sport but they both have the competitive fire even working in the front office, making deals, playing God so to speak from on high.

 

Q: Why do I write about baseball?

A: I love baseball. It might be a slow game on the surface but I love the subtleties of the game – the strategy and the finesse involved. And the tight pants help. It’s one of the few sports that you can see the whole athlete, not covered in pads and gear.

 

Q: Why did you decide to write about a baseball team?

A: I’ve always loved sports, especially baseball, and I love the camaraderie of the guys on the team – the brotherhood. The close bond that the players share is something special and I’ve always wanted to explore that.

 

Q: Love From Left Field is not about a player. How does this fit into the series?

A: Unlike the first book, where Jason was an outside being introduced, Love from Left Field is about the front office and the people who structure the team, bring the players together. They’re going to be the jumping off point for the players in subsequent books. For example, we hear a bit about Dylan Prosser, a new catcher, and he’ll launch us back into the players. But I’ve always wanted to go behind the curtain and see what happens to put the team on the field. Love From Left Field came from that desire.

 

Q: What is your favorite scene from the book?

A: Lucas was a little too uptight for me and he was being a bit too standoffish so I had to do something about that, get him involved. So on Opening Day, the mascot, a Knight in shining armor, didn’t show up for work so they put Lucas in the costume. He was so indignant about the whole set-up but for Miranda, he would do it. I loved that whole scene and laughed out loud writing it.

 

Q: What’s next for the Knights?

A: Next up is Dylan Prosser, another uptight, too-focused individual who needs some loosening up. Stay tuned for his book early next year!

 

Q: Who are some other favorite Sports romance authors you love?

A: Jaci Burton, Jennifer Bernard, Tracy Solheim, Deirdre Martin, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Carly Phillips, to name a few.

Can Miranda and Lucas let go of old grudges and hold on to their new love?

 

LOVE FROM LEFT FIELD
Knights of Passion #2
Megan Ryder
Released Sept 13th, 2016
Tule Publishing
 
She wants to save the
Knights…
When
Miranda Callahan’s father, principle owner and hands-on dictator of the Georgia
Knights, has a heart attack, the responsibility to make the team an independent
success becomes solely hers. Though everyone expects her to fail in her new
role, Miranda is determined to take her team to the top and earn her father’s
love and respect on the way. The only other obstacle is the League’s consultant
– a secret crush from her past – the man trying to take over the team, and the
one person who can save them all.
He wants
revenge…
Lucas
Wainright is a turnaround consultant, hired by the League to save the Knights
and so many other teams – only this time it’s personal; before being ousted by
Seamus Callahan, Lucas’ family had been the owners of the team. Now, he has the
perfect opportunity to regain his rightful position with the Knights, if he’s
willing to suppress his scruples and his attraction to Miranda Callahan.
Can
Miranda and Lucas let go of old grudges and hold on to their new love?

EXCERPT

“Really? So you think that I’ll be here, ready to kiss you whenever you want?”

The smile that crossed his face was one of pure male arrogance, confident in his own sex appeal. “Oh yeah. No obligation here.”

He stood and stalked around the desk. Too late she realized that she’d poked the tiger and he was deadly serious about his intentions. He swiveled her chair so she faced him, her chair bracketed between his knees. He braced his hands on the arms, trapping her neatly so she couldn’t escape. Only she had no intention of trying to get away. That kiss had replayed in her mind several times in the few days since the event and she wanted to see if it was exhaustion that had made it so great, or something else.

She tilted her head to the side and relaxed her body, allowing a small smile to spread across her lips. “So now you’re going to prove it was a good kiss? Give it your best shot, lover boy. Let’s see what you got.”

He leaned forward and gently brushed his lips across her, lightly, as if drawing a feather across her skin. She shivered and he chuckled, a low male sound deep in his throat. His lips skimmed her jaw line, brief, barely whispers of a touch, designed to tease, to taunt, to increase her desire. She moaned and went to reach for him.

“Oh no. Stay still for this.” He grabbed her hands with his, and placed them on the arms of the chair, imprisoning them with his own.

He nudged her face up with his nose then rewarded her with a deep kiss, soul stirring yet innocent. After a moment, his tongue slid along the crease of her lips and she opened them, welcoming him in. The kiss quickly turned deeper, hotter, their tongues entwining and exploring. His mouth tasted of coffee and sweetness, like the butter-cream frosting of cake, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

Slowly, chest heaving with exertion, he pulled back, resting his forehead on hers while they both caught their breath.

“Still think it was obligation?”

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Don’t miss book one in the Knights of Passion Series
Ever since Megan Ryder discovered Jude Deveraux and
Judith McNaught while sneaking around the “forbidden” romance section of the
library one day after school, she has been voraciously devouring romance novels
of all types. Now a romance author in her own right, Megan pens sexy
contemporary novels all about family and hot lovin’ with the boy next door. She
lives in Connecticut, spending her days as a technical writer and her spare
time divided between her addiction to knitting and reading.
 

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What to Read Wednesday with Chrys Fey author of Seismic Crimes

Thank you so much for taking the time to join me on another round of What to Read Wednesday! I’m excited to have Chrys Fey visiting today🙂 Chrys is sharing her latest book SEISMIC CRIMES with us and I know that I definitely want to read this. Not only do I love the cover, but I love the premise of this romance. After you read the blurb and excerpt I think you will run on over to your favorite book buying site and grab a copy too!

So, let’s get started …

Intense Situations Create Love – SEISMIC CRIMES by Chrys Fey

 

Beth and Donovan’s love story is not typical. In Hurricane Crimes, they meet after Donovan crashes his car into a tree…in hurricane-force winds. Beth ventures out into the storm to rescue him from the totaled car. When she sees him for the first time, it’s through a rainy car window.

After she brings him into her house, she catches a news bulletin about a man suspected of murder. The face of the man staring back at her from the TV belongs to Donovan. During the course of the story, Donovan teeters back and forth between guilty and innocent. Beth throws a flashlight at him, tries to back his head in with a candlestick holder, and crush his manly area with her knee.

But being trapped with a stranger during a category 5 hurricane, and relying on that person to stay alive, builds a connection. This connection starts when they both show compassion toward each other, share their stories, laugh, and bond over a game of poker. Then they face many dangers together, including the prospect of death. Those intense moments create love. Maybe not the sort of love some have if they’ve known someone for years and know all about them, but a strong chemical reaction, which is what love boils down to. That chemical reaction cannot be controlled or stopped or manipulated. When it happens, it happens. As it did with Beth and Donovan.

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EXCERPT:

He told me first, and people fall in love at first sight all the time, so what’s the big deal?

 

The big deal is you don’t even know him.

 

I knew him well enough to have sex with him.

 

Ha!

 

Beth’s mind was in a war with itself.

She thought about Donovan and his gentle touch when he cleaned her wounds. His sexy smile, the way he made love to her as if he had known her for years, and his violet eyes. Donovan was an amazing man; there was no doubt about that. And she couldn’t ignore her feelings either. When she realized she would do anything for him, even kill to protect him, she knew she was in love. Yes, in love with a man she barely knew, but in love nonetheless.

 

The clock hanging on the wall was wrong but the minute hand continued to move. Each tick frayed Beth’s nerves. Donovan had been in the interrogation room for thirty minutes. What is happening? What are they putting him through?

 

Her hair hung in damp ropes to her shoulders and her clothes were wet, offering a bit of coolness to her heated skin. She stretched out on the chairs, letting exhaustion take over her body, and drifted off to sleep.

 

 

BLURB:

 

An Internal Affairs Investigator was murdered and his brother, Donovan Goldwyn, was framed. Now Donovan is desperate to prove his innocence. And the one person who can do that is the woman who saved him from a deadly hurricane—Beth Kennedy. From the moment their fates intertwined, passion consumed him. He wants her in his arms. More, he wants her by his side in his darkest moments.

 

Beth Kennedy may not know everything about Donovan, but she can’t deny what she feels for him. It’s her love for him that pushes her to do whatever she has to do to help him get justice, including putting herself in a criminal’s crosshairs.

 

When a tip reveals the killer’s location, they travel to California, but then an earthquake of catastrophic proportions separates them. As aftershocks roll the land, Beth and Donovan have to endure dangerous conditions while trying to find their way back to one another. Will they reunite and find the killer, or will they lose everything?

 

Digital:

Amazon: http://amzn.com/B01CRJSPIU

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/seismic-crimes-chrys-fey/1123508790?ean=2940158028380

KOBO: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/seismic-crimes

The Wild Rose Press:

http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/3804-seismic-crimes.html

 

Print:

Amazon: http://amzn.com/1509207252

The Wild Rose Press:

http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/paperback-books/3838-seismic-crimes-paperback.html

 

BIO:

Chrys Fey

Chrys Fey is the author of Hurricane Crimes, Book One in the Disaster Crimes series, as well as these releases from The Wild Rose Press: 30 Seconds, Ghost of Death, and Witch of Death. She is an administrator for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group and creates their monthly newsletter.

Fey lives in Florida and is always on the lookout for hurricanes. She has four adopted cats who keep her entertained with their antics, and three nephews who keep her entertained with their antics. You can connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, and through her blog, Write with Fey. She loves to get to know her readers!

 

AUTHOR LINKS:

Website www.ChrysFey.com

Blog www.writewithfey.blogspot.com

Facebook www.facebook.com/chrysfey

Twitter https://twitter.com/ChrysFey

 

 
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What to Read Wednesday with Kristen McLean author of To Win A Scoundrel’s Heart ~ #giveaway

Welcome to What to Read Wednesday🙂 Please help me welcome Kristen McLean to the blog. Kristen is here to share a little tidbit about how she came up with the setting for her release To Win A Scoundrel’s Heart. I think you’ll enjoy the behind the scenes information as much as i did.

Afterward, don’t forget to drool over her awesome cover, check out her blurb and excerpt, and definitely enter her giveaway!

Take it away, Kristen …

How I came up with the setting for To Win a Scoundrel’s Heart was quite simple. It all started in Paris. Paris is such a lovely city. Enchanting, really. What it isn’t, is a place one skips when touring Europe. Thankfully I was successful in convincing my husband of this fact before we made all the travel arrangements for our humble version of a Grand Tour.

Two or three days after arriving, my husband and I made our way up the Eiffel Tower along with every other couple in Paris. It was crowded and cold. And it was raining. Of course, it was raining. A giant rain cloud had rolled in sometime between us shuffling into the elevator and arriving at the top. It was just our luck. Thankfully it wasn’t nearly as cold as London had been, but by the time the rain had passed we were icicles. Still, the view of the city was marvelous after a good rain. While I stood there looking out over a city that has been here for nearly 2000 years, I was overcome with the history, beauty, and energy of the city. I knew then and there Nick’s story had to take place in Paris. He’s romantic, debonair, slightly wicked, and he belonged here. He was also going to be drenched with rain.

I might have come up with the entire story on the spot, but my own scoundrel was pulling me into his arms and kissing me senseless. The book would just have to wait until after we left Paris. You understand.

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TO WIN A SCOUNDREL’S HEART
The Lords of Whitehall #2
Kristen McLean
Releasing July 19th, 2016
Young Ink Press

 

When her
husband’s death is ruled a suicide, Lady Dumonte suspects foul play. However,
finding the truth seems impossible after every investigator in Paris turns up
empty-handed. Now she is forced to seek help from Lord Pembridge, a feckless
libertine.
 
Although the pain of loss is a
constant reminder of why she must hide her heart, this carefree scoundrel
threatens to break past her defenses. He could uncover the truth regarding her
husband’s death, but is learning the truth worth risking her heart?
Lord Pembridge has wealth, angelic
good looks, and a sunny disposition. None would guess the dark secret
blackening his past or the grudge controlling his future. It was the reason he
could never have a family of his own, a fate he had accepted until he was
forced to play detective for the one woman who could tempt him.

EXCERPT

“You, m’dear girl,” he murmured, “are old enough to know better than to tempt a scoundrel.”

“I know what I am doing,” she spouted back indignantly. “I am not a child.”

“No,” he agreed easily. “You are certainly not a child.”

“Then I would expect you not to treat me like one.” Her eyes flashed, giving him a teasing glimpse of passion.

Lady Dumonte possessed passion?

Another surprise.

“Of course not.” He frowned in mock seriousness. “How should I treat you? As a lady or a mistress?”

“As a woman,” she ground out. “I am a woman!” Her lips pursed together as she glared up at him.

He smiled broadly; he couldn’t help himself.

“Ah, yes,” he agreed, looking her over as though he had only just noticed. “I believe you are.”

She took in a deep breath, pushing her breasts against the tight fabric of her bodice.

His cock jumped to attention.

“I was wrong about not liking you. I hate you!”

“And yet,” he mused with a knit brow, “you throw yourself at me like all the others. You are either in denial of your overwhelming attraction to me or a glutton for punishment. For my own complacency, I choose the former.”

Céleste shook her head slowly, her eyes narrowed and seething with anger.

“Regardless,” he continued frankly at his own peril, “you had better run along, or you may find your offer accepted, and we both know you never expected that. Your bluff has been called, Lady Dumonte. Go on home like a good girl.”

“I never bluff.”

“Never say never, m’dear,” he murmured with a purposefully wicked smile.

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Kristen has always had a love of novels, with a special place in
her heart for historical romance. After reading enough of them to fill a rather
impressive library, she decided to write her own. Now she has the pleasure of
writing at home, tucked away in a forest with her husband, two children and her
cat. Her husband is loving, and impressively patient, her two beautiful
children strive to embarrass and exhaust her, and her cat hates everyone, but
tolerates—well, she tolerates whoever will feed her.

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Madelyn Hill author of Highland Hope ~ #giveaway

I’m so excited you can join me and author Madelyn Hill for What to Read Wednesday! Madelyn is talking about learning the craft of writing and has some useful information to share. She’s also talking about her book Highland Hope which will release on August 31st with Soulmate Publishing. But don’t worry, after you read the excerpt and blurb you’ll want to pre-order your copy today … so go for it!

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

Take it away Madelyn …

Constantly Learning the Craft

 

As a writer, I feel you need to constantly work on your craft. There are numerous ways to do this and each author works differently, however here are a few of my methods for being a life-long learner.

 

Listen to your editor: For my first novel Wolf’s Castle, I accepted ALL of the comments, grammar, and structure recommendations. With Heather In The Mist, there were more plot points and character adjustments. For Highland Hope, there weren’t as many line edits, however more of plot questions from the editor in order to make my plot stronger and characters engaging. In my opinion, the comments from the editor helped me re-evaluate what I had written and with a cold eye I cut those darlings.

 

Read, read, and read some more: A writer has to be a reader. I know some authors who do not read any books in the genre they write. I can see the logic behind this. I, however, read everything and anything. This includes books, magazines, and newspaper (online and the old fashion paper ones) articles. You never know where inspiration will strike. Although I am a historical writer, a contemporary situation may influence my story, something I can tweak to make it historically relevant.

 

Craft Articles: As a tech geek, I decided there has to be a better way to search out craft articles, so now I use the RSS feed to have articles funnel to my Twitter feed. Now I can look at articles from several writing blogs. Here are some of the articles I recently read:

 

There are so many intelligent voices out there in blog land and I like the various topics that range from conflict to characterization to social networking for authors. All tools to add to my writer toolbox!

 

What do you do to keep perfecting your craft?

 

 

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HIGHLAND HOPE
The Wild Thistle Trilogy #1
Madelyn Hill
Releasing August 31st, 2016
Soul Mate Publishing
Remember, lasses. Through Hope,
Faith and Honor, ye can rule
,” were the last words Lady Laird Hope
MacAlister’s father spoke before dying. Those very words direct her every
action and thought. Sword fighting and leading the men of her clan is second
nature to Hope and she has little time for herself or any thoughts of love.
Until Aidan MacKerry is captured spying on the clan.
She is beautiful, strong, and quick
to pull a sword. But when he kisses her, all thoughts of the Lairdship flee his
mind. When the enemy continues to undermine Laird MacAlister, Aidan is
determined to aid her—only he didn’t think he’d lose his heart to the Laird of
Wild Thistle Keep. When the enemy reveals Aidan’s secret, he must fight for his
right as laird and prove despite their differences, he loves Hope.
The enemy refuses to back down and
continues to threaten not only Hope, but the security of the entire clan. Only
together will they be able to save the clan and save their love.

EXCERPT

She sighed and set her free hand at her waist. “We need to find my sister, not stand her havering.”

Sadness and worry flitted in her gaze. Heartache over her mother he assumed and mayhap a wayward sister. The grief seemed to consume her as they walked and Aidan loathed to see a sad woman—even if it was Laird Hope MacAlister. If she started crying he’d certain flee, for nothing was worse than consoling a woman in tears. But he doubted she’d show such vulnerability to him.

She glanced toward the other caves and then back toward the keep. She gave a frustrated sigh.  Her face soft with desperation to find her sister. She was worried and inside she was fretting and he knew only one way to take a woman’s mind off her troubles.

He stepped toward her and swept her in his arms. Her eyes widened as he descended, slowly so not to make her skittish, but with enough purpose she knew his desire. Her lips parted and her tongue darted out quickly to wet the plump surface. His lips brushed against hers with a soft caress. She gripped his arms and pushed. He kissed her again, slanting his mouth over hers. She stiffened, then her fingers dug into his biceps as her lips relented, accepted his kiss. As a moan escaped her lips, masculine triumph flared and he delved deeper. A sizzling leap of lust cursed through him. God, she felt good in his arms. Aidan ripped his mouth from hers and narrowed his gaze. His chest heaved. His blood sang. Through hooded eyes, he watched her and inhaled the womanly scent about her. Hope’s face was flushed, her eyes glazed. Aidan reached for her again.

 

 

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Madelyn Hill has always loved the written word. From the time she
could read and all through her school years, she’d sneak books into her
textbooks during school. And she devoured books daily. At the age of 10 she
proclaimed she wanted to be a writer. After being a “closet” writer
for several years, she sent her manuscripts out there and is now published with
Soul Mate Publishing. And she couldn’t be happier!
 
A resident of Western New York, she moved from one Rochester to
another Rochester to be with the love of her life. They have 3 children and
keep busy cooking, avid movie goers, and of course reading!

 

 
 

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Posted by on July 13, 2016 in What to Read Wednesday

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Jessica Lemmon author of The Billionaire Bachelor ~ #giveaway

I’m so glad you decided to drop in on this week’s What to Read Wednesday! Please help me welcome author Jessica Lemmon to the hot seat today🙂 Jessica is talking about her hero Reese Crane from her newest release The Billionaire Bachelor. After you read what she has to say, I know you’ll be jumping right over to the BUY link to grab your copy of this book.

Also, don’t forget to enter her fabulous giveaway! The link to enter is at the end of the post🙂

Take it away Jessica …

TOP 5 THINGS THAT MAKE THE MAN: REESE CRANE

 

 

Curious about what makes Reese Crane, billionaire bachelor, the man? Lucky for us, I was able to get my latest (stubborn) hero to open up about 5 things that make him, well, him.

 

#5 ~ Beard trimmer. Reese is never without a sexy amount of stubble on his jaw and chin (see book cover) and this bit of dishevelment throws our heroine, Merina right off course. Reese maintains his look, never clean-faced, and never too beardy. Can you say control?

#4 ~ Scotch. Reese prefers it on the rocks, and as he tells Merina on their date one evening, “It’s always what I expect.”

#3 ~ Yacht. In case of temporary nuptials, climb aboard and hide out! But not for long. Sunrise on the deck isn’t optional for Reese—he and Merina need reporters to see them together after the wedding.

#2 ~ Sharp wit. I’m not sure whose banter is more infectious, Merina’s or Reese’s. But I promise you this: when they’re together, they are on fire!

#1 ~ The tie. Merina becomes obsessed with loosening Reese’s ever-present tie, much to the reader’s delight. As she puts it, she likes to see him come undone.

 

As do I, Mer. As do I.😉

 

 

 

 

Indecent Proposal…

 

 

Indecent
Proposal
 
Manwhore. That’s what the board of
directors-and the tabloids-thinks of billionaire bachelor Reese Crane.
Ordinarily he couldn’t care less, but his playboy past is preventing the board
from naming him CEO of Crane Hotels. Nothing-and no one-will keep him from his
life’s legacy. They want a settled man to lead the company? Then that’s exactly
what he’ll give them.
Merina Van Heusen will do anything
to get her parents’ funky boutique hotel back-even marry
cold-as-ice-but-sexy-as-hell Reese Crane. It’s a simple business contract-six
months of marriage, absolute secrecy, and the Van Heusen is all hers again. But
when sparks fly between them, their passion quickly moves from the boardroom to
the bedroom. And soon Merina is living her worst nightmare: falling in love
with her husband . . .

EXCERPT

Even with her nostrils flared, Merina forced a smile. There was only one way past this gatekeeper. She called up an ounce of poise—an ounce being the most she could access at the moment. “Merina Van Heusen to see Reese Crane.”

“Ms. Van Heusen,” the woman said, her tone flat, her eyes going to the doorknob in Merina’s hand. “You’re here regarding the changes to the hotel, I presume.”

“You got it,” Merina said, barely harnessing her anger. How come everyone was so damn calm about dismantling a town landmark?

“Have a seat.” Crane’s bulldog gestured one manicured hand at a group of cushy white chairs, her mouth frowning in disgust as she took in Merina’s dishevelment. “Perhaps I could fetch you a towel first.”

“I won’t be sitting.” She wasn’t about to be put in her place by Reese’s underling. Then her prayers were answered as the set of gleaming wooden doors behind the secretary’s desk parted like the Red Sea.

Jackpot.

Merina barreled forward as the woman at the desk barked, “Excuse me!”

Merina ignored her. She wouldn’t be delayed another second…or so she thought. She stopped short when a woman in a very tight red dress, the neckline plunging into plentiful cleavage, her heels even higher and potentially more expensive than Merina’s Louboutins, swept out of the office and gave her a slow, mascaraed blink back. Then she sashayed around Merina, past the bulldog, and left behind a plume of perfume.

Interesting.

Reese’s latest date? An escort? If Merina believed the local tabloids, one and the same. Paying for dates certainly wasn’t above his pay grade.

Before the doors closed, she slipped into Reese’s office.

“Ms. Van Heusen!” came a bark behind her, but Reese, who stood facing the windows and looking out upon downtown, said three words that instantly shut his secretary up.

“She’s fine, Bobbie.”

Merina smirked back at the sour-faced, coal-eyed secretary as Reese’s office doors whooshed shut.

“Merina, I presume.” Reese still hadn’t turned. His posture was straight, jacket and slacks impeccably tailored to his muscular, perfectly proportioned body. Shark or not, the man could wear a suit. She’d seen the photos of him in the Trib as well as Luxury Stays, the hotel industry’s leading trade magazine, and like every other woman in Chicago, she hadn’t missed the gossip about him online. Like his more professional photos, his hands were sunk into his pant pockets, and his wavy, dark hair was styled and perfect.

Clearly the woman who had just left was here on other business…or past business. If something more clandestine was going on, Reese would appear more mussed. Then again, he probably didn’t muss his hair during sex. From what she gleaned about him via the media, Reese probably didn’t allow his hair to muss.

The snarky thought paired with a vision of him out of that suit, stalking naked and primed, golden muscles shifting with each long-legged step. Sharp, navy eyes focused only on her…

He turned to face her and she snapped out of her imaginings and blinked at the stubble covering a perfectly angled jaw. What was it about that hint of dishevelment on his otherwise perfect visage that made her breath catch?

Thick dark brows jumped slightly as his eyes zoomed in on her chest.

She sneered before venturing a glance down at her sodden silk shirt. Where she saw the perfect outline of both nipples. A tinge of heat lit her cheeks, and she crossed her arms haughtily, glaring at him as best she could while battling embarrassment.

“Seems this April morning is colder than you anticipated,” he drawled.

 
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A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio
with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently
gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she’s not writing super-sexy
heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and
eating potato chips. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a
purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.

 

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What to Read Wednesday INTERVIEW with Susan Grant author of The Champion of Baresh ~ #giveaway

Thank you for coming back for another round of What to Read Wednesday! Please help me welcome Susan Grant, author of The Champion of Baresh. Susan has agreed to answer a few questions about herself and her writing, and I think you’ll enjoy our chat.

Afterward grab your copy of her latest book and don’t forget to enter her awesome giveaway!

Let’s get started …

What 3 words best describe you?

Adventurous. Persistent. Mom.

Great description! When did you first know you wanted to become an author?

I always loved creative writing, but it wasn’t until I was in my late 30s that I thought about writing a book. It’s a huge leap mentally—similar, I think, to running a marathon would be physically.

When you saw the cover for The Champion of Barésh what was your first thought?

It took my breath away. I’m obsessed with her gorgeous eye!

It’s an awesome cover🙂 Do you have a writing ritual … as in do you need music playing, have a certain snack at arm’s length, or wear a lucky pair of socks?

Nope. I’m so not a ritual or routine person. I can write anywhere—at 30,000 feet while on break at work, or outside on the deck if the weather is nice. Really, anywhere. If I need to focus extra hard, I’ll go to my desk and sit there. It tells my muse I mean business.

I love naming my characters. How did you go about naming the characters in The Champion of Barésh?

Me, too! Most of the names just pop into my head. It was how the hero’s name, Klark, arrived, many books ago. But his last name, the clan name, is a waypoint in the Northern Pacific near Russia. The charts we use for flying are a goldmine for alien names! Jemm came to me because I had been watching Sons of Anarchy and liked the name Gemma. I gave it a twist and wound up with Jemm. Her last name means bird, which is a theme in the book.

I love that! And t he name Jemm is beautiful. Sex scenes…do you love writing them, struggle a little, or it depends on the characters?

Definitely depends. Sometimes I sketch them out to move on with the book then return to expand. Sometimes they just flow. Sometimes the characters decide to have a sex scene all on their own, without asking me! (those are often the best). But usually by the time I’m writing intimate scenes in the story, I feel something for the characters, and it’s a great experience creatively. Some of my stories have lots of sex. Some very little. The characters and story determine how much or little. I would hate writing if I felt I had to adhere to a “template”. I love that each story is a bit different with the heat level. And I hope readers do, too.

Would you like to share what you’re working on next?

Now that I’m indie, I’m having the time of my life writing because I can go in any direction I want. I’m working on a short for a fun project with some of the other authors from the Sci-Fi Romance Brigade. The collection is called Pets in Space, and that pretty much sums up the stories. Mine will take place in the Star Series/Star World Frontier world, a royal alien, a commoner Earthling, and the pet who brings them together. I’m also working on the next Star World Frontier book, and also the first installment in an alien abduction trilogy. Very exciting.

 

 

RANDOM QUESTIONS : FINISH THIS SENTENCE …

 

Someday I’m going to try Tai Chi

I never leave the house without my cell phone

The most money I’ve found in the laundry is five bucks

My purse is new! I love it, a little black Brighton bag

The last book I read was Trapped, by Alison Aimes

Chocolate over kettle chips? Never!

 

An all-new, stand-alone tale of two improbable lovers, their daring secret, 
and the gamble destined to alter the course of their worlds forever!

 

The
Champion of Barésh

Star World Frontier #1
By: Susan Grant
Released May 26, 2016
RITA-winner
Susan Grant is back with an all-new, stand-alone tale of two improbable lovers,
their daring secret, and the gamble destined to alter the course of their
worlds forever!
She was playing with fire…
Jemm Aves battles to keep her dreams
alive on a dead-end world. Working for the mines by day, she’s a successful
bajha player at night, disguised as a male to be allowed to compete in the colony’s
dangerous underworld where club owners will go to extremes to retain the best
players. Every win puts her one small step closer to her goal: saving enough to
escape Barésh with her family. When a nobleman from one of the galaxy’s elite
families recruits her to be a star player for his team, it’s because he doesn’t
know her secret. Her ruse proves to be her most perilous game yet when it puts
both their lives—and her heart—at risk.
Prince Charming he was not…
Prince Klark is eager to reverse his
reputation as the black sheep of the Vedla clan, a family as famous for its
wealth and power as it is for being a bastion of male-dominated tradition. If
his bajha team can win the galactic title it would go a long way toward
restoring the family honor that his misdeeds tarnished. He travels to Barésh to
track down an amateur who’s risen to the top of the seedy world of street
bajha, offering the commoner a chance of a lifetime: a way off that reeking
space rock for good. But his new player comes with a scandalous secret that
turns his plans and his beliefs upside down. He sets out to win a very
different prize—his champion’s reluctant heart.

EXCERPT

As soon as Kes left the locker room, Klark turned to the wall and slapped his hands against the cold, tiled wall, keeping them pressed there, fingers spread, willing his hands to serve as anchors to prevent him from going after her.

Sea Kestrel, a female.

A woman!

No mere woman, either. He remembered her as Jemm, the errant Nico’s alleged girlfriend: her long, strong, lean body and the graceful way she moved; that swaying, tempting bottom as she walked away; her wavy hair wild and loose—all but begging for his fingers to be tangled in it as he made love to her.

Damnation. The mental image alone made his body react and his blood run hot. Yet, this same female to which he was so attracted played bajha far better than he ever could. He had come to respect her as an unbelievably talented athlete, had let down his guard around her as a friend, and now she was a beautiful woman, as well? In his world, such disparate qualities could not apply to any one person. Yet, together, they added up to Jemm.

 
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Susan
Grant
 is a New York Times bestselling author who enjoys being able to
indulge her love of travel and adventure by piloting jumbo jets around the
globe. Her careers as a commercial pilot and air force pilot have provided
endless inspiration for her books. Susan is the author of The Star King, launch
book of her popular Star series about a spacefaring Earth family, as well as
the RITA-winning novel Contact. Her new series debuts in 2016 with The Champion
of Barésh. Susan and her family live in the scenic foothills of northern
California.
Love to
arm-chair travel? Sit down, strap in, and visit Susan’s Come Fly With Me blog
at her website
 

 

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What to Read Wednesday with Sara Jane Stone author of Stirring Attraction ~ Giveaway

Thank you for joining me on the blog today! I love What to Read Wednesday and hope you do, too!!! Please help me welcome author Sara Jane Stone to the hot seat. She is talking about rules for writing love scenes and I think you’ll have fun with her post🙂

Afterward check out her release STIRRING ATTRACTION and then enter her awesome giveaway!

Take it away Sara …

 

Sara Jane Stone’s Rule for Writing Sex Scenes

(Warning: They might surprise you. And make you giggle🙂 )

 

Hi! I’m Sara Jane Stone and I write super-sexy contemporary romance. To date, I’ve penned thirteen full-length stories and one super short (and free!) teaser novella, Running Wild. And I’ve never—not once—slammed the bedroom door on my readers. Quite the opposite in fact.

 

In many of my stories, the bedroom scenes are an important part of the character development. The intimate moments often drive the plot. And they don’t always happen in the bedroom! I wrote a series of steamy scenes set in an old barn with a mechanical bull in Running Wild (Second Shots Prequel) and Serving Trouble (Second Shot #1). Stirring Attraction features a wild scene on a coffee table, and another in the back room of a bar.

 

After writing countless sex scenes, you would think I’d have a method, a tried-and-true approach. Umm . . . not exactly. But I do have a few rules for crafting those intimate moments.

 

  • Never write a sex scene on an airplane. I made this mistake while writing Caught in the Act (Independence Falls #2). On a flight to Vegas for a bachelorette party, I pulled out my laptop and picked up the story where I’d left off—in the bedroom. And then I spent the rest of the flight with a nosy businessman peeking over my shoulder to catch a glimpse at my screen.

 

  • Make sure you know when and how the clothes came off. There’s nothing worse than reaching that critical moment and realizing the hero never took off his underwear.

 

  • Never write a sex scene on a train. Murphy’s Law states that the minute your characters lose their clothes someone will claim the seat next to you on the train. It doesn’t matter if there are fifteen other seats available. And they will read over your shoulder and your characters will grow increasingly shy. They might even get dressed and leave the scene.

 

  • If someone asks if you test out your sex scenes first with your husband simply smile and say My characters drive the sex scenes. Failure to follow this rule may lead to your husband confiscating your laptop . . .

 

I followed these rules (mostly) while writing Stirring Attraction’s red-hot sections. And I can’t wait to hear what you think of Dominic and Lily’s story!

 

 

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STIRRING ATTRACTION
Second Shot #2
Sara Jane Stone
Releasing June 7th, 2016
Avon Impulse
The
second, sizzling book in Sara Jane Stone’s Second Shots series…
When Dominic Fairmore left Oregon to
be all he could be as an Army Ranger, he always knew he’d come back to claim
Lily Greene. But after six years away and three career-ending bullets, Dominic
is battered, broken, and nobody’s hero—so he stays away. Until he learns Lily
has been the victim of a seemingly random attack. He’ll do anything to keep her
safe . . . even go home.
Lily is starting to find a life
without Dominic when suddenly her wounded warrior is home and playing
bodyguard—though all she really wants is for him to take her. But she refuses
to play the part of a damsel in distress, no matter how much she misses his
tempting touch. He’ll leave as soon as she’s safe and Lily knows her heart will
never heal.
But as attraction stirs to so much
more, danger closes in. With more than Lily’s heart at stake, Dominic can no
longer draw a line between protecting Lily and loving her . . .

EXCERPT

Prologue

“You painted your toenails pink.”

Dominic Fairmore stared at Lily’s bumble-gum colored nails. He didn’t trust himself to look up. Downstairs, his dad’s dogs made the familiar trip to the water bowl and back, probably stopping to sniff the bag of Chinese take-out he’d abandoned on the kitchen table. The animals’ nails tapped against the hardwood floors, but otherwise silence filled the farmhouse. His little sister was at the beach and his dad was pulling a double at Forever, Oregon’s woefully understaffed police station. And yeah, he kept track of their locations because at twenty-two he still lived at home.

Lily raised one perfect eyebrow. “I have two hours before my mom expects me home and you’re looking at my toenails?”

Her ironic tone pushed him damn close to his breaking point. He’d take her. Here. Now. Against the wall, pictures falling to the floor. Because he knew she reserved her humor for him. The rest of Forever saw a blond-haired, blue-eyed woman who charmed a room full of five-year olds day after day. A girl who’d been born here, grown up here, and put herself through the local university while still living at home to care for her wheelchair-bound mother and alcoholic father.

But Dominic saw the only girl he’d ever loved. If he closed his eyes, he could still picture her, walking down the halls of their high school. She’d been one year ahead of him. She’d graced the dreary high school halls with her sunshine smile and confidence. And yeah, her short skirts.

He’d memorized the way her cheerleaders outfit teased her thighs while she led the squad her senior year. He’d been a junior, but already shepherding the football team to one victory after another. And sometimes it felt like he busted his ass on the field and won the game just to see her smile . . .

But he couldn’t close his eyes and block out the way Lily looked right now.  His gaze drifted up her calves. Every inch of bare skin wrapped around his heart like a noose. He took in the curve of her thighs and tried to go slow. His jaw tightened and his eyes disobeyed.

Fuck slow.

His gaze locked on the slip of fabric disappearing between her legs.

“Your panties match your toenails,” he growled. There wasn’t a hint of humor in his voice. He couldn’t picture laughing now. In two days, he’d wreck her heart. He would shatter their love and leave her with nothing but memories and the promise that he’d come back.

I swear I’ll come back for her.

But so much could change while he was on the other side of the country training to be all he could be. And later, once he deployed, on the other side of the world.

Two more days. Two more nights. How many times could he make love to this woman before they ran out of time?

“Are you sure they match?” she teased. Her fingers brushed the waistband of her panties and then her thumbs slipped beneath the pink fabric.

His hands formed tight fists at his sides, watching as she drew her underwear down to her toes. Her upper body stole away his view of the blond curls, instead offering the sight of her full, bare breasts hovering in front of her legs. Long locks of blonde hair drifted down as she compared the color of her underwear to her nail polish.

“Lily,” he growled and stepped closer.

She glanced up at him and slowly, as if she knew every movement of her body turned him on and pushed him closer to that place where he lost control. But hell, after six years together, Lily Greene damn well knew how to drive him crazy with lust and longing.

“My nails are a light pink. I think the bottle said ‘Ballet Slipper.’ But my underwear is closer to fuchsia.” She tossed her panties at him. “See?”

Years of training on the football field kicked in and he caught the slip of fabric in his right hand. “You’re right,” he said and he took a step forward. He threw her underwear down to the carpet without bothering to study them.

“You need to be home in two hours?” he asked.

Her teasing smile faded at the reminder of the reality beyond the bedroom walls. “You know I do.”

“We might not have time for the Chinese food.” He momentarily blocked his view as he drew his ‘Go Army!’ T-shirt over his head. He discarded the reminder of where he was heading in two days’ time. He wanted to leave this town and the dead-end future it promised, but not Lily.

“I hate Chinese,” she said.

She reached forward and grabbed onto the belt buckle his father had given him after he won the state championship with his high school football team. He pressed his palms flat against the wall, one on either side of her head. He couldn’t touch her. Not yet.

“I know.” He allowed her to pull him close, her fingers working to free his belt and undo his jeans. “I didn’t want to run the risk that you would want to eat first.”

She smiled as her hands won the battle with his belt. Drawing his zipper down, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “Smart man.” Her hands pushed his pants over his hips and then went in search of their target.

“Lily,” he gasped as her fingers wrapped around the part of his body that thought ‘slow’ spelled disaster. Hell, it just might. He wanted her so damn much he might come in her hand. “Careful,” he added. “Or I’ll be about as useful as I was the first time. In the front seat of my truck.”

“Have as much self-control now as you did at seventeen?” she challenged, her hand moving up and down now.

“You know it.” He took his right hand off the wall and cupped her jaw. Angling her lips up to meet his, he kissed her. He knew her mouth. He’d memorized the way she liked his tongue to tease hers.

His hand moved down her neck and over her shoulder. His fingers froze, hovering on her collarbone. He knew the feel of her soft skin as well as he knew his own. But dammit, he couldn’t take the weight of her breast in his hand, her nipple brushing against his palm, and still maintain control.

She broke the kiss. “Don’t hold back, Dominic,” she whispered. “You never have before. Don’t start now. You know how to touch me. You’re the only one—”

His growl cut off her hushed words. He was the only one who knew the color of her panties. The only man in her bed. The only one who heard her sly humor. And yeah, the only man in Forever, Oregon who loved her.

For now . . .

 
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After
several years on the other side of the publishing industry, Sara Jane
Stone
 bid goodbye to her sales career to pursue her dream-writing
romance novels. Sara Jane currently resides in Brooklyn, New York with her very
supportive real-life hero, two lively young children and a lazy Burmese cat.
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