Love and Mayhem by @Luanna_Stewart + @WildRosePress #historicalromance #romance #Victorian


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Title: Love & Mayhem

 

Author: Luanna Stewart

 

Genre: Historical Romance, Victorian

 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

 

Blurb:

 

Sybil is happily on the shelf, tending to her sheep. But she fears she’ll depart this life without experiencing physical love, which she suspects is rather enjoyable. When her long-lost fiancé returns from sea, she decides he’s the lucky man who’ll receive her virginity.

 

 

Max is eager to return to his sugar plantation and has no intention of remaining long in London. However, he didn’t bargain on a wilful, pretty, exasperating spinster determined to take him to her bed.

 

 

He insists on marriage but she wants only his body. Her heart is not part of the deal. Unfortunately, love doesn’t always follow the rules.

 

 

Excerpt:

 

“I say, Sybil. Are you feeling well?” Oswald frowned. “You’ve gone all pink. Arabella, perhaps she should lie down. I don’t want her falling ill at the table.”

 

Sybil jerked at her brother’s words. “I’m finding it a trifle warm in here, aren’t you?”

 

“It is a little close, yes.” Max had come to her rescue, and she loved him for it.

 

Love?

 

Affection, surely. And desire, most definitely.

 

She moved to the window and shoved unsuccessfully against the sash.

 

“Let me be of assistance.” Max reached around her and raised the window. He let his hand rest on her upper arm and he leaned closer. His breath tickled her ear. “I love watching you become aroused. Arrange for us to be alone later. I’ll help you to relax.” He walked away. She pushed the window up as far as it would go and leaned out. The frigid breeze was heaven against her heated skin. Heavens above.

 

 

Buy Links:

Wild Rose Press: https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/non-american-historical-romance/5180-love-and-mayhem.html

 

Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/Love-Mayhem-Luanna-Stewart-ebook/dp/B072TQGG3J

 

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/love-and-mayhem/id1252491353?mt=11

 

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/love-and-mayhem-1

 

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Author Bio:

 

Luanna Stewart has been creating adventures for her imaginary friends since childhood. As soon as she discovered her grandmother’s stash of romance novels, all plots had to lead to a happily-ever-after.

 

 

Born and raised in Nova Scotia, Luanna has recently returned to the land of her birth with her dear husband and two spoiled cats. When she’s not torturing her heroes and heroines, she’s in her kitchen baking something delicious.

 

 

Also writing under the pen name Grace Hood, she has two novellas published with The Wild Rose Press.

 

 

Social Media Links:

 

Website:  http://www.luannastewart.com/

 

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/Luanna_Stewart

 

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/Luanna.Stewart.nau

 

Pinterest:  https://www.pinterest.com/luannastewart/

 

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14104212.Luanna_Stewart

 

Amazon Author Page:  www.amazon.com/author/luanna_stewart

 

 

Taking Flight by @KateRandle1 and @WildRosePress #romance #books #amreading


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Title: Taking Flight

Author: Kate Randle

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Ivy Castlefield is a famous motivational speaker who has lost the drive to go on with her career and her life. But after six months of wallowing in her own misery, she decides to get back in the game and boards a flight bound for Las Vegas to present at a conference.

 

Lucas Freeman is the handsome pilot of this plane, but he strikes out when he approaches Ivy to introduce himself. When they reach their final destination, the pair are reunited and given another chance to reconnect. But can Ivy overcome the scars of her past and give Lucas and herself the chance at love they both deserve? And can Lucas fight off the demons that threaten to separate him from Ivy when they have only just found each other?

 

Excerpt:

Ivy felt she could open up to Lucas like she hadn’t with anyone else. Was it because he was a friendly stranger whom she would likely never see again? No, it was more than that.

 

His soothing voice and handsome good looks started a fire in her belly she hadn’t felt for quite some time. Or was it the two glasses of wine she had indulged in? She couldn’t be positive, but she wanted to get to know him better. However, she couldn’t be sure she would be able to take that chance—again.

 

Buy Links:

The Wild Rose Press:

https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/5176-taking-flight.html?search_query=kate+randle&results=3

Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/Taking-Flight-Kate-Randle-ebook/dp/B072SY94QW/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1498516646&sr=8-2&keywords=kate+randle

 

Amazon Canada:

https://www.amazon.ca/Taking-Flight-Kate-Randle-ebook/dp/B072SY94QW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1498516720&sr=8-1&keywords=kate+randle

Barnes & Noble:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taking-flight-kate-randle/1126624995?ean=2940158989476

 

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Author Biography:

After writing more essays than she could count completing her university studies, Kate Randle decided to swap out the world of academic prose for something more exciting—romance novels.

 

She lives near Toronto, Ontario, with her incredibly supportive husband and kids. Two adorable rescue felines round out her family to keep things interesting and covered in cat hair.

 

Social Media Links:

Website: www.katerandle.com

Twitter ID: @KateRandle1

Facebook: @katerandleauthor

Good Reads Author Page:

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16298754.Kate_Randle?from_search=true

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kate_randle/

One Night with a Duke by @sandramasters10 + #Win a $25 AMZ GC! #romance #regency #giveaway


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TITLE/AUTHOR:  ONE NIGHT WITH A DUKE by SANDRA MASTERS

 

GENRE:  REGENCY ROMANCE

 

PUBLISHER:  THE WILD ROSE PRESS

 

 

BOOK BLURB:

When a spirited woman disrupts the world of a duke who follows the rules, sparks fly, passions ignite and planets collide.

 

Reclusive, cold as ice, the politically powerful Raven, Duke of Ravensmere, denies love after the tragic deaths of his duchess and baby. He is bound by his vow never to allow love to enter his heart again. Samantha Winston permits him to seek refuge in her carriage in a time of need, and what started as a kiss in the name of safety, becomes something more pleasurable and not so safe after all. In spite of every caution, his interest escalates into unexpected desire.

 

Samantha, a young widow with a secret, irreverent and high-spirited, has constructed impenetrable walls against all men. When she and Raven meet again, strong wills clash. Political intrigues and a dreaded nemesis place his life at risk, and Samantha finds herself in a dire predicament. All the while, passion soars.

 

Can Samantha’s barriers fall with more kisses?

 

Can Raven be released from his deathbed vow?

 

GIVEAWAY:

Enter to win an e-book of ONE NIGHT WITH A DUKE plus a $25 Amazon Gift Certificate.

 

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The author will draw a winner out of all the entrants next Tuesday, August 8th so be sure to get your entries in.

 

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EXCERPT: 

Raven cat-footed his way to the coach aware the coach driver stepped down to steady the horses. With the driver occupied, he opened the door, entered the carriage, closed it, and dropped on the brocade seat. A well-dressed woman seated there gasped. She held her reticule high, poised to strike him.

 

“I’m a gentleman in dire straits whose life is in danger. May I share your company for a moment? I will not harm you.” He removed his top hat, placed it and his cane on the shadowed opposite seat.

 

“You frightened me with your abrupt presence. Pray tell, sir, what are your intentions?”

 

Raven slid closer to the woman. She didn’t move, so he embraced her and placed his cheek against hers. “If you scream or shout, our lives will be in jeopardy.” He bent his head to capture the woman’s lips, pressing her against the seat. Raven sampled the sweet mint taste of her mouth. Her lemon fragrance pleased his senses, a rare combination of forbidden pleasure and danger that ached. He lingered in enjoyment. True, his lips held the kiss longer than the moment required. What started as a kiss in the name of safety became something more pleasurable—and not safe at all.

 

“Place your arms around me now. Perhaps if we pretend to be lovers, they will leave us alone,” he whispered.

 

Her arms encircled him as she dropped her reticule to the floor. His broad back shielded her from outside harm should anyone attempt to enter. Her generous breasts against his chest had his blood surging through his veins—a long ago forgotten desire. The naiveté in her kiss reminded him how jaded and bored he’d become. A delicious awareness invaded and reeled his senses. The touch of her hands to his hair tingled his scalp. Damnation, her fingers were magical. A purring moan escaped through her racing breath.

 

Raven’s heartbeat pulsed at his temples, not from fear, but from potent desire. He broke the kiss for a moment and moved his body a whisper-breath away to better study her. He savored all he saw. He moistened his suddenly dry lips. “I don’t hear voices, but it would be best to wait to make sure the mob has gone, my lady. Nor do I want to attract attention to your coach by my departure. It could place you in danger.”

 

“My boot sheaths my knife, and my cane is also a sword. I would have kept you safe.”

 

She arched one brow in a challenge, and simply held his gaze. Her devastating smile ensnared him. “And who will protect me from you, sir, and the marvel of your rakish kisses?”

 

“Dear lady, I would guess we’d protect each other. The magic of your hands fingering my hair must have presented quite a lover’s sight. Wherever did you—”

 

“I read it in a penny novel. I presume it sufficed? I have limited experience in that regard.”

 

“Indeed.” His grin contradicted his serious tone.

 

BUY LINKS:

http://amzn.to/2p0h4bu        Amazon US

http://amzn.to/2oUCF6D      Amazon UK

http://bit.ly/2qx0Dr0         The Wild Rose Press

Amazon | Kobo | BN | Apple iBookstore | The Wild Rose Press

 

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AUTHOR BIO:

Fall in love with Romance all over again with author Sandra Masters…

 

From a humble beginning in Newark, New Jersey, a short stay at a convent in Morristown, N.J. at the age of fourteen, Sandra Masters retired from a fantastic career for a play broadcasting company in Carlsbad, California, and settled in the rural foothills of the Sierras of Yosemite National Park with her husband, Ron, and two dogs, Silky and Sophie. She traded in the Board Rooms for the Ballrooms of the Regency Era and never looked back.

 

She wrote her first book at the age of thirteen. It’s been the journey of ten thousand miles with a few steps left to go. She deemed it a pleasure to leave the corporate world behind decades later. Nothing she expected, but everything she desired. Her business card lists her occupation as Living The Dream.

 

SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:

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Yours Truly by @MisfitKJPierce is a Rollicking Good Read! #romanticcomedy #books #TWRP


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Title: Yours Truly

Author: K.J. Pierce

Genre: Chick Lit / Romantic Comedy

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press/Mainstream General

 

Blurb:

Izzie Greene never wanted the limelight. As a caterer for Poe, the top-rated U.S. TV show, she had background player down pat. Her main focus was to spoil the cast and crew and fantasize about her celebrity crush, Scotsman Cardwell Bennett, while navigating the daily chaos.

Izzie’s professional life takes a sharp left turn when her ex-boyfriend unexpectedly arrives on set. Her personal life spirals into Hell when she runs afoul of an unethical paparazzo. Thrust into the public eye, her notoriety is fueled by equal measures of constant scrutiny, speculation, and half-truths. Her rumored romance with Cardwell further stokes the flames.

Held captive by the media, accident-prone Izzie struggles to keep her privacy, secrets, and sanity intact—not to mention her sense of humor. With help from her best friend Delly, her temperamental cat Edgar, and unexpected backup, Izzie might withstand the onslaught. And survive the season.

 

** Giveaway **

 

The winners have been drawn and they are:

 

Charmaine Gordon

Melissa Keir

Jennifer Wilck

 

Congratulations and keep an eye on your email for an email from the author.

 

 

Enter to win one of three copies of Yours Truly in either mobi or epub format.

 

To keep it super easy, entrants must visit and like K.J.’s  FB page (link below) and leave a comment below (PG-13 please) answering the following question:

 

What would you do if you had 30 minutes of uninterrupted alone time with your celebrity crush?

 

https://www.facebook.com/themisplacedmisfit/

 

 

Excerpt:

A certain fantasy played in my head, and I grinned. Cardwell’s childlike innocence gave way to confusion.

 

“Why are you grinning?”

 

The kopfkino ground to a halt right before the good part started. “Uh, A-Adriana.” I offered a silent thank you for the cover of darkness so he couldn’t see the flush creeping up. The stutter I couldn’t do anything about.

 

“Adriana? Whatever for?”

 

His voice relayed the look of confusion I could barely see, and I babbled to divert his attention. “Remember right after we started shooting, she droned on and on about how we should be filming in Baltimore because it’s a show about Poe—”

 

Cardwell offered his Vincent impersonation. “‘Five words, Adriana. Soundstage, b-roll, and tax breaks.’ Yeah, that was funny…”

 

I exhaled my relief, thinking I’d skirted his question.

 

“But it wasn’t that funny.” Cardwell shifted in his seat and faced me. “Tell me why you were really giggling.”

 

The flush heated to what felt like boiling point. I pressed my lips together to stop myself from blurting.

 

“Come on, Izzie.” He angled his head closer. “Distract me from the fact my nose feels like it’s about ready to fall off.”

 

The wink he shot me told me he was teasing, but my heart jumped to the pit of my stomach anyway. “Great. Play the injured card. Like I don’t feel bad enough already.”

 

He unbuckled his seat belt and swiveled to look at me, his grin stretching from ear to ear.

 

Shit. Who could say no to that? “Fine.” I hugged my arms to my chest. “You follow From Poe to Know, right?”

 

He slung his arm over the back of my seat. “Of course. Everyone does.”

 

I drummed a beat against my upper arm with my thumb, hoping I didn’t screw up and reveal my secret identity. “Well, a couple of weeks ago, she posed a question asking what people would do if they had thirty minutes alone with you.”

 

“Not one of her more inspired blogs, but some of the comments were…interesting.”

 

Cardwell’s reply sounded forced, and I wondered if his cheeks were burning as brightly as mine. “Yeah.” I thought back to the short drinking spree with Delly. “Point is, I now know what I’d do with my thirty minutes of alone time.”

 

“Oh, yeah?” He scooted closer to the edge of his seat, near enough for me to make out the corners of his mouth twitching. “What’s that?”

 

“I’d be driving. You’d be sleeping. How’s that for a fantasy?” I tore my eyes from his Medusa gaze. He wouldn’t turn me to stone, but if I kept looking at him, I’d still be doomed.

 

He tugged lightly on a curl that had come loose from my hair tie. “Wasn’t really what you were thinking, was it?”

 

“Nope.” My fingers toyed with the cracked, jagged edges of the steering wheel.

 

He leaned close. “You won’t tell me?”

 

The hair tie lost its fight, and my curls tumbled down my back. I shivered at his breath on my neck and shook my head. “Not a chance in hell.”

 

He grinned, his eyes sparkling in the glow of the streetlight. “Guess I’ll have to use my imagination, then.” He cracked open his door. “Come on, fantasy girl. Work calls.”

 

Buy Links:

The Wild Rose Press Website (E-Book): http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/4886-yours-truly.html

 

The Wild Rose Press Website (Print): http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/paperback-books/4940-yours-truly-paperback.html

 

Amazon E-Book: https://www.amazon.com/Yours-Truly-K-J-Pierce-ebook/dp/B01NBSOXR4

 

Universal Amazon e-book link: myBook.to/YoursTruly

 

Amazon Book: https://www.amazon.com/Yours-Truly-K-J-Pierce/dp/1509212825

 

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/yours-truly-k-j-pierce/1126326413

 

BookStrand.com http://www.bookstrand.com/yours-truly-0

 

Kobo.com https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/yours-truly-15

 

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Author Biography:

K.J. Pierce is a jack of all trades. Her interests are varied enough to make this a requirement for a happy existence. Her main goal in life is to understand the human condition, which she explores through various mediums, including fiction, creative nonfiction, and scriptwriting. She sometimes succumbs to itchy-feet syndrome, a holdover from her Army Brat days. As a result, she can sometimes be found bouncing from locale to locale. She earned a BA in English Literature/Creative Writing from Agnes Scott College and a MLitt in The Gothic Imagination from the University of Stirling, Scotland. She puts them to good use by crafting stories that run the gamut in terms of genres, but which always include an exploration of the societal misfit and the darkness which pervades all facets of life, even in the most comic of circumstances.

 

K.J. currently lives on the east coast of Central Florida with her cat Dorian Gray, who lives up to his name by striving to be the state’s most prolific lizard serial killer. Yours Truly is her first novel.

 

 

Social Media Links:

Website/Blog: www.misplacedmisfit.com

Facebook Author Page: facebook.com/themisplacedmisfit

Twitter: @MisfitKJPierce

Amazon Author Page: amazon.com/author/kjpierce

 

 

The Fountain of Youth by Steve Shear and @WildRosePress Moved Me! #romance #books #dementia


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Title: The Fountain of Youth

Author: Steve Shear

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Alzheimer’s, Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

“Two generations of dementia are enough!” Robert Glickman declares in his quest to die with dignity and the likelihood he will be next. To that end, he uses his grandson’s sixth grade quiz book, a locked away metal box, and a secret weapon that eventually comes back to haunt him.

 

In the meantime, he is embroiled in the lives of other residents: his neurotic sister, Essie who plots to steal his secret weapon for herself; beautiful Christina Abernathy, a retired psychotherapist he instantly falls in love with; Hester, a young server at the Fountain who suffers from progressive mutism; Boyle, a man of mystery with a questionable past for good or evil (Glickman isn’t sure which); and Boyle’s grandson, Santini, a troubled young man caught between the dope dealers he runs with and the FBI wanting to use him.

 

Will Glickman and Essie beat dementia? Can he win over Christina? And what about Hester, Boyle, and Boyle’s grandson?

 

My Review:

Robert Glickman is tired of seeing his friends and family struck down by dementia, cancer, Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s. He refuses to go quietly and armed with his grandson’s sixth grade quiz book, he goes on the offensive. Being a resident of the Fountain is a roller coaster ride full of adventures and mishaps. There’s Essie, Glickman’s sister, who reminds me a bit of my Great Aunt Ella. There’s the beautiful psychotherapist who’s captured Glickman’s heart yet refuses his advances. Then there’s Santini, Boyle’s grandson, who’s in deep trouble due to drugs. At the enter of it all is an intelligent retired doctor (Glickman) who’s fighting for his sanity and memories.

 

This was such a moving, emotional read for me. Shear portrays accurately the plight of the elderly and those suffering from dementia. I’ve seen first-hand how a person can just slip away, not remembering memories or who someone is. It’s a scary place and like Glickman, I refuse to let this hereditary disease take me down. Shear, instead of painting a depressing story of doom, he splashes humor throughout, especially in the dialogue. The message here is clear: life is what you make it and a patient dealing with the onslaught of dementia, Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s has the right to end his/her own life. I don’t personally agree with assisted death by medical doctors but I understand and respect those who wish to die with dignity.

 

A must-read novel that makes you think and stays with you long after you finish reading it.

 

Favorite Character/Quote: “There’s nothing like a good fight for what one believes in to bring people together.”

 

My Rating: 4.5 stars

 

Buy it now:

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Fountain-Youth-Steve-Shear-ebook/dp/B06XXN8Q36

 

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Fountain-Youth-Steve-Shear-ebook/dp/B06XXN8Q36

 

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Fountain-Youth-Steve-Shear-ebook/dp/B06XXN8Q36

 

Barnes and Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-fountain-of-youth-steve-shear/1126084022?ean=2940157477806

 

Kobo https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/the-fountain-of-youth-10

 

Google Play https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Steve_Shear_The_Fountain_of_Youth?id=U2TODgAAQBAJ&PAffiliateId=1100lLzi

 

Bookstrand http://www.bookstrand.com/the-fountain-of-youth-0

 

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35097928-the-fountain-of-youth

 

Author Biography:

The Trials of Adrian Wheeler was my first published novel (L&L Dreamspell, 2011). It was awarded runner-up in the San Francisco Book Festival 2015.

Filmed Imagination of Los Angeles and Daniel Dreifuss (producer of the Academy Award nominated film NO) took a film option on The Trials of Adrian Wheeler. FI hired Erik Wolter, an established screenwriter, to write the screenplay and FI is now looking for partners to produce the movie. Erik and I have collaborated on a sequel to the screenplay, Justice for All.

My wife, Susan, and I also collaborated on The State vs. Max Cooper and The Steele Deal (published by ArtAge Publications), courtroom plays in which the audience serves as the jury. Both are being produced around the country. I have found one review of Max Cooper based on its performance at the James Downing Theatre in Chicago (http://www.chicagonow.com/count-gregulas-crypt/2013/05/theater-review-youre-the-jury-the-state-vs-max-cooper-the-james-downing-theatre/).

In addition to the Fountain of Youth, I have three novels that have recently been completed: The First Coming, An Eye for an Eye, and The Click. I am presently collaborating with Erik Wolter on a screenplay based on The Click.

I have been writing poetry for over fifteen years and am also a portrait and figure artist and sculptor, having been represented by a number of galleries in Denver and Boulder, Colorado. I am presently represented on line by Vango Art.

 

Social Media Links:

Website http://www.steveshear.net/

Twitter @Steveshearbooks

 

Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

Just Friends by @AuthorStacyGold is Hot Enough to Melt Ice #romance #bookreview #FridayReads


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Title: Just Friends

Author: Stacy Gold

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Novella

 

Book Blurb:

Taya Monroe is trying to pick up the pieces of her failed writing career and broken life after walking out on her cheating fiancé. The last thing she needs is a serious relationship. The last thing she wants is a fling. Then she runs into an old friend and ski partner—the one man she always wanted who never wanted her.

 

Ski Patroller Jordan Wiley is a single dad with zero time or energy for dating. When he reconnects with Taya, his attraction to her is even stronger than before she left him behind for a career in the city. But with a young son to think about, he’s determined to ignore his feelings. Again.

 

After a magical day on the slopes, a snow storm traps them in an avalanche of chemistry neither can deny. Will their friendship survive the weight of their passion or will they surface as more than friends?

 

My Review:

Taya is going through a rough patch and is staying with her sister’s family. They’re enjoying some fun on the slopes when her brother-in-law gets hurt. The last person she expected to run into is her old friend and high school crush, Jordan. Looking hot enough to melt the snow beneath his feet, Taya’s desire for him resurfaces. He invites her to come skiing tomorrow and she reluctantly accepts. It’s not like he’s interested in her, right?

 

Jordan can’t believe his good luck when he runs into Taya again. All his feelings rush back ten-fold but he’s a single dad now and he has responsibilities. The more time he spends with her, the stronger his passion engulfs him. When she gets stranded due to a snow storm and he offers his tiny little camper as shelter, he can’t resist her charms any longer. Will their friendship go up in flames or will they stay just friends?

 

I loved this ski romantic short story. It’s about second chances, unrequited love and doing what you love to do. Told in dual POV, you get both sides of the attraction, which I adored! Taya and Jordan have electrifying chemistry, so much so that my fingers were singed. I read it in one sitting and was sad when it ended. I want more!

 

If you’re looking for a romantic quickie, pick up this book. Highly recommend!

 

Favorite Character/Quote:

“I’d forgotten what it felt like to have fun. And to be around a man who looked at me like I was beautiful and strong, and smart enough to do anything.”

 

My Rating:  5+ stars

 

Buy it now:

99 Cents for a limited time at all retailers!

Universal Buy Link http://stacygold.com/books/

 

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Author Biography:

Compulsive tea drinker.  Outdoor sports junkie. Lover of good (and bad) puns.

 

Stacy Gold gave up her day job as Communications Director of a non-profit mountain biking organization to write sassy, steamy, contemporary romance novels. Her stories are packed with strong, independent women finding love and adventure in the great outdoors. When Stacy’s not busy reading or writing, you can find her dancing, laughing, or playing hard in the mountains with her wonderful hubby and happy dog.

 

Social Media Links:

Facebook: AuthorStacyGold

Twitter: @AuthorStacyGold

Instagram: authorstacygold

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE http://www.amazon.com/author/stacygold

GOODREADS https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16423091.Stacy_Gold

 

Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

Children of the Mist by @Hywela_Lyn #sciencefictionromance #fantasy #giveaway #TWRP


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Title:  Children Of the Mist (Vol 2 of the Destiny Trilogy, but each book is a ‘Stand Alone’)

Author: Hywela Lyn

Genre:  SF/FANTASY ROMANCE

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

 

Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late?

 

Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?

 

Giveaway:

Enter to win a $5 WRP (Publisher) Gift Card. All you have to do is comment at the bottom of the post with your name and email.

 

Hywela Lyn will pick a winner on July 18th.

 

Excerpt:

 

As soon as the meal was finished and the guests left the table, Vidarh spotted Tamarith making her way toward him, with an air of purpose in her stride. This morning she wore a long, elegant crimson gown, a narrow black girdle encircling her tiny waist, with sandals on her feet.

 

Her hair hung loose, rippling around her ankles. She was unlike any woman he had known—and it wasn’t only her beauty that intrigued him. She had a remoteness about her too, despite her pleasant manner, and he had a feeling there was something she was hiding. Something he sensed she felt strongly enough about to deliberately keep shielded, even though it was inherent in their very natures that no telepath on Niflheim would ever pry, unbidden, into the mind of another.

 

Good morning, Vidarh, it looks as if we’re going to have beautiful day.

 

It certainly does. Given the curious look in her eye, Vidarh was sure Tamarith wanted more from him than small talk.

 

I would like to talk to you before Gullin calls us all together, if you can spare a few minutes.

 

Of course, Vidarh agreed as he followed her outside and walked with her along the mosaic path beside the banks of flowers that edged the lake.

 

****

 

Tamarith stopped and gazed for a moment across the water. The G-type sun, now fully risen, caused the lake to shimmer like a veil of golden silk, with scarcely a ripple disturbing its calm. The pastel-colored walls of the graceful buildings on the shore reflected the glow of both suns. In the distance, the mountains encircling the settlement reached high into the cerulean sky. The swirling mist that hid their summits was as much a part of Niflheim as the earth upon which she and Vidarh stood.

 

She sensed his mind discreetly touch hers and realized he was staring at her keenly. She turned back to face him, returning his questioning glance and studying him in turn.

 

Taller than average, and broad-shouldered, today he wore a sleeveless, belted leather shirt over thick breeches, with long, icecat-wool lined boots. His upper arms were well muscled, his skin tanned as if he were used to working outdoors. His curly, dark auburn hair, kept away from his face with a plain leather band, reached almost to his shoulders. It caught the sun’s rays and gleamed like the polished dark red wood of the trees that flanked the feet of the mountains. She took in his clear, hazel eyes, with their friendly twinkle, the long, straight nose, strong jaw line and smiling mouth. He would have been fighting off the local unattached young women if the situation they found themselves in were not so serious.

 

Not that she was particularly interested in his looks, or those of any other man, for that matter. No, something else about Vidarh of Ragnak excited her curiosity.

 

It’s about yesterday…

 

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Hywela Lyn

 

Author Biography:

Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales, which inspired so much of her writing.

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature.  Her characters often have to fight the elements and the terrain itself.  Her heroes are strong and courageous, but chivalrous and honourable – and of course, handsome and hunky. Her heroines are also strong and courageous, but retain their femininity and charm.  However difficult the journey, love will always win in the end.

 

She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, she has two horses, a ‘feral’ stable cat, and a rescued terrier, who manages to twist her round his little paw.  When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog – or just eating chocolate!

 

 

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#CHRISTMASINJULY FETE: The Power of Love and Murder by @brendawhitesid2 #BOOKS #GIVEAWAY


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Title: The Power of Love and Murder

 

Author: Brenda Whiteside

 

Genre: Romantic Suspense

 

Book Blurb:

For thirteen years, Penny Sparks has managed to hide from the political powers who murdered her family. When she unwittingly exposes her true identity, not only is she marked for death, but the people closest to her risk meeting the same fate.

 

 

Jake Winters is out of rehab and coming to grips with his demons. When he meets his sister’s roommate, Jake believes Penny might be that someone who can help him find life after rock star status…until her secrets blow up his world.

 

 

With a government agent turned hit man closing in on her, Penny and Jake race to expose the presidential contender behind the murders of her family. Even if they win the race with death, the murder that stands between them could end their hope for a new life.

 

 

Excerpt:

Jake nodded, but all he could concentrate on were Penny’s last words before the officer appeared. When they were alone again, he threw up his hands. “What do you mean, go back to Phoenix? Why the hell would I do that? My sister’s been murdered, and I want to find out why.”

 

She turned her back on him, went to the open door of the bathroom, and lifted her clothes from the hook. Beneath the thin, hospital gown her spine was straight, her movements tight, as if coiled and ready to spring.

 

“Penny, I know how much she meant to you.” How much she meant to both of them. He wanted to hold her, share their loss. “I’m not leaving you.”

 

Untying the gown, she let it drop around her feet, and sidestepped out of the heap. She pulled the dark gray sweater over her head then stepped into black velvet jeans. She wouldn’t make eye contact, wouldn’t speak as she sat on the green plastic chair.

 

This was killing him. He needed to hold her, help her with her pain—his pain. Haltingly, he made his way to her, touched her head, and waited while she zipped her boots. “Penny.” She resisted, but he tipped her chin, forcing her to look up. “Come on, baby. You don’t have to worry about me leaving you.”

 

“You will.”

 

“No—”

 

“When I tell you the truth, you will.”

 

 

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Author’s Favorite Holiday Food/Tradition:

The Christmas season is by far my favorite because we incorporate Winter Solstice. On Winter Solstice, we have a traditional fire ceremony with our son and his family. This is a time to share the memories of the year and what we look forward to in the next. We use the directions of the earth in our discussion. A meal follows and the next morning we exchange gifts. On Christmas, we celebrate with the rest of the family.

 

brenda Whiteside

 

Author Biography:

Brenda and her husband are gypsies at heart having lived in six states and two countries. Currently, they split their time between the pines of Northern Arizona, the desert of Southern Arizona, and the RV life. Wherever she roams, she spends most of her time writing stories of discovery, suspense, and the tangled relationships of life.

 

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Quest of a Warrior by @m_morganauthor #Giveaway #paranormalromance #FridayReads


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QUEST OF A WARRIOR by Mary Morgan

 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

 

Genre: Paranormal Fantasy Romance

 

Blurb:

“You met them in the Order of the Dragon Knights. Now, journey to the realm of the Fae and witness their legends!”

Fenian Warrior, Conn MacRoich has traveled the earth for thousands of years, guarding the realm between mortal and Fae. His deeds are legendary. Yet, one mistake will force him on a journey to fix a broken time-line. However, on Conn’s quest, he must face a human female who will eventually bring this ancient warrior to his knees.

When Ivy O’Callaghan inherits her uncle’s estate, she never imagines there will be more secrets to unravel, including the one she hides from the world. With the help of a mysterious stranger, she learns to trust and step out of the shadows. However, nothing prepares Ivy when she learns Conn’s true identity.

As the loom of fate weaves a thread around the lovers from two different worlds, will the sacrifices they make lead them to love? Or will their secrets destroy and separate them forever?

 

 

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Excerpt: 

Putting a fist to her mouth to stifle the laughter, Ivy turned when the front door to the pub blew open. The cold blast of air lashed across her face, but she gave no care. Her mouth became dry as the man stood there blocking what little light remained in the sky. His silver-blond wavy hair whipped around his chiseled face shaded by a light beard. Yet, it was those eyes that bore into hers—holding her captive. Were they silver or ice blue? She blinked several times, and swallowed.

 

 

The giant stepped into the pub and closed the door. Ivy’s gaze traveled the length of him as he made his way past her to the bar. She couldn’t help but follow him with her eyes. He was sinfully dressed in all black—jeans, boots, leather jacket opened to reveal a black tee. He was magnificent.

 

 

“Sweet Brigid,” whispered Erin. “Have the Vikings invaded Glennamore again?”

 

 

The woman’s words snapped Ivy out of her lustful trance. She looked at her friend. “Vikings in Glennamore?”

 

 

Mac placed her coat over her shoulders and chuckled. “Do not fear they were banished many centuries ago. I’ll go see what the Viking wants. I’m sure he’s only passing through and needs a pint and some food. There’s nothing in Glennamore to raid.”

 

 

The room blurred, and Ivy brushed a hand over her brow. “Not a Viking,” she uttered softly.

 

 

Erin placed a hand on her arm. “Are you all right?”

 

 

Ivy lifted her head. The gorgeous man leaned against the bar as Mac made his way to him. “I said he’s not a Viking.”

 

 

Erin smirked. “You could have fooled me.”

 

 

The man straightened as Mac pointed a finger directly in Ivy’s direction.

 

 

Ivy was unable to move, the words tumbled free as if spoken by someone else. “He’s an ancient Celt.”

 

 

The stranger immediately glanced her way, shock registering across his face as if he had heard her spoken words.

 

 

“Good Lord, you’re as white as a sheet, Ivy Kathleen.”

 

 

She barely heard Erin’s words. The Celt moved toward her, a frown marring his handsome features. A tremor slithered down her spine as she lifted her head up to meet his gaze.

 

 

“Ivy O’Callaghan?” The soft burr of his voice brushed over her face, and she couldn’t determine if it was Irish or Scottish.

 

 

Her mouth stayed dry, making her unable to acknowledge the man’s question. Nodding slowly, she took a step back. Then the Celt smiled, and Ivy thought she would melt right there on the floor. How could anyone look that gorgeous?

 

 

Erin nudged her. “Forgive my friend, Ivy Kathleen, she seems to have lost her voice.”

 

 

Recovering her wits, Ivy replied, “Sorry. I’m done telling stories about my life in the States.”

 

 

The Celt arched a brow. “Not interested in your stories. Sean Casey sent me to inspect your repairs.”

 

 

“You know Sean?” interrupted Erin.

 

 

Smiling, the man nodded. “Most of his life. I’m Conn MacRoich.”

 

 

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 Mary Morgan

 

Author Biography:

Award-winning Scottish paranormal romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California, with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return.

 
Mary’s passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. She spent far too much time daydreaming and was told quite often to remove her head from the clouds. It wasn’t until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling–writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories.

  

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Hell Ryders MC series by @JL_Sheppard #99cents #romance #TWRP


 

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Title: Running Wild, Hell Ryders MC #1

Author: J.L. Sheppard

Genre: Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

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Book Blurb:

When the perfect life Alyssa Holden planned turns out to be a life of lies, she runs to her brother, the only person she can trust. She has no idea she’s running straight into a world of badass bikers who live and ride by their own rules. One tatted rebel in particular calls to her wilder side, and while everything in her draws her toward him, every experience she’s had with men warns her away.

 

Jace Warren is doing what he’s done his whole life—trying to survive, making the best with what he’d been given. The only life that makes sense after the military is Hell Ryder’s Motorcycle Club, but the sweet innocence of his army buddy’s sister promises a different life, one a man like him can only dream of. Problem is, being his MC brother’s sister puts her off limits. Hard as it is, he keeps his distance. Then she kisses him, and all bets are off.

 

Excerpt:

A woman moaned.
Allie hadn’t meant to look, but unwillingly, she turned her head. The door wide open, so inevitably, she caught sight of them. She stood there seeing, yet unbelieving, frozen with her eyes glued to an image she’d never forget no matter how much she craved to.
Jace.
Shirtless sitting up on the edge of his bed, his head angled back, eyes closed, lips parted. A dark-haired woman draped over him, kissing his neck, her legs wrapped around him. Her black leather skirt hiked up to her waist, his hands cupping her bare ass.
Her heart clenched, squeezing in her chest so hard it hurt. Deep and searing her from the inside out.
Jesus.
How it hurt.
And she didn’t know why.
He wasn’t hers. He was a biker who couldn’t stand her. Single, free to screw however many scantily dressed women he wanted. Her brother warned her bikers did it often, and still somewhere deep inside, she held hope Jace was different. He wasn’t just a biker, he was the man who took his niece to dinner weekly, the man who’d roughed up her ex-fiancé, then held her while she cried.
It was more than that, too. She wanted to believe the man who affected her in a way no other man ever had, the man whose arms she’d felt safe in couldn’t be anything like her brother described.

 

 

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Title: Running Hot, Hell Ryders MC #2

Author: J.L. Sheppard

Genre: Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Thomas “Cuss” Layne has never wanted for anything, except the beautiful girl he saved so long ago. But she’s a rich girl, and he’s a biker. For years, he hasn’t had a glimpse of her. Still, he’s never been able to get her out of his mind. When her life’s in danger, he rides to her rescue once again. This time, he’s determined to do what he should’ve done long ago—make her his, in every possible way.

Tiffany Hamilton has never gotten over the bad boy with the sapphire eyes and midnight hair, the boy who once saved her. She wants him—a touch, a taste—but he’s never wanted anything to do with her. It’s past time to move on. When the sexy biker barges back into her life, saving her yet again and making demands, he makes it impossible to say no to his raw magnetism. She’ll finally have everything she’s dreamed of…but will it be enough?

 

 

Excerpt:

Movie wasn’t halfway done, and his girl had already passed out. Head on his shoulder, legs on the couch to her other side.

 

Smiling, he took a breath. Her head on his shoulder slipped lower. He wrapped an arm around her, turning toward her slightly until her head lay on his chest. Either he’d gotten good at doing that or she was a heavy sleeper. Probably the latter, not once when he carried her to bed had she woken.

 

She let out a small sigh and burrowed into him.

 

He loved that. She did it a lot, and every time she did it, it made him feel like he had the world in the palm of his hands. Maybe not his hands, but he definitely had the world sleeping against his chest.

 

His gaze slid from her face to her hair. He threaded his fingers through it. So soft. So thick. He spared a glance at the television and realized he missed an important plot point. Now, he was lost. Nothing new. He never paid much attention to the movie once she dozed off. He just sat there and watched her sleep. Often, he ran his hand through her hair like he was then. Every once in a while, he looked to the screen. And when he did, he remembered the movie would be over soon, and then, he’d have to force himself to stop staring at her, carry her to bed, and head home.

 

Worse part of the night, heading home.

 

He hated it, hated leaving her.

 

And still, it had to be done.

 

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Author Biography:

J.L. Sheppard was born and raised in South Florida where she still lives with her husband and son.

 

As a child, her greatest aspiration was to become a writer. She read often, kept a journal, and wrote countless poems. She attended Florida International University and graduated in 2008 with a Bachelors in Communications. During her senior year, she interned at NBC Miami, WTVJ. Following the internship, she was hired and worked in the News Department for three years.

 

It wasn’t until 2011 that she set her heart and mind into writing her first completed novel, Demon King’s Desire, which was published in January of 2013.

 

 

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8 women – 8 motives to kill: Too Many Women in the Room by @JoanneGuidoccio #cozymystery #TWRP


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Title:                Too Many Women in the Room

 

Author:           Joanne Guidoccio

 

Genre:             Cozy Mystery

 

Publisher:        The Wild Rose Press

 

 

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Blurb:

When Gilda Greco invites her closest friends to a VIP dinner, she plans to share David Korba’s signature dishes and launch their joint venture— Xenia, an innovative Greek restaurant near Sudbury, Ontario. Unknown to Gilda, David has also invited Michael Taylor, a lecherous photographer who has throughout the past three decades managed to annoy all the women in the room. One woman follows Michael to a deserted field for his midnight run and stabs him in the jugular.

Gilda’s life is awash with complications as she wrestles with a certain detective’s commitment issues and growing doubts about her risky investment in Xenia. Frustrated, Gilda launches her own investigation and uncovers decades-old secrets and resentments that have festered until they explode into untimely death. Can Gilda outwit a killer bent on killing again?

 

Excerpt:

 

Carlo’s hand caressed my thigh. More sex. The man could be insatiable. And it had been almost two weeks since our last romp. We started to kiss and then his cell phone vibrated.

Carlo groaned as he leaned over and picked up the phone. He sat up, his back to me. “What’s happened?” he barked. Carlo’s shoulders tensed. A long sigh and then his terse words. “Clear the perimeter, stat.”

Clear the perimeter. My heart beat faster as I recalled the last time I had heard those dreaded words. It could mean only one thing. Another murder. Two murders in less than twenty-hours. What were the chances of that happening in Sudbury? At the Christmas party, the police chief had bragged about one of the lowest murder rates in Canada during the past twelve months.

I swallowed hard. “What’s wrong?”

Carlo turned and gave me a long glance. “Andrew Frattini was found dead in the alleyway behind the ReCareering office.”

The nightmare couldn’t be starting again. This time with different players but still with the same intent. To pin the murder on me. But that strategy wouldn’t work. I had an iron-clad alibi no one could refute.

Carlo dressed quickly. He picked up his phone and then turned toward me. “Stay clear of this, Gilda.”

“How can I ignore it?” I said as I felt myself tearing up. “Someone’s trying to frame me again.”

He leaned over and kissed me. “Well, they didn’t succeed, did they?”

 

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Author Biography:

In 2008, Joanne took advantage of early retirement and decided to launch a second career that would tap into her creative side and utilize her well-honed organizational skills. Slowly, a writing practice emerged. Her articles and book reviews were published in newspapers, magazines, and online. When she tried her hand at fiction, she made reinvention a recurring theme in her novels and short stories. A member of Crime Writers of Canada, Sisters in Crime, and Romance Writers of America, Joanne writes cozy mysteries, paranormal romance, and inspirational literature from her home base of Guelph, Ontario.

 

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Just another day in paradise Gun for Hire by @j_j_montgomery #romanticsuspense #giveaway #TWRP


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Title: Gun for Hire

Author: J.J. Montgomery

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

The job should have been easy—patrol a swank beach that serves as a backyard for Maui’s rich, kick out the riffraff, and get a tan in the process. But rent-a-cop Samantha Winters didn’t anticipate a deliciously grumpy cop, Sergeant Grady Roark, who comes down to the beach to bust her chops and instead leaves her breathless…and wondering why the one man who could help her seems determined to thwart her at every turn.

 

Grady is keeping secrets from Sam that have him walking the line between attraction and duty. But when Sam becomes the target of a shadowy organization, Grady will have to choose between the law and the temptation of a woman who has him breaking every rule he’s ever known.

 

The job should have been easy, but when the bullets start flying, Sam learns nothing is as easy as it seems when you’re a Gun for Hire.

 

 

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Excerpt:

“The sunlight was intense after a half hour in that gloomy space, but I squinted hard and kept moving toward a narrow set of steps down to the parking lot. Grady walked a few paces behind me, and if he heard the crinkle of paper as I moved, he elected not to say anything.

 

Grady hit the remote to his truck and grabbed for the passenger side door, his hand light on my elbow as he helped me up. Paper crackled as my butt hit the seat and Grady’s eyes narrowed. Without a word, he slammed my door and went around to the driver’s side, climbing up into the cab and stabbing the keys into the ignition.

 

“So, I—” I hesitated as I shifted in my seat and my movement was accompanied by the distinct sound of cardboard bending.

 

“No,” Grady muttered, and clicked on the radio. “No talking.”

 

“But—”

 

“Shh.” Grady put a finger to his lips, his eyes still on the road. “Any minute you’re going to tell me about the felony crime you just committed. And then I’m going to have to deal with the fact that I was an accessory to a felony crime.”

 

“Umm, yeah.” I reached around to the back of my pants and eased the file folder up from my waistband, working it out slowly so as to not lose anything as Grady headed up the hillside toward his house. As I brought it around to look at it, the red block letters damning me to years of incarceration should I get caught, a muscle ticked in Grady’s jaw.

 

“You stole classified documents.” He shook his head from side to side.

 

I looked up at Grady and then down at the mangled file with the red Top Secret heading. I took a corner of the front sheet and ripped across the width of the page, separating the words “Top Secret” from the rest of the paper.

 

“They’re declassified now.” I crumpled up the classification and shoved it in my pocket.

 

Grady sighed.

 

I shrugged and opened the file.

 

 

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Author Biography:

J.J. MONTGOMERY writes romantic suspense novels with a sense of humor. Her heroines are as smart as they are smart mouthed and the men in their lives are just trying to keep up. Gun for Hire is the first book in J.J.’s Maui Heat Series.

 

If you’d like to know more, including info on her newest book, where she gets her ideas, and how it’s possible she can’t use Facebook, please visit her:

 

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Will their passion ignite or will they stay… Just Friends by @AuthorStacyGold #romance #TWRP


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Title  Just Friends

Author Stacy Gold

Genre Contemporary Romance

Publisher The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

Taya Monroe is trying to pick up the pieces of her failed writing career and broken life after walking out on her cheating fiancé. The last thing she needs is a serious relationship. The last thing she wants is a fling. Then she runs into an old friend and ski partner—the one man she always wanted who never wanted her.

 

 

Ski Patroller Jordan Wiley is a single dad with zero time or energy for dating. When he reconnects with Taya, his attraction to her is even stronger than before she left him behind for a career in the city. But with a young son to think about, he’s determined to ignore his feelings. Again.

 

 

After a magical day on the slopes, a snow storm traps them in an avalanche of chemistry neither can deny. Will their friendship survive the weight of their passion or will they surface as more than friends?

 

 

Excerpt

“Monroe.”

 

My last name floated over the buzz of chair lifts and chatting skiers, but I ignored it. Monroe was a common name. And I didn’t know anyone in Washington.

 

I shifted on my knees, gripped the lever, and yanked again. Nothing moved. With a growl, I yanked harder. The lever broke free with a pop. I rocked back on my heels and snapped the seats into place.

 

“Taya Monroe.”

 

This time the voice pulled me upright so fast I whacked my head on the padded ceiling. Monroe might be a common name, but I’d never met another Taya.

 

I backed out of the hatch, planted my feet in the snow, and looked around the small, almost empty emergency parking lot. A tall, broad-shouldered man wearing a black helmet, mirrored goggles, and a red ski-patrol jacket stood near the entrance to the old, wooden first aid shack. I couldn’t see his eyes but I could’ve sworn he was staring at me. My hands dropped to my sides as I strained to identify him.

 

“Don’t you recognize me? I’m hurt.”

 

A familiar shiver ran down my spine. That deep, smooth voice. That sensual mouth curving into an impish grin. The hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention, almost quivering.

 

Jordan Wiley.

 

A ball of excitement bloomed in the pit of my stomach. “Jordan!”

 

I made it all of two steps before his long legs brought him close enough to sweep me into a spinning hug, the heavy weight of my ski boots flying behind me. His strong arms engulfed me. I melted into him, heat fusing us together through our jackets and layers. As my boots crunched on the snow-covered ground, frigid air filled the space where his body had been.

 

Jordan kept his left arm draped over my shoulders and squeezed me close, making up for the sudden separation of our torsos. My right arm twined around his waist. When he pulled his goggles up onto his helmet the full force gaze of his warm brown eyes washed over me, and my knees went weak.

 

“What are you doing here?” My brain struggled to process the sudden reappearance of my old friend in my life, while my body reacted the same way it always did around Jordan—inappropriately.

 

Buy Link  http://stacygold.com/books/

 

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Author Biography

Compulsive tea drinker.  Outdoor sports junkie. Lover of good (and bad) puns.

 

Stacy Gold gave up her day job as Communications Director of a non-profit mountain biking organization to write sassy, steamy, contemporary romance novels. Her stories are packed with strong, independent women finding love and adventure in the great outdoors. When Stacy’s not busy reading or writing, you can find her dancing, laughing, or playing hard in the mountains with her wonderful hubby and happy dog.

 

Social Media Links

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Twitter: @AuthorStacyGold

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AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE http://www.amazon.com/author/stacygold

GOODREADS https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16423091.Stacy_Gold

 

An Unsuitable Duchess by Kathleen Buckley + @WildRosePress #historicalromance #books


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Title     An Unsuitable Duchess

Author   Kathleen Buckley

Genre    Historical Romance

Publisher    The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

 

Book Blurb

 After her guardian’s death, Anne Sinclair comes to Town seeking an interesting gentleman to marry. With only a competence, she means to find a man with broad interests, rather than broad estates. But why did her guardian think it might be difficult for her to make a match? She means to find out, only to learn that the London of 1740 can be dangerous for a young lady of small fortune and inquiring mind. Lord John Anniscote unexpectedly inherits inherits the title and responsibilities of his dissolute brother, the Duke of Guysbridge, including houses, servants, tenants, and the need to provide himself with an heir. Formerly poor, cynical, and carefree, he finds himself hunted by marriage-minded females. When a plot against a young lady up from the country touches his honor, the new duke takes a hand to safeguard her reputation and repair his own.

 

Excerpt

Then Anne saw books in a window. There was no resisting the joys of a bookshop. Besides, how could a young lady fall into trouble in a bookseller’s?

 

“I will be some time looking at the books, I fear. Perhaps you should go to the draper to choose some ribbon,” she suggested, taking several shillings from her purse. “Something to furbish up that green dress, and get some for yourself, too. Don’t hurry back.”

 

Sally agreed cheerfully.

 

Anne slipped into the shop, noting that the proprietor was assisting someone at the back, and apart from them, it was empty. So much the better. Anne settled her spectacles on her nose and was soon deep in A Curious Herbal, a reference of plants with medicinal uses and very fine illustrations by Elizabeth Blackwell. How her grandfather would have enjoyed it! She jumped a little when someone spoke at her shoulder.

 

“Who would have thought a fair damsel would stoop to wear eyeglasses? Indeed, who would have believed you such an avid reader?”

 

“I beg your pardon, sir!”

 

Anne blinked at the tall, loose-jointed man smiling down at her. It was an odious smile—condescending, knowing, arrogant—the gentleman from the coffee house. He wore no wig, and his own hair was dark and without powder. His coat and breeches were of good plum-colored cloth but rather plain, except for the coat’s handsome buttons. His waistcoat was fawn silk. She approved his style if not the man himself. Anne had noted that the extreme of men’s fashion in London seemed to run to bright colors and excess ornament.

 

“Ah, Mistress Propriety! How well you do it, too, and no chaperon in evidence. Did it give you some trouble to find me here?”

 

“I believe you must have mistaken me for another,” Anne replied, clutching the large volume to her breast. She glanced toward the counter, but the bookseller was paying no attention. Why would he? The gentleman’s voice was low and would not carry so far. She could raise her voice, of course, which would attract the shop owner’s attention. But she looked no more than a servant or a girl of the middling sort. The proprietor was unlikely to take her part rather than the gentleman’s. And if there was a scene, she would never feel she could come back to the shop.

 

“Sir, I beg you will remove yourself, as your presence is distasteful to me.” Anne did her best to mimic the frigid tone she had once or twice heard Lady Beaton use to insolent menials.

 

“What have I done to offend you, I wonder? Well, I would certainly not wish to give offense to a…lady.” The tone in which the last was uttered was itself an insult. “Until we next meet.”

 

He gave an ironic little bow and strolled out before Anne could think to retort, “Sir, we have not yet met at all.”

 

Buy Links

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Unsuitable-Duchess-Kathleen-Buckley-ebook/dp/B071KWTPHJ/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1495283338&sr=1-3&keywords=an+unsuitable+duchess

 

The Wild Rose Press, Inc.: https://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/5075-an-unsuitable-duchess.html

 

Kathleen Buckley

 

Author Biography

When she was three years old, Kathleen Buckley’s father bought a set of the Encyclopaedia Britannica. Big books! With all kinds of words (and pictures) in them! By the age of twelve, she knew she wanted to write fiction (she also wanted to be a journalist, a spy and a spaceperson—but NASA wasn’t accepting female spacepersons then). She never became a journalist because she hates asking pushy questions, nor a spy, because she’s not good with foreign languages, has bad eyes and is not athletic. But along the way, she worked in a hospital billing department, as a bookkeeper in a print shop, as a paralegal, and as a security officer. In semi-retirement, she began to write full-time, at least when not pursuing her other hobbies: reading, cats, cooking, costume projects, and spinning wheel repair. And no, she can’t spin. That will have to come after the spinning wheel repair…

 

Social Media Links

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/anunsuitableduchess/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/270998.Kathleen_Buckley

Blog:   http://writing-on-el-camino-real.blogspot.com

Ella’s Triple Pleasure by @AnnaLores #EroticRomance #books #TWRP


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Title: Ella’s Triple Pleasure

Author: Anna Lores

Genre: Erotic Romance

 

Book Blurb:

This work contains mature content, including graphic sexual descriptions and scenes, and is provided for adults only. 

 
It takes three men to satisfy one woman’s needs…

 

Single mom and massage therapist Ella Winthrop isn’t looking for a relationship. She has enough problems without risking a business that barely meets her needs. Then her world is turned upside down by three men, each offering something she isn’t prepared for—love so deep it hurts, sex so hot she’s afraid she’ll melt from the pleasure, and a future beyond her wildest dreams.

 

Steamy businessman Cade Jackson has it all—money, looks, a giving heart, and a dominant nature—but Ella refuses to date a client even if she’s lusted after him for a year. After his brother’s death, Garrett Winthrop moves back to town opening old wounds and even darker fantasies. Dr. Derek McGregor gives her balance and understanding that speaks to her soul. All three men force Ella to question the limits of a traditional relationship.

 

 

Excerpt:

A cold breeze swept over them, cooling off skin drenched with the heat of lust. No woman had ever affected him so intensely. No woman had ever refused to date him. No woman but beautiful and sweet Ella Winthrop.

 

She shivered.

 

“Are you cold?” He stopped in the darkness of the forest. He should have thought about the cool nights here and brought dinner up to the main house. He needed to be more considerate. “I can give you my shirt.”

 

He let go of her hand and lifted his tee. He was boiling walking next to her. He was more than eager to take off his shirt or anything else he could get off for that matter. He

wanted to be naked between the bed sheets, or up against a tree, or in the grass, or hell, anywhere he could get her into a compromising position. But he had rules for a lasting relationship. Take things slow.

 

“No, no.” She shivered again. A pink blush filled her cheeks. “I’m not cold.”

 

She reached for the hem of his dark T-shirt halfway up his chest, but her warm hands touched his bare abs. She told the truth. She wasn’t cold. Maybe her reluctance in the car was because she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

 

He breathed in and slowly exhaled as her hand glided down to the waistband of his jeans. Please, a little farther. Unbutton them. Make the first, big move. Show me you want me so I can take over.

 

He tightened his abs, showing off the top and middle of his eight-pack.

 

 

She shivered again. Her breathing turned shallow. She stepped closer, and he swore she made a soft, moaning sound like she had in the car. He wanted to hear her moaning under him so badly he could barely think straight.

 

 

He sucked in his abs, wishing he had worn loose-fitting jeans, so she could slip her hand down. The magical hands that massaged his body every week would be on the places he fantasized about having them.

 

 

Her fingers lingered near the top button of his jeans.

 

 

He waited. His eyelids drooped. Please, do it. Do it, Ella.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon US: http://tinyurl.com/Ella-sAMAZUS

Amazon UK: http://tinyurl.com/Ella-sAMAZUK

Barns and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ellas-triple-pleasure-anna-lores/1126228041

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/ella-s-triple-pleasure

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/ellas-triple-pleasure/id1231857138

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/books/ella-s-triple-pleasure-by-anna-lores

The Wild Rose Press: http://tinyurl.com/LoresTWRP

 

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Author Biography:

Anna started writing romance as a by-product of insomnia. After a year of late night reading, she borrowed her son’s laptop and set about breathing life to her very own characters. A month later, she was surprised with a new laptop of her own to pursue her dreams.

 

With a B.A. in English Literature and a desire to fill her world with wonderful stories she and her close friends could not just talk about, but gush over, Anna shed the job as mom of three in the late night hours and assumed her alter ego of Dirty Girl.

 

 

Social Media Links:

Author site: www.annaloresauthor.com

 

Twitter: www.twitter.com/annalores

 

Facebook: www.facebook.com/annaloresus

 

Publisher page: http://tinyurl.com/LoresTWRP

Escape From Behruz by @judymeadows44 + Help Choose a Character Name and Win! #romance #TWRP


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Title     Escape from Behruz

Author    Judy Meadows

Genre     Contemporary Romance

Publisher The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

Rashid will escort Olivia and the baby through the mountains to Iran in order to escape the violence in Behruz, but he won’t let Olivia near his heart. Not again. Not after the way she trampled it two years ago.

 

 

Olivia accepts his help, but she has no interest in his heart. She’s never forgiven him for abandoning her when she needed him most. Still, she has to be careful. He mustn’t learn that the baby the world thinks is heir to the Behruzi throne is actually her son. And Rashid’s.

 

 

Can they make it through the trek, sharing a tent each night, without giving in to the attraction that has always drawn them together? Can Olivia hold in the secret that could destroy her?

 

 

Excerpt:

When the meal was over, the women helped her put on her nomad costume. They wanted to do everything. Their hands were all over her, pulling at her sweater and trying to open the snap and zipper of her jeans. They giggled and exclaimed when they saw her small, pale breasts, but the biggest source of delight turned out to be her lacy briefs. She was relieved when they covered her with the new clothes.

 

“This reminds me of a wedding,” Fatima said when they all stepped out of the tent. “When a Qashami girl gets married, the women all help her dress in her wedding clothes and then they escort her to her husband’s tent.”

 

Walking toward the tent of her “husband,” Olivia felt like a bride. The mantle framed her face and fell down her back like a bride’s veil, and the long skirt swayed with every step. Rashid stood in front of the tent talking to Saddiq. He was wearing a long shirt and a wool vest like those worn by the other men. Time stopped for several heartbeats when his eyes fell on Olivia. He seemed to straighten up, to become taller, and everything about him became very still.

 

She met his gaze boldly. The petticoats swished around her legs when she walked. She felt the swing of her arms, the sway of her hips, even the slight bounce of her breasts. All the women stood behind her, waiting for Rashid’s reaction.

 

“Spin around again like you did for us in the tent,” Fatima whispered to Olivia.

 

Rashid’s nomad clothes made him look primitive and very male. His eyes were intent on her, like the eyes of an animal watching its prey. He was motionless except for a slight quivering of his nostrils.

 

Olivia lifted her arms slowly, and the women stepped back away from her. Then she began the pirouette. She moved as if in a trance. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. But still the skirt rose, its colors blurring as she spun, and she felt dizzy and flushed when she stopped. She gave Rashid a smile that came from some new knowledge.

 

“You are a temptress,” he said in English. His eyes were dark pools that beckoned her to tempt and be tempted.

 

“The ladies are waiting to see what you think of their handiwork.”

 

He stepped toward her and reached his hand up to touch her face at her temple. Then he slid it down until it cupped the nape of her neck. A shiver of response rippled through her, but she didn’t move.

 

“She is very beautiful,” he said in Farsi. “The costume is perfect. She is perfect.” He kissed her lightly on the lips. The speculations and remarks of the nomads hushed. A crow cawed in the distance, and then it was silent too. She was mesmerized. She felt possessed.

 

 

Help Me Name a Character: Win a Prize:

I’ll award a free e-copy of the book based on a drawing to be held this Saturday (May 20th) at noon PST. To be included in the drawing, help me name the hero for the third book in the Behruz trilogy. The name has to be Middle Eastern, sexy, and pronounceable. (The reader’s pronunciation may not be strictly “correct” but the reader finds it easy to pick a pronunciation and go with it.). Choose among the following options or tell me one of your own:

 

Mansur, Malek, Rahim, Ahmad, Javad, Darius, Hamid, Jafar, Majid, Saman, Kamran, Zakar.

 

There’s no “right” answer. The drawing will be random among those who “like” my Facebook page and leave a comment. https://www.facebook.com/Judy-Meadows-Romance-Writer-1556763401023522/?fref=hovercard

 

 

Buy Links

The Wild Rose Press – http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/4978-escape-from-behruz.html

Amazon – http://a.co/eaA3uUi

 

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Author Biography

I grew up and went to college in Minnesota but now live in a small town in Oregon with my husband, Jim. I love to travel, read, hang out at the beach, cook, and play with grandchildren. I’ve always loved cats, but sadly find myself catless at the moment. Our 20-year-old Simba and 17-year-old Tinker Bell both died last year.

 

 

I worked as a systems analyst for IBM when I finished college. I interrupted my career in that field to take a year-long trip, traveling by Landrover, from Europe to India, Sri Lanka, and Nepal, and I returned to Iran several years later, with my husband, to work as a computer engineer in AT&T’s effort to modernize the Iranian phone service. The fictional country of my novel, Behruz, is based on the cultures of Iran and Afghanistan as I saw them then (before political unrest and war disrupted both countries).

 

 

When we retired from computer work, Jim and I bought a farm in northern California. We grew apples, Asian pears, and raspberries for ten years before retiring again, this time to Oregon.

 

 

When our son was a senior in high school, we adopted a 10-year-old girl from a Russian orphanage. I spent two weeks in Moscow finalizing the adoption and then came home to start the parenting thing all over again. When our Russian daughter was settled into the family, I trained to become a doula and began a 20-year career as a doula and childbirth educator. So far, I’ve helped 460 women in labor. (see www.doulajudy.com and www.mexicanmidwives.com)

 

 

I’ve just finished Midwife in Behruz, a sequel to Escape from Behruz and am beginning to plot the final book in what will be a trilogy of stories set in Behruz.

 

 

Social Media Links

Website: www.judymeadows.com

Email: judymeadowsromance@gmail.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/judymeadows44

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Judy-Meadows-Romance-Writer-1556763401023522/?fref=hovercard

 

A Man With a Pure Heart by Linda Tillis @Linda34434 Spotlight #historicalromance #TWRP


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Title: A Man With A Pure Heart

Author: Linda Tillis

Genre: Historical Romance/Inspirational

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

“Samuel Hinton learned at the tender age of fifteen just how violent some men could be. But now, in 1910, as he investigates the murder of a schoolteacher, even he is shocked by the brutality.

 

Kathleen Campbell travels to rural Florida to seek justice for her sister’s death. What she finds is an instant and unexpected attraction to the handsome Investigator who swears he will find the killer.

 

As another murder fills Samuel with a sense of urgency, he struggles with the depth of his feelings for Kathleen, the conflict of knowing he intends to kill the man he seeks, and how that killing will clash with his own Christian beliefs.”

 

Excerpt:

Hamish lay in the back corner of the windowless building. His head was at an odd angle, and there was a look of surprise on his tired, old face.  Samuel held the lantern high and searched the floor. It was not terribly dusty and there had been at least two people inside since the killer had left.  He was unable to distinguish any shoe or boot marks, or moccasins, for that matter. He squatted by Hamish and set the lantern on the floor. He spotted a sliver of something white under the body. Samuel gently rolled Hamish to his side and extracted a piece of crushed paper from under him. He turned it over and immediately recognized Edith’s flyer.

 

“So, old man,” Samuel whispered, “you tried to warn him.”

 

Samuel gently closed Hamish’s clouded, green eyes. He hesitated, his palm resting on the old man’s forehead.

 

He whispered, “Hamish, Hamish, you should have told me. What can you tell me now?”

 

Samuel was completely motionless, staring into the dark corner. He closed his eyes, and after a time he envisioned Nash, standing in a small clearing, his head thrown back and his mouth wide open in a scream.  There was a small building with one high window.  Nash stepped to the doorway, and Samuel could see the inside of the one room cabin. There was a bed with a broken length of chain attached.

 

Ahh. So, the big man has lost something, or someone.

 

Samuel stood, and looked down at Hamish one last time.

 

“I hope you knew the Lord, old man. I hope he is welcoming you now.”

 

 

Buy Links:

Amazon –  http://amzn.to/2qrsVzl

 

The Wild Rose Press –   http://bit.ly/2pQGbk3

 

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 Author Biography:

Linda has been fortunate to lead a varied life. She was born in Appalachia, Goody, Kentucky to be exact. You know, coal mining country. Her mother moved her to Cleveland, Ohio when she was a small child. She had the best of both worlds. In the summer, she ran bare-foot through the mountains, drank from a cool, sweet, well…and yes, used an outhouse! But during the school year, she attended concerts and art galleries. She lost her mother to cancer when she was ten years old and moved to Florida to live with her father and his new family. She read voraciously during her high school years. In fact, at lunch on Thursdays, she would make a couple of dollars writing book reports for others.

She worked in the garment industry for eighteen years, then changed careers in 1986. Really changed careers. She went from fashion to forensics, and spent the next twenty years with the local Police Department as, yep, you guessed it, a CSI. After so many years of brutality, death and general mayhem, her wonderful husband helped her realize it was becoming detrimental to her health. So, she retired. She spent a year re-acquainting herself with the “real” world. She took up nature photography and sold a couple of articles with photos to the Florida Wildlife Magazine.

She went back to the workplace as a 911 dispatcher/calltaker, and for another seven years her Southern drawl spread over west Florida’s airwaves. During that time, her husband convinced her she should write a book. So, she did. She is now retired, and can devote her full attention to a writing career. She is a member of the Sunshine State Romance Authors, Inc. which is a local chapter of the national Romance Writers of America, where she achieved PRO status in 2015 by having a publisher request her full manuscript for consideration.

 

Social Media Links:

Website – www.lindatillisauthor.com

 

Twitter –  https://www.twitter.com/Linda34434

 

Facebook  –  https://www.facebook.com/linda.tillis.5

 

 

Betting On Kincade by @devonmckay2014 #romance #westernromance #TWRP


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Betting On Kincade by Devon McKay

Genre: Contemporary Western Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Blurb:

Everyone Cassie Wilcox loved is gone. And now, thanks to her drunken stepfather, her house and family business will be taken from her, too, unless she can find a way to buy back the ranch from the new owner. With less than two months to come up with money she doesn’t have, her options are running out, and apparently, her common sense as she rents out rooms to an eclectic group of strangers.

 

Returning home for Dalton Kincade is bittersweet. Not a damn thing has changed. Two years on the rodeo circuit weren’t able to shake free the memory of the feisty redhead who’d broken his heart into a thousand pieces. Nor the sting of her parting words…Never trust a Kincade.

 

Winning her beloved ranch in a drunken bet is the last thing he expected to happen, but at least he saved it for her. Now, he has to figure out how to break that news to a woman who never wants to see him again. Renting a room in the house he now owns might be a risk, but it’s nothing compared to betting his heart on winning back the love of his life.

 

Excerpt:

“Are you going to play or just sit there?” Gary Evans slurred in drunken angst as he kicked back his chair and leaned over the table. Not waiting for a reply, he picked up the crisp piece of paper lodged between them, waved it in the air, and then, slammed the deed to the Wilcox land back down on the hard pressed wood.

Cautiously, Dalton stationed a deadly stare on the intoxicated fool and noted the shimmering of glee highlighting the steel gray of the man’s eyes. Tapping the top card, he slowly trailed his finger along the swirled red print.

He was a loser no matter the outcome. Should’ve just walked away. Ignored Gary’s foolish bet and the taunts that followed once the hook had been set. It wasn’t as if Cassie would appreciate his effort anyway. Regardless, he couldn’t walk away and let her lose it all.

Clenching his jaw, he folded his fingers around the squared edges and paused before picking up the pile.

“Read ‘em and weep,” Gary squealed gleefully as he tossed his cards next to the deed. “Four deuces.” He stumbled from the end of the table, closing the gap between them in one stride, before managing to shove a quadruple of stubby digits in front of Dalton’s face. “Four.”

Dalton studied his hand with guarded fury, then stifled the drunkard’s premature victory with a flick of his wrist.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Betting-Kincade-Devon-McKay-ebook/dp/B01MQXJWK9

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Betting-Kincade-Devon-McKay-ebook/dp/B01MQXJWK9

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Betting-Kincade-Devon-McKay-ebook/dp/B01MQXJWK9

Publisher http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/paperback-books/4921-betting-on-kincade-paperback.html

 

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Devon McKay Bio:

Devon McKay writes contemporary romance with a western flair. If she’s not writing, she’s busy with chores on her small ranch, working on a stained glass project or walking one of her three dogs through the woods. Her greatest joy is putting a smile on a readers face and hearing from fans.

Please check out Devon’s website at: http://Authordevonmckay.com  or contact her by email at: dev.mckay@yahoo.com . You can also follow her on Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/DevonMcKay2014

and on Twitter at: https://twitter.com/devonmckay2014

Her General in Gray by @LNightingale #historicalromance #TWRP #Giveaway


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Title: Her General in Gray

Author: Linda Nightingale

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Tagline:

A Massachusetts lass purchases a southern plantation that comes complete with the ghost of a Civil War General—for the Confederacy.  Sparks fly!

 

Blurb:

Autumn Hartley purchases Allen Hall at a steal, but the northern lass gets far more than a beautiful plantation in the South Carolina Low Country. The house comes complete with its own ghost, a handsome and charming Civil War General—for the Confederacy. The stage is set for another civil conflict.

 

John Sibley Allen died in battle from a wound in the back, the bullet fired by the turncoat, Beauregard Dudley. The traitor’s reincarnation is Autumn the Interloper’s first dinner guest. Sib bedevils her date and annoys her with fleeting, phantom touches, certain he can frighten her away as he did previous purchasers. As time marches on, her resident ghost becomes more appealing while her suitor, Beau, pales in comparison. Autumn finds her ability to love didn’t perish in the divorce that sent her south seeking a fresh start.

 

After over a century in the hereafter, Sib discovers he is falling for none other than the feisty Yankee girl, but what future could a modern woman and an old-fashioned ghost possibly hope for?

 

Giveaway (2 Winners):

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Excerpt:

“You are not there.” Autumn dropped her book and leapt to her feet, shaking her fist at the apparition standing beside the fireplace.

 

The frolicking blaze shone through the whatever-he-was lounging by the hearth, his arm stretched along the mantel.  A ceramic clock beside his hand chimed the hour—seven golden notes. Tall candles in brass candlesticks flickered in an eerie fire dance. He appeared to be a Civil War soldier of the South, his opaque uniform gray with a nasty red-stained hole near the heart.  Double rows of gold buttons decorated the coat. Three gold stars and a wreath on the collar glittered in the firelight. No blood spilled from the apparition.  Except for his wound, he looked perfectly healthy—for a dead man!  He nodded and bowed elegantly…as much so as his lost society had been, regardless of the strong backs supporting that way of life.

 

“Oh, but I am, Miss Hartley.”  He straightened, longish hair gently curling over his face.

 

A chill raced over her, but she suppressed the tremor of apprehension.  Autumn swallowed hard and adjusted her white cotton blouse.  “I don’t believe in ghosts.  You’re not welcome here. I bought this house and am struggling to pay for it.  Get your Halloween self out of my living room.”

 

He smiled.  “It’s not 0048alloween, and we share this house.  It was mine, you know, and still is.  I’m willing to share it with you—even if you are a Yankee.  After all, the conflict is over, and I’ll hold no grudge against the Northern aggressors. Even though the South will never surrender.”

 

“Northern aggressors?”  She inhaled sharply, the vanilla scent of the candles on the dining room table drifting into the living room.  Everything about Allen Hall was beautiful. She loved the house. But this conversation with an arrogant spirit solidified defiance.  “And, for your information, the South did surrender.”

 

“A point of history.” He shrugged and gave her a condescending glance. “No more.”

 

 

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Linda Nightingale

 

Author Biography:

Born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston.  She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.

 

 

Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt.  She is now a finalist in the 2016 SARA Merritt. She is the mother of two wonderful sons, a retired legal assistant, member of the Houston Miata Club, and enjoys events with that car club.  Among her favorite things are her snazzy black convertible and her parlor grand piano.  She loves to dress up and host formal dinner parties.  PS The piano plays itself!

 

 

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Meet RONA-Shortlisted Author @Hywela_Lyn and her #Books! #TuesdayBookBlog #romance #scifi


Hywela Lyn

 

One of the perks of being in the publishing industry is I get to meet authors from all over the world. I first met Hywela Lyn in 2016 when she requested a book review. An author from Wales, she and I instantly clicked (we have family from Wales). She’s one of the nicest women I’ve ever met and her stories stick with you long after you’ve read the last page. She agreed to sit down with me (MRS N) for a candid interview. It’s my great pleasure to introduce Hywela Lyn. So please give her a warm POTL Blog welcome. Take it away, Hywela:

 

How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

 

Names are very important for me – my characters become living, breathing people in my own mind, so it is important that their names reflect who they are. Often they come to me with their name already – Jess or Jestine Darnell from ‘Starquest’ is a good example. Previously I had never particularly liked the name Jess, but when she ‘told’ me she was called Jess, I realised that it really suited her, and I love the name now. I knew it was short for something, although I also knew it was not Jessica, and then I realised that ‘Jestine’, a slight variation of the name Justine was perfect, although she rarely uses it, preferring the shortened form. ‘Children Of The Mist’, the second book in trilogy,  is set on the imaginary planet ‘Niflheim’, named after the land of cold and mist of Norse legends, because much of the planet is covered in ice and snow and a perpetual mist, although the inhabited areas are more temperate. It followed that the settlers of this planet would naturally name their children after characters in Nordic legend, so apart from one or two exceptions, most of the characters are named after the Scandinavian gods or mythical places. In ‘Beloved Enemy’ Kerry Marchant (another character who came to mind ready named) is the lead character after being a secondary character in Starquest’. Cat (Catrina) has Irish in her background although this is not specifically mentioned in the novel, so somehow I knew O’Brian was her surname although for reasons of her own she uses ‘Kincaid’ but Cat seemed just right for her, and as she says herself, she’s no pussycat ‘this cat has claws’ but she also has a heart which she tries very hard to hide.

 

What do you consider to be your best accomplishment?

 

Finishing my first book and getting it published! It took me a long time to polish it enough to feel it was ready to submit to a publisher, but it was worth all the hard work.

 

If you didn’t like writing books, what would you do for a living?

 

I’ve always made up stories in my head and I can’t imagine not wanting to write, but I’ve always loved horses, since I was a small child. I really wanted to work at a riding stable, but was dissuaded from doing so by my headmaster, who insisted there was ‘no money in it’, as if money was more important than loving one’s work, or job satisfaction! So I allowed myself to be persuaded to take up office administration as a career. It did enable me to earn enough money to buy my first horse, and in retrospect it was not a bad career move, since I learnt to touch type and find my way around a computer, which came in really useful when I decided to actually start writing down my stories and send them to magazines, before branching out into writing a full length novel which started me on my writing career, although I did have to wait until I retired from full time work to actually have my first novel published!  In the years I worked in an office, I did manage to spend a lot of time with my horses though, and did long distance endurance riding in the beautiful mountains of Wales. Many a writing plot has been hatched while on the back of a horse!

 

Are you a plotter or a pantster?

 

A bit of both, I think.  I always know how a book is going to end, although the ending may change by the time I actually get there, but I need to have something to work towards.  I write rough ‘chapter headings’ with perhaps a few lines beneath of the important scenes or turning points in the chapter. I will invariably have more chapters to add, but my rough outline acts as a guide.  I allow my characters to tell me how the story progresses, and they often stray from the outline – sometimes I will argue with them but I usually find they are right!

 

Is this your first book? How many books have you written prior (if any?)

 

My first published book was ‘Starquest’. It started as a short story, and was supposed to be a ‘one off’. However by the end, I knew there would be a sequel ‘Children Of The Mist’, and after mulling it over for a few years I finally wrote the third book in what has become the Destiny Trilogy, ‘Beloved Enemy’. Each book is complete in itself although featuring some of the same characters and I was thrilled when ‘Beloved Enemy’ was shortlisted for the Romance Novelists Association RoNA awards, 2017

 

What are you working on now? What is your next project?

 

My publisher put out a call for a ‘Friendly ghost’ story, so that’s what I’m working on at the moment. It is set in Wales, on a pony stud, so I’m able to incorporate my other love into the story.

 

Do you write naked?

 

No, LOL – the British climate is far too chilly most of the year, and in the winter, even with the central heating on I like to have my woolly sweater and jeans! In the summer, I might write in just a teeshirt and shorts, but you never know when a visitor might call and I don’t want to frighten the neigbours!

 

Have you ever gotten into a fight?

 

Only once, when I was at school. A slightly older girl kept picking on me and hitting me, she didn’t really hurt me. But she was much bigger than I was and I was quite scared of her. One day something snapped and I hit her back. After a few exchanged blows, she backed off and never bothered me again. Although I am not keen on violence it did teach me that bullies are cowards and if you stand up to them they will often show their true colours.

 

Do you drink? Smoke? What’s your vice?

 

I don’t smoke and only drink a glass or two of wine, on special occasions. My biggest vice is chocolate. I’m a chocoholic. I can easily devour a large bar in one go and a box of chocolates only lasts a few days – if it’s lucky! I can resist anything except chocolate and my ‘secret’ stash is rapidly depleted once I start raiding it!

 

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

To be able to fly. It must be amazing to soar effortlessly in the sky and see the landscape from above. I watch the red kites hovering above the paddocks where I keep my two horses and marvel how they stay airborne so effortlessly.

 

If you were an animal, what would you be and why?

 

That would have to be a horse – my favourite animal. I would love to be a graceful Arabian, able to run like the wind!

 

Do you have any scars? What are they from?

 

I have a scar running half way down the little finger of my right hand. This happened many years ago when I was in my late teens helping out at a friend’s riding school.  I was running late and after  picking up a ‘leading rein’ from the tackroom, I realised it was not actually a leading rein, but a long leather strap with a hook on each end. I attached one end to the bridle of the pony I was leading and most of the ride went uneventfully, until the pony suddenly stopped and my horse shot forward – the rein slid through my hand and the hook sliced through a piece of my finger, which ended up with me having with a trip to A & E and several stitches. (Luckily my friend was with me and able to take the pony I was leading, whiIe I rode one handed back to the farm.) I learnt a valuable lesson about being too hasty – if I had only taken an extra few seconds more to get the correct lead rein I would have saved myself a lot of pain and trauma!

 

 Beloved Enemy

 

Title: Beloved Enemy (Volume 3 of the Destiny Trilogy)

Author: Hywela Lyn

Genre:  Science Fiction Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Blurb:

Cat Kincaid is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.

 

Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. However, the beautiful, red haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

 

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, they need to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction. But how can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again, and she made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

 

(Although every story in the trilogy features some of the same characters, each book can be read as a ‘stand alone’ novel.)

 

 

Excerpt:

Carefully slicing open the tunic, she checked the wound in his chest. Deep and jagged, it seemed to be only a flesh wound and probably nothing vital was damaged, although it still bled profusely. She ran the instrument over the injury, amazed to see the blood clot, and a rapid regrowth of new skin form over it. In a few seconds, it healed almost completely. His shoulder had also sustained severe lacerations in addition to the vivid purple bruises forming on the skin. She repeated the operation with the device. The bruises faded and the torn flesh knitted together barely leaving a scar.

 

 

She replaced the knife in her belt, and in a deft movement pulled her hair back and knotted the scarf around it once more. “Impressive. How d’you feel?”

 

 

“It seems I will survive,” he said in the slow precise tones that made his voice so distinctive.

“Thank you,” he added, almost as an afterthought. He reached for the bio-regenerator and stashed it back in his pocket. His face gained some colour, and a minute or two later, he was unrecognizable from the man she’d found wounded and bleeding a short while ago.

 

 

“What is that, anyway—what did you call it—a bio-regenerator?”

 

 

“Exactly. It does, as you see, precisely what you would expect, including destroying any toxins or bacteria present in the wound.”

 

 

She inclined her head as she considered his words. “It’s not Terran.” She meant it as an observation rather than a question.

 

 

“The technology was given to us by a race called the Phidians.”

 

 

“I’ve heard of them. Their advances in medicine are well known.” She looked up at the heavens. “About time we got away from here. Night isn’t too far off by the look of that sky.” The light faded perceptibly while they spoke and the air took on a noticeable chill after the earlier oppressive heat.

 

 

“What about our ‘friends’?” He turned his head and looked in the direction of the rocks where the assailants of a few minutes before let loose the last salvo of blaster fire.

 

 

She put the tri-dee-viewer to her eyes again and scanned the area. “There’s no sign of life over there. They must all be dead or badly injured. They’d have shot at us again if they were still capable.”

 

 

“Unless they are waiting for us to show ourselves, so they can pick us off more easily,” Kerry said. He made as if to stand, and in an instant, she drew her pistol. “Like I said before, no sudden moves. Get up—slowly.”

 

 

“So you are making me a prisoner?”

 

 

“Not exactly, but I’m not stupid enough to take any risks.”

 

 

He rose to his feet, his gaze not leaving her gunhand. Several inches taller than her, broad shouldered and slim, he presented a commanding figure. His expression froze as his gaze homed in on the insignia on her breast pocket, his eyes like chips of blue ice.

 

 

“You work for the Union.”

 

 

“I work for myself.”

 

 

“Then why are you wearing the insignia of the Global Union of Earth and Allied Planets?”

 

 

“I have a license to requisition any enemy ship trespassing in the sectors of space over which they hold dominion.”

 

 

“A licensed pirate in the pay of the Global Union.” Kerry’s eyes showed outright contempt. She almost preferred the icy coolness.

 

 

“I prefer to think of myself as a freelancer—doing a service.”

 

 

His expression did not change, although he did change tack. “You could have left me to die—or just shot me. Why didn’t you?”

 

 

“Call it a personality flaw. I don’t like abandoning someone who’s wounded even to save my own skin. And I don’t kill in cold blood. If I have to shoot someone, I’d rather they were facing me with their eyes open.” Even if I did swear to leave their dead body for the Union to use in their hideous experiments. Keep it casual. Don’t let him guess what’s really in your mind.

 

 

To her amazement, he smiled the most devastating smile she’d ever seen, made even more remarkable because he didn’t look as if he did it very often.

 

 

“My own philosophy as it happens. It seems almost a pity we are on opposite sides.”

 

 

“Opposite sides?”

 

 

“I have no love for the Union. That puts us on opposite sides, even if you are just a pirate, doing their dirty work for them.”

 

 

She gave him her best withering look. “Fine. And just because I decided to save your hide, don’t get any ideas. We don’t have to like each other.”

 

 

Buy Links:

AMAZON U.S. http://www.amazon.com/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

 

AMAZON U.K. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Hywela-Lyn/e/B002BMBXH4/

 

THE WILD ROSE PRESS: http://www.wildrosepublishing.com/maincatalog_v151/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=138

 

 

Author Biography:

Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long-suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales.

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature.

 

Her first novel, ‘Starquest’, a futuristic romance released by the Wild Rose Press was followed by a sequel ‘Children Of The Mist’. Her recently released third novel ‘Beloved Enemy’, continues what has now become a series known as ‘The Destiny Trilogy’. She has also written a fantasy novella ‘Dancing With Fate’ and has had several short stories published in UK magazines,

 

She is a member of The Romance Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, when she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog – or just eating chocolate!

 

 

Social Media Links:

Website: http://www.hywelalyn.co.uk

 

Blog: www.hywelalyn.blogspot.com

 

Amazon Page: https://www.amazon.com/Hywela-Lyn/e/B002BMBXH4/

 

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/HywelaLynAuthor/?pnref=lhc

 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Hywela_Lyn

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Hywela-Lyn

Sebastian’s Castle by Lisa DeVore @mrsldevore Blends #Romance and #Fantasy! #EntertoWin #TWRP


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Title: Sebastian’s Castle

 

Author: Lisa DeVore

 

Genre: Romance/Fantasy

 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

 

Book Blurb:

Being married to a cop is hard, being the widow of one is harder. After Brynn Austin’s husband, Nate, was murdered in an undercover operation, there wasn’t enough evidence to convict the gang leader who killed him. Brynn refuses to let him kill their dream to renovate an old Connecticut castle. But her plan is hampered by a ghost who’s not ready to give up his home. Contractor Jaxson Maddox signs on to renovate the old castle that’s sat empty for years. He didn’t believe the rumors about the place being haunted. But that was before he met the resident ghost. What Jax didn’t sign on for was trouble in the form of falling for the beautiful widow, dealing with a pesky ghost, and risking his life when a threat from Brynn’s past surfaces. He’ll do whatever it takes to protect her, even if it means becoming a ghost himself.

 

Excerpt:

Light shone in through the windows,

but the space wasn’t any less creepy. Old cobwebs hung

from the rafters, and dust particles danced in the

sunlight. She hoped there wasn’t a family of raccoons,

or worse, living here. Brynn pushed those thoughts

from her mind and kneeled in front of the trunk with the

screwdriver. She’d never tried to pick a lock before, but

there was a first time for everything.

 

“If you’re set on nosing around, I would rather you

used the key. It’s under that pile of books.”

 

Brynn jumped to her feet and swung around to face

the voice. She gripped tightly to her only weapon, the

screwdriver.

 

There he stood, the same man she saw the other

day. “Who are you?” She backed toward the wall,

holding the screwdriver in front of her. “You’re

trespassing.”

 

“No, my dear, you’re trespassing. This is my

castle. I should be asking you the questions.”

 

Brynn’s eyes bugged out as she really took a look

at him. His image was fading in and out. “No,” she said

aloud, “it can’t be.”

 

“My dear, you don’t look well.”

 

“You’re a…” She patted her face.

 

“A what? I’m a what?” His face faded and

returned.

 

“You’re a ghost!”

 

 

Contest:

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Author Biography:

Lisa DeVore is a romantic suspense author for The Wild Rose Press. Her active imagination started at an early age in her NE Ohio hometown, complete with its own castle. She’s an avid reader, loves the beach, dolphins, and sunshine! Yes, she’s a misplaced Floridian. Lisa stays busy utilizing her accounting degree, spending time with her husband of 20-plus years, their two sons and daughter, 2 toy fox terriers, and one mini-pin. And she enjoys spending time in the worlds she creates. Lisa made the Amazon best-seller list for her debut novel “Beautiful Music”, and is pleased to announce the worldwide release of her fourth book, “Sebastian’s Castle”.

 

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Sacrificial Lam by Gary Guinn @gmguinn is a Gripping #Thriller! #entertowin #TWRP


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Title: Sacrificial Lam

 

Author: Gary Guinn

 

Genre: Mainstream Mystery/Thriller

 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

 

Book Blurb:

When English professor Lam Corso receives a death threat at work, he laughs it off.  A liberal activist at a small Southern conservative college, he’s used to stirring up controversy on campus.  It’s just part of the give and take of life.  Even when violently attacked, Lam is convinced it must be a mistake.  He can’t imagine anyone who would want to kill him for his beliefs.

 

When his home is broken into and his wife’s business vandalized, Lam is forced to face the truth. His wife—a passionate anti-gun crusader—is outraged when Lam brings a gun into the house for protection. The police can’t find a single lead. Left to their own devices, Lam and Susan are forced to examine their marriage, faith, and values in the face of a carefully targeted attack from an assailant spurred into action by his own set of beliefs.

 

What will it cost to survive?

 

Excerpt:

Lying at an odd angle to the road, he opened his eyes and gasped for breath. The sky was clear, the air crisp, the grass damp. His bike lay a few feet to the right of his outstretched hand, the handlebar slightly askew.

 

When he picked himself up off the ground, his left knee was tender where it had struck the handlebar as he went over, and his shoulder hurt where the car mirror hit him. But otherwise he had no apparent injuries. He’d be sore the next day from landing and rolling, but a rush of relief rolled over him. The damn kid could have killed him driving like that. He picked up his bike and examined it. The only real damage was a dislodged rear brake cable. He was damn lucky. It could have been much worse.

 

As he straddled his front tire and struggled to straighten the handlebar, the envelope jutted from the pocket of his jacket. The hair stood on his neck, and he turned and searched the empty street in the direction the car had gone. Nothing. It was a stupid idea. It was just a dumb high school kid, who probably wet his pants when he ran Lam off the road. It had to be a high school kid. But the words of the note came to him—THE JUDGMENT IS DEATH.

 

 

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 Gary Guinn

 

Author Biography:

Gary Guinn’s great, great grandfather moved his family to northern Arkansas from Kentucky after the Civil War. They have lived there ever since. Guinn lives in Siloam Springs, Arkansas, with his wife, Mary Ann, and their lab mix, Seamus, and their Corgi mix, Peanut. He is retired from teaching writing and literature at John Brown University. His first novel, A Late Flooding Thaw, was published by Moon Lake Publishing in 2005. His second novel, Sacrificial Lam, was published by The Wild Rose Press on March 3, 2017. His poetry and fiction have appeared in a variety of magazines, a few of which are The Midwest Poetry Review, Carve, in which his story was a finalist for the Raymond Carver Prize, The Bryant Literary Review, Ghoti, and Elder Mountain: a Journal of Ozark Studies. His short fiction has appeared in several anthologies, the most recent being Yonder Mountain, from the University of Arkansas Press. His favourite pastimes are reading, writing, traveling, and brewing beer (and of course, drinking it).

 

Social Media Links:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/gmguinn

Facebook: Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/garyguinnwriter/

Facebook Personal Page: https://www.facebook.com/

Facebook Book Page: https://www.facebook.com/A-Late-Flooding-Thaw-1792618954333659/

Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/585203.Gary_Guinn

 

 

If Wishes Were Earls by @Luanna_Stewart #historicalromance #romance #giveaway


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Title: If Wishes Were Earls

 

Author: Luanna Stewart

 

Genre: Historical Romance – Victorian

 

 

Blurb:

 

When a mysterious note directs Miss Miranda Large to a tiny village in Cornwall to find her heart’s desire, she has no choice but to go. An enchanted keepsake heightens her curiosity. A snowstorm forces her to accept the hospitality of a sullen, albeit sexy and handsome, earl and Miranda’s wish doesn’t seem so out of reach.

 

 

Edward Penhallion, the 12th Earl of Claverlock, is not in the mood to start his search for a new wife. He wants to be left alone with his books and his dreams of revenge. But the arrival of a headstrong, sharp-tongued spinster forces him to play the charming host. Not a difficult task, given her intelligence and beauty. Suddenly, he’s not terribly eager for her to leave.

 

 

But as the snow falls and the winds blow, Edward discovers there’s more to Miranda than a lively wit and a lovely face. And Miranda wonders if the trappings of wealth are enough for true happiness.

 

 

 

Excerpt:

He chuckled. The low, enticing sound warmed her from the tips of her ears to the soles of her feet, and made her quite forget her urgent need. “I won’t detain you any longer. It is quite safe for you to turn around. I’m respectably clothed.”

 

She lowered her hand and looked over her shoulder. She’d not noticed much about his face the first time she’d seen him, being distracted by other parts of his anatomy. Her cheeks heated. Oh, heavens, the other parts were all she’d looked at. Not at all similar to those parts on statues, or in paintings. This man’s parts were—impressive. More than her cheeks heated. Why had no one told her a man’s chest, when unclothed, was so thrillingly fascinating?

 

Now, with the distracting portions of his person covered, she could see he was incredibly attractive. Several inches taller than her, which was unusual given her height, with auburn hair a bit longer than current fashion, and brown eyes holding a hint of humor. She might escape unscathed. The bristles on his cheeks and chin matched the hair visible on his chest, for he had not buttoned the neck of his shirt.  He had tucked in the tails, however, and was possessed of muscular thighs.

 

When her gaze travelled up to meet his, a smile lingered in his eyes. “Have you seen enough?”

 

She opened her mouth to refute his implication, but in good conscience could not. She’d been ogling the poor man. Of course she had. What living, breathing woman wouldn’t ogle such a fine specimen?

 

 

 

Giveaway:

Do you believe in wishes? Have you made a wish that has come true? One commenter will receive a hand-knitted (by me) washcloth and a bar of handcrafted soap. (USA and Canada only. International winner will receive a $5 US gift card.)

 

 

 

Buy Links:

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Luanna’s Bio:

 

Luanna Stewart has been creating adventures for her imaginary friends since childhood. As soon as she discovered her grandmother’s stash of romance novels, all plots had to lead to a happily-ever-after.

 

 

Born and raised in Nova Scotia, Luanna now lives in Maine with her dear husband, two college boys, and two cats. When she’s not torturing her heroes and heroines, she’s in her kitchen baking something delicious.

 

 

Writing under the pen name Grace Hood, she has two novellas published with The Wild Rose Press.

 

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The Destiny Series by @Hywela_Lyn Blends #ScienceFiction and #Romance! #RONA #TWRP


THE DESTINY SERIES – Each book is a complete ‘standalone’ novel

 

Starquest

 

Title   STARQUEST (Volume1 in the Destiny Trilogy)

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild  Rose Press

 

Book Blurb 

When Jestine Darnell is rescued from her sabotaged starship by the crew of the Destiny her only objective is to complete her mission and keep her promise to save a world from slavery. Love is the last thing on her mind. However, she has not counted on losing her heart to Kerry Marchant the ship’s second in command, who makes his distrust of her painfully obvious, despite the chemistry between them. The completion of her mission has consequences that neither of them could have foreseen.

 

Enter Dahll Tarron, who becomes involved in a long and dangerous quest to find the Destiny. Fates become intertwined, perils shared, culminating in the realization that sometimes love may be so close that there is a danger it will not be recognized until it is too late…

 

Excerpt

Dahll Tarron, the owner of the Quest, the ship Jess has chartered to find the starship Destiny  has been badly wounded on planet they have been lured to by a false distress signal. They are some distance from the ship and they have to make camp for the night. Jess keeps watch.

 

“Dahll, are you in pain? Shall I give you something for it?”

 

“No, just stay…with…me.” I seated myself beside him, cradling his head in my lap. He looked so pale and vulnerable. I felt he must, in reality, be older than he looked. He certainly had more than his fair share of strength and courage and determination. “It’s going to be all right,” I said softly. “Try to get some rest.”

 

I loosened the fastenings of my long cloak and arranged it so it covered us both. After a while, he grew still, and I sensed he was sleeping again. I tried not to move for fear of disturbing him.

 

I began to grow very tired. It was a few hours before dawn, and I’d had no sleep since the previous evening. I slowly eased my aching limbs into a more comfortable position. As I did so, my eyes caught a flicker of light moving toward the entrance of the shelter.

 

I stiffened, suddenly alert again. Tiny, glowing tongues of flame danced in the darkness, writhing and twisting around themselves like miniature whirlpools of living fire.

 

At first, I thought it was a trick of my eyes, caused by fatigue. After a while I decided it was just marsh gas, but as I watched I became aware that the ‘flames’ were orderly. They moved in groups of threes and fours, gliding in straight lines and then circling to retrace their steps in what seemed to be a methodical fashion, as no Will o’ the Wisp ever did. I began to feel I was in the presence of something malevolent…evil.

 

Then I heard the voices. Strange, unearthly voices, which had nothing to do with flesh and blood.

 

“Take the male,” they hissed, “while he yet lives. Before the life-force within him dies and is of no use to us.”

 

“Wait. The female is stronger,” came another voice. “Stay until she sleeps. Then will be our chance, and we can take them both.”

 

I reached for my blaster, by now fully charged, and fired a steady beam in the direction of the ‘flames.’ When I laid down the gun there was nothing, only the darkness.

 

Had the voices been in my imagination, or was it a dream? But I knew I had not slept. Trying to recall the experience, as I record this, I realise they did not speak in words at all. Yet I had understood, like that time on Niflheim, with Gullin.

 

I’ve always loved the night, the beauty of the darkened, star-filled skies. Here, however, on this forsaken and perilous planet, it is menacing, with the sense of something lurking, lying in wait.

 

Much as I dislike the idea, I have resorted to using a Phidian stimulant to stay awake. For Dahll’s sake as well as my own, I can’t allow myself to sleep until we’re once more on board the Quest.

 

Buy Links

Amazon US –  https://www.amazon.com/Starquest-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-1-ebook/dp/B001GS77RO/

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Starquest-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-1-ebook/dp/B001GS77RO/

The Wild Rose Press – http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/2177-starquest.html

 

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Title   CHILDREN OF THE MIST (Volume 2 in the Destiny Trilogy)

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

 

Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love:

Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

 

Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late?

 

Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?

 

Excerpt

She kept climbing, losing all track of time.

 

She stopped to rest. She’d had little sleep and not bothered to eat before she left the camp, and hunger and exhaustion took their toll. All at once she sniffed the air. Clouds of bitter-smelling smoke drifted in a haze above her. She turned her head to one side and concentrated on climbing as swiftly as she could without losing her footing.

 

It was almost a shock when at last she reached the rim. She eased herself onto the icy ground, and sat for a few moments to catch her breath. Smoke hung in the air and it was obvious there had recently been a fight with power weapons.

 

Vidarh! Vidarh, are you here?

 

No answer. Nothing but silence. Abandoning caution, she adjusted her flare to full beam and swung around, stretching her arm and illuminating the ground before her. Suddenly she stood rigid. Over to her right, a large black mound, obviously the Salmaran, or what was left of her, lay inert and lifeless, face downward.

 

She looked all around, flashing the light on her wrist, straining her eyes for some sign of Vidarh, while calling to him in her mind. She walked away from the Salmaran woman’s body, and at last spotted Vidarh lying a considerable distance away.

 

His arms were flung out away from his sides, his fingers clenched around the butt of his blaster, his garments half covered in snow. She could detect no life-signs.

 

She ran toward him. Tears spilled down her cheeks and it seemed as if her heart would break.

 

 

Buy Links

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Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Children-Mist-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B002HMC7VE

The Wild Rose Press http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/2350-children-of-the-mist.html

 

Beloved Enemy

 

Title  BELOVED ENEMY– Volume 3 of The Destiny Trilogy

Shortlisted for the 2017 Romance Novelists Association RoNA Award

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild  Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

Cat Kincaid is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.

Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret, and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. However, the beautiful, red-haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, they need to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction. But how can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again, and she made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

 

EXCERPT

“Wha-at?” Cat flung herself sideways. Her feet slid from under her as something long and black wrapped itself round her leg, writhing and tightening its coils. She hit the ground hard, rolling over to her shoulder, almost deafened by the sound of Kerry’s blaster. The water sprayed up from the river and her throat burned with the acrid smell of blaster emissions and burning flesh. Gravel and pebbles dug into her skin through the fabric of her clothing, as something dragged her toward the edge of the bank. She bit back a cry of horror as she glanced over her shoulder at the thing twining itself around her leg. An icy fear went through her. Snakes—the only creatures she really feared. She aimed her pistol and then realized it was not a serpent that dragged her toward the river, but a long, rubbery tentacle fastened around the tough material of her leggings and boot.

 

Before she could activate the weapon, Kerry let off another barrage of plasma bolts into the river. He leapt toward her and ripped the severed tentacle from her leg. It flapped around on the wet grass. She scrambled to her knees, still slightly winded, and fired at the hideous thing. The foliage around it flared briefly with an eerie green flame, and the tentacle shrivelled into a slimy black mass, emitting a pungent odour and causing her to gag.

 

“It seems I was mistaken about the creature being dead.” Kerry prodded the smouldering mass with his boot and looked across over the water. “It is now.” He leaned down and grasped her wrist to haul her to her feet. “Are you hurt?”

 

“No, I don’t think so.” Her shoulder was sore and probably bruised but she’d live.

 

She tried to control her shivering. The incident affected her more than she wanted to admit. Kerry’s proximity—naked to the waist, his lithe body shining from the water droplets that still clung to his skin, and his legs swathed in tight black leather—did nothing to help. The last thing she wanted was for him to realize how scared she’d been when she thought a snake attacked her.

 

“Thanks. That was close. It would have been a bit ironic if I’d been killed by the same creature I saved you from.”

 

She realized he still grasped her wrist. She tried to move away, but he pulled her back, obliging her to turn to him.

 

“You’re trembling.”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

“No,” he said. “You’re not.” He pulled her closer and his eyes softened, his gaze holding her mesmerized. She opened her mouth to try to speak, but in the same instant, he put his hand under her chin and his lips closed over hers.

 

For a brief moment, she tried to resist but found herself drawn into his kiss as he deepened it, his hand brushing lightly through her hair. For a long moment, time seemed to stand still, and nothing mattered except his lips burning on hers. His tongue teased her own, demanding and insistent, his lips incredibly sensuous, firm, caressing. Through the thin material of her shirt, Cat felt the warmth of his bare chest pressed hard against her breasts. The cold metal of the capsule he obviously did not take off, even to bathe, dug into her skin, but the slight discomfort was nothing compared to the turmoil in her mind.

 

Without any conscious action on her part, her arms slipped around his neck. She traced the damp skin of his shoulders with her fingers and felt the ridges of old scars on his back. Her heart pounded uncomfortably in her chest, and her blood coursed like liquid fire through her veins.

 

Buy Links

Amazon U.S. – https://www.amazon.com/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

The Wild Rose Press – http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/3770-beloved-enemy.html

 

Hywela Lyn

 

Author Biography

Hywela Lyn lives in a small English village with her husband Dave, although she was born in rural Wales where she spent her childhood and most of her adult life. The rugged Welsh landscapes inspired much of her writing.

 

She is published by The Wild Rose Press and and her latest novel is Beloved Enemy, the third of a Science Fiction Romance Trilogy The Destiny Trilogy. 

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature. Her characters often have to fight the elements and the terrain itself. Her heroes are strong and courageous, but chivalrous and honourable – and of course, handsome and hunky. Her heroines are also strong and courageous, but still retain their femininity! However difficult the journey, love will always win in the end. She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, she has two horses, a ‘feral’ stable cat, and a rescued terrier, who manages to twist her round his little paw. When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog, reading – or just eating chocolate!

 

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Love Wasn’t in Her Job Description … Infamous by @lorisizemore #romance #TWRP


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Title: Infamous

Author:  Lori Sizemore

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Justine Montgomery, daughter of a divorced beauty queen and TV magnate, is a tabloid disaster after her infamous sex tape. She’s so desperate to help save her family’s home she turns to her deal-making dad. Can she prove to him she’s cut out for a career in television or will she lose it all?

 

Sawyer has his own past and a successful career is his only goal. Seeing Justine fail would mean the promotion of a lifetime, but things get complicated when he develops feelings for her. Suddenly, the lines between work, life, sex, and love are blurry.

 

They will have to overcome the bitterness of a rejected ex, the controlling actions of her father, and the half-truths they’re telling one another to forge a lasting partnership both on the job and off the clock.

 

Excerpt:

She tangled her fingers through the hair that covered her face and pushed it away. Next thing he knew, she’d wrapped her arms around his waist.

 

“Justine? Um… what are you doing?”

 

“I’m hugging you. Taking emotional comfort.”

 

“Like a leech.”

 

“Haven’t you ever hugged before?”

 

“I’ve never hugged anyone I wasn’t going to have sex with.”

 

“We’re not having sex.” She squeezed him tighter and rested her head on his shoulder. “Hug me back.”

 

Sawyer lifted his arms and wrapped them around her, his hands cupping her shoulders, pulling her closer. He dropped his head to rest on hers, and parts of him, so deep he couldn’t name them, pulled free and demanded his attention. Her hair smelled like fruit, the kind kids eat in the summer, juice dripping down their chins. “I’m fine with the hugging, but, just saying, I’m not responsible for any physical reaction hugging may induce.”

 

“Okay.” The word drifted out of her on a sigh.

 

He wasn’t equipped for this. There hadn’t been a lot of touching growing up, at least not the kind that didn’t end in a busted lip or a cracked rib. As an adult, there’d been lots of touching. But, not like this. The tighter he held her, the closer he wanted to be.

 

 

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Infamous-Lori-Sizemore-ebook/dp/B01MDMLPGC/

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Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Lori_Sizemore_Infamous?id=nvKoDQAAQBAJ

 

Lori Sizemore

 

Author Biography:

Lori Sizemore grew up in the mountains of West Virginia and never quite managed to escape them. Lori lives at home with her husband of twenty-plus years and two of her three daughters. She also lives with two dogs, a cat, and five hermit crabs. Yes, five of them. This menagerie and her family keep her busy. She worked in mental health as a social worker for ten years before making the choice to write full-time.

 

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16004326.Lori_Sizemore