Hello everyone and welcome to my blog today. I have Linda O'Connor back with her book, Between The Pipes. Linda is sharing one of her 'quirks' with us and how it ended up in her story! Let's read about it.
When I sit down to write a novel, I try to give my characters one or two quirky character traits to make them more interesting, more fun to read about, and hopefully, more relatable to the reader. In Between the Pipes, the heroine, Dr. Sarah Jain, gets together with her friends for movie nights. Sarah doesn’t mind watching suspenseful movies – because she reads the spoiler alerts and knows the ending before the movie starts!
She gets that from me. :D
I love knowing how a movie or book ends. Some people would be dismayed at the prospect but not me. If I know the ending, I can relax and be entertained. One time, I flipped to the back of a novel and read the ending. Imagine my surprise when the story didn’t turn out the way I’d thought it would – because I’d unknowingly read the sneak peek of the next novel instead of the ending of the one I’d been reading. Foiled! Haha.
I’m very good at keeping it a secret and not spoiling it for anyone else, but I do love spoiler alerts!
How about you? Do you prefer to know how a story ends before you start watching it or reading it?
Linda, I have to confess, I will read the ending of all the books, even the romance ones that I know will have a HEA. LOL, Tell us a little bit about Between The Pipes!
Between the Pipes (In the Game Hockey Romance, Book 1)
Sarah Jain is a family doctor in a hockey-crazy town. She hates hockey. She hasn’t gone anywhere near a rink in years, until her friend, the team doctor, calls in a favour. Mike Wallace is the starting goalie for the Clarington Quakes, the local professional hockey team. He’s not about to let an injury slow him down or a rookie doctor call the shots.
Sarah and Mike don’t respect each other’s jobs. When they have to work together, sparks fly and ice melts. Can they play a game they both can win?
Love on the ice doesn’t always go smoothly.
She’d love any excuse to spend time with him. It’d be so easy to say yes. But going for coffee together veered into the realm of personal. If she could keep their relationship professional, it wouldn’t be a problem, but she was already attracted to him. Much as she wanted to say yes, her conscience said no. First, he was a patient, and second, how could she think about getting involved with a hockey player? Passion for hockey was the last thing they’d ever share. As tempting as it was, she needed to give this one a miss.
“I’m sorry. Unfortunately, I can’t.”
“You sure?” He smiled slowly. “I could spring for a jelly donut.”
She laughed. He didn’t have to sweeten the invitation. He was eye-candy enough. “Tempting, but…”
“Too much sugar? How ’bout an apple fritter? Sounds a little healthier.”
It really was too bad. “Ah well, I was going to go for a bike ride.” That was good. Sounded athletic…she had plans. Nothing personal.
“On your own?”
She nodded reluctantly.
“You know, I have the day off. I could come along and prove that my ribs are okay. If I can cycle, then I can play.”
His eyes looked so hopeful. She felt awful, but she needed to dissuade him. “I don’t go very fast.” Sarah winced silently. He potentially had a rib fracture. He needed slow.
“I don’t mind.”
“It might rain.” She scowled at the beautiful blue skies, without a trace of clouds.
Mike laughed. “I don’t mind getting wet. Why don’t I grab a picnic lunch, and we can meet at the South Lock parking lot in an hour? We can cycle along the river, break for lunch, and come back. How does that sound?”
Perfect, she thought glumly. For a bad idea, it sounded perfect.
Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078SHLX8T
Oh Yay! A YouTube Video. Let's see what this is about.
That's a nice trailer, Linda. What can you tell us about you?
Linda O’Connor started writing a few years ago when she needed a creative outlet other than subtly rearranging the displays at the local home décor store. It turns out she loves writing romantic comedies and has a few more stories to tell. When not writing, she’s a physician at an Urgent Care Clinic (well, even when she is writing she’s a physician, and it shows up in her stories :D ). She hangs out at www.lindaoconnor.net.
Laugh every day. Love every minute.
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Linda-OConnor/e/B00S7CNLEA
Newsletter Sign up : http://www.lindaoconnor.net/contact/
Wow, a physician! I can only imagine the stories that you can come up with. LOL. Thanks so much for stopping by Linda and sharing your story. I can't wait to read it.
Visitors: Please leave us a comment that you stopped by, we authors love to connect with our readers.
Hello everyone! Thanks for dropping by today! I have Sonia Stanizzo visiting with her book, The Trouble With Mr. Pretty, and, um, yeah, looking at the book cover, he certainly is "Pretty." So, tell us, Sonia, a little about this book!
When the man you want to avoid is the one you really want, trouble is sure to follow.
Gift shop owner Lauren Moore’s motto is ‘never trust a pretty face.’ Following a disastrous affair with a handsome celebrity, she’s vowed to never fall for anyone like him again.
But when Australia’s sexiest ex-football player, Jack Henderson, barges into her shop late one night, displaying all the charismatic characteristics she wants to avoid, Lauren is unwillingly drawn to his seductive good looks and bad-boy smile.
When Lauren is forced to accept a job offer from Jack to pay her blackmailing sister, Jack shows her that he is more than just a pretty face. But as the two grow closer, Lauren remains resistant to Jack’s attempts to break down the barriers around her heart.
Can Lauren let go of the past and trust in love again?
“I need something to get myself out of trouble,” His deep voice sounded as smooth as whiskey.
Heat sizzled and stirred around her, making the room feel like a sauna. Was the air conditioning off already? The need to get him out of the shop fast was crucial; otherwise, she feared she might melt into a steamy puddle at his feet.
“Does ‘getting you out of trouble’ have a price tag?” Lauren asked.
“After the mess I’m in, the sky’s the limit.” He grinned.
“A desperate man with lots to spend—you’re my favorite customer,” she joked, keeping it light while her insides turned to a quivering mush. “How much trouble are you in?”
One large shoulder shrugged as he dipped his head and dug his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “Enough for me to pound on your door after closing time.”
The devilish smile showed he knew how to get himself out of all sorts of trouble. Why did men think women could be appeased by a charming smile and expensive gifts? A stab of shame pierced Lauren’s thoughts as she remembered a time when she could be won over by sparkly trinkets and a dazzling smile. She’d learned the hard way that shiny things soon tarnished.
“We have beautiful lockets. What’s your wife’s style?”
“I’m not married.”
“It’s for my mother,” he clarified.
“Oh.” She hadn’t seen that coming. A get-out-of-trouble gift was usually for a lover.
With stiff fingers, she touched the locket around her neck. It wasn’t one of the pretty gem-encrusted ones she sold, but to her it was much more valuable. Lauren had found the cheap silver locket years ago at a small seaside market she’d been aimlessly walking through. A precious yet painful reminder lay locked inside. A big reminder of why she kept away from men who looked too good to be true.
“These vases are lovely if you think your mother would like them.”
He ambled over to the cabinet, closing the distance between them. The smell of sunshine, sea breeze, and man surrounded her and sent her senses into overdrive. She stepped away, only for her back to press against the wall, giving her no more room to move.
As he looked inside the cabinet, oblivious to the turmoil he was causing her, Lauren examined his profile. The start of an afternoon shadow covered a square jawline. His long, narrow nose had a small bump on the bridge, the only flaw on his chiseled face. He bit his lower lip as he studied the vases, and for a moment, she wondered how they would taste. Where were these outrageous thoughts coming from?
Lauren desperately needed to put more space between them. Standing so close was making it impossible to think, but to move would involve brushing past him. Touching him wasn’t going to help with her jumbled thoughts and sensations.
She excused herself. He stepped back, giving her room to pass, but not enough to avoid contact, and her bare arm brushed the length of his strong, firm one. Another blast of heat shot from him and into her. Blinking up at him, their gazes locked, and she searched those piercing green orbs to see if he’d felt it too. His emerald eyes held hers.
A shrill tooting of horns outside broke the spell, and she glanced out the window. A bunch of excited New Year’s Eve revelers, with colorful hats and party horns, crowded the footpath in front of the shop.
“They’ve started early,” she said on a shaky breath, using the noisy distraction to move away from him. She scurried behind the counter, putting a safety barrier between them.
He flicked a glance over his shoulder at the partygoers. “It will be a great night for it.”
By his casual stance she would have believed him unaffected by the burning moment they’d just shared, but heat still smoldered in his eyes. Then, in a blink of an eye, it was gone. Could she have imagined it? It had been so long since anyone had come even close to looking at her that way that she probably read the signs wrong.
Needing to get back to the reason he was there, and not be distracted by that liquid green heat, she cleared her throat. “Do you see anything you like?” She relaxed a little because her voice sounded professional and not like the trembling mess simmering on the inside.
The liquid heat was back in his eyes and they raked over her in a way that said she was what he liked. A sharp breath caught in her lungs and her heart began to race. Surely she didn’t get that signal wrong?
Barnes and Noble:
So bad boy sounds like he's in trouble with his mother. Your book certainly sounds intriguing and I think I may have to add it to my TBR list. Thank you for sharing. Can you tell us a little about you?
Sonia Stanizzo is a romance writer who lives in the beautiful coastal city of New South Wales, Australia. When Sonia’s not working with her husband in their motor mechanic business she can be found chauffeuring around her three kids, chasing after a hyperactive Beagle, taking pole dancing lessons (purely for the fun and exercise) and spending any free time reading and writing.
Follow her on Website: www.soniastanizzo.com
Thank you so much, Sonia, for stopping by and sharing your book. I wish you much success with it and hope you'll stop by again soon.
Visitors: Please leave us a comment that you stopped by. We love to hear from our readers.
Hello everyone, welcome to my blog. Today's feature is my friend and author, Diane Burton and her release, Romance Rekindled. Welcome back to my blog, Diane. What have you got to share with us?
A long time ago . . . in a galaxy far, far— (Oops, wrong beginning.) Several years ago (that’s better), my husband and I took a ride on the Algoma Central Railroad, a day trip to Canada’s beautiful Agawa Canyon in September. This was a round-trip color tour that started at Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario. At the time, we were living in the Detroit-area, so we’re talking a 350-mile drive plus 114-mile train ride to get to the canyon. I was seven-months pregnant with our first child and felt huge. As we were walking around the lovely park, I heard a woman shout out my husband’s name. What are the chances that we’d be over 460 miles from home and run into his old girlfriend?
In my latest release, Romance Rekindled, two women have a second chance at love. Abby, divorced for fifteen years, and her mother, Florence, widowed for six. Neither had a great first marriage. But fate had a hand in bringing two terrific men into their lives.
Oh, my. I bet that was...awkward! LOL! It looks like you had a wonderful trip otherwise. My husband and I have often talked about taking the train ride in Canada. From the look of the picture you shared, I bet it was breathtaking.
Tell us a little about your book, Romance Rekindled.
Abby Ten Eyck likes her life the way it is. She runs a successful business, has a well-adjusted teenage daughter, and has managed to keep men at bay since her divorce fifteen years ago. Just before Christmas, she’s hit with change. Her mother decides to sell the family home. Then she’s arrested, with an unknown man. Could this new man in her mother’s life create more upheaval? Or could his handsome son be just what Abby needs to revive her dormant feelings?
Sam Watson embraces transition from frenetic Wall Street to a small Michigan resort town. His health is worth moving close to his dad who seems over the moon in love. But it’s the daughter of his father’s girlfriend who fascinates him. Abby Ten Eyck reminds him of his driven self. He must help her slow down before she burns out. Like he did.
Outside the courthouse, the bright sun made the snow-covered trees glisten like fairy-land. Mother hugged George again, then Sam and Bethany. She looked at Abby and sighed. “This was the most fun I’ve had in years. Don’t ruin it with a lecture.”
Abby thought of several things to say—none of them good. “It’s okay, Mother.” She gave her a quick hug. “Let’s go home.”
Mother said, “George, remember what I said when we were in the slammer. You and Sam come for Christmas dinner tomorrow. Abby’s cooking at my house. Two o’clock and don’t be late.”
George grinned. “You’ve told me so much about Abby’s prowess in the kitchen, I can’t wait.”
After Sam and George left, Abby turned on her mother. “Why did you invite them? Christmas is for family. Besides, we hardly know them.”
Mother tipped her head to the side. “When did you become so mean spirited? Christmas is a time of sharing, especially with those in need. And, believe me, those two men need a good home-cooked meal. You’re going to have to get used to George being around. Besides, I don’t want those two bachelors eating Christmas dinner at Denny’s or some such place.”
As they got in the van, Abby pondered what her mother said. Was she being mean spirited for wanting to spend Christmas with only her immediate family? While Thanksgiving had always been a day for the gathering of relatives, Father insisted Christmas was for the four of them. After Father died, Mother, Bethany, and she spent Christmas together.
Then the rest of what Mother said registered. “What do you mean we have to get used to George being around?”
“I love him.”
Amazon ~ Amazon UK ~ iBooks ~ Kobo ~ Smashwords ~ Nook
Amazon UK http://amzn.eu/12TqpEM
Uh oh. What's Mother been up to? This sounds really intriguing and I already have it on my TBR list.
Tell us a little about you, Diane.
Diane Burton combines her love of mystery, adventure, science fiction and romance into writing romantic fiction. Besides the science fiction romance Switched and Outer Rim series, she is the author of One Red Shoe, a romantic suspense, and the Alex O’Hara PI mystery series. She is also a contributor to two anthologies: Portals, Volume 2 and How I Met My Husband. Diane and her husband live in West Michigan. They have two children and five grandchildren.
For more info and excerpts from her books, visit Diane’s website: http://www.dianeburton.com
Connect with Diane Burton online
Goodreads: Diane Burton Author
Sign up for Diane’s new release alert: http://eepurl.com/bdHtYf
I've had the pleasure of meeting Diane a few years ago when I lived in Michigan and joined the Mid Michigan RWA group. We've become instant friends and have enjoyed visiting and having each other on our blogs. I hope you enjoyed today's blog, and thank you, Diane, for stopping by.
Visitors: Please leave us a comment that you stopped by, we love to talk to our readers.
Hello everyone, today I have Beth Carter on my blog with her release, Recover Me. She shares a little humorous story that helped her in writing this particular book. Let's read what she shares....
I live in Nevada, and this beautiful state has amazing places to explore and hike, with many trails going through mountains and over desert terrain. It also has over a hundred ghost towns. With the rich history of silver and gold mining here, it’s considered one of the most haunted states in America. Several locations have been featured on the Travel Channel show Ghost Adventures, including one place in Tonopah, Nevada….the Clown Motel.
My boyfriend, Mike, and I decided to visit and explore Tonopah at the end of 2016, and we started at the visitors center. I really had no idea how entrenched in the mining history this town was until I sat watching a short film about its history. That’s where I got the idea of setting Recover Me in the early 1900’s, at the start of Tonopah’s glorious rise in the gold and silver mining that eventually produced over $250,000,000 in precious metals.
Going that day to explore Tonopah gave me the back drop for my story, Recover Me, and we also visited that Clown Motel. Yes, it’s creepy and to top it off…it’s right next to a cemetery.
OMG, Beth. I loved the Ghost Adventures, and I remember the Clown Motel. It freaked Zak out! Share with us the back cover blurp and an excerpt from the story. I can tell you already, I love the man on this banner....
Evie Duncan’s dreams are slowly taking over her life. Every night she falls in love with the man invading her subconscious, playing out scenes from a past life. It becomes harder and harder to wake and leave her dream man behind.
Bishop Kain has devoted his life to protecting crime boss Sherman Groto, but when he spots Evie at an underground fight, all he can think about is her. He tries to keep his distance, but like a moth to a flame, she’s a siren he can’t resist.
Danger is coming for Evie and her salvation lies somewhere in the truth of her past life. If Bishop can save her, he may be the one man who can bring her into the light…and for once, she might be willing to stay there.
As she threaded her way through the thick throng of bodies, a tingling awareness danced over her skin. The last time she’d experienced such a weird feeling, she’d slipped off a cliff and ended up in a hospital. Deciding to be cautious, she stopped and turned in a slow circle to study the people around her. As if an invisible hand guided her, Evie looked to her left.
A man moved through the crush of people, parting them as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. He was a complete stranger, and she had never seen him before, yet there was something about him that sparked a familiarity. She pushed forward, trying to get through the dense crowd to get a better view of his face. His height worked to her advantage because she was able to easily follow, but she halted once she saw him going up a set of concrete stairs guarded by a few big burly men. For a split second, he turned her way. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest and every fiber of her being wanted … needed … to touch him, but he disappeared out of sight. She searched the second level until he came into view once more, and she was able to breathe again.
He was here. He was real!
Subtle changes made this John a little different. A tad taller, which said something because he’d been tall in her dream world. Fantasy John had held a quiet strength that made people respect him. This John was so heavily muscled, with an aura of danger swirling around him, that people instinctively moved out of his path, giving him a wide berth. He had a militaristic look, with blunt-cut dark hair and a rigid posture any soldier would be envious of, but something told her he hadn’t been in any branch of service. She stared at him, unblinking, until he suddenly looked down and their gazes met.
The saliva dried up in her mouth as her heart thundered with a mixture of excitement and happiness. Any doubts she might have had about his identity disappeared instantly as the gossamer threads between them solidified. The people, the fight … everything disappeared, leaving them the only two people in the world. Curiosity filled his face. She reached out a hand but was bumped by someone walking by, abruptly pulling her out of the dream-like trance. She blinked and he was gone.
This story sounds great and I've just added it to my TBR list. I hope you have great success with it. Can we get a little information about you?
Beth D. Carter grew up in Missouri and began writing at a very young age after being influenced by her mother's very naughty romance novels.
I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate highrollers. I try to write characters who aren't cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. Music inspires me and each story has their own signature song.
I am a full time writer and stay at home mom which means I watch a lot of animated movies. Over and over again. I hate washing dishes but I love cooking. I hate washing clothes but I love wearing them. Writing my bio is difficult because I never know what to say so I hope you like this one. My favorite color is red but I look best in black (it's slimming). I hate people who don't pick up their dog's crap in public places, people who don't use turn signals, and I really hate people who are rude and condescending. I especially hate discrimination in all and every form. And although I love holding a book in my hand, I absolutely adore my ereader, whom I've named Ruby. So many books at the touch of a button! I love to hear from readers so I've made it really easy to find me on Facebook or Twitter or email me at: email@example.com.
Amazon author page:
I remember when my nephew was a young boy, we watched Shreik and the Transformers every day, like, forever. LOL. Thanks for stopping by Beth, and I enjoyed reading your post.
If you're a reader visiting us, please, leave us a comment and let us know you stopped by. We authors are a lonely bunch of people and love to talk to our readers!
Hello everyone, welcome to my blog. Today I have Stanalei Fletcher on my blog with her Northstar Security Series. She's got a great sale going on, and a wonderful giveaway. So let's get started and read about this exciting series!
Stanalei Fletcher's January Blowout Sale Blog Tour
All 5 Northstar Security Series books are on sale for only
$.99 during the tour only!GiveAway: Stanalei is offering some fabulous prizes during this tour. One Lucky winner will have the chance to choose an ebook from her backlist, another lucky winner will receive a $50 Amazon Gift Certificate, and one lucky winner will have the chance to choose a print book from Stanalei's backlist. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember to follow along with the tour to increase your chances of winning. You may find the other tour locations here. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Series Blurb:
Northstar Security Firm is an elite private security agency whose mission statement: GUIDED BY THE TRUTH, is the guiding principle to provide justice for those who have been wronged. Founded by former CIA agents Byron OâNeal, Katherine OâNeal, and Sean Malone, Northstar Security has a ninety-nine percent success rate. That one percent is a still open case involving Katherineâs murder and Sean Maloneâs career-ending gunshot wound. Nothing is a hundred percent guaranteed, and angst over one unsolved case doesnât stop good men and women from fulfilling their duty.
Proving GroundCaitlin Malone believes screw-ups donât get second chances. When she returns to Oregon after failing her first Northstar Security assignment and stumbles across a plot to steal deadly pathogens, she sees a chance at redemption. For USDA Forest Ranger, John âMacâ MacAlistair, having Caitlin home again brings up feelings that are better left buried. When Caitlin is trapped by the wildfire, started by the terrorists, her only hope of rescue is pinned on Mac, the man she's tried two years to forget. Buy Links: Amazon | The Wild Rose Press
Northstar Security Series Book #1
About the Book:
Northstar Security Series Book #2
About the Book:Byron OâNeal, Northstar Security Firmâs director didnât always run an elite private investigation firm. His early CIA years were spent chasing Soviet spies. Now his past is catching up, and Kellee, Bryonâs daughter is caught in the middle of a game of Russian Roulette. Northstar agent and former Navy SEAL, Egan Maddox, is tasked to save Kellee from the Russian mafia before itâs too late, a task that puts not only his life, but his heart on the line. Buy Links: Amazon | The Wild Rose Press
Northstar Security Series Book #3About the Book: When Northstar Security Firm investigates the blackmail of a U.S. Senator, agents Riley O'Neal and Mary "Chip" Anderson don the unwelcome cover of newlyweds to find two kidnapped women and stop the blackmail - and posing as newlyweds to avert a national security crisis is a lot harder than it seems. Buy Links: Amazon | The Wild Rose Press
Breaking the Honor Code Northstar Security Series Book #4
About the Book:
Cyber-terrorism brings even the most powerful companies to their knees. When Northstar Security Firm discovers a breach inside their computer firewall, agent Sloan Cartland will do anything to help the firm's brilliant computer tech, Allison Richards, find the culpritâeven after he learns that all evidence of the hack points back to Allison.
Buy Links:Amazon | The Wild Rose Press
Tell It Like It Is Northstar Security Series Book #5When Northstar Security agent Justine Shelby is assigned to protect world-famous author Rosalee Kane, the last thing she wants is help from the authorâs nephew, prickly but attractive FBI Special Agent Nelson Kane. Shelby is used to depending on herself and is content to work alone, but Rosalee and Kane make Shelby wish for something more. Of course, he may never forgive her if the assignment isnât successful, and the threats are escalating. Kane doesnât trust Northstar Security, blaming them for his close brush with death. His first encounter with the deceptively innocuous agent doesnât improve his attitude, but circumstances compel them to join forces. As things turn deadly and their every move is countered, Kane comes to depend on Shelby in a race against the clock to keep Rosalee alive. Shelby and Kane must uncover the deadly betrayal without dying first.
About the Book:
Buy Links: Amazon | The Wild Rose Press Excerpt: Taking the opportunity to inspect her, Kane realized she wasnât an old lady at all. The full skirt of her black cocktail dress draped over her knees and gave the illusion of being demure. But with her hands pulled behind her back, the outline of small breasts jutted temptingly forward, and the deeply scooped neckline rising from a high waistline revealed an expanse of ivory skin. Toned shoulders peeked through the sheer fluttery sleeves that barely reached her elbows. Her eyes seemed too large in the unlined smoothness of her heart-shaped face. He tried to put her appearance in context with his first impression. The silvery-white hair had thrown him off. There was no way she was the age her hair color proclaimed. Her mouth formed a tight line as she glared at him. He leaned closer and gave a red-hot stare of his own. Street-hardened criminals had broken under his interrogation scrutiny. For this barely-hundred-pounds-soaking-wet snowbird, it was only a matter of time before she withered. Seconds ticked by. Even the dog stopped its incessant yapping, riveted by the tension in the room. âNelson, thatâs enough.â Aunt Rosalee stepped between them. âShelby was protecting me.â He turned his fiery gaze on his aunt. âI wasnât attacking you.â âOf course not! We just have to keep all visitors out of the office.â âIâm not a damn visitor. Iâm your nephew.â âHow was I supposed to know that?â The woman protested. Kane glared at her. âBy giving me a chance to identify myself before ripping my arm off and choking me to death.â Even though his anger was barely under control, he felt a grudging respect for her abilities. It wasnât often heâd been on the receiving end of such an immediate and complete takedown. âOh, Nelson, donât exaggerate.â Aunt Rosalee reached for his hand. âYou were the one sneaking around up here.â Kane felt the warmth of his auntâs touch, and remembered his original intent to look out for her. âI was worried about you.â He looked around for the folder heâd taken off her desk and saw it laying on the carpet next to the cell phone the woman had dropped when he cuffed her. âI came into the office to check out the letter you received today.â Somehow, he knew the folder didnât contain the letter. âWhere is it?â âItâs on the way to Northstar, to be processed with the other copies.â Rosalee patted his arm. âAnd as you can see, Iâm fine.â She stepped back and pointed to the seated woman. âNow take the handcuffs off Shelby.â âNo.â âWhat?â the woman shouted. âWhy not?â his aunt asked. âAssaulting an FBI agent is a federal offense. Sheâs going to jail.â âYouâre not serious!â his aunt exclaimed. âI am.â âThatâs silly.â Aunt Rosalee tsked. âIsnât there anything I can do to change your mind?â Kane snorted. âI suppose you could be a character witness at her trial.â âYou canât arrest me. Iâm here to protect your aunt.â The woman paled as she struggled against the cuffs. âI work for Northstar Security Firm.â About the Author:
After a taste of life on both U.S. coasts, she now resides near the beautiful Wasatch Mountain Range with her hero, who just happens to be her best friend and husband. Together they enjoy backcountry dirt trails on a RZR, visiting our National Parks, or exploring museums and ghost towns. You may visit Stanalei at:
Website | Twitter | Facebook | Blog | Goodreads | Newsletter | Amazon | Pinterest| Google | LinkedIn | Instagrama Rafflecopter giveaway
Thank you, Stanalei, for stopping by and sharing this great giveaway!
If you are a visitor, please leave us a comment that you dropped by. We love to hear from our readers.
Thanks so much
Hello everyone, welcome to my blog. Today I have Faye Hall visiting with her new release, Indulgence & Temperance. Tell us, Faye, an interesting or humorous incident that happened to you and ended up in one of your books.
I guess the funniest thing that happens to me every book is when I’m writing the most passionate scenes. It usually goes something like this:-
I make myself a hot drink and sit in front of the computer. My children are occupied with their activities, so I take the opportunity to get a bit more done on my latest manuscript…
“He slid his hand under her skirts, his fingers searching for the milky white silkiness of her thigh, his lips caressing the soft skin of her throat. He wanted to…”
Suddenly behind me is a loud sound of footsteps stomping towards me.
“Mummy, my brother took my shopkins thingy!” shouts my seven year old.
With a family as large as mine I have got used to this kind of thing happening.
There was another time when my teenage son asked me how the new book was going and if he could read some of it. The look on the poor boys face when I explained my books were probably a bit too steamy for him for a few more years.
LOL, thanks for sharing Faye, I too have found myself in the midst of a passionate scene and my husband or something interrupts me. Share with us a little about your new release, Indulgence & Temperance.
Back Cover Blurp:
Would you abandon the woman you love for your own indulgence?
Beth Meridian has returned home, hoping to leave her sordid past behind her and settle into a quiet life. When her childhood friend, Hannah Raeburn, offers her a place to stay, Beth knows it won’t be long until she runs into Hannah’s brother, Daniel. What she doesn’t expect is for him to reignite feelings deep in her heart, reminding her of the kiss they shared before she left town.
Daniel Raeburn’s past is scandalous, his sinful indulgences allowing him more wealth than he could ever need. Still, he wants more, and his gluttonous appetite for wealth and women leads him to buy into a partnership at the local hellfire club.
When Hannah goes missing, Beth and Daniel follow her trail through the Australian outback. Witnessing the womanizer Daniel is, Beth flees on a cattle train headed north. Desperate to explain his actions, Daniel follows her.
Arriving in the small town of Jarvisfield, Daniel is shocked to learn that Beth is now the owner of the largest cattle company in the area. He’s even more shocked to discover that the preacher controlling the town, and stealing from the townspeople, is his once business partner William Maxon. He’s convinced this man is also responsible for his sister’s disappearance. When he learns William has Beth picked out as his next victim, Daniel knows he must do whatever it takes to make her listen to the truth. But she has no interest in hearing anything he has to say.
Faced with losing the two women he loves, Daniel is forced to choose between their freedom and the possessions and wealth he has hoarded over the years. But even if he gives it all up, he still might lose everything.
Content Warning: contains sex, strong language, and some violence
This sounds really interesting. Can you share an excerpt?
“What would you have me do? Pretend that this man chasing my sister is genuine and not some money-grabbing monster?”
“You don’t know him,” she tried again.
“Neither does she,” he said, his voice raised. “And neither do you.”
She went to walk past him, following Hannah’s direction out the back of the house. He reached out, his hand on her forearm stopping her.
“I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, Beth,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
She nodded as if understanding. “I understand that you love your sister. So do I. I shan’t just sit back and watch her walk into a trap. Nor shall I stand by and watch as her brother robs her of a chance of what may be happiness.”
“How dare you presume to know what I want for my sister.”
She pulled away from him. “I dare because I grew up with you. Every time your sister wanted to do something you always had to interfere.”
“She is naïve,” he told her. “Had I not taken control of her life, heaven knows what would have happened to her.”
She raised her brow. “I understand you need to protect Hannah against lecherous men. That doesn’t explain why you had to be her constant chaperone when she was meeting up with me.”
He lowered his gaze. “I needed to go with her.”
“Do you think that I would also take advantage of your sister?” she asked. “That I have prolonged our friendship only so I might get my claws into her fortune?”
He shook his head, his gaze cautiously rising back to hers. “I know you would do anything for my sister, Beth.”
“Then why did you need to follow Hannah everywhere we went?”
“I did it for you,” he whispered, the words being dragged from him.
“What?” she asked.
He smiled softly. “I played chaperone for my sister so I might be able to see you,” he repeated. “In the hope that you would notice me.”
“All you ever had to do was ask,” she whispered. Approaching him, her lips gently fused to his.
His hands went to her upper arms, pushing her away. “What are you doing?” he asked. Trying desperately to grip onto what remained of his control, he reminded himself that being here with this woman so intimately was far from appropriate. No matter how much he desired her, he couldn’t afford to succumb to such passion. Not there, and certainly not now.
She shook off his hold, her fingers hesitantly going to the buttons of his shirt. Slowly, she began undoing them one by one. “Do you remember the last time we saw each other before I left town?” she asked.
His hands went to hers, stilling her movements. “The image of you that day…” His words drifted off. He didn’t understand why she was acting this way with him, but he couldn’t deny that her movements were ripping at his restraint. He had always hungered for this woman, but now that she was there with him like this, he couldn’t help but wonder why. “Why did you send for me that day?” he asked, his words strained.
“I wanted to see you before I left town,” she muttered. Shaking off his hands, she continued unbuttoning his shirt. “Do you ever wonder what would have happened had your sister not arrived?”
Let's check this YouTube video out.
Where can I get my hands on this story?
Can you tell us a little about yourself and where we can reach you?
Come on a journey with me through 19th century North Queensland, Australian and explore the passions and hardships of unique characters.
There is corruption, deceit and murder, as well as cattle rustlers, slave traders and hell fire clubs. Explore townships of Jarvisfield and Inkerman, as well as Ravenswood and Bowen. One book even incorporates my great grandmothers cattle station 'Inkerman Downs Station'.
As well as an author, I am also the most spoilt wife in the world, and a very contented mother.
Come and discover all the passion and drama of North Queensland history with me
Thank you so much, Faye, for dropping by and sharing this very intriguing story. I look forward to reading it!
If you're a visiting here, please leave us a comment and let us know you dropped by. We love to talk to our readers!
Welcome to my Blog! If you are an author - I am always willing to post your promotional work here. I enjoy hosting new and veteran authors and look forward to having you on my blog. Please click on the link below and sign up!