Thursday, July 28, 2016

Special Cover Reveal Post!! New Paranormal Romance by J.C. McKenzie!!

I Love this series and am sooo excited to be part of the cover reveal for the author! 

Beast of All:
A Carus Novel, 
Book 5
By J.C. McKenzie

Two months ago my world collapsed and the beast reigned. Seven weeks ago the SRD captured me. Nine days ago, they injected me with something vile. Today, I break free. And tomorrow? I’ll make them pay.

Badass Shifter Andy McNeilly wakes up from a horrible nightmare, only to discover it wasn’t a dream, and she’s no longer quite so badass.

Chemically curbed, Andy has lost touch with her feras and beast when she needs them most. Can she regain control of her supernatural abilities in time to reap retribution from her enemies, or will she fall as fodder in a power play for control of Vancouver’s seedy underworld?

Release Date:
October 19, 2016

Cover Art by Debbie Taylor from DCA Graphics

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Way to go, Debbie and J.C.! Can't wait for this one!

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Writing Wednesday: New Romantic Suspense from M.S.Spencer!

I'm interrupting my previously scheduled blog hop post to bring you a special treat for this uber-hot week... M.S. Spencer has a new romantic suspense just out and I'm diving into it pool-side right now! Thought I'd invite the author for a visit, and to share an excerpt!

 If you hopped here from the Summer Treats Blog Hop, never fear - the hop post is just below this one, with your chance to win a Kindle Fire, as well as an ecopy of CRAZY ABOUT YOU. Check out this new read first, and then enter to win! See? Keeping you out of the heat that much longer!

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Thank you Katie, for having me, Tristram and Milo at your wonderful blog. I’d like to talk about my new mystery romance, Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders—suspense, murder & hot romance all in one easy swallow!

Murder, misdirection, mistrust, and misfits in Old Town Alexandria.

Wild Rose Press, 7/20/2016; Imprint Crimson Rose 
Theme(s): Mystery/Cozy Mystery
Contemporary romantic Suspense, M/F, 2 flames
Ebook, 66,830 words; Print 268 p. 

About the Book:

It’s just before Christmas, and Milo Everhart has two needlepoint stockings, a cross-stitch purse, and three canvases to finish for her clients. Waiting out the rain in a pub, she is captivated by the handsome man next to her, but blocking the road to romance are two mysterious corpses who turn up in the tower of her Torpedo Factory Art Center. As if that weren’t enough, a second crisis erupts—a proposal to gut her beloved Art Center. 

Tristram Brodie, hard-driving corporate lawyer and former Marine, is focused on his plan to convert the Torpedo Factory into a box store. He is drawn to the beautiful woman sitting next to him, but their mutual attraction will be frustrated by both the murders and his intentions. As they edge closer to love, they must find a way to overcome both their differences and the still-fresh memory of her late husband. 

Milo, heroine of Artful Dodging, lost her Marine pilot husband in a freak accident on an aircraft carrier a year earlier. She is not prepared to fall in love and worries that if she does, her memories of Michael, her dead husband, will evaporate. The guilt interferes with her growing attachment to Tristram. As she begins to fall, he confesses something that makes accepting new romance even harder.
Excerpt (G): Confession

A luxurious shower later, she dressed and followed the aroma of maple syrup and melted butter down the stairs. Tristram had coffee and juice ready and plopped two large pancakes on her plate. She savored a few quiet, cozy minutes before the silence grew slightly uncomfortable. Milo knew Tristram expected an explanation for her erratic behavior. She tried a couple of different openings in her head but nothing sounded right.
“Yes, love?”
“The other night when you left in a huff?”
“Y…es.” He opened his mouth and closed it. She knew he struggled with the desire to correct her and loved him for not indulging it.
“It had nothing to do with the box store or Doyle or the Factory. I…I let you think that.”
“I see.” He took a sip of coffee. “Then what is it?”
“I…um…I think I may have mentioned I’m a widow?”
Milo had never seen a jaw drop quite that dramatically. “A widow? No. In fact, you haven’t told me anything about your past.”
“I…guess it didn’t come up.” She gazed pleadingly at him. “Michael—my husband—died a year ago. He was a Marine…” Tristram blinked. “A Marine pilot. Assigned to an aircraft carrier. On a routine training flight, his…his plane flipped on landing. He…died instantly.”
Tristram said nothing but pulled a can of dog food out and began to fill a dish. Facing away from her he mumbled, “I’m sorry, Milo.”
She moved to him and put a hand on his arm. “It’s okay. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It hasn’t been an easy year. It…it…seemed too soon for another relationship. I thought…my feelings were…wicked.” When he swung around, Milo saw with surprise that his eyes were wet with unspilled tears. “What is it?”
“You should have told me. I feel like a heel. I shouldn’t have pressed you. It’s just—”
“Just what?”
He pushed his plate aside, sat down, and put his head in his hands. His voice came low and muffled. “Milo, I wanted you from the first moment I saw you. You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, and I couldn’t wait to make love to you. You were right, you know—I purposely didn’t mention my client because I knew you’d hate me for it. And I didn’t ask you any questions because I didn’t want to hear anything that would keep us from being together. If I could pretend you were unattached—implausible though it seemed for a woman as perfect as you—I could pursue you without guilt. I couldn’t bear the idea that you were unavailable. Not after I’d been alone so long.”
Most of his words filled her with comfort, as though she’d heard them before in a dream. He is my savior. But before she could draw him into her arms, his last sentence penetrated and she stopped.
“What do you mean, alone so long?”
He raised his eyes to hers, his face sheathed in sadness. “I lost my wife five years ago. We’d only been married three months. She was a Foreign Service specialist based in Saõ Paulo. I’d just been posted to the Marine Corps liaison office in the Senate, and she’d wangled a transfer to Washington, but had to return to Brazil for some final paperwork. Her plane crashed on the way there. A hundred and eighty-seven people died.”
The homey little kitchen scene collapsed like a flimsy stage set. She knew it was irrational, but instead of feeling sympathy for his pain, his story rekindled all her grief over Michael. Her eyes blurred as she went back in time to the day she’d kissed him goodbye for the last time. They’d laughed through the tears, promising each other special gifts and favors when he came back on leave. She’d waved him off wearing nothing but a crimson bow in her hair, Michael grinning in that lopsided, endearing way he had. When she went back upstairs, a Hershey kiss lay on the night table, a token of his love. She’d scarfed it down, thinking she had no reason to save it. He’ll give me many more. After Colonel Murray left that awful day, she had walked in a trance to the candy store on Fairfax Street, where she bought a five-pound box of Hershey kisses. She put them in a crystal bowl on his side of the four-poster, and there they lay still.
Too many deaths. Too many lost loves. She backed out into the living room, grabbed her purse and coat, and made a run for it. She heard him call but knew he wouldn’t come after her. We both need to sort this out. Alone.
She made it home without incident. The desk clerk called to her as she passed, but she waved him off. What I need is a long bath. And a hot cry.

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About the Author:
Although M. S. Spencer has lived or traveled in five of the seven continents, the last thirty years were spent mostly in Washington, D.C. as a librarian, Congressional staff assistant, speechwriter, editor, birdwatcher, kayaker, policy wonk, non-profit director, and parent. After life as a perpetual student, she worked for the U.S. Senate, the U.S. Department of the Interior, in several library systems, both public and academic, and at the Torpedo Factory Art Center in Alexandria, Virginia.

Ms. Spencer has published ten romantic suspense and murder mystery novels. She has two fabulous grown children and an incredible granddaughter. She divides her time between the Gulf Coast of Florida and a tiny village in Maine.

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Friday, July 22, 2016

Summer Treats Blog Hop! Authors, Books, Prizes, #Giveaways, Fun!

The entire next week is devoted to sweet and sizzling summer treats from the romance authors of The Wild Rose Press (including me) !! And there's a grand prize of a Kindle Fire so be sure to enter the Rafflecopter too! So make sure you follow the hop - the linky tool should be below.

I was going to talk about Cape Cod and fun things to do at the beach.... but this is a romance blog hop. We want romance-type treats! Which means... hot summer kisses, right?

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First kisses and summertime so often go hand-in-hand. The weather heats up, school's out of session, work slows down a notch, and suddenly the world seems full of endless possibilities.Even after you graduate from college, there's still something about summertime that heats things up. And I'm not just talking about the weather.

Do you remember your very first kiss? Or the first kiss you had that you knew - you just knew - would change your life? Sometimes first kisses are planned, strategized and fantasized with friends, and dreamed about long before they occur.

Sometimes they just happen, and it's like lightning out of the blue.

I remember my first kiss with that special guy who I ended up marrying... It was the beginning of summer, and my friends from college had talked me into going to an alumni night at a local bar in Boston. His friends had dragged him along as well. When he walked into the bar, the girl I was chatting with saw him and said, "See that guy over there? My mother always wanted me to marry him."

I turned to look. It was a guy I kinda knew from college, although he'd graduated a year ahead of me. We had a couple mutual friends. I knew he worked in Boston and had seen him at gatherings and parties, but never thought of him as "boyfriend material" before. I had to ask my friend, "Why? Why him?"

She shrugged. I definitely remember the shrug, although I don't remember her exact answer to my question. I decided to find out for myself. Before the night was over, we had that first kiss, and I knew I'd found something special. Someone special. Twenty four years and three kids later, I still love kissing him.

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I write romance set on Cape Cod, and writing about first kisses are some of my favorite scenes. In CRAZY ABOUT YOU, the characters share a first kiss that's one of those just-happen-out-of-the-blue kisses... that changes both of their worlds. Here's the excerpt:

A blinding smile lit her face, and she waved with enthusiasm. His heart skipped a few beats as his blood all went lower down.

She beelined to the table, calling his name. “Chase? Chase! It’s so good to see you again! Thanks so much for inviting me to lunch!”

He found himself rising to greet her for the second time inside an hour. Instead of sitting, she came to where he stood and wrapped her arms around his neck. She planted an exaggerated kiss on his cheek, like the one he’d envied Tony for the prior day, those soft red lips wet on his skin. His arms slipped around her waist and his stomach clenched hard, inappropriate thoughts racing through his head at breakneck speed, leaving him dazed. Staring down, he saw similar confusion mirrored in Emma’s eyes, as if she felt it too, that electric current running fast and furious between them at every point where their bodies connected. And she wasn’t letting go.

On impulse, he leaned in and captured those pouty lips in a real kiss, soft at first, testing, tasting iced coffee and minty toothpaste, her heart beating a fast staccato against his chest. He pulled her closer, the kiss going from searching to scorching in seconds. She slid one hand down his chest, twisting the fabric of his shirt in her hand to hold him tight, forgetting—or maybe not caring—that they were in the middle of a crowded sidewalk café making an absolute spectacle of themselves. Her legs pressed against his, the kiss deepening as his tongue swirled around hers. He’d never felt so aroused by a simple kiss—hell, he’d never felt this aroused in his entire life. This one, whispered a voice in his head. She’s the one for you.

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About the Book:

Climate scientist Chase Anderson races from one project to the next, unwilling to slow down in his quest to save the world’s oceans. He has no time for family or relationships until he crashes into an impetuous blonde with a quirky sense of humor. One sizzling kiss makes him seriously reevaluate his priorities. And his sanity.

Emma Maguire left her small Cape Cod hometown years ago, seeking the fast pace and anonymity of New York City. She’s not sure what she’s searching for, but when a family crisis brings her home to Provincetown she’s caught in a crazy tangle of half-truths and mistaken identity… and falls for the handsome stranger who broke her cell phone.

Will untangling the web of lies drive them crazy, or lead to something even crazier – like love?

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