Wednesday, December 6, 2017

#BookQW word is immediate #Tirgearr #RomanticSuspense excerpt from Unholy Alliance

Immediate is the word for Book Quote Wednesday, and here is a quote from Unholy Alliance.  A snippet of a bar scene focuses on Tori, an amateur sleuth who works a food truck, and her former attorney, Grady. They're scoping out a bar owned by an Irish mobster.


Tori went to sleep every night afraid. Woke up every morning afraid. Wherever she was, working her food truck, walking, or driving, she looked over her shoulder. She’d been running scared for so long, she couldn’t remember what it’d be like not to be afraid.
Grady looked at her and then punched letters into his cellphone. “I’m texting Guhleman again.” Good God, why did he have to look so handsome, his russet hair spilling over his forehead? Finished, he pocketed his cell. “The FBI is on the way here. No warrant necessary.”
“That’s good.” She slipped into her flats and turned to go. Island tomorrow night. What island exactly? Research awaited her, and she was anxious to get on with it. “You stay here. I’ll take a taxi home.”
“Smart idea. I’ll walk you out.” He followed behind her, walking her through the bar.  An immediate slap of loud music and an undercurrent of voices rose and fell like waves crashing against the shore. 
Gordon the Greaser puffed up his chest and bumped into a topless waitress. “There you are, Misty,” the cop said. “The boss wants you upstairs.
The waitress laughed. “No can do. I’m quitting after this shift.”
Greaser pulled out his phone and punched numbers. “You’re right, boss. Misty is a spoiled brat. Has her haughty nose in the air.”
Tori touched Grady’s arm. “Misty caught a scent of something bad.”

“Like a worm.” Grady pulled Tori to his side, so close she inhaled the masculine scent of him. He wanted her close. She sensed it, and his nearness felt like a warm embrace. At the same time, she chided herself for allowing romantic notions inside her head, disturbed by the temporary alliance they shared. The partners, stuck together like stickers in wool, watched the cop speak into his cellphone.

Friday, December 1, 2017

#HappyHolidays author exchange #erotic #westernromance by @anitaphilmar

It's another exciting time along the Happily Holidays book trail, and I'm here to tell you about A Cowboy’s Passion by Anita Philmar.


Blurb:
Tess Van Pelt doesn’t have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door.  Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.
As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can’t keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess’s future in the best way he knows how.
Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?
***A Cowboy’s Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners. MFM

Excerpt:
“Tess, I’d like you to meet my cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.” John waved to the man, walking toward her from the far end of the room. He must have been gazing out the window that overlooked the front porch. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have missed the solid line of his shoulders in his dark blue suit or the aristocratic glint in his gaze, and most of all his uncanny resemblance to his cousin. The two could almost be twins if not for the slight touch of gray at Reece’s temples.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Van Pelt. John has told me a great deal about you.” Reece paused by the end of the couch and waited for John to step out of the way before approaching.
John muttered something and left the room.
Tess stared, fighting the need to stand and walk directly into this stranger’s arms. Could he offer her the same type of pleasure John did? The thought had her shifting restlessly on the couch. The image of them both making love to her at once had her squeezing her hands together.
Tess drew back her shoulders and stiffened her spine. As a new widow, she had a certain decorum she needed to maintain. On the other hand, Gab had only been dead a few days. Wanting sex with a complete stranger didn’t fall on the list of acceptable activities she planned to allow herself.
Hell, she’d managed to keep away from John. She should have the strength to resist his cousin. “He told me you are a lawyer.”
“Yes, and John was kind enough to provide access to your deceased husband’s papers.” Reece sank onto the couch by her feet.
“Well, if that’s true, then you’ve undoubtedly decided you want no part of this mess after all. Gab had a diverse array of business dealings. Some of which I’m not even sure, I’m aware of.” Her gaze ran over the hard line of his jaw and settled on his lower lip. The soft pink flesh had a wet trail from the swipe of his tongue.
Need again washed through her, and she missed his reply.
In fact, she must have failed to catch more than she thought when he rose and stepped to her. As if in a dream, he suddenly stood directly above her with one hand on the back of the couch, the other on the armrest. His handsome face filled her line of sight. Then he moved even closer, and her eyelids fluttered close.
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Other Books in the  Naked Bluff, Texas series

In Deep Water   Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn't cause any problems...could it? 

In Too Deep   The peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the Trinity River.

Duty's Bride   Can Sadie have a new life or will her old one rear its ugly head?

More Than Ready   Can a determined woman win her heart's desire?

A Cowboy's Pleasure   Does this cowboy want the job he's being offered?

The Country Doctor's Bride   Run from a murder or marry a doctor, which one will she choose?



Bio for Anita Philmar


Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.

Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.

Naughty or Nice?

Read her books and decide.




Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com


FB: www.facebook.com/anita.philmar




Thursday, November 30, 2017

#amwriting #authortips #romance the want list for publishers and their readers

For the past few months I have been contacting editors and agents for a contest of emerging authors.  You guessed it.  I volunteered to chair a contest, and this is a helping contest with worthwhile critiques.  Aside from that, would you like to know what qualities and tropes agents and editors are looking for right now? I'm sharing this insider information which I've compiled from the many agent and editor websites I've visited: 
·       Strong conflicts where the characters’ goals are in opposition to one another
·       Physical action-oriented heroines (martial artists, MMA fighters, etc.)
·       Enemies-to-friends-to-lovers romances
·       Adventure quest style romances (think Indiana Jones or Ready Player One but with more kissing!)
·       1930s-style fast patter bantering
·       Diverse romances that showcase heritage, ethnicity and cultural practices
·       Romances that also feature very strong friendships/BFF characters
·       Gender role reversals or defiance of gender role stereotypes ( i.e. biker heroine, preschool teacher hero)
·       Post-apocalyptic romances grounded in realism (think Battlestar Galactica)
·       Couples who aren’t interested in a nuclear family-style existence

Here are qualities and tropes that editors and agents are presently not looking for:
·       First-person POV (usually better suited for New Adult, chick lit or women’s fiction than romance)
·       One or more “evil exes” as the main source of conflict to a romance — the conflict should be interpersonal between your leads.
·       Telling rather than showing and long exposition/information dumps
·       Characters without any goals besides finding love
·       Alpha heroes that are insulting and condescending to their heroines
·       Couples that fall into insta-love when they meet and never truly face any conflict

·       Relationships where the characters’ only bar to getting together is fear from past bad relationships (Everyone has insecurity and angst, but the only way a character can resolve these things is through internal epiphany. That isn’t enough to hang a story on.) 



Wednesday, November 29, 2017

#Tirgearr author #BookQW #nothing from Unholy Alliance by Kathleen Rowland

The word for Book Quote Wednesday (#BookQW) is NOTHING!  The following excerpt featuring NOTHING is from Unholy Alliance when hero Grady listens to Tori say she'll play this like nothing happened. Is he getting what he thought he wanted?


“Just so you know, I hope after the New Year, this won’t feel awkward.” She was dressing and neatening the bed at the same time.
“I’m glad.” As he watched her tuck under the blanket, he wanted to get back in bed with her. Was she smoothing her way to a break up?
“Amy and Finn are the best friends I’ve ever had. I really like Shane and of course, Maeve,” she said.
“They care about you, too.”
“So, can you keep this between us? I’m not saying it’s a mistake. It is temporary.” Tori smiled, and it didn’t waver.
His heart stopped. A minute before, this was what he wanted to hear.
“Our partnership is our secret. I’m hoping we don’t have to tell anyone. Around other people, let’s act like a lawyer and client.” She looked up at him through dark eyelashes. “Can you do that?”
“Sure.” Grady found his voice, but what was squeezing in his chest? “No problem. I’m down with the idea. We’ll play it like nothing happened.”
“When our partnership ends, I won’t be giving you the whiny chick routine.” She reached into a narrow closet for a skirt and put in on in record time.

Grady got what he wished for. The way Tori called his name while he was buried inside her meant more to him than it did her. He didn’t want what he thought he wanted.

Unholy Alliance is a stand-alone romantic suspense, book 2 in the Donahue Cousins series.

Friday, November 24, 2017

#HappyHolidays - The Santa Bargain, A #HolidayRomance #NewRelease by @robinsromances

My spotlight is on talented author Robin Machaela and her new release just in time for the holidays.  Robin, can you please tell us a little about your book?


Absolutely, and thanks so much for hosting me on your blog today, Kathleen!
The Santa Bargain is my new contemporary romance novel. It’s a holiday romance about a relationship-phobic single mom and the equally commitment-shy guy who agrees to be Santa in their small town’s holiday parade. In order to get Joe to agree, though, Maria has to strike a bargain that promises to heat up the holidays.
The Santa Bargain is on sale for $0.99 on Amazon through 12/31/17 or read it for free on Kindle Unlimited (click this link for either version: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077996MP2).
Thanks for checking it out. Have a merry and bright holiday season!


Title: The Santa Bargain


Blurb:
Santa’s gifts can be both nice…and naughty.
Coffeehouse entrepreneur, Maria Thompson, has sworn off men ever since her young son’s father walked out of their lives. But, when she literally runs into sexy carpenter, Joe Sinclair, she wonders if it’s time to rethink her plan.
Joe Sinclair doesn’t need or want romance or a family. He was raised in the foster care system and learned long ago not to get attached to anyone. Now, if he could just remember that, he could put the sensual owner of Copper River, Colorado’s new coffee shop out of his mind.
After Maria and Joe volunteer to work together on the town’s first Christmas festival, their attraction lights up brighter than a new a string of holiday lights. When Santa comes to town, will they finally find everything they’ve ever wished for under the tree?

Excerpt:
Wanting to lighten the mood, he cleared his throat. “I bet Zach is looking forward to Santa’s visit. The holiday is coming up fast.”
He watched a soft smile spread across Maria’s face. “Yes, he is. He’s at that perfect age for Santa – too old to be afraid, but still young enough to believe in the magic of the season.”
She must be working some magic of her own on him because Joe felt the warmth of her smile all the way to his toes. He grinned, remembering his own excitement as he awaited Santa’s visit when he was Zach’s age. “Has he told St. Nick what he wants for Christmas yet?”
“I’ve been waiting until the festival to take him to see Santa because the big guy is supposed to show up there. That is, if I can ever find someone to actually be Santa.” Maria clamped her mouth shut.
He saw a glint come into her eyes as she tilted her head to one side, then squinted at him like she was appraising a prize show horse. “Hmm.”
Joe really didn’t like the way she’d started looking at him. He could practically see the image in her mind – and, in it, he was all decked out in a red suit. He put his mug down on the counter so fast it made a clinking noise as he held up his hands. “Oh no, don’t get any ideas, Maria. I’m the last guy who should be Santa.”
“Why, Joe, I think you’d make a perfect St. Nick.”
He’d swear her voice had dropped by at least an octave. The new throaty tone made his groin twitch.
She picked up her spoon and slowly slid it between her lips. He watched her tongue sweep out to lick a droplet of coffee from it, and he fought to keep from groaning. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t pull his gaze from her mouth.
“You know, I’ve been thinking…if you were Santa, I could be your elf,” she continued in her sultry voice. “Who knows? You might be very happy with what you find under your Christmas tree this year.”
He suppressed a smile as he thought about that. How she could make being a festival Santa sound enticing was beyond him, but she was managing. Joe was very nearly tempted to tell her he would do it, but he held back and waited to see if she’d sweeten the deal.

Buy links:
On sale for $0.99 at Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077996MP2.

Author Bio:

Robin Michaela has been reading romances since her teen years, when she first snuck her aunt’s copy of The Flame and the Flower, by Kathleen Woodiwiss.
She’s married to her own Handsome Prince (a military airman) and has lived everywhere from the sunny shores of Florida to the wild crags of the Colorado Rocky Mountains. By day, she’s a dental hygienist and by night, Robin can be found eating chocolate, training for her next half marathon, and crafting her next novel (although not necessarily in that order).

Robin loves to hear from readers. Please visit her website (www.robinmichaela.com). You can also follow her on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/RobinMichaelaRomances) or Twitter   (https://twitter.com/robinsromances).

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

#HappyHolidays author exchange #contemporary #romance Stormy @#!/AuthorTinaGayle

Please welcome mega-talented writer Tina Gayle along the Happy Holidays Trail to great books. Today I have my spotlight on Stormy by Tina Gayle.



Blurb:

A widower, a divorcee, co-workers, lovers... a future together... marriage?
Consoling each other for years over each other’s misfortune, Karen and Daniel turn a friendship into a weekend of unbridled red-hot passion.  The heat between them leads to thoughts of a future together.  That is…
Until children, an ex-husband, an unexpected heart attack, a conniving trophy-wife, guilt and personal choices come between them.  Will the heat of their passion, let them break from the past and move into the future?


Excerpt:

“Damn it, Daniel, if I find you with a young chickadee like I did my ex-husband,” she growled as she trudged up the staircase. “I might be tempted to...”   
Her gaze immediately fell on the empty king-size bed. Exasperated by her inability to find him, she quickly scanned the entire room...desk area, open closet, bathroom... the door closed. Light glowed through the seam between the floor and the bottom edge. “Daniel, if you’re in the bathroom come out this minute.”
The entrance opened, and he stood in the doorway.
Problem, he wore only a towel.
Awe, shit... she didn’t need to see his bare chest covered in crisp dark hair, the sculptured muscles of his arms and shoulders, developed pecs, and thick thighs.
Damn, how was she supposed to resist such temptation?
Desire added to the anxiety she’d already experienced on her drive here, lit her anger. “Why the hell didn’t you answer your phone? I’ve been calling and texting you for the last two hours.”
A confused frown passed over his handsome face. Instead of responding, he stepped to the bedside table. He lifted his cell phone and clicked a few buttons.
Unable to contain her impatience, Karen stalked forward.
He glanced up when she grew closer and showed her the phone. “I don’t understand it. I don’t show receiving any messages or calls. The signals must have gotten lost because of the storm.”
She’d suspected as much. Still, she refused to let him off the hook because he could’ve contacted her before he left town. “You should’ve called me. But no...”
Having endured his inability to communicate for months now, she stabbed her finger through the air at him. “You never call. You always expect me to phone you. Well, I’ve had it.”
The distance closed between them and she stood inches from him. Her fingertip tapped his chest. Static electricity sparked between them and her fist unfolded. She stumbled backward.
“Whoa.” Daniel caught her around the waist with one hand and held her close. His phone landed on the bed before he circled his other arm around her. His strong grip held her steady and didn’t allow her to step away. “You’re right. I guess I’m just use to...”
“Don’t say it. I’ve heard it too many times. Sharon might have resented the interruptions, but I’m not her. I’m never in any type of meeting that you could possibly disrupt.” Karen spread her hands over his chest and worked to maintain a smidgen of distance. Nevertheless, with him so near, his warmth surrounding her in a seductive cocoon, she had to fight the urge to melt against him.
“Yes, but if I called you whenever I wanted we’d never get off the phone.” The husky tone of his voice pulled her gaze upward.
Spying the silly grin on his face, she shook her head. “Don’t play with me, Daniel. I was worried that something bad might’ve happened to you.”
He cupped the back of her neck and guided her head to his shoulder. “You worry too much. Nothing’s going to happen to an old dog like me.”

Now available at  Amazon



Author Bio:

Tina Gayle grew up a dreamer and loved to escape into the world of books.
After years of working in the business world doing a variety of jobs, she decided to try her hand at writing. Her books touch the heart and show the true joy of being a woman.

Read the first chapter of any of her books by visiting her website.

Find Tina Gayle everywhere


Home - www.tinagayle.net
Blog - www.tinagayle.blogspot.com
Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/AuthorTinaGayle
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/tina.gayle

Amazon Author Page http://www.amazon.com/Tina-Gayle/e/B002BM9GR8

Monday, November 20, 2017

Get Ready for #HappyHolidays With a #99c #Romance from @Kris_Bock

 Please welcome my guest, Kris Bock.  Let me tell you about her book, Whispers in the Dark.

Whispers in the Dark: Archaeology student Kylie Hafford craves adventure when she heads to the remote Puebloan ruins of Lost Valley, Colorado, to excavate. Romance isn’t in her plans, but she soon meets two sexy men: Danesh looks like a warrior from the Pueblo’s ancient past, and Sean is a charming, playful tourist. The summer heats up as Kylie uncovers mysteries, secrets, and terrors in the dark. She’ll need all her strength and wits to survive—and to save the man she’s come to love. 

Whispers in the Dark, romantic suspense set in the Four Corners region of the Southwest, has a 4.2-star average. This novel will appeal to fans of Mary Stewart, Barbara Michaels, and Victoria Holt. It stands alone and is not part of a series.

Whispers in the Dark is on sale Nov. 19-24 – only 99 cents for the Kindle! Get it now!


Excerpt:

I hit something, bounced, scraped, and finally landed with a thud that rattled my whole body.

I lay in the dark, blinded, my head ringing, pain washing over me in great waves. My lungs screamed for air, but it seemed like I’d forgotten how to breathe.

Finally I dragged in a breath. I closed my eyes and focused on breathing, waiting for the world to settle into place.

Rain misted my face, so I must be lying on my back. My head felt heavier than my feet. I shifted and realized I was lying on a slope with my head pointing down.

I tried to concentrate on those little details. I couldn’t handle anything more. Panic fluttered around me, but I refused to think about anything but the present moment. I flexed my fingers. When that worked, I moved my hands over my body, up to my face. My head throbbed, but when I felt around my skull, I didn’t find any serious damage.

I had to move. The thought battered at the back of my mind, a panicky whisper that I tried to ignore. I had to run. Hide. He was after me. I had to get away.

I clenched my teeth hard, as if I could bite back the pain and fear. Memories crowded in, like panicked ghosts wailing at the edges of my mind. Guns, strange men. Dangerous, threatening men. Danesh trying to protect me, the gun going off. My own helpless, panicked flight. Helpless. Worthless. Unable to fight, unable even to scream.

I tried to focus on this one moment, the physical sensations of my aching body as I lay on the hard, damp ground. The cold against my bare calves, the lump of rock pressing into my shoulder. That focus helped keep me grounded in the present. Never mind that this present wasn’t a place I wanted to be. I had to deal with reality. But I didn’t have to also deal with nightmares. Not now.

The little whimpers in my throat faded to short gasping breaths. I held on to this moment, this single slice of reality. Now to move forward. I didn’t have to like it, but I had to do it. One step at a time.




Kris Bock writes novels of suspense and romance involving outdoor adventures and Southwestern landscapes. In Counterfeits, stolen Rembrandt paintings bring danger to a small New Mexico town. What We Found is a romantic mystery about a young woman who finds a murder victim in the woods. The Mad Monk’s Treasure follows the hunt for a long-lost treasure in the New Mexico desert. In The Dead Man’s Treasure, estranged relatives compete to reach a buried treasure by following a series of complex clues. Read excerpts at www.krisbock.com or visit her Amazon page.