Thursday, December 5, 2019

Welcome to author Nan Reinhardt

Hello, Nan, and congratulations on your book release, Christmas with You.


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She’s loved him all her life… but will he be there when she needs him the most?


Disheartened and adrift after being written out of a hit TV show, actor Aidan Flaherty returns to his family’s historic winery, where he’s invested some of the fortune he’s made. As the holidays approach, Aidan becomes intrigued with the old showboat that’s dry-docked just east of town… and even more intrigued with the daughter of his former mentor, who now owns it. He decides to buy the boat and restore it to its former glory.


Single mom Holly Santos is back in River’s Edge after her divorce and she is over men in general and actors in particular. If she could only get rid of her father’s old showboat, a source of fascination for her son, Mateo. She never expects her old crush to walk into her tea shop or the fireworks that happen every time they’re in the same room. Can Aidan convince her that he is determined to restore their shared heritage on the showboat and that he’s home to stay?


Read an Excerpt




“You have beautiful eyes.” Oh, good God. The words were out before he could stop them. Immediately, he backpedaled. “I’m not coming on to you, I swear, it’s just this is the first time I’ve actually seen someone with violet eyes. I-I mean... in person.” Heat rose in his cheeks. Blushing! Holy crap. He didn’t blush anymore—hadn’t in years.


She punched in his purchases. “Come on, rock star. All those Hollywood starlets and groupies and not a single one had eyes the same color as mine?” Her voice dripped sarcasm as she held out her hand for his credit card. “It’s thirteen sixty with tax.”


He fumbled in his wallet for his Amex Black card. “Why do you keep calling me that? I’m an actor, not a rock star.”


“I’m using it generically.” She passed the card back to him with another eye roll. “We don’t take Amex. What else have you got?”


Biting his lip to keep from expelling a frustrated breath, he handed over his VISA, the one where two percent of the money he spent went to save the redwoods. If it impressed her at all, she hid it well as she tapped the card on the screen, thrust it back at him, and turned the screen around so he could sign it with his finger. He hated doing that. His signature always ended up looking like his six-year-old niece, Ali, had written it. “Thanks so much for opening up for me.”


“Don’t expect me to do it again.” She walked swiftly around the counter to the door, twisted the key in the lock, opened it, then stood glaring at him, one hand on her slim hip.


In that moment, Aidan could have sworn they’d met before. “You look really familiar. Do I know you?”

About the Author:
Nan Reinhardt is a USA Today-bestselling author of romantic fiction for women in their prime. Yeah, women still fall in love and have sex, even after 45! Imagine! She is a wife, a mom, a mother-in-law, and a grandmother. Nan has been a copyeditor and proofreader for over 25 years, and currently works on romantic fiction titles for a variety of clients, including Avon Books, St. Martin’s Press, Kensington Books, and Entangled Publishing, as well as for many indie authors.


Although she loves her life as an editor, writing is Nan’s first and most enduring passion. Her latest series, Four Irish Brothers Winery, includes A Small Town Christmas, Meant to Be, and the newly released, Christmas with You, all from Tule Publishing. Nan is busy at work on Book 4 of the series, as well as brewing a cozy mystery idea.


Visit Nan’s website at www.nanreinhardt.com, where you’ll find links to all her books as well as blogs about writing, being a Baby Boomer, and aging gracefully…mostly. Nan also blogs every sixth Wednesday at Word Wranglers, sharing the spotlight with five other romance authors and is a frequent contributor the RWA Contemporary Romance blog, and she contributes to the Romance University blog where she writes as Editor Nan.


RWA Contemporary Romance blog:  http://contemporaryromance.org/2018/03/awesome/
Romance University blog:  http://romanceuniversity.org/ru-contributors/








Friday, November 29, 2019

Welcome to author Skye Warren

Welcome, Skye, and congratulations on your book release!



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Skye Warren will be awarding a $15 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour. Please follow the tour and comment. The more you do, the better your chances of winning.


Blood and sweat. Bethany Lewis danced her way out of poverty. She’s a world class athlete… with a debt to pay.

Joshua North always gets what he wants. And the mercenary wants Bethany in his bed. He wants her beautiful little body bent to his will.

She doesn’t surrender to his kiss.
He doesn’t back down from a challenge.
It’s going to be a sensual fight… to the death.


Read an Excerpt:

Blinding lights. Aching lungs. Thunderous applause. The final show concludes the same way we rehearsed for months, the same way we performed for weeks. My muscles know the movements better than they understand rest. The prospect of after, of what comes next, makes my breath catch. Even as the primas take their bows, relief echoes around the stage. Vacations are planned. Relief for strained muscles. Everyone needs a break, even professional athletes. I’m the only one onstage dreading it.

We bow and curtesy with practiced grace. The curtain descends to the floor. Almost to the second we break formation—a flock of crows startled from the woods. The more exuberant among us, the young ones, the new ones, the ones using steroids, prance and jete toward the dressing rooms. Most of us limp our way out. One hundred percent of NFL players are injured every season. Professional dancing is the same. We hurl our bodies through the air, forcing massive impact through tired joints night after night. I catch my friend Marlena in my arms. Her face is white with pain.

“Ice,” she says. “Or better yet—tequila.”

I push my shoulder under hers as we exit the stage. “Don’t sell yourself short. You can have both.”

A delicate snort. “Not likely. We have to smile and flirt with the old men with big, fat wallets. And for what? I won’t be here next season. You won’t be, either.”

The reminder clangs inside me like a copper bell. I won’t be coming to the New York City Ballet after the break. We fall into our creaky chairs in the dressing room. “Are you going to miss it?”

“Miss it? Of course I’ll miss it.” Marlena turned twenty-eight last month. It’s comfortably retirement age for a dancer. “When the little children do their terrible pirouettes, when they sneeze and throw up and cry all over my leotard, I’ll think fondly of the beautiful art I left behind. Then I’ll be able to walk home. That won’t happen if I try to dance another season.”

“You’ll make a wonderful teacher. You know you were mine.” She didn’t teach me to dance. It was my first love, before I learned to flip and contort myself. Before I ever leapt from a trapeze bar.

Marlena taught me the ropes of the ballet company when I joined two years ago. Most of them thought I wouldn’t last a week. Some of them didn’t want me to. It’s a rigid world, the hierarchy stacked with graduates of Juilliard or the John Cranko school.

I don’t have a pedigree.

All I have is a body that does what it must, no matter how much it hurts.

Which means changing out of my sweaty leotard into a fresh one. We’re contractually obligated to attend the ball. Like Marlena said, we should smile and flirt with the high society people who attend. Both the male and female dancers have to do it. It’s what convinces the sponsors to write checks that will fund the next season. By the time they’re rehearsing The Nutcracker I’ll be in New Orleans, the place I swore I’d never return.

About the Author: Skye Warren is the New York Times bestselling author of dangerous romance. Her books have sold over one million copies. She makes her home in Texas with her loving family, sweet dogs, and evil cat.


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Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Welcome to author Priya Ardis


Hello, Priya, welcome and congratulations on your book release, Gods of merlin.


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Priya Ardis will offer a $25 Amazon/BN GC to one randomly drawn winner, and an autographed copy of the book to a second randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour. Please follow the tour and comment. The more you do, the better your chances of winning.


GREAT GREEK GODS. THEY ARE COMING.

Foster kid and occasional shoplifter Eowlyn Patience just wants to fit into her Boston high school. When the Sword In The Stone falls out of the sky like a meteor into the middle of London’s Trafalgar Square, everything changes. Then, an enigmatic golden-eyed man arranges for her to attend a school for the gifted in England, and the irritatingly perfect Matt Emrys from science class turns out to be Merlin—the Merlin, King Arthur’s greatest wizard.

Frozen in a cave for fifteen hundred years, Merlin has woken to find the next Arthur. Eowlyn Patience’s mysterious admittance to Avalon Preparatory was not something he foresaw…a disturbing aberration when his most powerful gift happens to be visions of the future.

The race to find the rightful heir rages between deadly gargoyles, wizards, and Regulars, but figuring out the troubled Eowlyn might be by-the-book Merlin’s hardest job yet. She’s altogether the wrong girl. Torn between what is right and what saves lives, will Eowlyn do what it takes to win—even if it means sacrificing Merlin to a god?

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A gorgeous underwear-model of a man in a black suit cleaned his sword with a tissue. He threw the bloodied rag on top of the half-man, half-beast. I tensed as he reached inside his coat pocket, but he only took out a clipboard and black sunglasses. He put the sunglasses on. “Eowlyn Patience?”


A little dumbstruck, I nodded at the beautiful killer with blood on his face.


“Pretty name.” He smiled wistfully. “I once knew an Eowlyn.”


The comment knocked me out of my trance. “No one has ever heard of the name Eowlyn.”


He shrugged. “Surprise. Now, you have met me.”


I put my hands on my hips. “What do you want?”


He gave me an amused smile. “I will be your driver today. Don’t forget to grab your bags. We should leave now before you have any more visitors.”


I pointed to the corpse on the floor. “I am not going anywhere with you, serial killer.”


“Is that so? Let me be clear—I just saved your life. More hunters will be coming.” Black-Suit tucked a pencil behind his ear and the clipboard under his elbow. He stepped to the side and pointed at an idling black luxury sedan. “I’ll be waiting in the car. For when you change your mind.”


About the Author:

Priya Ardis loves books of all kinds--but especially the ones which make your nose leak and let your chai go cold. Her novels come from a childhood of playing too much She-Ra and watching too much Spock. Her bestselling series, My Boyfriend Merlin, about Merlin going to high school is a YA contemporary fantasy and romance for those like road trips, wizards, Greek gods, and gender-bent quests.

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    Friday, November 15, 2019

    Welcome to author Laura Brown

    Hello, Laura, welcome, and congratulations on the release of your contemporary romance book, A Perfect Mistake.

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    Falling for the forbidden has never felt so right…

    When social worker Nica Anders indulges in one night of sexual passion with delicious Deaf man Cam Thompson, the last thing she expects is to see him the next day while visiting her dying client. He’s Cassie’s grandson and caregiver, the one treat she shouldn’t have tasted. Now her job is on the line, demanding she stay away.

    But their attraction is building like a raging inferno and Nica can’t help but get burned.

    Cam Thompson’s life is a mess. He’s losing his grandmother, the one person who’s supported him his whole life, and her dying wish is for him to settle down with a good woman—specifically her social worker Nica Anders. Despite Nica trying to hold tight to her ethics, he’s falling for her hard and fast.

    Yet Cam's grandmother isn’t the only matchmaker in his family, and someone's determined to keep him and Nica apart.

    Steamy, touching, heart-warming. A much-needed #OwnVoices romance to go perfectly with that plate of chocolate brownies and glass of wine!

    Excerpt:

    As I approached the room, my grandmother’s door inched open. I waited a minute, but no one emerged. I stepped to the side, letting the social worker finish up, trying not to tap my foot in impatience and envision how many digits my inbox had soared to.

    I wondered if this was the social worker Grandma always talked about. The thought alone caused me to laugh and my foot to still. For years Grandma had matchmaking aspirations between me and the social worker. Then again, Grandma always had matchmaking aspirations, really bad matchmaking, take one look and run the other way kind. We’d never met but had e-mailed many times. I contemplated taking another step to the side to avoid any additional matchmaking attempts when the door opened further. A female with familiar blond curly hair backed out of the room. She waved to my grandmother and closed the door. Before I could chastise my dick on the urges the hair created, I found myself face to face with Nica.

    She froze, an expression of pure bewilderment that I surely mirrored. Eyes wide enough that white surrounded her irises. On the lapel of her pink button-down shirt she had an ID badge. Her picture was on the badge, under the logo for Independent Senior Services, with her name: Veronica Anders.

    AUTHOR Bio and Links:

    Laura Brown lives in Massachusetts with her quirky abnormal family. Her husband has put up with her since high school, her young son keeps her on her toes, and her two cats think they deserve more scratches. Hearing loss is a big part of who she is, from her own Hard of Hearing ears, to the characters she creates.


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    Why I Wrote About Social Work

    As a former social worker, I’ve read a few books with characters who are social workers, and often the depiction has been less than flattering. From social workers who abuse the system, or are downright mean to their clients, to those who managed to do everything under the sun as though they were fairy godmothers. Seeing all these inaccurate representations spurred me to write a character who was not just a social worker, but had a former job of mine.

    I used to work as a case manager in elder services. My clients were frail elders who needed help staying in the community. As my title suggested, I helped manage the care being brought into their homes. The ultimate goal of the job was to keep elders at home for as long as possible. It was a demanding and rewarding job. The thing I remember the most—beyond the endless computer work to be filled out—was my clients. I had a lot of great conversations, learned a lot about life and perspective, and most importantly, got to make a difference in someone else’s life.

    Taking my experiences and turning them into a novel, a fictional romance at that, was not as easy as writing about what I knew. I faced many challenges, because by nature of being a social worker I am not allowed to discuss anything specific, certainly not use any real situations I faced with my clients. I couldn’t remember a funny situation that occurred with a homemaker and use it. I couldn’t think of a struggle I experienced dealing with family members. The juggle became in being accurate vs vague, in being sure that any ideas I put onto the page did not relate back to a former client of mine.

    Ultimately I wanted to show a caring social worker who had compassion. Who wanted to help more than they were able to. And who dealt with the ever present stress of the job. A realistic social worker to pay my respects to all the other social workers out there. Those still in the field and doing all they can for their clients.

    And then, of course, I doubled that stress, because this is a fictional story after all!

    To the social workers, I say thank you. I know how difficult your jobs are, I know how burnout sometimes looms in the ever present distance, since I burnt out myself. I know you work long hours, often thankless hours, and have ever changing demands. But I also know you put your heart into your work, and your clients benefit from that heart. I hope you enjoy this story most of all, and never find yourself in my fictional conflict.

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    Wednesday, November 13, 2019

    Book review of The Beekeeper's Bullet

    Hello, I was given a free  e-copy of the historical romance, The Beekeeper's Bullet by Lance Hawvermale to review in return for an honest review.

     BLURB:

    American Ellenor Jantz lives in rural Germany in 1917, the Great War raging only a few miles from where she works as a beekeeper for a wealthy loyalist. When a British airman crashes behind enemy lines, Ellenor must choose between aiding him or handing him over to the German authorities, who have just moved a squadron of flying aces into the manor house where she is staying.

    Injured pilot Alec Corbin-Dawes, Royal Flying Corps, finds himself at Ellenor's mercy. Yet he is determined to make his way farther into Germany to rescue his sister within the next four days. How can he travel all those miles in time, now that his plane is downed, and still avoid capture behind enemy lines?

    EXCERPT:  Something fell from the sky.

    A shadow blasted across the truck, briefly barricading the sun. An instant later, a machine of wood and twanging wires flew across the truck’s hood, missing it by the breadth of a hand. Smoke coiled out behind it. The howling contraption flipped in the air, bits of it snapping free even as it dropped, and then it struck a patch of wild forget-me-nots on the side of the road, crushed them, and vanished in the tall grass beyond.

    Ellenor torqued the steering wheel to the right and applied brake and clutch, her breath trapped behind her teeth. The truck came to a jarring halt, the two white brood boxes sliding in the back and dislodging a hundred dead bees. Exhaling, Ellenor looked from the window in the direction of whatever the hell it was. The war rarely reached this far from the Front; Ellenor never fell asleep with the sound of German artillery pounding French hillsides, as so many others did. Other than the occasional supply convoy from the factories in Berlin, Father’s estate and the villages nearby saw no evidence of the blood being hemorrhaged by millions a few dozen miles away. But Ellenor knew, staring from the truck’s dusty window, a part of the war had almost crushed her. Its smoke rose like a serpent from where it waited in the grass.

    She opened the door. . . .

    My Review:

    What would it be like to be an American living in Germany when World War I broke out? Ellenor, a beekeeper, is an American, working as a tutor for a German man’s kids. Alec, an Englishman, crashes him plane near her. She shoots him, but not fatally, feels bad, then brings him back to the home she’s working at. Nothing could go wrong, or could it? Learning German soldiers are due there the next day, Ellenor tells Alec he must go. He needs to find his sister who works in a German factory due to be bombed by the French. By accident, Ellenor gets pulled into his daring and risky rescue mission.

    There are funny moments mixed in and many good historical details, visually painted for the reader. We get to hear a lot of fascinating things about those early planes, plenty of mechanical details to satisfy curiosity. As an interesting addition, readers also get to learn about beekeeping.

    There are also exciting getaways, filled with the possibility of death. Trouble mounts, and new, more serious problems arise. Since Alec intended on rescuing his sister and taking her out of the country, but Ellenor had to get in the plane to escape, somebody will have to be left behind. When Ellenor helped Alec, she gave up her life and job in Germany. She can’t go back to the farmhouse where she was working...ever.

    Ellenor, says some great one-liners, and there are twists and turns to keep you guessing with enough intrigue to up the pacing. There are graphic details about what it was really like in the war trenches, enough to make you cringe.

    While all this is happening, Ellenor solves a minor mystery related to the death of some of her bees. It seems the answer gives her ideas for their much bigger problem. The connection is intriguing.


    The story never lets up, not until the exciting and satisfying ending. Readers of this book will walk away, having been entertained and learning what it was really like to be in the trenches and in the skies during the Great War.

    AUTHOR Bio and Links:


    Lance Hawvermale is an English professor and beekeeper who lives in Texas with three daughters, a cat, and the woman of his dreams.

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    Tuesday, October 29, 2019

    Books around the world: Iceland

    Hello, I recently read a book called A Fist or a Heart by Kristin Eiriksdottir, an Icelandic author. This book was different than others I have read and is listed as Magical Realism. We see the story unfold from the eyes of an older woman who makes stage prompts for a living but are also treated to another perspective, that of a teenage writer who has her first play performed in the local theater.

    Memories blend with the present, and the effect is interesting. One must be paying attention when reading this, and different people are likely to pull different underlying meanings from the unfolding of events. 

    Some things are left unclear, but the this enhances the "magical" mood of the tale. Overall, it's an interesting novel with the benefit of giving insights into Icelandic culture.

    Friday, October 18, 2019

    Hello! I'm happy to announce that I have a free short story up to read. It's very short and is about angels, vampires, and zombies. Why not check it out and maybe leave a comment? Thank you!
    http://www.longandshortreviews.com/category/free-short-stories/

    Monday, October 7, 2019

    Book review of Crush: A Tale of Two Vineyards

    Hello, I was given a free copy of the contemporary romance novel Crush: A Tale of Two Vineyards in return for an honest review.






    BLURB:

    Will the rare love that comes once in a lifetime win her over? Crush: A Tale of Two Vineyards is a compelling and enchanting novel set among vineyards in Southern France and Central California.

    Spending summers at her grandparents’ vineyard, Clos de Harmonie, Olivia found her passion for winemaking and pursued a degree in Viticulture and Enology. Olivia accepts an invitation from a Frenchman to complete her master’s degree project at his family’s fifth generation biodynamic vineyard in France.

    She and the French winemaker have an instant attraction. With her project complete, she struggles with the desire to stay in France and the knowledge she is neglecting her grandparents’ vineyard. Called back to California by an unforeseen turn of events, Olivia focuses on getting Clos de Harmonie certified as a biodynamic vineyard. Her dream is to make authentic, natural wine that captures the landscape and its essence in a bottle.

    As she wrestles with her long-distance love interest, the challenges of reviving a rundown vineyard, and trouble with the landowner next door, Olivia finds strength in the human spirit and the need to prove herself in a sea of doubters.

    An evocative story that awakens the senses, Crush captures the complex layers and enduring bonds of family amidst the dramas and joys of winemaking. The magic and mysteries of biodynamic farming come to life along with a colorful cast of characters in both France and California.


    Excerpt:

    Professor Clark, my graduate adviser, walked to the podium. The guest speaker followed. With his lean build, he glided across the stage. He stood tall and relaxed in a white linen long-sleeved shirt and blue jeans. While the professor introduced him, he scanned the audience, and his eyes landed on me in the front row. I sat up straight and wished I’d worn something more flattering than jeans and a T-shirt. Mom always told me never leave the house without looking your best. His brown eyes met mine before he took the podium.

    So, this was Lucien Laroche. I was to be his ambassador for the weekend. Professor Clark had asked me to take Lucien to consult with two wineries near Santa Barbara. Since I was going to my nana’s vineyard in the valley already, it worked out perfectly.

    “Biodynamic agriculture springs from a spiritual worldview called anthroposophy,” Lucien Laroche stated. His French accent had me. “A biodynamic farm is a living system. A self-sustaining ecosystem that is responsible for creating and maintaining its health without any outside or unnatural additions. Each farm has its own unique characteristics.”

    I followed his every move. His presence held my attention. My undivided attention.

    My Review:

    Olivia finished up her master’s degree and intends on managing her grandparents’ vineyard and winery. She meets Luke, a charming man from France and a guest speaker in her class, and they connect right away. They agree that Olivia will do her internship at his family’s vineyard in France. When she goes, their relationship develops into something serious, as the chemistry between them greatly complements the lifestyle they have in common. They understand each other and have the same values, and readers are sure to love them.

    The concept of a biodynamic vineyard plays a large role here. The author does a great job bringing readers into this world with exquisite details that please the senses. One gets an authentic feel for just what this type of vineyard requires to thrive. It’s fun to get a close-up view of what it’s like to run a vineyard in general, as well. Coziness exudes from the pages as readers are presented with delightful specifics about the wine-producing world and the land. The sights, sounds, textures, tastes, and scents fill out this beautiful, interesting world. 

    The supporting characters add interest and intrigue. They enrich the story and complicate things. Readers will care about what happens to them and how their subplots will affect the main plot. The intertwining nature of the stories within a story are done with expertise. 


    As the romance begins, there’s a looming and serious question hanging over their heads. Both Luke and Olivia have family vineyards to think about, an ocean apart. What will happen with that? Then there’s Luke’s family. Not all of them approve of Olivia. 

    When Olivia goes back home, she discovers she has inherited her grandparents’ vineyard and is determined to do great things with it. The author provides vivid and convincing information to demonstrate Olivia’s passion for her vineyard. It is her dream, her life’s work. But she loves Luke. This puts serious doubts into a reader’s mind that it could work with Luke, who is equally as dedicated to his own family’s vineyard.


    Complications amp up the stakes in this story. So much is at risk. Olivia’s dream of a biodynamic winery is in grave danger of being destroyed. How does she handle these difficulties? Even with the trying people in her life, Olivia acts with graciousness, making her a lovely character. 

    Readers are sure to love her and Luke and enjoy this tale about a woman with a dream meeting the challenges along the way with grace. 





    AUTHOR Bio and Links:


    Joye Emmens is also the author of She’s Gone. She lives in California with her husband.

    Website: www.jemmens.com






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    Welcome to author Nan Reinhardt

    Hello, Nan, and congratulations on your book release, Christmas with You. Giveaway contest:  This post is part of a virtual book t...