Friday, December 27, 2013

Joanne Wadsworth brings her Witness Pursuit characters to England (while Liza and her characters head off to New Zealand.)

One life.

Twenty-one-year-old New Zealander Lydia Sands witnessed the hit-and-run of a powerful man’s son. Her bodyguard is shot when the killer returns to dispose of her and The Program puts her in hiding. A year later, the case remains unsolved and her handler needs to get her further from the killer’s reach. Lydia detests the thought of being close enough to endanger the man who nearly died protecting her, even if it’s aboard a super-yacht traveling the South Pacific.

Tyler whithall’s shooting stole weeks from his memory. Physically recovered, he oversees security for Whitehall Shipping. While on a family holiday, Tyler is suspicious of the woman accompanying them without notice or security clearance, as his nephew’s caregiver. Stronger than suspicion is his incomprehensible attraction to her, and his instinct to protect her.

Once sensitive information is leaked, Lydia undergoes re-identification to evade a killer and protect the man who’d die to save her. Her bodyguard has just begun his pursuit, and she may have underestimated his abilities.

CONTENT WARNING: Sexual content

A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance



Hi, and thank you so much for having me on your blog today, Liza.

Liza: Not a problem. I look forward to taking my troublesome group down to my favorite place on Earth: New Zealand, while you shiver your butt off in the Durran Castle in Merry Old England. 
Liza: Have fun!

WITNESS PURSUIT is book one in my Bodyguards series, a heart-pounding line in which each story will bring you a bodyguard and the woman he protects. I brought Tyler and Lydia with me from WITNESS PURSUIT to answer all the hard questions. Here they are.

How did you first meet your writer, Tyler? Can you give me some inside scoop?

Tyler: Absolutely. That would be a couple of years ago when Joanne was writing about one of my fellow bodyguards and knew I’d be just the one to come to Lydia’s aid after she witnessed the hit-and-run of a powerful man’s son. I had no complaints. I couldn’t even get there fast enough.

What about you, Lydia. Did you ever think your life would end up being in a book?

Lydia: Not in the context Joanne orchestrated it. I had a career all mapped out as a caregiver. That’s a safe and fun job. I love being around kids. I certainly never expected to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, then end up being placed in The Program. She’s got one wicked imagination that just can’t be held back. Talk about twists and turns, and heart-pounding moments. I experienced everything in this story.

Back to you, Tyler. What has you ducking for cover?

Tyler: *grins* Ducking for cover isn’t a game I play. Where I’m needed, I’ll be.

Lydia: And he’s relentless at it too. *tweaks his chin*

Lydia, do you have one favorite scene in your book that you just adored?

Lydia: Do I ever. I loved watching the Smurf Movie with Tyler’s four-year-old nephew.

Tyler: What? *mouth gapes* My brother and nephew should never have come barreling in on a moment when I had you all to myself. I couldn’t believe Nico wanted to watch the smurfs, when all I wanted was you, and preferably without any clothes on. We’d just sealed that deal too. Do you remember?

Lydia: *chuckling* I’ll never forget that deal. And that’s why watching the smurfs was my favorite moment. The anticipation of what was to come had me getting all hot.

If either of you could rewrite anything in your book, what would it be?

Tyler: That’s a no-brainer. Not suffering any memory loss from the shooting. A year later when I met Lydia on board my family’s super-yacht, I just couldn’t figure out why I had such strong feelings for her.

Lydia: I wish Tyler hadn’t got shot at all. No one’s life should mean more than another’s simply because of the job they’ve chosen.

Tyler: *takes Lydia’s hand* You would say that, but it’s my job to protect you, and I’d take as many shots as that takes to ensure you never came to any harm.

Do you two like the way the things worked out?

Lydia: Most definitely. I’m so glad Joanne adores happy endings, even though she also adored making us jump through hoop after hoop to get there.

Tyler: The ending was a shock for me. There was one spanner being thrown into the works after another. I don’t care for surprises, although I’m not going to complain too much, not when I got the girl. *squeezes Lydia’s hand* And talking about surprises. I certainly have several up my sleeve for my girl once I get her home. Which means there will be no smurfs, and no little nephews barreling in.


Here’s an excerpt to tempt you:

Down the super-yacht’s hallway, Lydia walked toward Tyler then slowed as her gaze dropped to her case in his hands. “What am I going to do with you?” She shook her head, tut-tutting under her breath.

“You’d already packed.” He slid a hand around her waist and led her to his room. “I’m simply moving your belongings from one room to another, and I’ll show you exactly what you can do with me.” He closed his bedroom door and flicked the lock.

She set her hands on her hips. “Ah, is that to keep me in, or others out?”

“Both.” He dumped her bag beside his drawers and unzipped it. “What did Saria say?”

“We had a long talk, and she said yes. She’ll let me go through re-identification first, and follow as soon as she sits her finals. They’re in just a few weeks.” She stepped up to him. “Ben will place my application tomorrow, although he said it might take a few days for all the arrangements to be made. He told me to hold tight and wait.”

Gritting his teeth, he opened his bottom drawer and piled her clothing in. “He approved of it all, this fast?” He’d have words with Ben. She should be with him.

“Of course. It was his idea to start with.” She gripped his arm. “I never said I’d move in with you, and now you’re unpacking for me?”

“Lee.” He dragged her into his arms. “I want you here, no matter the length of time.” He lifted her and laid her on his bed. Stealthily, he moved in to lie over top.

“I know you do. Oh, do you feel that? The ship’s moving.” Cranking her head to the side, she peered out the windows where the lights of the resort flickered.

“We’re sailing to the far side of the island. There’s a quiet cove, and it’ll be the safest place for you.”

“I hadn’t forgotten.” She slid her hand down his chest and played her fingers over the ridges of his abs under his shirt. “As long as we’re all safe, I can deal with it, for a short while.”

He lowered his forehead to hers. “Since you insist on going through re-identification, I need to be able to track you once you go under. I’m giving you fair warning now.”

“Ah, excuse me. That sounds highly illegal. The whole point of re-identification is so no one can find me.”

“Yes, but I’m not a threat to you, and only you and I will know what I’ve done.”

“And what will that be? Ex-act-ly?”

“By track, I mean I’ll place under your skin a very small tagged chip. It’s like a GPS system, but it’ll have a direct signal to me.”

“And…” Her gaze narrowed.

He rubbed his cheek against hers. “I’ll be able to check in with you, no matter where you are in the world. We can hardly have an exclusive relationship without there being some form of relationship.”

“Sooo, you’re asking me to go against the rules of re-identification?” She gave him a look that said she wasn’t going to agree.

“You’re very stubborn, but I happen to be twice as bad. Whether you agree or not, I’m going ahead with it.”

No one would take her from him. Not ever again.

He’d make certain of it.



Where Romance Meets Fantasy and Adventure…
Reading romance books captivated Joanne Wadsworth as a teenager, particularly when she tucked herself into bed at night and continued to dream those stories as she slept. She'd visualize the direction, taking the hero and heroine on an adventure unparalleled to what she'd read. Today she is devoted to writing romance, bringing her imagination to life within the lines of young adult, contemporary, and historical Highlander.
Born in New Zealand, Joanne works both as a writer and a financial controller, all while keeping up with her four energetic children and dreamy husband.
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Be sure to visit the other half of this blog swap. I'm in New Zealand with my characters. After our interview, we go rafting down a 21 ft waterfall.
Stop by and check us out. 


  1. I can't believe I'm here in England, or how cold it is. It's so weird experiencing winter at Christmas time. If you wait for me in New Zealand, Liza, I'll come rafting with you. I actually went rafting yesterday with my 11 and 9 year-old sons, but I'm totally up for it again. Let's hit those rapids. :)

  2. New Zealand has fabulous places to raft. I would love nothing more than to raft with you.

  3. England does have all the history. But the drafty castle is romantic. Did you see any ghosts Joanne? I hope that they didn't bother you or your characters at night!

    1. I think Gar has pretty good control over most of the ghosts. However, the two that do come at night are Mr. Finch and Lassier. Lassier is with me down in New Zealand. I did not bring Mr. Finch to protect New Zealand's wildlife. But who would complain if he climbed onto the bed?

    2. I didn't catch sight of any ghosts. They must have snuck away with Liza.

  4. Visiting New Zealand is in the top 5 of my list of places to visit. All the movies I love and the scenery is amazing are filmed there. Tweeted.

    1. It should be on the very top. I don't know of anywhere where you can experience so many different views, climates, and geological differences in such a small space. It's like God gathered up and crammed everything of interest in New Zealand.

    2. Come visit, Andrea. We'd love to have you Down Under, and there's so much to see here. Did you hear the next three movies in the Avatar movie franchise are being filmed in NZ? Can't wait. That'll be cool. More of a chance to see some of our stunning scenery.

  5. Great interview with your characters, Joanne. I really enjoyed it.

    1. Hey, Gemma. Thanks so much for dropping by. Love the support.


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