Saturday, May 31, 2014
Friday, May 30, 2014
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Today, I'm at Brynna Curry's blog discussing if the Mafia still exists in Iowa. As my research for Climbing Out of Hell, I had to verify that Iowa was steep in Mafiaso during the roaring 20 & 30's. One teflon Don held rein until the late 60's. Who took over after him, no one will say. But one article did say they have all gone legit and high society.
Stop by and read about their most notorious Teflon Don.
Stop by and read about their most notorious Teflon Don.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Monday, May 26, 2014
Today, I'm at EveryDayFanGirl talking about the amazing amount of research I had to do for my humorous Romance.
Saturday, May 24, 2014
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Today, I'm at Marva Dasef's blog talking about exactly how I enabled Leroy to shoot pigeons in the commons of my small town. It wasn't easy as you might think.
But it shows you how convoluted and twisted gun laws are in some states.
Stop buy, have a laugh, be astounded, and enter to win $50 and an ebook of your choice
Harmony's Echo, Texas is a small town being put on the map. It all started with Baby Stetson when Avery Callimer finally gets the answers she's longed for and finds the courage to chase her dreams.
Then, in The Melody In My Head, a woman on the run finds her place in this tiny map dot of a town. Lead guitarist Jameson finally has to face his past and has a chance at love....
Coming in July 2014, readers will learn about Blaine Grant, Jameson's sister. You met her in The Melody In My Head, where there's a glimpse of something going on between Blaine and Baby Stetson's keyboard player, Randy.
Now their story is almost here. And today, we're revealing the cover for The Key To My Heart. Are you ready?
Blaine Grant hightailed it out of Harmony's Echo a year out of high school to find herself. Finding a passion didn't come as easily to her as it did for others around her. Now, Blaine has come home for good with mistakes she'd like to forget, but the past doesn't want to forget her. Everyone thought she'd been selfish to not come back when she was needed the most, but Blaine never let anyone know the emotional hell she went through.
Another dream is just beginning to see the light...
Randy Hughes has always been the shy nice guy. He's the glue that holds his family together. He's the one who takes everyone in when they need it, and he's the one whose own dreams are ignored. Now that big things are happening for the Baby Stetson band, Randy has to decide how to handle his family when his dreams are on the line...
A friendship is changing.
One spur of the moment, impulsive move leads Randy and Blaine into a dire situation that may bring them together, or pull them apart, just when he's finally able to gather the courage to tell Blaine how he's felt about her all these years...
“Where do you want to belong?” Randy finally asked.
“What's with the philosophical responses?” Blaine shot back, totally caught off guard by what he'd asked. What got her the most was how she didn't know the answer.
Randy chuckled, thankfully he didn't seem offended. “I'm the oldest of a bunch of sisters, Blaine. I tend to ask a lot of those kinds of questions.”
“And they still go to you for advice?” She cracked a smile.
“Maybe I trap them. Kind of like how you're all the way up here with me, no way out, and now you have that question in your mind.” Randy replied. He reached across and brushed her hair away from her face.
“When did you become so evil?” Her voice came out hoarse. Blood rushed to her ears. All she could think about were his lips, so close. So sexy. So..Oh God, what was happening to her? Was she starting to fall for Randy Hughes?
“Apparently the same time you've not been fearless. We're seeing sides of the other we haven't before.”
Wasn't that the truth?
“We're totally missing the view.” But she never took her eyes off Randy's face.
“We could always ride again.”
Yeah. They could. And right now, she could lean over and...
Holy hell. Randy beat her to it. His lips crashed over hers. Blaine's sigh caught in her throat as she closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around Randy's neck and kissed him back.
Hard, fiery kisses. Fingers tangled in hair. At one point, Randy caressed her cheek. He moved away from her lips, and planted soft kisses along her jaw and her neck. She uttered another moan, titled her head back until she needed his lips back on hers.
Need exploded in her. Raw, heated passion. She couldn't think. Only feel. Randy wrapped his arm around her and pulled her even closer, if that was possible. The Ferris wheel jerked again, and Blaine felt them descending. They pulled apart, breathing heavily.
“Ferris wheel kiss. Total small town appeal.” She had nothing else to say, so of course, Blaine cracked a blunt, stupid comment.
“I know, I know. A little cliché.” Randy's lips were moist as he pulled away. His arm still around her, he touched her cheek gently with his thumb.
“Sometimes, cliché is underrated.”
Revisit the characters you've come to know in small town Harmony's Echo, as more changes settle upon them.
Author Bio: Nikki Lynn Barrett lives in Arizona with her husband and son. She's an avid reader, a dreamer, and loves everything about books. She runs a book blog, an online used bookstore, and writes various genres of romance. Nikki can also be found outside with her camera when a storm is near, snapping photo after photo. Her dreams of becoming a writer started when she was young, when she started writing books in one subject notebooks by the fifth grade.
Other Books by Nikki Lynn Barrett
The “Love and Music in Texas” Books
The Melody In My Head.
The “Secret Santa” books
The Secret Santa Wishing Well
On the 12th Date of Christmas
The Masterpiece Trilogy
A Masterpiece Of Our Love
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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Today, Trent(call him Trevor), Sam and Dani are being interviewed by Jennifer Lowery. She does deep and personal interviews, which had me worried. These three can't tell the truth around each other. If Trent admits who he is, Sam might shoot him.
So I've sent Jennifer 3 soundproof booths so everyone can live.
So I've sent Jennifer 3 soundproof booths so everyone can live.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Today, I've the lovely Cathi Shaw on with her brandy new cover for Five Corners, The Marked Ones.
Five Corners: Book 1
The Marked Ones
Growing up in a sleepy village untouched by distant wars and political conflicts, it was easy for Thia, Mina and Kiara to forget such horrors existed in the Five Corners. That is until the dead child is found; a child that bears the same strange birthmark that all three sisters possess. A Mark their mother had always told them was unique to the girls. Kiara's suspicions grow as their Inn is soon overrun with outsiders from all walks of life.
Strangers, soldiers and Elders who all seem to know more about what is happening than the girls do. After Mina barely survives an attack in the forest, the sisters are faced with a shattering secret their mother has kept from them for years. As danger closes in around them, the sisters are forced from their home and must put their trust in the hands of strangers. With more questions than answers, Kiara finds herself separated from everyone she loves and reliant on an Outlander who has spent too much time in army. She doesn't trust Caedmon but she needs him if she has any hope of being reunited with her sisters and learning what the Mark might mean.
Kiara felt her face heat with anger. "You judge me too quickly, Outlander," she said coldly.
Kiara felt Thia's fingers grasping her arm. "Kiara, stop, this is not helpful."
Caedmon nodded. "Listen to your little sister, girl. She at least speaks sense."
Kiara shook Thia off. "What do you know of it?" she demanded as she took three steps closer until she was within arm's length of Caedmon. She forced herself to ignore the fact that her head barely reached his shoulders. Showing Caedmon how his physical size affected her would not help matters.
"Hey, I was thinking of going into the Village to see what we could find. How about it?" Teague broke in with a grin and a nod toward the street. "C'mon Caedmon, you know a pint of ale and a pretty new face might lighten your mood."
Caedmon ignored his brother and took a step closer to Kiara, erasing the little space that had remained between them. Kiara fought the sudden urge to step away again. Instead she smiled dismissively.
"Yes, why don't you listen to your brother, Caedmon, and go find a sweet Village lass to dally with. Stars knows, our serving maids have had their fill of you."
Caedmon's dark eyes were devoid of emotion. "How many men have you killed, Kiara?" he asked, his deep voice taking on a menacing tone as it radiated through her.
She tossed her head. "I've had plenty of kills."
He shook his head. "Animals, perhaps." He leaned closer using his size and physical proximity in an attempt to intimidate her.
Realizing what he was doing, Kiara forced her lips to tilt up in a shadow of a smile. Then she leaned even closer and whispered, "Same thing."
His eyes hardened. "That statement shows how naïve and unprepared you are." He turned away in disgust and said to Teague, "They really thought she would help? Are we to babysit?"
Teague's teasing manner disappeared swiftly. "Caedmon, you know why we're here."
"Why are you here?" Thia asked suddenly. "I, for one, would like an answer to that question."
Her sister had a point. What was the reason for their sudden appearance at the Inn?
Cathi Shaw lives in Summerland, BC with her husband and three children. She is often found wandering around her home, muttering in a seemingly incoherent manner, particularly when her characters have embarked on new adventure. In addition to writing fiction, she teaches rhetoric and professional writing in the Department of Communications at Okanagan College and is the co-author of the textbook Writing Today.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
[Insert Clever Quip Here]: Liza O'Connor's Climbing out of Hell's Blog Tour: Here's a missing scene from Climbing Out of Hell, Book 4 of A Long Road to Love. Since this story is about Trent and his climb ...
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Today, we interview the book Hearts in Harmony by Gemma Brocato.
Peep Rep: This book sounds pleasant and calm.
Liza: I hope so. So where's the book?
Peep Rep: I'm not sure. I arranged for it to be delivered by a cloud.
Liza: A cloud? Well, I see the problem. The molecules of a cloud cannot carry a book.
Peep Rep: The white fluffy cloud explained that to me, but it promised to find a cousin who could carry a book. In fact, it said its cousin could carry an 18 wheeler.
Liza: I've a very bad feeling about this...
Peep Rep: Here it comes now.
Liza: Peep Rep, what have you done?
Peep Rep: I had it wrapped in plastic, don't panic yet.
Book: MMMM mmMMMmm MMMM
Peep Rep: Be still and let me remove the plastic. There you go.
Book: Holy Book Cover, what just happened?
Liza: Sorry, Peep Rep had you delivered by an F2 tornado.
Peep Rep: At least it wasn't an F5. And I had you wrapped in plastic so your pages wouldn't be ripped out the by spine, or doused in water.
Book: Water! Thank you for protecting me.
Wow, this place is a mess. Did the tornado do this?
Peep Rep: No. Liza has lost control of her life.
Liza: Heart doesn't need to know that. May I call you Heart?
Heart: Sure. A primate wanting to rename me doesn't even rank in the day's events.
Peep Rep: Just so you know, Liza doesn't like being called a primate. She's ashamed of her biological cousins.
Liza: Stop telling books that. Heart, have you ever called the humans in your book a primate?
Liza: Good. Let's talk about your book then. Give me a poetic one-liner to draw me in.
Heart: Hmmmmm. Got it!
Sometimes life’s most simple melodies become songs of love.
Liza: Intriguing. Tell me more.
Heart: Pippa Sanders’ life is filled with songs of leaving, longing and loneliness.
Peep Rep: That's probably why a tornado arrived to bring her here.
Liza: Nice try, but you get the blame for that. Please continue Heart:
Heart: Since the death of her husband, her children have been her world. She’ll do anything to protect them, including encasing her heart in ice until they’re college age. She’s made a practice of shying away from any relationship that could break her heart when it ends. And it’s worked so far.
Liza: Well, since all relationships have the potential to break your heart, I'm guessing she's all alone and you are about to introduce her to some guy she can't ignore, just like that tornado.
Liza: Well, let's hear about him.
Heart: Clay Mathers has made a temporary move to Granite Pointe, Massachusetts to help with his mother’s Christmas tree farm while she recovers from a stroke.
Liza: Sounds like a nice guy. Continue.
Heart: Although his long-range plans don’t include staying in the small town, a little female companionship during his short residency would be welcome.
Liza: Yeah, men don't do celibacy well.
Heart: While on duty as sentry against protestors at a military funeral, he finds Pippa visiting her husband’s grave, and begins a campaign to make her into a friend–with benefits.
Liza: From a woman who fears relationships. Interesting. So what happens?
Heart: What starts as a simple affair evolves to something more, something that changes the soundtracks of both their lives…the beating of two hearts in harmony.
Peep Rep: Oh, I know how I'm going to send you back!
Heart: I'm afraid to ask.
Liza: Me too, so let's not. Instead, open your covers and let me peek inside.
Heart: I suppose I could...
Pippa opened her mouth to retort, when the irony of his words hit her. Yes, he did have a right to speak his mind. It was a privilege her husband had fought and died for. She just wished he wasn’t so crude about it.
Clay eyed her and crossed muscular arms over his chest, daring her to respond, waiting for a chance to chastise her again for her stupidity.
She swallowed the words she’d intended to use to put him in his place. “You’re right. Thank you for helping me.”
Shock and confusion rippled across his strong face, and laughter tickled the back of her throat. She’d managed to shut him up. The same way she might have with one of her kids when they needed to listen to reason. It was a little fun to take the wind out of his sails this way.
She’d done it all her life with her brothers and had seen the same look of consternation floating on their faces.
But she’d never wanted her brothers to keep arguing with her. If this green-eyed hunk wanted to go another round with her, she’d relish it—welcome it. There was something about him…
Liza: Sounds great. Anything else we should know about you?
Heart: Yes. I'm known to use strong language and allow my characters to have hot sex whenever they want.
Heart: Excellent. May I go home now?
Liza: No, you'll be staying 3 days while Peep Rep finds a better way to send you home.
Heart: What will we do until then?
Liza: Tell me some weird random bit about your author, Gemma Brocato.
Heart: Gemma's favorite desk accessories for many years were a circular wooden token, better known as a 'round tuit,' and a slip of paper from a fortune cookie proclaiming her a lover of words; some day she'd write a book.
Liza: To become a writer because of a fortune cookie sounds odd. Surely, there was some other trigger...
Heart: All it took was a transfer to the United Kingdom, the lovely English springtime, and a huge dose of homesickness to write her first novel.
Liza: Now that I understand. I wrote 3 novels while working in Netherlands.
Heart: Once it was completed and sent off with a kiss, even the rejections addressed to 'Dear Author' were gratifying.
Liza: Okay, that's just demented. I have never liked rejections and I never will. Tell me more about Gemma.
Heart: After returning to America, she spent a number of years as a copywriter, dedicating her skills to making insurance and the agents who sell it sound sexy. Eventually, her full-time job as a writer interfered with her desire to be a writer full-time and she left the world of financial products behind to pursue an avocation as a romance author.
Liza: And how did that go?
Heart: Her gamble paid off when she was a 2012 Finalist in the prestigious Golden Pen contest for Romantic Suspense and she received contracts for her first and second book, plus a third book in the Five Senses series coming out August 18th, 2014.
Liza: Way to go Gemma!
Peep Rep: Gemma sounds most interesting. Do you have places where I can legally stalk her?
Liza: Aren't you supposed to be working on Heart's return?
Peep Rep: I've hired a composer to write their story in song and send it back by radio waves.
Liza: Clever, Peep Rep, very clever. Here are the stalking links for Gemma:
Monday, May 12, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
In case you missed these they are some of my favorite posts:
Nancy Goodman insisted I give Trent a redemption, but it doesn't mean she wasn't upset with his bad behavior in book 3, so she takes him to task in her interview with him.
Since the priest helps Trent off the sidewalk and leads him to St. Patrick's Cathedral in NYC, I did a lot of research on the place. In Kayelle's blog I tell of the long span of time it took to build, so long that it needed repairs before it was actually completed, and the incredible costs the church incurs to get this beautiful building function and pristine. Then in Alana Loren's blog I give Trent's thoughts about it all.
Stop by and check them out, enter to win $50 and don't forget to ask for a free ebook in the comments with your email address.
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Friday, May 9, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Hard To Handle/Romantic Suspense
His greatest fear…turned into her greatest adventure.
Amelia Sawyer is looking for adventure outside her ordinary life. She hires bush pilot Brody Kern to fly her into the South American jungle, expecting a dashing, debonair version of Indiana Jones, but Amelia butts heads with the brooding, gruff man.
Brody Kern, former Air Force fighter pilot, doesn’t need another Sawyer determined to find the elusive Paraíso. People had been hurt or killed trying to find the mysterious place, including Amelia’s aunt, but Brody’s business partner has cleaned out their account and taken off with the money. Now Jeremy’s bookie is breathing down Brody’s neck, threatening to break his kneecaps, or worse, if he doesn’t pay his friend’s gambling debts.
As Brody and Amelia hunt down the treasure with every criminal in the area wanting a piece, will it be the adventure of a lifetime—or will it result in heartbreaking betrayal?
Content Warning: Sexual content
Previously published as ‘The Treasure’ by Crimson Romance, 2013
Copyright 2014, Jennifer Lowery
The door to the hangar flew open. Brody popped his head out. “We have to go. Right now. Move it.”
Not the words she wanted to hear, but his tone and the red welt on his cheek got her moving. Clutching her bags like a shield, she hurried toward the hangar, tripping only once in her rush to see what happened.
“What happened?” She stared at the crumpled body of Mr. Newton and another man she didn’t recognize on the floor.
Brody, who worked fast to throw a side panel on the plane, barked, “Get in the plane.”
“That plane?” Getting in the red and white piece of tin didn’t sound like a good idea. The plane looked even less reliable than his Land Rover. And wasn’t that an engine part lying on the floor beside his toolbox?
“She’ll run fine.” Brody ran around to the other side of the plane, obviously to finish his hasty repair and put his plane back together. “Now, get the hell in.”
Mr. Newton groaned.
“I’m not sure about this,” she said. “What did you do to them?”
“Nothing they didn’t invite.”
In other words, he wasn’t going to tell her.
“If you don’t get in this plane right now, then our friends there are going to wake up and they aren’t going to be happy. They want the map, Miss Sawyer, and I have no intention of giving it to them. Do you?”
Amelia shook her head, looking at the two men who were beginning to stir. “Okay, okay.” She hurried toward the plane. “You’re giving me answers to your change of heart as soon as we get out of here, Brody Kern.”
He opened the door for her, took her bags and tossed them in the back, then lifted her in the front seat before he slammed the door closed. Once he was in the seat next to her, he brought the plane to life. It choked and sputtered before gaining power.
Reaching over her shoulder, she put on a seatbelt as Brody maneuvered the plane out of the hangar and onto the runway, which was nothing more than a cleared path through the jungle. The plane bounced and shook as they gained speed. Nothing like the jet she flew in on. Nothing at all.
She’d loved the plane ride over. Loved flying the second she set foot on the jet. Maybe because it was the official start of her adventure, but either way, it was more fun than this. Safer, for sure. Brody’s plane sounded like a tank rattling down the road and it rode like one too. And she thought his Land Rover was bad. This felt like riding in a tin can with seats. Very close quarters. Every time they hit a bump, her shoulder hit Brody’s.
“Are we going fast enough?” Amelia asked, worried they would hit the end of the runway before they gained enough speed. “Do you know how to fly this thing?”
Brody didn’t answer, just concentrated on his task. He seemed confident enough with his hands on the oddly shaped steering wheel and his eyes watching the many dials. She had one of the funny shaped wheels on her side too, but she didn’t touch it. It moved with Brody’s so she let him have it.
Nerves pounding, heart pumping, Amelia held on for dear life as they barreled down the runway. Frightened and excited, she watched the runway get shorter. Her life was in Brody’s hands and somehow that exhilarated her. Trees rushed past, her heart raced.
They were almost at the end of the path. Trees loomed ahead, tall and unyielding, creating a barrier. Amelia gripped the seat in anticipation.
They weren’t going to make it.
NY Times & USA Today bestselling author, Jennifer
Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to share her passion with her readers. She loves everything there is about romance. Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines. She believes that happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.
Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.
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