Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Guest Post by Heather Christie author of What the Valley Knows, plus Giveaway

Guest Post on Writing YA
by Heather Christie
Matt Haig, author of The Humans, says, “There is only one genre in fiction, the genre is called a book.” I wish this were true when trying to sell a multi-generational book to a big publishing house. The storied literary New York City gatekeepers want books that fit into a clear genre boxes. When my novel, What The Valley Knows, was on submission, the feedback came back again and again, saying the writing was polished and fast-paced, but the book blurred the line between YA and adult fiction, and therefore would be too hard to sell for a debut author.
My intention was not to write a Young Adult novel. Instead, my book fell into the genre by accident. Initially, it was narrated from six points of view: four adults and two teenagers. Through the revision process, the storytellers narrowed to two teenagers (seventeen-year-old Molly and her boyfriend Wade) and one of the kid’s mothers (Molly’s mom Ann), making it more YA than anything else.
The irony is that my teenage beta readers love the mother’s point of view and my adult readers enjoy the kids’ perspective. My hope is readers will embrace this book as a good story and not care too much about which category label it wears. Nevertheless, should you be setting out on a the journey of writing your first YA novel, you’d be wise to consider the following parameters:
1.                        Make your main characters/narrators young adults. Keep the pesky grownup opinions off the page (excuse the pun).
2.                      And then create an easily accessible narrator, using either a first person or a close third person voice.
3.                      Keep the pace fast with lots of action. Think high concept, i.e. a summary you can pitch in a succinct premise. For example: The Fault In Our Stars—A dying girl falls in love with hot boy. They go on a trip. Have sex. In cruel twist of fate, boy dies while the girl lives.
Good luck! Happy writing. Please check out What The Valley Knows and let me know what genre you think it belongs in !

What The Valley Knows
Heather Christie
Publication date: January 25th 2018
Genres: Romance, Young Adult

Millington Valley is a quintessential small Pennsylvania town: families go back generations. Football rules. Kids drink while adults look the other way. High school is a whirlwind of aspiration and rivalry, friendship and jealousy.
When smart and pretty Molly Hanover moves to town and attracts the attention of the football team’s hero, Wade Thornton—a nice guy with a bad drinking habit—longtime friendships are threatened and a popular cheerleader tries to turn the school against Molly.
The young couple’s future is shattered when Wade, drunk, wrecks his truck and Molly is thrown through the windshield. She wakes from a coma to find her beauty marred and her memory full of holes. As she struggles to heal, she becomes sure that something terrible happened before the accident. And there is somebody in the valley who doesn’t want her to remember.

Author Bio:
Heather Christie grew up in rural Pennsylvania and, at age seventeen, took off for New York City in hopes of becoming a movie star. Flash forward several decades, a couple degrees, a bunch of cats, two kids and one husband later, she's back in Pennsylvania writing her heart out and chasing dreams again. She loves to read, run, drink tea, and make Sunday dinner. Follow her blog at and say “hello” on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.

Friday, January 26, 2018

Guest Post by Heidi Catherine, author of The Soul Weaver plus Giveaway

 Heidi Catherine’s Top Ten Things Every Romance Novel Must Include

After winning Romance Writers of Australia’s Emerald Pro award, people started asking me for tips on how to write a good romance novel. So, I’ve come up with a list I’d like to share with you today. Here are my top ten things every romance novel must include…

10. Excellent writing
People often dismiss romance novels as ‘easy reads’. I’m certain they don’t realise how incredibly hard an easy read is to write. I challenge you to string together tens of thousands of words into a novel that flows, makes perfect sense, has a fresh and interesting plot and makes the reader care enough about the characters to read until the end. Achieving all of this takes excellent writing.

9.  A gripping opening scene
Your opening scene is your chance to hook your reader. So as tempting as it is to start your story at the beginning – don’t! Start with something that’s going to grab hold of your reader’s attention. If your heroine is destined to be kidnapped by a rich and handsome sheik while on holiday, don’t start with her getting on the plane. Start it when the sheik grabs her by the arm at the busy marketplace and drags her into his sheik mobile. If the getting on the plane bit is important, you can always feed it in later as backstory.

8.   A likeable heroine
It’s not always necessary for main characters to be likeable. We didn’t need to like Rachel in The Girl on the Train because we were reading her story, not living it. Romance readers are different. We don’t just read the heroine’s story, we step into her shoes and become her. We fall in love with the hero, swoon whenever he comes near and cry tears of joy when he asks ‘us’ to marry him. We can’t be the heroine if we don’t like her.

7.   A hero to fall in love with
Your heroine needs someone to fall in love with. This is tricky, as we all have different tastes. I once heard of someone who created an exceptionally hairy hero as that was the author’s personal taste. I think it’s safe to say that most women prefer their men a little less on the hirsute side, which means if you start talking about hairy backs you’re going to lose a big chunk of your audience. There’s a reason most heroes in romance novels are tall, muscle clad hunks with sparkling eyes and good hygiene – that’s what most women like.

6.    Secondary characters
These characters support the story of your hero and heroine and make it more realistic.  Unless your hero and heroine are marooned on a deserted island, you’re going to need to think about who else plays a part in their story. The trick is not to let them take over.

5.    A romance
Make sure your characters have earth-shattering, knee-quivering, amazing … chemistry. They need to fall in love in a way they never have before or ever will again. The romance will drive your novel forward so make it a good one. As for the heat level, that’s entirely up to you. Some readers like their romance sweet, others spicy. Write whatever you’re comfortable with or your cringing will show in your writing.

4.    A conflict
The challenge with romance writing is not so much how to bring your hero and heroine together, it’s how you’re going to keep them apart. Whether it’s a heated conflict, separation by distance or a misunderstanding, you must find a way to create trouble in paradise. This is what will make your story interesting and drive your reader crazy in all the best ways as they long for a resolution.

3.   A resolution
As fun as it is to mess with your characters by putting obstacles in their path, at some point you need to clear the way for happiness. Resolving your conflict and bringing your hero and heroine back together will be the high point of your novel.

2.   Keeping it real
It’s so important to have real characters in situations that feel real, no matter how outlandish they are. In the first romance novel I ever wrote, my hero would storm out of the room every time things didn’t go his way. This was an excellent way of keeping him apart from my heroine, but it became annoying, making it hard for the reader to fall in love with him and wasn’t at all realistic. Not surprisingly this manuscript is still sitting in a dark place on my computer waiting for me to re-write it with a far less stroppy hero who has a more realistic (although less convenient) way of delaying his happily ever after with my long-suffering heroine.

1.  Happily ever after
Sigh! This is the reader’s payoff for sticking with you through all those pages. You’ve gripped them with your story from the first scene, put them in the shoes of the heroine, given them a hero they’ve fallen madly in love with, teased them with hurdles to be leapt and finally cleared the path for a happily ever after, never to have stretch marks, grey hair, wrinkles, hairy backs or god forbid a break up. Your excellent writing has allowed your reader to escape into a perfect little world. Don’t finish your story too quickly. Let your reader wallow in the bliss a little before you finish.

Heidi Catherine can be found on Facebook, Twitter or on her website. Her debut novel, The Soulweaver, is available for order now. She also has a free prequel novelette called The Moonchild, which introduces you to two of the main characters from The Soulweaver in the lifetime they lived before the book takes place.

The Soulweaver
Heidi Catherine
Publication date: January 19th 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance

She’s loved and lost him a hundred times across a thousand years. She can’t bear to lose him again.
Lin’s dreams are haunted by faces of people she’s never met. Unable to shake the feeling she’s lived before, she’s drawn to Reinier—a stranger whose soul is heartbreakingly familiar from a time gone by.
Reinier helps Lin unravel the mystery of her past life as Hannah, a girl who sacrificed herself for her true love, Matthew. As Lin falls hopelessly in love with Reinier, her memories of her life as Hannah sharpen and she finds herself unable to let go of Matthew.
With her heart torn in two, Lin must decide whether she should stand by Reinier’s side or track down Matthew and fight for his love. What she doesn’t know is that her decision will ripple across our troubled planet, affecting far more lives than just her own.
Winner of Romance Writers of Australia’s Emerald Pro award, The Soulweaver is a story that will change the way you see the world.

Author Bio:
Heidi’s debut novel, The Soulweaver, won Romance Writers of Australia’s Emerald Pro award and will be released by Crooked Cat Books on 19 Jan 2018.
Not being able to decide if she prefers living in Melbourne or the Mornington Peninsula, Heidi shares her time between both places. She is similarly pulled in opposing directions by her two sons and two dogs, remaining thankful she only has one husband.


Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Blog Tour: Elements of Mischief by C.M. Stunich & Tate James


1.       Darkfever – Karen Marie Moning
2.     Tithe – Holly Black
3.     Queen Heir – Jaymin Eve and Leia Stone
4.     Dead Witch Walking – Kim Harrison
5.     The Vampire Diaries – LJ Smith
6.     Spider’s Bite – Jennifer Estep
7.      Some Girls Bite – Chloe Neill
8.    Magic Bites – Ilona Andrews
9.     Moon Called – Patricia Briggs

10.               First Grave on the Right – Darynda Jones

Elements of Mischief
C.M. Stunich & Tate James
(Hijinks Harem #1)
Publication date: October 4th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Four hunky, supernatural plumbers.
One reluctant, slightly drunk human.
A match made in heaven…or in the bathroom, rather.

My name is Arizona Smoke, and I’m the proud owner of a house haunted by my dead Gram, best friend to a cocktail dress loving werewolf, and apparent soul mate to four plumbers who also happen to be elemental dragons. Besides rippling pectorals, tattoos, and…uh, nice, long pipes, the guys also have control of the elements.
Supernatural law (whoever heard of such a thing anyway?) dictates that since I stumbled upon the guys in their alternate forms, I have to marry them. All four of them. Oh, and apparently one lousy (okay, awesome) night of sex means that I’m an elemental, too—and no amount of magical penicillin can cure this disease.
All I wanted was hot running water and toilets that flushed, but now I’m dealing with monsters lurking in the sewers, supernatural politics, and four penniless (but totally hot) plumbers living in my crumbling old Victorian.
I’m Ari Smoke, wine aficionado, ex-barista, and a girl who is completely out of her element.
Having four hot husbands is nice…but the death threats, not so much.

Author Bio:
Tate James was born and raised in the Land of the Long White Cloud (New Zealand) but now lives in Australia with her husband, baby and furbaby.
She is a lover of books, red wine, cats and coffee and is not a morning person. She is a bit too sarcastic and swears too much for polite society and definitely tells too many dirty jokes.
Author links:
Website / Facebook / Instagram
C.M. Stunich is a self-admitted bibliophile with a love for exotic teas and a whole host of characters who live full time inside the strange, swirling vortex of her thoughts. Some folks might call this crazy, but Caitlin Morgan doesn’t mind – especially considering she has to write biographies in the third person. Oh, and half the host of characters in her head are searing hot bad boys with dirty mouths and skillful hands (among other things). If being crazy means hanging out with them everyday, C.M. has decided to have herself committed.
She hates tapioca pudding, loves to binge on cheesy horror movies, and is a slave to many cats. When she’s not vacuuming fur off of her couch, C.M. can be found with her nose buried in a book or her eyes glued to a computer screen. She’s the author of over thirty novels – romance, new adult, fantasy, and young adult included. Please, come and join her inside her crazy. There’s a heck of a lot to do there.
Oh, and Caitlin loves to chat (incessantly), so feel free to e-mail her, send her a Facebook message, or put up smoke signals. She’s already looking forward to it.
Author links:
Website / Goodreads / Facebook / Twitter


Wednesday, December 27, 2017

New Adult Scavenger Hunt

Welcome to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was inspired as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online for 96 hours!

Go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are TWO contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the Green Team–but there is also a Blue Team for a chance to win a whole different set of books!

If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page.


Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my lucky book number. Collect the lucky book numbers of all the authors on Green Team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by , at noon Eastern Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.



Abigail Drake is the award-winning author of six adult novels, and three young adult novels under the name, Wende Dikec. She has spent her life traveling the world, and collecting stories wherever she visited. She majored in Japanese and International Economics in college and worked in import/export and as an ESL teacher before she committed herself full time to writing. She writes in several romance genres, and her books are quirky, light, and fun.

Abigail is a trekkie, a book hoarder, the master of the Nespresso machine, a red wine addict, and the mother of three boys (probably the main reason for her red wine addiction). A puppy named Capone is the most recent addition to her family, and she blogs about him as a way of maintaining what little sanity she has left.

For more information, please visit her site at
Or, you can find her on Facebook


Chapter One

As I waited alone on the corner, a gust of wind blew a lock of blond hair loose from my complicated updo and whipped it across my face. I pushed it out of my eyes in irritation. I’d wasted hours at the beauty shop today for nothing. My hair already looked a mess, and I was about to get soaking wet in a sparkling cocktail dress and heels.
Why did I never remember to bring an umbrella? I should have known better.
My phone buzzed with a text. Sorry, Bethany. Stuck in traffic.
“Liar,” I muttered under my breath, looking around at the nearly deserted streets as the first fat raindrop fell from the sky and hit me squarely on the nose. Gregory Harper had never been on time for anything. Ever. Why was I even surprised?
I ducked into a bookstore as the rain began to fall in earnest. After my eyes adjusted to the dim interior, I sent Greg a quick message telling him where to meet me.
Inside Caliban Books. Don’t text and drive.
I added an angry face emoji for emphasis and browsed through the shop. Although located only a few blocks from campus, I’d never been inside it before. Piles of books sat on every surface and filled the shelves in haphazard rows. A large, grey cat snoozed under a lamp near the cash register. Posters on the walls advertised upcoming book signings and local events. I opened one of the books on the pile next to me and realized I held a signed first edition copy. Carefully, I ran my finger down its spine.
“Hello, beautiful,” I murmured with a smile.
I heard shuffling coming from the rear of the shop. An older woman appeared with one set of glasses perched on her nose and another stuck on her curly grey head. She had on a faded t-shirt appliqued with cats, and a nametag that said “Winnie” in block letters.
“Oh. I didn’t hear the bell. Can I help you find something?” she asked.
“Yes. I’m about to leave on a trip. I’m going to Turkey.”
“How wonderful,” she said. “I did a year abroad when I was your age. In Spain. OlĂ©.
She held up her hands as if she carried castanets. I had a feeling she might even start dancing if I wasn’t careful. “Wow. Great. Do you have any books on Turkey, or maybe a travel guide for Istanbul?”
“Certainly. Istanbul was Constantinople, la-di-dah-di-dum.” Winnie sang the words to the old song, hips swaying, as she led me to the back of the store.
She hummed to herself as she pointed to a spot on the shelf, and sashayed back to the front. I studied the titles and pulled the books down one by one to have a closer look. There were about half a dozen in all. A few were standard guidebooks, but they appeared to be a little outdated. A walking tour of Istanbul piqued my interest right away. I leafed through the pages, about to put the other books back, when I noticed a small, odd-looking book, shoved off to the side.
The Secrets of the Harem.
I let out a happy sigh. Bound in soft leather with gold lettering, it boasted both historical accuracy and helpful illustrations, and had been written by someone known only as “The Mysterious Madame LaRue.” I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Exactly the kind of thing I’d been looking for. I opened the book and read the first page.
The secrets within the pages of this book are not for the faint of heart, nor for those weak of spirit. No, good reader, these secrets are only useful for those brave enough or wise enough to use them.

To enter, you need to know that my lucky book number is 13.
Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on GREEN TEAM and you’ll have the secret code to enter for the grand prize!


To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author, my very good friend, Lisa Manterfield!


Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Book Blitz: Nobody’s Baby But Mine by Gloria Silk plus Giveaway

Nobody’s Baby But Mine
Gloria Silk
Publication date: March 9th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

What would you do if you were desperately trying to have a baby and discover that your loving, loyal husband has fallen in love with a gorgeous redhead at work, and may have got her – the other woman – pregnant?
Would you have it in your heart to forgive him, or would you run to your patiently waiting sexy-as-hell ex-lover?
Rachel and Jamie
Guilty pleasure rippled through Rachel as she slowly relived the moments of yesterday’s lunch date with Brandon. A disturbing, mouth-watering vision of her ex-lover with only a deep chocolate brown bath towel precariously around his hips wafted into her mind. The coarse, dark hairs on his broad chest thick and manly… It was more tantalizing than the creamy wine and mushroom sauce Rachel was stirring at her stove. The simmering chicken morsels would be served on a bed of aromatic rice and vegetables, one of Jamie’s favourite meals. Her nipples became taut against her cotton top. The languid sensations swelled within her, making her lick her parched lips.
Phew, it was hot in the kitchen.
Their delicious Thai lunch had reawakened her fantasies of their younger escapades, even though on the most part Brandon had kept his word, dropping any mention of their history together.
Stop it. Leave those thoughts in the past where they belong.
Conjuring up Jamie’s image to replace the semi-clad Brandon, she hoped her husband’s mood had improved after their four whole days apart. He’d sounded like his usual self on the phone late last night, telling her of his flight details back from Aberdeen, with no reference to their argument. His work was obviously on the forefront of his mind.
Rachel’s pulse skipped erratically at the sound of Jamie’s key in the front door, then it opened and closed.
She nearly dropped the wooden spoon as he came into the kitchen. She recognized the expression on his face, seeing something alien, dangerous in his tired eyes, the set of his tight stubble-darkened jaw.
He strode towards her with purpose like a coiled spring kept in check within him. His determined expression heated her even more than her earlier musings. The bubbling aromas of the fragrant casserole were ignored. Her thudding heart sent her blood rushing to her ears as he ate up the final step between them and reached out to her.
Silently he wrapped his arms around her. His firm, warm mouth followed where he was staring, at her parted lips. He kissed her as if he’d returned from a decade-long war and their every moment apart had been agony. Groaning, he pulled her even closer to himself, as if needing to be this close, this intimate, this fast.
“Rachel…” He said gruffly, “I’m sorry…I missed you.”
She dropped the spoon on the granite counter. His tense bear hug brimmed with promises of unbridled passion. She nuzzled against his familiar warmth, his strength.
Deepening their kiss as if the world was on the verge of collapsing, he sighed as his mouth moved to her cheek, grazing the hollow of her throat and collar bone. He tugged at the hem of her too warm top, moving his lips away from her long enough to pull the cotton fabric over her head.
The static crackled between them, entwining them.
Again, his warm lips roved to the crevice between her breasts, anticipation melting the pit of her stomach like molten caramel. He was raising her skirt, caressing her hips, buttocks, her thighs, all the time kissing her throat, shoulders and exposed parts of her swelling breasts.
Breathing shallowly, her heavy lids fluttering open, she became half conscious of the darkness outside the windows. Panic rose as she realized Jamie intended to make love right here, right now: Imagining him picking her up on to the counter like they’d done years before.
Her breath caught. “Jamie…”
Flushed, he looked at her as if through a fog, his breathing rough.
She wriggled round in his hold so she could turn off the flames under the bubbling saucepans with shaky fingers.
“The bed.” He said as she turned back to him and nodded slightly.
Jamie’s smouldering expression sent shivers akin to fear through her already ready and hot body. She gasped as with one arm around her waist and the other under her knees, he effortlessly picked her up against his rising and falling chest. She felt tiny, feminine and safe.
Arms tightly around his neck, she welcomed his grating stubble of his hard jaw against her left cheek and temple. She inhaled his familiar male scent of car leather and subtle body cologne that still clung to him. His fast heartbeat sounded like an ancient drum as they escalated to their haven.
Rachel was exhilarated to feel his erection against her side as he gently let her feet touch the bedroom floor. A sliver of light from the hall illuminated Jamie’s strong body as he loosened and yanked his tie off. Shucking off his shoes, he unbuttoned and threw off his shirt, unbuckled his belt and shed his remaining clothes off in short, smooth, sharp movements. All the while his glazed eyes concentrated on Rachel’s face and contours. Her hungry eyes enjoyed the play of his muscles and his need for her as she unzipped her skirt and let it puddle by her feet.
Naked and fully aroused, he stopped her fingers from what he obviously wanted to do. He unhooked her bra and separated the straps off her shoulders down her arms. Then Jamie softly tugged at her panties. She loved the slight scraping sensations against her thighs and legs as he freed her of her last piece of clothing. He kneeled into her abdomen and she felt his lips and tongue kiss, suck and lave at the sensitive skin around her navel.
She groaned and was afraid she would fall.
Strong fingers moulded her hips down to her thighs and up towards her waist. Then standing he urgently but gently pulled her into him. His warm chest and arm muscles were hard, stimulating her bare flesh where they connected. His fervour made her want him even more.
His hot breath stimulated the sensitive folds of her ear, as he lowered his mouth and licked and sucked ever so tantalizingly at one of her most erogenous spots on the side of her neck. Goosebumps multiplied as his mouth continued downward to capture one breast, then the other, with his slow yet persistent tongue and fingers.
Her nipples hardened to attention, her breathing becoming shallower and faster. She forked her shaky fingers through his thick hair, manoeuvring his head to catch his mouth with hers, honey-like need swelling within her womb. Wet and ready for him.
Just as her knees weakened he picked her up and lay her on the bed against cool, silk-soft sheets.
Not breaking eye contact he dipped his head again to her breasts, further lavishing his tongue and lips around each areola and the curves of her breasts. Worshipping them. Until she wanted to scream with impatience and agonizing pleasure. Again, he trailed warm kisses towards her quivering tummy, circling her navel until she thought she’d die from the erotic tension escalating within her. And then his lips descended to her pubic bone.
Her breath catching in her throat she knew she was about to combust with unbearable pleasure. Her emotions and over-sensitized, fevered skin of every part of her body was on high alert.
He parted her legs with sure, caressing fingers and lowered his tongue to her inner thighs, and then to her moist centre. She held her breath. He licked her as if she were an exotic fruit he’d hungered for all his life. He watched her staring at him before the pleasure took over everything.
She lay back, melting against the now too hot sheets.
She took in a much needed breath and then let it out. She raised her head to look at Jamie and the intense desire in his smile brought a myriad of feelings, of letting go of her remaining self-control. Jamie was king of her body and soul, and she loved it.
As delicious pleasure within her obliterated any conscious thought she surrendered wholly to the unrivalled ecstasy. Thrumming with waves of unrelenting rapture, at the mercy of her husband’s hands and mouth, her deep moans escalated into heavy low panting cries. Again and again. Until she couldn’t bear to be the only one within the orbit of such bliss.
Drawing her shaky, almost elastic body up she pulled Jamie’s head so he slowly rose above her. Leaving a trail of hot kisses on her jellied belly, her ribcage, right breast and neck, he stared down as he was finally above her. Supported on his elbows he kissed her deeply and again lowered his mouth to one nipple then the other. He groaned apparently in the same volcanic pleasure world he’d taken her to.
“Jamie, I need you inside me. Now. Please.” Her pleas came out desperate and wanton.
As he braced himself over her she couldn’t bear the split-second separation. She kneaded his straining biceps and shoulders as he manoeuvred himself between her legs. She luxuriated in the feel of his hard torso, rising and falling against her. Welcoming him, she wrapped her quivering legs around his waist and lower back and anticipated another full-fledged climax they were about to share together.
His erratic breathing rough, at last he entered her, slow but hard and steady, bringing another gasp of delight from Rachel. She smiled and then laughed with joy from such completeness in being in Jamie’s arms, inhaling his distinct scent now mingled with their lust and need. Her hungry fingers explored his sinewy shoulders and his straining back muscles, tightening her legs around his taut buttocks. She wanted him so deep inside her that she’d forget where her body stopped and his began.
She matched his every urgent thrust. His pleasure-filled eyes looked into hers as if needing to confirm she was in the same heaven he was.
Once again letting herself go, moaning out his name, she climbed the tip of the most exhilarating orgasm she’d ever had. She rose to new found depths, riding wave after joyous wave of bliss. Until she felt tears rolling down her temples and hairline. Her heart palpitated so erratically she was sure she’d die from too much love.
“Yes, Jamie, yes. I love you so much.” She whimpered.
Jamie’s laboured breathing matched hers. They were so attuned to each other’s needs. He looked down at her again this time as if he was seeing her for the first time in years. He groaned and then arched his back as if in blessed release. His sure strokes now forced her head closer towards the headboard. Their sweat-sheened torsos and limbs as well as their interlaced fingers bound them together.
Loving her soul mate’s heavy, pulsating body in and over her, to Rachel breathing right now was overrated.
“I love you….too.” He said almost inaudibly into her ear as their rollercoaster ride eventually calmed to a slow, throbbing, lulling stop.
Minutes passed and rolling beside her Jamie pulled her tighter to himself, into the magical chasm of their love. Their vibrating bodies sated. For now.
They had always had passion between them but not this heightened, frantic desire. Rachel smiled, her eyes shut as she nuzzled herself deeper into her husband’s embrace.
Life outside this room didn’t exist. Rachel realized that neither Brandon or her obsession with wanting to get pregnant had been on her mind since Jamie had entered the house.
© Nobody’s Baby But Mine by Gloria Silk
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Author Bio:
Ever since Gloria Silk was little her passion was creating and sharing her romantic stories with others. She always loved reading contemporary and historical novels that grasped her imagination. Gloria now writes intense, sensuous love stories.
In addition to writing romance and women’s fiction, she enjoys writing intercultural romances and about family bonds. What can be more important in life than love and family?
Born in Russia, Gloria Silk has visited and lived in amazing, exotic places in the world. Loving Europe (especially the English, Italian and French countryside) and the Mediterranean, her other favorite country is Hawaii. She has yet to visit India and Australia, her dream destinations in the name of research, of course!
Being a writer gives her the privilege to explore, travel, and meet wonderful, new and exciting—and sometimes eccentric—people. Her background in English literature, writing, and psychology helps her create unique characters for her stories. Especially the charismatic heroes and feisty heroines who find themselves in sticky situations with each other, their families, and their cultures. There is nothing more satisfying than knowing readers love her warm heroines and the gorgeous enigmatic heroes, like she falls in love with them.
When she is not painting in various media or watching romantic movies, or cooking up a storm for her family and friends, she hangs out with her writing friends and other creatives.
Although she was brought up in England, she now lives – and writes – in the Toronto, Canada, with her own love of her life, soul-mate husband, her gorgeous and fun daughter and her smart, blonde Cockapoo, Princess Bella.
Please email Gloria Silk with any questions or comments at:


Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Book Blitz: It Must’ve Been the Mistletoe by L.P. Dover plus Giveaway

It Must’ve Been the Mistletoe
L.P. Dover
Publication date: December 18th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Finding your soul mate is a dream Adeline Hamilton thought was just that … a dream. After several failed relationships, she realizes she’s not capable of falling in love. The only passion she’s ever had is teaching U.S. History at the local high school.
A week before Christmas, Adeline is all set for her best friend’s wedding, even though she dreads having to go to it alone. But when she’s given a Christmas wish that could change her future forever, she’s whisked away to the past, to a completely different place and time. It’s also when she meets him, William Blair, the man who steals her heart.
As their relationship grows, Adeline realizes that true love does exist. What she doesn’t know is that her wish can’t last forever, that soon she’ll have to leave the past behind. Will Adeline and William find their way back to each other? Or will their love have to stay where it all began . . . in 1865? With mistletoe and Christmas magic, anything’s possible.

Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
She loves to write, but she also loves to play tennis, go on mountain hikes and white water rafting, and has a passion for singing. Her two youngest fans expect a concert each and every night before bedtime, usually Christmas carols.
Dover has written countless novels, including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, the Gloves Off series, the Armed & Dangerous series, the Royal Shifters series, the Society X series, the Circle of Justice series, and her standalone novel Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense, but if she got to choose a setting in which to live, it would be with her faeries in the Land of the Fae.
L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero Literary Agency.


Monday, December 18, 2017

Book Blitz: HeartBREAKER by Lila Felix plus Giveaway

Lila Felix
(AnguiSH, #2)
Published by: Clean Teen Publishing
Publication date: December 18th 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult

Breaker James is no longer the boy locked in a prison of his own making. He’s not afraid to leave his house, and he doesn’t need Ash twenty-four hours a day, just to function—just to breathe.
Hell, lately it feels like he might not need her much at all anymore.
He’s a heart breaker, pure and simple. Turns out love is easy when you’re secluded from the outside world. Maybe Ash is the one who is afraid now…afraid she’s done her job a little too well. Can she learn how to let Breaker love her, now that he doesn’t need her to be his crutch?
HeartBREAKER is the endearing companion story to Lila Felix’s best-selling AnguiSH novel. Fall in love with Breaker James all over again!
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In most instances, I was strong—I could handle anything. But something about Breaker James—well, broke me. I guess that’s the other tough thing about love—it exposes your weaknesses and shines a spotlight on them.
Apparently one of my weaknesses was feeling like Breaker didn’t need me anymore.
That his need for me in his life had come and gone.
Fizzled to nothing.
Breaker was breaking me again.
God, it felt beautiful to be broken.

Author Bio:
Lila Felix is full of antics and stories. She refused to go to Kindergarten after the teacher made her take a nap on the first day of school. She staged her first protest in middle school. She almost flunked out of her first semester at Pepperdine University because she was enthralled with their library and frequently was locked in. Now her husband and three children have to put up with her rebel nature in Louisiana where her days are filled with cypress trees, crawfish, and of course her books and writing. She writes about the ordinary people who fall extraordinarily in wild, true love.