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Spotlight and Interview: Legacy (Volume One) by Michelle Lowe

Legacy

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Indigo Peachtree has spent his life making toys for children.

The kindly old toymaker has carried a secret with him that he wants to keep hidden. Yet as with most secrets they tend to come up to the surface.

Tarquin Norwich has learned of a journal containing everything Indigo desperately wants to protect. When Indigo goes underground, Tarquin seeks help from a witch. The witch–Mother of Craft–tells him that to find Indigo, and his journal, he will need two outlaw brothers.

Tarquin sends his children, Archie and Clover, across the English Channel to snare Pierce Landcross, the first of the two outlaws, while Tarquin and his eldest son, Ivor, capture Pierce’s estranged brother, Joaquin. All in an effort to find the missing toymaker.

As Pierce is being pulled back to England, his desperate situation turns around when he’s saved by a crew of Apache privateers known as the Sea Warriors. And instead of fleeing with his seabound mates, Pierce decides to return to England to try to save his old friend, Indigo.

Going back means Pierce will encounter old dangers…as well as face a past he’d much rather leave behind.

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Spotlight and Interview: No Backward Glances by Kat Schuessler

No Backward Glances

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When Lorelai Todd has her heart shattered by her boyfriend, she vows to never trust a man again. Six months later, she’s called to the hospital where she works to help with an emergency. She speeds to get there and is pulled over by Jay, a handsome cop who will eventually threaten to break down the walls she’s built around her heart.
After giving the sexy woman a warning and sending her quickly on her way, Jay regrets not asking her out. Fate seems to intervene when he’s called to the hospital to identify a potential kidnap victim and finds the nurse in charge is Lorelai, the beauty he pulled over for speeding.
He wastes no time in asking her for a date and she accepts, but hesitantly.
They learn they have much in common – from music to movies. But the most incredible thing they share is an amazing chemistry. The sex is red hot, they can’t keep their hands off one another.
Jay is falling for Lorelai fast, but he’s worried if she’ll ever be able to let her guard down and trust him. While he’s wooing Lorelai, Jay is caught up in the investigation to find the kidnapper who shot the young victim who brought them together. Lorelai finds herself involved, in more ways than one.
Their relationship is complicated by a mystery, danger and ghosts from their past.
But one thing is clear, their hearts are involved.
Can they beat the odds and find a future together?
Because there’s one thing for certain –
In the game of love – there should be NO BACKWARD GLANCES.

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Spotlight and Interview: Donuts Diamonds & Assorted Details by Skye McNeil

Donuts & Diamonds

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Gwen Smidt dreams of leaving Iowa for sunny Florida.

But her dream is derailed by Devon Smith, a dashing criminal attorney. While investigating the murder of her friend, Gwen discovers the truth about why Devon was transplanted into her life.

Jeremy Schroeder is a hopeless romantic who never gives up on the possibility of Gwen. He is willing to do anything to convince her they are meant to be.

In a moment of sheer insanity, Gwen and Jeremy find themselves naked between the sheets. Their rendezvous now holds their friendship hostage, and while Jeremy wants more than friendship, Gwen is reluctant to give up on the notion of a perfect man.

Throughout the inevitable longing between Gwen and Jeremy, the reality Gwen believes in is a lie. Now, when reality comes crashing back down, Gwen must choose between choosing a man she loves and the man she wants to love…

**Content Warning: Contains adult situations. Intended for 18+**

EXCERPT

She felt his eyes scan her from head to toe more than once before he closed the distance between them and trapped her between the wall and his arms resting on either side of her shoulders. She couldn’t move if she wanted to; not with her heart pounding furiously to make her stay and kiss him until he stopped his shenanigans. “I’ve got all I want right here,” he whispered against her neck.
Gwen’s stomach flipped and her throat immediately dried. Those words sounded like honey on her tortured soul, but she couldn’t accept them. “You’re drunk,” she shot back, equally hushed. She moved to escape his clutch, but he pressed her against the wall with his body.
“Maybe a little, but maybe I’m just drunk enough to demand you stop teasing me,” he replied, moving her hair behind her shoulder and toying with the dress strap. He rolled it between his fingers and lowered his eyes to her dress. “You come to a party you’re not invited to wearing a dress that makes every male head turn.” He slipped her strap down and gently caressed her bare shoulder. Chills spread over her skin the more he touched her. “And then you want to leave right after I see you?” he finished, pushing the opposite dress strap off. “That’s not very fair,” he complained, leaning down and catching the tip of her ear between his teeth.
If it weren’t for the other partygoers, Gwen was certain Jeremy would take her in that very hallway. She saw the longing in his brown depths and knew hers mirrored the exact same. “You know we can’t,” she murmured against his lips.
Jeremy cradled her face in his hands and nuzzled her nose with his before tilting her head up. “Then why does it feel so right when we do?” he argued as he lightly nibbled on her lower lip. His reasoning made sense to her hazed thoughts. The way he coerced her lips with his only intensified her resolve to not let anything or anyone get between them.
Deciding one kiss wouldn’t hurt anything, Gwen met Jeremy’s lips with exuberance.
His reaction took her breath away when he eagerly slipped his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. He tasted like beer laced with vodka and a hint of peppermint, but to her, he still tasted like perfection. The beat of the rock song playing over the amplifier only deepened the pressure in Gwen’s body. Thankful for the crowd-reducing noise, Gwen pulled Jeremy closer yet, until he was skin to skin with her.

“Criminal law is my specialty,” he leaned in close, “so if you are ever in a bad position I’ll get you off.”

She didn’t give a damn if the freaking mailman slipped the mail right between her legs at the mail slot beneath her.

Years of waiting turned him into a man consumed with desire and suddenly, he didn’t care if the janitor walked in on them.

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Spotlight and Interview: Broken (Assumption Series) by Izzibella Beau

Broken

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Start the Assumption Series with book 1 – Broken

A girl’s senior year in high school should be a special time. Ayma’s expectations are not very high. She is the daughter of a control-freak mother and a father who has been absent for the past three years. She is ridiculed by the popular kids in school because of her unfortunate name and the way she dresses. Although she’s nearly eighteen, her mother controls every aspect of her life, including what she wears, who her friends are and even what foods she is allowed to eat. The only bright spot in her life is her friend Tabby. Until she meets Colton.

Colton is unexpected. He’s gorgeous, popular – the guy all the girls want and the one all of the other guys want to be like. When he begins to pay attention to Ayma, she doesn’t know what to think. Things like this just don’t happen to girls like her. One obstacle after another is thrown into their path, but they can’t deny what they feel for one another. Their new-found love will be threatened by secrets from their past, challenges in their present and a future they can only dream about. Ayma struggles to find an identity apart from her mother’s controlling nature while Colton faces the results of an arrest that took place the summer before his tenth grade year.

Can they find love and happiness? Or will they be destroyed by events beyond their control?

EXCERPT

The song was almost over and he set down his guitar. Colton stood up to walked over to his computer where the songs were playing from. He was a sight to behold once again. He must have gotten a shower earlier because his hair was still damp. He had on a loose pair of shorts and no shirt. His chiseled chest was glistening from water and sweat. He just looked so smooth and well defined.
I started lightly clapping and walked in, shutting the door behind me. He turned to the sound, looking startled from the sudden noise. The song Figured You Out by Nickelback started playing from his computer.
“I, um, had Brady drop me off.” He was walking over to me, but in a slow motion, almost to the beat of the song. Colton didn’t say anything to me, just kept walking towards me.
I took a step backwards until I was up against the door. He took my hands in his and put them against the door, like he was trapping me in. His mouth came down on mine like there was no tomorrow for him. Colton was acting like he was starved for physical attention. He let go of my hands, but still kept me pinned against the door. His lips never left mine except to move down to my neck and nibble. He pressed his body tight against mine. His hands started to roam everywhere on my body. I couldn’t help but to run my hands over his naked chest and back.
We still hadn’t stopped kissing and we both seemed to be running out of breath. Colton moved his mouth to take a deep breath and so did I, except it came out more like a moan of pleasure. He was breathing hard and starting to sweat more. I’m guessing he had no boxers on as I could clearly feel his excitement pressed into me. His hands were now under the front of my shirt and moving beneath my bra. We’d done this before, but not this passionately. I had my hands on the back of his shorts and slowly slid my hands inside the waistband. I was right, there were no boxers. I’d never done anything like this before, the whole touching without any clothing barrier in between. My hands kept moving until they were cupping his bare bottom. I gripped him more firmly and pulled him tighter against me. Colton groaned inside my mouth and pulled me away from the door. He spun me, while we still kissed, and started to walk me backwards towards his bed.
A sudden knock on the door stopped us half-way there. “Mom said she doesn’t need any grandbabies now, so whatever you’re doing you better finish because dinner will be ready in ten,” Ezzie yelled through the door.
We were both still breathing deeply, just trying to catch that single deep breath that would fill our lungs to the fullest. Colton placed his forehead against mine and smiled, just a little.
“Hey,” he finally got out.
“Oh, so now I get greeted,” I tried to say sarcastically, but failed.
“You can go to dinner. I’ll be there in a couple minutes or hours.” He moved a little away from me. I could tell by the front of his shorts he was still way too excited to go in front of his family now, I think we both were.
I had to start being a little bolder. We’d been together for a little over two months. I know some people wouldn’t think that as being long, but we were together every chance we got. And being the eighteen year old, constantly sexually excited girl he has turned me into, I was relentlessly frustrated on what I wanted. I needed to move things along sexually with us, but still afraid of the unknown.
I pulled on his hand so I was shuffling backwards towards his bed. He was coming along, but still not understanding what I was doing. Please don’t make me have to spell this out for you that would be so embarrassing. I hadn’t touched or seen his private part, yet here I was playing the fearless girlfriend.
I made it to where the back of my legs were up against the side of his bed and looked up at him. I stared into his eyes and he had a look of confusion as to where this was heading. My hand was trembling as I slowly let it go below the waistband of the front of his shorts.
As soon as I did this, he got the idea of what I was attempting to do. He let out a low moan and his mouth ravenously attacked mine once more. My hand automatically begun what I’d intended to do.
Colton found his release rather quickly. I was really surprised of how easy that was and how much more excited it made me. I felt like I could’ve exploded along with him.

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Spotlight and Interview: Blood & Lillies (Bloodlines Series) by Lyn Croft

Blood and Lilies

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First in the Bloodlines Series

Once cast from Heaven, Zillah has vowed to destroy God and overtake his kingdom. But a key is needed to open the gates between the two realms.
The Key to the gate walks the earth in the form of a woman…young, innocent and completely unaware of her importance in the battle between good and evil. Once her blood is shed, Zillah can open the portal to release her father…Lucifer himself.
Cara, a college sophomore, is quickly thrown into the world of the supernatural, as well as learning of her true ancestry. Vampires, werewolves and the Nephilim are now a part of her reality. As the beings struggle to protect her, she fights to keep her sanity as her mortal realm is crushed.
Secrets are revealed that could shatter Cara’s new found love, as well as lead to her ultimate death. A family is torn apart as the battle to save the key leads them down a road of betrayal and heartache. Loved ones are lost, lines are crossed, and nothing is as it seems. Lies and truths twist and turn, leaving us with only one question…
Could you sacrifice the one you love to save the world?

EXCERPT

The evening sky pulsed, hues of deep purples and blacks engraving blurry lines above the earth. The night echoed its cries, carried by angry breezes through the hills of the land. The cemetery, cascaded in carved tombstones that sprouted from the ground, laid empty and dormant, except for the busy, yet silent whispers of the dead.
The ground, wet and damp, gave way beneath Cara’s bare feet as she trudged through the mud pushing between her toes. Her eyes traveled towards the ground to study her soiled feet, finding her body was draped in a simple, yet elegant white dress which graced her pale legs just below her knees. The plunging neckline stopped just beneath the cleft of her breast as the thin silk straps hugged the tops of her shoulders, exposing her bare delicate skin.
She scanned around her, alone and frightened, like a young child strayed from its mother. It was so dark, and the crested moon, swarmed by rolling darkened clouds, offered no safe haven of light to guide her way. Slow and unsure, she stepped cautiously, waiting blindly for an edge that would send her spiraling down into a never-ending abyss, swallowing her whole. The shadows danced in front of her, playing tricks on her unfocused eyes as her feet took her step by step.
Where was she? How did she get here? She could hear faint whispers of the dead crying out to her from the spirit world. Their words made no sense as they all jumbled together like a soft but unmelodic hum in the air. Her ears strained to make out parts of the words, hoping to piece together some language so she could better understand why they’d brought her here.
Realization struck. The voices had guided her here. She turned around to where the whispers grew, louder and more needful. She followed them as they increased, vibrating through her head as if they were coming from inside her brain, instead of churning in the air around her. The darkness frightened her, yet she still continued, following the only guidance she had.
Cara.
She could hear it now. Through the vast echo of the whispers, she could make out her name. They called to her, begged her to come near. She obeyed.
Something hard struck her toes, shooting instant pain up through her legs, like lightning igniting through her to her very core. Her body flew forward as she reached out to stop her fall. She expected a large stone to split her head. Or perhaps the tip of a metal cross would impale her through her chest and end it all, without her knowing or seeing it in the darkness before her. But there was nothing as her body hit the soft ground beneath her.
Grass laced itself through her fingers as she looked up to the gravestone in front of her. The clouds that had hugged the moon so well broke, lighting the etched carvings before her so she could see. What she read on the engraving shook her to the core. Her eyes couldn’t process, couldn’t comprehend what she was seeing.
Cara L. Chadwick
Beloved Friend and Student
We will miss you always
Oct. 18, 1992 to Dec. 21, 2012
A cry escaped her lips as Cara pushed herself up from the ground as fast as she could, stumbling backwards. She wanted to turn away, run and never look back. There was no way in hell she was going to stay here to hang out with her own tomb. And the date…it was this Friday’s date…or had it already arrived and was now in the past? Cara realized she had no idea of what time it was, or the day, but she needed to escape and get out of this place as fast as her bare feet could carry her.

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Spotlight and Interview: Jake (The Baxters Book 4) by L. Ann Marie

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Jake’s been working with the Baxters since they were on SEAL Team 10. That’s more than ten years. He’s watched their kids grow up and his other team members and coworkers getting married.

He wants all of that too. He’s sick of picking up random women and one-night stands. He wants a family and he wants it yesterday.

 *Content Warning: includes graphic language and sex. Intended for mature audiences 18+

EXCERPT (HOT):

I never seduced a man, but I’ve read enough romance novels to know how to do it and I’m going to try. I know he wants me, Mitch says I need to let him know I’m ready. That’s the plan. Before the party he’ll know that I’m ready and we can go to the party relaxed. I’ve had enough sleepless nights. I don’t really know how to take care of myself so I can get through a night. How do you ask a question like that? I even tried to Google it. I’m not waiting anymore. I want relief like the books I read say it can be. Mitch handed me a book, but it’s about men, it doesn’t tell me a damn thing about me. I read the whole thing twice, but I don’t have any experience to apply it to.

The floor shakes and I know he’s on his bike and he’s home. I’m nervous and excited all at the same time. I meet him at the door and he kisses me like I’m leaving on a trip. I love it. When he stands we’re breathing heavy and smiling at each other. I pull him to the couch where I have our drinks ready, but he says he needs to have a clear head for a meeting later.

Damn! ‘The party is off?’ He pulls me to his lap and tells me no, but he needs to talk to some people there. That doesn’t sound so bad. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster with my emotions spiking and falling. I smile at him and go for broke. ‘I planned on seducing you before the party but find that all my plans are jumbled in my head.’

He looks serious. ‘I have no problem waiting until you are sure.’

‘I’m sure. I’m not willing to try satisfying myself another damn night. I don’t know how to get to where I can sleep.’

He holds my hands and lifts my chin so I look at him. ‘We can get you satisfied so you sleep for the night.’ He’s smiling.

Dammit! I pull my hands away and move onto the couch. ‘How do I get you to make love to me?’ I sign mad. He laughs, making me pissed.

He turns my face to him again. ‘Just ask.’ He lifts me up and carries me to my bedroom so fast now I’m nervous and excited again. When he puts me down he stands back and signs. ‘If you get scared or it doesn’t feel right you have to tell me. You need a way to let me know if I’m not looking at you or your hands can’t tell me.’ He’s watching me, but I didn’t think this through. I shrug and put my hands up because I have no idea. ‘You’ll want to tell me no, and then yes, you’ll feel things you’ve never experienced and want things you can’t express. You trust me enough for this, but I need to know when something doesn’t work.’

I nod and think. ‘Pinch?’

He laughs. ‘That will work, depending on whether you’re a hellcat or not.’ I don’t know what to say to that, so I just look at him. He bends and kisses me again. Everything leaves me until I feel his hands moving to my shorts. I match his movements and unzip his pants. I feel his vibration against my head and touch his face. He pulls back. ‘I moan because it feels good for your hands to be on my cock.’ I nod. Keeping my hand on his face, I slide my other hand over him and squeeze. He does it again, closing his eyes halfway. This is what the books call half-mast. I do it again and he pulls my hand away. “If you keep that up I’ll never make it in you.” I read and look at his eyes. He’s happy. I can’t help but smile. I have control over his body. I’m feeling pretty good until his hands move and my shirt is gone. That was damn quick. I’m excited and breathing heavy as his hands move up to my breasts. Holy shit, this is way better than my hands. I’m undressed and on the bed, and I can’t remember getting here. He makes my head dizzy with kisses and his hands on me.

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Jake

I’m not going to make it. She’s making sounds deep in her throat. She’s beautiful, just as I imagined, with curves in all the right places. I want to look at her, but I don’t think she’ll let me get away with that. She has no hesitation in me seeing her body and hasn’t taken her hands off me. I’m talking to her, but I have no idea if she understands. With her hands on me I’m close to losing it. I pull her hands away and she opens her eyes. “I’m going to get you ready for me, Sam I am. If you need me to stop pinch me.”

She nods, but her eyes are glazed and she’s panting. I kiss her lips and make my way down her beautiful fuckin’ curves. She’s going to love this. Taking her heavy tits in my hands, I squeeze and suck her nipple in. She cries out that low pitched sound and my dick jumps like it’s trained for it. Her hand holds my head to her, letting me know she likes this. I skate my hand lower and she lifts her hips. Fuckin’ nice. I can’t wait anymore. I kiss down to where my mouth needs to be. She’s got a small patch pointing me to her folds, sexy as hell. When my tongue swipes her clit she’s lifting her hips off the bed with that sound that’s driving me fuckin’ nuts. I spread her legs and taste her from the bottom up. I am so fucked. I know I won’t ever get enough.

With her hands on my head I miss my hair. I know she’d be pulling it. I moan and she presses my head down harder, making me smile. I slide my finger in her. She lifts her hips again and her noise is louder and longer. Fuck. I need to get her to keep still, but I’m not stopping to teach her now. She’s moving with my finger and tongue and I let her get there her way. Her body tightens up and I slide a second finger in, getting more sounds. She’s squeezing my head hard, making me work faster. I fuckin’ love it. Her body starts shaking and the noise is different. I lift my mouth off her and she cries out, pushing me back to her pussy. I like that she wants more and add a finger, stretching her open for me.

She lets out a wail, making me smile. I keep pumping my fingers in her, feeling her grabbing onto them. I slow my tongue down and move to taste her. Fuck! I’m ready to come with just her taste. When she calms I move up her so I can see her face. She looks like she’s surprised and dizzy all at the same time. I kiss her lips and pull away. “Next time I want to watch you come. It’s fuckin’ sexy as hell.”

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Spotlight and Interview: Savannah’s Journey (City Lights Series) by Kathleen Ann Gallagher

Savannah' Journey

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Savannah Mason, a career minded journalist, spends long hours at work, hoping to take the spot as anchor. She continues to fight for independence and refuses to allow her demanding father to take control of her life, despite his wish for her to take over his surgical practice. On her darkest day twelve years prior, she agreed to give her baby up for adoption. Now, on her daughter’s birthday, a chance encounter gives Savannah an opportunity to explore a corner of her heart she thought was lost forever. Rob Sinclair a renowned surgeon and NY Times best-selling author has a new release and needs a promo spot on the television show, The News Stop. When Savannah gets to conduct the interview, a door opens to her future. But can she walk through that door? The last thing she wants is a relationship, especially one with a divorced doctor who happens to have two small children. This man who seems all wrong for her slowly weaves his way into her heart. But before she is free to accept this love, she must face the unsettled issues in her life. Rob’s commitment to climbing the ladder of success and providing a good life for his children, keeps him on the road for days at a time. When he meets the assertive newswoman, desire and passion awaken his broken spirit. Savannah and Rob’s strong attraction is undeniable as they journey to a place where honesty and the power of forgiveness can guide them both home. Will it be enough to heal the scars of the past and allow them another chance at love?

EXCERPT

“I’m crazy about you, Savannah,” he murmured as a rapid string of kisses left her weak and wanting more. With a low moan, Rob ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, begging for entrance.
With a whimper of surrender, Savannah allowed him access, opening he mouth. Rob clasped her closer and deepened the kiss, his mouth eating at her as if he’d devour her. A sense of elation filled her spirit. This was what she’d been missing. Her whole body was on fire. An ache radiated from her inner this all the way to the tips of her nipples. She couldn’t be still. The moment he placed his hand on her breast, Savannah gave a soft moan. Unable to hold back, she ran her hand across his thigh, needing to touch him. Each hungry stoke of his fingers on her skin felt magical, and she was ready to give herself completely.
When they broke away for a moment, she softly whispered, “Come inside.”
He replied in a low, breathy tone, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I am.” A tremulous smile spoke for itself. Was this the right thing to do? Savannah questioned herself, but she knew her mind had lost the battle. Her heart had won.

Author Interview

~What are you currently working on? 

My latest story is a contemporary romance entitled, Love’s Encore. It is a story about a drama teacher and her ex classmate from a theater company. Sadie and Vince find their attraction is still strong, but the timing may not be right. If they follow their hearts, they might find their true passion.

I’m also excited about the re-release of the Moonlight and Jasmine Series. Night Magic is book 1 and A Summer’s Enchantment is book 2. It is a series set in The White Mountain Region of New Hampshire. They are stand-alone stories involving Wiccan Witches and the challenges they face finding and keeping love.

~What writing advice do you have for aspiring authors?

If you’re serious about writing, you should try to write every day. I know we all have busy lives, but try to find a way to spare at least an hour a day on your craft. You would also benefit greatly from connecting with other writers. There are wonderful writing groups with regular meetings, and it is a great place to learn. Conferences are an excellent way to network and connect with others who share the same passion. If you have a chance, look into a conference in your area. Most of all, don’t give up. We all struggle with indecision and may even feel like giving up. Stick with it. You might try specific things to make your time writing more pleasant. You can try lighting your favorite candle, playing music that inspires you, or you might do better if you work in a bright and sunny space. It is your special time, so make it work for you.

~Are you an organized author or scattered?

I’d say I’m a little bit of each. I don’t stick to a rigid schedule. I am always thinking about my story and I organize it in my mind.

~Do you plot your story or write as it goes?

I plot it before I begin. I decide on the beginning and the ending. It’s the middle that holds the most challenge and it evolves as I go along. I get to know my characters by developing them, and their goals may change as I get to know them better.

~Do you have any strange writing habits?

If you call a coffee marathon a strange writing habit, I’m guilty.

~Do you have writers block and how do you work around it?

I do get writers block on occasion. If it happens in the middle of a story, I try to remember what my characters want and why they can’t get it. It also helps to read, watch a movie, and take a walk. If nothing helps, I indulge in a sinful dessert. If I stress over it, it only gets worse.

~Do you work on 1 story at a time or multiples?

I usually work on one story at a time. The exception would be if I have a deadline and my muse takes the driver’s seat.

~What is your favorite genre to read?

My favorite genres are contemporary romance and women’s fiction.

~What are your favorite hobbies?

I love movies, Broadway, and shopping in NYC. I’m fascinated with the Victorian Era and I enjoy antique shopping for items from that period. You might also find me with my two dogs walking on a beach in Venice, Florida or Cape May, NJ.

~If you had a warning label what would it say?

Beware if caffeine intake exceeds 3 cups!

~Favorite quote?

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. –Maya Angelou

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Spotlight and Interview: Trouble Looming by Natalie Alder

Trouble Looming

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Cole Becker helped his father raise his younger siblings after their mother died.
He helped his father take care of his aging parents until they passed away.
Now it’s time for Cole to have the life he deserves.
When he meets Sara, all of his dreams seem to finally be within reach…until things begin to fall apart. Their perfect romance soon becomes complicated, scary, even life-threatening. Will happiness ever be theirs? Will Cole and Sara get their ‘someday’ together? Continue Tapestry, the Becker’s family saga in Trouble Looming, sequel to Crewel Work.

EXCERPT

“I’m sorry, I like to cook but not baking. Desserts are not my thing. I do have some ice cream in the freezer if you want to satisfy your sweet tooth.”

Cole was leaning against the kitchen counter with one ankle crossed over the other and his arms folded across his chest. He was sex incarnate wearing a lightweight camel sweater that brought out the gold flecks in his brown eyes, dark blue jeans that fit perfectly and butter-soft leather driving shoes, no socks.

“I don’t have much of a sweet tooth. Not for desserts at least.”

With a hungry stare and sultry movement, Sara walked toward Cole from across the room. She dropped her eyes as she moved past him, then picked up his gaze again from over her shoulder as she walked toward the bedroom. The potency of her eroticism hung in the air. He unfolded his arms, uncrossed his ankles, pushed off the counter with his hip, and followed her into the bedroom. Her top lay on the floor at her feet, and she had shimmied out of her capri pants. He sat in the chair in the corner of her room to watch her finish undressing. Sara looked at him sitting relaxed in her reading chair with one ankle crossed over his other knee, his eyes heavily hooded and wearing a grin.

“Aren’t you going to play also?” she asked.

“Keep going. I’ll join you in a minute.”

A sexy smile crept across her face. She reached back, unhooked her bra and let it fall. Leaning forward she hooked her thumbs in the strings of her bikini underwear and pushed them down to step out of them. She pulled the sheets on her bed back.

“Wait,” Cole said and let his eyes move over her body completely. He stood and took the few steps across her room to her. He hadn’t imagined that she’d be as gorgeous as she was and her body took his breath away. With one finger he lifted her chin to look into her eyes.

“You are absolutely the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.” He reached around with his hand on her lower back and pulled her to him. With his other hand he cupped the back of her head to bring her mouth to his. They kissed, tasting each other and exploring.

Author Interview

~What are you currently working on?

Fringe Benefits, book 4

~Are you an organized author or scattered?

Organized

~Do you plot out your story or write as it goes?

Write as it goes around a situation

~Do you have any strange writing habits?

Need to have a fan on me

~Do you have writers block and how do you work around it?

Occasionally, come back later or drink

~Do you work on 1 story at a time or multiples?

Multiples

~What is your favorite genre to read?

Romance, suspense

~What is the most wacky/crazy weird thing you received from a fan?

Received a fan never claiming the ebook they won

~What are your favorite hobbies?

Reading, sewing, knitting, puzzles (i sound like an old woman)

~If you had a warning label what would it say?

Says what she hears (hearing often obscured)

~Favorite quote?

Write drunk; edit sober. Hemingway

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Spotlight and Interview: Angelea’s Dreams of Yesterday by Linda L. Picl

Angelea's Dreams of Yesterday

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Nothing short of a miracle will convince Angelea she’s the person everyone claims she is. She thought she was just waking up from a nightmare, but her nightmare is just beginning. Her doctor tells her she’s someone named Angel Bennett, someone she’s never heard of and the bruises on her body tell her something horrendous has happened to her, but what? That’s something no one can figure out.
Nate Matthews knows who Angelea really is. She’s his lover and he’d hoped his future wife. But when she awakens in the hospital after a routine surgery and she claims she’s married to a man named Alexander from a time long ago, he knows they will both be up against something no one has ever had to face before. Maybe something evil. How will he convince the love of his life she is not married to a pirate?

EXCERPT

“I’m not sleeping in there, it looks like a valentine card threw up all over that room.” She threw him a slight grin and turned to drop the pillow and blankets she clutched on the couch.
Nate exploded with laughter, “Thank you I’ve been telling you that for years, maybe now we can change it?”
“You can if you want, I’m not stepping foot in that room, and it’s all yours.”
Forgetting the situation for a split second he told her, “Babe you don’t like to sleep out here, it’s drafty and noisy. You always complain about it.”
Then it hit him. The reason she refused the bedroom was not the décor…it was him.
Her next statement confirmed his fears, “No the couch will be fine thanks.” He felt the air rush out of his lungs and his heart crush in his chest. The night she was in the hospital was the longest night of his life, he missed her so much. Now she wasn’t sick and gone, she didn’t want to sleep with him and refused of her own free will.
“You don’t mean that? Really?” He never had to before but now he was pleading with her. Raw pain filled his eyes. This couldn’t be happening. They’d worked so hard to get their relationship to this point and now it somehow evaporated right before his eyes.
“Yes, I’m sorry I do.” He could tell she tried to sooth things over and understand his feelings when she replied.
“Listen Nate, I know, I know we’ve been together forever but in truth I just met you. I’m not kidding when I say that. I can’t jump in bed with you. I am sorry. But the couch will be fine for now unless you want to take it.” He was beyond furious and had an angry fiery look in his eyes that made her cautious of what she said next. What he didn’t want her know was the truth…he was heartbroken.
He dropped the bag of food on the kitchen table, “Fine, here’s lunch, enjoy.” He turned, grabbed his keys and with out a look back in her direction slammed the door on his way out of the apartment. He literally shook everything in the place to its foundation, including her.
He wondered what he was going to do now as he headed to his car. Everything they’d worked for and built was suddenly gone. Their life together obliterated in one day.

Author Interview

~What are you currently working on?

Right now I am working on a paranormal book, sort of continuing on from my previous book Angelea’s Dreams of Yesterday. It is tentatively called The Ghost On 73 Butterfly Lane. It still has Angel and Nate from the last book but this time she is helping out her cousin Missy who has a resident ghost in her soon to become bed and breakfast. I’m about one half way through it. Due to a rash of family problems I have to keep stepping away from it but I’m hoping to have it completed by spring.

~What writing advice do you have?

Never give up. Keep at it, no matter what.

~Are you an organized author or scattered?

Usually I’m very organized but lately things have become scattered. I have to straighten up my act…lol.

~Do you plot out your story or write as it goes?

A little of both. I usually have a general idea where I’m going, but find myself going off in different directions. Then I have to sit down and plan it out better.

~Do you have strange writing habits?

Not really, about the only thing is I don’t write at the computer, it’s all on paper first then transferred as I go.

~Do you have writers block and how do you work around it?

Constantly, that’s why I said in a previous question, keep at it. Sometimes all you can write is your name, but I find if I force myself to just write a few words on paper things start to come to me.

~Do you work on one story at a time?

Yes, I’m not like so many of those prolific writers out there, I need to stick to one subject at a time.

~What’s your favorite genre to read.

Definitely romance.

~What’s the most wacky thing you’ve received from a fan?

Nothing yet…still waiting.

~What are your favorite hobbies?

I love to go antiquing, my new obsession is Ball mason jars and I have recently taken up adult coloring. It is very relaxing.

~If you had a warning label what would it say?

Cautious, slippery when wet. LOL

~Favorite quote?

Perseverance, secret of all success, by Victor Hugo, I love it.

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Spotlight and Interview: Unforgettable Hearts (Soul’s Desire 2) by Emily A. Lawrence

Unforgettable Hearts

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Ellie Benton lost all contact with her childhood friend, Tyler Stuart, when she moved with her family to New York. For seven years she mourned the loss of the copper-haired boy whom she’d secretly admired her entire life. Saddened by the thought that he’d forgotten her, Ellie carried on with her life, but nothing could fill the void he’d left in her heart.
When an unexpected trip reunited them, Ellie found herself unable to control the feelings she’d fought so hard to keep at bay.
Tyler’s initial coldness made her question if he’d ever cared about her, but soon she uncovered secrets that turned her soul inside out and brought her more joy than she’d ever experienced. Tyler proved to be the man of her dreams, exactly how she’d always imagined him.
But, as they embarked on a passionate relationship—just when she thought she’d finally found her happiness—demons from their past and present threatened to separate them.

✰✯✰ EXCERPT ✰✯✰

I saw Tyler’s fingers tighten around the glass, squeezing it so hard I feared it might shatter in his hand. It only took seconds. First there was a crack, then his eyes became slits, and before I could react, the crystal glass broke, slicing his palm open.
“Tyler!” Caitlyn jumped, a look of horror on her face.
“Dammit!” Tyler growled and grabbed a towel, pressing it against his bleeding wound. I felt my stomach lurch and my heart beat a hundred miles per hour.
“Son, what did you do? Let me see that!” Alfred was by his side, but Tyler got up from his seat and stomped out of the dining room, causing several heads to turn.
“I’ll go,” I said and rushed after him. “Tyler, wait up! Tyler!” I managed to catch up with him when he stopped to open his door.
“Go back, Ellie. I’m fine,” he said through gritted teeth.
“No, you’re not. You’re bleeding!” I followed him into the bathroom and watched him turn on the cold water, getting his blood all over the faucet.
He put his hand under the clear water and grunted when it poured over his wound. He rinsed off as fast as he could, but it didn’t stop the bleeding.
“You might need some stitches—”
“No, it’s not that deep.”
I opened the medical cabinet on the wall. “At least let me put some alcohol on it. You don’t want it to get infected, do you?” After opening the bottle, I grabbed his wrist to hold him in place and poured a bit on the gash.
Tyler growled, then mumbled all kinds of vile things, half of which I couldn’t understand. He thrust his hand under the stream of water again and waited until it ran clean from his wound. The pain seemed to be subsiding since his body relaxed. He examined the wound closely. “It’s not as severe as I thought it was. It still burns, though.”
“Sit down and let me bandage you,” I said, taking what I needed from the cabinet.
He sat down on the edge of the tub, but stuck his hand behind his back when he saw me grab the bottle. “Oh, no. No more alcohol.”
“Don’t be such a baby. Come on. The faster I finish this, the sooner I’ll leave you alone.” Saying those words hurt, but it was the painful truth. Whatever pain he was feeling, mine was multiplied by thousands of times at the thought that he didn’t want me around him.
His jaw clenched and said nothing in return. I had half expected him to tell me I was mistaken, but he didn’t. Giving me his hand, he let me clean and bandage it. The proximity was killing me slowly, and it took all I had to keep from wrapping myself around him and settling into his arms. I ached to hear that he’d missed me and have the harrowing weight lifted off of my heart, but his lips remained sealed and not one word came out as I attended him. Saddened, I reflected deeply on our past relationship and how much it had meant to me, feeling the poignancy of everything we’d shared in good times and bad. I wondered if perhaps this was the beginning of the saddest time of all, as the torment I felt in all the years we’d been apart was nothing compared to the way I felt now. Holding my breath to avoid inhaling his masculine scent, I tried to swallow the raw pain scraping its way toward my mouth as a scream demanded its exit.
“There…you’ll be okay, but maybe you should let your dad have a look at it—”
“Stay away from that man,” he said and grabbed my wrist unexpectedly. My throat contracted around the emotions which threatened to leap up and out of my lips, my stomach tensed, and my insides felt like they were tied into a knot.
“What?” I barely whispered, glaring at him perplexed.
“You heard me. Stay away from that Andrew whatever.” Tyler was dead serious, his voice dry as bones. Was that what had caused his anger? Him seeing me with the other man? There was a small flutter of hope in my tummy, but I wasn’t sure what to think anymore.

Author Interview

~What are you currently working on?

Currently I have several projects in the works, but my main focus is on a contemporary romance trilogy I’ve been thinking about for a while.

~What writing advice do you have for aspiring authors?

I’d say, first and foremost, write, and write what you love. Read guides on how to write, which would help you improve your craft. Writing is a continuous learning process and there’s always room for improvement. Also, make sure your book is professionally edited before it gets into the hands of readers.

~Are you an organized author or scattered?

I am usually an organized person in everything I do, especially in writing. I like to know where everything is so I can easily find everything I need. Every book has its own file on the computer with all the research I do, character sheets, etc.

~Do you plot out your story or write as it goes?

I know the most important events I want to take place and write around them. I get most of my ideas as I write, so I’m never sure what a writing day is going to be like.

~Do you have any strange writing habits?

Not really, unless you count the fact that I need complete silence to be able to concentrate. Some authors write to music, while I prefer to be alone with my own thoughts. I can also only write during the day, preferably in the morning until late afternoon. I’ve never been a night owl, even though it works out for some.

~Do you have writer’s block and how do you work around it?

Sometimes I do and that’s when I detach myself completely from said book and try to focus on a different project. Thankfully I’ve never had writer’s block that lasted more than a week or so. Somehow I always manage to get back on the saddle, one way or another.

~Do you work on one story at a time or multiples?

I have several projects, but I usually prefer focusing on one story at a time, unless I get to a point where I’m not sure which way to go. That’s when I let it stew for a while and work on something else. I also get ideas for other books while I write, so I always stop and write them down.

~What is your favorite genre to read?

I read all kinds of books, but my favorites will always be romance peppered with some mystery or suspense.

~What is the most wacky/crazy weird thing you received from a fan?

I haven’t received anything like that, but nothing making me smile like when I receive a message from people who enjoyed my stories. It makes everything worthwhile.

~What are your favorite hobbies?

I love photography, taking long walks, being out in the nature, playing tennis, and swimming.

~If you had a warning label what would it say?

Warning label? Nah…I’m the sweetest person around! Hahaha

~Favorite quote?

“In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.”

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