Friday, March 27, 2015

Cover Reveal - Her Heart's Surrender

Today I'm pleased to introduce you to my lovely cover for Her Heart's Surrender. You know, the Viking romance I wrote last fall. This gorgeous cover was created by Victoria Miller, cover artist at Three Worlds Press. She did a fantastic job.

 One woman will turn the tide of battle by risking everything for the man she loves.
Taken from her village as a child, Ealasaid has lived under the iron rule of a Viking king for far too long. The only good to come out of her life is her son. As long as the king lives, their freedom and hope for the future seems dismal. Despite her contempt for the king and his bloodline, she's drawn to Hella Ingvasson, the man who kidnapped her, and the plight he faces when the king dies.
His father's final demand is that Hella must wed if he's to claim the throne. What better revenge than to marry the thrall his father hated most? Despite her fears Hella will become like his father, Ealasaid agrees to marry for her son’s sake, but she quickly learns her husband’s battle scarred body provides more pleasure than nightmares.

Word comes that her brothers also survived the raid and have assembled an army. They march toward a Norse settlement with the intention of revenge. Unless she can reach her brothers and convince them not to slaughter the man and people she's come to love, Hella may become another bloody stain on history's tapestry.

“You seem troubled, Hella.” His name rolled from her lips smooth as wind through the oaks. “Shall I send for Erik or Bjorn? Company might soothe your nerves.”
Erik would have to be informed of Ingvar's plan should Hella fail to marry, but he didn't want to share it yet. “They'll suggest we drink ourselves blind and let the problem wait for tomorrow. There are not enough tomorrows to prevent my trouble.”
Her lips puckered, a clear sign she wanted to ask, but there were limits to her curiosity.
There wasn't any harm in telling her. Everyone would learn his plight soon enough. “It's about my father's last wish.”
“Ingvar speaks from beyond the death veil.” She quirked an eyebrow. “What does the old king require you to do? Will you unite Northumbria to conquer Byzantium or Spain?”
“No, it's much more difficult.” He tore the end off the bread and ripped it into little bits. “I must take a wife or lose Solstad.”
Ealasaid stared, then burst into laughter.
“I'm pleased my troubles amuse you.” He smashed his hand on top of the crumbs. “Explain how my misfortune is a cause for laughter.”
She wiped tears from her eyes. “You've fought battles others would run from. You grew up in the White Raven's shadow. You take what you want and leave nothing behind. I find it difficult to see how marriage is a horror you cannot face.”
“Indeed, my sorrows are reason for mirth.” He shoveled scalding soup into his mouth and swallowed. She wouldn't have dared talk to his father this way, but Ealasaid had never held her tongue around him. “Be gone. Instruct another thrall to bring the rest of my courses.”
“You must have dozens of conquests. Surely one would make a suitable wife for the new king of Solstad.” She twirled a pale strand of hair around her finger. “Inga the butcher's daughter? She's fair of face and quick to laugh. Or Giera. The daughter of some jarl or the other north of here.”
“You're not helping. Go on, leave.”
“As you wish, m'lord.” She curtsied then turned for the door. “May the gods resolve your inheritance issues and favor you with a mighty queen and a hundred strong Viking babies born with clubs in their hands.”

As you can tell, Ealasaid is a bit of a smart mouth. She's awesome, just the kind of brave heroine who ought to grace romance books. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but she was a fun character to write. And stoic Hella was just the sort of hero she's perfect for playing off of. This is my first romance set earlier than the 19th century, which was a little more complicated than writing one set in America, but totally worth the extra effort. I hope you all will check it out.

Monday, March 23, 2015

We're #1, We're #1!

Throw the confetti, pop the champagne, cut the cake.

The fantabulous authors of Cowboy Up 2 are Number One in the UK!

We're this (---) close in the US.

Getting #1 is kind of like winning an award. It's a super sweet feeling. It also makes Monday a little bit better. Especially considering I accidentally bought strawberry banana mouse and yogurt instead of just strawberry. On the other hand, I've had a wicked cold that left my taste buds out of commission, so it was kind of amazing that I could taste the banana anyway. One thing I learned about not being able to taste anything is that you really start to notice the texture of foods. It's kind of interesting.


We're #1! And the set is still and always just 99 cents, so I don't know why you wouldn't buy it. It's an Amazon exclusive and you can get it by clicking right here.

And while you're at it,  you might as well get Cowboy Up, which is also 99 cents because why wouldn't you at a price like that? It's practically free at just 99 cents, right? Right.

Unfortunately, I must remain at work instead of joy riding around town while hanging out of my sun roof, shouting, "Do you know who I am? I'm one of the authors of the #1 best selling western romance on Amazon in the UK!"

Probably better this way.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Guest Post & Giveaway with Margo Hoornstra

Write What You Know. Of Course, But There’s More

Write what you know, a main tenant of the writing profession. Use your own experiences, your preferences and interest because, let’s face it, if you tried to write about something you knew nothing about, you really would have nothing to say.

Saturday In Serendipity is three stories of love rediscovered at a twenty year, high school reunion.
Three Strikes Thursday showcases professional baseball’s former golden boy, Barry Carlson who has some serious making up to do to Amanda Marsh, the one who got away. For Barry, winning Amanda back is remarkably easy. Too bad keeping her with him proves difficult. Two On Tuesday has venture capitalist Matt Durand with the money Blane Weston needs to keep her struggling construction company afloat. Both soon learn, though, money isn’t everything and some people aren’t always what they seem. One Fateful Friday brings hospital CEO Jake Holbrook and family practice physician Bethany Thomas, MD together following the untimely death of her husband. Forever friends who so desperately want to become more, Jake and Bethany have a lot of baggage regarding each other to get through first.

These three different couples each take very different passages to find their own happily ever after.

But back to the write what you know statement I started with. I did attend, and graduate from, high school. Even attended a reunion or two in my time. The high school years are, by and large, a universal experience. One we alternately consider the greatest time of our life and very worst. Being in high school, a shiny bright future stretches out in front of you. Some years later, those sterling promises may have become a little tarnished. The life we actually lived might not be the one we truly imagined.

In that spirit, Saturday In Serendipity is three stories of love rediscovered. Former classmates who come together to revisit their pasts only to find their unexpected futures.

Genre: Contemporary Romance – Anthology
Release Date: August 11, 2014
Length: 427 Pages
Get it at: Amazon

A twenty year high school reunion changes the lives of former classmates and leads to unexpected futures.

Three Strikes Thursday
Barry Carlson, a pro baseball success, could have any woman he wanted. Except one. Twenty years before, Barry won Amanda Marsh’s love, only to crush her heart. He’s returned to Serendipity, determined to win her back. Recently divorced, Amanda is happy—until Barry slides back into her life. Can they put aside old wounds and new misunderstandings to find a forever love?

She snuggled closer to him under the covers. “Whatever you want is fine with me. We could go to the courthouse in Burlington for all I care. Find a judge with a half hour open on his schedule.”

Barry wrapped her in his arms and closed his eyes on a contented smile of his own. It was an unspoken bond between them, the fact that she didn’t give a rip about the huge amount of money he had earned in his career. Nor did she care about his extensive real estate holdings and other accumulated wealth. She cared about him.

“You know I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Money is no object.” She lowered her voice to mimic his. Reaching up, she placed a tender palm against his cheek. “I understand that, my darling. And I don’t care.”

He brought her palm to his lips. “You’ll have to forgive me.” He placed a kiss in its center. “No woman’s ever told me that before.”

Two On Tuesday
Blane Weston’s construction company needs the venture capital Matt Durand has. With his reputation for hostile takeovers, she wants no part of him. Mixing business with pleasure, she’s off to Serendipity to hook up with a former flame. Not used to being denied, Matt follows. How can Blane enjoy a journey to her past when Matt is determined to dictate her future?

They didn’t talk much after that. She had her head rested against the seat and looked to be sleeping. He would have needed to unclench his jaw in order to speak intelligently.

Her eyes remained closed as they drove along the picturesque shoreline. Further out on the water, two wave runners raced side by side. After one swamped the other, the conqueror made a victory lap around the vanquished. Briefly taking his concentration from the road, he helped himself to glimpses of the beautiful face angled his way. Long lashes brushed cheeks tinted pink by the few hours this morning spent in the sun. Her lips were slightly open as she breathed through her mouth.

A definitely kissable mouth.                      

He exhaled a sharp breath as his attention returned to his driving. Passing through the next green light, hand over hand, he made a right turn onto Quincy Avenue and immediately saw Anderson Memorial Hospital. He cruised by the first driveway entrance before turning into the second. Their change in direction must have roused her. She stirred in the seat and opened her eyes, but said nothing.

One Fateful Friday
His high school reunion in Serendipity over, hospital CEO Jake Holbrook regrets his single state. When a special woman from his past tumbles back into his life—and his bed—he’s determined to keep her there. Family practitioner Bethany Thomas avoids an entanglement with her new boss, but unknowingly betrays him. As the holidays approach, can they overcome a lack of trust to find their Christmas miracle?

“Where have you been?” Jake issued the demand as Bethany approached.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Where have you been?”

“That’s what I thought you said. If your question deserved an answer, I’d be happy to give you one.” She reached around him to open the entrance door.

He brought his arm across to hold it shut. “I deserve an answer regardless. But, okay, how about this? What the hell have you been doing with that clinic I put you in charge of?”

At the vehemence within his words, she stopped her attempts to push by him. “Taking care of patients.”


“And what?”

“And what else?”

“There is nothing else. People come in sick, and we help them get well.” She poked a finger into his chest. “The mission of this place, remember? Your words, not mine.”

“There’s more to it than that.”

“Like what, Jake?” She spread her arms wide. “You have this giant healing resource at your disposal.”

“With lights and heat to keep on, which is putting those fiscal responsibilities in their most elemental terms. In addition, there is what amounts to a gigantic mortgage to pay.”

“That’s your job. And I’m trying to do mine, so move out of my way, please. I need to get back to work.”

When he continued to stand before her with his brow still furrowed and arms crossed, she put one hand on each shoulder and stood on tiptoe to meet him eye to eye. “Move, Jake. I have a patient to admit.”

“On the hospital’s dime or theirs?”

About the Author:
Like many writers, it’s hard to determine exactly when my fiction writing career began. I remember composing a short story in grade school (I have no idea about what) which was chosen for publication in an all school anthology. A journalism class taken in junior high school led to a job on the school newspaper and a weekly column.

I always loved reading. I loved writing too. Someday, I thought, maybe when I grew up and received the right training, I could actually write a book. After all, I was often told, laughingly most times, I had an extremely vivid imagination.

Through the years, the desire to write was always there. I had so many ideas and characters roaming around in my head, so many stories. But the business of living—going to college, getting married then raising a family—took precedence over something as frivolous as writing a book.

Then one day out of the blue I was downsized—effective immediately—from a job I’d held for over thirty years. What seemed so unfair at the time, I now recognize the tremendous gift I was given that day. As I’m now able to spend more and more time doing what I love—writing romantic fiction—I find I really do have an abundance of stories to share.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Book Feature - Take A Chance, Cowboy by Lacey Wolfe

Only .99 for the first two weeks after release!
Can a city girl heal a cowboy's broken heart?

Nathan Carver gave up on love long ago after a betrayal he wasn't sure he could ever get over.

When Angie Simms arrives in town to help his brother's fiancée with their upcoming wedding, she stirs things in him that he hasn't felt in a long time. Things he doesn't want to feel. So he pushes her away.

Angie wants what she wants, and doesn't always think before she speaks. When she lays eyes on sexy cowboy Nathan, she's determined to find out what caused his brooding attitude. She can tell right away that he's not someone to play with. He's got a layer of hurt around his heart, which makes him that much more attractive.

The feisty woman is determined to make Nathan her conquest, but will he take a chance on Angie?

Content Warning: contains adult language and sexual situations

"So, cowboy." Angie set her beer bottle down. "You're halfway done with that drink and you've managed to sit with me the whole time. Now tell me about the broken heart you're still mending."

Nathan rolled his drink between his hands. "Nothing to tell."

"Quit the bullshit. Do I look like her? Remind you of her? What?" She sat back in her chair and crossed her arms. "There is some reason you dislike me."

You make me feel things. Not to mention, in some ways, her features were similar to his ex, like her long, dark hair. "I don't know what you're talking about."

She ran a hand through her hair. "Well, whoever she was, get over it."

"Why do you care so much?" He lifted the bottle to his lips, but didn't drink. "You don't know me, I don't know you. Why do you care if I've got a broken heart?"

"Because you're taking it out on me."

He shook his head and finished the beer. That was his last one for the evening. He stared at Angie. She had a point that he'd been rude to her on numerous occasions, but he hadn't intentionally meant to hurt her feelings. "I apologize."

She smiled, her red lips parting. She had one of those contagious grins, because he felt his spread across his face.

"Now that is sexy. I can see why the girls would fall for you." She winked.


She leaned forward, and he caught a glimpse down her shirt again. "Your smile. It could make a woman fall to her knees."

I want you on your knees. He wasn't sure how to respond.

"Now that you're in a better mood, want to tell me how I can make you like me?"

There was nothing she needed to do. He liked her plenty. "I don't have an issue with you."

She shrugged and stood. "Okay, whatever." She rubbed his shoulder. "I'm going to find me a handsome man to dance with."

He grabbed her wrist and she stared back at him.

"What? Did you want to be that handsome man?" She tried to look innocent, but the tease knew what she did to him.

Yes, yes he did. He wanted to take her on that dance floor and mold her body to his and let everyone in this place know she was off limits. "Nah, I'm heading out. Just be careful. Some of these guys think dancing should lead to other things."

She raised an eyebrow. "Good to know." She moved close to his ear. "I am looking for a good time."

Something tore loose in Nathan and he stood, pulling her against him. Without another thought, he claimed her lips. She went still in his arms, but then, as he expected, she grabbed hold of him and thrust her tongue in. The taste of beer met his senses and he laced a hand around her neck. She moaned as she lifted up on her toes to make the kiss deeper.

Get it at: Amazon || Nook

About the Author:
Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. Her goal as an author is to have a romance for everyone, whether it’s sweet, sensual, or spicy. She’s had several books on the Amazon best seller lists. When she isn’t writing, she can be found running, talking to her pets, spending time with her family, or lost in some sort of craft. Oh, and she takes kindly to anyone who feeds her cookies.

Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their herd of cats and one black lab who rules the house.

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Friday, March 13, 2015

The Friday Five - Friday the 13th Historical Events

It's Friday the 13th and there's nothing we can do about it. Has bad luck hit you yet? I woke up with sludge in my throat and feeling like I've been hit by a train, but I'm blaming it on being around some smokers in the bowling alley (where I sucked at both games as per usual) and the change to Daylight Saving Time. Someday I will feel rested again, I'm sure. And perhaps soon my sinus medication will kick in. Until then...blurg.

Let's do something fun. Five things that happened This Day in History. Go!

1) 1781- William Herschel discovers Uranus. Go ahead, laugh. I'll wait. ...... Done? The seventh planet in our solar system was originally called Georgium Sidus, but some jerk face said, "Let's call it by a deity name like the other planets." So that's what happened and now we've got Uranus orbiting the sun. Keep laughing.

2) 1881 - Tsar Alexander the II was assassinated. As seemed to happen with a few Russian leaders. His assassins were caught and hanged and the People's Will, who rallied against him and tried to overthrow czarism were suppressed until the early 20th century.

3) 1836 - Sam Houston ran like mad from Santa Anna's army following the Alamo. His armies were pretty much a ragtag band of men who might've known what to do with a gun, but weren't particularly skilled in battle tactics. They got their sh!t together on April 21 and attacked Santa Anna's troops although they were outnumbered about 2 to 1. Santa Anna called for the withdrawl of his troops from Texas. Sweet, sweet Texas victory.

4) 606 - In 606, they recorded the 12th sighting of Halley's comet. It should be back around in 2061, if you're still alive. I'll be roughly 79 then and probably won't be that interested, assuming I make it that long. It's been recorded since approximately 240 BC.

5) 1906 - Susan B. Anthony died of pneumonia. She was a well-know suffragette who had her face on the American $1 coin until 1981. They were discontinued because of the size and resemblance to the quarter.

Some of my facts come from, Wikipedia, and