Wednesday, October 31, 2012

"Zane" Tour Stop #11 with Making Connections

Today is the final stop on my tour with Making Connections. I've had such a great time and I want to thank all of the tour hosts for having me on their blogs. My final stop leads me to http://tana-someofmyfavoritebooks.blogspot.ca/ for  a review of Zane. Stop by and check it out:-)


Happy Halloween!!!


Sunday, October 28, 2012

"Zane" Blog Tour Stop #7 & #8 with Making Connections

Okay, so I spent the majority of yesterday getting prepared for this "Frankenstorm" thing that is supposed to hit us at some point today. Not looking forward to it at all. Because I was busy with that, I didn't have the opportunity to let you all know about my tour stop yesterday. So here it is:-)

I visited http://mymiscellaneousbookshelf.blogspot.fi/ for a guest post about why I love western romances and an excerpt preview...

and...

Today I'm visiting http://readinginfection.blogspot.com/?zx=95b14e6252f5a401 with a guest post about my writing process...


Hope to see y'all there!

Friday, October 26, 2012

"Zane" Blog Tour Stop #6 with Making Connections

Stop by http://passionatebookdivas.com/ today for an excerpt of Zane! I'm loving visiting all these new blogs and I hope y'all are enjoying the ride as well:-)


Thursday, October 25, 2012

"Stories of Chance Romance" Blog Tour for Breast Cancer Research!



Here’s to finding love in any place, at any time!

This collection of eleven short stories of chance romance reflects the hope that comes with the first bloom of romance, whether you find it in your youth, midlife, or the twilight years.

We dedicate Stories of Chance Romance to all the women who face breast cancer and to the teams of family, friends and medical professionals who support them on their journey.

Like so many woman, we have been closely and personally touched by this disease. Roxy was diagnosed and successfully treated in 2010—the same year Brenda lost her very dear friend, Mary Beggan, to breast cancer.

All authors’ profits from the sale of this anthology are being donated to advance the research, education, diagnosis and treatment of breast cancer.

Release Date: September 28, 2012
Genre: Contemporary Romance Anthology (11 short stories)
Formats: Kindle

Please enjoy this excerpt from Stories of Chance Romance:

Gina headed to the Big Ridge High gymnasium, thrilled to find herself back in Montana, and at her old alma mater, ten years after graduating. Amidst the bobbing helium balloons and dim lighting, she could still make out the sign welcoming everyone to the reunion.

Anticipation tickled her insides. Thanks to email, she’d kept in touch with many of her old buddies and couldn’t wait to see them again. Luanne, Conner, and Kirstin—the four of them had stuck together like honey on bread—done projects, endured gym class, and dreamed of a future when they’d grow out of their awkwardness.

And Gina had. Braces off, she’d opted for laser surgery and pitched the glasses, and her beanpole body finally had some curves. She’d been on her share of dates—even had a marriage proposal—but hadn’t found Mr. Right. In spite of all the years that had passed, she still measured men by her high school crush.

Adam Reinheart.

He sure had her heart.

Two years older, he’d been unobtainable at the time—tall and tanned, with curly brown hair, and boyish dimples that made him irresistible to the girls.

And he had a bright future. His father, who owned one of the local gas stations, hoped Adam would attend a prominent university.

Would she still feel the same magic when she saw him?

Someone tapped Gina’s shoulder and she twirled around. Ten years hadn’t changed Kirstin one bit. She still had the same mischievous eyes, and let go with the same contagious laugh as the two hugged.

Quickly, they caught up on the intervening years—Kirstin’s two children and Gina’s small catering business.

“Who’s all here?”

“The whole gang,” Kirstin told her. “Luanne...and Conner. You should see him now—just back from a tour of duty as a medic.”

“How about...Adam?”

“Reinheart?”

Gina’s shoulders slumped when Kirstin frowned. “He didn’t come?”

“Oh, he’s here all right. Follow me.” Kirstin led her across the dance floor, as Say My Name by Destiny’s Child segued into Breathe by Faith Hill.

Through the parting crowd, she saw him—looking about as scrumptious as a man could. Maybe he had a little less hair on top but the sight of him still made Gina’s heart do a flip.

“Adam,” Kirstin yelled over the music. “Do you remember Gina?”

“I sure don’t.” Adam’s gaze wandered over Gina’s orchid-colored halter dress. A slow smile spread across his lips.

Having made the introductions, Kirstin turned to leave. Gina reached for her, nervous to be left alone with her teenage idol.

But Kirstin just winked. “Three’s a crowd,” she said, before disappearing into the dancing throng.

Squelching her nerves, Gina looked up at Adam and willed herself to speak. “The last time we met, you were heading off to university.”

“I did a year.” He gave a lazy shrug. “Why sweat it? I’ll inherit the gas station one day.” His eyes made another sweep of her dress.

Gina was starting to wish she’d worn a sweater. She crossed her arms over her chest. “So, you’re working there now?”

He laughed as though the idea was absurd.

“How do you spend your days then?”

Another shrug. “I hang out. Watch TV.”

Gina’s lips quivered, her smile cracked. She was proud of her achievements, her work ethic. What had Adam accomplished? Was this the man she’d wasted so much time dreaming about?

“So, Jenny,” he said, grabbing her arm with a clammy hand. “Wanna dance?”

She shook him off with a quick backward step. “The name’s Gina. And no thanks.”

Desperate for air, she fought her way to the exit. One moment, she was weaving through bodies.
The next, she was spun around, locked in a man’s embrace.

About to protest, she looked up, and into, the kindest eyes she’d ever known.

“Conner?”

He laughed. “You recognized me.”

“Hardly,” she admitted. Connor had always seemed frail as a teen. Not anymore. This man was solid, his biceps firm. When he smiled, it lit up the room.

“How are you enjoying the reunion?”

Gina shook her head. “It’s...”

What could she say? Different than I expected?

“It’s been an eye-opener,” she told him, finally. “How about you?”

He took her hands in his. “Seeing you again has made my evening.”

Her cheeks heated. Was her old pal flirting with her? “You were always a good friend, Conner.”

“I wanted to be more than that.”

How had she overlooked him in high school? He was smart, caring and, through the passing years, had acquired the kind of confidence that made a man truly attractive.

“Gina, would you like to dance?”

“I’d love to.”

Three songs later, he held her tight and whispered in her ear. “Great reunion, don’t you think?”

“The best,” she murmured, right before he kissed her.

About the Authors

Roxy Boroughs got the acting bug in elementary school, creating skits at recess and performing them for the class, thanks to her very indulgent teacher. She went on to study theater in university, met the love of her life there, and spent many years performing in movies, commercials and on stages across Canada and the US. Soon, portraying one character wasn’t enough. She wanted to be them all. So she poured her years of drama experience into writing plays and novels.

Look for her award-winning romantic suspense A STRANGER’S TOUCH, as well as its sequel, A STRANGER’S KISS, along with a sweet, romantic comedy called CRAZY FOR COWBOY. Find her on Facebook, Twitter and her website http://www.roxyboroughs.com/.

Brenda M. Collins has wanted to write romance since she was twelve years old. At the age of twenty, she spoke to an editor in Toronto, Canada, who expressed an interest in her story; however, she soon realized it takes more than an idea to be an author. She joined a number of writing groups to learn about ‘the craft’ and completed two mystery manuscripts. To help her fellow writers develop strong business skills, Brenda has published articles, and delivered workshops to hundreds of writers, on career planning, professional networking and presentation skills. Her most recent article, entitled How to Improve your Presentations, is in the 2013 Writer’s Market (Brewer, R.L., ed. F&W Media Inc. p. 153).

Brenda’s debut novel, WITCH IN THE WIND, starts with a murder, but comes to life with witches, warlocks, a canine familiar and a magical dimension called The Otherland. For upcoming titles in The Otherland Chronicles, and other stories, keep an eye on Brenda’s website www.brendamcollins.com and follow her on Twitter.


Brenda M. Collins

Stories of Chance Romance: http://amzn.com/B009J2KCLM

The Giveaway!
The authors will give away Kindle copies of “Crazy for Cowboy” by Roxy Boroughs (a sweet romantic comedy) and “Witch in the Wind” (a sweet paranormal/fantasy romance) by Brenda M. Collins. One each at every stop!
Readers just have to comment for a chance to win!


Thanks for reading!





"Zane" Blog Tour Stop #5 with Making Connections

Today I'm visiting with Alana on her blog http://darkobsessionchronicles.blogspot.ca/! Stop by and check out her review of Zane! Hope to see y'all there!


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Monday, October 22, 2012

"Zane" Blog Tour Stop #2 with Making Connections

Today I'm visiting with Jamie Haden on her blog for a interview and a guest post. Stop by and check out those along with an excerpt from "Zane" and also the giveaway I'm offering during this tour:-) 




Sunday, October 21, 2012

"Zane" Blog Tour - Hosted By Making Connections

Today marks the first day of my second virtual book tour for "Zane". I'll be starting off the tour at J.A Beard's blog for an interview. I hope you all will stop by and check it out. Have a great day and I'll talk to you all soon:-)



Thursday, October 18, 2012

My "Family Ties" by Krista Kedrick Review


She’s all country…
He’s all city…

Grace Tucker thought she had her life put back together - with the help of her over-protective brothers.  She had a quiet, predictable life operating the family hardware store in her hometown and spending her free time with her friends, the Caldwell family.  That was… until a tragic accident took her two best friends and left their daughters orphaned.  If that wasn’t devastating enough - Dirk Caldwell, the egocentric, completely handsome brother no one’s met, blows into town.

Dirk Caldwell realized he wasn’t in California anymore when he stepped from the redneck, rattletrap airplane and was smacked in the face with a cold breeze laced with manure.  It was exactly what he’d expected from the backwater town his brother called home.  But going head to head with Grace Tucker was not.  The hot-headed, leggy cowgirl was almost more than he could handle.  But, oh how he’d like to give it a try.
When two worlds collide can they realize love, tame passion and form a bond strong enough to tie a family together?


Release Date: May 18, 2012
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Formats: Paperback/Kindle/Nook
Publisher: Cowboy Capital Publications



My Review:
I'd like to start my review by stating that I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. It does start off on a tragic note and that theme carries through the first half of the novel--quite sad and emotional--but it's this tragedy that brings our two main characters together.

Dirk Caldwell... What can I say about Dirk? I honestly wasn't sure I was going to like the guy. He's so arrogant in the beginning of the novel and it seems as if he's appalled to be in this small town and around small town folk. So I really loved it when Grace, or Sunny as she's called throughout most of the novel, steps up and puts him in his place. Grace, unlike Dirk, has been involved in Dirk's brother's life for years--her best friend being Dirk's brother's wife--so she doesn't tolerate him coming into her life and the lives of her Goddaughters (aka: Dirk's nieces) and wanting to shake things up. But as the novel progresses, Dirk really steps up to the plate and attempts to prove himself as a worthy uncle and provider for his nieces. And, of course, along the way he proves to Grace that he can be the man that she needs. 

The chemistry between these two characters was perfect. I truly believed their arguments, disagreements, and the heat that just seemed to sizzle between them all the time. And speaking of heat...Wow. The attraction between them was so perfectly executed--just enough steaminess without the vulgar language or phrases that make me cringe or say "Ugh...Really?" sometimes during those particular scenes.

All in all this was a very enjoyable story about two very different people overcoming their differences to make a loving family unit. It's full of sorrow, hope, love and laughter. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys reading small town contemporary romances.

My Rating:
4 out of 5 Stars

Want to read a little excerpt from Family Ties? Well you're in luck because I happen to have one. Thank you Krista for providing readers with this little sneak peak:-)


     “Push that tape down so it don’t stick to your butt.”
     Twelve hours ago Dirk Caldwell would’ve never imagined another man making reference to his butt.  Ever.  It just wasn’t done.  Then again, twelve hours ago he wouldn’t have pictured himself struggling to get inside a tiny, run-down, four-seater plane carrying his own luggage. 
     He would never have been anywhere near a man who’s idea of style was Wrangler jeans paired with scuffed cowboy boots, Nebraska Huskers t-shirt and a dusty camouflage baseball cap with the phrase “That’s Mr. Redneck to You” emblazoned on it.  He hadn’t realized people like that existed let alone were allowed to hold a pilot’s license.  Yet here he was bumping elbows, knees and any manner of body parts with him while juggling his way around the cockpit.
     “Just toss yer’ bag back over there.”
     Dirk looked in the direction the work-worn hand pointed and balked.  He was supposed to put his $4,000 Bottega Veneta on top of a pile of dirty rags, maintenance manuals and something that looked like it came straight out of the engine of this nineteen-seventy something Cessna?  Yeah right.
     He surveyed the tiny plane, finally resigning to set his bag on the floor beneath the mess.  The distinct sound of tape being pulled from its roll drew his attention back to the pilot in time to see him tear a strip free with his teeth.  At least they were clean and in the vicinity of white.
     The weathered hand held out the wide silver tape motioning towards the co-pilots seat populated by other such strips.  With a sneer, Dirk took it and laid it across the most obvious spot.
     “Good as new.”  The pilot smiled and tucked the roll back under his seat.
     Oh Christ!  They were going to end up dead in a fiery inferno in the middle of some cornfield.  Well, then he wouldn’t be any worse off than his brother.  His chest constricted the instant he thought that.  Danny.  Tears stung his eyes, he swallowed hard and they disappeared.
     Dirk loosened his tie.  Not his favorite.  He normally went for a flashier style, but it was a Christmas present from his brother and it just felt right to wear it for the occasion.  The tears threatened again, he blinked rapidly, but they welled further.  Thank God for his Ray-Bans.  He quickly swiped a finger beneath them while pretending to check his pockets with the other hand.
     “If you’ll get buckled up, the tower said we’re next for take-off.”
     Dirk was grateful for the distraction.  He wondered if the seat belt was also secured with Duct Tape.  He wouldn’t be surprised.  It was amazing this rattle-trap passed inspections, but then he wasn’t sure if privately chartered planes to nowhere had to go through inspections.  Probably not.
     The seatbelt seemed secure enough.  At least he would be strapped in when they crashed.  The pilot adjusted his headset and communicated with the tower.  Dirk was surprised he actually used professional pilot jargon.   Instead of   “Gee, y’all we’re ready to git the heck outta here now”.
     His estimation of a safe arrival notched up a fraction.  Even though, his full attention was on the runway and horizon until they were safely up and cruising.
     Dirk pulled his phone from his pocket with the intention of getting some work done, except it wasn’t working.  He poked at the screen anyway.  They hadn’t even left the state of Colorado and already he felt the constricting weakness of being disconnected from civilization.  It was like being naked in the wilderness.  He unbuttoned his top shirt button.
     “Sorry you won’t be able to use that for a while, probably not til you get home.”
Dirk twisted his head to the pilot.  “I’m sorry….”  He honestly couldn’t remember the guy’s name.
     “Clive.”  The pilot nodded.  “Name’s Clive.”  He returned attention to the sky.
     Of course it is.  “Clive.  I can’t go two hours without contacting my clients, let alone two days.” 
     Dirk didn’t like the assessing once-over he got from Clive.  What did he know anyway?  He probably communicated by smoke signal.  Dirk adjusted his cuff links glancing at his watch.
     “I’ll getcha there on time.”
     Dirk looked sideways at Clive, whose concentration was still on the horizon and his gauges.  If it weren’t for the sympathetic half smile on his face, Dirk wouldn’t have known the man said anything.  He was really tired of those smiles; he had seen them on his girlfriend’s face for twelve straight hours.  At least it looked genuine on Clive’s.
     “Did you know Danny?”
     “Of course.”  Clive smiled warmly, as if remembering better times.  “He was a good man.”
     Dirk waited for him to say more, wanted him to say more, but Clive fell silent again.  He seemed to be a man of few words, not something Dirk was used to.  In his line of work people never shut up.  They jabbered just to hear their own voice, thinking if they stopped they might disappear from the spotlight.
     It was that very thing that kept him busy twenty-four hours a day covering media, defusing situations and bailing clients out of trouble or jail.  So busy, in fact, he hadn’t seen his brother in more than a year.  He hadn’t even met his youngest niece and she was nearly five.  Not that Danny hadn’t asked him to visit; there just was never a right time.  Public relations never slept.
     When Dirk’s phone had rung two nights ago he thought that’s what Danny was calling about.  Another trip.  A vacation to Nebraska.  Nebraska.  Not exactly the ultimate dream destination.  Corn fields and feed lots.  Seemed like a place of misery to Dirk.
     He had ignored the first call.  He would listen to Danny’s lighthearted message and subtle plea later.  He was making progress with a smoking hot redhead at the club and didn’t need any distractions.  Of course in L.A. you never could tell what was fake and what was real, so smoking hot was all relative, but that was part of the fun.
     Dirk loved his life.  He was successful; at least it appeared that way.  His bank account wasn’t too awful to look at.  He worked and played with the rich and famous.  They liked having him around and it was nice to be needed by them.  He had been gifted with the amazing talent to twist anything into an advantage.  He was the ultimate bull-shit slinger and the people loved him for it.

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About the Author
Krista was born and raised in Nebraska.  Her first years were spent on a ranch near the Stinkin' Water Creek in Chase County with her family raising cattle, lambs and chickens and stirring up trouble.  After spending several childhood years in Colorado and Kansas her family returned to make Nebraska their home.

Her light-hearted take on the world splashes the pages of her novels creating a wonderful mix of seriousness and humor.  And living in small communities has given her the inside view of small town people -their wholesomeness, kindness and appreciation of the little things in life.  These one-of-a-kind people are the heart of her characters.

She stumbled into broadcasting when her friend interviewed her on his show and a love for the microphone bloomed into a weekly broadcast of news and humor as a co-host for the online show @Random.

Krista makes her home in Nebraska with her husband, two daughters and basset hound where she loves to work in her yard, which supports her vivid settings in her novels.

Her novels Under a Prairie Moon and Family Ties are available in both paperback and ebook on www.createspace.com, www.amazon.com, www.smashwords.com and for the nook at www.barnesandnoble.com.

Learn more about Krista at:








The Giveaway
Krista is giving away one copy of Family Ties at each of her blog stops. So leave a comment below for your chance to win! 

This tour stop is hosted by Black Lion Virtual Tours. This novel was read for my own enjoyment (I own my own copy) and the review I posted was provided for this blog tour.



Thanks for reading!

Monday, October 15, 2012

"Forever in Carolina" by Nicholas A. White Blog Tour



Jason Wyatt vowed that he would fulfill his deceased brother's collegiate-football dreams. Despite a growing number of injuries, he is willing to risk anything, even his health, to uphold that promise. With recruiting underway and a football future imminent, he meets Riley, a green-eyed beauty, with a haunting and unforgettable past and an overprotective father. Jason tries to balance young love with football, and as he nears high school graduation, he is confronted with a new set of life-altering obstacles to both.






Please enjoy this excerpt from Forever in Carolina:
I didn’t say that.” Mr. Wyatt possessed a rare and undervalued ability to maintain his composure even in the most stressful situations; a patience, whether or not the reasoning held validity, that he attributed to years of fishing. “All I’m saying,” he continued, “is that he will be miserable if he doesn’t play this year. It’s not just a sport for him. It’s how he connects with Allen, and you know that. Look at him out there,” he motioned to the back window. “It’s who he is.”
Mrs. Wyatt sat in silence on their bed. A photograph of an eleven-year-old Allen rested on the dresser by the bathroom. She had taken it before his first football practice in sixth grade—his helmet draped over his eyebrows, the shoulder pads extended too far past his shoulders, and his little body hid beneath the enormity of the leg pads. The first two years after Allen had passed, Mrs. Wyatt cried every time she saw the picture, but she refused to hide it. She calmed much quicker than her husband had anticipated. “I just don’t want him to get hurt. Permanently hurt,” she said.

Release Date: September 1, 2012
Genre: Young Adult Novel
Formats: Print and eBook
Publisher: Magnifico Manuscripts

About the Author:


Nicholas A. White studies civil engineering at Clemson University and is a native of Charlotte, North Carolina. In his free time he enjoys golfing and fishing. Forever in Carolina is his first novel.




Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/forever-in-carolina-nicholas-a-white/1112436647




Thanks for reading!

Sunday, October 14, 2012

"Adventures of a Graveyard Girl" by Milda Harris Blog Tour Stop


Adventures of a Graveyard Girl
(Book #2 in the Funeral Crashing Series)
By Milda Harris


Kait Lenox is back! It's Homecoming Dance time and Kait is excited. It's her first dance with a date and that date is none other than one of the hottest, most popular guys in her school, Ethan Ripley!
For once Kait doesn't feel like a funeral crashing weird girl and it's the most perfect romantic evening ever...at least until a girl gets murdered in the high school bathroom.
Rumors fly, panic ensues, and Kait can't help herself, she assigns herself to the case!






Series : Funeral Crashing Series
Genre : Young Adult Romantic Mystery (with humorous
elements)


Excerpt from Adventures of a Graveyard Girl:
"I like the theme: A Night in Paris. Super romantic," I said, trying to keep the conversation going.
It was well done, actually. There was a big banner at the front of the gym, where the DJ was, announcing the theme for the night. A fake Eiffel Tower stood in the middle of the snack table, separating the snacks and the beverages. An Arc De Triumphe was the entranceway into the gym. The tables scattered around the dance floor were covered with white tablecloths and silver stars. The mood lighting was ultra romantic, with small fake candles sitting on the tables.
"Yeah, it was all Madison's idea. She's our club president. Ariel said it was her idea, of course, but I heard Madison suggest it first," Sarah said.
I stopped myself from asking more about what Ariel had said. Was Sarah really criticizing Ariel? Was there dissension among the new group of bffs? I was dying to know, but there was no way Sarah was going to give me any juicy gossip if I asked her. The group lapsed into silence again. What were we going to talk about?
"It looks very cool," Ethan said, trying to get the conversation started again.
The first notes of a romantic slow song were starting to play. I started swaying to the music. Couples formed all around us. We all watched them as we tried awkwardly to think of a conversation piece.
"So, how about we dance?" Mike asked Sarah.
"I'd love to," Sarah said.
"Bye guys," Mike said, as Sarah dragged him away, totally grateful at the chance to get away from us.
Kyle turned to Suzie, "You want to dance too?"
Suzie nodded and turned to us, "See you guys later."
Then they walked away too, hand in hand. Ethan and I were finally alone. We stared at each other, suddenly awkward with one another. I felt a little nervous. We had been about to dance before, but suddenly the air was charged with possibilities.
"Dance?" Ethan asked.
I nodded and took his hand. Ethan led me a little ways onto the dance floor and placed his hands on my hips, drawing me toward him. I hooked my arms around his neck. I caught the scent of his cologne. He smelled amazing. We started moving to the notes together, side to side. My stomach was doing nervous excited flips. Now this was the best moment of my life.
Ethan looked down at me and I looked up at him, our eyes meeting. I leaned up to kiss him. I really couldn't have asked for a more romantic Homecoming Dance moment. It was so perfect, but just as our lips were about to touch, we both jumped as the music stopped with a screech, ending in dead silence. Then I heard the girl screaming, and screaming, and screaming.


About the Author:
Author Milda Harris is a Chicago girl who ran off to Hollywood to pursue a screenwriting dream! She has a dog named after a piece of candy (Licorice), was once hit by a tree (seriously), and wears hot pink sunglasses (why not?). Between working in production on television shows like Austin & Ally, Hannah Montana, and That's So Raven and playing with her super cute dog Licorice, she writes young adult murder mystery, horror, paranormal romance, and chick lit novels.
Her ebooks Adventures in Funeral Crashing, Adventures of a Graveyard Girl, The New Girl Who Found a Dead Body, Doppelganger, and Connected (A Paranormal Romance) are for sale now!



Where You Can Find Milda:
Website: http://www.mildaharris.com/
Blog: http://www.writergirlinla.com
Blog: http://www.lifeslikeamovie.com
Facebook - Author: http://www.facebook.com/mildaharris
Facebook – Funeral Crashing: http://www.facebook.com/AdventuresInFuneralCrashing
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MildaHarris
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4965095.Milda_Harris


Book Links:
Adventures of a Graveyard Girl is available from the following retailers:

Amazon ebook: http://www.amazon.com/Adventures-Graveyard-Mystery-Crashing-ebook/dp/B007WUIMDI/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Adventures-Graveyard-Mystery-Crashing-ebook/dp/B007WUIMDI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1347481082&sr=8-1
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/adventures-of-a-graveyard-girl-milda-harris/1112035996?ean=2940033183012
iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/adventures-graveyard-girl/id528912376?mt=11
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/155023




MORE ABOUT THE FUNERAL CRASHING SERIES :
Synopsis of Adventures in Funeral Crashing
(Funeral Crashing #1 – Now available for FREE download !)
Sixteen year old Kait Lenox has a reputation as the weird girl in her high school, mostly because of her ex-best friend turned mean popular girl, Ariel, but maybe it has a little to do with the fact that Kait has a hobby crashing funerals. At one of these, Kait is outted by the most popular guy in school, Ethan Ripley. Yet, instead of humiliating her for all the world to see, he asks for her help, and Kait finds herself entangled in a murder mystery. Not only is the thrill of the mystery exciting, but more importantly Ethan knows her name! A little sleuthing is well worth that!




Thanks for reading!




Thursday, October 11, 2012

"The Wanting Heart" by Rionna Morgan Blog Tour Stop

“The Wanting Heart is a sexy, intriguing, modern-day western romance.  A fun summer read.”  -- Kat Martin, New York Times Best Selling Author

Today I have the pleasure of hosting Rionna Morgan during her virtual book tour for her new novel, The Wanting Heart. Please join me in welcoming Rionna!



Katherine White, a barrel racer from Colorado, lives in a fast-paced world where rhinestones shine, hooves pound, and dreams come true.  She plans on winning World Champion Barrel Racer and being with her friends until she graduates from college. 
She doesn’t plan on the man who broke her heart strolling back into her life.  She doesn’t plan on finding solace in a charming stranger’s smile or falling victim to his knife. 

Blake Spencer, the man who broke her heart, is all cowboy—from the hat on his head to the dust on his boots. He thought it’d be easy, coming back to town, bowing his head a little, saying he was sorry, and all would be forgiven.  But what he didn’t know, what he didn’t plan on, was that the girl he thought he loved had become the woman he couldn’t have. If he doesn’t succeed in changing her mind, it won’t only cost him Kate’s love—it will cost Kate her life.
Will Kate survive the stalking of a serial killer and find what her heart truly wants?

Release Date: July 9, 2012
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Formats: All eBook types
Publisher: Crimson Romance

Please enjoy this excerpt from The Wanting Heart:
            “It’s late, Blake.  I’m tired.” Kate said.
“Not too tired to be kissing that city feller.”  Blake could’ve kicked himself.  He wanted to talk to her not fight.
“That’s none of your business.  You have no right to be spying on me.”
“I wasn’t spying.  I was watching Cathy.”
Kate stepped into the full light.  “Well, you should have taken her home and been on your way!”
Seeing dark circles beneath Kate’s eyes, Blake studied her.  He saw sadness and fatigue.  “Jesus, Kate.  Did you drive home last night?  Have you even been home?”
“What do you care?”
Blake grabbed her arms.  “Are you trying to kill yourself?”
“No.  I’m living my life.”
“I’ll tell you what you’re doing.  You’re going home and going to bed.”
“Don’t use that range boss voice on me.  You have no right.”
Blake couldn’t listen to another word.  Holding her body, even in anger, was too much for him.  Her words were crushed against her mouth as his lips covered hers.  He lifted her off her feet, molding her body to his.  She’d been nineteen the last time he kissed her.  Her body had grown and filled out since then.  But, he wasn’t thinking of that.  He wasn’t thinking of anything, but how damn good it felt to just hold her, kiss her.  Begging for her surrender, he stroked his hands over her hips, up her back and fisted them in her hair.


Oh my! I don't know about y'all but I loved that excerpt! Definitely sounds like my kinda book:-) 

Here's where you can find it:
US Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/The-Wanting-Heart-ebook/dp/B008BIAFF8/ref=la_B008C7Y69O_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1341763134&sr=1-1 






About the author

Come on in and stay awhile. Romantic Suspense is my favorite genre. Settling in with a good book . . . feeling the tingling terror of the suspense and the sweetness of the surrender. Can't get much better than that!

Growing up out West, Rionna Morgan followed her love of horses to the rodeo arena and her love of English to the classroom and to writing. She has been looking forward to sharing her stories with you her whole life. Rionna is a founding member of Montana Romance Writers; she reads as much as she can possibly hold, and she loves most of all combining the chilling edge of a knife with the sweet surrender of romance. Rionna shares her home in Missoula, Montana with her husband, her four children and the mountains outside her window. Please be invited to stop by rionnamorgan.com--she loves the company.

Website Link: http://rionnamorgan.com/
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/rionna_morgan

The Giveaway!
Rionna will be giving away two copies of her book to two randomly drawn commentors from this tour! So if you're interested make sure you leave her a comment for your chance to win! Good luck!



To follow Rionna's book tour just click on the image above and you'll be able to find all of the blogs she's visited and will be visiting in the future. 

Thanks for reading!

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Check out what came in the mail:-)


That's right! Zane is now in print! I am so excited right now and I must say that they do look rather nice:-) It's available now on Amazon for $7.99. Click on the link below and it will take you directly to the book's page. I've been getting so many nice comments from you guys about the book and I just want to let you know that I appreciate it very much. Nothing makes an author more happy than having a reader reach out to them and tell them that their book was really good. So thank you all from the bottom of my heart! 


Thursday, October 4, 2012

Five-Day Book Blitz for "Under a Prairie Moon" by Krista Kedrick!

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~~One night, under a prairie moon~~
Poor uninspired, unfulfilled Andrea Jameson; photographer extraordinaire. Where was her dreary life taking her?  The last place she'd ever imagined! A motel room with her
ex-boyfriend's younger brother. She had to escape without a scene. So she slipped out with only the memories of one incredible night. Or so she thought...

~~One night is never enough~~
Nebraska rancher Jason McCoy made a miracle happen last night.  He made beautiful, vivacious, talented Andy his after twelve years of loving her.  But all his dreams came crashing down when he woke to an empty room.  She was gone forever.  Or so he thought…

How were they to know their journey had just begun?

UNDER A PRAIRIE MOON BOOK EXCERPT

Sunlight.  It was only sunlight.  Bright, infuriating, painful sunlight burning her retinas.
Andy would’ve screamed at the pain splitting her skull in half if she had any saliva in her mouth.  She couldn’t swallow, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t blink without it hurting.  Her entire body felt heavy and abused.


Was she dying?  She actually hoped she was.  Even her groan of agony was too much.


She kept her eyelids clamped together, afraid of what she would see if she dared to open them again.


What the hell had happened to her?


She tried to summon memories from the night before but it was like sucking Jell-O through a straw.


Water.  She needed water.  If the horrid taste and cotton-mouth were gone, she could force her brain to function.      

Maybe.
 

She hesitated, bracing for the pain.  Well, she couldn’t just lie here suffering.  She parted her eyelids a fraction, wincing and scowling at the splintering in her head.  She blinked, trying to focus.

Wool drapes.  Not her drapes. 


She squinted in confusion.  Hotel drapes.  I'm in a hotel.  Silently cursing all alcohol to perdition, she raised a leaden arm to rub her forehead.
Hung over.


She’d rather be dying.


Sucking in a ragged breath she reached with her other hand to remove the sheet from - her naked body?  She flinched as she fully opened her eyes.  What was she doing sleeping in the buff?  She never slept naked.  Not with the possibility of a fire or a burglar.


Andy’s stomach churned.  The sense of dread hovered at the edges of her sluggish mind.  She tugged harder on the sheet, irritated with its determination to stay put.
With a huff she looked down to investigate.


Shock and mortification paralyzed her when her gaze encountered the problem.  Good God.  She closed her eyes tight, wishing it to be a hallucination from the drinking.


Andy gathered her courage and opened her eyes to the very tan, muscular arm lying across her rib cage.  Her stomach clenched and her impossibly dry mouth became an arid desert.  Panic spread like wildfire.  She had never in her life done this.  She had never brought home a random man.


Okay Andy.  Get a grip here.  She took several steadying breaths before easing the heavy arm away from her.  She scooted gingerly to the edge of the bed and rolled to a crouching position on the floor.


She listened for movement, a change in the man’s breathing, anything to indicate she had woken him.  Nothing.  She braved a peek.  The covers rose and fell in steady rhythm and Andy breathed a sigh of relief.  She rose further, biting her lip, trying to stay quiet.  She took one step back, her foot tangled in fabric threatening to trip her up.


She whipped her gaze to the bed and nearly dropped back to the floor.  Her mouth gaped open and her eyes widened.  Like a tidal wave, a fresh surge of embarrassment washed over her as the night came crashing into her brain.


“Oh sweet Jesus,” she whispered to herself.  She had done the unthinkable.  Her cold hands trembled.  Why oh why had she gotten so drunk last night?  She felt like the biggest idiot to ever cross the earth.


Frantically searching the room, she located her scattered clothes and suitcase by the table.  Get out.  She had to get out.


She tip-toed into the darkened bathroom, grabbing her clothes.  The door creaked.  Her heart stopped.  Her breath stopped.  Her jaw tightened.  She couldn’t turn around, frozen in stunned panic.  Nothing.


  With her eye trained in the crack of the door, Andy pulled on her clothes and whipped her hair back into a pony tail.  She gently pulled the door open - quicker through the creak- never looking away from the sleeping man.  She crept to her suitcase and stuffed her things inside.


She went to the door and slid the chain.  She rested her hand on the knob, looked back at the bed and hesitated.


Andy slid her fingers across her swollen and chapped lips, remembering.  With an impulsive smile she eyed his peaceful body half-covered by the white sheet.
Her pulse quickened at the sight of his broad chest sprinkled with dark hair.  Her entire being tingled with the memory of rough facial hair grazing delightfully against her heated skin.  And those firm lips like velvet tugging at her flesh.


Andy closed her eyes in regret and remorse.  Impossible.  This was impossible.  She squeezed the door knob and twisted.


One more look, just one more.  She knew this was the last time she would see him.  Disappointment saturated her, down to her very core.


Damn it all.


She was actually thinking about staying in this room, about waking him with a kiss.
Andy opened the heavy door only far enough to squeeze herself and her luggage through, then closed it with the same caution.  She hurried down the hallway, glancing back, so nervous she would be caught.  Her stomach twisted into knots and her sweaty palms slipped on her suitcase handle as she raced to the safety of the parking lot.  She had to choke back the tears to find her car.


How was she going to come to grips with this?  How was she going to live with the fact she had slept with her ex-boyfriends little brother?