Interview and giveaway with Rose Gordon

Welcome, Rose! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

Hi Lia, thank you so much for having me on today. It is a pleasure to be here. Now, about your question...there’s not much to say, I’m afraid. I’m rather boring—or so I’m told by those who know me best! But since you’ve asked, I’m a USA Today Bestselling Author of ten unusually unusual historical romances that have been known to include scarred heroes, feisty heroines, marriage-producing scandals, far too much scheming, naughty literature and always a sweet happily-ever-after.

When not escaping to another world via reading or writing a book, I find myself chasing two young boys around the house, being hunted by wild animals, or sitting on the swing in the backyard, using my arms as shields to deflect projectiles AKA: balls, water balloons, sticks, pinecones, and anything else one of my boys picks up to hurl at his brother who just happens to be hiding behind me!

Is His Jilted Bride a single title, or part of a series?

A bit of both. It is part of a series, but this series is very unique in that the first two books take place in the late 1700s and the second two books happen roughly thirty years later, involving the children of one of the previous couples. So they’re all connected, but certainly a standalone.

What were your inspirations for the story?

The hero. I’ve been writing about various members of his family now for three years and I’d met him in two previous books. He just never had a lot to say or a very big role, so I knew there was something more to him, and most of all, he deserved his own happily-ever-after. Thus, I had to write the book.

Please share your setting for His Jilted Bride. Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most? 

It’s set in Regency England—a place in time I’ve never been, and neither a physical location I’ve been to, either, I’m afraid. All but one of my current books is set there. Only in the previous book, His Yankee Bride have I been to where it’s set in Charleston, South Carolina, if that’s worth anything. But as for England, one day I’ll get there. But first I have to either A. get over my fear of flying over the ocean, or B. find a doctor who will give me a tranquilizer that will last the duration of the flight.

When did the writing bug first bite?

First? When I was nine and was told to either read or write, but keep quiet at my desk while everyone else finished their work. I did just that. Unfortunately, the girl sitting next to me (who was somewhat of a snob, if I must be honest) asked to be written into the story—which I did. Strangely enough, though I granted her request, she took exception to the role I’d given her a of homeless beggar who ate from the dumpster and had the nerve to complain to the teacher! It would be three years and with great reluctance that I ever put my imagination on paper again. Then it was slow going. A story about the life of an eraser. A poem about my love for figuring taxes (my degree is in accounting, what can I say?). But at 23, I started my first novel, and totally fell in love with writing. Or actually, it was my characters that I love and writing about them just comes naturally.

Boxers, brief or commando?

Commando—but only for the heroes in my books. Me personally, I’d rather admire my husband in his boxer-briefs!

Favorite eye color?

Green.

What's the strangest thing you've heard or seen?

I don’t even know where to start. I have the strangest luck in the world, and I cannot leave the house without hearing/seeing something abnormal, so I’ll pick the two things that tie: 1. at Panera one day, I overheard a 40-something year old woman announce to the group of business associates seated next to her that she thought SpongeBob was sophisticated. I’m sorry, what??? 2. A year or so ago, I was at my local mall writing in the food court and I actually met a pimp. He was dressed in black and dark purple, had shiny buttons and shoes, a top hat, cane, the whole nine yards. Best yet,  he wanted to have a conversation with me! I’m a magnet for weird.

Again, thank you so much for having me on. I certainly appreciate it. I’d be willing to do a giveaway for a paperback copy of a previous book His Yankee Bride (but only for in the US if possible) and/or a giveaway of one of my backlist titles for international entrants.

If you need anything else, please let me know!

Rose

His Jilted Bride

by Rose Gordon

BLURB:

It's her wedding day and there is no groom in sight. But why should Amelia Brice be surprised? Hiram, Lord Friar is known for having no gentleman's honor to speak of and his jilting her on their wedding day makes it official.

Elijah Banks cannot allow his childhood friend to continue to be shamed this way. It's been almost an hour past the time when the wedding was to start, and that bounder still hasn't shown up. Unable to sit still a second longer, Elijah does the only thing that seems logical from where he stands: kidnap the bride and marry her himself in order to escape this scandal with one far more forgiving for a young lady's reputation.

The only trouble is, she has a secret...but so does he; hers is big...but his is bigger.

Excerpt:

“Nobody has to know he jilted you,” he said, reaching forward to push the hair sweeping across her forehead behind her ear.

She shook her head; her grey eyes shining with unshed tears. “They already do.”

“No,” he corrected. “All they know for sure is a wedding is not currently taking place. What they don't know is if it was the groom who jilted the bride or the bride who jilted the groom.”

Amelia eyed him curiously. “No, I'm fairly certain they all know it was the groom who jilted the bride. My mother and father are both out there.”

“Yes, and they are doing a wonderful job acting as if they're waiting for their daughter's wedding to take place.”

“Acting?” she said, her eyes narrowing in on him.

“Acting,” he confirmed. “See, your mother is sitting in her pew, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief while your father is pacing a hole in the wooden platform just outside the front door of the church. Both are playing their roles perfectly, giving off the illusion to the rest of the guests that they are just waiting for the wedding to begin any moment.”

“Which seems to be less likely to happen as the minutes pass.”

“Exactly,” Elijah agreed. “Which is why you need to act now before someone discovers your game.”

“My game?”

He nodded once. “Yes, madam, your game.” He picked up her petite hand and wrapped his fingers around it. “I'm not as dimwitted as the rest of them. I see what's really going on here.”

“At least you do, because I have no idea what you're talking about.”

He ignored her. “I almost fell for it, too.”

“Fell for what?” she burst out in hysteria, presumably due to her current situation, lacing her voice.

“You're jilting your groom,” he said evenly, meeting her eyes.

A shadow crossed her face and she cleared her throat. Twice. “What are you suggesting?”

“I'm not suggesting anything. I'm just merely making mention of the fact that the wedding has yet to begin, and both the bride and the groom have yet to be seen. How does a guest such as myself truly know whether it was the bride or the groom who didn't come today? How do I—a random guest—know that the bride and groom were not so in love with the other they could hardly wait another day and decided to elope?”

She snorted.

“All right, well, perhaps that scenario isn't very believable, but the other very well could be possible.” He took a deep breath. “Amelia, listen to me, I know you're a very strong young lady and you come from a very important family; but none of that will matter come tomorrow when this is all over the scandal sheets.”

“I know,” she said with a swallow.

“Then see the sense in what I'm saying and marry me.”

GIVEAWAY!

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

USA Today Bestselling Author of ten unusually unusual historical romances that have been known to include scarred heroes, feisty heroines, marriage-producing scandals, far too much scheming, naughty literature and always a sweet happily-ever-after. When not escaping to another world via reading or writing a book, she spends her time chasing two young boys around the house, being haunted by wild animals, or sitting on the swing in the backyard where she has to use her arms as shields to deflect projectiles AKA: balls, water balloons, sticks, pinecones, and anything else one of them picks up to hurl at his brother who just happens to be hiding behind her.

Website: http://www.rosegordon.net

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Little Stalker Erika Pike Blitz

Little Stalker

Erika Pike

Blurb: College student Coby is being stalked by a young guy and has no idea why, until someone suggests that the stalker may have a crush on him. The idea both excites and terrifies Coby, who is so deep in the closet he can barely manage to think the word “gay” without freaking out.

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About Erica:

As a teen, Erica spent hours at a time lying in bed. Some would have called her lazy (though her very supportive parents never did), but she’d disagree. It’s not like she wasn't doing anything, she was busy daydreaming! You’d have thought the daydreams would lessen as she got older, but that wasn't the case. Since these are the kind of dreams that can’t really come true, Erica decided to make them come alive on paper.

She lives in Iceland with her adorable little twin boys, and is happy with what she has. She often says that her real name sounds like Klingon to foreigners. Seriously, if “Eyjafjallajokull” looks like someone fell asleep at the keyboard, Erica’s real name could leave a non-Icelander in a zombie-like stupor for days.

She’s been writing for several years, or ever since reading became an obsession. Aside from a business degree, Erica has taken English courses at the University of Iceland and gulped down anything that might help her in her career as an author. She takes great interest in English, but will break every single grammar rule for the sake of the voice.

Erica loves hearing from her readers. She’s a friendly, easy-going (if a bit silly) person who doesn't mind talking about herself in third person.





Author Website: - http://www.ericapike.com/

Excerpt: 18 + Only

He flinches from my touch and backs into the wall, but I follow and thread my fingers through that kitten-soft hair, pushing it aside to see the fading bruise.

Who would do that to him?

As Grayson looks down with flushed skin, his cheek brushes the inside of my palm. He jerks to a stop and holds his breath, just as I hold mine.

Without thinking about it, I lay my palm further against his skin, taking in the warm, soft feel of it. It’s like touching a girl...but still different. His skin is smooth, but there’s a thin line along his jaw that feels rougher, like a hint of stubble.

“Have you ever kissed a guy?” I ask in a low voice, shocking both him and myself with my words. But instead of trying to reel them back, I gaze down at his lowered face. Ray’s words this morning flash through my mind. ‘Just because you’d fuck him it wouldn't mean anything.’ I've been half horny all morning...

He sucks in his lower lip and licks the upper one with the tip of his tongue. It makes my whole groin twitch. The heat in my crotch is almost painful and the rest of my body feels numb.

“Yeah,” he whispers, still looking down.

“What’s it like?” I ask, my voice low and a little thicker than usual. “Is it different from kissing a girl?” It feels like there’s a vibrating rock in the pit of my stomach and its sending shocks to my rapidly beating heart. My fingers on his face tremble, and I’m breaking out in a sweat.

His gaze rises to meet mine, wide and pretty – eyes much too large for his small face. He licks his lips again, cocking his head to the side.

“ I've never kissed a girl,” he says in a low voice, chest heaving rapidly, red lips half parted.

God...

Before I can even think to stop myself, I’m lowering my head, my trembling lips touching his very, very lightly. It’s not enough to determine if it’s different, but it feels soft and wet, and oh, he smells so good. His hair is a little damp after the rain, but his own natural smell... I touch my lips to his again, a little firmer this time, lingering, savoring the wet, ticklish feel that sends all sorts of sparks through my body. My head feels so light it’s like I’m not even in my own body anymore. Yeah, it definitely feels different from kissing a girl; it feels unreal.

We kiss more, each touch experimental, hesitant. My fingers barely touch his face and he trembles less than an inch from my arm.

When I pull back, I gaze in Grayson’s dazed eyes. They mirror my own hazy brain. The warmth from his body is like a magnet, trying to pull mine closer, and I gently position my hands on his hips. I lick my lips and step closer.

He meets me halfway when I bend down to kiss him again, sliding his arms up my torso to rest on my pectorals. He moans once, his mouth opens for my tongue, and my knees go weak with all the fireworks shooting from limb to limb. God, he feels so good. His tongue is thin, nimble, and so hot against mine it burns. He grabs my shoulder when it feels like he’s about to fall, and his other hand clasps the shirt on my back for support. I grab him, holding on tightly as I kiss him with tongue twisting, teeth clashing intensity, grazing his lips with my teeth and sucking on them. I hear myself moan into his mouth and him echoing with added whimpers and sighs. He feels so good.

I break away to rest my forehead against his, just to catch my breath a little.

Guest Karolyn James share her Brothers of Rock series

When I sat down and finally decided to write Brothers of Rock, it wasn’t done on a whim.  This was a series that has been inside me for a LONG time.  I had the image of being at a concert and seeing a band interact on stage.  The show then ends and what happens?  The fans go home but what about the band?  This was where the series came from.  I wanted to explore to life of a famous band off stage.  I wanted to get the past the wild parties, the groupies, and all that and cut it down to people and relationships. 

In All Access (Brothers of Rock #1), it was about the leading singer and leader of the band, Johnnie.  The book was fun to write because I got to introduce the entire band.  Readers meet everyone and experience all their difference personalities.  They also get to see Johnnie navigate through love and some tough decisions to make both personally and professionally.  The book was a great introduction to life beyond the stage and how each band member reacts to the music and how each band member reacts when the music over.  Johnnie doesn’t want to consider himself the leader of the band and does his best to share decision making with the rest of the guys… but then a decision comes between he and a new love, Jess, and it’s a decision only he came make.  It was fun to create this love story in which Johnnie must come to terms with his life presently and his future, which is waiting for him not just in the eyes of Jess. 

Broken Sound (Brothers of Rock #2) follows Davey, lead guitarist for Chasing Cross.  A woman shows up at his hotel room with a baby and tells him he’s the father.  And just like that, Davey’s life is forever changed.  The band is on a touring break, Johnnie and Jess are away, and Davey is facing his past, present, and future alone.  The band manager wants to handle the situation through lawyers but Davey doesn’t want to do it that way… not with a baby at stake.  Just when things couldn’t get anymore confusing for Davey, he meets a woman that steals his heart.  The great part about writing Broken Sound was that the love story between Davey and Anna was challenged on each and every page.  From her haunting past to Davey’s potential future, they must battle their way together, that is, if they really want to be together.  When truths become exposed, both Davey and Anna are challenged separately, and the ending results will set the way for their future. 

When writing the books, I made it so each book can be read as a stand alone novel.  You do not need to continue the series to finish a story and you don’t necessarily need to read the books in order.  It’s preferred to read them in order because there are events that play out book after book, but the main storyline is created and satisfied in each book.  Coming up next in the Brothers of Rock series is Danny’s book.  He had to face tragedy in more than one way and no matter how much he wants the guys in Chasing Cross to help him, they can’t.  The series is set for at least five books since there’s five guys in Chasing Cross.  So far, thanks to the amazing readers out there, there has been expressed interest in expanding the Brothers of Rock series beyond five books… but that’s a little bit of time away!

Both All Access and Broken Sound are now available!

***For fans of Nashville the TV show and Bella Andre, the BROTHERS OF ROCK series is dramatic, sexy, romantic,and entertaining. It sizzles!***

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With ALL ACCESS, a contemporary romance series begins that explores, life, love, and music. Join the five band members of Chasing Cross as they find that there's more to life beyond the stage.

BOOK DESCRIPTION:

Jess is caught off guard when a sexy stranger buys her a cup of coffee and asks her to sit with him. He's mysterious, nice, and even though he says the right things at the right time, Jess can sense that there's something hidden about him.

As Johnnie sits across from the beautiful woman, he can't believe she doesn't recognize him. Everyone does. It comes with the territory when you're the lead singer of one of the hottest bands in the world, Chasing Cross. With one more show to go before taking a small break in touring, it feels like luck is on Johnnie's side. That is, if he can find a way to tell Jess who he is, without scaring her off.

After her best friend begs her to come to a concert, Jess finds herself standing in the middle of a crowd. The lights are off, music begins, and the crowd erupts in cheers. She doesn't know much about the band, but that's all about to change. When the lights come on, Jess can't believe her eyes. The lead singer of the band is the man from the café.

Plucked from the crowd during the show, Jess makes her way backstage. The encore may have ended on stage, but the real show is just about to begin. Johnnie's passion quickly turns to romance but the more time he and Jess spend together, the more things get complicated. Johnnie has a big decision to make about himself and the band, testing his loyalty and love for the music, and when Jess's dreams start to come true, she starts to realize that true love exists, but it's not always an easy path to take.

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The second book in the Brothers of Rock series is BROKEN SOUND, where lead guitarist, Davey, is faced with life changing decisions involving love, family, and as always, music.


BOOK DESCRIPTION:

Rockstars expect women to show up at their hotel room, but when a woman shows up with an infant and tells Davey he is the father, his world is turned upside down.

Anna is a teacher and part-time waitress, desperate to make enough to pay off debts left to her by an ex-boyfriend who made her life a living hell. When her boss schedules her for an extra shift, he tells her it's her job to take care of a special guest... lead guitarist of Chasing Cross, Davey. The second Anna meets eyes with Davey, she feels something she's wanted for a long time. But with someone famous? That's impossible. Besides, Davey is there with a date.

When Davey returns to the restaurant, sans date, he asks to see Anna. She doesn't understand what he would want with her. He is a man with a big heart, kind eyes, and the true power that only a real rockstar could have. Then Anna learns the truth of Davey's life, from his haunted past to his rocky present. Still, she longs to be part of his future. But when Anna's own past turns potentially deadly, life and love suddenly collide in a way that could hurt everyone and leave someone dead.



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About the Author

Karolyn James is the pen name for award winning author, Karolyn Patterson. She’s been published over 100 times, reached bestseller lists on Amazon, and writes in both romance and erotic romance. Her two newest series are the romance hit, Brothers of Rock, and the erotic romance series, Rock Her Curves.

Twitter: @KarolynWrites
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Spotlight and Giveaway: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot by Heather Long

Title: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

Series: Always a Marine #10 | The Challenge Series

Author: Heather Long

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Interracial Romance, Military Romance

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Format: Ebook

Length: 90 pages \ 25000 words

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Book Description:

Have you ever woken up every day afraid of everything?

For single mom and widow Melody Carter, six months passed since an IED ripped her life apart. Everyone is sympathetic and offers platitudes of comfort and support. Everyone thinks they know why she’s grieving but Melody isn’t mourning her broken heart. She’s ashamed to be grateful her abusive husband won’t hurt her anymore and scared for her child. Born with a mild heart defect, her daughter needs lifesaving surgery and with her funds tight and her emotional scars tighter, she’s running out of options. When she receives an offer for assistance from Mike’s Place, can Melody put her faith in the men her husband called friend?

Have you ever woken up, day after day, to discover your body’s betrayal?

Marine Captain, Joe Anderson Cooper, received the Silver Star for Valor when he led his unit through heavy fire to rescue fellow Marines. Despite numerous injuries, the Captain refused medical aid, insisting that the medics attend others. A broken back and shattered bones put Captain Cooper in a wheelchair and every day is a battle to keep his recovery on track and his sanity intact. When a single mom moves in to the apartment next door to his and he recognizes a kindred—damaged—soul, can he overcome her fear and be the man she’s always needed?

Can these two lonely souls rise to the challenge or will their scars trap them forever?

Also be sure to check out the rest of the Always a Marine series!

Once Her Man, Always Her Man

Retreat Hell! She Just Got Here

Tell It To The Marine

Proud To Serve Her

Her Marine

No Regrets, No Surrender

Merry Christmas Marine,
Semper Fi & Good Night

The Marine Cowboy

The Two and The Proud

A Marine and A Gentleman

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

Combat Barbie

Excerpt:

Letting herself out of the apartment, she locked up and turned to find her neighbor locking his door. He caught sight of her and smiled. “Good morning.” His deep baritone hummed over her senses. She appreciated the low voiced greeting.

“Good morning.” She wanted to say something more, but her brain locked up around the words. He eased his wheelchair back until nearly off the sidewalk and motioned for her to precede him. Biting her lip, she found another smile for him. “Thank you.” Her heartbeat accelerated and sweat cooled her spine. She didn’t hug the wall, but she couldn’t help widening the distance between them.

The wheels made the faintest squeaking noise after she passed, and she glanced back to see him following her down the path toward the parking lot. Maybe she should have offered to push. He wore an olive green t-shirt and a matching pair of slacks, though they were cut up the side of the large cast encasing his right leg from mid-thigh to his toes.

He—Joe, he said his name was Joe—met her gaze and gave her another easy smile. His eyes crinkled at the corners and the dimple in his cheek deepened. The sidewalk widened and she slowed to let him catch up.

“I’m sorry. I’m not the best company this morning.”

“No worries, ma’am. Little ones take a lot out of a body.” The buttery softness of his voice washed over her like a soothing balm—like the night before when he knocked on her door and introduced himself. He scared the hell out of her, but not in the same breath.

I must be tired. I have no idea what I’m feeling from one moment to the next. As if summoned by her thought, fatigue wavered through her and she stumbled. The diaper bag swung down her arm. She couldn’t catch it and hold the baby at the same time. Joe stopped the bag’s arc, and gave her a chance to catch her balance.

“May I?” He offered, still holding the bag.

May he what…? He wanted to carry the bag for her and she winced. It was heavy and he…

“I have plenty of room and then you don’t have to worry about it taking you off balance again.” The sound logic quashed her natural objections. She shifted Libby carefully and let the strap fall off her arm. Her internal alarms sounded. Giving him the bag didn’t give him some kind of power over her, but her gut tightened at the surrender of her possession.

He settled the bag against his lap and nodded encouragingly. “Just point me to your car…”

“Oh, I don’t drive. Well, I do but I’m not driving here. I’m actually just staying here for a few weeks and I’m waiting for the shuttle.” She tacked the last on with a grimace. “And apparently I’m as muddleheaded for real as I feel. Sorry. Thank you. The shuttle is scheduled to pick us up here in about…” She couldn’t look at her watch.

“Two minutes.” The captain supplied. “I’m waiting for the same shuttle.” His warm brown gaze turned studious. “Are you okay?”

About the Author:

Heather Long lives in Texas with her family and their menagerie of animals. As a child, Heather skipped picture books and enjoyed the Harlequin romance novels by Penny Jordan and Nora Roberts that her grandmother read to her. Heather believes that laughter is as important to life as breathing and that the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus are very real. In the meanwhile, she is hard at work on her next novel.

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Spotlight and Giveaway: Blizzard by Taryn Kincaid

Title: Blizzard

Series: The Edge

Author: Taryn Kincaid

Genre: Erotica, Erotic Romance, Erotic Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Format: Ebook

Length: 20 pages

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Book Description:

Mandy Malone ditches her pharmaceutical convention and the married male colleagues hitting on her to hurry home to her waiting family. But she doesn’t bank on the blizzard that forces her off the road and into a deserted rest stop. When she meets another road refugee, their attraction is immediate and molten hot. Suddenly, getting stranded doesn’t seem like such bad luck after all.

Although totally unprepared for Mandy’s unvarnished proposition, Jack is intrigued by the erotic offer of a promising night of no-questions-asked sex. But when he notices the wedding band on Mandy’s finger, will he forego the lure of a torrid clandestine affair, or give in to the fantasy of blazing hot sex on a wintry night?

Excerpt:

She rooted around in her handbag again, on the off chance she’d missed something useful to her current situation.

“Is this what you’re looking for, lady?”

Mandy glanced up, startled by the deep, rumbling baritone that echoed loudly in the fairly quiet building. And even more startled by the tall, gorgeous hunk of manhood bundled into a down parka standing next to her table.

I could totally jump him. Right here. Right now.

From nowhere, steamy erotic images of what she wanted to do with the man leaped unbidden into her head. She’d never felt such instant attraction to anyone, such a frantic desire. Maybe it was a reaction to her frightening experience on the Thruway. Or maybe something else created the overpowering chemistry.

Besides being the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on, he held out a battery-operated pocket charger. A sigh escaped her as he stared down at her.

“It’s not the only thing I’m looking for.” Her voice, husky and sultry, and laden with blatant sexual innuendo, shocked her. Where had those words come from? Nearly alone with him in the deserted rest stop…and still she felt…safe.

“Yeah?” The man removed his parka, revealing a plaid flannel shirt, the triangle of a white, cold-weather T-shirt peeping from the open neckline. When he raised his arms, thick bands of muscle rippled across his chest, beneath the layers of fabric. He riveted her with brilliant azure eyes, bluer than a lake under the summer’s sun. His hair, which curled a bit boyishly at his temples, resembled a wet beach, light, dirty brown, with shimmering bronze threads straggling through the locks. But this was no boy. No, indeed.

God. Gorgeous did not even begin to cover it. The longer he looked at her, the hotter she became. So hot she suddenly felt she’d do anything, dare anything with this man.

About the Author:

Taryn Kincaid lives in scenic Serendipity-By-the-Sea. (Go ahead. Try to find it on a map. If you do, Taryn will send you a smooch. Also a Nutter Butter.)  She is an Olympic caliber athlete in egg rolling contests and spends a great deal of her time petitioning the U.S.O.C. to introduce fantail shrimp competition. When she's not bungee jumping off the Palisades or parasailing up and down the Hudson River, she devotes her time to caring for her aging pet walrus,  arranging her voodoo doll-pin collection and practicing rhythmic chants.  At this moment, she is busy picking up loose wholewheat spaghetti sticks that spilled out of the cupboard and onto her kitchen floor. Wait. Is that something…sparkly?

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GIVEAWAY!

Taryn is hold a tour-wide giveaway of 1 ebook copy from Taryn Kincaid's back list (not BLIZZARD) and swag goodies. (Swag to U.S. mailing addresses only.) 
Ends 04/29/2013

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Interview and giveaway with Alison Stuart

Welcome Alison! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

Hi Lia…thanks for having me J

I am an award winning Australian writer of “historicals with heart” with a passion for the seventeenth century and a determination to give readers good meaty plots, dashing heroes, strong heroines and a happy ever after.  In my non writing life, I am a lapsed lawyer who has worked in the military and fire service, which may explain a predisposition to soldier heroes (and a fascination with fire trucks).  I live with my own devilishly handsome hero and two needy cats and like nothing more than a stiff gin and tonic and a walk along the sea front of my home town for inspiration. 

Is SECRETS IN TIME a single title, or part of a series?

SECRETS IN TIME is a once off and my first venture into a novella length story. I’ve always wanted to write a time travel story and the length suited this story perfectly.

What were your inspirations for the story?

It began as an exercise for a writing group I belonged to many years ago. It sat in the cyber sock drawer until I came across it accidently more recently and it became SECRETS IN TIME. The actual inspiration comes from my passion for the English Civil War period. As a youngster I would go to sleep willing myself to go back in time (Why? I ask myself!) so really it is the reversal of my childhood fantasy – this time with a handsome and dashing cavalier coming forward in time.

Please share your setting for SECRETS IN TIME.  Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?   

SECRETS IN TIME is set in an imaginary village in Northamptonshire in the UK and is concerned with fictional events leading up to the very real life Battle of Naseby on June 14 1645. This was the last, decisive battle of the English Civil War and is a place I have visited on a couple of occasions. It is hard to imagine so much death and pain in such a peaceful setting these days.

When did the writing bug first bite?

As a child, although it really hit when I was a teenager. I wrote my stories (long after my light was supposed to be out), in shorthand notebooks-- which I still have somewhere. (note to self…seek and destroy those notebooks!)

Who are you favorite authors, book/series?

The most influential author in my life is probably that great YA historical author, Rosemary Sutcliff. Classical authors such as Daphne Du Maurier and Charlotte Bronte sit on my keeper shelves. My favourite English Civil War period writer is Pamela Belle and her Wintercombe series.

What is your most favorite childhood memory?

My father reading to me. Every Sunday afternoon he would read to us, books of his choosing, not ours. He introduced me Du Maurier’s The King’s General at the age of 8 (highly unsuitable!) which sparked my passion for the English Civil War.

Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time?

I’m a quilter and needleworker. Just wish I had spare time…

Boxers, brief or commando?

Boxers!

Favorite eye color?

Grey.

What's the strangest thing you've heard or seen?  

A motor cycle in Cambodia carrying a family of four with a large, very angry pig, strapped to the handlebars!

Secrets in Time

by Alison Stuart

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BLURB:

Can love endure across time?

When a seventeenth-century cavalier hurls himself over her garden wall, Doctor Jessica Shepherd is more angry than surprised. Although she ís no stranger to military re-enactors, there ís something different about Nathaniel Preston. If he ís to be believed, something…or someone…has sent him forward in time from the midst of a civil war to the quiet English countryside of the twentieth century.

With time working against them, Nathaniel has to convince Jessica why fate brought them together before he ís forced to return to his own era and certain death in battle.

Can the strength of love overcome all obstacles, even time itself?

EXCERPT:

“If you could lend me your horse, I would be grateful. It is a long ride home. You have my word that I will return it anon.”

“My horse? I don’t own a horse. Look, Nathaniel, you’ve lost a bit of blood, if you like I can give you a ride home.”

“But you said you had no horse?”

“In the car.” I could not help the exasperation that crept into my voice. His continuing delusion had really begun to concern me. “Nathaniel, look at me. What year do you think this is?”

“The year of our lord 1645.”

“1645?” I stared at him. “Nathaniel, it is 1995.”

He narrowed his eyes. “No, you jest.” He sank onto the kitchen chair, his eyes glassy.

“I do not jest. Now stay there. I’m going to ring my brother. Perhaps he can talk some sense into you.”

Keeping a wary eye on my visitor, I reached for the phone and carried it into the living room while I waited for Alan to pick up.

“Hey, Jess.” Alan greeted me cheerfully.

“Alan, are you busy?”

“I’m correcting papers, nothing I can’t put off. Is this important?”

“I have a man in my kitchen who thinks he is living in 1645,” I whispered.

“Sounds like a case for the psychs, not me.”

“Please come over, Alan. There is something about him...sorry I can’t explain--”

“Is he threatening you?” Alan’s tone was alarmed.

“No, not at all. He’s just a little...confused.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Alison Stuart is an award winning Australian writer of historicals with heart.  Whether duelling with dashing cavaliers or waywards ghosts, her books provide a reader with a meaty plot and characters who have to strive against adversity, always with the promise of happiness together. Alison is a lapsed lawyer who has worked in the military and fire service, which may explain a predisposition to soldier heroes.  She lives with her own personal hero and two needy cats and likes nothing more than a stiff gin and tonic and a walk along the sea front of her home town.  She loves to hear from her readers and can be found at her website, facebook, twitter and Goodreads.

Find Alison on the Web

Website:  http://www.alisonstuart.com

Blog:        Ms.Stuart Requests…:  http://www.alisonstuart.blogspot.com

Facebook:  Alison Stuart- Writer https://www.facebook.com/pages/Alison-Stuart-Writer/177254485659744?fref=ts

Twitter:  @AlisonStuart14

Goodreads:  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4636079.Alison_Stuart

GIVEAWAY!

Alison will be awarding ecopies of her two previously published books THE KING’S MAN and the award winning BY THE SWORD, which are set in the same period as this story, to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour

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Book Blast: Undressed by Avery Aster

25 New Yorker Insights Learned in Undressed by Avery Aster

Sex

·  Your vagina can take a guy’s shaft and nuts…at the same time.

·  Always name your butt plug after Anderson Cooper.

·  Pre-ejaculation while jetting a plane over Italy causes turbulence.

·  Never let a dog sleep in your bed, especially three dogs. It’ll ruin your sex life.

·  If he’s as hung as an Evian bottle, it’s best to look away.

 Money

·  Always retain the legal services of female lawyers, particularly ones named; Sarah Goldbaum and Hannah Goldstein.

·  Never allow your mother to spend your line of credit on a psychic from the Caribbean.

·  Sexual frustration leads to good business practices, enough to earn three hundred million dollars.

·  If Bergdorf’s, Barney’s and Saks Fifth Avenue reject your upcoming fashion collections try selling it to JCPenny’s.

·  Use your American Express reward points wisely.

Life

·  Bellini cocktail consumption will induce foot fetishes.

·  Swedish Fish, Now & Later, and Gummy Bears from Dylan’s Candy Bar are perfect for your fuck-it bucket.

·  Everyone should be so lucky to have a best friend like Taddy Brill.

·  Never drive a Ford Thunderbird off a cliff thinking you’re Thelma & Louise.

·  Stay away from any woman named Scilla or Ottavia.

Fashion

·  Wearing Tory Burch ballet flats while racing a sports car may cause ones clitoris to hum.

·  Think twice before sitting Lady Gaga and Madonna next to one another at your fashion show.

·  Prada and a condom, when worn together, are known to make bisexual men go bonkbuster cra-cra.

·  Altering a vintage Valentino dress, formerly worn by socialite Nati Abascal, may land you on the red carpet.

·  We should all get fucked in Fendi.

Love

·  When in love, you can have as many orgasms as you like…in one day!

·  Slow dancing to Giuseppe Verdi enhances one’s emotional state.

·  Never argue with your lover in public, above all—never in front of Anna Wintour, Marc Jacobs, or Karl Lagerfeld.

·  Playing Simon Says, in bed, may lead one to reveal their true feelings. So will strip dancing in front of him to the song Girls, Girls, Girls by Mötley Crüe.

·  And finally, he must always say, “I love you,” first.

If you like HBO's Girls (TV Series 2012- ), than you'll love The Manhattanites from Avery Aster.

Book 1 in The Manhattanites series.

(78,000 words, Erotic Romance, Contemporary, M/F, HEA)

Milan's notorious playboy, Massimo Tittoni, seems to have everything--Lamborghinis, exotic women, palaces throughout Europe and business success. Ramping up his fabric company to go global with a new apparel brand, he ruthlessly stops supplying fabrics to the American client who inspired the collection. But once they meet, what's he willing to give to get her in his bed?

Upper East Side designer Lex Easton will be damned if she'll let an Italian stud muffin knock her down. So what if she named her favorite vibrator after him. With Fashion Week approaching, she'll do whatever it takes to secure the fabrics she needs to become the next Diane von Furstenburg--even sleep with her rival.

Jetting to Europe, the paparazzi chronicles Lex's every move. She unravels, finding herself in a situation never imagined--scandal. Avery Aster's super-glossy debut novel is loaded with passionate escapism, pitting American ambition against Italian tradition. Erotic romance fans who appreciate witty banter and glamour mustn't miss Undressed.

Lex's Louboutins stilettos are dug in deep to win this war. All's fair in love and fashion!

Inside Scoop: Though the hero and heroine remain monogamous, their Prada-wearing friends indulge in a ménage a trois and other fashionable sexual fun and games.

A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora's Cave.

GIVEAWAY!

Avery will be awarding a 6-month membership to Dylan's Candy Bar Candy of the month Club to one randomly drawn commenter. In the novel, the heroine makes herself Fuck-it Buckets which are candy filled buckets from Dylan’s Candy bar (or any candy store) when she's stressed out.

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