Eileen Dreyer~I love to research, TWICE TEMPTED & print giveaway

Hi, I’m Eileen and I Love to Research


Research is a funny thing. Everyone does it differently. Some use internet, some libraries. Some, like my critique partner, Karyn Witmer-Gow, fondle original journals like small infants. For the longest time, I felt completely unworthy of the task. I don’t do non-fiction very well. My eyes glaze at the first foot note, and I get lost in a time period. My doctor blames it on my ADD. I blame it on the fact that there’s no plot or pictures.

I also had no idea how to rein myself into the pertinent information, or even time period. I once tried to write a WWII romance and ended up, six months later, trying to figure out how I could fit the 1918 Treaty of Versaille into the action in a book that began the day Hitler invaded Poland in 1939. I had to stop before I fell down the rabbit hole and never returned.

As my brother says all the time. “Put it down. Step away. No one will get hurt.” That was kind of how I felt about research.
Yes, the internet did change my life. Now I can check the phase of them moon the night of Waterloo and the tides at Lyme Regis. I can learn about codebreaking during the Napoleonic Wars(read up on General Scovill). The other important thing I learned was that I am a global learner. I’m the kid who annoyed the teachers and scared museum security by wanting to play with everything. I don’t just learn visually, but audibly and tactilely. I have to smell it and taste it and roll around with it if I can.

Which is kind of how I fell in love with astronomy. Now, I know. I’m writing Regency Romantic Adventure, with nefarious spies trying to overthrow the crown, and the wonderful aristocratic gentlemen of Drake’s Rakes trying to stop them. As my friend Cherry Adair says, there should be shooting and chasing and running. And there is; there’s plenty of that. But during the course of researching the second Drake’s Rakes trilogy, I stumbled over the fact that during the Regency period, amateur science flourished. And women played a part that has mostly gone unnoticed. Women, for instance, were the original computers—they did the mathematical calculations for astronomers. They were also mathematicians on their own(Mary Sommerville, Margaret Bryan) and astronomers in their own right(Caroline Hershel, the Comet Hunter). So, I realized, were Fiona and Mairead Ferguson, my intrepid twins.( Well, while they’re not shooting and running and ducking). And my heroes, Alex Knight and Chuffy Wilde, are amazed.

But to get there, I had to actually learn enough astronomy that my heroines didn’t seem like idiots. Which introduced me to the St. Louis Astronomical Society. And I have to say hanging with them was like watching a magic act. I know the various members have spent years watching nebulae boil and galaxies in their slow spin and Saturn suspended against black velvet, its rings slowly gaining colors as you watched. But I was a star virgin. I was awestruck. I kept thinking of how Mairead and Fiona wold have felt seeing Orion’s nebula for the first time, successfully calculating their first transit. I thought of how primitive their equipment was, and how this was all as new for them as it was for me. And when I peered through a telescope and saw flares lift off the sun, it took my breath away. Just as it would have Fiona and Mairead. And that is the reason for research.

Eileen is giving away a print copy of TWICE TEMPTED, open to all including international! So….heroines. How do you like them?  What are your “must have” heroine traits? Share them and be entered to win.  Contest ends @12am est 12-3-14. Good luck y’all!!



Fiona Ferguson’s troubles began with a kiss . . .

It feels like a lifetime ago that Alex Knight saved Fiona from certain doom . . . and stole a soul-shattering kiss for good measure. Wanting nothing more than to keep her safe, he left her in the care of her grandfather, the Marquess of Dourne.

But Fiona was hardly safe. As soon as he could, the marquess cast her and her sister out on the streets with only her wits to keep them alive.

Alex has never forgotten that long-ago kiss. Now the dashing spy is desperate to make up for failing his duty once before. This time he will protect Fiona once and for all, from a deadly foe bent on taking revenge on the Ferguson line-and anyone who stands in the way . . .

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A retired trauma nurse, Eileen lives in her native St. Louis with her husband, children, and large and noisy Irish family, of which she is the reluctant matriarch. She has animals but refuses to subject them to the limelight.

Dreyer won her first publishing award in 1987, being named the best new Contemporary Romance Author by RT Bookclub. Since that time she has also garnered not only six other writing awards from RT, but five RITA Awards from Romance Writers of America, which secures her only the fourth place in the Romance Writers of America prestigious Hall of Fame. Since extending her reach to suspense, she has also garnered a coveted Anthony Award nomination.

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Adventurous? FIND ME & giveaway with Shellley K. Wall

Have you done anything adventurous?

Oh my gosh, where to start? As the middle daughter of three in a farmer’s family with no sons, I was raised to help with everything in the field and the house. Consequently, I had a serious aversion to being “treated like a girl” whether at work, home, or school.
There is also no reason why anyone, woman or man, should live their life without trying new things and forcing themselves to go beyond their comfort zone. How sad would it be to grow old and suddenly realize you’ve missed out on so many things that your body can no longer handle?
I am fortunate to have married a man who is more adventurous than I. He also pushes the entire family toward new things on a constant basis.
Before we married, we skied, white-water rafted, sky-dived, and camped a lot. Since then, we’ve done a lot of snow-skiing with the family, still white-water rafting, deep-sea fishing (I love to fish more than he does), snorkeling, mountain-climbing, toured a few different countries, attended a lot of college and professional sporting events and—next on the list is scuba diving and perhaps a captain’s license. Oops, I forgot a couple of things. A couple of years ago, I ventured onto a wakeboard and am now attempting to wake surf. My body rebels a little on those two though. We’re hoping to get a nice big boat at some point and take an inner coastal boat trip to the casinos in Louisiana or perhaps go to Padre’s Island. The boat trip would mean we’d have to find a landslide fortune though so not likely to happen.
I like to consider myself an avid jogger/runner too but am starting to wind down due to constant injuries. Over the past years, I’ve run in about a half dozen races. My kids ran in a mud run with me last fall along with a few other parents and friends. May try to do that again soon.
That’s about the limit of my adventures to date but there’s always a new challenge around the corner. By far, the most challenging and heart-stopping was jumping out of a plane and coasting to the ground under a beautiful parachute.

What’s been your biggest adventure so far?  Shelley’s giving away an ecopy of FIND ME  to one (1) lucky commenter. Giveaway ends @12am est 12-1-14. Good Luck!


Jackson was good at pushing Amanda’s buttons – making her do things her sensible mind abhorred—but was cheating on a friend part of the agenda? Would he go that far? When his best friend has the girl he’s always wanted, how far will Jackson go to tempt her away?

Jackson Holstenar owes his childhood to his best friend Carter, the closest thing he’d had to a brother. Amanda Gillespie’s in serious need of adventure—according to her friend Darlene. After losing her job a year earlier then hiring on with another law office, she hasn’t taken her eyes off work in months. Until the man behind her job loss shows up at the adventure club meeting Darlene dared her to attend—Jackson Holstenar.

When Jackson’s father suffers a stroke, he has to drop his carefree attitude and take over the family company’s helm. He turns to Amanda to help unravel a contract problem at work and fixes her up with his best friend who’s ready to start a relationship. Can Jackson work alongside her again without losing her?

Can Amanda keep her work life out of her personal life and keep Jackson on the friendship track?

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Shelley grew up in Missouri, graduated from Oklahoma State University, and took post graduate courses from OSU and the University of Wyoming. She’s a member of RWA, Sisters In Crime (SinC), The Literary Guild, and Houston Writer’s Guild. She writes daily, striving to perfect a voice that supplies enjoyable and romantic reads. She has yet to meet a person she doesn’t like or a job that’s not worth enjoying. She writes with humor, drama, and a desire to share life’s precious moments. Shelley currently lives in Texas with her family.

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by Chris Jane


Every New Year’s Eve, millions of people around the world make resolutions intended to better their lives:

Quit smoking. Quit drinking. Quit eating that extra cupcake.

For Dan Palace, New Year’s Eve brings something more: an opportunity to start over.
“At turns funny, smart, painful, and most of all, honest. This is a writer who doesn’t pull punches, who shows us sides of a character it might be easier to turn away from.” – Reggie Lutz, author of HauntedDan Palace has always played it safe. He chose the safe job. Married a safe woman. Rarely travels far from home. But something is missing.In the final minutes before the New Year, Dan musters the courage he desperately needs to embark on a quest to find that missing “something”: the sense of adventure and true magic he remembers from his youth, along with the love of his ex-wife, who has hated him since their wedding night nine years before.


Dan Palace

39 years old. Star collection agent at IP Collections. Since childhood, he’s been taught to play it safe. (“Don’t get out of the car during the fireworks, honey” safe.) His life is fine, but something is missing.


38 years old. Custodial engineer who wants to do more. Hopelessly in love with Dan. Occasionally very excitable.


39 years old. Began hating Dan on their wedding night and divorced him weeks later. She’s a free spirit, she’d like to think. Though wealthy, she lives in an apartment with a sweat-hot kitchen and a  living room so cold that frost forms on the windows. She doesn’t like the chicken soup that comes in a can.


17-almost-18 years old. Hotel front desk worker impatient with the stagnancy of her life and highly motivated to do something exciting. Dangerously infatuated with Dan, who she also believes may be her ticket to “living huge.”


25 years old. Jenny’s boyfriend. Not excited about this infatuation or about Jenny’s huge-living plans.


Age unknown. Longhair tortoiseshell first rescued by a woman who did the best she could (not really good enough) before being adopted by Dan. Prone to ill-timed, jarringly loud meows, but very cute in the sun.

“I’m normally a slow reader these days, but I could not stop reading this.”– Cheryl Anne Gardner, author of The Kissing Room and head fiction editor at Apocrypha and Abstractions Literary Journal

When things don’t go as planned, Dan finds himself on an unexpected road trip with a young hotel worker and her possessive boyfriend. Together, they experience some of the surprising consequences of living life to its passionate fullest – as do the people they love.

The Year of Dan Palace will grab you and hold you until you finish the final pages. – Amazon reviewer

“This book was a pleasant surprise.”
– Goodreads reviewer


Chris Jane was born in California in the 1970s and moved 10 or 15 times over the years before finally making it to New England. The younger years were happy, but awkward. Tricks to try to be like the cool kids at different stages of childhood: wearing the trendy label (this worked in 5th grade, but had no effect in 6th); lacing sneakers with thicks (effectiveness not determined); wearing black like the other 13-year-old kids who were wearing black (was rightly called a ‘poseur’); being the textbook definition of a teenager with no posing, just naturally (worked out fine for Chris, but wasn’t as much fun for the parents).

Despite a poor academic high school performance and a vehement aversion to even more schooling, Chris enrolled in college four years after leaving high school and stayed through graduate school. Unfortunately, a writing degree doesn’t exactly invite an onslaught of job opportunities, so work was varied and often interesting: college instruction as an adjunct English professor; editing book-length manuscripts in the home office of an enthusiastic believer in the law of attraction; and when the graduate degree was deemed an “over-qualification,” the 2 p.m. – 10 p.m. shift at the front desk of a hotel.

Work life is still spotty, interrupted now and then by writing stints, but that seems to work.

More about Chris Jane at http://ChrisJane.net

Everything I know about storytelling I learned from Barbie with Sheri Cobb South

It always bugs me when I see parenting articles online bemoaning Barbie’s negative effects on our daughters’ self-esteem. Usually these articles are followed by smug comments from mothers claiming that their daughters don’t even own a Barbie doll, and aren’t allowed to play at the homes of little girls who do, lest they accidentally see one naked and be overwhelmed by feelings of self-loathing.

My take on Barbie is a bit different. Growing up in the late ‘60s and early ‘70s as the middle of three “stair-step” sisters, I remember our basement closet being filled to overflowing with Barbie dolls, clothes, cars, and houses—so much, in fact, that when my parents sold the house many years later and packed their belongings to move, my mother still found tiny spike-heeled Barbie shoes hidden beneath the detritus of almost thirty years.

Not that we all played the same, by any means. While my older sister took her doll out of its case only long enough to change Barbie’s clothes before tucking her carefully away until next time, my younger sister and I made up stories and let Barbie and Ken act them out. Some of these plotlines were so complex that they took days to complete—and if we came up with one we really liked, we would repeat it later, sometimes refining it along the way. Many were the times my dad came home from work and had to pick his way across the floor through a minefield of Barbie paraphernalia.

And yet, not once during those years did it ever occur to me that I should look like Barbie, or should even want to. To me, Barbie wasn’t about appearance—hers or mine—but about actions. Barbie could do all the things that I could only dream of. How else could a ten-year-old girl in rural north Alabama get shipwrecked on a desert island populated by babies, and be rescued by a handsome stranger who (naturally) falls in love with her? (Incidentally, that particularly plotline—which I suspect was heavily influenced by repeated readings of Carol Ryrie Brink’s classic children’s book, Baby Island—proved to be such a favorite that I can still remember it forty-five years later.)

Even then, I knew I wanted to write a book someday, although my literary attempts at that point had not progressed beyond the “trite poetry” stage. No, it was through Barbie that I learned by experimentation about plot development, dialogue, and even revision. Spelling, punctuation, and grammar are important tools for the writer, and these can be learned in school. But for the intangibles of storytelling, there’s no classroom as effective as a basement full of Barbie dolls.

So please don’t dis Barbie. She taught me everything I know about novel writing.

Family Plot 

In disgrace with her aristocratic in-laws, recently widowed Lady Fieldhurst is exiled to Scotland with her three young nephews in tow. On impulse, she and the boys decide to stay at an isolated seaside inn under an assumed name, where they can enjoy a holiday far away from the scandal that still plagues the family.

But trouble soon finds them when the boys discover an unconscious woman on the beach—a woman who bears a startling resemblance to the local laird’s daughter, missing and presumed dead for the last fifteen years. Uncertain whether to welcome her as a returning prodigal or denounce her as a fraud, Angus Kirkbride sends to London for a Bow Street runner—which presents a dilemma for Lady Fieldhurst, since she has chosen to call herself Mrs. Pickett after the handsome young man who saved her from hanging for the murder of her husband.

Meanwhile John Pickett, hopelessly pining for Lady Fieldhurst, resolves to forget her by marrying another. When magistrate Patrick Colquhoun receives Kirkbride’s summons, he packs Pickett off to Scotland before his most junior runner can do anything rash.

Upon his arrival, Pickett is surprised (though not at all displeased) to discover that he has acquired a “wife” in the person of Lady Fieldhurst. But when Angus Kirkbride dies only hours after announcing his intention of changing his will in his daughter’s favor, “Mr. and Mrs. Pickett” must join forces to discover the truth about a family reunion suddenly turned deadly.

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At the age of sixteen, Sheri Cobb South discovered Georgette Heyer, and came to the startling realization that she had been born into the wrong century. Although she doubtless would have been a chambermaid had she actually lived in Regency England, that didn’t stop her from fantasizing about waltzing the night away in the arms of a handsome, wealthy, and titled gentleman.

Since Georgette Heyer was dead and could not write any more Regencies, Ms. South came to the conclusion she would simply have to do it herself. In addition to her popular series of Regency mysteries featuring idealistic young Bow Street Runner John Pickett (described by All About Romance as “a little young, but wholly delectable”), she is the award-winning author of several Regency romances, including the critically acclaimed The Weaver Takes a Wife.

A native and long-time resident of Alabama, Ms. South recently moved to Loveland, Colorado, where she has a stunning view of Long’s Peak from her office window.

Website URL: www.shericobbsouth.com


Jennifer Zane’s HOT PURSUIT 3 & GC giveaway

Some people collect Hummel dolls, others little spoons. Other people collect china dolls or maybe commemorative plates and are often very serious about it. I, too, join this group of crazy people as I collect National Park stamps. Yes, I have a National Park passport and like to travel to the various national parks/monuments/trails/historic sites and go to the visitors center and get the dated stamp added to my book. I am definitely a little obsessed with it. One year I collected stamps in Maryland, Alaska, New York and Colorado. This past summer, I was able to get thirteen stamps at Harpers Ferry in West Virginia in one day.
I was so excited–I know, I’m insane! To confirm this insanity, I was in San Antonio for RWA last July. Of course I had to leave the convention and drive to the various missions south of town to collect the national park stamps. Checking out the map, I became a little obsessed with driving up to Johnson’s home, a national historic site, which was about seventy miles north of San Antonio for that stamp as well. I had no idea when I’d be back in south Texas, so it was perhaps my only chance to get it. Unfortunately, I was unable to get the Johnson stamp and it could be years (!) before I can get it. Yes, I’m pouting. Where to next? In January, the family is headed for a week in San Diego and we are going to take a ride out to Joshua Tree National Park–only three hours away. Gotta get that stamp!
Do you collect? Are you a fanatic about it like me?
The next book in my romantic suspense series, Hot Pursuit, is out now. Enjoy!

Hot Pursuit 3 

Anna Scott has given Nick everything. Her heart, her body, and the truth about her past. But every action has consequences, and now, thanks to her, Nick is in more trouble than ever. He’s running from his old boss, distracted from his undercover work, and secretly negotiating with the most powerful mafia boss in New York. She knows the only way to free him is to step into the spotlight once more and face her enemies. She is convinced that Nick must stay in the shadows to be safe, but the stubborn man isn’t cooperating. Once she learns the truth about him–that he’s really Jake Griffin–she realizes that his sense of honor and duty will get him killed. Protecting the man she loves is the only thing that matters to her now, no matter the cost. Jake Griffin is in love with a woman on the run. The woman he knew and fell in love with was an illusion born of desperation. Anna Scott has powerful enemies and blood in her past, but neither can deny the passion between them. Grif will do whatever it takes to help her, including recruiting a notorious killer to help him. Grif will walk the razor’s edge between right and wrong, good and evil, truth and lies, because Anna Scott is everything to him now, and he’ll play any game, take any risk to save her from the monsters in her past, and from herself.

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Jennifer Zane has lived all over the country–from Georgia to Maryland, New York to Colorado. including an exciting five years in Montana. Her time in Big Sky country was the basis for this book. When she’s not writing, she savors the insanity of raising two boys, is figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker, and teaches a pretty mean karate class. She currently lives with her family in Colorado.

I love to hear from readers!

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What’s a wolf to do when his mate needs convincing…

Tamara’s spicy scent thrills, seduces and weakens him like no other.  She is his and he wants her.  Unfortunately, she is done with men.  Tamara’s been burned too many times in the past and she’s not looking for a relationship…..ever.  But when she finds a stray dog on her doorstep she decides she wants a relationship with a male, after all- that of pet and pet owner.

Josh is not a dog and he has no interest in staying her pet.  He has one burning desire- Tamara- in his bed, nightly and permanently.  He will stop at nothing to convince Tamara they are better together and that he needs her, forever.

Their paths are intertwined and their future is inevitable but will Tamara allow Josh to love, cherish and protect her?  Or will she say good-bye to the amazing, dedicated man whose loyalty and sweet promises could shatter her walls completely and consume her with desire?




“We’re here,” she muttered with a weary tone to her voice while shifting the car into park. She glanced into the rearview mirror, squeaked out a small cry and nearly jumped out of her seat.

“Oh my God, what are you doing?”

She pointed at the contents of her purse strewn across the back seat and onto the floor. He lunged forward placing his paws onto the middle console and leaned his face dangerously close to hers. The beginning of sharp, white teeth followed the long, pointed muzzle, ending in what looked like a grin. His warm breath tickled and teased her mouth.

Calm down, Tamara. He’ll sense your nervousness.

His jaw opened and a shiny object fell onto her lap. She looked at the promise ring her last boyfriend gave her. Huh. She’d forgotten about it. The relationship ended over a year ago and she should’ve pawned it, sold it, or simply tossed it straight into the ocean, but now the dog found it. She held the ring between two fingers and turned it in her hand, watching the three single diamonds shine brightly in the sunlight.

Words flowed into her mind. She widened her eyes as she stared into the amber-gold irises beside her, studying her with interest.

I smelled a man’s scent. Why do you still have the ring? You should get rid of it.

Where were these words coming from? They weren’t hers. It sounded like the dog was talking to her but nooo…the dog couldn’t talk to her, could it? It wasn’t a dog version of Mr. Ed. What made her think the dog could talk? Dogs don’t talk. Was she out of her mind? Boy, she was losing it.

The dog snorted and huffed, turning his head side to side disturbed by something. He growled, snorted and the strange voice flowed through her mind again.

I don’t want you with other men. You’re mine.

“Who’s talking to me?” She looked over at the dog. Wow. She was ready for the funny farm, all right. This dog couldn’t be speaking to her. He didn’t even move his lips.

Wriggling her left arm behind her, she silently but swiftly unlocked the door. Leaning over, she threw it wide open, trying to escape from the car and from the dog. Instead, she got tangled up under the steering wheel and her body fell backward in the process. The dog landed, partly on top of her, jumped across her body, licked her cheek, and pounced out the door as she screamed.

She turned in her seat and looked at the formidable, furry being staring at her through the open doorway. “Oh God.” Her raspy breathing struggled and strained to return to its steady, normal cadence.

She grabbed the large-sized collar from the passenger seat and held it in front of him. As if understanding her intention, he lowered his head and pushed it through the semi-open loop and she clicked the collar in place…or at least she tried to. Incredibly, it didn’t fit. Adjusting it to the maximum length possible, she placed it around his neck again. This time it snapped into place.

She took several deep breaths and willed her heartbeat to slow down but, even so, she remained fearful. He was massive in size and somewhat frightening because of it. She realized he’d done nothing to hurt her. Yet… Her heart skipped a beat. She stared at him, running through possible scenarios in her mind, wondering what to do. Thoughts and images suddenly flooded her mind.

Maybe you were imagining it, thinking the dog was talking to you.

That’s funny. She didn’t think it but hmmm…maybe she was. The words continued. Where were they coming from and who was talking to her?

Yes, that’s it—you felt guilty over still having the ring and remembered you needed to dispose of it. Then, to assuage your guilt, you started imagining talking dogs instead of getting to the truth of why you still have the ring.

Hmmm… interesting, made sense. The tone of the voice was calm and purposeful and the messages soothed her frazzled state. The dog stopped in mid-pace and sat on the ground. He seemed satisfied, pleased with something and he grinned. “Tamara, stop it,” she admonished. She shook her head and her silly notions away.

She glanced around at the cars in the parking lot and recalled why she was at the pet store in the first place. She couldn’t waste any more time conjuring up stories of talking dogs. “Geez, Tamara, really,” she muttered.

“Are you going to be good?” She eyed him and frowned. “I can’t take you into the store unless you’re well behaved.” Was she making a mistake by trusting him? Probably a big one. She unwrapped the leash and clipped it to his collar mere seconds before he tugged and pulled her out of the car.

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Michelle Callahan’s WHITE FIRE & series giveaway!

Imagine…a soldier stands before you. Tall, dark and handsome, he’s seen thousands of battles. He’s smoking hot, honorable, scarred, and has dangerous superpowers that you can barely comprehend.

But this warrior is not from your neighborhood, or even your country. He’s from another time…and another planet. He followed the enemy through a wormhole to come to Earth over seven hundred years in his past to try to save humanity.

And he needs your help. Here’s where it gets tricky. You think you’re a normal human? Well, you’re not. You’re what the Immortals call a Timewalker…you just don’t know it. And with the knowledge, and the awakening of your dormant DNA, comes power. Lots of power.

Now what? Do you have what it takes to save the world and win the heart of this Immortal warrior?

In WHITE FIRE, Emma Lawson is going to answer those questions the hard way. Keep your fingers crossed for her, because if she isn’t up to the task, Earth will fall, and life as we know it is over.

(Now, you can only imagine this scenario of you believe humans might have unknown superpowers. Well? Do you believe? What’s your superpower? Let me know in the comments below and you could win a FREE digital copy of all five books in the series, including WHITE FIRE!)

White Fire: Timewalker Chronicles (Book 5)

Ajax, The Lost King of the Immortals, sacrificed everything but his memories. After the Time Crux, the loss of his beloved Queen, and a horrifying defeat at the hands of the Triscani horde in the war on Itara, Ajax’s loyal crew played a desperate gamble…to go back in time on Earth and try to change things. But they trusted the wrong man, and Ajax has spent the last seven hundred years locked in a prison with no key. The battle approaches at long last, yet he remains weak and tortured, a prisoner to his own dark power. He didn’t simply lose to the evil Triscani…he became one of them.

The Triscani spent centuries searching for Emma Lawson’s soul. Their evil Hunters did everything they could to destroy her family’s bloodline before she was ever born. They know who she is, so they hunt her. They know the power she yields, and they fear her. They know The Lost King will do anything to save her, and they would use his love to destroy him.

But Emma is human, not Immortal. She might be dangerously attracted to the newly freed Ajax, but her first priority is saving Earth from two warring Immortal races. Ajax believed himself in love with his Queen, but the woman he remembers no longer exists. This Timewalker will defy destiny, and she’s not going to play by anyone’s rules but her own.


Michele Callahan is a car-pool mom who often makes emergency trips to the store for chocolate, coffee, or a Twix candy bar. She suffers from a dangerous case of sci-fi/fantasy fever and never turns down an opportunity to sit through a Star Wars, True Blood, Attack on Titan, or Matrix marathon. Her favorite things in books; hot heroes, superpowers, freakish things that can’t be explained by modern science, and true love!

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Weird Weddings: Hitched on a Hot Tub by Linsey Hall & GC Giveaway

I love weddings. Sure, I’m in love with the love—I write romance, after all. But what about all the silly stuff that can go wrong? It’s both horrifying and hilarious. On the day of, it can be tragic. I’ve been there. But in hindsight, once viewed against the backdrop of what’s really important? The little details, and the things that go wrong, just don’t seem to matter anymore. We spend months obsessing about every aspect, but on the big day, fate just doesn’t care.  My theory? The more complex the wedding, the more stuff that can go wrong.

For example: My husband and I were married on top of the hot tub at my parent’s cabin in the Blue Ridge Mountains. To our eyes, it was the only place that looked like a stage (very classy, I know). Instead of getting married on the ground like normal people, we decided that we wanted to get hitched way up high in the sky. So my future husband built a beautiful wooden platform that we covered with white fabric and roses. There were even floating candles and a backdrop of the mountains. It was glorious – until the hot tub turned on half way through the ceremony. Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle. We’d forgotten to turn it off. No joke, a giant appliance turned on halfway through my vows.

The rest of our wedding went pretty well. There was a concussion, a minor car accident, and two people lost in the mountains in the middle of the night who had to get hotels in the next town over, but no one died, so I consider it a success.

What about you? What do you love about a wedding? Have you been to any weddings where funny things happened?

Braving Fate, Book 1 in The Mythean Arcana

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In a world of chaos, a warrior queen is reborn

Bookish academic Diana Laughton has been having terrible dreams. Dreams of battle, dreams of blood… dreams so vivid she’s living them both day and night. When demons and portents invade her quiet life, she wonders if she is going mad. Or if perhaps she’s remembering a past life she had no idea existed…

In the midst of betrayal, he must protect her

Immortal Guardian Cadan Trinovante loved and betrayed Britain’s warrior queen Boudica two millennia ago. Now he is tasked with protecting mortals whose lives affect the fate of humanity. His latest assignment is Boudica herself, reincarnated and reborn into a woman with no idea of her past or her fated future. Though in the sexy form of Diana Laughton, it’s possible Cadan has once again met his match…

Thrown together in a shadowy world that exists alongside our own, Diana and Cadan must not only fight the demonic forces that want Diana dead, but also a past and a passion that has lasted centuries. To succumb to seduction could be fatal. But as evil from the underworld unites against them, their only hope could be each other.

Soulceress (Mythean Arcana #2)   Amazon

A man desperate to save his soul

Three hundred years ago, Warren sold his soul in exchange for the safety of his people. He lives immortal and inhuman, a life in the shadows, hiding his secrets. Until now, when he finally has the chance to reclaim his soul after three centuries of suffering…

A woman forced to live as a renegade

Esha is a soulceress, an immortal who drains the magical powers of others. Shunned by everyone she meets, she’s a rogue mercenary who hunts evil for a living. The only man she cannot harm is Warren, whose secrets intrigue her and whose body sparks her desire…

An evil power that can destroy them

Esha is the only person who can help Warren reclaim his soul. But what begins as a simple quest soon becomes a deadly battle, one in which choices will be made and secrets revealed that could tear them apart. As Esha and Warren uncover their passion, they must defeat the evil forces unleashed against them before time runs out…

Rogue Soul (Mythean Arcana #3)    Amazon

It’s her last chance at freedom…

Andrasta, Celtic goddess of victory, has fled the cold, sterile wasteland of Otherworld for the steamy South American jungle. It’s only a matter of time before the vengeful gods catch and punish her – unless she can convince the man she betrayed two thousand years ago to help…

And only her enemy can save her

Born in Otherworld to the life of a god, Camulos went rogue centuries ago. He’s living on the banks of the Amazon, boxing in bare-knuckled fights. The gods believe he’s dead – until Ana finds him. Ana, the woman who gave him nothing but trouble, and the woman he could never forget…

Even the gods have secrets

Thrown together, Ana and Cam must evade the wrath of the gods and a return to the living death of Otherworld. But as they flee through the jungle – and as their passion ignites – they find themselves at the heart of an ancient secret. One that could kill them both and extinguish their souls forever…

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About Linsey Hall

Linsey Hall is the author of the Mythean Arcana, a sexy paranormal romance series. Before becoming a romance novelist, Linsey was an underwater archaeologist who studied shipwrecks in all kinds of water, from the tropics to muddy rivers (and she has a distinct preference for one over the other). Her books draw upon her love of history, travel, and the paranormal elements that she can’t help but include. Several of her books may or may not feature her cats.
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