5 Reasons to take a Dragon down hill skiing w/ Coreene Callahan

Winter is my favorite season. Strange, maybe, but not so surprising given that four months out of every year I live in a place covered in ice and snow. You’ll never hear me complain, though. I love outdoor skating and ski slopes, snowshoe trails and pond hockey rivalries, long walks on snow covered streets too. The more snow we get, the happier I am. I guess it isn’t any wonder I spend as much time skiing each winter as I can. So in celebration of my newest release, Fury of Obsession (Dragonfury Series, book 5), I devised several ways to better my skiing experience. Keeping reading to find out what made the list this year.

5 Reasons to Take a Dragon-shifter Downhill Skiing:

  1. Forget hiring a helicopter to reach the mountain top. Ask a dragon to fly you there instead. He’ll get you to the summit in seconds, leaving you plenty of cash for après-ski cocktails in the lodge when you reach the bottom.
  1. Extra tasty hot chocolate, heated in an instant by the fire-breathing dragon at your side.
  1. Avoid perilous trails full of hidden dangerous—and collisions with pesky trees—with him flying in your wake, acting as your spotter.
  1. Less than optimal conditions? Invite a frost dragon along. He’ll whip up a snow squall in seconds to ensure you have fresh powder all day long.
  1. He’s better than a whole box of HotShots hand warmers. One exhale and your damp, chilly mittens will dry in seconds.

So there you have it. My top 5 reasons to share the slopes with a dragon-shifter this winter. For more about me and my books, visit me on Facebook, connect with me on Twitter or Email me. Anytime. I love hearing from you.

FuryOfObsession-FINAL coverDragon-warrior Venom lives in self-imposed isolation. Cursed by his toxic touch, he is deadly to anyone who has contact with him for too long. Set apart from others and hounded by intense loneliness, he craves the lasting connection he believes he cannot possess. Until a chance encounter with a sultry mortal offers a ray of hope…

Evelyn Foxe is the woman of Venom’s every desire, but she’s too busy running from the Russian mob to think about love. As she accepts Venom’s offer to help her escape her precarious situation, she’s skeptical, afraid that he’s in league with those sent to harm her. But when a biological weapon is unleashed in her hometown, Evelyn is forced to trust Venom—or risk the dangers of going it alone.

Will they survive the firestorm that rages around them? And can they pull from the ashes a love that will defy all the odds and last through the ages?

Fury of Fire

Fury of Ice

Fury of Seduction

Fury of Desire

Fury of Fate (a Dragonfury Short Story)

Fury of Obsession


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Coreene Callahan, author of the Dragonfury Novels and the Circle of Seven series, is a rabid hockey fan with a love of the great outdoors. More comfortable on a ski slope than in a shopping mall, she spends her days dreaming up and writing high-octane, action-packed paranormal romances. Visit her on the web at www.CoreeneCallahan.com   

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Why I read Romance with Roe Valentine

What do I love the best about romance novels? The happily ever after (HEA), of course! And I know that’s why many romance readers love the genre. But what is it about the HEA that keeps us reading more and more, binge-reading at times? I think it’s an unfailing hope that happily ever after’s really do exist, even if it hasn’t happened for you yet.
Also, it’s about the sweeping romance that wraps you up. And if it can begin with a big bang, that makes it all the more appealing. We love things that totally knock us off our feet, am I right? In fact, one of my favorite tropes is the “friends to lovers”, which often requires a world-shaking event to change the status quo. It never gets old! I love that explosive chemistry and the sometimes painful journey to get to that HEA. Not to suggest that a calm, eased-into romance isn’t just as powerful as the explosive kind. But that’s why we read romance, isn’t it? To feel the high emotions and then to feel the satisfaction that even after all the conflict and raw emotions, love is there, waiting.
We read romance because love is beautiful and it’s possible under any circumstances.

RoeValentine_LeftToForever_1400pxRealist Dr. Carla Harris believes that people create their own fate through hard work and careful planning. She believes in playing things safe. But, while preparing for her upcoming nuptials, she’s forced to confront the most reckless thing she’s ever done…her estranged husband, Jacob.
Idealist Jacob Moreau believes in soul mates as much as he believes in saving endangered companies. When his long lost wife reenters his life seeking a divorce, he is convinced more than ever they are meant to be together. And he will do—and lose—anything to have her again.
She thought she had her life planned to perfection. He thought they made perfect sense together.
Would marrying Jacob be the craziest thing she’s ever done, or divorcing him?


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Roe Valentine was born into the right family. Not only does the name Valentine suit her, but her grandmother, unknowingly, introduced the young Ms. Valentine to her first romance novel. She hasn’t read anything else since. She calls herself a romantic at heart and believes that love conquerors all.
The San Antonio native, who now lives in Houston, attempted to write her first contemporary romance novel when she was nineteen years old. That attempt didn’t take, but her story has a happy ending. She kept pursuing the dream until she landed her first publishing contract in 2013.
When not busy writing or reading love stories, Roe can often be found in a yoga class or chatting with friends at her favorite coffee shop. Enjoying margaritas with some girl-talk isn’t unusual for her either. For a night in, she watches reruns of her favorite TV shows and, of course, romantic comedies on her Roku, usually with a glass of wine.


“Those who live in the Glass house shouldn’t throw stones.” With a newly wed wife and a successful architect career, things are looking up for Todd Clemons. But when eccentric millionaire Thomas Glass comes to town, Todd discovers his business is more in demand than he bargained. Dangerously in demand. Forced to work for Mr. Glass against his will, Todd must complete the task at hand save himself and his new family or else this may be the last project of his life.


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I spent 24 years of my life growing up in St Louis, MO. As a child I had always found solace in creative arts. Whether it was music, drawing or writing, I was doing something creative. In grade school, I would always be caught with a book in my hand and never wanted to put one down. My inspiration for writing drew from reading coming of age novels as a child and as a pre-teen. My teachers had always commended me for reading books with such great expression and bringing characters to life when ever it was my turn to read out loud in class. When I was presented with the opportunity to write short stories for class projects I took the chance and just let my imagination do the running.

stlbooksignAs a teenager and a young adult I had moved on to writing songs and poems and had taken a break from writing stories. My short poem “I Hate My Life” a humorous story of the average teen’s everyday troubles, had received recognition from a local poem contest. After focusing on other endeavors, I re-visited my niche as a story writer. Everyday life had suddenly become a world of hidden stories for me. On one of my usual walks I had past by a construction worker who had been working on a new house for days. I would imagine that this worker was working against his will and no one realized it. From there I began to take that imagination to paper and written the novel The Glass House.

I now live in Las vegas, NV and continues writing my stories of suspense, drama, and mystery. When I’m not writing I spend my time entertaining friends and family, watching my favorite reality tv shows and exploring the world for literary inspiration. I love hearing from my readers and can be emailed at neilswilliams21@gmail.com.


Elodie Parkes’ RESCUING CADE


Thank you for inviting me to Manic Readers blog to talk about my latest release with Evernight Publishing, Rescuing Cade.

Rescuing Cade

Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.

Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.

Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.

The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?

An erotic romance with a sprinkle of vanilla BDSM

Read an excerpt: PG rated

Cade took his time drinking his coffee on Saturday morning. He wanted to go out to the street market and call into the coffee shop to buy fresh grounds, but he knew the reminder of being with Marissa there the weekend before would hurt. He drove there and parked in the big flat lot at one end of the High Street. Thoughts of Marissa teased him as he sat for a moment in his car and assessed his feelings. She’d touched his heart and he knew it. He sighed and thrust away the idea of calling into her place on the journey home from the market. She doesn’t want me.

He turned up the collar of his leather jacket against the cool breeze, and after checking he’d locked his car, since his thoughts drifted time and again to Marissa’s lovely face, he stalked off up the street. He avoided the market stalls he and Marissa had stopped at the week before, making straight for the farmers’ market section, where he bought two different kinds of apples and a couple of large potatoes he knew could be put in the oven and baked without him having to hassle around.

When he entered the coffee shop he kept his face turned from the café end and ordered his usual Italian roast grounds, but then, longing to recall Marissa as she gazed at him over the table they shared the Saturday before, he glanced around—and there she was.

She stared at him from a table in the middle of the café.

Cade blinked to make sure he wasn’t just imagining she was there. He paid for his coffee order, and drawn to Marissa’s table as if by some invisible thread, Cade quickly walked over there.

“Marissa, it’s so good to see you. I hoped you’d call me. May I sit with you?” He croaked out the words as his heart flipped about and the urge to pick her up, crush her to his body, and devastate her with a kiss scared him with its ferocity.

She didn’t speak, only nodded an assent at him.

Cade dragged out a chair and dropped his shopping to the floor. He sat down close to Marissa, but still facing her.

She turned her coffee cup around and around in the saucer. Her gaze riveted on the coffee in there.

She wasn’t wearing makeup. Her face was pale and her cloud of brown hair wisped around her heart-shaped face.

Cade smiled noticing for the first time a faded splatter of freckles across her nose. The tremble in her fingers, didn’t escape Cade’s hungry observation. She’s nervous. Is that because she likes me or thinks I’ll make a scene and wishes I’d leave? He reached out and clasped her fingers in his.

Her coffee cup clattered a little in the saucer.

Copyright Elodie Parkes, Evernight Publishing 2015


 What’s the background to the story, Rescuing Cade?

I was asked to write a story for an erotic romance anthology. Almost immediately I had my character, Cade, form in my head and a love story for him, but then I was informed the anthology would be BDSM. I thought I’d have trouble with the genre, but the editor of the proposed anthology said, ‘give it a go’. I began to adapt the love story in my mind for the character Cade, thinking I’d have to consider the plot for a short time, but only a few days later the anthology was cancelled. By then Cade was so real to me and a story with a sprinkle of the genre, BDSM, was firmly in my mind, so I wrote it.

The story is much longer than I originally thought it might be, especially when it was going to be for an anthology, and the romance conflict arc is now about both Cade and my heroine, Marissa. As usual, I fell in love with my characters and couldn’t stop writing until they reached their HEA.

I did a little research for this story because I didn’t know much about the type of club Jack, Cade’s friend, takes him to. Once I no longer needed to place emphasis on dominance and submission, the story unfolded easily, interweaving with the original love story I had for Cade when he first began whispering in my ear.

With scorching hot love scenes, tender moments, a dash of angst and a splash of humor this is Cade’s journey to love again.

I hope readers enjoy it.


About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Evernight Siren Hot Ink Press Eternal Press Secret Cravings Ra Jones Anthologies Side Street Cookie Publishing

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Sarah Title on Bouncing Back & SNOWED IN

Is it too much of a bummer to talk about breakups? What if I promise you that, like all good romance novels, this one has a happy ending?

I’m not going to talk about the happy ending, though. I’m going to talk about getting dumped. I’m talking about getting dumped over the phone. Or worse, over text. Or worse, when you fly home from grad school to visit your boyfriend, and fly home with an ex-boyfriend. Or even worse, when you’re supposed to be enjoying some post-coital cuddling…and then he turns on the television.

Authors can be cruel. We put our characters through a lot – trauma, mishaps, embarrassment, heartache. The great thing about writing romance, though, is that I get to make it all OK in the end. So, yes, I did give my heroine, Maureen, a truly cringe-worthy end to her two-year relationship. But don’t worry, gentle readers. I made up for it. I made up for it with a hot guy in a leather jacket who kisses like a god and takes care of his elderly neighbor. And then I gave her a snowstorm, so she’d have to get snowed in with him…

Who said authors are cruel?

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Snowed In: A Southern Comfort Novella

There’s nothing like a hot kiss on a cold day…

Librarian Maureen O’Connell might have predicted she’d find herself crying into the ice cream case at the supermarket after a bad breakup—but she definitely never imagined that a guy hot enough to melt the Rocky Road would flirt with her right there in the freezer aisle. Only Gavin Fraser isn’t a fantasy, he’s a mouth-watering new flavor…

When a freak snowstorm strands Maureen at Gavin’s after just one date, it’s a perfect excuse for something a lot steamier than hot chocolate in front of the fire. It’s definitely lust. Can it also be love?



By day, Sarah Title is a (sort of) mild-mannered librarian in West Virginia, and by night, she writes funny, steamy, comfort reads. Her first book, KENTUCKY HOOME, was released by eKensington in April 2013, and she has released another book, HOME SWEET HOME, and two novellas, “Kentucky Christmas” and “Snowed In,” with eKensington (now Lyrical). She also contributed to the anthology, DELICIOUS, with Lori Foster and Lucy Monroe. Her newest book, TWO FAMILY HOME, will be released by Lyrical Press in August 2015. Find her on the internet, where she talks mostly about her dog: http://www.sarahtitle.com/ Sarah is represented by Louise Fury with the Bent Agency.

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5 Surprising facts about CINDERELLA AND THE GHOST


  1. Cinderella is my favorite fairy tale! I remember being Cinderella for Halloween one year—and I’ve always loved the Disney animated version. Then, when I was a teenager, I saw the film “Somewhere in Time”. I was so enchanted by it that I knew I’d write a retelling of the Cinderella fairy tale someday using a portrait and time-travel.
  2. The idea of time travel and the possibility of reincarnation have always fascinated me. I used to be a hair stylist and one day a client I was working on claimed to be a psychic. She told me that I was a passenger on the Titanic in a past life. “It’s why you’re drawn to that era,” she said. Freaky, right?! I don’t know if I bought into the idea one hundred percent, but being a passenger on the Titanic explains my aversion to cold water!
  3. While I was writing CINDERELLA AND THE GHOST, I came across some interesting facts about the Cinderella fairy tale. Fact #1: There are hundreds of story versions of Cinderella. Her name in many of these versions are so odd! They include Yeh-Shen, Tattercoats, Cinder Maid, Ashputtel, Katie the Woodencloak, and Vasilissa. Fact #2: There are exactly 47 movie versions of Cinderella. The stand outs for me include Rodgers and Hammerstein’s 1997 television film starring Whitney Houston, “Ever After” with Drew Barrymore, “Ella Enchanted” the wacky musical starring Anne Hathaway, and of course my favorite…the Disney version. On a personal note, I cannot wait for Disney’s live-action film coming out in March!! Fact #3: Two, different literary versions of Cinderella claim to be the original story. Charles Perrault’s “The Little Glass Slipper” and the classic Brothers Grimm tale. Which one do you think is the original?
  4. The cover for CINDERELLA AND THE GHOST is my favorite yet!! I think it embodies the Gothic essence of the book—and I’m thrilled a painting is included on it. I’ve gotten phenomenal feedback on this cover because readers think the model looks so much like Jean-Daniel Girard. My publisher definitely got Jean-Daniel’s eyes right. Oh my goodness. Is he staring at me? I’m blushing.
  5. I’ve set CINDERELLA AND THE GHOST in France since it’s one European country I’ve actually visited. I remember winding through its country roads only to envision Château de Maincy nestled in a wooded area. Maybe I’ll get to visit other countries and gain inspiration for more books. Where have you traveled?

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A Dangerous Attraction

When her demanding stepmother died, Ella Benoit knew just how far their fortunes had fallen, unlike her spoiled stepsisters. So she never expected the bequest from her late father. A chateau in France and the freedom to live her own life, all at once!

The chateau has seen better days, but Ella knows she can put the ruined house to rights. The life-size portrait of its first owner, Jean-Daniel Girard, seems to watch her work with approval, even pleasure. With bright blue eyes, strong features, and an athlete’s body, the viscount is a tempting sight even now, more than three hundred years after his tragic death. But the more she looks at the portrait, the more convinced Ella is that she’s met Jean-Daniel before. In another life, perhaps—or maybe, as the form who haunts the halls at night, invading Ella’s dreams…




Although Marina Myles lives under the sunny skies of Arizona, she would reside in a historic manor house in foggy England if she had her way. Her love of books began as soon as she read her first fairy tale, and grew by leaps and bounds when she discovered Nancy Drew/Agatha Christie mysteries and rich, historical romances.

Dreaming of becoming a published author, she wrote her first ‘gothic’ story at age eleven. She went on to study creative writing at Southern Methodist University- where she received degrees in Communications and English Literature. During her time in Dallas, she had the unique experience of being a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader.

Now with her loyal Maltese close by, she relishes the hours she gets to escape into worlds filled with tortured heroes, strong heroines, and their fiery-but not easily attained-love affairs. She’s busy being a wife (to her Italian-born husband) and a mother (to her two beautiful daughters), but she is never too busy to hear from her amazing readers.

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Joy Avery & CUPID’S ERROR w/ giveaway


Contest Giveaway: Author is offering one winner a Cupid’s Error Goodie Package. Enter contest below

Author: Joy Avery

Publication Date: January 19, 2015

Genre: Contemporary Romance
Paperback: 96 pages
ISBN-10: 1507679599
ISBN-13: 978-1507679593
Age Group For Your Book 18+



Joy Avery is the author of the novels Smoke in the Citi, His Until Sunrise: an Indigo Falls romance, and Cupid’s Error: a novella. She is a North Carolina native with a passion for penning contemporary romances.

When not crafting love stories, she enjoys reading, cake decorating, and spending time with her family—which includes a husband, a child, and two dogs.
Joy is a member of Romance Writers of America and Heart of Carolina Romance Writers.



Staffing agency owner Danica James is determined not to spend another Valentine’s Day alone. But purchasing a man for the evening? Out of the question. Then her best friend intervenes—gifting her a night of dinner and dancing with a Cupid’s Arrow escort. What could be the harm? Though Cupid’s Arrow is known for matches made in heaven, she’s not looking for a love connection. Then she meets her Cupid’s Fellow and everything changes.

Business mogul Weston Henshaw doesn’t need Cupid’s Arrow to get a Valentine’s Day companion, but Cupid’s Arrow needs him. Seems his sister’s charity event has done far better than anticipated. Only problem…a shortage of eligible bachelors to pamper all of the lonely hearts. When he agrees to be bait for an evening, he never imagines meeting the one woman who makes him wish the night would never end.
An error by Cupid’s places Danica and Weston on a road to destiny, but will they maintain the course?


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Cathy Spencer asks . . . What’s the price of “having it all”?

There’s a song Peggy Lee made popular in 1962 that celebrates the power of women called “I’m a Woman.” Here are the opening lyrics:

Well, I can wash out
Forty-four pairs of socks
And have them on the line
You know, I can starch
And iron two dozen shirts
Before you can count
From one to nine

Well, I can scoop up
A great big dipper
Full of lard from
A drippins can

Throw it in the skillet
Do my shopping and be back
Before it melts in the pan

You’ll notice that a woman’s worth was determined by her prowess with the household chores back then, but this attitude began to change with the start of the Women’s Liberation Movement in the late 1960’s. The movement celebrated the power of the sisterhood and demanded things like equal pay for equal work and political representation.

The feminist movement has made significant strides since 1962. Now women are being told that they can have it all. They can have a powerhouse career, just like men, without having to sacrifice family life. In the last few years, however, there’s been talk about the toll this attitude takes on our emotional and physical well-being. Women who strive to reach the pinnacle of their professions while trying to be perfect moms and wives are becoming exhausted and stressed.

The underlying theme of my contemporary romantic comedy, The Dating Do-Over, is women with different attitudes toward what they want from life. The heroine is Viv Nowak, an elementary school teacher with a sympathetic heart and abominable taste in men. She expects an engagement ring when her live-in lover of six years lands a terrific job in a new city. Instead, she gets dumped . . . on Valentine’s Day.

Do-Over revised ebook Even as a child, Viv had always mothered someone. What she wants most in life is to get married, have babies, and stay home to raise them. Her two best friends are a fiercely independent single mom/teacher, and a real estate banker who puts her career before her love life. The banker thinks that Viv is a feminist throwback, but she’s wrong. If there’s one thing that the feminist movement has done for women, it has given us choices. Maybe not as many as men currently have, because women are still logging more hours at work and at home than their mates. And not that there aren’t consequences for the choices we make, because it takes a load of hard work and stamina to be a success at anything. But if women support the choices their sisters make and acknowledge that there is no one true path to happiness, we empower ourselves and gain a freedom that we’ve never had before.

About the Author

C Spencer print copyCanadian author Cathy Spencer writes the award-winning Anna Nolan cozy mystery series, as well as regencies and contemporary romance. She loves thinking outside the box and the sheer craftsmanship of writing, and plans to keep doing it until they drag the keyboard out of her cold, dead fingers.

Connect with Cathy at her website (http://cmspencer.blogspot.ca), on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/CathySpencerAuthor), and at her Goodreads Author’s Page (https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6560999.Cathy_Spencer) where she takes questions from readers. She’d love to hear from you!

What’s the most romantic thing that ever happened to you?”

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Cathy’s running a contest to celebrate Valentine’s Day. All you have to do to enter is submit a brief paragraph about the most romantic thing that ever happened to you. The first prize is an autographed romance novel (either The Dating Do-Over or The Affairs of Harriet Walters, Spinster) plus Rheo Thompson Candies Mint Chocolate Smoothies (approximate value $25). The contest finishes this Friday, February 13, so click on this link right away to enter: http://cmspencer.blogspot.ca/2015/01/another-first-prize-for-my-valentines.html. And don’t forget to come back on Valentine’s Day to read the top 3 stories!

SPEEDING TOWARD LOVE & giveaway with Nancy Naigle

Do you believe in destiny? Or do you believe that two people meeting and feeling that special spark is just coincidence…or luck…or that crazy thing called lust?

Some gals have a punch list of criteria for the perfect mate, others might use a professional matchmaker or an online site, or trust their best friends to hook them up with Mr. Right.

It can be exhausting. But then you hear the stories about couples that knew the moment they laid eyes on each other across a crowded room that they knew that was it. They met…and they are still together and blissfully happy.

What if you meet your special someone in a less than perfect situation? Do you think if two people are destined for love that it will work out no matter what?
Who knows? Maybe. Something like that happens in the sixth book in the Adams Grove series, Barbecue and Bad News.

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Advice-columnist Savannah Dey is headed back to her hometown for her ex-husband’s wedding. It’s the last place she wants to be, but in order to keep tongues from wagging, she needs to make an appearance. That’s the problem with small towns like her hometown. If people don’t have the facts, they’ll make up a story to fill the gaps. She’d rather make sure they got their information about her straight. Years ago, she’d learned just how hurtful the wrong information can be. That’s what’s kept her from home so long.

Just as Savannah gets close to the Carolina border, she gets pulled for going just seven miles over the speed limit. Seriously? And even though the handsome sheriff gives her a break and not a ticket, she holds a grudge. At least that’s what she calls it because every time she’s near him she gets spun up.

She’s determined to stay out of his way, but that proves a lot easier said than done.

Join Savannah and Sheriff Scott in Adams Grove…where the barbecue isn’t the only thing sizzling.

Welcome to Adams Grove…where the barbecue isn’t the only thing that sizzles.

In no rush to attend her ex-husband’s wedding, Savannah Dey would be happy with any reason to get out of it…which is why the speeding ticket from the handsome sheriff of Adams Grove is both a surprise and a reprieve. With one quick call to her editor, the aspiring columnist finds herself with a new assignment and the perfect excuse to get closer to the man who pulled her over. Now, all she needs is a way to deal with all the bad memories the small town dredges up…

Sheriff Scott Calvin can’t forget the woman who set off his radar, but he’s determined to send her on her way. He’s done making bad choices, and this beautiful city gal is sure to leave Adams Grove once she finishes her story. When she stirs up a hornet’s nest, he’s already falling for her. Will trouble bind them together, or will her secrets tear them apart?

Nancy’s giving away an ecopy of  Barbecue and Bad News to one (1) lucky commenter. BBQ, a Southern staple & cause for much debate. How do you like your BBQ, mustard or tomato base? Seasoning rub & slow cooked? Sauce or no? Do you have a favorite BBQ joint? Share with us & you’re entered!

Naigle_AuthorPhotoUSA Today bestselling author Nancy Naigle whips up small-town love stories with a dash of suspense and a whole lot of heart. She began her contemporary romance series, Adams Grove, while juggling a successful career in finance and life on a seventy-six-acre goat farm. Now happily retired, she devotes her time to writing, antiquing, cooking, and the occasional spa day with friends. A native of Virginia Beach, she now calls North Carolina home.

Barbecue and Bad News is the sixth book in her popular Adams Grove series.
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Love stories from the crossroad of small town and suspense.

Jeanetta Britt’s LIVING IN THE SEVENTH DAY Blast & giveaway

Author is giving away 2 Free E- books 
and 2 Free signed paperbacks. Enter contest below.

Living in the Seventh Day

Author: Jeanetta Britt

Genre: Christian Fiction

Publisher: Twelve Stones Publishing LLC (September 30, 2014)

ISBN-10: 069-2300503

ISBN-13: 978-0692300503

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Jasmine, Leeza, and Cristal are thrown together by a chance meeting at the Atlanta Airport during Hurricane Allee. Under normal circumstances, these three diverse women wouldn’t have said word-one to each other. By all appearances, they have absolutely nothing in common. But during the long layover caused by the killer storm, they’re forced to set aside their differences–at least for the moment–and form a lasting connection. Going their separate ways, it’s not long before their own well-ordered plans spiral out of control. Will their lives be blown away like their broken dreams and the six-day reign of Hurricane Allee, or will they be able to help each other find the faith and courage to let go and begin again…Living in the Seventh Day?

Bestselling author and award-winning poet, Jeanetta Britt, graduated with honors from Fisk University and The University of Michigan. She completed a successful executive career in Dallas, Texas, before returning to her native Alabama to live and to write. “My faith in Jesus Christ means more to me than anything, and it has proven to be the most valuable asset in my life,” she says. “That’s why I write Christian Fiction novels and Gospel poetry…to share the love!” Jeanetta’s novels are also filled with juicy drama and edgy suspense–exciting the senses while inspiring the soul. She also writes inspirational poetry.
In addition to being a sought-after encourager for youth and adults, alike, Jeanetta is also an avid gardener and community advocate. She founded Twelve Stones CDC—a non-profit organization that operates two community gardens in rural Alabama. “We provide free, fresh food for our community and an opportunity for our youth and senior citizens to form vital intergenerational bonds–and get some free exercise, companionship and sunshine, too.” She smiles. “No rules—just love!”


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History isn’t Boring (and other things I’ve discovered since I started writing romances) w/ Jane Goodger

Let’s be honest, few of us read historical romances for a history lesson. I was never a history buff, but I loved learning how people lived. You don’t get that in text books. What you get is political leaders, wars, battles, laws, major events—I’m starting to fall asleep just looking at that list! A great historical book brings to life another time and place, whether it’s a romance or not.

I’ve discovered so many fun and fascinating things about how people lived in the past that often either inspire entire books or at least influence my story. One recent example: I discovered a pamphlet titled, A Gentleman’s Companion. I was researching what New York City was like during the 1870s and the pamphlet popped up on a Google search. Basically, it’s a guide to brothels in New York, with very nice descriptions of the establishments and the type of girls who work there. The preface warns unsuspecting men away from said establishments, then goes on in pretty great detail about what they offer (in polite and hidden terms, of course). After reading that, I had to include it (and did in my next release, Behind a Lady’s Smile due out in August).

I’ve discovered horrible things, too, during my research, like the fact that babies born to unwed mothers in the second half of the 19th century were often abused, sold, or left to die in so-called foundling homes dubbed “Baby Farms.” History isn’t always pretty, but it can be interesting.

Hope I don’t sound too geeky, but when I read that it was considered impolite to go potty on the train while at a train station—because it all went on the tracks back then—I was thrilled. And horrified. And surprised. I could only imagine sitting on the toilet as the speeding tracks went by, cool breeze hitting one’s exposed parts… See what I mean? That’s something useful to know (at least to me).

In my latest release THE SPINSTER BRIDE, I had a blast looking at the hats women wore and an idea for “the hat incident” was born. You’ll see what I mean…

Thanks for reading!

Jane Goodger

The Spinster Bride.Goodger



Mr. Charles Norris needs help finding a wife…

For he has the unfortunate habit of falling for each Season’s loveliest debutante, only to have his heart broken when she weds another. Surely Lady Marjorie Penwhistle can help him. She’s sensible, clever, knows the ton, and must marry a peer, which he is not. Since she’s decidedly out of his reach, Charles is free to enjoy her refreshing honesty—and her unexpectedly enticing kisses…

Lady Marjorie Penwhistle doesn’t want a husband…

At least not the titled-but-unbearable suitors her mother is determined she wed. She’d rather stay unmarried and look after her eccentric brother. Still, advising Mr. Norris is a most exciting secret diversion. After all, how hard will it be to match-make someone so forthright, honorable, and downright handsome? It’s not as if she’s in danger of finding Charles all-too-irresistible herself…

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The award-winning author of more than 15 historical romances, Jane Goodger lives in Rhode Island with her family, juggling three kids, a full-time job, a writing career, and a business. She’s gotten pretty good at juggling. In her free time (bwahaha) Jane likes to read, shop, and once in a great while cook a decent meal.

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S.G. Redling’s OURSELVES Excerpt

ourselvescoverS.G. Redling burst onto the scene with Flowertown, a high-octane conspiracy thriller that earned her fans around the globe and was followed by bestsellers including the space adventure Damocles and techno-thrillers The Widow File and Redemption Key. In her latest novel, Redling charts new territory – and puts a fascinating new twist on vampire lore – in telling the story of the Nahan, a human race who live among, but are startlingly different from, “common” humans. OURSELVES (47North; January 27, 2015) is our first peek into this hidden world, a world the Nahan have protected by cultivating the myths of fanged, bloodsucking monsters that haunt legends.

The Nahan have always been among us: working in our offices, attending our schools, living next door. Polite but private, they are also efficient and extremely protective. Young Tomas lives a sheltered life in the Nahan community, his future secured by the long arm of the Council that protects their people throughout the world. But when he meets Stell, a wild, beautiful girl outcast from a Nahan cult, they ignite in each other a desire for a different path.

Soon, Tomas is training with the elite and bizarre order of Storytellers, while Stell uncovers her own skills as an assassin. When they unearth corruption within the Council and a dangerous plot that has already cost one young Storyteller his sanity, they must test their new skills and, teaming up with other young Nahan, challenge the most powerful organization in their world. 

Darkly sensual and remarkably detailed,
OURSELVES introduces readers to the compelling, sensual, and imaginative world of the Nahan, a secret society hiding in plain sight.

Excerpted from OURSELVES by S.G. Redling. Copyright 2015. Published By 47North. Used by permission of the publisher. Not for reprint without permission.


Nahan Da Li

Nahan da li: literally, Are you Nahan? A traditional welcome, a friendly greeting, affectionate.

Stell knew there was something wrong with her. Something dark lived inside of her. She didn’t know what it was or how the others could see it. She might not even have known about it herself if she didn’t see it in the eyes of the congregation and feel it in the fists of her uncle. When she was little, she used to look for it in the ribbons of blood that poured from her body when the ritual knives cut into her.

Now she knew better.

Whatever was wrong with her couldn’t be cut out like a splinter underneath her skin. Whatever was wrong with her was wrong to the bone.

Since she couldn’t cut it out or pray it out, Stell took herself and her darkness out of the compound at every opportunity. She’d climb through the hole in the wall behind her bed, crawl through the forsythia, and run hard and fast up the steep western side of Calstow Mountain. She’d run like someone chased her although she knew the congregation wouldn’t miss her. Her classmates wouldn’t. Stell drew the wrath of Uncle Rom like a magnet to a lodestone and everyone gave Stell a wide berth.

She thought maybe her mother missed her when she took off into the woods of Calstow Mountain. She thought maybe Malbette might worry about her daughter alone in the darkness of the mountain forests, might wonder if her child was safe and unharmed running through streams and climbing trees, sleeping under the stars and waking in beds of pine needles day after day. She thought her mother might miss her but Malbette’s eyes had a distance in them that was impossible to read so Stell didn’t think about her mother much.

After all, Stell wasn’t a kid anymore. She had to be at least twenty by now. Maybe closer to twenty-five.

Nobody ever told Stell how old she was. Nobody ever told Stell anything except to shut up and to repent and to pray. Nobody cared whether or not she could read. (She could but she hated to.) The teachers didn’t care that Stell never looked at the maps or listened to the Traditions or that she learned her numbers quickly. Stell never asked questions and nobody noticed or cared.

When she was little, before she knew better, she’d ask questions.

She’d asked why she had to pray so hard, why she had to bleed into the bowls in the filthy church room. She’d stomped her foot and cried and clung to her silent mother as the two of them were led to Uncle Rom’s waiting ritual chamber to be cut and bled before the pale faces of the congregation.

Uncle Rom had answered those questions with snarls and threats and long recitations of Tradition but those weren’t the questions that silenced Stell. Malbette had done that.

Stell had asked about her father.

She didn’t know how old she was when she’d asked but since she hadn’t been tall enough to look out the window, Stell figured she’d been pretty young. Young enough to press her luck. Stell had demanded her mother tell her why she didn’t have a father like the other kids in the compound. Stell had shouted and pled, whined and wept, badgering Malbette to tell her who father was and why he wasn’t with them and why nobody would tell her anything about him.

Malbette hadn’t answered her. Instead, she ignored her daughter’s dirty, grasping hands and settled into the only chair in the small shack they called home. She folded her hands in her lap, stared into the grimy wood of the near wall, and fell silent. At first Stell had raged as small children do. She cried and pulled but Malbette wouldn’t move. She climbed into her mother’s lap but the larger hands made no move to comfort her. And finally Stell got quiet too. She curled up on the floor beside her mother’s chair, thumb tucked securely in her mouth, her cheeks pressed into the scratchy wool of her mother’s skirts.

They sat that way for three days.

When Malbette rose from the chair on the third day, smoothing her skirts, and walking off as if nothing unusual had happened, Stell wiped at the tears and spit and snot that had dried on her face. She headed into her room, pulled the cot away from the wall, and kicked at the loose board behind it. She crawled through that hole and ran up to the mountain.

On Calstow Mountain it didn’t matter what was wrong with Stell. Whatever darkness she had inside her didn’t bother the raccoons or opossum or hawks. The wild turkeys kept their distance but the streams and poplars didn’t mind her. The only ones that screamed at her were the blue jays and they screamed at everything. They even screamed at the common.

Stell loved those moments when she heard something crashing through the brush louder than any forest creature would. Birds would fly and Stell would climb as fast as she could up into the nearest tree, folding into herself and being as silent as an owl so she could watch and listen to the strangely dressed, heavily burdened common making their way along the forest trails. She listened to their voices; their English sounded so different from hers, no trace of a Nahan accent at all. And sometimes if she really stared at one of them, if she really focused on one particular part of one particular common, that common would freeze. Stell would bite her lip, trying not to giggle as they scanned the forest around them, some ancient instinct alerting them to a danger they couldn’t see.

Stell didn’t know why they would fear her but she loved it when that happened.

Maybe that had something to do with the darkness within her.

She didn’t care. The common would go and Stell would climb down and the mountain would be hers again. It was hers today and Stell lay in her favorite spot, a thick blanket of moss between the creek bed and a thicket of blackberry bushes. Summer had only just started warming up the mountain and it would be weeks until the blackberries appeared but Stell had peeled off her gray, woolen dress as she always did once the snow melted. She’d tossed the hated garment into the poplar branches and sprawled out along the chilly moss.

The canopy overheard hadn’t thickened fully yet and the sun warmed her pale skin. Bits of mud flaked off her body as she stretched long. She must have fallen asleep because she didn’t hear the rattling of the blackberry branches or the swearing until it was too late to hide. Stell leapt to her feet, blinking away the sleep, as the branches closed together, catching the skin of a young man who pulled at the thorns.

They stared at each other. Stell knew her eyes and mouth were as wide open as his.

He was Nahan. She could see it and smell it and feel it.

And he was beautiful.

Nahan da li?” she asked, smiling at this wondrous site before her.

He looked nothing like the congregation. His clothes weren’t drab and rough. His skin shone with a health she had never seen. And most wondrous of all? His surprised gape turned into a smile.

“What? Oh yeah, yeah.” He nodded but Stell didn’t think he blinked. “I’m Nahan. I’m…I’m…I’m Thomas. Tomas. Tomas is my real, you know, my real name, um, that we, you know, use here because my grandparents…that’s my name when I’m here. I mean it’s my name but I use Thomas when I’m home but here I use, you know, my name. Tomas.”

Stell watched the words pour out of his beautiful mouth. She wanted to touch the shadows of pink that rose on his pale cheeks as he talked and talked. He said more to her in that minute than anyone had said to Stell in months.

“I’m Stell, ” she said but he seemed to want more. “All the time. I’m only ever Stell.”

The pink on his cheeks settled into a glorious rose shade that matched the lower lip he licked. His teeth shone white as he bit into it and Stell couldn’t think of a single reason to ever look at anything else again. She watched his mouth move and waited for more words.

“Why are you naked?”

“My dress is in the tree.”

“Do you want me to get it down?”







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S. G. Redling hosted a morning radio program for fifteen years before turning to writing. A graduate of Georgetown University, she was a finalist in the 2011 Esquire Short Short Fiction Contest. She is the author of The Widow File, Redemption Key, Damocles, Flowertown, and Braid: Three Twisted Stories. She currently resides in her home state of West Virginia.



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