An interview with Renee Bagby

Kristar-200x300What is your favorite part of writing?
My favorite part of writing has to be creating the characters and the worlds they inhabit. It’s fun for me to imagine scenarios and how people would react when tossed into those scenarios. I try to keep the stories grounded in realism even while I’m going off on a high fantasy tangent.

For instance, a black heroine who is tossed across dimensions to a medieval-esque place where dragons exist still has to worry about taming her hair and keeping it from resembling a giant knot on top of her head. That’s something most readers can relate to and that’s what draws them into the world and the story. My goal is to make my readers believe so they have a vested interest in the outcome of the story.

What is your least favorite part of writing?
I’m sure most authors say editing. Edits don’t bother me that much. It’s always nerve-wracking to open the email and see what the editor has to say. Once I get over that initial anxiety, the rest is smooth sailing. The editor wants my book to be better and so do I. Nothing said is meant to be hurtful and I would rather an editor say it than a reader in a review.

No, I would have to say my least favorite part of writing is trying to get the words to match the pictures in my head. I imagine books as movies. Whole scenes complete with background music and special effects play out in my mind but it’s really hard and frustrating to translate that to the page. My life would be so much easier if I’d had an aptitude for drawing. I could have gotten into doing graphic novels. But I’m a wordsmith, which means trying to find the right words to describe everything my imagination cooks up.

How has your experience with self-publishing been?
I enjoyed it. Self-publishing is a LOT of work. Tons. I have several programs that help lessen the burden but there is still a lot of time involved and research. Just doing the currency conversions for all the other countries is enough to make me want to cry, but I persevere and get it done.

While I only have one title self-published at the moment, I plan to have many, many more. That one title hasn’t put me on the bestsellers list but I have dozens of titles in my to-be-written pile that might just do it. It’s a matter of getting them written and getting them out there.

How likely are people you meet to end up in your next book?
That is wholly dependent on the person I meet and how interesting they are. My husband has a friend and coworker who has inspired a few book scenarios with all of her real life stories. I even told her I was using them as book fodder and she was happy that I wanted to. My writing buddy and sounding board Stephanie Burke has a childhood I will mine for character backstory of a title I plan to write in the near future. Sometimes I meet people with interesting names I make note of to use for future characters. But mostly my characters are just made up.

Do you write under a pen name?   Why or why not?
– I do write under my real name and a pen name—Zenobia Renquist. To explain my pen name, I have to first explain what I write under my real name. As D. Renee Bagby, I write in my Multiverse—a set of seven unique alter-Earth universes with set rules that sometimes crossover. But, me being me, I started coming up with stories that didn’t fit those seven universes.

I didn’t want to butcher the stories to make them fit so I decided to write them but under a different name so readers wouldn’t be confused as to whether or not they were Multiverse titles. Hence Zenobia Renquist was born. Zen is my holding name for all the wacky and off-the-wall plots I come up in a wide range of genres from Contemporary Romance to Paranormal/Fantasy Romance to hot-as-hell Erotica in both the Contemporary and Paranormal genres.

As well, my Zen titles tend towards novella length while my Renee titles are usually novel length. Thus I have more Zen titles than Renee titles because the Zen titles don’t take as long to write.

Please tell my readers a little bit about your book.
Kristar is the sequel to Serenity and the second title in the Gezane Universe—an alter-Earth reality where a demon-like species known as bhresya exist alongside humans and magic is commonplace. Readers met Chigaru, the hero of Kristar, in Serenity as the queen’s captain of the guard. I had a ton of fun writing him and several readers were very upset he didn’t end up with Serenity. I knew when I first wrote Chigaru that he would get his own story and Kristar is it.

Kristar crosses from Plain Sight Universe to Gezane Universe. Eris, a book now no longer available for purchase but I plan to rerelease in the near future, is set in the Plain Sight Universe and Yolette from Favored Dragon’s Release is from Plain Sight Universe as well. Though I have several heroines from Plain Sight, I still don’t feel as if I’ve introduced it properly but I’ll get to that soon.

Kristar Blurb:

Chigaru is captain of the guard and he loves his queen more than he should. He is loyal to the royal family but knows his desire for one he cannot have is an issue. He needs a woman who will distract him before he commits treason.

Kitty is a classically trained dancer turned stripper. Her life is perfect except for the shadows of her past catching up with her. She needs to get away before she becomes a prisoner of her destiny.

Five years ago, Silny enacted a plan to regain her lost memories. The last piece of the puzzle is Kitty, and Chigaru is the only one who can cross dimensions to retrieve her. Kitty is not right for his world. Chigaru is not what she expected. They are soul mates, but knowing that might not be enough to overlook their pasts for a future together.

Kristar Buy Links:

Siren-Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/kristar

iBooks – https://itunes.apple.com/book/kristar/id797108929

Kindle & Print – http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00HQ0IOPA/

Kobo – https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/kristar

Nook & Print – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kristar-d-renee-bagby/1118197749?ean=9781627408349

Kristar First Chapter Online:

http://drb1stchp.com/2013/12/kristar-by-d-renee-bagby/

 

Kristar Excerpt:

Melchior said, “We have never met. What concern is it of yours if I acknowledged the bond or not?”

“She wanted me,” Chigaru said with a slow nod. He met Kitty’s gaze. “Silny needed Kitty to regain her past. Kitty resided in an alternate version of Gezane, a place Silny could not reach. As Kitty’s true mate, the path was open to me.”

Silny said, “Hell Hound Chigaru would have never left Queen Serenity’s side so long as the possibility remained she would one day turn to him. The red cord of love binds them. Even now I see it between them.”

Serenity gasped at the same time Kitty sucked her teeth and looked away from Chigaru.

“However, the silver cord of true mates is wrapped in a red cord of love as well. Between Queen Serenity and King Melchior the cord is thick and the red surrounding it as bright as the red between Queen Serenity and Hell Hound Chigaru. Between Hell Hound Chigaru and Kitty, the silver cord is present and thick between them—made so because of their binding—but the red cord of love is faint.”

Kitty snorted. “Why am I not surprised?”

“Your denial is the reason it is faint, Kitty.”

“Me?” Kitty yelled jabbing her finger into her chest. “Why the hell is this my fault? He denied me. He was going to leave me so he could return to her.”

Chigaru reached for her but she smacked his hand away. “Kitty, I told you the reasons why I did not want to bring you here.”

“Yeah but I didn’t know you were talking about me at the time. And those were excuses, not reasons. The first day we met, you knew I was your soul mate. You fucking knew and you were going to leave without saying a word. If you hadn’t lost that stupid scroll, you would have returned home so you could continue mooning over another man’s wife.”

“Kitty—”

“Tell me I’m wrong. Go on, Mr. I-can’t-lie. Tell me.”

Chigaru closed his mouth because he couldn’t speak the words she wanted to hear. Kitty wasn’t wrong. Without giving her a chance or trying to know her, he had determined to leave her.

“Ha! I knew it.” Kitty pushed to her feet and faced Silny. “Can you send me home?”

“Kitty!” Chigaru jumped to his feet and grabbed her arm. She tried to pull away from him, but he held her.

She stopped fighting him but didn’t look at him. To Silny she asked, “Can you?”

Silny spared Chigaru a glance before she said, “The magic that retrieved you could send you back.”

“Good. Let’s get this party started.”

At the same time, Chigaru yelled, “No.”

Silny said, “I said the magic could send you back. It could if you hadn’t performed the bonding.”

“What?” Kitty and Chigaru asked in unison.

“You are bound to him, Kitty. Your souls are mingled. No magic will part you now. There is no magic stronger than the silver cord between true mates. Mates not yet bound can surmount most magic, as King Melchior found out.”

Chigaru relaxed though he didn’t release Kitty. She wouldn’t be able to leave him. That gave him time to make up for his shortsightedness upon their first meeting.

When did you start writing toward publication?
I started writing toward publication in college, hence the backdrop of my debut novel Adrienne, which is my alma mater…though I don’t really say that in the book. I didn’t finish Adrienne until a few years later but I knew back in college that it would be my first and it was. Back then I didn’t know I would have a second pen name and be writing Erotic Romance and Erotica. I was all about Sweet/Sensual Romance in those days and couldn’t imagine writing anything hotter. But then I started writing for Changeling Press as Zenobia Renquist and my whole writing world changed. Let’s just say my muse is a pervert and leave it at that. 😛

Did you have several manuscripts finished before you sold? If so, did you send them out yourself?
I had several manuscripts started before I sold. And I do mean SEVERAL. I had ideas and partially written stories all waiting to be finished and bring the Multiverse into the writing world. Since Adrienne released, I’ve only managed to finish a small handful of the many stories I started. I got sidetracked writing for Zenobia Renquist and just dealing with real life. But I’ve decided that I need focus and to put myself on a schedule. Zen is supposed to be my run-off name, not my main name and I need to treat it as such.

Part of my issue is that I wrote the majority of my Multiverse titles at the same time I was writing Adrienne so they have all the writing mistakes of that time period. My style has changed a ton since my debut and just the task of bringing the stories up-to-date has me running. It’s easier for me to write something new than to go back and fix something old. Sure the words are already written but having to fix them takes more effort than just coming up with new ones.

It’s the difference between cleaning a dirty room and moving into a clean room. A clean room just has to be kept clean. You put things where they go the second you arrive and everything is in its place. A dirty room has to be sorted to separate what’s staying and what’s going and then you have figure out where to put all the stuff that’s staying, assuming you have room to put it anywhere. It’s the same with revising versus writing something new. Sometimes it’s just so tempting to say “screw it” and start all over from scratch, but then I remember all the words I’ve already written and don’t want to abandon them.

Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing?
Reader feedback, especially positive reader feedback. I’m an author because I want to share my stories with the world, otherwise, I would just keep them to myself. I want to know what people think of the stories I write. Good, bad or indifferent—I want to hear it. I might not like the bad but even that can help me improve my craft. To know that a reader chose my book out of the millions available and took time out to read it is gratifying, even more so if that reader enjoyed it. Awards are great and recognition is always welcome but I just want to be read by as many people as possible.

Renee Bagby Bio:
D. Reneé Bagby (also writing as Zenobia Renquist) is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, she was born in Europe, has lived in Japan and in several states of the US, including Virginia, Florida, North Carolina, Texas, California, Maryland and Hawaii.

Turning her favorite pastime into her career, Renee loves to build worlds and torture her characters for the enjoyment of her readers. She can’t fill everyday with writing alone, and also enjoys watching anime, reading manga, crocheting, knitting (yarn and mail), and binging shows on Netflix. She’s a Whovian (David Tennant for the win!), a trekkie (DS9 because Odo rocked), and a fan of pretty much every Marvel live action movie and DCU animated movie.

She has a wacky imagination and tends to write all over the place. In order to keep up, she only asks one thing—Leave Your Reality Behind to Discover Different and Unique Romance & Erotica.

Website – http://dreneebagby.com

Twitter – https://twitter.com/dreneebagby

Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/Author.DRBagby.ZRenquist

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/dreneebagby

Amazon Author Page – http://www.amazon.com/D.-Renee-Bagby/e/B002BM9GFK/

An Interview with Vikki Vaught

LadyOvertonsPerilousJourney_fullresHow did you get started writing?

Unlike many authors, I did not grow up writing stories. I’ve been an avid reader since I found Nancy Drew books in third grade, and I’ve been reading ever since. How I started writing is a bit different. One night in late 2009, I finished a book, and a story invaded my mind. It would not leave, and I went around for about six months saying to myself, someone needs to write that book!

In June of 2010, I had an opportunity to take some time off, and I decided to spend two hours a day, writing that story. Two weeks later and a lot more hours than two a day, I’d written an 80,000 word manuscript. I’ve been writing ever since!

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

My first love is historical romance. I love romance interwoven in a historical setting. I sometimes think I must have lived during the Regency period in a previous life. While that genre will always be my first love, I have also write sweet contemporary romances with inspirational elements, under the pen name Vikki McCombie. I’m presently working on a military romance and hope to have it available in the spring of 2016.

Tell us about your current series. Lady Overton’s Perilous Journey is the first book in my Honorable Rogue series. Miss Kathleen’s Scandalous Baron is the second book in the series and should be released January 2016. There will be two additional books in the series as well

What is your favorite part of writing?

I thoroughly love doing research, especially historical research. When I originally wrote Lady O, it was set in 1809, but through further research, I realized it was too close to the War of 1812. Since my heroine travels to America on an American ship, it would have been extremely difficult for that to happen in 1809, so I moved the date back to 1802. That was the only year over more than twenty that England and France were not at war.

What is your least favorite part of writing?

There are days when the words just will not come. It happens to all writers at times. What I do when it happens is take a break and read a good book. Some of my best inspiration comes when I am reading!

 

How has your experience with self-publishing been?

I thoroughly enjoy the freedom I have with self-publishing. I can write out of the box and create stories that may not fit the traditional pattern for romances. While it is a lot of work, it’s all worth it in the end. I’ve been with a small press and while my publisher was fantastic, I did not sell many books. Recently, my publisher closed. Within 10 days I had both my books back up and have sold a lot more copies in the couple of weeks than I ever did with the small press.

Presently, Lady Overton’s Perilous Journey is in the Kindle Unlimited program and doing very well.  I also have an erotic historical, To Live Again, written under the pen name V. L. Edwards, in the program as well, and I’m experiencing success. In fact, at one point, it made the amazon top 100 in regency!

Where do you get the ideas for your stories?

Usually they come to me late at night. When I first thought of Lady O, all I had was an image of a woman on a ship bound for America with her young son. That nagged at me for a while, but nothing else came to me. Then one night as I was reading, the opening scene came to me and four weeks later, I had a completed manuscript!

What advice do you have for other authors wanting to self-publish?

My best advice is make sure you have great critique partners and beta readers first. Then hire a fantastic editor, who will make sure your story is the best it can be. Tammy Souch of Grammatic Effects is wonderful to work with, and I’m so glad I have her. She gets me and while she gives me great suggestions, she doesn’t try to re-write my stories!

Do you have critique partners?

I do. In fact I have several. Since I do write in a couple sub-genres, I have one for my contemporary romances, and several for my historicals. I find their feedback invaluable, and it makes my books so much better. I also have beta readers as well. Readers bring a different aspect. After all, readers will buy my books, so it’s critical to get their opinion!

What is your favorite dessert/food?

I love chocolate and peanut butter mixed together. I also love Italian food, especially pizza! I try to eat all my fruits and veggies daily, but I normally indulge in my favorites once a week, can’t be perfect all the time.

Lady Overton’s Perilous Journey Book Blurb:

When her son’s life is threatened, Lady Overton seeks a vessel bound for America. Before the ship even reaches the high seas, sparks fly between her and Captain Alex Hawks. Although the young widow may be lonely and afraid, she cannot risk the diversion a romantic entanglement could bring, no matter how much she wants to lose herself in the captain’s embrace.

The Captain vows to protect the little marquess, but can offer no assurance that the marchioness will leave his ship with her virtue intact. Alex is drawn to Anissa’s beauty and courage. How long can he fight a losing battle before he surrenders and makes her his own?

Will Alex be able to keep this remarkable woman and her child safe? Will his passion for Anissa be enough or will their differences keep them apart?

Excerpt:

Anissa clasped her trembling hands together as she stammered, “I w-wanted to watch as we l-left the pier, since it will be my last sight of England for a very long time.”

Captain Hawks stared at her, black eyes gleaming. “Who’s that man? I thought you told me you weren’t running away. What are you running away from? Tell me, damn it!”

Anissa turned back to the railing to give herself time to collect her thoughts. She came up with a believable story, she hoped. Even though she hated lying, now was not the time for scruples. To save her son, she would lie, cheat, or even kill, if need be. She did not owe this arrogant captain anything. He was only a means to an end for her.

Pulling on her confidence as a marchioness, she turned to face him with an expression of disdain on her face. “Not that it is any of your concern, I’m not running away from anything. As I already explained, my uncle is ill. I desperately need to get away for a while. I lost my husband seven months ago. I’m hoping a visit with my uncle and seeing my cousins will help to distract me from my grief. And I can help my family care for him in his time of need.”

“If you’re not running away, then why did that man look disgusted when he saw my ship leaving?” he sneered.

Her mind went blank. She needed to come up with something he might believe. “Oh, you mean the man on the pier?”

The captain interrupted. “Of course I mean that man. It’s obvious someone told him you left with me. He followed you to Plymouth, didn’t he?”

Anissa looked at him, her knees shaking to such a degree that he would have surely seen them, had her breeches not been covered by her long cloak. She prayed he would not decide to turn the ship around.

“He is an unwanted suitor and has been hounding me ever since my husband died. He is one of the reasons I decided to go to America.” Then taking the offensive, she stated, “Besides, it is none of your business why I want to leave, now, is it?”

“It is my damned business if you’re running from something. I don’t need anything turning up later. You know he’ll find out where you’re going, don’t you? My ship is well known, and someone will tell him you’re bound for Baltimore. You don’t have any family in America, do you? You don’t know anyone in my country. How in hell will you take care of yourself, and your son, for God’s sake?”

Buy Link:

http://www.amazon.com/Overtons-Perilous-Journey-Honorable-Rogue-ebook/dp/B0158RMU0C/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1443879400&sr=1-1&keywords=lady+overton%27s+perilous+journey

photo (2)Author Bio:

Vikki Vaught started her writing career when a story invaded her mind and would not leave.

Over the last few years, she has written more than a half dozen historical romances and is presently working on her next. Her new release, Lady Overton’s Perilous Journey, published by Secret Cravings Publishing is the first book in her Honorable Rogue series.

Vikki loves a “Happily Ever After”, and she writes them in her stories. While romance is the central theme of all her books, she includes some significant historical event or place in all her novels.

While all her books are love stories, she has also written short contemporary sweet romances as Vikki McCombie and erotic romances using the pen name of V.L. Edwards.

For the last decade, Vikki has lived in the beautiful foothills of the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee with her beloved husband, Jim, who is the most tolerant man in the world to put up with her when she is in a writing frenzy. When she is not writing or working her day job, you’ll find her curled up in a comfortable chair reading her Kindle, lost in a good book with a cup of tea at her side.

Author Links:

Website: http://www.vikkivaught.com/home.html

Email: mailto:vvaught512@aol.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/VikkiVaught?ref=bookmarks

Twitter: https://twitter.com/vvaught512

Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/+VikkiMcCombie/posts

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/vaughtmccombie/

Amazon Author Page: http://smile.amazon.com/Vikki-Vaught/e/B008EE7TG2/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1433778387&sr=1-2-ent

Goodreads Author Page: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5208041.Vikki_Vaught

 

A Christmas Fling & coming soon, A Cupcake Christmas by Beth Barany

A.CHRISTMAS.FLING.by.Beth.Barany.200x300A few years ago I wrote a Christmas romance novella – sweet and light as a bite of pie called A Christmas Fling (A Christmas Elf story), a magical contemporary romance.

Why? I love Christmas and grew up with it and Hannukah. I loved the stockings my parents for us four kids, wrapping gifts, of course opening gifts, and the smell of the Christmas tree.

In this post I share about A Christmas Fling and my upcoming Christmas romance, A Cupcake Christmas.

What if falling in love put the life you cherished in jeopardy?

Dahlia, a Santa’s Elf, has 21 days left before Christmas to create the best toy in the world without using magic or revealing her true identity. Stuck on how to complete the prototype, and working as a temp in San Francisco’s financial district with no time for love, will her innocent Christmas fling get her unstuck, or will she turn her back on her beloved career for her heart?

Liam, an up-and-coming financial analyst, swore off women after getting dumped by the love of his life. He just found out his ex is going to the company Christmas party with his rival Michael Hendricks. Up for promotion against Hendricks, Liam has to win the favor of his boss. His best bet is to invite the vivacious secretary Dahlia to the party. Will Dahlia be a welcome distraction, or will she turn his life upside down?

read an excerpt here:

chapter 1
december 1, oakland, ca

Dahlia strolled through the small neighborhood park. It was great fun to think about how the children would enjoy her toy once she was done with it, but she had to complete it first. She only had twenty-two days to fix whatever was wrong with it before returning home. She’d gone over her designs and schematics and taken it apart and put it back together a dozen times, but it still wouldn’t work.

Dahlia left the park and headed down the street toward the detached studio she rented on Miles Avenue.

A dog bark had her look up just in time to almost but not quite avoid getting tangled up in a long leash. A man with the warmest brown eyes she’d ever seen gazed down at her, a half smile on his face.

She smiled back startled out of her daydreaming, but not before she noticed his endearing dimple on one side of his mouth.

She said, “Sorry, I didn’t see you. Thank goodness for your dog. Oh, she looks like a Husky.”

Dahlia shifted her bag to one hip, so she could bend down and pet the dog.

The dog wagged her tail.

Dahlia said, “You must feed her really well. Her coat is so soft and luscious.”

“She’s a Bernese Mountain Dog. Sally. My roommate’s.”

His voice was deep. She had to look up to smile into his deep brown eyes. He was a whole head taller than she was. Almost two meters. She translated into American measurements. Six foot three or something.

“My uncle, well one of my uncles has one—that he uses for work. But I hardly see him because he lives—” She paused. “I’m prattling, aren’t I?”

“Yes, you are, but I like listening to your accent. Scottish?”

“Yes, wow, you guessed correctly. Most people here can’t do that. Yeah, we’re from Scotland, but it’s been a few generations.” She couldn’t very well tell him how Santa’s elves lived a very long time. It had only been her grandparents that had immigrated with Uncle, known as Santa to most, and some neighbors to set up the North Pole.

“So, you’re in school here?” He waved off toward what she knew was the art college a few blocks away.

“No. I’m here on an independent research project for a few more weeks.”

“So you’re from—”

“Alaska. Well, near Alaska, anyway. I—I best be going,” she interrupted and gestured to her bag of goodies. She shifted from foot to foot on the corner of Miles and Clifton Streets, still tangled up in the Bernese’s leash. “Gifts to wrap. For the kids. Big project.” She gulped and held out her hand. “I’m Dahlia, by the way. Dahlia MacMillian.”

With a half-smile, he shook her offered hand. His grip was firm and strong. “Liam. Nice to meet you, Dahlia MacMillian.” He led the dog around her, slowly untangling the leash.

How he moved with grace and power, even in his simple gestures. He was tall, lean and muscular, broad shoulders identifiable even in his sweatshirt with the UC Berkeley name and logo on it.

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If you’d like to read more, go here: http://author.bethbarany.com/books/a-christmas-fling/

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Amazon: http://amzn.to/18ELyiY

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/christmas-fling-magical-tale/id838194850?mt=11

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-christmas-fling-beth-barany/1118888688?ean=2940149334445

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/a-christmas-fling-a-magical-tale-of-romance-and-adventure

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/386922

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Now I’ve written another Christmas Elf story, A Cupcake Christmas, a magical contemporary romance novel, and it will be released this year on Christmas Day, December 25th.

This story is about one of Dahlia’s younger brothers on his year abroad…

A-Cupcake-Christmas_642x1024_sneak-peek_Beth-BaranyABOUT A CUPCAKE CHRISTMAS

What if you risked losing your baking legacy by cooking up a love
truly special?

Florian MacMillian needs a final job to round out his baking resume before he returns to the North Pole and takes his rightful place as Master Baker to all the elves — preferably a job where he’s unlikely to blow things up with his unruly magic.

Kate Delore desperately needs help in her fast-growing cupcake business in the San Francisco area. Florian seems to have the experience and energy to handle the job, so she brings him on as her baker and customer service help.

The arrangement seems to work. Florian is happily up to his elbows in batter, and Kate’s profits are soaring. But when things heat up between them, Florian wonders if he should risk his family legacy to cook up something truly special.

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A Cupcake Christmas is currently on pre-order exclusively at iTunes for $0.99:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/a-cupcake-christmas/id1036098226?mt=11

More about the book here:

http://author.bethbarany.com/books/a-cupcake-christmas-a-christmas-elf-story-romance/

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Beth.Barany_MG_6971_500x500ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Award-winning author, Beth Barany writes in two genres: young adult fantasy and magical contemporary romance. She loves creating magical tales of romance and adventure to transport readers to new worlds where anything is possible.

In her off hours, Beth enjoys walking, reading and watching movies, and traveling, with her husband, author and singer/song writer Ezra Barany.

Beth Barany lives in Oakland, California with her husband, two cats, and over 1,000 books.

When not writing or playing, Beth runs her own company helping novelists as a coach, consultant, and teacher to help them write, market, and publish their books.

For free first-in-series romance, go to: http://author.bethbarany.com/free-romance-story/ .

To connect with Beth, go here: http://author.bethbarany.com/.

TAME A WILD HEART IS FREE!!!!!

tame_a_wild_heart_5x8TAME A WILD HEART is FREE!! I hope you’ll pick up your copy today!

Catherine Evans fell in love when she was three years old, head-over-heels, forever kind of love.  The very first moment she saw twelve-year-old Duncan McKenzie, she told God and her pony that she was going to marry that boy.  He was handsome.  He was kind.  He was strong and smart and all the good things a boy should be.  For thirteen years she loved him with every beat of her heart.  And on her sixteenth birthday he walked away from her father’s ranch, and from her.  He didn’t look back over his shoulder.  Not even once.  And from that day forward, Catherine Evans swore off all men.  Her heart turned to stone, her will to iron, and her vow to God changed.  She’d run her father’s ranch.  She’d succeed.  She’d survive.  And she would never, ever love another man as long as she lived.

Duncan McKenzie left the ranch ten years ago, desperate to escape temptation in the form of a budding young lady too innocent to claim for his own.  But Catherine’s frightened father summons him home.  The ranch is under attack and the old man’s stubborn daughter refuses to seek help.  Duncan left a sweet young girl behind a decade ago.  He returns to a defiant siren, a woman whose heart is as wild as the land she would sacrifice her life to protect.  When Catherine’s father coerces her into marrying Duncan, the fire in her eyes spells trouble, but it’s the kind of trouble Duncan has no desire to resist.  Marriage is the only way he can protect her.  Especially when Duncan’s own past comes calling in the form of one extremely dangerous and vengeful outlaw, Catherine’s cowardly enemies want the ranch badly enough to kill for it, and his reluctant bride is very much in their way.

Interview of M. Lee Prescott

I am so grateful to Cindy for welcoming me to her blog. Thank you, thank you, Cindy! I am pleased to highlight my new series, the Morgan’s Run Romances, especially book one, Emma’s Dream.

Emmas Dream_Cover Final200How did you get started writing? In the early 1980s, a group of teacher colleagues and I formed a writing group to explore the process we were introducing to our students (thank you to the immortal Donald Graves!). From this group, my first book, Asamaran (a YA novel, as yet unpublished) was born! I haven’t stopped since.

What genre(s) do you write in and why? I write contemporary romances, mysteries (three series going), and YA fiction. I’ve also published three nonfiction books in my field of literacy education. I write the kinds of books I love to read, and, in the case of my nonfiction, the kinds of books I believe will be useful resources for K-12 teachers.

Tell us about your current series. I am really excited about my new series, Morgan’s Run Romances. They are contemporary, western romances set in the U.S southwest, a region dear to my heart and one I visit often. The first book, Emma’s Dream, was published on August 25, 2015, and book two, Lang’s Return comes out in 15 days on October 20th! Book three, Jeb’s Promise is scheduled to be published on December 8th! These books chronicle the lives of the amazing Morgan family and friends, who live and work in Saguaro Valley, Arizona. The cowboys are gorgeous, the women astonishing and their romances sweet, sexy, and hot!

What inspired your latest book? My travels to the U.S. southwest and my writing collaborators out there (son and daughter-in-law). It’s an amazing part of our beautiful country. Plus, I’ve always wanted to write a western series and it sounded like fun, which it is!

Where do you get the ideas for your stories? From anywhere and everywhere!

Do you have a view in your writing space?  What does your space look like? My view is a beautiful tidal river that constantly changes, one minute glassy and calm, the next white capped. For most of the year, I write on my sun porch, windows open, the breeze in my hair. When it gets cold and I shut up the sun porch and write in a comfy chair by the fire, the river still in front of me.

Do you write under a pen name?   Why or why not? Yes, I use a pen name because I am an academic and the pen name separates my fiction from my scholarly work. Not sure it’s necessary, but I’m off and running as M. Lee Prescott now so there’s no turning back!

How far do you plan ahead? Several years. I try to create a schedule that changes constantly, but gives me some general direction. This year, while on sabbatical, I surpassed my goals and published two more books than I had scheduled!

What did you want to be when you were a child? A famous actress in my dreams. A teacher and writer in my rational moments.

Do you have any rejection stories to share? I have had many rejection notices over the years, but actually treasure some as they helped me to grow as a writer. My favorite was a six-page letter from a editor who gave me detailed suggestions for my mystery, A Friend of Silence, with many compliments about my writing and characters. While her publishing house did not pick up the book, but I am deeply indebted to her for the time she took to write such a generous, supportive letter.

 

EXCERPT

Emma’s Dream

Book 1: Morgan’s Run Romances

 

This is a huge mistake. Ben Morgan’s chest tightened as he steered the Range Rover over the Arizona mountain pass. Maybe the biggest one I’ve made in five years.

Then he remembered it wasn’t his decision. Doctor’s orders propelled him eastward, away from his gorgeous new home in Santa Barbara and a rapidly expanding business, which needed his attention 24-7. On the Coast Highway, halfway home, the pain now excruciating, he called 911 and told the operator he was having a heart attack.

The young whippersnapper cardiologist had smiled.  “Fascinating diagnosis, Mr. Morgan, but totally incorrect.  You’ve had a panic attack. I’m not sure what’s going on in your life right now, but whatever it is, you’d better see that it stops now, or you’ll be dead before your next birthday. Thirty-two is too young to die, don’t you think?”

Now, six days later, he was headed to his family’s ranch in Arizona, Morgan’s Run, and his enforced R & R in Saguaro Valley. As he turned right on Main and headed toward Gracie’s Diner, a horn blared and the clunker in front of him screeched to a stop. Ben braked, but not in time to stop the Rover before it tapped the rear of the clunker. Ben swore under his breath and backed up, pulling over to park at the curb. As he did, the clunker’s driver leaped from her car, screaming and waving her arms. He shook his head. Foolish woman had left her heap in the middle of the street.  Tall and slender, she wore Jackie O. sunglasses, a baseball cap pulled low on her forehead, a faded cotton shirt over blue jeans, and cowboy boots, the uniform for nearly every female rancher in the valley. Toto, we’re not in Kansas anymore.

As she approached the Rover, Ben noticed her jeans hugged every curve, full breasts not quite obscured by the baggy shirt.  He couldn’t see her face, but he had to admit the rest of the package was intriguing and also vaguely familiar.              “What’s the matter with you?” she screamed, walking in circles, arms still flailing.  “Oh, my God, oh, my God, what am I going to do?”

Ben stared at her back, astounded at what was clearly a huge overreaction. The clunker was fine, hardly a scratch on it, although it would be hard to tell with all the other dings. Then, just as quickly as it started, the fire went out and she flopped down to sit on the curb, head between her legs, sobbing.

“Hey, hey, it’s not that bad, is it?  We hardly touched each other. No harm done.” He sat beside her, wondering whether he should pat her on the shoulder.       Immediately she quieted and looked up at him. “Oh, my God. This just gets better and better.” Ben Morgan, the one person she expected never to see again, sitting beside her in the middle of Main Street. Could things get any worse?  She leaned forward, hiding her face, wondering whether he’d go away if she sat there long enough.

“Maggie? Is that little Maggie Williams?  After five years, I’m in town less than a minute and the first person I bump into is you.”

Maggie groaned and buried her head deeper, praying this was all a bad dream. If she hadn’t had to make a quick run to the bank, she’d be at work in the cool, dark stables. “Please just go.  I’m fine.”

She could feel his heat, his nearness rattling her to her core.  A part of her longed to lean against him and draw comfort and strength from his warmth, but the wiser half screamed danger.  She kept still, hoping he would disappear.

“You don’t seem fine.  Look, I’m sorry.”  Ben placed a hand on her shoulder. It sent shivers of warmth all the way to her toes.  “And I’m not leaving until I’m sure you’re okay.”

Oh, no you don’t. Maggie stood and shook herself, stepping away from his electric touch. She put on her sunglasses. Another second near him and she feared she might actually swoon. His soft chestnut eyes regarded her with obvious concern.  Although he looked tired and thin, Ben Morgan was still drop-dead gorgeous, in faded jeans and sneakers, his broad shoulders straining the seams of a worn Stanford tee shirt.

“I’m fine, really. It’s been a crazy day and you caught me at a bad time.  I’m sorry I overreacted.”

Ben watched her, wondering why a fender kiss had caused so much distress.  “Can I give you a lift somewhere?”

“No, of course not! I mean, thanks, but I’m okay now.  Got to get back to work.”

“Where’s that?”

“Sorry, I’m really late.  Good to see you again.  Take care.”

She hopped into her car and drove away before he could utter another word.

What the hell was that? Ben thought back to his one memorable night with Maggie Williams. They had both left Saguaro shortly after that night, but a part of him always wondered if there was something more to explore with his brother Kyle’s beautiful classmate. While he had pushed thoughts of her and their one night of passionate sex from his mind, as he watched her drive away, Ben realized that he had spent five years comparing every woman he met to Maggie Williams.
About Lee:
M.LeePrescott-author-SMALL (1)M. Lee Prescott is the author of dozens of works of fiction for adults, young adults and children, among them The Ricky Steele Mysteries (Prepped to Kill, Gadfly, Lost in Spindle City), The Roger and Bess Mysteries (A Friend of Silence, In the Name of Silence and The Silence of Memory) Jigsaw, Song of the Spirit, and her newest contemporary romance series, Morgan’s Run Romances. Three of her nonfiction titles have been published by Heinemann and she has published numerous articles in her field of literacy education. Lee is a professor of education at a small New England liberal arts college where she teaches reading and writing pedagogy. Her current research focuses on mindfulness and connections to reading and writing. She regularly teaches abroad, most recently in Singapore.

Lee has lived in southern California (loved those Laguna nights!), Chapel Hill, North Carolina, and various spots in New England. Currently, she resides in Massachusetts on a beautiful river, where she canoes, swims, and watches an incredible variety of wildlife pass by. She is the mother of two grown sons and spends lots of time with them, their beautiful wives, and her amazing grandchildren. When not teaching or writing, Lee’s passions revolve around family, yoga (Kripalu is a second home), swimming, sharing mindfulness with children and adults, and walking.

Lee loves to hear from readers. Email her anytime at mleeprescott@gmail.com, and visit her website to hear the latest and sign up for her newsletter.

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Can you Juggle Twenty Glass Balls at once without Dropping One? If so Maybe you Can Succeed as A Romance Writer by Ann Major

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Are you a romantic? Do you love to tell stories? Do you love to read stories? Do you often read a romance novel and think, “I could do that; no, I could do it way better.”

Watch out, because you are in danger of developing a bad case of an addiction known as the highly-contagious I’m-going-to-be-a-romance-writer-or-bust curse.  In the first throes of this addiction, you get the same boost of energy you have when you first fall in love. You tell yourself your book is wonderful. You ask yourself what could possibly go wrong? By the time you’ve gained enough experience in the publishing industry and know what can and does go wrong, you’re already an addict.

Unfortunately, there’s no twelve-step program you can join to kick the habit. You probably love books, authors, and writing so much, there’s no hope for you… except to keep on, keeping on.

To succeed in today’s bloated market you will need talent and imagination—you must be born with those, craft—you must constantly work to develop it, self-discipline, courage, a tough hide, the ability to constantly reinvent yourself, the determination to preserve against horrendous odds no matter how many setbacks you encounter, and the ability to hold onto hope. Also if you started off wanting to make a million dollars on your first book and have it made into a movie and be critically acclaimed as well, you may have to redefine the word, success. Is success just being allowed to be an artist? Or does it have to come with fame, money or both?

There are so many scam artists out there who say they can help you achieve your dreams, you’ll need a top grade bullshit detector in your toolkit.  There are myths, bad advice, workshops, webinars, and know-it-alls spouting what worked for them but what is of no value to you. There are people who will tell you that you can’t do it, and people who will write reviews once you do publish that say your literary darling stinks. This will crush your spirit. But you must pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and tell yourself the reviewer’s comments are his opinion—and the less time you waste worrying about these folks, the better.

It’s up to you, to believe in yourself and your work and carry on. And that can be very difficult for some sensitive souls. It’s difficult for anyone to take criticism, even constructive criticism, but to have one’s  literary baby publicly vilified on the Internet for all to see…

Finding the right books and workshops for you, making friends with other writers, helping other writers who are also struggling, joining writers groups like RWA or Ninc help. In the early days I was a founding board member of RWA.

I started writing in 1972 and sold my first book to Dell in 1977 and have never been able to kick the addiction—because I am still swept away on new adventures by the heroes and heroines who dance in my head. Writing is magical for me. It’s worth all the heartache and hours at the computer.

I mentioned the necessity to reinvent yourself. A year ago I left Harlequin, my longtime publisher, to self-publish.  I can’t imagine a riskier adventure. I am not at all sure why I did it or if it was the right thing to do. But what the heck?

Right now I am hard at work revising and modernizing my backlist and republishing them as ebooks.  I just launched my Men of the West series with Wild Lady (Bk 1) and The Fairytale Girl (Bk2) and will soon publish the third in the series, Meant to Be.

Wild Lady is set in Corpus Christi, Texas and is the most autobiographical of all my books.  When Texas oilman’s daughter, Kit Jackson, is jilted at the altar, her first lover, the man she can’t forget, reappears and demands a second chance.

I just finished writing the first book in my Lone Star Dynasty Series and am excited to announce I will start publishing that series in a couple of months.

Why am I still writing instead of lying around petting my cat or out on the baby paddleboarding? Because I still love to write highly charged emotional stories about alpha males (usually set in Texas) and the gutsy women who love them. And because I can’t kick the addiction.

AnnMajor_WildLady_2500pxEXCERPT from WILD LADY

The black-haired, black-eyed beauty smiled mockingly in the foot-high photograph on the society page of the Corpus Christi Chat beneath the sensational headline, “Oilman’s Daughter Stranded at Altar.”

With trembling fingers, Kit gripped the paper even more tightly as she studied her own picture for a second time. How had she managed that picture—the radiant smile, the sparkling eyes? The photograph depicted a young girl glowing with expectation at the prospect of marriage. Had she ever really been that girl?

She skimmed the article beneath. “Kit Jackson, daughter of wealthy South Texas oil operator, Howard Jackson, waited in vain last night for her bridegroom, Rodney Starr, to make his appearance…”

Oh! The paper made it sound so tragic. Everyone who read the article would think Rodney had deliberately stood her up. They would think that she was heartbroken. But it wasn’t like that.

“If they only knew how relieved I really am,” she said half-aloud.

“Relief!” Surely it was the sweetest word in the English language just as it was the sweetest sensation she’d felt for a long time.

She remembered the long months of tension that had preceded the events of last night. Her family and his pressuring them both into their decision. Once she’d agreed to marry him, her mother’s plans for the grand, society wedding had been like an avalanche sweeping Rodney and her along. Neither of them had known how to say no to the lavish parties and gifts.

Occasionally across a crowded ballroom she’d caught an almost desperate look in Rodney’s eyes, and surely he’d seen the same look in hers. She’d wanted to call the wedding off; she’d come close to doing it many times. But once the marriage plans had been set in motion, she’d lacked the courage.

Newspaper articles covering their engagement had made it sound like a fairytale marriage—the handsome heir to the Starr ranching and oil fortune marrying the wealthy Jackson beauty.

She had never loved Rodney in the way a wife should love the man she planned to marry, although she was very fond of him. She had only drifted into a relationship with him on the rebound because he’d been so sweet and understanding when her devastating romance with the one man she’d truly loved had ended.

Ted… Black print blurred and the paper fell from her hands to rest beside her untouched breakfast tray. The breeze gusting up from the bay caught its edges and they fluttered. Last night she’d dreamed of him. Why?

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ANN MAJOR is a USA Today bestselling author who’s published 69 with Harlequin and Dell. She lives in Texas with her husband of many years.  Newly-retired, he harbors ambitions of encroaching on her territory, so she faces new challenges on the domestic front. She has three grown children and several grandchildren. A former English teacher, she has a master’s degree from Texas A&M at Kingsville, Texas. She is a co-founder of Romance Writers of America and a frequent speaker at writers’ groups.

Besides her writing, Ann loves to hike in the mountains, sail, kayak, travel, and play the piano. Most of all she enjoys her friends and family… and, last but not least, her muy macho cat, Jack.

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PETS AND KISSES ~ Alicia Street

AliciaStreetCvrI love animals and when the fall and winter holidays start rolling in, I like warm and fuzzy elements in my romance reading.

I grew up in a family of six with lots of pets, and to this day my creature friends are important family members. My nineteen-year-old cat recently passed away, and although I know the little old guy needed to make an exit, after all those years together I can’t help selfishly wishing he were still here with me.

Pets and romance are a great match because animals have a way of opening our hearts. They touch the part of us where love happens. They’re also good for our health. Research has proven that pets can lower your blood pressure, improve your immune system, and affect your blood chemistry in ways that make you feel better.

My book in the Christmas Pets and Kisses multi-author boxed set is about a dog whose loving nature brings healing and change to a family—not to mention an unexpected romance.

Christmas Pets and Kisses rings in the holiday season with sixteen all-new sweet and heartwarming romances from New York Times, USA Today and National bestselling authors. It’s a romantic collection of Christmas tails…uh, tales as adorable pets with fins, paws, feathers, and hooves bring holiday magic with the gift of true love.

In His Christmas Promise, a lost dog finds refuge with Justin, an ex-Army helicopter pilot, and helps restore his grandmother’s will to live. It seems like a Christmas miracle until the freewheeling bachelor war vet discovers the mutt belongs to stubbornly independent single mom, Ronni, a woman he’d met and cannot forget.

AliciaPetsKissesAside from being a therapy dog that Ronni takes into hospitals and nursing homes, the pooch is also the favorite pet of her eight-year-old daughter—and she wants him back. Justin fears his grandmother’s health will plummet if he gives the dog back. But Christmas has a way of turning things around, and Ronni and Justin are in for a holiday season filled with challenges, changes—and love.

You can read an excerpt here.

Other authors featured in the set are Helen Scott Taylor, Mona Risk, Melinda Curtis, Nikki Lynn Barrett, Rachelle Ayala, Nancy Radke, J.L. Campbell, Mary Leo, Jade Kerrion, Chantel Rhondeau, P.C. Zick, Michele Shriver, Aubrey Wynne, Sharon Coady, Annamaria Bazzi.

There are still a few more days in our Countdown to Launch Party. You can join the authors HERE for fun games and daily prizes going on every day until October 7.

The bundle releases October 6 and is available for pre-order now.

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Alicia Street is a USA Today bestselling author and a Daphne du Maurier award-winner. She writes both sweet and steamy romance. Her years as a dancer, choreographer and teacher provide the inspiration behind her Dance ‘n’ Luv contemporary romance series. A compulsive reader of every genre, she often writes in collaboration with her husband, Roy, and is grateful to have the kind of marriage that proves romance novel love really exists.

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Background for The Highland Lass by Rosemary Gemmell

The Highland Lass (low res)My latest full length novel, The Highland Lass, is the book of my heart as it means such a lot to me, both for its setting and its time-split storyline. For the first time, I set a novel almost completely around my own beautiful area of Scotland and that immediately gave it a deeper level of authenticity, rather than having to imagine the places where my characters interacted. Obviously, this was even easier for the contemporary story as I had walked in these areas myself. The short alternate historical chapters are set in the eighteenth century and it was surprisingly easy to imagine life in those times, especially in one particular area.

The Highland Lass was greatly inspired by the story of Robert Burns and his Highland Mary, which I had researched and written about in an article some years ago for The Highlander magazine in the USA. Most people know that Burns is our national bard here in Scotland and that he was a famous womaniser as well as a wonderful poet and writer of Auld Lang Syne. Highland Mary is buried in my home town and their story has fascinated me since childhood. Burns himself wrote about his Highland Lass in several poems with such an air of regret and guilt that I knew their ill-fated love story would make a good subject for a romance.

After writing the non-fiction article about them, my imagination was fired and I was eager to fictionalise Mary’s voice and write part of the story from her point of view. However, I didn’t think there were enough facts about them to sustain a book set completely in the 18th century. Since I love to read split-time stories, I decided to write a contemporary story about family secrets and a link to the past, through Eilidh Campbell, a possible ancestress of Highland Mary. Her love story with Lewis Grant is alternated with short historical chapters told in Highland Mary’s voice in the 18th century.

My picturesque area of the west coast of Scotland also provided much of the inspiration, especially with Highland Mary buried in the town cemetery, and she was born just across the River Clyde in Dunoon, Argyllshire which is partly in the highlands. The villages of Ayrshire (further south) where Mary met Burns, have hardly changed in many respects and I was even able to sit in the very inn, Poosie Nancie’s, where Burns and his friends used to drink in the 18th century. Another location used in the contemporary part of the novel is Loch Lomond which is only about half an hour from my home and which constantly inspires my romantic imagination. There are even a couple of scenes in Glasgow, my nearest vibrant city with its wonderful architecture and friendly people.

It has been a dream come true to see this story finally published in ebook and print and its popularity so far has made the wait worthwhile. Perhaps there’s something to be said for writing and publishing other books and stories before this one, as most writers improve with each book. Or perhaps it meant so much to me that I was reluctant to send this ‘baby’ out into the world for fear it wouldn’t be loved as much as I hoped. Fortunately, my fears have been unfounded (so far!) and The Highland Lass continues to be the book of my heart. I’ve also learned a valuable lesson: that setting can be as much a character as people at times.

Blurb

Eilidh Campbell returns to her Scottish roots from America with one main aim: to discover the identity of her real father. But her mother’s past in Inverclyde is a mystery with family secrets, a book of Robert Burns’ poems with a hidden letter and a photograph link to the Holy Loch at Dunoon when the American Navy were in residence.

Staying with her childhood friend, Kirsty, while searching for answers, Eilidh begins to fall in love with handsome Scot Lewis Grant, but just how free is he? Together they trace the story of Highland Mary and Robert Burns, with its echoes to her mother’s story. In short alternate chapters, Highland Mary tells her own story from 1785-6. From Dunoon, to Ayrshire and culminating in Greenock, Eilidh finds the past is closer than she realises.

Excerpt from one of the historical chapters

“And are you well, sir?” I cannot ask right out about Jean Armour but I hope he might give some sign of having put her from mind.

“Well enough, thank you, especially for having seen your lovely face again.”

So he is not pining after Jean too much, or he is hiding it well. Or perhaps he cannot help being of a flirtatious nature, since he’s so admired by many. I should think him vain except for the fact he writes such far-seeing words, if what I hear is true.

I smile at his flattery and do not reply. I’d rather find out more about his poetry.

“And you still write such good verse, I hope, sir?” I cannot bring myself to call him by his name.

He stops at that and looks at me strangely, as though surprised I should talk of it. “All the time, when work allows, Mary. I have hopes of having a collection published one day. It’s hard work keeping the farm going and it’s something to dream of. And what are your dreams, if I may ask, Mary Campbell?”

I shrug, for truly I have not thought of many things. “To be happy and to be loved, I think.”

He laughs. “The one does not necessarily go with the other.” His words sound slightly bitter. Or perhaps I imagine that he speaks of Jean Armour.

Then he looks me full in the eyes. “But I should not think you’ll have trouble in being loved.”

I do not realise we are so close as we walk, but now his nearness makes the fine hairs on my arms stand on end. And before I can answer or guess at his intentions, he reaches over and kisses my parted lips.

My reaction is swift. I step back in confusion.

“Forgive me, Mistress Campbell, but you look so sweet with your concerned blue eyes. I forget myself.”

My heart has returned to its normal beat, but I cannot look at him. His kiss will linger in my mind far longer than the quick touch on my lips. But I don’t want his teasing, or his dalliance with a willing maid, or even his attempts at banishing another from his mind. The only way I will allow myself to be his, is if he is ever fully mine. And that day has not yet come, if ever it might.

“I must go now, sir,” I say, without looking at him. I walk away, my body on fire.

 

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Author Bio

 Rosemary Gemmell lives in the beautiful west coast of Scotland and is a published historical and contemporary novelist for adults (as Romy) and writes for the Middle Grade age group as Ros. The Highland Lass is the first novel under her full name. Her short stories, articles and occasional poems have been published in UK magazines, in the US, and online. She has a Post-graduate Masters in literature and history and is a member of the Society of Authors, the Romantic Novelists’ Association, and the Scottish Associations of Writers. She loves to dance!

 

 

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Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TOTER6Q

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Website: http://www.rosemarygemmell.com

Blog: http://ros-readingandwriting.blogspot.com

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Visiting with Lane McFarland

ElsbethThank you so much for having me, Cindy!

Tell us a little about yourself.

I am a southern girl living on top of a mountain in North Georgia, and I’m most happy when surrounded by family and friends. If I am not writing, you can find me hiking with my husband, or fiddling around in my flower and vegetable gardens, feeding the birds and watching black bears and deer. I am blessed to have a wonderful son—my pride and joy, my buddy who, along with my husband, have made my life complete.

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

I like most any kind of romance novel, but my heart has always been drawn to the medieval period, particularly in Scotland, Ireland, and England. That said, I plan to write stories spanning the early Middle Ages through the American Civil War. While my books are fiction, each one is based on historical facts, and you will often see known figures such as William Wallace, Robert the Bruce, or The Red Comyn make guest appearances. All my stories revolve around human struggles, sacrifices survivors are forced to make, and their resilience to live and thrive.

Tell us about your heroes and heroines. 

I have always admired strong women who can take care of themselves, fight for what they believe in, and who don’t give a whit about social norms. But women’s femininity and their softer side are equally important. My female heroines have a mixture of both. They are independent, but their hearts are complete with their beloved heroes.

My perfect hero is ruggedly handsome. His presence commands respect, and he is held in utmost esteem by his men. Hardened, he bears scars from battle and…from prior relationships. Although, a touch of danger surrounds him, he cares for his lady and treats her like a queen, lavishing her with his love.

What are your favorite parts and least favorite parts of writing?

Throwing my imagination into years gone by, researching dark periods of strife and violence, justice and quests for freedom, and dreaming of what it might have been like to live and survive during these hostile periods have been the most fascinating aspects of writing historical romance.

My Daughters of Alastair MacDougall series begins in May 1297, a time of unrest between Scotland and England. It has been such fun to research this period and imagine living amongst the clans.

My least favorite part of writing would be editing. Fortunately, I have a wonderful editor!

How much time do you spend promoting your books?  What works best for you?

I don’t spend as much time as I should promoting my books. I do enjoy Facebook as I have met some awesome readers and made some wonderful friends through that social media. Every day I post things I think readers will enjoy, and I try to keep them informed on what I’m working on. I love having Facebook parties. It is such fun meeting everyone, and it’s the main way I promote my books.

Do you or have you belonged to a writing organization?  Which one?  Have they helped you with your writing?  How? Do you have critique partners?

Six years ago, I dipped my toe in the writing world with Romance Writers of America. Through that membership, I joined romance writers’ organizations Hearts Through History, Celtic Hearts, and From the Heart. I served as Treasurer of Hearts Through History for a couple years and became actively involved in the chapter. It was during that time when I joined the critique group. I met some amazing authors who have become good friends. They have helped me tremendously! I wouldn’t be writing if it wasn’t for their wonderful support and encouragement.

What do you have planned for the future?

I’m plotting another series that branches off my daughters’ series. I have a number of secondary characters in my books who beg to have a story of their own.

Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing?   

Without a doubt, the most rewarding thing about writing is receiving readers’ comments. If they like my stories and they let me know, I am dancing a few inches off the ground for days. I also love hearing what readers would like to see in future series.

Tell us a little about your latest book.

My DAUGHTERS OF ALASTAIR MACDOUGALL series begins in May 1297, a time of unrest between Scotland and England. It has been such fun to research this period and imagine living amongst the clans.

ELSBETH is the fourth and youngest of the daughters. I’m really excited her story will be released on October 1st!  Here’s a little about her book.

Elsbeth recoils at the violent Scottish rebellion and the bleak plight of orphans. After losing her betrothed in the conflict, she sets her course to become a nun, sheltering innocent victims from the cruelties of war. But when Brandon arrives at the abbey, he shakes her convictions and stirs provoking emotions she buried long ago.

After English soldiers murder his family, Brandon seeks revenge and leads numerous clans in Scotland’s fight for freedom. Bent on the annihilation of English oppression, he is resolved to a life of solitude, vowing never to marry and chance the pain of losing loved ones again. Elsbeth realizes not only children are affected by war, but stalwart warriors are also hurt and abandoned. She longs to heal Brandon’s spirit, help him live again, and prays she can reach him before the damage already done has set in stone.

Here’s an excerpt from Elsbeth.

In this scene, Brandon McLeod and his men have arrived at the abbey after the English soldiers had attacked.

Images of the courtyard swirled through Elsbeth’s head. Had she been daft to preach peace, to hope for an accord with England? McLeod had called her naïve. No doubt he considered her foolish.

The door creaked, and she glanced toward the noise. The commander marched into the room. Damp hair brushed his wide shoulders. His shirt lay open at the neck, and dark curls peeked from the opening. He no longer wore leather bracers. Instead, he had rolled up his shirt sleeves, exposing muscular forearms smattered with black hair.

He strode to her side. “Did ye wish to search the bedchambers now?”

“Aye.” She laid Lena on the mattress alongside Bea and ran her hand over the lass’s soft tresses. The little one curled up, her sleepy eyes heavy.

When Elsbeth stood, Brandon extended his arm toward the door. “After ye.”

She crossed the room, and the two walked down the dim corridor in silence. Sconces’ flames flickered in an evening breeze. They passed stone lattice windows overlooking the courtyard. Little white crosses set before dozens of soil mounds lined the interior. Men moved amongst the freshly dug earth, some carrying draped bundles that she assumed contained bodies, while others shoveled dirt. The somber abbey’s blackened walls stained with innocents’ blood creaked and moaned, seemingly grieving over the tragic loss.

Elsbeth’s throat clogged. She wrapped her arms about herself and hurried to the children’s chamber. She stepped into the room and paused. The rustic table and chairs lay in pieces, the torn mattresses smoldered, and the orphan’s clothes had been strewn about the room. She picked up a soot streaked gown Morgana often wore and shook it out as she reached for a tattered tunic at her feet.

Brandon found a cloth sack, and he stuffed a pair of trews inside. “Place the items in here.”

After stashing the clothes, her foot kicked a hard sharp object. She stooped, and her fingers closed around Alainne’s drawing slate. The cold stone the lass had so proudly adorned had been broken into several large fragments.

Elsbeth’s chest tightened, and her eyes stung. Balanced on the balls of her feet, she hugged the fragment to her and bowed her head. She’d held up, had been strong until this moment. After all she’d experienced—killing a man while trying to protect the children and witnessing the abbey’s demise under the fiends’ brutality—this wee broken picture brought her to tears.

Strong hands clasped her shoulders and coaxed her to stand. The commander’s palms slid down her arms. “Ye need not hold it in, Sister.”

Something about his words gave her the liberty to abandon the emotional restraint she’d latched onto. Before she knew what she was about, she turned into him, and he folded his arms about her, holding her against him.

She closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Brandon placed his head on top of hers and secure warmth flowed through her core. Her arms eased around his waist, his body tensed, and his muscles grew taut. Afraid he’d break the embrace, she stilled and breathed in his comforting scent of pine and smoke.

No words were spoken. None were necessary. Somehow this fierce warrior had reached within her and had given her the comfort she desperately needed.

LaneMcFarlandPictureWhere can readers find you?

I love to hear from readers! Here is my email address: mcfarland.lane@gmail.com

Website:  http://lanemcfarland.com

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Twitter:  @LaneMcFarland

Where can readers find your books? Here is my author page. You’ll find my books listed here.

http://www.amazon.com/Lane-McFarland/e/B00G7UQZNI/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1