New Release: Dog Days of Summer by P.J. Fiala


P.J. Fiala has partnered with Goddess Fish Promotions to celebrate the release of her book Dog Days of Summer. As part of her tour, P.J. will be awarding a rack card with Dog Tags to FIVE randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour, and a Grand Prize of a Kindle Paperwhite loaded with books from fellow authors to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. The author will also award a free ebook to FIVE randomly drawn hosts. see the end of this post for the link to P.J.’s rafflecopter.

Now enjoy this quick interview with P.J.

Tell us about your journey to publication?

Well, all I can say is, WOW.  Who knew all there was to publishing a book?  Having stories floating around in my head all of my life, I thought I would start writing them down.  You would think, well, that’s done.  Let’s get this baby published.   I had no idea what there was to publishing.  I started looking on the internet and searching for what to do next, publishing companies, etc.

I had to find a cover designer that I liked to pull together my cover.  I had to find an editor, because, let’s face it, writing the story and not having it edited is where so many independently published authors go wrong.  Then there is formatting for all the different media, there are ISBN’s to purchase and endless uploading.  Done, right?

What about marketing? Marketing? If no one knows your book is out there, you have to tell them. Oh. My. God. Marketing is endless. The internet is fabulous for getting in touch with hundreds if not thousands of people. But, you have to have a message that they want to hear. You have to find them where they are, i.e. facebook, twitter, Google+.  That also means creating teasers, trailers, tweets and so much more.

It has been a year and a half of non-stop learning, but I think I’m getting there.

What is your favorite indulgence (i.e. spa treatment, favorite bad-for-you food, etc)?

I just love a great massage and pedicure.  Oh, and on a good day a facial too.  What a guilty pleasure that is.

I understand you and your husband have a motorcycle – tell us about your last road trip.

The beginning of August we took our annual bike trip.  This year we rode the upper part of lower Michigan.  We zig-zagged across the state and then went up into upper Michigan for the week. We woke up each morning, looked at the map and decided where we wanted to end up for the night.  It was great, no schedules, no drama, nice friends, fabulous weather, great roads, perfect. We stayed in a different city each night and everyone got to see something they wanted to see. Next year we’re heading out west.  Sturgis is having their 75th anniversary, so we will stop there for a day or so, but mostly I think we’re headed to Wyoming.

What do you like best about your hero, Jeremiah?

Jeremiah is the kind of man every woman would want.  He’s loyal, sometimes to a fault. He’s HOT!, smart, dependable, and so loving. He is a veteran and honors other veterans by holding an annual veteran’s ride each year and donated the proceeds to area veterans in need.

What book(s) are you working on next?

I am working on Ryder’s story.  Ryder is one of Jeremiah’s twin sons.  Ryder is sexy, dependable and loyal.  The problem is he’s also shy.  What happens when a shy man finds the woman that could be his life partner and he can’t bring himself to ask her out?

Cover_Dog Days of SummerA blurb about Dog Days of Summer:

Owning Rolling Thunder Motorcycles, Inc. and raising his twin sons was top priority in Dog’s life. That was until he met Jocelyn James, the sweet, loving, single mother of Gunnar, a young man who works for Dog.

Joci raised Gunnar alone all of his life after her cheating, dickhead of a boyfriend ran off with another woman. She finished school, started her own graphic design business and hung out with friends and family. The last thing on her mind was men! That is until she met Dog.

The chemistry is undeniable. The passion is incredible. The family bond is like no other.


“Are you seeing someone?” He held his breath. It was probably none of his business, but in all the times Gunnar had spoke of his mother, he never mentioned a boyfriend and Jeremiah knew his dad was out of the picture.

Her tongue darted out and moistened her lips as she looked at him with the most beautiful gray eyes he had ever seen. Framed by thick lashes, he had noticed her eyes the second she stepped through the door. When he stood in her space to shake her hand, her perfume filled his senses and caused his brain to short circuit for a few beats, which also caused his cock to thicken.

“Ah, no. No boyfriend. I… just can’t.” Joci took a step back and started to turn to leave his office.

“Call me if you have any questions, Joci. I’m excited to get this logo implemented. It’s something that’s been missing for a long time now.”

As she turned to walk out the door, Jeremiah took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She was breath taking. Tiny little body, beautiful smile framed by dimples, and she was smart. She had pegged his business needs within minutes of walking in the door of his shop. He wanted to get to know her better. He had never dreamed of finding a woman like her.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

AuthorPic_Dog Days of SummerI was born in a suburb of St. Louis, Missouri named Bridgeton. During my time in Missouri, I explored the Ozarks, swam in the Mississippi River, and played kickball and endless games of hide and seek with the neighborhood kids. Spending summers in Kentucky with my grandmother, Ruth, are the fondest childhood memories for me.

At the age of thirteen, my family moved to Wisconsin to learn to farm. Yes, learn to farm! That was interesting. Taking city kids and throwing them on a farm with twenty-eight cows purchased from the humane society because they had been abused was interesting. I learned to milk cows, the ins and outs of breeding and feeding schedules, the never ending haying in the summer, and trying to stay warm in the winter. Our first winter in Wisconsin we had thirty-six inches of snow in one storm and were snowed in our house for three days! Needless to say, I wasn’t loving Wisconsin.

I am now married with four children and two grandchildren and a new one on the way this summer. I have learned to love Wisconsin, though I still hate snow. Wisconsin and the United States are beautiful, and my husband and I travel around by motorcycle seeing new sites and meeting new people. It never ceases to amaze me how many people are interested in where we are going and what we have seen along the way. At every gas station, restaurant, and hotel, we have people come up to us and ask us about what we are doing as well as offer advice on which roads in the area are better than others.

I come from a family of veterans. My grandfather, father, brother, two of my sons, and one daughter-in-law are all veterans. Needless to say, I am proud. Proud to be an American and proud of the service my amazing family has given.

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New Release: A Soldier’s Seduction by Brandi Evans


Hola, Lovelies!

I’m so honored you stopped by to learn a little about me and my first CYOA (Choose Your Own Romance) A Soldier’s Seduction. With the different possible choices—for both the reader and for myself—this was such a fun story to write. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. ;-)

I’d also like to thank my wonderful host for having me here today. You so totally rock!

Tell us about your journey to publication.

Well, one day at work, I got bored and decided to write down one of the stories rolling around in my head. It was a romantic suspense about a woman who falls in love with her murdered husband’s little brother as they search for the killer. It never got published, and I looked back at it a few years back and I can see why. The idea’s good, but the writing was atrocious. ;)

After that story, I drifted around a while, “trying out” different genres until finally discovering I really like the hot stuff. Seriously, like it, LOL. Not sure what that says about me, but I really don’t care. *grin* Sex between consenting human beings, no matter the number of partners or genders involved, is beautiful to me.

My first published erotic romance was with Ellora’s Cave, a sexy paranormal about a fallen angel. Since then, I’ve been published/contracted with Silk Words and Loose Id. It’s been a fun journey, and I can’t wait to see what happens next!

What is your favorite indulgence (food or spa treatment or other)?

Coffee, coffee and coffee.

Did I mention coffee?

In case you haven’t guessed, I’m a total coffee addict. I probably spend more at Starbucks in a month than I do at the gas pump. *hangs head* It’s quite sad. I keep saying ‘one day’ I’ll get my addiction under control, but luckily, “one day” hasn’t come yet. J

A Solder’s Seduction is a “choose your own ending” book. Tell us more about that and how different it was to write.

For me, the hardest thing was to stop thinking in a straight line. These stories are fluid. You’re having to put together different storylines, remember what is said in each storyline, make sure you don’t repeat yourself—or worse, forget to add something important that you mentioned in a previous “fork.”

It’s a bitch on my ADHD, but it it’s fun too. There have been many, many times where I’ve been torn over two different directions I wanted to go with my hero/heroine? Now I get to explore more.

In A Soldier’s Seduction, my heroine, Gen, gets to choose whether she wants to seduce her best friend by taking him to a sex club or by inviting him to her place for an intimate dinner in. Does she entice him further by playing a game with melted chocolate or does she take him straight to her bedroom? Does she stay on their “private” platform at the sex club or do they go mingle?

And for the reader, part of the fun is going back once you’ve finished and making different decisions on your next read! It’s great fun. J

What do you like best about your heroine, Genevieve?

She’s frackin’ fearless! Once she realizes she’s in love with her best friend/business partner, Liam, she makes plans to do something about it. And damn does that girl go big! (And depending on which “side” of the story you read, one plan is bigger than the other, LOL).

What are you working on next?

Well, I’m finishing up self-edits on another Silk Words CYOA story. I also have a military-themed m/m erotic romance coming out from Loose Id in early October. After that, I’ve got to do self-edits on a military-themed romance novel about an Army hero who lost part of his leg after an IED explosion. So much to do, so little time, LOL!

Blurb for Soldier’s Seduction:

Cover_ASoldiersSeductionWhen Gen learns her best guy friend is going back to Afghanistan, she arranges an erotic sendoff he’ll never forget.

GENEVIEVE FOSTER can no longer deny the truth. She’s fallen in love with her business partner and best friend, LIAM ENGLAND. She’s hesitant to tell him the truth, at least until she learns his National Guard unit is going back to the Middle East. Now, all bets are off. She heads to the mall for the perfect erotic outfit. And by outfit, she, of course, means lingerie. A dark blue baby-doll for an intimate evening in or a leather bustier for a night of sinful pleasures at The Erogenous Zone…

Pick Your Path to Romance.

Blurring the line between fiction and gaming, offers high-quality romance and erotica that allows individual readers to choose how stories proceed. SilkWords is the place for smart, busy, adventurous women to unwind and have fun.


“Are you ever going to un-blindfold me?”

“Maybe,” I teased, praying my nervousness didn’t leak through.

Taking Liam by the hands, I tugged him from the passenger’s seat of my Ford Escape. I’d given my handsome companion only one clue about tonight’s adventure — to wear something sexy — and damn if Liam hadn’t delivered.

A pair of black sheen slacks covered his legs, and the light blue button-down I’d given him on his last birthday had beautifully brought out the azure of his eyes. I’d hated to cover them with the blindfold, but it couldn’t be helped.

He’d shaved and cut his hair, his blond locks sporting an Army crew cut, making him look strong, virile, a vision of alpha-tastic yumminess. He’d no doubt fit right in inside The Erogenous Zone. Lord knew he was doing a number on my erogenous zones.

My heart had been doing the samba since I’d knocked on Liam’s door. I’d had to employ every self-restraint trick I’d known — as well as several I’d invented on the fly — just to keep from jumping him right then and there. I’d put a lot of planning into our erotic outing, and I didn’t want to derail everything because I couldn’t control myself.

Liam had talked about coming to The Erogenous Zone since the club had opened, but reservations were few and far between. He’d asked me to come with him. I’d been thrilled until I’d learned his request probably had more to do with the fact couples had less of a waiting list than single males. Still, I liked to believe Liam had wanted to go with me because he wanted me at his side.

“There’s a step here,” I said as we left the shadows of the parking lot behind and moved into the soft glow of the club’s outside lighting. Liam held tight to me as we stepped over the curb and onto the path leading to the entrance. The club loomed large and imposing in front of us, an enormous brick building with graffiti spray-painted on the sides. According to the website, the place had been an abandoned warehouse before the owner had repurposed it, and from where we stood, an abandoned warehouse was exactly what it still looked like.

As we reached the entrance, a man the size of a small mountain approached us. He wore all black, save for a tiny splash of color on the right pocket. Written in multi-hued lettering, the club’s logo stood out against the dark background. Two full sleeves of tattoos covered his arms. Metal studs pierced his eyebrows, his nose, his lips — all in multiple places.

“Do you have a reservation?” The bouncer’s voice reverberated, a deep, gravelly resonance I swore I could feel inside my bones.

I swallowed hard, hoping to displace the unease suddenly bottlenecking in my throat. “Yes. For Genevieve Foster. Plus one.”

Muscles glanced at his clipboard and then opened the door. “This way, Ms. Foster. If you’ll see Rachel at the front desk, she’ll get you checked in.”

I nodded. The reality of the moment bitch-slapped me. I was about to take my best guy friend into a sex club so I could seduce him. Our entire relationship hinged on what would happen in the next few moments. I could finally have the man I loved in my arms, or I could lose a dear friend forever.

Things hadn’t seemed this real in the planning phase.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that’s way more interesting than the truth!

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders.

These days, she calls The Natural State home where she lives with her hubby, two beautiful daughters, two dogs and a cat who has yet to realize she doesn’t own the place. Soldier. Wife. Mom. Multi-published smut writer. Brandi’s life might not be “traveling Gypsy” interesting, but she’s had fun. And in the end, isn’t that all that really matters?

A Soldier’s Seduction is available FREE from the publisher:







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New Release: Make Me Crazy by Cody Gary

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Codi Gary has teamed up with Goddess Fish Promotions to celebrate the release of her book Make Me Crazy. As part of her book tour, Codi will be awarding a signed copy of Make Me Crazy to a randomly drawn commenter at every stop (US ONLY) during the tour; and a Grand Prize of a $25 Amazon/BN GC plus a signed copy of Make Me Crazy (US ONLY) will be awarded to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

Follow Codi’s entire tour and leave comments at each stop. The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here:

Tell us about your journey to publication.

When we moved to Idaho, I spent the first four months in a basement and it wasn’t until that summer that I made any friends. So, after I had finished all the books on my shelf, I started writing a novel. It was awful, but I finished it, so I started querying agents. When I saw a Facebook post from Avon Romance, requesting submissions for Valentine’s Day novellas, I started writing The Trouble with Sexy. After I submitted it, I was on pins and needles, until ten days later I got an email offering me a publishing contract.

When you sit down to write a new story what comes first plot or characters or something else?

I write character descriptions first and then a short summery of the story.

What is your favorite indulgence (spa treatment, food, other)?

Oh, I love my white mochas….

What do you like best about your heroine in Make Me Crazy?

I love that Rand isn’t afraid to be herself, and damn anyone who doesn’t like her.

What’s coming up next for you?

I have two more releases this year, one for Loco, and one for Rock Canyon, and then next year I have four more books coming out.

 About Make Me Crazy:

MEDIA KIT Make Me Crazy - Codi GaryMiranda “Rand” Coleman has seen the way love can wreck a person and wants absolutely no part of it. When her granddaddy dies suddenly, he leaves a clause in his will that has her married in three months or she loses her inheritance. Unwilling to give up the Double C Ranch, she starts to set her eyes towards the eligible men in town, with little luck in finding a man she can stand for a minute let alone a year. Until she sets eyes on the new veterinarian and enlists the help of her womanizing best friend, Jake, to help.

Jake Hansen is a single guy who likes his women pretty and uncomplicated, with no plans to settle down anytime soon. When he decides to help Rand hook her man, he has no idea the effect watching Rand change would have on him. Especially when she starts letting her gorgeous brown hair down and showing off a body he didn’t even know she had. Before too long, Jake isn’t just lusting after his best friend, he’s feeling downright possessive. But when it comes down to the wire, will he get over his issues and step up to the alter…or lose the only woman he was ever meant to love?


Surprising himself, he reached out to brush a piece of hair from her forehead and said sincerely, “There are a ton of men in this town who would be lucky to have someone like you.”

He barely had time to dwell on the softness of her skin before, in true Rand form, she started making gagging noises. “Alright, if we’re done with the touchy feely moment, can I start this movie? Disembowelment I can handle, but this sappy chick talk is nauseating.”

“How is it you can be more of a guy than I am?” He asked, watching her get up and head towards the DVD player, silently cursing himself for his craziness. Whatever weird glitch was going on with him, he needed to nip it in the bud. For a brief moment, he was thinking Red wasn’t so nuts to consider marrying Rand. If she was willing to give her future husband some kind of financial help, as long as he stayed out of her business, why not him? He’d been wanting to buy Loco Tack and Feed for several months, had planned on applying for a loan, but with the money from Rand, he wouldn’t need to deal with the bank.

And it wouldn’t be like it was a real marriage.

“I don’t act like a guy.” Rand said, twisting around after putting the DVD in. “I’m just not one of those prissy girls you and Red seem to think are sooo wonderful.”

Red’s idea about fluffing up Rand’s femininity popped into Jake’s head. “What if you dressed up a bit? Put on some make up? Maybe you’d catch someone’s attention.”

She gave him a dubious look as she sat next to him. “Because I don’t believe in false advertising. Now, hush up. I want to watch this guy get sliced up.”


“Entertaining.” She contradicted.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

An obsessive bookworm for twenty years, Codi Gary likes to write sexy small-town contemporary romances with humor, grand gestures, and blush-worthy moments. When she’s not writing, she can be found reading her favorite authors, squealing over her must-watch shows and playing with her children. She lives in Idaho with her family. Visit her website http://www.codigarysbooks.comfor latest news, social media, or just to say hi

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NOTE:  This is the second book in the Loco, Texas series. Book 3 will be released in June 2014.


New Release: The Blue Effect by Rose Shababy


This post is part of a virtual book tour celebrating the release of The Blue Effect by Rose Shababy. Enter to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card at the end of the post. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Blue Brennan is jaded and bitter despite her pinup girl looks and quick wit. Night after night, she scours the Seattle club scene looking for someone or something to fill the emptiness inside.

When she meets the mysterious Kasey, her world stops… literally. He claims she has the ability to control time and stuns her even further when he reveals his own gifts.

Blue is inexplicably drawn to Kasey and reluctantly enters his world filled with a new breed of humanity. They’re misfits like her, blessed or cursed with powerful abilities, struggling to hide their differences from the rest of society.

Then the group discovers a nameless, faceless sociopath with nightmarish powers; and he’s coming for Blue. She’s left reeling when they discover her gifts are the key to defeating his terrible evil and saving them all.

Now she must race against the clock to harness her own powers and save her new friends. Can she be more than a renegade? Can she be a hero too?

Enjoy an excerpt:

He held out his free hand and I reached for it without thinking. Taking the hand of this stranger seemed like the most natural thing in the world.


Our fingers touched and my skin came alive. I felt a surge of electricity as some sort of energy shot from his hand into mine, running through my whole body and back to his like an endless circuit. I couldn’t stifle the gasp that broke through my lips. I stared at him, my vision narrowing until his face and eyes and smile were the only things I could see.

The energy between us exploded outward like a wave into the crowd, through the people and everything around me stopped. The music ended like a switch had been flipped, the people froze mid-step and even the air around me seemed to stop moving.

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About the Author:

Rose Shababy and her family reside in eastern Washington State. Rose grew up in the Northwest but swears she’s going to move to warmer climates someday. She’s claimed this for over 20 years, however, and has yet to move more than 75 miles away from her mother.

Rose has a deep love of all things Star Trek and yearns to travel the heavens, as well as an intense desire to be bitten by a radioactive spider. Unfortunately she sucks at science and math so she hasn’t been able bring her dreams to life, instead living vicariously through books, comics, television and film. She hopes to someday make a million dollars so she can afford to buy her way to the international space station, but she’d settle for being able to fly around the world and leap tall buildings in a single bound.

Rose also loves to cook and worked for years in a gourmet Italian grocery and deli where she learned to hone her skills. She prepares culinary masterpieces for her family, but fervently wishes the dishes would wash themselves. Especially now that her dishwashers/children are nearly grown and only one still lives at home.

Rose likes to use her free time wisely. For instance, she likes to daydream, will often read for hours until she falls asleep on the couch with an electric blanket and a warm tabby cat curled up on her hip, as well as spending cozy weekend days watching Syfy movies like Sharknado and Mega Piranha with her husband.

If Rose were a cartoon animal, she’d prefer to be a wise old owl or a sleek and sexy jaguar, but in reality she’d probably be a myopic mole with coke-bottle glasses.

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New Release: Must Love Breeches by Angela Quarles


Today I’m pleased to have Angela Quarles dropping in to tell us about her new book, Must Love Breeches.

Tell us a little about yourself.

I live in an old family home in the beautiful and quirky Mobile on the Gulf Coast of Alabama. When I’m not writing or revising or researching, I’m tending our herb and vegetable garden, reading, or sharing a pint or glass of wine with friends. I also try to do home renovations when I can.

What is your favorite indulgence (food, spa treatment, gift to yourself)?

I’m kind of boring that way. I read a lot, but it’s usually at lunch, dinner or right before I go to sleep. To me, a major indulgence would be to sit on the front porch or lie in my hammock ALL DAY and read. I fondly remember times in the past when I could actually laze around a whole weekend with a book. Sigh.

What do you like most about your heroine Isabelle Rochon from Must Love Breeches?

Hmm, perhaps her outlook on life. She can definitely laugh at herself and find humor in the situations she’s been thrust into. I also like that she’s a big Jane Austen fan ;) But I think mainly, it’s her enthusiasm about the things she’s interested in, which is history, and it’s one of the main aspects of her personality that attracts the hero, Lord Montagu.

Must Love Breeches is the first in a series. Tell us more about the series.

The series probably could be read as stand-alone time travel novels, but there is a small, over-arching tie in across them that is only hinted at in Book One, so I won’t say anything more about it here, as I don’t want to give it away. Essentially, though, through means I can’t divulge yet, there’s a calling card case that Isabelle discovers under her floorboards when she’s renovating her house and it has the ability to zap people to a point in the past on a wish. The case brings the person to the time, and the person, where they will find fulfillment in love. I love history, so each one will be a completely different period in history from this first one.

What are you working on next?

I’ve got two things I’m working on right now. I’m about to send to an editor, the first book in a steampunk romance series that’s a spin-off from the Must Love series. Set in an alternate Deep South in 1890, Steam Me Up, Rawley features a commitment-averse reporter who wants to prove her worth and seizes on the recent Jack the Ripper-style murders as her big break, but her father’s handsome new business partner threatens her with something more terrifying–marriage. I’m hoping to publish it in January/February of next year. After that, will be Book 2 in the Must Love Series, Must Love Chainmail– A micro-managing bride-to-be is accidentally thrust through time to medieval Wales during a rebellion she can’t control and into the arms of a knight of questionable allegiance she can’t resist. In November, I hope to start the first draft of Book 3, Must Love Kilts.

About Must Love Breeches:

She’s finally met the man of her dreams. There’s only one problem: he lives in a different century.

“A fresh, charming new voice” – New York Times bestselling author Tessa Dare

AngelaQuarles_MustLoveBreeches_200pxHOW FAR WOULD YOU TRAVEL FOR LOVE?

A mysterious artifact zaps Isabelle Rochon to pre-Victorian England, but before she understands the card case’s significance a thief steals it. Now she must find the artifact, navigate the pitfalls of a stiffly polite London, keep her time-traveling origins a secret, and resist her growing attraction to Lord Montagu, the Vicious Viscount so hot, he curls her toes.

To Lord Montagu nothing makes more sense than keeping his distance from the strange but lovely Colonial. However, when his scheme for revenge reaches a stalemate, he convinces Isabelle to masquerade as his fiancée. What he did not bargain on is being drawn to her intellectually as well as physically.

Lord Montagu’s now constant presence overthrows her equilibrium and her common sense. Isabelle thought all she wanted was to return home, but as passion flares between them, she must decide when her true home—as well as her heart—lies.


A reenactment ball was the perfect setting for romance. Or not.

Isabelle Rochon fidgeted in her oddly-shaped-but-oh-so-accurate ball gown, surrounded by women who’d sacrificed historical authenticity for sex appeal. Red carpet ball gowns in the nineteenth century, really? Once again she was like the dorky kid participating in dress-up day at school when everyone else had magically decided it was lame.

“Gah. I feel like a green robot with strange battle armor.” Isabelle pointed to her dark green dress, the shoulders flaring out almost to a point, exaggerating their width. “What were the fashionistas in 1834 thinking?”

“I have no bloody idea.” Jocelyn squeezed the poof of fabric at her shoulder. “These huge-ass sleeves are ridiculous.”

“Ah, screw it, we’re having fun, right? I’m not going to self-sabotage the ball. Not after all the time I spent obsessing over my costume.”

“And obsessing over the etiquette rules.”

“That too.” Besides, how fun was it to learn Jocelyn shared her obsession with guys in period clothes and bodice-ripper romances?

Isabelle eyed a guy strolling past in tight-fitting, buff-colored pantaloons. She pitched her voice to be heard over the string quartet. “Hmm. How about the clothes on that daring derriere?”

Jocelyn sucked on her olive and plopped the empty stir stick into her martini. “Oh, yes. Definitely a breech-ripper.”

Isabelle choked on her Bellini, the champagne fizz tickling her throat and nose. This was the first opportunity they’d had to socialize outside work, so she treated this moment delicately, afraid to puncture the mood. No need to point out he sported pantaloons, not breeches.

She should ease up on the drink, though. She didn’t want to get plastered at the Thirty-fourth Annual Prancing Through History Reenactment Ball. Especially since her new colleagues would be around. And her boss. She needed to impress him.

“Look lively,” Jocelyn said, her voice low, with a dollop of teasing. “Here comes the office hottie.”

She’d been cultivating a mild crush on Andrew since starting her new job at the British Museum six months ago. The whole situation was perfect. A guy in the same field would respect her interests, wouldn’t expect her to give up her profession for a relationship. He was safe. If it worked out, great, if not, no biggie. She was happy, finally, with how her life was working out.

She’d pictured him in period clothing before, looking resplendent.

He did.

“Hi, Andrew.” Her voice came out a little too high. Jeez, could she sound any more like a lovesick fool? She always did this around gorgeous men—went ga-ga as if she couldn’t rub two brain cells together. She gazed around the Duke of Chelmsford’s newly renovated ballroom and pretended as if her breath hadn’t quickened and her body hadn’t heated at the sight of Andrew.

“Hello, Isabelle. Jocelyn.” Andrew nodded. His smile felt like a gift for her alone.

Her pulse throbbed. He’d sought her out. Play it cool. Say something witty. “So, uh, having fun yet?” Having fun yet?

Something, or someone, in the crowd hogged his attention. She followed his gaze until she found it. Or rather him. Their boss at the bar.

Andrew faced her and the remnants of calculation on his hot-as-heck features disappeared behind his over-bright grin.

He leaned closer.

The artificial tang of his cologne drifted her way. She wrinkled her nose.

“Well done on the Whittaker exhibit. Finding that journal was a bit of a coup. It’ll be a fine addition to the exhibit, once it’s built.”

He’d noticed. She’d worked damn hard. “Thank you.” Why couldn’t Brits find her Southern accent as sexy as she found theirs?

“Glad you came across the pond to work with us. That find should put you in the running for the promotion.”

Good. The promotion would mean she could stay in London. Well, it would make staying easier. No matter what, she was determined to remain.

“Of course, you’ll have to beat me out.”

Cold clarity hit her stomach like accidentally gulping a glass of iced gin instead of iced water, jolting her from her usual foray into Incoherent Land around attractive guys. “You’re applying too?” Of course he was.

“Without a doubt. Career changer and all. I’m a shoo-in. Sure you still want to apply?”

Could she scrub the smug look off his face? She settled for the less satisfactory, but more controlled, “Yes.”

Now catching her boss’s attention was more important than ever. Besides wanting to escape into another era, she’d also hoped her costume would impress him. She glanced at the wet bar. Drat. Where had her boss gone?

Andrew slipped his hand around her elbow, pulling her closer. “How about we ditch this party and grab a pint? You and me.” He ignored Jocelyn, who stared back and forth between them.

It all made sense—his sudden interest after dismissing her for months, the calculation she’d caught when he’d turned back—he thought he’d intimidate and charm her into giving up the position.

She yanked her arm free, saying, “Fat chance, you smarmy horndog,” which cut through the room because, of course, the music had just ended.

Jocelyn snorted her drink, eyes watering, and coughed, fighting to catch her breath. For a moment, her coughing was the only sound punctuating the silence.

The curious eyes of the onlookers made Isabelle feel as if a huge moat had sprung up around her. The moat of Beware, All Ye Who Enter—Idiot in the Center. If one of those eyes were her boss…

Andrew trotted out his grin, the one that used to make her insides hum. “Thought we had a connection. No?” He backed away, hands up, eyes locked with hers in a you’re-such-a-fool stare, his heels snapping on the marble floor with each backward step. “Cheers, then, babe. May the best man win.” He nodded and sauntered off.

Jocelyn, bless her, completely ignored the Moat of Embarrassment and stepped to Isabelle’s side. “How had we never noticed what an ass he was?”

“Probably because we were too busy drooling?”

“There is that.”

“Seriously, I should just go pound my head against the nearest vertical object and repeat one hundred times, ‘When will I learn?’”

“Just be careful not to poke out your eye with those lethal shoulder sleeves.”

“Ha.” But Jocelyn’s dry humor softened Isabelle’s mood. “Can’t believe he expects me to just roll over. I have to get the promotion, I need the security. No way am I going to sacrifice my dream to be with a guy, I don’t care how hot he is.”

Never again would she let a jerk encased in good-looking skin influence her life. Been there. Done that. Have the gold-stitched Fool’s cap.

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Angela is a geek girl romance writer. What makes her romances geeky? Whether it’s fan girling over Ada Lovelace by having her as a secondary character in Must Love Breeches, or outright geek references with geek types in her romantic comedy with paranormal elements, Beer and Groping in Las Vegas, or going all Southern steampunk in Steam Me Up, Rawley, she likes to have fun with her romances and hopes her readers do too.

Angela works at an independent bookstore and lives in an historic house in the beautiful and quirky town of Mobile, AL. When she’s not writing, she enjoys the usual stuff like gardening, reading, hanging out, eating, drinking, chasing squirrels out of the walls and creating the occasional knitted scarf. She’s had a varied career, including website programming and directing a small local history museum, and has discovered that writing allows her to explore all her interests.

She has a B.A. in Anthropology and International Studies with a minor in German from Emory University, and a Masters in Heritage Preservation from Georgia State University. She was an exchange student to Finland in high school and studied abroad in Vienna one summer in college.

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New Release: A Gentleman & A Rogue by Stephanie Burkhart

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Lady Keira Russell is destined to bring compressed natural gas to Britain. Her inner courage and mental toughness rarely falter – except when Prince Edmund Windsor is involved.

Edmund of Wales is from the future. His last jaunt through history muffed up the time line. Now, he’s here to set it straight and win Keira’s heart.

For Keira, if it isn’t one obstacle, it’s another. Queen Victoria has sponsored a competition to find a cleaner fuel source than coal. Keira’s father is trying to build a windmill and the Ridgecrofts are working with gasoline. Then there’s Edmund, whose sensual kisses and heated stares distract her down to her bones.

Keira has a choice: trust Edmund’s notorious mischief-making or put her faith in Queen Victoria to make the right decision, but if Keira makes the wrong choice, the future of Great Britain will be changed forever.

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Alice dug into her reticule and removed a small slender cylinder. She pressed a button and a beam of light shot out.

“Amazing! How did you do that?” asked Keira.

“It runs on a battery that generates electricity.” Alice walked over to the desk and examined the locks. She fussed in her reticule some more, pulled out some picks and went to work.

Edmund stood next to Keira and placed his hand in the small of her back. “She’s brilliant, don’t you think?”

“A girl after your own heart, I see.”

“Alice may have popped my dirigible, but I respect her all that much more for doing it.”

“You are incorrigible.”

“Come, let’s talk.” He guided her away from the desk and next to the window. The drapes were pulled back, allowing the dim, natural light from the stars and moon to filter into the room. Keira’s heart pounded in her chest. Determined to stay strong in Edmund’s tempting presence, she crossed her arms.

“Did you tell me everything back in my study?” she whispered.

He looked her over seductively, talking softly. “I told you I would the next time I saw you, and I have.”


He placed his hand on her shoulder, trailing his finger up the soft skin of her neck, cupping her cheek. His eyes never left hers. “I want to see you again. Soon.”

“It isn’t wise.”

“I know. I don’t care.” His voice grew low and husky.

Keira hesitated. Her body thrummed with warmth from his touch. Uncomfortable heat pooled in her core. She tried to fight, to set her resolve and step away from him, but she couldn’t. His gaze riveted on her face and moved over her body slowly. “I didn’t forget you. I couldn’t. You’re never far from my thoughts.”

Logic. She needed logic. “You’re from the future. I’m your past.”

He shrugged. “I don’t see it that way.”

Her knees weakened. “How do you see it?”

Stephanie Burkhart is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD. She was born and raised in Manchester, New Hampshire. She served 11 years in the US Army and currently calls Castaic, California her home. Stephanie was married in Denmark in 1991 and has two young sons. She adores chocolate and is addicted to coffee. She writes paranormal, contemporary, and steampunk romance and has two children’s books published with 4RV Publishing.












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Real bad boys can grow up to be real
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Hit hard by
the death of her parents, Paige Ryan needs to figure out what to do with her
life. She moves to Whispering Springs, Texas, to be near her step-brother. But
just as she starts to get her life on track, the last man she ever wanted to
see again sends it right back off the rails.
Montgomery was on the cusp of having it all. Three bull riding titles, fame,
fortune and respect from his family. Until a bad bull leaves him injured, angry
and searching for comfort at the bottom of a bottle. With nowhere to go, he
moves into his sister-in-law’s old ranch house in Whispering Springs—which he’s
surprised to find already occupied.
As Cash
rebuilds the dilapidated home and Paige starts out on her medical career, their
old friendship begins to reemerge and sparks are ignited. Paige knows that Cash
is nothing but a heartache waiting to happen. But maybe this bad boy has grown
up to be a real good man?
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winning author Cynthia D’Alba was born and raised in Arkansas. After being gone
for seventeen years, she’s thrilled to be back home living on the banks of an
eight-thousand acre lake. When she’s not reading, writing or plotting, she’s
doorman for her two dogs, cook, housekeeper and chief bottle washer for her
husband and slave to a noisy, messy parrot. She loves to chat online with
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