#RomanticIdea by Rachelle Paige “On the Rocks” @rpaigebooks

Rachelle’s #RomanticIdea to enjoy this summer

Nothing beats a patio filled with candlelight, soft music, and sharing a dessert with your sweetheart on a warm night under the stars. Turning the backyard into a favorite date spot means more couple time after our kids head to bed.

 

Blurb:

Eric Sadler needs a break from the woods. His writing career has hit a dead-end and he’s desperate to figure out how to break into publishing. He accepts a temporary teaching position at his alma mater and meets a woman he can’t stop thinking about. Unfortunately for him, it turns out he’s already forgotten her from his long-ago college days.EB

Jennifer Campbell has too much going on to worry about running into her undergrad crush. She’s trying to find a way forward after an ugly break-up has threatened her career. She built a successful branding business one client at a time. She knows how to help get a company to the next level. Her skill set is exactly what Eric needs. But she knows better than to blur her professional and personal lives again.
Eric has no intention of letting her slip away…this time.

Excerpt:

Sitting cross-legged on her best-friend’s guest bed, Jennifer Campbell scanned the notes she’d jotted down on the spiral bound notebook. Her mind blanked as the words bled into one another. Agreeing to teach a semester long seminar at her alma mater had been easy and opportune. But actually planning her lectures and lessons ten years after graduating college had proved a difficult task. A knock sounded at the door seconds before the door burst open and the knob banged against the wall.

“Cookie?” Rebecca held out a platter overflowing with chocolate chip cookies.

Jen slid off the bed and held out her hands to grab the treats from her pregnant best friend.

“Cookies too? Becs, you should be resting!” Jen set the platter on the nightstand and offered a hand to help. But Rebecca waved her off and lowered herself onto the end of the bed. The mattress tilted a little when Jen joined her.

“You sound like Tom,” Rebecca stuffed a cookie in her mouth, crumbs spilling out at her words.

Jen bit her lip to stop the reply. Being compared to Tom, Rebecca’s adoring and steady husband, wasn’t a bad thing. She grabbed the plate off the table and set it between them, taking a bite reached for a cookie off the plate now resting in her lap and took a bite. The bitter dark chocolate and sweet brown sugar nearly had her swooning.

“These are sinful.”

“And there are plenty more,” Rebecca wiped the back of her hand across her mouth. “I had a craving and couldn’t stop making dough. If you want one, just look for the bag in the freezer.”

“So right now in your kitchen you have a giant bag of cookie dough? Why did you have to tell me? Even looking at a cookie makes me gain five pounds!”

“You look great, as always. I’d love to be a size twelve again. I’d love to be able to see my waist!”

Jen fought against her inclination to roll her eyes. Eating in an upstairs bedroom in a snug bungalow on a quiet street in Bloomington, Indiana both dressed in pajama pants and oversized t-shirts, transported Jen back in time. But the warmth and safety of the future had evaporated for Jen with the mistakes she’d made since leaving the college town. Rebecca’s protruding tummy only served as a reminder of the twists and complications of her adult life.

“Rebecca, thanks again. I have no idea where I would have ended up.”

“You’re welcome Jen. But stop thanking me. I have a spare room, you’re only here for a couple of months, and what would you have done? Gone to an extended stay?

“Or maybe a dorm?”

“Ugh, gross,” Rebecca shuddered. “I’m glad to have you here. We haven’t gotten together since, my wedding? And geez, even then I was so distracted.”

“Yeah it is nice. Weird, all things considered.”

“I’m sure,” Rebecca nodded before reaching out to put a hand on Jen’s knee. Jen shifted and Rebecca let her hand slid off. “I’m sorry about that.”

“No you aren’t,” Jen crossed her arms. “You told me my relationship was a dead end years ago.”

“True, but I didn’t want you to waste so much time.”

 

Purchase links:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EMHBMFI

Author bio:

Rachelle stumbled into the world of romance novels in college; as a way to help speed up reading through Art History textbooks. After years in the professional world writing dry grant proposals and auction descriptions, she started writing the contemporary romance stories she wanted to read. Setting her books in some of her favorite destinations was her inspired way to require plenty of research trips every year with her family.

Author links:

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13453682.Rachelle_Paige

https://twitter.com/rpaigebooks

https://rachellepaige.com/

https://www.facebook.com/Rachelle-Paige-511680888981810/

http://www.amazon.com/Rachelle-Paige/e/B00T0T533Q

May I introduce: Krista Wagner “The Gold” @kristathegold

The Gold

 ….  is a middle-grade fantasy about a bullied ten-year old girl who stumbles upon a talking pebble.

In her latest novel, author Krista Wagner introduces us to Ten-year old Amanda who is constantly teased and tormented in school. Her home life is less than satisfactory where her widower father, often away on business trips, leaves her in the care of her indifferent teenaged sister. WorTheGold200x300 (1)se, not a day goes by when Amanda doesn’t miss her mom. To escape reality,
Amanda creates fantasy stories, but when she discovers a talking golden pebble, her imagined world turns into a new-fangled reality.

“What do you do with a secret that’s make-believe?”

 Excerpt: “Her breath got stuck in her chest, and if she had heartstrings, like the characters in her book always did, then they were being pulled right now!”

 Purchase on Amazon

Early Reader Review

You did a great job at pulling me into the story! I have been to Idaho, and I loved your depiction! From the cottage, to the scenery. Early on, I loved the setting, it felt like I was there. Another significant part of the setting that captured my attention was the forest. It really had me wondering what was in it, and was this where her speck like friend was from the intro? I definitely  felt like I knew the character, I felt like Amanda at times. Her wish to jump into fairytales at given points in time reminded me of myself. This is really going to resound and touch many people.

 

 About the author:                                                                                                  

Mother of three and Adjunct English Instructor Krista Wagner has been crafting short stories of dramatic events like murder and kidnapping since she was in high school, and has been writing in general since she was seven years old. Wagner received her B.A. in English from UMBC, her M.A. in English Composition with a Literature Concentration from CSUSB, and an M.F.A. in Creative Writing from National University. Her debut novelIntent, a spiritual dramatic thriller,  was published by TouchPoint Press in 2014. Outside of her professional life, Wagner enjoys watching suspenseful films, reading the Bible, and spending time with her family. Her psychological thriller Rian Field was released January 2016.

BISAC: Middle-grade/fantasy/Christian/Fiction

 

Contact:

Email: wagnerfamily131@yahoo.com

 

Social Media Links: 

http://kristawagner.wix.com/the-gold

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKe8RQg5gd4

http://kristawagnerintent.blogspot.com/2015/08/the-gold.html

https://twitter.com/kristathegold

https://www.facebook.com/TheGoldKristaWagner

 

May I introduce: @AmandaHesswritr “Fearless of the Fall”

Fearless of the Fall

By Amanda Hess

 

Back cover blurb:

Everything crumbled after Abby’s tragedy, even her close friendship with Jesse.  But Ashleigh never leaves her, and doesn’t press for details.  Distanced from everyone else, Abby finds solace in riding Motocross.  After Jesse steps back into Abby’s life and offers his friendship once more, things slowly begin to return to normal.  But explaining her reason for not speaking to him for seven months is too traumatic for Abby to reveal._aHess

Just when it seems they’re becoming more than friends, Abby and Jesse face a horrific storm, which incredibly brings them into an even closer proximity.  Due to the overwhelming damage, Jesse and his family stay at Abby’s house for a while.  However, passing in the upstairs hallway at home is vastly different than passing in the hallway at school. Something between them has changed, and not for the better.

There are so many things that go unspoken, including Abby’s upcoming departure for college out of state, but neither of them seems to be able to connect.  Maybe it’s best they just remain friends so that Abby can focus only on the upcoming Motocross competition.

But the arrival of Pamela, a pretty transfer student and fellow rider, complicates everything and Jesse makes a huge mistake.

Can Abby forgive him?  Or will Pamela win everything?

 

Book Excerpt:

“Come on Abby, we have to go to the basement.”  Jesse shook my shoulder.

“But, why?’’ I complained, hearing a weird sound I couldn’t place.

“The storm has gotten worse.  We need to get in the basement now!”  He urged me pulling me up by the hand and running down the hall to the basement steps.

We hurried down the steps as this noise grew louder.  My sinuses ached and my head felt like it was being squeezed.  Jesse threw me in a closet pulling the door shut behind him.  He pushed me as far into the back corner as he could. Pulling me down to the floor, he threw a heavy blanket over us.  My mind was slowly registering what was going on.  I started to shake.  Jesse picked up on this and gathered me up in his arms tightly.

“I am right here Abby.  We will be okay.”  He whispered in the dark.

“Jess-“ I started to say as a horrible noise came from outside the door.

I threw my hands over my ears and screamed.  Jesse pulled my head into his chest shielding me while he gathered the rest of my body on his lap.

“It’s okay baby, everything will be alright,” he cooed in my ear.

The house shook all around us.  Things were falling in on us from the shelves in the closet.  I could feel the air rushing under the crack of the door.  I heard the door being ripped off and felt the wind rushing all around us.  I could hear myself whimpering.  Jesse held on to me tightly. I kept my eyes tightly shut and prayed.

“It’s okay baby, almost over.” Jesse shouted over the noise.  I held on tighter. I whimpered from the pain in my head and sinuses.

“You’re okay Abby, everything will be okay!”

It felt like time was standing still.

When the shaking of the house slowly stopped and everything seemed to calm down, I slowly released my death-grip on Jesse and opened my eyes one at a time. My brain could not put together what my eyes saw.  Through where the closet door had been in the basement I could see the sky.  I looked wildly at Jesse, who had some blood on his face and arm.  I quickly disentangled myself from him and began giving him the once-over.  He had been hit by some debris that cut a small space on his cheek.  Most of the damage was on his arm.  Nothing serious, but enough to be messy.  He was checking me for injuries the same time I was working on cleaning up his arm with the blanket. He seemed satisfied with the results and pulled me hard against him in a crushing hug.  I returned his sentiments just as violently.

“Abby, I am so glad you are alright.”  He whispered with tears in his eyes.

“I am fine Jess, are you sure that you are okay?”  I asked, tears swimming in my eyes.

“We are alive, thank God!”  Jesse praised sniffing.  A tear escaped from my eye and rolled down my cheek.

“Abby-“ Jesse groaned meeting my eyes and thumbing away the tear.  He kissed me softly on the lips, it wasn’t long, but it made my insides turn to jelly.

 

Author Bio:

A Pennsylvania native, Amanda and her family moved to North Carolina three years ago.  She is happily married with three children and a granddaughter.

A lover of Author picall things creative, she will try whatever art of craft is out there.

You can usually find her doing one of four things; reading, writing, playing piano, or working on her embroidery machine.

Though Amanda has been writing since grade school, this is her first published book.

 

 

Author’s Social Media Links:

FearlessoftheFall.com

Facebook.com/Fearlessofthefall

Twitter @AmandaHesswritr

Instagram, fearlessofthefall

AmandaHessauthor@gmail.com

http://www.amazon.com/Fearless-Fall-Amanda-Hess-ebook/dp/B01C6MMHXW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1457108808&sr=8-1&keywords=Fearless+of+the+Fall

 

May I introduce: William Michael Davidson “Missing Person” @realwmdavidson

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Missing Person by William Michael Davidson

 

Blurb:

Brett Cole is one of the nearly three thousand Americans who go missing every day; however, in Brett’s case, he disappears willingly. Thirty years old and disillusioned, he packs his bags (including his Smith & Wesson) and vows to reach Mexico. William Davidson book

Halfway there, Brett stumbles upon a kidnapping and FBI Special Agent Hayden makes it clear that Brett has stumbled upon something far greater: Operation Ethereal (OE), an ultra-secret branch of the FBI in operation since the Hoover Administration, “took” Brett as a young boy because of his ability to pick up timeprints, impressions of the past. After erasing memories of the first eight years of his life, OE reinserted him into society for observation. Now that he has gone off the map, they want him back in their custody.

As Brett flees from the FBI, he must come to terms with his newly awakened gift and what it means. Can his past be redeemed and his future rewritten?

Purchase Link:  http://www.amazon.com/Missing-Person-William-Michael-Davidson-ebook/dp/B01E8JZ2R4/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Twitter ID: https://twitter.com/realwmdavidson

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/WilliamMichaelDavidson/

About the Author:

William Michael Davidson is the author of the children’s book, The Dragon William DavidsonWho Pulled Her Scales (Winner of the 2013 OCD Book Festival Award), The Dragon Who Tamed Her Temper, Missing Person, and Living Sacrifice. He lives in Long Beach, California, with his wife and two daughters. Always reading, always writing, Davidson is drawn towards stories of suspense and adventure that delve into man’s inherent desire for redemption.

May I introduce: @elaine_violette “The Diary of Narcissa Dunn”

THE DIARY OF NARCISSA DUNN
Elaine Violette
Scandalous secrets discovered in an old diary could shatter Olivia’s identity and destroy her family. Will it be its finder or a messenger from the grave who reveals its
hidden truths?
Thank you for the kind invitation to tell your readers about my newest ebook, THE DIARY OF NARCISSA DUNN, released on May 1st for Amazon and coming soon to
other outlets. 
Blurb
THE DIARY OF NARCISSA DUNN is a ghostly love story that combines historical fiction with romantic and paranormal elements. Set in New England, pre-Civil War, the story reveals the complex relationship between a father and daughter. When Olivia’s father tries to force his daughter into an unwanted marriage, mysterious events occur, leaving the family on edge.
Meanwhile, Benjamin Pratt, desperately in love with Olivia, discovers an old diary that exposes scandalous, long hidden secrets. He becomes
an unwilling messenger, torn between revealing truths that will shatter her
identity and destroy her family, or keep the secret and watch her marry
another. Either way, he’s bound to lose her unless a mysterious woman
intervenes.
Brief Excerpt
 (I love to include meddling,  humorous, and often wise aunts or servants in my books. In this excerpt, Lovena, the housemaid, is there for Olivia in every crisis.)
     Lovena’s head snapped toward the sound of the slammed door, nearly dropping the dish she’d just dried. “Livie, what’s wrong?”
     Olivia’s eyes blurred with unshed tears.
     Setting down the dish, Lovena went to her.
“You better take a seat and breath. I’m guessin’ you and your beau had a
fight.” She led her to a chair.
     “Has he left?” Olivia lips trembled as her eyes darted toward the closed door.
     Lovena walked over to the window that faced the porch, the one she used to keep a cautious eye on her charge. “He’s climbin’ into his carriage and he lookin’ none too happy.”
     Olivia walked to the table and sank into a chair. “William is not my beau though it appears everyone else believes so. He has done a better job courting my father than courting me,” Olivia burst out before covering her mouth and looking toward the parlor.
     “Your father’s gone up to bed. He left me to keep an eye out for you. You look like you need to talk.”
     “William believes it is God’s will we marry. He’s already talked to Father and received his blessing. What was I to say?  Do I even have a voice in the matter?”
     Lovena’s large bosom lifted and sagged.
She shook her head. “You been spending time with Mr. Tapley, goin’ for walks
and carriage rides. Didn’t you plan to go with him to the spring dance the town
been plannin’ after Easter?  In his mind, you and him were courtin’ in a respectful way.”
     “Most of the time he was conversing with Father.” Olivia’s shoulders slumped. Had she led him to believe she was expecting a proposal? “I admit I was flattered by his attentions at first, but I hadn’t considered our relationship went beyond friendship…until recently.”
     “A man’s attentions to a pretty young woman ain’t never a desire for only friendship.” 
     “I hadn’t meant to lead him to thinking I’d want to marry him.” She covered her face with her hands.
     Lovena pushed out a chair and sat beside her. “I think you been enjoyin’ Mr. Tapley’s attentions until the Pratt boy started showin’ up.”
     Olivia couldn’t deny it. At first she was flattered by William’s desire to spend time with her but deeper feelings hadn’t grown, despite the time they spent together. Even his kisses were forgettable. It was so different with Ben. Her heart leaped in her chest the minute she saw him arrive to begin his work. Her body tingled into the depth of her womb when they were together.  
     Lovena wiped away a tear that rolled down Olivia’s cheek. “We can’t control those feelin`s inside, Livie, when the right boy stirs ‘em up.”
     “What am I to do?”  she pleaded. “Father will understand, won’t
he? He can’t expect me to agree to marry a man I could never love.”
 
 
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About the Author
Elaine writes British and American Historical Romances. Part of the fun of writing Historicals,
she says, is doing research into the past and creating characters who live and love in those sometimes glorious and sometimes harrowing times. A veteran
English teacher, Elaine holds a BS in English Education from the University of CT and an MS in Educational Leadership from Central CT State University. She presently teaches public speaking part time at a local community college. She is a member of Romance Writers of America and CT Romance Writers (CTRWA). Residing on the Connecticut shoreline with her golfing husband, Drew, she delights in being a wife, mother, and grandmother. Her favorite activities apart from writing are nature walks, kayaking, and playing Mah Jongg with friends.
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May I introduce: @MoniqueMcDonell “Any Way You Plan It”

AWYSI-black Any Way You Plan It

by Monique McDonnell

Blurb:

Mike warned Marissa back in high school that if they kissed, she’d never get over it. He was joking, but he was also right.

Ten years later and Marissa is well and truly stuck in Mike’s friend-zone and he’s made it very clear that’s where she’s staying. Her love-life isn’t the only part of her life that’s in a rut so when her elderly parents pack up and move South, Marissa admits it’s time to move on with her life.

With the encouragement of her friends Lucy and Cherie, the matchmaker, she updates her wardrobe and her attitude. Lucy’s engagement party is the perfect place to start fresh and find her old self again, the self that likes to dance until dawn. Mike wants Marissa to be happy and he’s convinced he’s not up to the job, but he doesn’t like watching her flirt with other men or worse, dating again. His twin brother, Todd, who is Marissa’s best friend warns him to back off, he’s had his chance.
Is this a case of not knowing what you’ve got till it’s gone? And if so what is Mike prepared to do to get Marissa back with the whole town there to offer him advice.
Will Marissa and Mike get their happily ever after or is it a case of too little too late?

Monique facebook-ad-v4-1200x627Any Way You Plan It is Book 4 in The Upper Crust Series

Book 1 – Any Way You Slice It
Book 2 – Any Way You Dream It
Book 3 – Any Way You Fight It.

About the author  – Monique McDonell

I am an Australian author who writes contemporary women’s fiction including chick lit and romance.
I have written all my life especially as a child when I loved to write short stories and poetry. At University I studied Creative Writing as part of my
Communication degree. Afterwards I was busy working in public relations I didn’t write for pleasure for quite a few years although I wrote many media releases, brochures and newsletters. (And I still do in my day-job!)

When I began to write again I noticed a trend – writing dark unhappy stories made me unhappy. So I made a decision to write a novel with a happy ending and I have been writing happy stories ever since.

I am the author of five stand alone novels including Mr. Right and Other Mongrels and Hearts Afire and the Upper Crust Series. Many of my novels focus on an Australian characters meeting and visiting US characters.

I have been a member of the writing group The Writer’s Dozen for ten years. Our anthology Better Than Chocolate raised over $10,000 for the charity Room to Read and helped build a library in South East Asia. I am also a member of the Romance Writers of Australia. In 2015 had a piece on writing chicklit featured in the successful Australian non-fiction book Copyfight.

I live on Sydney’s Northern Beaches with my husband and daughter where I run a boutique PR consultancy.

To learn more about my books, my writing, my caffeine obsession and my upcoming books please visit www.moniquemcdonell.com.au.

Links:

Amazon author page
Website
Facebook
Twitter
Blog
Goodreads

Excerpt 1
An hour later, she was sitting at the bar at The Pit and was on her third beer. She was tired and emotional and probably—no definitely—should have curled up in bed with a book that promised her a happily ever after.
“Hey there.” Todd Kowalski slid onto the barstool next to her. Todd was Mike’s identical twin brother and one of her oldest friends. The twins looked the same to the untrained eye, but Marissa’s eye was very well trained indeed.
“Hey, Todd. How’s it hanging?”
Marissa knew Todd had a faint scar in his right eyebrow where Mike had hit him with a Frisbee as kids. She knew that when Mike smiled the left side his mouth rose first and the reverse was true for Todd. She knew that her heart beat a bit faster near Mike and inexplicably never had near Todd.
“How’s it hanging?” He raised his eyebrows at her.

“I’m working on some new material,” she replied.

“Keep working.” He raised the beer that had been placed in front of him to her. “Cheers.”

“Good day?”

“Just work.”

The town thought Todd was a graphic designer, which he was. What they didn’t know was that he had also invented the online gaming app, Jungle Jam, and was currently worth an absolute bucket-load of money. She knew and Mike knew, and well, that was about it.

“Anything new?”

He nodded. “Yep, nearly done. I’m kind of excited.”

“Good for you,” she said, but her voice sounded flat even to her.

“You don’t seem happy tonight. Anything I can do to cheer you up?”

“I’m just in a funk. My folks are moving, I’ve wasted my twenties, and I’m a lonely librarian . . .”

“Ah, so nothing major.” He gave her a gentle shove with his elbow.

“Exactly.” She took a swig of her beer.

“What number is that, honey?” He pointed to her drink.

“Three.”

“I’ll drive you home.”

“Thanks, Todd. You really should find a nice girl to lavish your kindness on.”

“Yeah, thanks, but no thanks. I’m very happy being single and hanging out with you.”

“Who’s happy being single?” She’d know that voice anywhere. Not that she didn’t hear it practically every day. She looked over her shoulder and took him in. Dark hair, NYU sweatshirt, and jeans. Nothing that should make a girl’s heart flip, and yet hers did an elegant somersault.

“Your brother, of course.”

Mike slid onto the barstool on her other side. It was pretty standard. She was the rose between two thorns. “I see.”

They sat there in amicable silence. Or so it seemed. To the whole town, they were just three friends who hung out. It wasn’t like that, not really. Marissa had been in love with Mike for as long as she could remember, and Todd knew that as well. Meanwhile Mike, the object of her infatuation, acted, or was, oblivious. It was the routine they’d fallen into when they all drifted back to town. Not that Marissa usually drank at The Pit; that alone was out of the ordinary. She was only here because Lucy and Chase were in town. For years, she’d spent her weekends being bossed around by her mother or Patty, an old high school frenemy who bossed half the town around. Lately, she’d withdrawn even more and either went and played video games with Todd or was home with her folks.

Lucy and Chase came in with a whoosh of cool air, and they all moved over to a table.

“How is it at your mom’s?” she asked Lucy.

“It’s nice. That makes it weird in itself. I’m not used to nice.” She eyed Marissa. “Do you usually drink beer?”

“I’m trying new things.” She shrugged.

“How’s that working for you?”

“I’m on my third.” Lucy looked shocked. Even when they’d been at college together, she’d never been a beer drinker or much of a drinker at all. “Todd’s dropping me home. Don’t worry. I’m notoriously sensible.”

“I know. I’m a little worried about you,” her friend said, giving her arm a squeeze.

“I guess I just have some stuff to work out. Like who I am, what I want, and where I’m heading.”

“Just the simple stuff then?”

“That’s what Todd said.” She sighed.

“It is going to be okay, Marissa.” Her friend patted her hand.

“Yeah, if you say so.”

May I introduce: @JL_Sheppard7 “Heavenly Desire”

Heavenly Desire
by
J.L. Sheppard
Blurb:
Jade Ashley has a past she’d like to forget and a destiny she isn’t aware of. A  stranger, Clyde, saves her from an attack and demonstrates extraordinary abilities she believed only she possessed. She soon realizes he’s her guardian angel sent to reunite her with her long lost sisters, who like her are part of a new breed of immortals, Elementals, prophesied to determine the outcome of the upcoming war.
Clyde, an angel, battles the one thing he believes will lead to his fall from heaven—his new found emotions, forbidden among his kind. Nonetheless, the Angel Lords promise to promote him to warrior when he completes his last assignment—to find Jade. When he does, emotions he never knew possible arise. For the first time in two thousand years, he curses his existence, knowing she can never be his. Will he sacrifice his wings for a woman he loves but can’t keep?
Where to buy the book:

 

About the Author:
J.L. Sheppard was born and raised in Miami, Florida where she still lives with her husband and son. As a child, her greatest aspiration was to become a writer.
She read often, kept a journal and wrote countless poems. She attended Florida
International University and graduated in 2008 with a Bachelors in  Communications. During her senior year, she interned at NBC Miami, WTVJ.
Following the internship, she was hired and worked in the News Department for
three years. 
It wasn’t until 2011 that she set her heart and mind into writing her first completed novel, Demon King’s Desire, which was published in January of 2013.
Besides reading and writing, she enjoys traveling and spending quality time with family and friends.

 

Excerpt:
He bent toward her, wrapped one arm around her waist, the other around her back, then buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled. Relishing the feel of her body melded against his, he forgot the worries consuming him. She soothed his ache with a mere touch, with a mere embrace. Exactly what he’d wanted, exactly what he needed. She then pressed her full lips against his cheek, kissing him lightly.
An innocent kiss. There was no passion behind it, but an  unconscious consuming need, one he’d never felt, swelled inside him—desire. It was exciting, overwhelming and terrifying, blocking logic and reason. All he wanted now was a single kiss. All he could think about was how her soft lips would feel pressed against his.
Marvelous, he concluded. It was absurd to want what he did and feel what he felt, for he was an angel. Carnal desires even as insignificant as kisses were for others, for all others except his breed, and yet he felt it so deeply it seared him.
The desire that gripped him didn’t release him even after she unhooked her arms from around his neck, and the warmth of her body melted away. There he stood, immobile, battling the desire she’d sparked. He didn’t want to leave yet knew he had to before he’d acted out his longing. He willed his body to move. Finally, he placed one foot behind the other, stepped back and strode away praying the yearning he had no right to feel for a woman who would never be his would soon subside.

May I introduce: @Joyce_Holmes “Visual Effects”

 Visual Effects
by Joyce Holmes

Blurb:
Drey Winston is a fierce competitor who enjoys challenging her mind and body. But when it comes to her heart—no one ever gets close enough to compete for it. Having grown up believing she was an unwanperf5.000x8.000.inddted burden to her parents, she prefers to keep her feelings well hidden. Just when her hard-fought goals are finally within reach, the audacious Jesse Devlin comes along to breach her carefully guarded defenses.

After a disastrous marriage early in life, Jesse Devlin prefers strings-free relationships. Confident and outgoing, he gets along well with women, but his natural charm can’t seem to penetrate Drey Winston’s aloofness. While attempting to win her over, he’s the one who ends up losing his heart.

Can this commitment-phobic bachelor convince the stubbornly independent woman he loves that his feelings—and hers—are the real deal?

Tagline:
Will their emotional firestorm leave nothing but ashes or can love emerge victorious?

Excerpt:
Jesse leaned against a tree to draw in a few deep breaths. As he straightened, he plucked his ball cap off his head and wiped his forearm across his brow, then hooted a victory cheer. “Hard work’s over. Time for the reward.”

He dropped the cap onto the sand and emptied his pockets into it. Then he pulled his T-shirt over muscled shoulders, dropped it onto the sand on top of his cap, and made quick work of his footwear. Drey stared in disbelief as he beelined down the beach and ran straight into the low surf. When he was hip-deep in the water,he slipped smoothly beneath the surface. He reappeared several feet out and turned to wave.

“Join me,” he called. “The water’s great.”

“Not a chance. The ocean is cold in summer, I can only imagine how frigid it must be today.”

“Wuss,” he scoffed and splashed water in her direction.

Shivers thathad nothing to do with feeling chilly shot through Drey as she watched him emerge from the water a few minutes later. Rivulets ran down his chest, following the ridges and planes of his brawny body. Wet shorts clung to muscular thighs.

He ran his hands over his face and then shook himself like a playful pup. “You don’t know what you missed. Nothing like a dip in the salt chuck to get the heart pumping. Well, almost nothing.” He stalked deliberately up the beach toward her, and the look on his face made her back away, but she didn’t react fast enough. He caught her up in his arms, laughing at her shrieks of protest.

“Lemme go, Jesse. You’re cold. Come on, Jesse, lemme go. You’re getting me all wet.”

“That’s the whole idea. Get you wet and me warm.”

She gave him a firm push in the wrong direction as she sprinted down the beach. “Not if you can’t catch me,” she threw over her shoulder as she went.

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Joyce Holmes lives with her husband and very small dog in the beautiful Okanagan region of British Columbia. The award-winning author is
happily living her dream of being a stay-at-home writer. Photography and blogging about her travels are two of her passions, along with visiting her kids and grandkids. When she’s not dreaming up stories in her head or planning her next great adventure, she’s off enjoying the great outdoors.

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