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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Sofia Grey: Lila's Wolf Blog Tour and Giveaway!


Lila’s Wolf Blog Tour




 

 

 

 


The one with the picture books and the virtual streets



Writing any book involves research. Whether it’s walking down a virtual street in GoogleMaps (what does that shop front really look like?), or trawling through train timetables (how long would it take my Heroine to get from Manchester to Exeter?), there are facts to be checked.

I’d already started work on Lila’s Wolf, when I stopped to do some digging. After Google searches had overwhelmed me with the sheer volume of information, I went back to the old fashioned methods. It seemed appropriate too.

The main library in town had a good selection, but most of the history non-fiction books were just like long-ago history lessons: dry and dusty. I hit gold in the children’s section though, and the picture books. Here were good ideas about how my characters would have dressed, what they would have eaten, what their homes might have been like. I still didn’t have what I needed though, and total-period-immersion became the answer.

For the best part of two weeks, the only fiction I read was set in the period. I rented key movies from the library, and I let myself absorb the details. I watched some great films, and read some amazing books, and then drip-fed the colours and the feel, back into my story. I like to think it worked.

What’s your favourite historical movie or book? Tell me in the comments, and you’ll go into the draw for the blog tour giveaway.


Excerpt



We sat around a huge wooden table eating honey cakes and drinking a light mead, as though we did this every day. I stayed quiet while Marc set out his trinkets and tokens, and I used the opportunity to assess our Saxon hosts: the warlord’s very young wife, Rowena, and her two ladies in waiting; her sister-in-law, and several female cousins and companions. The warlord himself, Widreth, was in Londinium taking part in a series of diplomatic talks with the southern tribes and would be
back in a few days, in time for the midsummer festival. It all sounded very civilized. I glanced up to see an older woman joining us at the table, and Rowena was quick to introduce her mother-in-law, Hilde. She took a place at my side, staring at me intently. I felt my cheeks heating under her gaze.

“Forgive me. Your hair is an unusual shade.” The words for a Briton were left unsaid, but I guessed that’s what she meant.

I managed a respectful smile in return. “Thank you, my lady. My husband and I appreciate your hospitality. Tell me, have you been in this area a long time?”

“My son settled here three years ago, and we joined him on the following spring tide.” A flicker of sorrow darkened her eyes but the shadow quickly cleared. “My husband died in battle for this very homestead. We honor his memory with every day that passes.”

What she meant was, her husband’s raiding party had most likely slaughtered the previous occupants of this fine farm and taken possession of ripe, fertile land for themselves. They were brutal times. As a fellow historian of mine loved to say, they weren’t called the Dark Ages because of bad lighting.

Her smile looked friendly. “Do you know the area?”

“Yes.” I gestured at my husband. “We were last here two years ago, doing business with the village.” I took a sip of the mead and sought for an offhand tone to my voice. “There was a young man working in the smithy who had a fine hand for delicate work and jewelry. He sold us some pieces. I think his name was Flavius. Would you know of him?”

Her mocking laugh sent a chill through me. “The village is no more. Those who refused to accept my son’s rule were either executed or taken as slaves.”           

  

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Lila’s Wolf (Out of Time #1) is available 4 September 2014, from Hartwood Publishing

Genre: Dark time-travel romantic suspense



The only way to save him, might be to leave him behind


When Lila Cammell is abandoned by her time-jump partner, leaving her alone in Britain in the Dark Ages, revenge is the only thing on her mind. She’d trusted Jared Grohl with her life and her heart, and bringing him to justice will be sweet.
Finding him captured and enslaved by the Saxons changes all her assumptions. Now it’s a fight for survival, but the only way to save him, might be to leave him behind.



 

 

 

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Giveaway


I’m giving away a $10 Amazon gift card and a swag bundle to one lucky commenter. Just leave a comment at whichever site you visit, and you’ll go into the draw. The more sites you visit, the more chances you get to win :)



Links


  

Catch me blogging with Allyson Lindt at www.GeminiGirls.com
  
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Blog Tour – find me here:



Date
Host
Blog post
8-Sept

Google & conspiracy theories
9-Sept
Vampire bonding & eye colours

10-Sept

Picture books & virtual streets
11-Sept

TARDIS & the grassy knoll
11-Sept
Solar powered fridges & the right dress

12-Sept

Battlefield & giant library
12-Sept
Richard Hammond & exotic food

13-Sept


14-Sept

Ghardians & timelines
14-Sept
Fluffy plans & dark ideas

15-Sept 
Time travel & love stories

16-Sept

Paradox & runaways
17-Sept
Beautiful society & Ghardians

17-Sept
Loophole & ideas file

18-Sept
Rosemary Sutcliff & history classes

19-Sept
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Tetris & good bathrooms
20-Sept

Giant library & dodgy Utopia

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About Author

Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes them work hard for their happy endings.
Music is interwoven so tightly into my writing that I can’t untangle the two. Either I’m listening to a playlist on my iPod, have music seeping from my laptop speakers, or there’s a song playing in my head – sometimes on auto-repeat.

Check out my playlists on Pinterest

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Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Texas Twist Release Day Book Blast - Cynthia D'Alba


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Real bad boys can grow up to be real good men.

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.

Cash 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?

Warning: Watch out for falling lumber, falling in holes, and falling for the wrong guy…again. You can leave your hard hat on.





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Award 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 friends and fans






Friday, August 1, 2014

Cover Reveal - Base Branch Series by Megan Mitcham

Happy Friday naughty readers! I'm thrilled to be a part of this cover reveal event for my sweet friend and RWA chapter mate, Megan Mitcham. And let me tell you, I'm counting the days until these books come out! Check it out!

Base Branch Series (Enemy Mine, Justice Mine, Stranger Mine) by Megan Mitcham
Publication date: October 2014
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense


Synopsis:
THE BASE BRANCH SERIES BY MEGAN MITCHAM

Serve in the name of honor. Battle in the name of love.

Known by few as the Base Branch, the United Nations’ Special Operations Forces provide globe defense against any who threaten the fragile balance of peace.



ENEMY MINE
When friends become enemies and enemies become lovers.

Born in the blood of Sierra Leone’s Civil War, enslaved, then sold to the US as an orphan, Base Branch operative, Sloan Harris is emotionally dead and driven by vengeance. With no soul to give, her body becomes the bargaining chip to infiltrate a warlord’s inner circle, the man called The Devil who killed her family and helped destroy a region.

As son of the warlord, Baine Kendrick will happily use Sloan’s body, if it expedites his father’s demise. Yet, he is wholly unprepared for the possessive and protective emotions she provokes. Maybe it’s the flashes of memory. Two forgotten children drawing in the dirt beneath the boabab tree. But he fears there is more at stake than his life.

In the Devil’s den with Baine by her side, Sloan braves certain death and discovers a spirit for living.






JUSTICE MINE
For justice. For country. For love.

















STRANGER MINE
One takes control. One finds balance in letting go.










 Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22710047-enemy-mine
 

 Megan was born and raised among the live oaks and shrimp boats of the Mississippi Gulf Coast, where her enormous family still calls home. She attended college at the University of Southern Mississippi where she received a bachelor's degree in curriculum, instruction, and special education. For several years Megan worked as a teacher in Mississippi. She married and moved to South Carolina and began working for an international non-profit organization as an instructor and co-director.

In 2009 Megan fell in love with books. Until then, books had been a source for research or the topic of tests. But one day she read Mercy by Julie Garwood. And Oh Mercy, she was hooked!

Megan lives in Southern Arkansas where she pens heart pounding romantic thriller novels and window steaming erotic romance.

Author links:
http://www.meganmitcham.com/
https://www.facebook.com/meganmitchamauthor
https://twitter.com/MeganMMMitcham
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6552758.Megan_Mitcham

Friday, June 27, 2014

Borrowed Cowboy - RELEASE WEEK!

TGIF naughty readers!!

It's been a great release week here in Kincadia - thank you so much for all the shares, likes, and wonderful comments for Paxton. If you've missed the details - here they are, along with an excerpt. Enjoy!


Paxton Mathis is committed to bachelorhood. One failed marriage was more than enough to remind him of the dangers of getting too close. He has his work on the ranch; he has his family. He has everything he needs.

Event planner Reese Jameson accepted the job at Shadow Maverick Ranch for one reason: to face her biggest regret. Paxton Mathis was her first love, her first everything. And ten years ago, after a night of unbridled passion, it all came crashing down.

The moment they see each other again, it’s clear the years haven’t doused the heat between them. On the contrary, their flames burn hotter than ever. Despite Paxton’s attempts to keep things casual, old feelings emerge alongside a fierce hunger to keep Reese in his life forever. Reese willingly accepts Paxton’s need to keep things casual, but she’s worried her heart won’t get the message.

When Paxton is forced to face his fears, will history repeat itself, or will he take a chance on a whole new future?

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Pax made good on his promise to call.
He called every night for a week, so when her phone rang late on Friday night, Reese wasn’t surprised.
“Hi, beautiful. You home yet?”
She experienced a rush of pleasure at hearing his voice. Reese turned her key in the lock. The man had impeccable timing. “Walking in now.”
“How’d it go?”
She tossed her purse and keys on the narrow counter that served as a pass-through to her kitchen.
“Without a hitch.” She’d been planning the fundraiser for a local children’s hospital for months. “They raised a lot of money, and I found the perfect caterer for Gavin and Lauren’s wedding.”
Surprise colored his tone. “Yeah?”
“I’ve been hesitant to mention them to Lauren. They were highly recommended, but I’ve never seen them in action until tonight. The food was delicious, and perfect for what Lauren envisioned. I won’t bore you with the details. What did you do today?”
“You never bore me, darlin’. You wanna talk boring? I spent a good part of the day in the office with Gavin.”
She snickered. “In the office?” As memory served, Pax hated anything to do with paperwork. Or being cooped up inside. He preferred fresh air and wide-open spaces.
“Not my favorite thing to do, but sometimes, a necessary evil. There’s a neighboring property we’d like to buy. We had a conference call with our dad this morning. Sort of a status update, I guess you could say. Then I spent the next few hours going over land surveys and next year’s breeding schedule. Tedious stuff.”
Right. Tedious. He loved every minute of it, just as she loved her work. “Are your parents enjoying their vacation?”
Reese made her way to the bedroom. She kicked off her heels, shouldered the phone, and worked the sheer pantyhose down her legs. Wearing pantyhose on a hot Texas night should be a crime. She sat on the edge of the bed and flexed her toes, groaning as her muscles cooled and relaxed.
“Pax?”
“They are.” Pax’s voice turned sultry smooth. “What are you doing?”
She fell back on the bed. “I’m reveling in being out of those shoes. And don’t get me started on the pantyhose.”
“If I were there, you’d be out of more than just your hose and shoes.”
Her body reacted to his threat, heat pooling between her thighs. “Promises, promises.”
Reese ran a hand over her breast. God, she missed him. Their work schedules had made getting together impossible over the last week. They had their date for Mrs. Sinclair’s seafood boil tomorrow, and it couldn’t come soon enough. Reese was counting down the hours until Pax picked her up.
The night of Patrick’s death had haunted her for so long. She felt lighter, happier than she had in years. Reese never dreamed they’d be in this place. She and Pax. Rediscovering the connection between them.
Their nightly conversations had been tame. A ritualistic check-in at the end of each day that screamed relationship. They’d begun to get to know each other again, which seemed odd considering in the two times she’d seen him, he’d made her come more times than she could count.
Leave it to them to do things backward.
Pax continued to avoid the topic of his marriage and Reese didn’t push. She’d figured out most of it on her own, anyway. Reese hadn’t been entirely forthcoming, either. She’d never been married, but she’d been asked. Recently. Pax deserved to know, but how does one go about saying Hey, this guy I refused to marry keeps calling…
Yeah, not so easy when the man she loved was looking for a reason not to trust her. Whether he realized he was doing it or not.
One day, he’d trust her to protect his heart. The last thing she wanted to do was give him a reason not to.
Reese filled her lungs, prepared to broach the subject.
He’d be cool. Pax would see the situation for what it was. Reese wasn’t interested in Todd or anything he had to offer. Pax owned her heart. Okay, so she wouldn’t share that last part. Call it a defense mechanism. Whatever. Her heart wasn’t a card she was ready to play.  
“Tell me about the dress you’re wearing. I assume you’re in a dress?”
Pax’s words startled her back to the conversation. “Well … yes. For the moment I am. A cocktail dress. Simple. Nothing flashy.” She was often expected to attend the fundraisers she planned. She dressed the part, but preferred to stay on the sidelines to make sure everything went as scheduled. 
“Gonna need a little more for the visual I’m trying to create here, sweetheart.”
And she’d just lost her opening to a conversation that would now have to wait. Not for long, though. Soon.
“It’s just a dress. Spaghetti straps. Modest…” She glanced at her cleavage. “…modest-ish. Black and turquoise. That’s sort of a green—”
“I know what turquoise looks like. Keep going. Is it a long dress?”
“No, short.”
He growled. “How short?”
Reese hummed into the phone, warming to his game. “Short enough.”
“Take it off.”
Her stomach clenched at the demand. “What?”
“Take. It. Off.”

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