The interior of the stage was stifling as it waited for another passenger. I fanned myself with my hand, but the August heat was not diminished by the shade the ceiling provided. The only reprieve was the breeze that stirred once the horses began to move. It seemed I would ride to Carver Junction alone and that suited me fine. The leather flaps were rolled up and the wind cooled my damp skin. Sweat trickled down between my breasts. I undid a few buttons at the top of my blouse. Just that little bit was helpful.
SEASON OF THRILLS BOX SET
SEASON OF THRILLS Box Set is a value-packed, thrill ride for those who love romantic suspense, procedural suspense, detective mysteries, thrillers, and so much more! 5 Mystery/Suspense/Thriller Novels by Award-winning and Bestselling Authors JERRIE ALEXANDER, KIM CRESSWELL, K.L. DOCTER, RACHEL KENT & MARIAN LANOUETTE.
The Public Librarian’s Ultimate Guide to Flirting with Cute, Single Patrons (Unabridged Edition)
(NOTE: The American Library Association denied the very existence of this guide—written by the famed and mysterious Librarian X—for years. In a daring caper, however, I managed to steal a copy from a sealed vault in the Library of Congress, shortly before Nicolas Cage came in through the air vent. You’re welcome. —Olivia Dade, former librarian and author of Broken Resolutions)
So you’ve spied a single, attractive patron in the stacks of your library or in front of your circulation/reference desk, and you think the two of you would make a perfect couple. Congratulations! Some librarians go their entire working lives without experiencing true love at the library. Librarians like me, for example. But I’m not bitter at all! Anyway, you should immediately begin to activate Protocol 613.9. Please follow the steps below.
Quentin, you have been compared to “the Beast” from Beauty & the Beast, but most people only have terrific things to say about Sophie. Would you care to comment?
First of all, I’m not a beast. Yes, I’m a dark person, but I’ve got good cause for that. I’m not as sunny and cheerful as that annoying Sophie person who has been living in my house and pestering me to no end; she is a force of nature beyond anything I’ve ever encountered. I can’t stand her. She’s ceaselessly kind and good-hearted no matter the circumstances. People like that are destined to be stomped flat. Someday she’ll learn the world is not a safe little cocoon where she can perform her works of goodness and mercy to an adoring crowd. Sophie van Riijn is a lone naïve daisy standing in a field, begging to be shot for target practice.
You’ve been pretty tough on Sophie, a woman who only wants to help your son and look after your mansion. You fired her from her job within moments of meeting her and routinely belittle her. Can’t you think of one nice thing to say about her?
I’ve admitted she’s shockingly beautiful. Isn’t that enough?
No, it’s not. Say something nice about her as a person.
Look, if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will hunt you down and make sure there isn’t enough left for a burial. . . . I respect her. She has a radiant optimism that drives me insane, but she is probably the most admirable person I’ve ever known. I worry about her because someone that gentle can’t survive in a world as dark as this.
It has been said there is a mystery hidden deep in the mansion where you live. Can you tell us about that?
Nonsense. My great-grandfather died under mysterious circumstances, and the people of the village have been trying for ages to spin that into some sort of mythical curse haunts my family down the generations. I am a man of science. If something cannot be seen and touched, it is not real. Hence, the mystery is utter rot.
Rumor has it that Sophie thinks you are attractive.
She does? I don’t believe it.
She’s embarrassed about it, too. Read More
Tidy Endings By: Shannyn Schroeder
As romance readers, we all have expectations about the endings of the books we read. We expect for the guy to get the girl every time; we expect no one we really care about is going to die; we expect (demand) a HEA or at least a HFN. We read romance because we expect these things. It’s not that I can’t appreciate other books that don’t offer HEA. I read The Lovely Bones, which was beautifully written. But it tore my heart out. I read Hunger Games before taking my son to see the movie and cried my way through it.
Beyond the expectation of the HEA, what about the other parts of the plot? Do you as a reader want everything tied up and neatly explained? (I’m not referring to the popular cliff hanger books – that’s a totally different beast). To me, it never mattered much, even if the plot thread was never picked up in another book. Read More
When Cowboys Become CowMEN . . . by Cat Johnson
There are challenges when focusing on writing cowboy heroes. One for me was that for quite a few of my books I focused on bull riders. Like it or not, bull riding is a young men’s sport. It’s a sport where thirty is old and I’ve personally sat and ate with and spoken to a pro bull rider, just thirty or so, on the eve of his retirement. It wasn’t easy for him, I could see that, but maintaining the level of performance needed to compete at the level he’d achieved was becoming harder and harder and sometimes it’s better to go out on top, and healthy, then stick around too long and pay the price physically. So I write elite professional bull riders, and I write them young, as they really are, but the problem is readers don’t want every book to be about twenty-somethings any more than I want to write every book about only young heroes and heroines. I’m in my forties, and it’s nice to sometimes write about cowboys and their ladies who are that age as well. The storyline in Midnight Wrangler afforded me the opportunity to do just that. Read More
WOMEN OF THE SEA by Lisa A. Olech
In researching my new pirate novel, Within A Captain’s Hold, I was fascinated with the number of female pirates throughout history. These bad-ass, tough-as-hardtack women fought and pillaged throughout the Golden Age of Piracy and beyond. Some captained huge fleets and ruled thousands of men. I’ve based my heroines after several of these captivating women.
Two of the most famous women pirates were Anne Bonney and Mary Reed. Anne could only be described at passionate, violent, and adventurous when she teamed up with her lover Calico Jack to pirate the Caribbean. Soon Mary Reed joined their crew, and the trio was a brutal force until their arrest.
But unlike Calico Jack, neither Anne nor Mary ever hung for their crimes. It is thought that Anne’s wealthy father ransomed her out of prison, and it is believed that she married a Charleston man, raised nine children—two of which had been fathered by Calico Jack—and lived well into her eighties.
Now Mary Reed was probably the most famous cross-dressing pirate. Her parents dressed her and raised her as a boy, and she live a great deal of her life disguised as a man. She even joined and fought in the army until her ship was captured by Calico Jack and Anne Bonney and she joined their merry crew. Seems she caught the wandering eye of Anne Bonney and her true identity was soon discovered. The two quickly became BFFs! Read More
She opened the door to the library and peeked outside, Mr. St. Regis hovering above her shoulder so closely, that she could feel his warm breath. The hall was empty, but it wouldn’t be for long. The guests would be departing soon. She closed the door again and turned around.
“Now, where’s your bedroom?”
Jason gave her a smile worthy of the devil himself. “I thought you’d never ask.”
She pursed her lips together. There was a number of guest rooms in the home and she wasn’t about to knock door-to-door looking for an empty one. “Hardly the time Mr. St. Regis, now which bedroom does my mother have you in?”
“On the third floor at the end of the hall.”
She thought for a moment. “On the left?”
“My left or yours?”
She rolled her eyes. “I suppose we’ll find it, let’s just hurry up and get upstairs before we’re seen.”
“I love a woman who gets right to the point.”
“Enough!” Rose hissed, poking a finger into his chest. “If you don’t stop this, I’m going to drop you off in the middle of the drawing room and let you fend for yourself. I promise, in your state, you’ll find yourself betrothed in a matter of minutes.”
It took everything she had not to crack a smile. The truth was, she enjoyed the banter. It was easy to see why he had the reputation he did, words came easily to him. She’d never been much of a flirt, and had never really been the target of such flirtation either. Truth be told, when a gentleman approached, she sought refuge. But there was something about this man that made conversation come easier. Too easy. Read More
Meet the Couple from An Honorable Wish by Eileen Richards
Remember the movie When Harry Met Sally? Scattered through out that movie were these interviews of couples on how they met and how long they were together. I thought it would be fun to do that sort of interview, but regency style... sort of.
So, if I may, I would like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Tony Matthews, our couple from An Honorable Wish, book two of the series A Lady’s Wish. Please tell our readers how you two met?
Mrs. Matthews: Please, call me Juliet. When I first met Tony, he liked my sister. In fact, I have it on good authority that he was going to propose to her.
Mr. Matthews: I was not.
Mrs. Matthews: Really, Tony. You wrote awful poetry about her. Don’t you remember? Mr. Matthews: I don’t remember anything but how beautiful you looked the night of Anne’s engagement ball. That’s when I started falling for you.
Mrs. Matthews: Really? But that was two years ago?
Mr. Matthews shrugs. It took you a while to notice.
BY CYNTHIA WOOLF
Turning her back to the room, she unbuttoned her jacket and hung the garment on the back of the wooden rocking chair. The room they occupied tonight belonged to Jamie’s son, Jake. The furnishings consisted of a double bed with an iron head and foot boards that were painted white, a small light wood dresser, and a commode of matching wood.
Next she took off her skirt and actually sighed. The release of pressure around her middle felt amazing. She’d expanded to the point of barely fastening the buttons at the waist and she’d redone the waist band and button as many times as she could. She would have to start wearing her blouses untucked.
“Gideon, I don’t have any clothes to wear as I increase. Will you be embarrassed if I wear my blouses untucked so I can hide the fact that my skirt does not button all the way to the waist?” She felt heat in her cheeks and her hands were getting moist.
“No, but why don’t we ask Mama if she can’t help. Maybe she can show you how to move the buttons so you have more room.”
- Reader Registration is Open
- Author & Reader Registration Information
- RomCon 2018 - Save the Date
- 50 Instant Winners - Hero Undercover
- Win an iPad Mini!!
- His Virgin Mate by Grace Goodwin
- Her Mate's Secret Baby by Grace Goodwin
- A Wild Woman: Mail Order Bride of Slate Springs
- Kiss the Prince: A Cinderella Story by Amanda Adams
- Announcing - Starry Nights Book Club!