First off, the wonderful Denyse Bridger had an awesome idea to give a neat free read to our readers. She sent me and a few other talented ladies some pictures and we each wrote a story based on the picture. If you go to Denyse's Romantic Moments site you can download the anthology called "Every Picture Tells a Story"
Contributing authors are : Brigit Aine
While you are on the Romantic Moments site, take a moment and grab some of the other stories.
This anthology was really fun and gave me the opportunity to jump into the world I am basing my NaNoWriMo project in. I thought I'd share some of the music I've been listening too to get me in the mood:
Songs by Disturbed
Songs by Adelita's Way
Songs by Green Day
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
And finally, Black Velvet releases on Monday. Remember to check here for a list of the places Del and I will be stopping by!
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Yes, folks, we're fast approaching the release of the third installment in the Tales of the Rikashi series, Black Velvet. More exciting even is the fact that this is the first published work that is coauthored by my long time friend and writing buddy, Delilah K. Stephans. In a mere twelve days!!!! We have several blog appearances scheduled for Nov 1-3 and we'll be offering up some prizes so be on the lookout!!!
What else am I up to? A whole heck of a lot! Trying really hard to finish the second in the Tarot Kings series but right now Shir is a little stuck on upcoming NaNoWriMo. There's a lot of things kicking around in my head right now, just need a big chunk of time to sit down and work on it. Anyways, I'm off again so keep an eye out for me!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Hey everyone! Please give a warm welcome to Marc.
Hi there. I’m Marc Nobbs and I want to thank Antonia for letting me crash her blog today.
In my recent post on the Virtual Bok Tour Blog, I wrote about what it’s like to be a man in a woman’s world. I’m talking, of course, about the world of romance, which is dominated by women – both readers and writers.
Today, if it’s okay with you, I’d like to talk about my published books.
So, what can you expect from a Marc Nobbs novel? I’d suggest you go and read Reunion (go ahead and download it, it’s free) and you’ll get a good idea because, even though it’s a very early work of mine, it’s got many of the traits that have become my hallmark.
Firstly, It’s got two very likeable leads in Matt and Kelly – Matt was described as one early reader as the ‘nicest man in the history of porn, ever’, while Kelly tends to split opinions for much of the book but ultimately readers love her as much as I do. It’s a passionate, sexy story, littered with hot sex scenes but in the end it’s just got a really good plot full of twists and turns that lead to a climatic (and happy) ending.
It’s also fairly dialogue heavy at times. I can’t count the number of times I’ve been told that I’m ‘good’ at dialogue. Hell, I’ve even been told more than once that I should turn my hand to scriptwriting for movies. lol
All of these things are my hallmarks. From the hero everyone loves to the heroine we have our doubts about but end up falling in love with. From the twisty, turny plot that races towards the big ending to the passionate, heart-felt, loving sex scenes. You’ll find them all in a Marc Nobbs novel.
But there is a reason I’m giving this story away for free. Reunion is quite old – written before I even thought about going to a publishing house and instead gave everything I wrote away for free. It was my first real effort at writing a longer story. Up until that point I’d only written shorts – less than five thousand words normally. It was also written before I became quite as obsessive about word choice, sentence structure and the ‘mechanics’ of writing as I am now. Still, it’s a good read. Not as good as the books below, but still pretty good. Go ahead and download it and let me know what you think.
Okay, let’s talk about my Phaze books then shall we?
Charlotte’s Secret started life as a short. A single scene with a twist at the end. I actually went through three different ‘twists’ before realising who these characters were and that they had a longer, more interesting story to tell.
The original scene made it into the final book – it’s the first scene of the book in fact, where our hero David goes to visit his sister-in-law in her shop. At first it was written as a husband and wife role playing. Then it became a husband and his wife’s twin sister and then the husband thought it was his wife but was actually her evil twin sister. But none of those felt right until it became what we have now.
Even though most of the book is told from David’s point of view, the undoubted star is Charlotte herself – as evidenced by her nomination as ‘best female character’ in the 2008 Romance Erotica Connection awards. And she typifies what’s best about my female characters. She’s a strong, independent woman – successful in her own right with her thriving business – but she never stopped loving David despite all they’d been through. And they’ve been though a lot.
It’s a quick read and a heart-warming book – and I still managed to get in that twist at the end. But this is a twist that will make you go ‘Aww’ when Charlotte’s Secret is finally revealed.
Lost & Found contains one of my favourite characters – but it’s not the hero or the heroine. And the reason that Colonel Burnett is one of my favourites is very personal – he took the most work on my part to get right. But get him right I did I’m sure you’ll agree.
He’s a tough cookie. He’s stubborn and arrogant and at first is decidedly unlikeable. But then you realise that he only wants what he thinks is best for his daughter, and that he’s suffering from the loss of his son, and you actually start to feel for him.
Lost & Found only takes place because Beth, the heroine, loses her brother in Iraq. He died a hero and his father, a retired Colonel, wants to treat him like a hero with a big military funeral. And that funeral is one of the best scenes that I think I’ve ever written. I defy anyone to read it and not well up.
But ultimately, this story is a love triangle with Beth at its heart. It’s about her struggle to reconcile her natural love for her father (and his love for her) and the passion she feels for a man she met on the internet and crosses the Atlantic to comfort her in her hour of need.
Which brings us to my most recent release – Kissed by a Rose. It’s the longest book I’ve ever written and by far the best. I’ve said it elsewhere and I’ll say it here – I’m hugely proud of Kissed. Chloe, Adam, Cassie, Eddie and even Kim – I love them all. I love the way we are never entirely sure about Chloe’s motives. I love Adam’s absolute belief that she’s on the level and his complete love for her. I love the contrast between the ‘student’ scenes in Westmouth and the ‘celebrity’ scenes at the Royal Premiere and the Oscars ceremony.
I’m gushing, I know, but I can’t help it. I promise you, read the book and you’ll see why.
Well, I think that’s about enough from me. Thanks once again to Antonia for hosting me today. If you want to know more then pop along to my website and take a look or catch me on my own blog. You can also find me on facebook, myspace and twitter.
Thanks again to Marc for stopping by and sharing his works with us! I'll definitely be checking out his free read.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Hi all! Please give a warm welcome to Colleen. She's here to tell us about her recent release.
Available Now from Liquid Silver Books!
The Fireman and the Ice Queen by Dee S. Knight:
Harm Reynolds hasn’t asked to be the liaison between the firefighters’ union and the city, he’s been thrust into the role. Even worse, his opponent in the negotiations is the new assistant mayor, the reputed Ice Queen, a heartless ball buster who doesn’t care if his men charge into fiery buildings with equipment that doesn’t work. He strides to his first meeting resolved to prove that a fireman can handle an Ice Queen.
Beth Edwards knows of her reputation as a heartless bitch, and in truth, she even uses it to her advantage at times. She isn’t without compassion, she just doesn’t handle emotion well. And since she has only career plans in mind and no time for love, well, what does a nasty nickname matter?
Both Beth and Harm should have known that playing with fire—whether it involves matches or love—is a dangerous thing to do.
Here's a short excerpt from The Fireman and the Ice Queen. "Sally" is Harm's late wife, dead for 18 months.
In this scene, Beth, the Ice Queen assistant mayor, is meeting with Harm, the firefighters' union rep, to negotiate a new contract. This is their second meeting, one they've both dreaded and longed for.
Beth cleared her throat. “Harm, I’m sorry you came all the way over here. I called the station but you weren’t there.”
“No, I left from the house. I’m not on duty today.”
“Oh. Well, I called to tell you I’m waiting for news from a city in South Carolina regarding their radio system. I’d like to gather as much information as possible before we meet again.”
Harm saw the sense in what she said, but sharp disappointment struck in learning they wouldn’t be sitting across the table from each other that afternoon. “You’re aware the contract is up in three days?”
“I know we’re cutting things short, but I hate to make decisions without knowing all I can, don’t you?” She winked and smiled. “I find whenever I do, deals tend to go up in smoke. No pun intended.”
He chuckled. “Okay, I bow to your fact finding. I’m on duty tomorrow morning for the next 24 hours, but I can make arrangements for whenever you want to get together again.”
“Well,” she said, not meeting his gaze, “would you object to a, uh, dinner meeting? I should receive my phone call by noon, but I’m tied up with the Chamber of Commerce for the rest of the day.”
If Sally had filled his mind, Harm would have been ashamed at the thrill he felt with Beth’s suggestion. So he pushed Sally out of mind and tried to ignore the shame he felt at that.
“Sure. I mean heck, it’s important to get through these talks, and we have to eat, right?” What a damn fool thing to say. She must think you’re an idiot, but at least she doesn’t know you’re a horny idiot. “Where did you have in mind?”
“Um...I actually had in mind, my place. I mean, it’s just that, well, it would be private.” Now she did look up, blushing and eyes wide. “To talk about the contract, I mean.”
Harm could hardly breathe. “Right. It would be bad for any details to leak before we’ve hammered out everything we need to.” God, had he just said he wanted to hammer everything out? What he felt like hammering shouldn’t even be thought in mixed company.
Then she let out a breath. “Oh, yes. I just don’t want you to think, well, that I want to be alone with you.”
He laughed, a burst of surprise and humor unleashed. “God forbid.”
Her cheeks turned a deeper rose. “I mean I do want to be alone with you.”
“That’s nice to hear,” he said, and meant it.
“For the sake of the city,” she replied, her voice low.
“And the firefighters,” he said just as low and a little husky.
“Right. Can’t forget them. I’d never do that.”
“I know you wouldn’t.” He took a step forward, crowding her against the door. “You live on Smithville Road, don’t you?”
“How did you know that?”
Actually, he’d looked her up last night, and even driven past her house, a neat little bungalow with a nice front lawn. “Knowing where city leaders live is one of our jobs.”
Was it his imagination or did she look a bit disappointed?
“I don’t think it would be a good idea to meet there,” she said. “You know how people talk. Your truck in my driveway and the whole town would have us sleeping together in a matter of hours.”
While Harm wanted that to happen--maybe--he didn’t want the town to talk about it. Especially since his wish was far from likely to be granted.
“If talk did start,” she continued, “it would certainly be seen as a conflict of interest, even though neither of us would compromise our principles over sex.”
“No, I’d never let sex compromise my, uh...” Her hair smelled so good. Flowery, but not overpowering.
“Principles,” she prompted.
Inferno by Colleen Love:
Henrietta James is completely satisfied with her polished, metropolitan lifestyle until she accepts an assignment that brings one heroic Cade Lane into her world. Henrietta's research reveals that Mr. Lane is not only the firefighter that saves a child’s life, he's a man with a pin-up calendar worthy body, but more importantly a man that deserves appreciation.
For Cade Lane, being is firefighter is more than just a job - it's who he is. He is also very surprised to find that Henri James is a woman! A very sexy woman who sets his blood burning. He quickly does anything he can to get closer to her and kindles the heat of instant attraction between them, stirring an inferno.
When trouble threatens, putting heart and body in harm's way, can the flames of love be kept burning bright despite the firestorm?
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Cade.” Her sultry voice ribboned around his name in a sexy whisper. She leaned close to him, brushing his cheek with a soft kiss. A smile slid over her lips as she turned away from him, walking to her car with quick steps. She glanced at him one last time with dark, wanting eyes as she ducked within.
It was only then he let out a long-held breath. How long he had been holding it he couldn’t say. But one thing was certain, he was glad his jacket was long enough to cover the raging hard-on he was sure was noticeable otherwise. He moved quickly to his truck and started the motor, then let the engine run for a moment as he leaned his head against the headrest, giving him time to think for a moment. What had just happened? He’d been completely blindsided. Henri was everything he hadn’t expected. She was the epitome of his wildest, wettest dreams. And that didn’t happen too often, matter of a fact, with the way he felt right now, it was a first! He released the emergency brake and shifted into reverse, slowly backing from the empty parking lot. After plugging in Kenney Chesney’s newest CD, he relaxed, beginning the long drive home.
The time and distance on the dark, empty highway let his mind wander back over dinner and Henri. A woman named Henri. A smirk played over his lips and quickly dropped when a flashback of her long legs, which brought her nearly to his eye level. Her stilettos brought her even closer. The swish of her silk stockings, knee-length black skirt and white silk blouse screamed that she was a classy woman and out of his league. And yet, she was interested in him. Interested enough to blunder her interview. That made him smile again. The way she had flushed with embarrassment and fidgeted with her long, dark hair when he had turned the tables away from the interview. He could hear the nervous shift of her legs, guessing by the swish of silk against silk and the fabric of her skirt, that she was crossing and uncrossing her legs. The results had titillated his senses with her musky sweet scent. It became all he could do to refrain from asking her if she wanted to find a room somewhere. But that would have been cheap and not her, in his mind anyway. He did refrain and was proud of himself, because after all, a man can only take so much. The suggestion of showing her the place he had rescued the child was a near stroke of genius. Now, he would be able to see her again, but this time it would be more of an effort to restrain himself.
Where Love is Magic