Friday, December 28, 2012
Friday Spotlight- Will Work for Love by @AmieDenman @FictionWitches #TMPress
A BAREFOOT Book
When Hurricane Destiny sweeps across the island of St. Thomas in September, the East family isn’t worried about their vacation home. After all, a property management company handles insurance and repairs. Just to be sure, though, they send maid of honor Whitney Oliver to St. Thomas for a two-week vacation just prior to the Christmas Eve wedding of their daughter Taylor.
Instead of a tropical vacation, Whitney finds an estate heavily damaged and untouched by the contractor who cashed the checks. With only two weeks to pull the venue together for a wedding in paradise, she accepts the help of a sexy islander with an amazing skill for construction. Chris Maxwell, owner of Blue Isle Construction, is blown away by Whitney the moment she arrives on the island. Putting the East family estate together board by board is the only thing he can do to help Whitney—and himself.
Working side by side and day and night by the sparkling blue water’s edge, Whitney and Chris fall hard for each other. Hurricane Destiny brought them together, but will secrets surrounding Chris’ construction company tear them apart?
Author Bio: Amie Denman lives in a small town in her native Ohio with her husband and sons. Her two cats and large yellow Labrador are kind enough to share a sunny office where she lets her imagination run wild. Reading books was her favorite escape as a child, and growing up four houses away from the community library encouraged her addition. When she’s not reading or writing, she enjoys walking and running outside. The helpless victim of a lifetime of curiosity, she’s been known to chase fire trucks on her bicycle just to see what’s going on. Amie believes that everything is fun: especially roller coasters, wedding cake, and falling in love.
Please visit Amie at www.amiedenman.com and say hello.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Taryn Raye Spotlights Silent Partner by @ReneeVincent
Grayson Anders has it all. He’s the co-owner of a happening nightclub in downtown Boston, he’s wealthy, and women practically throw themselves at his feet the moment he steps on the dance floor. His passion is dancing and he wants nothing more than to find the perfect dance partner.
Chloe LaRoche is a talented artist, but a failing entrepreneur. Her once thriving studio is now on the brink of foreclosure and unless she paints the next Van Gogh Starry Night, she’ll have to cut her losses and say goodbye to her quaint little gallery. Fearing her career is at an end, she drags herself to the local hotspot, determined to drown her worries in the bottom of a shot glass.
Then, Chloe finds herself in Grayson’s arms, indulging in a passionate, out-of-control, one night stand. Grayson finds his perfect dance partner and Chloe finally finds her muse. But will her secret destroy both their dreams?
Review

“I loved this story. Ms. Vincent packs more feeling into just over one hundred pages than many authors do in a full-length book.” ~Suzanne Barrett, Romance Author
Author Bio: Renee Vincent holds a passionate interest in Irish and Norse history. She lives in the rolling hills of Kentucky with her husband and two children on a beautiful secluded farm of horses and hay fields. When not writing, she spends her time on the back of a horse, whether with her family or with friends, and thinks there is nothing like the feel of sunlight on your face, the wind in your hair, and the power of the animal beneath you. Seeing the world from a saddle, she says, is by far the best view and the best therapy for a heavy heart or a troubled mind. www.reneevincent.com
Click image at top of blog to go to Amazon to check it out on Kindle!
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
#TuesdayswithTaryn with J.K. Miller II @JKMillerII #author of Reborn
Here’s a blurb from Reborn:
“Every now and again an anomaly is born – an enigma, a theorist…a genius. They are born with the sole purpose of changing the course of history. The decisions they make in their lifetime can bring the dawning of a new era of progression, or unfold the beginning of the end of our kind. They have a knowledge that goes far beyond an average person’s dreams, and a power that can make the earth quake in obedience.
“She is that anomaly. She commands a force strong enough to overpower all of Trystrum, but she is patient. She understands that true power does not come in conquering, but in respect…in fear. She now seeks the Gift of Prime and, if she succeeds, will gain a power greater than any before her – a power she was born to command.
“She is the reason we were reborn as Kahnan. Our only purpose in life, now, is to stop her.”
Friday, August 31, 2012
Friday Spotlight- The Perfect Secretary by @MadisonJEdwards #TMPress @FictionWitches @turquoisemorn
Reviews and Best Seller
"This hot little story sure did rev my engines! --The Romance Reviews


What a deliciously erotic dirty bit The Perfect Secretary was. I'm still waving my hands over my laptop to clear away the steam. Yowza!
reviewed by Michelle ~ Another Look Book Reviews
I was shocked that even though The Perfect Secretary was 19 pages long, there was so much chemistry going on between the characters. I have to say this whole book screamed 'More' to me Ms. Edwards.
reviewed by Deb ~ Dark Diva Reviews
Author Bio: Madison grew up in small town Saskatchewan, population twelve hundred. By the age of ten, she’d read every book the local library had. Granted it wasn’t large, tucked in the corner of the local carpet store, but it sparked a love of reading that hasn’t diminished. Madison, her family and two spoiled cats, reside in London, Ontario. www.madisonjedwards.com
From the Author
The secretary / boss relationship almost automatically lends itself to a dominant / submissive relationship. This is what I tried to capture in The Perfect Secretary.Ms. Adams appealed to me because she wanted Mr. Reid to be dominant, yet she didn't want to overstep her bounds as his executive assistant. Imagine her surprise when she finds out he had the exact same thoughts about her.
Mr. Reid also held strong appeal for me, because he didn't immediately use his position of authority to subjugate Ms. Adams to his wishes. He developed a rapport with her, and only after six months had passed, did he take the final step.
A true dominant/submissive relationship must have trust on both sides. Sheila and Troy have it in spades.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
#TuesdayswithTarynLarry Kollar @FARfetched58 #Author of White Pickups, Book 1 of the Truckalypse

“Legends are about ordinary people who stepped up and did what had to be done.”
At summer’s end, mysterious white pickup trucks take to the roads and compel nearly everyone to “drive off.” Some of those who remain gather in a suburban Atlanta subdivision, and struggle to cope with a world whose infrastructure is rapidly crumbling. One of the few who are mentally and emotionally prepared for the end of the world is Cody Sifko, a youth who quickly becomes the inspiration for the others. When a strange homeless woman names him “Father of Nations,” is she seeing his future or her own delusions? As winter and a hate group try to destroy Laurel Hills, can Cody overcome personal tragedy and seize his destiny?
Friday, May 4, 2012
#FFF- #Bloom: Seeds of Love by @JulieALindsey @FictionWitches #TMPress

The debut novella in the Honey Creek Books line. Seeds of Love Series.
In a town filled with her past, she never expected to find her future….
Seven years ago Cynthia left Honey Creek with a broken heart. Three years ago Mitchell arrived with one. Now Cynthia’s come home, and these two hardened hearts can’t stop arguing. If they’d only take a break long enough to find some common ground, they might be surprised to find love can grow anywhere.
If they let it, love will find a way to Bloom.
Author Bio: Born and raised as an only child in Ohio, Julie had plenty of time to people watch and make things up. When she didn’t think she could make a living at the latter, her love of people led her to Kent State University where she earned a BA in Psychology. A few years and three kids later, she discovered the thrill of writing and hasn’t looked back. Writing allows her to harness her seemingly endless supply of energy and create something of value in the wake.
Julie is a mother of three, wife to a sane person and Ring Master at the Lindsey Circus. Most days you’ll find her online, amped up on caffeine and wielding a book.
She blogs about books and writing at Musings from the Slush Pile.
Look for additional sweet romance titles in the Seeds of Love series to come.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
#TuesdayswithTaryn Q&A with @ruthjhartman #Author #Interview #readers #TMPress
Ruth J Hartman
who was kind enough to answer my
Tuesdays with Taryn Q & A!

What book do you read over and over again? Mary Higgins Clark is my favorite mystery writer. I’ve read several of her books more than once.
Tuesday Trio-
1) Movie- “While You Were Sleeping”
2) Music- Anything by Journey
3) Decadent Dessert- Anything chocolate!
What’s the most interesting or bizarre bit of trivia you’ve learned from researching for a novel?
Halibut begin life with an eye on each side of their head. As they mature, one eye migrates to join the other so both are on the same side. (“Purrfect Voyage”)
Novel on your Nightstand:
Who/what are you currently reading? “The Jinx” by Jennifer Johnson.
Whom would you cast as your Hero & Heroine if your book became a movie? Sandra Bullock and George Clooney
Check out Ruth's Purrfect Voyage, a wonderful little romantic comedy-
Blurb:
Kitty Carter is used to getting into strange situations when she chases her cat, Arthur. But this latest escapade is just too much! When Arthur chases a mouse at the marina while she's doing research for her book, she follows him down the dock and onto a yacht. Not entirely her plan, since she falls down some stairs and hits her head, and wakes to find herself out to sea. And she and Arthur aren’t the only ones on board!
If you'd like to find out more about Ruth, check out her Blog here- www.ruthjhartman.blogspot.com
Thanks for joining me today Ruth!Hope you have a spectacular Tuesday!
Thursday, March 8, 2012
The Thief of Always by #CliveBarker (#Favorite #Book Spotlight)

From the back blurb on my copy-
A magical book for readers of all ages from the inimitable Clive Barker, illustrated with more than forty of his own drawings.
Mr. Hood's Holiday House has stood for a thousand years, welcoming countless children into its embrace. It is a place of miracles, a blissful round of treats and seasons, where every childhood whim may be satisfied...
There is a price to be paid, of course, but young Harvey Swick, bored with his life and beguiled by Mr. Hood's wonders, does not stop to consider the consequences. It is only when the House shows its darker face—when Harvey discovers the pitiful creatures that dwell in its shadows—that he comes to doubt Mr. Hood's philanthropy.
The House and its mysterious architect are not about to release their captive without a battle, however, Mr. Hood has ambitions for his new guest, for Harvey's soul burns brighter than any soul he has encountered in a thousand years...
"In a tale that manages to be both cute and horrifying, bestselling novelist and screenwriter Barker puts the dark side back into childhood fantasy."- Publishers Weekly
Some 10 odd years or more ago, I knew of Clive Barker as a master of horror novels, most famously because his Hellbound Heart was made into the movie Hellraiser and its sequels, but I hadn't actually read any of his books until a very close friend suggested I start by reading Clive's children's fantasy novel, The Thief of Always. He said it was a great introduction to Barker's work for a first timer like myself.
I fell in love with this book immediately from the first sentence. The vibrant descriptive writing sucked me in and kept me there until I finished the book in short order. This was, as I said, a good decade ago, but the story's message about not wasting your time, your life away, of not taking the important things for granted, spoke volumes to me. I laughed, I shuddered in fear and bawled my eyes out while reading this book.
I can't say I've ever read any other Clive Barker novels, though I might have read Hellbound Heart, but I still enjoy this story immensely. In fact, I recently reread it and remembered why I loved it so, all over again. I loved it so much, that I decided my 9-year-old daughter was old enough to enjoy it and so, for several nights at bedtime, I would read a chapter or two to her.
It was a very emotional ride for both of us, sharing in those moments of fear, her eyes widening in anticipation about what might happen next, the sadness in her tears at the revelation about what the House truly was, the creatures that seemed sad and trapped there, and the triumph of Harvey and his friend Wendall in rectifying the wrongs done by Mr. Hood. We laughed, shuddered in fear and bawled our eyes out together. And there was NOTHING like sharing that story with my daughter, not only because it was a book of my heart that I enjoyed, but because I know it will be a favorite book of HERS the rest of her life as well and I'm thrilled to give her a gift like that, for her to appreciated brilliant writing and vivid imagery in a well told story.
This is definitely one for the bookshelf and one to reread over and over. I would highly recommend it for children and adults, alike.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Castaway Hearts #Book #Excerpt 2- Mermaid in the Moonlight

Dawson gave the horse a good prod with his heels, and she took off. The wind whipped through his hair and the moonlight illuminated his way through the lush forest across the road from his home, down the embankment to the edge of the beach. Even in the dark, guided by the pale moonlight, his horse knew the way. This was not their first midnight ride.
As they reached the clearing, Dawson gave another prod. Gypsy opened up and flew across the sand. She sensed her master’s troubled heart and in turn mirrored his desire for freedom and wild abandon. Dawson let her run, her thunderous hooves muffled by the gritty sand beneath.
The horse galloped across the sand for a good quarter mile before Dawson gave her a nudge and pulled back on the reins to slow her to a halt. He stared out at the sea, the moon, the stars, and found he felt small, petty, and irritated still.
Aggravation crept into his heart as he looked out into the bay. Nathaniel knew what Dawson went through in his youth and yet his foolish little brother still wanted to take a bride.
Dawson threw a glance over his shoulder to the cliff-side home of Captain and Mrs. Barrett. The building housed the one idea he never imagined he could want.
Catherine.
Don’t dwell on this waif. She’s not yours to want after or worry about.
His brother was another story. Nathaniel had a great mind for sailing, but he had always been bohemian, never content to stay still for long.
A riotous slosh sounded in an alcove to his left and captured his attention. Inch by inch, he guided Gypsy closer to the rocky cliff, afraid of what he might find there. He thought perhaps a fish or some other sea creature had washed ashore, unable to make its way back out to sea.
As he stole closer, he made out the form, but it was not a fish or any other animal he had ever seen wash up on the beach before.
Wrapped in wispy white fabric that rippled in the wind, a ghostly female figure began to solidify in his sight. Dawson pulled Gypsy to a standstill. It reminded him of mermaid stories he had heard as a child, but this was no mermaid. This was an apparition, floating along on the breeze.
The fabric she wore was so thin he could make out the supple curves of her breasts, his eyes traveling down over her full hips, and the long slender legs that carried her to the water’s edge.
Dawson rubbed his eyes with his fists. Surely, the moonlight had deceived him.
When he looked back the image before him remained and his body responded to the nearly bare-skinned specter, so pale in the night. Dawson stared in silence, her body dancing, gyrating beneath the pale moon. The unwelcome tightening of his breeches made him well aware that this ghost was far more than a figment of his imagination. Her lengthy dark tresses trailed behind her, making him think of a mermaid’s tail. But her thin cotton nightgown revealed no signs of transformation as it clung to her shapely thighs. As she waded further into the water, a sharp gust of wind caught the top of her gown, billowing the wide neckline over her flesh. The moonlight caught her profile for a moment. The dainty nose and pouty lips seemed suddenly familiar, but they slipped into the shadows as his eyes fell to the rise and fall of her breasts again.
That’s when it hit him.
Catherine!
Gone was the prim and proper young woman from earlier in the evening. The stiffness in her before had given way to a sensuality so fluid he could feel it in the air and her movements. Her body tempted him like a waking dream, as she blew in on the breeze, wild and free. It reminded him of desires he had not visited in years.
In the moon’s glow, milky skinned and delicate, Catherine was oblivious that anyone watched her dance of free-spirited joy.
Dawson’s blood pounded in his veins the longer he spied on the young minx.
Those supple curves had crossed his mind earlier in the evening, those swells and dips along her edges made his fingers itch and his manhood betray him in the most uncomfortable way.
His brother’s words taunted him. He might find someone else…it flickered through his mind in disdainful amusement.
Gall burned through him—for his body betrayed him in that instance.
He caught his breath and turned one last hungry gaze toward her before he rode off in the other direction.
Then he gave Gypsy full rein to slice through the night as she carried him away from a temptation that would burn him if he didn’t get as far away as possible.