Thursday, October 12, 2017

New Release Showcase

My sisterscribe from across the pond, Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku, has a new sweet and steamy romance release entitled All of Me!


She's been here before, but I'll let her tell you a bit about herself:

A bit About Stella

I'm Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku, author of several toe-curling & heart-fluttering Flirty& Feisty Romance Novels consisting of Contemporary/Interracial/Multicultural Romance as well as Historical & Paranormal Romance Books. I write about super sexy heroes and flirty & feisty heroines. My stories are a breath of fresh air, dotted with unexpected twists and are set in fascinating Africa, enticing Europe and enchanting America. An emotional spin is what you get when you read my books. 
There are now 19 published books so far. Just so you know, I'm a romantic freak, mother of two fun - loving teenagers, married to my gorgeous husband/best friend and we live in London, UK. If my teens had their way, they would fill our home with a dozen pets. Swimming on my back like a star-fish is one of my skills. Please write or connect with me on social media. I love reading from you.

Blurb

“Incredibly hot, pushy; a real hunk, my neighbour, Jermaine is so in my face, I can hardly breathe on my own. He has a body any woman dreams about with hard lines, tight ass, muscled with tattoos along his arms and inviting lips that keeps me gasping. Yet, I know he’s wrong for me, but tell that to my aroused body as night after night, his chiselled figure pulls me closer in my dreams. I’ve got to remind myself Jermaine double-crossed me, plus my secret taunts me, so there’s no way we can be together. Not a chance!”
~ Roli Boyo

“I’m in London to find a woman who’s even-tempered, homely and has not given her heart to any other man. Someone who wants me with her whole heart. By a twist of fate, I run into my next-door neighbour, Roli, a stunning model who speaks her mind no matter what. Although she has a list of exes’ and a boyfriend I’ve not seen, she makes my chest tighten and I want to capture her full lips with mine. But she has done something I can’t accept. Yet my feet keep dragging me to her front yard even though I know nothing can come out of our escapades. Absolutely nothing!”
~ Jermaine Tucker

Will Roli and Jermaine find comfort in each other’s arms?
Teaser
A small pinch went through her chest at the idea she could walk in on Jermaine kissing another woman. Her eyes instantly misted. 
“Don’t bother. I don’t want your keys. You can have mine, if you can handle it.”

When she got up to walk away, Jermaine sprang to his feet and blocked her way. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Yet, her blood boiled in her veins.

He wrapped his fingers around her forearms and squeezed gently. “I saw the switch in emotion on your face. I’m sorry.”

Staring at her feet, she struggled to find the right words. “It’s nothing to do with you. I guess I’m confused about what’s going on.”

“Because of the kiss we shared earlier.” It was a statement, not a question.

Her eyes flew to meet his and her lips parted involuntarily. And his eyes feasted on her lips. Like thunder, he smashed her against his rock-hard frame and bound her body with his arms. She linked her arms around his hips, happy to be locked within his glorious heat. He took in a harsh breath and planted his mouth on her shoulders, her neck and hair. 

Mini quakes rumbled through her body and she whimpered in his arms as springs of heat let loose on her skin.

“What’s going on between us, Roli? Can you feel the tremors ripping through me?” he asked when he cut off their kiss. “I don’t care about your boyfriend, I really don’t.”

Jermaine’s words tore down every barrier she had put up in the past few years, as her arms mapped his muscled back, grazed his tough skin and marked his flesh with her fingernails.

“If I kiss you again, I’m not going to stop. You’re a very attractive woman and I’m not immune to your beauty and witty personality. So just give me your keys and I’ll go home.”

Even as he spoke, tears pricked the back of her eyes as her chest tightened and her pulse rate amplified. Leaning her neck back, she stared up at him, wishing for one thing only.

Reading her thoughts with accuracy, Jermaine unleashed an onslaught on her lips and she opened her mouth, welcoming him deep inside. 

Moaning sharply, a harsh cry wrenched from within her chest and Roli knew she was lost for good. 

Deepening the slide of his tongue inside her mouth, he groaned as shock waves rocked through him. The tremor did not spare her body.

What I said I wanted in a man is at war with what my body craves. 

A virgin groom looked less likely with every kiss she shared with Jermaine Tucker–her sexy neighbour extraordinaire.

All of Me Purchase Links –

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/All-Me-Sweet-Steamy-Romance-ebook/dp/B075PHYSX7/
Okada Books: http://okadabooks.com/book/about/all_of_me/15607 
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/748365

Find a collection of all Flirty & Feisty Romance Novels.
1. All of Me
2. "You're Mine"
3. Enticed Forever
4. Naked Attraction
5. INDECENT
6. His Ring
7. Royal Cowries (Cowries Series Book 1)
8. His Choice (Cowries Series Book 2)
9. LUST
10. Love at Christmas
11. Husband to Rent
12. Stolen Valentine Kiss (Holiday Series Book 1)
13. Kiss My Lips (Holiday Series Book 2)
14. Forbidden Dance (Forbidden Series Book 1)
15. Red Velvet Rose (Forbidden Series Book 2)
16. Tempting Desire
17. Seduced Hearts
18. Stolen Kisses (Holiday Series Complete Set)
19. Wild Whispers
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Thursday, October 5, 2017

Challenges...


I probably shouldn't be taking the time to write this post, but writing A SONG FOR YOU is presenting me with some challenges, and I need to get this off my chest.

Yesterday I read a great article in the wonderful new magazine published by Permission To Write about automatic writing by Ka'Lyn Coghill. She opened the article with this sentence: "Writing can be daunting when you find yourself at a roadblock. It can be disheartening to have a thought but not have the words to eloquently express the way you feel."


That immediately grabbed my attention, because I am struggling with the opening chapters of Book Two in The Lake Series. Usually when I start a new book, I sail through the beginning and don't stall out until the middle. This time it was different.

                             


Ms. Coghill recommends doing freewriting when this happens. Since I've never tried this approach, I was skeptical. I'm one of those writers who likes to go into each session with a plan. It seemed to me if I was already having trouble getting the words on the page, sitting down and writing whatever came to mind would be fruitless. I was wrong.

I set a timer for fifteen minutes and proceeded to write whatever came to mind. It was interesting that it started out with a complaint about the usefulness of doing the exercise, but as I continued without stopping, possible ideas for the story came to me. What developed was the most productive writing day I've had in weeks.




Today, I plan to do the same thing. Thanks, Ka'Lyn!

If you want to learn more about freewriting, this Wikipedia article will give you more details: 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_writing

Thursday, September 28, 2017

New Release Showcase

Hello. I’m Excited. This is one of my stops for the Virtual Book Tour That Was Then, This Is Now, This Broken Vessel Restored. This virtual book tour is organized by Write Now Literary Book Tours. This tour runs September 28, 2017.  Follow the tour here.  Book your own tour here WNL
Genre: Christian Non Fiction
Kindle ASIN: B073VCY1L5
About the Author
In addition to being an award winning author of Completely Whole and Secret Places Revealed, Paulette is an inspirational speaker, as well as a writing workshop instructor. 
Her literary works have been spotlighted in a growing number of publications, including CBN, Real Life Real Faith Magazine, The Sacramento Observer and Black Pearls Magazine. 
She has also appeared on numerous local and online radio shows.
Paulette is also the owner of Write Now Literary Book Tours. She resides in Northern California.
                     About The Book
HOW COULD GOD HAVE A PURPOSE FOR ME AMIDST THIS MESS?
WHY DO SUCH BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?
If you've recently asked yourself these questions, Paulette Harper's That Was Then, This is Now has the answers. Struggling to recover from a broken marriage and disappointed dreams, Paulette Harper gropes for meaning and understanding. And through her searching, God reveals Himself to her in ways she never before imagined possible. By sharing her struggles with transparency, she illustrates how a heart attitude of surrender allows God to use a broken vessel for His ultimate plans of glory.
That Was Then, This is Now, minsters to hurting hearts in every season in life, reminding them that God restores shattered lives, intent on using them for His sovereign purposes.
Purchase Links
Amazon paperback
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Thursday, September 14, 2017

New Release Showcase

Today I'm happy to present the brand new release by Unoma Nwankwor.

Hello. I’m Excited. This is one of my stops during the one month tour for Sons of Ishmael Reintroduction Tour: The Danjuma Brothers. This virtual book tour is organized by Write Now Literary Book Tours. This tour runs September 11 – October 5, 2017.  Follow the tour here.  Book your own tour here WNL               

About The Author
Born in Akron, Ohio to Nigerian parents, Unoma Nwankwor is an award winning, international best-selling author of several fiction titles, and a champion of purpose. She is the recipient of the Nigerian Writers’ Award 2015 for Best Faith Based Fiction Writer. At the end of 2016, she was short listed for the Diaspora Writer of the Year. She was also recently named as one of the “100 Most Influential Nigerian Writers Under 40”

When she is not writing fiction, she empowers women of faith to remain rooted in hope by building confident expectations in the promises of God. She’s the host of the Anchor Talk Podcast, the COO of KevStel Group LLC and Founder of Living A Life of Expectancy.


Unoma resides in Atlanta with her husband and two children.

A SCOOP OF LOVE~ SONS OF ISHMAEL BOOK I

About The Book
Genre: Christian Fiction/Romance
The oldest of the Danjuma brothers, Rasheed was a self-made man. He’d learned at an early age that love and commitment brought with it complications he didn’t want to deal with. His single-minded focus had paid off. He was able to step into the shoes of his absentee father by taking care of his mother and twin brothers. But just when he thought he could stop carrying the weight of his family on his shoulders, he gets a call that could change the trajectory of Rasheed’s life.
Ibiso Jaja, a professional caterer, had gambled on the love of a man and lost. Through the redeeming love of God, she had picked herself up and was now living her dream as the owner of Bisso Bites, a bistro in the heart of Abuja. However circumstances conspire to threaten the bistro and bring her face to face with the type of man she has vowed to avoid. The attraction is instant.
Once again, Rasheed is forced to do something he has done all his life – put the needs of his family ahead of his own. This time however, he crosses path with the sassy, independent, Jesus-loving caterer who is bent on making him see the power of forgiveness and God’s love. Just when Rasheed lets his guard down, a deadly sabotage causes old demons to rise. Will Rasheed continue to pursue power and success or surrender to the light of God’s love?
Rasheed Danjuma sighed aloud at the sight of another unwanted email from the law
offices of Ezekiel and Stanley. These lawyers were beginning to work his last nerve. He placed his finger over the touchpad of his laptop, directed the cursor to the delete icon and pressed it.It had been six months since Zayd Danjuma, the man that contributed to his genetic makeup had passed away. And his lawyers were still hounding him. Rasheed had thought his non-attendance of the funeral service was a clear indication of his disinterest in anything they had to say about his so-called father.
Determined not to let the email ruin his day, he picked up the receiver and dialed his assistant’s extension. She picked up at the first ring.
“Yes, Rasheed?”
“Have you heard anything back from those clients in the United States?”
“No, I didn’t,” she said. “But while you were on your conference call, your mother called.”
Rasheed felt a strange rise in his stomach. His mother almost never called him on his office phone unless she wanted to reach him in a hurry. “Did she leave a message?”
“No, she just said to let you know she called.”
“Okay, thank you.” He disconnected the call.
Rasheed walked over to his jacket and pulled out his cell phone. Looking out of the large window of his Hyde Park office, his sense of unease grew. He checked, and there were three missed called from his mother. His voice mail was empty. What was going on? He dialed his mother. She answered on the third ring.
“Mama, you tried to reach me. Is everything okay?”
“Nna, I really don’t know how to answer that.”
His mother used her term of endearment, Nna, for her sons when she wanted to ask for something she knew they didn’t want to give.“What is it?”
“Those lawyers from your father’s estate came to see me today,” she said. “Rasheed, I don’t want those men in my shop or house. I’m asking you again to come home and see what they want.”
Rasheed’s jaw set. How dare those lawyers hound his mother? Why was it so important that he and his brothers attend the stupid will reading? Even though it had been twenty-five years since their father had walked out of their lives, the memory of that morning was still vivid. Their father didn’t care about them in life, so why was he so concerned about their well-being in death? Squaring up against those lawyers himself was one thing, but when they involved his mother, it was totally different. He wouldn’t have it.
“You mean they came to your shop?” Rasheed asked as though he didn’t hear her the first time. Anger shot through his feet as he began to pace the length of his office.
“Yes.” His mother’s voice sounded shaky. “It’s one thing for them to call but to show up,I don’t appreciate it. They almost scared my customers away.”
After his mother had retired as a school administrator, she had decided she couldn’t sit idle. Her love of fashion led to the opening of a boutique in the heart of Abuja’s business district. Within months, the business had flourished. Rasheed had supported her because whatever made his mother happy made him happy, too. After many years of living in pain, she deserved to live her life in peace. They all did.
Rasheed’s mind went back to the email he’d received earlier in the day. Since these
lawyers were playing hardball, it was clear he had no choice but to travel to Nigeria. “If those lawyers call you again, tell them I’ll be there soon.”
His mother’s sigh expressed her relief. “God bless you, my son.”
“It’s okay, Mama. They better make it worth my while. If not, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.”


ANCHORED BY LOVE~ SONS OF ISHMAEL SERIES BOOK II
About The Book
When cardiac surgeon, Jabir Danjuma met Damisi Odinga at the University of Michigan seven years ago, it wasn’t necessarily love at first sight. With love comes commitment and he knows that’s not a promise he could keep, after all he is his father’s son. However, their attraction can’t be denied. Their ensuing one year romance is passionate and intense, and he begins to feel the forbidden emotion—love. Just as he starts to let his guard down, Damisi breaks up with him and moves half way around the world to Lagos, Nigeria. He knows immediately that the demise of their relationship has something to do with that church she joined. She becomes unrecognizable and wants to change him into something he is not. His studies are the most important thing to him, so he did what any sane man would do, let her go.
Popular television personality Damisi Odinga, needs to end the fourth season of her show Becoming Ruth, with a bang. The trending topic in the country is the fairy-tale wedding of the heir to the Danjuma empire. The family has been shrouded in secrecy ever since the unknown sons resurfaced in the country last year. Coverage of the wedding weekend will give her show the boost it needs and seal its number one rating. No one can get an interview with the couple but she had a way in, her ex man, Jabir Danjuma. So what if he broke her heart and she hasn’t been able to get over him? This was kingdom business, right?
Years ago, Damisi left him without an explanation and now Jabir has her just where he wants her. Their encounter sets off a series of events that leave them both with fresh pain and hurt. Angry, they leave Abuja to their destinations. If they didn’t set eyes on each other again it would be too soon. But little did they know that fate has another thing planned. Will they stick it out long enough for the Potter to perfect their scars and pain for His purpose or will distance and time steal the day.
Thirty minutes later, Jabir was in the KTN lobby waiting for Damisi. He got curious stares from the receptionist and guard. He didn’t know whether it was because he looked like Kamal—someone they’d recognize—or because Damisi never received male visitors. He hoped it was the latter.
The space was decorated in light colors, and the walls were decorated with paintings or pictures of guests of their shows. He walked to the one the one that had Damisi in it. She was on the set of her show and looked beautiful. She had a microphone in her hand and was smiling. From the picture, he could see she loved what she did. His eyes saddened at what the scandal would do to her career. If they acted fast, she might have a chance of salvaging it, but she was too stubborn, and his approach wasn’t helping either. He had to get her to see reason.
“What are you doing here?” she whispered behind him.
Jabir turned around and marveled at how gorgeous she looked. He smiled inwardly.
“I figured you could use breakfast.” He handed her the smoothie and the box of pastries.
She took it from him slowly, her eyes softening with gratitude. “Thank you, but you shouldn’t be here.”
Jabir frowned. “Why? Expecting someone?”
She grabbed his wrist and tried to pull him to the corner. He resisted at first, but caved when he saw the plea in her eyes. “I really appreciate the breakfast, but I thought you were supposed to be on your way to Badagry. I really don’t need any rumors started.”
He lifted his brow. “Rumors? I’m not doing anything but making sure you’re fed. The baby needs to eat.”
She looked around in shocked horror. “Shhhh. Do you want to say it a little louder?” She rolled her eyes at him and he chuckled. “Jabir, please you can’t be here. In case you forgot, you look like one of the most recognizable Nigerian soccer players. I can’t do the rumor mill now.”
He wanted to dismiss her argument, but he was running late, and she was right. But then he had another idea. “Okay, I’ll leave on one condition.”
“Really?”
“Really.” He smirked.
Some people walked past them and did a double take. Damisi panicked. “What is it?”
“Have dinner with me when I get back.”
Damisi hesitated, then someone she knew walked over to say hello to them. By now, he could see the fury in her eyes. The daggers in them were aimed at him. He raised his eyebrow.
“I can’t believe you. Okay. Go,” she said hurriedly and turned away. He watched her go, but smiled when she walked back his way. “Thank you, and please drive safe.”
Yep. This new approach just might work. There was hope.

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Thursday, September 7, 2017

New Release Showcase

Today I have an amazing new release to share with you! My online brotherscribe, James Fant, has written a historical romance/thriller, entitled The Darkest Loop, which came out on September 4th. Let me tell you a little about James and then I'll share a short synopsis and excerpt from the book.

Author Bio:

James Fant is an award winning author who lives in Charleston, SC with his lovely wife and two hilarious children. He received a degree in biology from College of Charleston and a master’s in business administration from Charleston Southern University. His love for literature was forged by the works of Eric Jerome Dickey, Walter Mosely, and Stephen King. He also finds inspiration from screenwriters Shonda Rhimes, Aaron Sorkin and Kurt Sutter. Literarily, James has always been drawn to intelligent yet imperfect characters and he writes novels with them in mind.


Synopsis:

Dallas Anderson is stuck in a time loop that repeats Labor Day 2001 to September 11, 2001. He thinks he must prevent the terrorist attacks to break the loop. But each loop challenges that theory, igniting a fiery romance between him and his best friend's sister and exposing the dark truth behind Déjà vu.

Excerpt:

Someone somewhere was giving me a gang of second chances. Who knew when their generosity was going to run out?

So I staked out in the side parking lot of Family Medicine. I backed my Camry into a spot near some bushes so I wouldn’t be seen. But by the time I arrived there at 7:00 in the morning, there was no one to be seeing me anyway.

There I was, sitting in the driver seat like an old flatfoot. Slumped in my seat. A baseball cap pulled over my head. The tint on my windows provided an excellent cover. I spent the entire early morning thinking about the why of the loop. The why haunted me. Eluded me. It had nothing to do with saving Kevin. I knew that now. I knew exactly why I was stuck in a time loop. My mission. But the mission was daunting—much too daunting for one man to tackle. I needed a partner. Thena was the first person who came to mind. It was like a little voice in my head telling me that we were somehow irrevocably linked in some cosmic and spiritual way. In the kind of way that would cause her to believe me when I told her that I was in this loop. The kind of blind faith that would have her help me in perhaps doing what I was chosen to do. But I had to save Kevin. And I couldn’t get hurt in the process. I would sure need my ankle later.

It was nearly noon when I saw Thena walk by and I cursed. Why was she still here? Wasn’t she still mad at Kevin?

Now, I knew that the incident with the van wouldn’t take place for another fifteen minutes or so. So I had to act fast.

I pushed through the lobby doors in my trench coat and ball cap and said, “I knew you were going to let me down!”

“Dallas,” she turned left, right, then back to me. “What are you doing here?”

“I’ve told you: I’ve been here before.”

“Here?”

I looked around the lobby. “No...not here. But out there.” I pointed out the dark glass window. “Definitely out there.” Mind you, I was wearing a trench coat in the beginning of September, along with a hat pulled tightly over my eyes. I hadn’t taken stock in the craziness of my outfit. My next statement would sound to Thena as crazy as the outfit I was wearing.

“I’m stuck in a time loop. That’s how I know about Bryant Green—but all I know about him is that you were engaged long ago. That’s not important. I only brought him up because it’s a fact that I know that I could not have known unless I saw you talking to him, and of course your mother told me that you were engaged.”

“Kevin could’ve told you all of that. You know what? You need to leave.”

“Kevin’s coming soon. He’s going to start into that intersection and get demolished unless I save him.”

“I’m calling security.”

“Yesterday, you were wearing light pink toe-nail polish with glitter.” She narrowed her eyes. “Now how would I know that unless you took off your shoes? You didn’t yesterday. Not that yesterday. But on a previous yesterday, you did.”

Thena was motioning to the representative behind the reception counter. “Excuse me! Sir? Would you please call Public Safety?”

“Oh my goodness.” I shot up from my chair. “Kevin’s coming.”

I dashed out, knowing in my heart each step was the sealing of my fate. Sweat pooled at the base of my neck to match the moistness on my forehead. I tossed the hat to the ground. Why? No clue. Maybe I thought in the seconds between my lunging from the glass doors to the sidewalk my hat would slow me down. But that was stupid. The hat—if I still had it—would cushion the blow as my head hit the ground—again. Of course I didn’t feel much pain on my first go round (if that was the first go round of me attempting to save Kevin). But the pain afterwards? The mind gnawing migraines. My ankle feeling like someone had stabbed through it all the way to the bone. And that same someone had the unmitigated gall to leave that knife there. That rusty knife. In the next microsecond it dawned on me: what if I didn’t just get nicked this time? What if that minivan plowed right through me? Or what if I was unsuccessful in pushing Kevin out of the way of the van this time? It was sheer luck that aided me the last time. That stunt man stuff you see in the movies is not as reproducible as you think in the real world. Could I do it twice?
Purchase Links:

Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/Darkest-Loop-James-Fant-ebook/dp/B074WMKDDL/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1504807474&sr=1-1&keywords=the+darkest+loop+james+fant 

Barnes and Noble:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-darkest-loop-james-fant/1126995391?ean=2940158938030

Paperback: https://www.createspace.com/7488934

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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

What's Happening?

It's been a while since I've posted an entry here that's not a New Release promo for another author. As I've mentioned before, it's hard for me to talk about myself. I love to talk about my books, but I really suck at talking about my daily routine, how I write, the life of a writer, and those other good things other authors post. I'm trying to get over it. There's no need to have a blog, which isn't anything more than a web diary, if I'm not going to share on a regular basis. Right?

Well, the release of Born To Be Wild was wonderful. Release month (June) sales met my expectations. July and August were very good, but I've been wrestling with myself about my expectations. Although I am so thankful for each and every sale, I wonder if my expectations have been too low. Selling one thousand copies on Amazon during a release month seems like a dream to some indie authors, but compared to what big name romance authors sell during the first thirty days after releasing a new book, it's just a drop in the bucket.

My problem(s) is that I have no desire to work like a maniac to get those numbers. I do some paid advertising and lots of free social network promotion, but I'm so not interested in going out and doing signings, traveling to literary events in other states, doing blog radio shows, cable TV, etc., it's not even funny. Thank God for the Internet. I do quite a few online events to interact with readers online without having to go through a whole lot of aggravation. In fact, I'm doing one on Saturday. Here's the promotional video:


The majority of my writing colleagues are younger than I am, and they get a real charge out of doing this stuff. When I see pictures from the events, I feel as though I missed out on something wonderful. Yet, it's still not enough to drive me to participate. Perhaps if I did, my sales would increase. Maybe not.

That being said, let me tell about what I've been doing. Hubby and I are getting ready to do two local events in September and October. He's an artist who paints beautifully but has never offered any of his work for sale. Most of his work is landscapes and other settings.

 
I've already ordered our table banners, racks and stands, and I've checked out how other authors decorate their tables for events. So I'm stepping out of my cozy little author comfort zone. I'll post about each event once it's over and let everyone know how it went.




Thursday, August 3, 2017

New Release Spotlight!

Normally I don't to New Release Spotlights back to back, but it just so happens that the lovely Joy Avery also has a new novel, and I didn't want to miss about sharing it with you!


Write Now Literary is pleased to announce Maybe, Book Blast Tour with Joy Avery. August 3, 2017. @wnlbooktours @authorjoyavery Genre: Contemporary Romance ASIN: B072VJ9P6K

About The Book

Sometimes, all it takes is the right motivation… Artist Rana Lassiter has sworn off men. After being hurt, she prefers painting passionate scenes of love on her canvas instead of the real thing. But when she meets Mount Pleasance’s newest arrival, sexy and suave fireman Dallas Fontaine, she envisions a different kind of stroke than the ones she performs with her brush. To say she’s attracted to the debonair man is an understatement, but she refuses to fall victim to his good looks, charm or persistence. Dallas has never had a problem getting any woman he wants. And he wants Rana. In a way he’s never wanted any woman before. There’s just one problem…she doesn’t want him. But she will. By the time he’s done, she won’t be able to resist his blazing kisses. But nothing is easy, especially love. When a life-altering event occurs, it will test them both. Are they strong enough to forge through the catastrophic storm, or will they allow it to destroy their chance at happily-ever-after?
Rana eyed him curiously. “I like you?”
“I know.”
She barked a laugh. “I wasn’t confessing. I was asking—”
“If I wanted to kiss you? Why, yes, I do.”
When he tilted his head forward, Rana reeled back. “What do you think you’re doing?”
He would have actually been convinced she was insulted, had her eyes not been fixed on his mouth. “Giving you what you want.”
About The Author


By day, Joy Avery works as a customer service assistant. By night, the North Carolina native travels to imaginary worlds--creating characters whose romantic journeys invariably end happily ever after. Since she was a young girl growing up in Garner, Joy knew she wanted to write. Stumbling onto romance novels, she discovered her passion for love stories; instantly, she knew these were the type stories she wanted to pen. Real characters. Real journeys. Real good love is what you'll find in a Joy Avery romance. Joy is married with one child. When not writing, she enjoys reading, cake decorating, pretending to expertly play the piano, driving her husband insane, and playing with her two dogs. Joy is a member of Romance Writers of America and Heart of Carolina Romance Writers.
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