Monday, January 26, 2015

Book Reviews


Congrats to these TWRP author and their books on their great reviews.



Better than a Present
 Spy Games by Mia Downing.
 Shift Happens
 Grave Shifter
 Undiscovered Angel
 Warrior Lord
 A Man for Annalee:
Audrey's Promise.
Tequila Dirty
Sniper Fire
Double Wedding, Single Dad
Sniper Fire
Double Exposure
Favorite Fantasies
The Beginning Comes Quietly
Her Hometown Fantasies
Death Rub
Under Starry Skies
 Heavenly Desire
 Physical Therapy

Despite the Fangs

Help Wanted Wife

Secrets of Ugly Creek

The Wrong Drawers

A saved Woman

Don’t Let Go
 Sterling's Way
 Sweet To The Taste
 Rowena’s Hellion
 Hell’s Bounty
 The Marriage Trap
 Red and her Big bad Dom
 Double the Risk
 Blue heat

A case for Calamity
Coyote Heat
Reckless Abandon
Piper’s Piping
Red and her Big Bad Dom
 Lady Adel's Captain 
 Despite The Fangs
 Resorts, Regrets And Returning To Love
 A Daughter’s Promise
 Untamed Heat
Captive Bride
A cottage Christmas
 A Ghost of a Clue 
Sour Cherry
 Dane’s Restraint
 A love of his Own
 Night Stars and Mourning Doves
 Red and her Big bad Dom

Pandora’s Jar

Silent Deceit

Under the Covers

Lethal Abandon

Close Encounter with a Crumpet

Law of Attraction

Shift Happens

Second Nature



Witch's Tattoo

Escaping Christmas
Under the moon Gate
Once There Were Sad Songs.
Cook County Cowboys

Sterling’s Way

Sweet to the Taste

The Dressmaker’s Duke

Heart Shifter

The kerr Construction Co

Resorts Regrets and Returning to Love

Heart of the Phoenix

30 Seconds

Embraced by Fire

Reality Re-do

Dangerous Paradise

Dragon Wife

Paris Rose

The Maid’s Secret 

Call Down the Moon
 Highland Troth
 Love Caters All
 Piper’s piping
 Dickens of a Death
 The Sleepover Clause

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Quick Promo - J.Arlene Culiner

Happy Saturday Readers, 
Join me in helping to celebrate J.Arlene Culiner's release of her newest book...




A Swan’s Sweet Song
(Contemporary Romance from The Wild Rose Press)

The air sizzles when a country music star and renowned playwright meet, but can opposites fall in love?

The instant Sherry Valentine and Carston Hewlett meet, there’s desire and fascination in the air…but they’re complete opposites.
Smart-talking Sherry fought her way up from poverty to stardom as a country music singer. Now, she’s ever in the limelight, ever surrounded by clamoring fans, male admirers and paparazzi, and her spangled cowboy boots carry her all across the country, from one brightly lit stage to the next.
A renowned but reclusive playwright, Carston cherishes his freedom, the silence of his home in the woods and his solitary country walks.
Any long-term commitment is obviously out of the question: how about a quick and passionate fling?
But when their names are linked in the scandal press, Sherry’s plans to become an actress are revealed. And the budding relationship seems doomed.

EXCERPT

            Perhaps she could avoid meeting Carston Hewlett again and circumvent disaster. And why worry? She had a concert to do, interviews to give, and contacts to make so her name stayed in the forefront. And when this festival was over, she’d climb back into the bus with Charlie and her boys and ride away. Perhaps head for the new career she’d been dreaming about—because, according to Charlie, there was serious talk of a role in a television series...
            Yes, she had enough on her agenda. No room for a temporary fling. A fling at a conference like this? That had become so commonplace, it was positively banal. And,  at  this  stage  of  her  life,  it  would  also  be undignified.
“There he is now,” said Charlie, ripping into her thoughts. “Right over there. On the left. You see?”
Of course, she saw. How could she miss him? Tall, mighty easy on the eye, he leaned, glass in hand, against a plaster pillar, listening to the dozen people surrounding him.
“Don’t make plans,” she warned Charlie. Yet she couldn’t avoid looking in Carston’s direction again and noticed he didn’t seem to be enjoying himself. Oh, he nodded politely at what was being said, but his eyes had that vague glazed look that comes just before sinking to the floor with boredom. But didn’t he look delicious in that brown silk shirt and elegant tweed jacket; look how those jeans hugged his long legs. He was just the way she’d always imagined a successful playwright should be: cool, intelligent, strong, and sexy.
As if aware she’d been watching him, Carston turned slightly, caught her eye. She tried forcing herself to look away. And failed. For an eternity, their gaze held over the space separating them. Then detaching himself from the surrounding group, he headed in her direction.
She commanded herself to pretend  indifference, but her pulse accelerated, and her heart thumped a sensual jungle beat. Was this supposed to be pleasure? Something closer to pure panic. She swallowed, tried to summon up some zen-like calm…then realized she didn’t have any available. She needed help. Fast.
“Charlie?” she gasped. Looked around. Damn! Where had that man gone now that she needed him? The only thing left to do was run. Except she was incapable of movement. Fool. The reprimand didn’t get escape muscles into moving order.
Why come over here anyway? What would they talk about? They had nothing, absolutely nothing, in common. She had to stop staring at him like this.
Here he was now, tiny inches away, his jaw a hard definite line, his body that tight, sinewy stretch she’d thought about too many times during the night. But it was the expression in his eyes, warm eyes, humorous eyes, that confirmed her instinct: the immediate, deep reaction was mutual. Try as hard as they could to avoid it, something would happen. It was inevitable.
            And for once, she, Sherry Valentine, a woman with a smart answer, a flippant remark for everything, everyone, and every occasion, was tongue-tied.

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Born in New York, raised in Toronto, J. Arlene Culiner has spent most of her life in England, Germany, Turkey, Greece, Hungary and the Sahara. She now resides in a 400-year-old former inn in a French village of no real interest. Much to everyone's dismay, she protects all living creatures -- especially spiders and snakes -- and her wild (or wildlife) garden is a classified butterfly and bird reserve.