Well, I said I had a few things brewing for 2013 and I’m ready to spill the beans. This fall I’m entering the fabulous world of independent publishing! The first of these stories is All You Need Is Love.
This story is near and dear to my heart for several reasons. One, I dreamed the opening scene on a flight between Oklahoma and St Croix. And two, I sold the book years ago though it never made it to print. After an extensive editorial rewrite, the original story became the book to be released sometime this fall.
Next month, the contest to name the hero will start so be gearing up to submit your entry. In the meantime…here’s the blurb and fabulous cover for All You Need Is Love.
Three months to get married. It’s every bachelor’s nightmare, especially when there’s millions at stake. Thanks to his aunt’s kooky will, that’s exactly where ‘John’ McFarland finds himself: get a wife or lose it all. At least he only has to stay married for a year.
Small town girl, Claire Campbell is struggling to make it in big city Dallas. So when ‘John’ proposes what choice does she have? She has no place to live and no more money put aside. As ‘John’s’ wife, she’d have a year to get on her feet. A year and one million dollars!
But when ‘John’s’ brother, Devin, returns home with his own wife in tow, the stakes climb even higher. Now John has to deal with his wayward sibling, Devin’s Brazilian bride, in addition to his own wife and his aunt’s pampered pooch. To make matters worse, he might just be falling in love with Claire. All in the name getting what is rightfully his. The guy who said All You Need Is Love surely didn’t have millions on the line.
Today I’m so happy to turn my blog over to the über talented, super sweet Vonnie Davis. You didn’t come here to listen to me prattle on about her many virtues so I’m going to get straight to the point and let Vonnie Take Over. Vonnie?
I can’t tell you how tickled I am to visit you today. Thanks for allowing me to pop in and share a bit about RAIN IS A LOVE SONG. This is book two of my romantic suspense trilogy. All three stories begin in Paris and then move to other locales. In this book, we go from Paris to Budapest to Asheville, NC. While each has its own romantic couple, the same band of terrorists wreak havoc in all three stories.
From now until this Saturday, RAIN IS A LOVE SONG is available as a FREE download on Amazon. Free ladies! I mean that’s almost as good as a shoe sale or a chocolate tasting event or bath scales that always read one-twenty-five. Although my scales don’t read any more, they just scream, but we don’t need to go there now do we?
I love romance. All sub-genres. I’ve been reading them since the mid-sixties. I love being swept away. I love the yin-and-yang pull of two people discovering they care for one another. To me it’s magical. Sometimes it’s also dangerous. Take Gwen and Jean-Luc going undercover to find the bar in Budapest where Dembri, a known terrorist, is spending time, how could I alter their appearances? Gwen was suddenly Tessa and Jean-Luc became Marcus. My hero had no qualms about the change, he’s used to working undercover. Gwen, however, was loath to leave her daughter. What if things went belly-up, she kept asking me? What if I can’t get back to Rhiannon? I hated putting her in danger, but what’s a writer to do?
In this scene, Gwen and Jean-Luc get their first views of Marcus and Tessa.
He was bald. Marcus, her pretend husband, was bald. She couldn’t believe the change. Granted he’d been bald the first time she met him, but at the time he didn’t have the tattoo.
Now he had wide swaths of black ink on one side of his head, beginning near the corner of his eye and wrapping around his scalp toward the back, almost like wide claw marks. In fact, one edge of the tattoo met the edge of the long scar on his cheek. The combined effect was rather intimidating. His grey eyes were now icy pale blue. The man, at first sight, was terrifying, formidable. She supposed the black eye she’d given him didn’t ease his fierceness any.
Both stood still, examining the changes in the other. She imagined they made a strange looking pair, their focus intent on each other.
Jean-Luc was the first to regain his power of speech. He reached out and tugged a strand of hair. “Your curls are gone.”
The corners of his mouth quirked when he leaned in closer and, for an instant, a flash of the man who captured her heart appeared. “Love the mole. It’s a real turn on.” His lips touched hers, feather light, fluttering her stomach and making her yearn for more.
“Glued on.” Her voice was all breathy.
He took her hand, read the tattoo written in flowery script and his eyebrow rose. “My name.” His head nodded slowly. “I approve of the branding.”
“Yeah, so is mine. I have to tell you, I miss your turquoise eyes.”
“You’ll see them tonight when I take out the contacts.”
He captured her chin in his hand. “You’ll still be Tessa even if you look like Gwen.” That’s when his British accent registered. In his role as Marcus, Jean-Luc spoke with a smooth accent. How did he do that? No wonder Louisa told her not to talk much; she lacked the British tinge to her words.
“Until we step back on French soil, I’ll be Marcus and you’ll be my wife. Oh…” He pulled the jeweler’s box from the pocket of his black jeans and slipped open the top. “Your ring to complete the marriage façade. Give me your hand, Tessa.”
“I didn’t think about rings.” The one in the blue velvet box was breathtaking. A band of shimmering diamonds set in gold. She held her hand up and Marcus lifted the ring from the satin lining, kissed it and slipped it on her finger. Was he pretending to be a man in love? If so, he was doing an endearing job of it.
“The ring is beautiful, Marcus.” She thought he’d appreciated her staying in character.
He raised her hand to his lips and kissed the ring on her finger. “Only beautiful things for my exquisite wife.”
If only he meant what he said. Seriously? Do I want a permanent relationship with a man who has a dangerous job that could take him from me? I need to get a grip. “You know you really don’t need to lay it on so thick.”
“Marcus is an arms dealer who dotes on his wife. Get used to it.”
She looked away and blinked back tears. Why get used to something that would soon end and leave her feeling bereft? This was just part of the job. Nothing more. A job.
He enveloped her in his arms. “Don’t be afraid, love. The main thing is to remember your new persona and mine. If you call me by my real name, I won’t respond. Neither should you if I use yours.” He kissed her neck, a familiar gesture.
“From this moment on, I am Marcus and you are Tessa. Oh, I have your new identification papers.” He turned, unlocked a desk drawer and pulled out a green leather wallet and passport. “What items do you have in your new purse? Anything that ties you to Gwen Morningstar?”
“My wallet and my mother’s brag book.”
He made a beckoning motion with his hand. “Give them here. I’ll lock them in my drawer.”
She handed him her wallet but then faltered on handing over the brag book. It was a small thing, really—a photo album full of pictures of Rhiannon from birth to last month—yet she couldn’t bear to part with it. In the back was a little crayoned picture Rhiannon drew last year of their family. “See, Mommy? It’s all three of us. Me and you holding hands and Daddy flying over us in heaven.”
Yowsa! And if you haven’t read the first in the series Don;t forget to check out MONA LISA’S ROOM.
Thanks for visiting and sharing the savings with everyone, Vonnie!
And readers, don;t forget to pay Vonnie a visit and steadily bug, I mean gently encourage her to bring us more of her fabulous stories!
Ciao! Amie <3
Kashi proves he cares too much about Daly to let her fade into the background of her own life. After a series of false starts, their quirky romance carries them to India, where Daly must win the approval of Kashi’s family in order to seal their “forever.”
Will these friendships be enough to turn around Daly’s directionless life? Will she move past the hurt and learn to trust again? Or will her mother, once again, ruin everything she’s worked so hard to achieve?
Emlyn Chand emerged from the womb with a fountain pen clutched in her left hand (true story). When she’s not writing, she runs a large book club in Ann Arbor and is the president of author PR firm Novel Publicity. Best known for her Young Adult novels, she is also developing a small, but devoted, following to her children’s book series and is beginning to dabble in other genres as well. Emlyn enjoys connecting with readers and is available via almost every social media site in existence. Visit EmlynChand.com for more info, or connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, Google+ or GoodReads. Don’t forget to say “hi” to her sun conure Ducky!
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Have you met Toby? He’s Luc Blackfox’s dog, an injured in the line of duty, retired K-9 canine. He’s loving, loyal and a menace to houseplants, wallpaper and handcuff keys. Here’s a glimpse at Toby.
After Kaylee’s apartment is broken into she refuses anyone’s help, including Luc’s. In a not-so-well thought out plan, he handcuffs them together to force her to the safety of his house. Once there, Luc will uncuff them and that will be that. Except he forgot to let Toby in on his plans.
Toby whined and laid down, propping his chin on the backs of his front paws. Kaylee had to admit—even though she was still a little afraid of him—that Toby seemed like a good dog inside. Way down deep inside. He just didn’t have the outlets that police wives had. He couldn’t knit odd looking sweaters or take useless dance classes. He could only stay at home and miss his master and friend.
With one last look at the forlorn canine, Kaylee allowed Luc to tug her along. Two steps into the room, she realized it was Luc’s bedroom. And the bed was the one he slept in. This was where he got dressed in the morning and undressed at night and—
“Dammit, Toby. Where are my jeans?”
“Do you have a date or something?” Kaylee asked. A pitiful attempt at flippancy.
She couldn’t stand in Luc’s private domain, handcuffed to him and look him in the face. Instead she centered her gaze on the vee of bronze skin at the opening of his collar. The mere sight of flesh disturbed her as well.
“I left the key in my jeans pocket,” Luc explained. “And I left my jeans on that chair.” He pointed to a wooden rocker in the corner of the room. A handmade quilt lay folded neatly over the back, but no jeans remained.
From the doorway Kaylee could hear the thump of the dog’s tail on the carpeted floor. Then a bark. She tried not to flinch at the sound. At least it wasn’t a growl.
“Find them,” Luc instructed. “Right now. Or I’m never repapering the bathroom.”
Toby barked again. Silently Kaylee wished the dog the speed of Mercury. It was enough being with Luc in his bedroom, but it was too much to be there handcuffed to him, a breath away from him, her nostrils filled with his very essence.
The dog returned a few moments later dragging a worn and ripped pair of jeans behind him.
“Good boy.” Luc patted the dog on the head, then smiled. His lips froze as he turned the jeans over. They looked like they had been run through a meat grinder backwards. The pockets had been rendered non-existent. “The key must have fallen out,” Luc said, but it sounded as if he was trying to convince himself. “It’s got to be around here somewhere.”
After a thorough, twenty minute search of the upstairs, the key was no where to be found.
Luc turned to Kaylee, his expression sheepish. “I think my dog ate it.”
Kaylee took a deep breath, in a futile attempt to calm her temper. “Luc, this is not the third grade, and unlike your teacher I’m not going to accept that excuse.”
He smiled wryly. “She never did either.”
“Tell me you have a spare.” Kaylee prayed he did. She could not spend any longer handcuffed to Luc. Her resistance toward him was wearing thin.
“Kaylee, I have a spare.”
She let out a sigh of relief.
“But it’s at the station.”
“Let’s go get it.” She started toward the door, but he tugged on their bound wrists and pulled her back.“Would you stop doing that!”
He held up their hands for her to see. “Do you want to explain this to whoever is on duty?”
Kaylee sobered. She hadn’t thought about that. If they went into the police station handcuffed together, everyone on the police force—including her brother—would know about it before the next roll call.
Check out all of Toby (and Luc and Kaylee’s) mis-adventures in Ten Reason’s Not To Date A Cop!
Available now from Samhain Publishing
I can remember one day a couple of years ago when Sarah Grimm tweeted something like, “I just found a print copy of Not Without Risk in my glove compartment. Should I give it away?”
I answered back, “pickmepickmepickme!”
Little did I know what a treat I was in for. I made friend and got a great book in the process. But now…now Not Without Risk has a fabulous new look to go with the fabulous characters.
So tell me, have you met Sgt. Justin Harrison?
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(Yes, I know this is Ty Herndon, but he makes an awesome Justin, don’t you think?)
What is Not Without Risk about?
Murder. Proving to myself and my colleagues that I was fit to return to active duty after a .38 punctured my lung. And how a sexy brunette, with the longest legs I’ve ever had the pleasure of having wrapped around my hips, changed everything.
What did you think the first time you saw the heroine, Paige?
That she was stunning—and that it had been far too long since I’d been with a woman.
What was your second thought?
She could be a killer.
Why did you become a cop?
I have no stomach for people who take advantage of others weaknesses or misfortune for their own gain. I can’t stand violence against others, especially women. And when bad things happen, someone needs to help restore order, solve the puzzle and uncover the identity of the bad guy. I’m very good with puzzles.
What do you like most about Paige?
Her courage and strength. Even injured and bleeding, facing the knowledge that someone wanted her dead—would stop at nothing to see it happen—Paige didn’t break.
If you could change one thing about her, what would it be?
Why would I want to change her?
What is your biggest fear?
That I won’t be able to protect Paige. I pushed myself, my body, too hard in order to get back to the job—the thing that defines who I am. Then I met Paige, and discovered something more important than being a cop. Injured, exhausted and facing one of the toughest cases of my career…I don’t know if I can do it, if I can solve it before the killer gets his hands on her. But I have to. I can’t lose the woman who’s shown me I have worth other than the job—the woman I’ve come to need as much as my next lung full of air.
The last thing he wanted was what he needed most…
Six agonizing months after a slug collapsed his lung, Sergeant Justin Harrison manages to return to the one place where he shines—the San Diego homicide division. Nothing will stand in the way of proving he is fit for active duty. Especially not the long-legged brunette who just stumbled into his crime scene.
Photographer Paige Conroy spent years hiding from her past. Then a late night telephone call brings it crashing back. An old friend is in town and needs her help. When she arrives at his hotel room four hours later, he’s dead. Suddenly, she’s the target of a madman, and Paige must turn to Sergeant Harrison for protection.
But who is the bigger threat to her… the faceless assailant she fears will steal her life or the dark-eyed detective she knows could steal her heart?
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I LOVED this book!! First and foremost this is a romance novel. And it delivers! Paige and Justin are perfect for each other. A cop who doesn’t believe in love and a woman who doesn’t date cops. Add in a murder mystery and a killer on the loose, and you have a recipe for a great read. Grimm’s characters are real, the novel gritty yet true to the genre. The book focuses on the characters and how the forces around them pull them together even as they fight against the attraction they have for one another. The love scenes are HOT. But it should come with a warning–Caution: contents of this book are hard to resist. May cause late nights and continual reading! You won’t be able to put it down!
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Here’s the cover again…can’t enough of that modern art.
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I have fabulous news, readers. The sexy After Midnight, the award winning second release from the talented Sarah Grimm is on Sale! Check out the details below from Sarah herself. Aside from the book on sale, there’s a pretty sweet contest. Get your entry in order,then hurry out and get your copy! Sarah…?
After Midnight is On Sale!
It’s official, for the next two weeks my award winning contemporary romance, After Midnight, is on sale for the super low price of 99 cents! So, I’m celebrating with a re-blog, re-tweet and share to win celebration!
What can you win???
$25 GIFT CERTIFICATE FROM BARNES & NOBLE or AMAZON
Here’s how to play:
- Tweet (or retweet) about the sale. Every tweet will earn you one entry in the drawing. Make sure to include @SarahGrimmAuthr in your tweet so I can track your entry.
- Post or Share the sale on Facebook. Every post/share will earn you one entry in the drawing. Be sure to tag Sarah Grimm – Author in your post so I can track your entry.
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That’s it. Pretty simple, yes? The more you tweet, retweet, share or repost, the more entries you receive! I will announce the winner of the gift certificate on my personal blog on February 11, 2013.
Can music heal a fractured soul?
Or will it tear them apart forever?
Thirteen years—that’s how long Isabeau Montgomery has been living a lie. After an automobile accident took her mother’s life, Izzy hid herself away, surviving the only way she knew how. Now she is happy in her carefully reconstructed life. That is until he walks through the door of her bar…
Black Phoenix singer/front man Noah Clark came to Long Island City with a goal—one that doesn’t include an instant, electric attraction to the dark-haired beauty behind the bar. Coaxing her into his bed won’t be easy, but he can’t get her pale, haunted eyes nor her skill on the piano out of his head.
Can Noah help Isabeau overcome the past? Or will her need to protect her secret force her back into hiding and destroy their chance at happiness?
2012 Romance Through the Ages Award Winner ~ 1st Place Contemporary
2012 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence Finalist
2012 Readers Favorite Award Finalist
2011 Book of the Year Finalist ~ Long and Short Reviews
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“After Midnight is one hell of a love story! I was hooked at the end of the first chapter. I had to read more. I had to know more. And Sarah Grimm definitely delivered more.” —5 Stars, Fire Pages
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Are you still here? Get to reposting! There’s a $25 gift card at stake! :) Ciao!
I was excited today to receive the Blog of the Year Award from my great friend Sarah Grimm. My friendship with Sarah is one of those great serendipitous moments in life–out of all the people who are online, out of all those who have published with The Wild Rose Press, she and I hit it off. We write two totally different styles of romance. I told her once that she was The Godfather and I was The Whole Nine Yards. If you haven’t read any of Sarah’s work, stop whatever it is you’re doing and go get one of her books. I’ll wait.
And if you’ve never been to her blog, you should do that soon. Here…I’ll even help you out. Here’s her blog address: http://www.authorsarahgrimm.blogspot.com/
This award is unlike other awards that you can only add to your blog once. This award can be updated with additional stars. For every time your blog is nominated, you get to add an additional star.
There are a total of “6” stars to collect. Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs—and even if they have already been given the award by someone else—you can still make your opinion count and pass it on to them again and help them (or me) reach the maximum of “6” stars.
The rules of the award are simple:
1. Select the blogs you think deserve the 2012 Blog of the Year Award.
2. Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen—there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required and present them with this award.
3. Please include a link back to this page: Blog of the Year Award.http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-rewards/blog-of-the-year-award/and include these rules in your post. (Please don’t alter the rules or the badge!)
4. Let the blogs(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award and share the rules with them.
5. You can now join our Facebook page – click the link here. ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award (http://www.facebook.com/groups/BlogoftheYear/) and then you can share your blog with an even wider audience.
Here are the blogs I’ve chosen to receive this award:
I must give this award back to Sarah Grimm for all the aforementioned reasons. :)
Another writer I want to receive this award is Arial Burnz. But “writer” is such a vapid term. Artist, author, editor and all around talented lady, Arial is one busy girl. Be sure to check out her blog. http://www.arialburnz.com/
AJ Nuest also deserves a nod. She is the most supportive friend I have ever known. She is constantly encouraging others and helping them strive for more. Oh, and did I mention she writes a great book? Be sure to check her out here: http://ajbooks.blogspot.com/
And no blog list would be complete without adding the incomparable Vonnie Davis to the list. She’s funny, intelligent and has a fabulous author husband. What more could a woman want? Check out Vonnie at http://vintagevonnie.blogspot.com/
Lots of <3–Amie