Tuesday, April 15, 2014

It Is That Day Of The Week Again #TeaserTuesday

Here is another tiny unedited snippet from the next book in The Sherbrookes of Newport Series

Across from her, he lifted his own cup of espresso toward his mouth. “Sounds like you speak from experience.”
Maintain eye contact. Don’t look at his lips or think about how they’d feel against yours. “I worked here all through high school just like everyone else in the family. Even when I was in college, I worked here in the summer. It was sort of expected.”
“I know how that can be.” He put his cup on the table once again giving her an unobstructed view of his mouth.
The night before she’d dreamed of him. They’d been standing on the balcony that ran the length of his home in Newport and he’d been trailing kisses down her neck.
“Everyone even my cousin Jake, who my Uncle Warren had to drag into the office, did an internship at Sherbrooke Enterprises. Both my father and Uncle insisted we know the inner workings of the company.”
An image of the former playboy, Jake Sherbrooke, being dragged into an office formed and laughter bubbled up inside her. “Now that’s a picture I wish the media had printed.”
Trent chuckled. “It is too bad they didn’t get one. What about you? Did you mind working for the family business?”
“No not really. My brother Nick hated it. Only lasted one summer before my mom banned him from ever entering the kitchen again.”
“Banned him? Sounds a bit harsh. What did he do?”
Memories from the one summer her brother worked at the bakery surfaced. “More like what didn’t he do? When my parents refused to let him get a job somewhere else, he set out to make sure our mother didn’t want him at the bakery. At first it was just little things. Showing up late, taking extra long breaks. When that didn’t work he stepped up his efforts. The final straw was when he started a small fire in the kitchen. He still insists that was an accident, but I don’t believe him.”
Across the table Trent cringed. “I can see how that would get him banned. Is he your only brother?”
Addie opened her mouth to answer, when Chloe called out to her from the front counter. “Your coffee is ready Addie.” Addie didn’t even manage to push her chair back before Trent stood.
“I’ll get it for you.”
A girl could get used to this. From the table she followed Trent’s movements as he crossed to the front counter and she almost sighed outloud. Watching the guy walk was just so, she didn’t even know how to describe it. Yet, she knew no one should look that good while simply crossing a room.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

#TeaserTuesday: Here is another snippet

It is Teaser Tuesday again.  Here is an UNEDITED snippet from my current WIP.

“Have you met everyone?” Elizabeth asked.
“Everyone except Prince Charming’s wife,” Trent said using the nickname the media had given his cousin years earlier.
Jake gave him a dirty look then looked over at the red head seated next to him. “Charlie this is my cousin Trent.”
The woman extended her hand toward him. “It’s nice to meet you. Jake’s told me a lot about you.” She gave him a smile that indicated her husband had shared a lot of personal information including some he’d probably wished Jake hadn’t.
Trent accpeted the woman’s hand. “It’s great to finally meet you. We’ll have to talk later. I have some stories that I could share with you that I bet Jake has never mentioned.” 
“Hey, Trent. Sara said you might stop by.” Christopher Hall appeared at the doorway. “Nice to see you again,” he said as joined everyone at the table.
He’d known Jake’s former college roommate and best friend for several years. In fact on numerous occasions they’d prowled the Los Angles night clubs together. “Congratulations on the engagement.” When the three of them had hung out together, Christopher had always been the one he’d imagined settled and married someday. He’d just never imagined it would be to his younger cousin Sara. Yet the two appeared happy and in love.
“Sara said you decided to run for Congress.”
Trent looked over at Dylan, he’d uncle’s step-son and his cousin’s husband. He’d known Dylan, the current CEO of Sherbrooke Enterprises all his life and considered him family. Other than himself he’d thought Dylan the least likely of everyone gathered at the table to ever marry. After a brief engagement years earlier ended ,he’d become a confirmed bachelor. Married more or less to his work he kept all his relationships with woman bried and superfacial. Then Callie Taylor, his Uncle’s daughter, entered everyone’s life including Dylan’s. Now the no nonsense excutive sat with an arm around his pregnant wife’s shoulders. Talk about times changing.
With a nod, he answered. “Yes, I’ve hired Marty Phillips to run my campagn. My father and I meet with him earlier this week.”
Across the table Callie frowned and glanced over at Sara, but remained silent. Right away Sara’s comment about Marty popped into his mind and he wondered once again what had transpired during his uncle’s campagn.
“Goodluck. If there’s anything I can do let me know,” Dylan said, his subtle English accent lacing his voice.
“Same here, Trent.” Jake’s voice pulled his attention away from Dylan and Callie. 
During the two years he’d worked on overseas projects for Sherbrooke Enterprises, he’d made few trips back to visit family. Now once again surrounded by his cousins he realized how much he’d missed his family.
“Warren is pleased with your decision,” his aunt said. “He spoke with your father earlier this week.”
His aunt’s comment came as no surprise. The Sherbrooke family had been involved in politics for years. In a way it was expected that at least one Sherbrooke male from each generation would get involved in politics. For the longest time his aunt and uncle had hoped Jake would follow in the family tradition even though he’d never displayed an interest unlike his sister Sara. For Trent it’d always been in the back of his mind but until that past spring he hadn’t been ready to take the plunge. Instead he’d been content with his position at Sherbrooke Enterprises and his rather carefree lifestyle. When Callie and Dylan announced her pregnancy though a switch had gone on inside him. He’d taken a good look around and realized that everyone he cared about was making these grand changes in their lives except him.

Friday, April 4, 2014

#Cover Reveal: Oceans Apart by Emma Fitzgerald

Today I have the honor of revealing the cover for romance author Emma Fitzgerald's  book Oceans Apart.

Nobody ever cares for second place.

Talented public relations associate, Annie Scott, knows second place well. She has never been anyone’s priority and is sick of wallowing in self pity, sick of being an option. In a snap decision, she flees her hometown of Nashville for the unknown shores of Sydney, Australia. There she can be whoever she wants to be. Perhaps, the enforced solitude will give her back her identity and kickstart a new path in life.

Professional surfer, Cam Hart, is home on leave from the Pro Tour, and in desperate need of some rest, relaxation and maybe, a little female company. All extremely achievable at his home in Bronte, Sydney. There will be women willing and waiting for him, of that he has no doubt. He’s never been a relationships kind of guy, and after his embarrassing defeat for the recent World Title, the idea of losing himself in between the sheets for some no-strings fun, definitely has appeal.

Fate throws Cam and Annie in each other’s path. Their attraction to each other is immediate. Cam believes he has found the perfect girl to distract him for a few weeks, while Annie is ready to throw caution to the wind and dive into a holiday romance. The two drifting souls soon realise that their chemistry and passion is more than they bargained for.

Cam has never wanted to entrust his heart to anyone again. But, with Annie, he sees that he may indeed want a future, a change from his impulsive and wild ways. Could Cam actually be capable of such change? Should Annie consider Cam to be more than a summer fling, or will she be bound by her insecurities and not believe him worth the risk? Will she return to her hometown, the same as she left it: alone.

Where To Find Emma


#Cover Reveal for Falling for Shock

This fabulous cover came from none other than my head and computerized art programs. I had some excellent help from Russian resident, colleague and graphic designer Ольга Лабзина (Olga Labzina). Together we made this cover POP! and WOW! And I hope you enjoy it too and it captivates you enough to pick up FALLING FOR SHOCK when it release on April 25th, 2014!
Until then here's a little teaser.

Oliver Hannel, England’s sexiest new star, has finally moved from the television screen to the silver screen, playing comic book hero The Shock in Hollywood’s upcoming blockbuster. While filming one summer night in the midwestern town of Greenfield, Indiana, Oliver finds himself witnessing a crime in progress. Will he embrace his inner superhero and save the day? Or will he remember he isn’t invincible and call for help? Layla Brooks is a small town girl with a big spirited heart, especially when it comes to her twin sister, Lucy. She will rest at nothing to protect her from a casino mogul’s henchman bent on collecting a debt… even if that includes taking her sister’s punishment. But a strange suited man from out of the shadows isn’t about to let that happen. Oliver and Layla’s opposite worlds collide with a Bam! But are either of them ready for the lies, truth and lust that comes along with a relationship born of shock? Or will their love come and go as fast as a bolt of lightning?

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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

#Teaser Tuesday Time Again

It's that day again. Here is a snippet from my current WIP which has the working title of The Billionaire Candidate. It is book 5 in The Sherbrookes of Newport Series and features Trent Sherbrooke, Jake and Sara's cousin. This is the first meeting between Addison and Trent. Please remember that this is UNEDITED snippet, so NO ONE but me has seen this!!!!

Crossing the sidewalk, he pulled out his smartphone when it beeped letting him know he had a text message. Another message from Lindsey. He’d told her he had know idea when he might be back in London again. If all went as he hoped his brother, Gray, would be talking over his position while he focused on his future in politics. Without stopping Trent typed out a message as he walked toward the bakery, the scent of the pasteries and espresso already making his stomach rumbnle and he hadn’t even stepped inside yet.

He hit an object and heard the startled cry of surprise seconds before the hot coffee splahsed across his phone. Message forgotten he looked up and at the living object he’d just run over. “I’m sorry about that. Are you okay?” He knelt down to help the woman retrieve the papers she’d dropped. Several were covered with coffee as was the front of her blouse.

“I’m fine.” The woman stacked the pages together and stood. “I’ll need to reprint these though.” She accepted the pages he held out to her.

Without a second though, Trent reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a case holding his business cards. “Send a copy of your dry cleaning bill to this address.” He held out the card, but she made no move to accpet it.

“Thank you, but that’s not necessary.”

Trent let his hand fall back to his side. “At least let me replace your coffee.”

The woman shook her cup. “There is a little left. I’ll make my usual afternoon stop later and get more.”

Turned down twice in less than three minutes, he didn’t think that had ever happened to him before. He assumed either the woman didn’t recognize him or was one of the few people out there who turned down a freebie when offered. Trent dropped his business card on her stacked papers. “Just in case you change your mind about the dry cleaning.”

This time the woman picked up the card. “I thought you looked familiar, but really don’t worry about it. Accidents happen.” The woman gave him a kind smile and began to turn. “Have a good afternoon.”

Trent stood and watched the woman walk away enjoying the sight of her bare legs sticking out from her skirt as she headed down the sidewalk. For him there was just something about a great pair of legs that drove him up the wall. In his hand his phone beeped letting him know he’d received another message. After typing in a short reply, he stuck the phone in his jacket pocket and headed into the bakery, his orginal destination.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

It's that time of year, the dreaded Tax Season

Recently my husband and I had our taxes done, which got me thinking about money in general. Soon my thoughts turned to what I would do if I had an unlimited supply of funds such as some of those business giants, athletes, super models or characters in some of my books.  Needless to say I was able to generate a list of things I would do in no time.  Here it is in order of importance:

1) My three children would receive the best education in the world.

2) I would open a chain of no-animal shelters for homeless pets. At first I was thinking it would just be in the US, but since I have unlimited funds, I will make it world wide.  All kidding aside I have always wanted to open a no kill animal shelter even if it was so small I was only able to help 5 or ten animals at a time.

3) I would provide financial support to medical research.

4) I would open homeless shelters for vets here in the United States.

5) I'd buy my father in law a red Ferrari.  It is his dream car.

6) I would get a few nips and tucks. Nothing major just a few problems areas.

What about all of you? What would you do?

Friday, March 21, 2014

2 Years and Five Books Late: My 2 Year Anniversary

As I sit here and reflect back it seems impossible that this month marks the 2 year anniversary of my first published book, The Teacher’s Billionaire, which launched my first series The Sherbrookes of Newport.  When the book first came out, I had no idea what to expect.  Would people buy it?  Would people like? Would they want to read the next book in the series?

Two years and four more books later, so much as changed.  Granted, I still wonder if people will like my stories and whether or not they will want to read more, but aside from that my day to day life is quite different.  First and foremost, I no longer view my writing as a hobby or something that I enjoy doing in my free time.  Now, writing is my full time job along with taking care of my children and husband.  For example, in the past I would write after the family went to bed and during Sunday football games. Now I write in the mornings after I drop my youngest children off at preschool and during Sunday football games.  Sorry, football fans I am just not into the sport.  

In addition to changes in the way I view writing, I now find myself interacting with readers on a regular basis.  Not only do I chat with them about my books, but I have also gotten to know many of them as individuals.  I share information about my day to day life with them and they do they same.  Frequently, I ask them for suggestions when it comes to picking a book title or deciding what story to start next.  Over the past two years, many of my readers have become my friends and a few have even asked to meet me in person.

Honestly, I could go on and on about how my life has changed since the release of my very first book.  Instead, I am going to wrap up by saying that it has changed in ways I never imagined.