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Wednesday, March 4, 2015

#NewRelease: Chasing the Other Tisdale by Jessica Jefferson @authorJessicaJ



Jessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it—almost Chicago.  She is heavily inspired by classic sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy.  She invites you to visit her at jessicajefferson.com and read more of her random romance musings.

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Blurb:
She’s the other sister…

Overshadowed by the beauty of her older sister, Lillian is better known as the other Tisdale; unremarkable and unsure how she will ever deliver on the promise of her family's name.

He’s a rake in need of reforming…

Will Colton leads a frivolous existence, embracing notoriety instead of managing his family’s fortune. Determined to forget his financial burden and his father’s growing resentment, he maintains a lifestyle dedicated to pleasure and self-indulgence. When Will is invited to the Tisdale estate for an extended holiday, he never expects to become friends with the forgettable Lillian. But when a family secret comes to light, he must choose between leaving London and protecting the honor of one woman or staying and risking the reputation of another.
Upon his return, Will finds the girl he left behind has come out of the shadows and into her own. Lillian’s finally the center of attention, and not all of it good. With his own reputation in tatters, can a reformed rake lure her out of the hands of London's bachelors and back into his own arms? Can he escape his past and reclaim her heart, or has he lost her forever?


Where to Buy:
Chasing the Other Tisdale, Compromising Miss Tisdale and Taming Miss Tisdale from Soul Mate Publishing, available now onAmazon

Excerpt:
This time, the voice was distinctly female and the name she mentioned sounded familiar.

Lilly leaned forward and hung her head over the branch. The couple in question were directly under her. She recognized the woman as being one of her mother’s guests who’d come for the week-long house party—Mrs. White, a young widow. And Mr. Colton …

Of course, how could she forget? Her brother, Thomas, had brought a few of his friends to participate in the week’s activities, one of them being the rakish Mr. Colton. She’d overheard some of the women gossiping about him before he’d arrived, and when she was introduced …

Well, it was easy to see what all the fuss had been about. He was devastatingly handsome—tall, with an athletic build and shaggy blond hair. And by the way he carried himself, Mr. Colton was well aware of the effect his appearance had on others. Even his clothing was impossibly perfect—not a single crease, spot, or wrinkle marred the fashionable man. She hadn’t seen him since their introduction, so naturally she’d just assumed he was making himself busy with exploration and the like.

And it looked as if her assumption had been correct.

Mr. Colton appeared to be quite busy with his thorough exploration of the ginger-haired woman he was currently groping.

He laughed. “You have no idea how wicked I can be, my peach.”

Lilly grimaced at the use of such a ridiculous term of endearment. Did he really believe women responded positively to being referred to as pieces of fruit? And of all the produce in which to be compared, he had the audacity to choose that one. Peaches were plump, round, squishy, and furry all over. Really, the sentiment made for a much better insult than a compliment.

Despite that, the woman giggled and pawed at his chest. Mr. Colton took the woman into his arms and began kissing her neck, then moved lower.

Lilly jolted back up.

She knew she should have made her presence known and left the two lovers alone to do whatever it was they were doing. It simply wasn’t acceptable for a young lady, any lady really, to be privy to such personal and completely inappropriate conversation … and everything else she was witnessing.

Yet she remained ever so quiet, perched atop the branch, thinking about what it was she was supposed to be doing.

Then she leaned over again to get a better look.

Jessica will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour!

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Tuesday, March 3, 2015

#NewRelease Passing the Torch by @LeslieLSanders

The L.L. stands for Leslie Lee. I write erotic romance and post-apocalyptic/dystopian fiction under Leslie Lee Sanders. 

But horror and thriller fiction is what I grew up on, what inspires me, and what began my pursuit to authorship. I’ve written many short scary stories since the 6th grade. Now they’re much more mature in general, thanks to the wide range of emotion and experience I’ve encountered over the years.

I’m a huge fan of horror and psychological thrillers in every fashion, including movies, books, art, campfire tales, etc. Some of my favorite stories are those that twist at the end or are ambiguous with deep societal or morality themes. This includes dystopias like Hugh Howey’s Wool, psychological thrillers like Shutter Island, and popular and classic horror/romances like V.C. Andrews’s Flowers in the Attic, my favorite.

All my ideas start with a twist, which is exactly how most of my stories end.
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Blurb:
Deep in the Arizona desert live a girl and her dad, burying secrets--and bodies.

Mesa Kingston's first memory of burying a corpse was at eight years old. Back then it had been the carcass of a large lizard her dad found that they buried in the backyard of their isolated cottage. At age fourteen, the body of a young lady accompanied the reptile's remains, and ever since, an accumulation of female bodies began to grow. Now, the only way Mesa can stop the haunting screams of the dead is by drowning them out with flames. Or is there more to the blaze than even she can perceive?

Where to Buy: Amazon

Excerpt:

The wailing sirens grow louder as they approach, making the singed hairs on my arms stand up as anticipation prickles beneath my skin. Strands of my hair blow against my face, tickling my nose and briefly reminding me of the life I was willingly leaving behind. No more fussing over which shampoos and leave-in conditioners were best suited for my hair, no more being embarrassed when the manicurist added the dull-pink nail polish to my nails that unintentionally blends with my natural skin tone, no more ordinary life for an ordinary girl.

But have I ever been an ordinary girl with an ordinary life, or was my urge to be normal greater than my reality? That question was too obvious to answer, and I would've chuckled at the ridiculousness of it at any other time.

Now as I walk farther from the cottage along the narrow trail—worn and barren from the years of traffic—I'm hit with a devastating realization … I can still hear the agonizing screams.

No matter how much or how long I try to shut out the noise, I fail. Nothing helps, not a thought, a memory, not even the smell of burnt wood in the air can distract me from the noise. Each tactic eventually leads me right back to the screams.
 
I grab the wire of the makeshift fence with one hand, the fence my dad had built to separate our property from the rest of the desert. It didn't matter much. Our cottage was the only structure for many miles, built by Grandpa decades ago near a remote lake. Even so, erecting a fence and creating a yard may have been Dad's attempt at being normal too.
 
The author will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour and digital copies of the book to three additional prizes.  

Monday, March 2, 2015

Interview with Arby Corry for Heart-Shaped Stone


Arby Corry has spent the last twenty-five years in the radio business. Performing every job from radio announcer, to program director, to commercial producer to copy writer, Arby gives voice to characters found just on the other end of the request line.  Her debut novel, Heart-Shaped Stone, has received critical acclaim as well as delighting readers with its fresh approach. Arby believes in real characters, with real voices. And while a happy ending is always satisfying, she believes life has other plans. When not on the air or writing her follow-up to Heart-Shaped Stone, Arby enjoys spending time with her husband, children and the great outdoors of the Pacific Northwest.



1. At any given time do you work on only one story at a time and maybe plot out the next one or are there many ideas racing around your head? I wish it weren’t true, but there are many ideas floating in my head, racing, more accurately. However, currently it’s all about the follow-up to Heart-Shaped Stone. This book wants, needs, no, requires, a follow-up and I’ve had many ask me when it’s on its way. Soon.

2. Is there a genre you haven't written in but would like to? Or wish you could write in? Comedy. I think I could likely do this as it’s sort of my background, having worked in the radio business for years and performed morning shows, but it takes great finesse and I really admire those who can do it right. The thing about writing comedy is it’s sort of like comics who perform on stage – either you’re really good at it, or you really shouldn’t have sold everything you own, moved to Hollywood and given up that pretty decent day job.

3. Do you add an element of romantic suspense in your stories? Well, the genre for Heart-Shaped Stone is all about Romantic Suspense. However, it didn’t start off that way. All I knew going in was that it was going to be a love story. I weren’t sure where we were going, or how we were going to get there, but I love a good love story and a complicated one all the more. My story just took the direction it was meant to have, I suppose. Do I think all stories should incorporate Romantic Suspense? No, just the ones I want to read!

4. Say you have unlimited funds: What kind of writing office/cottage would you create for yourself? Half of Heart-Shaped Stone was written (and this truly true) in a beach parking lot, adjacent to a lighthouse where I could watch the comings and goings of a Washington State Ferry. When it would rain, and that would be often, and I’d been in my car a while, I’d have to walk to the park’s restroom. It’d be nice to have one of those houses perched on the hillside right behind me in said beach parking lot - the ones with the plenteous windows overlooking the Sound. Yeah, that would work.

5. If you could turn your novel into a TV show, which novel or series would you do? Where would it be set? Network TV (ABC, NBC, CBS), Cable (AMC, BBC, Lifetime) or Premium Cable (HBO, Showtime, Starz)? As much as it pains me to say, this is truly a Lifetime made for TV movie! I love that network, so why am I knocking it? I think that comes with “falling in love” with your story. I want the best for it and would hate to see it relegated to the Saturday night lineup just before that infomercial for pantyhose. I kid, but it really does fit the network – romance, suspense, intrigue, deception, it has Lifetime written all over it. The only exception, there is quite a steamy love scene in Heart-Shaped Stone and they’d either have to water that down or heavily edit. If not then we’re headed for HBO for sure!

6. Finally, tell us about your latest release! Caila, like most dreamers, just wants to be wanted. Unlike most dreamers, she's wanted by the CIA.

When the last decade of thirty-two year old Caila Domenici’s life disappears, destroyed in a car accident, she is forced to begin again. Defying doctor’s orders to slow-go-it, she sets out to navigate the world on her own. It's not going well. Coddled from birth, everything from a bus schedule to how to boil water confounds her. Worse yet, she's about to accept her meddling mother's offer to pay for food and rent. With just a hunch her talents extend beyond that of daughter of privilege, Caila searches for her past. Before she can find it, it finds her. And the handsome azure-eyed stranger who’s saying he knows her is somehow part of it.

Caila always believed there had to be more, but now, on the verge of discovering the truth, she must decide which is worse – never knowing who she really is, or knowing too much.

Where to Buy:
Barnes and Noble
Excerpt:


Reese was being too nice. Something was up - their deep conversation the night before, the bubble bath, the tea, turning down her bed and now breakfast? Caila wasn’t suspicious by nature, and in most cases trusted more than she should, but where Reese was concerned she dropped all pretenses and questioned his every move. He was much too calculating to not see opportunity in everything he did. Caila recognized that in him right away. Her mind was now churning with theories. Why, if he was up to something, would he be so blatant with this sudden kindness? Did he think she would not notice?

Then she imagined the most unexpected thing.

Maybe he wasn’t up to anything at all. Maybe this was another side to the man she detested right from the start. The invader, the man who came to make her life a living hell and push aside her father may not, after all, be the man she believed him to be. But even that theory was short lived. No, she thought, he has a motive.
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