Friday, August 18, 2017

Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview - Aug 18, 2017


Ever wondered about the personalities behind your favorite books? Victoria Danann's new podcast with Riley J. Ford has an incredible lineup of authors booked through the spring. No question is out of bounds. Check it out!

THIS WEEK'S BEST SELLING AUTHOR...
JENIKA SNOW!

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author that lives in the northwest with her husband and their two daughters. Before she started writing full-time she worked as a nurse.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Blog Tour: The Billionaire's Paradise

Meet the Author:

Victoria Davies’s passion for writing started young. Luckily she had a family who encouraged believing in magic and embracing imagination. From stories quickly scribbled in diaries, her love of storytelling developed. Since then her characters may have evolved and her plots may have grown decidedly more steamy but she never lost her love of the written word. Writing is not only a way to silence the wonderful voices in her head, but it also allows her to share her passions with her readers.
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About the Book:

Avery Clark loves her life. She travels the world doing a job that keeps her so busy she can’t think about how lonely she is or the fact that she hasn’t had day off in two years. This trip to paradise is a chance for her to get some sun and have a Mai Tai or three. That is until she runs into billionaire hotel mogul Hayden Wexton, who is absolutely one hundred percent off limits.
Hayden Wexton is a man who knows what he wants. As soon as he sees Avery, he can’t get her out of his head. He’s determined to show her life can be fun and she can still get her work done. Only, the more time he spends with her, the more she gets under his skin. That was definitely not a part of his plan.
Avery never makes mistakes, but with Hayden, well, hell, he might just be the best mistake she’s ever made.
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Sunday, August 6, 2017

Sunday Post #4: So Much for Knitting

I spent the summer of 2006 learning to drive and learning to knit.
(Not at the same time, of course. 😅 ) 
I recently tried to knit again.
Here are some results:



Post Rewind

🔥 1st = Promo Tour: Sweet and Sassy boxset

🔥 3rd = Promo Boost: Ashes of Pity into Beauty of Purpose 

🔥 4 =  Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview

Moolt Cartoon of the Week



"Heads Up" - posts for the new week

🔥 8th = Blog Tour: The Billionaire's Paradise

🔥 11 =  Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview


Currently Reading
🔥 Take Two (by Traci Hayden) = 11%
🔥 Blind Tribute (by Mari Christy) = 6%


*The Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted by Kimba @  http://caffeinatedbookreviewer.com/the-sunday-post-meme

Friday, August 4, 2017

Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview - Aug 4, 2017


Ever wondered about the personalities behind your favorite books? Victoria Danann's new podcast with Riley J. Ford has an incredible lineup of authors booked through the spring. No question is out of bounds. Check it out!

THIS WEEK'S BEST SELLING AUTHOR...
JILL SANDERS!

Jill Sanders is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Sweet Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense, Western Romance, and Paranormal Romance novels. She continues to lure new readers with her sweet and sexy stories. Her books are available in every English speaking country in digital, print, and audiobook form, and are currently being translated into different languages.

Born as an identical twin into a large family, she was raised in the Pacific Northwest, later relocating to Colorado for college and a successful IT career before discovering her talent as a writer. She now makes her home on the beautiful Emerald Coast in Florida where she enjoys the beach, hiking, swimming, wine-tasting, and of course writing.

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Sunday Post #3: Just a Re-cap 1

This week's Sunday Post is just a re-cap.

Post Rewind

🔥 26th = Blog Tour: Hate to Love Him

🔥 27th = Promo Tour: Secret Santa Series

🔥 28th = Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview


Moolt Cartoon of the Week




"Heads Up" - posts for the new week

🔥 July 31st = Pre-order Blast: Hold 'Em

🔥 August 1st = Promo Tour: Sweet and Sassy boxset

🔥 August 3rd = Promo Boost: Ashes of Pity into Beauty of Purpose 


🔥 August 4th =  Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview

Currently Reading
🔥 Take Two (by Traci Hayden) = 6% done
🔥 Blind Tribute (by Mari Christie) = 2% done

*The Sunday Post is a weekly meme host by Kimba @ 
http://caffeinatedbookreviewer.com/the-sunday-post-meme

Friday, July 28, 2017

Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview - July 28, 2017


Ever wondered about the personalities behind your favorite books? Victoria Danann's new podcast with Riley J. Ford has an incredible lineup of authors booked through the spring. No question is out of bounds. Check it out!

THIS WEEK'S BEST SELLING AUTHOR...
JESSICA HAWKINS!

Jessica Hawkins is an Amazon bestselling author known for her “emotionally gripping” and “off-the-charts hot” romance. Dubbed “queen of angst” by both peers and readers for her smart and provocative work, she’s garnered a cult-like following of fans who love to be torn apart…and put back together.

She writes romance both at home in California and around the world, a coffee shop traveler who bounces from café to café with just a laptop, headphones, and coffee cup. She loves to keep in close touch with her readers, mostly via Facebook, Instagram, and her mailing list.


Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Blog Tour: Hate to Love Him


The Blurb

Brady Davis is as happy as he is charming. Usually. Unless he’s in the same room with the frustratingly gorgeous antidote to his cheer. Mia Kendrick is headstrong and determined. She’s done with men who stand in her way—even if he has arms like Thor and a smile that makes her dizzy. Whenever they’re together, sparks fly—both the bad and good kind.

When Mia returns home to take over management of Kendrick Place, Brady is worried her focus on big business could be the end of his tight-knit home and the family he’s created there. Mia may have the power to change everything, but Brady could have the power to change her mind…if he can get inside her heart



An Excerpt 

The doors slid open and as she stepped forward, she saw the one man she didn’t want to share a small space with: Brady Davis. His full lips tilted up on one side in what he probably considered a sexy smile. His blue eyes danced and those damn butterflies joined in.

“Going up, princess?”

Mia clenched her teeth and stepped forward at the same time Brady took a step out. Because she was looking at him, which always threw her off, especially when he used that ridiculous nickname, she miscalculated and her heel caught in the track of the elevator. Heat flooded her cheeks as the thin heel of her shoe wedged into the groove and she jolted forward. Without meaning to, because she worked very hard to give this irritating man his space, her arms flung out and grabbed at the only solid thing within reach. Unfortunately, that was his chest. His very solid, wide, notably defined chest. Brady bent

his knees, caught her elbows, and grinned. Mia bit down on her tongue to avoid groaning out loud. Of course he would smile over her mishap.

The scent of his cologne invaded her space, and she just knew she’d carry it with her for the day. Great. An all-day reminder of another man who doesn’t see you for who you are. The white cotton T-shirt he wore under his plaid, flannel jacket bunched under her fingers. She’d only curled them into the material for balance. She shifted, dislodging one of her elbows abruptly. Mia figured that now, at age twenty-six, she’d already achieved a lifetime full of mortification when he went to steady her again. Because she’d pulled her arm away, when his hand touched her again, his palm pressed against her side, his thumb brushing near her breast.

Let this be a bad dream. This is not happening.

With his face—particularly his mouth—way too close to hers, Mia closed her eyes and tried to imagine she was somewhere else. Anywhere else. With anyone else. She opened them and saw he was grinning. “Still here, princess,” he said. The hushed timbre of his voice sent goose bumps up her arms. It’s chilly. That’s all. She gritted her teeth as he extended a foot to block the door. Ignoring the heat of his palm pressed so intimately against her, and the embarrassment engulfing the rest of her body, she slipped her foot out of her heel and pulled her arm from his grasp. This was not a man she wanted to show weakness in front of. He already considered her spoiled, despite not knowing her at all.

“I believe I’ve asked you not to call me that,” she said.

Mia looked down at her blouse, checking to see that she was unwrinkled and still presentable and professional. Maybe she shouldn’t be using her clothing as armor, but it would be her first eviction, so she’d take whatever backup she could get.

When she looked up, Brady was frowning. “Worried I sullied your fancy clothes?”

“What? No. I was just making sure I’m still all tucked in,” she said. She kneeled as delicately as she could to remove her heel from the track. Her purse slipped into her path and she pushed it behind her. At least she’d chosen one that went across her chest, or it would be on the floor.

“Wouldn’t want to be seen untucked,” he said, his voice now stiff.


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About the Author

Jody Holford is a multi-published author who has a soft spot for happily ever after. So much so, she tattooed the words on her arm. She’s a mom and a wife, a friend, sister, daughter, teacher, and book-lover. Her stories have a little heat and a lot of heart. And maybe, some swoon-worthy moments that will make you smile. 



Author’s Website: www.jodyholford.weebly.com




Sunday, July 23, 2017

Sunday Post #2: Name Change?

I had wanted this blog to be about more than books. I chose to use "Sea" in the title for two reasons. The first was that it simply was a middle/high school nickname. The second one was that I didn't was another nickname that I wanted to use to be mispronounced. I used "Fire" in the title because I just liked the sound of it.

After searching "sea's fire", I saw that it wasn't as unique as I would have liked.

So I am thinking about changing the blog title.

1. MI Fire

2. The Touk and The Mitten

3. The Sea View

*Please pick your favorite out these possible titles*

Posts Rewind

🔥 19th = Blog Tour: Her Cowboy's Promise

🔥 20th = Cover Reveal: Within Six Months

🔥 21st = Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview

🔥 22nd = Release Tour: The Jade Emperor

           Moolt Cartoon of the Week



"Heads Up" - posts for next week

🔥 26th = Blog Tour: Hate to Love Him

🔥 27th = Promo Tour: Secret Santa Series

🔥 28th = Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview

Currently Reading: "Take Two" (by Traci Hayden)

TBR: "Blind Tribute" (by Mari Christie) = added to my goodreads "to-read" shelf

* The Sunday Post is a weekly memehosted by Kimba @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer. *

http://caffeinatedbookreviewer.com/the-sunday-post-meme


Friday, July 21, 2017

Romance Between the Pages' Weekly Podcast Interview - July 21, 2017

Ever wondered about the personalities behind your favorite books? Victoria Danann's new podcast with Riley J. Ford has an incredible lineup of authors booked through the spring. No question is out of bounds. Check it out!

THIS WEEK'S BEST SELLING AUTHOR...
SHANNON MAYER!

A long time ago, in a galaxy far away, I was born into a family of Star Wars nuts. I have a lot of siblings (somewhere I lost count but I think there was more than could be numbered on one hand) and being one of the young padawans I was subjected to Star Wars marathons, on a regular basis. If you’ve read any of my books you’ll see there is often a reference to said movies as a small homage to my upbringing. May the force be with you and all that jazz.

I started writing when I realized I didn’t want to grow up not believing in magic, or not believing in creatures everyone else said didn’t exist. That being said, I have never seen a fairy, unicorn or dragon. I had a neighbour who swore they fed the leprechauns in their garden, but I never caught the little buggers no matter how long I lay in wait. (And consequently had to help the neighbours plant new flowers to replace those I killed waiting for the leprechauns to show their faces.)

Along the way, I found my husband who is the rock that keeps me from floating away into my dreams, and we have a little boy who is the centre of our world. Living on a farm keeps us busy (as if the writing wasn’t enough) and I have more than my share of stories about wrestling with cows, helping birth calves and ending up in the creek during the process, falling in the mud (we’ll call it mud but we all know that on a farm, mud is rarely mud) and chasing escaped livestock in the hopes the four legged convicts don’t make it to the highway.

I’ve taken up archery, and the goal is to move into horseback archery in time (you know, when I can hit the target on a consistent basis) and when no one is looking, I love to bake (this doesn’t happen often as it’s hard to keep the sweet treats in stock with two boys in the house.)

As to what’s coming next for me? More stories (since those never stop inside my head, I might as well share them with all of you!) and more adventures. Pretty much, when the fancy strikes, I’ll jump on it. Leap before you look I’m sure that motto was created for me.

Or was that . . . think big and dream bigger, ready, set, pull the trigger . . . yeah. That one is a good one too. But only if you have a gun. And are hunting elephants. Which is not cool because of so many reasons. Let’s stick with the first one with an addendum.

Leap before you look and let your dreams carry you on their wings. And that, my friends, is me in a nutshell.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Cover Reveal: Within Six Months





Title: Within Six Months (A Wild Roses Novel) 
Author: Cleo Scornavacca 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: TBC 
Cover Designer: Stephanie Hobbs at Steph's Cover Design 
Photographer: Michael Reh at Michael Reh Photography 



Time…escaping his past, struggling with the present, looking towards his future. Time… a gift, precious, fleeting, ever-changing, moving quickly…too quickly, especially for a man searching for the woman of his dreams. That’s exactly how photographer Tommy Conte decided he would begin his new life. He left everything he knew behind in search of something special…someone special. His plan was clear. He would move to the beach, renovate an old shore house and find the woman that he would ultimately marry…all within six months. Was he delusional? Perhaps…yet after everything that had gone on in his life the last few years, he had to take that chance. Then… as luck would have it, he met Jade Stanton, his new neighbor. Tommy was immediately drawn to her. He wanted and needed to know more. Perfect right? Wrong… There was one small problem. Jade wasn’t looking for a long-term relationship like Tommy was. She was done…over it. She swore off anything serious with any man that came her way…until she was backed into a corner and Tommy came to her rescue. He pretended to be her boyfriend…for just one evening. It was simple, no strings attached. It was only one night, or so she thought. Due to circumstances beyond her control, Jade needed Tommy to play his part for a little while longer. She didn’t think it would be a problem. Tommy was fine with it and they both knew it was all just an act. Yet, Jade came to realize the more she pretended, the more she couldn’t deny that she was falling for him. Although she didn’t want Tommy to find out, Tommy knew better; he felt it too. Tommy realized that the girl he had dreamed of was right there in front of him; and the life he wanted to share with her was finally within his grasp. He decided he couldn't let her slip away. He wouldn't leave it up to fate. He had to try, but Tommy also knew it wouldn’t be easy. Actually, it would be the hardest thing he ever had to do…prove to Jade that she could trust him enough to love him, as much as he loved her.
 


 

  

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In 2012, Cleo began writing Miss Taken, her debut novel and book one in the Miss Taken Identity Series. Identity, book two, was published in 2014 and The Ties That Bind followed in 2016, which completed the series. Cleo is currently working on several other titles that include Within Six Months, one of four standalones in her new Wild Roses Series, featuring the secondary characters from Miss Taken Identity and also new set of stories that will combined adult romance with a haunting twist, yet to be titled. Cleo was honored to be a part of This Beautiful Escape, Volume One, featuring a personal short story; Small Gestures. All of the proceeds to This Beautiful Escape go to the fund for Ataxia Awareness. She's the Senior Columnist at Lust Bites Magazine, combining her work as a writer with her career as Make-up, Aesthetician and Nutritionist. Cleo is a proud member of Romance Writers of America (RWA) and the New Jersey Romance Writers (NJRW) organizations. When she isn’t writing, she’s spending time with her family, friends and her Dobie, Brayden. Cleo enjoys reading all types romance, books on Italy, listening to 80's metal bands, watching movies from Hollywood's Golden Age and of course, squishing her feet in the sand down at the Jersey Shore every chances she gets.
 



Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Forcing a smile to her lips, she accepted the kind gesture. One completely at odds with how she expected them to be going forward. “Thank you. I do like tea. But…” “But?” Slumping onto the stool beside her easel, Emily took a sip, eyeing Adam over the plastic lid. “Adam, I thought it might be obvious last night. I don’t—can’t—do relationships.” “Seems to me there’s a big difference between don’t and can’t. Which is it?” He moved closer, his scent, something she noticed last night, invading the air between them. A mixture of sawdust and ranch combined with that special something you only got from working outdoors in a place like Wyoming. It was elemental, woodsy, almost overpowering, but in a way you wanted to be overpowered. Maybe that was part of what was bothering her. This was the man who had looked at her their first meeting and seen past the shell she showed Fly Creek. Then, last night, he’d seemed to understand her so well. As if he’d known her before. As if they had some connection that until she’d reached out to him, hadn’t existed. And that made giving him an answer impossible. Adam chuckled and leaned against the counter. “Emily, me bringing you tea doesn’t constitute a relationship.” He batted his hat against his thigh. “I had a nice time last night and would like to get to know you better.” He deployed the dimples. “I believe the term we’re looking for might be friendship. You know, between one change seeker and another.” She sputtered, tea spraying forward, narrowly missing his boots. “You want to be friends?” Adam clenched his jaw and nodded. “And you think after last night that’s possible?” “I think lots of things are possible. But, yes, I think after last night”—he nudged her—“it’s imperative.” She shook her head and placed the tea on the counter, ignoring her body’s hoots and hollers over the simple contact. God, this was snowballing. “Friends?” Man, that sounded foreign. She didn’t have friends. At least not for the past three years. She used to relish the whole thought of barbeques and parties and bonfires complete with a huge circle of people she cherished. Those people still existed, but she didn’t. At least not the Emily they used to know. Could she remember how to be a friend or something that might resemble it? A true friend would be emotionally invested and even the thought of liking someone enough to care had her wrapping her arms around her stomach to quell the wave of fear and hurt that rolled through her. “Are you okay?” Two strong hands gripped her shoulders and Emily looked up into eyes full of concern and curiosity. God, this wasn’t right. That connection again. He knew. He recognized something in her. It felt good to have someone care. She knew her family did, but their concern flowed from pity. Adam’s was something different, wasn’t it? He couldn’t have pity. He didn’t know. Forcing a smile to her lips, she accepted the kind gesture. One completely at odds with how she expected them to be going forward. “Thank you. I do like tea. But…” “But?” Slumping onto the stool beside her easel, Emily took a sip, eyeing Adam over the plastic lid. “Adam, I thought it might be obvious last night. I don’t—can’t—do relationships.” “Seems to me there’s a big difference between don’t and can’t. Which is it?” He moved closer, his scent, something she noticed last night, invading the air between them. A mixture of sawdust and ranch combined with that special something you only got from working outdoors in a place like Wyoming. It was elemental, woodsy, almost overpowering, but in a way you wanted to be overpowered. Maybe that was part of what was bothering her. This was the man who had looked at her their first meeting and seen past the shell she showed Fly Creek. Then, last night, he’d seemed to understand her so well. As if he’d known her before. As if they had some connection that until she’d reached out to him, hadn’t existed. And that made giving him an answer impossible. Adam chuckled and leaned against the counter. “Emily, me bringing you tea doesn’t constitute a relationship.” He batted his hat against his thigh. “I had a nice time last night and would like to get to know you better.” He deployed the dimples. “I believe the term we’re looking for might be friendship. You know, between one change seeker and another.” She sputtered, tea spraying forward, narrowly missing his boots. “You want to be friends?” Adam clenched his jaw and nodded. “And you think after last night that’s possible?” “I think lots of things are possible. But, yes, I think after last night”—he nudged her—“it’s imperative.” She shook her head and placed the tea on the counter, ignoring her body’s hoots and hollers over the simple contact. God, this was snowballing. “Friends?” Man, that sounded foreign. She didn’t have friends. At least not for the past three years. She used to relish the whole thought of barbeques and parties and bonfires complete with a huge circle of people she cherished. Those people still existed, but she didn’t. At least not the Emily they used to know. Could she remember how to be a friend or something that might resemble it? A true friend would be emotionally invested and even the thought of liking someone enough to care had her wrapping her arms around her stomach to quell the wave of fear and hurt that rolled through her. “Are you okay?” Two strong hands gripped her shoulders and Emily looked up into eyes full of concern and curiosity. God, this wasn’t right. That connection again. He knew. He recognized something in her. It felt good to have someone care. She knew her family did, but their concern flowed from pity. Adam’s was something different, wasn’t it? He couldn’t have pity. He didn’t know. Forcing a smile to her lips, she accepted the kind gesture. One completely at odds with how she expected them to be going forward. “Thank you. I do like tea. But…” “But?” Slumping onto the stool beside her easel, Emily took a sip, eyeing Adam over the plastic lid. “Adam, I thought it might be obvious last night. I don’t—can’t—do relationships.” “Seems to me there’s a big difference between don’t and can’t. Which is it?” He moved closer, his scent, something she noticed last night, invading the air between them. A mixture of sawdust and ranch combined with that special something you only got from working outdoors in a place like Wyoming. It was elemental, woodsy, almost overpowering, but in a way you wanted to be overpowered. Maybe that was part of what was bothering her. This was the man who had looked at her their first meeting and seen past the shell she showed Fly Creek. Then, last night, he’d seemed to understand her so well. As if he’d known her before. As if they had some connection that until she’d reached out to him, hadn’t existed. And that made giving him an answer impossible. Adam chuckled and leaned against the counter. “Emily, me bringing you tea doesn’t constitute a relationship.” He batted his hat against his thigh. “I had a nice time last night and would like to get to know you better.” He deployed the dimples. “I believe the term we’re looking for might be friendship. You know, between one change seeker and another.” She sputtered, tea spraying forward, narrowly missing his boots. “You want to be friends?” Adam clenched his jaw and nodded. “And you think after last night that’s possible?” “I think lots of things are possible. But, yes, I think after last night”—he nudged her—“it’s imperative.” She shook her head and placed the tea on the counter, ignoring her body’s hoots and hollers over the simple contact. God, this was snowballing. “Friends?” Man, that sounded foreign. She didn’t have friends. At least not for the past three years. She used to relish the whole thought of barbeques and parties and bonfires complete with a huge circle of people she cherished. Those people still existed, but she didn’t. At least not the Emily they used to know. Could she remember how to be a friend or something that might resemble it? A true friend would be emotionally invested and even the thought of liking someone enough to care had her wrapping her arms around her stomach to quell the wave of fear and hurt that rolled through her. “Are you okay?” Two strong hands gripped her shoulders and Emily looked up into eyes full of concern and curiosity. God, this wasn’t right. That connection again. He knew. He recognized something in her. It felt good to have someone care. She knew her family did, but their concern flowed from pity. Adam’s was something different, wasn’t it? He couldn’t have pity. He didn’t know.

Meet the Author:


Jennifer lives in a small town in Pennsylvania with her husband and two daughters. When not writing, she can usually be found elbow deep in flour or inhaling chlorine as she cheers her daughter on at a swim meet. She loves musicals, caramel and roller coasters, and lists Machu Picchu at the top of her bucket list. She is a member of RWA and is the President of her local chapter, Central Pennsylvania Romance Writers. Find out more about Jennifer and sign up for her newsletter at www.jenniferhoopes.com

Connect: Site | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

About the Book:


Three years ago, artist Emily White’s grief and survivor’s guilt sent her to the small Wyoming town of Fly Creek. Since then, she’s kept her emotions safely tucked away—until she meets the new rancher at Sky Lake Dude Ranch. Stetson in hand, the gorgeous cowboy’s arrival in her store immediately shakes up her world.

Adam Conley is only in Fly Creek for as long as it takes to fulfill his promise to his late cousin. The small town brings up too many memories of the life he left behind years ago. He knows his task won’t be easy, but the last thing he expects is the instant attraction to the reason he’s in town. Emily is beautiful, vibrant, and completely off-limits. He’s there to keep his promise—not fall in love.

But Adam’s secret will crumble everything Emily’s life has revolved around.

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