Super Release Day: J. Hughey!

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VQ_0098_JHughey_Eruption_lowres_finalThe Yellowblown™ Eruption Begins Today – New Release!

Hughey chose the release date of her new New Adult contemporary romance to correspond with the date of the eruption of the Yellowstone volcano in her story, an event that will turn her lead character’s world on its head as the series progresses. The first book, Eruption, gives a glimpse of Violet Perch’s college life and the unavoidable changes she endures when things get seriously messed up for the North American continent. If you didn’t know North America is a continent, you’ll learn a few more geeky facts while enjoying Violet’s story. Plus, keep reading to get a chance to win some swag!

 

Eruption will be on sale for 99 cents for a short time!

Blurb:

I’m in the middle of the perfect college semester, hundreds of miles from Mom, with an awesome roomie and my freshman crush finally becoming a sophomore reality—Hotness! I’m figuring out calculus, I’ve got both hands on the handlebars and the wind of freedom in my hair. What on earth could slow my roll?

 

How about if the Yellowstone volcano erupts for the first time in 630,000 years, spewing a continuous load of ash (crap) all over North America? Think that’ll put a kink in my bicycle chain?

 

Make that kinks, plural, because here’s a scientific fact I’ll bet you didn’t know. Nothing ruins the perfect semester like a super caldera. Now that I’ve made you smarter today, maybe you can tell me how to keep my life cruising in the right direction—no to Mom, yes to roomie, double yes to Hotness!—during a global disaster?

 

My lame name is Violet and, in the interest of full disclosure, I’m not hanging from the side of a cinder cone on the last page of this trauma, but there’s definitely more to come. Unless, of course, humans become extinct and then there’s not. Duh.

 

Eruption is on sale for 99 cents. It’ll jump up to $2.99 soon so grab your copy now! http://www.amazon.com/Eruption-YellowblownTM-Book-J-Hughey-ebook/dp/B00MRHAIRO

 

Enjoy an excerpt from the day the eruption starts:

“You’re starting to freak me out,” I said. Boone looked like he was going to tell me someone had died, but he didn’t know anyone in my family, and surely the Dean of Students would not give him the responsibility of passing on bad news after three weeks of talking.

“Sorry,” he said. “I can’t decide if I’m freaked out or not.” He took a deep breath. “Yellowstone is erupting.”

I stared at him, not a flicker of comprehension illuminating my dim-bulb mind. Nothing. “Yellowstone? The place with the, umm, geysers?” Obviously I’d heard of Yellowstone, never been there, not sure I could place it on a map in the murky part of the U.S. between where I lived and Hollywood.

“Yeah. Yellowstone sits over a hotspot that’s been around for millions of years.”

“Instead of steaming it’s now erupting? As in lava erupting?” We’d covered igneous rocks in a very general way already so I knew hot liquefied rock below the ground was called magma and, when it erupted, became lava.

“Dr. Potter says nobody knows what it’s doing. It blew this morning. I mean explosively blew. All the local sensors went offline. Satellite pictures show a big brown cloud of dust. Like two hundred miles across.”

Boone’s voice shook a fraction. I put my hand on his forearm. He sat back so he could hold it in his.

I asked, “Do you have friends out there, or family?”

“Not close. Dr. Potter knows I’m from Nebraska. He asked me where—made me point to it on a map. He said my family might want to stockpile supplies, or better yet, leave.” He paused, prompting me to scoot to the edge of my seat. “My house is nine hundred miles away from Yellowstone, Violet.”

“Are you serious?”

“He says if it does anything close to what it’s done in the past, thirty percent of the U.S. is pretty well screwed.”

I rifled through my bag to find my tablet. “Show me,” I said. “I need to see a map or something.”

“C’mon,” he said. He took me to Dr. Potter’s office. The professor ignored us. He jabbed his finger at his cell phone to enter a text message. The screen of his laptop glowed with a cascade of open program windows, and his iPad bonged with an incoming email tone. His finger did not pause when Boone led me to an ancient roller-shade map of the US.

“Yellowstone is here. Dr. Potter drew this red circle this morning.”

That’s not coming off any time soon, I thought as I studied the thick line of scarlet Sharpie.

“The last eruption basically obliterated everything within this oval.”

“When?”

“Six hundred thirty thousand years ago,” Dr. Potter muttered. His trendy rectangular glasses sat askew on his nose. He swept his hand toward his laptop’s screen in a disgusted now-look-what-you’ve done gesture. I circled around his desk to see images more current than the one offered by the cartographic fossil on the wall.

A dark mess of chocolate pudding plopped in the midst of the whipped topping clouds of a satellite loop. The mass burgeoned over the northwestern U.S., dry pudding mix edges caught and swept east by the prevailing winds.

Anyone with a grandpa who blares Weather Watcher on the TV all day knows weather moves east.

Apparently, crap shot into the air by Yellowstone moves east, too.

 

 

Go get it while it’s 99 cents! http://www.amazon.com/Eruption-YellowblownTM-Book-J-Hughey-ebook/dp/B00MRHAIRO

 

JillAuthorNewAbout The Author

Hughey knows what a girl wants. Independence. One or two no-matter-what-happens friends.A smokin’ hot romance.A basic understanding of geological concepts. Huh? Okay, maybe not every girl is into geology, but J. Hughey is, and in the Yellowblown™ series she combines her passion for a timeless love story with her interest in geeky stuff to help Violet Perch get a life, despite an ongoing global catastrophe.

Hughey also writes historical romance as Jill Hughey.

 

SwagIf you want a chance to win some Eruption swag—your choice of a necklace, bracelet or bookmark with cover and series charms, sign up for J. Hughey’s newsletter before September 27. http://www.jillhughey.com/contact

 

 

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Books: Lexi Post!

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CruiseIntoEdenWould You Cruise Nude?

I guess the first question I should ask is would you cruise, or do you cruise? I have been on five cruises and will be taking another this month. I have to say of the five I’ve taken, the Alaskan cruise has been my favorite to date. But this month I take my dream cruise. No, not nude. My dream cruise is two weeks in the Mediterranean. I’ve wanted to take this one since 6th grade and can’t wait! It very well may be my new favorite cruise.

So why do I ask about a nude cruise? Well, my heroine in Cruise into Eden is coerced into taking a “clothing optional” cruise with a friend. She has no intention of taking off her clothes; however, once she’s on board, she feels uncomfortable having her clothes on. Can you imagine?

Then to make it more interesting, she meets two nude hunks that would like her to take her clothes off, not just in their stateroom, but everywhere, by the pool, on the deck, at the bar, even on the beach! These men are from the planet Eden where wearing clothes is considered an insult.

If you fell in love with someone who preferred to be nude all the time, would you do it too? Say he lived in Cap d’Adge, the Naked City in the south of France, could you move there and be naked? All the time?

For a chance to win an ecopy of Cruise into Eden,be sure to comment and let me know if you could cruise nude. Winner will be randomly picked on September 20th.

Always, Lexi

http://www.lexipostbooks.com

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CIEBlurb:

After eleven years of forced abstinence, television Sci-fi employee and IT geek Erin Danielson, boards a nude cruise in the hopes of finally getting lucky. It seems her luck has changed when two handsome men with ripped bodies, enticing accents, and hearts of gold invite her into their stateroom. But if this erotic ménage seems too good to be true, then…

 

Nassic Wild and Wareson Night hail from the planet Eden, where women are scarce, and their mission is simple—meet the woman they’ve been waiting for for the last eleven years, bond with her and take her home. At first all goes according to plan as they pleasure her with their bodies and their special abilities. But when their best intentions lead to the worst results they lose her, along with their hearts.

 

Now they must find a way to woo her back or return to Eden with no hope for the future.

 

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Excerpt:

She glanced at Ware, who now sat on the lounge chair next to her rubbing lotion on his bulging biceps. Above those massive muscles on his right shoulder was what looked like natural beauty marks, but they were in an odd shape, two dots in a row above three dots in a row. Despite the fact the man was as dark as someone from Greece, they stood out clearly. How odd.

She stared as Ware protected his skin, all of his skin. The man had no tan lines. He was a bit bigger than Nase, and broader, but not by much. He still hadn’t said anything, and she suddenly wanted to hear his voice. “Have you taken a nude cruise before?”

He stilled mid-rub and looked at her. His gaze was intense and now that he was next to her, she could see his eyes were a forest green. Absolutely breathtaking, though it could have been her anticipation of his voice that had her holding her breath.

“No. This is our first one.”

The deepness of his tone wrapped around her like a cocoon that she never wanted to leave. His accent was heavier, but from where? The tension she felt around Nase disappeared with Ware, which left her clearheaded enough to remember the two men were a couple and she had no right to ogle them. “This is my first one, too. Though I’m not sure I will ever get into the ‘nude’ part.” She forced herself to stop staring at Ware’s perfect male body. She closed her eyes and lay back on her lounge.

“Why?”

The dark, sensuous voice slid over her skin again, and she could feel him looking at her. No, not looking, exploring her with his sight. She opened her eyes and watched him. Every place he viewed suddenly became sensitized, as if he had lightly run his fingers along her body. She swore she could feel his gaze as it traveled across her stomach, up her ribs, over her breasts, along her neck, and through her hair until she found his eyes riveted on hers. “Why?”

“Yes. Why would you not allow your body to enjoy the sun fully?”

She pushed her hair behind her ear. “I…I—It’s hard to explain.”

He cocked his head and stared intently at her.

Obviously her answer had not satisfied him. “I’m guessing you are not American. In my country, we wear clothes all the time. It’s what we’re used to. I know there are a few countries that are more open about nakedness, but I’m not from those.”

“I believe many of the people on this ship are from America.”

Erin was too focused on the extra emphasis he left on the final letter “a” in “America” to at first grasp his point. When she did, she flushed. “True, but I never knew they existed. This is all very new to me. I just learned last night why there are piles of towels in the main areas of the boat. I guess everyone is supposed to use them to sit on if they are nude. I’m sure I’ll learn a lot more about this by the end of the week.”

As if her answer had pleased him, he went back to rubbing lotion on his dark body. She couldn’t help but watch as he finished covering his hard stomach, but as his hand dipped between his legs, she closed her eyes tight.

Books: Annette Mardis!

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photoWhat genre do your books fall into or is it a genre blended? Contemporary romance. I do my best to make my stories intelligent, authentic, and sexy, filled with humor and “ah” moments. I hope my characters are people you’d want to know if they were real and who you look forward to getting reacquainted with in subsequent novels in a series.

What inspires you to write? I decided in junior high school that I wanted to be a writer—a newspaper writer. I’ve spent more than thirty years doing that type of work, as a reporter and editor, and have been writing fiction for a comparatively short time. My first book, the woman’s fiction e-novella Getting Her Money’s Worth (2013), was inspired by a close friend who suffered through four cancer-related illnesses before dying in 2012 after a failed bone marrow transplant. Then, after a brief time working at an elementary school, I wrote a middle-grades novel, Planet Hairnet, that has yet to be published. Now, I’m concentrating on my Gulf Shore contemporary romance series set in a west-central Florida beach town and the local aquarium. I’m a lifelong resident of the Tampa Bay area, and I volunteer at Clearwater Marine Aquarium, home of movie star dolphins Winter and Hope from the Dolphin Tale films. I love animals, so they play prominent roles in my stories. See a pattern here? While my books most definitely are fiction, I write about subjects I’m familiar with and that interest me. I enjoying riding on the back of my husband’s Harley-Davidson, so look for a biker as a main character in a future novel.

Do you listen to music or set the mood somehow to get writing? I subscribe to the “just do it” school of writing. I can procrastinate with the best of them, but when it’s time to get busy, I do. For journalists, deadline pressure is a near-constant companion, so you don’t have time to get in the mood. You have to produce and perform whether you feel like it or not. I tend to work out plot details in my head while lying in bed at night. While this can lead to lost sleep, it usually works for me. I’m a “pantser,” writing by the seat of my pants and not from a pre-determined plot outline. I generally know in general where I’m going when I start a book, but I don’t know all the details. Sometimes I have no clue what I’m going to write on a given day until I sit down, fire up my laptop, and put my fingers on the keys.

Do you come up with the plot or characters first? I don’t look at them as mutually exclusive. They pretty much develop in tandem. Part of writing a series is juggling a lot of characters and advancing storylines from book to book. For instance, I introduced Nauti-Toys watercraft rentals co-owner Cosby Williams in a cameo role in The Shore Thing, Gulf Shore Book 1, and made him the leading man in Shore Feels Right, Gulf Shore Book 2. His leading lady, marine biologist Monica Sims, was the antagonist in Book 1. Animal activist Tara Langley, who appears at the start of a secondary plot development in Book 2, is a primary character in Book 3, tentatively titled Shore to Please. And her love interest is head dolphin trainer Paul “Flipper” O’Riley, a major player in the first two books.

Do you have a favorite book you’ve read? Two of my all-time favorite novels are To Kill a Mockingbird and Catcher in the Rye, both of which I read at least twenty-five years ago. But they’ve obviously stayed with me, because I still think of them first whenever I’m asked that question. I have a lot of other favorites, though, and I keep adding to the list the more I read. Romances, especially contemporaries, usually are my first choice, but I read all sorts of books, fiction and nonfiction, as well as magazines and other written material.

theshorethingDo you have a favorite book you’ve written? Getting Her Money’s Worth always will be near and dear to my heart because it was my first and I put so much of myself into it. I self-published it as an e-book, which was a ton of work and taught me so much about how the book business works. The Shore Thing, released September 1 by Liquid Silver Books, is special to me, too, because it’s my first full-length novel. As much as I love that story, I’m even prouder of Shore Feels Right. And I’m expecting Shore to Please to be even better. Maybe by the time I’m eighty I’ll finally figure out what I’m doing. :)

Who would you consider an influence on your writing? I don’t try to write like anyone else because every writer has to find his/her own style. I’m in no way comparing myself to Susan Mallery, Jill Shalvis, Kristan Higgins or any other best-selling authors, but the tone of my books probably is similar to theirs. They’re among my favorite authors, so it makes sense that I’ve learned by osmosis just from reading their books. I also credit Catherine Anderson with helping me fall in love with reading again. I read a lot as a child and then slacked off after I started working as a journalist. I spent so much time writing and reading during my workday that for a while it became the last thing I wanted to do when I wasn’t at work. But then at least ten years ago, I discovered Catherine Anderson’s romance novels and have been a voracious reader ever since. Reading is absolutely vital for any writer.

Tell me something quirky about yourself. When I was a kid, I used to do a little trick on a diving board that drove my brother nuts. I could jump off the board and keep my head from going under when I hit the water. I was quite skinny back then and didn’t weigh much, and I’d kick rapidly as soon as my legs hit the water. No matter how many times he tried, my brother couldn’t manage to duplicate my minor feat. We always stayed in motels with pools when we went on vacation (we didn’t have a pool at our house and loved to swim) so I always seemed to be doing my trick in front of other people. Sometimes just about every boy and girl in the pool would be trying to duplicate it, usually without success. I’ve gained weight and lost muscle tone over the years, and I couldn’t keep my head from going under the last time I tried to do the trick more than a year ago.

What do you aim to make people feel when they read your books? I want them to get so involved in the plot that they stay up way too late reading at night. I want them to become so enamored of the characters that they’re disappointed when the book ends. And I want them to feel what my characters are feeling: the thrill of falling in love; the satisfaction of finding their place in life; the joy of spending time with good friends, loyal pets, and cherished family members.

What’s next for you? I’m looking forward to the release of Shore Feels Right on November 3 while I continue to promote my previous books, connect with readers, and work on future novels. At some point, I’d also like to make Planet Hairnet available to readers.

Do you sing in the shower? No. Usually I sing in the car.

Website: www.AnnetteMardis.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/AuthorAnnetteMardis

Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/annettemardis/the-shore-thing/ and www.pinterest.com/annettemardis/getting-her-moneys-worth/

Twitter: @AnnetteMardis48

 

BIO:

As a girl, Annette dreamed of being an astronaut, but she stank at science and math and became motion sick riding the bus home from school. So she went with her second choice—newspaper journalist—and stuck with it for more than three decades. After years of ignoring people who said, “You should write a book,” she finally did. And then she wrote a few more. When she’s not working, Annette usually has her nose in someone else’s novel or her eyes glued to sports on TV. She has three totally spoiled pets, enjoys being the designated sightseer on her husband’s Harley, and volunteers at Clearwater Marine Aquarium, home of diva dolphins Winter and Hope from the Dolphin Tale films.

Books: Christy Effinger!

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perf5.000x8.000.inddSay Nothing of What You See by Christy Effinger

Published by The Wild Rose Press

Released August 29, 2014

Genre: Paranormal New Adult

Length: Novel

Blurb:

When her aunt steps off a grain elevator into the emptiness of a prairie evening, Mira Piper loses her one protector. Chloe, her flighty mother, impulsively drags her daughter to Bramblewood, an isolated spiritualist retreat in northern Michigan, run by the enigmatic Dr. Virgil Simon.

Chloe plans to train as a medium but it’s Mira who discovers she can communicate with the dead. When her mother abandons her, Mira discovers a darker aspect to Bramblewood: the seemingly kind doctor has a sinister side and a strange control over his students.

Then one winter’s day Troy Farrington arrives, to fulfill his mother’s dying wish and deliver her letter to the doctor. But calamity strikes and he finds himself a captive, tended by a sympathetic Mira. Haunted by her dead aunt and desperate to escape Bramblewood, Mira makes a devil’s deal with Dr. Simon. But fulfillment comes with a steep cost…betrayal.

Excerpt:

“You are absolutely stunning, Mira.”

I stole another glance in the mirror. The material was a rich, shimmery gold that fell from my shoulders in folds of liquid light. It looked like something a Greek goddess might wear. Oh, how I wished the girls from Amberville High School could see me in this dress!

“When you came here,” said Dr. Simon, “I had a vision of you like this. I looked at the girl before me, but I saw the woman you are now.”

“Thank you,” I murmured, gesturing toward the piles of clothes on my bed. “You’ve been so generous. I know you’ve spent a good deal of money on me—”

“Money means nothing,” he interrupted abruptly. “I have more than I could ever spend, more than I know what to do with. Don’t consider the cost.”

His tone was brusque, and I wondered if I had offended him.

But the next moment Dr. Simon smiled. “I think of you as my charity case. You were like a doll thrown out in the garbage. I simply rescued you from the trash, cleaned you up, and dressed you in something decent. But the beauty was present all along.” He touched my cheek. “Here.” Then he touched my forehead. “Here.” Then he touched my chest. “And here.”

I knew he was referring to my heart, but even so, his hand on my chest made my face warm with discomfort.

“You blush so easily,” he laughed. “You’ll never be able hide anything, Mira, with such a transparent face.”

“That’s all right,” I said, taking a small step back. “I don’t have anything to hide.”
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Effinger_Photo.235115936_stdAuthor Bio:

Christy Effinger’s poetry, fiction, and essays have appeared in various print and online publications. She lives near Indianapolis. Her website is http://www.christyeffinger.com.

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Books: Kristina Knight!

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HARLEQUINe_0914_9781460339565_StartMeUp2Start Me Up, book two of The Rockers trilogy, part of the Harlequin E Contemporary Box Set: Volume 2

When Hollywood hunk Chase MacIntyre proposes a faux relationship, disgraced L.A. matchmaker Nina Wright can’t refuse…until some serious sexiness makes “on paper” happen between the sheets!

 

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Matchmaker Nina Wright might work in LA but she keeps Hollywood types off her client list. She doesn’t need their drama and she doesn’t like the way so many of them exchange lovers like last year’s accessories. But she needs one happy, high-profile client to get her business off the tabloid pages and back on solid ground.

Hollywood hottie Chase MacIntyre wants the gossip surrounding his lastest fling to stop and he knows exactly how to do it: show up on his next red carpet with a new woman and once he meets Nina Wright he knows she is the woman to stop the presses.

The problem? Once they’re under cover, this business-only agreement is definitely too hot to handle…

 

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Excerpt:

She sat back, crossing her arms over her chest. “You can’t be serious.”

His posture was the exact opposite of hers. Everything about him was opposite. Where she wore a pretty Stella McCartney blouse and prim pencil skirt, he wore ripped jeans and a tight black tee. Her strappy Manolos hadn’t a single scratch. His Dr. Martens had to be from 1999 and looked like they’d cleaned up after one too many groupies in the green room.

You’re in control here, Nina. You’re the professional. He’s the client. Shoo him away like the ass he really is.

Oh, but what a fine ass he has, the part of her brain she was definitely not listening to today said.

“I assure you I’m serious. I need a non-clingy, well-proportioned date for a gala fundraiser in two days and I’d prefer she have no illusions as to what this is about.” He sat forward in his chair and Nina was sure she saw his abs ripple. She caught her breath and then forced her gaze from the spectacle and back to those blue-blue eyes. And promptly forgot to breathe again. “The money raised will keep music programs in at least fifteen local schools. To keep the cash coming I need the headlines to be about the event, not my social life.”

“Then you should go alone.”

“Going alone will keep the gossip rags talking. What I need is a pretty date for a one- night-only performance.”

Nina blew out the breath she’d been holding. She didn’t believe for a second this was a mercy date situation. More like a mercy hookup. She didn’t do hookups. Her business set up marriage minded people who were matched based on an algorithm her aunt developed ten years before. An algorithm that had made the company a go-to in Los Angeles.

She shot a glance out the window at the press corps on the sidewalk below her window.

Well, until this morning, anyway.

“I think you’ve got my firm confused with…something else entirely, but for future reference—” she typed a few words into the search engine on her computer and flipped the screen to face him “—I am a matchmaker. A noun, meaning one who arranges relationships or marriages.” She opened the next tab and gestured to the computer screen. “I am not a madam, although madams are also nouns. There is a very large, very cavernous area between matchmaking and houses of prostitution.”

 

 

Author Bio:

Once upon a time, Kristina Knight spent her days running from car crash to fire to meetings with local police. No, she wasn’t a troublemaker, she was a journalist. Her career took her all over the United States, and along the way she found her very own Knight in Shining Cowboy Boots. Just like the characters from her favorite books, Kristina is living her own happily ever after with her Knight and their Princess.

Kristina writes sassy contemporary romance novels; her books have appeared on Kindle Best Seller Lists. She loves hearing from readers, so drop her a line!

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Books: Ashley Ladd!

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Guy Rogers is extremely attracted to his new realtor, Tom Beaudreaux. As a passionate vegetarian and animal activist, he’s ecstatic that Tom is a kindred soul. He could never be with a carnivore. Unfortunately, Tommy isn’t really a vegetarian or animal activist. He never said he was either, he just didn’t eat meat when he was with Guy. And maybe he emptied his house of all meat and dairy products before inviting Guy over. In fact, Tommy’s family owns the most popular barbecue restaurant in town and if his family has their way, he’ll manage the new location.

 

When Guy finds out that Tommy eats meat and his family owns a restaurant that is a monument to eating meat, he’s livid and doesn’t know if he wants anything else to do with Tommy.

 

But then Guy’s life gets crazy –his dad’s paranoia blossoms into violent dementia, he gets arrested for picketing a doggy mill, and then he winds up in even more legal trouble. When Tommy sticks by him through all his trouble and does everything he can to help him, Guy wonders if he’s been too militant and narrow-minded. Perhaps he can learn to live with people who have opposite views.

 

Excerpt:

Gunshots rang out as they turned onto Guy’s street.

Tommy looked at him and mouthed, “Shit! You don’t think…?”

“I hope not. I don’t know.” Guy pressed the gas pedal to the floor and the car shot forward, fish-tailing.

Tommy fisted the door, hanging on tight. “I hope we’re wrong.”

Guy’s intuition told him he wasn’t. His knuckles turned white they held the steering wheel so tightly. Unafraid for himself but scared for his dad, he pulled into his driveway and jumped out of the car, with Tommy close on his heels.

The woman next door ran outside screaming, tearing out her already tattered hair. She pointed at her front door. “Your father’s shooting up my house and is holding a gun at my dad’s head. He’s going to kill him. You’ve got to do something.”

Tommy yelled as he began dialing on his phone, “I’m calling the police.” As if on cue, police sirens blared in the distance and grew louder by the second.

“I’m going in. I have to stop him.”

“Wait for the police. Don’t put yourself in danger,” Tommy ordered forcefully.

“I have to take the chance. He could kill someone before the police get here. I can’t let that happen.” He put himself in harm’s way for animals, so certainly he could risk his life for his own father and other fellow human beings. He had no choice. It would be his fault if someone got hurt.

So he ran through the open door flailing his arms, hoping he would be in time. “Dad! It’s Guy. Don’t do anything. I’m here. You’ll be okay.”

He’ll be okay? What about me? He’s got a shotgun pointed at my head threatening to blow it off,” the elderly neighbor cried.

 

Buy Links:

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  • I hope to have more buy links before this posts – I’ll let you know

4 Fun Facts about “Business or Pleasure”:

  • Guy is such an avid animal activist that he’s been arrested to protect them
  • Tommy earned his BA in Business Administration
  • Guy threw away one of his pans because his father cooked meat in it
  • Guy’s father thinks his neighbors has a group of followers and that they are out to drive him crazy

Ashley_Ladd_bioAuthor Bio:

 

Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

 

She’s been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.

 

How you can contact Ashley:

chinara@aol.com

http://www.ashleyladd.blogspot.com

https://www.facebook.com/ashleyladdauthor

http://www.twitter.com/ashleyladd

 

Throwback Thursday: Andrew Grey!

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LoveComesSilently_finalLove Comes Silently is a story built on a single premise, how do you say I love you when you can’t say the words? In a way for this story I created the perfect man. I have yet to find a woman who doesn’t love Patrick. He’s ideal because Patrick is mute. J I fell in love with this shy, silent man whose heart is as large as the hole left in his life after an accident stole his voice and operatic career.

As I was crafting the work in my mind, I heard a story about a little girl with leukemia and all she wanted to do was live long enough to celebrate Christmas with her family. That snippet got me thinking what I would do if I found myself faced with that situation. If my child were sick and I wasn’t sure if she’d survive, how would I make sure she got to celebrate the holidays?

These two ideas rolled around in my mind and melded into Love Comes Silently, a story the shows that love doesn’t need to be loud or raucous, but can appear in a gesture as kind as helping a little girl going through chemotherapy retrieve her pick hat from the mud, making her favorite mac-cheese, or making sure she had a Halloween and Christmas, even if it’s August.   How does a hurting mute man say I love you?   He shows it.

 

Blurb:

Caring for a loved one with cancer is tough. Doing it alone is overwhelming—especially when that loved one is a child. But ever since Ken Brighton’s partner left him, Ken has spent his days at the hospital with his daughter, Hanna, hoping for a miracle. Maybe the mysterious care packages that appear for Hanna don’t qualify, but they bring a spark of hope into his and Hanna’s tired life—and so does Ken’s neighbor, former singer Patrick Flaherty.

For two years Patrick hasn’t been able to focus on anything but the life he should have had. An injury robbed him of his voice, and the idea of introducing himself to new people intimidates him. But over the past months, he’s watched as his neighbor nursed his sick child, and once he meets Ken, Patrick starts to crave a life with him—a life he isn’t sure he can have.

Ken doesn’t realize he’s fallen in love until the doctors send Hanna home, saying there’s nothing more they can do: Hanna will either recover or succumb. Ken’s heart is set on a new beginning—with both Patrick and Hanna. But Patrick’s silence leaves Ken wondering what Patrick wants.

Dreamspinner Press: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3252

 

Andrew GreyBio:

Andrew Grey grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived all over the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and now works full time on his writing.   Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

 

 

 

Visit Andrew’s website at http://www.andrewgreybooks.com

E-mail him at andrewgrey@comcast.net.

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