Tuesday, 31 January 2017

The Lady Who Drew Me In by Thomasine Rappold & To Tempt an Heiress by Susanna Craig #Historical #Romance

The authors will be awarding digital copies of both books on tour to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

BLURB - The Lady Who Drew Me In
Daisy Lansing's ability to transfer images from people's thoughts onto paper was a novelty she used to trot out to amuse her friends. But when her “entranced drawing” begins to cause serious trouble for her guardians, she is banished to the country and forced to marry a man twice her age. After the joyless wedding, Daisy is determined to bury forever the strange skill that upended her life. However, she soon finds herself a widow and in dire financial straits. Suddenly, her curse may be her one chance at true independence.

Jackson Gallway's reputation as a rogue has far surpassed his success as a lawyer. In the wake of yet another scandal, he decides to head west. But before he can escape Misty Lake, Jax makes a promise to find an elusive killer. When he encounters a lovely young artist with an unusual talent that could help him in his search, what he finds is something neither of them can escape . . .

BLURB - To Tempt a Heiress
After her beloved father dies, Tempest Holderin wants nothing more than to fulfill his wish to free the slaves on their Antiguan sugar plantation. But the now wealthy woman finds herself pursued by a pack of unsavory suitors with other plans for her inheritance. To keep her from danger, her dearest friend arranges a most unconventional solution: have Tempest kidnapped and taken to safety.

Captain Andrew Corrvan has an unseemly reputation as a ruthless, money-hungry blackguard—but those on his ship know differently. He is driven by only one thing: the quest to avenge his father's death on the high seas. Until he agrees to abduct a headstrong heiress…

If traveling for weeks—without a chaperone—isn't enough to ruin Tempest, the desire she feels for her dark and dangerously attractive captor will do the rest. The storm brewing between them will only gather strength when they reach England, where past and present perils threaten to tear them apart—even more so than their own stubborn hearts…

Excerpt - The Lady Who Drew Me In
The man was controlling her from six feet under. Daisy Lansing stared up at the portrait of her late husband, so angered by his betrayal she could scream. Monthly allowance, my foot.

She checked the hour on the gold watch around her neck. Her appointment with William Markelson was at three o’clock, so she had only minutes to brace herself for more bad news. Rubbing her temples, she soothed the budding throb of a headache. At the sound of a woman’s laughter outside, Daisy glanced to the window. Felice Pettington.

Daisy shot to her feet. “It’s about time,” she mumbled, scooting around the desk for a closer view. Misty Lake’s most celebrated summer guest strolled up the walkway, blond spit curls bobbing beneath her stylish bonnet as she slathered her charms on the tall man at her side.

And who do we have here?

Daisy craned her neck toward the window. The pretty heiress nestled against her handsome escort, her gloved hands like twin boa constrictors coiled around his arm. Curious as to whom the woman had snared to join her on the impromptu visit, Daisy hurried out to the porch. Felice’s sweeping yellow skirts brushed the blooming shrubs flanking the stone walk, stirring petals and the scent of rhododendrons through the air. Her mousy maid followed in the flurry.

“Yoo-hoo!” Felice unfurled her grip on the man just enough to wave her gloved fingers. “This is Mr. Gallway.” She leaned toward the man’s impressive shoulder, batting her lashes as they stepped up to the porch. “Mr. Gallway is from Troy.”

Daisy’s heart lurched, as it always did, at the mention of Troy. Even after all this time, the painful memories of her past in the city hadn’t faded a whit. Felice smiled smugly. “He’s an attorney.”

Daisy took a deep breath. Of all the lawyers Felice might have cajoled to browbeat Daisy on her behalf, the woman had enlisted a relative of Daisy’s closest friend. Tessa Gallway had gushed that her rakish brother-in-law was handsome, but the simple description hardly did him justice. Daisy gave a slow nod, her aversion to lawyers suffering a brief lapse as she studied him closer. Layers of wavy black hair matched his thick brows and the sideburns that led to his jaw. His sapphire eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

And his mouth. Good Heavens, his mouth. Daisy swallowed hard, awed by her response to the man. He was nothing like she’d imagined, yet everything portrayed in the gossip. A notorious rogue intent on skirting marriage and sowing a silo’s worth of oats in the process.

His smile widened, as though he’d heard Daisy’s unspoken assessment and expected no less. More likely he was simply too arrogant to care.

“You can wait for me here, Myrtle.” Felice waved her maid toward one of the rocking chairs on the porch.

Daisy ushered them inside, and then led them down the hall to the library. After all this time, the scent of Lawry’s final cigar still clung to the paneled walls. The familiar smell she’d relished so fondly after his death affected her differently now. How could he do this to her?

Blinking back tears, she returned her focus to her guests. Felice batted her lashes, then proceeded with a formal introduction. Extending an arm toward Daisy, she said, “Mr. Jackson Gallway, I present the Widow Lansing.”

A three-time RWA Golden Heart nominee, Thomasine Rappold writes historical romance and historical romance with paranormal elements. She lives with her husband in a small town in upstate New York that inspired her current series. When she’s not spinning tales of passion and angst, she enjoys spending time with her family, fishing on one of the nearby lakes, and basking on the beach in Cape Cod. Thomasine is a member of Romance Writers of America and the Capital Region Romance Writers.



A love affair with historical romances led Susanna Craig to a degree (okay, three degrees) in literature and a career as an English professor. When she’s not teaching or writing academic essays about Jane Austen and her contemporaries, she enjoys putting her fascination with words and knowledge of the period to better use: writing Regency-era romances she hopes readers will find both smart and sexy. She makes her home among the rolling hills of Kentucky horse country, along with her historian husband, their unstoppable little girl, and a genuinely grumpy cat.

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Monday, 30 January 2017

Riding High by Stacy Finz Contemporary Romance

Stacy will be awarding a digital copy of Riding High to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

When it's time to get back in the saddle again, there's no better place than the picturesque mountain town of Nugget, California...

A financial whiz with her own advice show, Gia Treadwell is passionate about helping people maximize their potential. But when her boyfriend--make that ex-boyfriend--steals millions with an epic Ponzi scheme, Gia is promptly run out of town. It's the perfect opportunity to revisit an old dream--one that apparently involves naked cowboys . . .

Flynn Barlow didn't expect anyone to walk in on him showering at the empty ranch where his family's cattle have always grazed. Even more surprising, the new ranch owner plans to turn it into a residential training program for women who need a hand up. A smart, gorgeous woman with a worthy cause? In Flynn's experience, if it seems too good to be true, it usually is.

Sharing the ranch doesn't mean Flynn and Gia have to get along, but riding together isn't the problem. It's the scorching chemistry they can't ignore. And if they figure out a way to add trust to the mix, they'll soon be sharing more than just a ranch . . .

Unconcerned that she had a firearm aimed at his center mass, he gave her a brazen once-over. Then he motioned his head at the gun. “I don’t think it’s loaded, but you should never point a weapon at
someone unless you mean to shoot him.”

“I’ll shoot you.” It was a bluff. If push came to shove, Gia didn’t think she could pull the trigger.

Again, he eyed the rifle with indifference. “Yeah, I don’t think so. Otherwise you would’ve removed the safety.”

“Give me your pistol,” she said. He looked confused. “The one in the bathroom.”

“I don’t have it.” He held out both his hands. “Feel free to pat me down.”

She wasn’t getting anywhere near him. “Back up real slow.”

He glanced behind his shoulder. “Where we going?”

“Into the bedroom.”

“Yeah? Sounds good.” He flicked his gaze over her, eyeing her from head to toe. The guy thought he was a real comedian. “Why don’t you let me—”

“Not now.” She needed to concentrate and was reevaluating the bedroom idea. But that was where her cell phone was. Gia hadn’t seen a landline since she’d gotten here. She lifted the rifle so that the muzzle was pointed directly at his chest.

He rolled his eyes but mercifully kept quiet. They made it to the master suite without incident and with one hand Gia held the rifle against her shoulder, using the other one to search her purse for the

Eureka! She punched 9-1-1 with her index finger, put the phone on speaker, and dropped it on the bed so she could resume holding the rifle with both hands.

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”

Gia would’ve sworn she saw her captive snicker. She promptly ignored him and told the operator her situation. The cavalry was on its way, thank goodness.

“You think I could put my shirt on before the cops get here?”

AUTHOR Bio and Links
Stacy Finz is an award-winning reporter for the San Francisco Chronicle. After more than twenty years covering notorious serial killers, naked-tractor-driving farmers, fanatical foodies, aging rock stars and weird Western towns, she figured she finally had enough material to launch a career writing fiction. In 2012 she won the Daphne du Maurier Award for unpublished single-title mystery/suspense. She lives in Berkeley, California with her husband.

Friday, 27 January 2017

Mist by Emily Mims #Romance #RromanticSuspense

Emily Mims will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

If your book were made into a movie, who would you want to play your main characters? Complete unknowns. Established stars bring every movie they’ve ever made with them.

How do you come up with the titles of your books? For the Smoky Blue series, my editor and I thought up some one-word descriptions of the Smoky Mountains.

What does your writing space look like? I have two. My writing space in San Antonio is a quiet desk in the corner of my bedroom. At our lake house, I have a computer table set up looking out at the water.

What do you enjoy doing when you’re not writing? I play five musical instruments and jam and perform with two groups. (Yes, I play the dulcimer like my heroine, and play the same songs she does. I also play the ukulele of my heroine Leilani in ‘Evergreen’.)

What is your favourite color? Hot pink, preferably with white rhinestones

What is your favourite pleasure food? A big plate of Mexican food, complete with guacamole

What is your favourite season? Christmas

What is your favourite television show? Don’t have one. I’d rather spend my time reading a good romance novel.

What is your favourite movie? Close Encounters of the Third Kind

Who is your favourite actor? The late Charlton Heston in his earlier movies

What is your favourite song? Brudda Iz’s ‘Over the Rainbow’

What is your favourite comfort clothing attire? Shorts and an Aloha shirt. Here in San Antonio I wear that 8 months out of 12. For our short, imaginary winter I wear jeans and a T-shirt

What books might we find on your bedside table? None there. However, if you check the I-pad on my so-comfortable sofa in the family room, you will find the absolute latest release of just about all the contemporary romance authors currently at work

Describe yourself in three words. Writer, teacher, doer

The widow of a lying drug dealer, dulcimer-player Kylie Barstow Richards finds herself struggling to see through the mist of the Smoky Mountains to the truth-about her life, about the nightclub where she works, and about the bluegrass-playing musician who has arrived to steal her heart.

Kylie looked Ren in the eye. “How much of that is the truth and how much of it was bullshit?”

Ren’s lips firmed. “It’s the truth, every damned bit of it. And that’s also why I did what I did. The DEA honestly thought you were guilty. A drug dealer took out one of my best friends, Kylie. I’ve missed Jerry every day for the last two years.”

“And that justifies what you did to me? Sorry, Ren. Not buying it. And I don’t care what your reasons for lying were, a liar is a liar. And I can’t stand liars.”

“I get that, Kylie. Look, obviously we blew it, and I’m just as sorry as I can be that I hurt you.”

“If you can be believed, which I seriously doubt.”

“I do mean it. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

“I am, too, Ren. I was just beginning to have a little bit of faith and trust again and you very effectively managed to take that away from me. Congratulations. I will probably never trust another man as long as I live.”

“Aw, Kylie, no.” Ren leaned forward. “Look, I know there is no way I can take back the lies I’ve already told. But I can promise you this. I will never, ever lie to you again about anything.”

Kylie shrugged. “And now I’m supposed to believe that? Ren, I’m sorry. The damage is done. The trust is broken. Kind of like Humpty Dumpty.”

“I understand. But Kylie, I’m going to tell you the truth from now on whether you believe me or not.”

“Knock yourself out.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Author of twenty six romance novels, Emily Mims combined her writing career with a career in public education until leaving the classroom to write full time. The mother of two sons and grandmother of three, she and her husband Charles live in central Texas but frequently visit grandchildren in eastern Tennessee and Georgia. She plays the piano, organ, dulcimer, and ukulele and belongs to two performing bands. She says, “I love to write romances because I believe in them. Romance happened to me and it can happen to any woman-if she’ll just let it.”


Monday, 23 January 2017


The author will be awarding a $10 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to one randomly drawn winner and print copies of AFFLICTION and ALLEGIANCE to another randomly drawn winner (US only) via rafflecopter during the tour

If your book were made into a movie, who would you want to play your main characters? Melanie Sullivan – Emma Watson. Billy the Kid – Richard Madden (Robb Stark in Game of Thrones)

How do you come up with the titles of your books? The title usually emerges organically from the book’s theme. In the Soul Seeker series, Book One is titled Affliction because Mel considers her ability to read souls as an affliction until she discovers it is truly a gift. In Book Two, the title Allegiance refers to Mel’s determination to avenge her best friend’s death.

What does your writing space look like?

What do you enjoy doing when you’re not writing? Golf with girlfriends, travel with husband, addicted to reading, watching grand girls play soccer, walking our rescue pooch, Auggie Doggie.

What is your favourite color? Hard to pick one. I like rainbows!

What is your favourite pleasure food? Anything salty, but really love chips and guacamole

What is your favourite season? Spring

What is your favourite television show? The Americans, Homeland, Game of Thrones

What is your favourite movie? Juno

Who is your favourite actor? Colin Firth

What is your favourite song? Unknown Legend by Neil Young and Angel from Montgomery by Bonnie Riatt

What is your favourite comfort clothing attire? Something loose and non-constricting. P.J.’s are good

What books might we find on your bedside table? A Man Called Ove by Fredrick Backman, Razor Girl by Carl Hiaasen, Memory Man by David Baldacci

Describe yourself in three words. Soft-hearted animal lover, bizarre sense of humor, somewhat impatient (sorry, that’s more than three words)

Twenty-two year old Honor Melanie (Mel) Sullivan has an affliction. Due to childhood trauma and inappropriate social behavior, she is diagnosed with Aspergers, a form of autism. But, Mel knows Aspergers is not her true affliction. She prefers not to gaze into a person’s eyes because she is a soul reader, and what she sees can be frightening. It can also get Mel into trouble.

After a brush with the law, Mel leaves her family home in Southern California and travels to Oregon where she meets Harley-Davidson riding William McCarty (Billy the Kid) and stumbles upon a human trafficking/baby-selling scheme involving a foreign girl from Kazakhstan, and others. Even though Mel's life is in danger, she won't stop until she finds the answers that will help those unable to help themselves.

Transplanted California girl, Melanie Sullivan, vows to stay in Oregon until she nails the killer of her best friend, Dani. Mel’s ability to search a soul for innocence or guilt is a big plus. Her love for Billy the Kid, former Marine and now a detective with the 3 Peaks police department is also a factor in her decision. She’s not quite sure what’s going on with Billy. Has the PTSD from his Middle East deployments returned?

When a hate crime is committed in 3 Peaks, Mel is recruited by sexy Homeland Security agent, Mick, who requires her soul-reading ability. Mick doesn’t hide his feelings. He’s more than eager to step in if Billy steps out, a complication Mel doesn’t need or want. As she goes undercover, Mel embarks on a dangerous journey, aided by her Uncle Paco and devoted friends. Along the way, she learns a valuable lesson about the power of forgiveness.

I lean down to drop a chaste farewell kiss on his forehead. A split second later, I’m flat on my back, pinned to the bed and Billy the Kid grins down at me like a naughty little boy. He rips out his ear buds and pulls the cord free until the music washes over us. It’s a rock and roll tune, a blast from the past.

“Hey, baby,” he says. “Wanna dance?”

Before I can form an answer, I’m swept off the bed and twirled around until I’m dizzy and laughing uncontrollably.

He sets me on the floor and pulls me tight against his body. “You sneaking out on me, Minnie Mouse?

I manage a weak, breathless protest. “I’m supposed to meet Steve at 9:30 a.m. I need to get going.”

He cups my face between his palms and brushes his lips across mine. “You sure about that?”

“Well, um...” My body says bring it on. My brain chimes in, promptness is overrated.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Marilee Brothers is a former teacher, coach, counselor and the author of ten books. Marilee and her husband are the parents of three grown sons and live in central Washington State. After writing six young adult books, Marilee is once again writing romantic suspense for the adult market. She loves hearing from people who have read her books.


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Friday, 20 January 2017

The Other Twin by Nan Dixon #Contemporary #Series

Nan Dixon will be awarding a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.


Who can resist a neighbor in need?

Nathan Forester doesn't know the first thing about kids. So when the daughter he never knew existed arrives on his doorstep, he needs help, fast! His unlikely ally is next-door neighbor and single mother Cheryl Henshaw. Nathan and Cheryl don't exactly see eye to eye, but neither can say no to a helping hand.

Renovating Fitzgerald House is Nathan's chance to finally prove he's no longer the unreliable twin—and it seems possible with Cheryl by his side. Suddenly their practical arrangement has become something much more. Trust isn't easy, but they're stronger when they work together.

Nathan nodded, rubbing at the ache in his chest.

”I can’t screw up,” he said.

“You’ll figure everything out.” Pop slapped him on the back. “Just like we did.”

He couldn’t do this alone. He wasn’t prepared.

There had to be someone else he could tap to take care of Isabella.

He thought back to the women he’d dated in Savannah. There was Tracie, but she could barely take care of herself. Gabby—aptly named since she talked everyone’s ear off—was kind of an airhead. A nice airhead, but still not right.

He’d never been attracted to the motherly types.

The only mother he knew was...Cheryl. And they lived next door to each other.

He released a deep breath. Cheryl.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Nan Dixon spent her formative years as an actress, singer, dancer and competitive golfer. But the need to eat had her studying accounting in college. Unfortunately, being a successful financial executive didn’t feed her passion to perform. When the pharmaceutical company she worked for was purchased, Nan got the chance of a lifetime—the opportunity to pursue a writing career. She’s a five-time Golden Heart® finalist and award winning author, lives in the Midwest and is active in her local RWA chapter and on the board of a dance company. She has five children, three sons-in-law, two granddaughters, one grandson on the way and one neurotic cat.

Thursday, 19 January 2017

Conjuring Zephyr by D. Lieber #Fantasy #Romance

D. Lieber will be awarding a handmade bookmark (International Giveaway) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

If your book were made into a movie, who would you want to play your main characters? I didn’t have actors in mind while writing Conjuring Zephyr. I probably wouldn’t cast any big names. Capturing the characters’ essences is more important than casting big names to me.

How do you come up with the titles of your books? Usually I choose the main action or a description of the main characters. Kai’s quest in Conjuring Zephyr is to create air using magic.

What does your writing space look like? I like to move around. I have a little lap table that I move between the couch, the bed, and the floor.

What do you enjoy doing when you’re not writing? Watching television, reading, listening to music, crafting, hiking, and tons more, My hobbies list makes me look boring, if only you were there for our steampunk meetings…we seem so normal on the outside…lurking among you.

What is your favourite color? Green. It’s a cool color that also feels warm.

What is your favourite pleasure food? I like food combinations. Popcorn and root beer. Pumpkin pie and apple cider. Potato chips and French onion dip.

What is your favourite season? Autumn. The weather is nice, and the colors are beautiful. I hate hot weather, but I don’t really mind the cold. I’d rather deal with snow and ice than anything over 80 degrees Fahrenheit. Too bad the American Midwest has both extremes.

What is your favourite television show? I have too many. Right now, I’m rewatching Supernatural. I love anime and Korean Drama. Crunchyroll and Dramafever are my friends. Television is a terrible distraction for me as a writer. I wish I had the willpower to throw it away. On the other hand, I can get so caught up in a storyline that my brain needs a break to work out inconsistencies or which direction to go next. Television is a wonderful tool to take my mind off my own story and let my subconscious work it out. The answers always come to me eventually.

What is your favourite movie? I love all kinds of movies. I’m a regular fangirl. The last movie I watched that made my heart ache was Casablanca. I’d seen bits of it, but I finally sat down and watched the entire film a few weeks ago. It was truly epic. On the flip side, there are tons of good-looking movies coming out in 2017. I’m excited about the new Star Wars film as well as Wonder Woman. But when it was announced that a live-action version of Fullmetal Alchemist was releasing in Japan in December, I couldn’t help but squeal with joy. My dog, Samwise, ran around the house with me in joyous celebration as the cat, Yin, watched us with less than amused eyes.

Who is your favourite actor? There are so many good actors, and choosing definitely depends on the genre. I watch a lot of movies: comedy, drama, romance, classic, fantasy, action, foreign, musical. The list is a long one. How about I name one actor in a few of the above genres? Comedy: Jim Carrey, Drama: Russell Crowe, Classic: Cary Grant, Action: Harrison Ford, Foreign: Shah Rukh Khan, Musical: Gene Kelly

What is your favourite song? These are really difficult questions. I love rock, oldies, easy listening, Frank Sinatra, The Beatles, Loreena McKennitt, Fall Out Boy… The list is long. I need to break it down again. A song that always makes me happy: December, 1963 by The Four Seasons. Makes me sing along: Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey. Makes me dance: Cartouche by Blackmore’s Knight. Makes my heart ache: Livin’ on a Prayer by Bon Jovi. Made me discover my love for music: Runaway by Del Shannon. Made me love hair metal: Your Mama Don’t Dance by Poison. Made me love crooners: That’s Amore by Dean Martin

What is your favourite comfort clothing attire? I like fuzzy socks. It’s like warm clouds on your feet, or Elmo. It’s what a kitten lying on your feet would feel like, except they don’t purr.

What books might we find on your bedside table? A classic like Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. A romance like Black Dagger Brotherhood by J. R. Ward. A tarot card layout and interpretation book. I like the one that comes with the Mystic Dreamer Tarot Deck

Describe yourself in three words. Friend, Laugher, Seeker

Retreating underground to escape a devastating ice age, humans build a new society. When magic is discovered and harnessed for survival, the citizens of Terrenus establish theories and principles of how to use it.

Kai Stephenson is determined to prove magical principles aren’t set in stone. Having lost her younger brother in a tragic accident, she will ensure such accidents never harm anyone else. She enrolls at the most elite university to gain the knowledge she needs to achieve her goal. Overconfident that living as a boy at an all-boys university will only be a minor inconvenience, Kai is convinced her classmates will never discover that she’s a woman. After all, women aren’t capable of higher forms of magic, and her boyish figure certainly doesn’t hurt her disguise.

Hiding her true identity becomes a problem when her new friends start to awaken her repressed sexuality.

He cleared his throat, and a bored expression slid into place. “I did well in that class. If you really can’t figure it out, I can lend my expertise.”

I smiled internally at his change in attitude. “I don’t know. Leif seems pretty confident. He will be a great tutor.”

His boredom shifted to disappointment.

“Still, you’ve already taken the class. If Leif and I need help, may we ask you?” I asked, not wanting to torment him longer. Smugness warred with boredom. I had to look away so I didn’t laugh.

Long fingers gripped my shoulders, and a face appeared close to mine over my left shoulder. A slight turn of my head revealed Des, way too close to me. “Aren’t we snuggly,” he whispered, breath hot in my ear.

I tried to shrug him off, but he held tight. His face blocked Ryn’s from my view. A look to my right showed three pissed off first-years. All three stood slowly; Reid was the one to speak. “You are going to remove your hands,” he growled.

“Why would I do that?” Des asked sweetly.

A pitcher of water from the center of the table hovered over to us and slowly poured itself over Des’ head. He shrieked and shoved it away. Flynn laughed uproariously, identifying himself as the culprit. Des turned his fury on Flynn, who ran from the room. Des followed in hot pursuit.

AUTHOR Bio and Links
D. writes stories she wants to read. Her love of the worlds of fiction led her to earn a Bachelor’s in English from Wright State University.

When she isn’t reading or writing, she’s probably hiking, crafting, watching anime, Korean television or old movies. She may also be getting her geek on while planning her next steampunk cosplay with friends.

She lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John), retired guide dog (Samwise) and cat (Yin).


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