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Control by R.M. Noble

April 8, 2016 Spotlight 0

ControlGenre: Romance

When technologically gifted Amelia Benson lands a job with Zeus Security, one of Manhattan’s renowned networking offices, she encounters the cold, secretive Mitchell Erikson. Quick to deny her attraction to the mysterious, dominant man, she finds herself gravitating toward him and his secret project despite their professional relationship. Drawn in by her ingenuity, persistence, and fiery temperament, Mitchell finally agrees to answer three of her questions.

Titillated by his past and eager to help, Amelia finds herself enthralled by Erikson’s seduction, face-to-face with the ex who nearly destroyed him, and caught in the middle of a scandal that threatens to tear them apart before they can truly begin.

 

 

 

 

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I shake my head, stirring the rice on my plate, “I just seem to be stuck in my head is all. I’m a terrible date.” I look up to meet his gaze, “I’m sorry.”

“On the contrary,” he says, reaching across the table to take my hand in his. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I just feel like everyone’s staring at me,” I whisper.

“Why is that?”

“This dress, my red hair? I stick out like a traffic cone. I’m practically a lit match in a millionaire haystack,” I exhale, blowing up at my bangs to move them away from my face.

Mitch laughs, “I’m not a millionaire.”

I blink, “You’re not? You’re right. That was silly of me to assume. But this place is pretty frou frou, you know?”

He drops his gaze as he says, “You misunderstand. I said I wasn’t a millionaire.” Mitch reaches for his wine glass and takes a sip. “I’m quite comfortable.”

My eyes widen and I try to compose the surprised, and financially aroused, expression on my face. “Way to make a girl feel more at home in her own tax bracket and then yank it away,” I joke.

Mitch rolls his eyes and then says, “Amelia, trust me when I say that anybody looking at you tonight only sees your beauty.” He brings my hand closer to him, and presses his lips to the back of my palm. “And, if that’s not what they see, fuck them.”

I feel a flutter in my stomach that I can’t help but smile at. “What is it you see?” I ask.

“You’ve an extraordinary gift when it comes to a keyboard,” he replies without missing a beauty.

My cheeks burn and I tell myself not to roll my eyes at his compliment. Instead, I deflect with, “I can’t help but feel like this is the standard package you roll out to your dates. Schmooze them with sweet nothings that make them look like walking thermometers.”

“Is it working?” He asks, smirking lasciviously.

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SORM About the Author
R.M. is an emerging novelist. Living in Virginia, R.M. is a wino, a coffee connoisseur, and a lover of pop music. When not at the beck and call of characters and their adventures, R.M. can usually be found procrastinating on Facebook or Tbeck witter. To learn more about upcoming projects and join the newsletter, visit www.rmnoblewrites.com.

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Adjournment by Emersyn Vallis

April 6, 2016 Spotlight 0

22726728Genre: New Adult

When I chose to leave home I knew what I was giving up. I knew I was walking away from life as I knew it and the plans that we had made.
We…us…him and I…
It’s funny to think of him in a different light…or life.
That’s what it feels like, a lifetime ago.
But I’m a different person now. I have rules and goals. And if it wasn’t for my parents’ vow renewal I would have successfully evaded him for the rest of my life. This is not by choice, I can tell you that.
I just need to focus and remember the key to this weekend is avoidance…and alcohol. But if anyone can pull that off it’s me, Sidney Chandler, queen of avoiding anything that will make me feel.
It’s just one weekend, right?
One very long weekend with my family…friends…my sisters and me…together, and our nemeses, the McAllister triplets.
What could possibly go wrong?
Everything.
They say you never forget your first love, now just imagine how hard it is to forget your only.
This is going to suck.

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SORM About the Author
Emersyn Vallis currently resides on the east coast with her three girls. She is typically mistaken for being quiet and reserved but those that know her know, she’s deep in thought plotting out stories lines and conversations in her head. When she’s not writing she’s a cook, a personal baker to her family, a chauffeur, a mediator, a guidance counselor, a stenographer, an art judge, a personal shopper and above all a caffeine chugging, Reese’s Cup addict. She’s fluent in sarcasm and hopes one day her girls learn the language. After reading as a hobby for most of her life it wasn’t until she had discovered R. L. Mathewson’s ‘Neighbor from Hell Series’ and Tara Sivec’s ‘Playing with Fire Series’ that she came up with the idea to fuse comedy and suspense together and her passion for writing was born.
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Untangling the Stars by Alyse Miller

April 4, 2016 Spotlight 0

Untangling the StarsGenre: Contemporary Romance

Even a bad romance can have a happy ending.

Staying true to her own character has never been a problem for Dr. Alessandra Foxglove. Andie has devoted herself to teaching others, and – not to toot her own horn – she’s damned good at it, too. A beloved college professor and engaged social activist, Andie has her heart – and both her hands – full.

So when celebrity bad boy Guy Wilder wanders into her classroom one day by accident, Andie doesn’t think much of it at first. There are guest speakers at the university on a daily basis – although none as devilishly handsome as primetime’s favorite preternatural lady-killer with lightning bolt blue eyes, Silas Dove. But when he shows up again the next day after a capricious goodbye, Andie begins to see that there’s more going on behind the scenes with this brooding, bad boy star. And even though she’s built a career on analyzing the human reaction to Hollywood’s most sexy and dangerous characters, she can’t help herself from falling under the very same spell she preaches against. Besides, with cheekbones like that, she couldn’t say no if she tried.

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He pulled his lips away from hers, letting the kiss trail off in a series of smaller kisses on the edge of her mouth, her chin, her jaw. Mouth still open, he tipped his forehead against hers, hiding his face behind a curtain of hair.

“It’s late.” His voice cracked under the strain of his need, but anxiety crept back into the set of his jaw. “I should go.”

Andie tried to see through the locks of fallen hair and decode the man underneath. He was a tricky one, this enigma wrapped in a riddle. If she knew what was best for her, she’d let him go. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew this could never work—this romance between a regular girl and a man from the headlines. Those relationships never worked, in or out of the movies. It was hot and heavy and then boom, someone’s arguing pre-nup semantics in annulment court while the rest of the world reads along. Andie thought about all of those gloomy—and very probable—scenarios and made her decision.

“Stay.”

Guy didn’t move, but he did look up at her. She looked back at him, unyielding and unashamed. She knew what asking him to stay meant, and she wanted him to stay. Please stay.

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SORM About the Author
Alyse Miller is a contemporary women’s fiction author with a penchant for romantic and speculative twists. While she writes comfortably across several genres, Alyse especially enjoys writing for a new adult audience and exploring the emotions of romance and the growth of the human spirit as it transitions from adolescence into adulthood.

She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Women’s Fiction Writer’s Association, and the Author’s Guild. Alyse is currently represented by InkSpell Publishing.

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SNARE (a Falling Stars novel) by Sadie Grubor

April 3, 2016 Spotlight 0

25997898Genre: Contemporary Romance – Rock Star

Sidra Campbell lives by a hump-him-and-dump-him rule. No love, no messy emotional strings, means no chance of losing control – again. She came to L.A. to support her cousin Liza, but she’s also running from the vicious cycle she left behind in Pennsylvania.

Unfortunately for her, two men aren’t making life easy. One invokes the haunting nightmare of a past she’s fought hard to be a survivor and not a victim. And another so tempting, so persuasive, she reinforces the wall around her heart and dons her mask to keep the behemoth out. To everyone else, she appears confident and happy, but they’re always the ones hiding the deepest pain.

Xavier Stone, former drummer to one of the greatest rock bands, Corrosive Velocity, has suffered loss after loss. Finding himself a full-time dad and in threat of losing once again, he’s barely hanging on.

There’s one woman who creates a spark of interest so strong he can’t seem to keep his hands to himself. She hates him. At least, that’s what the mask of insults and indifference she wears wants him to believe, but her kiss tells another story. Xavier has lost too much. She may not be happy about it and can run all she wants, but Xavier’s done losing.

When two explosive personalities collide, one runs and the other snares.

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“Are you smelling me again?” I accuse.

He grins.

“I warned you I would keep doing it until you told me the scent.”

His arms come around me, causing me to tense. Dipping his hand between my thighs, he arranges my left leg over the seat.

“What are you doing?”

He pulls me back against his chest.

“Teaching you how to drive,” he states, taking my hands and putting them on the handles.

“Uh, no.” I shake my head. “I prefer riding bitch.”

I try to stand, but he pulls me down by my hips.

“Sometimes I like to ride a bitch, too,” he says low in my ear.

“You’re a bitch,” I snap, my first reaction to his innuendo.

“Is that your way of asking to ride me later?” he tosses back before turning on the snowmobile.

I’m stunned silent and I hate that he did it. Looking down, I see a decal between the windshield and gas cap. Gas or Ass. No One Rides for Free.

I roll my eyes, turn my head, and say sarcastically, “Nice decal.”

“I’m glad you saw that. Now we don’t have to discuss payment for the mountain tour. Will it be gas or ass?”

“I’ll pay the same way your daughters do,” I retort.

“They have their own snowmobiles,” he answers, an edge to his response.

“Do they charge in ass, too?” I ask, a little too snotty.

I can’t stand how he gets to me. I don’t get snotty. Bitchy, yes, but snotty and stunned silent, never.

“That’s not funny,” he growls.

“Hey, I figure you’re leading by example,” I quip, giving a small shrug.

Grabbing my hands again, he places them on the handlebars.

With his hands over mine, he shows me how to use the throttle, brakes, and how to maneuver. Thankfully, he never leaves me to drive on my own. We’d both be dead.

After taking us to another ridge, this time seeing mountain goats, and driving through an open area for me to practice, we arrive back to the cabin.
I climb off so he can put the snowmobile away in the large shed and his hands slide over my ass, squeezing.

“Hey!” I jump away from him.

“Ass,” he calls out, wearing a large grin.

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SORM About the Author

I’m a self professed foul mouthed, book nerd who seeks world domination with her sinister side kick, evil minions, fatal depth dwelling feline, hell hound, villainous lagomorpha and fanged lagoon creature.

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I Remember Me by Leila Lacey

March 23, 2016 Spotlight 0

28697932Genre: Romantic Suspense

Beautiful Najee Torres has just woken from a six-month coma. The victim of a carjacking, she was shot and doesn’t know her name, where she is or how she got there. Hard as she tries, she also can’t recall the seemingly dutiful husband at her bedside or the two kids who are waiting for her at home.

Aidan Torres is beyond relieved when his wife finally opens her eyes. When he learns she has amnesia, he believes it is a second chance to get things right. He loves her. And the last thing he wants is for her to discover they were on the verge of a divorce before the carjacking.
Najee works hard to get her life back and struggles to remember all of the people supporting her as she recovers. They really seem to care about her, but it’s hard to know whom she can trust since she is also trying to figure out who threatened to kill her as she was coming out of her coma. Why would anyone want her dead? And why is she so leery of her sexy, adoring husband? She finds her heart wants another when she comes out of the coma, her doctor Dr. Ian McCullum.

Will her memories eventually all come flooding back or will she be forced to spend the rest of her life looking over her shoulder?
I Remember Me, by popular author Leila Lacey, is a standalone novel. This is classic mystery romance at its finest. Suspenseful and racy, it focuses on a woman who must recover all she has lost if she wants to live happily ever after.

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Najee clawed her way through the darkness of her coma.

Then she heard a voice saying, “You’re going to die bitch, now or later. It doesn’t matter when, but you’re going to die.”

The voice was so terrifying it propelled her forward closer into consciousness.

She was enveloped in pain, sinking in and out of an oblivion, which pushed her into an awareness that was accompanied by pain that was the most intense, all-encompassing misery she couldn’t localize. Just when she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs in agonizing pain, a warm feeling of relief would wash over her and she would again slip into blissful unconsciousness.

Slowly as the days went, by Najee was conscious more and more. If she focused really hard, she could hear voices, the incessant beep of electronic monitors, and what sounded like voices far in the distance.

“Moved just in time…most would have died from this injury…”

“…How long before we know if there is any brain damage?”

“When will you be able to remove the bullet?”

Bullet? Who had a bullet? Where? Wait—are they talking about me? She thought.

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SORM About the Author
Bow down to the curves. That’s the philosophy that’s motivated romantic fiction author Leila Lacey as she’s wrote over a dozen popular books taking a hot and exciting look at love and adventure from a strong, curvy woman’s viewpoint. The books have been received with enthusiasm, and it’s clear the best is yet to come for these BBW romances (Big Beautiful Woman).

“I think it’s important to present strong, beautiful, curvy women that have amazing female to female relationships,” commented Lacey, on what motivates her. “If we don’t provide alternative role models for people, they could fall into the trap of not loving who is looking them back in the mirror. Romantic fiction should entertain, but it should also help build confidence and a great self-image. I’m trying to cover all these things and more in my books.”

According to the author, Lacey had a quite unexpected entry into writing. Although always interested in being a writer she never explored her skills fully until being convinced to join a writing contest. Within 30 days she had finished her first novel, won the contest, and never looked back. An example of a woman with confidence proving to herself, and the world, what can be accomplished when dreams are pursued actively.
Some of her most popular books in the plus size women genre include: Phoenix Rising; A Very Curvy Christmas; Dr. Black’s Patient; Love’s Legacy; Shelby’s Awakening; and many, many more.

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JEEP TOUR by Gail Olmsted

March 4, 2016 Spotlight 0

51PC+4XmwnL._SX322_BO1,204,203,200_Genre: Contemporary Romance

When her marriage falls apart and she loses her job, Jackie Sullivan decides to start over among the red rocks of Sedona, Arizona. Is she chasing a dream or Rick, the dreamy tour guide she just met?

Jackie’s efforts to reinvent herself in the tight-knit desert community are complicated. Does Rick want a relationship or just a friend with benefits? In the case of her ex, absence definitely makes the heart grow fonder. Is it her imagination or is Rob more amazing than ever? Fueled by an unflagging sense of humor and lots of caffeine, Jackie sets off to discover a whole new life- she’s had her happy, now she wants her ever after.

 

 

 

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The Way We Were

I’m not sure we ever really wanted kids … I mean it’s just not something we ever got around to doing. With my parents as role models, can you really blame me? Robbie wasn’t super close with his folks either. They had split up when he was a teenager. Years of being put in the middle of the war that that raged between them, being forced to celebrate two of every holiday, and dealing with step-parents to boot, he was pretty much checked out on the whole family thing. In our seven years of marriage, the subject rarely came up. We were a career couple, you know? Actually, we had both claimed to want kids, but not that much, and never at the same time. We had married shortly before I turned thirty-one. Clock ticking (what, you mean he didn’t hear it?), I half assumed that we would start a family right away. But then Robbie got promoted and was almost never home. I buckled down at work and found myself loving academic life. Sixteen credits shy of a bachelor’s degree made Robbie a tad defensive about attending work functions with me, and with him so often out of town, I started going to most events on my own. There was always something … a colleague was promoted or published and we needed to celebrate. A visiting author or guest speaker was in town. An opening in the department prompted a spate of dinner interviews. I never said “No.” I always said “Where?” or “What time?” When Robbie did join me, it was awkward. He didn’t fit in. I knew it and so did he. So did my colleagues. He came across as too glib, too smooth. He wasn’t, but he seemed superficial around my earnest, rather shabby crew of co-workers. An hour into dinner at my department chair’s home and my very extroverted, very lovely husband would be hissing at me.

“You said we’d just stay for drinks. You promised, Jackie.” Torn between wanting to appease my husband and needing to make a favorable impression, I felt like I was being pulled apart. I would beg him to be patient.

“Just twenty minutes, okay? What’s twenty minutes, huh?”

Sometimes I would make our excuses to the host.

“He has an early flight, you know?” Once, I just ignored Rob, and he proceeded to get drunk. Not rip-roaring or scene-making. Just quietly, morosely hammered. Enough to fall asleep on an overstuffed armchair in the den. When I found him there later that evening, I felt such a range of emotions. Exasperation that he was such a poor sport, relief that I had been able to stay for the entire party, and fear that we really were growing apart. What did it mean that my husband and I had so little in common? I stuffed him into the car and by the time we arrived home, he was sober enough to make it into the house and collapse on the sofa. I slept alone that night and we never spoke about it again. Not once. But, we really started to go our separate ways after that. I stopped asking him to accompany me anywhere. I threw myself into work and told myself we were fine and sometimes I actually believed me.

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SORM About the Author

My first visit to Sedona, AZ prompted me to start writing JEEP TOUR, my first novel. I fell in love with the red rocks and blue skies. My second novel is Guessing at Normal, a rock and roll love story. I am currently working on a sequel to JEEP TOUR, which will be based in Ireland. A hopeless romantic, I am married to the love of my life. I am mom to two young adults and three cats, and I enjoy reading, music and travel.

I am a professor in the School of Business & Information Technology at Springfield Technical Community College in Springfield, MA. I was the recipient of the Deliso Endowed Chair Award and was recently recognized by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts’s Department of Higher Education as one of “29 Who Shine”.

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Freeing Lost Souls by Tracy Kincaid

March 2, 2016 Spotlight 0

freeinglostsouls-front-1Genre:Historical Romance, with Paranormal twist

Series: The Family Tree Series Book 1

Sarah Finny is an artist who prides herself on being a free spirit. Her job sends her to Gettysburg, where she discovers a powerful connection to the legendary battlefield. While exploring the historical landmark, Sarah comes upon park guide, Bruce Wilks who has injured his leg. After offering to help him, Sarah develops an unexpected attraction toward Bruce, which threatens her heart as well as, her cherished nomadic way of life.

A powerful and mysterious entity brings them together hoping to enlist Sarah and Bruce in finding his own long-lost love and, thereby, freeing lost souls.

Book one in The Family Tree Series.

 

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“So what are you up to now?” Bruce inquires me.

“I thought I would get some lunch. How about you?”

“Would you like to get some lunch together?”

“Sure, that would be great.”

Mary comes back to the front, holding a bag for Bruce. “You two need anything else?” she asks.

“No, I think we have everything we need. Thanks again, Mary. See you soon,” Bruce says.

“Nice to meet you, Sarah. Have fun this weekend.”

“Thanks, Mary.”

After getting our costumes, we put them in our cars then walk to a little sandwich shop on the corner. We get a table outside since it’s such a nice day.

“So, what is it that we do at this reenactment?” I ask.

“You will be at one of the hospitals they have set up in town. You’ll be pretending to be a nurse. I’ll be in the Wheatfield, at least during the battle. We just do what they instruct us to do. It’s really easy, actually.”

“So who decided what we’re doing?” I ask because I find it strange that I’m to be a nurse.

“Actually, the Historical Society works with the genealogy people. If some of the re-enactors had family in the war, then they base their roles on that. For instance, since Edward Wilks was wounded in the Wheatfield, that is where I’ll be. You, on the other hand, are a woman, not that there is anything wrong with that.” He grins. “But since you had a nurse in the war, they thought the best place for you was the hospital.”

“I guess that makes sense.”

“Those who didn’t have anyone in the war fill in where needed. It’s a whole production, really. I just do what they say.”
“It does sound interesting. I haven’t seen you around much. What have you been up to?” I ask.

“Tourist season. Why, you miss me?” he teases.

“Of course. I thought you were my own personal tour guide. I didn’t think I had to share you with anyone,” I tease back.
“How about I take you out before the craziness starts?”

“Sure, when?”

“That depends on what you’d like to do. Are you sick of the Civil War stuff yet? If so, we can go somewhere outside of town and catch a movie or dancing. Or we can stay in town and enjoy the festivities.”

“You dance?” I laugh.

“I’ve been known to cut a rug now and then.” He feigns being hurt.

“Well, I can’t dance worth a damn except what we were doing at the concert, but that really wasn’t dancing, so how about the stuff in town?”

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SORM About the Author
Tracy Kincaid is a native Southern California girl who recently transplanted to South Western Pennsylvania. A wife and mother of three. When she is not writing you can find her reading or crafting. She enjoys the outdoors, whether it be working in the garden or hanging out with family and friends. “Changing Lives” is her debut novel.

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And Then He by Kim Briggs

February 26, 2016 Spotlight 0

27216309Genre: New Adult Thriller

AND THEN HE combines sex and evil in all the right ways.

The fifth year reunion. Tiffani thought she’d suck the lifeblood out of a dozen exotic locations by her fifth year reunion. She certainly didn’t envision herself as a diner waitress serving giant slices of pie to diabetic townies. The best-selling author she planned to become now writing, “Hold the pickles.” Yet limited funds, monstrous debt, and a high school sweetheart with big league ambitions of his own force her to set aside her own dreams. She soon discovers loneliness is a seductive mistress. Enter sexy stranger. Tiffani spends most of the reunion with Jeb, a classmate she doesn’t even remember. He awakens a hunger in her that both frightens and excites her. Tiffani mistakes Jeb’s lifelong obsession for love at first sight and soon finds herself a prisoner, but it’s a hot, steamy trip to get there.

 

 

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“Can I help you?” He says. His low, gravelly voice awakens something deep inside me. Lust. Need. Desire. His amber eyes remind me of a fleeting memory, a whisp of someone familiar, and then it’s gone.

Warmth spreads through my cheeks. I blame the red wine again. I rub my hands together, feeling awkward and geeky, incredibly geeky. “Uhhh…,” I pause trying to remember what I wanted to say.

“Uhhh…,”

He raises an eyebrow, a very sexy eyebrow. “Yes?”

Think Tiffani, think. Now is not the time to panic. Grab him by the balls. Um, that’s probably not a good idea. Seize the moment. “I love your music. It’s like you’re a chameleon. You take on whatever the song demands—the highs, the lows…you’re brilliant!”
Oh. God. Did I say that? I am a geek and evidently, still quite intoxicated.

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SORM About the Author
Kim once smashed into a tree while skiing. The accident led to a concussion, a cracked sternum, temporary notoriety as a sixth grader returned from the dead, and the realization that fictionalized accounts are way more interesting than just slipping on the ice.

An unhealthy obsession with conspiracy theories combined with an overactive imagination that often skips the happily ever afters and lands abruptly in nightmare land led Kim to write her NA novel, And Then He, where an innocent night of flirting turns into a nightmare Tiffani can’t escape.

When she’s not doing something writerly, Kim can be found jumping into snow drifts with her three kids, husband, and dog. She’s careful to avoid trees.

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Guessing at Normal by Gail Olmsted

February 17, 2016 Spotlight 0

Guessing at NormalGenre: Contemporary Romance

Jill Griffin has mastered the art of being invisible, so when she falls in love with sexy rocker James Sheridan, at first she is content to live in his larger than life shadow. Building a ‘normal’ life together under the glare of the media is challenging and further complicated by constant touring, James’ partying and the mixed signals she gets from James’ twin brother Alex.

When her poems and journal ramblings become the songs on James’ best-selling album, Jill has to step out of her comfort zone and figure out how to live her life in a spotlight all her own. With no road map to follow, she struggles to navigate her way in her search for happiness. As her professional success threatens her relationship with James, Jill questions whether she can make a living writing love songs without the love of her life.

 

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After a second nearly sleepless night, I was dozing and James got up to take a shower. When the phone rang, he called out for me to answer it. Knowing it could be someone from housekeeping or even the front desk, I decided to pick up but not say anything until the caller identified himself. It was Alex.

“James?” he asked.

“No, it’s Jill,” I told him.

“Who? Oh yeah, motel girl. Put my brother on.” God, what was this guy’s problem?

“He’s in the shower,” I told him. “Do you want me to have him call you?”

“Yeah, sure, and tell him we’re due at the venue for a sound check in 15, okay? Got that?”

“Sure thing,” I muttered, and hung up before he could say anything more.

Just then James came back in looking like the cat that swallowed the canary. Wearing a towel around his waist, his long hair dripping, he asked, “Who was that?”

“It was Alex,” I told him. “God, he hates me.”
 James looked concerned.

“What did he say?”
 I felt foolish.

“Nothing. I mean, he just… I don’t know. I just don’t think he likes me very much.”

“He’s just jealous,” James teased. “He always wants what I have, and I saw you first.” He crossed the room and wrapped me up in a hug.
“Wait, no,” I protested when his hands started exploring my half-naked body. ”You’ve got to get down to the Palace, James,” I told him. “Alex said something about a sound check.”

“Oh, bloody hell,” he complained. “God damn Alex and his sound checks.” And he started to kiss me again. Minutes later, we were rudely interrupted by a pounding on the door. I ran and hid in the bathroom while James opened the door just a crack to talk with Brian. I heard enough of the conversation to know that something was going on with Alex and everyone seemed to be walking on egg shells to avoid pissing him off further. James came back, looking embarrassed, and told me, “I’ve got to go, Jill. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I told him. “I’ve got a lot to do today and before you know it, I need to be back here. At the front desk, I mean. Not here, here,” I explained, gesturing around the room.

“But I want you here, here,” said James. “Promise. Okay?”

Okay? Yeah, it was more than okay. I told him that I probably couldn’t make it to the concert, but that I would meet him after my shift ended at midnight. He kissed me and hurried out and I lay back on the bed with a big smile on my face. Shivering with excitement at the thought of seeing him again that night, I allowed myself a few minutes of daydreaming, then hopped up and prepared to leave. Reaching into my bag for my keys, I suddenly realized that I was stranded—my car was still parked downtown in the Palace parking lot. I peeked out the window to check if the guys had left yet, but I couldn’t see the van or the wagon. I would be lucky if my car hadn’t been towed or stolen, I realized, as I picked up the phone on the nightstand and called Beth to have her come get me. She said she would, so I hunkered down in the room until I heard her honking her horn twenty minutes later. I would offer to buy her lunch or something. I hoped that she didn’t have Jesse with her, as I had a lot to tell her and none of it was rated ‘G.’

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My first visit to Sedona, AZ prompted me to start writing JEEP TOUR, my first novel. I fell in love with the red rocks and blue skies. My second novel is Guessing at Normal, a rock and roll love story. I am currently working on a sequel to JEEP TOUR, which will be based in Ireland. A hopeless romantic, I am married to the love of my life. I am mom to two young adults and three cats, and I enjoy reading, music and travel.

I am a professor in the School of Business & Information Technology at Springfield Technical Community College in Springfield, MA. I was the recipient of the Deliso Endowed Chair Award and was recently recognized by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts’s Department of Higher Education as one of “29 Who Shine”.

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Vanishing Act by Mark Love

February 8, 2016 Spotlight 0

VanishingAct_MED-1Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mystery
Series:  Jamie Richmond Mystery Book 2

Jamie Richmond is still discovering her way in the romantic relationship with the Malone when her best friend Linda Davis comes home. The beautiful Linda suddenly finds herself swept up in a whirlwind romance of her own with an older man, Dr. Vincent Schulte.

But not everything is all champagne and flowers for Linda. She’s become the target of a stalker. The problem escalates. Jamie is determined to protect her friend, but even she is at a loss when Linda suddenly disappears one cold, snowy day.

The police are searching for clues. Despite Malone’s attempts to keep Jamie on the sidelines, she is driven to find out what happened to Linda and where she could be. Despite her best intentions, Jamie has once again put herself in danger while trying to unravel the mystery.

 

SORM Excerpt
Talking quietly, trudging through the clumps of snow and ice, neither one of us heard him at first.

“It’s getting to the point where I just want to stay home,” she said quietly.

“You can’t hide, Linda. If you become a prisoner in your own home, then he wins. And you are much too strong a person to let that happen.”

She gave me a wan smile. “I know, it’s just…”

“Hey!” a gruff voice snapped at us from only a couple of feet away.

Linda let out a shriek of surprise. She lost her footing on the ice and crashed to the pavement. I saw a blocky shape, hidden in the shadows beyond the reach of the overhead lights. He took a menacing step forward, one hand clutching something tightly and extending it towards us.

“Run!” I screamed.

“Hey,” he snapped again.

I took a step toward him and planted my left foot on one of the few dry patches of pavement. Then I swung my right foot as hard as I could, as if I was about to nail a fifty-yard field goal to win the Super Bowl. Without realizing it, I braced for the impact. To this day, I’d swear I was aiming for his crotch. Maybe the pavement wasn’t dry after all. Or maybe suddenly shifting my weight to make that kick caused me to lose my balance. Or maybe I couldn’t really kick a guy in the balls. Or maybe he sensed what was happening and he took a step back.

In my peripheral vision, I could see Linda scrambling to her feet, already racing toward her car, clicking the remote control to unlock the doors. My leg continued its arc and just before making contact, my left foot shot out from underneath me.

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SORM About the Author
Mark Love lived for many years in the metropolitan Detroit area, where crime and corruption always prevalent. A former freelance reporter, Love honed his writing skills covering features and hard news.

He is the author of three previous mysteries, Fade Away, Desperate Measures, WHY 319? and three Jamie Richmond romance mysteries, Devious, Vanishing Act and Fleeing Beauty.

Love resides in west Michigan with his wife, Kim. He enjoys a wide variety of music, books, travel, cooking and the great outdoors. Love is currently working on his next novel.

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