Kathleen Ann Gallagher: A Summer’s Enchantment


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A Summer’s Enchantment

by Kathleen Ann Gallagher


GENRE:   contemporary/paranormal elements romance


Cassandra Wales, an independent and dedicated registered nurses is determined not to let her recent breakup to break her spirit. She moved in to her quaint cottage in The White Mountain Region of New Hampshire, and decorating is her top priority. A few clangs and whistles wasn’t about to scare her off. Nothing a little magic or a touch of sage couldn’t handle. She never expected to find an elderly woman, accompanied by her hot and sexy grandson, Jake, at her doorstep with an unusual request.

Jake Connor is an ambitious, up and coming lead singer in a rock band. When his grandmother has a dream about her late husband, and she asks him to drive her over to their first home, he doesn’t question her motives. Instead, he meets the woman of his dreams. How can he expect her to take a back seat while he pursues his big break in the exciting world of rock and roll?

Cassandra can’t resist Jake’s magnetism, yet she has her doubts about a man who has women begging for his attention. Can he be the one she has been waiting for or will their different worlds put a halt to their budding romance?



His tight-fitted, short-sleeved shirt lifted, giving her a clear view of his six-pack. He probably had women lined up at his doorstep. It wasn’t like her to gawk at a guy. The array of emotions she was experiencing made her woozy. She was attracted to a total stranger and she enjoyed it. All thoughts of her decorating project took a back seat to her raging hormones. Her focus was supposed to be on her new home, not a hot, sexy guy in a great pair of jeans. She took a deep breath in an attempt to get it together. He inched closer, and she got a whiff of his sensual cologne. Steadying herself, a silly thought popped in her head. She envisioned him kissing her. Wishful thinking on her part, but she’d never admit it. Jake didn’t have to do or say another thing to pique her interest. He’d done that already.

The intensity of his stare sent shivers down her spine. “Look, I know this is sudden, but how’d you like to meet me a week from Friday at Shark’s, on Willow Drive? We’re heading the bill and I’d love for you to hear us jam.”

He reached out to touch her arm. “Say you’ll come. Please? No pressure, but my grandmother is waiting.”

He gave a boyish grin. His sensuous full lips tempted her to imagine a romantic interlude. Her head spun. Never in her life had she found a man so tantalizing. She let out a playful giggle, feeling the butterflies in her stomach grow.

“I’d love to hear you play again.” A real date might be better, but a slow start sounded good for now. The unexpected invitation nearly floored her.

“Can you make it this Friday night? I promise to spend breaks with you.” He kept his eyes on her, making his request hard to resist.

“I think I can make it.” “You think? Try to be there. I’ll sing a song especially for you.” She felt the heat on her face.

“Okay, I’ll do my best to make it. It’s nice of you to invite me. Thanks.” Her heart pounded in her chest. She couldn’t believe she had made a date with a man she met briefly, right in front of her house.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Kathleen writes contemporary and paranormal romance in her home in New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and their two fur babies, Luc and Chaz. She spent years working as a registered nurse in an emergency room. She is also active in Community Theater. 

She has three children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might run into Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat and sipping on an iced tea as she plots her next romance novel.

Kathleen loves to hear from her readers. You can find her here.


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Twitter: https://twitter.com/Kathleenwrites


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Sally J. Smith & Jean Steffens: Kangaroo Dreams


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Author Interview

1. Woohoo! You are a published author. Describe a strong character trait you possess, good or bad, and how it helped you become a published author.

Sally and I subscribe to the theory that talent’s nice, but discipline is where it’s at. It’s one of the main factors that allow us to work well together as writing partners.

2. Sometimes an author begins writing a story before they are aware of its genre. Did you choose your genre, or did it choose you?

Our genre chose us: Mystery. It’s what we read.

3. The plot thickens, or does it? Which one are you, a pantser or a plotter?

Sally and I plot our books before we start the writing process. We write a detailed synopsis usually 8-10 pages, then we use it as an outline to write the book. Our outlines are fluid, always changing as we move forward in a book, but we have a hard beginning, middle, and end when we start.

4. Yes, deadlines are terrifying. Have you conquered the juggling act between writing and the rest of your life? What do you do when it feels like the balls are dropping all around you?

We have never missed a deadline. If it comes close we just add an extra day or two. Like we said…discipline is the key to making deadlines. Can’t think of a time when any of the balls we keep in the air have fallen—at least not yet.

We are professionals who keep a writing schedule 3 days a week, rain or shine, you see, and our families sometimes pay the price of our commitment in terms of home-cooked meals, clean T-shirts, and dust bunnies in the corners. They’re our heroes, eating take-out without complaint and even doing their own laundry. We’re stumped by how a writer could manage the discipline required for our chosen profession without the backup teams similar to those we have.

5. Where is your favorite place to write? Add that one comfort food that you can’t do without.

We have a dedicated space for writing. Sally and Jean write side-by-side so we are able to see each other’s computer screens. There is soft music playing in the background. The coffee pot is nearby along with plenty of bottled water. Our comfort food is chocolate and coffee.

6. Writing inspirations?

Jean: I’m inspired by exciting movies (action films like John Wick, XXX, Taken) and shows on television (NCIS, Coroner, Death in Paradise, Blacklist).

Sally: Stories just come to me. I dream them sometimes. Sometimes they just pop into my head, from where exactly I don’t really know—life experiences? Things I hear? People I see? Places I’ve been? Tough to say where the inspiration really comes from.

7. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

Jean is a faithful fan of Stuart Woods. I would ask Stuart his writing technique.

Sally reads such a variety of authors, it’s hard to say who’s the favorite. Maybe Robert B. Parker. I think I’ve read every word the man ever wrote. I hope I have to wait a long time before meeting him (deceased, you know), but I might ask him how he instilled such richness into his characters while keeping them grounded to the plot.

8. I’ve gone mad – why don’t you come with me? Some people just don’t understand us writers. Name a quirky, writer-thing you do that friends wish you didn’t.

Jean: I’m a people watcher, and I tend to ask people to join me in running fake conversations that people across the room might be talking about, say at a restaurant or store.

Sally: Quirky? Me? What you talkin’ ’bout, Willis? I do tend to be distracted when a project isn’t going well, but I never really thought of that as quirky, more like irritating.


Kangaroo Dreaming

by Sally J. Smith & Jean Steffens


GENRE:    Mystery





Digby Sloan, Aussie private eye, loves his mum, and is loyal as a Queensland Heeler. Now he’s in London handcuffed to a kangaroo. Kangaroo Dreaming, a valuable aboriginal totem, must make it safely to a London museum for exhibition, and Digby is the one in charge. But within hours of his arrival, the roo is stolen and the curator is murdered. His bosses blame Digby for the theft and insist he stay to help London Metropolitan recover Kangaroo Dreaming. That’s all well and good, except the lead cop keeps getting in Digby’s way. The case puts everyone in peril, including Digby Sloan, who might not make it back alive to the Land Down Under to find out if he even still has a job.



I rode him as hard as I could straight across the clearing and headed dead-on for the pond in the center of it.

Falstaff’s heavy breath smoked the air. His body beneath me was soaked in sweat. The white of his wild eyes shone in the night. He carried me straight toward the water.

“Now!” I yelled in pure reaction, shifted my weight, and leaned.

Falstaff’s direction changed with such a jolt it wasn’t hard for me to do what I had to do.

The momentum launched me off his back. I was an unguided missile. My arms and legs flailed everywhere.

I slammed against the dark water, but it may as well have been a concrete slab. The wind blew from my lungs. Every inch of me cried out in pain.

The frigid pond waters closed over my head. I sank like a stone.

I headed for the slimy bottom. No. Up. Go up. I fought for the surface, pushed, kicked, and clawed. But there was no strength in my arms or my legs. No breath in my body. My tortured lungs were in agony. My brain was fuzzy. My body numb. I couldn’t see.

Sweet Mary, Mother of God.

I was drowning.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Sally J. Smith and Jean Steffens, are partners in crime—crime writing, that is. They live in the Valley of the Sun in Arizona, awesome for eight months out of the year, an inferno the other four. They write bloody murder, flirty romance, and wicked humor all in one package.

Website:  http://www.smithandsteffens.com

Email: smithandsteffens@cox.net

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Smith-and-Steffens/406147242823342?fref=ts

Twitter:  https://twitter.com/SmithSteffens


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LA Dragoni: Ghost Touch

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Ghost Touch

by LA Dragoni

GENRE: Paranormal Romance


For fifteen minutes each night a portal opens in Tamara’s barn and a horde of ghosts spills into her yard. She and Dex work together to find a way to help Cal and the thousands of spirits stuck in the void to cross over. When she learns she has the ghost touch—the ability to touch the ghosts as if they were corporeal—and she accidentally helps a little boy cross, she believes it might be possible. But not all the spirits play nice and when they learn they can sip energy from her ghost touch, they become greedy putting her life at risk.

Each time Cal has to pull her from the mass of ghosts, her touch restores him more and more until he is at danger of being stuck on earth—forever, which is very enticing to Tamara the better she knows him. Will she and Dex figure out how to help the spirits cross and if they do, will she be able to let Cal go?



An unnatural blue-white light spilled outward, making her squint. Blinding bright in the center, it faded to murky shadows in the corners. Tamara’s heart all but stopped when shapes developed within the bright center. A crowd of people surged forward, scattering in all directions across her yard.

There were so many. Panic filled Tamara while she tried to figure out what to do, how to defend herself against so many. Who were all these people? Why had they been in her barn? Why is that man digging?

“Hey, stop!” she yelled.

A woman in a torn red dress stumbled up the hill reminding Tamara of herself in last night’s dream. The woman’s long blond hair streamed behind her in the windless night. She continually glanced over her shoulder, a terrified expression gnarling her beautiful face, though no one pursued her.

Then a single man sauntered forward, his attention intent on Tamara. The bright light behind him made it impossible for her to make out any detail, but his manner seemed equal parts commanding and relaxed. Her heart fluttered madly, and she felt the muzzle of the rifle dip toward the ground as she considered fleeing. A flat, wide-brimmed cowboy hat sat straight on his head. Well-worn leather chaps covered his bowed legs. Strange clicking noises accompanied him across the lawn. As he drew closer his image sharpened. When Tamara saw his face, she lowered the gun barrel. “Sheesh, I am dreaming.”

She looked into the skinless face of her latest nightmare.

“Ma’am, I can assure you, this is no dream.”


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

LA Dragoni isn’t too particular about who falls in love or where they fall in love. She simply considers it her job to capture the story about their love. Whether it’s paranormal, mythical, or time travel, LA will be there to divine their story for you. She lives in Central Oregon with her husband and children, but haunts ghost towns and cemeteries up and down the west, in search of the next adventure to sift through her storytelling brain.


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Interview: Layla of Dark Love Rising

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Get to know my heroine Layla. She’s taking a few questions in the green room. Fresh from the pages of my new paranormal romance Dark Love Rising.


Interview: Layla, Vampire Goddess

  1. Layla, what is your greatest fear? That my sister Tamara will accomplish her goal: to create an army of Dark Ones and conquer the world.
  1. What do you do best? What is the perfect location for this action? I kill Tamara’s newborns. With my maker’s blood, I am stronger than they will ever be. Location? The world.
  1. What drives you to do the things you do? Long ago, I should have loved, lived a full life and left this earth when it was time. But I was denied my love and my meeting with Anubis, the god of all souls when my maker damned me for all eternity.
  1. When you are introduced to humans, are you happy to meet them?  Your question should be: are they happy to meet me? If they live long enough to consider that thought then, yes, I would say I was happy to meet them. 🙂

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Rayna Noire on Tour: Glimmer


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Stunning foggy landscape


Interview:  Meara Cleary, the main character

1. Give up three of your deepest, darkest secrets.  Living in the convent, didn’t allow us many secrets. Keeping a confidence would be forbidden, but sisters still did it. My biggest secret is I have taken advantage of the hole in the wall behind the berry bush. I used it to sneak out to the surrounding woods.

2. If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be? I would go back in time and meet my parents.

3. A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less? Her Life Had Meaning. Right now, I’m confused about where I belong. Even though I would have made a troublesome nun. Still, this world is so new and I don’t know where I fit in.

4. If money were not an object, where would you most like to live? My goal is to get back the farm my father ended up dying for. I assumed I could take it because it was my birthright, but I may have to buy it. Money would be very helpful. The farm perches on the edge between Wales and England.


Meara Cleary fills in the blanks:

5. I can never be like the other girls because of my background.

6. The next time I go into town I will refuse to have anything to with Braeden Douglas. It doesn’t matter if he’s handsome and friendly. He’s not for me.

7. Why do I always look behind me? In the convent, I wanted to make sure no one witnessed me doing something I wasn’t supposed to. Out in the world, I still feel as if someone or something is watching me.

8. My favorite flavor is anything sweet because we never had sweet treats inside the convent.

9. I love the outdoors because I feel the most at home there.

10. How much uncertainty can you take? Why? Before my uncle’s arrival, I never knew my parents. The other sisters made up stories, most weren’t flattering. I had no noble family waiting for me, ready to sweep me off to the castle. Living with not knowing allows me to be able to adapt situations. I guess I never ever had any place I could call home, but I do hope to change that soon.

11. Name one thing you must do before you die, and why. I went from picking berries inside the walls to knowing I have to help turn the tide of evil spreading across the continents. Unfortunately, I don’t know how, but might die trying.


Stunning foggy landscape


by Rayna Noire


GENRE:  Historical Fantasy





For seventeen years, the convent walls kept Meara Cleary from the secret of her own parentage. A bearded stranger claims she’s his niece and promises to take her home. Before he can, a cataclysmic event thrusts her into a war-torn world.  Meara vows to journey to Ireland to find her uncle, unaware of how perilous a journey it will be. Her Druidic father guides her through dreams, explaining her magical heritage. Her dead parent can’t help her with the intricacies of village life, especially when she catches the eye of the very engaged Braeden.  A whirlwind composed of equal parts menace, romance, and revelation sweep Meara across the continent while gathering allies and enemies with equal speed. Her intent to return to her family turns into a fight to survive her own destiny.



England 1915

Even though the sisters accepted that their God took male form, they seldom spoke of the male gender at all. This other sex could roam free outside the walls without worrying about falling prey to the temptations of the world.

“Make haste, Mary.” Mother Superior slapped her hands together, which bespoke her irritation.

Meara shook off her initial fear and strode into the room, stopping short past the door. The smiling man’s expression changed as he sent a sharp look at the Mother Superior.

“You told me her name was Meara.”

Her heart leapt. Outside of Sister Gabriella whispering her name when she asked for details about her birth, she’d never ever heard another person say it. Mentally, she called herself Meara in an effort not to lose that slender thread that connected her to her mother.

The woman swung around so fast her black veil fluttered from the motion. Even though she couldn’t see her expression, Meara knew it would be stern enough to cause trembling in the most stalwart of the sisters. The man did not seem intimidated. Strange.

“Meara is a heathen name. Even though her mother chose to name her Meara, I chose the name of Mary to inspire the child who came from a sinful union.”

A low growl emanated from the man’s throat. The other man placed a hand on his shoulder while speaking loud enough for her to hear. “Careful, Simon, don’t be doing something you might regret.”

He shook off the man’s hand before addressing Mother Superior. “Meara is my mother’s name, a good Celtic name my sister chose to keep in the family. It means the sea. As for my sister, you slander her good name. She was married to one of your kinsmen, an Englishman.” He spat the last word as if it were poison and needed to be out of his mouth. “Meara, come closer.” He gestured to a nearby chair.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Rayna Noire is an author and a historian. The desire to uncover the truth behind the original fear of witches led her to the surprising discovery that people believed in magick in some form up to 150 years ago. A world that believed the impossible could happen and often did must have been amazing. With this in mind, Ms. Noire taps into this dimension, shapes it into stories about Pagan families who really aren’t that different from most people. They do go on the occasional adventures and magick happens.






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Release Day Giveaway Feb 1-7: Dark Love Rising by Danita Minnis

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Dark Love Rising is available now on Amazon! Click the link above to visit Quinn and Layla and take a look inside their love story.

I’m celebrating the release of my new vampire romance with a week-long giveaway.  Here’s what you do:

1. Enter the rafflecopter below between February 1st – February 7th. Comment as often as you like on my rafflecopter question for a chance to win.

2. Follow me on social media – Facebook, Twitter, Instagram  – just to name a few but you get the point: follow me wherever you are and wherever you can find me.  Bonus: If you’re already following me somewhere, let me know and you’ll get those points added to the rafflecopter.

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Dark Love Rising

By Danita Minnis

Former MI6 agent Xavier Quinn would say that you’re daft if you think he will stop killing for a living. But that is exactly what is about to happen. Very soon now, Quinn will start killing to stay alive. On the run after taking out the wrong man, Quinn would die a happy man if he could just live long enough to ruin the Parliament member who set him up.

Layla, a 2,000 year old vampire with a moral code, has other plans for the contract killer. When she awakens to the sound of a dark rising, she enlists Quinn to join her on a mission to save humanity from her twin sister Tamara.

But Quinn is just the kind of man that a cold-blooded killer like Tamara needs in her world. A man like Quinn, who never believed in humanity, has only one belief; self-preservation. Being a vampire sounds much better than staying human in the game of kill or be killed. Will he stay alive long enough to find out how Layla’s love can change the equation?



I have to tell you, Dark Love Rising was a journey for me. Writer’s block is crazy, ya’ll but I’m on a roll now! Characters are talking in my head – won’t shut up. This is how I felt when I was writing the Cardiff novels. Feels soooooo good to be writing again! On to the next! I’m thinking a castle and a modern day damsel in distress…


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Eve Langlais: Becoming Dragon



Becoming Dragon

by Eve Langlais

GENRE: Contemporary Romance


I’m a monster. That’s what Brandon thinks when he flees the medical institute that changed him. Living a normal life isn’t in the cards for him because, while he can hide his scaly skin, his wings are hard to miss. So he runs and lives in the shadows where monsters belong. What he didn’t expect to find were others just like him, and they call themselves dragons.



“What do you mean, what am I?” Her brow crinkled. “I am the same thing you are.” Her shoulders drew back, her head tilted imperially, and for a moment, shadowy wings glistened silver at her back. “We are dragon.”

At her serious claim, he gaped then snorted before he outright laughed.

“Why are you giggling?” She seemed perturbed at his reaction.

“Men don’t giggle. We guffaw. And I’m guffawing because that is the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard. I’m no dragon. I’m nothing anymore but a fucking mess.” Bitter words for a bitter fate.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author

Hello, my name is Eve. I’m a stay at home mom who writes full time in between juggling my three kids, hubby, and housework, I write hot romance with a bit of a twist. I like strong alpha males, naked chests and shifters. Lots of different breeds of shifters. I am also extremely partial to aliens, you know the kind who abduct their woman and then drive them insane…with pleasure of course.I love to write, and while I don’t always know what my mind is going to come up with next, I can promise it will be fun, probably humorous and most of all romantic, because I love a happily ever after.


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Web page to find out all there is about Eve: http://evelanglais.com/

Twitter: @evelanglais


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Emily Mims: Mist


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Author Interview

1. Woohoo! You are a published author. Describe a strong character trait you possess, good or bad, and how it helped you become a published author. The main character trait that makes me write is persistence.  I have stories I want to tell and am not going to quit until that story is on paper (or in the machine).

2. Sometimes an author begins writing a story before they are aware of its genre. Did you choose your genre, or did it choose you? I very much chose my genre.  I fell in love with romance many years ago and wrote the first book on a dare.

3. The plot thickens, or does it? Which one are you, a pantser or a plotter? I am a serious plotter.  When I have my characters firmly in my mind, I sit down with a Big Chief and write a detailed, chapter-by-chapter plot of everything that is going to happen.  This prevents a lot of writer’s block even if writing the plots themselves is a slow form of torture.

4. Fear 101: As writers it is our duty to make our characters face their fears. Have you ever included one of your own fears in a storyline? Sure-fear of failure, fear of not being good enough, fear of life passing me by (which is really hasn’t)-I don’t know how a writer can write about a fear they haven’t at least had a little taste of.

5. Fear 102: Yes, deadlines are terrifying. Have you conquered the juggling act between writing and the rest of your life? What do you do when it feels like the balls are dropping all around you? I have a strict writing schedule that I stick to.  It doesn’t hurt that I’m retired from my day job.  Back when I was juggling teaching, writing and two young children, I had a lot of help from my wonderful husband.

6. Switch positions with one of your main characters in a scene. What is the outcome, disaster or divine intervention? Depending on the story it could be either.  But the outcome would be reached much more quickly.  I have a tendency to cut to the chase and get things resolved one way or the other.

7. Where is your favorite place to write? Add that one comfort food that you can’t do without. At the desk I have set up in front of the big picture window at our lake house.  I can see the beach and the water.  The house and the lakeside community it is in were some serious inspiration in writing the Texas Hill Country series.  Comfort food?  Cheese spread on a rice cracker.

8. Writing inspirations? It can be anything.  Texas Hill Country series was inspired mostly by my love for the Hill Country and our lake home on Lake Buchanan.  The Smoky Blue series was inspired by my love of old mountain music-I play both Kylie Richards’ dulcimer and the ukulele of Leilani Mahuiki (Evergreen), and my characters play the same songs my dulcimer and ukulele groups play.

9. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them? Nora Roberts.  Two questions for her.  What is your next trade series going to be about, and when are you going to let Eve Dallas and Roarke have a baby?

10. I’ve gone mad – why don’t you come with me? Some people just don’t understand us writers. Name a quirky, writer-thing you do that friends wish you didn’t. I space out sometimes when my mind goes off on a plotting or character tangent.



by Emily Mims

GENRE: Romance/romantic suspense





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.



Ren got a soda out of the fridge and scrolled down to Sawyer Ellison’s number.  “So what did you learn over the weekend?” Sawyer demanded without preamble.

“Damn little.  There was one odd incident but the rest of the weekend was on the up and up.”

“So tell me about the odd incident.”

Ren recounted Royce’s remark and Kylie’s reaction to it.  “I wouldn’t have thought so much about the crack if it hadn’t been for her reaction.  What he said, it really got to her.”

“Interesting.  And then there’s the question of whether he just made a random nasty crack that inadvertently hit the nail on the head or whether he really knows something.  So give me his name, the clown who made the crack, and I’ll see what I can find out about him.”

Ren gave Sawyer both Royce and Archer’s names.  “But again, except for her reaction to that crack out of Royce, I saw absolutely nothing amiss all weekend, and we were together most of the time.  She did nothing even remotely suspicious.  So I have to ask: is Kylie the only one responsible, or is somebody else involved?”


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.”













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Ally Shields: Ghost Witching


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Author Interview

1. Woohoo! You are a published author. Describe a strong character trait you possess, good or bad, and how it helped you become a published author.

Persistence. I kept rewriting, editing, and querying my first fantasy through 167 agent rejections over three years. After a final major overhaul, I changed tactics and submitted to three small publishers, received positive responses from two, and signed a contract with one of them. Ironically, I’ve had agents approach me since then, but I’ve stayed with my original publisher through twelve books (with two more scheduled for 2017).

2. Sometimes an author begins writing a story before they are aware of its genre. Did you choose your genre, or did it choose you?

It definitely chose me. The story that became Awakening the Fire (Guardian Witch #1) started out to be a mystery with a small town cop. On writing day three, she told me she was a witch. I had to stop writing and create an entire fantasy world with supernatural creatures before I could continue writing three or four weeks later.

I enjoyed the genre so much I’ve continued to write urban fantasy, setting the Otherworld characters within a contemporary city. The Maggie York Paranormal Mystery novels are the first where the heroine is a human who discovers she has gifts that allow her to see ghosts and use magic.

3. The plot thickens, or does it? Which one are you, a pantser or a plotter?

I’m a pantser, but I’ve learned to outline as I write in order to remember exactly what I’ve written and where I put it! I envy those who can outline, because I’m constantly worried I’ll go off on a tangent that doesn’t fit the real story. I often know the next scene or two ahead, but usually my characters just take over as I type. This style requires me to edit as I go. Working without an outline, I leave plot holes that must be filled and corrected as soon as I discover them before they’re buried and forgotten.

4. Fear 101: As writers it is our duty to make our characters face their fears. Have you ever included one of your own fears in a storyline?

Claustrophobia has surfaced a couple of times in my life (mostly under restraint), and I made Arianna, the main character in the Guardian Witch series, face a related fear in two of the novels (underground tunnels).

5. Fear 102: Yes, deadlines are terrifying. Have you conquered the juggling act between writing and the rest of your life? What do you do when it feels like the balls are dropping all around you?

You’re kidding, right? No, I’ve never figured out how to balance anything. But when the balls are dropping, I prioritize and deal with them one by one. I won’t start on the next until each is completely finished. It still bothers me to interrupt writing when edits for the previous book land in my inbox. Jumping back and forth just isn’t in my DNA, so I have to set one manuscript aside while I focus on the other. So far it’s always worked out in the end.

6. Switch positions with one of your main characters in a scene. What is the outcome, disaster or divine intervention?

Since I have no magical powers, I’m afraid it would be a disaster. When facing crisis situations, I tend to stick around, but I’d quickly be in over my head in the Otherworld.

7. Where is your favorite place to write? Add that one comfort food that you can’t do without.

I have a wonderful writer’s cave, a spare bedroom I turned into an office. I have everything I need at my fingertips, truly a place I enjoy spending time. I always have a coffee cup or a diet coke on the desktop, but rarely bring in food. I find I forget to eat it. The two comfort foods that have made their way into this inner sanctum are bagels in the morning or pizza in the evening.

8. Writing inspirations?

Primarily life experiences, places I’ve been, people I know or have observed, things I’ve done. But the story lines can come from anywhere—the news, an offshoot of another book, a “what if” brainstorming session. My characters come to me first, and I think about what this character would do. Especially, what would lead them into trouble?

9. You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?

There are so many to choose from… Let’s say David Baldacci, author of The Camel Club spy thriller series, among others. I’d like to know if he plans to continue that series, and if so, when will the next Oliver Stone be available?

10. I’ve gone mad – why don’t you come with me? Some people just don’t understand us writers. Name a quirky, writer-thing you do that friends wish you didn’t.

Horrible time management. I’ve been known to miss social engagements or leave them to rush home to write a scene that finally came to me. My friends and family complain I become reclusive while in the throes of writing that next book. What they don’t understand is I’m not alone on those occasions. I’m immersed in a magical world, surrounded by book friends. 🙂


Ghost Witching (Maggie York Paranormal Mystery #2)

by Ally Shields


GENRE:   paranormal/mystery/romance




Too many ghosts is never a good thing… Detectives Maggie York and Josh Brandt’s latest murder case comes at the wrong moment. She just moved out on him and wants to “cool it.” But complications throw them together more than usual. Even for New Orleans, the case is unique—with way too many suspects and creepy things—ghosts, snakes, curses, not to mention the witches.  Maggie and Josh try to make sense of it all and resist finding consolation in each other’s arms. Then Josh’s ex-fiancee, a curvy blonde, arrives from Boston, making a touchy situation impossible. But this killer won’t wait for them to sort out their personal lives, and the situation spins out of control…



“Valerie Preston, age sixty-one,” said the older of the two patrol cops who’d found the body. He checked his palm-sized notebook. “Lived alone. Widow of real estate businessman, Clive Preston, who’s been dead five years or more. Neighbor last saw her yesterday afternoon about five bringing home groceries.” He put his notes in his shirt pocket. “Looks like the snake killed her.”

“Maybe.” Josh learned forward to inspect the bite marks, and a shock of dark hair fell over his forehead. Maggie’s attention drifted to his strong profile, the sculpted cheekbones, the full black lashes. He hadn’t shaved this morning, and she imagined the dark bristles scraping softly across her skin. Whoa, girl. Another example of why they needed to step back from their relationship. They’d grown too close, too intense, placing their on-the-job partnership at risk.

A week ago, Josh had played the alpha male, stepping into a situation she could have handled, and it had nearly gotten him killed. They’d argued for days, and yesterday—after living with him the past four months—she’d moved back to her own apartment. Ostensibly to think it over, reassess. But Maggie wasn’t sure what would happen to them next. In spite of their casual, matter-of-fact conversation since he’d picked her up at her apartment a half hour ago, raw tension simmered under the surface.

The tightening of Josh’s jaw muscle, as it did when he held back strong emotion, sharpened her focus back to the scene…where it belonged. He looked up at the two patrolmen. “Hard way to die. Who shot the snake?”


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Ally Shields grew up in the Midwest along the Mississippi River, still considers herself “a river rat,” and currently resides near Des Moines. After a career in law and juvenile justice, she turned to full-time fiction writing in 2009. Her first urban fantasy, Awakening the Fire (Guardian Witch #1) was published in 2012, and she currently has twelve published novels. She loves to travel in the US and abroad and incorporates many of those settings into her books. Ms. Shields welcomes reader contact through her website and can frequently be found on Twitter.


Web links:

Website:  http://allyshields.com

Blog:     http://allyshields.com/blog.html

Twitter:  http://twitter.com/ShieldsAlly

Goodreads:  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6527209.Ally_Shields

Amazon Author Page:    http://www.amazon.com/Ally-Shields/e/B009AKNDZU

Google+:    https://plus.google.com/u/0/100652807699295011703/posts

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Patrice Locke: Exit Signs


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Character Interview: Tracy Price

Tracy Price, 32 years old. Documentary film researcher, narrator of “Exit Signs” by Patrice Locke.

1. Give up three of your deepest, darkest secrets. Can’t tell you the biggest one. I’m saving that for the plot of “Exit Signs,” the story of my life, or the most important part of it anyway. But I can tell you:

• When I was 13 I predicted that I would marry Green Day…all of them.
• I say my favorite book is “Crime and Punishment” by Dostoyevsky, but it’s actually “Are You My Mother?” by P.D. Eastman. What can I say? My grandmother read it to me after my mother died. But kudos to Dostoyevsky for trying.
• I know the script of “Pretty Woman” by heart and believe the solution to all the world’s problems can be found therein. “Take care of You.” “You look hot tonight.” “Carlos would bust something if he could see you in that outfit.” See? “Maybe you could buy some diamonds and a horse.” Covers all the bases.

2. If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be? It’s got to be mindreading. Someone I know has a very annoying habit of reading my mind. And it’s a little cluttered up there generally, so I don’t enjoy someone rooting around unaccompanied and uninvited. Also, when it comes to that mindreading person I have had some thoughts about him that he has no business knowing. The man’s ego is large enough already.

3. A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less? My name is Tracy Price, so I have the perfect title. “The Price is Right.”

4. If money were not an object, where would you most like to live? I hate to brag, but lately money has not been an issue. Can’t say exactly why, just that things are working out better than I ever dreamed. And I’m still living in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Wouldn’t want to live anywhere else, though I’m ready to do some travelling. I’d like to rent a place by the ocean, both in California and on the coast of England. Hey, like I said, money is not an issue presently. I may have turned out to be a gold digger after all.

5. I can never narrate a documentary about the Viennese Lippizaner stallions because the word PRANCE cracks me up every time.

6. The next time I meet a semi-famous rock star I will not fall at his feet, literally or figuratively. Also, I will wear some sort of gag to make sure I do not make any inappropriate remarks. You know, a surgical mask might work. I could claim I have the flu…

7. Why do I always say exactly what I’m thinking when it’s something stupid and keep quiet when I should be confessing serious emotions?

8. My favorite flavor is always evolving because I am a snack virtuoso. Chocolate sauce for meatballs? I’ve done it. Rattlesnake meat wrapped in cotton candy? Not yet, but I’m thinking about it. How about tuna suspended in orange jello? See? I’m a prodigy.

9. I love my work partner Darren because I couldn’t be a genius without him. He says I’m the beauty and he’s the brains, but he’s actually both of those. I’m in awe, but don’t tell him. It would ruin our balance of power.

10. How much honesty can you take? I’ll take a small helping, please. Why? I’m afraid too much straight talk will hurt my feelings.

11. Name one thing you must do before you die, and why. I want to go to Bucharest to see where my grandmother grew up. Maybe I could dig up some relatives as well, not literally, of course. Though it is in Romania, so possibly I could star in a sequel to “Exit Signs.” How about, “Who’s Your Daddy? Dracula!”


Exit Signs

by Patrice Locke


GENRE:   Romantic Comedy





Tracy Price has a documentary-style life until rockstar Jesse Elliot rewrites her script and takes the wheel to drive her crazy. In her quest to find a writer missing since the 1930’s, Tracy thinks she has discovered exactly how to handle her new relationship. But she may be listening to the wrong voice.  Then Tracy and Jesse find out they’ve both been keeping some big secrets, and the truth may ruin everything. Will sharing the missing writer’s story open both their hearts?



Jesse lunged toward me. It was too late. I had already launched. He reached out but didn’t connect. Instead, I broke the trajectory of my upper body by grabbing him at chest level and sliding down. He was pushed backward into the table, which stabilized our ungainly host-parasite tableau. He softened my landing so that physically I was fine, but my pride was ready for intensive care.

Heaped at his feet, like a demented penitent, I hugged his knees, my face pressed flat into his thighs. I might as well stay down. What’s worse? To stand up and face you, or remain here, nestled between your legs? What do you think? Then, the finishing touch: I erupted into nervous, snorting laughter. He guessed there was no serious injury.

“It’s nice to see you, too. You are okay, aren’t you? Can you stand?” He reached for my arms to unwrap them from his legs and help me up. I jammed my eyelids together to conjure up a do-over, but no such luck.

I would have to deal with it.

He held my elbows in his hands. “I guess we were both in a hurry to see each other.”

I do appreciate your attempt to lighten the mood, but you are standing SO close. I can feel your body heat. Or is that mine? By the way, you smell tart and fresh, like a lime.

I stared at his shoulder. My dignity meter was stuck on empty.

“Enthusiastic greeting. Thanks for that.” He was blatantly amused.

“It was nothing.” I stepped backward to regain a semblance of independence. Don’t mock me. But, you did go to all the trouble to bring your hair. And your eyes. I might forgive you for witnessing my disgrace. That hair.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

As a journalist, Patrice Locke wrote a lot of stories with unhappy and even tragic endings.
Facts are facts, and a writer doesn’t mess with facts.

But fiction is another world. Patrice began writing novels, where she could control the endings and make them as happy as she wants. The best thing about fiction, she says, is having time to think before her characters speak, so they can say the things most of us only come up with after the perfect moment has passed.

She loves to write, read, and watch romantic comedies where life always turns out the way it should. Her only obsessive relationships are with semicolons and Oxford commas.

Though she doesn’t like to brag, Patrice is an award-winning artist. She won a gold and diamond watch when she was 13 for decorating a turkey drumstick bone to look like Batman. Alas, that was her last recognition in the fine arts.

Patrice lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, where the blue sky is brilliant, the air is thin, and the vistas are breathtaking. She is none of those things, which is one reason she enjoys living among them.

Webpage: http://www.patricelocke.com/index.html

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