Friday, 17 October 2014

The Lords of Foxwoods Hall - Release Day



Hi everyone.


Well, the official release day for the Lords of Foxwoods Hall has finally arrived. *Cue the trumpets and release the doves*

 
It’s a boxed set of Capturing Bliss and Seizing Heaven. So you get double the Reynard men in the one set.

 

 
Capturing Bliss

In 12th-century England, love isn’t part of the marriage equation. But Lady Blissot de Woodville adores her younger sister too much to see her suffer such a fate. Instead, Bliss recklessly switches places with her sister—and marries a total stranger under false pretenses! Fortunately, she soon discovers she shares a rare passion and genuine love with her new husband, the ardent Lord William Reynard. Yet the happier Bliss becomes, the more her secret weighs heavily on her heart…because one desperate lie could destroy everything she’s come to cherish.


Seizing Heaven

Lord Savaric Reynard is intent on marrying the widow of Blackstone Manor, that is, until fate and the Reynard betrothal ring get in the way. On his way to meet the widow, Savaric is waylaid by Rosamund, an artist and a traveler. He doesn’t believe in magic or the old family legend that the Reynard betrothal ring has the power to choose the right and true bride. Savaric soon discovers he can try and run from Fate, but one way or another it just might catch up with him.
 

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Seizing Heaven

 

Savaric stared at the bedraggled girl who stood shivering in front of his fire. Rosamund’s dark eyes stared out from her pale face, and her hair fell like wet, twisted skeins of black silk. Her dark green dress was soaked, and its skirts dripped onto the stone hearth. The thin, worn material hugged the girl’s slender form. Too thin...she was too thin. A frail spiral of guilt rose inside of him. Why hadn’t he noticed that before, and how could he have left her to the mercy of the storm? But there was something else mixed with the guilt...a feeling, a reaction that had no place within him. His mind was set and his future mapped out; for the sake of Foxwoods, he was to wed Marsilia. So why did his eyes linger on Rosamund’s loveliness? His body reacted to her dark and dangerous beauty, hardening, clenching, and straining to touch. He was reminded of the tales his father had told him when he was a boy. Ancient tales, all about the sprites and faeries of the tangled woods...beings from the hidden world who tricked and lured men to their doom. Was Rosamund woman or sprite? Was she there to lure him from his path?

“Be gracious, Savaric. Rosamund has travelled through the storm to return our family’s ring. A task she did not have to do.” Amice handed her nephew the pouch. “I trust from now on you will guard it better?”

Savaric heard his aunt’s soft rebuke as his fingers closed over the leather. “You have my word, Aunt Amice. I will not be parted from it again.” Looking back at Rosamund, he gave her a brief nod. “You have my thanks, Lady. ’Twas a good deed, and one I will compensate you for.” The faster she was gone from under his roof, the faster he would find peace.

The girl straightened, and her eyes narrowed when she addressed him. “Sir, I do not want your coin.”

“Then what do you want? Come, you came to Foxwoods with a purpose.”

“I want nothing from you, Lord Reynard. I was honour-bound to return the ring, and I need no money for that.” Rosamund’s voice was even, but he saw a spark of indignation in her eyes.

“And what do you know of honour?” The words slipped out of Savaric’s mouth before he could stop them.

“Savaric!” Amice gasped.

“More than you, I wager,” Rosamund said as her hands fisted by her sides. “I have returned your possession, and yet you choose to insult me. You may be a fine lord, but I found better manners and more kindness from a woodcutter I passed on the road.”

Rosamund stepped away from the hearth and dropped into curtsy before Amice. “May God grant you blessings, Lady. I thank you for your sweet words, but I should leave. ’Tis better that way.”

“Nay, I will not have it. I will not allow you to go back into the tempest. I insist that you accept our hospitality. You will have dry clothes, a warm bed, and food. We are in your debt, child, and once Savaric recovers his manners, he will be in agreement.” Amice stood up and took the girl’s hand. “Now, I shall not hear another word about it.”

Savaric saw the hurt in Rosamund’s eyes, and another wisp of guilt fanned over him. She made him react, and it confused him beyond reason. “Forgive my words. My aunt is correct, Rosamund. You are welcome and safe at Foxwoods.” He turned on his heels and strode to the door. He would avoid the girl as best he could. In the morning she would leave, and everything would fall back into place.

 

 

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Nicóle  xx

Thursday, 16 October 2014

Bewitching Blurbs


Hi everyone,

Welcome to another Bewitching Blurbs.

 
Today we have Cassandra Samuels’ debut novel, A Scandalous Wager. It will be released next month but it’s up on pre order at the moment, so you can grab a bargain (.94 cents). And yes, I just secured my copy.

 
 
A Scandalous Wager
By Cassandra Samuels

As the Black Raven, she’s cold, distant and alone…untouched by the gossip and scorn of her aristocratic peers. Until he enters her house — and her life — then suddenly her icy shell is no match for the heat of attraction...

Notorious Widow Lisbeth Carslake, Countess of Blackhurst was acquitted of her husband’s murder, but no one believes in her innocence. Known as the Black Raven, bringer of bad luck and death, she is eviscerated by the gossips and mocked in the clubs.

She’s also the subject of London’s most scandalous wager.

Oliver Whitely, Earl of Bellamy, needs money, but it takes more than a few drinks to take on The Black Raven Wager. He finds himself drunk, at her house, and—more surprisingly—agreeing to a business proposal at the end of a fire poker.

She will let him win the wager, and he will help find her husband’s killer before the killer finds her. But business agreements don’t mean trust, and Lisbeth certainly doesn’t trust Oliver, her body’s reaction to him, or her heart.

Love may be the biggest gamble of their lives, but is it a wager their hearts can afford to lose?



http://www.amazon.com/Scandalous-Wager-Cassandra-Samuels-ebook/dp/B00O41FVC8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1413440444&sr=8-1&keywords=9780857992017

 

Another fabulous historical romance is Téa Cooper’s Jazz Baby. This one is set in Sydney in the 1920’s. It’s another pre order but I think it will be released next week.

Jazz Baby
By Téa Cooper

In the gritty underbelly of 1920s Sydney, a fresh-faced country girl is about to arrive in the big, dark city – and risk everything in the pursuit of her dreams.

Sydney is no place for the fainthearted – five shillings for a twist of snow, a woman for not much more, and a bullet if you look sideways at the wrong person.

Dolly Bowman is ready and willing to take on all the brash, bustling city has to offer. After all it is the 1920s, a time for a girl to become a woman and fulfil her dreams. Turning her back on her childhood, she takes up a position working as a housemaid while she searches for her future.

World War I flying ace Jack Dalton knows he’s luckier than most. He’s survived the war with barely a scratch, a couple of astute business decisions have paid off, and he’s set for the high life.

But a glimpse of a girl that he had forgotten, from a place he’s tried to escape suddenly sets all his plans awry. Try as he might he can’t shake the past, and money isn’t enough to pay the debts he’s incurred.


 

Outback Ghost
By Rachael Johns

Stella only wanted a holiday… the last thing she expected was a love interest and a possible ghost.

Third-generation farmer Adam Burton has always tried to keep his family together, but twenty years after his little sister went missing from the family farm he’s losing hope. His dad has walked out, his mum is as reclusive as ever and he still blames himself for his sister’s disappearance.

When Stella Reynolds and her young daughter arrive from the big smoke to stay at the holiday cottage on their farm for the summer, Adam is immediately attracted to the beautiful single mum. Although he’s always steered clear of children and doesn’t believe he deserves love or a family of his own, he finds himself spending time with Stella and her young daughter, Heidi, and enjoying it.

As the twenty-year old mystery begins to unravel, Stella wonders if she should take her daughter and run. But doing so is easier said than done, because Stella just might be falling in love with Bunyip Bay and a gorgeous, but hurting, farmer.




 
Oh my! Cowboys and Christmas – I’m so there! J
Her Mistletoe Cowboy
By Alissa Callen
Corporate analyst, Ivy Bishop, intends spending Christmas holed up in an isolated Montana ranch house with only an abandoned puppy for company. When the festive season ends her broken heart might just have had just enough time to heal.

Ex-rodeo rider, Rhett Dixon, has put his playing days behind him. He has something to prove. Despite being the first son in three generations of ranchers, he is determined to succeed in ranching on his own merits.

But when Rhett’s new neighbor proves to be far-too-pretty and far-too-compassionate, his single-minded focus deserts him. And the more time Ivy spends with the workaholic, blue-eyed cowboy next door the more she realizes her heart isn’t actually broken – yet.
 
 
 
This is Scarlett Dawn’s third book in the Forever Evermore trilogy
King Tomb
By Scarlett Dawn
Queen Shifter, Lily Ruckler, has found solace in brutal warfare. Her bloodied fists and bared fangs fill the holes left in her memory, the blank spaces that leave her soul aching and empty. Her only pleasure is in blood; her only salvation is the relationship she has with her infant child, the baby of unknown origins who brings her solace and stability.
When Elder Harcourt summons Lily and her protector Antonio back to the United States, Lily thinks nothing unusual about the change of location. But a standard reconnaissance mission leaves her trapped inside King Zeller’s private quarters, and at his mercy. Surprise attraction rapidly turns to a battle of wills and an intense power struggle that leaves no clear victor but plenty of resentment.
They are not allowed to nurse their wounds. In order to win the war against the Commoners, the King Vampire and Queen Shifter must work together. It should be easy. The war is turning, the battle is deadly, and both Lily and Ezra love the cold cleanliness of combat.
But their chance meeting has led to more than an unlikely alliance. Secrets have a way of surfacing, especially on a torn-up battlefield, and Lily and Ezra are about to re-learn all they cannot remember. If they can’t control their emotions and responses, it will be to their own ruin and the destruction of everything around them
 
Thanks for stopping by.
Nicóle  xx


Monday, 13 October 2014

The Lords of Foxwoods Hall


Hi everyone!

The Lords of Foxwoods Hall is now available from Jupiter Gardens Press for a special introductory offer of $3.49.
The official release will be later this week but if you want to grab a bargain check out the JGP website.

http://jupitergardenspress.com/shop/the-lords-of-foxwoods-hall/

The print version is coming soon.


The Lords of Foxwoods Hall is an anthology consisting of Capturing Bliss and Seizing Heaven. It's the ongoing story of the Reynard family and is set in England during the middle ages.


Capturing Bliss   

In 12th-century England, love isn't part of the marriage equation. But Lady Blissot de Woodville adores her younger sister too much to see her suffer such a fate. Instead, Bliss recklessly switches places with her sister—and marries a total stranger under false pretenses! Fortunately, she soon discovers she shares a rare passion and genuine love with her new husband, the ardent Lord William Reynard. Yet the happier Bliss becomes, the more her secret weighs heavily on her heart...because the desperate lie could destroy everything she's come to cherish.
 
 
Seizing Heaven

Can the Reynard family betrothal ring really choose his true bride? Lord Savaric Reynard is about to find out.


Lord Savaric Reynard is intent on marrying the widow of Blackstone Manor, that is, until fate and the Reynard betrothal ring get in the way. On his way to meet the widow, Savaric is waylaid by Rosamund, a travelling artist.

He doesn’t believe in magic or the old family legend that the Reynard betrothal ring has the power to choose the right and true bride. Savaric soon discovers he can try and run from Fate, but one way or another it just might catch up with him.
 
Thanks for stopping by.
 
Nicóle  xx
 
 

Friday, 10 October 2014

Spotlight - Em Taylor



Hi everyone!

Today please welcome the lovely Em Taylor.  Em writes luscious Regency romances – Saved By a Rake, Restoring Lady Anna and A Desperate Wager.

Em was born and brought up in the Central Belt of Scotland and still lives there. She was told as a child she had an over active imagination--as if that is a bad thing. She's traded her dreams of owning her own island, just like George in the Famous Five to hoping to meet her own Mr Darcy one day. But her imagination remains the same.


So could you please tell us why you write Regency romance?

I started writing Regency romances because I fell in love with the era from reading books by Mary Balogh and Lynsay Sands. I loved the decadence of the time. Sure, the decadence was only for the rich but most Regency novels centre around the lives of the rich. I also love that they had their own rules about how a young lady should behave and the terrible hypocrisy of gentlemen who could carouse all night, bed courtesans and widows and not be deemed damaged goods. While a young girl even being caught in a room alone with a gentleman caused scandal . In some ways it is so different to today and yet double standards still exist.

Of course, writing about Colin Firth look-a-likes in tight fitting breeches, top boots and cravats also has its advantages. 

Oops, sorry I was a little distracted by the thought of tight fitting breeches, top boots and cravats. J

There are snippets and blurbs from all of Em’s books listed below– Enjoy!

Thanks so much Em for visiting and I’m certainly looking forward to your upcoming story – The St. Nicholas Day Wager which will be released in December.

Thanks for stopping by.

Nicóle xx

 

A Desperate Wager

Nathaniel Spencer, the Fourteenth Duke of Kirkbourne wakes up with an almighty hangover and a wager note in his pocket stating he has agreed to marry the Earl of Brackingham’s daughter. And he can’t even remember ever meeting the chit. Clearly his drinking has got out of hand.

Lady Sarah Steele is horrified when her father announces that the Duke of Kirkbourne has agreed to marry her and even more horrified that her father wagered her hand in a game of cards. Not only that, but the earl has not told the duke of the riding accident that left Sarah paralysed when she was sixteen.  But he’s dying and she knows he wants to see her settled before the inevitable happens.


Despite Nate’s drinking and Sarah’s possible complicity in the earl’s plan, they agree to marry. But when accidents start to happen, the newly-weds must deal not only with the fact they are practically strangers, but they must find out who is trying to kill one or both of them. Nate’s drink problem and Sarah’s disability are only a couple of the hurdles they must face to find lasting love.

 

EXCERPT


Nathaniel Spencer, fourteenth Duke of Kirkbourne groaned and rolled over in bed. A tattoo beat a steady rhythm inside his skull, his stomach was bilious and the world spun at an alarming rate.

Last night he had been in his cups—again. He knew he should take a more moderate attitude to alcohol but recently, staying sober had seemed somewhat pointless. Why stay sober if you were just going to end up dead at the side of the road—another silly young buck who had killed himself in a curricle race?

Damn Crosby! Why had he made the damned challenge? Nathaniel, or Nate as he preferred to be called, would never forget Crosby’s lifeless eyes staring up at him, or the crack of the pistol as a bystander put his horses out of their misery. And he would never forgive himself for being the man whom Crosby was racing.

Nate closed his eyes and willed his stomach to stop churning as he tried to recall the events of the night before. He had been at White’s for dinner and had moved to the card room. The brandy had been flowing, and Ormsby had suggested moving on to a less reputable gaming hell. He remembered the Earl of Brackingham tagging along for some reason that defied Nate.

He had no issue with Brackingham, but the earl was at least twenty years the senior of everyone else in their party. He had been coughing somewhat alarmingly, Nate recalled. He hoped the old man was not spreading disease around. The last thing Nate needed was to be laid up in bed—his mother fussing around him and pouring vile-tasting concoctions down his throat. There was another thing that took many young, seemingly healthy lives—fever. Curricles and fever—good reasons to get absolutely foxed if ever he needed any.

Brackingham! The name seemed to be prodding his tired and very painful brain—waiting for him to remember something significant from last night. He had a vague memory of playing vingt et un with him. There had been a ludicrous bet. Brackingham wagered his daughter’s hand and if Nate lost, he would have to marry the girl.

Nate had been on a winning streak. Bravado and alcohol made him foolish. He had a three and a queen. He sat up as the king of diamonds flashed before his eyes.

God, damn it.

The king of diamonds took him to twenty-three. His head swum and he tamped down the urge to cast up his accounts. Twenty-three. But surely a wager like that was a joke. It had to be. Brackingham did not expect him to marry his chit of a daughter, did he? Had he even set eyes on the girl before?

Again, some piece of information about the girl needled his brain. He had no recollection of dancing with her at balls. But then he hardly ever danced at balls. He had no plans to seek a leg-shackle on the marriage mart, so he steered clear and spent most of the evening in the card room.

God, he hoped she was at least old enough to have had her come out and this was not some medieval plan to marry a thirteen-year-old off to him. Eighteen was quite young enough—too young in his rather jaded opinion.

But no. He had no recollection of ever having set eyes on Lady… Lady what? He had no idea.

He fished in the pocket of his waistcoat, which he still wore, having obviously been so foxed when he had returned that he had either shooed his valet away or he had arrived so late the valet had been asleep. There was a note. A wager. He hoped he owed the man a vast fortune instead.

Marry Lady Sarah Steele. Dowry - £10,000. Meet Brackingham on 5th day of March to make arrangements.

Today must be the fifth of March. Yesterday had definitely been the fourth. Christ, he had to see if this was a big joke or, if not, was there any way he could inveigle his way out of it. He had no plans to marry. None at all. And that was that.

Amazon -


 

Restoring Lady Anna

When Lord James Eversley is accused of a murder he did not commit, he dresses up as his new brother-in-law’s footman and hitches a ride in their carriage out of town. When it seems they are no longer being followed he begins to relax until a minor accident causes them to stop at a shabby looking inn. As his “master” and his sister sip tea in the scruffy parlour, James comes face to face with Lady Anna, the woman who left him in the dead of night five years before and a familiar looking child. 

Lady Anna has accepted her life as Mrs Johnstone, mother of four-year-old Viola, “wife” of Peter, the mentally ill former footman and land lady of a shabby inn on the Great North Road. Her plans for a love match with the handsome Lord Eversley were cruelly snatched away from her five years before. Her ruination means there is no opportunity to return to her family or the ton. When James turns up, dressed as a footman and demanding answers, Anna must decide whether to tell the truth. 

James never stopped loving Anna and now he must learn what happened that fateful night that Anna left him heartbroken. With the truth out in the open, he must convince the love of his life to take a chance on him. He wants to marry her and restore her reputation among the aristocracy. But in Regency England reputations are easily lost and difficult to regain. Can Anna trust James enough to do what is right for Peter, despite his actions, her child and most importantly himself? Can James convince Anna to seek the help that Peter needs and return to the ton? 

 

 

EXCERPT

“Why did you leave?” he asked.

“I...I... did not have a choice.”

“Were you in love with him?”

“No.” She should lie. She knew she should, but his light blue eyes seemed to bore holes into her very soul and she could not bear to hurt him further. She could not bear to have him think badly of her.

“Then I do not understand why you left. Was it... was... God dammit.” He took a large gulp of his ale and looked around before leaning close. “Was it the bedding? I know you were an innocent and it must have hurt but...”

“No.” She shook her head fervently. Could he really believe that the best night of her life had driven her from him? “That night... it was very special. You were wonderful and kind and caring. I could not have asked for a better lover the first time.”

Relief washed over his countenance before he frowned. “Then why?”

Should she tell him? Could she? “It is too complicated to explain, except to say that it was not my choice and it was not your fault.”

He pushed his long fingers through his blond curls and stared into his ale. “Is he—the footman—still alive?”

“Yes.” He looked into her eyes—the hope that had shone there moments before was gone.

“So you are married.”

“We never married.”

“You live in sin?”

“Yes. I refused to marry him—not even to give my daughter a name. I tell people I am Mrs Johnstone, but there are no legal documents and no marriage. Therefore, you can return to the ton, my lord, and tell them that Lady Anna Kingsley is a whore and has a bastard child.”

Now perhaps he would leave her alone to her miserable life and find someone who would make a proper countess when his father died. She swallowed hard, forcing back the tears. Willed herself to stay strong. She only had to stay strong until the damned ostlers could help Lord Ramsey’s horse.

“Shh! I will be returning to the ton to tell them no such thing. I wished you would tell me what actually happened, if for no other reason than to assuage my fear that it was something I did or said that drove you away. You said you have a daughter?”

“Yes. Viola. She is a pretty little thing but can be quite precocious when she wants to be. She would have made a beautiful debutante when her time came.”

“Mama. Who is this?” She turned to see Viola standing at her side and realised it had been the child who was tugging at her skirts.

 

****

James stared at the little girl standing next to Anna, tugging on the grey wool skirt. Blond hair, blue eyes and rosy cheeks that reminded him of Rebecca when she was small. She even had the little turn up in her nose that was identical to his sister’s. But, it could not be. This child could not be his? They had made love but once—or at least just one night. But he had not withdrawn as he knew he should. He had been too caught up in the moment—in their love. Had Anna fallen with child that one glorious night, how old would a child be? Three? No—four! Was this little girl four? He had no idea how large or small a child should be at the age of four. He did not come into contact with many children.

But he did not have to ask her age. His sight told him that Viola was his as did something else…instinct perhaps?

He schooled his features so they were unreadable. Years of training to be a gentleman, to show no outward emotion, were now paying dividends.

“This is Lord Eversley, a friend of mine.”

“Oh. Pleased to meet you Lord Evasey.” She bobbed a small curtsey, and he noted that she over extended her back leg a bit like the actors did in the theatre at the curtain call. It was very sweet. The child obviously did not meet many members of the aristocracy. Though it was just like Anna to have taught her daughter to act like a lady in preparation for meeting a viscount or even a duke.

“Very pleased to meet you too, Viola.” She smiled dazzlingly at him. It really was like being taken back in time to when Rebecca was a child.

“Mama, he’s awake. I heard him shouting.”

“I see.” She turned to James. “I need to go just now. I have things that must be attended to.” Anna stood and looked like she was about to bob a curtsey but seemed to the think better of it, probably remembering he was supposed to be a footman.

He watched her leave, Viola’s hand in hers. He had sired a daughter and all this time he never knew. He did not need Anna to tell him that Viola was his flesh and blood—he knew it with every fibre of his being. If he said it outright, would Anna lie? Could she lie about something as monumental as him having a child? Not the Anna he once knew. But she was harder now—more resilient. He saw it in her eyes. Even though he had sensed she had been on the edge of tears, he suspected Mrs Anna Johnstone did not cry very often. But he must allow Anna to tell him in her own time. There was a lot more to this than a silly lady having her head turned by a handsome footman.

Was the person who had just woken the footman? Why had Viola looked unhappy when she had to announce the footman was awake? And why was Anna the one working in the taproom?

He would find out, and he would not leave this place until he knew the whole truth and certainly he would not leave without his daughter.

 


 

 

Saved By a Rake

When Lady Rebecca Eversley is left ravished by the Earl of Newthorpe and facing ruination, she has the choice to point her pretty little nose in the air and face the gossips of the Ton or scurry off to the country to live out her life as an old maid. When she meets Lord Daniel Ramsey, a notorious rake, she decides on the former course of action.

Daniel has been given an ultimatum, marry before his father dies or lose the majority of his inheritance money. Rebecca seems the perfect candidate, especially once rumours about her start to circulate in the drawing rooms of Mayfair.

When Newthorpe is found dead on the morning of their wedding, the people they care about find themselves suspects in the case. Who murdered Newthorpe and can Rebecca ever get over what he did to her?

 

EXCERPT

The dance was called. It would be a waltz. Rebecca flushed slightly as he approached.

“Oh, Lord Ramsey. I am not sure a waltz is the most appropriate dance tonight?”

“The waltz is not to your taste, Lady Rebecca?”

“Oh I love to waltz. It’s just…” She blushed deeper and fumbled with her fan. He leaned close.

“As you know, the gossips like fresh news every day to discuss at their morning visits. I would suggest that we give them something other than the Earl of Newthorpe to discuss.”

Her eyes widened—then she smiled and accepted his arm to be led into their first waltz together.

He twirled her onto the floor before snaking his gloved hand around her waist. She stiffened and he moved backwards instinctually. Then she relaxed again as she looked up into his eyes. She placed her hand on his shoulder and her other was placed in his hand.

“All right?” he murmured as he considered faking a twisted ankle if it looked like she was going to freeze again. He had no doubt that, after her ordeal, she had no wish to be touched by a large, strong and virile man, even if half the ton was in attendance at this ball.
The music started and she nodded before taking a deep breath and allowing him to lead her around the floor.

 He would have wished to dance slightly further apart than was strictly necessary in order to give her the space she obviously desired but, as always was the case with the supper dance, the dance floor was busy.

He gripped her waist and pulled her closer as he turned her effortlessly before waltzing her past the open French windows. He asked her about her home this time, in an effort to take her mind off their close contact and keep her at her ease.

As she relaxed into telling him about Chapelbrooke, her back became less rigid and her movements more fluid.  He had to concentrate on her words to distract himself from the feel of her ball gown brushing gently against his own ankle every time he turned her. He could have quite happily danced with her all night, listening to enchanting stories of her girlhood and gleaning small bits of information with which to tease Eversley for years to come.
http://www.amazon.com/Saved-Rake-Em-Taylor-ebook/dp/B00GTA9WS6/ref=asap_B00GVEG83M_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1412901201&sr=1-2

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Bewitching Blurbs



 
Hi everyone – are you ready for another Bewitching Blurbs?


So it’s October (I swear the year has just flown by) and there’s a new crop of fabulous books which have just been released.

 
Remember that Bewitching Blurbs embraces all romance sub genres and heat levels (so some of these may be scorching hot).

Okay, so here we go –

 

First off here’s Kiss it Better by the fabulous Jenny Schwartz. This is another instalment in her wonderful Jardin Bay Series.

Kiss It Better

By Jenny Schwartz

All Cassie Freedom wants to do is save the world, and she could, if only she were able to. But her dream of nursing in Africa is shattered, and she returns home to Jardin Bay, where familiarity, security, and a sense of her own failure threaten to drown her.

Dr. Theo Morrigan knows a thing or two about responsibility, leaving his own medical practice to take over a family business. He knows his mind, his future, and how he wants to live his life – until an old secret resurfaces and rocks his whole world.

Suddenly, the man who needed no one needs a broken-hearted nurse, and a nurse who thinks she’s too weak will find her own strength.

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00NAI37I6/harleqenterpa-20

 

 

From best-selling author and uber cool chick, Samantha Holt comes this spicy tale.

 

Too Much To Lose

By Samantha Holt

Have you ever been so desperate you made a decision that would haunt you forever?

Jess has.

She became a porn star.

Jess is on the run from her past. She has no friends, no life. She tries to forget everything that happened to her all those years ago. After changing her image, leaving her home and getting a new job, she’s determined it won’t happen again. If that means never being close to anyone ever again, then so be it.

If only Hunter O’Reilly didn’t make her wish things could be different.

Hunter needs this job. After being screwed over by his partner—make that ex-partner—his investigation business is on the line. Already in debt, he eagerly takes on the job of finding some stolen money at triple his going rate and all leads point in Jess’s direction. He expects problems at that price. But he doesn’t expect to fall for her.

However, no job is ever that simple. When he’s forced to spend more time with her, the lines between business and pleasure are blurred. And once Jess’s life comes under threat, they have to make a decision, can they both overcome Jess’s past?

Content warning: Contains adult scenes and some sensitive subject matter.

 

http://www.amazon.com/Too-Much-Lose-Samantha-Holt-ebook/dp/B00N71POXW/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1412746037&sr=1-1&keywords=too+much+to+lose




The Healer

By Allison Butler

An outcast in her own home for as long as she can remember, Lynelle Fenwick will do anything to earn her father’s approval. Including exaggerating her healing skills, and setting off alone to rescue her step-brother from a band of raiding Scots.

Living under a curse that has haunted the Closeburn Clan for years, Laird William Kirkpatrick, will do anything to save his sole surviving brother. He may not believe in curses, but his clan does, and the growing number of graves seems to support their side.

Having banished all healers from the clan for trickery, he has no choice but to allow an Englishwoman, claiming to be a skilled healer, into his home and into the room of his wounded brother.

Enemies by birth and circumstance, they can only succeed together. But blood runs deep, and tensions high. What matters the desires of a heart?

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B00NAI37LS/harleqenterpa-20

                                                                                                          

...Oh, you want to continue?  I was just staring at Allison’s cover... um...gosh...I’m at a loss for words. I think I’m a little bit flustered.  Are you sure you don’t need a second peek? J

Right, moving on –

 

Love Will Find You (Australian Sports Star Series Book 1)

By Iris Blobel

Can their new love survive the scrutiny of the public eye?

After his father’s heart attack, Australian Football League player Tyson Gaspaldi takes his parents on holiday to a small place at the New South Wales coast.

One morning, following a surfing session, he comes across a crying woman on the beach. Everything about her intrigues him, and he can’t walk away. She’s not only sexy and humble, but, as he soon finds out, vulnerable as well.

It’s only been a few months since Katie Cassidy lost her sister in a car accident.

Still overwhelmed by the loss, a chance encounter on the beach with an attractive stranger awakens unexpected emotions inside her. She’s instantly drawn to his caring nature, but also his looks.

However, Tyson’s past quickly catches up with them, causing Katie’s childhood demons to return, and the road to romance becomes anything but smooth.

http://www.amazon.com/Love-Will-Find-Australian-Sports-ebook/dp/B00NMYIVDE/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1412748476&sr=1-2&keywords=love+will+find+you

 

 

Stripped

By Mel Tescho

When Kallie’s fairytale life turned into a nightmare, she dealt with the stress in a way she never would have imagined. For too long she’s yearned to live life outside the box, experience things she has always been too afraid to try.
Becoming every man’s fantasy as a stripper drives away the constant ache within and makes her feel beautiful again. She discovers her dark side and sets out to explore her secret desires.
Seth Masterton is a rising star in the corporate world and he is everything Kallie has ever wanted. He’s watched all Kallie’s performances and never hides his lust for her. She knows it is time to face her demons and make some changes in her life. Maybe this possessive man is all she really needs. Tonight, she’ll find out.

http://www.amazon.com/Stripped-Mel-Tescho-ebook/dp/B00O9AZIUO/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1412748566&sr=1-1&keywords=mel+tescho

 


Okay here’s something a little different for all you crazy cat lovers out there. J

 

Love, Meow

By Jasmine Aherne and Naomi Bellina

It’s said that men who love cats are different, strange somehow. And yet, for many of us, we couldn’t imagine living our lives without these independent little balls of fur. In this anthology, we bring you two stories of hot men, the felines in their lives, and all the trouble a man and his cat can get into.

In Purrsuasion, an underwear stealing cat brings two neighbors together.

In One Hot Cat, a shape shifting detective indulges in a night of passionate sex. But in the morning, will he be the one who needs saved?

http://www.amazon.com/Love-Meow-Jasmine-Aherne-ebook/dp/B00NB5K30S/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1412749188&sr=1-1&keywords=love%2C+meow

 


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Until next time – bye!

 

Nicóle  xx