Pamela S. Thibodeaux's Blog, page 54
April 7, 2018
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Mary Alford & Grace and the Rancher
Good Morning!
Our guest today has shared treasures with and been in our spotlight before so please welcome Mary Alford back with an excerpt from her book Grace and the Rancher !
Grace Bradford is living a lie. To the world she has the perfect life: A promising country music career and a husband who adores her. But her husband isn't the man everyone believes him to be. When a car accident widows her and ends her career, Grace escapes to Delaney Mountain. But moving to the remote town doesn't wipe away the ugly secret of her marriage. Kyle Delaney never intended to return to Delaney Mountain, but he promises his dying father that he'll turn their land into a working cattle ranch. He uproots his life in Austin, sells his flourishing business as a music agent, and returns to the Colorado town of his childhood. Can a runaway singer and a makeshift rancher, thrust together by circumstance and held together by the common thread of loss and a love of music, find hope and a happily-ever-after under the stars of Delaney Mountain?
Excerpt: Grace Bradford cast a worried glance out the storefront window as snow continued to fall. “It’s really coming down out there.”
Martha McDougal, the store owner, stopped to watch the winter wonderland unfolding outside. “The storm seems to be moving in earlier than was expected. I don’t like it. Let’s give it another hour, and if we don’t have any customers, we’ll close up shop. I sure don’t want you to get stuck down here.”
Grace smiled at her friend’s consideration. When she’d first arrived in town eight months ago, widowed, injured, flat broke, and desperate to find a job and rebuild her life, Martha had accepted her. Grace had been such a wounded soul back then. Still, Martha hadn’t asked a single question. She’d simply given Grace a job and invited her to the small church on the edge of town. Grace had found a home.
“We had a delivery yesterday, thank goodness, so there's plenty of food on hand. Derek put some of the stuff away during his shift yesterday, but I don’t expect him to be in today. Since I doubt we’ll have a customer, you might as well stock a few items. But I’m serious, Grace. If no one comes in soon, go home. When you get ready to leave, just lock up and go. I think I’ll head out before the storm shuts down the pass outside of town, and I can’t get home to Ed.”
Grace walked Martha to the door. “That’s a good idea. You have a lot farther to go than I do, and Ed will be worried. Be careful. I’ll call you when I’m leaving.”
“All right, hon. I’ll talk to you soon.” Martha hugged Grace then forced the door open against the blustering wind and slipped into the increasing snowstorm.
Once Grace was certain Martha’s car would start, she closed the door and went to the back of the store. She brought out boxes of dry goods while keeping a close eye on the weather. By the end of the hour, she’d managed to shelve most of the stock. She turned up the radio and listened to the local weather report.
“Most of the roads leading into town have closed already or will be closing soon. If you don’t have to be out today, then we suggest you stay home. We’re expecting up to three feet of fresh snow with the storm clearing out sometime tomorrow. This one’s going to be a bugger, folks.”
It was time definitely to call it quits. She picked up the items she needed, left a check in the register, and then called Martha. “I’m heading out now. I have everything put away. If I’m able, I’ll come in tomorrow to make up my time.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to wait out the storm at the store?” Martha asked. “It’s really coming down here. I’ve barely made it home.”
Although the thought was tempting, Grace just wanted to get home. Her dog, Lizzy, would be anxious in this weather. “Thanks, but I’ll be OK, and it’s only a few miles. I’ll see you soon.” She carried out her groceries then turned off the lights and locked up. But the farther she drove up Delaney Mountain, the more doubts she had. Maybe she should have stayed in town.
Grace blew out a frightened sigh, and her breath chilled the air as she clutched the steering wheel. Her palms grew sweaty as the SUV slipped and slid on the icy road.
She slowed to a crawl as ice and snow began to accumulate on the windshield, destroying visibility. She strained to see, her gaze locked on the road ahead, as the storm continued to intensify.
She remembered another terrifying time less than a year earlier. The day her promising career had ended with the death of her husband. To the world, she and Nick had been one of Nashville’s up-and-coming couples. Grace knew nothing was further from the truth. That night more than her career had perished. Everything she believed to be real about her marriage and her husband died along with Nick.
Just let go. Let God take it...
Father, please, help me let go of the hurt…
Even today—even right now when she knew she should be focusing on the road and the weather— letting go was a next-to-impossible task.
At times, Grace still woke up in the middle of the night and could feel the car crashing into the tree, could feel the excruciating pain of the steering wheel slamming into her throat as it damaged her vocal cords. She couldn’t scream or cry out for help.
Grace shoved aside those dark thoughts and scrubbed a hand over weary eyes. She leaned forward. She could barely see the hood, much less the road. The conditions were worsening by the minute, and she had no idea how much farther the vehicle would go. She eased down on the gas pedal, and the tires spun, spewing icy debris against the underside of the SUV.
The vehicle jerked forward as the tires caught.
Grace whispered a thankful prayer. The road continued its upward climb as it snaked around the side of the mountain. Her heartbeat pounded a frantic rhythm as she reached another ninety degree bend. To her right was a sheer drop off. She wouldn’t survive the fall if the SUV went over.
Grace gently nudged the steering wheel, at odds with her terror. She had almost reached another treacherous turn when the vehicle slid closer to the edge. She panicked and jerked the wheel in the opposite direction. The vehicle skated backward some twenty feet. The tires lost their tenuous grip and slithered closer to the drop-off.
She floored the gas and the vehicle jerked forward, swerved sideways, and headed straight for the overhang. Grace screamed and tried to turn the wheel but it was useless.
The Jeep didn’t react to anything. She had lost control. She closed her eyes. She didn’t want to die. Not when she’d just started to live again. ‚Please, Lord, no.‛ Grace barely got the words out before the Jeep hurled itself head first over the side of the mountain.
Mary grew up in a small Texas town famous for, well not much of anything really. Being the baby of the family and quite a bit younger than her two brothers and her sister, Mary had plenty of time to entertain herself. Making up stories seemed to come natural to her.As a teen, Mary discovered Phyllis Whitney and Victoria Holt and knew instinctively that was what she wanted to do with her over-active imagination.She wrote her first novel as a teen, (it’s tucked away somewhere never to see the light of day), but never really pursued her writing career seriously until a few years later, when she wrote her first inspirational romantic suspense and was hooked.Today, Mary still lives in Texas, and still creates people facing dangerous situations. In fact, she can’t think of anything else she’d rather do.
Learn more about Mary at www.MaryAlford.net, or send her an email at maryjalfordauthor@gmail.com or connect with her at the following locations:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MaryAlfordAuthor/?ref=bookmarks
Twitter: https://twitter.com/maryalford13
Google + https://plus.google.com/u/0/108978734609608122255
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/maryjalfordauth/pins/
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKbH4CBm878HaZZpNM9eomA
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/search?q=mary+alford
Grace and the Rancher can be purchased at Amazon, B&N and Pelican Book Group.
I hope you enjoyed today's spotlight and that you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless.
PamT
Our guest today has shared treasures with and been in our spotlight before so please welcome Mary Alford back with an excerpt from her book Grace and the Rancher !
Grace Bradford is living a lie. To the world she has the perfect life: A promising country music career and a husband who adores her. But her husband isn't the man everyone believes him to be. When a car accident widows her and ends her career, Grace escapes to Delaney Mountain. But moving to the remote town doesn't wipe away the ugly secret of her marriage. Kyle Delaney never intended to return to Delaney Mountain, but he promises his dying father that he'll turn their land into a working cattle ranch. He uproots his life in Austin, sells his flourishing business as a music agent, and returns to the Colorado town of his childhood. Can a runaway singer and a makeshift rancher, thrust together by circumstance and held together by the common thread of loss and a love of music, find hope and a happily-ever-after under the stars of Delaney Mountain?Excerpt: Grace Bradford cast a worried glance out the storefront window as snow continued to fall. “It’s really coming down out there.”
Martha McDougal, the store owner, stopped to watch the winter wonderland unfolding outside. “The storm seems to be moving in earlier than was expected. I don’t like it. Let’s give it another hour, and if we don’t have any customers, we’ll close up shop. I sure don’t want you to get stuck down here.”
Grace smiled at her friend’s consideration. When she’d first arrived in town eight months ago, widowed, injured, flat broke, and desperate to find a job and rebuild her life, Martha had accepted her. Grace had been such a wounded soul back then. Still, Martha hadn’t asked a single question. She’d simply given Grace a job and invited her to the small church on the edge of town. Grace had found a home.
“We had a delivery yesterday, thank goodness, so there's plenty of food on hand. Derek put some of the stuff away during his shift yesterday, but I don’t expect him to be in today. Since I doubt we’ll have a customer, you might as well stock a few items. But I’m serious, Grace. If no one comes in soon, go home. When you get ready to leave, just lock up and go. I think I’ll head out before the storm shuts down the pass outside of town, and I can’t get home to Ed.”
Grace walked Martha to the door. “That’s a good idea. You have a lot farther to go than I do, and Ed will be worried. Be careful. I’ll call you when I’m leaving.”
“All right, hon. I’ll talk to you soon.” Martha hugged Grace then forced the door open against the blustering wind and slipped into the increasing snowstorm.
Once Grace was certain Martha’s car would start, she closed the door and went to the back of the store. She brought out boxes of dry goods while keeping a close eye on the weather. By the end of the hour, she’d managed to shelve most of the stock. She turned up the radio and listened to the local weather report.
“Most of the roads leading into town have closed already or will be closing soon. If you don’t have to be out today, then we suggest you stay home. We’re expecting up to three feet of fresh snow with the storm clearing out sometime tomorrow. This one’s going to be a bugger, folks.”
It was time definitely to call it quits. She picked up the items she needed, left a check in the register, and then called Martha. “I’m heading out now. I have everything put away. If I’m able, I’ll come in tomorrow to make up my time.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to wait out the storm at the store?” Martha asked. “It’s really coming down here. I’ve barely made it home.”
Although the thought was tempting, Grace just wanted to get home. Her dog, Lizzy, would be anxious in this weather. “Thanks, but I’ll be OK, and it’s only a few miles. I’ll see you soon.” She carried out her groceries then turned off the lights and locked up. But the farther she drove up Delaney Mountain, the more doubts she had. Maybe she should have stayed in town.
Grace blew out a frightened sigh, and her breath chilled the air as she clutched the steering wheel. Her palms grew sweaty as the SUV slipped and slid on the icy road.
She slowed to a crawl as ice and snow began to accumulate on the windshield, destroying visibility. She strained to see, her gaze locked on the road ahead, as the storm continued to intensify.
She remembered another terrifying time less than a year earlier. The day her promising career had ended with the death of her husband. To the world, she and Nick had been one of Nashville’s up-and-coming couples. Grace knew nothing was further from the truth. That night more than her career had perished. Everything she believed to be real about her marriage and her husband died along with Nick.
Just let go. Let God take it...
Father, please, help me let go of the hurt…
Even today—even right now when she knew she should be focusing on the road and the weather— letting go was a next-to-impossible task.
At times, Grace still woke up in the middle of the night and could feel the car crashing into the tree, could feel the excruciating pain of the steering wheel slamming into her throat as it damaged her vocal cords. She couldn’t scream or cry out for help.
Grace shoved aside those dark thoughts and scrubbed a hand over weary eyes. She leaned forward. She could barely see the hood, much less the road. The conditions were worsening by the minute, and she had no idea how much farther the vehicle would go. She eased down on the gas pedal, and the tires spun, spewing icy debris against the underside of the SUV.
The vehicle jerked forward as the tires caught.
Grace whispered a thankful prayer. The road continued its upward climb as it snaked around the side of the mountain. Her heartbeat pounded a frantic rhythm as she reached another ninety degree bend. To her right was a sheer drop off. She wouldn’t survive the fall if the SUV went over.
Grace gently nudged the steering wheel, at odds with her terror. She had almost reached another treacherous turn when the vehicle slid closer to the edge. She panicked and jerked the wheel in the opposite direction. The vehicle skated backward some twenty feet. The tires lost their tenuous grip and slithered closer to the drop-off.
She floored the gas and the vehicle jerked forward, swerved sideways, and headed straight for the overhang. Grace screamed and tried to turn the wheel but it was useless.
The Jeep didn’t react to anything. She had lost control. She closed her eyes. She didn’t want to die. Not when she’d just started to live again. ‚Please, Lord, no.‛ Grace barely got the words out before the Jeep hurled itself head first over the side of the mountain.
Mary grew up in a small Texas town famous for, well not much of anything really. Being the baby of the family and quite a bit younger than her two brothers and her sister, Mary had plenty of time to entertain herself. Making up stories seemed to come natural to her.As a teen, Mary discovered Phyllis Whitney and Victoria Holt and knew instinctively that was what she wanted to do with her over-active imagination.She wrote her first novel as a teen, (it’s tucked away somewhere never to see the light of day), but never really pursued her writing career seriously until a few years later, when she wrote her first inspirational romantic suspense and was hooked.Today, Mary still lives in Texas, and still creates people facing dangerous situations. In fact, she can’t think of anything else she’d rather do.Learn more about Mary at www.MaryAlford.net, or send her an email at maryjalfordauthor@gmail.com or connect with her at the following locations:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MaryAlfordAuthor/?ref=bookmarks
Twitter: https://twitter.com/maryalford13
Google + https://plus.google.com/u/0/108978734609608122255
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/maryjalfordauth/pins/
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKbH4CBm878HaZZpNM9eomA
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/search?q=mary+alford
Grace and the Rancher can be purchased at Amazon, B&N and Pelican Book Group.
I hope you enjoyed today's spotlight and that you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless.
PamT
April 5, 2018
#ThursdayThoughts on Self Sabotage
Good Morning Friends and Welcome to the first Thursday Thoughts in April 2018!
How do you like my new banners (on this blog and this one that's on my website)?
Life Coaching is something I've wanted to do for quite a while but never felt right. Know what I mean?
Sure you do!
You've got this dream or goal and you think about it, pray about it and feel it is something you really want to do or accomplish then the doubts set in.....
Who am I to do this?
Who is going to hire me?
Who is going to buy my product?
Can I really make a living doing this?
So you put it off and/or try to forget about it.
But it keeps coming up.
Questions and doubts sabotage the majority of folks and they never fulfill that one goal or step out in faith in the vocation God has put on their heart.
That's what happened to me for years. I felt I wasn't good enough, smart enough, experienced enough...yada, yada, yada.
So what makes THIS year different?
I simply got tired of doubting (and thereby sabotaging) myself and not trusting my inner voice - that still, small voice inside (the voice of God) that tells me "this is what I have for you to do."
I continued to pray and listen and then simply took a step of faith and began training in Jan. I paid for these banners, asked for testimonies from people I've worked with before, and added pages to my website.
In other words, I took steps of faith toward the calling on my life.
My goal is to be certified within the next couple of months.
That said, there is no law requiring Life Coaches to be certified before they start working with people, so if you have area(s) in your life you'd like help with, please feel free to email me and we'll see what we can do to get you moving in the direction you'd like to go.
Thanks for stopping by!
I hope you enjoyed the post and that you'll join me weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless and remember....“Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
PamT
PS: pursuing a Life Coaching practice does NOT mean I'm giving up writing! I'm working on Tempered Truth and just signed a contract with Pelican Book Group for Love in Season - an anthology of my currently published PBG short stories PLUS two brand new ones! So stay tuned for more info!
How do you like my new banners (on this blog and this one that's on my website)?
Life Coaching is something I've wanted to do for quite a while but never felt right. Know what I mean?
Sure you do!
You've got this dream or goal and you think about it, pray about it and feel it is something you really want to do or accomplish then the doubts set in.....
Who am I to do this?
Who is going to hire me?
Who is going to buy my product?
Can I really make a living doing this?
So you put it off and/or try to forget about it.
But it keeps coming up.
Questions and doubts sabotage the majority of folks and they never fulfill that one goal or step out in faith in the vocation God has put on their heart.
That's what happened to me for years. I felt I wasn't good enough, smart enough, experienced enough...yada, yada, yada.
So what makes THIS year different?
I simply got tired of doubting (and thereby sabotaging) myself and not trusting my inner voice - that still, small voice inside (the voice of God) that tells me "this is what I have for you to do."
I continued to pray and listen and then simply took a step of faith and began training in Jan. I paid for these banners, asked for testimonies from people I've worked with before, and added pages to my website.
In other words, I took steps of faith toward the calling on my life.
My goal is to be certified within the next couple of months.
That said, there is no law requiring Life Coaches to be certified before they start working with people, so if you have area(s) in your life you'd like help with, please feel free to email me and we'll see what we can do to get you moving in the direction you'd like to go.
Thanks for stopping by!
I hope you enjoyed the post and that you'll join me weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless and remember....“Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
PamT
PS: pursuing a Life Coaching practice does NOT mean I'm giving up writing! I'm working on Tempered Truth and just signed a contract with Pelican Book Group for Love in Season - an anthology of my currently published PBG short stories PLUS two brand new ones! So stay tuned for more info!
April 3, 2018
#TuesdayTreasures The Forgotten Way by Ted Dekker
Good Morning,
Well, Easter is over and we're in a brand new month. Things have been .... IDK....interesting (I decided to stop saying 'crazy' LOL!)
The insurance office I work in has been under renovations, I'm in Nacogdoches, TX house/dog sitting for my son and sometimes I don't know if I'm coming or going.
Alas, that's the story of my life since 2009.
Anyway, as you all know, I'm very much a seeker of God and a voracious reader, therefore it's no surprise when I bring a book to your attention.
I must admit, I've never read Mr. Dekker's fiction novels, although I'd heard a LOT about them (I'm sure that'll change in the near future though) but when I first heard of The Forgotten Way , I was intrigued. One thing that's stood out for me from the book is the edict, "love holds no record of wrong."
I'm a firm believer in the power of affirmations and that people will rise to our expectations. Problem is, most of the time, our expectations are based on past performance and experiences instead of what we know these folks are capable of.
This hit home for me in more than one instance with more than one person who I love with all of my heart when I tried writing a page of positive affirmations about them and couldn't!
I found this fact both heart breaking and mind boggling.
That's where The Forgotten Way has struck home.
If I can't find 1 page of positive affirmations around my loved ones then my "love" isn't as unconditional as I thought. My love isn't "holding NO record of wrongs."
My goal is to not only overcome these blocks to love in myself, but hopefully to teach others to do the same.
I hope/plan to do this with prayer and meditation, focusing my heart and mind on their strengths and positive qualities, and yes, writing those down in an affirmative way and to "die" to my old way of thinking, talking and feeling about them.
Isn't this what Jesus did when He looked past the actions and into the heart and offered love, forgiveness and healing?
Hopefully this exercise in Love and holding no record of wrongs will result in my loved ones rising to a new level in their own lives by rising to my new expectations of them.
We'll see!
Did you ever have blocks to love in your relationships? How did you overcome them? I'd love to hear your comments!
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll drop by weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
Well, Easter is over and we're in a brand new month. Things have been .... IDK....interesting (I decided to stop saying 'crazy' LOL!)
The insurance office I work in has been under renovations, I'm in Nacogdoches, TX house/dog sitting for my son and sometimes I don't know if I'm coming or going.
Alas, that's the story of my life since 2009.
Anyway, as you all know, I'm very much a seeker of God and a voracious reader, therefore it's no surprise when I bring a book to your attention.
I must admit, I've never read Mr. Dekker's fiction novels, although I'd heard a LOT about them (I'm sure that'll change in the near future though) but when I first heard of The Forgotten Way , I was intrigued. One thing that's stood out for me from the book is the edict, "love holds no record of wrong."
I'm a firm believer in the power of affirmations and that people will rise to our expectations. Problem is, most of the time, our expectations are based on past performance and experiences instead of what we know these folks are capable of.
This hit home for me in more than one instance with more than one person who I love with all of my heart when I tried writing a page of positive affirmations about them and couldn't!
I found this fact both heart breaking and mind boggling.
That's where The Forgotten Way has struck home.
If I can't find 1 page of positive affirmations around my loved ones then my "love" isn't as unconditional as I thought. My love isn't "holding NO record of wrongs."
My goal is to not only overcome these blocks to love in myself, but hopefully to teach others to do the same.
I hope/plan to do this with prayer and meditation, focusing my heart and mind on their strengths and positive qualities, and yes, writing those down in an affirmative way and to "die" to my old way of thinking, talking and feeling about them.
Isn't this what Jesus did when He looked past the actions and into the heart and offered love, forgiveness and healing?
Hopefully this exercise in Love and holding no record of wrongs will result in my loved ones rising to a new level in their own lives by rising to my new expectations of them.
We'll see!
Did you ever have blocks to love in your relationships? How did you overcome them? I'd love to hear your comments!
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll drop by weekly for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
March 31, 2018
#SaturdaySpotlight
Good Morning!
Normally I'd say welcome to the last Saturday Spotlight for March but my scheduled guest could not be here, and I was unable to scramble in a replacement, therefore NO Saturday Spotlight today )and NO this is NOT an early April Fools joke either LOL!).
Since it is Easter weekend I don't mind not having a guest. We'll just take today to remember what today and tomorrow signify.....
the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
The St Patrick's day romance giveaway is over as is Eggcerpt Exchange but Timeless Suspense is still available for a limited time.
I pray your Easter is Blessed and Happy and that you'll take time out to reflect on all God has done for you!
Join me next week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday spotlight.
Until then, take care and God bless. PamT
Normally I'd say welcome to the last Saturday Spotlight for March but my scheduled guest could not be here, and I was unable to scramble in a replacement, therefore NO Saturday Spotlight today )and NO this is NOT an early April Fools joke either LOL!).
Since it is Easter weekend I don't mind not having a guest. We'll just take today to remember what today and tomorrow signify.....
the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
The St Patrick's day romance giveaway is over as is Eggcerpt Exchange but Timeless Suspense is still available for a limited time.
I pray your Easter is Blessed and Happy and that you'll take time out to reflect on all God has done for you!
Join me next week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday spotlight.
Until then, take care and God bless. PamT
March 29, 2018
#ThursdayThoughts #EggcerptExchange with Jana Richards
Good Morning and Welcome!
It's Holy Thursday, the day many celebrate the Last Supper.
It's also the last Eggcerpt Exchange post for this year.
Tuesday I introduced a new to me author and today is another....
When Jana Richards read her first romance novel, she immediately knew two things: she had to commit the stories running through her head to paper, and they had to end with a happily ever after. She also knew she’d found what she was meant to do. Since then she’s never met a romance genre she didn’t like. She writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and historical romance set in World War Two, in lengths ranging from short story to full length novel. Just for fun, she throws in generous helpings of humor, and the occasional dash of the paranormal. Her paranormal romantic suspense “Seeing Things” was a 2008 EPPIE finalist.
In her life away from writing, Jana is an accountant/admin assistant, a mother to two grown daughters, and a wife to her husband Warren. She enjoys golf, yoga, movies, concerts, travel and reading, not necessarily in that order. She and her husband live in Winnipeg, Canada with their Pug/Terrier cross Lou and several unnamed goldfish. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at www.janarichards.com or the following Social Media sites...
Blog: http://janarichards.blogspot.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/JanaRichardsAuthorTwitter: http://www.twitter.com/JanaRichards_Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/janarichardsAmazon UK Author Page: http://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B002DEVWWG Newsletter Signup: http://janarichards.com/contact.html#newslet... https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2892274Jana_RichardsGoogle+ Profile: https://plus.google.com/100820406211390323245 Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/jana-richards
Jana is sharing with us her brand new series of contemporary romances and tells us they are "spicy with fully developed love scenes" so be aware if you check them out!
Love at Solace Lake Series Blurb:
Love is worth the risk…
When their grandfather dies, the Lindquist sisters, Harper, Scarlet and Maggie, inherit the northern Minnesota fishing lodge that had been in their family for three generations. The inheritance is bittersweet. They were raised at the lodge by their grandparents. The natural beauty of the place hasn’t changed, but the building itself is crumbling and desperately in need of repair. The lodge also reminds them of what they lost. Twenty-two years previously, their parents died there in what was ruled a murder/suicide.
As the sisters struggle to breathe new life into the failing lodge, old fears and questions rise to the surface even as new love presents itself. Why did their father murder their mother? What truths did their grandparents keep from them? The sisters must fight to keep the wounds of the past from putting their futures, and their fledgling relationships, in jeopardy.
She can’t live with one more lie. He can’t tell the truth.
Harper Lindquist is convinced she’s found the answer to her financial prayers. Unless she pours cash into crumbling Solace Lake Lodge, she’ll lose her family’s legacy. Her would-be savior arrives in the middle of a Minnesota blizzard and she’s determined to prove to her reluctant, and trapped, financier the lodge is a sound investment. But Harper isn’t completely honest with him. And she has no idea the lake is hiding secrets of its own.
Ethan James is a liar, but his money is very real. He isn’t convinced a broken-down inn is a smart investment opportunity. But the more he understands Harper’s dreams and desires, the more he wants to be the man to make them come true. The trauma in both their pasts means neither can fully trust the other. They must find the courage to love, to trust, and to accept, or yesterday’s sorrows will keep them apart.
Cameron Hainstock meets Scarlett at his brother’s wedding to her sister and their attraction is instantaneous. But Cam avoids the beautiful marketing executive. All his efforts are aimed at battling for custody of his only child. When the unimaginable happens and Cam faces the biggest challenge of his life, he’s reluctant to accept help to halt his downward spiral. Can they learn to trust each other and fight for a future together or will they go their separate ways?
The truth could destroy them. Or set them free.
Maggie Lindquist left Solace Lake determined never to return. Circumstances have pulled her back and she’s helping to restore her family’s dilapidated fishing lodge. When she agreed to the plan she didn’t expect to have to work side by side with the man who abandoned her ten years earlier. She didn’t expect to like him, or want him ever again. But can she trust him as she once did?
Luke Carlsson rushes home to tend to his ailing mother. Her lengthy illness means he needs to stay, at least temporarily. And to stay, he needs to work. Solace Lake Lodge offers him a job and an opportunity to work with the woman he’s never stopped loving. But the restoration is unleashing secrets hidden for decades and no one is left unscathed. Especially not Maggie and Luke, whose love needs to be resilient enough to forgive, and strong enough to build a future together.
If you enjoy contemporary romances, this sounds like a great series! Love at Solace Lake books can be purchased through Amazon
Jana will be out of pocket today but will check in and respond ASAHP and over the weekend.
Hope you enjoyed today's Eggcerpt Exchange and that you'll stop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Also today is the LAST day to participate in the St. Patrick's Day Romance Giveaway so if you haven't entered do so ASAHP!
Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
It's Holy Thursday, the day many celebrate the Last Supper.
It's also the last Eggcerpt Exchange post for this year.
Tuesday I introduced a new to me author and today is another....
When Jana Richards read her first romance novel, she immediately knew two things: she had to commit the stories running through her head to paper, and they had to end with a happily ever after. She also knew she’d found what she was meant to do. Since then she’s never met a romance genre she didn’t like. She writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and historical romance set in World War Two, in lengths ranging from short story to full length novel. Just for fun, she throws in generous helpings of humor, and the occasional dash of the paranormal. Her paranormal romantic suspense “Seeing Things” was a 2008 EPPIE finalist.
In her life away from writing, Jana is an accountant/admin assistant, a mother to two grown daughters, and a wife to her husband Warren. She enjoys golf, yoga, movies, concerts, travel and reading, not necessarily in that order. She and her husband live in Winnipeg, Canada with their Pug/Terrier cross Lou and several unnamed goldfish. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at www.janarichards.com or the following Social Media sites...
Blog: http://janarichards.blogspot.comFacebook: http://www.facebook.com/JanaRichardsAuthorTwitter: http://www.twitter.com/JanaRichards_Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/janarichardsAmazon UK Author Page: http://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B002DEVWWG Newsletter Signup: http://janarichards.com/contact.html#newslet... https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2892274Jana_RichardsGoogle+ Profile: https://plus.google.com/100820406211390323245 Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/jana-richards
Jana is sharing with us her brand new series of contemporary romances and tells us they are "spicy with fully developed love scenes" so be aware if you check them out!
Love at Solace Lake Series Blurb:
Love is worth the risk…
When their grandfather dies, the Lindquist sisters, Harper, Scarlet and Maggie, inherit the northern Minnesota fishing lodge that had been in their family for three generations. The inheritance is bittersweet. They were raised at the lodge by their grandparents. The natural beauty of the place hasn’t changed, but the building itself is crumbling and desperately in need of repair. The lodge also reminds them of what they lost. Twenty-two years previously, their parents died there in what was ruled a murder/suicide.
As the sisters struggle to breathe new life into the failing lodge, old fears and questions rise to the surface even as new love presents itself. Why did their father murder their mother? What truths did their grandparents keep from them? The sisters must fight to keep the wounds of the past from putting their futures, and their fledgling relationships, in jeopardy.
She can’t live with one more lie. He can’t tell the truth.Harper Lindquist is convinced she’s found the answer to her financial prayers. Unless she pours cash into crumbling Solace Lake Lodge, she’ll lose her family’s legacy. Her would-be savior arrives in the middle of a Minnesota blizzard and she’s determined to prove to her reluctant, and trapped, financier the lodge is a sound investment. But Harper isn’t completely honest with him. And she has no idea the lake is hiding secrets of its own.
Ethan James is a liar, but his money is very real. He isn’t convinced a broken-down inn is a smart investment opportunity. But the more he understands Harper’s dreams and desires, the more he wants to be the man to make them come true. The trauma in both their pasts means neither can fully trust the other. They must find the courage to love, to trust, and to accept, or yesterday’s sorrows will keep them apart.
Cameron Hainstock meets Scarlett at his brother’s wedding to her sister and their attraction is instantaneous. But Cam avoids the beautiful marketing executive. All his efforts are aimed at battling for custody of his only child. When the unimaginable happens and Cam faces the biggest challenge of his life, he’s reluctant to accept help to halt his downward spiral. Can they learn to trust each other and fight for a future together or will they go their separate ways?
The truth could destroy them. Or set them free.
Maggie Lindquist left Solace Lake determined never to return. Circumstances have pulled her back and she’s helping to restore her family’s dilapidated fishing lodge. When she agreed to the plan she didn’t expect to have to work side by side with the man who abandoned her ten years earlier. She didn’t expect to like him, or want him ever again. But can she trust him as she once did?Luke Carlsson rushes home to tend to his ailing mother. Her lengthy illness means he needs to stay, at least temporarily. And to stay, he needs to work. Solace Lake Lodge offers him a job and an opportunity to work with the woman he’s never stopped loving. But the restoration is unleashing secrets hidden for decades and no one is left unscathed. Especially not Maggie and Luke, whose love needs to be resilient enough to forgive, and strong enough to build a future together.
If you enjoy contemporary romances, this sounds like a great series! Love at Solace Lake books can be purchased through Amazon
Jana will be out of pocket today but will check in and respond ASAHP and over the weekend.
Hope you enjoyed today's Eggcerpt Exchange and that you'll stop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Also today is the LAST day to participate in the St. Patrick's Day Romance Giveaway so if you haven't entered do so ASAHP!
Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
March 27, 2018
#TuesdayTreasures #EggCerptExchange with Robin Michaela
Well, March is wrapping up as is this year's Eggcerpt Exchange. I am always pleased to bring you a new to me author so please welcome, Robin Michaela with The Billionaire’s Club Boxed set. I was on Robin's blog last week. You can check it out here.
I'm Robin Michaela and I’m thrilled to be one of the 12 authors in The Billionaire's Club multi-author boxed set! The Billionaire’s Club is all about high stakes, risk takers, and power-wielding billionaires. This sizzling hot set will take you on a ride of romance, seduction, and games of wealth and fortune. Find out what happens when these powerful men meet their match.
Part of my book, Stealing the Billionaire’s Heart, takes place in Venice. In one scene, Lyra and Nicolas take a dreamy gondola ride to a romantic restaurant overlooking a tiny canal. While they’re dining, their gondola gets caught up in a traffic jam of sorts, plugging the canal entrance and forcing them to walk back to Nick’s palazzo.
When my husband and I visited Venice a few years ago, I was fascinated with a small corner of a canal off St. Mark’s Square. It was filled to overflowing with at least a dozen gondolas (and a lot of noise!) as the gondoliers jockeyed for prime positions to snag customers. That memory inspired Lyra and Nick’s romantic evening. I hope you enjoy it!
BLURB:Lyra Bretton is stunned when she’s abandoned at the altar. Figuring the best way to get over one man is to get under another one, she combs the luxurious Las Vegas resort where she was to be married, intent on spending her almost-wedding night with the sexiest man she can find.Billionaire womanizer, Nicolas Sebastian, is tempted by the beautiful bride’s shocking proposal. The workaholic COO of the family hotel chain can’t deny his attraction to the woman who should be weeping in her room instead of shredding her wedding gown in his lounge. Their chemistry is explosive, but Nicolas has been burned before. He’ll never commit his heart because he learned years ago that women are only interested in his wallet. Their Vegas fling soon turns into something neither of them can control. But, when they travel to his lavish property in Italy, money goes missing and expensive jewelry turns up in Lyra’s possession, putting their fragile future in jeopardy. Unless they can find a way to trust again, they risk losing each other forever.
EXCERPT:As Nicolas stood in the shadows, Lyra shifted and caught sight of him. When she did, she beamed and held out her hand. “Come here, Nick. You’re missing all the fun.”“What’s up?”“Well…I’m hoping you will be, lover…and very soon.” She wet her lips and squeezed his hand. “But I was referring to the Gondola Wars going on down there.” Gesturing toward the canal, she raised her wine glass and saluted the gondoliers on the canal below.He grinned and slid into his chair, then leaned over to look below. Two boats were cruising the tiny canal, side-by-side. They’d apparently gotten stuck together in the narrows, but that didn’t deter the gondoliers. Each was pushing and prodding the other’s boat in an attempt to get free. Their passengers clung to each other as the gondolas rocked in their wake. While Nicolas watched, their own gondola got caught in the altercation. Their gondolier had untied his boat and drifted away from the other vessels, but ended up being just wide enough to snugly jam all three boats together, blocking the entrance to the canal.“Looks like we’re walking home,” Nicolas commented. “I hope not. I have no idea where we are. This city is like a maze.”“No worries, I know exactly where the palazzois.” He winked at her. “Stick with me, kid, I’ll get you places.”Lyra squinted at him. “Isn’t that an old joke? I don’t remember the setup, though.”“What did the stamp say to the envelope?”Lyra giggled. “Oh…stick with me…I get it.”By the time they finished their meal, she was grateful for the chance to walk off some of their food. They were holding hands, strolling the dark cobblestone streets, and stopping about every fifty feet to kiss. “It’s a good thing I don’t live here,” she told Nicolas. “I’d be on a permanent diet. I adore pasta.”“The meal was superb,” he agreed, “but you wouldn’t need to diet if you lived in Venice.”“Why not?”He stopped as they reached the crest of the small bridge they were crossing, then cupped the back of her head and drew her into a leisurely kiss that had her pulse thrumming. “Because I can think of plenty of ways to work it off. Say, by chasing you around the bedroom every night.”“Why, Nick, what makes you think I’d run?”
HEAT LEVEL: PG-17 to X (Steamy to erotic romance)
BUY LINK: The Billionaire's Clubreleases on May 29, 2018. PREORDER NOW for just $0.99!
BIO:
Robin Michaela writes heartfelt, small town contemporary romances in all levels of heat, from sweet to steamy. Her stories combine family, pets, hope and friendship – all the elements that bring her readers emotional and enduring love stories.
By day, she’s a dental hygienist in the Deep South. By night, Robin can be found crafting her next novel - often while trying to type around The Cat On The Keyboard. She's a runner and chocolate lover (which explains why she runs) and happily married to her own Handsome Prince.
Robin loves to hear from readers. Subscribe to her newsletterand get her FREE sexy novelette, Marrying Mr. Wrong, just for signing up!
Website: www.robinmichaela.comBlog: https://robinmichaela.com/blog/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RobinMichaelaRomancesTwitter: https://twitter.com/robinsromancesGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16141341.Robin_Michaela
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll check back for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
I'm Robin Michaela and I’m thrilled to be one of the 12 authors in The Billionaire's Club multi-author boxed set! The Billionaire’s Club is all about high stakes, risk takers, and power-wielding billionaires. This sizzling hot set will take you on a ride of romance, seduction, and games of wealth and fortune. Find out what happens when these powerful men meet their match.
Part of my book, Stealing the Billionaire’s Heart, takes place in Venice. In one scene, Lyra and Nicolas take a dreamy gondola ride to a romantic restaurant overlooking a tiny canal. While they’re dining, their gondola gets caught up in a traffic jam of sorts, plugging the canal entrance and forcing them to walk back to Nick’s palazzo.
When my husband and I visited Venice a few years ago, I was fascinated with a small corner of a canal off St. Mark’s Square. It was filled to overflowing with at least a dozen gondolas (and a lot of noise!) as the gondoliers jockeyed for prime positions to snag customers. That memory inspired Lyra and Nick’s romantic evening. I hope you enjoy it!
BLURB:Lyra Bretton is stunned when she’s abandoned at the altar. Figuring the best way to get over one man is to get under another one, she combs the luxurious Las Vegas resort where she was to be married, intent on spending her almost-wedding night with the sexiest man she can find.Billionaire womanizer, Nicolas Sebastian, is tempted by the beautiful bride’s shocking proposal. The workaholic COO of the family hotel chain can’t deny his attraction to the woman who should be weeping in her room instead of shredding her wedding gown in his lounge. Their chemistry is explosive, but Nicolas has been burned before. He’ll never commit his heart because he learned years ago that women are only interested in his wallet. Their Vegas fling soon turns into something neither of them can control. But, when they travel to his lavish property in Italy, money goes missing and expensive jewelry turns up in Lyra’s possession, putting their fragile future in jeopardy. Unless they can find a way to trust again, they risk losing each other forever.EXCERPT:As Nicolas stood in the shadows, Lyra shifted and caught sight of him. When she did, she beamed and held out her hand. “Come here, Nick. You’re missing all the fun.”“What’s up?”“Well…I’m hoping you will be, lover…and very soon.” She wet her lips and squeezed his hand. “But I was referring to the Gondola Wars going on down there.” Gesturing toward the canal, she raised her wine glass and saluted the gondoliers on the canal below.He grinned and slid into his chair, then leaned over to look below. Two boats were cruising the tiny canal, side-by-side. They’d apparently gotten stuck together in the narrows, but that didn’t deter the gondoliers. Each was pushing and prodding the other’s boat in an attempt to get free. Their passengers clung to each other as the gondolas rocked in their wake. While Nicolas watched, their own gondola got caught in the altercation. Their gondolier had untied his boat and drifted away from the other vessels, but ended up being just wide enough to snugly jam all three boats together, blocking the entrance to the canal.“Looks like we’re walking home,” Nicolas commented. “I hope not. I have no idea where we are. This city is like a maze.”“No worries, I know exactly where the palazzois.” He winked at her. “Stick with me, kid, I’ll get you places.”Lyra squinted at him. “Isn’t that an old joke? I don’t remember the setup, though.”“What did the stamp say to the envelope?”Lyra giggled. “Oh…stick with me…I get it.”By the time they finished their meal, she was grateful for the chance to walk off some of their food. They were holding hands, strolling the dark cobblestone streets, and stopping about every fifty feet to kiss. “It’s a good thing I don’t live here,” she told Nicolas. “I’d be on a permanent diet. I adore pasta.”“The meal was superb,” he agreed, “but you wouldn’t need to diet if you lived in Venice.”“Why not?”He stopped as they reached the crest of the small bridge they were crossing, then cupped the back of her head and drew her into a leisurely kiss that had her pulse thrumming. “Because I can think of plenty of ways to work it off. Say, by chasing you around the bedroom every night.”“Why, Nick, what makes you think I’d run?”
HEAT LEVEL: PG-17 to X (Steamy to erotic romance)
BUY LINK: The Billionaire's Clubreleases on May 29, 2018. PREORDER NOW for just $0.99!
BIO:
Robin Michaela writes heartfelt, small town contemporary romances in all levels of heat, from sweet to steamy. Her stories combine family, pets, hope and friendship – all the elements that bring her readers emotional and enduring love stories.
By day, she’s a dental hygienist in the Deep South. By night, Robin can be found crafting her next novel - often while trying to type around The Cat On The Keyboard. She's a runner and chocolate lover (which explains why she runs) and happily married to her own Handsome Prince.
Robin loves to hear from readers. Subscribe to her newsletterand get her FREE sexy novelette, Marrying Mr. Wrong, just for signing up!
Website: www.robinmichaela.comBlog: https://robinmichaela.com/blog/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RobinMichaelaRomancesTwitter: https://twitter.com/robinsromancesGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16141341.Robin_Michaela
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll check back for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
March 24, 2018
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Raquel Byrnes & The Tremblers
Good Morning Friends!
It is always one of my greatest pleasures to feature a fellow Pelican Book Group author and today is no exception.
Raquel Byrnes writes across several genres including YA Steampunk, Fantasy, and Gothic Mystery. Critically acclaimed for her edge-of-your-seat stories with complex characters and heart pounding thrills, she is always looking for another adventure in which to partake. When she's not writing she can be seen geeking out over sci-fi movies, reading anything she can get her hands on, and having arguments about the television series Firefly in coffee shops. She lives in Southern California with her husband, six kids, and various reptiles. You can connect with Raquel by visiting her Website or Blog and on Twitter @raquelbyrnes
Charlotte Blackburn—Beautiful, intelligent, a gifted tinkerer—lives in a cloistered world of wealth and privilege beneath the Electric Tesla Dome that shields survivors of The Great Calamity. But when her father is abducted, and a strange sickness starts transforming men into vicious monsters, she discovers that technology is no protection at all.
Ashton Wells has a dire mission: Secure Colonel Blackburn and deliver his research to The Order of the Sword and Scroll. But the plan goes awry, and he is left with nothing but the colonel's daughter who has a target on her back and is willing stop at nothing to rescue her father—including handing over to the enemy the only means to stop the monstrous plague.
Branded as traitors, Ashton and Charlotte brave the treacherous floating sky ports of Outer City to hunt down the elusive inventor who is the only person able to activate the strange device that harbors the secret to their salvation.
With the government closing in, a rebellion brewing in the streets, and terrifying Tremblers attacking the innocent, the two must work together to stop their fragile world from crumbling once more into destruction.
Excerpt:
New York City-State, October 1885
Ashton Wells sprinted through the fog. It drifted in the alleyway, swirling aloft a prone figure just ahead. He skidded to his friend’s side as filament lamps sparked and sizzled in the misty night casting the grisly scene with wavering shadows.
Agent Roland Cavendish slumped unnaturally against a wood crate, eyes clenched. He panted, pain twisting his face into a grimace. “Ash, it’s darker than I imagined.” Roland coughed, pink froth bubbling at the corner of his mouth. “Blackburn. G–get to Blackburn before it’s too late.”
“Where have you been?” Ashton eased closer, his throat tight with worry. His gaze went to Roland’s chest, to the burn trail left by the charge. The heat of the surge left a dark and jagged scald along the armored vest, boring through to Roland’s heart. Crimson seeped between the cobblestones, the edges of the blood going white with frost. Ashton stifled a groan. “I’ve been tearing this city-state apart for two days searching for you!”
“My contact never showed.” Roland arched, pain wracking his body. He grabbed at Ashton’s coat with a fist. “Blackburn, he has to stop it, Ash. There is no time to waste or the blight gets us all.”
“Easy.” Ashton pulled a kerchief from his pocket using it to stem the flow of blood. “What are you talking about? Why did you disappear?”
“The Governors, keep Blackburn from them.”
“Colonel Blackburn?” Ashton asked, surprised. “Why him? What did you discover?”
“It’s the c–cold,” Roland rasped, his eyes going glassy as his hand drifted down. He opened and closed his mouth twice and was still.
Ashton eased his friend down. Standing, he pulled the tracer gun from the holster at his hip, and revved the gear works with his thumb. They glowed bright purple with a building charge. Tiny sparks arched from the weapon to the grounding rivets on his gloved hand. He had to find Blackburn.
The Tremblers - along with Raquel's other titles can be found at Pelican Book Group and Amazon!
Hope you enjoyed today's post & that you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
It is always one of my greatest pleasures to feature a fellow Pelican Book Group author and today is no exception.
Raquel Byrnes writes across several genres including YA Steampunk, Fantasy, and Gothic Mystery. Critically acclaimed for her edge-of-your-seat stories with complex characters and heart pounding thrills, she is always looking for another adventure in which to partake. When she's not writing she can be seen geeking out over sci-fi movies, reading anything she can get her hands on, and having arguments about the television series Firefly in coffee shops. She lives in Southern California with her husband, six kids, and various reptiles. You can connect with Raquel by visiting her Website or Blog and on Twitter @raquelbyrnes 
Charlotte Blackburn—Beautiful, intelligent, a gifted tinkerer—lives in a cloistered world of wealth and privilege beneath the Electric Tesla Dome that shields survivors of The Great Calamity. But when her father is abducted, and a strange sickness starts transforming men into vicious monsters, she discovers that technology is no protection at all.Ashton Wells has a dire mission: Secure Colonel Blackburn and deliver his research to The Order of the Sword and Scroll. But the plan goes awry, and he is left with nothing but the colonel's daughter who has a target on her back and is willing stop at nothing to rescue her father—including handing over to the enemy the only means to stop the monstrous plague.
Branded as traitors, Ashton and Charlotte brave the treacherous floating sky ports of Outer City to hunt down the elusive inventor who is the only person able to activate the strange device that harbors the secret to their salvation.
With the government closing in, a rebellion brewing in the streets, and terrifying Tremblers attacking the innocent, the two must work together to stop their fragile world from crumbling once more into destruction.
Excerpt:
New York City-State, October 1885
Ashton Wells sprinted through the fog. It drifted in the alleyway, swirling aloft a prone figure just ahead. He skidded to his friend’s side as filament lamps sparked and sizzled in the misty night casting the grisly scene with wavering shadows.
Agent Roland Cavendish slumped unnaturally against a wood crate, eyes clenched. He panted, pain twisting his face into a grimace. “Ash, it’s darker than I imagined.” Roland coughed, pink froth bubbling at the corner of his mouth. “Blackburn. G–get to Blackburn before it’s too late.”
“Where have you been?” Ashton eased closer, his throat tight with worry. His gaze went to Roland’s chest, to the burn trail left by the charge. The heat of the surge left a dark and jagged scald along the armored vest, boring through to Roland’s heart. Crimson seeped between the cobblestones, the edges of the blood going white with frost. Ashton stifled a groan. “I’ve been tearing this city-state apart for two days searching for you!”
“My contact never showed.” Roland arched, pain wracking his body. He grabbed at Ashton’s coat with a fist. “Blackburn, he has to stop it, Ash. There is no time to waste or the blight gets us all.”
“Easy.” Ashton pulled a kerchief from his pocket using it to stem the flow of blood. “What are you talking about? Why did you disappear?”
“The Governors, keep Blackburn from them.”
“Colonel Blackburn?” Ashton asked, surprised. “Why him? What did you discover?”
“It’s the c–cold,” Roland rasped, his eyes going glassy as his hand drifted down. He opened and closed his mouth twice and was still.
Ashton eased his friend down. Standing, he pulled the tracer gun from the holster at his hip, and revved the gear works with his thumb. They glowed bright purple with a building charge. Tiny sparks arched from the weapon to the grounding rivets on his gloved hand. He had to find Blackburn.
The Tremblers - along with Raquel's other titles can be found at Pelican Book Group and Amazon!
Hope you enjoyed today's post & that you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
March 22, 2018
#ThursdayThoughts #EggCerptExchange with Valerie Ullmer!
Good Morning!
Well the EggCerpt Exchange blog hop is coming to a close. Just two more posts after this one. Hard to imagine Easter is just a little over a week away! On April Fools Day no less! Can't say as I ever remember that happening before.
Anyway please welcome a new-to-me author to our blog and get a peek into her paranormal, erotic , novel, Jade. ...
Jade never wanted a mate. She loved being an assassin and she had a family in her fellow assassins, their mates, and little Silas. She truly had everything she needed. But when Ghost assigned her to track the same immortals who tried to kill Xander’s family, she couldn’t refuse.
But the complication arises when Ghost requests she partner with Noah, a human and ex-special forces soldier. Jade has never worked with a human before, much less one that hated her from the moment he laid eyes on her. But she was a professional and if she could play a part in destroying the immortals who threatened her family, she could accept the human. If only she knew how to fight her attraction to him.
All Noah Hale wanted was to kill the immortals who lured his best friend and fellow ex-Navy SEAL to his death. He had no desire to be teamed with a beautiful tracker who mesmerized him the moment she turned her emerald eyes his way. But in order to stop other soldiers from pursuing the same fate, he needed to swallow his pride and work with a group of immortals he didn’t trust.
As Jade and Noah track the group of shifters through the mountains of Colorado, the danger lurking around every corner threatens everything they both hold close. Will they be able to find a way through, together?
Excerpt:Jade caught a scent of a human as she entered the fourteen-story building in downtown Snowfall. It wasn’t just any human scent, but something that made all of her instincts flare. She knew that she’d never caught this particular scent before, but something told her that this human might be important to her. She tried to brush it off as quickly as the thought came, but she couldn’t find it coincidental she smelled it in the same steel building owned by Ghost and housed the headquarters of Dark Company.As she dismissed the fleeting thought of searching for the scent, her heart thumped once, hard, in her chest at the thought of not finding its owner. She forced herself to walk toward the elevator bank, ignoring the unwanted perusals she received from the men in the lobby. Even in an unassuming hoodie and black yoga pants, she drew unwanted attention. A side effect of being an immortal.The elevator opened as soon as she pressed the up-button and she kept her gaze down as she walked into the elevator. She entered the code to get to Ghost’s private floor, her movements too quick to be caught by the human eye, before she squeezed into the corner. Jade used her other senses as three men in suits and two women entered the enclosed space with her. There was no need to glance at the glass interior that covered the back wall to see what she looked like.She sensed eyes on her. Instead of searching out the gaze, she whipped her long, straight dyed black hair into a bun on the back of her head with quick movements before sneaking her hands into the front pockets of her hoodie.Jade waited patiently as the car traveled toward the penthouse, her ultimate destination, but she couldn’t help but try to find the intriguing scent from earlier.After my meeting.All she knew was he hadn’t used the particular elevator she was in and the higher the lift took her in the building, the more his scent dissipated.In her entire existence, or what she remembered of it, she’d never been attracted to…anyone. She’d never felt the pull to find someone either. But lately, she’d felt increasingly restless whenever she had any downtime and her skin tingled in a way that had nothing to do with signaling immediate danger. It was as though her body tried to convey something she didn’t understand.Her thoughts were interrupted when a man who had gotten into the elevator with her on the first floor stepped into her personal space.“Hey, beautiful?”Jade rolled her eyes and raised her head to glare at the man. Of course, he wouldn’t take the hint that she wanted to be left alone. To emphasize the point, she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, moving away from his intrusion.The man decided to take this as an invitation and moved to wrap his arm around her waist. The move gave her a clear shot to his ribs and she took it, gently moving her elbow back and making contact. She flinched when she heard a distinctive crack, realizing she hadn’t been careful enough. Before she could apologize, the elevator door opened and he ran off without looking back, holding onto his side.She sighed.
Purchase Jade at Amazon Amazon UK & Amazon AU Author Bio: Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary erotic romances. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character-driven romances.
Hope you enjoyed the eggcerpt exchange (I was on Valerie's blog Monday) and that you'll stop back each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
Well the EggCerpt Exchange blog hop is coming to a close. Just two more posts after this one. Hard to imagine Easter is just a little over a week away! On April Fools Day no less! Can't say as I ever remember that happening before.
Anyway please welcome a new-to-me author to our blog and get a peek into her paranormal, erotic , novel, Jade. ...
Jade never wanted a mate. She loved being an assassin and she had a family in her fellow assassins, their mates, and little Silas. She truly had everything she needed. But when Ghost assigned her to track the same immortals who tried to kill Xander’s family, she couldn’t refuse. But the complication arises when Ghost requests she partner with Noah, a human and ex-special forces soldier. Jade has never worked with a human before, much less one that hated her from the moment he laid eyes on her. But she was a professional and if she could play a part in destroying the immortals who threatened her family, she could accept the human. If only she knew how to fight her attraction to him.
All Noah Hale wanted was to kill the immortals who lured his best friend and fellow ex-Navy SEAL to his death. He had no desire to be teamed with a beautiful tracker who mesmerized him the moment she turned her emerald eyes his way. But in order to stop other soldiers from pursuing the same fate, he needed to swallow his pride and work with a group of immortals he didn’t trust.
As Jade and Noah track the group of shifters through the mountains of Colorado, the danger lurking around every corner threatens everything they both hold close. Will they be able to find a way through, together?
Excerpt:Jade caught a scent of a human as she entered the fourteen-story building in downtown Snowfall. It wasn’t just any human scent, but something that made all of her instincts flare. She knew that she’d never caught this particular scent before, but something told her that this human might be important to her. She tried to brush it off as quickly as the thought came, but she couldn’t find it coincidental she smelled it in the same steel building owned by Ghost and housed the headquarters of Dark Company.As she dismissed the fleeting thought of searching for the scent, her heart thumped once, hard, in her chest at the thought of not finding its owner. She forced herself to walk toward the elevator bank, ignoring the unwanted perusals she received from the men in the lobby. Even in an unassuming hoodie and black yoga pants, she drew unwanted attention. A side effect of being an immortal.The elevator opened as soon as she pressed the up-button and she kept her gaze down as she walked into the elevator. She entered the code to get to Ghost’s private floor, her movements too quick to be caught by the human eye, before she squeezed into the corner. Jade used her other senses as three men in suits and two women entered the enclosed space with her. There was no need to glance at the glass interior that covered the back wall to see what she looked like.She sensed eyes on her. Instead of searching out the gaze, she whipped her long, straight dyed black hair into a bun on the back of her head with quick movements before sneaking her hands into the front pockets of her hoodie.Jade waited patiently as the car traveled toward the penthouse, her ultimate destination, but she couldn’t help but try to find the intriguing scent from earlier.After my meeting.All she knew was he hadn’t used the particular elevator she was in and the higher the lift took her in the building, the more his scent dissipated.In her entire existence, or what she remembered of it, she’d never been attracted to…anyone. She’d never felt the pull to find someone either. But lately, she’d felt increasingly restless whenever she had any downtime and her skin tingled in a way that had nothing to do with signaling immediate danger. It was as though her body tried to convey something she didn’t understand.Her thoughts were interrupted when a man who had gotten into the elevator with her on the first floor stepped into her personal space.“Hey, beautiful?”Jade rolled her eyes and raised her head to glare at the man. Of course, he wouldn’t take the hint that she wanted to be left alone. To emphasize the point, she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, moving away from his intrusion.The man decided to take this as an invitation and moved to wrap his arm around her waist. The move gave her a clear shot to his ribs and she took it, gently moving her elbow back and making contact. She flinched when she heard a distinctive crack, realizing she hadn’t been careful enough. Before she could apologize, the elevator door opened and he ran off without looking back, holding onto his side.She sighed.
Purchase Jade at Amazon Amazon UK & Amazon AU Author Bio: Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary erotic romances. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character-driven romances.
Hope you enjoyed the eggcerpt exchange (I was on Valerie's blog Monday) and that you'll stop back each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
March 20, 2018
#TuesdayTreasures Guest post by M. Jean Pike!
Good Morning Friends,
Jean Pike is a brand new to me/our blog author withe a brand new book and today she's sharing something she treasures with us.....
Welcome Jean!
I used to be quite a collector. For years my house overflowed with everything from scarecrows to snowmen, tabby cats to tea cups. I had folk art and framed art and all sorts of whimsies. I loved quaint little gift shops and the treasures I would find in them. Four years ago, when I relocated from Western New York to Southeast Ohio, I rented a five-by-eight U-Haul trailer, taking only what would fit inside. I sold or gave away two-thirds of my possessions, keeping only what I loved. It wasn’t upsetting. It was freeing.
These days, I treasure moments. Quiet Saturday mornings when I don't have to set the alarm. Second-cup-of-coffee mornings, the day stretching out ahead like a blank sheet of paper. Moments spent reading good books on my porch, and having lunch out with friends. Walks with my dog on summer evenings, and the way my cat watches out the window for our return. Treasures one and all.
I treasure the little Catholic elementary school where I work, and the beautiful hearts of the children there. Hearts that like me, even on my bad days. Dandelion bouquets and jars full of crickets, and mud puddle- splashing when my own son was small. The sound of my mother’s laughter, and steaming bowls of my father’s potato soup. I guess memories can be treasures, too.
Jesus said, "Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also." I treasure my little country church, and the lovely hearts that gather there. Hearts that accept me, even when I am unlovable. I treasure the amazing God who loves me and has shown Himself faithful throughout every chapter of my life. Even when I have not been.
Though I still enjoy poking around in gift shops, I don't go out treasure hunting so much anymore. Instead, I'm learning to find my treasures from within. To treasure things that are not really things at all, like a small, simple life and all of the lovely moments it contains.
What a lovely and inspiring post, Jean....I too got rid of 90% of my stuff and plan on clearing out more. Thanks for sharing! Now tell us a little about yourself and your book....
Changing seasons. Unexpected blessings. Love that lasts forever. These are a few of M. Jean Pike's favorite things. With a writing career that has spanned two decades, Jean combines a passion for romance with a keen interest in the quirky and offbeat to bring readers unforgettable tales of life, love, and the inner workings of the human heart. In addition to seven full-length novels, she has over two hundred essays and short stories in print.
Visit Jean's blog at https://mjeanpike.wordpress.com/
A woman with no future, a man with no past. A mysterious medallion that can change both of their lives. Forever.
After receiving a devastating medical diagnosis, twenty-eight-year-old Willow Mackenzie is determined to realize her unfulfilled dreams. On a jaunt to a lonely quarry called Baker’s Gully in the hope of photographing an eagle, she discovers and abandoned cottage and its reclusive owner, Darby Sullivan. Captivated by the rose-covered dwelling, Willow knows instinctively she is meant to spend the rest of her life in Baker’s Gully.
A man of secrets, Darby is content with his reclusive existence, but sensing the deadly illness that lurks inside Willow, he agrees to rent her the cottage, knowing it is the one place on earth that can heal her. But saving Willow’s life may cost Darby his own. Available at Amazon!
Thanks so much for joining us today Jean! We certainly wish you the best of luck and God's blessings with your new book.
Hope you enjoyed today's post, friends and that you'll stop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
Jean Pike is a brand new to me/our blog author withe a brand new book and today she's sharing something she treasures with us.....
Welcome Jean!
I used to be quite a collector. For years my house overflowed with everything from scarecrows to snowmen, tabby cats to tea cups. I had folk art and framed art and all sorts of whimsies. I loved quaint little gift shops and the treasures I would find in them. Four years ago, when I relocated from Western New York to Southeast Ohio, I rented a five-by-eight U-Haul trailer, taking only what would fit inside. I sold or gave away two-thirds of my possessions, keeping only what I loved. It wasn’t upsetting. It was freeing.These days, I treasure moments. Quiet Saturday mornings when I don't have to set the alarm. Second-cup-of-coffee mornings, the day stretching out ahead like a blank sheet of paper. Moments spent reading good books on my porch, and having lunch out with friends. Walks with my dog on summer evenings, and the way my cat watches out the window for our return. Treasures one and all.
I treasure the little Catholic elementary school where I work, and the beautiful hearts of the children there. Hearts that like me, even on my bad days. Dandelion bouquets and jars full of crickets, and mud puddle- splashing when my own son was small. The sound of my mother’s laughter, and steaming bowls of my father’s potato soup. I guess memories can be treasures, too.
Jesus said, "Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also." I treasure my little country church, and the lovely hearts that gather there. Hearts that accept me, even when I am unlovable. I treasure the amazing God who loves me and has shown Himself faithful throughout every chapter of my life. Even when I have not been.
Though I still enjoy poking around in gift shops, I don't go out treasure hunting so much anymore. Instead, I'm learning to find my treasures from within. To treasure things that are not really things at all, like a small, simple life and all of the lovely moments it contains.
What a lovely and inspiring post, Jean....I too got rid of 90% of my stuff and plan on clearing out more. Thanks for sharing! Now tell us a little about yourself and your book....
Changing seasons. Unexpected blessings. Love that lasts forever. These are a few of M. Jean Pike's favorite things. With a writing career that has spanned two decades, Jean combines a passion for romance with a keen interest in the quirky and offbeat to bring readers unforgettable tales of life, love, and the inner workings of the human heart. In addition to seven full-length novels, she has over two hundred essays and short stories in print. Visit Jean's blog at https://mjeanpike.wordpress.com/
A woman with no future, a man with no past. A mysterious medallion that can change both of their lives. Forever.After receiving a devastating medical diagnosis, twenty-eight-year-old Willow Mackenzie is determined to realize her unfulfilled dreams. On a jaunt to a lonely quarry called Baker’s Gully in the hope of photographing an eagle, she discovers and abandoned cottage and its reclusive owner, Darby Sullivan. Captivated by the rose-covered dwelling, Willow knows instinctively she is meant to spend the rest of her life in Baker’s Gully.
A man of secrets, Darby is content with his reclusive existence, but sensing the deadly illness that lurks inside Willow, he agrees to rent her the cottage, knowing it is the one place on earth that can heal her. But saving Willow’s life may cost Darby his own. Available at Amazon!
Thanks so much for joining us today Jean! We certainly wish you the best of luck and God's blessings with your new book.
Hope you enjoyed today's post, friends and that you'll stop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless. PamT
March 17, 2018
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Stacey Weeks & The Builder's Reluctant Bride
Good Morning!
Happy St. Patrick's Day! If you haven't heard about or participated in the St. Patrick's Day Facebook Hop, it's not too late! 70 gift cards are up for grabs so join in today!
Last month Stacey shared her book In Too Deep on our spotlight, today she brings us The Builder's Reluctant Bride .....
He Wants a Second Chance. She Says There’s No Going Back. Ten years ago, a public disgrace sent Jenna Jenkins running from her hometown. Now, the success of her professional future hinges on joining her hometown church restoration project. Her partner and team leader on the job is William Scott—expert renovator, volunteer fireman, and the ex-flame who ruined her life. William is in crisis, facing the tightening screws of personal and professional failure. When the interior designer on the church renovation project turns out to be Jenna, William sees it as a chance to make amends. But Jenna wants nothing to do with him. How much will William sacrifice to redeem his mistakes and prove his love? Can Jenna protect her heart this time or will William break her for good?
Watch the book trailer!https://vimeo.com/168368032
The Builder's Reluctant Bride is available at Amazon and Pelican Book Group
Download and read the first two chapters FREE here! https://staceyweeks.com/books/fiction/
What inspired you to write The Builder’s Reluctant Bride?
I wanted to write a story about the messiness of real life. Too often, following the Lord Jesus Christ is portrayed as a simple fix to our troubles. But Scripture teaches us something quite different. Turning to Jesus does not guarantee a removal of our troubles. In fact, it is more likely to increase them as we walk in opposition to the world. Following Jesus is not easy. We are commanded to do things that are impossible in our flesh, but they become possible as we depend on the Holy Spirit’s power and live in submission to God.
I asked Stacey to describe herself in her own words:
I am from the play-until-the-streetlights-turn-on and come-when-your-father-whistles generation. I’m a cool-off-in-the-sprinkler, drink-straight-from-the-hose, and fish-off-the-pier kind of girl. I’m loyal even when others are not. I’ve wrestled with brothers, played Barbie with neighbors, and stayed up too late reading just one more chapter. I’m from BIG Sunday dinners, steaming hot tea, and Saturday morning coin-sized pancakes. I grew up with Tupperware, paper bag lunches, Yorkshire pudding, and mashed potatoes. Lots of mashed potatoes. My family is a finish-what-you-start, bargain shopping, home cooking, and respect-your-elders kind of family. I am one of four children framed in memories on a wall. I jumped off docks, endured eight-hour trips that took twelve, and sat in the middle bench seat of the family sedan. I am a wait until you enter the house before driving away kind of mom. I boil the kettle in a crisis, and I know that a job worth doing is worth doing right. I am a fixer of old things, painter of everything, cleansed and forgiven child of God. I believe that nothing matters more than the Lord Jesus Christ and who I believe He is.
Can you tell us a little more about yourself and direct us to where readers can find you?
I am from the play-until-the-streetlights-turn-on and come-when-your-father-whistles generation. I’m a cool-off-in-the-sprinkler, drink-straight-from-the-hose, and fish-off-the-pier kind of girl. I’m loyal even when others are not. I’ve wrestled with brothers, played Barbie with neighbors, and stayed up too late reading just one more chapter.
I’m from BIG Sunday dinners, steaming hot tea, and Saturday morning coin-sized pancakes. I grew up with Tupperware, paper bag lunches, Yorkshire pudding, and mashed potatoes. Lots of mashed potatoes. My family is a finish-what-you-start, bargain shopping, home cooking, and respect-your-elders kind of family. I am one of four children framed in memories on a wall. I jumped off docks, endured eight-hour trips that took twelve, and sat in the middle bench seat of the family sedan. I am a wait until you enter the house before driving away kind of mom. I boil the kettle in a crisis, and I know that a job worth doing is worth doing right. I am a fixer of old things, painter of everything, cleansed and forgiven child of God. I believe that nothing matters more than the Lord Jesus Christ and who I believe He is.
Website: www.staceyweeks.com - I post weekly devotionals and regular home renovation projects and crafts under the blog tab. You’ll find links and information on all of my books.
Facebook: www.facebook.com/writerSWeeks - This is where I post questions to readers and collect feedback for projects. It’s also where you’ll find the most up to date information.
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/cZgDb9 The newsletter is emailed once every spring, summer, fall, and winter and is full of information, deals, and opportunities available only to subscribers.
Twitter: @WriterSWeeks
Thank you so much Stacey and friends for joining us today! Check back each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless. PamT
Happy St. Patrick's Day! If you haven't heard about or participated in the St. Patrick's Day Facebook Hop, it's not too late! 70 gift cards are up for grabs so join in today!
Last month Stacey shared her book In Too Deep on our spotlight, today she brings us The Builder's Reluctant Bride .....
He Wants a Second Chance. She Says There’s No Going Back. Ten years ago, a public disgrace sent Jenna Jenkins running from her hometown. Now, the success of her professional future hinges on joining her hometown church restoration project. Her partner and team leader on the job is William Scott—expert renovator, volunteer fireman, and the ex-flame who ruined her life. William is in crisis, facing the tightening screws of personal and professional failure. When the interior designer on the church renovation project turns out to be Jenna, William sees it as a chance to make amends. But Jenna wants nothing to do with him. How much will William sacrifice to redeem his mistakes and prove his love? Can Jenna protect her heart this time or will William break her for good?
Watch the book trailer!https://vimeo.com/168368032
The Builder's Reluctant Bride is available at Amazon and Pelican Book Group
Download and read the first two chapters FREE here! https://staceyweeks.com/books/fiction/
What inspired you to write The Builder’s Reluctant Bride?
I wanted to write a story about the messiness of real life. Too often, following the Lord Jesus Christ is portrayed as a simple fix to our troubles. But Scripture teaches us something quite different. Turning to Jesus does not guarantee a removal of our troubles. In fact, it is more likely to increase them as we walk in opposition to the world. Following Jesus is not easy. We are commanded to do things that are impossible in our flesh, but they become possible as we depend on the Holy Spirit’s power and live in submission to God.
I asked Stacey to describe herself in her own words:
I am from the play-until-the-streetlights-turn-on and come-when-your-father-whistles generation. I’m a cool-off-in-the-sprinkler, drink-straight-from-the-hose, and fish-off-the-pier kind of girl. I’m loyal even when others are not. I’ve wrestled with brothers, played Barbie with neighbors, and stayed up too late reading just one more chapter. I’m from BIG Sunday dinners, steaming hot tea, and Saturday morning coin-sized pancakes. I grew up with Tupperware, paper bag lunches, Yorkshire pudding, and mashed potatoes. Lots of mashed potatoes. My family is a finish-what-you-start, bargain shopping, home cooking, and respect-your-elders kind of family. I am one of four children framed in memories on a wall. I jumped off docks, endured eight-hour trips that took twelve, and sat in the middle bench seat of the family sedan. I am a wait until you enter the house before driving away kind of mom. I boil the kettle in a crisis, and I know that a job worth doing is worth doing right. I am a fixer of old things, painter of everything, cleansed and forgiven child of God. I believe that nothing matters more than the Lord Jesus Christ and who I believe He is.
Can you tell us a little more about yourself and direct us to where readers can find you?I am from the play-until-the-streetlights-turn-on and come-when-your-father-whistles generation. I’m a cool-off-in-the-sprinkler, drink-straight-from-the-hose, and fish-off-the-pier kind of girl. I’m loyal even when others are not. I’ve wrestled with brothers, played Barbie with neighbors, and stayed up too late reading just one more chapter.
I’m from BIG Sunday dinners, steaming hot tea, and Saturday morning coin-sized pancakes. I grew up with Tupperware, paper bag lunches, Yorkshire pudding, and mashed potatoes. Lots of mashed potatoes. My family is a finish-what-you-start, bargain shopping, home cooking, and respect-your-elders kind of family. I am one of four children framed in memories on a wall. I jumped off docks, endured eight-hour trips that took twelve, and sat in the middle bench seat of the family sedan. I am a wait until you enter the house before driving away kind of mom. I boil the kettle in a crisis, and I know that a job worth doing is worth doing right. I am a fixer of old things, painter of everything, cleansed and forgiven child of God. I believe that nothing matters more than the Lord Jesus Christ and who I believe He is.
Website: www.staceyweeks.com - I post weekly devotionals and regular home renovation projects and crafts under the blog tab. You’ll find links and information on all of my books.
Facebook: www.facebook.com/writerSWeeks - This is where I post questions to readers and collect feedback for projects. It’s also where you’ll find the most up to date information.
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/cZgDb9 The newsletter is emailed once every spring, summer, fall, and winter and is full of information, deals, and opportunities available only to subscribers.
Twitter: @WriterSWeeks
Thank you so much Stacey and friends for joining us today! Check back each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time take care and God bless. PamT
