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December 20, 2016
#TuesdayTreasures AHA Featured Author, Margo Bond Collins
Good Morning Friends,
I've mentioned before I belong to a couple of promo groups, both called AHA (Authors Helping Authors). One of the groups does the EggCerpt Exchange, Romantic Fall Travels and other such blog hops. The other group, has recently (just this month), implemented a "Featured Author" event. In fact, on Dec. 10th I spotlighted Nicloe Fitton as my first AHA Featured Author guest. Well today I'm pleased to bring you my 2nd AHA Featured Author guest, Margo Bond Collins....
A princess locked away in an ice tower. A handsome kidnapper who insists her savior-queen is a liar. And a chance to break the curse that binds them all.
Jayla Storm woke up next to a dead body, with no memory of how it got there. Then Kip Stanton blew up her ice tower—the only home she’s ever known—and kidnapped her, insisting it was for her own good.
ow she's stuck with a group of rebels hell-bent on usurping the queen who saved Jayla's life. As her memories resurface, she's afraid to trust anyone, even while her feelings for Kip grow stronger.
But wherever Jayla goes, the monstrous ravagers follow. If she's going to survive, and perhaps save Kip and the others, she'll have to learn to trust someone—maybe especially herself.
Immortal Winter, a stand-alone dystopian paranormal romance by New York Times bestselling authors N.R. Larry and Margo Bond Collins
Excerpt:
I woke in my ice tower, covered in a coating of sweat, lying next to a dead body. With a gasp, I scrambled back against the headboard of my own bed. Other than the motionless figure beside me, nothing around me had changed, though it was tinted yellow from the flickering lanterns.
Arina’s dead body?
I’d never seen a corpse. Not a real one. I eyed the spike sticking out of her forehead and the odd snarl twisting her open mouth. My head swam and I swallowed convulsively.
I knew I needed to act, but all I could manage to do was let Arina continue to bleed out—onto the sheets and onto me. I should have been screaming. I should have been throwing myself off the bed and toward the window. But I didn’t, anchored in place by fire and sweat and blood.
I tried to connect the scene in front of me to some memory, something that swam barely out of reach. I stretched after it, catching a fragment: yesterday was Arina's day. The day I wouldn't be alone.
A pain day.
I looked forward to those. That much I knew.
Forcing myself to sit up, I scooted away from her still form, my jaw clenched with the memory of pain. I would have laughed at what lingered but there was a body to attend to. Stumbling out of bed, I stepped out of my clothes and limped toward my ivory dresser. On the way, my feet grazed against something rough. Some imperfection in the ice. Something that wasn’t there before.
I backed up and stared down at the message scratched into the ice, blood swiped across it to highlight the letters, like ink rubbed on a seal impression to darken the image.
She found me. She knows. Went to warn them. Don’t take the infusions. Watch out for Kip.
My body began to tremble, even before my mind caught up.
Yesterday.
***
Wow Margo....this book definitely sounds like something to treasure!
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
PS: Don't forget to follow Keri's Christmas Wish blog tour and enter the Rafflecopter giveaway for your chance to win 1 of 10 copies of the book (only 3 days left) !!
I've mentioned before I belong to a couple of promo groups, both called AHA (Authors Helping Authors). One of the groups does the EggCerpt Exchange, Romantic Fall Travels and other such blog hops. The other group, has recently (just this month), implemented a "Featured Author" event. In fact, on Dec. 10th I spotlighted Nicloe Fitton as my first AHA Featured Author guest. Well today I'm pleased to bring you my 2nd AHA Featured Author guest, Margo Bond Collins....
A princess locked away in an ice tower. A handsome kidnapper who insists her savior-queen is a liar. And a chance to break the curse that binds them all.
Jayla Storm woke up next to a dead body, with no memory of how it got there. Then Kip Stanton blew up her ice tower—the only home she’s ever known—and kidnapped her, insisting it was for her own good.
ow she's stuck with a group of rebels hell-bent on usurping the queen who saved Jayla's life. As her memories resurface, she's afraid to trust anyone, even while her feelings for Kip grow stronger.
But wherever Jayla goes, the monstrous ravagers follow. If she's going to survive, and perhaps save Kip and the others, she'll have to learn to trust someone—maybe especially herself.
Immortal Winter, a stand-alone dystopian paranormal romance by New York Times bestselling authors N.R. Larry and Margo Bond Collins
Excerpt:
I woke in my ice tower, covered in a coating of sweat, lying next to a dead body. With a gasp, I scrambled back against the headboard of my own bed. Other than the motionless figure beside me, nothing around me had changed, though it was tinted yellow from the flickering lanterns.
Arina’s dead body?
I’d never seen a corpse. Not a real one. I eyed the spike sticking out of her forehead and the odd snarl twisting her open mouth. My head swam and I swallowed convulsively.
I knew I needed to act, but all I could manage to do was let Arina continue to bleed out—onto the sheets and onto me. I should have been screaming. I should have been throwing myself off the bed and toward the window. But I didn’t, anchored in place by fire and sweat and blood.
I tried to connect the scene in front of me to some memory, something that swam barely out of reach. I stretched after it, catching a fragment: yesterday was Arina's day. The day I wouldn't be alone.
A pain day.
I looked forward to those. That much I knew.
Forcing myself to sit up, I scooted away from her still form, my jaw clenched with the memory of pain. I would have laughed at what lingered but there was a body to attend to. Stumbling out of bed, I stepped out of my clothes and limped toward my ivory dresser. On the way, my feet grazed against something rough. Some imperfection in the ice. Something that wasn’t there before.
I backed up and stared down at the message scratched into the ice, blood swiped across it to highlight the letters, like ink rubbed on a seal impression to darken the image.
She found me. She knows. Went to warn them. Don’t take the infusions. Watch out for Kip.
My body began to tremble, even before my mind caught up.
Yesterday.
***
Wow Margo....this book definitely sounds like something to treasure!
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
PS: Don't forget to follow Keri's Christmas Wish blog tour and enter the Rafflecopter giveaway for your chance to win 1 of 10 copies of the book (only 3 days left) !!
December 17, 2016
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Juanita Aydlette & It's in the Blood
Good Morning Friends!
Today we welcome Juanita Aydlette back with a peek into her book, It's in the Blood....
Never stare at a shirtless hunk with green eyes. Gabrielle Madsen is drawn in by such a pair of eyes that captures her soul and leaves her a prisoner of an addictive kind of love--not that she's complaining. But her educational trip turns out to be more than just a fun-filled summer escapade.
She’s faced with a life-changing decision that could affect the world around her. Her discovery of this ancient, legend-come-to-life proves to be deadly, but her heart can’t break away. She and Josh Van Ness fall in love and must battle the forces that want to keep them apart.
EXCERPT:
Away from the open menagerie was a path surrounded by dense trees. It was across a narrow decorative bridge built into the landscape. The thick greenery provided a shady side to the open garden. A spotlight created by the sun beckoned to me from inside and I walked away from the others. My eyes were fixed on the pink and red groundcover that glimmered with a hypnotic seduction. I ventured toward the fragrant breeze, unaware of how far I had strayed.
After only a few yards inside the cover of the trees, my body was seized again by a rumble and a frightening snarl. A chill blanketed me and I couldn’t move. I didn’t dare look around, for the back of my blouse had already been saturated by the heated moisture from the breath of the beast. My first instinct was to scream, but fear had stolen my voice. So I took a deep breath and held it. The scent of horror filled my lungs. It was familiar. Was I being stalked by the animal that lurked outside my hotel grounds?
Help me please, rang inside my head. My eyes squeezed shut as its sharp fangs pinched my shoulder. Tears filled my eyes and my hands formed a fist. I waited to feel my bones snap when suddenly, it let go. The leaves crunched. The sound grew fainter by the second, then nothing. My eyes remained closed as I trembled and listened.
“Miss?” A woman’s voice severed my nightmare. “I saw you come out here. We’re getting ready to go to another area. You don’t want to be left behind.”
Without hesitation I ran past her, clutching my throat and sobbing. The other tourists were boarding the van and I made my way to the back. The woman I believed saved me from certain death, came and sat beside me.
“Hi. My name is Kara. Are you okay?” She placed her hand on my shoulder.
“Did you see anything?” I searched her eyes for a confirmation. “An animal? It was behind me.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t see anything,” she said and smiled.
“Was it a spider?” the little lady with the blinding yellow blouse asked.
“No. Never mind, Kara. I guess I’m just tired. Thank you for checking on me.”
“You’re welcome, you take care.” She quickly returned to her seat.
My body trembled as the bus came to stop. I ran from the tourist center to the hotel. Once inside the bathroom, I stripped and examined my shoulder. A painful bruise was both in front and in back. I cried out loud, shook convulsively, and then laughed hysterically. Was I going mad?
It's in the Blood is published by Class Act Books. Purchase it from the publisher's website, Amazon or Smashwords!
Juanita Aydlette is from Shreveport, Louisiana, and now lives in Texas. She’s the only girl in a family of four brothers. She love music, planting flowers and is a dog lover…that’s why she works at an animal clinic.
Find out more about Juanita at:
http://thesouloffiction.com/https://www.facebook.com/juanita.aydlettehttps://www.facebook.com/Class-Act-Books-279355422086332/?fref=ts Twitter: @Juanita Aydlette
Hope you enjoyed today's spotlight. See you next week for another round of Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until then, take care and God Bless. PamT
Today we welcome Juanita Aydlette back with a peek into her book, It's in the Blood....
Never stare at a shirtless hunk with green eyes. Gabrielle Madsen is drawn in by such a pair of eyes that captures her soul and leaves her a prisoner of an addictive kind of love--not that she's complaining. But her educational trip turns out to be more than just a fun-filled summer escapade. She’s faced with a life-changing decision that could affect the world around her. Her discovery of this ancient, legend-come-to-life proves to be deadly, but her heart can’t break away. She and Josh Van Ness fall in love and must battle the forces that want to keep them apart.
EXCERPT:
Away from the open menagerie was a path surrounded by dense trees. It was across a narrow decorative bridge built into the landscape. The thick greenery provided a shady side to the open garden. A spotlight created by the sun beckoned to me from inside and I walked away from the others. My eyes were fixed on the pink and red groundcover that glimmered with a hypnotic seduction. I ventured toward the fragrant breeze, unaware of how far I had strayed.
After only a few yards inside the cover of the trees, my body was seized again by a rumble and a frightening snarl. A chill blanketed me and I couldn’t move. I didn’t dare look around, for the back of my blouse had already been saturated by the heated moisture from the breath of the beast. My first instinct was to scream, but fear had stolen my voice. So I took a deep breath and held it. The scent of horror filled my lungs. It was familiar. Was I being stalked by the animal that lurked outside my hotel grounds?
Help me please, rang inside my head. My eyes squeezed shut as its sharp fangs pinched my shoulder. Tears filled my eyes and my hands formed a fist. I waited to feel my bones snap when suddenly, it let go. The leaves crunched. The sound grew fainter by the second, then nothing. My eyes remained closed as I trembled and listened.
“Miss?” A woman’s voice severed my nightmare. “I saw you come out here. We’re getting ready to go to another area. You don’t want to be left behind.”
Without hesitation I ran past her, clutching my throat and sobbing. The other tourists were boarding the van and I made my way to the back. The woman I believed saved me from certain death, came and sat beside me.
“Hi. My name is Kara. Are you okay?” She placed her hand on my shoulder.
“Did you see anything?” I searched her eyes for a confirmation. “An animal? It was behind me.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t see anything,” she said and smiled.
“Was it a spider?” the little lady with the blinding yellow blouse asked.
“No. Never mind, Kara. I guess I’m just tired. Thank you for checking on me.”
“You’re welcome, you take care.” She quickly returned to her seat.
My body trembled as the bus came to stop. I ran from the tourist center to the hotel. Once inside the bathroom, I stripped and examined my shoulder. A painful bruise was both in front and in back. I cried out loud, shook convulsively, and then laughed hysterically. Was I going mad?
It's in the Blood is published by Class Act Books. Purchase it from the publisher's website, Amazon or Smashwords!
Juanita Aydlette is from Shreveport, Louisiana, and now lives in Texas. She’s the only girl in a family of four brothers. She love music, planting flowers and is a dog lover…that’s why she works at an animal clinic.Find out more about Juanita at:
http://thesouloffiction.com/https://www.facebook.com/juanita.aydlettehttps://www.facebook.com/Class-Act-Books-279355422086332/?fref=ts Twitter: @Juanita Aydlette
Hope you enjoyed today's spotlight. See you next week for another round of Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until then, take care and God Bless. PamT
December 15, 2016
#ThursdayThoughts Random Ramblings on DeCluttering
Good Morning!
I have no idea what to talk about today so I'm just going to start typing and see what comes out....
When scrolling through my downloads folder I'm amazed at the number of files I need to delete. Have no idea when I'm going to do that but I would love to start 2017 with a clean slate.
How many of us feel that way about some are in our lives?
Maybe more than one area?
Well now is the time to take baby steps in getting rid of clutter...in our home, in our heart and in our work.
Here's a few ideas on how to do this:
Start Small. Just like with any project, it's better to do a little each day and work toward a particular goal than to go hard at it, trying to do too many things all at once and burn yourself out.
Make a List. Lists can be your best friend, especially when you scratch things off of it.
Celebrate Your Accomplishments. Finish one room, closet. dresser or file folder? Take time to congratulate yourself and feel good about your accomplishment instead of beating yourself up over what you have left to do.
Take a Break. Even if only a day or two, taking a break between tasks helps you keep things in perspective and helps avoid overwhelm.
Relax, Pray, Meditate. This goes without saying if your life is "too busy" you need to take time out to relax, pray and meditate. Even if only 5 minutes a couple times each day. Nothing makes a busy life less hectic.
These are just a few ideas for decluttering your life. I'd love for you to share YOUR ideas and I hope you'll drop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
I have no idea what to talk about today so I'm just going to start typing and see what comes out....
When scrolling through my downloads folder I'm amazed at the number of files I need to delete. Have no idea when I'm going to do that but I would love to start 2017 with a clean slate.
How many of us feel that way about some are in our lives?
Maybe more than one area?
Well now is the time to take baby steps in getting rid of clutter...in our home, in our heart and in our work.
Here's a few ideas on how to do this:
Start Small. Just like with any project, it's better to do a little each day and work toward a particular goal than to go hard at it, trying to do too many things all at once and burn yourself out.
Make a List. Lists can be your best friend, especially when you scratch things off of it.
Celebrate Your Accomplishments. Finish one room, closet. dresser or file folder? Take time to congratulate yourself and feel good about your accomplishment instead of beating yourself up over what you have left to do.
Take a Break. Even if only a day or two, taking a break between tasks helps you keep things in perspective and helps avoid overwhelm.
Relax, Pray, Meditate. This goes without saying if your life is "too busy" you need to take time out to relax, pray and meditate. Even if only 5 minutes a couple times each day. Nothing makes a busy life less hectic.
These are just a few ideas for decluttering your life. I'd love for you to share YOUR ideas and I hope you'll drop by each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
December 13, 2016
#TuesdayTreasures Guest Post by Diana Rubino
Good Morning Friends!
Well we are exactly 12 days away from Christmas...yeah, I know. I'm not ready either. Not a big shopper so as usual, I'll get it all done in the next few days. Anyway, today we welcome Diana Rubino back to our blog to share something she treasures with us.
My “Treasure”
To celebrate the publication of THE JEWELS OF WARWICK, which was my first historical novel, and my husband Chris's and my 15th anniversary, I had this ring made for me by John Reynolds of Goldsmiths 3 in Concord, Massachusetts. The center stone is a purple sapphire, the two surrounding stones are pink topaz, and next to them are diamonds. It's set in 18K rose gold.
The significance of the purple and the sapphires is that JEWELS has two heroines who are sisters, Amethyst and Topaz, in Henry VIII’s court. Also, sapphire is my birthstone, and I was happy to see that sapphires also come in purple!
Wow, Diana, something this unique and beautiful is definitely something to treasure!
Henry VIII had six wives and many more mistresses, but Amethyst of Warwick was the love of his life. So why didn’t he ever marry her? He was either married, or she was married—to a despicable old wretch he foisted upon her as a punishment.
The other Jewel of Warwick is Amethyst’s sister Topaz, a spitfire who makes his live a living hell, only because she’s trying to seize his throne. She has a credible reason—Henry’s father killed her father, a rightful heir to the throne, to get him out of the way. As the Jewels grew up without their father, Topaz mourned his wasted life. Now she wants what’s rightfully hers.
Amethyst remains a faithful supporter, confidante, lover, and friend, through Henry's tragic marriages and England's break with Rome.
Until the night Henry dies in her arms, she is torn between her love for him and for her sister. Amethyst’s devotion to Henry creates a painful rift between the sisters that remains unresolved until the story’s end. While Amethyst lives a comfortable but troublesome life at court as the king's mistress, Topaz raises an army and goes into battle with the king. Forced to defend his crown, he imprisons Topaz for treason. Amethyst begs the king to release her, but he dies while she's still imprisoned. Henry's heir, young King Edward, sets Topaz free, but banishes her to the New World. She embarks on a voyage with explorer Sebastian Cabot, hoping to colonize her own monarch free realm, in what will someday be New England.
Excerpt "I must marry Anne.” He spoke so low she could barely hear him. “She believes she is with child." “Oh, no.” Amethyst shook her head. King Henry’s gemstones flew from side to side in a dazzling blur. “No...no, it can't be...Anne Boleyn is a liar!” She grabbed his arms and shook him, abandoning all protocol, all etiquette, all manners. “Why must you marry her? You bedded her and after making me wait all this time, now you are going to turn round and marry her?” Henry jerked out of her grasp. “You ran away, you silly wench. What was I to do, live like a monk, the way Catherine wants?” He took a few paces to the table and picked up a goblet. “The only reason I turned to her was because you'd left, without so much as a word.” He took a long pull of the ale and replaced the goblet with a thunk. “I do not love Anne. She is merely a breeding mare, more than willing to give me an heir, which you did not have the patience to stay around and do.” His eyes narrowed at her. “My divorce is finally in sight, you know how badly I need an heir, and you couldn't wait another few months.” He swept his hand through the air. “No, you had to come running back to home and hearth, back to the castle, expecting me to come back to you, begging on bended knee. A king does not beg.” His eyes narrowed to beady slits. “I have come to tell you I want you to return to court. I am admitting what you so desperately want me to admit. I want you back there with me. That is why I journeyed here. To bring you back.” Her wish, her prayer, now answered after all this time…but now it hit her like an insult. “To play second fiddle to the night crow? After you asked me to be your queen? What kind of fool do you take me for? You no longer love me.” She placed a fist on her hip. You want me under your thumb so you can keep me as a spare for when Anne gets too swollen and ugly for you to bed.” She turned away, unable to look at him. “Holy Jesu, Amethyst, would I have left court and the future mother of my heir if I did not love you?” “At this point I don’t know what to believe.” Her fists now clenched before her, she wished she could strangle that harlot he’d bedded. “How dare you refuse me.” Henry strode to the door and flung it open. “I shall give you until tomorrow, when my retinue and I leave. If you have not agreed to come back with me, do not ever return to court again.” At the door he dismissed her with the same wave of his arm befitting his servants. She left, not in obedience to him, but because she no longer wanted to see his face. The thought of him bedding Anne Boleyn sickened her.
Purchase THE JEWELS OF WARWICKAmazon Kindle Amazon PaperbackCreateSpaceSolstice Publishing
About Diana: My passion for history and travel has taken me to every locale of my stories, set in Medieval and Renaissance England, Egypt, the Mediterranean, colonial Virginia, New England, and New York. My urban fantasy romance, FAKIN’ IT, won a Top Pick award from Romantic Times. I’m a member of Romance Writers of America, the Richard III Society and the Aaron Burr Association. I live on Cape Cod with my husband Chris. In my spare time, I bicycle, golf, play my piano and devour books of any genre.
Let’s Connect:My WebsiteMy BlogFacebookTwitterGoodreadsHope you enjoyed today's treasure 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
Well we are exactly 12 days away from Christmas...yeah, I know. I'm not ready either. Not a big shopper so as usual, I'll get it all done in the next few days. Anyway, today we welcome Diana Rubino back to our blog to share something she treasures with us.
My “Treasure”To celebrate the publication of THE JEWELS OF WARWICK, which was my first historical novel, and my husband Chris's and my 15th anniversary, I had this ring made for me by John Reynolds of Goldsmiths 3 in Concord, Massachusetts. The center stone is a purple sapphire, the two surrounding stones are pink topaz, and next to them are diamonds. It's set in 18K rose gold.
The significance of the purple and the sapphires is that JEWELS has two heroines who are sisters, Amethyst and Topaz, in Henry VIII’s court. Also, sapphire is my birthstone, and I was happy to see that sapphires also come in purple!
Wow, Diana, something this unique and beautiful is definitely something to treasure!
Henry VIII had six wives and many more mistresses, but Amethyst of Warwick was the love of his life. So why didn’t he ever marry her? He was either married, or she was married—to a despicable old wretch he foisted upon her as a punishment.The other Jewel of Warwick is Amethyst’s sister Topaz, a spitfire who makes his live a living hell, only because she’s trying to seize his throne. She has a credible reason—Henry’s father killed her father, a rightful heir to the throne, to get him out of the way. As the Jewels grew up without their father, Topaz mourned his wasted life. Now she wants what’s rightfully hers.
Amethyst remains a faithful supporter, confidante, lover, and friend, through Henry's tragic marriages and England's break with Rome.
Until the night Henry dies in her arms, she is torn between her love for him and for her sister. Amethyst’s devotion to Henry creates a painful rift between the sisters that remains unresolved until the story’s end. While Amethyst lives a comfortable but troublesome life at court as the king's mistress, Topaz raises an army and goes into battle with the king. Forced to defend his crown, he imprisons Topaz for treason. Amethyst begs the king to release her, but he dies while she's still imprisoned. Henry's heir, young King Edward, sets Topaz free, but banishes her to the New World. She embarks on a voyage with explorer Sebastian Cabot, hoping to colonize her own monarch free realm, in what will someday be New England.
Excerpt "I must marry Anne.” He spoke so low she could barely hear him. “She believes she is with child." “Oh, no.” Amethyst shook her head. King Henry’s gemstones flew from side to side in a dazzling blur. “No...no, it can't be...Anne Boleyn is a liar!” She grabbed his arms and shook him, abandoning all protocol, all etiquette, all manners. “Why must you marry her? You bedded her and after making me wait all this time, now you are going to turn round and marry her?” Henry jerked out of her grasp. “You ran away, you silly wench. What was I to do, live like a monk, the way Catherine wants?” He took a few paces to the table and picked up a goblet. “The only reason I turned to her was because you'd left, without so much as a word.” He took a long pull of the ale and replaced the goblet with a thunk. “I do not love Anne. She is merely a breeding mare, more than willing to give me an heir, which you did not have the patience to stay around and do.” His eyes narrowed at her. “My divorce is finally in sight, you know how badly I need an heir, and you couldn't wait another few months.” He swept his hand through the air. “No, you had to come running back to home and hearth, back to the castle, expecting me to come back to you, begging on bended knee. A king does not beg.” His eyes narrowed to beady slits. “I have come to tell you I want you to return to court. I am admitting what you so desperately want me to admit. I want you back there with me. That is why I journeyed here. To bring you back.” Her wish, her prayer, now answered after all this time…but now it hit her like an insult. “To play second fiddle to the night crow? After you asked me to be your queen? What kind of fool do you take me for? You no longer love me.” She placed a fist on her hip. You want me under your thumb so you can keep me as a spare for when Anne gets too swollen and ugly for you to bed.” She turned away, unable to look at him. “Holy Jesu, Amethyst, would I have left court and the future mother of my heir if I did not love you?” “At this point I don’t know what to believe.” Her fists now clenched before her, she wished she could strangle that harlot he’d bedded. “How dare you refuse me.” Henry strode to the door and flung it open. “I shall give you until tomorrow, when my retinue and I leave. If you have not agreed to come back with me, do not ever return to court again.” At the door he dismissed her with the same wave of his arm befitting his servants. She left, not in obedience to him, but because she no longer wanted to see his face. The thought of him bedding Anne Boleyn sickened her.
Purchase THE JEWELS OF WARWICKAmazon Kindle Amazon PaperbackCreateSpaceSolstice Publishing
About Diana: My passion for history and travel has taken me to every locale of my stories, set in Medieval and Renaissance England, Egypt, the Mediterranean, colonial Virginia, New England, and New York. My urban fantasy romance, FAKIN’ IT, won a Top Pick award from Romantic Times. I’m a member of Romance Writers of America, the Richard III Society and the Aaron Burr Association. I live on Cape Cod with my husband Chris. In my spare time, I bicycle, golf, play my piano and devour books of any genre.
Let’s Connect:My WebsiteMy BlogFacebookTwitterGoodreadsHope you enjoyed today's treasure 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
December 10, 2016
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Nicole Fitton & Forbidden Colours!
Good Morning Friends,
Well it's been a full week since the blog tour for Keri's Christmas Wish started. I hope you've entered the Rafflecopter giveaway. If not, there's still time as the tour will last through Dec 22nd and today is featured on Marilyn Leach's blog.
Enough about my book though, because today I'm happy to share with you Forbidden Colours by fellow *AHA author, Nicole Fitton. But first, Nicole is going to tell us a little about how her book came into being....
Forbidden Colours
was the evolution of a question that had been rattling around in my brain. You know, those annoying questions that wake you at 4am and won’t let you rest until you’ve written something. Well, that’s how it was for me. I had read a newspaper article about the complexity of the human brain and well, it all started from there.
Forbidden Colours is a gripping love story which contains elements of psychological suspense. It contains enough adrenaline fuelled drama to power the national grid! Once I had the protagonist Midori Yates firmly fixed in my mind's eye she took charge and dictated the direction of travel. I have a passion for science and being able to incorporate that into a book is very exciting. The story centres around a new drug being brought to market that does not quite do what it is supposed to…. I shall leave it at that.
As I said earlier I started Forbidden Colours with a question and everything flowed from there. So, I know you want to know, what was the question? It’s a question I often ask myself but seldom has it led me in such an unusual direction…... ‘ What if?’
Blurb: What if your memories were not your memories? What if the drug hailed as a cure became a curse and ultimately your destruction?
Midori Yates works for pharmaceutical giant KLD. The launch of new drug Centoria has revolutionised the treatment of amnesia, with outstanding results. Trials exploring its use in the treatment of Alzheimer’s are on the horizon. But is it really as good as the data suggests?
Neurologist Dr. Nick Campbell has seen amazing results with his patients and is ready to believe in Centoria’s transformational abilities…that is until his patients start displaying strange and worrying symptoms with drastic results. Determined to uncover the truth, Midori and Nick find a conspiracy that is to have devastating consequences for both of them. A dark world threatens to engulf them. Can they survive?
Snippet:
Katzuko Yates eyed her daughter thoughtfully. A sense of apprehension gripped her. Those years in Japan were long ago; she wondered if she could be clear with her explanation. Even though buried, her memories continued to breathe under the mountain of life she'd lived. Dare she even speak of them? Could she speak of them? Their place of residence had become an unmarked grave in her history. Her family had a right to know, after everything that had happened. His world was dark and full of shadows; where would she begin? For over 25 years she had told no one. Now she was being drawn back into his world. It was a time she wanted to forget. The tie that had been bound to her so tightly was about to be broken.
Wow...what a concept Nicole! Don't 'cha just LOVE that cover?
You can purchase Forbidden Colours HERE.
Now let's find out a little more about Nicole.....
Nicole Fitton is an author and freelance writer who has lived in such glamorous locations as London, New York and Croydon! She currently reside in Devon, UK with her family.
Forbidden Colours is her second novel. Her career has spanned over 3 decades working in PR and marketing within the music industry. She currently works within healthcare in the UK.
Alongside her novels Nicole has a passion for writing short stories.This year has seen her short ‘Soaring’ featured in an anthology by the Black Pear Press. Her stories always have a happy ending, but, the way in which they get there will keep you guessing right up until the last page!
She admits she gets bored easily and can often be found enjoying new adventures!
Connect with Nicole at the following places....
Website address: https://www.nicolefittonauthor.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/nicolefittonauthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MisoMiss
Pinterest: https://uk.pinterest.com/fitton3818/
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Nicole-Fitton/e/B01A3NSIL6/
Well friends, hope you enjoyed today's Spotlight and that you return each week for another round of Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlights!
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
*AHA is a promo group I belong to*
Well it's been a full week since the blog tour for Keri's Christmas Wish started. I hope you've entered the Rafflecopter giveaway. If not, there's still time as the tour will last through Dec 22nd and today is featured on Marilyn Leach's blog.
Enough about my book though, because today I'm happy to share with you Forbidden Colours by fellow *AHA author, Nicole Fitton. But first, Nicole is going to tell us a little about how her book came into being....
Forbidden Colours
was the evolution of a question that had been rattling around in my brain. You know, those annoying questions that wake you at 4am and won’t let you rest until you’ve written something. Well, that’s how it was for me. I had read a newspaper article about the complexity of the human brain and well, it all started from there.Forbidden Colours is a gripping love story which contains elements of psychological suspense. It contains enough adrenaline fuelled drama to power the national grid! Once I had the protagonist Midori Yates firmly fixed in my mind's eye she took charge and dictated the direction of travel. I have a passion for science and being able to incorporate that into a book is very exciting. The story centres around a new drug being brought to market that does not quite do what it is supposed to…. I shall leave it at that.
As I said earlier I started Forbidden Colours with a question and everything flowed from there. So, I know you want to know, what was the question? It’s a question I often ask myself but seldom has it led me in such an unusual direction…... ‘ What if?’
Blurb: What if your memories were not your memories? What if the drug hailed as a cure became a curse and ultimately your destruction?
Midori Yates works for pharmaceutical giant KLD. The launch of new drug Centoria has revolutionised the treatment of amnesia, with outstanding results. Trials exploring its use in the treatment of Alzheimer’s are on the horizon. But is it really as good as the data suggests?
Neurologist Dr. Nick Campbell has seen amazing results with his patients and is ready to believe in Centoria’s transformational abilities…that is until his patients start displaying strange and worrying symptoms with drastic results. Determined to uncover the truth, Midori and Nick find a conspiracy that is to have devastating consequences for both of them. A dark world threatens to engulf them. Can they survive?
Snippet:
Katzuko Yates eyed her daughter thoughtfully. A sense of apprehension gripped her. Those years in Japan were long ago; she wondered if she could be clear with her explanation. Even though buried, her memories continued to breathe under the mountain of life she'd lived. Dare she even speak of them? Could she speak of them? Their place of residence had become an unmarked grave in her history. Her family had a right to know, after everything that had happened. His world was dark and full of shadows; where would she begin? For over 25 years she had told no one. Now she was being drawn back into his world. It was a time she wanted to forget. The tie that had been bound to her so tightly was about to be broken.
Wow...what a concept Nicole! Don't 'cha just LOVE that cover?
You can purchase Forbidden Colours HERE.
Now let's find out a little more about Nicole.....
Nicole Fitton is an author and freelance writer who has lived in such glamorous locations as London, New York and Croydon! She currently reside in Devon, UK with her family.Forbidden Colours is her second novel. Her career has spanned over 3 decades working in PR and marketing within the music industry. She currently works within healthcare in the UK.
Alongside her novels Nicole has a passion for writing short stories.This year has seen her short ‘Soaring’ featured in an anthology by the Black Pear Press. Her stories always have a happy ending, but, the way in which they get there will keep you guessing right up until the last page!
She admits she gets bored easily and can often be found enjoying new adventures!
Connect with Nicole at the following places....
Website address: https://www.nicolefittonauthor.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/nicolefittonauthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MisoMiss
Pinterest: https://uk.pinterest.com/fitton3818/
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Nicole-Fitton/e/B01A3NSIL6/
Well friends, hope you enjoyed today's Spotlight and that you return each week for another round of Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlights!
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
*AHA is a promo group I belong to*
December 8, 2016
#ThursdayThoughts Random Ramblings on Procrastination
Good Morning!
Well, it's official....this year's Annual Open Enrollment period for Medicare is over and if these last few days have taught me anything, it's that I'm not the only person who procrastinates!
Although I try not to :-)
Anyway, I worked 33 hours in the last 3 days.
Piece of cake, some of you say....
Not exactly. I've been working freelance from home, very flexible hours (doesn't matter when I do the work as long as it gets done) for 7 years!
I started my new employment with Curtis Insurance in July but most of the time I only worked 4 or 5 hours a day and most of that was studying for licenses!
These last 3 days was driving all over the Lake area (Lake Charles, Moss Bluff, Westlake and Sulphur), meeting people and presenting plans and talking until my brain is tired and jaw aches LOL!
But it brings to mind the subject of procrastination.
Why do we "put off until tomorrow what can be done today" despite the wise advice by Benjamin Franklin not to do this?!
Over the years serving as a Wife, Mother, Employee while Writing, Editing and Promoting, I've learned it's better to be organized and to do things ASAHP and try my best to do things right the first time. It's a waste of time and energy to half-ass something (excuse the language). I even wrote an article about this very same subject.
Anyway, if you're like one of millions of people everywhere who procrastinate, maybe a resolution for 2017 is to work on improving that bad habit....one small victory at a time.
Something to think about.
Inspirational with an Edge! ™
Hope you enjoyed today's post and you'll visit each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
Well, it's official....this year's Annual Open Enrollment period for Medicare is over and if these last few days have taught me anything, it's that I'm not the only person who procrastinates!
Although I try not to :-)
Anyway, I worked 33 hours in the last 3 days.
Piece of cake, some of you say....
Not exactly. I've been working freelance from home, very flexible hours (doesn't matter when I do the work as long as it gets done) for 7 years!
I started my new employment with Curtis Insurance in July but most of the time I only worked 4 or 5 hours a day and most of that was studying for licenses!
These last 3 days was driving all over the Lake area (Lake Charles, Moss Bluff, Westlake and Sulphur), meeting people and presenting plans and talking until my brain is tired and jaw aches LOL!
But it brings to mind the subject of procrastination.
Why do we "put off until tomorrow what can be done today" despite the wise advice by Benjamin Franklin not to do this?!
Over the years serving as a Wife, Mother, Employee while Writing, Editing and Promoting, I've learned it's better to be organized and to do things ASAHP and try my best to do things right the first time. It's a waste of time and energy to half-ass something (excuse the language). I even wrote an article about this very same subject.
Anyway, if you're like one of millions of people everywhere who procrastinate, maybe a resolution for 2017 is to work on improving that bad habit....one small victory at a time.
Something to think about.
Inspirational with an Edge! ™
Hope you enjoyed today's post and you'll visit each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
December 6, 2016
#TuesdayTreasures Guest Post by Jamila Battle, MD
Good Morning Friends!
I hope you've followed Keri's blog tour so far and entered the Rafflecopter. Good luck if you have! If not, you've still got plenty of time. Meanwhile, please welcome Dr. Jamila Battle back to our blog to share treasures with us....
Why do triathlons?
When I started my journey onto Rebirth, I was 272 lbs. I would lose the weight only to regain it back plus more.
What I didn’t know was food addiction was controlling my life. I was looking for my self esteem in the fridge, which was a bad place. All I found was misery wrapped in cellophane. Comfort food felt good in the sort term but was killing me with its long-term consequences.
To get to sustainable change I had to reboot by being honest and understanding that unresolved trauma was the fuel driving the addiction. Next, I had to intentionally heal my mind, body and spirit by identifying my self-critical voice, releasing negative emotions and taking good care of myself. This included the work of trauma-focused therapies, self care, restoration of good sleep thru a sleep evaluation and more.
For the first time I saw sustainable weight loss when I started CPAP to restore my sleep quality and when I joined a triathlon group. This year I completed two races and have lost 35 lbs and kept those pounds off. It is truly work, a process and a lifestyle. But it is worth it.
John F. Kennedy once said, we go to the Moon because it’s difficult.
What a great statement as oppose to our pop culture today that says why do anything that takes any effort whatsoever. So the reason to do a triathlon is because it is hard. Once you do something that takes you to another level, it transforms you mentally, physically and spiritually. If you deal with or do something you don’t think you can do, and you transcend it, you become a different person.
That is called Rebirth.
You learn new things and grow.
I realized during my first triathlon race that although I finished and felt quite accomplished, everyone in the race was battling their own demons and trying to become something more than they are.
It is a treasure to be surrounded by all of that positive energy.
To learn more about Rebirth, join me on a journey of Reboot, Repair, Rebirth, an online healing system. Learn more at www.drjbattle.com Until next time, let’s stay connected at www.facebook.com/thedrjbattle
Stay Well.
Dr. Battle
You are so correct, Dr. Battle, being surrounded by positive energy IS something to treasure.
Dr. Battle's book, From Abuse to Abundance; Reboot your Soul; Repair your Heart; Rebirth into Prosperity can be purchased at Amazon.
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll return each week for more Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight!
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
I hope you've followed Keri's blog tour so far and entered the Rafflecopter. Good luck if you have! If not, you've still got plenty of time. Meanwhile, please welcome Dr. Jamila Battle back to our blog to share treasures with us....
Why do triathlons?
When I started my journey onto Rebirth, I was 272 lbs. I would lose the weight only to regain it back plus more.What I didn’t know was food addiction was controlling my life. I was looking for my self esteem in the fridge, which was a bad place. All I found was misery wrapped in cellophane. Comfort food felt good in the sort term but was killing me with its long-term consequences.
To get to sustainable change I had to reboot by being honest and understanding that unresolved trauma was the fuel driving the addiction. Next, I had to intentionally heal my mind, body and spirit by identifying my self-critical voice, releasing negative emotions and taking good care of myself. This included the work of trauma-focused therapies, self care, restoration of good sleep thru a sleep evaluation and more.
For the first time I saw sustainable weight loss when I started CPAP to restore my sleep quality and when I joined a triathlon group. This year I completed two races and have lost 35 lbs and kept those pounds off. It is truly work, a process and a lifestyle. But it is worth it.
John F. Kennedy once said, we go to the Moon because it’s difficult.
What a great statement as oppose to our pop culture today that says why do anything that takes any effort whatsoever. So the reason to do a triathlon is because it is hard. Once you do something that takes you to another level, it transforms you mentally, physically and spiritually. If you deal with or do something you don’t think you can do, and you transcend it, you become a different person.
That is called Rebirth.
You learn new things and grow.
I realized during my first triathlon race that although I finished and felt quite accomplished, everyone in the race was battling their own demons and trying to become something more than they are.
It is a treasure to be surrounded by all of that positive energy.
To learn more about Rebirth, join me on a journey of Reboot, Repair, Rebirth, an online healing system. Learn more at www.drjbattle.com Until next time, let’s stay connected at www.facebook.com/thedrjbattle
Stay Well.
Dr. Battle
You are so correct, Dr. Battle, being surrounded by positive energy IS something to treasure.
Dr. Battle's book, From Abuse to Abundance; Reboot your Soul; Repair your Heart; Rebirth into Prosperity can be purchased at Amazon.
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll return each week for more Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight!
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
December 3, 2016
#SaturdaySpotlight is on Keri's Christmas Wish!
Good Morning Friends and a wonderful day it is because today you're the first to get a sneak peek into my new release,
Keri's Christmas Wish
!
You've seen the cover for quite sometime, but now you're getting a glimpse into the book.....
Can Keri get past her angst over Christ’s birth and enjoy the Christmas season?
For as long as she can remember, Keri Jackson has despised the hype and commercialism around Christmas so much she seldom enjoys the holiday. Will she get her wish and be free of the angst to truly enjoy Christmas this year?
A devout Christian at heart, Jeremy Hinton, a Psychotherapist, Life Coach, Spiritual Mentor and Energy Medicine Practitioner has studied all of the world’s religions and homeopathic healing modalities. But when a rare bacterial infection threatens the life of the woman he loves, will all of his faith and training be for naught?
Find out in Keri’s Christmas Wish available only at Amazon through KDP Select!
Excerpt: An image began to form in her mind…a young girl being led around on a horse by an ethereal figure. As the trio came closer, Keri felt as though she looked in a mirror. Her heart swelled. Tears clogged her throat, filled her eyes, and slipped down her cheeks.
“Hi, Keri!”
The childlike voice reverberated through her entire body. Keri smiled and whispered, “Hello.”
Excitement lit the youngster’s eyes. Brilliant colors vibrated around her. “Do you know who I am?”
“You’re me as a little girl. That’s Spark, my horse who died when I was a teenager.”
Spark nodded his head as the girl giggled—a joyous melody that rang through the atmosphere. “No, silly, I’m your big sister. Only, I didn’t live very long.”
Tension seeped in, a mixture of shock and awe.
“Don’t be afraid. Ask mom.”
And then the mirage disappeared.
Follow the TOUR and Enter the Rafflecopter giveaway for the chance to win 1 of 10 copies (5 print and 5 Ebooks)!
Dec 4th – Patty Gordon/Patricia Kiyono Blog: http://creative-hodgepodge.blogspot.com/2016/12/blog-tour-keris-christmas-wish-by.html Dec 5th - Linda Rondeau Blog: http://lindarondeau.com/snarksensibilityDec 6th - Clare Revell Blog: http://telscha.blogspot.co.uk/ Dec 7th – Diana Rubino Blog: http://dianarubinoauthor.blogspot.com/Dec 8th – Tina Gayle Blog: http://tinagayle.blogspot.com/2016/12/find-pams-book-at-httpamzn.htmlDec 9th – Linda Carroll-Bradd Blog: http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.com/Dec 10th – Marilyn Leach Blog: marilynleachteaandbooks.comDec 11th – Robin Bayne Blog: http://wwwwritingbetweensundays.blogspot.com/Dec 12th – Raquel Byrnes Blog: http://nitewriter6.blogspot.com/ Dec 13th – Cami Checketts Blog: http://www.camichecketts.com/ Dec 14th – Linda McLaughlin Blog: http://lindalyndi.com/reading-room-blog/Dec 15th – Diane Burton Blog: http://dianeburton.blogspot.com/ Dec 16th – Maureen Bonatch Blog: http://www.maureenbonatch.com/blog/Dec 17th – Alicia Dean Blog: https://aliciadean.com/alicias-blog/Dec 18th – Jody Day Blog: http://jodysdevotionaljournal.blogspot.com/Dec 19th – Marian Merritt’s Blog: http://marianmerritt.blogspot.comDec 20th – Kim Headlee Blog: https://kimiversonheadlee.blogspot.com/ Dec 21st - Patricia Preston Blog http://patricia-preston.blogspot.com/Dec 22nd - Delia Latham Blog http://chirpnchatter.blogspot.com/
a Rafflecopter giveaway
ALSO: to celebrate the release of Keri's Christmas Wish I've put my other books on sale for only 99¢ thru Jan 3rd @ Amazon; B&N; and Smashwords!
Hope you enjoyed today's spotlight and you'll return each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
You've seen the cover for quite sometime, but now you're getting a glimpse into the book.....
Can Keri get past her angst over Christ’s birth and enjoy the Christmas season?For as long as she can remember, Keri Jackson has despised the hype and commercialism around Christmas so much she seldom enjoys the holiday. Will she get her wish and be free of the angst to truly enjoy Christmas this year?
A devout Christian at heart, Jeremy Hinton, a Psychotherapist, Life Coach, Spiritual Mentor and Energy Medicine Practitioner has studied all of the world’s religions and homeopathic healing modalities. But when a rare bacterial infection threatens the life of the woman he loves, will all of his faith and training be for naught?
Find out in Keri’s Christmas Wish available only at Amazon through KDP Select!
Excerpt: An image began to form in her mind…a young girl being led around on a horse by an ethereal figure. As the trio came closer, Keri felt as though she looked in a mirror. Her heart swelled. Tears clogged her throat, filled her eyes, and slipped down her cheeks.
“Hi, Keri!”
The childlike voice reverberated through her entire body. Keri smiled and whispered, “Hello.”
Excitement lit the youngster’s eyes. Brilliant colors vibrated around her. “Do you know who I am?”
“You’re me as a little girl. That’s Spark, my horse who died when I was a teenager.”
Spark nodded his head as the girl giggled—a joyous melody that rang through the atmosphere. “No, silly, I’m your big sister. Only, I didn’t live very long.”
Tension seeped in, a mixture of shock and awe.
“Don’t be afraid. Ask mom.”
And then the mirage disappeared.
Follow the TOUR and Enter the Rafflecopter giveaway for the chance to win 1 of 10 copies (5 print and 5 Ebooks)!
Dec 4th – Patty Gordon/Patricia Kiyono Blog: http://creative-hodgepodge.blogspot.com/2016/12/blog-tour-keris-christmas-wish-by.html Dec 5th - Linda Rondeau Blog: http://lindarondeau.com/snarksensibilityDec 6th - Clare Revell Blog: http://telscha.blogspot.co.uk/ Dec 7th – Diana Rubino Blog: http://dianarubinoauthor.blogspot.com/Dec 8th – Tina Gayle Blog: http://tinagayle.blogspot.com/2016/12/find-pams-book-at-httpamzn.htmlDec 9th – Linda Carroll-Bradd Blog: http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.com/Dec 10th – Marilyn Leach Blog: marilynleachteaandbooks.comDec 11th – Robin Bayne Blog: http://wwwwritingbetweensundays.blogspot.com/Dec 12th – Raquel Byrnes Blog: http://nitewriter6.blogspot.com/ Dec 13th – Cami Checketts Blog: http://www.camichecketts.com/ Dec 14th – Linda McLaughlin Blog: http://lindalyndi.com/reading-room-blog/Dec 15th – Diane Burton Blog: http://dianeburton.blogspot.com/ Dec 16th – Maureen Bonatch Blog: http://www.maureenbonatch.com/blog/Dec 17th – Alicia Dean Blog: https://aliciadean.com/alicias-blog/Dec 18th – Jody Day Blog: http://jodysdevotionaljournal.blogspot.com/Dec 19th – Marian Merritt’s Blog: http://marianmerritt.blogspot.comDec 20th – Kim Headlee Blog: https://kimiversonheadlee.blogspot.com/ Dec 21st - Patricia Preston Blog http://patricia-preston.blogspot.com/Dec 22nd - Delia Latham Blog http://chirpnchatter.blogspot.com/
a Rafflecopter giveaway
ALSO: to celebrate the release of Keri's Christmas Wish I've put my other books on sale for only 99¢ thru Jan 3rd @ Amazon; B&N; and Smashwords!
Hope you enjoyed today's spotlight and you'll return each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless.
PamT
December 1, 2016
#ThursdayThoughts with Linda Carroll-Bradd
Good Morning!
December 1st...can you believe it?
Me either but time just keeps marching on and today it's marching to the beat of Linda Carroll-Bradd's thoughts....
One of the reasons I wanted to write Silent Signals was my love for my interaction with my own dog, Keiko. She’s a Shiba Inu which is the smallest of six Japanese breeds (Akita being the largest) that almost died out during World War II. When she was a pup, I enrolled us in dog agility classes which made for lots of fun, and frustration, as I used the signals the instructor taught to indicate which apparatus was next in the cycle. Keiko had her own ideas and often balked at doing certain exercises or decided once she was off lead was the time to run around the enclosure.
Because of that experience, I wanted to write a heroine who had better control of her dogs. Enter Anora Huxley who works with Australian Shepherds (an American breed which has an ancestor in the dogs imported to America from Australia during the mid-19th century along with flocks of sheep) and Kelpies. Anora in turn teaches Konrad the hand signals and whistles involved in getting the dogs to herd other animals. The training leads to deepening emotions.
After losing half his herd in the Great Blizzard of 1886, rancher Konrad Werner needs to safeguard his cattle. Tomboy Anora Huxley trains the Australian Shepherds and Kelpies that run the family’s sheep herd. Although cattlemen and shepherds are at odds, the pair discovers common interests. A threat is overheard, and Konrad rides out to Anora’s ranch to protect her. The tense situation reveals their true feelings. Will Anora be swayed by family loyalty, or will she listen to her heart that responds to Konrad’s silent signals?
BUY LINKSAmazon Kindle http://a.co/6efnAeCSmashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/681040
EXCERPTTwirling her finger like a tornado, Celina grinned. “Turn so I can see from all angles.”
“And I can move.” First, she bent over to touch her toes. “See?” Then, with hands on her waist, she leaned from side to side. She was just finishing the last quarter of her second spin to display her outfit when the bell over the door tinkled.
“Gaelle, you about ready to leave?” a deep voice asked.
At the familiar sound, Anora gasped. She dropped her hands to her sides at the same moment she came to a stop at the sight of that man filling the doorway. Her skirts swished around her legs a couple of times before settling.
“Yes, I’m ready.” Gaelle was quick to answer.
His eyes widened as he ran his gaze down her length from head to toe and then flicked to the table where her underthings lay. With a slow move, he dragged his hat off his head and pushed the door closed behind him. A quirk pulled at one corner of his mouth.
Beard-stubbled, the man had been good looking. Clean-shaven, he was downright handsome. Heat flashed in Anora’s cheeks, and she panted, not taking in enough air. Certainly this breathlessness had to do with the corset, and not with the appearance of this attractive but arrogant man. Her gaze caught his dark one, the color of hot cocoa, and her stomach leapt, like when she took a tumble. She had to look away.
Stifling a squeal, she dashed forward, bunched the garments together, and stuffed them under her coat. Then she whirled and pinned him with a hard stare. “What on earth are youdoing here?”
As a young girl, Linda was often found lying on her bed reading about fascinating characters having exciting adventures in places far away and in other time periods. In later years, she read and then started writing romances and achieved her first publication--a confession story. Married with 4 adult children and 2 granddaughters, Linda writes heartwarming contemporary and historical stories with a touch of humor from her home in the southern California mountains.
WEB CONTACTSWebsite www.lindacarroll-bradd.comBlog http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.comFac... http://facebook.com/linda.carrollbraddTwitter https://www.twitter.com/lcarrollbradd Newsletter signup http://eepurl.com/bjKueH
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll visit each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
December 1st...can you believe it?
Me either but time just keeps marching on and today it's marching to the beat of Linda Carroll-Bradd's thoughts....
One of the reasons I wanted to write Silent Signals was my love for my interaction with my own dog, Keiko. She’s a Shiba Inu which is the smallest of six Japanese breeds (Akita being the largest) that almost died out during World War II. When she was a pup, I enrolled us in dog agility classes which made for lots of fun, and frustration, as I used the signals the instructor taught to indicate which apparatus was next in the cycle. Keiko had her own ideas and often balked at doing certain exercises or decided once she was off lead was the time to run around the enclosure.
Because of that experience, I wanted to write a heroine who had better control of her dogs. Enter Anora Huxley who works with Australian Shepherds (an American breed which has an ancestor in the dogs imported to America from Australia during the mid-19th century along with flocks of sheep) and Kelpies. Anora in turn teaches Konrad the hand signals and whistles involved in getting the dogs to herd other animals. The training leads to deepening emotions.
After losing half his herd in the Great Blizzard of 1886, rancher Konrad Werner needs to safeguard his cattle. Tomboy Anora Huxley trains the Australian Shepherds and Kelpies that run the family’s sheep herd. Although cattlemen and shepherds are at odds, the pair discovers common interests. A threat is overheard, and Konrad rides out to Anora’s ranch to protect her. The tense situation reveals their true feelings. Will Anora be swayed by family loyalty, or will she listen to her heart that responds to Konrad’s silent signals? BUY LINKSAmazon Kindle http://a.co/6efnAeCSmashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/681040
EXCERPTTwirling her finger like a tornado, Celina grinned. “Turn so I can see from all angles.”
“And I can move.” First, she bent over to touch her toes. “See?” Then, with hands on her waist, she leaned from side to side. She was just finishing the last quarter of her second spin to display her outfit when the bell over the door tinkled.
“Gaelle, you about ready to leave?” a deep voice asked.
At the familiar sound, Anora gasped. She dropped her hands to her sides at the same moment she came to a stop at the sight of that man filling the doorway. Her skirts swished around her legs a couple of times before settling.
“Yes, I’m ready.” Gaelle was quick to answer.
His eyes widened as he ran his gaze down her length from head to toe and then flicked to the table where her underthings lay. With a slow move, he dragged his hat off his head and pushed the door closed behind him. A quirk pulled at one corner of his mouth.
Beard-stubbled, the man had been good looking. Clean-shaven, he was downright handsome. Heat flashed in Anora’s cheeks, and she panted, not taking in enough air. Certainly this breathlessness had to do with the corset, and not with the appearance of this attractive but arrogant man. Her gaze caught his dark one, the color of hot cocoa, and her stomach leapt, like when she took a tumble. She had to look away.
Stifling a squeal, she dashed forward, bunched the garments together, and stuffed them under her coat. Then she whirled and pinned him with a hard stare. “What on earth are youdoing here?”
As a young girl, Linda was often found lying on her bed reading about fascinating characters having exciting adventures in places far away and in other time periods. In later years, she read and then started writing romances and achieved her first publication--a confession story. Married with 4 adult children and 2 granddaughters, Linda writes heartwarming contemporary and historical stories with a touch of humor from her home in the southern California mountains.WEB CONTACTSWebsite www.lindacarroll-bradd.comBlog http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.comFac... http://facebook.com/linda.carrollbraddTwitter https://www.twitter.com/lcarrollbradd Newsletter signup http://eepurl.com/bjKueH
Hope you enjoyed today's post and that you'll visit each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
November 29, 2016
#TuesdayTreasures (bitter)Sweet Memories...
Today would have been my (deceased) husband's 64th birthday so I thought I'd share a few memories....
Blending our families on our Wedding day....June 14, 1992 ...
Family photos taken in 1993 & 2007
Walking his daughters down the isle....
12/26/2003 June 12, 1999
Spoiling granddaughter....
Holding oldest grandson on his 1st Birthday
Obit Pic 8/18/2009....RIP My Love.....Hope you enjoyed today's treasures and you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.
Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
Blending our families on our Wedding day....June 14, 1992 ...
Family photos taken in 1993 & 2007
Walking his daughters down the isle....
12/26/2003 June 12, 1999
Spoiling granddaughter....
Holding oldest grandson on his 1st Birthday
Obit Pic 8/18/2009....RIP My Love.....Hope you enjoyed today's treasures and you'll join me each week for Tuesday Treasures, Thursday Thoughts and Saturday Spotlight.Until next time, take care and God Bless. PamT
