Monday, March 17, 2014

HAPPY RELEASE DAY !!! EMERALD ISLE TRILOGY BOXED SET by Renee Vincent



Happy Box Set Release Renee !!!

EMERALD ISLE TRILOGY
Boxed Set
by
Renee Vincent
 
 
One man risks his life to save her.
Another risks his heart to love her.
Who will be the victor?
 
 
 

 
Three of Renee Vincent’s bestselling and critically acclaimed historical Viking romance novels are now available in one spellbinding bundle—yours for only 99¢ (limited time offer)
 
Full of fast-paced adventure, unforeseen plot twists, and courageous, to-die-for heroes like you’ve never read before, this extraordinary boxed set is sure to satisfy every readers’ craving for the ultimate in historical Viking romance.
 
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Raeliksen, Book 1
 
Mara, the daughter of an irish clansman, was raised to believe the men of the North are heathens - urderous pagans without a moral bone in their bodies.  Despite warnings of the Northmen's raids, and the growing threat of another incursion, Mara is continually drawn to her favorite place - the River Shannon.
 
Daegan Raeliksen, a wealthy chieftain from Norway's frozen fjords, secretly discovers Mara at the water's edge.  He is charmed by her beauty and sensuous grace.  As the days pass, his contentment with simply watching her grows thin.  He can no longer deny his unabated desire for the young maiden.  His search for a wife has ended.
 
However, Mara and Daegan come face-to-face in a time when Ireland is in turmoil - when every Irishman is being called up to fight against the Nordic foreigners.  In these times of upheaval, how can Daegan  make peace with Mara's father and acquire the woman he treasures?  Furthermore, can Mara move past her fears and find the noble man within the savage?
 
Teaser Quote: 
"You are correct in saying that desires often come from things we cannot easily gain-mine, being that of your love.  By all accounts, I do wish I could steal it.  But I am not that sort of man.  I will wait.  Forever and a day...I will wait."
 
Reviews:
 
"This is my first read by Renee Vincent and she has undoubtedly earned a place on my auto-buy author's list.  This book and author earn my highest recommendations and I feel privileged to have read one of the best."
 
~ 5 Stars TOP PICK ~ Night Owl Reviews
 
"...a fast-paced, action-packed historical romance, which Ms. Vincent brings to life right before your eyes; a story you will remember long after the last page is read."
 
~ 5 Blue Ribbons! ~ Romance Junkies


Mac Liam, Book 2

A tortured soul...

Breandan Mac Liam, the strapping young hunter from Ireland's lush forests, is in love with Mara, an ineligible beautiful princess.  For seven long years, he has been vividly haunted by her memory, taunted by the throes of his heartache.  And not even the thought of her marriage to a Northman can extinguish the fierce, burning desire running rampant through his heart and soul.

An innocent heart...

Mara, the spirited Connacht princess, has no idea she is the object of the Irishman's longing.  She is living out her days on Inis Mor, raising a troubled son and trying to endure the cruel loneliness that afflicts her.

A deadly secret...

Ordered by the king on his deathbed, Breandan must return to mara and bring her through the perilous lands of Connacht to fulfill her father's last dying wish.  But as their worlds collide, Breandan not only finds himself wrapped in the arms of Mara's embrace, but thrown into a struggle to defend his honor.

With Mara caught between the family she loves and the father she knows, can Breandan uncover the mystery of her past and still protect her from a secret that threatens them all?

Teaser Quote:

"Mara, you are my next breath.  You are the reason I breathe at all."



Reviews:


"This is one fantastic historical...a must-read for anyone who enjoys historical romance and I cannot wait to read the final book of the trilogy as this story has stayed with me days after I read the last word."

~5 Hearts "5 Heart Sweetheart Award" ~ The Romance Studio




"Ms. Vincent surpassed all my expectations with her impressive writing abilities, while offering more incites and revelations that will keep readers coming back for more.  Readers should be warned of the emotional turmoil they will face once again while reading this incredible story.  I eagerly anticipate the next story in this trilogy, yet already mourn the finality."

~ 5 Stars TOP PICK ~ Night Owl Reviews



The Fall of Rain, Book 3
 
Leif Dæganssen, an archeologist from Norway, is determined to trace back his Scandinavian roots as far as the Dark Ages and find proof of their existence on the Emerald Isle. After several years of living off the west coast of Ireland, he finally uncovers an ancient artifact—an intricately decorated chest with pagan carvings—buried beneath the very porch of his coastal cottage. Knowing it only confirms the presence of a glorified Norse-influenced settlement on Inis Mór, he’s determined to establish a link between himself and those who once inhabited the rugged isle.

For as long as she can remember, Lorraine O’Connor has had dreams of a Norse warrior kissing her. And even though she’s never fully understood the reason for her vivid subconscious imagination, she welcomes the meaningless and wanton pleasure of being in a Viking’s protective embrace—until the day she meets that brazen Northman on an impulsive vacation trip to Ireland.

Though blindsided by the relevance of her dreams and the strange familiarity of the man within them, Lorraine can’t help but feel a deep-seated intimacy toward Leif. And the more she gets to know him, the more she’s convinced they’ve shared a life together in a time long forgotten.

 

Are the clues to their ancestral past hidden within the contents of the chest or buried deep within their hearts?
 
Teaser Quote:

“What Lorraine has told you is the honest truth. There’s no denying who you are. But until you go in that house and dig up the evidence for yourself, you’ll never know who you used to be. Oh, I know you’ll realize it one day. By then, I fear it’ll be too late. So, don’t be a fool and let the only woman you’ve ever loved slip through your grasp. Three days, Leif.”

 

Reviews:

"I didn't believe it was possible to take Daegan and Mara's incredible love story to another level, but I am extremely pleased to be wrong. Every word seemed to have a purpose in helping create a beautiful and poetic ending to an unforgettable trilogy. If you've never heard of the name Renee Vincent then you're missing out on quality reading that's worth every second of your undivided attention. It's an escapists dream and I will most certainly be back for more."

~ 5 Stars TOP PICK ~ Night Owl Reviews

 

"An ingenious ending to an amazing trilogy! This series has become my all-time favorite."

~ 5 Blue Ribbons ~ Romance Junkies
 
 
 
 
 
Author Bio:
RENEE VINCENT is a bestselling Contemporary & Historical Romance Author. From the daunting, charismatic Vikings, to the charming, brazen Alpha male heroes of modern day, you’ll be whisked away to a world filled with fast-paced adventure, unforgettable romance, and undying love.

 

She also writes lighthearted, fancy-free Chick Lit Romance as GRACIE LEE ROSE. For those who love to read fun, wholesome, and endearing romantic stories (with a smidgen of spunk) that your mother, sisters, friends, and daughters can enjoy.

 

 

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Renee will be giving away to 5 winners, their choice of any one title in her backlist

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Monday, March 10, 2014

Book Blast: THE ART LOVER by Maggie Wells + GIVEAWAY





The Art Lover

By

 

Maggie Wells

 

a story made vivid by passion…

 

Blurb

Starving artist Kelsey Tecato takes being The Templeton Museum's artist in residence a little too literally. By day, she puts on a show of painting for the crowds that shuffle through the galleries, but at night, her muse runs wild.

Mitch Jameson is a guy's guy. A cop moonlighting as a security guard, he has little use for the artsy-fartsy stuff, but the mysterious Ms. Tecato's sexy portraits call to him.

So does an interior alarm.

When Officer Jameson goes to investigate, he finds a paint-splattered goddess working on a self-portrait--in the nude.

A couple tubes of paint and a roll in the drop cloths later, free-spirited Kelsey helps Officer Jameson discover his passion for art.

 



A great price….only 99 cents !!

A quick read…only 33 pages !! 


 


Excerpt

His gaze traveled over the discreet placard affixed to the wall, but he’d already memorized the pertinent facts. The paintings were created by someone named Kelsey Tecato, the museum’s ‘Artist in Residence’.

Coming on shift as the museum closed for the day, he’d searched the faces of museum patrons and employees as they straggled past the security station, but he’d yet to spot the one that matched the headshot of a studious-looking brunette featured in the museum brochure. When he oh-so-casually posed the question to Bert, he learned that meant Ms. Tecato’s art was being subsidized in exchange for her participation in demonstrations and exhibitions sponsored by the museum board. The knowing twinkle in the older man’s eyes when he clarified that the ‘in residence’ part didn’t refer to the artist’s living situation was enough to make him drop the subject. Bert was too damn nosy for a guy who never managed to pass the detective’s exam.

Forcing himself to put one foot in front of the other, he left the provocative portraits behind and turned toward the west end of the building. The Templeton rambled for nearly a city block but most of the space went unused. Exhibits occupied the open center space of the two-story building joined by a pair of sweeping marble staircases. The east side had been converted to classroom space decades before, but the warren of tiny rooms on the west end were primarily administrative offices and storage.

His heart started to pound when he picked up the murmur of a deep voice. Shifting the flashlight to his left hand, Mitch reached for his sidearm and came up empty. He was a guard tonight, not a cop. His service weapon was locked up safe in his apartment. At the end of the corridor he pulled up short, pressing his back against the wall and tightening his grip on the flashlight. He wore a panic button clipped to his belt but his instincts told him he wasn’t at the panic stage yet. Breathing soft and slow, he closed his eyes and focused his energy on catching a few words. Perhaps he could figure out what the intruders were after before making his presence known.

Thirty seconds passed. His eyes popped open then rolled heavenward as the droning voice segued into a bouncy pop song. The radio. Someone had left a radio playing in one of the offices. Shaking off the rush of adrenaline, Mitch pushed away from the wall and rounded the corner, only to come to a dead stop when he saw the fan of light spilling from the office at the very end of the hall.

Two things he knew for certain: the radio hadn’t been playing when he’d made his post-closing rounds, and that door on the end of the corridor hadn’t been open. He let the barrel of the flashlight slip through his fingers until he gripped the lamp. Wielding his only weapon like a club, he crept toward the door as silently as a guy who clocked in at six-four and two-ten could. Just outside the office, he caught a flash of movement inside the room and quickly pressed his back to the wall.

“About time you showed up.”

A woman. The intruder was a woman and she’d been expecting him. Irked by the presumptuous amusement in her tone, he stepped into the open doorway, prepared to let her have it, and almost swallowed his tongue.

Screw the flashing red lights. Alarm bells clamored in his head the moment recognition clicked. Kelsey Tecato. Artist in Residence. Painter of hard-on-inducing nudes. Live and in person, standing in the Templeton Museum after hours.

And naked as the day she was born. 

 

Author Info

Multi-published author, Maggie Wells, is a deep-down dirty girl with a weakness for hot heroes and happy endings. By day she is buried in spreadsheets, but at night she pens tales of people tangling up the sheets. The product of a charming rogue and a shameless flirt, this mild-mannered married lady has a naughty streak a mile wide.

Fueled by supertankers of Diet Coke, Maggie juggles fictional romance and the real deal by keeping her slow-talking Southern gentleman constantly amused and their two children mildly embarrassed. They are the food purveyors to three dogs, a passel of fish, and one impertinent house rabbit she claims is the love of her life. Shh. Don’t tell her husband.

You can find her online at http://www.maggie-wells.com, on Twitter @maggiewells1, or on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/AuthorMaggieWells
 

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Monday, March 3, 2014

Big Welcome to Mallory Prescott from Dancing in the White Room by Ute Carbone




An Interview with Mallory Prescott

 

Tell us about yourself. What are you like?

 

My best friend once told me that skiing was in my blood. He’s probably right about that—I learned to ski around the time I learned to walk. I’m still skiing as a professional ski patrol woman at Whiteface Mountain near Lake Placid. These days, there’s more to my life than just skiing, though. I’m also a mom to Emily, who is the most terrific four year old on the planet.

 

 

 

What do you think is your strongest point?

 

I take pride in what I do. I’m pretty tough, too. Ski patrol is a boy’s world, so you have to be tough to get respect.

 

 

 

 

Do you have a weakness? (If so, what do you think it is? What does your lover think it is? What does your enemy think it is?)

 

PD Bell is my weakness. I’ve lived with him for seven years, we have a child together and I still don’t really understand some of the decisions he makes.  Bell would say stubbornness was my worst quality. He may be right about that. And my enemies? They think I’m a bitch. I think they’re wrong about that.

 

 

 

What drives you to do the things you do? What makes you want to be the "good guy?”

 

On the whole, I love my life. I love my daughter. I’d do just about anything to protect her and the people I care about.

 

 

 

What's your favorite guilty pleasure?

 

I like sitting on my porch and just breathing. The air around our cabin is crisp and we have a terrific view of Mt. Marcy, the highest peak in New York. Bell once told me the Native Americans called it Tahawus, which means ‘cloud splitter’. The name is apt.

 

 

 

If you didn't know how old you were how old would you be?

I guess I’d still be about sixteen. Though some days I feel more like sixty.

 

 

A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less?

It might be the woman who loved to ski. Though I hope it would be the woman who did everything for love.

 

 

If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?

I love where I live, in a cabin in North Elba with the high peaks of the Adirondacks all around. I can’t imagine wanting to be anywhere else.

 

 

What song would best describe your life?

Shotgun Down the Avalanche, by Shawn Colvin

 

 

If you were a tool, what would people use you to do?

Wow, I don’t know. I’d probably be a hammer, use me to build something lasting.

 

 

Picture yourself as a store. Considering your personality and lifestyle, what type of products would be sold there?
 
 I would be a ski shop, of course.

 

 

As a child, what was your favorite thing about school?

I really like math. Go figure. I kinda like numbers.

 

 

Tell us an embarrassing story that has to do with a pet. If you have no pets, a story about a significant other will do.

Our dog, Chance, would sit on his doghouse and howl. The echo would howl back and then he’d howl at the echo.  It’s a good thing we don’t have close neighbors.

 

 

If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

Caution. Flamable.
 
 
Mallory thanks so much for being with us today, it was a pleasure spending time with you !!!
 
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Dancing in the White Room
by
Ute Carbone
New from Turquoise Morning Press
Contemporary Women’s Fiction
 
Dancing in the white room is slang for skiing or boarding in deep powder snow. The dancer is PD Bell, one of the best extreme skiers on the planet. Mallory Prescott, the woman who lives with him and loves him, is used to Bell’s exploits. A patrol woman at Whiteface Mountain near Lake Placid, New York, Mallory is no stranger to risk. But this time Bell is taking on the West Rib of Denali, highest and most dangerous mountain in North America. It’s a descent that has never been done, though it’s been tried. Five years ago, Bell had tried it. The attempt nearly killed him. Five years ago, he promised Mallory he wouldn’t try it again.
     Over the six weeks in which he’s gone, Mallory begins to question her relationship with Bell. Does he really love her? Is he in it for the duration? What has loving him cost her?  Mallory’s life choices are thrown into stark relief when her daughter Emily takes a terrible fall. Together with her life-long friend Creech Creches, she must work her way through a maze of uncharted territory at a hospital miles from home.
          Dancing in the White Room is the story of the love we keep, the price we pay for that love, and the forgiveness it takes to hold on to what is precious.
 
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About the Author:

Ute (who pronounces her name Oooh-tah) Carbone is an award winning author of women’s fiction, comedy, and romance. She and her husband live in New Hampshire, where she spends her days walking, eating chocolate and dreaming up stories.
 
 
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Giveaway
Ute is giving away a total of 3 ebook copies, winner’s choice of any of her current books,
including Dancing in the White Room.
 
 
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