Tuesday Tales: From the Word Mirror

Good morning! WelcoBadge for TT - very small (1)me to spring, and this week’s edition of Tuesday Tales taken a few pages earlier than the snippet last week. I thought it might explain her fainting.
“Son of a bitch. Kid? Is that really you?” he asked slowly, his gaze rakingifts-from-dogs-muddy-paw-printg her from head to toe before settling on her paw-marked breasts.

She fought the urge to cover her chest and swallowed. “The one and only,” she answered with a false bravado Ron would have appreciated.

“You’ve gained weight.” He smiled, eying her up and down once more, further adding to her desire to vanish. He shook his head. “What I mean is, you were such a scrawny little thing … you’ve changed. No braces.”

“No shit, Sherlock. Good thing to know your eyes work. I’m Carla Hunter. I used to be Carla Balducci, maybe you remember me?”

“Yeah, now that I look at you, you seem familiar. Kid and her trusty sidekick.”

He turned back to MJ. “What’s it been? Fifteen years? It’s great to see you, but what are you doing here?”

MJ stared at him. Did he really think she was fat? The man was gorgeous, way more attractive than she’d ever imagined he would be. The long, black hair she’d admired years ago, had been cut short, but the style suited him. Her fingers itched to run through it, and she fisted her hands at her side lest they fly up of their own volition. She blinked, aware that he’d said something. Why was she here?

“The house,” she stammered. “I came to look at the house. I t
hought it was the one I was going to rent, but I’ve obviously made a mistake. Mine must be farther down the block. I didn’t know you lived here. Sorry for trespassing.” She was blabbering. What the hell was wrong with her?

Maybe it’s these loose pants that make me look fat.

He grimaced and shook his head. “Right house, I think, but it isn’t available anymore. I bought it and moved in last week,” he said. “I should’ve guessed you’d become a teacher. You were a hell of a lot smarter than either Ron or me. How come you’re here? Don’t tell me Stilton ran out of teaching jobs. Is your husband with you?”

“She’s not married,” Carla piped up. “Are you?”

“Am I what?” he asked.


If Carla said one more word, she’d kill her. It would be justifiable homicide. No jury of single women would ever convict her.

“Carla, for God’s sake,” she whispered through gritted teeth.

“I’m not,” he answered interrupting her.

Her friend grinned. “Great. Then you two can get to know one another again.” Carla frowned. “How’d you know she was a teacher?”

“Mr. Newton mentioned a teacher had been interested in looking at the house.”

“She was more than interested,” Carla said. “She thought it was a done deal. Now, she’s got no place to live and … Ouch! Why’d you kick me?”

“Did I?” MJ said and glared at her. “My foot must’ve slipped.”
“Come into the house,” Paul said, probably as uncomfortable with Carla’s matchmaking outburst as she was. “The least I can do is give you a cold drink and let you clean yourself up.” He led the way up onto the deck and into the kitchen.

The room was just the way she’d pictured it, and MJ could’ve wept. The new matching range and refrigerator were white, no doubt to coordinate with the built-in dishwasher. The above the range microwave oven looked unused. On the counter sat a variety of small appliances, including the latest in food processors her mother would have loved. Four oak bar stools stood on one side of the large center island. This kitchen was every cook’s dream.

“Can I get you a glass of water?” he asked closing the screen door to keep King out of the house. “I’ve got beer if you prefer.”

“Water for me,” Carla said, pointing to her stomach. “Bun in the oven, and all that.”

“Beer. Beer’s good,” MJ answered. If there was ever a time for alcohol, it was now. “I need to get cleaned up.”

“Bathroom’s down the hall. Help yourself.”

She nodded and moved along the hall to the bathroom. The living room and dining room were empty other than the appliance boxes stacked in the corner, but he’d said he’d just moved in. He might not be married, but a bachelor didn’t buy a house like this. So where was his main squeeze?

She entered the small room and locked the door behind her, leaning against it for support. It wasn’t enough, and she slipped down the door, sat on the floor, and let reaction and disappointment take over.

Paul Davis. Of all the people in the world, he was the last one she would ever have expected to steal a house out from under her. He and Ron were inseparable and always in one kind of trouble or another. In fact, Paul had probably spent as much time at her house as at his own—maybe even more. Between them, they’d made her pre-teen and early teen years hell more often than not.

But in spite of all that, he’d been her first love, as painful as the experience had been.

She’d worshiped him. He’d been her hero, coming to her rescue more times than she could count, but he’d treated her the same way Ron had, as if she were his kid sister. He even called her kid—probably didn’t even know her real name. Mama had been the one to hold her in her arms when Ron had mentioned that Paul had moved away for good—gone without even saying goodbye.

If she were honest, every boy she’d ever dated had been measured against her memories of her brother’s long lost friend, and sooner or later, all of them had been found wanting. She’d been attracted to Mark because he bore a faint resemblance to the Paul she’d idolized, and look how that had turned out.

Letting out a deep breath, she sighed. So much for thinking her life was about to improve. Tears brimmed her eyes.

Over the years, especially those months after he’d left, she’d dreamed of running into Paul again, but it had generally involved a crowded ballroom and her in a wispy evening gown. He’d see her across the room and hold her gaze as he moved toward her, pushing the beautiful women out of his way until he took her into his arms. Once upon a Dream, the song she loved from Sleeping Beauty, would be playing, and they’d step onto the dance floor, moving as one. He’d bend his head toward hers and—that’s when she’d wake up. The man she dreamed of resembled the tall, lanky eighteen year old she recalled, not the sexy man she’d just met, and in her fantasy, he always remembered her, unlike the reality of today, and he never told her she looked fat! That thought put steel into her backbone. What was she doing sitting on the jerk’s bathroom floor?

Fifteen years ago, the son of a bitch had broken her heart and now, he’d shattered her fantasies and destroyed her dreams of living here. Damn him!

Why the hell hadn’t the realtor or Mr. Newton called? Probably because they’d expected her to go to the realty office before showing up at the house. That’s what a normal person would’ve done. But not her.

Not MJ Summers, she doesn’t stop to think before she acts. Never has, never will. It should be my motto.

She stood, walked over to the sink, and turned on the tap. She couldn’t see a facecloth, so she used toilet paper to try and wipe away the mud, making everything worse instead of better. She realized her mistake when the mirror revealed nipples standing at attention against the wet fabric of her blouse and bra.

Great. Just frigging great.

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Saturday Special: This Week’s Deal: Holiday Fling

IMG_0212Good morning. Spring is less than a day away. Are you excited? I am. Despite some weird weather and the fact that it’s cold outside, longer days bring holidays and vactions to mind.

Last year, we went on an Alaskan cruise, something I would recommend to any and everyone. The scenery was incredible. This year I’ll be visiting Denmark, Norway, and Iceland. What can i say? I love mountains. Who knows where I’ll go next year.

One thing is for sure, I’ll always have the ability to travel in books. Holiday Fling, a ten book bundle from Crimson can take you places in your imagination for less than a US dollar.

Holiday Fling Book BundleGet swept away from your everyday troubles with these ten vacation romances. A change of scenery and a sexy stranger leads to sparks flying for these charming couples. But when their holidays are over, can they figure out how to turn their flings into forever love?

  • What a Texas Girl Wants: The last thing Jackson Taylor wants in his life is a down-to-earth girl like Kathleen Witte, so why did he just wake up next to her on a Mexican beach with a ring on his finger? Once they’re back in Texas, though, this all-business marriage might just turn into an all-consuming love.
  • Summer Promises: Drama queen Carly Foster is stuck performing in a touristy ghost town with charming Asher Day. Is he flirting with her because he’s bored or is there room for passionate play off stage, too?
  • Jade’s Treasure: Jade Sawyer simply wants to be left alone to manage her family’s mountain resort and design her jewelry. Then world-famous author Matthew Riley McLaughlin books a room as a hideout, and their shared need for privacy becomes personal. But can she overlook a shocking betrayal?
  • The Spanish Acquisition: When multibillionaire business mogul Carlos meets struggling art student Lily on vacation in the Dominican Republic, passion ignites. But they must overcome their differences as well as a mix-up of mistaken identity.
  • California Wine: Italian Marcos Gamari has one goal in life: to create the finest wine from the best vineyards in the world. Then he meets single mother Elizabeth Ladina, who shows him that his real dream just may reside here in the mountains of Santa Cruz.
  • Between the Sheets: An annual retreat is the perfect setting for music teacher Maggie Schafer to turn over a new leaf in her love life, but then a pretend romance with handsome Randy Devers gets surprisingly real.
  • All About Charming Alice: Quirky Alice Treemont gives up hope of finding love in rural Blake’s Folly, Nevada, until dashing and well-to-do author Jace Constant comes to town to research his new book. Opposites indeed attract, and soon the whole town is determined to make a love match.
  • Just for the Weekend: Multimillionaire Sam Mason is sick of gold diggers. When he meets a role-playing kindergarten teacher at a sci-fi convention in Vegas, she seems like the real thing. Then – surprise! – he wakes up married to this sexy stranger . . . only to find his new bride has vanished. Is he looking for a swindler or the love of his life?
  • Christmas Dinner: Amanda dreads returning home single for Christmas, but the only available man to play escort is her rival for the TV anchor spot. When he agrees, much to her surprise, they both see a different side of each other under the mistletoe.
  • Trapped in Tourist Town: Cady Eaton dreams of the bright lights of New York City, but she’s stuck playing tour guide to travel writer Burke Sanders in tiny Scallop Shores. When deeper feelings develop, can he convince her that everything they need is right in front of them?

Sensuality level: Sensual

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Feel Good Friday Reads: On His Watch, Part of the Boys in Blue Bundle

booksGood morning. Welcome back to another Feel Good Friday Reads, a blog where I give you a look at what inspired the story, and share a excerpt from it with you.

It’s been a crazy week as I strive to finish my latest manuscript, Hello Again.  I love the premise of the new story, the charcters I’ve created, and as I polish them, I hope they’ll be good enough to please the readers.

On His Watch was originally titled, Until It’s Over and had a much different feel to it than the book eventually released.After I sold the book to Crimson Romance, the beginning of the novel changed as did the initial relationship between Nikki and Jason. In the original version of the story, Jason,the local sheriff, on his way home form a convention, rescued Nikki and her children after a downed tree had trapped them in the car during a storm. He’d been fascinated by the woman, who’d put on a brave front for her children and had been dismayed to find out that, not only was she married, but her husband was abusive. Nikki, unhappy in her marriage but unable to do anything about it had been taken by the her rescuer, and fantasized about what her life would be like had she not married a man who turned out to be not only cruel but a lousy father.When Jason gets the call to go to the house, he’s convinced the abusive husband is to blame until he finds him dead as well. He stays with nikki and in her dreams, Jason becomes her angel, the one who saved her.

My Crimson editor didn’t like that storyline, and because I’d signed a contract I was forced to change it. Don’t get me wrong. We authors hate making changes of any kind, especially those that change the charcters and their purpose, but after we gripe, complain, and tear out our hair, we usually do what we’re told. The novel is still our work, improved and polished under the watchful eye of someone who knows and understand the modern romance reader far better than I do.

So, how did On His Watch change?  Well Jason became an FBI agent with a secret, and he and Nikki never met before the attack. Eventually, in the story you learn the husband was abusive, and the rest of the story unfolds more or less as it did in the original book, minus the emphasis on the angel who’d saved her before. While I still believe the original storyline would’ve worked, I have to admit, this is an excellent story, too.

On His WatchBook Blurb for On His Watch:

On leave from the FBI, Special Agent Jason Spark is enjoying some welcome peace and quiet when he’s called on to help the local sheriff’s department check out a 911 call. Expecting a prank or misdial, he unwittingly steps into a horrifying bloodbath straight out of a Hollywood slasher movie, complete with clues scrawled on the wall.

Nikki Hart’s husband and son are killed, but she survives, badly beaten and barely clinging to life in a coma. When she awakens, she doesn’t know her name, recognize her face, or remember anything about herself and her past. Terrified, and unsure of whom to trust, she clings to the memory of the angel who comforted her in her darkest moments.

The investigation turns up a prime suspect: The Butcher, an elusive hired assassin for the Sicilian mob. As the news of Nikki’s recovery spreads, putting her in this ruthless killer’s sights again, Jason will do whatever it takes to protect the woman he’s learning to love.

Nikki’s beginning to believe Jason might be the angel who protected her in her dreams. But when she learns about the secret role he played in the worst day of her life, can she ever forgive him?

Sensuality Level: Sensual

On His Watch is available as part of the Boys in Blue bundle from Crimson Romance–10 edge of your seat romance suspense novels featuring law ennforcement officers –i=on sale for less than a USD!

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/The-Boys-Blue-Cop-Romances-ebook/dp/B019JE11E6

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The sound of breaking glass coming from downstairs shattered the stillness. Nikki tensed. Had the sound come from the kitchen? Had she left a window open? She’d shut the bedroom window a few moments ago because the wind had picked up and its whistling sound bothered her. Could it have knocked over the crystal vase of roses Sam had sent her this morning? Perhaps Mrs. Olsen’s tabby had jumped in the window and knocked the vase over. The cat had been a regular visitor when the previous owners had lived here, and he saw no reason to curtail his visits. She’d almost had a heart attack the last time he entered, bringing her a gift—a dead mouse—and Danny had laughed himself silly at “Mommy’s girliness.” Sam, not an animal lover, had threatened to poison the animal if it came into the house again. If the cat had broken the vase, its days were numbered.

Or what if someone was in the house? She’d noticed a lot of strangers in town, some looking more unkempt than others. There were plenty of family campers, but every now and then, she’d seen so-called gold prospectors combing the Larosa hills. Trudy, Mandy’s best friend Lily’s mother, had said they were harmless but to a girl like Nikki from San Francisco, dirty, half-starved men meant trouble. They could easily be junkies desperately needing a fix.

She took a deep breath. She didn’t hear any other suspicious sounds. As Sam would say, she was letting her imagination run wild. Most likely it was one of Larosa’s minor quakes that had caused a glass to slip off the table. Just a few miles off the San Andreas Fault, the town was constantly trembling. She barely noticed the Earth’s slight shaking anymore.

Even though she’d convinced herself nothing was amiss, Nikki tiptoed to the guest room, got down on all fours, and peeked under the bed. Mandy was asleep. The child slept like the dead once she was out. Nikki reached for the flashlight, turned it off, and used the bed to leverage her body upright again.

She picked up the cell phone she’d left on the dresser earlier, made sure it was on in case Sam called, and dropped it into the right pocket of her pajama top. Carrying the flashlight, she slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind her.

Maybe getting a dog’s a good idea. It would keep the damn cat out of the house.

Nikki stood still in the hallway and listened. The only thing she could hear was the sound of the television in the den. Someone was buying a vowel.

She reached Danny’s room and opened the door. When she saw his bed was empty, she relaxed and shook her head in resignation. As much as it annoyed her to admit it, this time Sam was right. Her imagination did tend to look for boogeymen where there weren’t any. Clearly her eight-year-old and his bottomless pit of a stomach had decided to have another bedtime snack. No doubt he was the culprit. She left the room and placed the flashlight on the hall table where it usually sat in case of a power outage.

“What did you break this time?” she called as she headed down the stairs. “I swear, you’re like a bull in a china shop.”

The sound of the garage door opening indicated Sam’s arrival. Although the clinic was nearby, since he carried major opiate drugs back and forth, Sam always took his car to work. He’d enter the house through the garage, leaving his lab coat and shoes out there and washing his hands at the sink he’d had installed for that purpose.

“Let’s get this cleaned up before your father comes in.” She turned the corner into the kitchen and stopped cold.

The fridge door was open, the pitcher of orange juice shattered on the floor beside what was left of her crystal vase full of roses, the red petals vanishing in her son’s blood. So much blood! Danny lay there, his head at an awkward angle, his eyes open, looking into the face of death. A scream froze in her throat as arms grabbed her from behind, and the sting of the knife bit into her upper back.

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Midweek Tease: Echoes of the Past

MWTease15Good morning, I hope you’re all doing well this mid-March week. Last week’s curling championships were incredible and I enjoyed every minute of my quickie vacation, but this week, it’s back to the grindstone.

Since I’m currently working on a new book which features First Nations charcters, this morning, I decided to pop back in time to one of my earlier releases, which also featured Native Americans as non-Canadians would call them. Originally released in 2014, this book was rereleased in 2015 with a new cover.


Book Blurb for Echoes of the Past:

Born Mohawk, raised white, forensic pathologist, Michelle Thomas is trapped between two worlds—this one and the spirit world where the ghosts of those who’ve drowned speak to her. Haunted by crippling nightmares of her own drowning death and erotic dreams of a phantom lover, she strives to make sense of her life. When two suspicious deaths occur at the Lake of the Mountain Resort, she’s sent to investigate. She’ll face the greatest challenge of her career when her past and her present collide. One of these men is her future, but which one—the rich and powerful Mayor Ron Davies, or Tony Steele, the hydrology professor who may be responsible for his students’ deaths? Charged by the spirits of her Mohawk ancestors to atone for her previous sins by protecting Lake of the Gods, can Michelle solve the murders, save the sacred waters, and fulfil her destiny?

Original Release Date July 11, 2014; Re-released, September 3, 2015

Purchase Echoes of the Past from: Amazon

EchoesEbookFinalYour tease:

With an unsteady hand, Michelle reached for the phone Tasha held and stared at the image once more. Could he be the dead man? Possibly, but her heart screamed, Please, God, no. “I’m not sure. I don’t think so,” she said aloud.

“I have a suggestion.” Tasha perked up.

Instantly, Michelle shrank from what she knew would be a bad idea.

“I know you like to do everything on your own, but why not get another opinion here? You think both these guys are hot, right? Why don’t we take those pictures with us tonight and go see Audra? She can tell you if one of them is dead, which I hope neither of them are, or if one of them is the killer. You can eliminate one or both as suspects and get to the horizontal mambo in no time. You’ll owe me big time when one of them rings your bells.”

“Don’t be crude. We’ve been through this before. I refuse to go and see some crazy lady and ask her for information about my case—if the woman can see into the future, and that’s a really big IF in my book, I doubt images on a phone will give her any answers. You said I needed to have fun. Believe me, what you suggest doesn’t sound like fun to me.”

Tasha pouted, folded her arms across her chest, and stared mulishly at Michelle.

“I don’t know what’s happening here, but I’ve never seen you like this before. Besides, Audra treats phobias. You promised you’d do whatever it took to overcome this aquaphobia of yours. That meltdown you had when you got splashed in July terrified me. I thought you were having a seizure. You need to know why you’re so scared. How are you going to stay on the beach when we go south? People do splash, you know.”

Tasha took a mouthful of her coffee and made a face. She added more sugar to the cup.

“You’re exaggerating,” Michelle said, trying to hide her fear. “He surprised me and the water was cold.”

“Right. Keep telling yourself that. How can we go on our dream vacation to the Dominican Republic next spring if you can’t go anywhere near the water? I don’t get it. Is it your job? Is that why you’re so afraid? I wouldn’t be a number one fan of water either if I made my living around those who died that way, but you’re beyond afraid. You’re terrified.”

“Calm down, will you? Lower your voice. People are staring at us.”

“Fine,” Tasha whispered. “I’ll lower my voice, but you promised to do something about it, and you haven’t. If Sanders has his way, you’ll probably leave tomorrow. Work is work even if those two gorgeous hunks will be there. You’re my best friend. I miss you when you aren’t around, and an email, phone call, or online chat isn’t the same thing.”

“I know why you’re really annoyed, and it has nothing to do with my fear of water.”

“What do you mean? I’m not annoyed. I’m worried about you.” Tasha raised her brow.

“You’re mad because if I do get sent on this case, I won’t be able to go on that double date tomorrow night with the guy who works with Simon. You’ve been trying to set me up with him for weeks now. Every time I emailed, all you wanted to know was when I’d be home.”

“I asked because I missed you. I do think you and David would be great together. You’re alone too much. For the record, I’m worried about the water thing. Consider learning about the eye candy a bonus—my treat. Audra’s big on chakras and chi and she’ll tell you how to balance things, so you can get over your fear and move on. You can find your calm again. Don’t you want to?”

“More than you’ll ever know.” Michelle sighed, defeated. “Fine. We’ll go see Audra, but after I do this, you have to let it go. No more witches, no more psychics, no more magic crystals, no more anything! I can still go to the Dominican with you. I’ll just sit and bake on the beach while you turn yourself into shark bait.”

Tasha laughed. “You have such a way with words, but I agree. I won’t mention it again—well, at least not until your next meltdown.”

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Tuesday Tales: From the Word Grab

Badge for TT - very small (1)Good morning and welcome back to Tuesday Tales. This week, I’ll continue with Wedding Bell Blues, my contemporary romance.

Paul almost choked on his mouthful of beer as he watched the woman in pink capris and a floral top slide to the floor.

Son of a bitch. Where the hell’s her boyfriend?

He jumped toward her and grabbed her shoulders before her head hit the stone tiles. Her breathing was strained, and she was pale, far paler than he’d ever seen her. She’d cut her hair, and with the curls framing her face like that, her gorgeous eyes—when they’d been open—were even more compelling than they’d been before. A man could drown in those eyes. Carla had said she wasn’t married, but he hadn’t asked if she had a boyfriend.

“Do something,” Lindsay yelled at him. “My God, I knew she was upset.”

“Look, lady, if I knew what to do, I’d do it,” he growled, wishing the crowd they’d attracted would disappear.

Suddenly, reality hit him. MJ was the woman Lindsay had mentioned—the one who was sad and dejected. Why? An overwhelming need to protect her filled him. He lifted her up into his arms and sat her on the chair someone had brought over to the bar. Lucette handed him a wet cloth, and he used it to wipe MJ’s pale face. From the look in her eyes just before she fainted, she looked as if she’d seen a ghost.

Lindsay looked at him as if he’d done something wrong.

“I don’t know what game you were playing, but what you did to this poor girl was a dirty, rotten trick. You should be ashamed of yourself.”

“Now, honey. I’m sure Paul didn’t mean to upset the girl,” Noel said trying to calm his wife whose indignation on MJ’s behalf was impressive.

Lindsay’s face was red, her hands clenched into fists, and if the chair hadn’t been between his legs and her feet, he had no doubt she’d kick him. MJ stirred, stopping Paul from telling Lindsay he had no idea what she was talking about.

He squatted awkwardly beside MJ. Lucette’s words sounded loud in his head. You won’t be alone tonight. He didn’t believe in that hocus pocus, but what in God’s name was MJ doing here by herself?

“Hey, kid. Welcome back. Are you okay?” he asked concerned.

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Reviews By Sue: La Vie en Rose {Life in Pink}

booksGood morning and welcome to the first Review by Sue in a very long time. I’ve been so busy writing, I haven’t had a lot of time for reading, but I’m hoping that will change.

This morning, my review is for La Vie en Rose, Life in Pink, a new novel by Lydia Michaels which is available for pre-order, but won’t be downloaded until April 12, 2016. Normally I would wait to review this, but because this is an unusual and incredible book. I’m giving you a head’s up.

One of the things I always loved about reading was my ability to escape into the book, identify with the charcters, and live, love, laugh, and cry with them. Never has this been more true than in La Vie en Rose. 

La Vie en Rose'Here’s the blurb:

Emma Sanders has always dreamt of being a bride, wearing fancy gowns, pretty pearls, and—of course—falling madly in love. Then life happened. Finding herself one fiancé short of her happily ever after, she leaves the fairytales behind. Some days are simply too perilous for pink gowns and pearls.

Riley Lockhart is the sort of man who can make a woman lower her gaze with only a smile. That he doesn’t realize his charm makes him all the more enchanting. Determined to save Emma the pain of her breakup, he steps in as a friend, but soon finds himself wanting more.

She was just a girl, but she somehow winds up being the strongest woman he’s ever known. Losing her is not an option and when life can’t be tied neatly in a pretty little bow, he holds tight to all that he loves most in this world—his Emma. His hero.

Sometimes the greatest scars are worn on the inside.

My Review: 5 stars

La Vie en Rose is a wonderful read from the first page to the last, but it isn’t an easy book to read. It’s an emotional rollercoaster that starts in the first few pages. Emma is normal. She’s just been dumped and she’s distraught. I could easily visualize her clutching the soggy dress to her chest. She doesn’t over-react to what is probably the worst day of her life. Sure she’s a huge sopping wet mess of tears, but what woman wouldn’t be when her life falls apart like that?

Riley is the little boy in a man suit. He likes to laugh and play and doesn’t like seeing women–especially Emma cry, so he sets out to make her smile again. At first, he reminded me of a protective big brother, which he is since he’s Rarity’s brother, the other roommate sharing the apartment.Both Rarity and Riley have dragons to slay in their relationship with their parents, rich people who do nothing but criticize them and their life choices. It’s amazing the brother and sister are as close as they are. Michaels handles this with class, making a touchy subject quite palatable.

The novel is divided into three sections. In section one, we have Riley and Emma’s falling in love story–and some hot sex. The thing the man does with grape jelly … But the story doesn’t end there. In section two, Emma and Riley have to deal with an illness no one should have to face, and in this part of the book, you see the meaning of courage and love. Having dealt with family and friends faced with this devastating illness, I understood Emma’s struggle and the courage it took to make the decisions she did. Riley is nothing short of wonderful as he supports and loves Emma through it all.

In the last section of the book, Ms. Michaels dealt with the way crisis can change people because of the love they have for others. She had me examining some of my life choices. Life can be much shorter than we think it will be. The ending is a happily ever after, but the shadow of illness looms in the future as it must given what we know about the diseas and more importantly what we don’t know.

I highly recommend this novel. You will laugh; you will cry; but you will never forget  La Vie en Rose

You can pre-order La Vie en Rose, Life in Pink from Amazon. http://www.amazon.com/Vie-Rose-Life-Pink-ebook/dp/B01B6KXZO0


Saturday Special: Have I got a deal for you!

The Boys in Blue final coverWelcome to my first Saturday Special, the blog post where I feature one of the many bundles of books Crmson Romance has available to you. This week, I want to bring The Boys in Blue to your attention. Imagine ten complete suspense romance novels for a grand total of 74 cents USD! Summer’s just around the corner, and here is your chance to fill your ereader for less than a dollar! In the Boys in Blue, you’ll find law enforcement at it’s best, whether it’s a local police officer or the FBI, there men and women will put it all on the line to p[rotect those in danger.

It’s hard to resist a man in uniform, and when it comes to these ten sexy law enforcement heroes, danger never looked so good. From street beats to under the covers, they’re arresting, they’re provocative, and they’re sure to steal your heart!

  • Undercover Heat: When Agent Kyra Sanders and FBI hotshot Quinn Daniels are assigned to go undercover as a married couple, trouble – and desire – flares. She’s got a history, he’s got a hell of a secret, and the only answer to this dilemma is almost criminal.
  • In the Shadow of Vengeance: Elizabeth Merlot can’t afford to let handsome Detective Noah McNeil discover her secret past. But when trouble finds her son, Noah may be the only one who can save their lives.
  • Montana Mustangs: When a body washes up on the shore of a rural Montana lake, police officer Dane Burke and Aura Montgarten must get to the bottom of this mystery – but Aura has a secret that’s out of this world. Can two unlikely souls find true love?
  • Love Is in the Air: When Royal Canadian Mounted Police Sergeant Jim Cromwell investigates Maine-based drug ring The Alabatross Alliance, the case leads him to airline pilot Captain Sophie Berg. He’s not sure if she’s an innocent or his lead suspect, but when she’s kidnapped, Jim must decide whether to believe his head or his heart.
  • Inheriting Fear: Detective Luca Patterson has never crossed a professional line until he meets his new neighbor Mya. She’s sexy, feisty, and he can’t stop thinking about her, but her secrets coincide with Luca’s case – and lead to an unexpectedly sizzling interlude in his bed. When lines blur, will love or duty ultimately come into focus?
  • Fated Hearts: Sheriff Carter McAlister offers mysterious newcomer Henley Elliott a job as his assistant. Breaking through her carefully built shell proves to be a near-impossible task, and now a dangerous new presence in the Cove seems to be targeting Henley. Can Henley and Carter leave their secrets and scars in the past to get a second chance at happily ever after?
  • On His Watch: Special Agent Jason Spark is enjoying some welcome peace and quiet when he’s called to a 911 call and steps into a horrifying bloodbath straight out of a Hollywood slasher movie. Survivor Nikki Hart believes Jason might be the angel sent to protect her. But when she learns about the secret role he played in her tragedy, can she ever forgive him?
  • Ashley’s Allegiance: Ashley Whitman’s ready to step up and contribute to the family tea legacy, just like her successful cousins. But as the conspiracy surrounding the farm deepens, so does her relationship with Sheriff Jacob Sanders. Their families have been rivals for years . . . will a union between them finally bring peace to Emerald Springs?
  • Acts of Faith: Everyone assumed Emma’s brother died in a car accident. Then one of his friends asks Emma to meet her so she can reveal the truth, but the whistleblower is brutally murdered before their appointment. There’s only one person Emma can turn to for help – her ex-husband, a cop who never wants to see her again.
  • Retribution: The homicide of a criminal lawyer puts Dallas homicide detective Remy LeBeau on a collision course with a professional assassin from his past. Is his relationship with professional barrel racer Cody Lewis the motivation behind the attacks – or a secret weapon that gives him the edge to end this nightmare once and for all?

Sensuality Level: Sensual

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