Flotsam & Jetsam

What set Ellie off anyway? A thought intruded. No, couldn’t be. He checked her profile. Nah. But his mouth formed a hopeful smile, and he leaned back, humming his favorite tune. Flotsam & Jetsam

The dashing Frenchman or the handsome handyman? Who will she choose? For the Love of a Spy

Saturday, August 24, 2013

My Sexy Saturday: Seven Sexy Sentences

My current WIP is tentatively entitled Marking Time: Murder at the Memorial (an Old Romance). It’s set in Alexandria, Virginia, at the George Washington Masonic Memorial. 

The George Washington Masonic Memorial stands 331 feet tall atop Shuter’s Hill in Alexandria, Virginia. The original lodge, of which our first President was Charter Mason, burned down in 1871, and it would be 61 years before the present Temple was completed.  Nine stories include not only exhibits of both Masonic lodges and appendant bodies such as the Shriners, but also a museum dedicated to George Washington. The ninth floor opens onto an observation platform, from which visitors can view all of Alexandria to the Potomac.

In Marking Time, on her first day as docent in the George Washington Masonic Memorial, Claire Wilding finds a distinctly non-Masonic item: a dead body. As she deals with a smitten police detective, a handsome Senator, black ops agents, and two ruthless mothers, she learns more than she ever expected to about jewels and pennies, irregular Masonic lodges, and our first President’s family secrets.

The handsome Senator is the hero, Gideon Bliss. This is why Claire can’t keep her mind on her work:

Gideon watched her. He licked his lips. “You know how sensual this little scene is? First, you spread the soft, creamy butter slowly over the toast, making little whorls with your delicate fingers. Then you spoon on luscious, deep red cherries. One cherry falls and you catch it with your tongue, sucking it down your waiting throat. You pick up the toast with both hands and lovingly carry it to your open lips, where—”

To read other Sexy Snippets today, click here: www.mysexysaturday.blogspot.com

Welcome to the all-star all-SCP author blog hop!

We’re all excited to introduce ourselves and our heroes and heroines to you. Since it’s my turn, here goes. I have written seven romantic suspense and/or mystery novels—five with the fabulous folks at Secret Cravings. Each book has a different setting and different cast of characters. Some are murder mysteries; some romantic suspense. They all have one thing in common, though—a Happy Ending . So rather than concentrate on one story, I thought I’d give you a taste of each of the last five: Losers Keepers, Triptych, Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders, Mai Tais and Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine, and my latest release, Lapses of Memory. All but Lapses of Memory are available in both ebook and print.

If you’re looking for suspense, murder, and romance, try Losers Keepers, my bestselling novel about a romantic triangle enmeshed in murder set on the Atlantic barrier island of Chincoteague.

Dagne Lonegan, aka Dear Philomena, advice dispenser extraordinaire, hoped that spending a year on the Eastern Shore island of  Chincoteague to write her novel would clear her sinuses, if not her heart, of any feelings for Jack Andrews, erstwhile lover and long-time jerk.  It’s just her luck that her first week on the island she’s in the right place at the right time to be involved with a murder.  Only she doesn’t know it.  Unfortunately, the murderer doesn’t know she doesn’t know.  Strange and dangerous things begin happening to her, interfering with her new romance with Tom Ellis, the handsome manager of the National Wildlife Refuge.  Complications ensue when her Jack arrives to take charge of the murder investigation.

Will Dagne stick with the tall, cool glass of a Ranger or fall back into the arms of her first tempestuous passion?

Or how about Triptych, in which legend, history and romance intertwine in a triptych of suspense?

Both Miranda Cabot and her sister Honor prefer their solitude to romance, Miranda having watched her husband die in flames on the Potomac River rocks called the Three Sisters. Not so the youngest, Sybil, who invites a mysterious Frenchman calling himself the Chevalier du bon Arnaque to stay with them in their mansion overlooking the Sisters.

Misgivings about the stranger’s intentions lead Miranda and Honor to ask their neighbors Dieter Heiliger and his grandson Corey to chaperone. Three beautiful, strong-willed women living in a house with three handsome, virile men results inevitably in an intricate web of jealousy, sex, and intrigue. Add in long-lost master artworks, stolen prototypes and a resident genius and you have a recipe for romance. Who will end up with whom, and will the Three Sisters take another life as the legend calls for?

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Then there’s Artful Dodging: the Torpedo Factory Murders. It takes place in Old Town Alexandria, an historic cobblestoned city on the Potomac River in Virginia and follows the adventures of several artists at the Torpedo Factory Art Center. Once a munitions factory on the waterfront, the Center lay abandoned after World War II until the 1970s, when an intrepid band of local ladies convinced the city to lease it to them. Today it houses 82 studios, the Art League, the Friends of the Torpedo Factory, and an Archaeology center. And in my story, a dead body or two…

Waiting out the rain, Milo Everhart takes stock of her widowhood and the handsome man standing in the door to the bar.  Little does she know she will meet that man again and again under both passionate and terrifying circumstances.

Tristram Brody waits for his date, too conscious of the beautiful woman sitting by the door. Little does he know that she will hate him for trying to destroy her beloved art center, and even suspect him of murder. Nor that she will be drawn inevitably into his arms.

Little does either of them suspect they will be embroiled in not one, but two murders, in which the fate of the Torpedo Factory, an art center housed in an old munitions factory on the waterfront in Old Town Alexandria, will be decided.

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Now on to Mai Tais and Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine, romance and mystery on the Florida Gulf coast, in which sea turtles, Russians, parrots, murder, and money figure prominently, but not necessarily in that order.

When Tessa Diamond rescues a baby pufferfish from a hungry gull, her good deed leads her into a shady world of smuggling, Russian gangsters, and coded messages. She confronts murder, attempted ravishment, parrots, sea turtles and big fish, only to encounter blossoming romances at every turn, including one of her own.

She is torn between Cameron Mason, tiger-eyed and handsome, and Dugan Trevally, sexy and dangerous, but before she can drop her longstanding opposition to marriage and accept her true love, she must face the possibility that one of them could be a thief, and even a murderer.

Now, for something completely different, try my latest release, Lapses of Memory, which asks the question: How many years, how many adventures, how many times will she lose him before she recognizes her true love?

In Lapses of Memory, Sydney Bellek recounts her life and adventures to her daughter Olivia.  Every few years from the age of five Sydney meets her true love Elian Davies, but while he remembers her, she doesn’t recognize him. Only after surviving wars, revolutions, and years of separation does she realize they are meant for each other, but in a twist of fate it is now Elian who has forgotten her. While Olivia is recording the history of her parents’ romance she must also deal with her own dilemma, choosing between the rich and dashing Rémy de Beaumec, who wants to take her around the world, and the steady, quiet, American-to-the-core, Benjamin Knox, who only wants to make her happy.

Lapses of Memory so far can boast three five-star reviews.

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Since I’m sure you’re thirsty for more, hop on to the next wonderful author here: http://secretcravingspublishing.blogspot.com/. Bon voyage!

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

My THIRD Five-Star Review for Lapses of Memory!

“Wow!” That’s what Rochelle Weber said to me when she finished my latest romance, Lapses of Memory. She went on:
While this book wasn't a mystery, it still kept me on the edge of my seat, burning pages wanting to know how it turned out. How would Sydney and Elian finally get together? Who would Olivia choose? Would Sydney have the energy to get to Paris one last time? What sort of plane would she take this time? Would the memory of Elian sustain her on this trip? You'll have to read the book to find out, because I'm not telling.”

This is my THIRD five-star review for Lapses. You can read the entire review here: http://www.amazon.com/review/R28Y3M7XO6XLMU/

Here are links to my other reviews: http://www.amazon.com/review/R26J5S2F78GPI1/

and SSLY recommended read: http://wp.me/p38Iym-SA

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Stop Here for the Charming Hero Blog Hop

Welcome to the Charming Hero Blog Hop! Too often our gorgeous heroes get short shrift in the promotional department—we dwell on the heroine’s beauty or her predicament as the driving force in the story. But where would she be without her hero? This hop lets a spotlight shine on our heroes—those wonderful boys without whom there would be no happy ending. Do visit the hop after you've been here for more wonderful heroes: https://www.facebook.com/events/402218429886710/

All of my heroes are charming in their own way, but since I’m giving away a copy of Mai Tais and Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine, we’ll dwell on the sundry attributes of Cameron Mason, hero of my Gulf Coast romance/mystery. To be entered, be sure to leave your email address in your comment. 

This is what the heroine, Tessa Diamond, thought when she first met him:
 He reminded her of a dream she’d had a few weeks earlier, in which a stranger held her in his arms and crooned a love song. Here in the flesh was her stranger. Dark blond hair feathered with gold, the mysterious tawny eyes of a stalking tiger, gently tanned skin drawn taut over the arched cheekbones, a nose…well, the nose could use some work. It tilted at an odd angle, presumably due to a collision with a blunt instrument sometime in the past. Tessa found it endearing.” 

Jason Lewis

Simon Baker
Cameron could hardly be compared to some of the current leading men--soft, metro creatures that they are. With his craggy face and feline coloring he'd more likely be found cruising with the rat pack--or even the brat pack. Jason Lewis or Simon Baker, maybe. 

Not a modern wuss, but not a caveman either. He can be thoughtful and funny, as you'll note in this little exchange:

“Tessa? Are you awake?”
Relief and something warm and fuzzy flooded through her. “Yes, Cameron.”
“I’m bringing coffee up.”
A minute later a tall, cool piece of manhood framed the doorway. He ducked his golden brown head under the lintel and set a tray down beside the bed. A sunbeam rippled through the window, melding with Cameron’s eyes. An image flashed across her mind, of swimming naked in a vernal pool under the canopied rainforest, begging the green-eyed leopard that drank from the verge to come make love to her. A heavy body bouncing on the bed brought her out of the trance. “Stop that! You remind me of my brother.”
“Was he a brat too?” Cameron’s eyes glinted with humor.
"Ah, but he didn't makeup for it the way I do. At least I hope not."

On the other hand, there's an underlying steel that can't be softened even to please his new love:

“God damn it, Cameron, I want to help!” The hot wave of anger traveled from her stomach all the way to her ears. Her small hands went of their own accord to his face and only a last smidgen of reason kept her from boxing his ears.
He stepped back, his eyes flashing aggravation. “Stop it, Tessa. You’re being ridiculous. This is not some sort of amateur hour. I mean what I say. Live with it.”
His words struck her like a bucket of ice water. Ridiculous? This man, who only a few minutes ago gazed at her with real affection, who called her dear one, now considered her ridiculous? Her fiery Scots blood ignited the French passion in an explosion of mortified fury."

So what does Cameron do, and why is Tessa drawn to him?

With his swimmer’s build and tough, clean-cut good looks, it’s no wonder Tessa is surprised when Cameron claims he’d been hired to do public relations for the Mote Marine Laboratory of Sarasota, a world renowned oceanographic facility. He seems more a sheriff or Marine type of guy. Sure enough, as the list of sinister events grows, she suspects he has another agenda, especially when she sees him sneaking around with binoculars.Is he a bad guy or a good guy? Tessa can’t tell, and it drives her crazy. He is clearly keeping a secret.  Plus he sports an odd array of skills, like languages and gambling. She senses he’s more than a PR guy, feels danger when she’s near him but isn’t sure if it emanates from him or if he’ll protect her from it. Either way, it ignites new and powerful feelings in her.

In short: the perfect hero.
His motto? "My other car's a Bentley." Don't ask me why.

Mai Tais and Mayhem is available in both ebook and print. Buy links: