RELEASE DAY: Falling for Phoenix

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It’s here! It’s here! It’s here! I’m SO excited for today. I love every book I write and I connect with all the characters, but this time–all by his own self– the character Rhys took me for a ride. I thrilled writing for him everyday and despite not always getting the chance to write on a daily basis due to a full time nanny job, Rhys was always on my mind, telling me his story.

From the moment I started Falling for Shock, I knew I wanted Oliver Hannel to have a handful of brothers. I didn’t know it at the very beginning that each would have their own book, but the more these characters took shape I knew they needed their own story as well. Oliver was fun, Edward is the caring one–the protector, and Rhys is my charmer. So when I began plotting for Falling for Phoenix I knew I didn’t want to do another white noise, alpha male, rich playboy guy… in fact, I despise those stereotypical characters. In actuality I’ve always wanted to tear those types down to the bare bones and really get to the meat of the person. So I did. I created Rhys.

Rhys is a hot-shot, almost douchebag stockbroker who has a very bad day at work, right in the beginning. The only people who truly care for him are his family members, and even then they spend most of the time rolling their eyes at him for his snarky comments and constant innuendos. They know he’s more than the persona he shows to the public, but Rhys never lets his soft side show. It takes a true implosion to break him and make him want to change for the better. Unfortunately that comes at the price of losing everything including his health.

Mae, on the other hand, is already broken. She comes from a dysfunctional family and has seen a world of trouble in her short twenty-two years. Leaving China, for her birth country of America, she recreates herself as Gracen Phoenix, a metaphoric name representing the mythical Phoenix reborn from the ashes and flames that tore him bird

Both Rhys and Gracen –on their own– build theirselves back up to a newer, brighter version of themselves, and then find this commonality of rebirth that brings along more than a simple friendship.

The cool thing that I did get to keep of Rhys’ past personality is his charm – he just uses his roguishness for good rather than juicy, meaningless exploits.



I hope  all my readers will love this book as much as I do and as much as I loved writing it. Please enjoy! Read – Leave a review – Tell others. You are the reason I can keep writing more and more wonderful stories.


EXCLUSIVE: Throwback Thursday-Alternate Scene from the Blue Lute

As a Throwback Thursday treat, I thought I’d let you read an alternative version to a scene in The Blue Lute. In the beginning, Blue Lute was about 800 pages long–No kidding. It was long and complex, and I went through the daunting task of editing that thing to pieces. But some of my favorite scenes were excluded, because in order to edit something that big, plot lines had to be change. This scene is one of them. Its set after Brandon and Lilly’s first romantic night together, before Brandon was going to return to 1928. Enjoy!

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The next morning Lilly stretched, waking to the sound of a soft guitar playing. Sitting up, she found Brandon on the window seat wearing only pajama pants, strumming his guitar in the glowing sunlight. She cleared her throat catching his attention. Brandon turned away from the strings, beaming. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” she replied and climbed off the bed. The flannel shirt Brandon wore the day before was lying on the ground. She slid, rolling up the sleeves and crossed over to him. Brandon moved the instrument aside so she could sit between his legs, then brought the guitar back around in front of them both. Lilly giggled as he kissed her neck and continued playing.

His fingers moved up the fingerboard, pinching the strings with one hand while strumming the lower strings at the same time. She was fascinated by the movement, realizing she could never be that coordinated and have it sound half as good as he did.

Smiling at her interest, Brandon handed her the neck. “Here, you try?”

Lilly protested. “No, no, no, I can’t play.”

“I’ll teach you,” he said and held her hand, forming it to the wood and metallic strings. Aligning her fingers on the correct strings, he then took hold of her other hand and strummed it across the lower strings playing a chord. He did the same for the next few chords. It almost sounded like a song. “See, you can do it.”

“I guess I can,” she leaned over her shoulder. “It must be the teacher.”

Brandon pressed her lips to hers. “Mmm must be.”

When he started playing again, Lilly quieted, listening to Brandon hum and softly sing. She closed her eyes, letting the music fill her. The rumble of his voice in his chest against her back vibrated between them, soothing her soul like a kind of massage. No sooner did she lean her weight into him did Brandon stop singing. His lips touched the side of her neck, trailing kisses from her collarbone up to that sensitive spot just beneath her ear. Her body tingled from head to toe as he whispered in her ear.

“Mmm,” she sighed. Lilly barely knew her own name let alone heard what he said as he started gliding his lips back down to her shoulder again.

“Did you hear what I said?” he asked between heady breaths.

Lilly shook her head; her eyes closed in bliss feeling his breath on her skin.

“I said I’m not going back.”

She heard him that time. Her eyes flew open. “What?”

Brandon set the guitar down. Lilly faced him, hoping for an explanation. “I can’t go now. I can’t leave you.”

“You can’t do that because of me.”

He gathered her hands. “Lilly I’ve lost a love before. I know how it feels. I don’t want to feel that way about you. And I don’t want to fall in love again with anyone else. I’m done.” He cupped her cheek. “I want to stay here and grow old with you.”

She knew she should convince him to go, but nothing could make her form those words. She was just as lonely as he was and needed him as much as he needed her. Never again could she give her heart to anyone else after he left. She wouldn’t be able to handle it. Lilly leaned into his hand. “Are you sure?”

Taking a deep breath, he drew her in for a kiss. “Yes.”

“Oh Brandon. I love you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and Brandon fumbled with buttons on her shirt. “I love you too, Lilly. Forever.

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SPOTLIGHT: Love’s Encore by Kathleen Ann Gallagher

Welcome to the Spotlight today ~ Kathleen Ann Gallagher



Desire wins the lead role.

Sadie Layne, a creative and motivated high school drama teacher, is grateful for second chances. After surviving breast cancer, she embarks on a celebratory trip to LA with her two best friends. Sadie never expected to run into the handsome and charming Vince De Carlo in the hotel lobby. She hasn’t seen Vince much since they worked together in a theater company years ago. Their meeting interrupts her plans and reminds her of the life she left behind.

Vince, a struggling actor and cover model, is in LA to promote a television pilot. His old attraction to Sadie is stronger than ever. He never forgot her, even though a trusted friendship and a scripted kiss was all they’d shared.

The reunited pair give in to temptation, but reality soon collides with lust as strong doubts about their blossoming romance get in the way. Sadie dreads facing her defeat as an actress, and Vince doesn’t think a struggling actor like himself is capable of providing the accomplished teacher with what she deserves.

Will the couple find a way to keep their sizzling romance alive and build a future together? Or will their uncertainty win the lead role and smother the flames?



How on earth was she supposed to explain spending the night out to her friends? Her heart told her to stay with Vince. It wasn’t as if they’d just met. Some of the students in the workshop had told her he’d had the hots for her, nevertheless, she’d insisted it was platonic. It took honesty on her part to admit she’d had a strong physical attraction to him. All these years her fairy-tale romance was right in front of her eyes, and she had looked past it to put her acting career first. Her whole world had revolved around the theater. How could she have lied to herself for so long? If she’d known her path would divert into a different direction, she might have done things differently. At the time, her goals had come before any form of romance. No more. Not this time. She was going for it. Full speed ahead, girl. So long regrets.

“You have no idea how much I want you, and I always have. You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. There is no other woman who can compare to you, Sadie.”

He trailed his tongue along her cheek and nibbled at her neck. Chills ran rampant through her body. Each gentle touch of his strong fingers along the inside of her thigh getting higher and higher. Sadie’s arousal escalated, and she wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off. He made his way back up to her mouth, and she parted her lips to welcome his tongue. His passionate kiss intensified her longing to have all of him.

“I want you too,” she whispered softly.



MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_LovesEncoreKathleen writes contemporary and paranormal romance in her home in New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and their two fur babies, Luc and Chaz. She spent years working as a registered nurse in an emergency room. Kathleen discovered her passion for reading and writing in the fourth grade. She has three children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat and sipping on an iced tea as she plots her next romance novel.


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SPOTLIGHT: Diamond in the Rough by Lori Robinett

In the Spotlight today, brought to you by Goddess Fish Promotions, please help me welcome Lori L. Robinett and her newest Contemporary Romance, Western novel Diamond in the Rough.





Ranch hand Aidan Brackston has built a new life at the Diamond J, and he keeps women at arm’s length to protect his secret . . . until he walks into the local scrapbook store on an errand for his boss. When he accidentally knocks Gina on her ass, she respond with a slap . . . and the fireworks begin.

Single mom, Gina Montgomery has her hands full running a business, and taking care of her little boy. The last thing she needs is a man in her life, but when a tall, dark, and sexy cowboy strides into her store, she’s reminded that she’s still a young woman with hopes and desires.

Just as passion ignites between Aidan and Gina, her little boy is kidnapped by rustlers. Will the two of them be able to save her little boy . . . even if that means exposing Aidan’s secret?



Gina pressed against the Plexiglas window of the store room again, just as the door swung towards her. The door smacked her face with a sharp POP and she fell backwards, landing on her backside with a thump.

Light silhouetted the dark figure in the doorway, radiating around him like a halo. He bent towards her, hand extended, and the halo turned into a cowboy hat. Ah, there was that good looking cowboy she was just thinking about . . .

She reached up and took his offered hand, and he pulled her up so she stood mere inches from him. She’d been right about his height. She looked straight ahead at his broad chest. His muscles filled out his plaid flannel shirt. Dark hairs curled over the shirt where his top two buttons were undone. Her eyes wandered up the curve of his neck, over the strong line of his jaw, and settled on his lips. They were parted slightly, welcoming, inviting. She looked at those amazing blue eyes . . . which were not focused on her eyes.

There was a sharp pop as she slapped his face


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I really enjoyed the throwback writing style and feel to this novel. The retro names and omniscient point of view isn’t something we see much of these days. Both made this a unique read and I one I would probably pick up for an awesome beach read. If you like westerns,cowboys, and suspense,you will definitely like this book.


MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_DiamondInTheRoughLori is the author of four books, and serves as a mentor for aspiring writers. She is a creative soul trapped in a paralegal’s body. Several years ago, she discovered (and won) National Novel Writing Month and rediscovered the joy of escaping into a world of her own creation.

She lives in rural Missouri with her husband. One very spoiled Miniature Schnauzer and Miniature Beagle allow Lori and her husband to live in their house, and the outside is patrolled by BK (short for Barn Kitty) and Patches (a sweet tom cat stray that missed his calling as a lap cat).

Her novels cover everything from romance to thrillers, but mystery is the thread that binds them all together. Her favorite authors are Tawna Fenske, Tierney James, Colleen Donnelly, Allison Merritt, Lisa Medley, Lea Waite, Susan Mallery, Hugh Howey, HP Mallory and, well, the list goes on and on.





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Perfect Little Princess

Once upon a time, in a town far, far away, a beautiful baby girl was born. Blonde haired and blue eyed, she was the prettiest of princesses. She dressed in pink from head to toe, dreamed of being a mythical fairy, and was loved by everyone who met her. A sister was brought to her when she was small, and when her mother went to work, the two princesses were brought to be tended by another family – a family of more girls, sisters, and together they all grew as close as cousins in one family.


Like any other little girl who’d grown into a woman, the first princess longed for love, a career, a family beyond the one she grew up with. But this poor dear met tragedy; she found a substance that cured the stress of her job, that brought her out of a funk where she found herself just after college. A destructive powder made her believe things that were true, like she was fine or she didn’t need friends, family, love, or God. It told her all she needed was it. 

 Her family tried to help her, but the substance pulled harder. It kept her captive, yearning for more and more until finally the princess realized it had a tight hold on her. She needed to break free, but couldn’t. The lies it told her,  you need more of me and I will make you feel better, beat her down to a fraction of what she once was. The princess fought and fought, her family cried, her friends wanted the real princess back, not the one so controlled by the powder.


Finally, the princess broke through with a scream and fought the demon, banishing it back from the depths in which it came from. She was once again whole, and strong. A prince who’d fought the same battle, met her one day years later. They married and gave their lives to God above, but something was missing. A little something. A child in their lives. The prince and princess prayed and beckoned for a child. They watched as others were blessed with children and yet one never came to them.


Then at last a tickle of life bloomed inside the princess. A tiny life grasping hold of her mother. A baby girl that would one day know the strength of the princess and what she’d overcame to become this new princess’ mother. How blessed this new princess will be, with the love of a mother and father who were almost cast out of their realms by a horrifying beast. She will rise and be a princess warrior like her mother, because she will see the strength from the very beginning. And like her mother, too, will be a perfect little princess.

Welcome to the world precious Kenlea!



Hopeless Romantic

Some people give me *that* look when I say I write romance, like, “oh you write romances,” as if it’s something degrading or silly or even perverted. They assume my stories will have some long haired dude with his shirt undone to his navel and a fair maiden in a corset and heaving bosoms waiting to be ravished. Or even worse, a Christian Grey wannabe with ropes and handcuffs. The opposers think my books are just for lonely women who have nothing better to do with their lives than to read some sort of porn. Yeah, it’s not. And mine never will be.

I love what I do. I love writing love stories. Everyone deserves love. Love gives us hope. It lets us know that there is someone out there, even if we don’t have it right here in the present. Heck, even if we do have someone in our lives, perhaps he or she isn’t the most affectionate. Perhaps they should be. Romances can give the reader the voice to say, “Hey, treat me like so&so, I deserve it.”

Personally, that’s what I like to instill in my novels…a sense of hope. Hope that there is someone out there for the reader. I focus on that aspect more than anything. All of my stories, be it my historical fictions or my contemporary romances have couples in them that are brought together by an unknown force, go through struggles, and finally find a way back to each other like the way the real world works. Sure, the real world isn’t as quick and clean as a book, but that’s where fictional liberties come into play. No one would want to read a book where the people end up going on their separate paths…heck, I know I wouldn’t.

So after all that is said, people can sneer at my work all they want. I love writing my romantic stories. I love giving readers hope. And I especially love bringing two distance couples back together. That’s my favorite… hearing from reader and having them say, “Look, my husband and I haven’t gotten together in weeks and after reading your book, uhh yeah, that drought has ended.” On my side of the comment I’m screaming, YES!

I’m the modern day cupid, shooting arrows with my words and linking souls eternal.heart