Hi friends! So I’m out and about and you know how this past ~year+ has been … so I’ve got open spots in the calendar! (Which considering I used to schedule two years in advance only makes sense…) But that’s fantastic, because it means that we have something from Beth Yarnall today! As you see she’s sharing an exclusive excerpt of her newest book that just came out Monday. Yup – A Deep and Dark December is now available! So everyone remember to congratulate Beth on her newest release! Continue reading
Hi friends! So Hanna Martine and I were discussing her blog post, and she sent a description of her new book. The Good Chase just came out this past Tuesday, so we’re still in release week. Whoo! Everyone remember to congratulate Hanna on her newest book! The following explains it all – so I’ll let Hanna tell you. 😀
The email communication went something like this*:
Limecello to me: OMG the heroine in your next book is a whiskey expert? I love whiskey! Especially Balvenie.
Me to Lime: Yes, she is! I And by the way, I’ve actually visited Balvenie Castle in Scotland. Hmmm, I think I have my subject for my guest post on your blog!
*paraphrased, not quoting, haha
100% True Stories of Castles I Visited in Scotland
As you can read in my author bio, I got married in a haunted Scottish castle. In 2001 we eloped to Duns Castle in Duns, Scotland, where the ceremony was performed in the drawing room. The butler and his girlfriend were our witnesses. That night at dinner the owners (whose family had lived in the castle since the 1500s) informed us that the ghost Sebastian inhabited the halls and had tormented their daughter throughout her childhood.
The tower we stayed in was built in 1342. Knowing a ghost was lurking about was a most excellent and romantic thing to think about on your wedding night.
I was enchanted by the remaining details in this castle—the windows and fireplaces and doorways. In the basement there was the old kitchen and storerooms, empty now. I got separated from my husband and as I was walking through the halls alone I felt a distinct chill breeze and the presence of something else. I freaked out and ran to look for him, but acted all cool and calm when I found him in another room.
BALVENIE CASTLE (for you, Lime)
We had attended the Highland Games in Dufftown, the town where Balvenie Castle and The Balvenie Distillery are located. Satiated by beer and whiskey, our ears ringing with the sound of bagpipes, we hopped on over to the ruins of the castle for a quick walk-around. As we pulled up, so did this fancy car. Out stepped the freakin’ Baron of Balvenie, dressed to the nines in his kilt and tartan. We never got a picture. Of course.
My newest release: The Good Chase, a contemporary romance with a modern Scottish flair
Even though Shea Montgomery’s swanky bar and distinguished palate have made her a highly regarded whiskey connoisseur, she’s happiest bringing her favorite spirit to various Highland Games around New England. Her demanding ex made her wary of men obsessed with money and status, and she’s now more comfortable in the country than in the city. Still, when a gorgeous rugby player straight from Wall Street barrels into her whiskey tent, she’s tempted to change her mind…
J.P. Byrne went from poor beginnings to international high roller by using his charisma and wit, and holding fast to his dreams. A strong, independent woman like Shea is exactly what he’s looking for, only he has no idea how to prove he’s more than his three-piece suits—especially when he’s spent years doing just the opposite.
But as Shea and Byrne battle old demons, they discover together that the best remedy for past pain is a good, stiff shot of pleasure in the present…
Hanna Martine has loved stories—particularly the romantic kind—since she was very young. She writes sexy, character-driven romance novels in several different sub-genres—sometimes there’s magic (paranormal); sometimes there isn’t (contemporary). After a decade working in an office, she’s since dedicated herself to writing. She’s traveled to many wonderful places around the world, including the haunted Scottish castle in which she got married. Though she lives outside of Chicago with her family, her heart will always belong to Australia.
Hello my lovelies! We’re slowing time yet rushing along here at the same time! And today we welcome the totally fabulous Carly Phillips! I’m so thrilled to welcome her back to ALBTALBS. Not only is she a superstar author, she’s also one of the nicest people I’ve met at any conference. <3 Her newest book Dare to Love is out now, and y’all know I’m not normally big on blog tours (or you know, at all) – but for Carly, I’m happy to make an exception. 🙂
I meant to crowd source here too, but we know how that has been going, so these are some questions twitter friends wanted to ask Carly. I hope you enjoy!
1) Do you wear pajamas when you write or do you wear “real clothes”? (Georgina really hopes it’s the latter! XD)
Comfortable leggings during the day, and sweats or pajamas on the weekends! Either way it’s comfy clothes all the time. It’s such a luxury being home, I do enjoy not dressing up!
2) What inspires you to come up with your new stories?
It really depends. Sometimes it’s something I’ve read in a magazine or seen on TV. Other times it’s a news clip. Sometimes it’s pure imagination. 🙂
3) Who is your favorite author? [Or authors/stories]
I have SO many auto-buy authors it isn’t funny and I’m such a voracious reader that I always have something new on my iPad mini ready to go. Too many to pick just one!
4) As madly successful and a veteran writer – do you still get nervous with each book release?
OMG YES! I’m a basket case with each and every new book. It never gets easier and it never gets old. I’m just so grateful to be able to do what I do … and I always want to please readers with each and every book.
5) Since your background seems very big city, what do you love about writing small towns?
I love the intimacy of the characters and how wacky I can make the neighbors, LOL. It’s familiar and everyone loves the familiar. I’m not a big city girl, so small town comes naturally. That said I understand the city and can write it too. Dare to Love is set in Miami.
Remember to enter the giveaway! And also, what questions would you have asked? Who knows – maybe the fancy will hit and Carly will stop by. 🙂
Also, have you read Carly Phillips before? Do you enjoy contemporary romances? And of course, we can’t forget the most important part. The book!
New York Times Bestselling Author Carly Phillips turns up the heat in her newest sexy contemporary romance series, and introduces you to the Dare family… siblings shaped by a father’s secrets and betrayal.
Since finding out his father had another family on the side, Ian Dare swore to be the upstanding, responsible man his cheating parent had never been. When it comes to his relatives, he gives his all but in relationships he offers the bare minimum. But one glimpse of sensual Riley Taylor arouses his dominant and protective instincts and Ian is entranced. He will do anything to possess her … and does. But any future with Riley must include him extending an olive branch to the half-brother who is a constant reminder of the pain he’d rather forget.
Independent and always in control, Riley Taylor makes no apologies for choosing men carefully. Relationships have never been a priority and she believes herself hardened to domineering men – until she meets charismatic Ian Dare. He manages to turn a simple kiss into an all out assault on her senses and when he takes control in the bedroom, she’s stunned to discover she likes it. As their affair heats up, they soon realize they complete each other in ways neither imagined. But Riley’s past is closer than she cares to remember, and her struggles with Ian’s dominance might just cost her everything.
You should totally buy a copy today! (If you haven’t already…) 😉
You guys! (I realize I’m almost always excited about this but… it’s exciting shit, okay?!) Today we have the darling Louisa Edwards guesting with us! Totally random because she’s so awesome. She’s even traveling, but has worked us in. And she’s hosting a giveaway. So, even if you have no idea who she is, I think you’re getting a clue of the yay, right?!
Quick intro – Louisa Edwards writes hot contemporary romances, with a culinary element. Her current book is part of the Rising Star Chef series, and it just came out this past Tuesday! Ms. Louisa is also the sweetest thing – so show her some love!
I’m writing this post from a hotel room in San Francisco, looking out a rain-spattered window toward the choppy, gray waters of the bay. For someone who lives in Austin, the damp chill of the fog outside makes me want to curl up under a blanket with a mug of hot chocolate and a steamy read!
In case spring hasn’t exactly sprung where you are, either, I’m going to share an exclusive (and very warming!) snippet from my newest release, Hot Under Pressure. This hot moment takes place right in the waters of San Francisco bay, on a clear, moonlit night when our hero returns to the sheltered cove where he first met the heroine more than a decade ago, and finds her swimming in her underwear. Naturally, he goes in after her. And then he…well. See for yourself!
Skye stood there, trembling in the moonlight, the milky paleness of her naked curves glowing like a beacon against the darkness. The sodden scraps of her underwear concealed nothing, clinging to her lovingly. And her expression…
She was broken wide open, like an egg dropped on the floor.
Ferocious need swept through him—the need to touch her, to erase the memories from her eyes, the sadness from her trembling mouth, to take her, to re-stake his claim on her.
Even if it was for the last time.
Beck didn’t want to think about that. He didn’t want to think about anything.
Framing Skye’s soft cheeks between his palms, Beck brought his mouth down to hers.
It was like taking a deep breath of cool air after hours of working in the galley kitchen of a submarine, with no ventilation and no windows and no way out.
He just inhaled her, taking the freshness and sweetness of her into himself and savoring the sugar-lemon taste of her mouth. Skye opened for him on a gasp, her small hands coming up hesitantly to clutch at his waist, and Beck immediately seized the tactical advantage by thrusting his tongue between her pink lips.
She molded her body to his, the soft ripeness of her flesh a perfect contrast to his hard, tensed muscles. Beck swept his hands down the sides of her neck and over her shoulders, curling around to her back to press her even closer.
The chill of her skin was replaced by a warm flush. He thought he could actually feel the hot blood pumping through her veins, pushed through her by the rapid beating of her heart.
He ate at her mouth hungrily, and she met his attack with a ferocious need of her own. Her hands, no longer hesitant, gripped and pressed firmly. She seemed to be trying to touch as much of him as possible without breaking the kiss. Beck approved, and twisted his torso like a cat, trying to give her more skin to play with.
He needed to get closer to her.
They were still standing in knee-deep water, their feet sucked into the marshy Bay floor, making it difficult to maneuver.
Not that Beck was about to let that stop him.
Bending down, he got one arm behind Skye’s knees and plucked her out of the muck. Primal satisfaction filled him as he pulled her in against his chest.
At some point in the last ten years, though, Skye had forgotten everything he’d taught her about being swept off her feet. She gave a little yelp as the world tilted around her, and flailed hard enough that he almost dropped her before getting a firmer grip on her wet limbs.
“Put me down! You’ll throw your back out, Henry, I’m too heavy for this.”
“Chill,” he told her. “The issue is that you’re all slippery at the moment. Other than that?”
He hitched her up easily, until her mouth was in kissing distance again.
Stealing a quick one off her parted lips, he grinned down at her. “Other than that, you’re perfect.”
She melted faster than butter in a hot sauté pan. He could feel the exact moment when she forgot to be afraid of being dropped or worried about her weight as all the tension left her body.
He’d never understood what she was so worried about, anyway. No woman had ever felt better in his arms.
If that little taste of two hot chefs steaming up San Francisco Bay wasn’t enough for you, there’s a longer excerpt from the beginning of the book on my website here.
Or you can just go ahead and read the whole thing, which includes plenty of chef-on-chef action, an interracial bromance, mouthwatering recipes, a romantic subplot between a young rock star and an older French woman, and the most intensely emotional love story I’ve ever written.
Don’t believe me? Answer this question in the comments below for a chance to win a free signed copy of Hot Under Pressure:
What’s the most unusual place you’ve ever kissed someone? (And I’m not talking about the elbow, here. Give me a sexy/funny/exciting setting!)