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Greetings, readers! Today I have an interview with Heather Andrews, author of the Bold Melodies contemporary romance series.

Thanks for joining me today, Heather. So, what inspired you to start writing?

Writing has always been what I knew I was meant to do after I got over my initial firefighter phase. I don’t remember it being excitement about telling stories that drove me as much as an obsession with books. Before telling stories, I read everything I could get my hands on.

What themes do you explore in your books?

I’m compelled by characters overcoming emotional adversity. Women with body image issues. Men who feel inferior. People who lash out and get angry instead of being open to feeling their emotions. The emotional drama associated with overcoming internal struggles is compelling.

Where did the inspiration for Shattered Melody come from, and what journey led you to write it?

The inspiration for Shattered Melody came from Amelia, a character so vivid she insisted on being written, pulling me to explore what motivates a woman with her fierce spirit. I kept wondering what would shape her and naturally thought she must have someone from her past who wronged her, since we all have such figures in our lives. Writing her story became a journey of discovering how betrayal fuels resilience, with Amelia’s voice guiding me through how she grows and reconnects with the people she loves..

What are you working on now?

I am now exploring Ellis Clarke’s story. He’s the patriarch of the Clarke Records family. This is a later-in-life, love-after-loss, overcoming illness trope romance. You can see him in Scarred Melody, and my new release, Shattered Melody. I also have a short story, Ocean Melody releasing in the anthology, Rock Out Together set to release Sept 15.

What advice would you give to a new writer?

Though I still consider myself a new writer, the one thing I would tell someone who wants to write a book is write it. Whatever stands between you and putting words to paper, remove it. Because nothing else—marketing, social media, cover models—matters unless there’s a book written. End of. Full stop.

Blurb

Warren, the brooding, near-silent force behind Warpath, will do anything to keep his band—and his foster brother Clay—together, even if it means facing down a predatory record label. Raised in the perils of foster care, Warren’s past has forged him into a man who dominates without speaking, haunted by rejection and a decade-old wound inflicted by the one person he can’t forget: Amelia Clarke. Now, he must beg her for help, baring the soft underbelly he’s hidden since the day he walked away from her.

Amelia, the stilettos-and-steel CEO of Clarke Records, rules her empire with a vixen’s charm and a boss’s bite, chasing her father’s elusive approval. But when Warren barges into her office, the rambunctious girl he abandoned resurfaces, her walls cracking under the weight of old sparks and new desire.

She agrees to help Warpath get free from their contract—if War bares his soul for a documentary. As they tangle in a dance of dominance and submission, from boardrooms to shadowy clubs, their past unravels: foster care scars, a broken heart, and a father’s control that tore them apart ten years ago. Passion ignites, but love? That’s forbidden—by contract and by fear. Can two broken melodies harmonize, or will their shattered pasts silence them forever?

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Excerpt

Amelia, age 12

“Mom?”

“Yeah?”

“What’s my armor?”

“Armor?”

“Like Elsie has music. What’ll protect me?”

The smile on her face was the special one she only gave me, and it made me feel warm inside. She looked at me from head to toe and then nabbed at the high-heeled boots Dad said I was too young to wear, giving them a shake.

“Girl, you’ve got these spiked heels. You don’t need armor when you got weapons on your feet!”

I laughed and held out my leg, modeling the leather boots with four-inch stilettos. My teachers called my parents about them multiple times already, finally giving up when they realized I’d wear them no matter what.

“Hell yeah!”

“Just promise me one thing, Ames?” Her voice got quiet, her eyes locked on me. “No matter how old you get, how stylish your shoes are, no matter how much you rule the world, as we both know you will.” We chuckled again. “Make sure you keep this open,” she said, tapping on my chest. “Let people in—Elsie, Dad, maybe someday a boy who’s a little more than arm candy?” She winked at me, and I groaned, my cheeks burning.

“Oh, em, gee, Mom! Don’t even with me right now.” I slumped back and tried to look angry, but I couldn’t. The thought of walking around with a man on my arm like they were nothing more than a dog on a leash had me cracking up.

The song on the radio changed to something we liked, so Mom turned it up, drumming on the steering wheel. “I may not even right now, but just you wait. You’ll find someone who sings in tune with your heart. And when you do, don’t be afraid to harmonize, even if it’s scary. Love is like a good song—feels good and totally worth singing.”

She started singing to the radio, sounding better than any pop singer on the charts. I joined in, belting out to the chorus, blending my voice with hers in a way unique only to us. When our voices mixed, I felt whole. I doubted I’d ever find a boy who harmonized with my soul more than my mother did. Even my father faded by comparison.

The door to the building opened, and Elsie came shuffling out, her dark hair falling out of its braid, her violin case swinging by her side. Mom waved and then looked back at me.

“Everyone’s got their own melody, honeybee. Yours is gonna shake the world. Mark my words.” She squeezed my hand, her fingers calloused from years of plucking guitar strings. “You can do anything, Amelia. After all, you are a Clarke.”

I nodded, feeling my chest swell with something big. It could be pride. Or love?

“I will, Mom. I promise. I’ll make you proud. After all, I am a Clarke.”

About the Author

Heather E. Andrews grew up in the Pacific Northwest but eventually left the sandy beaches of Camano Island for the majestic Adirondack mountains on the East Coast. After years of pursuing an academic career, she set aside her calculator to follow her passion for storytelling. Now, she spends her days crafting tales of heroes and heroines overcoming struggles and finding love.

Captivated by romance novels ever since discovering Julie Garwood’s The Prize as a teen, Heather draws inspiration from everything from science fiction to rock stars. When she’s not writing, she enjoys time with her loving husband, mischievous pugs, and sweet, but needy, guinea pigs. Readers can connect with her at h.e.andrewsauthor [at] gmail [dot] com or visit her website at www.heather-e-andrews.com.

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