Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Book Hooks: The Gazillionaire and the Virgin -- #EroticRomance #Tropes #MFRWHooks

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Sometimes I’m inspired by the desire to be contrary, to break the rules, or at least twist them beyond recognition. That was the genesis of my BDSM erotic romance The Gazillionaire and the Virgin. I was so very tired of the billionaire Dom / innocent virgin trope made popular by Fifty Shades of Grey that I decided to turn all the stereotypes on their heads.

In my novel, the heroine is the one with the big bucks, while the hero is the poor virgin. Furthermore, far from being dazzled by Rachel’s wealth, Theo views her affluence with deep suspicion. Although they’re strongly attracted to one another, they are by no means a natural couple. The novel chronicles their rocky road to their HEA.

Here’s the blurb, and then a short snippet to hook you. This bit is PG. If you want a more lengthy, X-rated excerpt, see my post from lastSunday. As it happens, I’m giving away a copy of the book to one person who comments on the Sunday post.

Oh, and do go visit the other authors who are participating in today's blog hop. You'll find their links at the end of this post. 


Trust can’t be bought—it has to be earned.

When Silicon Valley entrepreneur Rachel Zelinsky meets reclusive genius Theo Moore, she finds him strangely compelling. Theo is both arrogant and socially awkward, but he has an aura of power that speaks to Rachel’s carefully-hidden submissive side. Disturbed and aroused, she tries to focus on her original objective—a deal to incorporate his Artificial Intelligence software into her company’s popular virtual world. Rachel’s not a woman who lets pleasure interfere with business, but for some reason, she can’t resist Theo’s geeky appeal.

Theo Moore can’t be bought. His past battles with poverty make him deeply suspicious of the billionaire CEO. Still, with her voluptuous curves and brilliant mind, Rachel embodies his ultimate sexual fantasy. Too bad his knowledge about sex derives from extensive research and a stash of kinky porn rather than real-world experience.

That doesn’t bother Rachel, however. In his bed—in his arms—in his bonds—she discovers the bliss of total surrender. Rachel may be Theo’s first lover, but Theo is Rachel’s first true Master—and the first man to truly touch her heart. It seems that love may harmonize their differing goals and values, until Rachel’s unwitting violation of Theo’s trust threatens to tear them apart forever.

The Hook

He’s dressed as if for a funeral, in a black suit, white shirt and dark necktie. The style’s a decade old and the fit leaves much to be desired. The jacket is baggy and the pants are tight. Not that I really mind the latter—I enjoy the sight of his thigh muscles flexing under the stretched fabric as he descends—but I know from last time how great he looks in clothes made to order. I make a mental note to have my tailor whip up a couple of new suits for him. Theo won’t like it, but I think I can convince him that he needs to present a more polished image as CEO of Code in the Hood.

Max opens the rear door of the limo. Theo flinches away.

Hi, Theo!” I lean out to wave. “Nice to see you!”

He scowls at me. “You’re twelve minutes late. I thought you’d changed your mind.”

Sorry! It’s a rather a long way from Santa Cruz, a bit hard to predict the travel time. I probably should have called. Traffic on 101 was even worse than usual…” I’m babbling, his presence making me giddy. “Anyway, why would I change my mind?”

He doesn’t answer, just stands there shuffling from one foot to the other as Max waits patiently.

Get in, Theo. Please. We’re headed up to the city. We’ve got a reservation. We need to get started.”

He shoots Max a dubious look. “I’m not sure I want to go. I thought… I thought it would just be the two of us.”

Don’t mind Max. He’s just the driver. I thought it would better to be chauffeured, so that we could concentrate on talking.”

Talking? Is that what you have in mind?” I still hear irritation in his voice, but he does climb into the limo to settle down next to me.

Ah, well—among other things.” For some reason I’m blushing. I gesture to Max in the front seat. A smoked glass privacy pane slides up to block his view of us. “Is that better? Now you can forget he’s even there.”

Hmm.” Fumbling in his jacket pocket, he fishes out a scrap of paper, which he thrusts in my direction. “Here. The CIH account number you wanted.”

Excellent! I’ll set up the transfer first thing Monday…” Our fingers touch as I take the note. That minimalist brush of skin on skin sends heat roaring through me. I suck in my breath. My nipples pebble under my jacket. Thank God he can’t see them. I think I’d dissolve in embarrassment.

Theo spears me with a curious gaze. “Is something wrong, Rachel?”

No, no. I’m fine.” I tuck the paper into my purse, then force myself to meet his eyes. “I’m very glad to see you, Theo.”

His stiff posture softens a bit. “Me too.” He sweeps his gaze over my form. “You look – well – just beautiful.” Before I know what’s happening, he reaches out to engulf my small hand in his much larger one. He gives me a squeeze. “I’ve missed you,” he says, almost inaudible.

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Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Review Tuesday: Goldin Shana The Capture #EroticRomance #Billionaires #ReviewTuesday

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Golden Shana: The Capture by A P Von K’ory
Amazon KDP, 2017
Bad boy billionaire Roman Castell is growing up. The real question is whether he’ll mature quickly enough to avoid losing his heart’s desire.

Golden Shana: The Capture is the sequel to Golden Shana: The Chase, which I reviewed last year. The novel continues the story of how dominant, arrogant, irresistible Roman Castell, used to having any woman he wants on his own terms (and to discarding her, when he gets bored), is thunderstruck at first sight of the remarkable Svadishana Lindqvuist, the “golden Shana” of the title. Shana is exquisite, exotic, cultured, brilliant, self-assured, as unrelenting as Roman when it comes to business; she’s also deeply damaged by an early sexual experience that has eroded her ability to trust any man. Still, she feels an overwhelming attraction to Roman. Though she has avoided men for more than a decade, satisfying her sexual needs with her close female friend Alyssa Lenz, Shana dreams of a love that will complete her, the way her parents complete one another. Some intuition tells her that Roman might be the person she has been waiting for.

The Capture follows the rocky development of Roman’s and Shana’s relationship. Gradually, with a patience and sensitivity he’s never exhibited with any other woman, Roman leads and comforts Shana, encouraging her to open her heart and body to him. When she finally does allow him to make love to her, that only strengthens their bond. The sex scenes in this novel are scaldingly hot, with an emotional authenticity that really grabbed me. Shana and Roman are so thoroughly compatible, physically, that it’s a bit scary. Indeed, in the midst of their ecstatic connection, they’re (rightly) a bit frightened themselves.

As the story unwinds, both external forces and their own insecurities threaten their unique love. To avoid revealing too much of the plot, I won’t go into details, but as a reader I had the sense that, as fulfilling as it is for both of them, their relationship hangs by a thread.

The first volume of this series really pulled me in. I devoured the second. The characters are rich, complex, and realistically flawed. At first glance Roman might seem the classic alpha hero, but his desperate need for Shana reveals the cracks in his polished facade. He’s terrified he’ll lose her; when she appears to choose Alyssa over him, he’s so shattered he runs halfway around the world to escape from his own despair. This sort of intense feeling is totally new to him. He needs to grow and change in order to keep Shana—indeed, to be worthy of her.

Near the end of The Capture, however, he reverts to his earlier self, making a choice that is bound to end badly. I wanted to shake him, to yell at him as one does in a horror film, “No! No, don’t go in there! Don’t do that!” I found that I really cared what happened to him and to Shana. I was appalled that he could be so stupid.

Alas, the book ends without any sort of resolution. After two hundred and fifty pages, I really wanted a happily ever after. However, there’s clearly a lot left to Roman’s and Shana’s story, which continues in a third volume, Golden Shana: The Untouchable. There’s a sneak peek at the end of this book, but as far as I can tell, The Untouchable has not yet been released.

I really hope the third book will come out soon. I need to know what happens next.

Monday, March 19, 2018

She never wanted a mate -- #Paranormal #EroticRomance #Immortal @ValerieUllmer

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Jade never wanted a mate. She loved being an assassin and she had a family in her fellow assassins, their mates, and little Silas. She truly had everything she needed. But when Ghost assigned her to track the same immortals who tried to kill Xander’s family, she couldn’t refuse. 

But the complication arises when Ghost requests she partner with Noah, a human and ex-special forces soldier. Jade has never worked with a human before, much less one that hated her from the moment he laid eyes on her. But she was a professional and if she could play a part in destroying the immortals who threatened her family, she could accept the human. If only she knew how to fight her attraction to him.

All Noah Hale wanted was to kill the immortals who lured his best friend and fellow ex-Navy SEAL to his death. He had no desire to be teamed with a beautiful tracker who mesmerized him the moment she turned her emerald eyes his way. But in order to stop other soldiers from pursuing the same fate, he needed to swallow his pride and work with a group of immortals he didn’t trust.

As Jade and Noah track the group of shifters through the mountains of Colorado, the danger lurking around every corner threatens everything they both hold close. Will they be able to find a way through, together?

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Jade caught a scent of a human as she entered the fourteen-story building in downtown Snowfall. It wasn’t any human scent, but something that made all of her instincts flare. She knew that she’d never caught this particular scent before, but something told her that this human might be important to her. She tried to brush it off as quickly as the thought came, but she couldn’t find it coincidental she smelled it in the same steel building owned by Ghost and house the headquarters of Dark Company.

As she dismissed the fleeting thought of searching for the scent, her heart thumped once, hard, in her chest at the thought of not finding its owner. She forced herself to walk toward the elevator bank, ignoring the unwanted perusals she received from the men in the lobby. Even in an unassuming hoodie and black yoga pants, she drew unwanted attention. A side-effect of being an immortal.

The elevator opened as soon as she pressed the up-button and she kept her gaze down as she walked into the elevator. She entered the code to get to Ghost’s private floor, her movements too quick to be caught by the human eye, before she squeezed into the corner. Jade used her other senses as three men in suits and two women entered the enclosed space with her. There was no need to glance at the glass interior that covered the back wall to see what she looked like.

She sensed eyes on her. Instead of searching out the gaze, she whipped her long, straight dyed black hair into a bun on the back of her head with quick movements before sneaking her hands into the front pockets of her hoodie.

Jade waited patiently as the car traveled toward the penthouse, her ultimate destination, but she couldn’t help but try and find the intriguing scent from earlier.

After my meeting.

All she knew was he hadn’t used the particular elevator she was in and higher the lift took her in the building, the more his scent dissipated.

In her entire existence, or what she remembered of it, she’d never been attracted to…anyone. She’d never felt the pull to find someone either. But lately, she’d felt increasingly restless whenever she had any downtime and her skin tingled in a way that had nothing to do with signaling immediate danger. It was as though her body tried to convey something she didn’t understand.

Her thoughts were interrupted when a man who had gotten into the elevator with her on the first floor stepped into her personal space.

Hey, beautiful?”

Jade rolled her eyes and raised her head to glare at the man. Of course, he wouldn’t take the hint that she wanted to be left alone. To emphasize the point, she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, moving away from his intrusion.

The man decided to take this as an invitation and moved to wrap his arm around her waist. The move gave her a clear shot to his ribs and she took it, gently moving her elbow back and making contact. She flinched when she heard a distinctive crack, realizing she hadn’t been careful enough. Before she could apologize, the elevator door opened and he ran off without looking back, holding onto his side.

She sighed.

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Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary M/F and M/M erotic romances. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character-driven romances.

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Sunday, March 18, 2018

Charity Sunday: Humanitarian Open Street Map -- #CharitySunday #donation #giveaway

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Welcome to another Charity Sunday here at Beyond Romance. Today I’m highlighting an organization I suspect that few of my readers have heard of: the Humanitarian Open Street Map Team (“HOT”). 

What is HOT? Well, first I need to explain Open Street Map (OSM). OSM is a collaborative project to create a free editable map of the world. The OSM data base holds information about billions of locations, provided by millions of volunteer users. Under continuous development for almost 15 years, OSM can be used to create maps, to do navigation, to help decision making, and for many other tasks where geographic information is required. Think Google maps, but without the Evil Empire behind it! 

HOT is a separate but related project that leverages the information in OSM and the facilities it provides for data entry, editing, display and analysis in order to help communities around the world who need up-to-date maps. When relief organizations are responding to disasters or political crises, accurate and current maps are a critical resource. The Humanitarian OpenStreetMap Team creates and provides those maps.

Recent HOT projects include responses to Hurricanes Irma and Maria, which battered the Caribbean in the fall of 2017, the devastating earthquake in Mexico last September, and recent catastrophic flooding in Bangladesh and Nepal. HOT also supports community projects that need reliable maps and geographic information. Visit their web site for a fascinating introduction to this organization’s unusual mission and activities.

I’m a bit of a mapping geek myself; I’d love to have the time to volunteer for a HOT project. In the meantime, I will donate one dollar to HOT for each comment I receive on this post.

To sweeten the deal, I have a long, juicy, undeniably hot excerpt for you, from my BDSM erotic romance The Gazillionaire and the Virgin. Furthermore, I’ll give a copy of this popular novel to one randomly selected commenter. So be sure to include your email in you comment!

It sounds melodramatic to say I swoon in his arms, but it’s not far from the truth. I relax into his embrace, buoyed by his strength, dizzy with arousal. He kisses me thoroughly, thoughtfully, as though he’s memorizing my flavor. Meanwhile, he slips one hand under my jacket to palm my breast, thumbing my rigid, needy nipple as though he’d known about my nakedness all along.

Perhaps he did. He also knows exactly what to do with it, how to play with me until I’m drenched, trembling, moaning into his mouth.

I’m breathless when he finally releases me, with my pulse pounding in my ears and my clit throbbing in time.

You’re not wearing a bra.” He grins as he states the obvious. “What about panties?”

I suck air into my lungs and rake my fingers through my tangles, as though that might bring some order to my thoughts. When I start to pull my jacket closed, he stops me with a glance. Do I really think I can hide from him? “That’s none of your business.”

Oh really? I disagree.” He sniffs. Mingling with the scents of brass polish and seasoned leather is the tidal fragrance of my wetness. “I’m willing to bet the price of this fancy ride that your pussy’s bare under your skirt.”

Don’t be rash, Theo. Luxury Limos Limited charges six hundred dollars per hour…”

Prove me wrong, then. Spread your legs, Rachel.”

Don’t be silly…”

Rachel. Are you really going to disobey me?” There’s that tone of authority again, out of nowhere, challenging me.

Why am I resisting? Why in the world did I go commando unless I wanted Theo to see?

Still, it’s hard for me to comply. I’m so used to being the one in charge.

A fresh gust of pussy-scent fills the car interior when I part my legs. He rests a cool palm on my stocking-clad knee. I freeze as he walks his fingers up the inside of my thigh, up to the sensitive skin above the elastic of my hold-ups. Meanwhile, he holds me with that intense, knowing gaze. I can’t bear the sense of transparency but I can’t look away, either. Theo won’t allow it.

His thumb grazes my pubic hair. It’s the tiniest of touches but still enough to trigger a cascade of sparks in my cunt. I tense, waiting, hoping for more. He withdraws instead, a half-smile gracing his expressive mouth.

I knew it,” he murmurs. “You’re a total slut.”

Heat flashes through me at his crudeness. Anger? Shame? Excitement? Maybe all three. All I know is that my cheeks are blazing, my weeping pussy is staining the seats, and I want his fingers back between my legs.

Still, I pretend I can handle it. “That’s hardly the way to talk to the woman who’s taking you out to dinner at the most exclusive restaurant in San Francisco. Who helped to raise more than a million bucks for your charity.”

Do you measure everything in dollars and cents, Rachel?” He shuffles his bulk away from me, to the opposite end of the seat, where he stares out the window at the rush hour traffic. Clearly the question is rhetorical. He’s not waiting for an answer—he’s ignoring me, erasing me from his existence. I’ve seen him do this before.

Look, Theo…” I reach for his arm; he twitches away. “I’m sorry. It’s just that – well – what you said was so rude…”

I meant it as a compliment.” The self-confident dominant is gone. He speaks in the sullen tone of a petulant teenager. “But I should have kept my stupid mouth shut. I should have known you were way out of my league.”

It’s not that.” I have to tread gently here. “I – um – well, that isn’t the sort of statement one would make in polite conversation, you know.”

Polite? I wouldn’t call what we did the other night ‘polite’. I thought we’d moved beyond ‘polite’ to something a bit more real.”

He still won’t look at me.

I apologize for acting superior, Theo. I guess I was embarrassed.”

Embarrassed that you wanted a socially inept misfit like me?”

No, no, that’s not it!”

Don’t lie, Rachel. I know you wanted me.”

That’s not what I meant. I did want you. I – I still do. It’s just that you make me feel a bit – I don’t know – out of control.”

He turns back to me, arches an eyebrow, pins me with that X-ray gaze again. I squirm on the seat. My sex is heavy with need.

I don’t usually go out without underwear, Theo. I didn’t want you to think that I do.”

Have you ever, before?”

A fresh, hot wave washes through me, shame and arousal almost indistinguishable. “Um —to be honest—no.”

But you did tonight. For me.”

I nod, feeling miserable, exposed, and hornier than I’ve ever been.

He takes both my hands in his. “Thank you. Seriously, I’m grateful. That’s all I was really trying to say, Rachel.”

His obvious delight sweeps away my discomfort. Then his mouth is on mine once more, his tongue probing, his hands molding my silk-covered ass. He leans into me, his weight pushing me back until I’m prone on the seat. Before I can react, he’s stretched out on top of me, grinding the hard lump in his ill-fitting trousers into my crotch.

Oh god! Fireworks explode in my pussy, sending sparks flaring to my extremities. He’s still kissing me, with that single-minded ferocity of his that leaves me weak and trembling. I throw my arms around his neck, pulling him close. He’s heavy, massive, wonderfully strong. I love the way his chest rubs over my swollen nipples as he rocks back and forth, driving us both into a frenzy. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth in time with his jerking pelvis. I teeter on the edge of climax. The tension I read in his muscles suggests he’s close, too.

The car slows, swings right, then left. We must have left the freeway. We should stop, before it’s too late. The thought flits through my mind then winks out of existence, overwhelmed by the rising tide of sensation. Theo breaks the kiss to shift his weight. He thrusts a hand under my skirt, driving his fingers straight into my cunt.

It’s clumsy, almost violent. It’s just what I need. The fortress crumbles – the dam bursts – the ache that’s been building in my pelvis crests and blossoms into ecstasy.

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Saturday, March 17, 2018

Seven Places to Revisit -- #SaturdaySeven #Travel #Giveaway

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Travel has always been one of my passions, and I’ve been fortunate enough to have seen a lot of the world. Of course, like many people, I still have a bucket list of destinations I haven’t yet visited—a list far longer than seven items!

At the same time, certain places call me back. In some cases, I didn’t get enough time to fully experience the location. In other cases, I’m so deeply in love with the place that, even though I’ve been there many times, I want to return.

You might not be surprised to learn that quite a few of these places have found their way into my stories. I guess what’s surprising is that I haven’t used all of them for settings. At least not yet!

1. Prague

Prague is the atmospheric, history-steeped capitol of the Czech Republic. With its massive castle overlooking the Voltava River, cobbled town squares and centuries-old bridges, magnificent cathedrals and narrow alleys, the city whisks you back in time. Meanwhile, it’s also a mecca for art, both traditional and avant garde, and music, especially classical. I only visited for a few days, decades ago, but during that period I went to two concerts (Vivaldi and Monteverdi) plus saw a performance of Mozart’s “Cosi Fan Tutte”, in the same elaborately decorated opera house where it was performed more than two hundred years ago.

The city left an indelible impression on my imagination. My first published short story (“Glass House”) is set there, as is my paranormal tale “Prey”. Somehow I’ve never made it back. But I will.

2. Marrakesh

My very first overseas travel experience included a week-long bus tour of Morocco, as part of a longer trip to Spain. This was right after I graduated from university. Alas, the exoticism of the country was a bit wasted on me. Not that I didn’t appreciate the sights and the culture, but I found everything on that trip amazing and new.

In Marrakesh, my traveling companion and I explored the markets in the old souks and went to a night club featuring a belly dancing floor show. I remember the thrill of using my high school French to communicate with another customer sitting next to me. I really was in a foreign country!

Morocco hasn’t yet shown up in any of my books. I need to go back and refresh my memories.

3. Railay Beach, Krabi, Thailand

Railay is a peninsula on the western Andaman Sea coast of Thailand. Cut off from the mainland by craggy hills, Railay feels like an island. It is accessible only by boat.

I’ve seen many astoundingly beautiful places in my life. Railay has to be one of the most exquisite. The deep turquoise ocean nestles in the embrace of soaring limestone capes. Verdant palms shade the white sand. With only a dozen or so resorts and guesthouses, the peninsula is rarely crowded, though its precipitous cliffs make it one of the top rock climbing destinations in Southeast Asia.

I’ve visited Railay twice, once just for the day, once for a weekend. Since then I’ve recommended it to everyone who wants to see the best beach in Thailand. I know I’ll go back before too long.

4. Gloucester, Massachusetts

Although I now live in Asia, I spent much of my life in lovely, blustery New England. The old fishing port of Gloucester, on Cape Ann north of Boston, is one of my favorite New England destinations. For years my husband and I had a tradition of spending our mid-June wedding anniversary there, in a motel with an ocean view. Hence I strongly associate Gloucester with romance.

The geography of the city is delightfully complex, with several harbors and beaches that have very different atmospheres. Two hundred years ago, Gloucester Harbor sheltered the clipper ships returning from the Far East, full of treasures. Museums in the town bring that history to life. Gloucester also offers amazing seafood, as well as art galleries, book stores, and the chance to go whale watching.

If you’d like to get a sense for the place, pick up a copy of my lesbian paranormal romance, The Witches of Gloucester. Any reader will immediately grasp how much I love the place.

5. Bruges, Belgium

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My husband and I spent one magic night in Bruges, a city frozen in time. Starting from the 12th century, Bruges was an important commercial center for all of Europe. Canals crisscross the historic central city, lined with warehouses and the homes of wealthy merchants. Wonderfully preserved medieval buildings surround the market square, where traders used to set up their stalls.

At night, the ancient buildings are illuminated, giving the whole place a fairy tale atmosphere. I remember the sight left me breathless. We left on an early morning train, without much time for exploring. I’ve wanted to return ever since.

6. San Francisco

I’ve never lived in San Francisco, but I’ve probably set more of my tales there than anywhere else, including my BDSM romance Her Secret Ingredient and my dystopic MM sci fi novel Quarantine. Many important events in my personal life unfolded in the City by the Bay. I can’t think of the place without a sense of excitement.

The gaily-painted Victorian houses—the artsy cafes of Noe Valley—the sweeping grandeur of the Golden Gate Bridge—the view from Twin Peaks—San Francisco would be a gorgeous place even without the emotional overtones. I haven’t been there for more than five years, but the place lives in my memory. I know I will go back.
7. Shanghai

I just returned from my first visit to Shanghai. I loved it. As is often the case when I travel on business, my time there was limited to a mere two days. I used that time mostly to walk around, exploring the crowded residential warrens that somehow have survived urban renewal; admiring the art deco department stores and villas, relics from the period when the city was the gateway for Europeans to encounter the Middle Kingdom; marveling at the gleaming skyscrapers that dominate modern Shanghai.

I didn’t have the time to visit any of the museums, or wander through the French Concession quarter, or take a lightning fast elevator to the observation deck on the tallest building in Asia.

Next time.

Meanwhile I’m wondering whether I have enough of a sense of the city, from this short but intense visit, to set the next book of my Asian Adventures series there.

And speaking of Asian Adventures, you could win your choice of books one through four from this series. Just leave me a comment, with your email, telling me about one place like to revisit.

Friday, March 16, 2018

A Visit to Solace Lake -- #SmallTownRomance #Mystery #Giveaway @JanaRichards

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Series Blurb

Love is worth the risk…

When their grandfather dies, the Lindquist sisters, Harper, Scarlet and Maggie, inherit the northern Minnesota fishing lodge that had been in their family for three generations. The inheritance is bittersweet. They were raised at the lodge by their grandparents. The natural beauty of the place hasn’t changed, but the building itself is crumbling and desperately in need of repair. The lodge also reminds them of what they lost. Twenty-two years previously, their parents died there in what was ruled a murder/suicide.

As the sisters struggle to breathe new life into the failing lodge, old fears and questions rise to the surface even as new love presents itself. Why did their father murder their mother? What truths did their grandparents keep from them? The sisters must fight to keep the wounds of the past from putting their futures, and their fledgling relationships, in jeopardy.

Blurb for Lies and Solace

She can’t live with one more lie. He can’t tell the truth.

Harper Lindquist is convinced she’s found the answer to her financial prayers.
Unless she pours cash into crumbling Solace Lake Lodge, she’ll lose her family’s legacy. Her would-be savior arrives in the middle of a Minnesota blizzard and she’s determined to prove to her reluctant, and trapped, financier the lodge is a sound investment. But Harper isn’t completely honest with him. And she has no idea the lake is hiding secrets of its own.

Ethan James is a liar, but his money is very real. He isn’t convinced a broken-down inn is a smart investment opportunity. But the more he understands Harper’s dreams and desires, the more he wants to be the man to make them come true. The trauma in both their pasts means neither can fully trust the other. They must find the courage to love, to trust, and to accept, or yesterday’s sorrows will keep them apart.


As she stared into his dark eyes she realized how much she trusted him, and relied on him. That was something rare for her. The only people she trusted as much were her sisters.

I’m in love with him.

The thought blasted through her brain with the force of a tsunami. The tension of the last few weeks, the insecurity, the mistrust, the fear, slipped easily from her shoulders. For the first time, her mind was clear. She was in love with Ethan and she didn’t want to wait anymore. She wanted him. She wanted him to be her first, her last.

Finding courage she didn’t know she possessed, Harper slid off the stool and walked around the island. She plucked the wine glass from his hand and set it on the counter, then placed his hand on her breast. “Make love with me, Ethan.”

A fire lit in his eyes, telling her he wanted her, too. But there was a question there, a hesitation. “Are you sure?”

She’d never been more sure of anything in her life. “Yes.”


Shhh. Let’s not talk anymore.” She placed one finger over his lips, then stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

Ethan’s reaction was lightning swift. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her close, his mouth descending on hers in a wild, warm kiss. Their tongues tangled, slid over each other. She’d missed his touch, his taste. She moaned, and in the sound she heard thirty-two years of longing.

For this. For him.

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Truth and Solace

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About Jana Richards

When Jana Richards read her first romance novel, she immediately knew two things: she had to commit the stories running through her head to paper, and they had to end with a happily ever after. She also knew she’d found what she was meant to do. Since then she’s never met a romance genre she didn’t like. She writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and historical romance set in World War Two, in lengths ranging from short story to full length novel. Just for fun, she throws in generous helpings of humor, and the occasional dash of the paranormal. Her paranormal romantic suspense Seeing Things was a 2008 EPPIE finalist.

In her life away from writing, Jana is an accountant/admin assistant, a mother to two grown daughters, and a wife to her husband Warren. She enjoys golf, yoga, movies, concerts, travel and reading, not necessarily in that order. She and her husband live in Winnipeg, Canada with their Pug/Terrier cross Lou and several unnamed goldfish. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at

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