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Here’s my kick-off blog to a new and exciting series over on the Romance Writers Weekly blog site:

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Thursday Threads – Cupid’s Angels

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Cupid’s Angels by the amazing Erin Bevan:

Cupid's Angels

Cupid’s Angels
Contemporary
Sweet
Release Date: June 3, 2015

Blurb:
Ellie Childs isn’t looking for love. She’s looking for an AC technician for the Forest Wood Senior Center. But, when the repairman happens to be tall, dark, and handsome, he has the goods to make her change her mind. Unfortunately, he’s taken by a blonde Barbie.

David White moved to Cupid, Arkansas, to be closer to the woman he loves, his grandma, and away from his ex-fiancée. Believing his broken heart would never work again, he’s proven wrong. Ellie’s shimmering auburn curls and compassionate nature sends his heart thumping. His mind soars with thoughts of giving love another shot. But as luck would have it, she’s taken, and the guy she’s seeing is a real jerk.

When David’s grandmother sees how perfect Ellie would be for her grandson, she gathers the troops. She and her three friends form Cupid’s Angels. Their mission, to bring David and Ellie together. Despite their best efforts, the Angels’ plans backfire, pushing David and Ellie farther apart and into the arms of others. Or, so they think.

Will the Angels’ good intentions win out, or will their plots and schemes undermine what could have been the love of a lifetime for David and Ellie?

 

Excerpt:

She opened her office door ready to face the damages. Expecting another sweat covered Neanderthal in Bib Overalls, her mouth fell slack at the sight of a handsome man at the end of the hall. She gasped and gripped the folder tighter, blinking to make sure she was seeing clearly. The only attractive men that ever walked into the Center had been over the age of fifty. To see one so young, so striking, made her light-headed.

 
A tight white undershirt gripped sculpted bicep muscles and broad shoulders. His jeans hung low on his hips and sported holes in the knees. His suntanned skin accented his bronze hair, and an easy smile spread across his face. He carried a toolbox in his left hand and held a bouquet of roses in his right.

 
Everything about him caused her knees to go weak.

 
“Hey, Grandma.” He kissed Mary’s cheek and placed the roses into her small hands. “These are for you.”

 
“Oh, David. You shouldn’t have. They’re lovely. Come over here. I want you to meet someone.”

 
Before Ellie could get her wits about her, the two walked toward her. She straightened her blouse again and wished she would have taken the time to do something more with her hair, or maybe apply a little lip-gloss. Her ginger curls were a frizzy mess, and her blouse still had the coffee stain right on her breast.

 
“Ellie, I’d like you to meet my grandson, David. David, this is Ellie. She’s the Center’s Executive Director and a dear friend.”

 
“Nice to meet you.” He extended his hand.

 
“You, too.” She slipped her clammy hand in his. Rough calluses scratched her palm and his touch sent a shiver through her.

 
“Gran tells me you’re having trouble with your air. You mind showing me where the unit is?”

 
She saw his lips move, but didn’t understand a word he said.

 
“What?” She asked dumbly.

 
“The AC unit. Is it outside?”

 
“Oh, yeah. The unit.” Ellie wondered if her voice sounded as shaky as her knees were. He flashed her another smile that made her want to grab his hand and go find a utility closet somewhere. His strong build, handsome face, sparkling green eyes, and the fact that he brought his grandma roses had her heart beating like a nineteenth century drummer boy heading into battle. She fanned her face with the folder. Her sweaty palms had caused the thick Manila paper to go limp.

 

Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Cupids-Angels-Erin-Bevan-ebook/dp/B00XQLVPZE/

 

Erin Bevan

Social Media:

www.erinbevan.com
erinbevanwrites@gmail.com
Twitter: @ErinBevan
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/erinbevanwrites?ref=hl

Romance Weekly – It’s not an adventure, it’s just a job.

Love Write Chat

Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all….. About our writing of course! Every week we’ll answer questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride!

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@RWWBlog).

If you’ve wondered in from Jenna Da Sie’s wonderful blog or are starting your tour with me, welcome to a fun day filled with getting down to business. Truth in Lies

 

 
Today’ s challenge comes from Jeanne McDonald – Outside of writing, what is your day job? Give interesting facts about the job, and yes, Homemaker is a viable option (a very important one, I might add). What inspired you to take on this job and would you ever consider giving it to one of your characters?

New job old job.

Over my life I’ve had a wide and varied array of jobs. From my humble beginnings as a grocery store bag boy right through to my current retired status. I’ve been a store clerk, radio announcer, commercial copywriter, owned my own retail store (The Hobby Stop – dismal failure), night school teacher (computer technology), and librarian. I finally ended up in the world of IT as a desktop support specialist. (I have no formal training in the area, but it was at a time almost no one did.)

Yeah, this is me.

Yeah, this is me.

During most of my early adult life I also supplemented my income by playing in various bands. Country, Rock, and yes, I even spent time with a polka band. (Great fun, and lots of beer.)

I finally ended up in the world of IT as a desktop support specialist. (I have no formal training in the area, but it was at a time almost no one did.)

I.T. Concept

 

 

 

 

 

The job I am most proud of though, is homemaker. For five wonderful years, after the birth of my daughter, I was able to stay home and care for her and my son, cooking, cleaning, and …well homemaking.

I couldn’t have been able to do all this without the full support of my wonderful wife, who had a good, stable job.

Of course what inspired me to take on all those jobs was money. I never had a career that drew me for any other reason before I started getting serious about my writing. I worked to support my family and my hobbies. Writing, yeah, that’s my passion. It just took me a long time to figure that out.

So the closest I’ve come to giving one of my characters a job I had, was Jord in Son of Thunder. He moonlighted as a college professor (I taught night school for a technical college). I think when I look for jobs for my characters I look for something different, something I haven’t done (yet), because that’s what I always did while I was working.

 

By the way, Sarah Hegger has two incredible books on sale right now, (Click the covers to get them) and two books coming out in less than a month. (Holy cow!)

Nobody's AngelSweet Bea

 

 

So, what does she do when she’s not writing? (You know, those five or six minutes per week she must have at her pace.) Find out at: http://sarahhegger.com/sarah-hegger/

 

 

Thursday Threads – The Perfect Duke

Today on Thursday Threads we feature Dawn Ireland’s wonderful historical, The Perfect Duke:

THE PERFECT DUKE

Title: The Perfect Duke
Genre: Historical Romance (Late Georgian Era)
Heat Level: Three out of Five

Back Cover Blurb

Known as The Marble Duke amongst the Ton, Garret Weston, the Duke of Kendal sets himself apart from his peers. Nothing will hinder his guilt-driven attempt to become a perfect duke. Nothing that is, save the alluring and imaginative betrothed he’d thought dead. His intended believes-of all things-that she is a Vicar’s daughter. The “perfect” duke needs a “perfect” duchess, but how was he to discern her suitability? Employing her as a governess to his niece seemed like an ideal solution. But whose “suitability” is being tested? His betrothed refuses to see he is beyond redemption. And most grievous of all, she stirs his blood, making him forget what’s important.

Cara believes fairy tales really can come true, until she meets the unrelenting and arrogant Duke of Kendal. He looks like a Prince, but acts like a Beast. Why must he challenge her at every turn? Her greatest peril is her attraction to the vulnerable, seductive man behind the title. A match between them would be impossible. But can she show him, without losing her heart that “perfect” is in the eye of the beholder?

 

Excerpt

“The horse seems to know you.”

 
“He should. There was a time when I practically lived in the stable. Storm was my favorite.”

 
“What happened?”

 
“I became a duke.”

 
“Oh.”

 
He straightened and forced his features into a mask of indifference. “So, Rachel loves horses.” He turned to face Cara. “I can appreciate my niece’s fondness, but I can not allow her to frequent the stable.”

 
“Why not?”

 
“It is not proper for young ladies of her station.”

 
“Garret, she’s a child.”

 
It was the first time she’d used his name, and somehow, Rachel visiting the horses didn’t seem like such a large request. “I will only allow it if she uses the passageway. At least I can keep the knowledge of her visits to a minimum. If you come with her, you will need to use the tunnel as well.”

 
“I can’t.”

 
“Why not?”

 
She blushed and turned away. “I’m afraid.” She said it so quietly, he wasn’t sure he heard her.

 
“Afraid? Of what?”

 
“Dark, enclosed places. Even as a child, I fell asleep with a candle burning.” She faced him and gave a small smile. “Perhaps I’m afraid that a beast will gobble me up in the dark.”

 
“There are no beasts at Belcraven, Miss McClure. I would not allow anyone to hurt you.”

 
“Anyone?”

 
“Never.” He started toward her and stopped. Damn, it would be better if he didn’t get close to her. As he left the stable, her whisper followed him.

 
“Not even you?”

 

The Perfect Duke

ASIN: B00BT0NGOC

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BT0NGOC

 

Dawn Ireland Picture

 

Links:

www.dawn-ireland.com
www.authordawnIreland.wordpress.com
www.smpauthors.wordpress.com
Twitter.com/AuthorDIreland
Facebook.com/DawnIrelandAuthor

 

Romance Weekly – Twitter pitch-a-thon

Love Write Chat

Do you like to read romance novels? Wouldn’t you like to know more about your favorite authors? Well you came to the right place! Join the writers of Romance Weekly as we go behind the scenes of our books and tell all….. About our writing of course! Every week we’ll answer questions and after you’ve enjoyed the blog on this site we’ll direct you to another. So come back often for a thrilling ride!

RWW also has a website with its own blog, a newsletter, and can be found on Facebook, and Twitter (@RWWBlog).

I’m back in the RWW Blog hop, and boy does it feel good.

coverfinalcovercookiecutter copy If you’ve wondered in from Jo Richardson’s wonderful blog or are starting your tour with me, welcome to a fun day filled with some very concise writing.

 
Festive Stocking Filled with Candycanes and Gingerbread Man

 

Today’ s challenge comes from Xio Axelrod who wants us to “Pitch your WIP or latest release to us in 140 characters or less.”

 
Wow, talk about concise. Describe a whole novel in just a few words.
But it is a growing trend from Publishers and their editors. They’re using Twitter more and more to take book pitches, so it’s a good skill set for an author to develop. I’ve never done this before, but I’m up for the challenge.

I’m currently working on the sequel to Son of Thunder entitled Daughter of Darkness.

Sexy couple. Young man with his girlfriend posing togetherHere’s the back cover blurb (still a work in progress):

It wouldn’t be the first time I’d been kicked out of heaven.

 
After a thousand years in exile, the goddess Nott had learned to live without interaction with the other Norse Gods. Hidden away amidst the devastation of a dead heaven, and working to aid the besieged mortals of Midgaard, Nott found peace. The night is her realm, and darkness her best friend. But war finds her. And her grandfather, Loki, wants her at his side, when he conquers Asgaard.

And then there’s Tyr . . .

Visions of the Night Goddess have haunted Tyr’s dreams for a millennium. Unjustly accused, she’d fled Asgaard before he could stop her. Now, circumstances offer him an opportunity to reconnect with the woman who’d walked away from the Golden Realm—the woman who’d eluded him for a thousand years, yet always haunted his dreams. But Nott’s family ties threaten to put the goddess on the other side, in a war that’s blazing across the heavens.

 

Pretty concise I think, but a whopping 917 characters.

Okay, let’s get it down to the raw basics. Here’s my Twitter Pitch:

 
Norse gods at war in the heavens. Can passion bridge the gap between darkness and light? #TwitterPitch
That’s just 102 characters including the hashtag. So tell me, how did I do?

Then go check out Leslie Hachtel’s tweet at: http://lesliehachtelwriter.wordpress.com

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