Let me introduce Vivian Arend!!! She’s one of my CP’s and she has become one of my closest friends too. She’s funny and smart and I just can’t remember what my life was like before she found me. LOL
She’s a real newbie to the writing world but that hasn’t stopped her from getting in there and going after what she wants. Her first book was out earlier this year and her third came out just last week (you can check them out HERE!) but I’m gonna show you her second book because she named the heroine after me. *grin*
Waiting for his life partner has been difficult. Convincing her that she’s a part of an ancient Atlantis coupling is going to be harder. Luckily, Dylan Finbar’s had plenty of time to develop the patience and the persistence to outlast her protests.
Rachel Hart’s as mesmerized by the young visiting history professor as the rest of the student population. Only, she’s the one that makes his heart complete. Anam Seis, Soul Mates. Can she accept that the attraction between them has been centuries in the making and her potential lover wants not only her body but her soul?
This week I’m spotlighting Sherry Ricardo. She’s an editor and I have to say there’s no way I’d want her job. And no it’s not because I can’t spell to save my life or that my grammar is worse than a 1st grader. I know how exhausted I get when I do a line by line crit on one of my CP’s stories. The thought of doing that everyday just makes me cringe. Editors are a tough but fair breed of human that a writer can’t live without. They also help us improve with every little thing they pull us up on. Here’s a look at one of the books Sherry has editored.
The Macgregor’s Daughter By Dee Julian
In 1776 England, American born Anadreya Macgregor is branded a spy by the arrogant Marquis of Canderlay. Despite her pleas of innocence, he refuses to listen and has her imprisoned. Aided by the Scottish father she never knew, Dreya escapes to Dragon’s Breath Castle.
Five years later, the laird is missing and a badly injured Frenchman washes ashore. Dreya is wary of the blind and amnesic man, though something about him is hauntingly familiar. Is he an ally or a ruthless mercenary who stumbled upon her father’s smuggling activities?
The stranger’s vision and memory gradually return and Dreya discovers her fate and the continued existence of her clan might very well be in his hands. As the web of deception binding them together unravels, both are in danger of losing everything. Including their hearts.
Graphic Artist Valerie Tibbs is in the spotlight this week. If you’ve had the pleasure of seeing her work you’ll know there’s no need for a spotlight, her work just sparkles. At the urging of a couple of author friends Valerie kind of fell into the graphic arts business and am I ever so glad she did! Her work graces the covers of over 80 ebooks, numerous websites and blogs, bookmarks, business card, signature banners and more. her talents are endless and I’m more than thrilled to not only hold up some of her work with my name on it but to be able to call her friend. Check out the many ways Valerie can make you shine at her website HERE! Here is a sample of what the lovely Val has made for me, well for Rhian:-
Singapore Fling sold to Noble Romance Publishing! Of course it’s under the pen name Rhian Cahill but it’s still me!! *grin*
I’m over at International Heat blogging about something every woman needs to read.
The Sizzling Summer Heat Contest is going well and the winner of week2 was RAIN! Congrats to her.
This weeks spotlight falls on Rhian Cahill. *giggle* I know, that’s me. Anyway, while wearing my Rhian hat I’m busy chewing my nails off waiting to hear back from the editor about the second book in the Passport To Passion Collection, Singapore Fling. Fingers crossed I hear something soon.
For now here’s the cover, blurb and excerpt of the first in the collection, One Night In Bangkok.
One night in Bangkok is all it takes to turn Beth Martin’s plans upside down. After being betrayed by her fiancé the last thing she needs is another man screwing up her life. But Tom is different. He makes her feel sensations long forgotten, makes her want in ways best left unspoken. Can she live out her wildest fantasies in one decadent night? And when it’s over, can she walk away?
Hand suspended in mid-air, inches from the door, Beth froze. Could she do it? Could she take the next step? A simple thing, knock on the door, wait for him to answer.But there was nothing simple about knocking on this door.
A tap of her knuckles and everything would change.
Her nostrils flared to pull in as much air as she could. She sucked it down deep, filling lungs suddenly void of oxygen. It didn’t help. Didn’t make her any less lightheaded, no less anxious and did nothing to quell the swarm of butterflies performing aerial acrobatics in her stomach.
She had her eyes wide open and she knew what she was getting into. She knew this night was the chance of a lifetime. The chance to indulge her fantasies with a sexy stranger, a chance to become the bold woman she wanted to be.
There would be no morning after to worry about, no lies to tell. Both of them knew tonight was a one shot deal. They would take it for what it was, nothing more than ships passing in the night. No last names, no phone numbers, no facing each other over the breakfast table.
Back in her room, her bags were packed, ready for her early morning flight to the island of Phuket. She never dreamed she’d be handed this perfect opportunity to give the new Beth a chance to stretch her wings.
With nothing to lose and everything to gain, Beth held her breath and knocked on the door. The first two were barely more than taps; she bit her bottom lip and knocked twice more. No chance anyone inside would miss them. The door opened before her hand made it back to her side.
He stood in the doorway in jeans and a t-shirt, casually dressed like he’d told her he would be. She thought he’d looked yummy earlier, dressed in a business suit with his tie pulled loose and the first few buttons of his shirt undone. Now he looked downright delicious and her mouth watered at the thought of peeling those clothes off him.
Tall, dark and handsome didn’t begin to describe this man. His dark, slightly tipped eyes gave away his mixed heritage. He’d told her earlier his mother was Thai and his father American. The combination of the two produced a breathtaking specimen of height, lean muscle, smooth caramel-colored skin and eyes that reminded her of rich espresso coffee.
When Beth brought her gaze to his face she found him watching her. The corner of his mouth curled up and those mesmerizing eyes sparked with interest. He stepped back and motioned with his arm to invite her in. Her earlier anxiety left the second she’d laid eyes on him. She remembered why it had been so easy to accept this invitation.
She wanted him.
Wanted him with a hunger she’d never known before and there was no way she would pass up her chance to tangle the sheets with this man. It didn’t matter if he was five years younger than her. This wasn’t the beginning of a relationship. It was one night to indulge her wildest fantasies with a stranger. Someone she’d never see again.
Their bodies brushed as she entered and pulsing fingers of need burst from the point of contact. Heat swirled in her stomach, creeping lower. She had an almost undeniable urge to clamp her legs together at the sudden burn. A drum beat pounded in her head, drowning out all but the need raging in her blood. The click of the door closing behind her sent shivers of excitement through her core.
This was it.
In a matter of minutes she’d be stripped bare and offering herself to him. She trembled as images of the two of them entwined together flitted through her mind. A knock on the door jolted her out of her erotic thoughts.
“Ah, perfect timing. That’ll be our dinner.” Tom opened the door and stepped aside as a uniformed employee rolled in a trolley.
“Dinner?” She moved out of the way to let the server pass and Tom closed the distance between them, crowding her against the wall.
“Yes, dinner,” he whispered into her ear.
“But I thought—”
“What? That I would strip you naked and take you against this wall the minute you walked in?” His warm, moist breath sent shockwaves of lust down her neck. He bit her earlobe lightly. “Make no mistake, Beth, I will have you. But I’m a civilized man. I invited you to dinner and I will feed you dinner.”
You can see who won week 2 HERE. Oh and check out the hunk drew the name out of the hat!