Monthly Archives: January 2014

Thursday Threads

It’s time again to meet a fellow Soul Mate Publishing author who shares my love of British History. If you enjoy reading about a time when “to be compromised” could change your life forever, then Jessica’s books are for you.

          Title:COVER Compromising Miss Tisdale

          Author: Jessica Jefferson

          Genre: Historical Romance, Regency

          Heal Level: Sensual

Ambrosia Tisdale is the very picture of propriety and the epitome of what a respectable young lady should be.  Haunted by a memory and compelled by her family, she pursues perfection to a fault.

The Earl of Bristol, Duncan Maddox, has returned to London after years of familial imposed exile.  As the second son, he has led a life filled with frivolity, leisure, and a healthy dose of debauchery.  Now his older brother has died, leaving the family’s flailing legacy in Duncan’s unwilling arms.

At the behest of his uncle, Duncan is advised to do the one thing that could provide instant fortune and respectability—he must marry.  But there is only one prospect who meets the unique requirements to solve all the Earl’s problems—the lovely Miss Ambrosia Tisdale.  But securing the prudent daughter of a Viscount’s hand proves to be more challenging than this scandal-ridden second son of an Earl has bargained for.

With scandal, extortion, treachery, and even love itself threatening to keep him from his goal, will Duncan succeed or find himself compromised by Miss Tisdale?

Excerpt:

She had stumbled upon the library.  A fire in the hearth threw a faint glow over leather lined volumes that filled floor to ceiling book shelves.   Lavishly upholstered plush arm chairs sat upon Aubusson rugs scattered throughout the room.  A settee was positioned across from a giant stone faced fireplace where a shirtless man sat warming his hands.

Shirtless man?

Ambrosia blinked.

Certainly, her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Then the shirtless man turned his head, his eyes meeting hers.

It wasn’t a hallucination-he was real.   She hadn’t been expecting to find a partially dressed man, and he obviously wasn’t expecting to be found.   It was but a moment before the man’s expression began to soften and a wicked smile slowly crept across his lips.

A smile that stole the breath right from out of her.

Every gently bred fiber in her body screamed to turn around and run straight out the door.  Hundreds of years of proper English rearing had produced a base instinct to flee when in the presence of an unknown male (especially one with so little clothing).  But then he stood up, cautiously, the way one does as if not to startle a deer.  Standing, he was clad in nothing but buckskin breeches, the dim light from the flames playing over the sculpted muscles and sinew of his shoulders and chest.

Breeding be damned, her feet simply refused to budge.

Author Bio and Links:

Jessica Jefferson makes her home in northern Indiana, or as she likes to think of it – almost Chicago. Jess is heavily inspired by classic sweeping, historical romance novels, but aims to take those key emotional elements and inject a fresh blend of quick dialogue and comedy.  She invites you to visit her at jessicajefferson.com and read more of her random romance musings.

Fall in love with romance again . . .

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Compromising Miss Tisdale available now on Amazon!  Taming Miss Tisdale coming Spring 2014 from Soul Mate Publishing!

A Paperwhite and Basket Thank You!

Snow Gift basket 007 (1)[1]I’ve always loved to read. I take that back, until I was in 3rd grade I had no idea what “reading” was all about. A teacher finally figured out I needed glasses and had missed phonics. My life would have been very different had not a special reading instructor stepped in and taught me that it’s FUN to read. I am so thankful that she inspired me.

Now I have someone else to thank – YOU! When I first started down the writing path I did it because I wasn’t finding enough of the books that I love to read. I know it’s a cliché, but I really AM a terrible romantic. I love alpha males, worthy heroines, great banter, historical accuracy and a  “sigh” when I reach that “Happily Ever After” ending. I wasn’t finding enough stories, so I thought I’d write my own. (Not nearly as easy as it sounds.)

Through all the classes, conferences, workshops and revisions, I knew my stories needed to be told. Over the last two years, you’ve proved to me that I have a lot of kindred souls out there who are inspired by romance, whimsy and love.

Thank you for making all the long hours in front of my computer a joy. I appreciate the time you take to read my books, and it’s my fondest hope that you’ll look for, or take time to make, “romance” in our world.

As a more tangible show of my appreciation, please go to:                                                                  www.dawn-ireland.com You’ll be able to enter a drawing on a blog hop I’m doing with other writers to thank our loyal readers. You can win a Kindle Paperwhite, the above basket of chocolate, lots of free books and more.

Thursday Threads

I know we all like finding a new favorite author, and with that in mind, each Thursday I’m going to be introducing you to some of the Soul Mate Publishing family. Today we’ll be starting with Steven Mitchell. (Check out my website www.Dawn-Ireland.com, you’ll see we did a “whimsical” interview on my blog section.) He’s a lot of fun and I hope you’ll take time to learn about his work.

Title: Son of Thunder          Genre: Paranormal RomanceSon of Thunder - Steven Mitchell

Heat: Sizzling

The son of the Thunder God, Thor, has a lot to live up to…and no time for love.

Blurb:

The man looked like a god. Then again, he was one. . .

Jord Thorson was a god– the son of Thor, the Norse God of Thunder. In his search to find his missing father, Jord seeks out the mortal, Meghan Larson, who is in possession of his only clue–Megingjörð, Thor’s magical belt of power.

But when the belt decides to take matters into its own hands, locking itself around Meghan’s waist, Jord and Meghan are plunged into the middle of a massive conflict that rages across the heavens.

Giants, magical artifacts, and a golden city in the clouds weren’t exactly what Meghan Larson expected when that amazing belt arrived at her museum. Now Megingjörð is stuck around her waist and talking to her in her head. She’s got to be dreaming, but with the wonders around her and hunky Jord Thorson at her side, Meghan’s not sure she wants to wake up.

Excerpt:

The rainbow ended on a street that appeared to be paved with silver stones. Jord pulled up to the first building, a tall tower of a structure. As he turned off the cycle Meghan jumped from the seat and swatted his shoulder.

“You might have warned me a bit, about what to expect.” Her heart was still racing, but now that her feet appeared to be on solid ground again she felt herself calming down.

“Be honest.” He smiled at her. “Would you have believed me if I’d told you?”

Had anything that had happened to her lately been believable?

“No,” she admitted.

“Jord!” A husky voice called from the doorway of the building. “Welcome home.”

A large man in blue jeans and a black t-shirt with an ornate sword belt strapped around his waist leaned on the doorpost of the tower entrance. He had short blond hair and a very full beard. The sword at his side had to be almost four feet long. He was smiling and waving.

“Heimie.” Jord went to take his outstretched hand. “Any news of my father?”

“None that I’ve heard,” Heimie replied. “Your grandfather has been looking for you though. Maybe he has some news I haven’t heard.”

“There isn’t anything you haven’t heard, Heimie.” He patted the man on the shoulder.

The man then looked a Meghan, raising one of his eyebrows. “And what do we have here?”

Jord turned to her. “Heimie, meet Meghan Larson. Meghan this is Heimdall, guardian of Bifrost, the Rainbow Bridge. He’s kind of like the TSA at airports.”

“Welcome, Meghan Larson,” Heimdall said. “Welcome to Asgaard.”

 Links:

You can purchase Son of Thunder at:  http://www.amazon.com/Son-Thunder-Heavenly-Series-ebook/dp/B00BJ64GPY

Blog: http://scmitchell.wordpress.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSCMitchell

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorSMitchell

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B007D0Z1MW

Romantic Musings

Loves Guardian TRR specsI don’t know about you, but my thoughts bounce all over the place when I first wake up in the morning. As I burrowed my face into the pillow this morning, trying to get back to sleep, I started wondering why I “didn’t” want to be the heroine in the book I just finished.

Part of the reason I read and write romance is that I want the fantasy of becoming the heroine, feeling the longing and ultimate wonder of loving and being loved. But this time, I just didn’t get caught up in the characters.

It’s funny, everything was there on a “logical” level. I could understand why these two people were perfect for each other, the history was accurate, there was adventure and the setting was described in such detail I felt like I’d been there. So why didn’t I connect?

Hook & Emma in Once Upon a Time
Hook & Emma in Once Upon a Time

I think I missed the “longing.” Now, everyone “longs” in their own way. As I prefer alpha males, I long for heroes who have secrets and love is not the first thing on their mind. As the heroine gets to know him, she realizes he’s a danger to who or what she is, but she just can’t seem to stop herself. She wants him. She needs to know what made him as he is, she’s attracted by his looks and the unconscious things he does to fool the world-but not her.

Sometimes the longing is done by the male, as in the Carpathian series by Christine Feehan. In this case, it’s the heroine trying to maintain her identity and desiring to have a “choice.” Either way, it’s the yearning to make that person a part of your life, knowing that if it doesn’t happen, you’ll never stop loving them.imagesIJI5264I

I’m curious, how do you see “longing” demonstrated? What is the best story you’ve ever read that shows the connection between the hero and heroine?

A Whimsical Interview

My first post talked about “whimsy” so I thought I’d give you an example from a previous blog. I had fun writing this “interview.” And, I just love the picture. Doesn’t she have a “Snow Princess” kind of look?481084_10151489434097300_581840499_n[1]

I have my heroine, Lady Caroline (Cara) Pemberton, from “The Perfect Duke” visiting with me today, and she’s brought along some of her Fairy Tale friends. Cara, what question did you chose to answer from the list I gave you?

 “As I’m about to be married, I thought we’d talk about what we look for in Prince Charming.”  With a mischievous grin, and her hands neatly folded in her lap, Cara tilts her head and raises one eyebrow.

“Let me start.”The Little Mermaid settles on a nearby chair, her red curls bouncing along her arms.  “My ideal man has to accept me for who I am-tail and all. Not that I have a tail now, but our backgrounds are very different. He has to desire me in spite of a few minor…okay, maybe not so minor obstacles.” She fingers the pearls at her throat. “Oh, and he has to love the water.”

“Exactly, persistence in the face of obstacles can be very sexy.” With a sigh, Cinderella’s brilliant blue eyes take on a dreamy quality. ““My  Prince will search for the one person who will face life’s challenges with him, and when he finds her-he’ll never let her go.” Wisps of silver-blond hair circle her as she pirouettes around the room. “

“Obviously, I’m the only realist in the group.” Snow White folds her arms and leans against the door frame, her dark hair a stark contrast to the light plaster molding. “Call me shallow, but he has to be very good looking and an exceptional kisser.” At Cinderella’s indrawn breath, Snow turns to her with raised eyebrows. “Now, don’t tell me that doesn’t matter to you. I mean, really, do you want to wake up every morning to a slobbery kiss?”

 “No, of course not. I’ve thought about it. But…”  Cinderella turns to Cara, her honey complexion tinged with red. “Do we need to discuss this?”

A petite brunette steps between Cinderella and Snow. “Let’s just say, physical appearance is important, but it can be deceptive.” Belle pinned Snow with a steady stare, her heart-shaped face serious. “We have to live with these men ‘Ever After.’ Do you really want your Prince to simply look good and know how to kiss? The man I love has more to him than that, and when faced with a choice, he’ll do the right thing.”

Cara stands. “You all have good points, but no man-or woman-is perfect. I don’t expect my duke to pretend the past didn’t happen, think of me first or always do the right thing. But I know he’ll try, and I can’t ask more than that from the man I love.

“Wonderful point Cara. I can see why Garret Weston, the Duke of Kendal is madly in love with you. All the best in your coming nuptials!”

 

A Touch of Whimsy

I thought I’d start out my blog with a discussion of “whimsy.” What is whimsical? Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary defines it as: A fanciful or fantastic device, object, or creation especially in writing or art.

DustbunnyWhat do I consider whimsical? Jayne Ann Krentz’s “Dust Bunnies” come to mind. Who wouldn’t love a fuzzy creature that didn’t say much, was extremely loyal and had a creative bend? (In her blog, Jayne says that if you see their teeth-it’s too late.)

 

Another “angelic” example would be Clarence in “It’s A Wonderful Life.” I can’t help empathizing with his attempt to get his wings, struggle to order a drink or bumble hisway through a plan to make George see the truth of his life.

Clarence

Whimsy generally adds a touch of comedy, and can heighten the drama in other parts of a story. The whimsical characters are often very memorable and help flesh out a tale. Really, where would Star Wars be without R2-D2 or C-3PO?

Timmons is the comedic character in my most recent novel “The Perfect Duke.” So the next time a story makes the corners of your mouth turn up and you want to read, or see, more of a character, look for the whimsy. What do you find whimsical? I’d love to hear from you!