Author of romance, romantic suspense, mystery and historical romance novels as well as articles and short stories.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Free RS novel
The first novel in my Lacey Summers PI series is now free at ARe. https:// www.allromanceebooks.com/ product-yesterday039sshadow-975 753-152.html
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Jo Beverley's Regency Rogues books are all in e-book at
last. The first, An Arranged Marriage, is half price for Kindle for a short
time.
http://amzn.to/147vpyS
There's a free sample here.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Sneak Peek Sunday-Eccentric Lady by Edna Curry
Eccentric Lady blurb:
A Lacey Summers P.I. Novel
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AN9ZPOE
“You do know
Agnes Simms?” Her voice was a bit skeptical. Oh, oh. Was she going to change
her mind about coming here?
As I added water
and grounds to the coffeemaker, I wracked my memory for that name. Landers only
has a thousand people, so I know most of them. But some work in the cities and
only use our little burg as a bedroom town, doing all their shopping and
business elsewhere. So those I’ve had little opportunity to meet. “I think I’ve
heard the name, but can’t recall meeting her right now. Could you tell me a bit
about her? And what your problem is?”
Patti stood at
my office window staring out over Long Lake while I stood at the side table
making coffee. She was a perfectly groomed, slim woman with long blonde hair.
She wore a navy blue business suit with matching high heels and carried a
matching leather purse. Her lips and fingertips were bright red. But she wore a
worried look on her face instead of a smile.
“My problem is
that you have a stupid sheriff!” she burst out, bitterness dripping from her
voice.
My head jerked
up and I stared at her. She ambled over to the chair by my desk and sat. I
thought of Ben, the tall, gangly, middle-aged man who was our county sheriff.
He’d also been my late Uncle Henry’s card playing buddy and thus was almost a
part of my family. On weekends when I’d visited my uncle during college, I’d
fixed that bunch of men more sandwiches and cookies than I could count.
Upset now, I counted to ten to control my temper
and said carefully, “I’ve heard Ben called a lot of things, but stupid is a
first. Why do you say that?” 
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
New Deborah Smith book out
A new Deborah Smith! THE BISCUIT WITCH (long novella and
first in a trilogy). Amazon's $1.99 Deal of the Day today! http://tinyurl.com/lc3nwto
Saturday, June 29, 2013
http://sneak-peek-sunday.blogspot.com/
She stood beside him, her perfume drifting into his breathing space. He couldn't avoid noticing her nearness. Awareness prickled along his skin, raising goose-bumps on his arms. He felt her watching him and lifted his eyes to meet hers. He read regret and raw need there, matching his own. Slowly he rose to his feet and stepped closer to her, holding her gaze with his own.
When she didn't move away, he put his arms around her and molded her body to his. For a moment she stiffened, then softened and allowed her body to fit into the planes of his. They fit together exactly right, as they always had. It felt like coming home.
Tipping his head, he kissed her, first in soft, testing nibbles, then hungrily. His pulse sped up and his heart thudded. He felt as though he'd been starving and now tasted his first food in weeks. She answered his kisses with as much need as his. For a long minute, he enjoyed the taste and feel of her, indulged the fantasies that had been driving him crazy since he first knew she was back. At last he lifted his head and looked down into her hazel eyes.
She stared back at him, looking dazed and wondering. "God, Tami, I missed you!" he said, his voice coming out in a croak. "Why did we ever separate?"
"I don't know," she answered, sounding desperate and frustrated. "I don't know."
He stroked a finger lightly along one blonde brow, smoothing back the silky hairs. "The old magic is still there, isn't it?" "Yes," she said through kiss swollen lips, her voice trembling. "But then, I never did have the sense God gave a goose." Panic surged in his gut as he felt her stiffen in his arms. "What is that supposed to mean?" She pulled away. "It means, this is going nowhere, Cal."
She stood beside him, her perfume drifting into his breathing space. He couldn't avoid noticing her nearness. Awareness prickled along his skin, raising goose-bumps on his arms. He felt her watching him and lifted his eyes to meet hers. He read regret and raw need there, matching his own. Slowly he rose to his feet and stepped closer to her, holding her gaze with his own.
When she didn't move away, he put his arms around her and molded her body to his. For a moment she stiffened, then softened and allowed her body to fit into the planes of his. They fit together exactly right, as they always had. It felt like coming home.
Tipping his head, he kissed her, first in soft, testing nibbles, then hungrily. His pulse sped up and his heart thudded. He felt as though he'd been starving and now tasted his first food in weeks. She answered his kisses with as much need as his. For a long minute, he enjoyed the taste and feel of her, indulged the fantasies that had been driving him crazy since he first knew she was back. At last he lifted his head and looked down into her hazel eyes.
She stared back at him, looking dazed and wondering. "God, Tami, I missed you!" he said, his voice coming out in a croak. "Why did we ever separate?"
"I don't know," she answered, sounding desperate and frustrated. "I don't know."
He stroked a finger lightly along one blonde brow, smoothing back the silky hairs. "The old magic is still there, isn't it?" "Yes," she said through kiss swollen lips, her voice trembling. "But then, I never did have the sense God gave a goose." Panic surged in his gut as he felt her stiffen in his arms. "What is that supposed to mean?" She pulled away. "It means, this is going nowhere, Cal."
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Just worked on weeding a flowerbed. They come out easily after all the rain we've had.
Resting in front of the TV, I saw for the umpteenth time, the annoying AARP ad about their car insurance.
You know the one that asks how long you've had your car insurance?
Then says you can save money by updating it.
"That makes sense, the lady says. Old rates..."
Oh, yeah? When have you ever had your new bill come and it's LOWER? LOL.
The new rates are always higher than last year.
So, AARP, your stupid ad has it backwards. Or you're lying. Which is it?
Sigh.,
Enough griping for the day.
Back to work on my new cozy mystery...
Resting in front of the TV, I saw for the umpteenth time, the annoying AARP ad about their car insurance.
You know the one that asks how long you've had your car insurance?
Then says you can save money by updating it.
"That makes sense, the lady says. Old rates..."
Oh, yeah? When have you ever had your new bill come and it's LOWER? LOL.
The new rates are always higher than last year.
So, AARP, your stupid ad has it backwards. Or you're lying. Which is it?
Sigh.,
Enough griping for the day.
Back to work on my new cozy mystery...
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