Friday, December 12, 2014

Once Upon a Wedding by Kelly Rae

Once Upon a Wedding (One Day at a Wedding – Book One)

Genre: Contemporary Romance – Novella
Release Date: December 12, 2014 
Length: 67 Pages 

Cassie Anderson, bridesmaid extraordinaire, is tired of attending her friend’s weddings either solo, or with her best friend, Thad. Finding a real date is simply too much work. Especially when she sees an old acquaintance from high school, Dan, at her friend Shelley’s wedding.

After the spark shared between them, Dan has become the object of her affection. Too bad he has a nasty habit of having a date on his arm at every turn. Stealing another woman’s date is against the rules, but if she could just catch him alone…well, that would be fair game!

Unfortunately, timing is everything, and she and Dan seem to have the worst. Always the bridesmaid, walking away with nothing more than a dreadful dress, Cassie is committed to changing her luck and getting her man!

The Book Excerpt

“Cassie. Cassie, did you see who’s here?” Shelley tugged at her skirt, trying to get her attention directed toward the back of the church.

“What’s the matter with you?” she asked Shelley and then turned to face the back of the church. “Ohh, now I see what you mean.”

“And yet, you ignored me,” Thad said from the other side.

She just blew him off with a wave. He would get over it in two seconds or less anyway.

There he stood, looking as dapper as a GQ cover. His suit was a very nice shade of blue, with a white shirt and what appeared to be a pinstripe tie. By the time Shelley had gotten her attention, he had already selected a pew and scooted by people for a seat. The most important thing Cassie noticed was his lack of a date.

Who doesn’t take their fiancée to a wedding?

This could be a good sign. Of course, she would have to do some more investigating before she determined whether he had a single status at this point, or remained affianced. It then dawned on her that she, herself, had brought a date to the wedding. She took her eyes off Dan long enough to glance over at Thad, currently very busy staring at the legs of the woman next to him.

Boy, can I pick ‘em. Even my pretend boyfriends are losers.

“Thad, do you think you could be a little more discrete about your appreciation for our neighbor there?” she asked through gritted teeth, trying to keep her disdain to a low roar.

“Oh, shit, I’m sorry Cassie. But did you see her calves? I swear, it’s just a professional thing,” he said this with the gigolo grin, his specialty, one that hardly ever worked on Cassie. Hardly ever.

“If this is where you tell me how you’re a critic and you were just admiring her legs in a professional manner, don’t bother,” Cassie uttered in her most stern, yet quiet, voice. “You critique the arts, Thad, her legs are not performing.”

“I could argue that point, but seeing how your face is scrunching up at me, I won’t. You’re right, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

Thad did his best to appear remorseful and even went so far as to kiss her forehead and squeeze her hand. She did not squeeze back.

To Cassie’s way of thinking, the fact that he had been holding her hand the whole time, including while checking out the lady’s legs next to them, made it a little worse. What could she say, though, considering she had been waiting and hoping for the appearance of another man?

She turned her head and caught Dan glancing in her direction. His mouth immediately curved up into a smile and he waved in Cassie’s direction. Cassie returned the smile and raised her left hand to reciprocate the wave, realizing she’d brought Thad’s hand along with her. Making it obvious that she had brought a date to the wedding, she immediately dropped Thad’s hand. Too late. She knew Dan had seen already.

Damn it!

About Kelly Rae
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Kelly Rae is mom to an amazing young man. Everything else is just a way to keep busy between laughs with her son, or a way to pay for his sports equipment and growing feet. When she was twelve years old, she hit the big leagues by winning a Young Authors Award (okay, okay, it was only within her school district. Shh.) Although she has been unable to duplicate this success in her adult writing, she is giving it her best shot. Kelly, her son, and their chocolate lab, live in the Pacific Northwest where they enjoy the sun when it shines and the snow when it falls. When they aren’t dancing in the rain or singing at the top of their lungs in the car, they are planning their dream vacations…which they might even get to take some day.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Witches, Goblins And Flying Monkeys, Oh My!

Hey Y'All - From October 27th to October 31st, I'll be participating in Nancy Gideon's Haunted Open House Giveaway Blog Hop as part of Nancy's 4th Annual Haunted Open House! Stop by Nancy's Haunted House to read Halloween posts by some awesome authors, wander into the spooky Game Room or sample some of the spooktacular Halloween drinks, appetizers and desserts. And don't forget to check out Nancy's Tricks-or-Treats!

I admit I’m not a fan of scary stuff and totally avoid horror movies, so I guess you could call me a ‘fraidy cat, but that’s the way I roll. Always was, always will be. But I seriously believe in ghosts and spirits. Angels, too, but they don’t scare me.

The first time my very young children saw The Wizard of Oz on TV (a long time ago) and were frightened by the flying monkeys, I totally understood. I never liked those critters either. And I knew they weren’t real. Still, they were scary and so was the Witch.

I’m not quite sure what brought on this aversion to horror. As a child, I read all the fairy tales – you know, where the wicked witch tried to put Hansel and Gretel in her oven. Yikes! That’s horror, right? And when Snow White’s wicked step-mother ordered the huntsman to cut out her heart. Yeah, those kind. But I always knew Prince Charming would come, so I wasn’t afraid. Well, maybe just a little.

Movies were a whole different matter. I could never bring myself to watch movies like Frankenstein or Dracula, either. And that Hitchcock movie, The Birds freaked me out just watching the trailer. Reading about vampires keeps me awake at night. But I did get hooked on Nancy Gideon’s fantastic By Moonlight series and the deliciously dangerous shapeshifter hero, Max. And now I’m writing cozy mysteries that involve murder and mayhem even though they are humorous. Go figure. Maybe I’m growing up.

So this year I’m trying to be brave when the goblins and witches come to the door for Trick or Treat. I’ve got the treats ready for them.

If your name is drawn on this Halloween Hop, my treat for you is a $10 gift card to either B&N or Amazon – winner’s choice.

Please don’t trick me. I’m such a ‘fraidy cat.

Let's go see what everyone else is giving out!

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Remembered by Moonlight by Nancy Gideon (+Giveaway)

Because the road to . . . 

Clever, cool and preternaturally lethal, Max Savoie is leader of a secretive shape-shifter clan, heir to a mobster’s legacy, and the love of New Orleans’ top cop . . . but he can’t remember any of them. The only way to recover his past, and his rightful place in the arms of the woman who risked all to save him, is to surrender to a mysterious visitor who could use him as a weapon against all he’d loved.

Happily-Ever-After . . . 

After rescuing her mate from his ruthless captors in the North, hard-hitting Detective Charlotte Caissie is now painfully vulnerable—a stranger in his eyes . . . and in his bed. The key to his memories is locked in a tortuous past. To reclaim the strength of their passionate bond, Max must learn to trust her enough to face that darkness at her side before the threat it hides exposes the secret Cee Cee carries.

Is never smooth. 

When an investigation into grisly deaths in an underground Shifter fight club points to more than just dangerous clan rivalries, Cee Cee enlists Max’s help to find a traitor in their midst while there’s still time to turn a deadly invading tide. But the cost of saving their treasured future may mean sacrificing his past. Especially when the enemy they pursue . . . might be Max, himself.

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 13, 2014
Length: 324 Pages

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Bonds of Affection by Rohn Federbush

Genre: Contemporary Inspirational Romance
Release Date: June 30, 2014
Length: 232 Pages

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Tied together as hostages in a bank robbery, an ex-race-car driver, Gina Branson, shares the shock of the bank guard, Thomas Woods, as he witnesses the murder of his twin brother.

Once freed, the roller coaster of Tom’s grief and rage alienates them on issues of retribution and clemency. Bound to each other from their first flicker of interest, the couple weathers both the bank-robbery trial and the death of Gina’s ailing mother to a final testing of their faith, trust and affection.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

SUPPORT: What’s Your Definition?

Support (n.) encouragement, help, boost, assistance, backing, sustenance

All of the above definitions describe perfectly what I receive from my support group i.e. my critique partners in writing. We started out sixteen years ago with one published writer and three unpublished. Over the years we increased in number and now are an ensemble of eight with six published, one in the process of submitting and one professional cover artist/writer. At a recent writer’s meeting, six of us presented a panel discussion on how we draw support from each other in spite of writing in different genres.

Friday, September 12, 2014

I Don’t Like To Say Good-Bye

The way I see it, I’d much rather be warm than cold any day. Sadly, the time has come all too soon to say good-bye to the short sweet days of our West Michigan summer and prepare for the long winter days ahead. Can you tell I’m not a native of the North? Nope, I hail from the Texas Hill Country but I’ve lived up here longer than I lived in Texas, so I’m not quite sure what that makes me. Tex-Mich, maybe? I love both states in totally different ways, but I’ve never been able to “love” long, snowy Michigan winters. However, the vivid colors of a Pure Michigan Fall season are a magnificent sight to see, rivaled only by the breathtaking fields of Texas bluebonnets in the spring. What’s a writer to do?