Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Family Dynamics and Romantic Suspense

With: Mae Clair

I’m delighted to be on Just Romantic Suspense and share my latest release, ECLIPSE LAKE.

I’ve always enjoyed writing books that play heavily on character relationships. That’s particularly true when it comes to family dynamics. In all the books I’ve written you’ll find a strong emphasis on a particular family tie, severed by conflict, eventually restored.  I like putting my characters through the wringer, tearing them apart, then paving the way for reconciliation.

Two items that blend well with that storyline are romance and mystery. In my latest, release, ECLIPSE LAKE, I introduce my readers to two brothers, Jonah and Dane, who have been estranged for fifteen years, living on separate coasts. That’s suited both of them fine until the younger brother, Dane, attempts to fulfill a vow made to his late wife. For the sake of his adopted son, he decides it’s time to make peace with Jonah. 

But returning to his hometown—a sleepy community tucked on the banks of a resort lake—places him dead center in an unsolved missing person’s case.

Ellie Sullivan, a photojournalist on assignment in Eclipse Lake, finds herself falling for Dane despite the secrets he harbors. Why does he avoid talking about his past and what he does for a living? How is he involved in the disappearance of a local girl who went missing fifteen years before? Why does his brother treat him so coldly, and the town sheriff react with hostility at the mere sight of him?

At its heart, ECLIPSE LAKE is a mystery/suspense and a romance, but it’s also a book about healing and forgiveness. About family ties, overcoming obstacles, and believing in the better good.  I’m delighted to share it today.


Small towns hold the darkest secrets.

Fifteen years after leaving his criminal past and estranged brother behind, widower Dane Carlisle returns to his hometown on the banks of sleepy Eclipse Lake. Now, a successful businessman, he has kept his troubled past a secret from most everyone, including his seventeen-year-old son.

But memories in small towns are bitter and long.

Ellie Sullivan, a nature photographer for a national magazine, has a habit of ping-ponging across the map. Her latest assignment leads her to Eclipse Lake where she becomes caught up in the enmity between Dane, his brother Jonah, and a vengeful town sheriff. When freshly-discovered skeletal remains are linked to an unsolved murder and Dane’s past, Ellie is left questioning her growing attraction for a man who harbors long-buried secrets.

Excerpt for ECLIPSE LAKE

Ellie stopped walking and turned to face him. “Why are you here?”

Dane picked up a flat stone. With a flick of his wrist he sent it skimming across the lake. It danced effortlessly across the surface as if he’d done the same thing a thousand times before. “You know that skeleton they found?”

She nodded.

“I’ve got more skeletons than a graveyard. I can’t pick up and go to another place…to the next photo shoot.” He turned to face her. “Half of my life is here and half’s on the west coast. I have to make them fit together.”

The revelation reminded her of the family she’d left behind in Idaho, reawakening a familiar tug of homesickness. In an effort to find more comfortable ground, she changed topics. “You told me you’re from San Diego. I did a photo op there four years ago. What do you do for a living?”

“I get by.” He took her hand and started walking again.

She sent a speculative glance in his direction, recognizing evasiveness when she heard it. He was wearing a Rolex, and though dressed casually, clearly had expensive taste. Yet he’d booked an ordinary cabin rather than one of the exclusive chalets higher up the mountain.

She liked the feel of his fingers around hers, warm and firm. The contact sent a pleasant tingle up her arm. What the hell was wrong with her, getting caught up in his touch as if it were magic? As if she’d waited her whole life for that sensation. He had skeletons in his past, a brother who couldn’t stand the sight of him and a sheriff who wanted to run him out of town. Eccentric, or just plain trouble?

About Mae Clair:
Mae Clair opened a Pandora’s Box of characters when she was a child and never looked back.  Her father, an artist who tinkered with writing, encouraged her to create make-believe worlds by spinning tales of far-off places on summer nights beneath the stars.
Mae loves creating character-driven fiction in settings that vary from contemporary to mythical. Wherever her pen takes her, she flavors her stories with mystery and romance. Married to her high school sweetheart, she lives in Pennsylvania and is passionate about cryptozoology, old photographs, a good Maine lobster tail and cats.
Discover more about Mae on her website and blog at

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Tuesday, March 3, 2015

On Deadly Ground

Congratulations to "Bn100", the winner in Susan's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

When the characters and the plot for my new release On Deadly Ground came to me, I knew I had to go to Mexico’s Yucatan peninsula and experience the jungle and Maya ruins up close. Yes, it’s Maya for the people but Mayan for their language, but only archeologists make the distinction—and me. My husband and I spent a week in the Yucatan, soaking up the sun and ancient history.

The book is my tribute to a favorite movie, Romancing the Stone, but in reverse. Max and Kate spend days trekking through the jungle of my fictional Central American country, facing many dangers—bad guys, wild animals, earthquake tremors—and the hazards of a dangerously inappropriate romance.

I needed an unrestored site for Max and Kate’s destination. And I found one in the ancient city of Coba, a largely unexcavated archeological site deep in the jungle. This place, so primitive and wild, provided exactly the right the feel and images.

Three settlements there display the architecture of this once large city—including two ball courts and the highest Maya pyramid in the Yucatan. I modeled the temple Max and Kate find in the jungle after this smaller one at Coba. Of course, when Max and Kate find theirs, it’s covered with vines and untouched.
The Yucatan sits on a limestone shelf, and beneath it lie rivers and deep water-filled caverns called cenotes.

The ancient Maya believed these caverns were the doors to the Underworld and deposited tributes to the gods and sacrifices—mostly animals, not humans—in them. For Max and Kate, cenotes are water sources, and an underground river plays a big role in the story.

Many contemporary Maya are integrated into the larger society, but some live in the jungle year round the way their ancestors did, in thatched huts with sapling walls. They cook over charcoal fires and raise animals and crops. The women weave beautiful blankets and sew and embroider cotton clothing by hand. I wonder how long we Norteamericanos would last living that way.

Susan Vaughan is a multi-published and award-winning author. She loves writing romantic suspense because it throws the hero and heroine together under extraordinary circumstances and pits them against a clever villain. Her books have won the Golden Leaf, More Than Magic, and Write Touch Readers’ Award and been a finalist for the Booksellers’ Best and Daphne du Maurier awards. A former teacher, she’s a West Virginia native, but she and her husband have lived in Maine for many years.

Twitter: @shvaughan


Desperate to save her brother, museum director Kate Fontaine must work with Max Rivera, the ex-military guide she doesn’t trust to carry out the kidnapper’s demands and return a precious Mayan artifact to its temple. They must outrun black-market smugglers and a predicted earthquake in a race that takes them from Washington to England and into the Costa Verde jungle. When desire flares between them, risking their lives seems simple compared to risking their hearts.


The agent stepped closer. The aroma of coffee and the light tang of sweat emanated from him. Framed by thick, sooty lashes, eyes the color of melted chocolate swept her with male interest. “The thief in Kabul didn’t get away like this dude, ma’am.”

His drawl—Texas?—slid into her like red wine. The man radiated sex like heat rays.

“Kate Fontaine,” Thomas Devlin said, “this is one of my best operatives, Max Rivera.”

Max Rivera held out a hand. His expression smoothed to polite blandness. “You okay?”

“I’m fine.” She accepted his handshake, registering strength, the rasp of calluses, and a surprisingly gentle warmth. “Thank you for coming to my rescue, Mr. Rivera.” Max Rivera. The name seemed familiar. Thomas must’ve mentioned him before.

“No problem, Kate. I’m Max.”

They’d be traveling together for days. Formality was out, but she could ignore him as a man, regardless of her initial reaction. She was no lonely female looking for a fling. Especially with an adventurer like the men in her family. A man who’d take over, who’d pat her on the head—figuratively—and tell her she was out of her element. She was, but still.

“If things go according to plan, you shouldn’t need rescuing again, you or the statue.” Humor glinted in Max’s dark eyes.

She managed a smile. “Like you say. As long as nothing goes wrong.” Great. What could go wrong? Her stomach churned.

She thanked Devlin and shook his hand. The two men performed some sort of coded guy handshake, and she and Max joined the security line.

He didn’t seem inclined to chat and neither did she. They inched forward through the rope line until finally they reached the checkpoint. She deposited her gear in bins. Behind her, Max untied and kicked off his boots.

What was it about his name that niggled at her? She set her handbag and tablet case on the conveyer. Something about Doug. Max... Max Rivera. Her breath caught. Yes! She had heard his name before. She spun on him.

“What is it? You see that guy again?” He gripped her arm.

She jerked away. “No, not that. I recognize your name.”

His eyebrows shot upward.

“You’re the man who cheated my brother.”

One lucky commenter will receive a copy of On Deadly Ground—digital (anywhere) or print (within the continental US).

Giveaway ends 11:59pm EST March 3rd. Please supply your email in the post. You may use spaces or full text for security. (ex. jsmith at gmail dot com) If you do not wish to supply your email, or have trouble posting, please email with a subject title of JRS GIVEAWAY to be entered in the current giveaway.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

My Recipe for a Romantic Suspense in Provence

Congratulations to "Y-write", the winner in Marie's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

I have always loved reading romantic suspense novels. They are a fascinating genre, having to combine action and romance, mystery and passion. They have to keep the reader guessing until the end, not only about the resolution of the romantic conflict between the hero and heroine, but also about the resolution of the mystery. I usually write historical romances but during a family holiday in the South of France I started thinking of a plot for A SPELL IN PROVENCE. I knew I wanted to write a contemporary romance between an English heroine and a French hero, but I soon realised that I wanted to include danger and mystery too, drawn from the captivating ancient history of Provence. The more I read and researched the area of Lubéron, where the story is set, the more I learned about the Salyens - the Celtic tribes who lived there before the Roman invaded the region - the darker the mystery became ... Juggling the love story and the suspense element was an exciting novelty to me - a little like trying a new recipe!  

So how did I write A SPELL IN PROVENCE? Here is the recipe I made up as I went along...

Take these essential ingredients: 

A naive, but determined, English heroine who buys Bellefontaine, an old provençal farmhouse to pursue the life-long dream of running a guesthouse.

A handsome, enigmatic French hero, the owner of Manoir Coste, a vast estate and luxury hotel nearby, who keeps telling our heroine she is an amateur and is bound to fail. 

An ancient spell binding the lives and the hearts of the ladies of Bellefontaine and the dukes of Coste.

Mix well then add a large spoonful of Provence's ancient history, including tales of a long lost temple and cryptic inscriptions in Latin on village fountains. 

Add a sprinkle of hostility by locals and a drizzle of passion.

Whisk the mixture until the heroine has fallen head-over-heels in love with the hero.

Then add a few drops of doubt and a soupçon of fear, caused by  reports of gruesome murders and eerie sightings of lights in the forest. 

Simmer on slow heat until tension sizzles and bubbles. 

Pour the mixture into a love-shaped tin and bake under the watchful eye of Bona Dea, an ancient Salyen goddess from Provence. When ready, enjoy with a cup of strong, black coffee or a glass of rosé wine!


With few roots in England and having just lost her job, Amy Carter decides to give up on home and start a new life in France, spending her redundancy package turning an overgrown Provençal farmhouse, Bellefontaine, into a successful hotel. Though she has big plans for her new home, none of them involves falling in love – least of all with Fabien Coste, the handsome but arrogant owner of a nearby château.  As romance blossoms, eerie and strange happenings in Bellefontaine hint at a dark mystery of the Provençal countryside which dates back many centuries and holds an entanglement between the ladies of Bellefontaine and the ducs de Coste at its centre. As Amy works to unravel the mystery, she begins to wonder if it may not just be her heart at risk, but her life too. 


Marie Laval Bio
Originally from Lyon in France, Marie studied History and Law at university there before moving to Lancashire in England where she worked in a variety of jobs, from PA in a busy university department to teacher of French in schools and colleges. Writing, however, was always her passion, and she spends what little free time she has dreaming and making up stories. Her historical romances ANGEL HEART and THE LION'S EMBRACE are published by MuseItUp Publishing. A SPELL IN PROVENCE is her first contemporary romance. It is published by Áccent Press. 

He looked down. The light of the rising sun played on his face and made his green eyes seem deep and warm. Time slowed down. The noise from the crowd became muffled and distant, and all she could hear was the crystalline spring water trickling in the old fountain. The spring that ran through the forest between Manoir Coste and Bellefontaine and bound hearts and lives together, or so the spell said … Her heartbeat slowed, or maybe it stopped altogether. It was as if Fabien and she were alone. Desire, fear and another feeling she didn’t recognise overwhelmed her and made her dizzy.

Shivering in the cold breeze despite her shawl, Amy joined the guests lining up to be greeted by Fabien, who in true lord of the manor style, stood tall and imposing at the top of the steps, with torches burning on either side of him. 

He might wear a black dining suit and a crisp white shirt instead of a suit of armour, but there was something untamed, fundamentally uncivilized and proprietary about the way he surveyed the crowd – as if he truly owned everything and everyone, like Frédéric had said, and Amy was seized by an irresistible, irrational and overwhelming urge to flee. She didn’t want to speak to Fabien Coste, didn’t want to put up with his arrogant ways. He could keep his fancy chateau, his contacts and glamorous guests, she didn’t need him. She would walk home. It wasn’t that far. 

She was about to step aside when he looked down and their gaze met. Shadows danced on his face. The torches hissed in the breeze, their flames shooting high in the air and reflecting in his green eyes, giving them a deep, dangerous glow. For the space of a heartbeat, the noise of conversations around her became distant and fuzzy, and all she could see was him. 

He walked down, took her hand and lifted it to his lips. Even though his mouth barely touched her skin, a flash of heat reverberated through her body. 

‘Mademoiselle Carter – Amy, you’re here at last.’ 

It was the first time he’d spoken her first name. He made it sound French, sensual and incredibly romantic. Aimée. Beloved. 

‘Shall I escort you inside and introduce you to a few people?’ 

Panic made her heart flutter and turned her brain to mush. 

‘Well, it’s just that …’ 

He arched a dark eyebrow, looked down, and smiled as if he knew exactly what she was feeling. 

‘You’re here now. You might as well make the most of it.’

Marie will be giving away a digital copy of A Spell In Provence to one person leaving a comment or email entry.

Giveaway ends 11:59pm EST March 2nd. Please supply your email in the post. You may use spaces or full text for security. (ex. jsmith at gmail dot com) If you do not wish to supply your email, or have trouble posting, please email with a subject title of JRS GIVEAWAY to be entered in the current giveaway.

Friday, February 27, 2015


With: Silvia Ami

Congratulations to "Erin", the winner in Silvia's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

After reading a blog post written by my dear friend April about the lack of diversity among book heroes, I started thinking about our specific area of investigation: Romantic Suspense.

Authors and readers chat about the general idea of abused stereotypes in novels quite often. But, is this a new common practice, or is it as old as the world?

I think Authors are constantly elaborating the same pattern again and again, not for lack of fantasy or audacity, but for our need to be reassured by a story. Even if we don't follow completely the Hero Journey's outline sketched by Campbell and Vogler, we can't skip all his archetypes.

I guess Greek Mythology can explain a lot of modern heroes and heroines and not in terms of superpowers. There are traits in our characters' personalites that we use unconsciously to build them. In name of diversity, and trying not to bore you, I'm going to name just two well known heroine' types, avoiding the typical Alpha hero, Athena and Artemis. 

I'm sure you've met a lot of times the typical Athena: strong minded, intelligent and slightly detached. She's the scientist or the agent that can sort out a complicated situation just looking at the clues left by the bad guys.

She is always right, even if she bends the rules in order to save the situation, or tap the culprit.

Then comes Artemis, the huntress: passionate for her own work and detached from the rest of the world. She is the one that can save the situation due her courage and fast thinking. But she can also  get in trouble because her instincts overpowers her rational judgment.

Our heroines can be considered the reincarnation of Greek goddesses, cannot they?

Would you like to read more similarities? Share your thoughts with me posting a blog comment! I'll extract a random winner among the participants.

And before I say goodbye I want to present my own Artemis: Joss Dubois.

TAKE is her and Ethan's story.


“No way am I going to lose another arrest,” she muttered.

“C'mon Josie, everybody knows you found them. Their capture is pure formality.”

“Are you kidding? Wait. Wait. God! It’s about time. I can finally see the patrol car lights in the rear mirror.”
A sigh of relief loosened the vise around Ethan’s chest, but the words died in his throat.

Pop. Pop. Pop.

Three gun shots reverberated from the speakerphone.

“Joss!” he bellowed. He could hear muffled sounds and the engine running in high speed, but she didn't answer.

He shouted louder, “Josie!”

“Yeah. Sorry, buddy,” she said, her voice firm but coming from a greater distance. “I had to put the phone down and grab the wheel with both hands.”

“Joss, you're killing me here. Tell me what's happening!”

She chuckled. “Well, there’s a bad guy with bad aim - fortunately, I dare to say - who's trying to hit me. We're exiting the highway... Holy cow! We're in the middle of nowhere.”

Two other shots followed by a loud crash echoed in Ethan’s ear and he froze.

“Shit!” Joss barked after a heartbeat, but for Ethan it seemed longer than an hour.

“What now?” he asked harshly.

“Sorry, Eth,” she said faintly. “I think your left side mirror has just been blown out.” Then he heard her sucking air between her teeth. 

“Are you hurt?” he asked.

“Uh.” Was her reply. “That's nothing.”

He gritted his teeth and swore. “What happened, Joss? Tell me!” No matter what she said about her training and what he had seen with his own eyes about her strength, Ethan wanted only one thing: her safe and sound at his side. 

Not surrounded by flying bullets and shattered glass. 

God, his hands itched because right now he wanted to throttle her like a disobedient kid. But he had to fight his own instinct and let her do her damn job, waiting silently for chunks of information.

She had been quiet for too long. “Josie?”

“Still here. We took a road in the desert. There's nothing here except rocks and dust. I don't know why they didn't stay on the highway. I guess they thought they could stop me better here. At ninety miles per hour, you can't drive and use a gun at the same time. I suppose they know that, too. I think she's holding the wheel and he’s aiming at your poor Wrangler. Since I'm the closer target, they're taking a chance on me.”

Follow your instinct, you moron. Tell her to come back! “Damn. Joss, stop the car immediately.”

“Don't be silly,” she replied. Her words were deadened by the stronger echo of sirens. “The police cars are coming closer so they're done anyway.” 
More shots.


When FBI special agent Joss Dubois discovers that her best friend’s life is being threatened, she volunteers to be the Vegas dancer's official protection. Determined to solve the case before she loses one of the only people she loves, Joss becomes caught up in terrorism, attempted murder, and life behind-the-scenes of the seedy nightlife of Sin City. 

Joss is forced to partner with the security manager at the Desert Casino, former Intel Marine, Ethan Gallagher. Despite her resistance to his charm, and her stubborn insistence on controlling the investigation, Ethan finds himself drawn to the smart, beautiful, tempting FBI agent. But Joss isn’t so eager to risk heartbreak after the tragedies of her past and her job has become the only thing she can count on. 

When the threats against the people they’re protecting turn deadly, Ethan and Joss have to find a way to trust each other to track the hunter who lies in wait for the Desert’s dancers. But trust is a rare and fragile thing to Joss, and Ethan may not be up to the task despite the mutual attraction they can't deny or fight. 

Will their new partnership blow up, or can it survive to take down the predator before it’s too late? 

Giveaway ends 11:59pm EST February 28th. Please supply your email in the post. You may use spaces or full text for security. (ex. jsmith at gmail dot com) If you do not wish to supply your email, or have trouble posting, please email with a subject title of JRS GIVEAWAY to be entered in the current giveaway.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Down and Dirty--Dianna Love’s Slye Temp Agents Spill the Beans

Congratulations to "Jonetta" and "JoAn", the winners in Dianna's giveaway. Thank you to all who participated!

Shhhhh.  Dianna is still in the cave working on a new book, so we decided to come tell our side of the Slye Temp series, but if Dianna asks, we don’t know how you got this information.  Okay? 

Who are we?  The Slye Temp agents, and some significant others who really shouldn’t be here, and, well, one person who just butts in on occasion.

Dingo Paddock:  Hey! Val is not--

Margaux Duke:  (interrupts) I’m first because I’m Dianna’s favorite.  (laughs at all the shouting from behind her, then looks over her shoulder)  Get over it.  (turns back to readers) KISS THE ENEMY is already out, but she’s still got plans for me and Logan in the HAMR Brotherhood series.  (glances around)  Crud.  She really will kill all of us if I tell much about that.  Okay, I’ll make it fair. We can take turns telling on Dianna.  (group starts smiling)

Dingo:  Back off, Margaux.  You and Logan had your story. It’s time for my and Valene’s story in STOLEN VENGEANCE.
Margaux: (rolls eyes) From what I heard, you had your chance and blew it.  I don’t know why Valene would give you the time of day right now. I wouldn’t if I were her.

Dingo: Knock that off. It’s a long story and I don’t have to explain it to you.

Margaux: True.  (grins wide)  But I looked over Dianna’s shoulder when she was writing and you are so not going to like what you have coming up.

Logan Baklanov: (steps up behind Margaux and wraps his arms around her)  Don’t torture Dingo any more than Dianna has already has, babe.  I had something I wanted to show you in our hotel room, but if you’re too busy…

Margaux: (laughs)  Actually, I think Dingo and Valene should tell their secrets. 

Valene Eklund: (yells from across the room)  Dianna must have been out of her mind to think I would waste another second on Dingo after what he did.  Did that stop her? Nooooo.  And look at him over there.   He looks like some late-night desert that would be great eaten naked and… argh!   You know what?  I’m the one who butts in uninvited, and now I’m going to share something on Dianna.  (all heads turn to Valene) Dianna would rather spend the day fishing with her honey bun than travel to Europe.  And one of her favorite fishing spots is on the docks at The Grand Marlin in Pensacola Beach, FL. 

Dingo: (takes a step Valene’s way)  Shush! You can’t say that in public!  You can’t give away where we all hang out. Don’t you realize that’s a security risk?  (sees Valene’s ashen face and stops in his tracks)   Aw, crap.  Listen, Val, I’ll tell one better, so she’ll be mad at me instead of you.  Dianna loves to watch movies with her honey bun and can’t watch a movie without eating popcorn, which is why she’s so grumpy right now. She hasn’t been in the gym for a few weeks and won’t eat popcorn until she goes back.  In the meantime, she’s taking all that grumpiness out on us.  Me, to be specific.

Valene: (jams hands on hips)  You aren’t the only one with battles to fight, mister.  You should see what she has me doing.

Dingo:  I have seen and I intend to have a talk with Dianna as soon as someone takes her keyboard away so she can’t do anything else to me. (studies Valene) At least she left you smokin’ hot.

Valene: (frowns)  Would have been nice if you’d noticed back when we were together.

Dingo: (grumbles under his breath)  I missed nothing about you.

Valene: (Looks away, hurt) Just as I thought. 

Dingo: (frowns, thinking about what he said) Hold it. I didn’t mean it that way.

Valene: (storms forward)  Right, just like you didn’t mean to crush my heart? 

Tanner Bodine: (barges in)  Okay cut it out you two, or we’ll all be doing hard time in the next book. 

Margaux: (grinning even wider) Ah, come on, cowboy.  I was about to send out for popcorn for us.  This is a good show.

Dingo: (looks at Val’s hurt face and glares at the other agents) Knock it off, Margaux.  Never  forget, paybacks are a bitch.

Margaux: (lets out a heavy sigh) Have you ever known Dianna not to give her characters the HEA they deserve?

Dingo:  (still looking at Val) I’m not so sure. She’s obviously not too happy with me. Hell, I’m not too happy with me.

Tanner: (shrugs)  Tough titty. Get out of here until March 30th or Dianna might change her mind about you two. 

Valene: (freezes, then wheels around and takes off) Screw this.

Dingo: (gives Tanner a narrow-eyed look of threat)  You are not helping.

Tanner:  (gives a big cowboy grin)  Maybe not, but I’ve got my HEA and now I get to watch you suffer, sucka. 

Margaux You do know that’s why Dianna writes these romantic-thrillers – to entertain herself—right?

Tanner:  And the readers.  Don’t forget about them.  I think she’d have quit a long time ago if it weren’t for the readers.

Dingo:  You got that right, mate. She’d have quit  for certain after you and I took that little jaunt into North Korea in DECEPTIVE TREASURES.

Tanner:  I’d do it over.  That’s where I found Jin.

Dianna: (walks into room and glances around) What’s going on here?  I didn’t call a meeting.

Slye agents scatter except for Margaux and Logan

Margaux:  Oh, nothing you need to kno…uh..worry about. 

Dianna: (Sticks hands on hips) I smell a rat.

Margaux: (points) Look!  Some readers are here!

Dianna:  (smiles wide, distracted by readers) Oh, hey everybody!  So glad you stopped by! I needed a break from the writing cave.  You wouldn’t believe the trouble Dingo is giving me.

Margaux:  (Snickers and dashes for the door, pulling Logan behind her) Gotta go. We have…uh…an appointment.  (Logan grins as door closes)

Dianna:  What was that about? (turns to readers)  Since you’re here, let’s chat a bit. I’ve got some goodies to give away, and we’ll choose two winners.  If your name is drawn, and you’re willing to wait until March 30th for STOLEN VENGEANCE, you’ll receive the e-book as soon as it’s available.  If you’d rather have your prize now, you’ll get a Slye Temp e-book box set (first 3 novels). Either way, you’ll also receive a set of signed Slye Temp Keeper Kase® Cards via snail mail.  (Amazon or Barnes & Noble account required to receive e-book gifts).

To enter the drawing, tell me whether you’d like STOLEN VENGEANCE or the Slye Temp Box Set (see the comment above) and help me out by answering a question.

When I get even a short  break from the writing cave, I love to ride motorcycles with my husband.  We’ve ridden back and forth across the country more than once, and I’m always looking for little out-of-the way places to stop on our trips. On my next motorcycle ride, where would you tell me to go, and why?    


Slye Temp Book 6 coming March 30, 2015 

He's the last man she'll trust and the only one who can save her.

Slye Temp agent Dingo Paddock walked away from rare items recovery specialist Valene Eklund seven years ago to protect her from a deadly organization, but the woman can’t stay out of trouble.  Valene hasn’t forgiven Dingo for breaking her heart when he disappeared without a word. The last thing she’ll allow is for him to interfere with her new client whose contract will dig her out of financial ruin. She’s lucked into a deal that only comes along once, but Dingo believes the price is too high – her life - and now the organization he destroyed to keep her safe has returned to exact vengeance on Dingo.  Getting their hands on the one woman Dingo would walk through fire for? Priceless. 

If Dingo and Valene can't overcome their past and learn to trust again, an assassin will kill a key global figure on US soil, igniting the fuse to an international conflict. They can't save the world until they figure out how to save each other first. 
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