I don't know about you, but I'm very happy to see 2014 leave. That was not a good year for me at all. So, here's hoping 2015 will bring us more happiness and peace!!
I usually don't make New Year's resolutions, but I do set goals...writing goals, that is. So here are my writing goals for 2015.
Finish / publish -
Victorian Suspense - "Secrets and Lies"
1920's Romantic Suspense - "Aim for the Heart"
Book #2 of Paradise Series - "Amazon by Moonlight"
Book #2 of Victorian Time-Travel Series - "Enchantment Through Time"
And finally... My first Young Adult / Fantasy - "The Witch Hunt"
It was time to give my bestselling Christian Historical Romance, "A Walk in Heaven", a face-lift. Now ALL of my book covers have the same cover artist - Sheri McGathy!
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After -
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the early hours of the morning, Careen becomes Matthew Grayson’s wife…and then
in a blink of an eye, his widow. How can she tell the family she’s never met
that her own cousin is responsible for their son’s death?
While
she waits for the right moment to admit the cousin’s guilt, a budding
attraction grows between Careen and her new brother-in-law, Joshua. But this
will only complicate matters, especially when the truth finally comes out.
Joshua
Grayson could never understand why his brother left the family ranch to wed –
in secret – a woman he’d never met. And now Matthew is dead. Killed just
moments after taking his wedding vows. Joshua struggles with both resentment
and a growing attraction for his mysterious sister-in-law. He knows Careen is
hiding something, but can he give love another chance or is he just setting up
his heart for another break?
I'm in the giving mood. After all...there are only 12 more days until Christmas, right? So...I've decided to put some of my books on sale for Kindle readers for only 99 CENTS! This is my "Fielding Brothers' Saga" (Victorian-set Romance) Or, if you're a paperback reader, leave me a comment with your email and I'll give you a 30% discount on my paperbacks!
"Love Me Always" book 1 No Way Out – Catherine Martin is trapped. Either she wed an elderly man and commit to a marriage without love, or continue living with the father who believes her guilty of murder and one foot outside the asylum. Catherine picks marriage to the Duke of Ashton, Grant Fielding. However, when she stays with the Fielding family before the wedding, she doesn’t plan on falling in love…with Grant’s nephew, Nicholas.
Destined for a lonely life – Nicholas Fielding loves his uncle’s soon-to-be bride, and has loved her since they were children. Now Nick must choose between his dying uncle's last wish to marry, and the woman who will make Nick happy for the rest of his life. No matter how hard Nick tries, he cannot stop his love for Catherine.
A flurry of accidents begins to happen around the Fielding estate and soon all accusing eyes turn to Catherine. When accidents escalate to murder, suspicions expound and even Catherine’s father believes she’s gone mad. Does Nick love her enough to discover the truth?
"Charmed by Knight" book 2 Megan Ramsey will do anything not to marry the drunken lord selected for her – even if she must follow her parents’ plan and trick a duke into marriage. Instead of capturing the duke, she mistakenly traps the man who put her family in financial ruins.
Edmund Knight will stop at nothing to take back the deed to his gold mine. When he meets the thief’s daughter, Edmund sets his mind on charming her in order to get back his treasure. Will he find the real treasure beyond his precious gold?
"True Love's Deception" book 3 Not even lies can deceive the heart.
Juliana Beaumont wants to keep her freedom—and her grandmother’s estate in Scotland. But can she do both? Especially when her father demands she marries a man from England before he can give her an inheritance.
Andrew Dean is tired of being the stable help, and jumps at the chance of playing Miss Juliana’s pretend husband. But he doesn’t believe in marrying unless it’s in a church. He hopes Juliana doesn’t discover that they are legally married until he can make her fall in love with him. But a secret that has been hidden in his memory for twenty years may just keep them apart.
"Belong To Me" book 4 Charlotte Fielding, tired of being without her wayward husband, travels to Bath to find him. She discovers him at a masked ball amidst the throng of revelers. Her revenge on him is that he doesn’t know who she is, so she seduces him. When his reaction to her identity isn’t what she expects, she hardens her heart against him. Charlotte wants an annulment and nothing less. He talks her into a bargain—to stay as his wife for a month and then if they don’t suit well with each other, he’ll grant her wish. What she uncovers about his life is far more than she bargained for. In addition to the disguises in his closet from his investigative business, she stumbles across secrets. Those of which she wished she’s never known.
Framed for a crime he didn’t commit, Ian Fielding has his hands full with proving his innocence. His wife picks that moment to show up on his doorstep, and he’s forced to take her with him. Matters become more complicated when he becomes unexplainably attracted to her. The timing couldn’t be more inconvenient. When the couple takes refuge in an old castle owned by a recluse beastly lord, they soon become aware that the owner has plans of his own.
Swept into a whirlwind of mystery, passion and adventure, Charlotte must discover the truth of her own heart before it’s too late for them both.
"Love Comes Blindly" book 5 Gregory Fielding has been wounded when he travels to Scotland to find the next big story for his London newspaper. Now blinded, he relies on the soft, comforting touch of one of the nurses at St. Mary’s Abbey. He thinks she’s a novice, but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to give her his heart.
I don't think I've talked much about my Romantic Suspense - "In the Arms of Danger". Most of my readers know I love to write historical romances, but I have written modern day romances as well. This was my very first Romantic Suspense story, and I loved writing it so much that I decided to add a little (or a lot) of suspense in all my stories.!!
Taylor Marshal and her daughter need protecting, yet the
bodyguard assigned is the one man she fears the most.
Four years earlier, Taylor gave her heart to a stranger –
and married him in a quick Bermuda ceremony. A week later her hopes were
crushed when she finds out her new husband, Cory Ross, was a hit man. When she
witnesses him take another man’s life then watches her new found love fall from
a cliff after being shot, her heart shatters. Now she sees Cory Ross is alive –
and back in her life as her own personal bodyguard, yet how can she trust him?
Cory thought his luck had changed after his near death
experience in the Bahamas. But when he looks into the eyes of the woman who he
suspects had something to do with his accident, he realizes his new assignment
to protect Taylor and her young daughter will be a literal nightmare. But to
fall in love all over again with Taylor Marshall will be sheer torture.
Teaser -
If not for the chills
rushing over her skin and multiplying quickly, Taylor Mitchell would think
today’s stroll in the park was like any other day with her daughter. A soft,
autumn wind blew through the trees and stirred a lock of hair against Taylor’s
cheek as if to soothe her.
It didn’t.
Instead, fear pumped through
her like a disease, cold and impetuous. She sucked in a quick breath. Remember,
breathe. In through the nose, out through the mouth. She peered over her
shoulder and glanced at the cluster of trees near the edge of the park. Nobody
looked her way, but it was as if somebody’s gaze crawled over her. Trepidation
of the unknown raked through her like jagged fingernails.
Taylor tightened her hands
on the handle of the baby stroller and pushed it faster. Instead of walking to
the swing-set like she’d promised her daughter, she headed back toward the
parking lot.
Three-year-old Megan tilted
her head and looked at her with sad eyes. “Mommy? I wanna swing.”
“Not today.” Taylor bit her
tongue, wishing her tone hadn’t been so sharp. Instinct told her to get out of
there as fast as she could.
Meggie’s big blue eyes
filled with tears and her bottom lip protruded. “I wanna swing.”
Taylor tried her best to
smile, but her unsettled nerves made her lips quiver. “Meggie, let’s go home
and make some cookies. Doesn’t that sound fun?”
Meggie shrugged. “O-tay, but
I wanna swing.”
Taylor glanced around the
park, taking in the number of people standing by the fenced pond, the park
benches, and the jungle gym. Since it was lunchtime, many walked toward the
group of trees near the picnic areas. Out of all the people who surrounded her,
there wasn’t one she detected watching her every move. Still, the unidentified
terror rushing through her testified differently.
The closer to the parking
lot she came, the more she wanted to break into a run. It was bad enough her
poor daughter’s head bounced in rocky rhythm as they dashed over the grassy
knoll. The heavy pounding of Taylor’s heart knocked through her chest,
overriding the steps her athletic shoes made as they slapped the ground. Her
car wasn’t much farther.
Who’d be doing this to her?
Could it be one of the many people threatening her father? She should be used
to this since he’d been threatened a lot in his profession. Although, this time
was different. Her father had acted different.
She clenched her jaw. Two
nights ago, her father informed her he’d been receiving threatening letters
again. Threats weren’t unusual for multi-billionaire Leland Mitchell, but he
had mentioned hiring a bodyguard to protect her. She’d argued. Her safety had
been just fine during her twenty-six years.
Almost to the car...
Taylor slowed as she neared
her shiny silver Audi. She calmed her breathing, hoping to ease the panic
lodged in her dry throat. When she stopped, her legs wobbled and her hands
shook. As she reached to unlatch her daughter, she glanced over her shoulder.
The cars that filled the parking lot held no immediate threat—none she could
see, anyway.
Meggie giggled and clapped.
“Fun, Mommy. Do it again.”
Taylor didn’t want to laugh,
but the sweet cherub face of her red-cheeked daughter had her smiling anyway.
“I don’t think so, honey. Mommy’s all out of breath from running.”
“You were fast.” Meggie
giggled. “It tickled my tummy.”
The burning in Taylor’s
throat matched the pain in her chest, and under her breath, she grumbled for
feeling like she was out of shape. She wasn’t, but fear made her body weak. She
bent and rested her hands on her knees, breathing in deep gushes of air.
Perhaps she was overreacting. She glanced behind her at each car. As far as she
could tell, nobody had followed.
She blamed her father for
putting fear into her. He’d drained the fun out of her childhood and teenage
years by being so overprotective; she didn’t want him doing it any longer.
She’d told him time and time again she needed to control her own life, not live
under the Mitchell Dynasty’s thumb.
Once she helped Meggie out
of her stroller, her daughter ran to the back of the car to help put it in the
trunk.
“No, honey, we’ll just put
this in the back seat.”
Meggie shrugged and skipped
to her side.
The keys rattled as Taylor
reached with a shaky hand to hit the unlock button. She took a deep breath. Steady.
Aiming, she clicked the remote and the doors unlocked. She yanked the door open
and motioned to her daughter. “Hurry inside, honey.”
Heavy footsteps thudded on
the pavement behind her. She turned her head and glanced in the direction of
the sound. A man barreled toward her wearing a gray jogging suit and a black
knit cap that covered most of his forehead. His heavy shoulder slammed into
Taylor and her body struck the car. Pain raced up her spine as breath whooshed
from her. The keys fell from her hands.
He yanked Meggie and hooked
her underneath his arm. Her daughter cried and stretched with outstretched
arms.
Fear gripped Taylor’s throat
and made it impossible to scream. She lunged for her daughter and grabbed at
the man’s baggy sleeve. With his elbow to her side, he shoved her away. The
corner of the door struck her back with the force of a sledgehammer and she
collapsed to the pavement. The man zigzagged between the vehicles and dashed
away.
Regardless of the pain, she
yelled, “Help me. He’s got my baby.”
Tears sprang to her eyes and
blurred her vision. She scrambled to her feet and broke into a run. Her lungs
ached, her throat burned. The faster she ran, the weaker her legs became, but
she couldn’t stop. She also couldn’t stop screaming, although nobody seemed to
care—or help.
The man headed for the clump
of trees while Meggie cried out for her. Held like a football in this monster’s
arms, Meggie’s head bounced as she reached out her arms toward Taylor. Big
tears streaked down her daughter’s face.
As he ran toward the other
side of the park, fear suffocated Taylor. Soon he’d be out of sight.
She tripped and her body
flew through the air. When she landed, her heart crumbled. An intense sting
ripped through her bruised knees and scratched hands. A loud sob tore from her
throat and tears streamed down her face. She couldn’t stop now. Limbs shaking,
she struggled to her feet.
A man in a business suit ran
by her, holding a gun, as he headed directly for the monster who’d taken
Meggie. The man in the suit suddenly stopped. Standing still, legs apart, he
pointed his gun.
“No! Don’t shoot…” She
sprang toward him, adrenaline pumping through her weak limbs.
The precise pop of the gun made her heart leap
to her throat. She stopped and clutched her churning stomach.
So since I can't get a much needed face-lift on my own face (hahaha), I decided to give three of my books one, instead. I totally love the new look to them!!! I hope you agree!
Presenting...my Heroic Rogue Series new book covers done by the fabulous, and very talented, Sheri McGathy!
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