Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Stories of Serendipity, new release, My Mistake, Anne Conley, #giveaway tour new #teasers




Welcome to Serendipity, Texas, where the days are hot and the nights are steamy.  Meet real people with real problems, as they live life and find love in a small town.
12 years ago, Brent walked away from his one big love, and has regretted it ever since.  He’s done nothing but make mistake after mistake with his life.  Now, he’s finally getting his act together, starting up a sanctuary for abused and neglected horses, and staying clean. 
Casey had put Brent out of her mind the best way she knew how, by going on with her own life: getting married and trying to have kids.  When her marriage ends up being a mistake, she moves back in with her mother in Serendipity to lick her wounds.  What she doesn’t expect is Brent, waltzing back into her life.
Can they put their own and each other’s mistakes behind them to move forward together?  When Casey’s life is put in danger, Brent steps up, but will it be enough?
My Mistake is book seven in the Stories of Serendipity.  You will meet some of the same characters, but they are all stand-alone novels.

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Read an excerpt:


He rolled over on his side, spooning Casey against his chest, holding her close.  She could feel him inhale deeply, and exhale with repletion.

“This hay is itchy,” she remarked as he sucked on her shoulder.  She was pretty sure he was leaving hickeys.

“Is it?” He mumbled, distractedly.

“Yes, it is.  Are you done out here for today?  Or can we go inside?”

“Nope.  I’ve still got some things to do out here.” He moved his mouth lower on her back and started sucking a new spot.

“Like what?”

“Well, I intended to have sex with you on that barrel, but somehow got distracted.  So, sex on the barrel is first on my agenda.  After that there’s a spot in the hayloft I wanted to try out.”  He rubbed his stubble against her back as he talked and she arched against it.  “Then there’s my office…I’ve been imagining some really amazing things in my office.  And the tack room…”  He thrust his newly erect again penis against her rear.  “Do you have any idea how much leather there is in the tack room?  Oh god, all that leather.”  He started to stand, dragging her with him.  “I want to start in the tack room.”

She was suddenly reminded of a child, and laughed out loud at him.  “Is sex all you think about?”

He froze and his face fell, as he looked to the ceiling in thought.  Finally, his eyes met hers again.  “Not always.  There’s times when I just imagine you naked.”  He scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder impervious to her squeals before he stalked towards the tack room and kicked the door open.








About the author:
Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats.  She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound.  Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town.  She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.
 


Website/Blog- http://www.anneconley.com
Facebook- http://www.facebook.com/anneconleyauthor
Twitter- http://www.twitter.com/anneconley10

Giveaway Prizes Up For Grabs
One winner (US only) will receive an Autographed copy of Hot Mess, a Story of Serendipity
One winner will receive all seven ebooks of the Stories of Serendipity, Neighborly Complications, Dream On, Chef’s Delight, Hot Mess, Falling for Him, Gambling on Love, and My Mistake.
One winner will receive a FREE ebook of My Mistake

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Monday, April 7, 2014

'Let Love Be' release day for author Melissa Collins



What would bring you happiness in a world that was suddenly empty?
For Lucy Crane, the answer is simple: her daughter. When her husband is killed in a tragic accident, Lucy loses her desire to live, but only one thing keeps her going – her unborn daughter. Focusing on being a mother helps Lucy cope with her loss, but kids grow up and they leave home, eventually. Eighteen years after losing her first and only love, Lucy is faced with the opportunity to find the happiness for which she’s always longed. Her own fears become her worst enemies as she learns how to embrace love once again.
Evan Donovan is also facing his own struggles. Forced to retire from the FDNY because of lung damage caused by 9/11, Evan moves to upstate New York where he hopes to find a little peace and quiet. Old habits die hard, and Evan’s hero complex and survivor’s guilt constantly remind him of how difficult it is to be vulnerable. But for the first time in his life, he’s tired of being alone.
Drawing strength from one another, Lucy and Evan discover how beautiful it is to let love be a part of their lives.

About the author:
Melissa Collins has always been a book worm.  Studying Literature in college ensured that her nose was always stuck in a book.  She followed her passion for reading to the most logical career choice: English teacher.  Her hope was to share her passion for reading and the escapism of books to her students.  Having spent more than a decade in front of a classroom, she can easily say that it’s been a dream.
Her passion for writing didn’t start until more recently.  When she was home on maternity leave in early 2012, she read her first romance novel and her head filled with the passion, angst and laughter of the characters who she read about it.  It wasn’t long before characters of her own took shape in her mind. Their lives took over Melissa’s brain and The Love Series was born.
Twitter - @mcollinsauthor
 Read an excerpt:

“Oh, I love this movie.” She settles on Forrest Gump as I grab my second slice.
“So, you already know about my history. What about you? Have you ever been married?” Forrest’s proposal to Jenny plays in the background.
“No. I mean, I’ve had a few relationships here and there, but work always got in the way. Staying single was somehow easier.”
“Same here. I mean, when Melanie was a kid, it was much easier to just focus on that part of my life.”
“Now?” I hazard a question that takes even me by surprise.
She puts her plate down on the coffee table and swallows back a large sip of water. “Now, I’m not so sure.”
Suddenly, my mind races with the possibilities of what her words mean. It’s crazy to think how just a few encounters with Lucy have made me re-evaluate my feelings. Obviously, she feels the same way. A calm and peaceful air falls on us as a small smile curls at my lips.
A comfortable silence fills the space as we watch the movie, recalling some memories when certain scenes come up.
Nothing prepares me for Lucy’s reaction when Jenny and Forrest get married and she tells him she’s sick. I try not to look at her, wanting to avoid making her feel like she’s in the spotlight or anything like that. I do notice a few stray tears streaking down her cheeks so I can only imagine what’s to come.
As we watch Forrest sitting beside Jenny’s grave, reading a letter from their son, Lucy reaches for a napkin. Clutching it to her chest, I can see her breathing rapidly. What were just a few tears earlier is now a steady stream. She doesn’t say anything, won’t even look at me, but I can’t watch her cry like this.
I shift on the small, overstuffed sofa and drape my arm around her. The top of her head fits perfectly into the crook of my shoulder. The scent of her hair takes over my senses; the sound of her softly sniffling through her tears tugs at my heart.
I alternate between squeezing her arm and tracing my fingers up over her shoulder. When she seems to have gathered her emotions, calming down a bit, my instincts take over and I act seemingly without thinking.
Or maybe I am thinking and I’m just afraid of what I’m thinking.
Gently pressing my lips to the top of her soft, brown hair feels like second nature. She tenses momentarily, and I realize I may have just overstepped my boundaries.
“Sorry about that.” I straighten in my seat and try to move my arm, but her fingers fall to my forearm. She looks up at me through long lashes with puffy, red eyes from crying.
“Don’t be.” Her voice is soft, angel-like. “It’s nice to be held.”
That piece of information prompts me to pull her even closer. “Well, I’m glad I could be of service.”
She laughs softly and then takes a deep breath before she shifts to move away from me, which just makes me pull her close once again. “Don’t,” planting another quick kiss to her head, “it’s nice to have someone to hold.”
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