Showing posts with label suspense/thriller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suspense/thriller. Show all posts

Monday, March 12, 2018

Waltz into Fire #NewRelease #romance #suspense #PNR #NewSeries #books #reading


Fallon and Zane must trust one another if they hope to win the desperate race against time with their souls on the line.

Waltz into Fire
What would you do if you heard fire whispering in your ear? Would you listen? What if that fire led you to your soul mate...only to discover he had two weeks left to live? Would you walk away or seize the time remaining? What if, during those few days, you learned the man you loved was linked to an evil entity? Do you trust your love?

Firefighter, Fallon Anderson, believes she’s gone mad. While she searches for a young boy in a blazing house, the fire speaks to her, guiding her to his location. Once she has him safely outside, the boy is whisked off to the hospital while a handsome paramedic onsite tends to her injuries. Though she’s sworn off men since her last boyfriend broke her heart, she might make an exception for the attractive medic.

Zane West’s days are numbered. Down to less than three weeks, he spends what time he has left saving lives. He’s impressed by the sexy firefighter carrying the kid from the burning home. Attraction flares, but with only a few days of his life remaining, what would be the point of starting a relationship? However, her injuries dictate otherwise, and when he patches up Fallon, sparks fly between them…literally.

Passion ignites regardless of the secrets they both struggle to keep hidden. And it’s those very secrets that hurl them into a paranormal battle. Fallon and Zane will have to trust one another with their deepest fears if they hope to win the desperate race against time where the prize on the line is their souls. Only together can they hope to survive.

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#NewRelease #romance #suspense #PNR #NewSeries #books #reading

Friday, February 21, 2014

It's Official -- Release Day has Arrived!

We are thrilled to announce the release of the third book in our 1Night Stand Pararescueman Series: Explosive Conditions! We packed as much action and romance as we could into it. Let us know what you think. We'd love to hear from you!

OH - and be sure to check out the contest listed at the end of this blog!


Explosive Conditions
A 1Night Stand Story
Pararescuemen Series – Book 3
 

BLURB:
....Staff Sergeant Zeke “Diz” Matthews never forgot the woman he rescued from a burning boat. She invades his dreams at night and thoughts of her distract his days. Fed up with his cranky change in demeanor, his teammates urge him to take advantage of Madame Eve's 1Night Stand dating service.
....Kaci Phillips needs to start a new life. But she struggles to move on from the horrific event that claimed her whole family. When she reconnects with the sexy Air Force pararescueman who saved her six months earlier, the weight she's been carrying at last lifts.
....What begins as a hot, frenzied night of passion in each other’s arms ends with gunfire, blood, and the threat of death. With the odds stacked against them, can Zeke and Kaci defuse such explosive conditions?

Genre: Contemporary, military romance, erotic romance, suspense/thriller
Heat level: 4
Word count – 17k
Cover art by Fiona Jayde


 



EXCERPT:
....Glancing up, he nodded to the captain in the pilothouse, who returned the gesture and gave him a friendly smile. Zeke tied off the tender, stepped onto the swim platform, and made his way up to a shaded teak deck.
....He bit back the urge to whistle. As far as boats went, this one was impressive. He entered the ship’s interior and pushed his sunglasses up on his head. Crisp white linen covered a table to his right. In the center, a silver bucket with ice chilled a bottle of champagne, and two crystal flutes flanked the bubbly.
....Nice.....A quick scan of the rest of the room left him with the impression of lavish comfort. Somehow, the mix of gold colors and warm-toned wood eased his angst. Yeah, he shouldn’t let the location of his one-night stand detract from his blind date. Who gave a crap if the boat reminded him of Kaci? His mission was to get laid, so he could clear his head and move on.
....Beyond the room divider, he noticed the end of a bar. Was there a bottle of Scotch stocked back there? Because he sure could use a shot to take the edge off. As he rounded the partition, he stumbled to a stop. A petite woman with short red hair stood at the bar with her back to him. The plush carpet must have masked his approach because she tapped her fingernails on the granite counter, offering no sign of being aware of him.
....His gaze dipped below her copper strands to her backless dress. Damn. All that creamy skin sent lust jolting through him. Not to mention the way the black fabric hugged her like a wet suit, displaying one mighty fine looking ass. The hemline stopped mid-thigh, and at the very bottom of her long, toned legs, stilettos graced her feet, adding at least four inches to her height. Oh yeah, he could work with that.
....He cleared his throat. “Uh, hi. My name’s Zeke. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The redhead turned to face him, and the blood rushed from his head. Sea green eyes met his. Shock rolled through him with such force, his whole axis tilted.



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RELEASE DAY CONTEST
 
In our Garland & Gould book, Love & Curses, who cursed the tattoo artist. Noooo, you don't have to buy it (although you could - LOL). The answer can be found here on the blog. Send your answer to Debbie at mountecho2006@yahoo.com.

All those who send Debbie the correct answer will be in the running to win their choice of a tin of chocolate hearts from Pure Madness Chocolates (pictured right) or a $20 Amazon gift card!

Contest closes Monday, 8 p.m. EST. Winner announced the following day. Good luck!

 

Monday, February 17, 2014

Crack that Whip Girl!

Debbie: Oh stop your blushing, I’m not spilling any of your secrets…yet…

Laura: What? I don’t have any secrets. You’re the one with the hip boots, chickie!

Debbie: I meant the writing whip, and for your info, I don’t have hip boots. We haven’t taken up waterfowl hunting yet.

Laura: Riiiight.

Debbie: Okay, so I guess its pony up time or whatever that saying is. We fell WAY below our goal last year. Granted our goal may have been a tad bit aggressive.

Laura: Yeah, probably. But at least we got ONE book out.

Debbie: As opposed to the ten we wanted, lol. But we need to do soooo much better. We do have three stories in progress, I just feel that with the slow down from holidays and this rotten cold I’ve had for six weeks that its hard getting that momentum back.

Laura: Hmm…and now I’ve got that cold. You sent it to me, didn’t you?

Debbie: Hey, I’m all about sharing. Anyway, I know we’ve never cranked ‘em out the way some do. We have our own quirky methods, and I wonder if it’s different for those of us that co-author. Well, I guess it would be, but maybe we can brainstorm some ideas to get our butts in gear and share for others that might find them helpful.

Laura: So what are you talking, like a list or something? Ooo, I like lists!

Debbie: *eye roll* This I know. Sure, a list is fine if that makes you happy. Go…Now…I’m timing you.

Laura: Ummm.

#5 Step away from the pastries.

Debbie: Pastries? That’s the awesome advice we are going with?

Laura: I don’t know about you, Deb, but I find it darn difficult to type anything with a bearclaw in one hand. That single-finger poking one key after another really cuts down on my daily word count.

Debbie: Oh good God, really? Just shove it in and get back to work. No need to nibble.

Laura: Good gosh! You would do that to a bearclaw? Just muck it down like it was a… a… a common donut? You’d probably slam down a cheese Danish, too. One bite. Gone. A bearclaw needs to be savored, enjoyed…as does a cheese Danish. Cramming it in your mouth in a single bite is just…wrong. I can’t believe this information didn’t come to light earlier. Color me shocked!

Debbie: Cheese Danish???  I think I just threw up in my mouth. A donut is a donut is a donut. No need to get all orgasmic over it. Moving on! What about music? Does that work on getting you motivated?

Laura: What? I’m still distracted by the image of you with an entire bearclaw in your mouth. Your cheeks are puffed out and when you talk little bits of bearclaw shoot out. OMG! You’re choking. I have to do the Heimlich and save you!

Debbie: I don’t talk with my mouth full, my mamma taught me some manners. And you’re in Alabama, darling. How you gonna manage the Heimlich.

Laura: See, I already knew how awesome your mamma is, which is why I was so shocked to see those bits of bearclaw flying out. Okay. So you’re up for #4. Annnd go!

Debbie: I told you…Oh never mind. What about writing yourself a weekly goal, like six thousand words a week? Would that help you get back into the swing of writing?

Laura: Is that #4?

Debbie: Holy crap. Have you had your caffeine today? Please try to keep up. We are trying to fix a problem here and help others out at the same time. Sheesh.

Laura: Yep. And people like lists cause they’re orderly and easy to remember.

Debbie: okay I give up. Here we go.

1.     Make yourself weekly realistic goals.

2.     Read. I always want to write after reading a good book.

3.     Make notes throughout your day. If something about your story comes to mind during the day, jot it down. Keeps you energy for your story going.

4.     Brainstorm. When we brainstorm together it always gets me jazzed up to write. Plus we are able to work through roadblocks much easier when we talk it out.

5.     Last but not least, WRITE! Just sit down and do it. If its been a while and you think it sounds like crap, then rewrite. But bottom line is if you don’t start now, you won’t do it tomorrow either.

Laura: Now you’re talking. There’s a list both new writers and established authors can live by.

Debbie: No thanks to you. And, no, strep throat is no excuse for flightiness. Take your meds, get caffeine and sleep (not necessarily in that order) and be ready to get back to business. I’m cracking down. This is your final warning.

Laura: Sure. (cough cough). I’m going to bed.

Debbie: Ummm, what about plugging our Friday release???

Debbie: Laura??? Helloooooo??? Why must I do everything? Well I’m only giving a teaser. You guys will have to tune back in on Friday for the excerpt and good stuff. Like maybe even a giveaway or two. HAHAHA! She’s gone to bed so, yeah, there will be two giveaways Friday. Teach her for going to bed. Sick smick.

Explosive Conditions
Book 3 of the Pararescuemen series
Blurb:....Staff Sergeant Zeke “Diz” Matthews never forgot the woman he rescued from a burning boat. She invades his dreams at night and thoughts of her distract his days. Fed up with his cranky change in demeanor, his teammates urge him to take advantage of Madame Eve's 1Night Stand dating service.
....Kaci Phillips needs to start a new life. But she struggles to move on from the horrific event that claimed her whole family. When she reconnects with the sexy Air Force pararescueman who saved her six months earlier, the weight she's been carrying at last lifts.
....What begins as a hot, frenzied night of passion in each other’s arms ends with gunfire, blood, and the threat of death. With the odds stacked against them, can Zeke and Kaci defuse such explosive conditions?

 
Debbie: That’s all we got folks. If you have any great ideas to help an author or two get over a writing slump, leave us a comment. Would love some more advice.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Cover Reveal: #1NightStand Pararescuemen Return with Explosive Conditions @DecadentPub


LJ: It's always a good day when you get the cover for your next book. You look at it, the layout, the colors, the hot guy <g>, and wonder if it portrays the blood, sweat, and tears you worked into your story.

DEBBIE: Blood, sweat and tears, wasn't that a band back in your day?

LJ: Uhh. Back in my day? Honey, I’m a few months younger than you. So that would be back in “the” day or “our” day. LMAO As far as the cover we’re here to talk about is concerned, the answer for me is a resounding YES! The design really captures the essence of Staff Sergeant Zeke “Diz” Matthews’ story.

DEBBIE: Love, love, love it! Of course Decadent has awesome cover artists. We haven’t been let down yet! AND, Zeke is a hottttttie!

LJ: Yes he is! Intense. Strong. Determined. And the guy on the cover really conveys that, I think.

DEBBIE: Yessirreebob!

LJ: LMAO A bit enthusiastic there, aren’t we? Wonder what our readers think….

DEBBIE: Well, they’ll love it of course. They have great taste!

(Unofficial) BLURB:

Staff Sergeant Zeke “Diz” Matthews never forgot the woman he rescued from a burning boat. She invades his dreams at night and thoughts of her distract his days. Fed up with his cranky change in demeanor, his teammates urge him to take advantage of Madame Eve's 1Night Stand dating service.
Kaci Phillips needs to start a new life. But she struggles to move on from the horrific event that took her mother, father, and brother. When she reconnects with the sexy Air Force pararescueman who rescued her six months earlier, the weight she's been carrying at last lifts.
What starts as a hot, frenzied night in each other’s arms ends with gunfire, blood, and the threat of death. With the odds against them, can Zeke and Kaci diffuse such explosive conditions?



Friday, February 15, 2013

Can the Experience of an 80 Year Old Help a Teenager? Check out Liza O'Connor's Saving Casey


DEBBIE: Hi all. Today we have Liza O'Connor in the house!
LAURA: Oh! Awesome! Welcome, Liza.
DEBBIE: Yes, welcome.
LAURA: This book sounds wonderful. What inspired you to write Saving Casey?
LIZA: Partly from situations that occurred when I was in jr. high and highschool and partly from watching current teens in my neighborhood struggle.
LAURA: Yes, I remember being a teen. It was tough. Everything that happened seemed so big and out of my control.
DEBBIE: Yeah, it was a hard time growing from a child into an adult. What about the parents of these kids in your neighborhood?
LIZA: They have great parents, but that doesn’t seem to help them. Made me wonder if older life experience is irrelevant to a current teen’s problem.
LAURA: I know I've thought, "If I only knew then what I know now."
DEBBIE: You think that from one day to the next. LOL
LAURA: LOL! Do not!
DEBBIE: So, Liza, how does life experience fit in with your story?
LIZA: I created a very troubled teen and then when she died, sent a highly experienced 80 year old woman into her body. That way I could see if life experience helps.
DEBBIE: Very cool idea!
LAURA: Yeah! And does it?
LIZA: Certainly wasn’t a cure all. Read the book and tell me what you think.
DEBBIE: It's already on my TBR list.
LAURA: Mine, too! :) Hey, Deb, don't we have a blurb and excerpt around here for our readers?
DEBBIE: Yep. Here it is....


Saving Casey
by Liza O’Connor

BLURB:
Having been diagnosed with cancer, Cass Goldman decides to opt out of any futile medical care and end her life. While she has some thoughts on afterlife, she never expects to reincarnate into the body of a seventeen-year-old girl named Casey Davidson.

When she awakens in a hospital, Cass discovers two disturbing facts: One, she is now inside the body of a troubled teenager, and two, the former owner of this body committed suicide, but only Cass knows that. Everyone else believes Casey has survived, but suffered a complete memory loss. Cass has two choices: to take on Casey’s life and turn it around, or to confess the truth about her reincarnation and end up in a mental asylum. Given this second chance to life, Cass decides to take on the future life of Casey—the frightening ghoul-faced teen with short, black, spiky hair.

Every person around Cass has an ulterior motive and discovering the truth of Old Casey’s life is more complicated than the “new math” she is forced to learn in school. In addition, Cass has to contend with raging teenage hormones and the prior crimes of Old Casey, which she might not remember, but everyone else certainly does. However, her biggest frustration concerns her feelings for her father’s rugged security specialist who sees her only as a teenager and doesn’t want to explore the mutual attraction between them.

As determined as Cass is to turn this life around, Old Casey’s enemies are just as determined to end her life. She has no idea whom she can trust, but she’ll never survive going it alone.

Genre: Young adult, contemporary, suspense/thriller, sweet romance
Heat level: 2
Word count – 64k
Cover art by Fantasia Frog Designs
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EXCERPT
Upon settling down on the toilet, Cass noticed the floor to ceiling mirror facing her and screamed at the sight of the creature within it. Short black hair spouted about its head, black circles surrounded both eyes and fell like triangular knives down the cheeks. Black lips, stretched in horror as if in a nightmare. Pulling up her pants, she moved closer to the mirror.

She was a ghoul, an honest to God ghoul!

The door crashed open and her father stared at her, fear and panic clear in his eyes.

She touched her face. “Please tell me these aren’t permanent.”

His panic remained a second longer as her words filtered into his brain and then he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t worry, we will get them removedif you want to…”

“If? Oh, I definitely want them removed,” she said.

How can I turn around my life if I look like the walking dead from a low-grade monster movie?
 
 
LAURA: Wow, that looks great!
DEBBIE: Yes, it does!
LAURA: Hey, here's an author bio for Liza....
DEBBIE: Let's post it, too. Readers always want to know more about authors and where they can find them!
 

Author Bio:
Liza O'Connor lives in Denville, NJ, with her dog, Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, Liza learned to fly small Cessnas in New Jersey, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She's an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.
Blog and Website: http://www.LizaOConnor.com



 
 
 

 

Monday, February 4, 2013

Giveaway! Love & Curses by L.J. Garland & Debbie Gould

Are ya feelin' lucky?
LAURA: Hey, Deb. I'm feeling crazy.

DEBBIE: Hey, me too! Why don't we do something to celebrate our newest Cursed Ink series?

LAURA: Cool idea! And why don't we give away a free copy of Love & Curses to a random commenter?

DEBBIE: One copy? Pft! Let's give away TWO copies to TWO random commenters!!

LAURA: Okay, you wild woman. But we need to ask some wild question and have them come up with a creative answer....

DEBBIE: Let's do it!

LAURA: Deal! (to readers) Okay, guys....heeeere's your question! Best of luck!

BUY:
Amazon  |  ARe  |  Smashwords  |  Barnes & Noble

Curse of the Primate

On a trip to the Congo to take detailed notes on the mating habits of the dung beetle to garner a plum research grant, you set up camp near a local watering hole so you can observe the mating habits of the water buffalo. Quite noisy that. After clogging your ears with plugs, you try to sleep, but find the ruckus is intolerable. So, you grab a Twinkie (one of the last on planet Earth), wolf it down, and trek off into the jungle. One hundred yards in, you realize in your frenzy to escape the hullabaloo, you forgot to bring your rifle. No matter…you aren’t going back. No way. No how.

The moonlight dapples through the canopy, leaving intermittent spotlights of the jungle floor. You pause near a tree and rip open the cellophane and take out your Twinkie (the treat, not your…oh, never mind.) Before you can take even the first bite, some hits you hard on the head and you tumble to your knees. A shadowy figure skitters by, and a moment later, you stare at your hand—sans Twinkie—and promptly pass out.

An indeterminable time later, you open your eyes to find a baby ape sitting next to you. As you push yourself upright, you notice a suspicious white cream on his apish lips. Twinkie cream! That baby ape ate my Twinkie! The sweet creature pats you on the head, makes a cute noise, and crawls into your arms. Aww…it’s love at first hug.

“Where’s your mama?” you ask.

Dark eyes stare up at you as thought trying to comprehend your strange language.

“Did your mama abandon you?”

Surprisingly, the baby nods.

Taking this as a sign, you pack up camp (research grant be damned…this baby ape needs you!), and squirrel your new babe back home. (And by squirrel, you obviously kidnapped the critter and broke several intercontinental, animal rights laws, and port charges in order to get him into your tiny one-bedroom apartment without anyone seeing). When you arrive, you call the local grocery store and order fifty hands of bananas and whatever treats that are close to Twinkies.

You get away with all this for a year and become so attached to your friend that you name him. He’s family. You’ll do anything to protect him.

Then, your best bud’s nosy ex comes sniffing around…and bam, the jig is up…or the ape is out of the bag…or whatever other terms you care to put this in. Anyway, before you can spit a lick—or is that lickety-split?—your ape is gone. Shipped off to some zoo, where you know they won’t give him the tasty treats you spoil him with. Your heart is broken.

Unknown to your best bud’s nosy ex, you also dabble in the mystic arts. You wait in your car outside the local strip joint until you spot her stumbling out into the dark alley, drunk as all get out. You come up behind her.

“Hey, Brad’s ex!”

She whirls around. “Hey, what?”

“You took my ape!”

Her bloodshot eyes widen. “Naw, naw. Now, ya got that all wrong. I didn’t go touchin’ nobody's ape. I’m not that kinda girl. I like guys...and sometimes girls if they smell like Slim Jims.”

Yeah, she’s toast, but that doesn’t deter you from your mission. You jab a finger in her direction. “Now, you’re gonna pay!”

Now you have to curse Brad’s nosey ex for shipping off the best ape you ever shared a one-bedroom apartment with. Make sure you use his name in the curse. And be sure to tell our readers how it all turned out!

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

New Release: In My Sights


Can a 1Night Stand save Bobby & Siobhan's lives
from a sniper who wants them dead?
BUY

BLURB:
....Six months ago, Siobhan Cantrell’s world was changed forever by a sniper’s bullet. The incident transformed her from a secure confident woman to a recluse, afraid to leave her own home. When her friends urge her to re-enter the world of the living, they suggest Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand dating service. Nervous, she signs up and learns the company is renown for in-depth background checks and safe encounters. So, how dangerous could it be?
....Sergeant Bobby Martin has witnessed Madame Eve’s magic firsthand. His teammate found true love through her service. Still a skeptic but giving in to peer pressure, the Air Force Pararescueman signs himself up. When he meets Siobhan, his doubts fly out the window—unfortunately bullets start flying in them. Determined to protect her from a sniper that won’t give up, Bobby vows to keep her safe. As their chemistry ramps up, so does the sniper’s attempts.
....Can Bobby keep Siobhan alive, or will the killer catch them in his sights?


Genre: Contemporary, military romance, erotic romance, suspense/thriller
Heat level: 4
Word count – 16k



Excerpt:
....“Look, I’m not gonna lie to you.” He loosened his hold on her while he perused her face, settling on her mouth. “I wasn’t sure about this one-night thing to start with, but after seeing you…well, I can definitely follow through. No problem.” He shifted his attention to her face, the naked heat swirling in his baby blues causing her breath to catch. “But after what all you told me, I want you to know I get it. We can play this thing any way you want. Fast. Slow. Or I can just hold you.” He trailed his fingers up and down her arms, sending delicious tingles along her skin. “Though I’ll admit, that’s not my first choice.”
....She stared at him. God, he was such a gentleman. Without hesitating, she lifted onto her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, crushed her mouth against his, and…holy crap, what a kiss! Her pulse jumped, her head spun. A fire sparked deep inside her, and her breath caught at the passion winding through her. She didn’t know what she’d been expecting exactly, but not anything like this.
....Before she melted into a puddle at his feet, she broke the kiss and gazed up at him. “Does that answer your question?”
....A sexy grin curved his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”