Showing posts with label The Wild Rose Press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Wild Rose Press. Show all posts

Friday, August 24, 2012

Release Day for Sugar Walls!

Megan let me hijack her blogging day so I could officially announce that my latest (very) short story, Sugar Walls is available from The Wild Rose Press (Wilder Roses)!  You can find it here!



When Emilie is dumped by her boyfriend, best friend Jack Voss offers a shoulder and a place to live--the other side of his duplex. He’s always there, fixing her problems, her car, her sink. Emilie doesn’t know what she’d do without him, or with the feelings she’s having for him. His shoulder doesn’t just offer comfort anymore; his touch is a turn-on. Their shared wall is the only thing keeping them from sharing a bedroom—and fanning the flames might risk breaking something that Jack can’t fix.


Want an excerpt?

A glance back down at the man who was driving her crazy nearly made her moan. He shifted, his ass moved and his thighs flexed as he crawled forward a few inches. The denim of his worn jeans hugged him as tightly as Em dreamed of doing and, before she had time to think about it, she took a step Forward, hands outstretched to snatch hold of the prize. She stopped herself just in time and tucked her hands behind her back to keep from doing something stupid.

“So, Jack?” Her voice was tight with desire and discomfort.

“Hmm?” He peeked at her over one shoulder, a smile in those midnight blue eyes, then quickly returned his attention to the pipe.

“Almost done?” She hoped so, because at this rate, she’d come just from thinking about him.

“Nearly there. Leak’s almost plugged.”

I’ve got a leak you can plug. Her panties soaked with more cream than any one woman should have when she envisioned him plunging into her, filling her pussy with his hard cock. Heat rushed up her neck, and her heart pounded so loudly, surely he could hear it. Dear God. She tried to picture herself in a cold shower to kill some of the heat but cursed again when he joined her there in her mind and slid soapy hands over her damp skin, across her breasts, and down her—

“There.” His voice jolted her out of the hot daydream, and she jumped an inch off the floor. He backed out from the cupboard and turned to smile at her. “All fixed.”



Sunday, January 15, 2012

Sunday Book Video ~ Animal Attraction by Jenna McClure



Environmental consultant Emmalyn Ashmore is outraged when she discovers the last minute replacement for guest speaker at her annual conference is none other than Adam McLean, a cattle rancher, whose lifestyle represents everything she loathes.

Adam McLean has never met a more contrary woman. From the moment Emmalyn opens her mouth, he knows she's exactly the type of woman he doesn't need in his life—ever.

As the sparks fly, Emma realizes there's more at stake than conserving the environment. She has to figure out how to conserve her heart, before she loses it forever.

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Website: www.jennamcclure.com.
This has some bio info and an excerpt, as well as the links to TWRP and Amazon for buying my book. It also has my Blog and a Forum for readers to participate in. Check it out!

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jenna-McClure/141729892552797

Twitter: @JennaMcClureRW

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Monday, October 10, 2011

Monday Author Interview ~ LaVerne Clark



The fantastic LaVerne Clark is here today talking about her work, movies that make her cry and her heritage. Come on. You know you want to read on!

I know I do. Let’s get this interview started. Where are you from?



I’m a New Zealander and live in the coastal town of Nelson, at the top of the South Island. The scenery is incredible with mountains edging us and National Parks dotted around. The beaches are clean and safe, and when the sun is out (which is most of the time - Nelson is the sun-shine capital of our country) there are few other places more beautiful.

Sounds fantastic. What is the hardest scene you have had to write (published or not)? Why?

Oh, my. I’m blushing just thinking of it : ) That would have to be the sex-scene in Guardian of the Jewel. The sexual tension had been building from the moment they set eyes on each other, and so I wanted the scene to be both hot and sensual. Trouble was, I couldn’t stop thinking my folks would probably read it! Then I told myself to stop being ridiculous. I hadn’t had anything published yet, and the likelihood of them reading it was not high. So, I wrote the scene purely for the characters. Then I got the wonderful news that The Wild Rose Press would like to publish my story! After the excitement, my next thought was of THAT scene – and the people reading it! In case you’re wondering, my mother loved it and my father closed his eyes and thought of England : )

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

There was a nationwide competition for Primary schoolchildren, organized by the Coca Cola factory, to write a story about the processes that went into the making of Coca Cola. We’d been for a school visit, took notes, and had a week to write it. My idea was to write the story from the point of view of a bottle called Bob. Bob spoke about how he came to be, what it felt like to be cleaned, then filled with this delicious, tickly liquid. We travelled with him as he got placed in a refrigerator in a shop and then bought by a thirsty little girl. After she’d had her fill, he got dumped, sorted and then finally squashed by the compacting machines. Just when you think that was the end of Bob – he pops up again saying, “Hello. I’m back with a new shiny coat.” So a happy ending after all. My teacher loved the story and thought I had a great chance to win the competition, but a few days later took me aside to say the organizers wouldn’t accept it. It wasn’t factual enough for them. I’ll never forget the disappointment in her eyes – more so than me. That was my first taste of rejection. Nothing like learning from a young age! : )

I’ve been hooked ever since.


And we’re glad you were hooked, but not rejected. That's no fun. What does your family think of your writing?

My family is hugely supportive and proud of what I do. My son (he’s 10) wonders why I won’t let him read my book as he loves to read as well. My husband has been a huge help with my current WIP – probably because it’s about a heroine with super-hero ability. He keeps coming up with cool scenes, and after hashing it out together, we come up with something that fits the story. It’s been a lot of fun.

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?

Ooo – what a difficult question to answer! I’m going to sneak in two here : ) My favorite romance author would have to be the great LaVyrle Spencer. Her characters are so real and no-one writes emotion with such honesty and depth as she does. I was in mourning the day I heard she’d retired from writing. My other would be a toss-up between Diana Gabaldon and Jodi Picoult – but I think Jodi has the edge, just. I love how Ms. Picoult shows us the two sides to a controversial topic, and constantly reminds us life is never black and white.

Yes, she does. We like both. Can you share a little of your current work with us?

I’d love to! I’m working on a super-hero themed novella in response to a submission call from Samhain Publishing.

Jenna Thomas is a loner. Labeled a freak when she was younger because of her ability to ‘call’ creatures and take on their attributes, she keeps to herself as an adult, not letting anyone close. But that all changes the day she saves a young boy from drowning in extraordinary circumstances, and the story goes viral.

Nick Hawke, an off-duty policeman catches the end of the drama and investigates the incident, not sure what to believe. His cynicism and growing attraction to Jenna is put to the test when word of her abilities gets out, thrusting her into the limelight. His protective instincts kick in when she is targeted by some very dangerous people who’ll stop at nothing to get her under their control.


What animal do you think makes the best pet and why?

You can’t beat a greyhound : ) We adopted our ex-racing greyhound, Jazzy, two years ago and she has been just the most wonderful addition to our family you could imagine. She’s loyal, gives unconditional love, always happy to see you, teaches the children compassion and is the biggest couch potato you could imagine. They are truly the easiest breed of dog to own if you’ve got a busy family life.

Awww. We love dogs, too. What is your heritage?

I’m a true Bitzer (bits of this and bits of that), with Maori, Irish, English and French ancestry. Although I look like a typical Irish Coleen, I’m fascinated by my Maori heritage. A current WIP has a heroine who is half-Maori called Aroha. Aroha is the Maori word for love. I’m loving the research into the culture and protocol that is present in everyday Maori life and enjoying getting to know more about that side of my ancestry.

You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

Oh – I’d LOVE to be able to do this! Just for the record – I loathe bullies, but I’d love to erase the one day I joined in and became one.

There was this boy in my class who was overweight, spoke with a lisp and who had full, shiny red lips. I’d always been nice to him, especially as others weren’t. It was yet another day, and he was being taunted by the others at our table. I sneered at him and made a nasty comment. I remember the others looking at me with approval – but it was his face I will never forget. He looked up at me with wounded eyes, his mouth open in shock – and then he turned bright red and ducked his head. Oh, how I wish I could turn the clock back. I’ve never felt so low. The good news is that I’ve found and friended him on facebook and he has a great life. He’s lost weight, traveled the world and has a lot of friends who appreciate the great person he is.


Aww, but at least you learned, yanno? Have you ever cried during a movie? If yes, which one and why?

Two movies come to mind immediately. The Green Mile – no need to explain that one : ) and the other is a New Zealand, Once Were Warriors. Oh. My. Gosh. My husband and I came out of that movie theatre shaking and with tears running down our cheeks. So were the rest of the crowd who’d gone in the see it. It is a powerful, hard-hitting movie about a low-income Maori family living with domestic abuse and alcoholism. There are some beautiful moments in the movie too – but one scene in particular had me bawling like a baby. Not a movie easily forgotten, that’s for sure.

Yes! I cried during The Green Mile, too. Do you like thunderstorms?

I LOVE thunderstorms and I blame that on my mother : ) When we were little, if the thunder and lightning started up, Mum would yell out, “It’s cuddle-weather!” and we’d all go running up to her for a big squeeze. We’d all sit huddled in front of the picture-window and watch Mother Nature put on her show. I do that with my own children now and it never fails to warm my heart.

Want to know more about Guardian of the Jewel? Here you go!



After coming to terms with the brutal death of her husband by unknown thugs half a world away from New Zealand, Amy Hamblin concentrates on bringing up their son alone, struggling to make their dream of an action-adventure tourism venture a success. When a dark, dangerous-looking man knocks on her door late at night claiming to be a guest, the safe, quiet life she’d created is suddenly anything but...

Gabriel Ryan’s task of finding the priceless blue diamond Amy’s husband stole from
an organized crime ring, is made all the more difficult by the attraction that sizzles between them. Playing a role had never been so hard, and now, with a ruthless killer on the trail of the missing jewel as well, he needed his wits about him to keep them all alive.

Buy Link: http://www.thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=137&products_id=4283

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Guardian-Jewel-Night-ebook/dp/B004AHKBYY/ref=pd_rhf_p_t_1

My Blog: http://www.laverneclark.blogspot.com/


Thursday, April 8, 2010

Happy Dancing!!!

I finally have a release date for "Shut Up & Kiss Me" -- this story will be available from The Wild Rose Press, Wilder Roses on May 21st!

YAY!!!!!!!!!

Now that I have a date, I've started setting up some promotion. I'm working on getting some interviews out there, a couple of guest blogs and I've arranged to do a mini Virtual Tour with Goddess Fish Promotions.



I'm also having them make a book video for me which I hope will be ready soon.

:::shivers with excitement:::

If anyone would like to have me come visit their blog, I'd sure love the chance. Email me? I'm at mystiholiday AT gmail DOT com

And, who has more ideas about promotions? I'm open to suggestions.

In the meantime, would you mind if I shared a little bit of the story with you?



Here's the blurb:
Kasey Davenport and Cole Roberts—adversaries since junior high when Cole did nothing but pull her hair, snap her bra strap, and tease her mercilessly—find themselves unexpectedly thrown together when Kasey is in town on a layover. As always, sparks fly between them, but this time the attraction simmering close to the surface explodes into a passion neither of them expected or wanted.

After years of mutual avoidance and denying their attraction, can Kasey and Cole stop arguing long enough to discover if what they feel will last more than just one night?

And a excerpt to tantalize...

“Look,” he said. “You can stay. I’m on call this week anyway and working a million hours. I probably won’t be around much.”

“Still working for the nuthouse?” she taunted.

“The psychiatric hospital, yes. I’m nearly done with my residency.”

“Ooh...then you’ll officially be Dr. Jerk.” She got to her feet, and tipped her head back to see his face. She was normally at least eye level to a man, but Cole had more than his fair share of inches. She wondered if he had more than his fair share of inches somewhere else, too. Her tongue darted out to moisten her suddenly dry lips and her gaze slipped down to his zipper.

“You’re going to want to stop doing that, Kase.” Cole’s voice rumbled low in his throat.

“Doing what, Cole?” She was less than a foot from the man and her fingers itched to grab hold of him and yank that body against hers—a desire she’d had since she found out just how much fun a man’s cock could be. Maybe even before then.

“Looking like you’re ready to have me for dinner.”

His hands squeezed into tight fists at his side, and she was amazed to find quite a bulge in the front of his jeans. For her? He’d never shown the slightest bit of interest before, but there was no mistaking his interest now. Maybe it was time to dance with the devil.

“Mmm...now that you mention it, I am hungry.” A slow smile lifted the corners of her mouth and she raised her gaze from his crotch to his eyes—brown eyes so intense they nearly pierced a hole straight through to her heart. There was no denying her desire, or his. “Care to feed me?”


Hope you enjoy Kasey and Cole as much as I do.