Peace, Love, and a Dead Hippie Chick by N.R. Leigh

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Peace, Love and a Dead Hippie Chick Character Interview by N.R. Leigh

I first wrote my debut novel Peace, Love and a Dead Hippie Chick as a screenplay in 2009 titled Run Away Girls. Dabbling in Indie film production at the time, I was trying to get a feel for the behind the scenes process in an effort to hone my screen writing. After I finished the script, I optioned it to several producers—all who encouraged me to adapt it into a novel—to further develop the cast of colorful characters. Here are some character interview questions from author Marcel Proust, which I used to get inside the three Hippie Chicks’ heads…


What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Kara: Living unencumbered by others ideals and judgments, with a family that I love.

What is your current state of mind?
Kara: Scared, in defensive mode, and constantly on the move.

What is your greatest fear?
Kara: Being a slave to others’ wants and desires. Being forced to do something I refuse.

What is your greatest regret?
Kara: Letting him get into the car on New Year’s Eve.


What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Amy: Graduating high school a half year early so I could take over Angel Wings Cleaning Service for Mama until her back heals up.

What’s your most treasured possession?
Amy: My Bible.

Which talent would you most like to have?
Amy: At this point I’d take any, but if I had to choose, it would be the ability to talk to God.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Amy: I haven’t had a true love yet, but I’m hoping it will be Jimmy!


What is your greatest extravagance?
Natasha: Walking away from the privilege I was born into. I could have anything that money could buy, but all I wanted was what it couldn’t: my escape.

What is your most marked characteristic?
Natasha: I guess others would say my beauty.

What do you most value in your friends?
Natasha: The ability to let loose and explore.

What is the quality you most like in a man?
Natasha: There are too many to list…

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
Natasha: Prudence.

Ultimately, I’m happy I took the producers’ advice and got to know the Hippie Chicks deeper than the screenplay would allow. I plan to option the novel again in the near future. There’s plenty of talk and criticism in Hollywood about the lack of leading roles for women. I could see AnnaSophia Robb as Amy, Dakota Johnson as Kara, and Odeya Rush as Natasha. Not to mention the three supporting male characters Jimmy, Rock-n-Roll, and Ian who would be a dream to cast; and the multiple villains who would not.

MediaKit_BookCover_PeaceLoveAndADeadHippieChickPeace, Love, and a Dead Hippie Chick follows the intertwining journeys of three young women in the mid-1990s who go on the road and off the grid, and leave their worlds behind. Each woman falls into a dangerous subculture of sex, drugs, and rock and roll in an attempt to attain her own sense of peace, love, and freedom.

KARA, a middle-class Midwestern girl, flees her painful past after a tragic accident claims a loved one, only to learn—after a violent attack—that there’s no safety among friends or strangers. Survival rests in her hands alone as she escapes into the wilderness of New Mexico.

NATASHA, born into privilege, rebels against her family’s expectations as she follows the Grateful Dead concert tour circuit, selling contraband and exploring her sexual freedom.

AMY, an impoverished Southern belle, becomes love-struck when an exotic drifter passes through town, deciding to leave home and follow him.

This intricately interwoven coming-of-age tale delves into the connection between strangers and the premise that the grand orchestration of life goes well beyond chance.

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Friday, April 13, 2012
Eighteen Years Later

I’ve heard it said that Volkswagen buses choose their owners and not the other way around. Some believe they’re engineered and built with a secret mojo that allows this to be true. Ask anyone who’s ever owned one, and they’ll tell you it’s so. I wonder whom this one chose. During my entire life, it’s been sitting like a convict on death row, imprisoned in the rear corner of our jungle property next to our dog Parker’s grave—over eighteen years now, grass growing over its wheel wells and tropical foliage climbing onto the windshield, awaiting execution by vegetation. I hadn’t paid much attention to it until this morning. My parents had never spoken of it.


Daylight broke through the fronds of the areca palms as I stepped onto the sod—the lawn was wet with morning dew—and began to dribble my soccer ball along the length of it. I drilled the ball, sending it sailing across the yard and directly onto the van’s back door, popping it open. Cursing my crooked instep kick, I pushed through the tangled waist–‐‑deep flora in an attempt to close the hatch but climbed inside out of curiosity. The license plate reads New Mexico, Land of Enchantment. Although born in Arizona, I’ve never technically set foot in the United States. We moved here when I was an infant.

About the Author: MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_PeaceLoveAndADeadHippieChickN.R. Leigh began her writing career in 2007 as a featured columnist for the guerrilla newspaper The Uncommon Sense. She since has written books as an expert on personal health and wellness under the pseudonym Nicci Leigh.

She was inspired to write her debut novel, Peace, Love, and a Dead Hippie Chick, by a conversation with a friend, who described a newspaper article regarding the events that surrounded a group of hippies’ visit to her small town and the havoc they caused. This crazy, fascinating account, coupled with N.R.’s experiences traveling the United States in her early 20s, gave birth to her story.

N.R. has a background in education and teaches aesthetics, yoga, Reiki, and related holistic modalities. Born and raised in Flint, Michigan, she currently lives in a rural coastal community in southwest Florida with her family and their Australian Kelpie, Sydney, who believes she’s a Tasmainian Devil.

N.R is inspired by funny people and those who create positive change and peace. Her friends and family describe her as driven, strong, silly, and independent. Something most people don’t know about her is that, at age eighteen, she aided police in the capture of a team of bank robbers.

N.R. is working on her first fiction series, Imagine Yasmin.

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Out Now – Testing Tom by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #erotica #romance #bdsm #femdom

11_20 TestingTomWhen Katrina’s ex, Tom, turns up on her doorstep, he’s literally the last person she was expecting to see. After dumping her and running off with a vanilla chick, Tom broke the Domme’s heart and left her seriously hurting. So when he returns, begging for another chance, Katrina is understandably very confused and protective of her bruised feelings. She finds it very difficult to believe that he’s turned his back on a vanilla lifestyle for good and wants to be with her, a professional dominatrix. Rather than letting her head or her heart figure out what to do, whether to forgive him, she decides to put Tom through a series of challenges that will prove his devotion to her—or not. Testing Tom is not something she’d ever expected she’d have to do, but to her, it’s the only way she can be sure whether he’s back for good.

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Katrina was halfway through an episode of her favorite drama series when her doorbell rang. She jumped, gasping as her heart lurched painfully, then pressed ‘pause’ on the remote control. Wincing slightly as she unfolded her legs from beneath her bottom—she’d been watching the program back-to-back for a couple of hours and she was stiff—she moved to the window and peered out through a gap in the curtains, careful not to let the mystery visitor see her, should she need to ignore them. Cold callers were common in her area, and drove her crazy. If she wanted to buy something, she’d contact them, not the other way around.

As it happened, it wasn’t a salesperson. She ducked back from the window, clenched her hands into fists.

“What the fuck is he doing here?”

He was literally the last person she’d expected to see standing at her door. Prince William or George Clooney would have been less of a shock.

For there, outside her house, stood the man that had broken her heart several months ago. Thomas Black. She hadn’t seen hide nor hair of him since, and now, totally out of the blue, he’d turned up.

Katrina contemplated ignoring him, going back to her show and pretending she wasn’t in. But apparently that wasn’t an option.

“I know you’re there, Katrina,” he yelled through the letterbox, “your car is on the drive, and I can see the glow of the telly through the curtains.”

Katrina decided it was time to get thicker curtains. Not wanting to cause a scene, which her nosey neighbors would no doubt adore, she moved to the front door, unlocked it and flung it open.

“Get in,” she said, quickly closing the door behind him, then turning to face her unwanted visitor. “What the hell do you want?”

He held his hands up in supplication, then spoke. “Look, I know I’m probably the last person you expected to see—wanted to see—but I have to talk to you. Please?”

He adopted the puppy-dog look he’d long-since perfected. Katrina sighed.

“You’ve got five minutes. Sit down.”

They moved over to the sitting area, and Katrina deliberately sat in the chair, so Tom couldn’t sit next to her. Settling onto the end of the sofa nearest to her, he clasped his hands together, presumably to summon his courage, and began.

“Kat, I’m here to say I’m sorry, all right? I was wrong, so wrong, to finish with you the way I did and go off with Alicia.”

“She dumped you, has she?” Katrina clenched her teeth, and felt the rage beginning to build inside her. If Tom thought he could come running back to her because his bimbo had ditched him, then he had another think coming.

“No,” he said firmly, and, she suspected, honestly. “I finished with her, actually. When I realized that I wasn’t happy with her. She never made me feel the way you do, Kat. Not once. And I know, I know it’s my fault. I wanted something… different from what we had, or at least I thought I did. I couldn’t help thinking at the time that what we did was wrong, was weird. Abnormal, even. So when Alicia started flirting with me at work, I started thinking perhaps I should try for something normal. Like everybody else out there.”

He fixed her with his soulful gaze, and continued. “But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Yes, Alicia offered me normality, a vanilla relationship, but I soon discovered it couldn’t satisfy me. Sure, she could make me come in all the usual ways—”

“Ugh, I don’t want to hear this, Tom. I don’t want to hear about your sex life with someone else!”

“Sorry, Kat. Please, just let me finish?”

When she gave a curt nod, he carried on speaking.

“Alicia could make me come in all the usual ways—I am just a man, after all—but it wasn’t the same. Wasn’t as good. It wasn’t long before I started to miss you, miss what we had together, both in and out of the bedroom. I ignored it for as long as I could, forced myself to make the effort with Alicia, but it just got to the stage where I couldn’t do it anymore. Couldn’t ignore what I was, what I enjoyed, what I needed. And that’s you, Kat. I need you, and everything that goes with you.”

As a Domme, Katrina had become an expert in hiding her feelings, whether she was aroused, angry, happy, sad… it was all stuffed behind a stern facial expression. Now, though, she almost faltered. When Tom had left her, she’d remained cool and silent until the door had slammed. Then she’d broken down. She’d been deeply in love with him, and his decision had left her devastated. Months down the line, her love for him hadn’t faded, not one bit, and the fact that he was here, right now, apparently trying to get her back, was something she’d never expected. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or throw something at him.

She didn’t do any of those things. She kept her face straight, her thoughts whizzing through her head at a hundred miles per hour. Eventually, after letting him squirm in his seat for a minute or so, she replied. “So what exactly are you saying, Tom? What do you want?” She knew the answer, but she wanted to make him suffer, the way he had done to her after ditching her for something, someone, that could never satisfy him.


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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at:


Character Development and Surprising Partnerships by Michelle Somers- Guest Blog

Long and Short Reviews welcomes Michelle Somers, author of the serial novel, Lethal in Love, which was released in six parts.  She’s here to talk with us a bit about:


Among the numerous questions I get asked about writing, many tend to be around my characters.

Are they real people? Do you base them on anyone you know? How do you come up with them?

These are all great questions, so I thought I’d jump in today and give you some answers, while giving you a little more insight into Lethal in Love’s lead character, Jayda Thomasz.

Jayda is a homicide detective based in Melbourne, Australia. Tough, sassy, driven. A coffee snob. Slow to trust. Deeply loyal. Wary of men. Hates reporters. But soft and sweet inside, if only you can negotiate through the bristles. The proverbial prickly-pear.

Her job is her everything and falls second only to her family. Potential relationships are measured against the perfection of her parents’. Her career path deliberately follows that of her father’s – a highly decorated detective and her number one hero. And if asked, she’d say her best friend is her little sister, Bec.

Is Jayda real? Absolutely. All my characters are real… in my imagination. Yes, I know that sounds weird, and no, I don’t see dead people (or imaginary people, come to that).

For me to write a believable character, I have to believe in them.

So, yes, Jayda is real. She has real parents, a real sister and a real life.

I started with a photo. Then, slowly, brick by brick, experience by experience, I built what was a two-dimensional image into the multi-dimensional character that became Jayda Thomasz.

I filled her childhood with the normal mix of childhood stuff; climbing trees; scraping her knee, constantly; playing cops and robbers with Bec the Burglar (yes, Jayda was always the cop); getting into mischief and being grounded, way too many times to count.

Jayda’s first kiss was behind the old Community Centre with Benjamin Carmichael when she was ten. Curiosity led her to do it. Plus, he knew a heap of cool cop stuff, more than any of the other boys at school. But after that one kiss, and Ben hanging around more than Jayda would have liked, she decided kissing and boys just weren’t worth the bother.

Adulthood brought its own plethora of experiences that spanned three distinct phases in her life – pre, during and post her stint in the police academy.

Over time, the character who was to be the heroine in Lethal in Love began to take shape.

As I began to write and delve deeper into Jayda’s psyche, there were many sides to her character that came to light. For example, being a detective, she works long and irregular hours leaving no time for a pet. But if she were to have one, it would be a cat.

So as I continued to write, I introduced a cat into Lethal in Love – Tumbles – an odd little feline who happens to be a neighbour’s pet.

At this point I’m going to allow you inside my mind, into a little of the reasoning around Jayda and Tumbles and why I decided to bring the two together. It all hinges on quantum physics. Yes, that wonderful theory, ‘like attracts like’.

Tumbles was abandoned as a kitten; a stray tabby with unusual markings that make him distinctive and very recognisable. To draw a parallel, Jayda has deep auburn hair and rainforest green eyes, a combination that sets her apart from her adoptive family, all of whom are blonde with blue eyes.

Jayda’s left leg bears a large scar from the day her parents died in a house-fire when she was two. Tumbles also, is scarred, both physically and emotionally. As a kitten, an incident left his leg so badly damaged that he limps. And it is this incident that defines him. He is skittish, distrusting of strangers, not a clingy sort of pet to have around, but once you win him over, he’s yours forever. Loyal until the end. Are you picking the parallels?

Once you delve between the lines, it’s easy to see why Jayda shares a kinship with Tumbles that she doesn’t with anyone else in the book.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this very brief insight into Jayda’s character. And more, I hope that you enjoy reading her story, Lethal in Love.

I’d love to hear your thoughts, either before or after you read Jayda and Seth’s story. Please come and say ‘hi’ on Facebook, Twitter or Google+, or visit me at

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Lethal in Love is a steamy romantic suspense about an instinct-driven detective and a sexy, scoop-hungry reporter, both on the hunt for a sadistic killer.

Jayda Thomasz is a sassy homicide detective who never lets her emotions get in the way of a case. So when a serial killer re-emerges after 25 years, the last thing she expects is to catch herself fantasising over the hot, smooth-talking stranger who crosses the path of her investigation.

Seth Friedin is a reporter chasing the story that’ll make his career. When he enters the world of swinging for research, he never imagines he’ll be distracted by a hard-talking female detective whose kiss plagues his mind long after she’s gone.

Past experience has shown Jayda that reporters are ruthless and unscrupulous. But when the murders get personal, will she make a deal with the devil to catch the killer? How far will she and Seth have to go? And do you ever really know who you can trust?

About the Author: 11_20 MichelleMichelle Somers is a bookworm from way back. An ex-Kiwi who now calls Australia home, she’s a professional killer and matchmaker, a storyteller and a romantic.

Words are her power and her passion. Her heroes and heroines always get their happy ever after, but she’ll put them through one hell of a journey to get there.

Michelle lives in Melbourne, Australia with her real life hero and three little heroes in the making.

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Autumn Perspective by Adele Downs – Guest Blog and Giveaway

Autumn Perspective

by Adele Downs

Fall colors are some of the most beautiful in nature and the season is filled with opportunities to enjoy them. When I’m not writing books, I like to take my digital camera on the road in my home state of Pennsylvania and take photographs of places rich in history and agriculture.

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My picture taking is strictly a hobby, but photography is fun and relaxing, and gives me another outlet for my creative urges. My readers and blog followers seem to like my “eye”, or perspective, and that gives me incentive to continue finding subject matter I think might interest them.

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In fiction, the characters tell the story through their unique perspectives, or points of view (POV). We learn about the heroine, her hero, secondary characters, and the antagonist by the way they describe what they see, feel, and experience to the reader. The author animates the characters, but their voices tell the tale. A good storyteller avoids what’s called author intrusion and allows the characters to speak to readers in their individual style.

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One of my favorite releases NATURALLY YOURS is set in the fall. The cover artist used a colorful photograph to depict the hero and heroine, but their love story comes from their unique perspectives. Mickey is an Iraq war veteran turned paramedic, and Amanda is the organic foods chef determined to restore his zest for life through her cooking. Both see the world in black and white until they discover the transformative power of love beneath the light of the Harvest Moon.

11_20 adele SantaToTheRescueBlissCoverDo you have a favorite season of the year? Which is it, and why? Leave a comment and be automatically entered to win a Kindle gift copy of my sweet firefighter romance novella SANTA TO THE RESCUE.






11_20 adele Naturally YoursNATURALLY YOURS   by Adele Downs
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Who will save a man who saves the world?

Paramedic Mickey Kendall hasn’t slept a full night since his return from Iraq. He rescues victims by day and protects the innocent after dark. Mickey doesn’t do it for glory; he wants absolution, not admiration. He lives by the rule: No personal contact after a rescue. That code meets the ultimate test when Mickey saves a child’s life on a roadside and declines the parents’ invitation to dinner at their upscale restaurant.

Master chef Amanda Greer lives by the principle that delicious food and good company build bridges. When she learns Mickey has refused her business partners’ hospitality, she persuades him to change his mind. The handsome paramedic visits her restaurant and Amanda joins him at his table. Their unexpected chemistry turns kinetic and leads to a passionate kiss.

In Amanda’s arms, Mickey finds relief from the stressors that haunt him, but resists falling in love. When Amanda challenges him to face his demons and accept the love she offers, Mickey arrives at a crossroad. The war-weary paramedic must first save himself to claim the woman who reignites his passion for living and revives his wounded heart.

“You can’t go wrong with Adele Downs.” ~Will Work for Books


“They called you a hero in the press.” Her dark lashes lowered and lifted and she smiled at him with admiration shining in her eyes. “They were right, of course. What you did for Jack can never be repaid.”

Mickey winced at the hero reference. “I hate to disappoint you, but I only did what I’m trained to do.”

Amanda made sounds of disagreement low in her throat. “Elena told me at least a hundred and fifty cars passed her on the highway. Every one of them ignored her cries for help. Of all those people, don’t you think one might have been medically trained? Or at least cared enough to respond? No. You stopped. Only you.”

Oh. He hadn’t thought of that.

She pointed a finger at his chest. “There’s a difference between you and other people. There’s no other way to explain what happened on that roadway. Elena is convinced you’re special, and I never doubt her perceptions. That’s another reason why I wanted to meet you.”

Mickey stared into Amanda’s eyes and her pupils dilated. Her lips parted, ever so slightly, as if to welcome a kiss. Her tongue touched the inside of her bottom lip and disappeared. Mickey knew then, she felt it too. Synergy. Chemistry. An attraction so powerful it turned kinetic on contact.

Some called it love at first sight.

Amanda. Even her name was beautiful.

She took a sip of her drink and he watched her mouth and throat work the liquid. When she set down the tumbler, she wiped a droplet from the corner of her mouth with a trimmed, unpolished fingertip. Mickey wished he could have swiped the bead away with his tongue.

Amanda leaned closer and pressed a hand to his wrist. “Trained or not, you were the only stranger on that highway who had a heart.”

Mickey laid his hand over hers and she let him keep it there. Until now, he wasn’t sure he still had a heart. His had been chipped away, piece by piece, like a block of ice since the war. He’d considered it long gone, with his soul. In mere minutes, what was left had thawed in the center, leaving him raw and exposed.

Amanda continued to speak; clearly unaware she’d stripped away another layer. “I love Jack like he’s my own son. He’s a terrific kid. I’ve helped take care of him since the day the Martins and I started this restaurant. When you saved him, you saved us all.” Amanda leaned in and pressed a quick, sweet kiss against Mickey’s jaw.

Their gazes locked when she sat back in her chair. The gravity of her words and her straightforward kiss humbled him into speechlessness. He’d been thanked many times before, but this woman had gotten to him like no one else. He squeezed her hand and then downed the rest of his drink. Amanda took another sip of hers and set the glass on the table before retreating into silence. She turned the tumbler slowly in her hands.

Mickey looked back at her and tapped two fingers against the menu’s leather cover. “Nothing here is what I expected.”

Amanda returned a quiet smile, either assuming he meant food choices, or pretending he had. She tucked her arms beneath her breasts and leaned forward against the edge of the table, lifting perfect white swells above the neckline of her blouse. “Organic means untouched by artificiality. Grown and consumed in its natural state. We eat only healthy foods unspoiled by chemicals, preservatives, hormones, steroids, antibiotics, and genetically modified seeds or cells. Pure.”

Pure. Mickey gazed at the stunning woman by his side. The texture of her skin looked smooth as cream and welcoming to the touch. He longed to run his hands along her thighs, imagining sleek roads leading to heaven at their apex. “I like the sound of that.” The way she looked back at him while he studied her face made him wonder if she’d read his mind.

The one that had gone dirty.




About The Author:11_20 adeleheadshotAdele Downs is the best-selling, award-winning author of more than 20 romance titles, including those written under another pen name, and a former journalist with hundreds of articles to her credit. When not writing in her home office in rural Pennsylvania, she can be found reading a book on the nearest beach, taking photographs, or riding in her convertible. Visit Adele on her website.

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The War Between our Government and Hackers by DS Kane – Guest Blog and Giveaway


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. DS Kane will be awarding ebook versions of the whole Spies Lie series (which includes Bloodridge, DeathByte, Swiftshadow, GrayNet, and Baksheesh) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

The war between our government and hackers

I was a hacker long ago. I worked for a group within the United Sates government. Some of my friends are white hat hackers. Now, I write the Spies Lie series of Amazon bestselling technothriller espionage novels. The characters in my books are traditional spies, hackers, mercenaries and politicians. Sort of a typical day in any nation’s capital.

While white hat hackers try to keep us safe by determining if there are flaws in the software we use, there are also black hats who exploit those flaws for their own economic benefit, stealing identities and selling them wholesale. The NSA’s charter calls for them to protect the data of American businesses, government entities and individuals. On this, they continue to fail miserably, instead searching the data of Americans without any warrant to do so… a violation of law and individual rights to privacy.

Last week the United States Senate passed the Cybersecurity Information Sharing Act (CISA), which faces vehement opposition from leading tech companies and privacy advocates. Apple, Twitter, LinkedIn, Microsoft, Google, Dropbox, Salesforce and others. This bill will not in any significant way make anyone’s identity safe and won’t protect American businesses or make them more secure. In fact, it offers black hat hackers a larger target than they had before.

An article on this bill states that “the bill works so hard to encourage companies to share information with the government that it cuts corners on privacy, oversight and legal accountability. One major concern is that when companies share information on threats—such as an email that was part of a phishing attack or a file infected with malware—those files could contain customers’ personal data. Normally, the government would have to go to court to get a warrant to access this kind of private information. But under the Senate bill, the companies would be absolved of any liability for sharing this private information with law enforcement agencies.” (

If passed by the full Congress, you can expect that hackers will focus on government agencies that receive data dumps from corporations, resulting in more Americans having their identities stolen. I expect that the next step will target white hat hackers and make them criminals.

Over 200 million Americans have suffered identity theft. When my identity and my wife’s were stolen, it cost us about $10,000 in legal fees to convince the IRS we weren’t terrorists. I hacked enough data bases to find the black hat thief and he’s now in prison. My brother’s identity was also stolen, directly from the IRS. Our government has no clue how to prevent this. White hat hackers are sitting on the scrimmage line, our best defense.

Will your identity be stolen next, or has it already been stolen?


She spied for her country, blackmailed her president, and ran from more threats than she can remember. But when the love of her life proposes, covert agent Cassandra Sashakovich is finally ready to settle down. Unfortunately her past is not quite ready to let her walk away.

Old enemies—including a vengeful president—want her dead, and they’re willing to attack her loved ones, including her adopted teenage daughter, if that’s what it takes.

But Cassandra has other pressing problems—a world leader is assassinated and an arm dealer’s revenge threatens to lead to nuclear war. Now Cassandra and her security firm, Swiftshadow must defuse the threats and find a way to outmaneuver those who threaten not only her family, but her country as well.

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Lee Ainsley, her boyfriend, knelt, holding up the tiny ring with its miniature diamond in his hand, offering it to her. He seemed to sense the tsunami of emotions overpowering her. Feelings mixed with logic, pointing in every direction away from what she truly wanted.

He grinned slyly, like a child who’d waited too long for Christmas. “What’s your answer? Cassandra Sashakovich, I’m hopelessly in love with you. Please marry me.”

Her eyes had popped wide open the first time he asked. Now, she tried to speak but her lips wouldn’t move.

She’d shown him her heart, her only private place where thought had no currency.

She forced herself to moisten her lips through the pain, preparing to speak. The voice inside her head told her not to try and sort all of it out before she answered him.

Time to feel? Time to think?

She realized there wasn’t time to sort this out properly. Cassie tried thinking anyway, since—for her—thinking always happened before any action. She wondered what she really wanted. Of course she wanted Lee. And the voice in the back of her head stated bluntly that having Lee would be dangerous for him. She wasn’t safe. No one with her could ever be safe.

Now, what she had originally dreamed of, being wanted and loved by an intelligent, good-looking man, was about to become her dream come true. But Lee had been targeted for death because of her. Accepting his proposal would only exaggerate his peril. And, Ann, her adopted daughter would be at greater risk with both her and Lee as choke points. Furthermore, it would be so much easier for any enemies of Cassie to use her family as leverage against her. Yet, if she declined, she’d acknowledge that her enemies had succeeded in destroying her life.

Cassie sighed. It was a lose-lose situation.

Her heart leaped at the sight of the miniscule ring. Where had he bought it? When had he had time? It had to have been just before he was picked up by the FBI and taken to Guantanamo Bay; it was so small that he’d probably bought it the day after they’d left the Israeli embassy in Washington, DC.

Cassie realized, ohmigod, he’s been planning this for months.

She heard Ann tiptoe down the stairs. She saw the teen’s reflection, watching from just beyond the kitchen doors, facing Cassie’s back. Ann’s ragged hair had been dyed back to its natural mousy brown, from the purple and pink she’d colored it to disguise herself when she ran from a Saudi assassin weeks ago. Ann held Gizmo, their small, black kitten in her arms. She smiled. “Do it, mom,” she whispered.

Time to choose.

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DS Kane worked in the field of covert intelligence for over a decade. During that time, his cover was his real name, and he was on the faculty of NYU’s Stern Graduate School of Business. He traveled globally for clients including government and military agencies, the largest banks, and Fortune 100 corporations, and while in-country, he did side jobs for the government. One of the banks DS Kane investigated housed the banking assets of many of the world’s intelligence agencies and secret police forces, including the CIA and NSA. Much of his work product was pure but believable fiction, lies he told, and truths he concealed. Secrets that–if revealed–might have gotten him killed. When his cover got blown, he fled the field and moved 3,000 miles.

Now, DS Kane is a former spy, still writing fiction. Through his novels, he exposes the way intelligence agencies craft fiction for sale to sway their countries and manipulate their national policy, driving countries into dangerous conflicts.

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Sneak Peek with Piper J. Drake and Giveaway

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11_19 Drake_Extreme Honor_MMEXTREME HONOR by Piper J. Drake (January 26, 2015; Forever Mass Market; True Heroes Series #1)

David Cruz is good at two things: war and training dogs. The ex-soldier’s toughest case is Atlas, a Belgian Malinois whose handler died in combat. Nobody at Hope’s Crossing kennel can break through the animal’s grief. That is, until dog whisperer Evelyn Jones walks into the facility…and into Atlas’s heart. David hates to admit that the curvy blonde’s mesmerizing effect isn’t limited to canines. But when Lyn’s work with Atlas puts her in danger, David will do anything to protect her.

Lyn realizes that David’s own battle scars make him uniquely qualified for his job as a trainer. Tough as nails yet gentle when it counts, he’s gotten closer to Atlas than anyone else—and he’s willing to put his hard-wired suspicion aside to let her do the same. But someone desperate enough to kill doesn’t want Lyn working with Atlas. Now only teamwork, trust, and courage can save two troubled hearts and the dog who loves them both…

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11_19 Drake_Ultimate Courage_MMULTIMATE COURAGE by Piper J. Drake (July 26, 2016; Forever Mass Market; True Heroes Series #2)

Elisa Hall is good at starting from scratch. Leaving an abusive relationship in her rearview, she packs everything she owns into the trunk of her car and heads for refuge with her friend in Hope’s Crossing, North Carolina.
Alex Rojas returned from his second deployment as a Navy SEAL to find his condo empty and divorce papers on the breakfast table. Now he’s building a life for himself and his daughter at Hope’s Crossing kennels training younger dogs and handlers to search and rescue, struggling to adjust to life back in the States and as a single father.
When Elisa shows up at the kennels, it’s obvious she’s running from something. Luckily, the dogs and trainers at Hope’s Crossing are more than capable of warding off trouble. And with every minute he spends with Elisa, Alex becomes even more and more determined to protect the woman he’s certain he won’t be able to live without…

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11_19 Piper J. DrakePiper J. Drake (or “PJ”) spent her childhood pretending to study for the SATs by reading every interesting novel she could find at the library. After being introduced to the wonderful world of romance by her best friend, she dove into the genre. PJ began her writing career as PJ Schnyder, writing sci-fi & paranormal romance and steampunk, for which she won the FF&P PRISM award as well as the NJRW Golden Leaf award and Parsec award. PJ’s romantic suspense novels incorporate her interests in mixed martial arts and the military. The True Heroes series is inspired by her experience rescuing, owning and training a variety of retired working dogs, including Kaiser, a former guard dog, and Mozart, who was trained to detect explosives.

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Crushing on Mike by Dina Keratisis – Guest Blog and Giveaway


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Crushing on Mike

Like a whole bunch of you, I fall in love with fictional heroes. Literary crushes come and go. For example, Kisten from Dead Witch Walking. Hareton Earnshaw from Wuthering Heights and my constant lover, Sirius Black. And although I know them as roommates at this point, I crush on my own creations. Rune from Cake, A Fairy Tale still makes me swoon and I blush when I think about Jabe from Charlesgate. If you write romance, you do fall a little in love with your characters. Yet my crush on Michael Sullivan, a minor character from Charlesgate, took me by surprise.

Mike is quiet. He waits, arms crossed, leaning against a wall, hidden in shadows, those blue eyes taking everything in. At the end of Charlegate, Mike didn’t know what he wanted but he was quite sure that I was not going on to the next book without him. He did not want to be forgotten.

And who could forget him, really? Quiet, certainly, but not shy, Mike is gorgeous, intelligent, has a great sense of humor, and is ready for anything. So he packs his Harley and heads off to Santa Cruz, mainly because his vessel to the great white page – ahem, me – could not get enough of that old Boardwalk. So we have a character and a setting but no story.

About the same time that Mike became a tenant in my mind, a catchy bluegrass song kept two-stepping through my noggin. Over and over and over again.

“Blue Lightning” is a great song. My husband and I used it for our wedding dance and it’s all the more special to me because our friend Bow Thayer wrote it. As our marriage neared, I was listening to the song so much that “Blue Lightning” became a muse for Kicking Sideways.

The song, my interpretation of it anyway, is a condensed romance novel about a man who travels all around the country only to wind up right back from where he started–right back into his girl’s arms. There’s a great metaphor of a mule running up and down, kicking sideways at nothing. Or at fate. Or maybe even at a ghost. Who knows? The point is the mule gets nowhere, but the man luckily finds happiness by the end of the song.

In Kicking Sideways, Bow’s mule turned into a human character, the heroine, Lucretia Cabot. Cree is a stubborn, capable, brave woman who tries to fix the world so she doesn’t have to face her own depression. She has a mule, too. His name is Crumble. And although Mike will try to help her, like the hero in the song, Lucretia will have to figure out how to save herself, even while she falls in love with Mike.

I hope you love him as much as Cree and I do.


MediaKit_BookCover_KickingSidewaysLucretia “Cree” Cabot spends her time saving everybody else to avoid facing her own haunted life. Between raising her younger brother and trying to open a women’s shelter, Cree has built an impenetrable wall around her heart. But when a tenant for Cliff Cottage appears at her door, he cracks her vigilantly controlled world, forcing her to look within to confront the emptiness inside.

Mike Sullivan, famous superhero artist, is searching for a peaceful summer break and a new perspective on life. A farm in sunny Santa Cruz seems like just the place. Looking to escape from his usual routine, he doesn’t count on falling for a woman who is as stubborn as the mule that lives in her barn. Yet beneath Cree’s prickly exterior, he finds a woman in pain—a woman with an immense capacity for love. Mike knows she is the only one for him, but will Cree find the courage to truly live and love before the best thing to walk into her life leaves her behind?

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Cree looked at him blankly, her eyes a dull blade. “I just want it to be perfect for them. I want their bedrooms to be fresh and bright, not musty farmhouse wallpaper and someone else’s memories,” she despaired. “I want them to feel like they have a place to belong and start over.”

His heart tugged for her and fell just a little bit more in love with this practical woman who had enough poetry to want to save the world. He reached across the table and took her hand, tightened as she resisted, and was surprised when she succumbed.

“It’ll get done,” he whispered, giving her hand a little squeeze. “I promise.” Her hand melted in his and the burden dissolved from her face. She smiled tiredly before pulling her hand away to pick up a dish.

“Go hang out with your girlfriends for a couple of days.”

She looked down at the plate and walked to the sink.

“You do have some of those, don’t you?” he asked, suspicious.

“Not really,” she replied. “All my college friends moved away a few years ago and I haven’t met too many people around town.” Shrugging, she added, “I don’t mind when it comes down to it.”

“Cree likes to be alone,” Seth said. “She’s weird.”

“I’m one for haunting graveyards by myself as well. Nothing wrong with liking your own company, kid,” he said as an arm shot out and his hand caught Cree’s arm as she passed with another plate for the sink. “Nope,” he commanded. “Go sex wax your board or whatever you surfers do to prepare for a day with the sharks.” He took the plate from her as he released her wrist. “You’re taking tomorrow off.”

About the Author Dina Keratsis is an award-winning author of romance fiction in which all roads lead to illumination and magic is found in the mundane. A New England girl, she has a penchant for punk rock, Scottish tea rooms and a mad crush on Sirius Black. She lives in Massachusetts with her husband and two children.

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Advice for Writers by Maria Imbalzano – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Advice for Writers

Writing is a wonderful, challenging, scary thing. It takes time, education and persistence to get to being published, but I loved every minute of the fifteen years it took me to get from “I think I want to write a novel” to “Oh my god, I got a contract.”

The first thing I learned is that a love of reading novels does not translate into being able to write novels. If you read many books, you also probably critique books, either in your head or in a written review. It’s very easy to critique a book, and you may think that if he/she can write this novel, then so can I. However, so much goes into writing a story, and in my case, it took me years to learn the craft of writing fiction. Here are some basics:

1. Come up with a story – this can be taken from news headlines, magazines, TV shows, movies books or dreams. The beginning of my recent novel, Dancing in the Sand, came to me in a dream. It was so vivid and jarring, that I wrote it down the second I woke up. Writing down ideas, whenever they come to you, is a must so that when you are starting a new project, you can review those ideas and see if you want to use any of them in your new work in progress.

2. Determine what plot(s) you will use – I’ve heard that there are twenty main plotlines which are used over and over. Some of them are: quest, adventure, pursuit, rescue, escape, revenge, rivalry, underdog, temptation, love, forbidden love, sacrifice, and discovery. Coming up with your plot is not difficult, you just need to follow it through.

3. Prepare before you begin – some authors outline their books from beginning to end, while others have a vague idea and just sit down and start writing. I do the former and I plan out my book by first determining who my characters are. Coming up with their internal and external goals, motivation and conflict is key. I then plot the story and end up doing an in-depth outline that breaks my story down into chapters, scenes and paragraphs. This part of the process can take me a week or more, but it is so worth it to me, because once I have the basics, I can sit down and write straight through.

4. Learn your craft – when I first started writing I didn’t know the first thing about writing a novel. I went to seminars through Romance Writers of America and New Jersey Romance Writers, read books on point of view, characterization, tension, conflict, emotions etc. And I also just started writing. You can learn an awful lot from your mistakes.

5. Designate a work space – if you have an office, that’s ideal, but not everyone has the extra room. If you don’t have a writing office, pick a space where you can put your laptop. For each individual book, I have a notebook which is easy to carry around to wherever you’re working. In that notebook, I have my outline, a physical description of each character along with pictures from magazines, a summary of their goals, motivation and conflicts as well as whatever other information I may need in the future. It’s also good to have post-its, highlighters and paper clips to use when you’re editing.

6. Write every day – they say it takes 23 days to make a habit. Writing needs to become a habit if you want to get your book done. Writing every day, whether it’s for a half hour or five hours, will eventually get the book done. Although I’m giving this advice, I never follow it. Work family and other commitments get in the way and there’s just not enough time in the day. The key here is to strive to write every day.

7. Join a critique group – while we are our own worst critiques, many times we are too close to our manuscript to see the problems. Critique partners are so important to point out flaws in your story, characterization or conflict. Not only can you learn from them when they critique your pages, but you will learn from the mistakes they make that you see when you’re critiquing their pages.

8. Edit, edit, edit. Writing the first draft may take months (and months), but editing takes just as long or longer. The manuscript you are sending out to publishers or agents has to be 99% ready to go. So the major editing is up to you. In order to have the very best book you can have, you must take all the time you need to re-read your manuscript dozens of times to get it perfect.

9. Turn rejection into a positive. Rejection hurts and may send you into a funk. But save those rejections and re-read them. If they’re not just one line rejections stating that your manuscript is not right for their line, then there may be some very important criticisms that you can learn from. Our goal is always to write the best book, so take those criticisms and make them work for you.

10. Persistence – It would be so easy to give up after dozens of rejections. But if you give up, you won’t ever get published. If you keep on going, you have a much better chance.

11. Learn how to market your book – Whether you’re with one of the major publishing companies, with a small press, or self-published, you need to use social media to help sell your book. Creating a website is going to be your fundamental marketing tool. You will also need an author Facebook page and Twitter presence. In addition to internet social media, you may want to write articles for your local newspapers, or be a guest on a local radio or TV show. Every little bit helps, and you need to get the word out on your book, or no one will read it.

An accomplished dance major in New York City, Ava Woodward is pursuing her dream of becoming a professional in a national dance company. But a celebratory weekend in Newport, where she meets the man of her fantasies, has devastating consequences that change her life forever.

Brian Stanhope, a Harvard graduate, poised to join his father’s company, suffers a brain injury in a horseback riding accident, which affects his memory. He has no recollection of his graduation party weekend or the beautiful dancer who turned his head and stole his heart.

When they reunite eight years later, the magic of their powerful attraction binds them together, but the past holds a secret that even love may not be able to overcome.

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Approaching his sister’s dance studio to the right, he heard a pounding beat, not at all similar to the classical music that fueled Carrie’s usual dance practices. He stopped to watch through a small square window off to the side. Ava, dressed in a black leotard and tights, leaped and twirled through the air like a spinning top, set on its course around the circumference of the room while Carrie spun in a more confined area in the center of the room.

Brian’s eyes sought Ava as her tight body coiled and released, coiled and released. Her arms were at once fragile and muscled, highlighting biceps and long, graceful fingers, sweeping through the air to mirror her legs. Her leaps were huge, with powerful extension and maximum air between her and the floor. No sooner would she land than she’d pull her limbs into herself and pirouette on her toes, spinning fast enough to make him question the physics of it all. This was no prissy ballet. This was fast and furious modern dance where you could feel the beat in your throat. Okay, maybe he’d experienced a little too much dance in his life, but this was definitely as good as anything he’d seen on the New York stage. Ava was even better than his sister.

What happened to the shy, vulnerable girl he’d just met? On the dance floor, she was a powerhouse. Full of confidence, energy, and magnetism.

When the music ended, he stood rooted to the floor, and his hands came up in a spontaneous clap.

“Who’s out there?” Carrie flung open the door to reveal their intruder.

“Brian, what are you doing here? I thought you were playing tennis.”

“I am. I was. I-I had to come in for more balls.”

He stared at Ava, with her dark brown hair pulled tight in a bun at the nape of her neck, drops of sweat beading on her chest just above the scoop of her leotard and above her full upper lip. Hot and sexy. He swallowed, fantasizing about licking the moisture from her mouth, her neck, molding that cute little powerful body into his.

“Then why are you just standing there?” Carrie placed her hands on her hips, challenging him to stop staring at her friend and walk away.

“I’m going.” He backed away from the door, but couldn’t seem to make his body turn and move down the hall.

Until Carrie slammed the door in his face.

About the Author:

Maria Imbalzano is a matrimonial lawyer in central New Jersey where she not only uses her law degree to navigate her clients through the court system, but her psychology degree to guide them through their personal struggles. While writing motions, legal memoranda, and briefs is fascinating, it pales in comparison to creating memorable characters and taking them on their emotional journeys.

In addition to practicing law and writing fiction, Maria enjoys spending time with her husband and two daughters either at home or at the Jersey Shore.

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Plotting by the Seat of Your Pants by Steve McHugh – Guest Blog and Giveaway


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Plotting by the Seat of Your Pants
If you ever ask a writer what type of plotter they are, you normally get one of two answers. They either have everything arranged and know what’s going to happen from one scene to the next, or they throw caution to the wind and see what happens. But there is a third group, the one that does a little bit of both. And that’s the group that I fall in.

I started my first published work, Crimes Against Magic, about 6 years ago. I’d just finished writing a book that will never see the light of day and decided that I needed to write something new. I only knew two things. 1. That the main character would be Nathan Garrett, a sorcerer and thief whose memories had been forcibly removed some time before the start of the book and 2. That it was going to be hard work.

I had almost zero notes for the story beyond a very basic outline and just decided to figure it out as I went. The first draft took about 6 or 7 months and was an abhorrent piece of rubbish, as were the next 2 drafts. I re-wrote the book 4 times in total until I found a story I actually liked and then I set about editing. That was another 4 or 5 drafts. I’m not sure how many it was in the end, but it was a lot and it took a very long time. In all, it took me 3 years to finish the book. After which, I decided to self-publish it and, to my great shock, it did well.

I knew that I couldn’t take 3 years to write the sequel, so in between editing Crimes Against Magic, I started plotting Born of Hatred. When I say plotting, I mean in detail I knew what was going to happen at every moment.

That whole plan lasted about 3 chapters before the book went off on a tangent and I changed a bunch of things. This happened a few times during the story and I quickly realised something. I was not a detailed plotter. Once I’d re-done the plot so that it was just the beginning and end with details about what I wanted to happen and roughly when, the story flowed a lot easier. I finished the first draft in 6 months and then the 2nd a few months later and that was it. The story was then edited, but that only took another draft or 2. It took me a lot less than a year to write book 2 and it was an even bigger success than book 1. Enough that 47North picked up both books, which were re-published last month, and book 3, which will be published next Feb.

I learned a lot from the experience of writing both books. And when it came to write book 3, I started with how I’d finished book 2. Enough details to guide me though what I wanted, but not enough to know every little detail. I know now that I like to be surprised, but still have that guideline to know where to go, even if I don’t know how I’ll get there.

I’ve just had my 5th book, Lies Ripped Open, published and I’ve finally settled into doing things in a way I find easy. There’s a structure, but with enough room for me to change things on the fly. And it works for me.

It can take time to figure out which way of plotting works best for you. Some people take books to get to a place they like, and some do it with the first thing they write. And while you can read about how other people do it, the trick is trying different ways until you get it just right for you. Once that happens, you’ll find that your story comes together much easier.

Over a hundred years have passed since a group of violent killers went on the rampage, murdering innocent victims for fun. But even back then, sorcerer Nate Garrett, aka Hellequin, knew there was more to it than simple savage pleasure—souls were being stolen.

Nate’s discovery of the souls’ use, and of those supporting the group’s plan, made him question everything he believed.

Now the group Nate thought long dead is back. Violent, angry, and hell-bent on revenge, they have Hellequin firmly in their sights. And if he won’t come willingly, they’ll take those closest to him first.

The battle begins again.

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I walked over to the second agent, whose back was toward me as he stood a little further into the park, and placed my hand on his shoulder. “That’s enough,” I repeated, but he spun around and all of the breath left my body at once, followed immediately by pain as it exploded across my torso. I glanced down as a shimmering blade of ice was pulled free from my chest. It was covered in my blood. I dropped to my knees and watched as the magical weapon vanished from view. The pain forced me to abandon my night vision, and the darkness once again took control.

The overwhelming thought that bounced around my head was that neither of the SOA agents had been sorcerers. My attacker crouched beside me. “They interrupted me and my prey got away,” his accent was from East London, but sounded slightly different from many of those living in the city. As if he’d been away from here for a long time, and had not quite remembered how the accent was meant to sound.

I glanced up at him, still unable to breathe; the blade had punctured a lung. It wouldn’t kill me, but it would be a few hours until I was back to normal, and without my night vision I could have been staring into Merlin’s own face and I’d never have known.

The man got back to his feet and kicked me onto my back. “I should make sure you remember your time here, but I’m sure your comrades over there will be able to do that better than I could.”

About the Author:

Steve’s been writing from an early age, his first completed story was done in an English lesson. Unfortunately, after the teacher read it, he had to have a chat with the head of the year about the violent content and bad language. The follow up ‘One boy and his frog’ was less concerning to his teachers and got him an A.

It wasn’t for another decade that he would start work on a full-length novel that was publishable, the results of which was the action-packed Urban Fantasy, Crimes Against Magic.

Steve McHugh lives in Southampton on the south coast of England with his wife and three young daughters. When not writing or spending time with his kids, he enjoys watching movies, reading books and comics, and playing video games.

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A Duchess in Name – Spotlight and Giveaway


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Victoria Carson never expected love. An American heiress and graduate of Lady Grantham’s finishing school, she’s been groomed since birth to marry an English title–the grander the better. So when the man chosen for her, the forbidding Earl of Dunnley, seems to hate her on sight, she understands that it can’t matter. Love can have no place in this arrangement.

Andrew Hargrave has little use for his title, and even less for his cold, disinterested parents. Determined to make his own way, he’s devoted to his life in Italy, working as an archaeologist. Until the collapse of his family’s fortune drags him back to England, to a marriage he never wanted and a woman he doesn’t care to know.

Wild attraction is an unwanted complication for them both, though it forms the most fragile of bonds. Their marriage of convenience isn’t so intolerable after all–but it may not be enough when the deception that bound them is finally revealed.

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It was too good to be true. The heir to a duke and also unspeakably beautiful. For so long, she’d struggled to avoid thinking about the physical aspects of marriage, since for her, it might have involved Sturridge or someone equally odious. But looking at Lord Dunnley, it wasn’t at all a trial to imagine that part. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a humiliating indignity to be endured. At the moment, surprising as the thought was, she couldn’t imagine disliking anything about submitting to this man’s attentions.

Then Lord Dunnley’s fierce eyes landed on her and she couldn’t breathe. He was so handsome, and to feel his regard on her, to see those eyes looking straight at her, seeming nearly to look inside her, shook her right to her core. The power of it pooled low in her belly. She’d met her share of handsome men, but this immediate and powerful attraction was all new. All her social training fled her as her pulse beat frantically in her throat. As they stood locked in some sort of unspoken communication, she was helpless to do anything but stare at him as he stared back.

About the Author:MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_ADuchessInNameAmanda has loved romance since she read that very first Kathleen E. Woodiwiss novel at fifteen. After a long detour into a career as a costume designer in theatre, she’s found her way back to romance, this time as a writer.

A native Floridian, Amanda transplanted to New York City many years ago and now considers Brooklyn home, along with her husband, daughter, two cats, and nowhere near enough space.

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