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Monday 25 March 2013

Chantel Rhondeau's CRIME & PASSION @chantelrhondeau #romanticsuspense

Check out this exciting new release by romantic suspense author, Chantel Rhondeau.

Crime & Passion

Genre: Romantic suspense/mystery

Release date: March 15, 2013

Cover art done by LFD Designs for Authors

A decorated police officer, more intent on justice than following the letter of the law, lands in trouble when a schoolteacher finds a dead body on the beach.

Officer Donovan Andrews knows how to have a good timeask any woman in town. But when it comes to men abusing their wives or children, Donovan takes it upon himself to make them regret it.

Madeline Scott is unlucky in love. All she wants is a quiet place to heal, away from cheating, womanizing men. However, her life is far from peaceful once she stumbles across the body and witnesses someone fleeing the scene.

Terror spreads in Pleasant View when the small community hears a killer is on the loose. All evidence points to Donovan, and he realizes someone is trying to frame him. When troubling suspicions from his past surface, even fellow officers believe hes guilty. Madeline might be the only person who can clear his name, but first he has to win her trust.

The body count rises and no one is safe. The murderer makes it clear Madeline is next. Soon, Donovans whole world is focused on protecting her and keeping himself out of prison. The more time he spends with her, the harder it is to fight his growing attraction. Since shes been burned by love, convincing Madeline hes interested in something more than hot sex may prove harder than keeping her alive.

Read the first three chapters at Chantels blog: http://www.chantelrhondeau.com/2013/03/crime-passion-romantic-suspense-and.html

About the author:

Chantel once thought a great mystery or fantasy book with strong romantic themes was the highest level of reading bliss. After reading her first romantic suspense novel, she never looked back. Before long, the need to create her own stories took over. She spends her daytime in the clinical profession of medical transcriptionist, but her passion is in the blissful hours she spends with her characters in the evenings.

Chantel lives in the western United States. When she isnt writing, she loves playing cards with her family and snuggling with her lazy kitties.

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Tuesday 19 March 2013

Join Me On The Bench with Donna Gallagher @donnag63

Join me at Donna Gallagher's Romance today, I'm on the Bench with my rugby-loving friend and fellow Total-E-Bound author. We talk international sport, Aussie hunks and my view on vegemite.

If you don't know what vegemite, Tim Tams or poutine are, you might want to check it out as well.

I hope you'll stop and share in our fun!



Sunday 10 March 2013

Welcome Author RJ Scott

Please welcome multi-published and fellow Total-E-Bound author RJ Scott to Pick a Genre Already...

What was your favourite book as a child/teenager?

The entire Narnia series…I loved those… and Lord Of The Rings… I never really got into The Hobbit but I fell in love with Sam and Aragorn at the age of twelve.

Who was the first author or what was the first book you read that introduced you to the genre that you most enjoy writing in?

Oh wow,  this is difficult. Fan fiction got me into MM… and the first I ever read was YEARS ago by the wonderful Meredith Russell in her fanfiction days…

Do you believe in love at first sight? And if so have you ever been so afflicted? Did you do anything about it? (Did you go for it?)

I do believe in love at first sight, tempered with learning more about the person. I fell in love with my husband over the phone… we had a blind date and have been married twenty years…ROFL

Is there a particular word you overuse or writing technique that your editor(s) ride you about? Mine is over using the word ‘harshly’.

Simply… *hides from Erika and Tina my editors*

Have you ever suffered from writer’s block? (Or do you even believe in it?) If so, how were you able to overcome it?

Writers block is real… I have had days when the stories don’t work. Sometimes I will stare and stare and nothing happens… A walk always helps or if you are a lazy ass like me, then binge watching Criminal Minds helped… he he

Nora Roberts said something once. About writers block that is. She said something like, you're a writer, write, it's a business… that's kinda true.

If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?

In the countryside in a house surrounded by land in England. I couldn’t leave the place I love the most.

If you could bring one of your own characters to life, who would it be and why?

Can I bring two? Jack and Riley from Texas… I could set up a seating area just outside their barn and we could all watch… ROFL

When you read, do you prefer a stand-alone or a series?

Either is fine. I don’t have a preference.

If you were to do a reality show, which one would it be?

I couldn’t… I just… couldn’t…

What is the craziest, most exciting, or most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?

Taken a shortcut home whilst drunk and climbing over barbed wire on Ministry Of Defence land on a local Air Force base…. I was eighteen… don’t judge me… ROFL

Name a celebrity, athlete, musician, etc. you’d most like to get naughty with.

Hmmm… Killi from the new Hobbit film… dressed as a Hobbit… yum yum

What is your favourite way to promote or connect with fans?

I love chatting to fans on my Facebook. It is the most immediate connection I have and I enjoy it so much.

Favourite movie?

The Empire Strikes Back. 
Dream Vacation?

Beautiful cottage in the hills with a garden and near old castles and standing stones… with my family…

Dream Car?

Has to be a Ferrari I guess (otherwise hubby would kill me!)

Favourite Ice Cream Flavour?

Mint Choc Chip

What can readers look forward to next?

Tomorrow (11 March) I have the second in my Ellery Mountain book out at TEB – The Teacher and the Soldier and also Moments, which is also with TEB and is a re-release of one of my first books with awesome new cover art.

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Book one in the End Street Detective Agency Series

The very thought of paranormals is enough to drive Private Investigator Sam Enderson mad, but add in his attraction to a vampire, and his world is turned upside down.

Sam Enderson is a human detective who finds himself working for paranormal creatures, despite his resolve to stick with humans only.

Bob is a vampire and turns up on Sam's doorstep to rent a room. Sparks fly, and Sam is attracted to the vampire in spite of himself.

Soon after Sam is cursed by a witch, two cases land on his desk. Dealing with werewolves, annoying ghosts and a grumpy gargoyle is bad enough. But somehow, in amongst all of this chaos, he has to find a lost fae and a missing shifter child.

Excerpt From: The Case of the Cupid Curse

Sam Enderson stood outside his building and smiled with pride. The fresh sign painted on the door in crisp black letters read 'End Street Detective Agency'. Examining the overall effect, he nodded in satisfaction. This move to becoming a private investigator was as far from being a timid bookseller as he could get. No one would walk all over someone who investigated crimes for a living.

Three months of correspondence school and a shiny new multi-weapon licence had given his confidence a much-needed boost. After the hellish past year, in which he’d found his boyfriend in bed with his now ex-best friend, followed by the death of his favourite uncle, Sam was ready for a new start in life.

Uncle Hanson. Just thinking about him made Sam feel sad. He had fond memories of visiting his uncle at work. The man had always liked Sam. He evidently had carried that affection into Sam’s adult life. After all, he had left Sam an entire building in his will, the building Sam now stood in front of. An office with accommodations over the top, it was worth quite a bit of money despite its proximity to an undesirable area.

"You should sell," his friend Oscar had said. Oscar had had no love for Uncle Hanson. In a sniffy tone, he’d often consigned Hanson to the idiot pile and called him ‘odd’.

"I don’t want to sell," Sam had protested.

"What are you going to do with it?" Oscar had asked.

"Open up my own agency."

Oscar still wasn’t speaking to him, even now, three months later.

Sam sighed at the memory then mentally pushed it all to one side to admire his property. The lower half consisted of a business office and reception area, with the upper two floors divided into four apartments.

Three were empty but his uncle had filled the fourth one with notes from his own investigative practice. That room was high on his list of things to sort out, but he first needed to concentrate on renting out one of the empty apartments.

Sam may have inherited the house, but it hadn’t exactly come with a burgeoning bank account to match. Forty years of being a detective and all Hanson had had to show for it was this building, a small bank account and a room full of papers. Sam was determined to be different. He even had a five-year plan in place. Sam didn’t doubt for one minute that he knew exactly why his uncle had had little money to speak of.

Uncle Hanson had done too much pro bono work for them.

Filing cabinets and boxes overflowed with notes from years of being a private detective. A lot of those papers included cases involving aspects of the paranormal, things Sam thought better left alone. Sam didn’t have a drop of supernatural blood in his entire body and he didn’t plan on associating with those who did. It hadn’t exactly worked out for his uncle.

Paranormals had their place. Hell, they owned half the city. Vampires and werewolves, witches, fae and pixies—they all had their own parishes. Neighbourhoods where they lived amongst their own kind. Like enjoyed living with like, and, although they often mixed and matched, no one in Sam’s family had ever crossed the romantic boundary between the magical and the not.

Sam didn’t count his second cousin Christa, who had taken up with a blood demon. There was a bad seed in every batch. 

RJ Scott's Website

Thanks for dropping by and being my guest today RJ! 

Thursday 7 March 2013

Welcome Back Author Noelle Keaton + a Giveaway @noellekeaton #erotic #romance #m/m

It is my pleasure to welcome back fellow Total-E-Bound author Noelle Keaton.  She's sharing an excerpt from her debut erotic m/m romance Trusting The ER Doctor part of Total-E-Bound's Emergency Servicing Anthology. She's even giving away a copy to one lucky commenter.

Pick A Genre Already :  Guest Blogger Noelle Keaton

The release this week of Trusting The ER Doctor and the anthology Emergency Servicing, both from publisher Total-E-Bound, produced mixed emotions.  First and foremost, Im thrilled because I love writing and Im glad that I have a chance to share my stories with a wider audience than just family and friends.  However, Im a little scared too because now Im confronting the question:  Where do I go from here?

            I think Ive answered that question in part by getting another story accepted for another Total-E-Bound anthology, Promoted By The Billionaire.  Two stories published means this writing thing isnt a fluke, right?  Im a full-fledged writer now, it means I have a plan and I know what to do next.  Yeah, right.  Although Ive finished the edits for the second story, Im still asking myself, Where do I go from here? 

Ive been so focused on getting published for so long, now that its happened, I feel a little lost.  One of my favorite authors, Michael Connelly, guest starred on an episode of Castle and said this to a fellow writer whod just hit the bestseller list: “You know what I did after I wrote my first novel?  I shut up and I wrote twenty-three more.”  Thats probably the best advice that I and any other beginning writer can take.  Shut up and write.  Being the procrastinator that I am, this is easier said than done, but I think Ill make it my motto for the rest of the year.  Shut up and write.

           Id like to give a special thank you to H K Carlton for not only hosting me here on her blog, but for all the support and encouragement  shes given me.  Id also like to thank all the readers and visitors of the blog, and to show my appreciation, Ill be giving away a free copy of Trusting the ER Doctor at random to a commenter who leaves contact information.  Good luck!  

Trusting the ER Doctor  


People trusted Kyle and Trent with their lives every day, surely the two men could entrust their hearts to each other.

After his last relationship resulted in a nasty break-up, the last thing emergency room physician Kyle Montgomery is looking for is another romance. Yet when he meets hunky paramedic Trent Jones, Kyle cannot deny the immediate attraction and undeniable spark between them. As their love develops, Kyle begins to put the past behind him and focus on his burgeoning relationship with Trent.

Trent, who has been drawn to Kyle ever since he first laid eyes on him, can hardly believe the handsome and sophisticated physician would give him a second glance, much less return his feelings. Coming from a modest background, Trent wonders if he’s in the same league as Kyle and if their relationship can go the distance. 

When Kyle’s former lover surfaces with allegations that cause Trent to question Kyle’s true feelings and motivations, it is up to both men to take stock and decide whether theirs is a love worth fighting for, a love worth trusting in…
Excerpt: Trusting the ER Doctor  

The snow still fell steadily, but fortunately it was only a light dusting, for which Kyle was grateful since it would make the drive home easier. He wasn’t due back at the hospital for another sixteen hours, and he planned to spend the bulk of it catching up on his sleep.

But his growling stomach reminded him he needed to take care of another priority before he hit the hay. He tried to think of what he had at home to eat, but could only remember seeing half a bottle of mayonnaise and a couple of dried-out oranges. A stop by McDonald’s then home, he decided.

Walking out through the ambulance bay to the lot where he’d parked, Kyle stopped when a man called out, “Hey, Doc, hold up!”

A grinning and slightly out of breath Trent ran to catch up to him. “Hey, I hoped I’d catch you before you left. I wanted to thank you again.”

“It’s not necessary, I’m glad I could help.”

“But I bet you wouldn’t say no to some Zorobos burgers.” Trent held up a large bag from the Greek diner located around the corner from the hospital. “I didn’t think you’d get a chance to eat during the rest of your shift after we left.”

“I didn’t,” Kyle admitted, eyeing the bag hungrily.

“You want to go back in and eat these in the break room?”

“Nah, I’ve seen enough of that place for the day.”

The look of disappointment that crossed Trent’s handsome face surprised Kyle. “Okay, well, why don’t you take this home with you? Two are feta burgers and the other two are regular cheeseburgers.”

Kyle took the bag, and, on impulse, said, “There’s no way I can eat four Zorobos burgers, even as hungry as I am. Why don’t you join me at my place and help me eat them?”

He instantly regretted the invitation, sure that he was making a fool of himself. But Trent’s face lit up and he nodded like the invitation was something he’d wanted or anticipated all along.

What are you doing? Kyle asked himself as he gave Trent directions to his condo, which was only a few miles from the hospital. Hadn’t he already learned his lesson about getting involved with someone at work? Dont shit where you eat was a motto that definitely applied.

But Trent didn’t work with him, not exactly. He was a paramedic who worked for a company contracted out to several Philadelphia area hospitals. If things didn’t work out between them, it wasn’t like Kyle would have to see Trent on a regular basis. Besides, there probably wasn’t going to wind up being anything to work out. This was just a couple of colleagues sharing some burgers. No big deal.

However, Kyle realised he was fooling himself the moment Trent stepped into his condo and took off his jacket, revealing a taut, muscular torso that was well-defined even underneath the navy paramedic uniform. In contrast, Kyle felt slouchy in his green scrubs and long-johns top, but he was grateful the baggy material hid the growing tightness he felt between his legs.

Gazing around at the glass and chrome minimalist décor, Trent seemed to take no notice of Kyle’s sudden arousal. “This place is nice. Really sophisticated.”

“Thanks, but I can’t take credit. It was an interior decorator’s doing,” Kyle said, deciding not to mention that nothing about the condo’s furnishings was really to his liking. His ex had insisted on decorating Kyle’s condo to his tastes, even though he’d had his own place. While they’d broken up several months ago, Kyle’s long hours at the hospital prevented him from making changes that were more his style.

“I’d like to make enough bucks to be able to hire a decorator,” Trent said, as Kyle went into the kitchen to get some plates. “I live in half a duplex that I share with Mia and Natalie. All we have are odds and ends from the Goodwill or donations from the church.”

“You like this? You can have it.” Kyle watched with amusement when Trent’s jaw dropped open in surprise.

“Have it? You’d give this stuff away? This living room alone looks like it cost a fortune—at least a year’s salary, maybe two.”

“I don’t know.” Kyle shrugged. He settled into a chair across from where Trent sat on the couch, taking a bite out of one of the feta burgers. Damn, it was good. “I didn’t pay for any of the furniture, so I have no idea what it’s worth. I didn’t choose it, either.”

“Leland Ackerman bought this for you? For the two of you to share when you moved here to be with him?”

Avoiding Trent’s intense blue-eyed gaze, Kyle focused on his burger. “There’s not much that’s private at Philadelphia General, huh?”

“Not really, especially when a good-looking doctor suddenly shows up. Everyone gets curious and wants to know what’s the deal.”

“Good-looking, huh?” Kyle teased, amused to see Trent blush. “Is that the Philadelphia General consensus on me?”

Trent put his burger down and took a deep breath. “So were you and Leland Ackerman involved? Are you now? Does he live here? Is he going to show up here?”

The rush of questions showed Kyle just how nervous Trent was. Maybe even more so than he was, and Kyle’s heart galloped to such an extent it felt like it would jump out of his chest at any minute. He moved to Trent’s side and looked directly into his eyes.

“It’s true I moved up here from Baltimore to be with Leland. We first met and became involved while he was doing a fellowship at the hospital where I was working. When his fellowship was up, Leland convinced me to move here with him, where he’d been offered the position as head of the cardiology department. Thinking we had a future together, I quit my job and followed him.”

“What happened?” Trent asked, moving closer to Kyle.

Trent’s nearness and his wonderfully musky, spicy scent was a powerful distraction. However, Kyle was determined to finish, knowing that he needed to clear up any rumours or preconceptions. “Things just changed. Leland wasn’t the same man that he’d been in Baltimore. The power of his new job went to his head, and he became arrogant, rude and condescending. What I thought or wanted didn’t matter anymore. He wanted to call all the shots in our relationship.”

“Like picking out this furniture for you?”

“Exactly. Even though we each had our own places, Leland still wanted to exert his control over my personal space, even though I bought and paid for the condo myself.”

“What an asshole.”

“Yeah, he is. I should have seen it when we were in Baltimore. It would have saved a lot of hassle if I had.”

“I’m sorry about the hassle, but I’m glad you’re here now.” Trent’s mouth curled into a shy smile.

“I’m glad I’m here, too.” Kyle realised it was the first time he’d meant it in months.

As if pulled by a force field, Kyle leaned towards Trent, who, in turn, moved towards him. Their mouths met hesitantly at first, as if both were unsure of what the other wanted. But from the moment he touched Trent’s soft, full lips, Kyle wanted more and he knew there was no way he could stop. And from the massive erection he felt poking against his thigh, he didn’t think there was any turning back for Trent, either.

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