Cover Reveal!!!

Published February 13, 2015 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

Allora's Valentine

Just in time for Valentine’s…or so I hope…depending on Amazon. It’s uploaded and, although it’s not yet available, I couldn’t resist sharing the cover with you.

Ladies and gents, I am pleased to introduce you to Dexter Hammond, hotelier superb and sexy hero. :)

This sweet romance was a fun one to write as it combines a sense of humor with the budding romance.

Blurb:

Allora Tate had planned the perfect Valentine’s Day wedding…until her groom-to-be left her standing alone at the altar. She decides to go on her honeymoon by herself and meets Dexter Hammond, the sexy and exciting hotel manager.

Dexter sees many beautiful women pass through his hotel, but none have captivated him the way Allora has. He wasn’t keen on catching a woman on the rebound, but he couldn’t make his heart understand. Determined to catch her attention, Dexter plans a Valentine’s party for his guests with the hopes of winning her over during the evening.

Keep watching my Amazon Page for the release or my Facebook page. I will post as soon as I have the link.

Thank you for supporting me in my writing. :)

Spotlight on London Saint James!

Published February 6, 2015 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

It’s my pleasure to welcome back my friend and fellow author, London Saint James. London, tell us about the book you have released today.

Title: Rise of the Lost Princeriseofthelostprince1m
Series: Lost Boys
Written by: London Saint James
Published by: Evernight Publishing
Release: February 6, 2015
Word Count: 32K
Genre: M/F Erotic Romance, Paranormal, Fairytale, Fantasy, Action/Adventure, Gothic
Warning: Voyeurism, Violence

Book Trailer html:
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YouTube Link for Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/NUAx126pzIw

Blurb:
They fight to protect those who would never welcome them into the human world…
Petúr always knew he and his brothers-in-arms were different. Something more. Something not human. Yet, he never expected to find out the truth of their origins, nor fall for a human woman whose father was set to destroy Neverland.
Ever since she was a child, Wyndi dreamed of an angel with eyes of the purest gold, although she never really believed such a man existed until she met the hauntingly beautiful Petúr of the lost boys.
With a prophecy to fulfill, a woman to protect, a portal to find, and evil darklings out for blood, will Petúr be strong enough to rise up and claim what’s rightfully his, or lose everything to a long-time nemesis, Grapple the Dark?

Excerpt:
“Ma’am?”
Her long lashes fluttered, causing spiky shadows to stipple the tops of her cheeks. “I forgot my laptop. I need to get it from my office,” she said. “That’s where I was going when I got mugged.”
“Here you go,” said Dash. He’d gathered up the woman’s things and tucked them back into her purse. “I don’t think he got anything.” He handed the tan bag over to her. “I think we interrupted the mugger. Petúr tried to catch him, but he got away.”
“Thank you,” she said, taking her scuffed-up purse.
“It’s a good thing we were walking past this alley,” said Vibe. “We heard you scream and—”
“Yes,” she said in a robotic voice, nodding. “You scared off the mugger.” She was looking at Petúr in that unseeing, vacant way, the pupils in her eyes large and pulsing.
He inclined his head. “Here,” he said. “Let me help you up.” He gave her his hand. She took hold, and he couldn’t stop himself from noticing the petal softness of her skin. After she was steady on her feet, he thought to introduce himself. No need to be uncivilized. “I’m Petúr.” He pointed to his right. “That’s Vibe.” Vibe gave her a two finger salute. Petúr tilted his head to his left. “And that’s Dash.”
“I’m Wyndi,” she said, her voice becoming less animated. “Wyndi Darlingheart.”
“Of Darlingheart Incorporated?” Petúr asked.
She brushed a few strands of hair from her face. “In a roundabout way.”
What did that mean?
“Roundabout?” Dash asked the question he himself was dying to know.
She glanced at Dash and kept her gaze trained on him for a long moment. A too long moment. Something hot and possessive twisted in Petúr’s gut. He wanted to reach out and turn her pointed little chin back in his direction, away from the other warrior.
“Cromwell Darlingheart is my father,” she said.
That piece of information got the muscle in Petúr’s jaw to working and quickly stamped out the unusual possessiveness he’d been experiencing.
“Father?” he asked, needing the confirmation one more time.
She nodded and looked up. Her sky-blue gaze went to his mouth then flitted up to his eyes, locking with him. She gasped.
“What?”
The woman welded her beautiful eyes shut and muttered, “Nothing.”
Could she be afraid of him? No. He didn’t think it was fear he saw swimming in the depths of those liquid blue pools. More like realization of him, mixed with feminine lust.
His golden gaze meandered over her, catching on her cleavage a moment, before moving on to the shape of her hips. Curvaceous. He cleared his throat. Her long lashes fluttered open. Unable to help himself, he was staring at her spectacular face once again. She worked her bottom lip over with her teeth.
She was an oddly captivating, deliciously sweet smelling, eye sparkling female with a mouth he wanted to taste. Taste? Really? He mulled that over for a moment. Yes. He wanted… No. What he was experiencing was more than mere want. He needed to taste her. All of her, he realized taken aback.
He’d been with numerous women before in a quick, rough coupling just to satisfy his animalistic desires, however he was having thoughts he’d never had. Animalistic, yes, but….
He studied her, the arch of her brows, the way strands of her hair framed her face. How delicate she was compared to him. Wyndi Darlinghart. He allowed her name—the daughter of the rich scum-sucking asshole who’d purchased Neverland, intent on clearing the land, as well as him and the lost boys out of their home—to simmer.
Her sweet cotton candy scent assaulted his nose once more. His dick stirred beneath the leather of his D-ring jeans. Would she melt in his mouth like the candy would? His brow furrowed. What was wrong with him? He took in another deep breath, allowing her bouquet to linger. Maybe the ache would go away if he just tasted those full lips. No. He shook his head in an attempt to shake away the urge.
Seconds ticked by. Damn it. He couldn’t shake off what he was feeling. His eyes narrowed. Of all the women in the world, why did it have to be this woman he seriously wanted to thoroughly enjoy in a slow, lingering manner?
Because fate is a cruel bitch. That’s why.
“She’s a Darlingheart,” he heard Vibe say.
No. Not say, but project inside his head.
“Right,” he mumbled, but when Wyndi’s eyelids fluttered open, and she locked gazes with him once more, all the hardened steel he’d erected around himself, as well his common sense, fell away.
Crazy though it might well be, Petúr found himself, for the first time in his long life, wishing for more. More time with her. He wanted to talk, and touch, and kiss. Shit. He wanted to kiss her so bad he physically hurt.
He broke the eye contact this time, and turned away. Who was he kidding? He might want more than fast, anonymous, no strings attached sex, but he wasn’t a choirboy either. For what he had in mind, there would be strings. Maybe even ropes.
“We’ll walk you to your office,” Petúr said, unwilling to let her out of his sight, as he tried to tell himself the over-protectiveness was necessary, even though darklings never attacked the same person twice.
“Um…” Wyndi muttered.
He watched her out of the corner of his eye. “That’s where you said you were headed, right?”
“Yes.” She straightened her shoulders and took the lead.
Petúr homed in on the sway of those hips as she walked in front of him. Oh yeah. He might want more. More than he’d ever given or received from any other woman, yet he also wanted to strip this little human, go to his knees, and map her feminine folds with his mouth, listening to her call out his name in a breathy entreaty as he tasted her pleasure upon his tongue.

Buy Links:

ARe     Evernight Publishing      Amazon

Rise of the Lost Prince Listening List:
Hoobastank – Crawling In The Dark
Godsmack – Serenity
Linkin Park – Papercut
Alter Bridge – Rise Today
Keane – Somewhere Only We Know
BrunuhVille – You And I
Matt Walters – The First Time
Creed – One Last Breath
Mat Kearney – Breathe In Breathe Out
Gabrielle Aplin – Salvation

Listening List on London’s YouTube Channel: http://youtu.be/bOHxtOLfvIo?list=PLTj2Uioh8mQ7CHZe8L4XAqO3WZQj6DovY

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LSJ Bio:

London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.
As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

Where to Find London:
Amazon Author Page
ARe Author Page
Barnes & Noble Author Page
LSJ Romance

Social Links:

Web: http://www.londonsaintjames.com
Blog: http://londonsj.blogspot.com
Twitter: http://twitter.com/LSJRomance
FB Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/London-Saint-James/154331444626603
TSU: https://www.tsu.co/Londonsj
google.com/+LondonSaintJames
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/LSJRomance

You can also e-mail London with any questions or comments at London@londonsaintjames.com. She loves to hear from her readers.

Would you like to know more? Join her mailing list for her monthly newsletter. http://eepurl.com/6P2on

Or, join her book group on Facebook, Slip Between the Pages with London. https://www.facebook.com/groups/SlipBetweenthePageswithLondon/

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Kindle Scout Nominations for Killer Blues by Nese Ellyson!

Published January 17, 2015 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

I just received some exciting news! I’m doing a happy dance…not for me, but for a fellow author.

Killer cover_NEW-2 copyMy friend and CP, Denise Frazier, just had her book accepted and uploaded on Kindle Scout. This is awesome! It’s huge! And if she gets enough votes, she’s offered a contract with them. Yay!

Writing as Nese Ellyson, her novel of romantic suspense is titled Killer Blues. It’s the first book in her Danger in Detroit series and it’s a fantastic read. I so hope she wins. It would give her writing career such a boost.

Denise is an awesome author full of great ideas. Let’s help her get on board with Kindle Scout. Please follow the link below and vote for/nominate Killer Blues. Also, please share and tweet to your followers if you will. She’s worked so hard on this book. I want this for her so bad. Fingers crossed. :)

Thank you!

Killer Blues by Nese Ellyson is ready for nominations on ‪#‎Kindle‬ Scout. Please help support a fellow ‪#‎author‬. https://kindlescout.amazon.com/p/2J4KSCKPHK2WS

Evernight’s Holiday Hangover Blog Hop

Published January 1, 2015 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

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Happy New Year from Evernight!

Now that the Christmas cookies are gone, gifts unwrapped, and your holiday visitors have left, you’ve earned some well-deserved TLC. Evernight authors not only have the cure for your holiday hangover, they have fantastic new books for your 2015 reading list, too!

Be sure to visit every stop on the hop and answer each question. The more blogs you hop, the more chances to win the GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini sponsored by Evernight Publishing (one entry per blog). Plus, hop each blog for a host of other fabulous prizes.

So sink into your favorite chair and enjoy your holiday hangover!

Happy New year!!!

This is the day we all make those New Year’s resolutions. Whether it be to lose weight, set a goal of some kind, or whatever. Mine is to quit smoking. I’ve been a smoker for many years and I know it’s not going to be easy, but I’m hoping that by posting my intentions here that you’ll hold me accountable. If you’re a praying person, please pray for the Lord to give me the strength to see this through. Thank you.

I’m currently working on the seventh book in my Thunder Creek Ranch series, Kidnapped! The Search for Casey, Lynne’s story. As with the other books in this series, the family bonds tighten as they work together to bring Casey back home. Then it’s on to #8, James Grayson’s story and #9, Abby Kerrigan’s story. The series will end this year with A Manning Christmas in late fall. A total of 10 books.

Now, on to the blog hop. It runs from today through January 4th. We have several blogs linked for your convenience. So hop around and get your entries in. The more blogs you comment on, the more chances you have to win. P.S. Don’t just copy and paste or you may be disqualified. Answer the questions and best of luck.

Reader's Choice Award 2013

Reader’s Choice Award 2013

 

Enter for a chance to win Evernight’s GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini and my blog prize, a copy of my award-winning romantic suspense, Bad Boy Blake, by answering one or both of these questions (be sure to include your email address to be eligible to win):

 1/  It’s been suggested that I write another series featuring the Manning family…Thunder Creek-The Next Generation. What do you think?

 2/ What are your resolutions for the coming year?

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Giving Thanks for 2014

Published December 31, 2014 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

A hearty and heart-felt ‘Hello’ to all my followers!

Another year is ending in just a few hours and here I am at home with my family, including two of my grandchildren, Sammy, age 10, and Alexis, age 4. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

I love spending time with family whether it be in conversation, baking their favorite treats, cooking big meals, playing board and card games, reading, and just enjoying their company. We don’t have snow at the moment or I’d be watching them play and build snowmen, snow forts, or ride on the snowmobile with Josh, my youngest son. The weather station is forecasting a major storm on Sunday, but Sammy goes home on Saturday. That’s all right though. We’ve enjoyed his visit tremendously.

I don’t get out much at this time of year as the cold dampness plays havoc with my arthritis, but I can have hot chocolate and treats ready for when they come inside. :)

2014 saw the completion of my Hudson Ranch series for which my very talented sister, Sharon Wilson-Dupuis drew the covers. Aren’t they beautiful? The entire series is available in both ebook and print form on Amazon.The Inheritance

 

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I also wrote and released another Christmas novella in October. Her Christmas Wishes is about a cowgirl, stranded at the family lodge during a blizzard when a Her Christmas Wishes 2stranger happens by. This story met with great success and I am so happy to hear that those of you who read it really enjoyed it. :) About the only complaint I get on my novellas is that they are too short. lol Readers want more and that pleases me.

Most of my stories are 50,000 words or more, so I guess I can understand my reader’s expectations in that regard.

 

We had an excellent Christmas this year. All three of my sons and their families were present and 4 out of 6 grandchildren were able to be here for the turkey feast. I’d done plenty of baking and was able to send each one home with home-baked goodies, as I try to do every year. Mom and I get together every year and bake. This year we made Christmas Morning Loaf (a sweet, fruit bread that we love) and donuts, also a favorite. You’ll find the recipes under the recipe tab at the top of this post.

I love to hear from my fans. I can be contacted at:

Website –  http://lorrainenelson.weebly.com
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/LorraineNelson.Author
Twitter - @LorraineNelson_

All my books are available on Amazon. Check out my Author page by clicking here.

Thank you for your support in 2014 and stay tuned for new books and posts in 2015. I hope you all had a blessed Christmas and that 2015 brings you plenty of good health, love, and happiness.

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New Release and Giveaway from Lisa Gillis!

Published December 19, 2014 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

STORM’S EYE by Lisa Gillis  ♪ Release Blitz & Giveaway

 

 

Title: Storm’s Eye

Author: Lisa Gillis

Genre: Rock Star Romance

Release Date: December 15, 2014

 

 

Storm's Eye: The Rock Star's West Coast Girl

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.99 Release Deal

Blurb

Falling in love with Jack was easy, but there is nothing easy about staying in love with Jack Storm, arrogant rock star, while settling into a new life in Los Angeles.

The story of rock couple Jack and Marissa continues.

For Jack, Marissa and Tristan in his life changes his outlook. He feels needed. He welcomes the responsibility of a family. He embraces the love and companionship. Quickly, he whisks his son and the intriguing woman he had never forgotten to his home in LA.

To Marissa, her future seems as mysterious as dusk’s shimmering shadows beneath the surface of the luxurious guitar shaped pool. There is no doubt this could be her dream house, her dream life with the man she loves. Not so dreamy is all she is beginning to see packaged with him. The crazy hours of a very active life. The garbage behind the glam. Mostly, a moody and presumptuous rock star whose public persona is opposite of the sweet musician she fell for.

This full sized novel can stand alone, but is greatly enhanced by reading Eye of the Storms.

Excerpt

When the next text came, I jumped in excitement.

JACK
Pulling up now. Meet me outside?
3:01 AM

     Hitching my robe tighter, I started from the room in stocking feet. On a whimsy, I stopped by the guest room for, and pushed my feet into, the pair of shoes I’d worn to his drop party.Storm's Eye

     Mindful of my heels and my excitement, I carefully descended the stairs even though I wanted to run. As I neared the landing, I clutched the bannister with both hands and practically leaped the last two stairs.

     Tearing the front door open, I pulled up short upon seeing it. In the shadows of the night, Jack was leaning against the red Lamborghini limo.

     He was even hotter than he ever had been, if that were possible. Maybe it was because the fantasy limo was his backdrop. Maybe he exuded an overload of charisma from being on tour. Maybe it was because I had not seen him in more than a week.

     All I knew for sure was seeing him sucked the breath into my chest before it whooshed out again as if I had been sucker punched.

     Although his features were shadows from the driveway lights, I could feel his heated perusal. His arms had been crossed over his chest, and they fell to his side as he vaulted the stone steps, two at a time, toward me.

     A steady breeze was blowing, and I twisted my head so that my face was clear of my hair. Holding my robe as I continued down to him, I enjoyed the tingle buzzing through my body as I watched his hair billow about.

     We crushed together, and wound together. I breathed him in as my lips moved against his chest and clamped my arms tightly around him as he nearly cut off my airflow with his own embrace.Storm's Eye

     My feet left the ground, and for a second, I was spinning before he set me down and our lips came together. The fiery kiss raged, we melded tight together, and our hands roamed, leaving tingling trails.

     “What are you wearing, Mariss?” Jack reclaimed his tongue long enough to speak, but was back to kissing me before I could answer.

     His hands had inched up the silky robe. Beneath the fabric, they alternately groped and caressed any skin left exposed by the lingerie. Fingers glided down, toying with the stockings.

     Taking a step back, I made one of the boldest moves ever in my life. Especially considering this house was prone to tree lurkers, and there was surely a driver in the limo.

     In one smooth motion, I had the silken belt untied, and my body shrugged from the silky shroud. Neither of us took notice of the robe catching the wind like a kite, or if it landed.

     I was too busy glowing beneath Jack’s heated gaze, and Jack was too busy stroking me from head to toe with those dark eyes.

     “Holy shit, Mariss… Just…holy fuckin’ shit…”

     He swooped and I was in his arms. I didn’t notice we were going down the stairs, instead of up, until I was settled in the limo.

     Jack was immediately on me for another one of those mind-bending kisses. When his lips left mine, I melted into the seat, enjoying the friction of his hands over my skin, and his wandering kisses.

     We were so sex starved that it was barely five minutes later when his hopeful inquiry was a pleasurable mummer against sensitive skin, “Please tell me it’s been long enough?”

     “It’s been long enough.”

     In response, for the first time since that shower five years ago, there was no scramble for a tiny foil packet. Actually, I was three days short of the recommended time for the pills in the little plastic case to get in my system, but I wasn’t worried.

     His unrestricted pleasure came in a loud groan and curse, then sweet seductive words. Every movement was soon pleasurable beyond words… The feeling of him completely coming inside me for the first time—unbelievable.

 

 

Lisa Gillis resides in Texas, with her husband who is the inspiration to her fictional men, her son who is the light of her world, and a spoiled chocolate lab, Bailey.

Her love for music, bands, and concerts inspired her Six Silver Strings Series.

When she is not writing those little voices out of her head while listening to music, she’s making her own noise on drums or guitar.

 

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