Monday, January 8, 2018

TOUR w/GIVEAWAY - Bayside Passions (Bayside Summers, #2) by Melissa Foster

Warm up the winter nights with this HOT new romance!
Bayside Passions
Bayside Summers, #2
by Melissa Foster
Releasing January 10th 2018
World Literary Press

The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . BAYSIDE PASSIONS (Bayside Summers, #2) . . . Fun, light, flirty, sexy hot chemistry. Return to Bayside and the characters that drew you in the first go-round or come find the characters that will have you coming back again. I am giving away nothing. This was a good read watching how Emery and Dean became friends and then watch as their bond only strengthens when she later moves to town and becomes a part of the community. Emery was the woman that wanted to keep friends in the friends zone only. She was moving forward with her life in her new community and wanted to keep things on the right track. Dean was the sweet, loving, wonderful male that would make that great girl’s friends. But he wanted so much more with Emery. He fell hard for her from the very beginning. Thinking things will progress forward when she moved to town. He did not understand that he would have to work for it even harder.

I loved getting to know more about Dean and Emery. The other secondary characters brought much character and dynamics to this read. I was looking for more strength from Emery, but she still pulled off the role. These two pulled off the perfect friendship to lovers. They had a quality friendship built with trust, respect, time, and distance. They came together and it just grew to a deeper level.

Bayside Summers series:
Bayside Desire – Bayside Summers, #1
Bayside Passions – Bayside Summers, #2
Bayside Heat – Bayside Summers, #3

Blurb
When Emery Andrews’s best friend, Desiree, moves away, falls in love, and opens a an inn all in one summer, she feels her absence like a missing limb. Until she visits over the holidays and meets sinfully hot Dean Masters, who’s as easy on the eyes as he is to talk to. After returning home, what starts as a flurry of late-night flirtations quickly turns into a deep connection and unexpected friendship. Now, months later, Desiree offers Emery a job teaching yoga at the inn. Adventurous Emery jumps at the chance and heads for Wellfleet, Massachusetts, to reunite with her BFF and her new close friend, Dean.

After months of sharing their lives, and their secrets, over video chats and phone calls, Dean’s ready to move things to the next level. The fact that Emery seems oblivious to the sparks between them and has recently put her foot down about dating friends just means he’ll have to bide his time.

When Emery finds a naked man in her kitchen the first morning she’s there, Dean doesn’t hesitate to move her into his guest room. Maybe now Emery will see what’s right before her eyes–although that guy she’s got a date with might be a problem.

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Excerpt
After a nice long shower, she dried her hair and threw on a pair of cutoffs and a peach tank top, all the while hoping Desiree had enjoyed amazing sex last night so she’d make one of her delicious, fancy breakfasts. She assumed Violet had had a fun night, although they hadn’t made any noise that she could remember. Could Violet have had bad sex? Maybe it really isn’t the length of the sword, but how expertly they wield it. She laughed to herself, imagining if that had been the case, Violet would have kicked his butt out of the house long before morning.
She headed over to the inn to question Desiree about long-dong naked man. Cosmos, the dog Desiree and Violet had inherited along with the house, greeted Emery at the kitchen door, yapping and trying to crawl up her legs. He was some sort of terrier mix, with pointy ears, mostly gray, wiry fur, and big brown eyes. She scooped up the scruffy pup and he licked her chin. “Hey there, matchmaker.”
Desiree’s mother had lived in the house for a few months before tricking Desiree and Violet to come out and stay there last summer. Unbeknownst to them, as part of a grand matchmaking scheme to bring Rick and Desiree together, Lizza had trained Cosmos to climb the fence and swim in the pool at Bayside Resort. It had worked so well, and Desiree was so happy, Emery almost wished Cosmos would work some magic for her.
That would take a miracle.
Not a single person in her family seemed to know how to have a lasting relationship. They were a boisterous, opinionated bunch, and because of that, she knew they were not easy partners. Her brothers were constantly flirting and rarely held their tongues. She had the not-holding-her-tongue thing down pat, and as for flirting? Well, she was pretty good in that department, too. The trouble was, several men she’d gone out with had accused her of flirting with other guys even when she wasn’t.
She stepped inside and set Cosmos on the kitchen floor. The sounds of spatulas on pans and laughter filled her ears. Desiree stood at the stove flipping pancakes. Dean, Rick, and Drake sat at the table, shirtless, their bronze physiques on display as they scarfed down breakfast. They were all athletic, but damn. Rick and Drake looked like boys next to Dean’s Adonis-like body. The way they were shoveling food into their mouths, she wondered if they’d run the entire length of the Cape. She might not find love, like Desiree had, but she knew she’d find plenty of other types of happiness here at the Cape.
“Hey, Em,” Desiree said.
The guys looked up, and Rick and Drake mumbled “good morning” around their food.
Dean smiled, lifting his chin in greeting as she plucked a piece of pancake from his plate and popped it in her mouth.
“Hey, doll. Sleep well?” Dean asked.
“Mm-hm.” She reached around him and grabbed his coffee, helping herself to a sip. Dean intercepted the mug before she could set it back down and took a gulp. “But the naked guy in the kitchen kind of threw me for a loop.”
Dean spit coffee all over the table. “What?”
“Watch it!” Drake flew from his chair, causing Cosmos to bark and setting Emery and Desiree laughing.
“Jesus, Dean.” Rick brushed coffee from his chest. “What the hell?”
Dean grumbled something that sounded like “sorry,” his angry eyes locked on Emery. “What naked man?”
Desiree tossed Rick a towel and said, “There was a naked guy in Violet’s kitchen?”
Emery shrugged. “Yup. Tall guy, well hung. Des, any idea who Violet’s banging these days?”
“No.” She handed Emery a plate of pancakes. “I know she has an old friend who lives in the area, but she refuses to tell me anything about him.”
“Well, they didn’t make a sound, so either I slept like a log or their tryst should go down in the Guinness Book of World Records for the quietest sex ever. Do you have a tent I can borrow for the next few days?” Emery asked.
“You’re staying at my place,” Dean said adamantly. He carried his plate to the sink and began scrubbing it clean.
“I can’t intrude on you,” Emery said. “I’ll mess up your mojo or something.”
He turned off the water and faced her, arms crossed, jaw tight. “My mojo is already messed up, and I’m pretty sure ‘or something’ follows you everywhere you go. You can, and you will, stay with me. It’s not safe for you to be around strange naked guys.”
“Think it’s safe for her to be around you?” Rick asked.
Dean glared at him.
“Dean would never hurt me.” Emery sat down at the table and speared a pancake from the platter Desiree set before her. “You sure you don’t mind, big guy? It’s actually perfect, considering I can walk there,” she teased. “But I have to warn you, I’m not the neatest person, and I suck at cooking, but I’ll—”
“Keep her out of your kitchen,” Desiree warned. “I’ve seen her cook. Not only will your kitchen never recover, but neither will your stomach.”
Truth,” Emery said, and ate another forkful of pancake.
“I don’t need you to cook or clean. Just stay out of my gardens and we’ll be fine.” Dean glared out the window over the sink at Violet’s cottage, looking like he was strategizing World War III.
“Okay, thanks. I’ll get my stuff after breakfast,” she said.
I’ll get your stuff and take it to my place while you eat,” Dean said. “I’m working in the hospital gardens today. I’ll make you a key while I’m out and text you when I get back.”
Before she could say a word, he stormed out the door.
“That’s a man on a mission,” Desiree said as she sat down beside Rick.
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Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult romance with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.

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RELEASE DAY BLITZ - Winter's Kiss by J.P. Uvalle


Winter's Kiss
by J.P. Uvalle
Publication Date: January 8th 2018
Publisher: Beautifully Twisted Publishing
Genre: Adult, Erotic Romance, Fantasy

How Far Would You Go For Happily Ever After?

Winter Belafonte, Princess of Stoneshire, is a girl with her heart set on finding a handsome prince to live out her happily ever after. However, when the expectations of running her father’s kingdom conflict with the love she so desires, she realizes the pursuit of happiness comes with a hefty price, leaving her with one question to answer, how far will I go for love?

Estevan St. Claire, Prince of Farrington, is the prince of every woman’s fantasy. He attends the Annual Winter’s ball to meet Gwendolyn Balavarr, Princess of Adonis, the woman he is arranged to marry, with the promise of strengthening the alliance of their kingdoms. But when he locks eyes with an undeniable beauty—another princess with cherry red lips and skin so temptingly sweet—Gwendolyn nor any other woman in the room no longer exists.

Until he learns their kingdoms have a long-standing vendetta.

Still, the sexual tension between Winter and Estevan is too intense for them to ignore, placing the fate of their kingdoms in jeopardy. This predicament leaves the prince with one question to answer, can I risk it all for love?

Will Winter and Estevan’s all-consuming love conquer all, or are they just a devastating tragedy waiting to happen?


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J. P. Uvalle is a beautifully twisted soul who has a passion for writing paranormal romance and has the divine ability to make the unbelievable, believable. She was born and raised in Colorado Springs, went to Bel-Rea Institute of Animal Technology and graduated with an Associate’s degree in Applied Science and Technology. JP works part-time as an ICU technician in Highlands Ranch, Colorado at an emergency/specialty hospital.

Aside from being a technician and a writer, she runs two businesses in her spare time— Beautifully Twisted Publishing, and Mary Kay. On top of that, she also contributes her time to the Beneath the Ashes Blog as a Promotions Manager.

When she’s not saving lives, coming up with her next plot twist or making women feel pretty and pampered, she’s spending time with family and friends.

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SPOTLIGHT w/INTERVIEW - CrossTown by Loren W Cooper

CrossTown
by Loren W Cooper
Date of Publication: November 14th 2017
Publisher: Red Hen Books
Cover Artist: Red Hen Staff Artist
Genre: Fantasy/SF
Tagline: CrossTown is the crossroads of possibility.
 
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Zethus is a sorcerer―a self-described spiritual thug for hire. He makes his living in CrossTown, a place where the manyworld hypothesis of modern physics manifests itself, where possibilities and probabilities overlap.

Caught up in a web of intrigue as he investigates the death of his master, Corvinus, and pursued by agents that want to erase all knowledge of Corvinus’ work, Zethus discovers that the key to his master’s murder lies in the last project he had pursued before his death. The roots of this project lie deep in the past, at the origin of CrossTown’s fractured reality.

Once he understands the stakes, Zethus must make the dangerous journey to the cradle of history. The price he must pay to find the answers he seeks will threaten everything he holds dear―including his own humanity.

“Beware the road outside your front door, for it is all at once old friend and passing stranger.” –CrossTown

“A sorcerer explores the frontier of theoretical physics.” Publisher’s Weekly

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Excerpt:
Roads and streets run like veins and arteries through the beating heart of CrossTown.  Each runs through all manner of distant and not-so-distant possibilities. 
            There's a theory in modern physics that posits a universe for every decision we make.  Each time we choose, right or left, high or low, vanilla or chocolate, we split into separate universes.  A vanilla me here, a chocolate me there, a rocky road with pistachio me somewhere else, and some poor lactose intolerant me further down the line.  The dominant me is my subjective reality.  In CrossTown, the probable mes collapse into the dominant wave, but all those wandering Ways continually wash other alternate lives, lives meant to be lived in CrossTown, up on its jagged shores.
The names of roads are choices; the turning and branching of roads are choices; roads are physical manifestations of their builders’ decisions…
            Everywhere, every place and every time where man or something like him has lived, roads run into one another, branch, disappear here and reappear over there as if they were quantum tunneling.  They run, meet, part, cross again, and form a bewildering Mandelbrot set of linked probabilities.
            Beware the road outside your front door, for it is both old friend and passing stranger.
            All those choices, all hooked together, comprise a vast sea of possibility.  A knowledgeable traveler can ride the currents in that sea to unimagined destinations…
            CrossTown is the crossroads of probability.
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The Book Junkie Reads . . . Interview with Loren W. Cooper . . .

How would you describe your style of writing to someone that has never read your work? Hardboiled myth meets science fiction.

What mindset or routine do you feel the need to set when preparing to write (in general whether you are working on a project or just free writing)? I don't set much in routine, other than to clear some time. The primary thing is to capture and collect the ideas as they hit, then get some time to execute and put flesh on the bones. To that end, I'll jot on anything at any time, then put it aside and come back to it later for inspiration.

Do you take your character prep to heart? Do you nurture the growth of each character all the way through to the page? Do you people watch to help with development? Or do you build upon your character during story creation? My thesis advisor had a few questions to ask about your character. Like what's in their cupboard? Their closet? Their trashcan? Roger Zelazny used to write throwaway short stories about the main character to get a feel for them beyond the initial work. I don't go quite as far as Zelazny, but I do like to have a character's habits in mind. I people watch as a part of life. You build a library of observations and experiences to draw on for the writing over time. Drawing on history and mythic archetypes helps as well (though here the storyteller has to be careful to avoid stereotype and cliche). All of those elements go into the mix of the character, who the character is, where they came from, where they're going, what they want, what they need, and most crucially, how those differ.

Have you found yourself bonding with any particular character? If so which one(s)?In CrossTown, the White Wolf is a key character: a nature spirit in the main character's Legion of bound spirits. He has an acerbic, sarcastic voice that appeals to me on a deep level.

Do you have a character that you have been working on that you can't wait to put to paper? Usually, my characters are on paper, even as sketches, long before the book comes out. Since I'm working a couple of different things right at the moment, that's where any interesting characters are going to begin to flex their muscles, prance on the stage, and start clearing their throats.

Have you ever felt that there was something inside of you that you couldn't control? If so what? If no what spurs you to reach for the unexperienced? A lot of personality is about reining in our impulses. Some of that is keeping the most powerful forces (rage, fear, desire) in check and below the surface, and on occasion those things burst out of their bonds like a river in flood. Storytelling is a way of relieving pressures and keeping those forces in check. Creativity is the unexpected connection between unrelated things, or as Marvin Bell puts it, the surprising but inevitable turn. Those two things come together in a rising emotion that must be checked, and art is a way of both absorbing the force and uncovering new connections. That's what makes art that touches us powerful to experience, whether in creation or consumption. 

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Loren W Cooper is the author of four novels, one short story collection and one nonfiction work. He has won the NESFA in 1998 and the EPPIE for Best Anthology in 2001. He is married with two daughters. He currently lives in Cedar Rapids Iowa. Favorite authors include Zelazny, Hammet, Steakley, and Catton. Loren Currently works for Hewlett-Packard.

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Thursday, January 4, 2018

SPOTLIGHT w/INTERVIEW - Hot Shot by S.A. Stolinsky


Hot Shot
by S.A. Stolinsky
Publishing Date: November 1st 2016
Publisher: Fiery Seas Publishing

Genre: Suspense


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Payback is a powerful thing...

Actor and bartender, Tyler West experiences a sudden streak of luck -- winning poker games. Determined to change his life, he enters the World Series of Poker. His life is suddenly turned upside down when the Russian mafia fronts him 1.5 million dollars to play at the tables. And then...he loses…

Now on the ride of his life, deceit and deception are his key to uncovering the truth. He must recoup the money, but will it come at a price? Can he stay alive long enough or will his time run out?

Excerpt:
Tyler pushed his long, blond hair back with one hand and slouched.  He knew she found him attractive.  “I’ll tell ya,” he began, hoping to make it last, keep her interested.  “I pretty much need the start up money right now.”
Ah, too fast.
“Start up money? Now? You think I got a stash under my bed upstairs?  We should go up and find out.  My, my we’re in a hurry aren’t we?” Elsie pushed Tyler into an oversized easy chair covered with brown mohair. A black cat with white paws jumped off it as Tyler slammed down.
“Easy kid. That’s the trick. You don’t wanta look too desperate, know what I mean? Well, you are good lookin’ I’ll give you that,” she said. “What ya got there?”
Tyler gave her a certificate.
“Made this up on my computer. It kind of sells land.”
“Bullwhippie,” Elsie said as she tore up the certificate and put it in a glass ashtray on the glass coffee table. “The only thing that makes a lot of money fast is ass, kid.”
“One point five million?” Tyler asked.
“You’re good looking, but honey your ego’s getting away with you.”
Elsie sat in her chair, a plush, pink armchair with multicolor pink pillow and a foot stool in front. She leaned toward him.
“Listen, baby. This is just between you and me, got it? I’ve been a madam longer than I can remember. I work on the sly sometimes, and my parole officer comes around, but he don’t bother me. You know why?”
            A still crestfallen Tyler looked at her.
            “Because I got the goods on all those assholes, that’s why. I got the video. Don’t ever do porn without a video somewheres in the bedroom. Ya got me?”
            Tyler nodded.
            Elsie continued without noticing. “I’ll never tell where I hid the original, but believe me I got plenty of copies. Got a friend on Grand that does the best photography in the city. I had a couple of tapes made and almost sold ‘em to TV—the porn sites. So I been thinkin’ real hard about how I can re-establish my rep. And here you come.”
Tyler finally opened his mouth but it was only to use his tongue to wet his lips, they felt parched and he was sure they would crack it he kept his mouth closed any longer.
“Yes, Ma’am,” was all he could think to say.
“I’m gonna start up the biggest whore house in the state, sonny. This time? With men. You know how much a good male hooker can make? Two thousand a night. Now---depending on your stamina…”
“Yeah, I get the picture,” Tyler said.
He wasn’t in to older women, but he had to admit, Elsie was beginning to look visibly younger with the excitement she was projecting. Some people love their work. Her gray roots were beginning to look more like silver blonde streaks and her smile was widening. Her teeth, perfect in what were undoubtedly caps, glistened.
“A male whore house. I don’t think it’s been done before,” Elsie repeated.
Elsie was spry for a woman her age, but she had become overweight and as Tyler checked out the flat, it looked like she’d just moved into the place.  She no longer looked like a professional, but that was probably the point.  On a small table next to Tyler there was a silver framed picture, a studio shot of a glamorous woman, her head tilted back, full makeup and blond hair, her fingers just touching her chin and a large, pearl necklace around her neck and thick jeweled bracelets on her wrists. Tyler realized it was an old shot of Elsie maybe forty years ago.
“Women in their eighties still masturbate, you know that?” Elsie asked noticing him admiring the photo. She looked like she might jot down his answer in an interview. “And what a shame that is when guys like you are just running around willy-nilly.”
“No, ma’am, never really thought about it,” Tyler said.
“You sure do look like your pa. He was a crafty one, but always good to my girls. You work out, huh? I got a boob job in my seventies. Hell, nothing stays up forever. They’re just starting to sag again now. Thinking about getting ‘em done again, so this is a good time we connected.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Tyler wasn’t sure where this was going, but he was pretty sure he didn’t want it to go much further.
“Thirty percent on my end,” she said.
“Huh?” Tyler realized his eyes had widened and tried to relax so he wouldn’t look so stupid.
“Thirty percent.”
“That’s a lot of money, Ma’am,” Tyler said, when the hole in his stomach shrunk slightly. “I mean I’m desperate, like you say, but that’s a big cut.”
“Listen, kid. A man looks like you, your age, your height, your…face, could make more than two thousand dollars a night, okay? It’s not gonna last forever, so you better grab it while ya can.


MY INTERVIEW WITH S.A. STOLINSKY
How would you describe you style of writing to someone that has never read your work?
I’m hoping that my style is simplistic, easy to read, and economic.  I like the way Robert Parker wrote.  Economically. He always said he didn’t waste too much time with language, and quoted Harold Pinter as the great compressionist.  I also write about the people I’ve met, the things I’ve experienced.  I’m a forensic psychologist, so the people I interview have quirky and unusual ways of thinking.  When I was doing comedy, the idea was to turn simple things into crazy, out of whack things that would make people sit up and go, “whoa, I didn’t see that coming.”

I try to say a lot with the fewest words I can. And like John Irving, someone who’s work I love, I do write the last chapter first so that I can see where I’m going.  I also have recently started writing the most pivotal scene that will be in the book, first so that I can visually see the “arc” of the character, how he or she changes and what makes him or her change.

I construct a careful outline of the story, chapter by chapter, and see everything. When you do that, you see the “inciting incident” and you see how someone’s backstory will influence how he or she reacts to the current situation.  An outline forces you to flesh out the whole story. So that's the way I write.

The character always comes first with me, even though I have a good idea of what the plot will be.  I have to know someone and really understand what would turn their life upside-down, and then construct a plot that will turn their lives upside-down.  Once I know that, I know I’ve got a great hook that can really grab the reader.

What mindset or routine do you feel the need to set when preparing to write (in general whether you are working on a project or just free writing)?
I write every day, 7 days a week.  I get lazy like right now.  I’m in the midst of finishing the second book in the Counterfeit series and I’m trying to get through the middle of it.   For some reason, I want more to happen.  I usually get up at 8:30 in the morning, have breakfast with my husband and then write for the entire morning.  I’ll have lunch with him and then go to the show.  I get enthused by reading something I love like Mikey Spillane.  His language and plots and character foibles can really get me going.

Do you take your character prep to heart? Do you nurture the growth of each character all the way through to the page? Do you people watch to help with development? Or do you build upon your character during story creation?
I have already “People-watched” in order to get the backstory of my character and I most certainly take him or her to heart.  The character usually grows due to the circumstances of my plot and will build on his or her own sense of self-worth and empowerment.

Have you found yourself bonding with any particular character? If so which one(s)?
I’m not that old, but from the time I was an actress in the middle 70s, I liked a character I called, “Mrs. Heffleby.”  She was a crusty old woman (at least 50 years older than I was at that time) and I remember my acting coach, Jack Garfein, telling me to work on that character.  I think she shows up in some guise or other in every piece I write. She’s always “the Greek chorus” commenting on what’s going on and how it’s disturbing her peace, busting her serenity.  I just love that character.  In HOT SHOT, my newest comedy/mystery, she’s a madam.

Do you have a character that you have been working on that you can't wait to put to paper?
I pretty much get them on paper. But I would love to put someone like a Sally Ride, the late astronaut into a book about perseverance, love, commitment and self-reliance.  I’d love to put her in a situation where she connected to the simple-minded man and worked through a really difficult time with him.  When the guy finds out who she is, he feels blessed and special.

Have you ever felt that there was something inside of you that you couldn't control? If so what? If no what spurs you to reach for the unexperienced?

I have terrible ADHD.  I have very little ability to delay gratification and that causes terrible havoc with me.  When I studied with famed coach, Stella Adler, she told me it would take me longer to accomplish what I wanted because I had no patience.  She was right about that, but I did persevere. 

Author Info
Stefanie Stolinsky, Ph.D. is a licensed psychologist and forensic psychologist with a private practice in Beverly Hills, California. She  specializes  in trauma, adults sexually, physically and emotionally abused as children, and PTSD. She is an international speaker and has taught training seminars in overcoming the aftereffects of child abuse. She has also taught licensing examinations to candidates for both marriage, family and child counseling and for the psychology licenses. 

She began her career as an actress in motion pictures, television and stage and created a unique therapy combining acting exercises with psychodynamic psychotherapy to help survivors of all kinds of trauma overcome the aftereffects of abuse. The first edition of "ACT IT OUT" was a top seller for over nine years. A second edition of the popular book was launched in April of this year and is available on Praeclarus Press, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.  

She is also the author of several award-winning short stories including her newest short story anthology, DATE NIGHT, and numerous comedy mystery. Dr. Stolinsky lives with her husband in Los Angeles.
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Tuesday, January 2, 2018

SPOTLIGHT - Pirate in My Arms by Danelle Harmon


Pirate in My Arms
by Danelle Harmon
Publication Date: January 2nd 2018
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services
Genres: Historical Romance

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Eastham, Cape Cod, 1715 - Captain Samuel Bellamy is an adventurer who sails into a puritanical Massachusetts town looking for backers to finance his treasure-hunting expedition in Florida. What he's not looking for is love, but he finds it in innocent young Maria Hallett. When he sails away to seek a fortune big enough to convince her family to let them wed, he never dreams that he's left her in disgrace ... and when he returns for her in triumph, she never dreams it will be as the most notorious pirate captain to ever terrorize the American coast. Based on the true story of the pirate ship WHYDAH and an old Cape Cod legend about two ill-fated lovers, PIRATE IN MY ARMS was the debut novel, first published in 1992 by Avon Books, from New York Times bestselling author Danelle Harmon. Updated for today's market.





First published in 1991, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Danelle Harmon has written sixteen books, with many distributed in various languages throughout the world. She and her family make their home in New England with a menagerie including four dogs, an Egyptian Arabian horse, and pet chickens. Danelle welcomes email from her readers and can be reached at Danelle@danelleharmon.com  or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/DanelleHarmon
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