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Monday, October 5, 2015

The Healing Power of Love...

This month’s theme resonates with most romance readers because deep at our core we do believe that love embodies the total acceptance of another person and grants an ease that allows the emotional wounds of the past or present to be soothed.

People who share an experience often find common ground and begin their journey of discovery and healing together. We all carry around secrets but what if the discovery of that secret brought more pain before an actual healing could take place? The willingness to go the extra mile to help someone we love is, at least for me, the basis for a wonderful romance.

I have always loved a mysterious hero because there are so many layers to each individual that peeling them away becomes an adventure in itself. It doesn’t matter if the wound is physical or emotional; love can work its magical healing power—even for a plain Jane USO hostess and an elusive army lieutenant with a forty-eight hour pass and a secret he can never share.

I’m very happy about being part of the first Romance Books ‘4’ Us anthology, Entice Me, with my 20th century historical/paranormal romance, I’ll Be Seeing You. Available October 10, 2015…


Jack Howland, part of an elite group of OSS special agents can’t resist the pull of the moon or widowed USO hostess, Lulu Lane. After the war, while chasing a Nazi war criminal, their paths cross again. Will the truth about what Jack is send Lulu screaming into the night or back into his arms?

Excerpt: Heat level 2 chili peppers (mild)

She wasn’t used to having someone pay for a cab or open the door of the small cottage she hadn’t shared with anyone else in three years.
The young lieutenant had barely closed the door before pulling her into his arms and kissing her—hard, as if he’d wanted to imprint his mark for all time instead of forty-eight hours. She pushed the thought away. He’d made his intentions very clear. Lulu had come to terms with the fact that forty-some hours with Jack Howland was worth more than a lifetime of regret.
She hadn’t been kissed in a very long time or been pressed against a wall while large, masculine hands swept over her bare flesh. His mouth tasted of cigarettes and coffee, unfamiliar and delicious. His touch, tender and demanding, sparked a need she barely remembered but knew, after this night, she’d never forget.
Her experience had been limited to a young husband whose enthusiasm often over-shadowed anything she might have desired, if she’d been brave enough to ask. Much like their dance, she followed where he led and was surprised by the stray tear he kissed away and didn’t ask her to explain. He’d glanced at Toby’s picture on the fireplace mantel and held her while she explained her two-week marriage and being widowed when the Arizona sank.
Jack was tender and passionate and she had to keep reminding herself that their time together was temporary, but she’d never been kissed so intimately or devoured so completely; consumed.
As much as he gave she couldn’t help but feel that there was part of himself he held back and she found herself wishing that might come before their time together ended. If it didn’t, she couldn’t fault him. He hadn’t made any promises past forty-eight hours and she didn’t expect any. He attended to her protection without comment and she was alternately grateful and sad. A child would have been impractical.
She thought she’d convinced herself that the last thing she needed in her life was the complication of a romance during this damn war until at the end of their time together, he kissed her goodbye and climbed into a cab while the radio played Jo Stafford singing “I’ll Be Seeing You” in the background.
He didn’t look back until she turned to go inside. One last glimpse found their gazes locked as they had been only hours ago. If she lived to be one hundred, she was never going to forget the desperate sadness he’d refused to explain.
It would have made a great movie scene. A real tearjerker, if her reaction was anything to go by.

I hope you enjoyed the blurb and excerpt for I’ll Be Seeing You, and my nod to a generation that made this country great. If you’ve been enticed (sorry, I couldn’t resist) you can pre-order the entire collection that also includes stories from Cindy Spencer Pape, Marianne Stephens, Jean Hart Stewart, Janice Seagraves, Gemma Juliana, Denyse Bridger, Rose Anderson and Cara Marsi here
So many luscious love stories for such a great price! What, I didn’t mention that it was only $.99? With a heat rating of 1-5 chili peppers, you’re sure to find something to enjoy while you curl up with a cup of your favorite tea or coffee and nibble something sweet!

Until next month,

Happy Reading!
Paris Brandon

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Cara Marsi said...

I love your story, Paris. I know readers will too.

Tina Donahue said...

Wonderful collection, Paris - you should be so proud. :)

Polly McCrillis said...

Paris, I'm looking forward to reading Entice Me, AND participating in its Facebook promo party next Wednesday, the 14th. My first!

Paris said...

Thanks Cara! I love being part of this wonderful boxed set!

Paris said...

Thanks, Tina! I am:)

Paris said...

Thanks, Polly! It will be my first FB party also. See you there!

Rose Anderson said...

I loved this story when we were putting the anthology together. I know readers will too.

Melissa Keir said...

I love that song. The WW2 era has often been one of my favorites for music because of the sadness evoking moments that the songs show. But it's also a belief in possibilities... in forever afters that made us all wish for more.


Paris said...

Thanks, Rose!

jean hart stewart said...

Great excerpt!!! How can anybody resist the bargain of this set?

Janice Seagraves said...

Great excerpt.


Paris said...

Thanks, Jean! I don't see how anyone could resist:)

Paris said...

Thanks, Janice!

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