***Happy New Year***
Here’s wishing
you and yours a happy, healthy 2018! I managed to stay pretty busy in 2017 and
as a result will have a few new releases this year. First on the 2018 roster is
Simply
Irresistible, another eclectic boxed set from some of the best-selling
and award winning authors of the Romance Books ‘4’ Us group. You can pre-order now, and/or it will be available January 23. My contribution to
the set is Cross My Heart, a sexy romantic suspense novella that I’ve
revised from a previously published story that reviewers called…”sexy, tense, fast-paced, and a book you
don’t want to miss”.
Cross My Heart
Liberal talk
show host, Valentine Cross and police detective Jack Sutton can’t keep their
hands off of one another until their obvious differences start to interfere
with their careers, and Jack makes the mistake of issuing an ultimatum that Val
fears will destroy them both.
Six months after
walking out of Valentine Cross’ life because she refused to marry him, Jack
Sutton receives an assignment that sends him right back into her arms, but will
she forgive him when she finds out why?
A long time ago
Valentine vowed to never break another promise, but that’s exactly what Jack wants.
Her connection to an underground women’s shelter might be the key to finding a
missing suspect whose life might be in danger, but at what cost?
Old secrets and
fears give way to exploding passions as the lovers have to decide whether to
trust one another, or walk away from a second chance to be together.
Excerpt: PG13
She gave up and
angled her wheels, tapped the gas and inched into the snow-banked curb at the
bottom of the hill before setting the parking brake. Winter in Kansas City was
always an adventure but tonight’s storm had added an extra layer of ice to the
three feet of snow they’d already gotten.
She slipped her
purse over her shoulder and swept her spiky red hair under a pink stocking cap.
Her boots slid when she swung her legs out of the car and tried to stand so she
dug the black stiletto heels into the ice and used them as picks to get to the
semi-shoveled sidewalk. She was halfway up the hill when she recognized Jack
Sutton’s empty brown Ford pickup parked in front of her house.
Valentine went
hot and cold at the same time and could have sworn her heart skipped a beat.
What the hell was he doing here?
Maybe he’d come
to return his key. He could have mailed it six months ago.
Maybe he missed
the sludge she called coffee. She was out of milk so he was out of luck because
it was the only way he’d drink it.
Maybe he was
through issuing ultimatums about getting married.
He hadn’t wanted
to take no for an answer and had scoffed at her fear that one day he’d resent
the fact that he was losing promotions because of something she had done or
said or both.
Then again,
maybe she’d missed the memo about hell freezing over because for the past six
months she’d figured that’s what would need to happen to get him to walk back
through her door again.
He’d spread
ice-melt on the steps and her concrete slab front porch. He had to have brought
it with him because he’d instinctively known that she probably didn’t have
enough on hand. It wouldn’t start working until it got a little warmer but that
was Jack, still looking out for her as if she were helpless. Once upon a time
that might have made her angry. Today, it reminded her of how well he knew her
and all of the little considerate things he’d done when they’d been together.
Right before
he’d turned into a macho jackass.
She could hear
him stomping to the door before she reached it. She closed her eyes and heard
the door swing open.
“Who have you
pissed off this time?” he growled in a voice so deep its rough promise curled
inside of her like a dark vine trying to take root. She shivered and opened her
eyes.
Slavic
cheekbones a woman would sell her soul to possess were shadowed by dark
stubble. He was dressed in his basic uniform of a dark tee shirt and jeans. It
was winter so he was wearing boots instead of leather lace-up tennis shoes.
Even scowling, he was handsome—if you liked wiry junkyard dogs with a double
dose of bad-boy attitude.
“I piss off a
lot of people. It’s hard to say.” She fought to keep her voice even, to keep
from reaching for him. “Why are you in my house?”
* * *
Simply Irresistible
Available for pre-order now from
Dare to be
intrigued, by this collection of sexy tales full of first time lovers, second
chances, and fantasy encounters. Sprinkle in some danger and suspense and you
have a good idea of what to expect. At $.99, it’s a bargain for anyone who
enjoys a good romance. What’s your pleasure? This set has it all!
Until next
month,
Happy Reading!
Paris Brandon
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A member of Romance Writers of
America and published since 2009, I write contemporary, paranormal, erotic and
historical romance, throwing a little mystery and suspense in for good measure.
Currently self-published and published with Decadent Publishing, I like nothing
better than a story that contains a little mystery and a lot of romance.
When not dreaming up stories
featuring heroes who aren’t intimidated by strong heroines, I can be found
haunting antique and thrift stores for unique finds, or planning a new flower
garden. I live in the mid-west with my husband of many years, who knows his way
around the kitchen and saves me from starvation when I’m trying to make a
deadline.
