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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the series where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress and twist the arms of author buddies to do the same.

Ah, it’s always a joy to have historical romance author Anna Campbell on the blog. I adore her books and I know you do too, and she always chooses cool excerpts to share. Today is no exception, with a sneak peek at her gorgeous Christmas story Mistletoe and the Major. Love this cover. It’s so bright and seasonal!

If you read on, you’ll discover that Christmas could come early if you win Anna’s giveaway.

 

Historical romance author Anna Campbell

Hi Cathryn!

I love visiting your blog and sharing news of my latest releases with your readers. Thanks so much for having me as your guest today to talk about my Christmas story this year.

And doesn’t that blow your mind? That we’re already talking about Christmas??!!

Anyway, back to Mistletoe and the Major. I seem to be dwelling on military gentlemen returning from the wars at the moment – my last release Catching Captain Nash was about a naval officer coming back from the dead to reunite with his loving wife.

Actually I wrote MATM a year ago for an anthology called Under the Kissing Bough which was available for a limited period last Christmas. I’m now releasing this story of love lost and found as a standalone for anyone who missed picking up the anthology.

Mistletoe and the Major is about Major Lord Canforth who returns from fighting Napoleon to reunite with the wife he loves. Sounds like he should be overjoyed, doesn’t it? Well, he would be if he thought Felicity loved him back. Unfortunately, he doesn’t. And their awkward, uncomfortable honeymoon eight years ago has preyed on his mind since he left his new bride to join his regiment.

When he gets back to Otway Hall on Christmas Eve in 1815, he has a lot of ground to make up with his wife, and no real idea how he can do that. This scene takes place just after he’s arrived. He and Felicity are alone in the great hall of his rambling manor house, and he’s noticed the elaborate kissing bough that has hung from the ceiling since the staff Christmas party a few days earlier.

 

Otway Hall, Shropshire, Christmas Eve, 1815

Canforth’s lips quirked. “At least give me until dinnertime to feel like I’m back to stay.”

Felicity made herself smile again, although she remained closer to weeping than laughter. “Before you know it, you’ll be ordering me around and demanding your claret and tobacco and slippers like a real lord of the manor.”

Mistletoe and the Major by Anna Campbell“First, we have unfinished business here under the mistletoe. I’ve waited a devil of a long time to kiss my wife.”

The sudden purpose in his expression sent sensual awareness rippling along her spine. Her lips burned from the brief kiss, however chaste, she’d given him. She was blushing again. Blast this odd situation. She was both wife of eight years and bride of a couple of weeks. There was no solid ground beneath her feet.

When gentle fingers tilted her chin up, she caught her breath. He brushed his lips across hers in a kiss that was over almost before it began. She’d braced for something more passionate, which was absurd when he’d never shown her anything but the most delicate handling. The few times he’d used her body, he’d treated her as if the slightest roughness would damage her.

It hadn’t been enough then. It certainly wouldn’t be enough now. She was eight years older than that naïve girl. After Canforth left, she’d learned the meaning of longing.

The kiss was like a whisper. But even such brief contact turned her knees to water. Instinctively she reached toward him, to bring him closer.

Before she could touch him, he stepped away, leaving her floundering. “That was a fine welcome,” he murmured and gave her a brief bow, as if they’d only just met.

She remained poised under the mistletoe, lips tingling, although it was clear there would be no more kisses. “I’m so glad you’re home, Canforth.”

 

You can read a longer excerpt and the blurb on my website.

Mistletoe and the Major is only 99 cents on Amazon.com

Here are the buy links:

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One of my favourite scenes in Mistletoe and the Major occurs when Lord Canforth is reunited with his aged dog Digby. It always brings a tear to my eye when I read it. So I’d love to know about your favorite pet. Mine was a collie dog called Astro – smarter than most humans I’ve met, and that’s not being rude about the humans!

GIVEAWAY!

I’ve got a Kindle download of Mistletoe and the Major for someone who comments today. No geographical restrictions.

Good luck in the draw!

Please Note: Giveaway closes midnight Friday AEST, 22nd September 2017. Open internationally.

My favourite pet, Anna? Oh, that’s easy! My first horse Mysty. She was such a character and I adored her. I still remember the day she walked through the front door to say hello.

What was yours? Share and Christmas could come early for you thanks to Anna!

If you’d like to learn more about Anna and her books, please visit her website. You can also connect via Facebook and Twitter using @AnnaCampbelloz.

Teaser Tuesday!

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the blog series where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress and sometimes hustle writing buddies into doing the same.

As I think I’ve mentioned, I’m in the middle of a new story and have finally hit what I call the “obsessive” stage. This is the point where I can’t stop thinking about the characters. And I mean can’t stop.

Think of a movie that runs endlessly but with the scenes played out of order and changing constantly. They screen as I go to sleep, as I rise in the morning, as I shower and eat breakfast, as I zone out in front of the telly or exercise or shop or cook dinner. The buggers are even with me when I play golf, which is no doubt one of the reasons why I’m so bad at it.

That’s what goes on in my head when I hit this stage and I’ll now stay like this until I finish the book. That probably sounds weird and boring to a non-writer, but I love it. It’s exciting, and I adore testing different conflicts and dramas, and thinking up new ways to torture the hero and heroine and toy with their emotions. Nicely, of course.

So it seems only fitting that I celebrate reaching this point with a little taste of what I’ve been writing. No formal title for this one yet – it’s a secret. Not really, but the working title I have will probably end up changed and I’d rather not confuse the issue.

The hero of this one is Jack and he’s very much the strong silent type, while our hairdresser heroine is Elsa and she’s… not!

 

‘Perhaps I can tempt you into a shave too?’ Elsa took another breath and beamed her most tempting smile. ‘A proper cut-throat razor one. It doesn’t take long.’

Which wasn’t quite the truth. The deluxe version, which was a gloried man-facial, could take a good hour.

Jack’s gaze scanned her face, flicking from her mouth to her eyes and back again. The buzz she’d been experiencing since his arrival turned electric.

‘I’m trained. And I promise I’m not even remotely psychotic. No Demon Barber of Fleet Street here. That’s a film, by the way. Sweeny Todd, starring Johnny Depp, Helena Bonham Carter…’ God, now she was babbling.

The corner of his mouth lifted in what Elsa was beginning to suspect was Jack’s version of a smile. ‘Not sure I have time.’

‘Somewhere better to be?’

 

If you’re wondering what my next release will be, The Country Girl hits shelves December 18th, just in time for Christmas but you can secure your copy today from these retailers. 

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the series where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress and occasionally con author buddies into doing the same.

I spent the weekend in gorgeous Newcastle, a city that will always hold a special place in my heart, not least because of the wonderful friends I’ve made there.

It’s also a place we’re likely to move back to, and sooner rather than later. That means I’ll be once again close to one of my favourite regions – the Hunter Valley.

If you’ve never been to the Hunter, I highly recommend it as a place to visit. The landscape is glorious, ranging from lush river flats to rugged ranges, and while mines also scar the area, they’re tempered with magnificent thoroughbred studs, dairy and beef farms and, of course, vineyards.

Oh, and it’s also home to some excellent golf courses. Very important.

I love the place so much I wrote a kind of extended love letter to it with my second release, Heart of the Valley. I’d always planned to set more books in the Valley but with Rocking Horse Hill and the advent of the Levenham Love Stories, I haven’t had the chance.

Somehow, when we move back, I suspect I’ll remedy that. No guarantees, but I can already feel myself mulling over ideas. Perhaps a Heart of the Valley sequel? With Brooke’s amiable older brother Angus as the hero? Never say never!

Now, while I’m on the subject of the Hunter, I’m delighted to announce that I’ll be appearing at the Scone Writers Festival – “The small rural writers festival with big names and big ideas” – on Sunday November 12th, on a panel called This Rural Life: Rural and regional stories from around Australia.

The festival runs over the whole weekend, from Friday 10th November until Sunday 12th. For the full program and tickets visit the Scone Writers Festival website.

Hope to see you there!

I’ve also just had new supplies of Heart of the Valley arrive, and they look super pretty. If you’d like to order a personally signed print copy of this book for yourself or as a gift, simply email me at cathryn@cathrynhein.com or contact me via the Contact page of this website and we’ll work out the details.

And that all leads, in a roundabout way, to this week’s Teaser Tuesday snippet which is, of course, from Heart of the Valley.

This book… oh this book!

There I was happily flicking through it looking for a suitable passage and next minute I’m reading and getting all emotional about Lachie and Brooke and all the things that happen, and all I want to do plunge back into their world and stay there. Which makes it very hard to choose a passage because I love them all.

But after much mulling (and drooling over Lachie) I’ve selected this one. Enjoy!

 

With the horse saddled, bridled and booted, Brooke led her toward the ménage, mind drifting to Lachlan, her skin prickling with heat as she recalled how close she’d come to exposing herself. The Heart of the Valley by Cathryn Heinmoment when she’d almost kissed him.

One more breath and she would have reached up on tiptoe, slid her arms around his neck, pressed her body against his and tilted her mouth for a kiss like a drunk, desperate spinster. What a fine reward that would have been for him after all he’d done. Lachlan had shown her nothing but kindness, and all she seemed capable of was embarrassing him and humiliating herself.

Except . . .

Brooke halted and touched her lips, remembering the way he’d cupped her face and run his thumbs gently under her eyes, across her mouth. The swirls of green-gold in his beautiful hazel eyes as they’d gazed at her. For a heartbeat she thought . . .

 

If you want to know what Brooke thought you’ll have to read the book!

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As mentioned above, personally signed print copies are also available for purchase direct from me. Email me at cathryn@cathrynhein.com or via the contact form on this website for details.

Learn the story behind how I came to write Heart of the Valley in A Story from the Heart, or read another excerpt on its book page.

 

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the series where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress and invite author buddies to play along too.

After making way for Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy’s release and fun 6 Secret Things post last week, we’re back to normal programming.

I’m in the middle of writing a new book and, for various reasons, it’s been giving me a bit of grief. I’ve managed to wrestle it back on track now but it had me worried for a while. Some books are like that though. They refuse to come easy, with every sentence taking forever to write. Others pour out like word fountains.

April’s Rainbow was a book like that. I had the first draft down in thirteen writing days and that still remains a record for me. It also one of the reasons why I continue to be besotted with the story. Another being that my crush on its hero Tristan has never dimmed. That man… *deep sigh*

It’s been a while since I shared a sample from April’s Rainbow, so today I’m going to make up for it with this lovely scene between Tristan and April.

 

She turned her head away and stared toward the horizon. ‘You should try to find a nice local girl.’

I dropped the axe head to the ground and leaned on the shaft, staring at her. When April refused to look at me I let the axe go and crouched in front of her and took her hands. She regarded me with eyes filling with tears.

April's Rainbow by Cathryn Hein, an Australian country love story‘Love hurts, Tristan. Really hurts.’

‘Not mine.’

She bit her lip and shook her head. ‘You’re too much.’

‘I’m not enough.’

She laughed at that. ‘Oh, you’re enough, Tristan, believe me.’

I frowned, not understanding.

She cupped a hand around my jaw. ‘Do you ever look in the mirror?’

I did, most days when I shaved, but I guess that’s not what she meant.

Wonder spread across her face. ‘You really have no idea. Tristan,’ she said, this time cupping both palms around my cheeks, ‘you’re a babe.’

 

April’s Rainbow is available in print and ebook from these stores. Grab your copy today!

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Personally signed print copies are also available for purchase direct from me. Email me at cathryn@cathrynhein.com or via the contact form on this website for details.

Learn the story behind how I came to write April’s Rainbow in Of Daydreams, Cairns and Rainbows’ Ends. You can also discover its theme song and more in 6 Secret Things About April’s Rainbow.

Want another excerpt? Visit April’s Rainbow’s book page on this site or download a free sample from your favourite ebook retailer and enjoy.

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the series where you get sneak peeks at new and past releases, and works-in-progress from me and my writing buddies.

Today I’m chuffed to host on the blog two-time romantic book of the year (Ruby) finalist Juanita Kees. You may remember Juanita from her previous visit, when we had a lovely excerpt from her Ruby finalist rural romance Home to Bindarra Creek.

Today, Juanita is back with her new release Secrets at Wongan Creek. If you follow the amazon charts, this book has been whupping some serious butt lately. And no wonder. Readers fell in love with the first of the Wongan Creek Stories with Whispers at Wongan Creek and can’t wait for more. And SECRETS! Gotta love a book with secrets.

If you’re a fan of rural romance – and who isn’t? – then these books are for you. Here’s Juanita to tell you more.

 

Juanita Kees authorHi Cathryn 😊, thanks for having me on Teaser Tuesday. Hello readers.

Today I’d like to introduce you to two very special characters, Harley and Tameka. Oh, and Loki, the Catahoula Leopard Dog, who launched his way into the story unexpectedly, and became a hero in his own right.

When I started writing this book, I knew exactly who my hero would be, but the heroine remained a bit of a mystery until she was ready to tell her story. Soon it became clear that still waters really do run deep in Wongan Creek.

Tameka is a young woman struggling to hold onto her heritage while she battles archaic farming methods and a father who rules with an iron fist. Torn from Harley’s arms following a clash between their families, she’s had to learn to love him from afar. For his safety and her own.

When spray drift from Tameka’s herbicides ruins his crop, Harley has no choice but to confront the woman he’s loved his whole life and can’t have. She’s unreachable, distant, withdrawn … until an unexpected chain of events throws everything she’s ever known into question: her past, her family, her life. She and Harley have one small chance to seize happiness … if they are able to rise from the ashes and claim it.

Secrets at Wongan Creek follows on from Whispers at Wongan Creek, but can be read as a standalone story.

 

Harley pushed through the open gate in the fence between their farms. A pang of regret nudged Tameka’s heart. She missed the days when he’d come through that gate for reasons that didn’t cause a scowl on his face. When they’d been on speaking terms—on kissing terms—except on Derby Day. Back in the years when the competition between her and Harley had been about who could climb the highest in the old gum tree down by the creek or who could sow a row faster.

Secrets at Wongan Creek by Juanita KeesThe only purpose the gate served these days was when Loki nosed it open to chase the birds out of the trees around the dam, or like today, kill and bury his rope for resurrection later.

‘I’ll come down and weld that bloody gate shut.’ He stopped with his boots inches from hers, and she could smell the remnants of his shower soap and toothpaste as he called, ‘Loki, heel!’

Loki obeyed, his ice-blue gaze full of apology as he leant against Harley’s leg and begged for an ear scratch.

A pang of regret filled her heart at the way Harley stood so close, his body heat warming her personal space. There’d been a time when she could reach out and tug at his beanie or steal his scarf. Or lean up against him and kiss the spots of colour the cold morning put in his cheeks.

‘Might be best.’ She raised her eyes from his mouth to his face and caught the grim expression there, her heart sinking at the annoyance in his eyes. ‘Who stole your sunshine and rainbows this morning? I’m the one with the churned-up field.’

He whipped off his beanie, shoved it in his jacket pocket and blew out a warm, angry breath that tickled her face.

‘That’d be you, Tameka.’ He reached inside his puffer jacket, his arm brushing across her chest, and pulled out a cutting with wilted leaves. ‘Looks like we’re even over Loki’s mess because your infernal preference for phenoxies has destroyed almost my entire crop on this side of the fence line.’

 

 

Wasn’t that fab? A must-read and with lovely dogs! Grab your copy of Secrets at Wongan Creek today from:

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If you’d like to learn more about Juanita and her gorgeous books, please visit her website. You can also connect via Facebook and Twitter using @JuanitaKees

 

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to another sizzling instalment of Teaser Tuesday, the series where I share snippets from new and past releases and works-in-progress, and occasionally con author buddies into doing the same.

(If you get the feeling you’ve read this post before, that might be the case. Some silly person accidentally hit “publish”on it a week early. I unpublished straight away but subscribers would have still received the email.)

The countdown to Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy release is ON!

Yes, only two weeks remain until Nick’s and Chrissy’s cute and funny romance hits shelves, and I’m so damn excited I keep squeaking. I also keep shoving my print proof of Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy in Jim’s face and saying, “Look… LOOK!” while he calmly (if wearily) replies, “Yes, I’ve seen it.”

That poor man, he suffers so for my art. Maybe we should get a dog so I have someone new to harass with my book releases.

Anywayyy…

This week is also conference week. I’ll be winging my way to Brisbane tomorrow for five days of hanging with my tribe at the annual Romance Writers of Australia conference. I can’t wait. The RWA conference is one of my favourite events and this year it’s even more special because Santa and the Saddler is up for a Romantic Book of the Year Award (Ruby). Winners will be announced at the conference dinner on Saturday night. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Right. On to today’s teaser from Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy in which Nick is about to embarrass himself in front of Chrissy, her friends and the entire back bar of Levenham’s Australian Arms Hotel.

 

Nick stood in the shadows of the hall leading to the rear exit, watching Chrissy with her friends and wishing his stomach would stop reacting to the smell of chips that kept wafting from the pub’s kitchen. He’d been late out at the farm and it’d been hours since afternoon tea, but he’d been too nervous to eat more than a couple of dry biscuits since arriving home.

Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy by Cathryn HeinChrissy was perched on one of the vinyl-covered stools the publican kept scattered in front of the fire, along with a couple of low tables, to make the area more relaxed and lounge-like. Her body was angled towards the door leading to the front bar, and every now and then she’d glance at it before looking quickly away. Nick prayed it was him she was searching for and not some other bloke. That’d really ruin his plan.

Whatever she and her friends were talking about, it was making them animated, with waving hands and laughter and plenty of drinking. From the almost empty bottle of red wine on the coffee table, they’d been at it for a while, too. Wine had stained Chrissy’s lips a kissable red and her face was deeply flushed. She bent forward to say something and leaned back with a grin and a wink that shot straight to Nick’s stomach and made him forget all about food.

This stunt was going to make him look like a peanut, but what the hell, Chrissy was worth it. Besides, looking like a peanut was the whole point.

 

Want to know what stunt Nick pulls to impress Chrissy? You’ll have to read the book!

Secure your copy of Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy today with a pre-order from:

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Signed print copies will be available for purchase direct from me after August 22nd. Details on how to order will be in the release day newsletter. Normal print copies will be available in online stores soon.

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the blog series where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress, and occasionally invite author buddies to do the same.

It’s August 1st and that means two wonderful things. One, it’s only 21 days until Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy releases. Rah! Have you pre-ordered your copy? If not, secure one today by visiting amazon.com, amazon.com.au, amazon.co.uk, iBooks, Kobo, Barnes and Noble or Google Play. If you’re waiting on the print version, signed copies will be available to purchase direct from me after August 22nd (details in the release day newsletter – sign up here), or available to order from online book stores soon.

The second wonderful thing is that it’s the official birthday of the horse, at least in the southern hemisphere. If you’re out and about and spot a one of these lovely creatures, give it a pat or a carrot or blow it a kiss.

I’m going to celebrate by sharing a snippet from The Horseman’s Promise (formerly known as Promises). I love this book and am delighted that the rereleased edition is finding new readers in Australia and around the world. From the moment I started writing this book I knew it had something different, and I was right because it went on to become my first published novel.

Sophie and Aaron’s story is loaded with family drama, intense emotions and romance. But with Sophie riding event horses and Aaron being a racehorse trainer, it also has horses. Lots of them. Which is why it’s being featured on today’s Teaser Tuesday.

Here’s a snippet from Aaron’s point of view. He’s trying his hardest to not let it happen, but Sophie is getting under his skin…

 

It wasn’t only him Sophie was spoiling. Every day, the horses were favoured with a treat. Sometimes it was a bucket of carrots she’d share out before leaving for home. Other mornings she brought he Horsemans Promise by Cathryn Heinapples. The week before, Aaron had caught her feeding the horses peppermints.

The horses’ reactions to this unusual treat had her laughing so hard she’d had to grab at a rail to hold herself upright. Psycho kept raising his head in the air and curling his top lip like a randy ram that had just sniffed a ewe. Costa Mozta was leaning so far over the top rail of his yard, his rubbery lips extended and wiggling like an elephant’s nose as he tried to reach for the packet, that he was in danger of falling over. Rowdy had cocked his head to either side like a connoisseur thinking up superlatives to describe the taste, before flopping out his tongue and waggling it as if it needed airing.

Aaron had shaken his head and walked away grumbling about rotten teeth and dentist bills, but the sight of her laughing so joyously made his heart feel too big for his chest.

 

The Horseman’s Promise is available right now in ebook and print from amazon.com, amazon.com.au, amazon.co.uk, iBooks, Kobo, Google Play, Barnes and Noble, Bookdepository, Booktopia, and Angus and Robertson Bookworld. Grab your copy today and be charmed!

 

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the blog series where I share snippets from new and past releases, and works-in-progress, and love to host author buddies.

You’re in for a treat today, with rural and small-town romance author Jennie Jones visiting the blog and sharing a lovely excerpt from her new release, The House on Jindalee Lane.

Many of you will already be Jennie Jones fans thanks to her hugely popular Swallow’s Fall series, which began with The House on Burra Burra Lane and continued through four more titles. Well, Jennie now has a new series: Daughters of Swallow’s Fall.

Set in a fictional small town in the Australian Snowy Mountains, Daughters of Swallow’s Fall follows the lives and loves of not only some of Swallow’s Fall much-loved characters, but those of the daughters of the main protagonists in the first series.

The House on Jindalee Lane is the first book in this new series and you are going to love it!

Here’s Jennie to tell you more about it and let you sample some the fun you’ll have with this story.

 

Author Jennie JonesHi Cathryn! It’s lovely to be back on Teaser Tuesday. The House on Jindalee Lane was released yesterday, which is hugely exciting for me. It’s the first book in a second series of small-town stories (with romance, of course) set in my fictional town in the NSW Snowy Mountains.

“Swallow’s Fall. Where anything can happen, and usually does!”.

This story features Edie Granger, theatre actress forced to return home due to some trouble from a big-time producer, and Ryan Munroe, ex-commando and Edie’s childhood friend—but that friendship was ruined three years ago when they had a try-out kiss that went disastrously wrong. While she’s home, Edie opens a small theatre in the barn at the back of her house. But suddenly, the comedy elements in her play start happening for real—and they’re not funny.

Will Edie and Ryan make it to the curtain call? And will the actress and the soldier ever learn to understand each other?

 

Ryan didn’t flinch when Edie tossed her head back. Much as he was loath to acknowledge it, he was bewitched when she did the hair-fling thing. She reminded him of an old movie actress in some black-and-white film he’d watched with her one time. Rita somebody. Sitting at her dressing table. Camera zooms in just as she’s throwing back a head of long, glossy hair. Edie Granger—total pain in his heart and Rita Somebody lookalike.

The House on Jindalee Lane‘So will you be the stage manager?’ she asked again. ‘Please, Ryan.’

He ought to phase her out of his life and the best way to do that was to pack up and move on. But he’d made a promise to Ethan.

‘All right. What’s the scope of the job?’

Her smile of thanks made his heart swell.

‘You’d have to take—’ She paused. ‘Directions from me.’

He raised an eyebrow. ‘You mean orders.’

She sucked in her cheeks to halt her grin.

He held his ground and kept his gaze steady. Christ, he’d do anything for her. Good job she didn’t know that.

‘You’re looking at me weirdly,’ she said. ‘What’s happened to you?’

‘I’ve been living with you for eleven days,’ he said in a neutral tone. ‘What did you expect would happen to me?’

‘Oh, ha ha,’ she said with a light in her eyes. ‘Has anyone ever told you how unamusing you are?’

‘Only you and a few Afghanistan insurgents, Glam-puss.’

 

See? Told you this story would be fun and you need a copy right now, oh yes you do!

For instant gratification, download the ebook of The House on Jindalee Lane from amazon.com, amazon.com.au, Kobo, iBooks or Google Play. For the print version, try your beloved local bookseller or chain store, Booktopia, or Angus and Robertson Bookworld.

If you’d like to learn more about Jennie and her gorgeous, heart-warming books, please visit her website. You can also connect on Facebook and Twitter using @JennieJRomance.

 

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to the tasty titbit that is Teaser Tuesday! (I nearly typed Friday Feast there, a series that long-term followers will recognise, but which finished up a few years ago and was VERY COOL). Anyway, TT is where I share snippets from upcoming and past releases, and works-in-progress, and occasionally sucker writing buddies into doing the same.

Today I delighted to host Alli Sinclair on the blog. Alli and I share the same publisher, which is why she has amaaaaazeballs covers (and excellent books). As a very well-travelled lady, it makes sense that her stories are filled with adventure, excitement and, of course, romance. She loves sexy guys with sexy accents (don’t we all… sigh), exploring the world’s amazing cultures, and dancing.

Alli’s latest release is Beneath the Parisian Skies, a sweeping saga about love, truth, grief and passion–and what it takes to fulfil a dream, and it looks and sounds beautiful. And today you have the great fortune of reading a special scene from the book.

Make sure you read to the bottom because you could discover a way to get your hands on a FREE prequel to Beneath the Parisian Skies!

Here’s Alli.

 

Author Alli SinclairThis excerpt takes place in the present-day story, between Yves and Lily. They’ve already met twice and even though she doesn’t believe in muses, Yves is convinced her presence inspires him and will help him finish the ballet score he’s writing. She’s been trying to distance herself from ballet since quitting two years prior. Yves opens up the scene:

 

‘I understand. Not everyone is like me and will talk about their life to strangers. Although, we have met more than twice so that makes us acquaintances now.’ He grinned and dabbed his mouth with a serviette. ‘Do you mind if I have one more thing to say about Natalie? Then we change the subject.’

‘Sure,’ she said, figuring Yves wouldn’t let up. And even though Lily hardly knew him, she enjoyed his warmth and friendliness.

‘I overheard Natalie say you are wasting your life and she does not want you in hers.’

Her fingers turned ice cold. ‘You heard that?’

‘I am sorry but it is impossible to switch off ears, yes? Plus, you two were yelling.’

‘Was it really loud?’

That chunk of hair fell over his eye again and she resisted the urge to lean over and gently brush it away. ‘You were not too loud but using my ears is part of my job and I can hear even the softest sound.’

Beneath the Parisian Skies by Alli Sinclair‘Your neighbours must hate you.’

His laugh spurred her to join in. ‘Luckily, they travel a lot. Back to you and your sister, though; why does she think you are wasting your time?’

‘Long story.’ Such a long, long story.

‘You are hard to get to know, Lily Johansson.’

‘Sorry. It’s just I’ve spent a lot of time alone recently and I’m not used to deep conversations.’ She placed her elbows on the table and placed her forehead on her hands. ‘God, that sounds pathetic. I’m not a social leper, I promise.’

‘You are having some troubles, that is all.’

‘Wish it was only some,’ she mumbled.

‘Do you want to be out of Natalie’s life?’

‘She’s always been melodramatic.’ Once more, Lily didn’t properly answer.

‘I understand your sister well enough to know that what is normal for most people is a big drama for Natalie.’ He drummed his fingers on the tablecloth. ‘I believe I can help you.’

‘How?’ She leaned forward, trying to suppress the rising hope.

‘I am one of the few people Natalie will listen to. I don’t know why but it is so.’

Lily knew exactly why her sister would pay attention to what Yves said—his charm, openness, and ridiculously good looks for starters.

‘She is dancing as understudy in the current ballet for Bohème but will be auditioning for Turning Pointe. This means my score must be completely finished very, very soon.’ She nodded for him to continue, not sure where he was headed. ‘So I have a proposal for you.’

‘Dare I ask?’ Heat flushed across her face.

‘I will smooth the way for Natalie to listen to you.’

‘Good luck on that.’

‘I do not make a promise unless I can keep it. I will get your sister to listen but I cannot guarantee her reaction.’ He leaned back against the chair. ‘In return, I will have the pleasure of your company while I put the finishing touches on Turning Pointe.’

Lily’s mouth dropped open then she quickly closed it. Of course Yves Rousseau was too good to be true. For a moment he’d convinced her he wasn’t the peculiar composer she’d met in the park yet here he was, spouting ridiculous proposals once again.

‘I’m not your muse.’

‘Maybe we should not use that word.’

‘You were happy to call me that when you grabbed me the other day.’ She scraped her chair against the stone, ready to make a hasty exit.

‘And I apologise.’ He held his hand over his heart. ‘I get carried away at times, just like your sister.’

‘Hmmm.’

‘I’ll be honest and tell you I am desperate. The ballet company hired me in good faith to deliver this ballet but I am stuck. It is written but it is not to the point where I am fully happy. It does not have …’ He waved his hand in the air as if trying to grasp the right word. ‘Zest. Passion. Je ne sais quoi. But the two times I have seen you in the park the spark returned. And now that I have seen you today …’ he pushed out a long, low whistle, ‘I am inspired again.’

‘Muses don’t exist. They’re just used by artists as an excuse not to work.’

‘Are you always this cynical?’

‘No.’ At least, she hadn’t always been like this. She used to be a glass is half full kinda gal but since Aiden’s death her demeanour and view on life had changed. She’d struggled with it every day but just couldn’t be the person she once was.

Yves said, ‘I shall call you my inspirationist.’

‘Your what?’

‘Inspirationist.’ His lips twitched then broke into a wide smile. ‘Deal?’

‘I don’t know.’ Although, she couldn’t see another way to achieve her goal. She had to get to the bottom of Natalie’s behaviour and if she had to sacrifice a few hours with an odd composer then so be it.

‘Fine.’ She crossed her arms.

‘Are you saying yes?’ His wide eyes sparkled.

‘Yes.’

‘Excellent! And so we begin Project Inspiration.’

 

Beneath the Parisian Skies is available now from your favourite bookstore, in print and ebook. Try Booktopia, Angus and Robertson Bookworld, amazon.com, amazon.com.au, iBooks, Kobo, Google Play or your preferred retailer.

Parisian Dreams by Alli SinclairNow, as mentioned at the start, there’s a freebie. And don’t we adore those! Grab your ebook copy of Parisian Dreams, the prequel to Beneath the Parisian Skies, for free from amazon.com, amazon.com.auiBooks, Kobo, Google Play. The perfect way to try one of Alli’s books and ease you into Beneath the Parisian Skies.

Go get ‘em!

If you’d like to learn more about Alli and her stories, please visit her website. You can also connect via Facebook, Twitter using @allisinclair and Instagram using alli_sinclair.

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Teaser Tuesday!

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Teaser Tuesday 2017 logoWelcome to Teaser Tuesday, the blog series where I share snippets from upcoming and past releases, and works-in-progress.

Ooh, last week was exciting. Seeing Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy up for pre-order in ebookstores was such a thrill. I can’t wait for you to read this book. Nick and Chrissy’s story was a delight to write and I had a ball coming up with ways for Nick to embarrass himself as he did all he could to win Chrissy’s heart.

Review copies are making their way out and already Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy has scored a fabulous five-star review on Goodreads from Talking Books Blog who says:

“The family, mateship and friendships depicted between the characters were outstanding reading. So too, the noteable quick one liners and the friendly banter along with the actions that went with said banter by each of the characters, was completely attention grabbing… From the start I could not put this book down. Chrissy And The Burroughs Boy by Cathryn Hein is a story to look out for in a series not to be missed.”

Rah!

An excellent excuse to share a teaser from the book. This is from an early scene after Nick has seen off the drunk who was harassing Chrissy.

 

Nick followed as she stepped out, casting an appreciative gaze over her bum as he Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy by Cathryn Heinprobed his soupy brain for who she could be. She wasn’t the kind of girl he’d forget in a hurry, yet he was stuffed if he could place her. It was clear she knew him though.

‘How did you know my name?’

‘Everyone knows the Burroughs boys.’

Nick blinked. This was news. Sure, he’d had his photo in the paper a few times for footy, but that didn’t mean anything.

‘They do?’

‘Of course.’

‘Huh. How ’bout that.’

Suddenly the girl whirled around, causing Nick, who’d been admiring her bum again, to almost crash into her. ‘You haven’t got a clue who I am, have you?’

 

Chrissy and the Burroughs Boy releases on August 22nd. Secure your copy today!

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