Welcome to romance novels according to me! I’m a new romance author and I’m extremely proud of my first novel MESSAGE TO LOVE http://www.thewildrosepress.com/message-to-love-paperback-p-4088.html published by The Wild Rose Press www.thewildrosepress.com. I worked with a fabulous editor there name Amanda Barnett and I feel like all our hard work paid off with the finished product.
I’m visiting the blogs of other authors to slowly get the word out about MESSAGE TO LOVE and I hope you’ll visit their sites.
Rachel Brimble http://rachelbrimble.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-i-am-interviewing-historical.html was a great host and I loved her interview questions.
Beth Trissel http://en.wordpress.com/tag/liz-arnold/ was also gracious enough to host my words about surviving a writer’s conference.
My thanks to both ladies (who will be future guests here) and I will keep you posted and linked to my future spots. Meanwhile, I hope you’ll enjoy this excerpt from MESSAGE TO LOVE:
“It was a dream, just a very bad dream.” She stepped back out of his hold. Clammy spots of moist heat lingered on her arms where his hands had been.
“I’m all right now.” Audra reached for the door and noticed the sickly sweet odor of liquor on his breath. “You can leave now. I want to go back to bed.” She pulled open the door and gestured into the hall.
“Sorry, but this time you’re going, too.” Rollins strode over to the dresser and pulled out a drawer. “Betterpack. We have just under two hours.”
“I’m not in the mood for comedy, Rollins,” she sighed. “I’m really very, very tired. I’ve got to get some rest. Now–“
“Let me make myself clear.” He sounded gruff. “I said we’re leaving, and unless you want to get on a ship bound for Santiago with your shirttails hanging out, better change and get ready.” He made to leave the room. “I hope you have a shawl or something. It’s gotten cooler out, and we have half an hour in a wagon to get to port.” Then he vanished into his own room next door, leaving Audra gape-mouthed in the hallway.
“Who does he think he is?” She growled as she stamped her foot against the cold hard floor. “Infuriating! He is absolutely infuriating!” Audra heaved the door shut with gusto. “These are not my shirttails either!”
Always kiss them good night,