Thursday, July 31, 2014

Sandstorm Heart VBT

Book Description:
Ron Vid is a Celian soldier with some personal demons.

Hoping for respite, he deserts his squad and leaves his planet. Working as a mercenary on Asai, planet of sand and wind, he has a reprieve, until the Haffa named Zaoh joins the mercenaries. Celians and Haffas have a history of strife, but when Ron and Zaoh are paired on a mission, their chemistry crackles.

After they fight together for survival, it’s clear Zaoh wants Ron. Zaoh can be a fierce and dominant lover, but Ron’s secrets, and his fear that the Haffa might uncover them, could keep Zaoh from getting his man.

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Excerpt from Chapter 1:
I got up, happy to finally have a reason to stop pretending to eat. Zaoh shot to his feet to block my way. My lungs squeezed tight as soon as I was face to face with the purple hell of his eyes.

“You weren’t dismissed, Vid. Sit back down.”

I gritted my teeth and turned in Ami’s direction. “We done here? I’ve got to pack my shit if I’m going out.”

“Go ahead, gorgeous. I’ll wait for you in the hangar.”

Stomping to my room, I tried to shake off the memory of those purple black holes. It was a bad thing to think about. Getting away from Asai would be pointless if I carried the mess with me out to space.

A second set of steps thudded behind. Decisive but not rushed, they sounded closer and closer, so I stopped. For some reason I couldn’t turn around.

“Commander Void.”

Blood rushed away from my extremities and into my head all at once. How did he know about that nickname? No way he’d just used it by chance. A cold sheen of sweat covered my palms. “I’m no commander anymore,” I gritted out through clenched teeth.

“Should I call you Deserter Vid, then? More fitting?”

Zaoh’s gravelly voice sounded vaguely amused, almost playful. Maybe Ami had told him. If I knew about him becoming a traitor to the Haffas, maybe he’d found out about me too. Only I had a reason to know about him. A personal reason. Perhaps he had one as well. Perhaps he knew it had been me commanding the troops that caught him and his sister…. My mind said to calm down, to rein in my pulse.

I turned around halfway, still not facing him. “So you’re Traitor Dem, then?”

Tense silence fell between us. It was a cheap shot. He wasn’t really a traitor while I was a deserter. It would have been better to turn around and leave. My feet refused to respond, though. They were glued to the floor. His simple presence messed with my wiring. I gravitated toward him so strongly it was a constant conscious effort to pull away. To what end, I didn’t have the vaguest—about both impulses.

“At least I didn’t leave my troops by choice,” he finally said.

No, he hadn’t. His sister had been killed in interrogation. After that, against all odds and beyond any possible logic, Zaoh Dem had escaped Celian incarceration. The reasonable conclusion was he’d sided with us. So Haffas declared him traitor and condemned him to death as soon as he returned to his base. Of course, the man escaped their captivity as well, maybe helped like he’d been to escape ours. He was resourceful like that. No way to get him under control unless he felt like playing nice. Ami was delighted to tell me and his other mercs that particular personality trait the evening he brought Zaoh in. A whole fucking universe at his disposal, and the bastard had to end up where I was. What were the odds?

I cleared my throat and stuffed my hands into the pockets of my khaki overalls. “Had something to say to me, other than that?” His heavy boots had a considerable distance between them. I imagined him standing there, tall and strong, sort of majestic. I didn’t dare to look at him as I waited for an answer.

He seemed to ponder on it, tapped the tip of his boot a few times. “Despise Haffas so much you won’t even look at me?”

I smiled tightly. “You’ve read me wrong. Buried my war with Haffas a long time ago.”

“Just despise me, then?”

“Not at all.”

He took one step closer, small but significant to my pulse—it skyrocketed. “Then look at me.”

I had to use all my willpower to find his eyes with mine. The brutal force of his gaze struck me worse than I’d expected, but I held strong. “Well? What is it? Wanted to get chummy?”

He snorted. “Don’t overestimate yourself. Just letting you know we’re on this mission together.”

No. That little azure bastard wouldn’t dare.

Thanks so much for stopping by. So, why don’t you tell us a little about yourself?
I’m Liv Olteano, writer, reader, lover of coffee, geek by excellence :D

How did you get started writing?
I simply got the guts to try it out, and it seems to have worked. I’ve always wanted to do it, but never got the guts to for a really long while. You know how it is, self-doubt and all.

What was the inspiration for your book?
My inspiration are always my characters. They whisper their stories into my ear and I just write them down.

What’s the one genre you haven’t written in yet that you’d like to?
Probably Western stuff. I can’t for the life of me write it, it just feels all wrong when I try it out. But I love it :D

Are there any genres you won’t read or write in? Why?
I won’t write or much read epic fantasy, it simply never appealed to me as a genre. I don’t think I could write it since I haven’t had enough experience with it.

So, what are you working on right now? Got any releases planned, or still writing?
Right now I’m working on a fun Paranormal Romantic Suspense called Tooth For A Fang that’s supposed to come out August/September.

Alright, now for some totally random, fun questions. Favorite color?
Tie between brown, blue and purple. And a little black… lol!

Favorite movie?
A tie between The Hours and A Single Man. Absolutely genius movies.

Book that inspired you to become an author?
Every one I ever read and loved.

Alright, you have one superpower. What is it?
Neverending life :D Imagine how much I could read!!

You can have dinner with any 3 people, dead, alive, fictitious, etc. Who are they?
Edgar Allan Poe, Leonardo Da Vinci and my grandmother, I miss her so. :(

Last question: Which of your characters are you most like and how/why?
Can’t say I feel I’m very much like any of them, but if we’d pick them apart there might be similarities there. Maybe… maybe not, I’m not sure.

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About the Author:
Liv Olteano is a voracious reader, music lover, and coffee addict extraordinaire. And occasional geek. Okay, more than occasional.

She believes stories are the best kind of magic there is. And life would be horrible without magic. Her hobbies include losing herself in the minds and souls of characters, giving up countless nights of sleep to get to know said characters, and trying to introduce them to the world. Sometimes they appreciate her efforts. The process would probably go quicker if they’d bring her a cup of coffee now and then when stopping by. Characters—what can you do, right?

Liv has a penchant for quirky stories and is a reverent lover of diversity. She can be found loitering around the Internet at odd hours and being generally awkward and goofy at all times.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Intoxicated NBtM

Love is intoxicating, but the hangover can be agony...

Conservative, straight-laced Ally Taylor has the perfect life – successful fiancĂ©, beautiful home, great career – until she catches her fiancĂ© and best friend in bed. Desperate to shake off the sting of rejection, Ally heads to Felony, a notorious heavy metal club on the bad side of town. Even more dangerous than the bar is Jack Jameson, the hunky alpha male bartender whose smoldering dark eyes and dimpled smile turns her common sense to mush and her knees to noodles. After eight long years in a failed romance, the last thing Ally wants is to hook up with someone like Jack, but she can’t help wondering if he’s really as good in bed as his reputation suggests.

Jack Jameson has had his eye on Ally for months, drawn to her smart mouth and tightly wound self-control. When Jack finds Ally sitting on a barstool in his club, heartbroken and miserable, he’s more than happy to offer a little heat between the sheets to distract her. Too bad Ally’s not interested in his “hit-it-and-quit-it” philosophy. If only Jack could convince Ally that he’s tired of the endless parade of girls through his bedroom, she might see him in a different light.

When Jack and Ally get together, everything goes wrong and it’s more than either of them bargained for. Ally’s got serious trust issues and a need for control that makes Jack crazy. Jack’s got more baggage than an airline carousel; the constant stream of women from his past stirs up all of Ally’s insecurities. Can Ally overlook Jack’s womanizing past and learn to trust him? Will Jack be able to commit to just one woman or will a secret from his past ruin everything?

She didn’t want to believe him, but one look into his dark eyes and she had no doubt that he spoke the truth. Eyes like that didn’t lie. The clarity of their brown depths spoke volumes about his sincerity. He stared back at her with one eyebrow cocked as if daring her to challenge his answer. She cleared her throat and tried to look away but couldn’t. No, if there was one thing she knew for certain, Jack didn’t lie. He didn’t need to.

She shook her head to break the spell. A few more minutes of his heated chocolate stare and she’d be flat on her back with her legs in the air. Then the office gossips really would have something to talk about. “Thanks for lunch.”

“We aren’t done yet.” He glanced at the brass and mahogany grandfather clock behind her. “I still have another ten minutes of your time.” She stood and he rose with her, a lithe and graceful motion. “You want to know what I think?”

“Does it matter? I’m sure you’re going to tell me anyway.” She took a step backward and he moved with her, herding her backwards in a seductive dance until the backs of her thighs came up against the desk, so close that her skin prickled with a sudden rush of heat.

“I think that if you were really into Brian, you would’ve made the time for him. I think that you’re secretly relieved to be free of him and feeling guilty about it. I think that deep down inside you’re dying to break out of this cage you’ve built for yourself with someone who knows how to give a girl what she needs.” 

Jeana, thanks so much for stopping by. So, why don’t you tell us a little about yourself?
Hey, thanks for having me! I’m excited to be here. So where to begin? I live in a tiny Indiana town without stoplights, where my in-town neighbors own chickens and horses, and no one thinks twice about seeing a tractor parked in front of the local saloon. I have a boring, normal day job but at night I put on my writer’s cap and dream up romantic stories to amuse myself and hopefully my readers as well.

How did you get started writing?
I started writing as a child and have stacks of notebooks in my closet that will never see the light of day, but I didn’t get serious about writing until a few years ago. I was really dissatisfied with my life and the direction it was heading. Since childhood, I had always dreamed of becoming an author and I suddenly realized that life was passing me by, that if I wanted to achieve my dream, I had to go for it. The next day I joined RWA, found a local chapter, and I’ve been hard at it ever since.

What was the inspiration for your book?
I love to travel and some of the most interesting people I’ve met were in clubs and bars along the way. I wanted to bring a little of the flavor from those experiences to my books. I also realized that the books I enjoy the most are about average, every day people facing the challenges of life that we all experience – dealing with exes, blended families, and debts. I wanted to write a book that touched on all of those subjects.

What’s the one genre you haven’t written in yet that you’d like to?
I am dying to write a time travel/fantasy romance. I have a story that I’ve been working on for a few years, and once I’ve wrapped up the Felony Romance series, I plan to publish it. I’d also like to write a gothic horror. This girl loves a good scare!

Are there any genres you won’t read or write in? Why?
I will read anything as long as it sounds interesting. I don’t think I could ever write a mystery even though I enjoy reading them. It takes a brilliant mind to write a good mystery – all that plotting and threading of clues throughout the book.

So, what are you working on right now? Got any releases planned, or still writing?
I’m working on two releases for 2014 – a novella/prequel titled Unexpected (Book 1.5), and a full-length novel (Book 2) of the Felony Romance series. They should be out in late 2014.

Alright, now for some totally random, fun questions. Favorite color?
Blue like the ocean or the sky on a hot summer’s day.

Favorite movie?
That’s a hard one. I love Pride and Prejudice (the one with Colin Firth) and The Notebook. I can watch those movies over and over and never get tired of them.

Book that inspired you to become an author?
Actually, it was Twilight. I went through a “dark” period of about ten years where I didn’t pick up one book. Not one! And for someone who used to read two to three books a week, this was unbelievable. Anyway, I was lonely, depressed, and on vacation by myself, bored stiff. I picked up a used copy of Twilight, turned off my TV, and read that huge book in two days. I was literally starved for literature! I read the whole series in a week. And I knew then what had been missing from my life – books! After I read Stephanie Myer’s story of how she wrote Twilight, I thought, “Why can’t I write a book?” I had all these stories in my head just dying to get out and lots of spare time, so why not?

You can have dinner with any 3 people, dead, alive, fictitious, etc. Who are they?
Anyone? Wow, that’s an interesting question. My choice would be Jamie Fraser from Outlander, Henry from The Time Traveler’s Wife, and Rhett Butler from Gone With The Wind. I don’t know how they would get along with each other, but the conversation would be lively!

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Author Bio and Links:
Jeana Mann is the author of sizzling hot contemporary romance. Her debut release Intoxicated was a First Place Winner of the 2013 Cleveland Rocks Romance Contest and a finalist for the 2014 Carolyn Readers Choice Award. 

Jeana was born and raised in Indiana where she lives today with her two crazy rat terriers Mildred and Mabel. She graduated from Indiana University with a degree in Speech and Hearing, something totally unrelated to writing. When she’s not busy dreaming up steamy romance novels, she loves to travel anywhere and everywhere. Over the years she climbed the ruins of Chichen Iza in Mexico, snorkeled along the shores of Hawaii, sailed around Jamaica, ate gelato on the steps of the Pantheon in Rome, and explored the ancient city of Pompeii. More important than the places she’s been are the people she has met along the way.

Be sure to connect with Jeana on Facebook or follow along on Twitter for the latest news regarding her upcoming releases.

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Monday, July 28, 2014

Tempted by a Rogue Prince Cover Reveal

Tempted by a Rogue Prince (Eternal Mates Romance Series Book 3) by Felicity Heaton
An elf prince on the verge of losing himself to the darkness, Vail is maddened by the forty-two centuries he was under the control of a witch and forced to war with his brother. Now, he roams Hell seeking an escape from his terrible past and the heads of all who bear magic. When demons of the Fifth Realm capture him, he sees a chance to end his existence, but when he wakes in a cell to a beautiful female, he finds not death but his only shot at salvation—his true fated mate.

Captured by the enemy of the Third Realm when the war ended, Rosalind has spent months in the cells of the Fifth Realm with her magic bound, forced to heal the new king’s demon warriors, and haunted by the lives she has taken. When she’s brought to heal an unconscious man, she discovers her only hope of escape has come in the form of her worst nightmare and the first part of a prediction that might spell her doom—a devastatingly handsome and dangerous dark elf prince.

Unwilling to fall under the control of anyone ever again, Vail must escape before the Fifth King can use him as a pawn in a deadly game of revenge, but he cannot leave without Rosalind, the woman who looks at him with dark desire in her stunning eyes and awakens a fierce hunger in his heart. A witch who drives him mad with need even as the darkness within whispers she will enslave him too.

Can Rosalind escape her fate as they embark on a journey fraught with danger and resist the temptation of her rogue elf prince? And can Vail overcome the memories that madden him in order to seize his chance for salvation and the heart of his fated female forever?

And now, for the cover…Ta-Da!!

Pre-order links and a first chapter preview of Tempted by a Rogue Prince are available at:

Tempted by a Rogue Prince is due for release in ebook and paperback on August 9th 2014 and will be available from all major online book retailers.

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Books in the Eternal Mates paranormal romance series:
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About Felicity Heaton:
Felicity Heaton is a New York Times and USA Today international best-selling author writing passionate paranormal romance books. In her books, she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons! If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, the best-selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series or any of her stand-alone vampire romance books. If you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try the best-selling Vampire Erotic Theatre series. Or if you prefer huge detailed worlds filled with hot-blooded alpha males in every species, from elves to demons to dragons to shifters and angels, then take a look at the new Eternal Mates series.

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Friday, July 25, 2014

Together Always Review Tour

A new body, a new life…

Because of a facial disfigurement, Nurse Grace Joye has never felt beautiful, and when she’s told a brain tumor will end her life within a matter of weeks, she’s devastated. 

Grace’s friend, psychiatrist Dr. Tobias Andrews has been experimenting with spirit travel. He suggests that Grace transfers her spirit to the body of his newest patient—Mrs. Vanessa Knight, a gorgeous-looking woman who is soon to be released from life-support. Grace doesn’t take much convincing to take this drastic step: she will live on and realize her two dreams: to be a mother, and be loved by a man….Only to hear her soon-to-be husband’s whispered words just before the life-support is switched off: “Good-bye, darling. I'm glad I’ll never have to see you again.”

Lucas Knight has been contentedly preparing for Vanessa’s death when the plug is pulled and the ventilators turned off. Throughout their marriage, this volatile woman had become increasingly vicious towards him and their young son. Therefore, he’s appalled and traumatized when, miraculously, she comes out of her coma. Strangely, this girl isn’t anything like the witch he’d said goodbye to. He could love this gentle angel. But, could he trust her to stay this way?

“Grace, lovie, what’s happening ‘ere? Doctor, what are you doing to this poor girl?” Mrs. Dorn bustled into the room, dropped her parcels and rushed to the bed to gather the weeping Grace into her arms.

Stuttering, Grace replied. “Lucas wants to make love to me.”

“Is that all? Thank goodness for small mercies. Of course he does, child. I’ve seen the way the man stares at you. The bloke’s bonkers over ya. And I don’t blame him none. If I were a man, I’d want ya for me own, and that’s the right of it.”

Dr. Andrews cleared his throat so loud that both ladies swiveled in his direction. He stood rigid, a furious look not often seen made his face look rather red and Grace believed that even his distinguished grey hair appeared to stand at attention. 

“Mrs. Dorn,” he bellowed. “Mrs. Knight is my patient and we were having a consultation before you barged into the room. May I request that you step outside for a short while so that we may continue?”

Grace’s attention was caught as she watched the brief war between her two champions.

“Oh, pooh! She needs a motherly shoulder for her tears, not a doctor’s prescription.” Mrs. Dorn’s unrelenting stern expression made Dr. Andrews look from one woman to the other, before snorting and backing down. Once again, Grace’s streaked face sought Mrs. Dorn’s ample chest while the chubby old hands soothed and stroked her hair. 

“Fine, you may stay. In fact it’s probably for the best, because we need to resolve something here and we’ll do it now.

“Grace, once and for all you must make up your mind if you are willing to continue as Mrs. Vanessa Knight. If you feel you can’t proceed, Henrietta and I will help you start a new life in every way possible. But, you must realize”—and he emphasized must strongly—“that you have run out of time. It wouldn’t be fair to either Lucas or Samuel for you to go to their home and then leave them after such a step. Both already love you and are willing to accept that you are who they believe you to be.”

The minute he’d started to speak, she’d sat up and listened carefully. Voice tones could make a huge difference to the words spoken. After listening to this speech, Grace knew this to be true. Every word, concise and heartfelt, was engraved onto her brain and she appreciated, without a doubt, the seriousness of his directives. She looked toward Mrs. Dorn who sat nodding her head; the wart on the pale skin of her nose stood out stronger than ever and called attention to her wobbling chin and artificially reddened lips now caught between her teeth.

When she still hadn’t replied, Dr. Andrews spoke again.

“If you like, I can talk to Lucas and tell him that you are fragile, that your mental state is still seeking answers to who you are and what happened in the past. That he must be gentle and patient to help you regain some of what’s been lost. He’s a good man and will give you time.”

Grace felt the doctor watch her closely for signs of compliance or resistance, trying to read her expression. If she still wore Grace’s face, without a doubt, he’d have known what her soft heart needed. But this face was as new to him as it was to her. Thoughts filtered through her head at an alarming rate. What was she to do?

Her love for Samuel screamed for her to be the mother he coveted, the mother she knew she could be. But the fearful, unloved woman who’d lived her life hiding behind her hand, giving up dreams without a fight—that woman held her back.

Suddenly a huge wave of yearning filled every crevice inside of her until taking another breath seemed impossible. Both the doctor and Mrs. Dorn moved forward as if they sensed she needed help. Before they could do anything, the powerful sensation released her and she fell back against the pillows, weak but resolved.

“I will be Vanessa Knight, mother and wife. And I will be a good mother, and the best wife I know how to be. Learning has always come easily to me, so I’ll research everything I need and I’ll succeed.”

“Bless my soul, Gracie. You had me scared for a minute. Why, one of life’s greatest pleasures for a young woman is carrying on with the right man. Back in my day, I had a beau or two who tickled my—”

“Mrs. Dorn!”

“Er…fancy. Yes, well, it’s a jolly good life you’ll have, and we’ll help you every step of the way, won’t we, Doctor?”

“Absolutely, but just one more thing and then we’ll not speak of this ever again. Mrs. Dorn, once again you’ve called her Grace. That must stop. Now! From this minute forward, she is Vanessa Knight, Lucas’s wife and Samuel’s mother. Do you understand?” His demanding gaze moved from Grace to a red-faced Mrs. Dorn. “Do I make myself clear?” he asked again, his tone brooking no nonsense. 

“Yes, Doctor.” Tight curls bobbing around her face as she swiveled toward the bed, Mrs. Dorn said, “I’m ever so sorry, Gr…I mean, Vanessa. It won’t happen again—if I can help it.”

At that moment, something caught at Grace’s attention and halted her movement toward Mrs. Dorn. Stopping her intention to hug the dear woman who showed her such caring, she looked toward the door, which sat open a few inches.

“Doctor, did you close the door when you came into the room?”

“Yes, I remember distinctly wanting some privacy to speak with you. Henrietta, did you close the door?” Both Grace and he turned to the perplexed housekeeper.

“I don’t remember,” she answered. Biting her lip, she raised her hands outwards and flopped back in her chair, making her full-skirted, red, polka-dotted dress billow around her ample girth. “I don’t think so. Why do you ask?”

Pale and shaken, Grace answered. “I’m sure someone was at the door just now. What if they heard us talking?”

“Oh dear,” said Dr. Andrews.

“Sod a dog!” said Mrs. Dorn.

Author of five series: The Vicarage Bench, Angels with Attitudes, Vegas, Elvis and the brand new sizzling romantic suspense series called Undercover FBI. Mimi lives on the East coast of Vancouver Island and writes her romances with tongue in cheek and a mad glint in her eye. “If I can steal a booklover’s attention away from their every-day grind, absorb them into a fantasy love story, and make them care about the ending, then I’ve done my job.”

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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Unintentional VBT

Cade, the gorgeous song man, has every reason to steer clear of commitment and train his soulful eyes, killer dimples, and sexy voice on every beauty swaying to his band. So why is it that he finds himself truly, deeply and unintentionally, fixed on the one woman who is not so easily swept away?

The sequel to Intentional, the debut romantic novel by MK Harkins, Unintentional is the heart-racing new work that follows the tangled thread of Cade in the aftermath of his heartbreak in losing the one woman he thought was his soul mate. After taking a hiatus from his job as an engineer, as well as his role in the band as lead singer, Cade reemerges in the Seattle music scene. Enter Laurel, the tenacious and determined music agent. Laurel is determined to sign him, no matter how clearly reluctant he is. Though they try to resist one another romantically, the magnetism is as immediate as it is powerful.

Unintentional offers readers an intricate, riveting story about the fraught paces of love, while also offering strains of heartwarming humor. With rich detail, authentic characters, and plenty of blood-pumping romance, Unintentional is a moving and multilayered look at how love can slip through our fingers, only to be pulled back again at the most surprising, stirring moments.

I’ve never understood how Scott, and especially Ayden, can do the whole “one night stand” thing. In college maybe, but they’re too old to still be doing that shit. But I guess some people never outgrow it.

“You know that’s not the way I roll, Scott. Never has, never will be.”

Scott grins and says, “I had to give it a try. I could never understand why a guy like you, with women literally throwing themselves at you, doesn’t take advantage of that shit.” 

Scott can be so dense at times. “You’ve just said the operable word. Advantage. I don’t take advantage of girls, Scott. Anyway, they’re just wrapped up in the fantasy of a singer in a band. It’s not me they really like. It’s just who they think I am, some bad boy rocker with tattoos. They don’t know I just like to hang out on the weekends and watch sports like everyone else.”

Scott laughs. “So true! You are a boring bastard. You should give them a chance though. Maybe one of them will like football?” 

“Have you seen the girls at the bar? I have yet to see one who looks even remotely interested in anything other than a good party and having fun. I don’t want a party girl, you know that, Scott. Besides, I tried that coping technique after Jennifer, remember?”

I remember it all too well. I walked in to find my then girlfriend, Jennifer, having a little too much fun with her college math tutor. It was our senior year in college, and I was devastated.

I spent the next year escaping into the beds of whatever girl was available, hoping Jennifer would notice. She never did. 

“How about one of those chicks at your engineering firm? They should be boring enough for you.”

“Too boring. Mattie was it for me,” I state unequivocally.

1. If we were to come to your house for a meal, what would you give us to eat?
Barbequed salmon

2. Do you listen to music when you're writing?
No, I try to block out all sounds.

3. What are your future ambitions?
In life – to be happy. I think the road to happiness is to help other people.

4. What have you got coming soon for us to look out for?
I’m starting new social media website for book lovers called Best Book Friend. It will be similar to FB – but without all the restrictions. I’ve just started the beta sign ups. ( 

5. What song would you choose for Karaoke?
Moon River – I hear it’s the easiest song to sing.

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MK Harkins is the author of the romantic novel Intentional. An avid reader, she began writing fiction when she ran out of reading selections on her Kindle. Her new novel, Unintentional, is a sequel to her first work and is based on the life of the character Cade. A business owner, Harkins spends her free time traveling, watching movies, reading voraciously, in addition to creating her own fiction. The author currently lives in Mercer Island, Washington.

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