12/29/2017

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Welcome to 2018

Here's a few books coming from the crew this year...

2018 - I don't have covers yet, but I have a lot going on. Each of these stories are either in the works or on slate to be in the works. Wow, I gotta go, I've got work to do.

February-ish - Moving Home, a novella, Book 6 in the Rolling Thunder series

April/May - Book 3 in the Chandler County word - Missing the Mark

August - Not sure yet. Either another Rolling Thunder story or Book 3 of the Second Chances series.

September - Box set, Love on the Run. A new story not yet in development but rolling around in my head.

November - Book 4 in the Chandler County series, Missing the Race

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REGAN

A FIERCE WIND
book 3 in the Donet Trilogy

Zoe Donet's story set during the French Revolution when loyalties are torn and love is tested and when the boy she knew as a child turns out to be the man of her dreams. It's coming in 2018 but you can get books 1 & @ now: To Tame the Wind and Echo in the Wind on Amazon.

Avril Tremayne

GETTING LUCKY

~hits shelves July 2018

It's all about Harlequin’s sexy new line, DARE, for me in 2018. Getting Lucky is the first in my DARE trilogy, set around the theme of reunions and featuring a group of friends who met at college in Washington DC 10 years ago and are now reassessing their lives and relationships. Getting Lucky is a friends to lovers story, Book 2 is a second-chance-at-love tale, and Book 3 will be opposites attract (which is in fact my favourite trope). The settings are three of my most-visited countries: USA, UK, and Australia. As with all my books, think super-hot fun with an intense edge – and please keep a fan and a glass of cold water nearby once you start reading! Alas, I have no cover to show you, but if you’re up for some 18+ fun, make sure you join the DAREdevils Facebook group!

E.E. Burke

TEXAS HARDTS

~coming in 2018

Available now

The Hardts of Texas survived wars, droughts and pestilence to build a ranching empire. Determination and loyalty, they understand. These cowboys still have a thing or two to learn about love...

Maybe Baby, the first book in this series is available now, and I'll be working on books 2 and 3 for 2018.

An uptight workaholic hires a laid-back cowboy to help her achieve her dream of having a baby. Falling in love wasn't part of the agreement.

~Deadwood Anthology

I'm super excited about this project! I'm writing a short story for a special anthology that a group of terrific authors are doing to benefit the PBR Rider Relief Fund. This anthology will also include stories from Angi Morgan and Amanda McIntyre, and will be on sale in time for the Wild Deadwood Reads conference this summer. Wild Deadwood Tales hits the shelves in June 2018.

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AMANDA MCINTYRE

WORTH THE WAIT

~Coming 2018

My next full novel features Hank & Julies story as I return to the Last Hope Ranch run by the Kinnison brothers who live in the historical mining town of End of the Line, Montana.

When Hank, an old friend, rescues Julie from an abusive marriage, he becomes a knight in shining armor to her and her boys.

After a year starting her life over at the Last Hope ranch, Hank is ready to set the date. Julie likes the way things are. Can love overcome the pain of the past and prove that it’s all been…worth the wait.

Secondary characters, Hunter McCoy and Crystal Lake will appear first in the PBR rodeo anthology exclusively for Wild Deadwood Reads (June 2018) and Dr. Gavin Beauregard and Caroline Richardson who have a whirlwind affair in Hurricane Season (Kindle World-Available here) also make cameo appearances in Worth The Wait! As do all the folks you've come to know and love in End of the Line, Montana! * In addition, my current historical romance-THE PIPER(12 Days of Christmas Mail-Order Brides) features Zeke Kinnison---forerunner to the Kinnison clan!!

Find out more about Amanda's books:

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ANGI

RANGER PROTECTOR

~hits shelves near Christmas

~Digital on January 1st

Would you allow a stranger to protect you?

Available

RANGER DEFENDER

Pre-Order

~hits shelves near January 19th

~Digital on February 1st

She prayed for a miracle...

She got a Texas Ranger.

RANGER GUARDIAN

Pre-Order

~July 2018

Could you choose?
This tall, silent cowboy will melt your heart.

RANGER WARRIOR

~August 2018

Wade Hamilton loves hunches…especially his. But they have a habit of getting into trouble with a capital 'T' ...or Therese...

Find all of Angi’s Books

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NAN

TO CATCH A THIEF

Fitzgerald House Book 6

UK and Australia - Feb 2018

North America - March 2018

What would you do for your family?

When Carolina Castillo’s once vivacious mother becomes ill, she gives up her singing dreams and comes home to Savannah. She’d do anything for her Mamá, even work at Fitzgerald House for the family she should have been part of. She’d even steal.

Carolina’s decisions make perfect sense until she comes up against the immovable rock that is gorgeous FBI agent Sage Cornell. The honorable cop sees the world in black-and-white. He would never understand the difficult choices she’s had to make, the secrets she’s been forced to keep close. And he could never love a woman like her. Or could he?

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12/28/2017

Nancy Holland Brings Us "Thalgor's Witch"

I’m very excited to bring Nancy Holland back to GLIAS today! I hope you'll give her a warm welcome.

Nancy Holland recently began to live her dream as a full-time writer. Her heroes and heroines want to make the world a better place, struggle to change their lives, and learn to trust each other. After studying books by people from other times and places, she loves to explore foreign cities where she can touch the reality behind their words.

After the success of her first two contemporary romances with Harper Impulse, Nancy has turned to her favorite romance sub-genre—fantasy, with a brand new book, THALGOR’S WITCH, coming out in February. Although the book is not available for pre-order quite yet, I want everyone to get excited about this wonderful story, so I invited Nancy to come reveal her cover, the teaser for the book, and some of her inspiration for writing it. I'm so happy she's agreed to join us.

Hi, Liz and GLIAS readers and fans. I'm glad to be here today to share the gorgeous cover for my first fantasy novel, Thalgor’s Witch, which is due out February 22 from Tule Publishing. The book isn’t up for pre-order yet, but I’ll notify everyone via the comments when it is.

Here is the beautiful cover -- I absolutely love it.

Here's the book blurb:

THALGOR’S WITCH

In a land of perpetual war and wandering, warrior Thalgor not only leads his people in battle, but keeps the hope alive that somebody his displaced tribe can rebuild the kingdom that was lost to the treachery between witches and men. When he captures a beautiful witch, he knows he cannot trust her. But to succeed in his quest to find a new home and prevail over his enemies, he also knows he needs her.

Erwyn might be a slave and feared for her powers and precognition, but she doesn’t cower when confronted by the feared warrior. Nor does she act as expected. Thalgor’s kindness confuses her. His flashes of humor confound her. And the reaction he ignites in her body creates a longing that she cannot deny.

Neither anticipated falling in love. The stakes are high, but when Thalgor is mortally wounded, Erwyn realizes she must she must accept help from an unlikely source to save him.

Nancy will be back in February for the book release to share excerpts and more details about THALGOR’S WITCH. In the meantime, here’s some insight into Nancy the author and some of the inspiration that led her to write in a new genre.

Q&A with Nancy:

LIZ: How did you come up with the idea for this book?

AUTHOR: This story has so many sources I can’t begin to remember them all. Its original title, ‘Til I Murder, and some of Erwyn’s attitude came from the lyrics to a song by Dr. John. One scene was inspired by Raymond Jacques’ Redwall books. The battle scenes were influenced by Michele Hauf’s Seraphim. I discovered the basic trope in one of Nora Roberts’ book. (I only borrow from the best.) Many, many of the ideas came from my reading as a teacher. Oh, and the golden helmet came from a great movie called “The Time Bandits.”

LIZ: Is writing or storytelling easier for you?

AUTHOR: Writing. I can tell stories, but never mastered my dad’s “good ole’ boy” Southern story-telling style. I prefer to have a chance to read, revise, and edit before I go public.

LIZ: What drew you to write in the genre(s) you do?

AUTHOR: I have wanted to write fantasy ever since I first read Lord of the Rings and C. S. Lewis’ Narnia books in junior high, so this is truly the book of my heart.

Nancy failing to become a fantasy heroine. (Picture courtesy of Jennifer McAndrews)

LIZ: Time for a mini blitz!

a)Favorite color? Song? Movie?

b) Summer or winter?

c) Morning or night?

d) Rain or shine?

e) Sweet or salty?

AUTHOR:

a) Blue

b) Summer, by far (I’m from California!)

c) Morning

d) Shine

e) Both

LIZ: Name three things on your desk right now.

AUTHOR: Too many sticky notes, too many pens, and a mug of cold coffee.

DO YOU HAVE A QUESTION YOU’D LIKE TO ASK YOUR FANS?

What’s your favorite fairy tale or other story that involves magic? Why that one?

PREVIOUS RELEASES:

Here are my two earlier contemporary romances:

OWED: ONE WEDDING NIGHT

B&N

Amazon

FOUND: ONE SECRET BABY

B&N

Amazon

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CONTACT NANCY:

E-mail: nancy@nancyhollandwriter.com

Website: nancyhollandwriter.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100005072736437

Twitter: @nancyholland5

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36687440-thalgor-s-witch

12/26/2017

THE COWBOY'S CHRISTMAS

Though it is past the official holiday, I am of the opinion that Christmas--or rather it's spirit--is meant to be with us each and every day throughout the year. It's wonder, its miracles, its gifts found in the gratitude in our hearts.

So, I'd like to share a short story I wrote some years ago for a newspaper column that I did weekly, long ago in another life...

Christmas-Present Day

I pulled up the collar of my duster against the unexpected storm. I had endured several holidays alone, but for some reason, this year I felt more so.
Maybe it's that I'm getting on in years. Maybe I've had enough of roping, delivering calves, and branding to last three lifetimes. Still, I know nothing else. My life revolves around being a cattle driver.

Maybe I should just accept that fact and stop my bellyachin'.

I pulled open the door to the one room cabin that had stood the test of time and seasons of driving cattle from higher ground to feed.

Stomping the snow from my boots, I peered through the dark with only a single flashlight to search for the kerosene lamps. I fumbled in my pocket, my bones cramping from the cold and found a small box of matches. With a couple of tries, I struck the match against the wood table and the room illuminated with a great light. For reasons I could not explain my hand shook and I became aware that I was not alone.

The flashlight dropped from my grasp, rolling across the uneven floor. Squinting through my ancient eyes, a startled sound issued from my throat as my gaze lit on a shadowy figure poised quietly in the corner.

Unaware of the match burning still between my fingers, I held the flame higher, uncertain why the heat had not seemed to affect my calloused fingertips. "Who is it? This is private property friend. How'd you get here?"

The light within the room grew brighter until at last I was forced to shield my eyes from the glare. Maybe I was hallucinating from the cold? Maybe it was an angel coming to take me to the Promised land? At least, that's where I'd always hoped I end up.

"I was lost and cold," a voice stated quietly.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered the passage my mother used to read on Christmas Day. "And you gave us clothes to wear," I whispered in a seemingly automated response. What was happening?

" I was hungry," the voice spoke.

I frowned realizing I was no longer afraid, urged only by something inside me to
follow along with the words that flowed back into my memory. "And you gave me food."

"I was thirsty."

"And you gave me drink." I nodded, though I didn't truly understand. My heart eased at the strange connection I felt to the intruder. "Are you an angel?" I asked cautiously, bending to light the wick of the lamp. Turning up the flame, I glanced back at the corner where I'd seen the figure. I grabbed the table to steady myself as fear and then curiosity crept over me. Holding the lamp high, I moved around the table inching my way to the corner. There on the floor was nothing but a wadded up wool blanket.

At that moment, a knock sounded on the door. The fierce howling of the snowstorm rattled the old windows. On shaky legs I managed to walk to the door and opened it unsure of what I might find.

"Our car broke down. I have nothing to give you, but if you could let us rest here, I would appreciate it. My wife, you see is about to have our child. We're too far from the next town and we've no where else to go."

I ushered the man and his wife in and starting a warm fire, melted snow in a heavy cast iron kettle. I had only one cup, but the couple shared a bit of soup and nibbled on some day old bread.

When it was her time, the young man was at her side providing encouragement and I, who had up to now felt my life's work had had no real purpose, sat poised to help this woman deliver her first child.

With the first cry of the boy child, I wept along with his parents for the miracle
we'd shared.

"What's your name?" the mother asked.

"Aaron, ma'am."

"Then his name shall me Aaron." The woman smiled up at her husband, who leaned down to place a tender kiss on the babe's head.

"Aaron, it is," he said with tears still fresh on his cheeks.

I gave the family some time alone as I stood on the other side of the cabin and stared out across the frozen valley. The storm had since subsided and the moon, full and bright, cast long shadows on the freshly fallen snow. In the distance, I heard a young calf bellow for it's mama.

Near the herd stood the silhouette of a man cloaked in a robe. He carried a staff at his side. As clear as though standing at my side, I heard the voice. " What you do for the least of them, you do unto me."

A tear trickled down my cheek. Though it had taken many years, it was this night that I realized mt humble, solitary life had true purpose.