SEX, LIES AND MIDNIGHTHarlequin Blaze
Available January, 2012
ISBN-10: 0373796641
He’s lying. She’s lying. And before long, they’re lying.
Together. In bed…
Born into a con artist family, Maya Black abandoned the grifting life to live on the straight and narrow (and somewhat dull) years ago. But when her family is threatened—and the swindlers are on the verge of becoming the swindled— Maya swings into action. All she needs is a stand-in boyfriend, and the charming, tasty-as-sin Simon Barton will do quite nicely, thanks.
But Simon has a little lie of his own. He’s FBI, and Maya is his inside track to her less-savory relations. It’s a mutual using, which quickly turns into a scorching mutual attraction. In fact, their naughty little sexcapades are the only thing they aren’t faking!
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SEX, LIES AND VALENTINES
Harlequin Blaze
Available February, 2012
ISBN-10: 0373796706Con artist Gabriel Black just got busted. By a babe. Drool-worthy (and clearly sneaky) FBI agent Danita Cruz is forcing Gabriel to choose between hard time and scamming his own family for an undercover sting. Now he has to present Danita to his family as his girlfriend.
And it’s the perfect
opportunity to get wickedly even with her….
But Danita has some tricks of her own, and Gabriel’s control begins slipping away as raw sexual energy takes over. Their sham relationship starts feeling a lot like…well, the real deal. The Big Question is, will overwhelming desire be enough to make a liar go legit?
Lie with me…
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SEX, LIES AND MISLETOEAvailable December, 2011
ISBN: 0373796609
Undercover DEA agent Caleb
Black is home for the holidays—possibly to bust his own father. But maybe
Caleb's con-man dad isn't the one running drugs through the small town of Black
Oak. Maybe it's the green-eyed goddess who runs the New Age shop and has Caleb
under her sultry spell.
Pandora Easton saved the family store with two words: sex sells. And her delectable aphrodisiacs really work, as she's proven with notorious bad boy Caleb again and again and again.
Little does she guess that,
in the end, her most potent potion will be the truth….
SIX UNDERCOVER OPERATIVES
Welcome
to GLIAS guys and dolls. It’s a pleasure to have you all here “getting lost.” I
hope you’ll have fun with the Q&A and just jump in with whatever pops into
your minds. I’m going to approach the interview as if no one’s read any of the
books -- be certain not to give too much info that may spoil your books.
Gabriel,
Maya and Caleb…are you guys siblings or just related to the same “con” family?
What’s your favorite moment that you shared when you were younger?
Maya, laughed. “Both?
We’re sister and brothers by blood, and were taught the art of the con
from our dad. So we’re tied by both
blood and the con games we played so well.
“Hey, we were kids,”
Caleb defended, shifting uncomfortably.
“You make us sound like hardened criminals.”
“You’d know,” Gabriel
intoned with an amused look for his brother’s hedging.
“We weren’t
criminals. I mean, not really,” Maya
said quickly. “We never hurt
innocents. Any job we pulled targeted
people who deserved it. Who’d ripped off
others, or lied and cheated.”
“Yep, we’re just like a
family of Robin Hoods,” Caleb agreed with a laugh.
“Except I look best in
tights,” Gabriel decided.
“Better than Maya?”
Gabriel gave his little
sister a teasing look, then said, “Yep.
Unless she’s wearing high heels.”
Maya poked her brother
in the shoulder, then shook her head.
“Focus, boys. Angi asked us
another question, remember?”
“Favorite moment?”
Gabriel recalled. The three looked at
each other as they considered. “It’s
hard to pick just one.”
“The picnics,” Caleb
and Maya said at the same time.
Gabriel’s laughter
faded, his smile becoming just a little sad.
“Yeah. The picnics.”
The three siblings were
quiet for a second, then both Gabriel and Maya looked to Caleb. He sighed before explaining.
“Our mom died when we
were pretty young. Maya was barely
walking when we lost her. Dad didn’t
want us focusing on the loss, on the bad times, though. So he made a point every year on the
anniversary of her death to take us to her favorite picnic spot. We’d eat all her favorite foods, share
stories and memories and he’d read us the bedtime stories she’d always read.”
Maya laid her head on
her brother’s shoulder, her smile bright despite the tears in her eyes. “I should have been too young to remember
her. But thanks to dad, and to the picnics,
I have such vivid images and memories of her.
We never felt like she’d left, you know?
Because dad didn’t let her.”
Gabriel shifted, laying
his hand over his sisters so their fingers linked on Caleb’s shoulder. “You gotta figure a dad who gives his kids
that kind of loving foundation deserves a free pass on teaching them three-card
Monty before they’re five, right?”
Simon,
was it hard to lie and be the “stand-in” boyfriend or did it come naturally?
Simon laughed. “Now that’s a loaded question, isn’t it? Let’s put it this way, my job is to lie. That’s how I catch the bad guys.” He hesitated, glancing down at the tip of his
cowboy boot before offering a charming smile.
“But Maya isn’t a guy. She’s all
woman. Gorgeous, sexy, and
fascinating. Nor is she bad. At least, not legally. So yeah, it was hard. Damned hard.
And the better I got to know her, the harder it got.”
Danita, what was the hardest thing (no pun intended) about putting Gabriel into the position of associating with his old con lifestyle?
“The hardest thing was
seeing him in that lifestyle. It’s one
thing to read an FBI file, even one as impressive as Gabriel’s, and realize
that wow, this guy is slick. But there’s
always a question in the back of your head.
‘Is he really as good as the case files make him out to be?’” Danita shook her head, eyes wide to indicate
that she’d been sure the reports had all been exaggerated. “But watching him pull a con, being in the
middle of one with him and seeing how well he played not only the criminals,
but his own family... Now that was an
eye-opener. Gabriel Black is the best. Which made falling in love with him the
height of insanity for me, let me tell ya.”
Pandora, I have to ask if that’s your real name and if you ever received grief over it?
“Have you met my mother yet? She’s a, well, um, let’s say she’s a little
eccentric. It’s in the blood, you could
say. The eccentricity, I mean. My great grammy started the tradition that a
child not be named until their personality was developed enough that the name
suited them. My grandmother was named
Leda, and whether my great grammy had the sight or whether gramma became a
weaver because of her name, we don’t know. But she made the most amazing cloth. My mother, Cassiopeia, is a psychic.” Pandora’s words trailed off. Brows furrowed, she bit her lip, then gave a
sad sort of tilt of her head. “By the
time I was a year and a half old, I hadn’t shown any personality traits that
inspired my mother. So she went a
different route, naming me Pandora in hopes that I’d develop enough curiosity
to make my life exciting.”
Gabriel, how did it feel getting busted by a “drool-worthy dame”?
“There’s not a whole lot a
drool-worthy dame can do to a guy that doesn’t feel great.” Gabriel’s smile was pure charm, the spark in
his eyes wickedly amused. “Do you mean
was my ego bruised because Danita conned me with her hooker act? Nah.
She’s good. Damned good. Almost as good as I am. That’s going to make life pretty interesting,
don’t you think?”
Caleb,
how long have you been undercover and what was your favorite disguise/persona?
Caleb arched one brow. “I don’t do undercover anymore. I quit.”
Looking like he wanted to get up and
leave, Caleb heaved a sigh, then offered a one-shouldered shrug. “I was with the DEA for eight years. And I was damned good because I always played
myself. A bad ass with an attitude. It got old, though. Undercover, the attitude and the whole
lifestyle.” His smile was fast, charming
and just this side of wicked. “I figure
this new life is going to suit me a whole lot better. What do you think?”
Maya leaned forward, her face open
and friendly as she widened her eyes in shock. “Grifting? Me? I’d never do anything like that.”
She held the innocent look for an
entire three seconds before a gurgle of laughter escaped. Maya tossed a handful of midnight curls over
her shoulder and settled back in her chair.
“Okay, okay. So I might have done
something like that, once or twice. But
I haven’t in years. I don’t count
running a game on my father as going on the grift. I mean, he knew exactly what I was
doing. Heck, he baited the hook and
reeled me in himself, so it wasn’t like a real con. But...”
Tapping her fingers on her knee a few times, she considered the
question, then shrugged. “I’m glad I did
it. As happy as I was to let that life
go, it was nice to revisit it. Just long
enough to make sure I’d made the right decision to leave. And I did, which means I never have to wonder
again.”
THANKS SO MUCH for the interview! What fun having you all together. Now I have one question I've just GOTTA ASK TAWNY: Getting us ready for Book #2 in the Undercover
Operatives Series: Sex, Lies, and Midnight…
Do you have a special midnight kiss or New Year’s Eve to share?
TAWNY’S GOTTA ANSWER: Mmm, New Year’s kisses. They are such a wonderful way to start a brand new calendar, goals and to set the tone for a year filled with kisses. So I figure, any year I want filled with kisses needs to start with a good one. I’d have to say my favorite New Year’s kiss was the first year I was with my husband, a few months before we were married. Just the two of us , a fire in the fireplace, champagne and the clock chiming 12 as we spun dreams together of our future.
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TAWNY'S QUESTION FOR TODAY
Sex, Lies and Midnight
has a New Year’s Eve theme, which is one of my favorite times to set goals (I’m
not a fan of resolutions). What’s your
goal this year? Besides reading, of
course *g*
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PANTY THIEF CAPER, December 2012
TAWNY WEBER has been writing sassy, sexy stories for Harlequin Blaze since her first book hit the shelves in 2007.When not obsessing over deadlines, she’s shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking or hanging out on Facebook and Twitter. Come by and visit her on the web.
In December, Tawny launched her Undercover Ops series with SEX, LIES AND MISTLETOE. SEX, LIES & MIDNIGHT is on shelves this month, followed in February with SEX, LIES & VALENTINES. Join the Reader Love-Fest and be sure to follow Tawny on her Holiday Survival Tour as she celebrates these three books with contests, giveaways and lots of fun.
AND YET ANOTHER WAY TO WIN THE SERIES:
Send a question for Tawny or one of the "6 OPERATIVES" and your name will be added for a drawing for all three books. THAT'S RIGHT. Just ask a question, that Tawny will answer on Wednesday, February 1st.
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