Wednesday, September 13, 2017

99cents Book Bonanza - September 13 - 17


Many authors discount their books from time to time, but rarely are so many of us doing it at the same time and in the same place.

Click this link  http://www.andreadomanski.com/99cents and you'll find more than 75 books spanning 13 genres, each discounted to only $0.99. Scroll through the genres, hover over any cover to see a brief description of the book, then click to purchase. The link will allow you to choose from any retailer where the book is sold (some are only available on Amazon and are linked directly there, and others are available everywhere). Purchase as many as you like, but only until September 17th. After that, these deals will be gone.

Under Romance/Paranormal you’ll find:



Wandering Spirits 1 is by Kim Cox, Elizabeth Delisi, Chris Grover, Maureen McMahon,and Sheryl Hames Torres - "Ghosts, mediums, mystery, suspense, romance and chills, this collection of tales from five highly noteworthy authors will keep you reading to the very end - and wishing for more."

Wandering Spirits 2 is by the same authors – “Romance, mystery, danger, and paranormal encounters...five acclaimed authors provide all of this and more in a superb collection of fiction. "Edge of your seat reading! Do yourself a favor and grab a copy now. You won't regret it."

Wandering Spirits 1

VALENTINE'S INN by Chris Grover
After being badly injured in an auto accident, which killed three of her friends, Rianna Gordon has given up on life. Then she meets Josh Byford, unaware that Josh is a ghost. Rianna is a lawyer not a hotelier, but rather than sell the country inn her family has owned for over a hundred years, Josh not only convinces her to reopen and run it, he finds her the perfect partner as well--the boy she fell in love with when she was nine years old and never quite forgot.

MEETING MR. WRIGHT by Chris Grover
Vicki figured the dream was simply a spin-off of her bedtime reading. She had no idea it was a prediction of things to come.



Wandering Spirits 2
BELIEVING IN DREAMS
By Chris Grover
After dreaming about a big old house made of dark pine logs and an elderly woman standing in the doorway insisting that she hurry, Nicole Hamilton goes to a remote village in Quebec’s Laurentian Mountains two days before Christmas in search of her roots. Although her mom was born in the Province of Quebec, she never talked about it, so Nicole wonders if she has any other family there.
Within minutes of arriving in St-Stephan, Nicole meets Alain Martin, who owns both the house and the hotel where she’ll be staying. She also meets a tabby cat who is both psychic and a whiz at thought transference, and a woman who says she knew Nicole’s mom.
Nicole, who has always believed in dreams, soon figures they were intended to lure her to St-Stephan so she can learn about her mom’s family. But then she has another conversation with the cat and discovers the real reason for the dreams and her visit.


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MidWeekTease - Oh, George - 13 September 2017


13 September 2017:

For this week’s edition of the MidWeekTease, http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/, I have another excerpt from Oh, George, a contemporary m/m romance:


Oh, George
By Christiane France
https://www.books2read.com/u/mK90W5 – iTunes, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo
https://www.amazon.com/Oh-George-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06XFC2TZC/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:
By projecting the image of a swinging bachelor, company owner Zack Hannington has never had a problem keeping his personal life private from his employees. But when handsome and ambitious George Parker joins the secretarial pool, Zack finds himself indulging in X-rated daydreams that stress him out and seriously mess with his head.
He knows George is a kindred spirit, and he’s positive he’s met the man somewhere before, but he can’t remember where or when, and his own rule of never playing house with "the help" makes matters worse.
Zack doesn’t know if he’s in love or in lust with George, but just as everything seems to be working out even better than his dreams, he screws up and loses it all.

Excerpt:
“So, why don’t you refresh my memory as to how we met,” Zack suggested. “I’ve really thought about it, but I’m sorry. I just don’t remember.”
George frowned. “I already told you. It happened exactly like I said. I was having a bad day and you were kind enough to help me out. Nothing more, nothing less. And that’s the truth.”
“Okay. But exactly where did this happen?”
“In the Peony Club parking lot a little over two months ago. You sure you don’t remember?”
Zack shook his head. “Sorry. Doesn’t ring any bells.”
George took a sip of strega and put down the tiny liqueur glass. “I found out by chance who you were and that you owned Hannington’s, so I’d been trying for ages to get up the nerve to have a word with you.”
“Why? You find me intimidating?”
“No. A bit remote maybe. But the problem was with me, not you. I’m not in the habit of asking people for favors. I hate doing it. But the thing is, I don’t want to spend my whole life doing secretarial work. Having some kind of basic skills is a good backup plan and it’s kept a roof over my head. But now I have my degree in commercial design, I want to use it.”
“And you’ve discovered finding a job as a designer isn’t that easy?”
“Bloody impossible—unless you happen to know someone in the business. That sometimes pays off. So, when I found out who you were, I thought I’d ask if you had any openings for apprentice designers. If not, maybe you could give me a lead elsewhere. I know face to face often works better than putting in applications.”
“But I said no?”
“That’s not what I happened. In fact, I never even got around to asking you anything.”
“How come? If I found your unconscious body in the lot and took you to the hospital, I’m sure I would have remembered that.”
George grinned. “Nothing so dramatic. I was one hundred percent conscious. It was late, and my car wouldn’t start. Most everyone had gone already, but then you happened by. Problem was I was out of gas, and you offered to drop me at the nearest gas station. You asked how I could let something like that happen, and I said I wasn’t usually that careless, but I’d had a bad day. I’d lost my job due to downsizing at the place where I worked, and both agencies I called said things were tight all over. You then asked what I did, and I told you. A couple of minutes later when you dropped me off, you gave me your business card and said you thought there was a secretarial opening at Hannington’s, and that I should drop off my resumé. I don’t supposed the whole incident lasted for more than four, five minutes tops, start to finish. The gas station was less than two blocks away. You honestly don’t remember?”
Zack concentrated for a moment. “Vaguely, now that you’ve described it to me in detail. And if it’s the day I think it was, I was pretty much out of it by that point. Did I seem okay to you or not?”
“I thought you were either tired or not feeling well.”
“Then it must’ve been the night I got back from Europe. The flight was late leaving, I was jet-lagged, and I’d eaten something that didn’t agree with me. On top of that, I waited over an hour for a friend I was supposed to meet at the Peony, but he didn’t show. Not the greatest of days for me either. Did you tell Ramona I sent you?”
“No. She was there when I went in with my resumé. She took it from me, said I was exactly what she needed, and hired me on the spot. I had no reason to mention your name, and I didn’t. Anyway, I already had the job, so there wouldn’t have been any point.”
“But what you really want is a job as a designer.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for eventually.”
“I’m not sure if there are any openings at the moment, or what we may have in the coming months. I’ll have to check with Alan. But if there is something…” Zack hesitated as a sickening thought hit him with the force of a ten-ton truck. “Is this what tonight is all about? You figured you could use me? You thought sleeping with the boss would be your golden ticket to the job of your dreams?”
The hurt, angry look that flashed across George’s face was not at all what Zack had expected. Nor was the black ice that formed in his dark eyes, the sudden thinning of his lips, or the way his hands curled into tight fists before slowly relaxing as he pushed away from the table. “I don’t believe you said that.”
“No? So, why did you come back?”
“Because you called me. I had no idea why because you didn’t leave a message. But things didn’t feel right between us when I left, and by coming back, I hoped we could clear the air. And yes, call me opportunistic if you want, but I also hoped to have the chance to ask about other job opportunities with the company. As I said a few minutes ago, I’ve wanted to do that for some time. But as far as what happened between us is concerned…” He sighed and got to his feet. “You’re the one who came on to me, sir. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll say goodnight.” Taking his wallet from his pocket, he tossed a couple of bills on the table and left before Zack had the chance to say another word.
For a long moment, Zack stared at the restaurant door through which George had disappeared, barely able to believe what he’d done. He hadn’t had time to decide if what he felt might be love or was just a passing crush. What he did know was, thanks to his own stupidity, everything wonderful in his life, everything that mattered, was gone.

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/

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Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
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http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/


Wednesday, August 30, 2017

MidWeekTease - 30 August 2017 - Oh, George

30 August 2017:

For this week’s edition of the MidWeekTease, http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/, I have an excerpt from Oh, George, a contemporary m/m romance:


Oh, George
By Christiane France
https://www.books2read.com/u/mK90W5 – iTunes, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo
https://www.amazon.com/Oh-George-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06XFC2TZC/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:
By projecting the image of a swinging bachelor, company owner Zack Hannington has never had a problem keeping his personal life private from his employees. But when handsome and ambitious George Parker joins the secretarial pool, Zack finds himself indulging in X-rated daydreams that stress him out and seriously mess with his head.

He knows George is a kindred spirit, and he’s positive he’s met the man somewhere before, but he can’t remember where or when, and his own rule of never playing house with "the help" makes matters worse.

Zack doesn’t know if he’s in love or in lust with George, but just as everything seems to be working out even better than his dreams, he screws up and loses it all.

Excerpt:

Zack had finished going through the files for the Tarasios job and making a few necessary notes, and was about to quit for the day when he heard a sound in the hallway outside his office.
No one worked late on a Friday unless there was an emergency, and there were none he knew of. And the cleaning crew had finished and left some time ago.
          Strangers couldn’t just walk in after hours, but all an employee had to do was insert his or her card into the electronic access system and enter their own personal password. Perhaps one of them had forgotten something.
          He’d barely completed the thought when the door opened and George came in. Wearing fashionably ragged jeans, a white muscle shirt, and with his black hair gelled into a casual, windblown style, he looked nothing like the man who’d left his office a couple of hours ago. But Zack much preferred the way George looked now…cool, casual, and so incredibly sexy he could come just by looking at the guy
          “You called, sir?”
          Zack mentally licked his lips as he leaned back in his chair and clasped his hands loosely behind his head. “How did you know? I didn’t leave a message.”
          “My machine records the numbers of all callers whether they leave a message or not.”    
Something about the flat, accepting tone of George’s voice sounded to Zack like George had expected him to call, albeit for a very different reason. “I wasn’t calling to fire you, if that’s what you think. And I’m sorry about the way I acted earlier. It was totally uncalled for.”
He heard what sounded like a soft sigh of relief before George said, “That’s okay, sir. No problem. So, why did you call? Did I forget something? Something wrong with the files I left on your desk?”
          His heart pounding and his breath coming in short, painful gasps, Zack stood up and smoothed a hand slowly down the front of his pants. “No, nothing like that. You did a great job. This is an unrelated problem. One I thought you might want to help me with.”
          “A problem, sir? What kind of problem?”
          “One that concerns just the two of us. I thought that’s why you came back.”
          George visibly relaxed and smiled, a sexy, knowing smile that softened the wide mouth and did strange things to Zack’s pulse rate. He shrugged, folded his arms and leaned his back against the door. “Am I to assume you’ve had a rethink and decided you’d like to be friends after all?”
          “Friends?”
          George’s smile deepened. “Okay, so you want to be more than friends.”
          “You have any objection?”
          “None I can think of.”
          “Does that mean you have some idea what my problem is?”
          “Offhand, I’d say you’re desperate for a little action.” The smile broadened a little and the tip of George’s tongue appeared and traced the outline of his upper lip. “But why waste time guessing, hmm? Why don’t you come over here so we can find out if that’s what you really want, or if it’s all in your mind.”
          The crisp British accent and the unexpected take-charge attitude was a turn on all by itself. Zack left his chair and joined George over by the door.
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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/

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https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
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http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/


Wednesday, August 23, 2017

MFRWHooks - 23 August 2017 - Chance Encounter

23 August 2017:



For this week’s edition of MFRWHooks,  http://mfrwbookhooks.blogspot.com, I have a few sentences from Chance Encounter, a contemporary m/m mystery-romance:


Chance Encounter
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Chance-Encounter-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06XF5KGBT/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Also available iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble Nook: https://www.books2read.com/u/mYjwd4

Forgotten? After all what time? As in I’m supposed to know you from somewhere?
Jase narrowed his eyes and looked the dude over more carefully. The lighting in the club was lousy, but somewhere between the glitter, the cheap glamour and false eyelashes, one of which was rapidly becoming unglued, there was something vaguely familiar about the guy. He searched his memory and came up dry. “Sorry, man, I think you must be mistaking me for someone else.”
The man gave a soft, sexy chuckle, raising hairs on places Jase had always thought were hairless. He flipped through his memory banks for a second time.
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About the book…
In high school and through their first year of college, Jase Thoman and Matt Lester were best friends and lovers. Then Matt’s family moved, Matt transferred to another school, and they soon drifted apart.
Ten years later, they meet again by chance. Jase is a private investigator, desperate to find his kid brother who, in addition to two other teenage boys, disappeared after last being seen at a local gay bar. Matt is an undercover police officer, brought in by the local police department in the hope he can succeed where they’ve far failed.
Matt is the only man Jase has ever really loved, but ten years is a long time. They’re not the same people they once were. When Matt tries to pick up where they left off, Jase takes a step back. His first priority is finding his brother. As far as Matt is concerned, Jase feels how he imagines a deer would feel when caught in the headlights of a vehicle with little or no chance of escape—confused, unsure, and at the same time, positive whatever he does will be the wrong thing.

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:  http://mfrwbookhooks.blogspot.com

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https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
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http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/



MidWeekTease - 23 August 2017 - And The Cat Came Back

23 August 2017:


For this week’s edition of the MidWeekTease, http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/, I have an excerpt from And The Cat Came Back, a contemporary m/m romance:



AND THE CAT CAME BACK
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Cat-Came-Back-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06WWFPK5W/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Also available at Apple iTunes, Barnes & Noble & Kobo

Blurb:

Home renovator Seth Lawley is ready to settle down if the right man comes along, but he’s cautious. He believes he who hesitates saves himself a whole lot of heartbreak.
Grant Kenyon, on the other hand, is ready to take a chance. He figures anyone who hesitates when it comes to grabbing what he wants from life risks losing out.
Foofuss, Grant’s bossy, matchmaking Persian cat, has decided his master needs company and Seth is it...that’s if he can figure out the perfect plan to bring the two of them together.
Excerpt

…I grabbed Foo, hurried over to Grant’s house and pressed the buzzer. There were lights on, but since I couldn’t hear anything, I pounded on the door, praying he was okay.
The hall light came, and I heard Grant’s voice saying “Okay, okay, I’m here. What’s the problem?” Then the rattle of the safety chain as he opened the door.
He was still dressed, but he looked sleepy with his hair all ruffled up. And I hadn’t seen him wearing glasses before. The oblong-shaped, dark-rimmed glasses made him look cute and sexy, and…
I released my breath in a soft whoosh, put Foo down and wrapped my arms around him, virtually in one quick motion. “Thank God you’re okay! When Foo showed up and started scratching on the window, I thought… Never mind what I thought.”
He laughed and hugged me back. “As you can see, I’m fine. I was waiting for Foo to come home so I could lock up. I guess I fell asleep. More to the point, what are you doing out here at this hour?”
“I, umm…” I remembered, belatedly, the door was still open. I looked down and there was Foo, gazing up at the two of us with a smug, gotcha expression on his furry face. Unless I was very much mistaken, getting the two of us together had been the reason for his visit. “Would you believe looking for ghosts?”
“Ghosts? Hmm…” Grant’s hands slid down my back and he pulled me closer. I groaned softly as my cock reacted. Kicking the door shut with my foot, I gave in to what had been in the cards since the moment our eyes first met over at Sweet Briar…

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/

^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/


Thursday, August 17, 2017

New Release - Butterflies and Lovebirds

Butterflies and Lovebirds
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Butterflies-Lovebirds-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B074R7YR9C/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Also available at iTunes, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo


Butterflies and Lovebirds is a collection of four romantic short stories. It includes a paranormal romance, two tales involving the reunion of childhood sweethearts, and a teacher-student relationship that comes with a slightly different twist.

The Butterfly Girl:

Tim Braiden needs somewhere quiet to finish his latest book and, hopefully, get back into his editor's good graces. Somewhere as far from the party scene and his drinking buddies as possible. A cottage on an uninhabited island set in the middle of a remote lake appears to be the perfect answer to his problem—until he arrives on the island and meets sexy, Marigold Fraser, a wildlife artist who specializes in paintings of Monarch butterflies. From the moment they meet, Tim knows Marigold is no ordinary girl. Marigold is special, magical, every man's ideal woman, who quickly takes over his dreams, his life, and finally his heart.

Ciao, Ciao Bambina:

Turning failing companies into winners doesn’t leave Dani Stevens with a lot of time for herself. It certainly doesn’t allow her time to find a man with whom she can indulge her sexual fantasies. But then Dani goes to Las Vegas on business and is recognized by a man she hasn’t seen since they were both kids. Twenty years ago, Roberto Ventura was Dani’s first love, and she was his, and they were both devastated when circumstances forced them to part. But can a teenage crush survive a 20-year separation?  Especially now when Roberto is Vegas’ latest heartthrob, a handsome, sexy, Italian singer who can have any woman he wants.

Something To Talk About:

As far as English teacher, Maddy Anderson, was concerned, her relationship with post-grad student, Ty Jarrett, was perfectly proper in every way. She was helping Ty get his book ready for publication out of the goodness of her heart and that was all. However, Maddy’s best friend, Karen, and Karen’s bank manager husband, Dennis, and some of their friends, viewed the relationship in a whole different light. It didn’t matter to them that Maddy and Ty were both over 21, unattached and free to do whatever they pleased. In their opinion any teacher and student relationship was wrong, and spending long hours alone at the teacher’s house was the worst—an unhealthy situation that just begged to be talked about.

Proud Mary:

Jamie McMahon and Mary Bonelli fell in love in junior school and promised they’d get married when they grew up. However, different careers have taken them in different directions, and their relationship has dwindled to the point where Jamie figures its game over. That is until Mary’s grandfather dies and Mary returns home. But has she come back merely to honor the promise she made to her grandfather to take over the family restaurant? Or is she finally ready to keep the promise she made to Jamie the night of their high school prom? 

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New Release - SABOTAGE



SABOTAGE
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Sabotage-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B074QT7SL1/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Also available at iTunes, Barnes & Noble,. And Kobo

https://www.books2read.com/u/m0xgRl

 


Blurb:

When the dark clouds of war began to roll across Europe in 1939, Pamela Bradley-Browning expected to be conscripted into the British army. Instead, thanks to her wealthy father and his connections, and what he believed to be Pamela’s total inability to do anything except file her nails and party ’til dawn, she’s given safe but essential war work as an assistant intelligence analyst at MI5. That is until a flurry of sabotage activity and a shortage of agents has Pamela posing as a member of the Women’s Land Army with instructions to root out the bad guys.

Although determined to show her father she’s not the brainless idiot he thinks, Pamela makes the mistake of falling in love with Corporal Bruno Sabatini, one of the Italian prisoners of war working on the same farm. She knows fraternizing with the enemy is a crime. But she’s not too worried until she discovers Bruno’s father owns an arms factory in Italy, appears to be pro-German, and Bruno is MI5’s number one suspect as the saboteur. If Bruno is found guilty, she can add conspiring with the enemy to the charges against her.

While the Italian pow’s are the enemy and the obvious suspects, Pamela knows a saboteur needs motive as well as means, and she doesn’t believe the pow’s have either. It’s someone else, but who? Desperate to clear the name of the man she loves before the police decide to wring a confession out of him, she doesn’t know where to start looking--until the farmer’s wife, Maggie, decides to help, and Pamela learns about certain pre-war friendships and dangerous secrets that were successfully used as blackmail in the past.

Although this is something that happened five years ago and the blackmailer is now dead, Pamela has a feeling the potential for blackmail still exists. In fact, there’s an excellent chance someone else has discovered the secret and is using the knowledge for his or her own ends. To solve the mystery and save Bruno from false arrest, she’s in a race against time to find the latest pieces of the puzzle and unmask the real villain.

Excerpt:

The first time she saw Bruno, he’d been tending to one of the farm cats who’d injured its paw on a piece of barbed wire. The animal was upset and he’d been so patient and so gentle, stroking its trembling body and crooning softly to it as if it were a child. As he finished cleansing the wound and allowed the cat to scamper away on it’s three good legs, he’d looked up and their eyes had met.
          One look into the depths of his beautiful, liquid brown eyes, she’d gone weak at the knees, she’d grabbed the doorframe for support, and she known from that moment on, her fate was forever sealed. He was everything she’d ever dreamed of and more--kind, caring and good-looking, too. He’d also turned out to be a superlative, sensitive, and fantastic lover who knew exactly how to satisfy a woman. A man who cared about his partner’s pleasure even more than he cared about his own.
          “Do you think you’ll be able to stay late again tomorrow night?” she wondered aloud.
          “Perhaps. I’ll certainly try.” He chuckled softly. “But once it starts getting dark, I must admit I’m a little nervous walking back to camp with all those old men in uniform with guns and poor eyesight hanging about.”
          “You’re worried one of them will shoot you?”
Bruno stroked Pamela’s hair and wound a strand around his finger. “Of course, I’m worried. I know it’s the job of the Home Guard to search every field and every farmyard for any German airmen who may have managed to survive after their planes are shot down, but I’d feel much better if they could see what they’re aiming at.”

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