Cal MacLamond wears a badge but dishes out his own version of justice. Although he’s hot on the trail of two dastardly bandidos, he takes the time to woo and win the heart of a pretty woman along the way. That she’s already married doesn’t bother this lenient lawman. The spirit of the wild wild west is alive and well in this gritty tale of high desert justice.
What do a redneck overweight heroine, a dead body, and a French guardian angel have in common? Las Vegas and an action packed mystery full of twists, turns, and surprises that had me guessing until I turned the last page. I’ll definitely be looking for more of this author’s work!
I really wasn’t sure I was going to like this book. I love Ms. Graham’s suspenses and this soooo wasn’t a suspense. That being said, I fell in love with the characters and thoroughly enjoyed the romp through time.
Go ahead, you know you want to watch it!
This isn’t a traditional romance, but I love quirky, out of the box stories. This one spoke to me, because as a single parent, I’ve been there and done that.
Plus I really, really love the cover.
The love boat has nothing on this adventure. Jewel thieves, a sexy hero, and a spunky heroine all conspire to make this a truly enjoyable read.
Receiving cover art is truly my most favorite part of the whole publishing process (waiting, well, that’s a whole ‘nother story!).
I opened my e-mail on Saturday to find this.
I am soooooo jazzed. Although Once Upon a Midnight is a historical romance, the story has just enough zombie/mysticism elements to warrant a more original cover. Yes, I love “clinch” covers (where the couple is nearly naked and embracing), and one day, I’ll write a book where one of those covers fits. This book is not it.
True to the title, I spent last night up until Midnight working on the book trailer. Again, it’s just a little “different”. Hope you enjoy!
Ericka’s talking about her latest release, Wild Ghost Chase, along with balancing writing and family life @ The WildO Network with Dagni Rose.
As an author, I don’t believe in Muses or any divine inspiration related to my writing. I may joke about my muse, but all-in-all, it’s just me and my brain.
But what an amazing brain —
I recently began plotting my latest manuscript, targeting it for a category romance line. Charlene Sands shared with the LARA RWA that babies and children in category romances were hot, hot, hot. I’ll admit that I’ve never been a huge fan of secret babies. Oh, I like babies and secrets, but I could not quite wrap my head around how they could be combined in a story in a believable manner. Meanwhile, I’m working on my plot (longhand)…a dead body here, a villain there, but despite all of my attempts, no secret baby.
I began writing.
The first scene went just the way I’d planned….horseback ride into the desert, a splash of red, pool of blood, dead body. Yay.
Moving on to the second scene, the entrance of the hero, I struggled a bit. Okay, so he drives into town, okay, so he sees the heroine looking all hot and sexy. Then what? I asked him (okay, I asked myself, but work with me), and he answered that he was from this same hometown, knew the heroine all through high school and they had a “thing” one night about four or five years ago when he blew through town on his way to a funeral and she was leaving town in a few days to go into the Air Force.
Yeah. He looked at me like I was a bit of a dim-wit. “You know, thing. A one-night-stand.”
BAM! She arrived wearing denim overalls, a pink shirt, her straight dark hair done up in pigtails and flashing a pair of familiar dark eyes at my hero through a car window. You guessed it. My very own personal secret baby.
Exciting from start to finish, with twists, turns, and red-hot romance.