Monday, May 9, 2016
Dawn's Reading Nook: Book Spotlight~ Breakwater Beach
Dawn's Reading Nook: Book Spotlight~ Breakwater Beach: Breakwater Beach by Carole Ann Moleti Series name/# : Book 1 of The Unfinished Business Series Genre: Paranormal Romance Publishe...
Friday, May 6, 2016
THE F1RST PAGE....: .
THE F1RST PAGE....: .: A chill ran through her like she’d guzzled ice water. His muscular body drew close and drew her into an embrace. Liz’s heart hammered ag...
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
The Book Blurb Blog: .A Blurb on a Wednesday.
The Book Blurb Blog: .A Blurb on a Wednesday.: Liz Levine is convinced her recently deceased husband is engineering the sequence of events that propels her into a new life. But it’s sea ...
Sunday, April 10, 2016
The Unfinished Business Series: Breakwater Beach and The Widow's Walk Release Event Updates
Andrew Richardson helped to kick off the release week festivities with his preview. Here is a snippet:
"The characters have convincing backstories and current trials and tribulations which all play an important part in the novel rather than being ‘bolted on’. That kept me reading; until the end the story could take Liz more than one way, so it maintained my interest until the last page."
A Blog Tour is in Progress:
Lucky Thirteen was featured on Joanne Guidoccio's Second Act Series on April 18
The Drunken Druid Book Tour May 2-8 (Watch for Daily Links on Twitter and Facebook)
Dawn's Reading Nook on May 5
C.D. Hersh on May 18
Carla Biddle: Book Feature on May 25
M.J. Compton on June 29
Facebook Events
Romance Writer's Gone Wild May 23-27
This weeklong party features writers in all genres with great prizes including Kindle readers
Romance Writer's Gone Wild May 23-27
This weeklong party features writers in all genres with great prizes including Kindle readers
Novel Fun in The Summer Sun Tour
July 20: Carole Ann Moleti and Deborah Davis at Snow Library Orleans, MA
Paths to Publishing, time TBD
July 22: Carole Ann Moleti and Deborah Davis at Yellow Umbrella Books, Chatham MA
Booksigning: 11am-1 pm
July 23: Carole Ann Moleti and Deborah Davis at Booksmith/Musicsmith, Orleans MA
More stops TBA
Monday, March 21, 2016
Welcoming Andrew Richardson, Author of The Bank Manager
Andrew Richardson is one of the more prolific writers I know, turning out a supernatural horror or Celtic fantasy novel a year, plus several short stories. He is also one of the most versatile, and his LGBT erotic short stories are largely fine examples of contemporary women's fiction but also include horror and dark fantasy.
Andrew writes almost exclusively in the female point of view, and he does it masterfully. I haven't read The Bank Manager yet, but am sure it will not disappoint.
The door opened.
Kerry-Jane jerked around.
The blonde’s bob and navy blue suit were formal, but her sparkling eyes and genuine grin were more relaxed. The beginning of lines at the corners of her eyes and mouth and the tints in her hair added sophistication.
Kerry-Jane’s nerves twitched as she returned a smile.
The other woman offered her hand. “Hello. I’m Dawn. Dawn Lincoln. You must be Miss MacLeod.”
Kerry-Jane tried not to let her voice waver. “Yeah. I’ve come to talk about a loan.” She shook the offered hand. It was warm and soft, and Kerry-Jane was surprised when Miss Lincoln held on for a moment longer than she needed to.
Miss Lincoln’s eyes flicked to Kerry-Jane’s cleavage before returning to her face. The blonde held the door to her office open and waved toward a big chair beyond a thick, oak desk. The computer monitor and telephone looked out of place in the old-fashioned room. “Please, Miss MacLeod, take a seat.”
As Kerry-Jane walked around the desk, her fingertips brushed over the oak and the deep burgundy leather set into its surface. She noticed the gentle squish of the thick, burgundy carpet beneath her shoes.
Author Bio:
Andrew Richardson live within easy reach of Stonehenge and other historical places whose regal solitude provides a clear mind for working out plot difficulties and story ideas.
Most of Andrew's work falls squarely into the horror or historical fantasy/horror genres, but he also writes some erotica so his characters can have some fun for a change instead of being scared out of their wits. He violently dislikes laptops, so adopts the old and quaint approach of typing with a desktop, which at least has a screen big enough to avoid the need to squint.
Andrew has a background in archaeology and has worked on sites in England, Scotland and Wales. It's not really a surprise that much of his work reflects this interest and experience.
When he's not writing or working Andrew follows Aldershot Town Football Club and takes long walks over rugged countryside.
http://andrewjrichardson.blogspot.co.uk/
Andrew writes almost exclusively in the female point of view, and he does it masterfully. I haven't read The Bank Manager yet, but am sure it will not disappoint.
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Kerry-Jane needs a car, but her nerves on
edge as she waits to meet the bank manager for a loan. She is put at ease when
she meets the pretty blonde manager named Dawn. Both women are eager to flirt,
but how far will Kerry-Jane go to lower her interest rate?
The door opened.
Kerry-Jane jerked around.
The blonde’s bob and navy blue suit were formal, but her sparkling eyes and genuine grin were more relaxed. The beginning of lines at the corners of her eyes and mouth and the tints in her hair added sophistication.
Kerry-Jane’s nerves twitched as she returned a smile.
The other woman offered her hand. “Hello. I’m Dawn. Dawn Lincoln. You must be Miss MacLeod.”
Kerry-Jane tried not to let her voice waver. “Yeah. I’ve come to talk about a loan.” She shook the offered hand. It was warm and soft, and Kerry-Jane was surprised when Miss Lincoln held on for a moment longer than she needed to.
Miss Lincoln’s eyes flicked to Kerry-Jane’s cleavage before returning to her face. The blonde held the door to her office open and waved toward a big chair beyond a thick, oak desk. The computer monitor and telephone looked out of place in the old-fashioned room. “Please, Miss MacLeod, take a seat.”
As Kerry-Jane walked around the desk, her fingertips brushed over the oak and the deep burgundy leather set into its surface. She noticed the gentle squish of the thick, burgundy carpet beneath her shoes.
Author Bio:
Andrew Richardson live within easy reach of Stonehenge and other historical places whose regal solitude provides a clear mind for working out plot difficulties and story ideas.
Most of Andrew's work falls squarely into the horror or historical fantasy/horror genres, but he also writes some erotica so his characters can have some fun for a change instead of being scared out of their wits. He violently dislikes laptops, so adopts the old and quaint approach of typing with a desktop, which at least has a screen big enough to avoid the need to squint.
Andrew has a background in archaeology and has worked on sites in England, Scotland and Wales. It's not really a surprise that much of his work reflects this interest and experience.
When he's not writing or working Andrew follows Aldershot Town Football Club and takes long walks over rugged countryside.
http://andrewjrichardson.blogspot.co.uk/
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Announcing the Cover Reveal for Breakwater Beach
Special thanks to Books n Pearls and Nicole Ulery for setting up the cover reveal party. And to all the book bloggers and authors hosting me. There will be a Rafflecopter giveaway for Amazon gift cards.
*´¨) COVER REVEAL
¸.•´¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) Breakwater Beach
(¸.•´ (¸.•`★✫★ by Carole Ann Moleti
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Genre: Cape Cod Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Soulmate
Projected release date: April 13, 2016
Blurb
Liz Levine is convinced her recently deceased husband is engineering the sequence of events that propels her into a new life. But it’s sea captain Edward Barrett, the husband that died over a century ago, who has returned to complete their unfinished business. Edward’s lingering presence complicates all her plans and jeopardizes a new relationship that reawakens her passion for life and love. What are Captain Barrett’s plans for his wife, and for the man who is the new object of her affections?
Remember subscribers to my newsletter get bonus content and a free download of Haunted: Ten Tales of Ghosts for a preview of the novel. Breakwater Beach will be released in April 2016.
Here is an never before read excerpt:
“My captain insisted I give this to Lord Baxter of Apthorp, Earl of Camberley personally.” He handed Elisabeth the package. Calloused hands brushed hers.
“I’ll see that he gets it, Mr. Barrett.” His touch, despite the work-roughened skin was gentle, almost tender.
“Are you hurt, my lady?” He handed back the bloodstained handkerchief she must have dropped when she and Thornlea left the house. Her heart, hardened against the idea of ever giving herself willingly to a man, softened.
“No, thanks to you.” Elisabeth took the scrap of soiled linen from him. Barrett was the first man she’d ever met who had ever showed genuine concern for her well-being. So, hard work and adversity shaped a better character as well as a better body.
The momentary romantic fantasy faded. Now she faced another confrontation with dear Papa. Edward Barrett wouldn’t be there the next time.
Check out my website for more information about the series--and more excerpts.
And now, without further ado
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The Unfinished Business Series
A Cape Cod Paranormal Romance
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Friday, February 12, 2016
The Widow's Walk is Featured this Week at The Romance Reviews Valentine Party
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February 13 is the day the Scavenger Hunt features a Q and A contest for The Widow's Walk.
Plus, from 2/16-20, check in here or at TRR for a chance to win an additional e book copy of The Widow's Walk
If you'd like a preview of the prequel, Breakwater Beach, which is coming out in the Spring of 2016, subscribe to my newsletter. In addition to bonus content and advance notice of the cover reveal celebration, I'll send you a PDF of Haunted: Ten Tales of Ghosts which features a short story version.
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Mike and
Liz Keeny are newlyweds, new parents, and the proprietors of the Barrett Inn,
an 1875 Victorian on Cape Cod, which just happens to be haunted. By their own
ghosts. The Inn had become an annex of Purgatory, putting Mike, Liz, and their
infant son in danger. Selling the historic seaside bed and breakfast was the only
answer, one that Liz and her own tortured specter refused to consider. Were
they doomed to follow the same path that led to disaster in their previous
lives? Was getting out, getting away, enough?
Look, for now, we’ll just stay where we are–together. If Liz and Mike are united, then Jared and Elisabeth aren’t going to be able to get in between us.” He brushed the tears off her cheeks.
She stared at him intently, fear, maybe desperation in her eyes. “We can only talk to each other about this. Others might use any information against us.”
“Who would do that, Liz?’
Her demeanor hardened. She sat up, raised her chin. “My son. Your daughter. Sandra.”
“You’re paranoid. The kids have no inkling about ghosts. All Sandra has are theories. She doesn’t know about your incident–or my illness. And I’m not going to tell her.” Guilt twanged in his gut. Sandra had come up with all the ghostly interpretations on her own, right?
Liz jumped up. “She knows about my injury. Maybe not how it happened, but when Mae went in there to get my things, she figured out it was for me. She reads minds, or manipulates people into blabbing what they know.”
Mike lowered his voice to a whisper. “It doesn’t take much for Mae to spill information. I think you’re giving Sandra too much credit.” Yet, she did ask him about the ghosts as soon as he sat down.
“You can joke all you want, Mike, but this is serious. We can’t let anyone else in.”
“I won’t say a word about anything ghostly to anyone. As long as things stay under control.”
Liz studied him.
Mike squirmed. “I think I’m going to take a nap.” He settled back on the sofa.
She tucked the blanket around him and kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll go help Mae with dinner.”
She didn’t believe him. He didn’t trust her. This was never going to work.
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Breakwater Beach
Coming Spring 2016
Liz Levine is convinced her recently deceased
husband is engineering the sequence of events that propels her into a new life.
But it’s sea captain Edward Barrett, the husband that died over a century ago,
who has returned to complete their unfinished business. Edward’s lingering
presence complicates all her plans and jeopardizes a new relationship that
reawakens her passion for life and love. What are Captain Barrett’s plans for
his wife, and for the man who is the new object of her affections?
Liz opened the lid of a large trunk affixed with shipping labels dated from 1865 to 1875. Inside, neatly folded, were women’s clothes, hats, and shoes. She examined a night chemise that resembled a long slip with lace trim. “This is English linen, Irish lace though."
Mae didn’t answer. Liz peeled away layers of yellowed paper. Silk and velvet dresses with coordinating hats and high button shoes were stored in their original boxes. Undergarments, corsets, garters, and hosiery were wrapped in linen bags. The aroma of lavender lingered in a sachet tucked in the corner.
"You won’t be findin’ this clothin’ in the Sea Captain’s Thrift Shop,” Mae hung the dresses in the closet.
They arranged the intimate garments in the antique dresser. Liz left the shoes and hats in the trunk and pushed it against the wall.
“How could no one have noticed these for so many years?” said Liz. “It’s too damp up here to leave them out. I'll donate them to the Brewster Historical Society and the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston.”
“Keep this nightgown, Miss Lizzy.” Mae hung it on a hanger over the closet door. “The sachet kept it fresh and the wrinkles will come out in time. A real lady lived here. The best of everything.”
Liz watched the girls fluffing pillows and turning down covers on the four-poster bed. Another moment of déjà vu diffused through the room.
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