New Romantic-Suspense SPLIT DECISIONS by bestselling author Carmen DeSousa!

New Romantic-Suspense SPLIT DECISIONS by bestselling author Carmen DeSousa is now available!

Split Decisions is a follow-up novel to the romantic-suspense bestseller She Belongs to Me. While you do not have to read the first book to enjoy the second, we believe you should have the option, so click here to avoid spoilers.

If you’re still here, read on for a first peek at Split Decisions and a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card.

Book Description:

Sometimes you want something so badly you are willing to abandon everything you’ve ever known—including yourself.

Eighteen years ago, Jaynee Monroe married the man of her dreams, became the mother of four, and fulfilled her career goals. About to turn forty, she senses something is missing from her idyllic life. While Googling her name in an attempt to find herself, she unearths something so impossible, she contemplates her own sanity. Seeking answers, she embarks on a journey to discover the truth, only to end up abducted by a deranged stranger who insists on calling her Caycee.

Caycee took the road less traveled. Rejecting a marriage proposal from the only decent man she ever knew, she ventures to California to become famous. Eighteen years later, success has left her alone and miserable. Attempting to locate her lost love on Facebook, she discovers his infatuation with her. Not only does his presumed-dead wife have Caycee’s uncommon middle name, it appears he has photo-shopped her face over hers.

Never could Caycee and Jaynee have imagined decisions they made years earlier would threaten not only their lives but also their loved ones. Caycee must now reunite with the southern gent she dismissed eighteen years ago and convince him to accompany her to New York to locate his wife, the most important person in both their lives.

Download Split Decisions here:

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Barnes & Noble

iTunes

Now all you have to do to register to win the $10 Amazon Gift Card is share this page via Raffle Copter. Contest ends 7/1/13 at 12:00 a.m. EST and you can share daily if you want. Good luck!

Unfortunately Rafflecopter does not work on my blog! Boo! So to enter Carmen’s giveaway just go to her blog and enter the rafflecopter there! Here’s the link!

http://www.carmendesousa.com/

Please welcome Award Winning Author Meg Mims!

Hello Everyone! I hope all is well with you today! I’ve got Award Winning Author Meg Mims here and she’s talking about some projects that she’s working on! Take it away Meg!

Although I’m primarily interested in the 1800’s, post-Civil War era up to the 1920’s, I have written a medieval “short” story that will become a novella or novel when I get the time to continue writing it.

Hopefully next year. I chose to include it in the Hazard Yet Forward charity anthology that benefits a fellow writer and friend, Donna Munro, in helping to pay medical bills while she’s fighting breast cancer. The authors in the collection are all past or present members of the Seton Hill University Writing Popular Fiction program, either published authors, students or mentors. (I graduated with my MA in WPF back in January 2010, signed my first contract in April of 2011, and my second in 2012.) The HYF anthology is multi-genre (and some of the horror stories are not for the faint at heart) but my story, SEAFIRE, is a “clean” YA fantasy.

I’m committed to writing “clean” fiction — no cussing, no “pink parts” or sex scenes. I can always include emotions and kisses,even a bit of suggestive stuff, but to me the real story lies in the plot and characters’ growth. I’m also committed to “cozy” mystery, so while the dead bodies may pile up, I’m not getting into the graphic stuff. Again, to me the story matters more.

I started writing a version of Seafire as a straight historical long ago and became bogged down in the research. While sharing the story during a Seton Hill critique workshop, I admitted to not being interested in writing the rest of the novel because it would be too difficult to maintain the historical accuracy. Someone said, “So make it a fantasy!” And that stuck with me. I discovered how much fun it is to “build” your own world — so Seafire takes place in a world similar to medieval France. I am looking forward to writing the rest of it!

Check out my 2012 Spur Award-winning western historical mystery, Double Crossing, and my contemporary romance, The Key to Love.

I’m working on the sequel to Double Crossing now. I also have plans to write a Christmas Regency novella. Thanks, Lisa, for having me on your blog!  Please LIKE my book’s Facebook pages — Double Crossing and The Key to Love, my author page. For more info, check out my website and follow me on Twitter!

BUY LINKS:  Hazard Yet Forward — Amazon

                    Double Crossing  — Astraea Press, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords

                    The Key to Love  — Astraea Press, Amazon, B&N, Smashwords

Book Blurb – SEAFIRE

Angelica, spoiled and temperamental, hopes to marry a wealthy baron of Aquon until a unique gem

intrigues her in the town’s marketplace. Once she possesses it, her life will be forever changed.

Excerpt from SEAFIRE:

My life changed in an instant on a sunny summer’s day. God’s truth, I never realized the sheltered childhood I’d led for nearly fourteen years would come to such an end. My eye had caught a simple bauble on a black velvet scrap, a dazzling stone of blue fire swirling with hints of green, as if the sea itself had invaded its depths. That weakness sealed my fate.

The heat of that lazy afternoon baked our little town of Mossaic with its uneven paving stones, shimmered between colorful swags of cloth that shaded the stalls. I breathed the tangy scent of lemons and oranges. Sugared dates and figs glistened in their square boxes. I passed the cages of clucking hens, the baskets of eels and fish, and dodged a horse cart creaking through the square. People of the town mingled and exchanged gossip and bawdy jokes over fresh crusty loaves of bread. Flies and honeybees buzzed everywhere.

But everything faded as I stood mesmerized before the jeweler’s bench.

His one eye surveyed me, the other stitched closed from an old wound perhaps, or some forgotten battle. Patched, muddy clothing hung on his skeletal frame, and one wrist ended in a misshapen claw—thumb and forefinger, and mere stumps for the other digits. I had instinctively recoiled when I first stopped. The old man shrunk into himself, as if aware of my hesitation.

That lovely blue sparkle beckoned me forward. I reached out a finger to touch its faceted surface. It burned my flesh. Eyeing the red patch on my skin, I wondered at the surge of energy that had jolted through my veins. Or had that been my imagination?