BOOK SPOTLIGHT: Need Your Love @DeanPaceFrech #MFRWauthor

NEED YOUR LOVE

by Dean Frech

In June, 1966, ACLU attorney Eron Lassiter attends his uncle’s wedding, and makes an unsettling discovery. Though he’d bowed to family pressure and has a potential marriage planned, his long-ignored attraction to other men roars to life when Garrett Emerson, the bride’s nephew, captures his attention.

After serving in the Korean War and going to college later than his peers, upwardly mobile Garrett is a loan officer at a local bank. For his girlfriend, fiancé in her mind, he can’t climb fast enough. But none of that matters to Eron, and maybe that’s why Garrett’s so drawn to him.

Can Eron and Garrett find happiness amidst the still pervasive culture of propriety, honor, and expectation in the 1960s?                                                                    BUY LINK

EXCERPTBy the time they made it to the beach, the July heat and humidity had reached their peak. They grabbed some burgers and fries from a boardwalk stand and snatched a table as a family got up.
They finished eating. Eron nodded toward the car rather than the beach. Garrett smirked and followed. As Garrett drove back to his apartment, Eron reached out and touched his thigh.
“I’m sorry,” Eron blurted out, in line with his own thoughts, but out of nowhere in the silence.
“For what?” Garrett answered, as if he and Eron were thinking about the same thing.
“I guess the whole thing.”
Garrett looked at him and grimaced. “What do you mean?”
“I feel like I start things and then put them to rest.”
Garrett shrugged. “I suppose things can be kind of sticky between us.”
“I don’t want them to be. I haven’t regretted anything we’ve done.”
“Having sex in the bushes at the country club?”
“Nope.”
“Dancing at the Valentine’s dance?”
“Not at all.”
“Maybe if we lived in a vacuum and didn’t have to deal with the rest of the world, this would be easier?”
“Maybe.”

ABOUT Author Dean Frech
With inspiration from historical tourism sites, the love of reading, and a desire to write a novel, Dean started crafting his first novel in 2008. Dean lives in Kansas City, Missouri with his two cat and is currently working a standalone title, Sartin, a merman romance.

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Book Spotlight: Memories of You by #MFRWauthor Charlotte Daly

MFRW Author Charlotte Daly released book one in The Lake George Series, Memories of You with Lachesis Publishing.

Three years ago Zoe’s happily-ever-after shattered when her husband was murdered and she was brutally raped. In an attempt to reclaim her life and bury her demons, Zoe sets out for picturesque Lake George, New York, and a visit to the treasured family cottage she recently inherited. But what she finds is a rundown shack.

The neighboring resort owner, Jason Rolland immediately invites Zoe to stay at his upscale lodge. He’s determined to get rid of the eye-sore next door, the last reminder of his less-than-perfect childhood. Now, he needs to charm the red-haired beauty into selling. A challenge he’s definitely up for.

Zoe is attracted to the tall, dark-haired charmer with the intoxicating blue eyes, but is Jason the man who can help her heal or will his player past break her fragile heart?" Charlotte Daly writes rich contemporary romance that shoots straight for the heart. Set on the shores of gorgeous Lake George, NY, Memories of You - a tale of shattered lives rebuilt, with love.

EXCERPT

Memories of You, Book I The Lake George Series
Zoe was tired and getting a little hungry. Thinking of the pub, a cool glass of wine sounded nice right about now, too. Where the hell was this Rolland guy, and why couldn’t the old biddy behind the counter simply point the way to her aunt’s—scratch that, her—cottage?
She was busy thumbing through a colorful flyer advertising local attractions when the glass door squeaked opened. She looked up.
And all the irritation and fatigue of the day melted away into a single, warm, wet lump in her lower belly.
He was tall—quite tall, and somewhat lanky, but broad shouldered like a male model. His jeans fit his body as if the denim was enjoying every minute. His unbuttoned, white polo shamelessly hugged a lean, sculptured torso.
This guy stepped out of a Calvin Klein ad. Surely, this can’t be Mr. Rolland.
She’d been picturing a man close in age to the woman she’d been trying to ignore for the past twenty minutes. But as he came through the door, the man glanced quickly at Betty, who nodded in Zoe’s direction. Then he turned his eyes toward her.
Those must be colored contacts. I’ve never seen eyes the same clear, almost iridescent hue as a swimming pool. Maybe it was the contrast against the hair—jet black, stick-straight, and ornery. He’d tried to tame it with some sort of product, but with little success. One chunk hung defiantly over his dark brow.
*    *    *
“Hi. I’m Jason Rolland.”
Jason extended his hand, his gaze scanning every inch of the shapely redhead in the bright, flowered sundress. What the hell was it made of? The clingy fabric outlined every one of her curves. The hem had inched up, gifting him with a view of an incredible set of legs.
So this is the woman I’m going to have to spar with over old Delia’s property. I was hoping this would be a simple, long-distance real estate transaction handled by my attorney. This is going to be a little more complicated than I was anticipating.
Shit.
He cleared his throat as he watched Zoe untangle her legs and struggle to her feet.
Her naked feet. They were perfect too—two tiny, smooth-looking little bugs with pale pink toenails. Innocent little feet, shamelessly exposed. Her toes pressed desperately on the surface of the pristine white tile.
“Hi. I’m Zoe Anderson.”

ABOUT Charlotte Daly
Charlotte writes contemporary romance that shoots straight for the heart—filled with the emotional connections & heartfelt experiences we all look for in a story.

Charlotte grew up a few hours south of Lake George, NY, and first fell in love with the region when she was just a kid. Those lazy summers and the undeniable magic of the Adirondack Mountains stirred lots of stories in her head, and she knew that someday, she'd create an entire cast of characters to live and love in her own, private Lake George Village.

Connect with Charlotte here: www.charlottedaly.net.

Let's listen to A Vampyre Rhapsody on #Thursday13 @Linda Nightingale

 About  #MFRWauthor  Linda Nightingale

I was born in South Carolina, have lived in England, Canada, Miami, Atlanta and now Houston. I’ve seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for thirteen years.
With Cardinal Desires, a vampire paranormal to be released in 2013 by Double Dragon Publishing, I won the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award. I retired from the legal field and have two wonderful sons. My passions are Andalusian and Lusitano horses, my snappy little sports car and my parlor grand piano.


          Morgan D'Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody
          

             Genre: Paranormal Romance 
             Publisher: The Wild Rose Press 

The greatest enemy of a vampire is boredom. Four centuries of existence have taught Lord Morgan Gabriel D'Arcy to fear nothing and no one. Humans and their weapons have little chance against his preternatural speed and arcane powers. Vampires are viral mutations of human DNA. Still, the Vampyre code requires secrecy, and he has learned to hide his nature from the world. The lure of mortality, of a life in the sun, puts Morgan again and again at the mercy of calculating human women though they fail to consider his charm and determination into the equation. However, even grooming a future bride from infancy proves to be fraught with heartbreak. And second chances are not always what they seem unless... you are Morgan. Immortality and beauty, aren’t they grand?  
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13 Sentences from Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody, a collection of short stories 

1     Devil’s Waltz:

a.       “At midnight, Lucien St. Albans had arrived with shocking news—there was no such thing as forever.” This sentence refers to the Vampyre’s immortality, which is now being threatened.

b.       “Beauty won battles that charm alone lost.”

c.        “At times, Amber looked as if she’d dissect me, given the chance.“

d.      “Her death washed through me on wave after wave, and I trembled in bliss.”

      Night Moves:

a.        “It was the night for a kill, and need burned in me—fever hot.”  Morgan is going hunting!

b.      “Perhaps, you’d like to try a cross?  Or a stake?”  I laughed, tossing the bullet at her.”

c.       “Beware those who walk the Battery late at night.  That stately old mansion with its face turned away from the sea, the beautiful one with a Greek portico, has dark secrets.”

      Sunrise, Sunset:

a.       “You wish I'd come to your window, deep in the heart of night, and call you from your bed.” (Morgan places a romance ad and finds an unexpected result.)

b.       ”Boredom had caught me at the bottom of a bleak winter evening, and boredom in my hands was a time bomb that would explode.The question was merely where and when.”  

c.        ”Each of us, at some time, wishes to stand naked in passion’s temple and face deepest, darkest desire—to be an innocent victim to lust.” (Isn’t this true? Let me know your thoughts)

      Intermezzo:

a.        “Touching my piano was like fondling my mistress.”

b.      “I admire your taste in relatives, Mr. Thomas.” I extended my hand. (Morgan finds an ally in a deadly game—a pretty lawyer)

c.      “I thought my son would be born a bastard.  Now, he’ll be an aristocratic bastard like his dad.”

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