Saturday, November 10, 2012

Meet the Characters of the Promise Me Series by Tara Fox Hall!

A huge thank you to The Moonlight Romance Authors for having me here today!

 I’m here today to promote Broken Promise, the second book in the paranormal romance Promise Me series. But what better way to introduce my Promise Me Series than a paragraph of introduction by each of the central and supporting characters, from their own POV?

Sarelle McGarran
Independent human heroine recently nursing a broken heart

Hi. My name is Sarelle McGarran. I live on an old horse farm in New York, and work part time at a metal fabrication shop. I thought when I met Danial last fall that I’d found a soul mate. Instead, he broke my heart. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy having a working relationship with a vampire, but we could have made it, if he’d just have told me the truth. I still hope that after I take some time for myself that we can reconcile. I do love him, and I know he loves me. I also didn’t take my oath to him lightly. I just hope he feels the same way.

Danial Racklan
Reserved yet romantic vampire recently nursing a broken heart

It is not easy for a human to accept most of my needs as a vampire: the night schedule, the blood donors I must use, the history I have witnessed and lost, my company which I love even as it demands much of my waking time, and the dismal fact that I will likely outlive her. I thought Sar was different, that we had something lasting. But she has run back to her home, telling me she “needs some time to come to terms with my agelessness.” My own heart is broken, that I could have been so wrong about her acceptance of me. I have no power to make vampires, unlike my licentious brother, Devlin. Was it so wrong to have wanted a child with her, a being that might have had my longevity, so that I might hold onto our love forever?

 Vengeful half-demon

Danial is not to be trusted, no matter what feelings he professes for Sar. Yes, he did tell me the truth about myself during our fight, that night he came to rescue her from me. In those months since I’ve learned much about passing for human, in addition to honing my magical talents. But that doesn’t mean I trust Danial with Sar. She was kind to me, and helped me when she didn’t have to. I owe her for that. She’s also the first human who didn’t look at me like I was an abomination. I’ll do whatever I can to show her the truth that Danial is lying to her, and get her away from him before he gets her killed.

Uncompromising werecougar nursing his own secret affection for Sar

Danial is my best friend. He saved my life years ago, and gave me a place in his business, Solutions, Inc. In the ten years I’ve known him, he always treated me with respect, as a partner. Now he’s a wreck, having loved Sar and lost her within only a few months. I told him how many times that it wasn’t going to work, him being vampire and her being human. That bastard Terian is just another problem we’re going to have to deal with, too. But keeping Danial safe is my job. Whatever it takes, I’ll find some way to put Terian down for good. He’s got designs on Sar. I’m sure of it. But no way in hell is he getting near her. She deserves to be happy with someone that loves her and keeps her safe. I’d give my life to protect her.

Loyal, reticent werefox

I’m one of Danial’s werefoxes, assigned with protecting him and his personal effects. I’m also Sar’s friend. Now that Sar and Danial have spilt, I’m forbidden to visit her. Danial said she needed space, to be completely alone. I think that’s BS, but don’t dare say that to him. I can’t risk my job, now that I’m expecting a child with my mate, Aran. All I can hope for is that Sar takes some time and returns to Danial. I miss her terribly.

Devlin Dalcon
Seductive and relentless vampire

At last, the moment I waited for all these last 50 years…my brother Danial is again in love. He hid it from me at first, knowing what I would do. I will never forgive Danial for taking Anna from me those many years ago. Danial’s heart will break once again over the loss of his beloved, just as mine did almost two centuries ago. Strangely, my charms failed me the night I first met Sar, and she resisted my efforts to seduce her. In fact, all my efforts to ensnare her have failed thus far. But no matter….I have time on my side, you see. I know Sar’s personality now, and that in time, something is sure to happen between my domineering brother and her to give me opportunity. When that time comes, I’ll be there ready in the shadows to pounce. One way or another, Sar will one day be swooning at my feet, offering her body up for my eager penetration as all Danial’s other loves did.
Is that a threat? No, my darling readers, that’s a promise.

Blurb from Broken Promise:

Shocked at Danial’s betrayal, Sarelle returns to her old home to consider her options. Yet even as Sar plans a reconciliation with Danial, Terian arrives, confessing his desire. When Theo witnesses Terian and Sar kiss, he angrily confronts Sar, leading to startling consequences. Will Sar’s heart choose Danial, Terian,…or Theo?

Excerpt from Broken Promise:

“Where were you tonight, that you were so dirty?”
“Don’t ask me that.”
“What happened, Danial? Or is this something else you want to keep from me?” I said sarcastically.
Danial stared at me, and then seemed to decide something. “I fought with Theo.” He turned away from me abruptly, and headed back to the living room.
I was uneasy at mention of Theo, so much so that I followed him. “What about?”
“About you. Theo said if I had any brains I’d come up here and say whatever you wanted, anything, in order to win you back. I refused, and told him it was none of his business. He hit me. We fought, though not for long,” he finished bitterly.
“So you’re here…because of Theo?”
“He said that if he had someone to love like you, who would look at him the way you used to look at me, he wouldn’t let anything stand in the way of being with them.”
I drank most of the wine quickly, savoring the bitter taste. I’d have maybe expected this from Cia, but not Theo. Not after how he had kissed me, and said he wanted me for himself. Maybe this was Theo’s way of making things right with Danial without telling him what had happened New Year’s Eve. His loyalty to Danial had always been strong.
I finished my wine, and put the empty glass on the counter, trying to find something appropriate to utter.
“What do I need to say, Sar? Tell me and I’ll say it,” Danial said, coming to stand in front of me.
I closed my eyes, but even then, I could still feel him there, so close to me I could touch him. My words seemed too loud when I finally spoke. “Tell me that it doesn’t matter to you if I have your child.”
“It doesn’t, Sar. Not after—”
“Tell me that you won’t lie to me again about anything.”
“I swear it, I won’t—”
“Tell me that it’s enough that I gave you my word I’d come back to you. That I can stay here as long as it takes to come to terms with what happened, and with your non-aging. That you can wait for me to do that. That you are willing to do that, because that is what I need.”
Danial looked at me, a battle going on inside him. His jaw worked, but he kept silent. Finally, he looked away.
“Would it be enough, to hear me say that? Would that make the difference to you, that action that would bring you back to me?”
“Yes,” I said, staring into his eyes. “I would probably come back to you, in time.”
Instead of kindled hope, Danial’s eyes held anger. “What about you, Sarelle? Would you love me, want me, if I told you I was yours, and then the next night left you, and refused to come back when you asked me to? How would you feel?”
“It’s not the same,” I said with a sigh.
“It is to me,” Danial said.
I smiled sadly, and reached up to touch his face. He caught my hand easily in his, and kissed it. I was slightly drunk by this time, which was no excuse, but I couldn’t stand the tension, to stand there arguing about my love for him after all that I’d gone through to be with him. After I’d told Terian that I couldn’t love him, because I loved Danial. After I’d stopped Theo from making love to me, because of my oath to Danial. I should have told Danial to stop, but I didn’t, and he took my silence for acquiescence. He moved closer, and then he was holding me. I melted into his embrace, and he began kissing my neck gently, his fangs brushing me.
“Please leave, Danial,” I whispered.
“No, Sar,” he said, lifting my chin to look into my eyes. “Not tonight. Tonight, I’m staying.”
He kissed me passionately. His lips were soft, and cool against my warm mouth, and I drank in the sensation, remembering the way we used to be before everything had happened. When we’d first dated, and started sharing ourselves with each other. I put my arms around him, and kissed him back, my body responding to him. He reached up into my hair, and pulled me against him tightly, and I felt at once how aroused I still could make him.
“Danial,” I said breathily.
“I never meant to hurt you, Sar,” he said, still kissing me. “Tell me you know that. That the things I kept from you weren’t because I didn’t want you to know, but because I was afraid if you knew, you wouldn’t love me, or want to be with me. I was afraid.”
“I know it,” I murmured back. “I never wanted to hurt you either. But I’m still afraid, and until I get past my fear, we can’t be together.”
He put his hands on my waist and lifted me so that I was sitting on the counter. He spread my knees, and slid between them, pulling me tight against him. Danial put both hands into my hair on either side of my head, and held my face inches from his.

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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

The Bastard/ Anne Ireland

The Bastard/anne Ireland Published by Leap of Faith and available at amazon as well as other outlets Enjoy the excerpt!


Even as a child Bethany knew that Jake was dangerous, but for her he would always have a fatal attraction.

Bethany will never forget the tragic day in the woods when the cousins first met the Bastard. None of them could guess at what terrible repercussions this meeting would have or how it would affect all their lives. Are they all destined to suffer for their childish folly – or will some of them find happiness at last?

Crippled and twisted in body and mind, Stephen carries a deep hatred of the bastard who caused his accident. He will take his revenge on all those who care for him, but it is Jake and Bethany he hates the most.

Michael loves Bethany and is prepared to use any means at his disposal to have her. Torn between two men, Bethany finds her solace in the care of children sent away from their homes because of the terrible war that pours havoc on the streets of England’s cities. Despite the pain they inflict, she remains loyal to those she cares for and can only watch helplessly as they bring about their own destruction. Can she find happiness for herself?



There are moments when my mind travels back to that warm summer day when I was just a child.  All at once I am torn by regret and remorse for what I have done and for what I did not do.  If I were a better person, none of it would have ever happened. Yet even if I had known what was to come, could I have prevented it? There were other forces at work that had stronger wills than mine; as a result, the momentum swept me up as if I were a leaf in a gale, and carried me along.
          No, that is the excuse of a weak woman begging for the blame to be lifted from her shoulders, for forgiveness.  I was never weak.  Even when we were children, it was always I who led and Michael who followed, despite the fact that he was older and stronger.
          But I have learned that there are different strengths —a strength of purpose, a strength of body and a strength of mind.
          As I stand now looking out of my window at gardens  that were once beautiful but have now fallen into neglect  I know that much of what happened herewas my fault.  The grief and pain that I feel cannot be avoided; they are mine and I accept them.  I must bear them until the day comes when I can forgive myself.
          By way of atonement I have decided to set it all down just as it happened, so that others can read the truth.  In doing so I may come to understand myself, and perhaps with understanding will come an easing of my grief.
          I pray that God will at least judge me mercifully.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Chat with Anastasia Plum from Keeper of the Golden Dragon's Heart by Gemma K. Murray

Well, our lovely Gemma K. Murray had intended on blogging today, but she’s a little busy working on Book 3 in the Cedar River series. I’m Anastasia Plum and I thought I’d help one of my favorite women out. After all, she managed to help me catch my favorite flyboy, Bowie. Oops, speak of the devil himself, here he comes.

Bowie: What are you doing, babe? (cocking an eyebrow)

Ana: I’m helping Gemma. She’s so busy working on Brady and Silver’s story and I know how important this is to her.

Bowie: (shaking head) Darlin’, do you know what you’re doing?

Ana: (glares at Bowie) Are you saying I can’t manage to tell our story without screwing it up? Get out, Bowie! (points finger toward the front door)

Bowie: (bends to kiss his wife) I never said that, but I love you. Take it easy today. (waves to the readers)

Ana: That man aggravates me! Okay, where was I? Oh right, let me tell you about the woman who I blessed with our story.
Her name is Gemma K. Murray and she resides in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. I watched her for a while before deciding this was the author to tell the stories of Cedar River and their residents.
See, Gemma had a hard time believing in her talent, so her writing career was simply not a career. One night I snuck into her dreams and allowed the story to unfold. We butted heads, she and I. Foolish woman tried to make me a wolf-shifter. (I stopped speaking to her for about a week over that mistake!) Finally, the story was finished. Bowie and I told everyone in Cedar River about Gemma. They began to clamor at the gates of her dreams, begging for their story to be told as well. When Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart was released in March, Gemma cried, but she returned to her keyboard and began Adam Thomas’ story. Once again, foolish woman thought she knew whose story to tell next…she was wrong.
(Ana takes a sip of her tea and nibble of chocolate) Let’s see, I should tell you about Cedar River. Cedar River is a small community set along the shores of Lake Superior in the U.P. Shifters of every shape and size call Cedar River home. We’ve managed to stay hidden for many years, but now there are some religious zealots who think shifters need to be destroyed. Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart allows the reader to step into our world.
Do you want to see the cover? The artist made me look FINE!
Blurb-The Upper Peninsula of Michigan seems like it is another country. The rawness and beauty of the land draws people from every walk of life. What most people don't realize is there is a little town nestled on the banks of Lake Superior that an entire group of supernatural beings call home. Shifters of every shape and size live there. They raise their families there. Tourists come from near and far to visit the quaint town of Cedar River, Michigan. The tourists never realize they are walking among some of the most unusual beings on earth.

Bowie Golden is a dragon shifter who is in charge of Cedar River's safety. Until now, the biggest threat to anyone's safety was Anastasia Plum, a witch/puma-shifter. She has been the town hellraiser since she was a teenager. Now someone has discovered the secret the residents of Cedar River keep for one another. These radicals are determined to eradicate the entire town. It's up to Bowie to keep them all safe.

Ana has always idolized Bowie. She may have stirred up trouble from time to time, but Bowie or one of his brothers would always get her out of the trouble she was in. One day, it happened. The unthinkable, the unimaginable occurred. Anastasia Plum fell for the "golden" boy. What an unlikely duo- the sheriff and the hellraiser!
Just as these two discover their passion for one another, a group of people is determined to keep them apart. It's up to Ana to prove that she is the only Keeper of the Golden Dragon's Heart.

Ana:Doesn’t that sound like a great book? (I may be a little biased.) I promised Gemma I wouldn’t talk too long.
If you’re looking for a wonderful story, you can pick up Keeper of the Golden Dragon’s Heart for your e-reader at these places on the web:


Now, if you’re looking for Gemma, you can find her here:

Website- (She’s got some great stuff on there.)

And I (along with Adam’s lady, Luna McIntyre) “encouraged” Gemma to start up a Cedar River series Facebook page. This way, we can interact with the readers. At any given time, there will be a resident of Cedar River available to answer any questions you might have.
Cedar River Series on Facebook-

Stop by and chat with all of us. Prove to Gemma I, I mean, we weren’t wrong in asking her to do this for us.

On behalf of Gemma, I want to say “Thank you” for allowing us to come visit with you today! I had a blast and I know Gemma will be on to answer any questions a little later on. The woman has to take a break sometimeJ Have a bright and beautiful day filled with blessings! Bye-bye!

Monday, July 30, 2012

One month, and the countdown is definitely on.

It's only one month now until Gothic hits the virtual bookshelves, and this little brown duck is starting to get just a little bit excited. 

A couple of things have happened in the last little while, most of it on the Leap of Faith website. Last time I posted to promote this little work, I know I had a friend of mine ask about where my name was on the list of 'coming soon' books and/or authors. And now, Ta Da!!

Does this change me? Does the promise of instant fame, riches and adoration transform who I am at some basic level? Does it inflate my ego, make me feel like my hours spent slaving over my laptop lifeline are all worthwhile now?

Mostly, Gothic's release date makes me keenly aware that there is a sequel novel that I need to finish polishing up, and 20 pages of notes in another document for a third novel in this series that I still need to round up the time to write up. As for instant fame, riches and adoration... I think I'll just settle for picking up a second contract after this one ;)

But I'm chuffed. About Gothic and about having that first book published in a number of years, I definitely feel chuffed. :)

Anyone who has had anything at all to do with writing/editing/publishing knows that this is not a quick process. I first started writing Gothic in October last year, got the acceptance letter for Gothic back in February of this year, and with edits, formatting, cover art and everything else, this project will span almost a full year of work. I'm not the only one who's invested a lot of time and energy into this book. My publisher has kept me awash with how excited she is about this book, how excited she is to have readers devouring it. My editor has kept me humble and continued to insist that dashes are needed where ellipses currently sit. My friends have reblogged my Tumblr posts on their own sites with beautiful messages convincing any and all that they should, must, will buy Gothic if they have anything to do about it.

And, of course, there's my beautiful fiancee, who brought me tea and hot chocolate when I was writing the first draft of Gothic for several hours a day in the space of a week. Who went on long walks talking about this book during the editing process. Who has checked in with me every couple of weeks or whenever it's been a little while since he heard something new on the book front.

Who is singularly to blame for inspiring the 20 pages of notes on the third book, most of which was dot pointed before the second book even got to polishing stages. 

And who puts my dream of writing first a lot of the time. 

I'm really looking forward to having this book out. I'm really looking forward to sharing that moment with every single one of these people.

Monday, July 9, 2012

New Title 'Gothic' by Nicole D. Fergusson

Goodness, it's been a while since I posted here, hasn't it? I come to you today, fresh from my first day at a new job, thinking that I will have a couple of weeks away from my writing to recharge and re-energise after the last week of restructuring one novel, editing another and beginning two new ones. Here I am, ready to take the world by storm.


(in a couple of weeks) 

Then today, I get an email from my friendly, neighbourhood publisher. "Erm, ehm, promotion, promotion, promotion." Imagine me headdesking at this moment as I scratch my head and utter, 'I knew I forgot something...' So! Leap of Faith LLC have been kind enough to take a ... leap of faith :D ... with my new novel Gothic, which is in final stages of editing and awaiting cover art.

Gothic is the first in a new paranormal romance series sketched together in the middle of my Honours year last year (much less stressful than the writing I was actually researching and getting marked on, I tell you! (Anyone who has ever done an Honours year can tell you this is true.)) Of course, then I talked to my partner about this book I had just written and he said, 'So what happens if you did this next...?' and so a series was born.

But Gothic... I have had so much fun writing this story. It's a story of a human girl, Dahlia, who's mother died when she was eight. After her father ran away with grief, she was taken in by her vampire godmother and the rest of the werewolf pack of which her father had been a part. When the story starts, Dahlia has just moved out of home and wants to live the 'normal' life, i.e. a life without quite so much vampire and werewolf influence. In the first few weeks of class, she finds out that her godmother has contacted one of her vampire friends to watch over her. He, Elliott, ends up being one of her confidants. Another student, and human girl, Renee ends up being another close friend.

Hijinx ensue! Time for some more visual assist:

Renee meets our girl Dahlia through her normal university boyfriend. She's super cute and acts about half her age because she wants to get the university experience "just right". Elliott is another supernatural featuring in Dahlia's full supernatural dance card. He is of the mild snark and general hilarity, and claims at times to have brushed elbows with such popular figures as Lord Byron and Bram Stoker.

One of the best parts of this story is that I have clear images for both of these characters. The lovely actors who are acting as muses in my head right now are none other than the lovely Ms Ksenia Solo from Lost Girl and Mr Ian Somerhalder (nicknamed 'Smoulderhalder' with good reason by fellow cast mate AND GIRLFRIEND Nina Dobrev) from The Vampire Diaries. Say what you will about these shows, but these two people are gorgous. Anyone who knows me will know I shamelessly fangirl this TV series that is based on the L. J. Smith series of books from my childhood.

So that's me and mine for in the last little while. More news and excerpts to come next time I get a chance to be on the computer.

Because He Needs me

Because He Needs Me/Lynn Granville published by Leap of Faith in ebook and print is a sweet medical reminiscent of the line by Mills and Boon. It was given a four star review recently and praised for it's style. This book is a story of selfless love and contains mild sex scenes so its for people who want a love story in the old style .
A new book called The Bastard will be coming from Leap of Faith and Anne Ireland soon - this one is a saga set in the 1920's through to WW11 Hope you enjoy. If you would like a feww copy of any of my Anne Ireland books in ebook, just mail me at linda'

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

My New Release: Heart Song

Heart Song 

Released June 29, 2012
ISBN: 9781476235066
Short Story 53 pages
Publishing by Rebecca Vickery Publishing

Facing death might change Gideon’s life.


Gideon thought he had the perfect life as a musician with a beautiful model as his girlfriend, until he was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Ashamed and afraid he may die, Gideon hits bottom when his girlfriend dumps him for a real man.

Hope comes in the form of his father’s ghost and a person he has just met. Can he beat the odds and survive? And if he does, can he ever find happiness again?


Maybe it was the morphine that caused him to slip into some kind of hallucination or maybe he was just dreaming—or wishing. The room appeared filled with white fog so thick that nothing remained visible beyond the bed where he lay. A fragrance drifted on the fog almost like a memory of forest, pungent cedar, rich, leaf-covered earth and sun warmed water.
Gideon knew before the form appeared through the fog to stand at the foot of his bed that his father had come to him. He closed his eyes against the visage and yearned for it to be real even though he knew it couldn’t be. His parents had died two years ago in a car accident. But, when he blinked his eyes open once again, his dad was still there—a slim, tall man wearing waders and a fishing hat over his thick, silver hair. A narrow fringe of white mustache graced his upper lip as he smiled that lopsided way that Gideon remembered so well. He seemed so real that Gideon felt a lump of suppressed emotions form in his throat and wanted to cry with pure joy. All he could manage to say in a whisper was, “Pop? Is that you?”


MY Amazon Page for Heart Song

I'll be giving away a free copy of HEAR SONG on Thursday. All you have to do to have a chance to win is leave a comment. Pretty easy, isn't it? Here's the tag to my blog on July 5th.
Sarah’s Provocative Ponderings:
I hope to see you there!
In the meantime, have a wonderful Fourth of July and be safe if you're traveling.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

A Sample of the World’s Most Romantic Love Poems by Libby Mercer

John Harrington, the hero of my debut novel, Fashioning a Romance, has a few personality quirks, one of which is randomly spouting off quotes from a wide variety of books and poems. So in the spirit of John’s compulsion to quote – and because Fashioning a Romance is indeed a romance – I thought I’d compile a list of the most romantic love poems I can find. Some of them are pretty long, so I’ve just taken my favorite bits out to share with you here. And here they are, in no particular order:

1.      How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I know. It’s not exactly a revolutionary choice, but Browning’s poem encompasses so much in so few words. It’s timeless.

“I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight”

“Smiles, tears of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.”

2.     I carry your heart with me by e. e. cummings
I challenge you not to sigh wistfully after reading this poem in its entirety. It really is so beautiful.

“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart) I am never without it”

“I fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)”

3.     Rememberings by Peter Robson
Thank goodness for Google and the Internet. Otherwise I never would have found this little gem by a contemporary poet I’d never heard of before.

“I also know for me you’re the one
In spirit, body and soul
Forever, whenever, wherever you be
You are the half of my whole”

4.     To My Dear and Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
Nearly four hundred centuries after this poem was penned, the warmth from these words is almost palpable. Talk about your warm fuzzies…

“If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever a man were lov’d by wife, then thee.”

“My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.”

5.     La Vita Nuova by Dante Alighieri
This may seem like an odd choice. Dante’s poem is simple and straightforward, not flowery (which I mean in a good way!) like the others, but it really spoke to me. It’s a short poem, so here it is in its entirety:

“In that book which is
My memory…
On the first page
That is the chapter when
I first met you
Appear the words…
Here begins a new life”

What can I say? The concept that the moment when two soul mates sparks a new life gives me a warm, tingly feeling.

Also, I was thrilled to find this poem by Dante, as there’s a pivotal scene in Fashioning a Romance when John and his new love, Caitlyn, stand before Rodin’s iconic sculpture “The Kiss” which, as I learned, is based upon two actual historic characters whose story is revealed in Dante’s Inferno. I love it when things all come together full circle like this.

I had a blast researching art and literature for Fashioning a Romance. I hope you enjoyed my list and that I was able to incite a smile or even a wistful sigh.