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Winter Pick-Me-Up Blog Hop: More #Giveaways and Chances to Fill Your eReader #PickMeUpHop @RoanePublishing

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More giveaways and freebies, say it aint so? Yup. Truth.

This time around, I’m going go give away some eReader material, since I am sure some of you have shiny new ones from under the tree this year. Here’s what we’re gunna do…

I am going to give away a sorta combo prize, since I am two personalities.

The Grand Prize will be a signed print copy of FOR THE LOVE OF MURPHY, a romance anthology released by Roane Publishing, which features my story, A Slippery Slope.

For the runner-up prize (will give two of these away), I will offer up an eCopy of any of my back title releases — as either Rebecca Hart, or as my erotic romance writing alter-ego: R. Brennan. My titles are listed in the left sidebar of the blog, and R. Brennan’s publications can be found on the right sidebar of her blog (http://bexbooknook.wordpress.com).

Bet you’re wondering what you need to do to win, dontcha? Well, it’s super simple — I’m a simple kinda girl.

Just comment below telling me what you’re looking forward to the most in 2015. That’s it. Oh, don’t forget to leave your email so I can reach you should you be my randomly selected winner. Keep your answers unique. Copied and pasted comments will be disqualified and deleted. Winners will be chosen at random from all qualified entries at the end of the Hop.

There are a bunch of other authors participating in the HOP along with me. Just click the link below to see the full list of participants and stop in to enter more great giveaways! Happy Hopping and good luck!!

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Happy Book Birthday to For the Love of Murphy (and me :P) #Romance #NewRelease #Sweet

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Yes!! It’s finally release day for the sweet romance anthology, FOR THE LOVE OF MURPHY, and the debut of my tale, A Slippery Slope.

So excited to be sharing space with some fantastic authors for this one. Let me share the details, and you will see why…

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FOR THE LOVE OF MURPHY
A Sweet Romance Anthology

Author: Lisa A. Adams, Michelle Ziegler, Annabelle Blume, Rebecca Hart, London Saint James

Publisher: Roane Publishing

Release Date: TODAY!!

Description:They say love conquers all, but whoever “they” are, must not have heard of Murphy’s Law — whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.

These five tales of sweet, accidental romance prove Cupid’s arrows are a lot tougher than they seem, and sometimes it pays to be unlucky.

  • No Wrong Turns – Lisa A. Adams
  • Falling for You – Michelle Ziegler
  • Coffee and Cufflinks – Annabelle Blume
  • A Slippery Slope – Rebecca Hart
  • The Shamrock Incident – London Saint James

No Wrong Turns by Lisa A. Adams

Jessica Brannah is escaping from her last heartbreak with a loaded car and a new address. But, when Murphy’s Law finds her stranded in a back country town, she realizes there’s no outrunning love.

Falling For You by Michelle Ziegler

Darci’s ready to move on. Too bad the dating pool stinks. Until, a ghost from her past resurfaces—the man she missed out on in college.

Andrew was the one man she’d always loved, but neither of them ever made a move. But, old feelings aren’t the only thing resurfacing of late. Darci’s ex comes crawling back at the most inappropriate time, and with all the testosterone flying, she might not end up with either man.
Coffee and Cufflinks by Annabelle Blume

Fresh out of a failed relationship and exhausted by a constant barrage of fiascos at work, Olivia Johnson doesn’t see the man of her dreams standing right in front of her. She tells herself the morning coffee meet-ups with Daren are nothing but coincidence, but even she can’t deny his unequivocal attractiveness. When a night entertaining clients takes a turn for the worst, and Daren shows up where she least expects him, failure starts to look more like fate.

A Slippery Slope by Rebecca Hart

Anne Montgomery is psyched for her girl’s only weekend, despite her friends’ choice of vacation locale—the snowy slopes of Harris Peak Ski Resort—where someone as notoriously accident prone as she has no business being. When Murphy’s Law finally catches up with her, Anne is forced to consider there may be times when it pays to be unlucky.

The Shamrock Incident by London Saint James

Florist, Marissa Carmichael isn’t usually a klutz, but she’s in a hurry and having a bad day. In her haste, she loses her balance and tumbles from the back room of her shop, arms flailing. Her less than graceful entrance halted by a headfirst crash into a display case chock full of silk flowers.

Trey Cleary didn’t think his day could get any worse, until he finds. himself picking the side view mirror of his BMW up from the ground. On a mission to do something about it, he locates the flower shop matching the name on the back of the van that mangled his ‘baby’. But, his car is forgotten when a beautiful woman bursts into the room like an out of control whirling dervish, and takes one mother of a wipeout into the shop’s counter. Coming to her aid brings out the hero in him like no one he’s ever encountered, and leaves him with a need to know more.

For Marissa and Trey, this just might be the one time it pays to be unlucky.

~~~oOo~~~
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Under the Sea #Giveaway Hop #CalloftheSea #selkie #pirates #seamyths

Thanks for stopping by my little part of the Under the Sea Blog Hop hosted by I Am A Reader, Not A Writer and The Musings of ALMYBNENR.

When a fellow writer of mine brought this blog hop to my attention, I was beyond excited. Considering the male lead of my recently released paranormal romance, Call of the Sea is a selkie and the female lead is a pirate.

Perfect, right?

I completely agree. It’s almost Fate… well, maybe not quite so fortuitous as all that, but darn close.

Anyway, this is why I have decided to offer a SIGNED PRINT COPY of CALL OF THE SEA to the winner of my part of the blog hop.

All you need to do to win is comment below telling me what your favorite sea myth is, and make sure to leave a way to contact you should you be chosen as the winner.

Here is a little bit about Call of the Sea:

Back of the Book: Elysandra Winters has always yearned for a life of adventure on the rolling seas and is willing to do whatever it takes to fulfill her dream. When her Privateer father continually refuses to allow his only daughter to sail, Ellie defies him, disguises herself as a boy, and goes in search of a captain who will give her a chance to prove her worth.

Thanks to the cursed selkie blood coursing through his veins, Daniel O’Rourke needs the sea to survive. After giving up on his humanity and spending three years in seal form, he decides to give his human side another chance. Daniel goes in search of a job and a sense of normalcy, earning himself a position aboard Captain Winter’s ship, The Siren’s Call. However, his new captain’s first assignment has nothing at all to do with sailing, and everything to do with his headstrong young daughter.

Years later, when the leader of a band of bloodthirsty pirates murders Captain Winters, Daniel and Elysandra’s lives come crashing back together with the force of a hurricane. Both experts in deception, they must find a way to trust each other in order to quell the raging storm between them or have any hope of hunting down the captain’s killer.

As you can imagine, the selkie myth has always been one of my favorite sea myths. What is yours?

Remember, one lucky commentor will will a signed copy of CALL OF THE SEA at the conclusion of the blog hop.

Please be sure to visit the LINKY LINK and check out the other participating blogs. There are tons of great sea stories up for grabs!

OMG It’s really RELEASE DAY! Call of the Sea has been unleashed! #callofthesea #PNR

The months between when I got my acceptance letter from Inkspell Publishing to today have been the longest of my life, except maybe the 9 months of waiting to meet each of my three children, but FINALLY the day has arrived.

Call of the Sea is NOW AVAILABLE!! I am officially the published author of a novel! Like, for real!

Here are the links to all the places I know of where you can order or buy a copy:

Inkspell Publishing Website

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

I am sure there are a few more, but I don’t have all the links yet for the others – like All Romance eBooks and KOBO, but as soon as I have them, I will pass them along. I promise.

In the meantime, I thought I would give you all a little bit of a teaser to get you excited about picking up your copy.

EXCERPT:

Ellie wandered down the path to the shore, her mind rolling over all she’d learned since her bittersweet homecoming. She twisted a long piece of grass between two fingers while her teeth worried her lower lip. Her toes dug into the thick sand at the base of the bluffs, bringing a smile to her lips. For a moment, she just bathed her senses in the familiar feels and smells of the secluded inlet. Her shoulders relaxed as she let the rhythmic sounds of the surf sweep her into a cocoon of comfort, like being wrapped up in a favorite blanket.

Her eyes drank in the dark beauty of the curling waves, scanned along the moonlit sand, and froze. She squinted into the night, trying to identify the dark shape walking up the beach. Her breath caught.

Daniel. Ellie’s eyes widened. Is he nude? She hunched down, afraid he’d see her. Heat flushed her cheeks. He had something wrapped around him, something dark. Why am I hiding? From her vantage point, she could make out very little of his physique. Pity.

Ellie straightened, chiding herself for behaving like some sort of peeping tom, ogling as if he were one of Jameson’s sweet treats. Curiosity picked at her brain, urged her feet forward once more. What has he been up to?

She quickened her pace, keeping herself shielded from view by the large rock formation separating them. Concentration centered on keeping her breathing calm and slow, she stealthed closer. Ellie tiptoed around the base until she saw Daniel crouched, and still naked, just a few feet ahead.

He stuffed something between the boulders.

She pressed back against the rock wall, stifling a gasp. What’s he hiding? Why here?

Peeking around the corner, Ellie watched Daniel stepped into his breeches. The curve of his left flank caught the moonlight, drawing her attention as he pulled the pants over his lean hips. Her gaze trailed up his smooth muscular chest.

He bent and grabbed his shirt. Turning so his back faced her, Daniel pulled it over his head, blocking her appreciative view of the contours of his strapping shoulders and molded back.

Ellie bit into the heel of her hand, and tried to disappear into the rock face. No man should be allowed to look that good in the buff. Especially one I don’t like.

Dressed again, Daniel ran fingers through his damp hair, looked around.

Ellie held her breath and waited for him to see her. He went swimming? Who swims in the middle of the night? She’d seen no signs of a ship in the bay–no voices bouncing across the water, and no lights floating in the distance. Besides, the bright moonlight would reveal any ship anchored off shore. She stole another look around the giant boulder.

Let me know what you think about the snipit. To celebrate release day, I will give away an eBook copy and a signed Call of the Sea bookmark to one lucky commenter. (Open to US and Canada residents only. Sorry.)

Call of the Sea Blog Tour Schedule #callofthesea #PNR

I am just a bit behind in posting this, but below is the tour schedule for Call of the Sea. I want to take a quick moment to thank all the great blogs participating. It means the world to me to have such fantastic support.

Oh, and this list wouldn’t be near as packed as it is if it weren’t for my fearless Publicist, Kelly Simmon (Inkslinger PR). She is just amazing. If you find you have a need for one, I would highly recommend her.

June 13-Rai29 BookReadNReview
June 20-BookBrats
June 21-RELEASE DAY!!-BookshelfBanter
June 24-BookLove101
June 25-BlookGirl

Splash Into Summer Hop Giveaway Winner Announced! #Giveaway #ebook #callofthesea

I’ve run the qualified entries through the fancy-shmancy randomizer and have selected a winner of my little part of the Splash into Summer Giveaway Hop.

Hearty congratulations go out to:

Heather Whitford

Heather, looks like that Magic Eight Ball was lucky! I will be emailing you shortly to find out what file version you would like.

Thanks to everyone who participated and be sure to check back again soon. The Call of the Sea Blog Tour runs from June 7-28th and there will be bunches of Call of the Sea signed copies, and swag to be given away.

My thanks also go to I Am a Reader Not a Writer and Page Turners blogs for co-hosting this giveaway.

Happy Summer, everyone!!

Splash Into Summer Giveaway Hop: Win a copy of Call of the Sea #PNR #CalloftheSea


Welcome to my little corner of the world wide web. Let me start by thanking you for deciding to give my link a click. I’m happy to have you here and just as happy summer is almost here!! Memorial Day Weekend is right around the corner — one of my favorites of the year. Picnics, BBQs, camping, the un-official start to summer. Love it all!

As a way to kick off the summer season and celebrate the impending release of my debut novel (on June 21, 2012) I decided for my part in the giveaway hop, I’m would offer up an eBook copy (your choice of .epub .mobi or pdf)  of my debut novel, CALL OF THE SEA. Win it before you can buy it, as they say.  🙂

Back of the Book:

There is no denying the call of the sea.

Elysandra Winters has always yearned for a life of adventure on the rolling seas and is willing to do whatever it takes to fulfill her dream. When her Privateer father continually refuses to allow his only daughter to sail, Ellie defies him, disguises herself as a boy, and goes in search of a captain who will give her a chance to prove her worth.

Thanks to the cursed selkie blood coursing through his veins, Daniel O’Rourke needs the sea to survive. After giving up on his humanity and spending three years in seal form, he decides to give his human side another chance. Daniel goes in search of a job and a sense of normalcy, earning himself a position aboard Captain Winter’s ship, The Siren’s Call. However, his new captain’s first assignment has nothing at all to do with sailing, and everything to do with his headstrong young daughter.

Years later, when the leader of a band of bloodthirsty pirates murders Captain Winters, Daniel and Elysandra’s lives come crashing back together with the force of a hurricane. Both experts in deception, they must find a way to trust each other in order to quell the raging storm between them or have any hope of hunting down the captain’s killer.

So, about now you are probably wondering what you need to do to qualify to win this fantastic prize. I’m an easy going gal, so I have made things super simple.

All you need to do to qualify to win is:

1. Like my Facebook page. You can like it by clicking the LIKE button on the Facebook widget found in the sidebar or you can visit the page at http://facebook.com/rebeccahartwriting

2. Comment below and tell me what your “calling” is. Maybe you’ve been called to teach, or you’re the mother to three great kids. Or perhaps you’re more like me, and think you were meant to write. Whatever it may be, share it with me below. Please also provide a valid email address so I can get in touch with you and send you the prize should you win.

The winner will be selected at random from all qualified entries made before Midnite EST on May 31, 2012.

Make sure you Click the banner at the top of this post or here:  Linky list to visit with the other participating sites offering giveaways today. I’ll probably see you there 🙂

My thanks to I am a Reader Not a Writer and Page Turner for hosting this Blog Hop.

Happy Summer!!
Rebecca

V is for Victory: Sometimes Winning is Losing #atozchallenge #blogging #writing #CalloftheSea

While I was pondering what to post today, I started to flip through my brain for words starting with V that would translate into a excerpt for you all from Call of the Sea — Then it hit me. Victory! what a great V word. Everyone likes winning.

So, with that in mind, I began to think on what scene I could share to illustrate the theme of VICTORY. The irony of this snipit is that it shows us that even though you can claim victory, sometimes you still don’t actually win. Below is an example of what I mean, brought to you by CALL OF THE SEA and Ellie Winters.

The ship drew closer.

A tingle started at the base of Ellie’s neck and trickled down her spine. The burning ember of familiarity sparked to life in her chest. Her heart froze when the vessel finally raised its colors. The brig flew the flags of Winters Shipping—The Siren’s Call.

Ellie dropped the spyglass and her hands grasped the rail, fingers curled so tight her knuckles whitened.

Papa! She took a deep breath, rolled the sudden tension from her shoulders, and called down to the deck. “She’s a friendly, Captain!” Was her father really aboard?

While the brig was her father’s first ship and his favorite, he did own a few others. Ellie scrambled for the spyglass, chest tight. With shaking fingers, she lifted it to her eye and searched the deck for her father. Would he even recognize her?

She sat back, gathered her knees to her chest and hugged them tight. Maybe I can just hide up here until they go away.

Ellie wrinkled her nose. She didn’t want that either. If she were brutally honest with herself, she wanted to see her father, missed him more than she cared to admit.

As The Siren’s Call drew closer, she was able to make out the shapes scrambling about the deck. The olive-skinned men with flowing pants and bare chests were not Papa’s crew. Her brow furrowed and her heart plummeted.

Pirates!

Ellie jumped to her feet and pointed across the waves. “Pirates, Captain!” Pulse hammering in her ears, Ellie climbed out of the crow’s nest and hurried down the rigging. “Pirates have taken The Siren’s Call!”

A panting Captain Harris reached Ellie as her feet touched the decking. Worry lines etched his forehead. “Ye sure, boy?”

Ellie nodded. “Positive, Captain.”

“Man the cannons! Prepare to come about!” Captain Harris withdrew his pistol, checked it with narrowed eyes before stuffing it back into his belt. He glanced at Ellie. “Arm yourself and get on the wheel, boy. Send Barry to me at the cannons.”

Ellie bobbed her head and bolted for the quarterdeck. Tendrils of panic wormed their way through her stomach. Where the hell is Papa?

Upon reaching the quarterdeck, Ellie fell to her knees and lifted the heavy chest lid. She grabbed her cutlass from inside and sheathed it at her hip. Slamming the lid shut again, she lurched to her feet. Ellie took the helm from Barry, sending him to the captain. Wrapping damp palms around the wheel, she turned her attention to the oncoming ship.

Their sloop would be no match for the heavy guns of The Siren’s Call. She’d have to outmaneuver them to have a chance. Ellie pulled hard on the wheel. The ship responded with a flap of canvas, swinging to port. Her eyes sought Captain Harris. The painful realization they were about to fire upon her father’s ship hit her with the force of a tidal wave.

Harris raised his sword.

Ellie held her breath. Please don’t let Papa be aboard.

“Fire all cannons!” Captain Harris swung his arm downward. The cannons answered his command with a deafening concussion. Smoke exploded from the ends.

Screams of both anger and pain mixed with the sound of splintering wood as the shots found purchase.

The muffled shout of “Fire!” rang from across the water. A second volley of guns rent the air. Gunpowder burned Ellie’s nostrils and stung her eyes. The quarterdeck stairway exploded to her right, a jagged chunk of wood grazing her shoulder and throwing her to the ground. Searing heat radiated down to her fingertips. Gritting her teeth, she crawled to the other side of the helm, pulled at the wheel’s smooth handles.

One.

Two.

Three rungs.

The Surf Runner veered hard to port.

Ellie scrambled to her feet.

“Reload the cannons!” Captain Harris’s voice carried to the helm. “Swing ’er about, Ellis!”

Ellie glanced over her shoulder, made a quick distance calculation. Her gaze swung up the rigging. She yanked on the steerage, eyes glued to the sails. Right on cue, the sheets of white canvas caught wind and snapped to attention. The ship sliced through the waves in a tight arc until The Surf Runner faced The Siren’s Call.

Taking a deep breath, Ellie clamped down on her apprehension and steeled herself for another pass.

U is for Urges: The Tasty Vittles of Life #atozchallenge #blogging #CalloftheSea

Urges — we all have them. Sometimes we follow them, others we do our best to ignore them. As humans, we are almost slaves to our baser urges. Well, some more than others, I guess.

I wanted to take today to tantalize you with a short excerpt from my soon to be released debut novel, Call of the Sea, set for release June 21, 2012.

I think this snipit aptly defines some of the most basic human urges — Desire and Passion.

A knock sounded at the shed door, jerking his head upright.

Who the hell would be out in this weather?

Daniel pushed back from the table and got to his feet. Curiosity piqued, he swung open the door.

Light spilled out the entryway to reveal Ellie, clad in a dripping wet nightgown, shivering, arms wrapped tightly around herself. Strands of wet hair hung in her wide blue eyes. Her teeth chattered.

His breath hitched. “What are you doing, El?”

“I’m not entirely sure, frankly.” She glanced down at her bare toes, wiggled them before swinging her gaze back up to him. “Can I come in?”

Daniel held the door open for her. “Of course.”

Ellie sucked her lower lip between her teeth, glanced back at the cottage. “Thanks.” She stepped into the shed.

“Is everything all right?” Concern laced his tone. He shut the door and twisted to face her.

She stood in the center of the tiny space, cheeks stained pink, and a growing pool of water at her feet. Her hands fretted with each other at her waist. The thin wet nightgown clung to her curves, leaving nothing of her shape to his imagination, as if he needed the help.

Daniel groaned and snatched a blanket from the bedpost, shoving it toward her. “Here, put this around your shoulders before you catch your death.” And drive me insane.

His fingers itched to touch, explore the bounty laid out before him. He swallowed hard.

Ellie wrapped the blanket around her shoulders and snuggled into it.

Daniel lunged for a chair, pulling it away from the rickety table. He brushed a hand over the seat to free it of any accumulated grime and offered it to Ellie. “Please, sit.”

She sank into the chair. Her doe-eyed gaze swept the modest space. “I’ve not been in here since Papa let you take it over. This is nice. Cozy.”

Daniel shoved his hands in his pockets. What is she doing here? “Thanks.” He noticed the cooled mug sitting on the table. He cringed at his lack of social graces. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“No, no.” Ellie floated up from the seat. She closed the space between them. The look in her eyes, swirling pools of sapphire, hypnotized him. “I’m not thirsty.”

Under her spell, Daniel gaped as the blanket fell away. Her calloused fingertip traced his lower lip and her eyes filled with wonder.

Daniel’s hands surrounded her waist before he realized he’d moved. Her scent, a heady mix of lilac and peppermint spice, wafted up to him. His desire surged. “Ellie?”

The question hung in the air between them for endless seconds. In silent reply, she lifted on her toes and pressed her soft warm mouth against his.

One of my favorite things about Ellie, is how quick she is to give in to some of her urges.

Thanks for reading. Feel free to share your thoughts.

I Gots Me a Real Library of Congress Copyright #Squee #writing

When my book was accepted for publication by Inkspell Publishing, they suggested I have my work officially copyrighted with the government. I hadn’t realized this was even necessary until this publishing foray, but apparently it protects me with a bit more oopmh than a standard copyright notice in the book when it comes out.

Anyway, I must squee, share and wiggle, because the official copyright arrived in yesterday’s mail. Isn’t it just so purty?

I think this just might make it official… My novel is going to be published!!

Happy Friday to Me!!