Join steamy romance writers, Naima Simone, Carla Swafford, Kerry Freeman, Kira Sinclair, and Debra Glass for an afternoon chatting about love, unbridled passion, and romance at the Patton Creek Barnes & Noble, Saturday, February 16, at 2 pm. For more information and directions, visit the B&N Event Page.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Book Signing With Debra Glass and Other Authors at Huntsville Public Library
Join Debra and a host of other Romance Authors January 26, 2013 for the Love in the Library Valentine Fair Get in the Valentine’s spirit with this festival of love! This free event includes music, giveaways, and demonstrations by chocolatiers, florists, paper craft artists, and gift-basket designers. Romance writers will read essays, meet readers, and sell and sign books. No registration is required.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
2:00-4:00 p.m.
Main Library, 915 Monroe Street, Huntsville, Alabama
Auditorium
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Guest Blog–Naima Simone is in the House to Treat Us to an Interview with Hippogryph Shifter Hero, Nicolai Abioud
It is my utmost pleasure to host my best writer friend, the wonderfully talented, Naima Simone, whose new paranormal romance, Under His Wings, releases today.
I first met Naima when I was asked to speak at the Southern Magic Chapter of Romance Writers of America. After she and I talked, I invited her to send a partial of one of her works in progress and told her I’d see if I thought my publisher might be interested.
Needless to say, I was impressed by Naima’s emotionally charged, beautiful writing. Her characters reach off the page to grab you by the heart. A word of warning: They never let go.
This past year, she announced to me that she was stepping out on a limb and trying her hand at paranormal romance. I’ll just say this. I loved Naima’s contemporary suspense romances. I REALLY REALLY LOVE her paranormals, featuring a clutch of sexy hippogryph (yes, like Buckbeak!) shifting bad asses known as Dimios. Think Navy Seals who can sprout wings and talons and fly.
I got to proof and critique this novel as she wrote it and it’s one of the best – scratch that – THE BEST – paranormal romance I’ve read in a long, long time. It’s safe to say it’s the best shifter romance I’ve ever read. Under His Wings is charged with gripping characters, emotion, a villain to rival Loki, sexy love scenes, and imagery that will stick with you long after you read the last word. Lucky us, because she’s got another in this series slated to release sometime later this year!
Oh, and guess what? One lucky commenter is going to get a digital copy of this fantastic book! So be sure to let Ms. Simone know how much you loved the interview.
So without further adieu, ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Ms. Naima Simone as she treats you to a character interview with her head hippogryph, Nicolai Abioud ~
At the behest of her king, Zora Leandros has travelled to Grace Crossings, Massachusetts to interview hippogryph Dimios, Nicolai Abioud. She waits for the warrior at a local pub he “suggested”.
Check. Check mic one. Check mic two.
This recorder better work.
I’m sitting in a pub located in some unknown point on the globe called Grace Crossings at the order, er, request of King Janus to meet with his son, Nicolai Abioud. Yes, that Nicolai. The Dimios, Nicolai. The judge, jury, executioner of our race, Nicolai. The “I am the laaaw” Nicolai.
So let this mandated interview also serve as my last will and testament. If I’m not back home in Patros within the next twenty-four hours, I have not decided to take a sudden vacation in Bermuda. I haven’t met a ripped, delicious male who has whisked me away to a secret hide-away for days filled with lust and debauchery. Sigh. As much as I wish a hot, able-bodied slice of—cough! Anyway, as I was saying. Don’t be fooled! Come look for me! I’m most likely scattered across the eastern starboard in itty-bitty mini-me pieces because the Dimios disapproved of a question I asked and now I’m swimming with the fishes!
Oh damn, let me make it outta here alive—
Deep, Rumbling Voice: Are you the interviewer my father sent?
My head jerks up. Holy shikeys! Where’s the freakin’ beer? My fingers graze the cold glass, and I snatch it up, gulp down the bitter alcohol. Zeus-on-a-crapper, he is HUGE. Feet encased in the largest black boots I’ve ever seen. Thighs that rival the columns of the Parthenon. Hands like the paws of a lion. A chest and shoulders that blocks out the entire stinkin’ bar and hot damn! That face. Adonis in the flesh with angles and planes like the mountains we both hail from. And that hair. I downed another mouthful of beer. If he was a woman I’d snark about him behind his back even as I hunted down his hairstylist with the ferocity of a PMS-ing harpy!
He arches a golden eyebrow.
Me: (clearing my throat) Uh, yes. I’m sorry. That’s me. Zora Leandros.
My knees slam against the underside of the table as I start to rise without sliding out of the booth first. Fire races up my neck and flares in my cheeks. Hell.
Nicolai: (waving a hand at me as he slips into the booth into the booth across from me) Please. Sit. The sooner we get started the sooner this fluff piece is over with.
Me: I wouldn’t call it a fluff piece…
Nicolai: (snorts) Oh really? Then tell me, Ms. Leandros, what is the purpose of this interview?
I try not to squirm in my chair but damn, with him leaning forward, looming like a cat about to pounce…screw it. I’m squirming.
Me: King Janus thought it would be beneficial to allow our people a glimpse into the Dimios, the man, the protector. He wanted to show a, um, more human side of you…so to speak.
Nicolai: (snorting again) A fluff piece.
Me: (a little peeved now) Not at—
Nicolai: Let’s get to it. What’s your first question?
Offended and a tad bit flustered, I flip my notepad open to the list of questions King Janus’ publicist provided me with—Hera’s Girdle! His hands are gi-normous! I mean, if the size of a man’s hands determines the length of his…manly bits, he must make a centaur look like a eunuch… And his eyes. Sweet Zeus, he has the most amazing lavender eyes…
Nicolai: (a low growl) Excuse me? What did you say?
Oh shit.
Me: Lies. A cadaver can’t tell lies. That’s what I said. *cough* And since most people who encounter you end up y’know, a cadaver, your father wants someone…alive to report back…
He crosses his arms and cocks his head to the side, studying me.
Me: Right, right. Let’s see. That first question. What do you like to do on a...uh…relaxing…evening. Oh hell.
Nicolai falls back against the booth, a smirk riding the sensual, slightly cruel curve of his mouth.
Nicolai: Zora, you think I don’t know what my father is up to? I’m the Dimios. I hunt and kill those of our people who go rogue. I may be the justice of the hippogryph but I’m also the one mothers warn their young about when they misbehave. I’m the thing that goes bump in the night. So I really don’t believe a cute article about how I prefer to kick back on a night off is going to change anything. You think I didn’t smell your fear? That it doesn’t reach me now?
The bald, ugly truth of his words slam into my chest, snatching the breath from my lungs. Shame slinks into my stomach to curl and curdle like spoiled milk. He’s right. We depend on him. Yet…we fear him.
Me: Does that bother you?
His eyebrows slam down in a dark scowl and I know he’s caught my whispered question.
Nicolai: Does what bother me?
Me: Being the boogey man of our race.
Nicolai: (loosening his arms and splaying his long fingers across the table top) I do what needs to be done. I have no illusions about my role in the hippogryph’s existence.
Me: (swallowing hard) But it sounds so…lonely. Don’t you get tired of being alone?
His fingers curl into the scarred wood the slightest bit but immediately straighten. Something flashes in his violet eyes but that imperceptible thing is gone behind a flinty amethyst gaze.
Nicolai: Like I said, I have no illusions about my role. Sacrifices must be made. And besides, the costs… (He pauses and his jaw hardens until I’m almost afraid it will crack under the pressure) The costs are high.
Oh sweet Zeus. How could I forget? Pria…
Me: Nicolai, I’m sor—
He thrusts up a hand, halting the inadequate and feeble apology waiting to spill from my lips
Nicolai: Hold on. (His wheat-colored brows arrow down into a deep frown.) I have to go.
The Dimios leaps from the booth and strides from the bar. I stare after him, my mouth hanging open like a gaping fish. As I’m gawking at his rigid spine it hits me he must’ve received a telepathic message from someone…and I’m being ditched. Finally, my brain slams into “Get a grip!” mode, and I tumble from the booth hot on Nicolai’s heels.
Me: Wait! Nicolai!
He wheels around and in that moment I’m staring up into the formidable mask of the Dimios—the judge and executioner of our people. I stumble back a step.
Nicolai: Interview is over, Ms. Leandros. While this has been…entertaining, I have a job to do. A rogue to eliminate. It’s been a pleasure.
He shoves out of the pub, leaving me to stare blankly after him. In a matter of seconds he’s gone. My heart pounds in my chest even as his wild heather-and-wind scent teases my nose before it, too, disappears. Funny. My entire existence I’ve feared the dark, menacing shadow of the Dimios, our people’s dark judgment. But in the ten minutes I’ve spent in his presence, I know there’s much more to Nicolai Abioud…much, much more…
Read Nicolai’s story in Under His Wings, Book One of the Dark Judgment series available from Ellora’s Cave Publishing today! I’m giving away a copy of Under His Wings! Just leave a comment to enter!
Blurb:
Warrior, lover…savior. A winged avenger with chocolate feathers and lavender eyes haunts Tamar Ridgeway’s dreams—her erotic escape after surviving a horrible plane crash and enduring years of painful physical therapy. But fantasy becomes terrifying reality when she’s attacked by a mythical creature from her darkest nightmares. Now her sexy warrior is vowing to save her, whether she wants his protection or not.
Nicolai Abioud, judge and executioner of the hippogryph, is stunned when the woman he rescues is the same who submits to him nightly in his dreams…and a replica of his dead wife. He’s fascinated by her beauty and spirit, consumed by the craving to touch…to take. Yet he lost his one true bondmate five-hundred years ago. And falling for a human—no matter how beautiful—is a foolish ris
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Naima Simone is a multi-published author in contemporary and erotic romance. She’s a member of RWA’s Southern Magic chapter, mother of the Dynamic Duo, lover of everything Vin Diesel and wife to the fabulous husband who tolerates this affair. Come visit Naima at www.naimasimone.com.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Birmingham Public Library Local Authors Expo
Meet me at the annual Local Authors Expo held at the Birmingham, Alabama Central Library. This event is will showcase up to 100 Alabama authors and will be held on Saturday, February 2, between 10:00 a.m. and 3:00 p.m. Authors will be on hand to discuss their work, sell and autograph their books, and talk about their writing process.
This year's event will feature two speakers.
Carolyn Maull McKinstry is the author of While the World Watched: A Birmingham Bombing Survivor Comes of Age During the Civil Rights Movement, a poignant and gripping eyewitness account of what it was like to grow up in the Jim Crow South. Her book covers everything from the the bombings, riots, and assassinations to the historic marches and triumphs that characterized the civil rights era. Fourteen-year-old Carolyn McKinstry was just a few feet away from a bomb, which had been planted by the Ku Klux Klan, berore it exploded at Sixteenth Street Baptist Church in September 1963. Four girls were killed. In her book, she shares how racial relations have evolved over the past five decades and gives an incredible testament to how far we've come, and how far we have yet to go. McKinstry will speak at 1 p.m. in the Arrington Auditorium.
BPL librarian and author Jared Millet will present a workshop for aspiring writers titled Show, Don't Tell: How to Breathe Life Into Your Writing. "Show, don't tell" is the most common piece of advice that beginning writers get from professionals, teachers, and industry insiders. Millet will clarify what "show, don't tell" actually means and demonstrate how to use writing to give readers a strong emotional experience. The workshop begins at 10:30 a.m. in the Arrington Auditorium.
Events
Local Authors Expo
February 2, 2013
10:00 a.m. – 3:00 p.m.
Central Library - 1st Floor
Writing Seminar
Show, Don't Tell: How to Breathe Life Into Your Writing
February 2, 2013
10:30 - 11:30 a.m.
Central Library - Arrington Auditorium
Carolyn Maull McKinstry, Author
While the World Watched: A Birmingham Bombing Survivor Comes of Age During the Civil Rights Movement
February 2, 2013
1:00 - 2:00 p.m.
Central Library - Arrington Auditorium
2013 Authors
@ Liberty to Speak Hearing the Word with a Spiritual Ear
Ed Abernathy Reckon Why
Frederick J. Arceneaux Mirrored
Kamenka Belton Laying at the Altar: The Ultimate Solution for Healing Sexual Trauma
Scott Blasingame The Warrior-Son
Elizabeth Bolte
Katherine Bone Duke by Day, Rogue by Night
Latonska Boswell
Jeanetta Britt W.O.O.F.: Women of Overcoming Faith
Joyce E. Brooks Self-Inflicted Overoad: Five Steps to Achieving Work-Life Balance and Becoming Your Very Best
Tahiera Brown
Jo Ann Brown Fat Tuesday: A Book About Mardi Gras
A. Bryant
Douglas Carpenter A Powerful Blessing
Harry Chambers
Gregory L. Clarke Light Will Make Rats Run
Jessie Crawford The Leroy series of children’s books
Dr. Roderick Van Daniel Notebook of Faith
Elizabeth Diaz
Enrique Diaz
Dionne Edwards Old Fashioned Recipes...Shared with Friends and Family
Alberta Felder We've Come This Far by Faith
Mary V. Freeman Incandescent
Steve Gierhart
Debra Glass Eternal
Judith Glenn
Sandra Gomez
Sybil Green
Vanessa Davis Griggs The Other Side of Dare
Emily Guido Charmeine
J. Mark Hart Fielder's Choice
Laura Hayden
Askhari Johnson Hodari
Hans Hooks
Avery Hurt
Rosanna Ingram
DeLois Jackson Faith: My Walking Cane to Glory
Raymond Jackson
Suzanne Johnson Royal Street
Jessie Jones Old Fashioned Recipes for the Soul, Your Health, Comfort and Romance
Tracy Kauffman
William F. Kelly Dangerous Passage
Deborah Brooks Langford Brooke
Helen Shores Lee The Gentle Giant of Dynamite Hill: The Untold Story of Arthur Shores and His Family’s Fight for Civil Rights
Jacqueline Lewis
Creola Lucas
John Mantooth Shoebox Train Wreck
Carolyn Maull McKinstry While the World Watched: A Birmingham Bombing Survivor Comes of Age During the Civil Rights Movement
Consuelia R. Diggs Michael Movin’ Mountains
LaQuita Middleton-Holmes Nappyminded Ideology
Jared Millet Summer Gothic: A Collection of Southern Hauntings
Jessie Miller
Shirley W. Mitchell
Mary Murphy
Adrienne Yvonne Norton The Eleventh Voice
Stephanie Osborn StarSong
Jack Owens Don’t Shoot, We’re Republicans!
Christy Reece Sweet Reward
Kimberly Richardson Tales from a Goth Librarian
Debra Eubanks Riffe Holding the Line
Myra Rutledge
Doug Segrest A Storm Came Up
Toni Shealey Lost and Turned Out
Beth Shelnutt A Life Between Light and Darkness
James Shelnutt
Lisa Shobe
Carrol Short
Annie Laura Smith
Helen P. Smith Why Be Ordinary? When You Can Be Extraordinary!!
Jennifer Stimson
Karl Heinz Strick Boy With a White Flag
Amy Leigh Strickland The Olympia Heights series
Kyle & Carly Strickland Sunshine's Night Out
Brandan Stuckey
Carla Swafford Circle of Deception
Marie Sutton
Gigi Talley
Dwayne Thompson Real Talk
Melinda Rainey Thompson I Love You – Now Hush
Skip Tucker Pale Blue Light
Clarence Watkins Baseball in Birmingham
Rick Watson Life Happens
J.D. Weeks Birmingham: Then and Now
Andrea Billingsly Whitfield What's the Black Alphabet?
Phyllis Williams
Larry Williamson Tallapoosa
NaTasha Worthy Without Parental Consent
The Local Authors Expo is presented by the Friends of the Birmingham Public Library, a nonprofit association that supports Birmingham Public Library special needs by providing volunteer and financial resources.
Friday, January 11, 2013
Love in the Library Valentine Fair and Book Signing
Love in the Library Valentine Fair
Saturday, January 26, 2013
2:00-4:00 p.m.
Main Library, 915 Monroe Street, Huntsville, AL
Auditorium
Get in the Valentine's spirit with this festival of love! This free event includes music, giveaways, and demonstrations by chocolatiers, florists, paper craft artists, and gift-basket designers. Romance writers will read essays, meet readers, and sell and sign books. No registration is required.
Some of the authors scheduled to appear are:
- Fred Arceneaux
- Kira Sinclair
- Andrea Laurence
- Linda Jones
- Lynn Raye Harris
- Stephanie Jones and Jean Hovey
- Robyn Corum
- Bambi Lynn
- Kimberly Lang
- Melanie Dickerson
- Katherine Bone
- Bonnie Gardner
- Debra Glass
Saturday, January 5, 2013
The Real Scarlett O’Hara and Widow of the South - Mary Ann Harris Gay
In her book, Life in Dixie During the War, Miss Gay stated, "If I could have, I would have joined the army and fought. But I did all that I could."
Mary Ann Harris Gay was born in Milledgeville, Georgia. in 1829. Her family invested heavily in Confederate bonds, which left them in strained circumstances after the war. Her brother, Tommy Stokes, was killed at the Battle of Franklin, and her mother succumbed to death soon afterward. Left to care for her brother’s widow and his child, Miss Gay did anything she could to survive and make ends meet for her small family.
After the siege of Atlanta, Sherman vowed to “make Georgia howl.” He forced the evacuation of all civilians in Atlanta and then proceeded on his march to the sea. He ordered his troops to burn crops, kill livestock and consume supplies so there’d be nothing left for the war-ravaged Georgians.
When Mary learned about a young mother named Maggie with three little children, who were starving, Mary prepared a pot of mush and some corn bread, then went in search of the family.
Finding them proved more difficult than Mary anticipated. She secured a wagon and wrangled a horse out of the cane brake – a dense thicket – where the Federals had stashed worn-out war horses. After Mary found Maggie and her children at the home of Doctor Holmes, she led the nag, with the mother and children nestled away in the wagon on a long and arduous trip. On the third day of their journey, they reached the depot at Social Circle – a point on the Georgia Railroad behind Federal lines. Here the mother and children boarded a train for Madison where they could stay with relatives.
On her return home, Mary came upon a group of starving women and children. Mary had purchased a few provisions in Social Circle for her own family, but she generously shared enough with them to keep them from starving.
Mary continued to make trips with the homemade wagon and Yankee horse, she’d renamed Johnny Reb, to secure supplies and food for the people in Decatur. On one return trip, Mary and Johnny Reb came very near being captured by Yankees. Upon being stopped by a party of Federals, she waved her bonnet as a flag of truce. When the Yankees inquired as to where she got the horse branded 'U.S.' on each side of his hindquarters, she informed them how she found the horse in the cane brake and they let her pass.
Mary walked miles to exchange the lead bullets she gathered from battlefields for food so she could feed the women and children left destitute by Sherman's troops. She concealed winter clothing in her dining room ceiling and later smuggled it to Granbury’s Confederate troops.
She published a book, The Pastor’s Story, and pedaled it door to door. According to her biographer, the book was “a hodge-podge of melancholy, girlish poetry and morally uplifting essays” she had collected over the years. The book didn’t escape the satirical pen of Portions of Mark Twain who parodied it in his book, Tom Sawyer.
In spite of Twain’s lampoon, Miss Gay’s book saw eleven printings and provided for her family through the grueling years of Reconstruction.
Miss Gay’s efforts extended far beyond helping her own family, and those in her hometown, however. She worked to raise funds for several projects. A devout Christian, Miss Gay secured funds to build a Baptist church by soliciting friends in parts of the South less devastated by the war. She also spearheaded efforts to raise money for the Alexander H. Stephens Memorial and Library at Crawfordsville.
After the Civil War, the United States government began a massive effort to remove the Federal dead to National Cemeteries. The Union dead at Franklin were moved to the Stones River National Cemetery in Murfreesboro. No such efforts were made for the Confederate soldiers and often Southern dead were moved to mass graves like the ones in Perryville and Murfreesboro which bore one marker with several names, but offered the dead no individual graves.
The Confederate dead seemed destined to have no single marked burial plots.
Many corpses washed up during spring storms and flooding. After learning that the graves were in danger of being plowed over, and that many of the wooden head markers were being stolen and used as firewood, John McGavock began work on relocating the bodies to his farm known as Carnton.
Though McGavock did not fight during the Civil War, he’d outfitted a Confederate Unit. A farmer, former slave owner and merchant, John McGavock came from a prominent family. His father, Randal McGavock, who’d served one term as mayor of Nashville in 1824, had ties to Andrew Jackson. Jackson presented a rocking chair to the McGavock family that is one of the several original pieces of furniture one can see when touring the home today.
Many of the wounded who had died in John McGavock’s home when it was used as a Civil War hospital, were already buried on the property. But when McGavock began mass relocation of the fallen, newspapers of the time covered the historic event.
“Graves of the Confederate dead, who fell at Franklin are about to be disturbed by the preparation for the cultivation of the farm on which those graves are situated. The brave men who fought their last fight on that bloody field were from Tennessee and other Southern states. They freely gave their lives in defense of a cause which they regarded as sacred. The remains of the soldiers of the US Army, who fell during the war, are properly being gathered up and placed in National cemeteries. It devolves upon the friends of the Confederate dead by private contributions to remove their bodies to suitable localities and that they may be properly protected from the neglect and exposure which awaits them if permitted to remain on private property. To accomplish so commendable purpose, a central board has been organized, the object of which is to receive all contributions that may be sent them and see that they are properly appropriated to the removal of the remains of the fallen Confederates to the place donated by Colonel John McGavock for a Confederate cemetery.” The article went on to state, “Resolved that the friends of the soldiers who fell at the Battle of Franklin, be requested to organize Local Boards to solicit contributions to aid in the removal of the remains, and report and transmit the same to this Board of Managers.” March 22, 1866, the Daily Union and American in Nashville
“The Franklin Review of the 16th (June, 1866) says: The Confederate dead from the battlefield, and for five miles about Franklin, have been removed and reinterred in the McGavock Cemetery. Number interred is 1486. Head and foot boards are placed to each grave, and very few are unknown. This is very good. If the friends of the Cause will but bestir themselves a durable fence can be secured to enclose the cemetery, and head and foot stones obtained to mark their last resting places.” June 22, 1866, Clarksville Weekly Chronicle
July 7, 1866, the Bolliver Bulletin listed all the dead Tennesseans.
Upon learning about the relocation, which included the body of Mary Gay’s fallen brother, Tommy, Mary traveled to Franklin to find his grave. Though the bodies had been moved, she was appalled to see free range cows trampling the graves in the field near McGavock’s farm.
She resolved to raise money for a fence to protect the graves.
“The Houston Texas Telegraph states that Miss Mary A.H. Gay has obtained $1000 in that city (Houston) to aid in building the iron rail fence around the McGavock Cemetery at Franklin, Tennessee.” February 9, 1867, the Bolliver Bulletin
She also raised funds for numerous Confederate memorials and helped to organize a local chapter of the United Daughters of the Confederacy.
But it was the book she wrote for Tommy’s son so he might appreciate the father he never knew that garnered her the most success. Life in Dixie During the War recounts her refusal to leave her home when the Yankees camped outside for three months and commandeered her home for Union headquarters. One of the federal officers told her, "I glory in your spunk and am proud of you as my countrywoman."
Forty years after the publication of life in Dixie During the War, author, Margaret Mitchell drew from Miss Gay’s detailed and vivid firsthand accounts as inspiration for the character of Scarlett O’Hara in Gone With the Wind. And though Carrie McGavock has recently gained fame as the Widow of the South, it was through the tireless efforts of John McGavock and Mary Ann Gay that the largest Confederate cemetery was saved.
Mary Ann Harris Gay died, November 6, 1918, shortly before her ninetieth birthday, and was laid to rest in the old section of the Decatur Cemetery next to her mother and her sister.
A tribute to Mary Ann Gay in The DeKalb New Era, December 5, 1918, written by her sister, Missouri Stokes, closes with the sentence, “A suitable epitaph for each would be, ‘She hath done what she could.’”
About the author ~
DEBRA GLASS is the author of over thirty-five books of historical and paranormal romance, non-fiction, and folklore. The recipient of the National Society of Arts and Letters Alabama Screenwriter Award, she went on to win the NSAL Empire State Award for excellence in screenwriting. Debra is a member of Romance Writers of America and the Professional Authors’ Network. She is also a member of RWA's Heart of Dixie Chapter and RWA's Southern Magic Chapter. She lives in Alabama with her real life hero, a couple of smart-aleck ghosts, and a diabolical black cat.
She has penned paranormal and historical romance, including several romances set during the Civil War. Bought and Paid For, Scarlet Widow, Eternal, Rebel Rose, and Gatekeeper feature Civil War settings and characters.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Scarlet Widow by Debra Glass Receives Nod as Best Historical by TRS
I am pleased to announce that The Romance Studio has nominated Scarlet Widow in the Best Historical category in the tenth annual Cupid and Psyche Awards. Scarlet Widow’s cover artist, Dar Albert is also nominated for the Ari for best cover art.
What are the CAPA's? They are awards given by The Romance Studio for excellence in romantic fiction. Categories include inspirational, contemporary, fantasy, historical, paranormal, romantic suspense, young adult, sci-fi, anthology, BDSM, and the Ariana Overton Award for Best Cover Art or the Ari.
The final awards will be announced on February 14, 2013.
For a list of all the nominees, visit The Romance Studio CAPA Awards
Scarlet Widow
Molly has forever lusted for all three Barksdale brothers, but could never choose. Instead, scandal chose for her, and she married the youngest of the three. Then the brothers go to war, and Molly finds herself a grieving widow when her husband is murdered by a merciless band of Union soldiers.
Hardin Barksdale is hell-bent on avenging his brother. Greer Barksdale is honor-bound to protect his home. They both want Molly—and this time, they’re willing to share. The temptation is seductive, the passion sizzling. In harsh, post-war Tennessee, their nightly forbidden trysts wield the power to heal them all—if they can escape the twisted desires of a man bent on seeing all three of them dead.
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TRS Review of Scarlet Widow
Molly has always lusted after all three Barksdale brothers, never being quite able to choose one over the other until her scandalous actions and vengeful gossip chooses for her and she marries the youngest brother. With the war raging, all three brothers go to protect what they believe in, never realizing the price they will each have to pay. Molly finds herself a widow when her husband is murdered by a band of Union soldiers.
Greer and Hardin Barksdale both have always been in love with Molly. Both brothers will do whatever is necessary to protect and love her even if that includes sharing her with each other. Nightly Molly and her lovers blaze a trail of desire and love that tempts even as it heals the anguish and destruction that the war has caused them. But a mad man stalks them, hell-bent on seeing all of them dead.
The strength of Ms. Glass’s writing draws the reader into her deeply emotional and moving love stories time and time again and her latest, Scarlet Widow is no exception. By intertwining passion and history overlaid with a great depth of emotion and laced with a relentless increasing level of sensuality between Greer, Molly and Hardin the reader is treated to dark and utterly seductive story that pulls-at-the-heartstrings! Set during the Civil War, Scarlet Widow gives the reader a gripping, detailed and vividly descriptive look at the heartache, hardships and cruelties of war, Molly and the Barksdale brothers experienced that forever changed their lives. The historically filled pages are brimming with tension, hope and courage, richly portrayed in such a way that the reader will have a difficult time putting this story down.
Greer, Molly and Hardin are bold and endearing characters that demand the attention of the reader from the very first time they are introduced. Greer and Hardin each believably struggle for different reasons to face their fears and their love for Molly trying to do right by her. The realistic anguish and fiery passion Molly struggles with in her love of both Hardin and Greer is mesmerizing. These characters are incredibly alive and ones the reader will come to care for deeply. The sexual desire is deliciously decadent and erotically satisfying, heating up the pages to explosive levels!
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