Since March is HARD TO HANDLE month around these parts, I’m not only giving you a teaser for this super Tuesday, but also giving you A BOOK! Today, I’ll be drawing a winner on my Facebook page for an autographed ARC of Hard to Handle. These are rare! I only have a few left. And, since it’s paperback, you get it autographed (yay!). Also, since it’s paperback, it’s U.S. only (nuts!).
What are you waiting for? Get thee over to my Facebook page and find the hot graphic of Aiden, that looks like the one below, and follow the instructions!
What do you make of that title up there?
Did you think I was talking about me? Gotcha!
Not me. I was referring to Mira Lynn Kelly’s new Harlequin release! And guess what? She wanted to give my Facebook fans a copy of the e-book, so if you haven’t yet, scoot on over to MY PAGE, like it, and find the book cover. Leave a comment answering the question I posted and I’ll drawing a winner on Tuesday. Here’s the cover to look for, click it or HERE to be redirected to my Facebook page.
Hard to Handle will come out in ONE SHORT MONTH in stores! And will look something like this:
Except smell of actual wood pulp.
SQUEE! If you’ve already read the digital copy, what’d you think? And if you thought good things, have you reviewed? You did? I knew I liked you.
Mark your calendars! I’ll be teaser-ing you every Tuesday until the book’s release!
Today on Facebook, I’ve been asking for help with names. Have any suggestions?
You create characters–from your heart, your soul, your depths and what do they do? They take over your social media and–
*shuffles as Sadie Howard steals the keyboard*
Sadie Howard here. You may recognize me as the best friend from:
Or the heartbroken heroine from:
Let’s stop there. You know, my happily ever after came eventually but not before this unhappily ever after. I wanted it WAY sooner, just so you know. I’m impatient. And have great style. But Ms. Lemmon *shoots narrow glare* saw it fit to put me through the wringer. So I’m gladly taking control of her social media (read: Facebook/this announcement) during Valentine’s Day because sometimes this holiday is a big ole bag of SUCK.
Let’s have some fun. Give away gifts. Talk about boys. Come see me and together, we’ll:
HAPPY THROWBACK THURSDAY! There is a very good reason for my blowing off the dust from this blog post from last October…because…
TODAY is the day ARCHETYPE is unleashed onto the world! That’s right, the book Ms. Waters and I have been teasing you about is now out. Here’s my post from months ago, when we felt like this day would never come…
About the Author:
M.D. Waters lives in Maryland with her husband and two boys. She is a closet Housewives watcher, a wannabe goth-surfer with a side of nunchuck skills, and writes in her pj’s.
Introducing a breathtakingly inventive futuristic suspense novel about one woman who rebels against everything she is told to believe.
Emma wakes in a hospital, with no memory of what came before. Her husband, Declan, a powerful, seductive man, provides her with new memories, but her dreams contradict his stories, showing her a past life she can’t believe possible: memories of war, of a camp where girls are trained to be wives, of love for another man. Something inside her tells her not to speak of this, but she does not know why. She only knows she is at war with herself.
Suppressing those dreams during daylight hours, Emma lets Declan mold her into a happily married woman and begins to fall in love with him. But the day Noah stands before her, the line between her reality and dreams shatters.
In a future where women are a rare commodity, Emma fights for freedom but is held captive by the love of two men—one her husband, the other her worst enemy. If only she could remember which is which. . . .
You know how I’m always reading sci-fi books and recommending them to you?
Oh, right. I don’t usually read sci-fi. Until one of my writing friends gets her debut novel published and graciously sends me an ARC. *mwahaha* I HAVE AN ARRRRC! *cough* Sorry. That’s not nice.
Seriously, you guys. When ARCHETYPE comes out in February, run don’t walk to your Kindle or your nook, or your local bookstore. (And YouTube that for me, because most people look silly running and that’s a sight I’d love to see. )
This book is like nothing I’d ever read before and I have to tell you, I was so sucked in that I spilled food–FOOD–on my precious ARC!
Just look at my Goodreads updates (click picture to enlarge):
Archetype is told from first person POV, so you get to live through the blocks in Emma’s memory firsthand. You experience her confusion, her fear, her confounding love for a man she doesn’t know. Who can she trust? About 3/4 of the way through this book, it grabbed me by the throat and didn’t let go. I followed, stumbling, my steps clumsy but determined, all the way to the end. I was a prisoner to this story. And right when I reached the end and thought I could finally catch my breath? A half-page Epilogue that made me say (and I quote): “Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?” M.D. Waters may not have transformed me into a sci-fi reader, but she transformed me into an M.D. Waters fan, hands down. She does sci-fi/romance right by piling on the sexual tension, keeping the reader guessing, and keeping me feverishly chasing her characters to their final scenes.
You’d probably like to read a snippet, right? Well, here you go!
The packed sand slid away from either side of my feet and I stood as long as I dared, testing the strength of my dissolving foundation. I lasted a long time.
I closed my eyes and lost myself in the peaceful surroundings—the warm surf over my feet, a gentle breeze lifting my hair, the caw of seagulls. Crashing waves.
Arms surrounded my waist and a bristly chin nuzzled my neck.
I linked the fingers of my left hand with his right. On the webbing between my thumb and index finger, a tiny brand marred my skin—linked hearts. The luckenbooth on my left hand matched the one on his right hand.
His thumb played with mine, his skin a shade lighter, as he planted soft kisses on my neck.
I pressed my back into him as his arms tightened. He smelled of soap and a gentle musk. He smelled of home. He smelled of mine.
“How much longer do you plan to stand out here?” he asked in a near whisper.
He wanted me to come inside so we could make love. He wasn’t fooling anyone.
I bit my lip as I smiled and continued watching the surf. “I was thinking a few more days at least.”
He chuckled, and it came from somewhere deep, making me tingle in places only he could connect with. “You’re cruel.”
“You love me, Mr. Tucker.”
“With every part of my soul, Ms. Wade,” he agreed.
I begin to turn toward the man in this waking dream, my heart warm and pounding, and find myself sliding out of my chair. The shock of reality, the sterile recycled air and scent of acrylic paint, turns my blood cold. I am back in the lounge, and Ruby watches me paint, but I have not set brush to canvas in some time. The painting sits half-finished, and I no longer have the desire to give it life.
Life is on a beach.
As another woman.
With another man.
Who is not my husband.
Well done, Waters. Until we meet again…which by my calculations will be book 2, PROTOTYPE next June. Unless you send me an ARC. I promise not to spill food on this one.*
After being deep, deep in edits, I’m finally crawling out of the editing cave. I managed to subsist on takeout and my bad attitude. I bet Mr. Lemmony’s favorite part of the day was going to work.
Now that I’m finished with the “final” revisions for Landon’s book, I’m looking forward to kicking back and reading. Have any recommendations? I have a Kindle full, but I can’t stop buying books…
This happened because I (apparently) can’t remember my password to log in, and when I do, I type it in wrong.
So, I’m now officially back on the grid, and allowed to log into my site to type awesometastic new posts…like this one…
…and what I love most about romance. Hint: sexy & funny!
Scoot on over to HOT WIPs & SASSY CHICKS to weigh in. In the meantime, enjoy this Schmidt .gif.
The Romance Times Conference is coming up and I’m planning on handing out my branded “lemmony” buttons again this year. If you’re there, be sure to hit me up for one! I’m also planning on having bookmarks with tassels (‘cuz tassels are more fun; everyone knows that), and wearing sensible shoes.
That’s how I roll.
Are you going to any conferences this year? Check out my APPEARANCES page to see where you can find me.