Upcoming Release + #RomanticIdea from Author @mari_manning

Summer #RomanticIdea#RomanticIdea from Mari Manning:

I had my first #romanticidea when I was four, and it’s still a good one. I was lying in bed on a hot afternoon pretending to nap. A summer shower pattered softly against the roof. I heard children’s voice and tip-toed to the window so my mother wouldn’t hear my footsteps. Dressed in swimsuits and boots, the neighbor kids were running in the rain, screaming like wild things and jumping through puddles. I’d have given anything to be with them.

So … here’s my romantic idea. When a gentle summer shower drifts over your neighborhood, you and your loved one(s) must put on your swimsuits and rain boots and be wild things. If you are too dignified for this, dig out an umbrella big enough for two and go for a romantic walk in the rain with your honey.

Should your summer shower be accompanied by lightning, turn off the lights, turn on Billie Holiday and daydream about the rain scene in The Notebook.

Stranger in My House coverAbout Stranger in My House by Mari Manning:

When Officer Kirby Swallow’s half-sister is threatened, Kirby assumes her sister’s identity and journeys to the remote Texas ranch her sister calls home to catch a killer. Kirby confronts a growing list of suspects and a rising body count, not to mention the ranch manager, Seth Maguire, who sees past the charade to the warm, generous girl beneath. But can Kirby trust a man who rejects the one thing she holds dear: family? Her love dares all, but as the killer closes in, will it also be blind?

Self-reliant Seth Maguire is manager of the struggling Shaw Valley Ranch. His future appears empty until the ranch’s wild, unpredictable heiress suddenly morphs into a very hot lady cop. What starts out as just another seduction turns into something deep and, for him, frightening. Then the killer is revealed and Seth is faced with an impossible choice. Will his fragile, uncertain love be enough to save Kirby?

Buy link to preorder Stranger in My House is here: http://amzn.to/1WOnFmx. If you want to prepare yourself for the June 13 debut, pick up the first book in the stand-alone series, Stranger at My Door. All the major electronic sites are here: http://www.entangledpublishing.com/stranger-in-my-house/.

An excerpt from Stranger in My House

Seth guided Darcy into the wide path of grass and clover between the lavender fields. Frankie fell into step beside him, and a deeply irrational sense of well-being washed over him. Miss Bea had skinned him alive twice in one morning. A new record. A new low.

So why the hell was he feeling so mellow?

The scent of lavender floated in the warm air. The grayish-purple wands dipped and rolled like waves. Frankie took a deep, noisy sniff. “Hmm. Smells good.”

“Sure.”

“Must have been hard for you when my cousin sold the cattle and took up farming.”

He glanced at her, expecting to see mocking, catlike eyes, but instead he was met with curiosity. Or was it interest? “I guess. Not exactly what I expected when I came here.”

“What did you expect?”

He shrugged. What did she think he’d expected? “A working ranch. A herd of steers from here to the horizon. Beefsteak for dinner. Whiskey for dessert.”

She burst out laughing, and he almost laughed, too. A comfortable silence settled over them, and he slipped back a pace so he could study the new Frankie. Her cat eyes didn’t seem so damned spooky this morning. His gaze lingered on strong cheekbones, golden skin, the gentle puff of pink lips. A breeze lifted. Long, black hair unfurled, gleaming like jet.

This girl couldn’t be Frankie. It wasn’t just the horse business. It was the way she acted, asking questions all the time and looking startled when Miss Bea went off on her. Sure, she knew a lot about the house and him and the workings of the ranch. And sometimes she’d tilt her head just like Frankie and do Frankie’s Beyoncé strut, but not all the time.

So if she looked like Frankie and talked like Frankie and knew about Frankie’s life, but wasn’t Frankie, who the hell was she? Besides Frankie’s doppelgänger. He should be alarmed, wary even. But instead he felt as if he’d finally turned a corner.

Mari ManningAbout Mari Manning

Let’s start with the fun stuff. I love small towns, mysteries, quiet men, laughter, old-fashioned spaghetti dinners. I love boots and shopping and jokes and Hershey’s dark chocolate and white wine. I love lots of things. But my first love is reading.

I love to read. Just about anything, but it has to be well-written. I go through periods where I am into historical novels or romance or mystery or history or biography. I never know when my desires will suddenly change.

Now for the writer-ish, official stuff: Mari Manning is the author of several contemporary romances and three romantic suspense novels set in the Texas Hill Country. Stranger at My Door is the first in her A Murder in Teas series. The second, Stranger in My House will be released by Entangled on June 13. The third book in the series is Stranger in My Bed. Currently Mari is working on a series of cozy mysteries.

She and her husband live in Chicago.

Contact Mari at manningillinois@gmail.com.
Visit my website at www.marimanning.com
Follow me @mari_manning on Twitter

New Release: The Rogue’s Surrender, Nelson’s Tea Book #3 by Katherine Bone

Rogue's Surrender coverNew Release:

The Rogue’s Surrender,
Nelson’s Tea Book #3

by Katherine Bone
Available July 12, 2016

He’d become a beast only she could tame.

Marked for death! Señorita Mercedes Vasquez has been betrayed by a member of Nelson’s Tea. Now her life is in the hands of the man she couldn’t save, a beast forged by Spanish hatred.

Lord Garrick Seaton, aka Captain Blade, is the only one who has a chance of pulling off a lifesaving mission. To do so, he must go to Spain and face memories of captivity and torture. But the fiery Spanish lady he seeks to rescue proves to be the greater threat.

Can he protect his heart, or will she demand his complete surrender?

Available at Amazon, Kobo, iTunes, Smashwords, and All Romance eBooks.

~ Excerpt ~

Seaton furrowed his brow. He leaned forward and enveloped her hand in his. “Your family has seen considerable sorrow. You’ve been forced to give so much, and yet here you are, putting your life on the line for people you’ve never met.”

“No more than you have done, señor.” Strange tantalizing sensations coiled in her belly as his touch brought back startling memories of his hand caressing her bare shoulder in his cabin.

“No.” His discord brought her back to the intimacy they now shared. “I haven’t given enough.”

But he was wrong. Wasn’t he? He’d lost sight in one eye. He’d suffered immeasurable pain and countless hours of deprivation because she had trusted Esmeralda.

Guilt weighed heavy on her heart. She reached out to him. He retreated slightly back to the squabs. Dios mio, he blamed her almost as much as she blamed herself.

The agony was too much. She reached out her hand and touched his face with trembling fingers.

Strangely, he allowed her to touch him. In all those many nights, he’d bolted whenever she’d drawn too near, except to tie her corset laces.

He allowed her to lightly caress the scar trailing beneath his eye patch to his cheek. The skin there was stiff and unyielding… like him.

Mercy looked him in the eye. His pupil was the most brilliant blue, but the alternating hopelessness and hopefulness flickering in its depth made her breath hitch.

He sighed then closed his eye, effectively blocking her out.

Heaven help me, how long has it been since anyone has touched this man, loved him, told him how viable he still is?

Tears trickled down her face. “You have given all.”

Despair filled her as he opened his eye and stared into her soul for a fleeting moment before turning his face away. The woeful gesture melted her heart, making her desire to soothe his pain, to prove to him he was handsome, virile, and just as worthy of passion as she.

Katherine BoneKatherine’s Bio:

National best-selling historical romance author Katherine Bone has been passionate about history since she had the opportunity to travel to various Army bases, castles, battlegrounds, and cathedrals as an Army brat turned officer’s wife. Who knew that an Army wife’s passion for romance novels would lead to pirates? Certainly not her rogue, whose Alma Mater’s adage is “Go Army. Beat Navy!” Now enjoying the best of both worlds, Katherine lives with her rogue in the south where she writes about rogues, rebels, and rakes—aka pirates, lords, captains, duty, honor, and country—and the happily-ever-afters that every alpha male and damsel deserve.

Find her online at http://www.katherinebone.com