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Saturday, January 24, 2015

Saturday Sampler - MARTINI CLUB 4 - The 1920s



I’d like to present Alicia Dean and friends, sharing a fun new series.
 Before we dive into their stories, the four ladies want to share a fun fact. Take it away, ladies.


Amanda McCabe: Weirdly, since I love history, I am not much into my own genealogy, but a cousin is, and found out we are somehow related to Catherine the Great of Russia.  I found that fascinating (since I love 18th century history).  Who are some of your famous relatives??

Alicia Dean: I am a huge, lifelong Elvis Presley fan, and I blog about him every Friday. Who is your celebrity crush?

Kathy L Wheeler: I am a show hog. And a karaoke freak!

Krysta Scott: I watch too much tv. At least that’s what my friends tell me. But there’s just so much that captures my attention. Some of my personal favorites include Vampire Diaries, Sherlock, Haven, and The Lottery (which got cancelled. Sigh!)

Now here's Alicia to tell you how this series came about.
Martini Club 4 – The 1920s
A few years ago, myself and three of my writer friends—Amanda McCabe, Kathy L Wheeler, and Krysta Scott—began meeting each Friday evening (unless something extremely important kept one of us away, and trust me, it had to be IMPORTANT) for Martinis and various other libations, at the Martini Lounge in Edmond, Oklahoma. In time, we came to dub our gathering the ‘Martini Club.’ We unwind, vent, chat about writing, laugh, and strengthen an already strong bond of friendship. It’s not only fun, it’s beneficial. As all writers know, no other friend besides a writer friend truly understands us. (We also have an honorary MC member, Cindy Sorenson. Although she is a writer, she declined to write one of the stories, but she has been invaluable as far as brainstorming and beta reading. So, what else could we do…we named a character after her in the series!)

During one of these gatherings, one of us, and I can’t remember who, made an offhand remark about writing stories centered around the Martini Club. The idea blossomed from there, and the ‘Martini Club 4’ series was born. We thought it would be fun to set our first MC4 stories in the 1920’s, but we intend to write more in other decades in the future. During the planning, plotting, and writing, we have had a few weekend retreats that were loads of fun, and some were even productive. J What a joy to do something that I love so much—writing—with a group of ladies that I love so much!

 Left to Right: Krysta Scott, Amanda McCabe, Kathy L Wheeler, Alicia Dean

Without further ado, I’d like to present the four novellas in our Martini Club – The 1920’s series.


 *** Release date is February 26, 2015 and the price at that time will be $2.99 each. If you pre-order, they are only 99 cents each! ***
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Rebellious: Martini Club 4 Series – The 1920s
Amanda McCabe

Blurb: Can an aristocratic lady melt the cold heart of a Russian gangster? 

Lady Jessica Hatton fled her high-society London debutante life for one of investigative journalism in New York—only to be relegated to the fashion pages. Searching for a juicy story leads her to Club 501, the city's most glamorous speakeasy—and its handsome, mysterious owner, Frank Markov. But his past of war and revolution puts their hearts—and their lives—in danger... 

Excerpt:

She dashed away, not stopping until she was on a bus headed for her flat, away from the rarefied world of the Astors, and from the attractive enigma of Frank Markov.  The taste of his kiss lingered on her lips, and her nerves hummed with the excitement and danger of it all.  She had never been kissed at all before, not really! Fumblings in the shrubbery at Hatton Hall could never compare to the dark desires Frank awakened in her.  Was she ready for that yet?
She drifted as if in a dream up the stairs to the flat, and as soon as she opened the door, her orchid-like fantasy bubble popped at the sound of raw, terrified sobbing.
Jessica dropped her hat and bag on the floor and ran into the sitting room, panicked at what she might find.  Charli sat on their threadbare old sofa, her knees drawn up as she cried.  Her spectacles were discarded, and her face was streaked with tears.  She still wore her black silk gown and apron from work, and smelled of sweet scones.  Whenever she started baking a lot, it was a sure sign something was amiss.
“Charli, darling, whatever has happened?” Jessica cried.  She took her friend into her arms, and Charli sobbed against her shoulder.  The whole fantasy scene in Mrs. Astor's summerhouse seemed so very far away.


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Ruined: Martini Club 4 Series – The 1920s
Alicia Dean

Blurb: She vowed she’d be no man’s doxy, but fate had other plans... 

After the Earl of Goodwin attempts to force himself on her, housemaid Eliza Gilbert flees England for New York, hoping to build a better life. But the land of opportunity proves as harsh as the London docks, and she finds herself in a situation more dreadful than the one she escaped. 

Former boxer, Vince “The Fist” Taggart dreams of marrying, having a family, and living a quiet, peaceful life. But when a girl he's known since childhood disappears, he heads to New York in search of her and meets Eliza, a woman with a less than honorable reputation. Inexplicably captivated, Vince can’t force himself to stay away, especially when he learns Eliza is the key to finding his missing friend. 

Excerpt

Eliza scanned the crowd. Jess was supposed to come in, but so far, Eliza hadn’t seen her. She was feeling slightly abandoned. At least Oscar wasn’t present. Now that he was her employer, she could barely relax when he was at Club 501. She always felt she was on the clock.
Her gaze bounced over a man, then zeroed back. The bloke was looking directly at her. She caught her breath. He was leaning on the bar a few stools down, talking to Charli. He had this…magnetism, some kind of forceful presence that made it impossible to look away.
He was broad, muscular and dressed like a dock worker with brown suspenders over a yellow shirt and a newsboy cap over his dark blond hair, but what caught her attention right off was his smile. His white teeth flashed, and a dimple creased the right side of his face.
Charli moved away, and the man looked up and caught Eliza staring at him. His grin widened. His eyes were so blue—so electrifying, that Eliza could feel their allure even in the dimly lit, smoke bar.



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Reckless: Martini Club 4 Series – The 1920s
Kathy L Wheeler

Blurb: Lady Margaret turned Lady Bootlegger… 

Singer Margaret (Meggie) Montley needs money…fast. Her friend is in a dire situation with nowhere to turn. While Meggie is on the brink of stardom, it’s not soon enough to save her friend. 

Harry Dempsey is out to avenge the deaths of his father and brother at the hands of a ruthless gangster. But trouble spirals out of control when Meggie Montley shows up the night he meets his nemesis to settle the score. Saving the impetuous woman from a crime lord might be easier than saving her from her own reckless behavior. 

Excerpt:  Lady Margaret Montley’s fingers went slack against Harry’s and he glanced over. Her forehead rested against the window pane, her chest rose and fell in a slow rhythm. He marveled at her ability to live in the moment. God, how he wished he shared such a gift, because sleep was a gift. One he’d embrace in his life.
Marvin must have realized the same. “Sid is an attractive fellow,” he piped up. “All those soft curls and full lips are enough to turn a man.”
“That’s enough, Marvin.” Harry’s voice had lowered to a growl that bellowed deep.
“You seem awful possessive of this Sid.” He chuckled. “Out cold, is she?”
Harry shook his head, refusing to answer. Harry couldn’t deny it. Meggie was his—for the moment, anyway.


Amazon buy link: http://amzn.com/B00RICW0G0

Contact info: kathy@klwheeler.com





















Runaway: Martini Club 4 Series – The 1920s
Krysta Scott

Blurb: Can she prove her innocence before more than her dreams are destroyed? 

After escaping an arranged marriage, Lady Charlotte Leighton lands on a new shore, determined to realize her dream of opening her own bakery. But her plans are shattered when her former fiancĂ© follows her to New York. Now, she finds herself in a fight for her freedom. 

Haunted by a string of failures, Detective Felix Noble is determined to solve his latest case. But his efforts to find a murderer are jeopardized by a forbidden attraction to his number one suspect. While he’s certain Charlotte Leighton is keeping secrets, instinct tells him she’s not the murderess he first believed. 

Excerpt: Detective Felix Noble slipped passed the two field officers blocking the entrance into a narrow alleyway. Even though it was four in the afternoon, the sun’s golden rays did nothing to illuminate the corridor. A strong gust of wind as cold as the dead body dumped at the end of the alley pressed against Felix’s back, urging him toward an investigation with flimsy evidence. No wonder they sent him. Another crime. Most likely another dead end. It was too much to hope he’d have enough evidence to solve this one. After the last two unsolved cases, the department was losing faith in him.
He picked his way through crumpled newsprint, discarded boxes, and a foul, unidentifiable ooze. The sour smell of yesterday’s garbage accompanied each breath. He jerked a handkerchief from his pocket, covered his nose, and managed to inhale as little as possible. He strolled to the far end where Redburn jotted notes on a small pad next to the lifeless form.


Amazon buy link: http://amzn.com/B00RIFHGPC




Thursday, September 18, 2014

Meet Kathy L. Wheeler




I am so pleased to welcome author Kathy L. Wheeler to my  blog today. She is a member of that fabulous support group I often mention, Authors Helping Authors. Besides being writers, Kathy and I have two other mutual loves. An Affair to Remember and Phantom of the Opera on stage. Kathy was here last month on Saturday Sampler. Now we get to know more about her.

Welcome, Kathy. Please tell us about yourself. 

I have a variety of interests that keep me busy outside of both my IT day job and my writing efforts. I love the NFL and belong in two fantasy leagues; Love the NBA and have season tickets to Oklahoma City Thunder basketball; Love musical theater and also hold tickets to the Celebrity Attraction Broadway series in Oklahoma City. I love travel and reading, not to mention karaoke.


When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer? 
In November 2006. Ha! I think the 13th. (It may have been a Friday—just kidding). I’m not sure of the day.


How long does it take you to write a book? 

It actually depends on the book. Most writers will tell you there is one that will make you want to pull your hair out, and others that are considered gifts. Most fall somewhere in between. The gifts are rare and are truly treasured.


What’s your favorite movie? 

I love, love, love romantic comedies. Movies like: Legally Blonde, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, An American Dreamer, Romancing the Stone. But one of my very most favorite movies of all time is An Affair to Remember with Deborah Kerr and Cary Grant. Why? I love the final scene where he comes into her apartment and she is sitting on the sofa, legs covered with a blanket; He is floored and angry that she didn’t keep their date to meet at the Empire State Building. But while he is rambling and roaming/pacing her apartment, he is telling that someone came in to a small galley asking after a one of his paintings but that the woman was—he stops, realizing that the person who’d been asking couldn’t walk…even as he is saying the words! He starts up his roaming again, this time with purpose. She realizes he’s looking for the painting, so she starts talking quickly, but he opens the bedroom door—and there, he spots it over the bed. He raises his face to heaven, eyes closed. He goes to her and asks her why she didn’t tell him. They are both crying (and so am I), she says “I was so busy looking toward heaven because you were there…”

Well, what romantic does not fall for such a tale as that! Could you pass it up?


What does your family think of your writing? 

My family is so supportive. Though, even if they weren’t I don’t believe I could stop.


Have you ever stayed up all night to finish reading a book? 

Um. Yeah. Like alllll the time. If I can’t finish it, I’ll end up sleeping a couple of hours then waking long enough to read a little bit more... I mean, really, did you see all the activities I love? It’s the only time I have to read!


How many books have you written? Which is your favorite? 

I’ve written about twelve books, some are not published yet. I have to say that I love both The Unlikely Heroine – book ii of my Cinderella Series and Maybe It’s You, the second in my Bloomington Series. Both heroines are in-your-face-you-want-to-hate-them-but-can’t-by-the-end characters. Pragmatic, strong but cushy on the inside.


What do you enjoy most about life? 

Everything. I don’t think I’ll ever get to everything I really want to do. But I’m giving it all I’ve got.


What did you learn from writing your first book? 

That it’s a lot harder than people would believe.


If you could give the younger version of yourself advice what would it be? 

Start sooner!


Tell us about your latest book. 

The latest book I’m working on is book 4 of my Cinderella Series, The Price of Scorn, Cinderella’s Evil Stepmother. It’s a difficult book to write because the ending is not your happily ever after. I mean, how could it be? She was soooo mean to Cinderella. But in this story, we learn why. At least that is the plan!


Blurb : Fourteen years after Esmeralda's marriage to Alessandro de Lecce, the birth of Pricilla's son, Jean-Luc, and Prince Charming's and Cinderella's coronation as King and Queen of Chalmers Kingdom, Lady Hildeguard Marit Benegoir-Simmon-Roch lies upon her death bed.

Hilda has never forgiven Cinderella for stealing Prince Charming from Esmeralda. But in a story of heartbreak, the sisters learn how tragedy and scorn shaped their mother's life into the woman she became. The question is: Can they forgive her?

This book is not yet up for sale, but its predecessors are!

The Wronged Princess – book i; Amazon Nook Kobo Smashwords iTunes
The Unlikely Heroine – book ii; Amazon Nook Kobo Smashwords iTunes
The Surprising Enchantress – book iii; Amazon Nook Kobo Smashwords iTunes

Excerpt:
Fate was a funny thing, Hilda decided, rubbing a palm over her five-month swollen belly. She smiled, watching Pricilla's tiny hand followed hers. A love so fierce, it was agonizing, squeezed her chest. 
"Maman, when will I get to see my baby?" 
Such innocent words elicited a sharp sting of torment that pierced Hilda's lungs, making it difficult to draw a breath. "Soon, darling," she choked out, praying this new child made it through. 
"Will it be a girl, or a boy? I wish to have a boy, I think." Her little Pricilla was most pragmatic. Hilda knew she would never have to worry over this child. 
She grasped a breath, deeply, releasing it in a slow stream. "We shall have to wait and see. One has no choice in these matters." 
"Whyever not? I want a boy!" 
"Enough, ma chĂ©re," she said, shifting Pricilla to her feet. "I must speak with Gustaf. Off to the nursery with you." 
"Why should you want to talk to Gustaf? You have me." 
With a nervous laugh, Hilda glanced at the closed door, hoping her husband never heard their daughter referring to him by his given name. She leaned over and kissed the top of Pricilla's head. "I do, indeed." As if Hilda would ever endorse Gustaf with the title of "Papa." Leastways, Pricilla hadn't yet caught on to Hilda's other endearment of himbastard 
A noise just beyond the door snagged her attention, and despite her growing state, she bolted off the settee, jerking Pricilla's arm. 
"Maman," she cried. 
"Shsh." Swooping Pricilla from her feet, Hilda rushed to the wardrobe and thrust her inside. "Quiet. Not a word," she hissed. There was no time reassure her frightened daughter. She just needed her silence. "Do you understand? Not. A. Word." Hilda closed the door on wide blue eyes filled with terror. 
The chamber door flew back against the wall. "What interesting small talk you keep with our child, my dear." 
Smoothing clammy hands within the folds of her dress, Hilda moved away from the wardrobe. More than anything in the world Hilda would love denying the one thing her husband most desired. An heir. She would prefer Pricilla's disappointment over this new child being a girl. She lifted her chin. "I'm sure I have no idea of what you are speaking of, your grace." 
A slow, building breeze rent the air, along with the swarm of bees stinging her lower abdomen from the inside out.  
In a snake-like strike he gripped her upper arm. "Why does my own child not refer to me as papa? Could it be she is not my child, eh?" 
"How ridiculous. I have not been out of this house since the day I moved in," she bit out in a fit of temper. The back of his hand hit her jaw, snapping her head back. But for his hold, she would have been a heap on the floor. Just like Maman. 
"Now, where have you hidden my little jewel, mm?" 
Though her vision was hazy, Hilda refused to answer.  
He dragged her near the bed, dropped to his knees and peered beneath. "Too obvious, I suppose," he said with a menacing chuckle. Rising back to his feet, he surveyed the chamber, then strode to the sitting room door and glanced inside. The only place left was the wardrobe. His steps didn't slow, and he yanked the door back.  

One last question, Kathy. Where can readers find you? 


I can be found all over social media.




I'm so glad you could visit. Best wishes with The Price of Scorn.