Monday, August 31, 2009

Important September dates for Bitten By Books!

Mark Your Calendar Dates for September 2009 (Feel free to share the link and dates with your friends, but they are still subject to change):

9/1 - Author Maria V. Snyder - Guest Blog/Contest RSVP HERE:

9/2 - Author Kimberly Frost - Interview/Contest RSVP HERE:

9/8 - Author Michelle Rowen - Interview/Contest

9/15 - Author Ann Cory - TBA

9/17 - 9/15 - Author Susan Squires - Interview/Contest

9/18 - Pre Funk Party for Talk Like a Pirate Day with Author Angie Fox and Pirate the Talking Dog!

9/21 - Author Marlene Perez - Interview/Contest

9/22 - Author Julie Kenner - Interview/Contest

9/23 - Author C. June Wolf - Interview/Contest

9/28 - Author Illona Andrews - Release Party/Contest

9/29 - Author Karen Dales - Interview/Contest

9/30 - Author Sapphire Pelan - Interview/Contest

Monday, August 24, 2009

My interview with Laura Tolomei

Good morning everyone! Come and welcome author, Laura Tolomei. Grab a cup of coffee and take a seat. Laura answered some of my questions and you can read them below. Leave her a comment of a question, Laura loves to hear from her readers.

1.Did you always want to become an author or did you just fall into it?
I always loved writing so it was no casual affair I became an author. The first time I tried my hand with it, was in high school where I managed to publish a short, very short, story on the Colonel Journal. Then I contributed some articles for Emory U Journal, liking it very much, but didn’t think of making a career out of It until almost 30 years later, even if I never stopped writing altogether.

2.Did it take you a while to become published? If so, what made you keep going?
Well, my first novel dates back to 2006 while the first published work, the short story The Moon Priestess, is of March 2008 so I guess it did take me a while before I acquired a publisher. What kept me going was the belief in my skills and the value of my work even beyond its apparent erotic content. Of course, the fact that I don’t have to earn my living with it makes it a lot easier LOL. Luckily, I have a regular job so I see this more as a hobby and dedicate it time and energy only when I have them, not continuously as in a regular job. And this is an advantage in more than one way because rather a creative experience it makes my writing all the more fun and enjoyable.

3.When you sit down to write, is there a ritual you have to do before you start?
Turn on the music. Without it I suffer from lack of concentration. Music works miracles on my brain, my greatest inspiration and interest so far.

4.Do you plan the story out or just let it flow?
I definitely let it flow and often don’t even know where it’s going until it ends. In Spying the Alcove, my latest release, my mate made me notice a detail, which influences a character in a way I hadn’t thought about when writing the story, but which suited him perfectly. Also in my serial Virtus, out starting in 2010, it took me 6 books to figure out why things worked the way they did and where the story was going, even if the characters had told me from the start.

5.Did you decide to write in the M/M genre or did it choose you?
As I said above, I didn’t plan it this way. These stories seemed to work better, the characters more credible and exciting so I went along with them, creating stories to suit them.

6.Do you have a current list of releases and where they can be found?
I most certainly do.

RE-SCUE, novel, FDP Firedrake Weyr Publishing, M/M, M/F, M/F/F, Contemporary, Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Paranormal.
Through time, there’s a lot of changes.
Through lives, there’s a lot of mistakes.
The only bond between time and lives is destiny.
Sometimes, you can recognize your changes and your mistakes…even your destiny. But ARE YOU WILLING AND READY TO ACCEPT IT?

OCTOBER 2009 - BLOOD SHADOWS ON PASSION, novel, eXtasy Books, M/M, Horror, Dark Fantasy, Paranormal.
A wolf, a Druid, a hunter and his assistant…sex or violence, blood or sperm, human or beast, but you can never really tell which is which.

DECEMBER 2009 - TO SEDUCE A SOULMATE, novel, eXtasy Books, M/M, Paranormal.
Finding a soul mate was the easy part. To seduce him became the hardest game of his life.

2010 - VIRTUS: The Sex novel, eXtasy Books, M/M, M/M/F, Series, Fantasy, Adventure, Paranormal, Series.
On Sendar, sex has replaced violence…a lot of sex instead of bloody violence. And where there’s a lot of sex, there’s no difference between genders so nobody cares about your tastes or preferences. IS THIS A TALE?

7.Do you have any WIP that you might want to share with us?
I have several WIPs, starting from Virtus and the next books of the serial, The Game, The Shadow, The Pledge, The Guardian. I have a contemporary, paranormal M/M/F novel I’m finishing up and an M/M, dark fantasy, short story for another of eXtasy’s well-known Anthologies.

8.Considering all the books you have written, do you have one that stands out or is your favorite?
Without any doubt, Divinitas (genre: M/M, lesbian ménage, historical, dark fantasy, paranormal, gods, deities) is my favorite book to date. A very unique novel, it’s a multi-character tale, which uses three incarnations to tell the story of two souls struggling with lust, love and betrayal in their quest for the divine essence, best described in its three fundamental cycles, life, death, rebirth. Three main stories make up the book and their settings, just like the characters, change dramatically. Starting in Ancient Egypt, it continues in the fabulous Persian Empire, concluding in Celtic Britain. The first two stories are a personal interpretation of age-old myths, Osiris’s death and resurrection as god of the underworld, and Mitra’s ascent in Zarathustra’s and later Roman cult as the invincible Sun God. But the book’s appeal lies not in the setting or the characters, however intriguing they may be,
Divinitas challenges the reader to think about sacred mythology, which seems strangely recurrent in various religions. If I had to give a definition, it would be of an erotic book with an intellectual content that addresses central themes in our beliefs about life, after-life and our connection to the divine. I offer alternative points of view and…who knows? indicate new paths for individual growth. That's why my characters in Divinitas, just like in all my books, learn to grow along the way. In fact, their lessons will help them lead better lives in the next incarnation. And even if I tackle ancient myths or legends, I still talk about real life people struggling through the same battles we all face daily. Us-Yri has to learn to master his uncontrollable passion for his friend Set in order to understand his spiritual side. Mitra, too, tries to fight against his lust for Vayu only to find that total acceptance of his love is the only thing that will set him free.
But Divinitas goes even further. Its greatest message is perhaps that everyone has a connection to the divine as long as they don't lose touch with their spiritual side. And analyzing the succession of religious myths, it becomes clear spirituality is a force man's been reckoning with ever since he walked the Earth. True, times, spaces and even names change, but the tale they tell is always the same, a love so great that even if betrayed, it will find the strength to save himself and mankind.

9.How many languages do you write in?
I write in both Italian and English and have books coming out in both languages, but I have to admit that lately I’m concentrating more on the English ones. The problem in Italy is with the publishers, not as technologically advanced and up to date like their American, Canadian or English counterparts. Readers are more traditional as well, preferring print to any e-book, thus e-publishing is not a big market segment here in Italy. So my books have only a printing contract, but it takes publishers forever to transform my file to a print format, not to mention that all galley checks are manual alone, noting electronic, and have to be sent by mail, regular mail not the e kind. It all adds up to a lot of wasted time and headaches, which I gladly leave to those who can communicate only in Italian.

10.When you have a moment to sit down and breathe, what do you do to unwind?
I go to the beach. I love lying under the hot sun, letting my mind run free with its own stories and characters, not all of which will become a structured novel. In alternative, or if the weather’s bad or too cold, I love listening to music or see a movie, another of my very many interests.

11.What authors are in your TBR pile?
Bobby Michaels, William Maltese, Matthew Haldeman-Time, D.J. Manly, Laura Baumbach, J.L. Langley, Jet Mykles.

12.Do you have any tips for those aspiring authors out there?
I think the most important piece of advice, which is true for any occasion, is to believe in oneself always and no matter what because if you don’t, , no one’s going to do it for you.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Spying the Alcove by Laura Tolomei

Laura Tolomei was gracious enough to stop by and answer some questions. I will post those in the morning but as a tease, I thought I would post an excerpt from her book, Spying the Alcove. This one is Rated PG but tomorrow I will post a spicier version. Stay tuned!

Spying the Alcove
by Laura Tolomei
Genre: M/M, M/F/M, M/F, Fantasy, Paranormal, Romance
Publisher: eXtasy Books,
ISBN: 978-1-55487-347-0
Release date: August 1st, 2009

When his assistant declares sex is to be shared for it’s too precious to lock away in a drawer or save for an exclusive use alone, that it’s free, and has no limitations except our own and gender should never be an acceptable limit, the Professor has trouble accepting this simple concept despite the intriguing tale of a Roman matron’s journey into erotism. Apparently two unconnected stories—Valerio and Andrea in modern day Sicily, Lidia and Brutus’s hot passion in 1st century AD—an ancient medallion will bring them together as Valerio spies the sensually burning alcove in an increasingly unbearable sexual tension.

“Don’t you miss Paolo?” Valerio asked, a surprised look crossing his face.

Andrea shrugged. “Not particularly. He’s a bit too jealous for my taste.”

Valerio grinned. “Weren’t you just telling me how men fare better than women in the jealousy department?” he teased.

Andreas tensed. “They usually do, but there are always exceptions that—“

“No need to explain,” the Professor cut him off gently. “I know you believe in open relationships, but surely not everyone does.”

“Oh, I believe in sleeping around with whomever I like whenever I like,” Andrea grinned, “and I’m sorry for all those who don’t.” He shrugged. “This is one of the few things experience has taught me and I try to live by it.” Taking a deep breath, he wondered briefly if it was wise to reveal a heart-felt conviction that could seal his destiny one of two ways, quickly making up his mind to risk it all. “Sex is meant to be shared. It’s too precious to lock in a drawer, throwing away the key, or save for an exclusive use alone. It’s free and has no limitations except our own. And gender should never be an acceptable limit.”

* * * *

“You didn’t like it, Lidia,” Brutus decided for me, his hand gently stroking my hair.

I raised my head to look him straight in the eyes. “No, I…I’m not sure,” I admitted frankly.

He picked me up effortlessly and placed me on his chest, my small body only partly covering his. “Did it upset you to see two men fucking?” he asked, stroking my cheek.

“I…I didn’t expect it,” I admitted.

“And you’d never seen it?”

I shook my head.

“And what didn’t you like?”

I remained in silence for a second, wondering how truthful I should be.
“Listen, Lidia,” he urged, “it’s just sex, the best pleasure available at any time. And it should be shared with as many as possible, regardless of their gender.”

“But you’re a man,” I protested, “and to see you act like a woman was intolerable.”

He grinned. “There’s just as much pleasure in giving as in receiving. They’re two sides of the same medal, just like domination and submission. The important thing to remember is that it’s just sex. It doesn’t imply I change as a person because I fuck with men rather than women or both. Whether I stick my cock in someone’s ass or have it stuck in mine doesn’t make me less of a man, Lidia.”



Tuesday, August 18, 2009

My interview with Lorhainne Eckhart

Lorhainne Eckhart took to the time to stop by my blog during her blog tour for her latest book, The Captain's Lady. I was able to interview her and you can read her answers below. Leave her a comment or a question, she loves to hear from her readers.

1.Did you always want to become an author or did you just fall into it?
I had a love for books since was young enough to read. I would lose myself in the stories that were written. When I was in grade two I wrote my first ghost story, as inspired by a series I was reading. I remember submitting it to my teacher in hopes of some honorable mention, but received no comment, I suspect it needed much editing.
The dream of being an author I did not pursue seriously until five years ago, until then it was always a dream in the back of mind, that maybe one day, I would write a book.

2.Did it take you a while to become published? If so, what made you keep going?
It took me two years to be published once I started submitting my query. I pursued literary agents to represent me and even had several requests to read my manuscript, but each time was declined.
I received some good advice from a friend. If how you’re pursuing something is not working, then you need to come at it in another direction. So, I changed my tactics. I decided to forego an agent and submit directly to the publishing houses. It happened almost immediately I received two offers for publication.

3.When you sit down to write, is there a ritual you have to do before you start?
I start writing quite early in the morning. For me it’s a quiet peaceful time. My mind is fresh and clear first thing in the morning and the words generally flow quite easy. I get up around four or five a.m. I clear my head, in the peace and quiet of the countryside, listen to the roosters crowing, birds chirping and distant farm animals begin their day. I put on a pot of coffee and in the warm months of spring, summer and fall, I take my laptop outside and start writing as soon as the sun is coming up.

4.Do you plan the story out or just let it flow?
No actually, I do not plan my story. What happens is an idea for the premise of a story comes to me. When I sit down to start writing it, create the characters, their lives, their conflicts, their personality quirks, the story takes on a life of it’s own.

5.How did you come up with the idea for The Captain's Lady?
It was during the invasion of Iraq. The controversy of sending the troops over and the news stories around the war. The premise for the story came to me in a dream. The scene appeared as a scripted movie. Abby rescued lying on the deck of a US Military Ship. Captain Eric Hamilton kneeled down to watch over her. The crew stood surrounding the Captain and Abby as the ship’s Doctor pushed his way through. When Abby opened her eyes and looked up, she saw the Captain as an Angel. From there my desire to write the story became a need to put it down on paper and allow the story to unfold.

6.Is The Captain's Lady a series or a stand alone?
The Captain’s Lady is a single title. I have no plans for a series, although, I have left the door open. I may at a future date write a sequel to the story, featuring some of the other essential characters.

7.When you have a moment to sit down and breathe, what do you do to unwind?
I try to schedule me time daily even if it’s just an hour to unwind and quite often, that is when you will find me in my gardens. I have a passion for the outdoors, gardening, landscaping, preserving nature, or I may decide to take a walk in the woods, or go horseback riding. Nevertheless, it is always something close to nature and outdoors.

8.Do you have a current list of releases and where they can be found?
My website is updated frequently. It lists my current novel, with links to where it can be purchased. There is also a page on my website that lists my upcoming projects.
Please refer to my website at

9.Do you have any WIP that you might want to share with us?
I have just completed my third novel. I have outlined the details of my second and third on my website at second novel, The Forgotten Child, is a contemporary romance, set on a ranch. It is a story of a single father of an autistic boy and the woman who helps him come to terms with this neurological disorder.
My third novel, Walk the Right Road – Jerome’s Story, is a work of Women’s Fiction, with romantic and paranormal elements that delve into the world of BC Bud.

10.Considering all of your books that you have written, do you have one that stands out or is your favorite?
I love each one of them equally. They are all quite different, the topic and theme. Each one of them has a special place in my heart.

11.What authors are in your TBR pile?
I have so many. Right now Lee McKenzie, Karen Robards, Beth Trissel, Mimi Barbour, Suzanne Brockmann, James Patterson, Vladimir Megre
I read a wide variety of fiction and non-fiction

12.Do you have any tips for those aspiring authors out there?
Yes, make time to write everyday. Don’t take rejections personally, use them to hone your craft and don’t give up.

Monday, August 17, 2009

The Captain's Lady by Lorhainne Eckhart

Lorhainne Eckhart
The Captain's Lady
Wild Rose Press
Romance, Contemporary
304 Pages, Spicy
ISBN: 1-60154-383-2

Excerpt: The Captain’s Lady
“We have no reports of a ship in distress in the area, Captain.”

“What about fishing boats?”

“No, sir, no reports.”

Looking once more at his first officer, Eric issued curt orders, the harshness grating in his voice. “Send a rescue team to check it out.”

Handing the binoculars off to one of the crew members, he strode with determination off the bridge, heading directly to the ship’s launch. His well-trained crew scurried about. Joe appeared at his side and they watched from the rail as the small rigid hull sped off in the direction of the dinghy. His pulse rose and the dampness on his back soaked through his short-sleeved shirt.

“So what do you think?” Joe leaned on the rail, uncertainty clear in the crinkle of his brows.

“Don’t know, dammit.” Eric focused on the scene unfolding in the distance. Again he commandeered the binoculars from Joe and scrutinized the three-man team approaching, then securing the boat to the dinghy.

His senses were keen; over the years, he’d learned to trust them. The uneasiness that crept its way into his gut, the hairs now standing up on the back of his neck and the racing of his heart; this unshakable feeling was telling him that things were about to change—drastically. Puzzled, he felt the mounting frustration build inside, along with something else he could not quite put his finger on. Shaking his head, he realized it was not a feeling of dread.

The crackle of the radio interrupted his speculation. A voice from the rescue team came over the line. “There’s someone in here, a woman, and she’s in bad shape.”

Blurb: The Captain’s Lady
Captain Eric Hamilton is a powerful force in the U.S. Navy, having earned himself a reputation of being a hard-nosed chauvinist. He’s commander of the USS Larsen, a destroyer, currently deployed in the Persian Gulf during Operation Iraqi Freedom.

Abby Carlton has just escaped from the man who held her captive for a year. Abducted while travelling in Paris, she was given to an Arab man as a gift, until one night she makes her desperate escape.

While on patrol one morning Captain Eric Hamilton discovers a dinghy floating aimlessly. Abby is found, battered and in an advanced state of pregnancy, lying in the bottom of the dinghy. From the moment she lay on the deck of his ship her innocence finds a way to penetrate his hardened heart. But time is running out. Eric is falsely accused of sexual assault and the CIA wants Abby and the baby for bait to flush out her captor.

Monday, August 10, 2009

What Are You Waiting For? August Book Poll!

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Sunday, August 2, 2009

Clare Austin stopped by my blog today!

Thank you, Katie, for hosting me on your blog, Domestic Diva.

After all the waiting, the time has arrived for the release of my novel Butterfly. I still feel unprepared. It’s a bit like being pregnant and waiting for the big event and then being completely overwhelmed when that child is, at last, in your arms.

I’ve always been a story teller, off on some flight of imagination. When I was eight years old I started writing my stories down and illustrating them. I even submitted one to a prestigious New York publishing house. With the rejection letter came encouragement to keep writing.

For years I wrote “in my head”…never on paper other than a few notes here and there that were lost in the piles of notes I wrote myself on a daily basis. I raised my children, had a career, did craft projects, read books and told myself someday I was going to write a novel.

I won’t tell you how many years went by because there were many. Four years ago I read a little book that had been in my husband’s library for quite a while. It is called No Plot…No Problem. I was completely intrigued. I bought a laptop. Now, you have to understand, I was an incompetent typist. I didn’t flunk typing in school only because I dropped out before they had a chance to tell me how much I sucked! I rarely used the internet. My biggest accomplishment on the home computer was solitaire. I deleted everything called “Hot mail” because I thought it was pornography. Okay, give me a break, I had teenage boys in the house!

One October day I started to write. It was a story that had been rattling around in my head for years. The characters talked to me as I drove, while I rode my horse, when I went to bed at night.

In that month in 2005, I wrote a 100,000 word book. The eye strain was so bad I typed with my eyes closed and fixed the typos later. That book is called Land of Ahhs, and I seriously doubt you will ever see it in print. It has everything…jet fighters, small town intrigue, horses, love, sex and …oh…I forgot the rock ‘n roll, but you get the picture. I wrote three books that year, but they all fell short of being marketable. I basically knew nothing about putting together a romance novel that would sell.

Butterfly is the first book in The Fadó Trilogy. This contemporary series follows the lives and loves of a family of three siblings whose passion is Irish traditional music. Fadó is an Irish word meaning “once upon a time” and it is the name of their band. The heroine in Butterfly is the youngest of the group, Flannery, a fiddle player. She is twenty-three, fresh out of Dublin and joining her brother and sister in Boston somewhat against her will.

The idea for Butterfly came together for me from several directions. The serendipity was amazing.

Through Colorado Romance Writers, a local RWA group, I met “The Writing Babes.” This is a smart, funny and lovely group of women—some published, some not yet. It was suggested that I show up for my first critique with some writing. I had nothing I really wanted to share. So, I wrote a couple of chapters of a new story. The “exercise” in critique technique became Butterfly.
People often ask if the heroine in Butterfly is me. That is not a hard one to answer. No way! Sure I have red hair, green eyes, I’m almost all Irish and can play the fiddle, but the resemblance ends there. Flannery never wears a watch…I’m neurotically punctual. She is twenty-three…I’m much older. And, to my chagrin, Flannery Sloane is a better fiddler than I could ever dream to be. On the other hand, I would love to be her friend. She is a bohemian free spirit. She is the butterfly who can light gently on your heart and fly away with a piece of it before you know what’s happened. In a purely Irish expression…she can tell a man to go to hell and make him look forward to the trip. Writing her story was easy because I loved hanging out with her.
The interaction between Flannery and her siblings was the key theme of the book when I began. I love the film Big Night. It explores the relationship between two brothers who have a restaurant…one is the chef, the perfectionist…the other is the businessman. They disagree at every turn, but they love one another without reserve. This was the feeling I wanted to capture with the Sloanes. To Flannery, music is her child, her anam chara and not for sale. To her sister, Kerry, the music business requires compromise or you will never play outside your own kitchen. Their brother, Tynan, is the peacemaker between the two sisters.

I have four sons who are all involved in music to some extent. Only one is a professional musician. I couldn’t create Flannery without thinking of him. He once said his music was more important than anything or anyone in his life. Such bravado! That was all before he fell in love.
Love changes everything. After love, it is hard to remember life before. The path to this realization takes some interesting twists for Flannery and, hero Hunter Kincade.

I wanted to write a story that would make my readers laugh, cry and end up wanting more. I wrote Butterfly for you. I hope you enjoy it.

If you have questions or comments I would love to hear from you. My fan email address is and my web site is Please stop by and leave a comment in my guest book.

Butterfly is available today from in trade paperback and from other online book sellers August 7 in paper and e-book formats.

Butterfly by Clare Austin

Butterfly (paperback)
Story Length: Print
by Clare Austin

Flannery Sloane is a free spirited bohemian with a soul blessed by Irish musical tradition. She doesn’t give a care for where she’s going or how she’ll get there. Joy and passion are her only map. And, though she’s not interested in falling in love, she wouldn’t mind a little fun with a fine looking man. Hunter Kincade looks like he could fill that bill and have a bit of change left over.

Flannery never wears a watch. She’s late for everything but the downbeat of a fiddle tune. She’s happy serving pints in the pub and playing for tips and smiles. Hunter thrives on punctuality. He is in the music business with his focus on the bottom line. The pretty fiddle player with the bright green eyes would make his next production worth the price of a CD.

Their only common ground is the belief that falling in love is a danger to health and sanity.

Will it take more than Irish magic to pull a man like Hunter into the spell of a woman like Flannery? They are all wrong for each other...and they are so right.

He lost sight of the fiddler in the mobs of tourists enjoying the April sunshine.
No sooner had he decided to give up on his quest than he heard hands clapping in rhythm with the beat of the now familiar Irish drum.

Then he saw her.

She lifted her instrument and, with the surety of a bird’s wing slipping through the air, bow was laid to strings and life was breathed into melody.

He moved to the edge of the gathering where he could have an unobstructed view of the musicians. She looked up, and he thought she recognized him for an instant. Then her eyes turned and followed another. She smiled and nodded.

Cade had never thought of himself as the jealous type, but he did feel cheated out of that smile.
As soon as the last vibration of strings quieted, a man Cade recognized from O’Fallon’s came up behind the fiddler and, with disturbing familiarity, spoke in her ear. She responded with a hug and an adoring look in her eyes.

Cade had been raised to be competitive, in sports as well as in business, and the appearance of a rival on the field made him want to draw blood. He wanted the fiddler in his studio, and if she ended up in his bed, that might be as nice.

He stood and listened until the sun set and the air held a chill that thinned the throng. The musicians were packing it in.

He hadn’t realized he was staring, until she walked up to him and stood so
close he could smell the scent of her warm skin in the cool evening air. Her approach to introduction took Cade completely by surprise.

“Are you lookin’ at me or waitin’ for a bus?” she said, one hand on her hip and a sassy smile on her lips.


Saturday, August 1, 2009

I interviewed Christine Clemetson today!

Lookie who I get to interview today! Christine Clemetson was nice enough to stop by and answer my questions about her new book, A Daughter's Promise. I have added this book to my TBR and I hope you do too!

1. Did you always want to become and author or did you just fall into it?

I’ve wanted to be a writer for as long as I can remember. From the time I was little, I made up stories in my head. I watched people a lot and created “life stories” for them. Once I got old enough to realize I should put this down on paper, I did! And I’ve never looked back.

2. Did it take you a while to become published? If so, what made you keep going?
I didn’t start submitting seriously until after college. Once I learned the process, I started going to writing conferences so that I could pitch my stories. I think the thrill of writing and finishing a story kept me going. I also had a dream of seeing my name on a book cover, and that image alone keeps me going now!

3. When you sit down to write, is there a ritual you have to do before you start?
I first get a cup of coffee and pop a CD in. Depending upon the type of scene I’m writing (action, love, etc.) determines the type of music I listen too.

4. Do you plan the story out or just let it flow?
I’m a certified seat-of-the-pants writer! This means that I do minimal planning. I know how the story will begin and end, and the major turning points in between, and the rest I let free-flow! One of my favorite parts about writing is the story discovery.

5. What is A Daughter’s Promise about? Can you tell us a bit about it?
A Daughter’s Promise” came out from The Wild Rose Press! The story is set in war torn Italy, 1944, where Serene Moneto made a promise to her dying mother. This promise is so haunting that it directs the course of her life. When she chooses to save an American soldier from death, she risks everything—her name, her life, and capture by the Germans. Finding forbidden love with this soldier tears her world apart.
As a writer, my goal was to show this time period in a way that readers would understand what life was like and the sacrifices people had to make during this time.

6. Do you have any WIP that you might want to share with us?
Yes! I’m currently marketing a romantic suspense set in the Florida Everglades. What a fun setting to research.

7. When you have a moment to sit down and breathe, what do you do to unwind?
My favorite hobby (if that’s a good description of it), is going to the beach. I grew up at the Jersey shore, so I love going to the beach in the summer as well as the winter! I also love enjoying time with my family. We love to kayak and go hiking.

8. What authors are in your TBR pile?
The next two books I have in my TBR pile are: Mary Ricksen’s, “Tripping Through Time” and Lisa Scottoline’s “Dirty Blonde”.

9. Do you have any tips for those aspiring authors out there?
Keep writing and keep dreaming! Keep that goal in your mind every time you sit down to write. Before you know it, your book will be on the shelf!

Thank you so much for having me as a guest today!

A Daughter's Promise by Christine Clemetson

Christine Clemetson – A Daughter’s Promise

A Daughter’s Promise, by debut novelist Christine Clemetson, is a sweeping love story of sacrifice and unexpected hope. In war torn Italy, 1944, Serene Moneto made a promise to her dying mother—a promise so haunting that it directs the course of her life. When she chooses to save an American soldier from death, she risks everything—her name, her life, and capture by the Germans. Finding forbidden love with this soldier tears her world apart. Against the backdrop of a war raging right outside her door, can she choose happiness? Despite the promise she made those years ago?
See the trailer at

They both knew Serene’s turn had come. She took in a deep breath and touched his arms in a stiff embrace. She hugged him the way she had rehearsed in her head over and over, the way a mother would hug her son going off to war.

“I don’t care who sees,” he said gruffly, pulling her closer. He pushed her chin up with his
fingertips, and bent his head to kiss her.

She took his lips, his body, all of him, into her heart for the last time. Feeling the rapid beating in his chest, she fought the urge to mold her most intimate part against his.

When their lips parted, his warm breath on her neck made her body shiver. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buried her face into his jacket. “I’m not ashamed about
what I said to you last night or what happened between us.” Her voice cracked. “It’s a sin, I know, but it was the most beautiful—”

“Ashamed? I don’t think I’ll ever have that kind of love again.”

Trembling, she stood back a little, clinging to her emotions with the delicacy of a spider web. “But you were right. We made the most logical decision.”

“Jesus, Serry. I want to tell you so bad that I—”

“You’re all set, then?” Sam said, coming back into the house.

Serene let go of Miles, letting her one finger intertwine with one of his pinky fingers. She couldn’t let him go.

Slowly, he released her and went to the door, putting one foot on the outside pavement before hesitating and turning back. His eyes were red, and she clutched the stair banister to keep from running to him. How much she loved him would be a secret
she’d take to the grave.

Carrying a bottle of whiskey, Marcus passed him at the door and gave him a friendly slap on the back. “I came to give you a goodbye, Coulson.”

Serene stood up straight and froze.

Miles jerked himself away. “Change of heart about me?”

His answer was Marcus’ deep kiss on Serene’s cheek and an arm around her waist. “I realized, Coulson, that I’m proud of her for taking the responsibility for you. I thought it was about time that I offered my apologies for the undiplomatic way I acted. We’re all in this for a cause, no? Why don’t we share a bottle to celebrate?”

“No, your change of heart doesn’t rub me the right way.” Miles offered an apologetic glance to Serene and then shifted his gaze back to Marcus. “You hurt her, and I’ll hurt you. You understand me?”

“Have a safe trip,” Marcus drawled.

Serene watched the driver help him in and her knees weakened. As the truck’s engine started, she braced herself against the wall.

“Don’t worry. Serene. Just think of this as a wedding present from me. No more worries about your American. He is well now and gone for good. Your only thanks is to marry me.”

She couldn’t hear him. Her throat ached and she made no effort to wipe the tears spilling freely from her eyes. She started for the door, but he grabbed her by the shoulders.