Friday, December 27, 2013



I'm so pleased to have back on my blog my wonderful friend, Joya Fields. She just released the third book in her HAUNTING AT INNER HARBOR series, SIDELINED AFTERLIFE and I had to share it with you.  SIDELINED AFTERLIFE is a contemporary romance with a ghostly twist.


Psychic and medium Veronica Matthews hates being able to communicate with the dead and the nearly departed.  What good is it if she can’t lead the police to the victims of violent crimes before they die? But when her neighbor comes to her for help, she’s torn—until she understands that the ghost haunting him is more dangerous than any she’s encountered….After losing his wife in a tragic accident, ER doctor Hunter Anderson’s only solace is his work and a ghost is jeopardizing that. Turning to his neighbor seems like his only choice, but spending time with the passionate woman, and her sassy attitude, might do more than save his life…She can’t risk her heart. He’s afraid to love and lose again. Can a ghost help these two souls to live again? 


“I am an idiot. The biggest idiot ever. If you want me to pierce something for you, to prove I’m an idiot, I have some sterilized instruments upstairs in my apartment.”
   Her tongue poked against her cheek, signaling a laugh that wanted to erupt. Suddenly, he really wanted to be the one who could make her laugh. “Maybe I could do your lower lip?”
   Her short laugh erupted. A sweet, melodic sound that filled the small apartment.
   His gaze stayed on that full mouth and he lifted his fingers closer, compelled to touch her.      She stared at him with wide eyes as he traced the corner of her mouth lightly with his finger.
   “I’m a liar. I could never tarnish something as beautiful as this.”
Christ. What a line. Where had those words come from? But he meant it.
   Her breath was hot against his finger as he traced the line of her lower lip. Her gaze held his. His stomach growled again, breaking the spell, and she blinked and leaned against the sofa.
   “You know what? We never had dessert,” she said.
He had room for dessert. But not the food kind. He swallowed to quell his appetite for her. “Uh…how about I make an ice cream run? Then we’ll get to work.” Enough of this temptation. He needed to get away from her, from this pull she had on his body and emotions.

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Joya’s Bio:

     Joya Fields has had over 100 stories and articles published in local and national magazines. Her debut novel, a romantic suspense, was a NJRW GOLDEN LEAF WINNER FOR BEST FIRST BOOK OF 2012 and was nominated for RT Book Reviews 2012 Indie Press/Self-Published Contemporary Romance award. Since then, she’s published four more books with even more on the way.

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Wednesday, December 11, 2013


Happy Wednesday Everyone, 

Today, I'm honored to have one of my favorite people, Robyn Neeley back on my blog to help us all get into the holiday mood. Robyn isn't just here to tell us about her wonderful new Christmas love story, CHRISTMAS DINNER,  but she brought us all a gift. FUDGE! Well, to be more exact, she's sharing her fabulous fudge recipe with us. How I wish I can make a patch and post it for all my marvelous viewers. But since technology hasn't quite caught up with the replicator from Star Trek just yet, the recipe is going to have to do. 

Welcome back, Robyn.  I can't think of anything better than sitting back on a cold, snowy day with a couple pieces of your fudge and losing myself in a wonderful Christmas romance like CHRISTMAS DINNER. I hope everyone enjoys meeting Amanda and Tate, and watching them fall in love during the most wonderful time of year. 

Delicious Holiday Fudge!

2/3 cups evaporated milk

2 cups sugar

1 square of baker’s chocolate 

1 stick margarine or butter 

4 Hershey candy bars 

½ cup of nuts 

1 tsp.vanilla

Stir first three ingredients well and bring to a boil.
Boil for three minutes. Add margarine or butter the last 1 1/2 minutes stirring all the timeTake fudge from heat and stir in Hershey bars (broken up) and nuts. Beat until thick, add vanilla and pour in an 8 x 8 buttered pan. Add nuts to the top if you’d like. Put in the refrigerator until set, then cut into squares.

About Christmas Dinner

News anchor Amanda Turner used to love everything about the holidays—the eggnog sugar cookies, the tacky family Christmas sweaters, and a lawn decorated with so many multi-colored lights that 747s could land safely. That is until her boyfriend dumped her in front of the whole town on Christmas Eve. Humiliated, she fled her small town start a new life. Two years later, she’s finally ready to return to the scene of the emotional crime, until she learns that her ex is engaged. Now, the only thing worse than going home is going home single.
Tate Ryan, her tall, dark, and arrogant co-anchor, offers to pose as her boyfriend. There’s one problem, though: they barely like each other, and he recently scooped her story on live TV. But she needs a ride home and a boyfriend fast, so Tate will have to do.
As she watches Tate interact with her family and town residents, fully embracing the spirit of the holiday season, she starts to see his kindhearted side. She can’t help but wonder if she was wrong about him. Perhaps he isn’t the conniving co-worker that she once thought. And her new feelings for him would definitely put her on the naughty list.
Tate has his own agenda for the weekend that includes telling Amanda he’s been in love with her since the first time they met. He’s ready to reveal all during Christmas dinner but fate has other plans.
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Robyn Neeley

Robyn Neeley is an East Coaster who loves to explore new places; watches way more reality TV than she cares to admit; can’t live without Dunkin Donuts coffee and has never met a cookie she didn’t like. If you have a must read romance suggestion or a fabulous cookie recipe, she wants to know. Visit her at

Enjoy an Excerpt from Christmas Dinner!

           "I'll have another, please." Amanda waved her empty wine glass and glanced up at the mounted television. Their explosive local story had made national news. "I really need to get out of this town," she muttered.

             "Excuse me?" The bartender picked up her glass. He was wearing a Santa hat.

             "Oh, nothing." She pointed at his head, changing the subject. "Do they make you wear that?"

             "Nah, I just like to get into the Christmas spirit." He grabbed a bottle of wine, refilling her glass.

             "Christmas spirit," she echoed dryly. She remembered that feeling. It was only two years ago that it was her favorite time of year-two heartbreaking years. "Thanks."

             She took a long gulp and went back to brooding over Brad's status update. What if she ran into him and his fiancée this weekend? Oh, God. What if she knew her?

             "Hey, Santa, think you could bring me a boyfriend to take home this weekend?" she asked sarcastically. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a flicker of a man in a suit. She knew its owner immediately.

             "Why, Ace, are you taking resumes?"

             She spun around and shook her head. Tate had taken the empty seat next to her. Her knees briefly touched his. "What the- where did you come from? Are you following me now?" She drank her wine. "I hate you," she mumbled.

             "I'll take that as a no." He pointed to her fresh glass. "I see you're celebrating. Mind if I join you?"             

             She pushed off her seat. "Sorry, I was just leaving." Her legs wobbled, and she felt a little tipsy. When had she become such a lightweight? She sat down to regain her equilibrium. "On second thought, I was here first."

             The bartender came over. "Sir, can I get you anything?"

             "A stocking full of coal would be appropriate," Amanda interjected sweetly. She glared at Tate and raised her finger directly at a group of women on the other side of the bar who were looking their way. She suspected they were gushing over Tate. Most women did.

             "See that cougar in the tight sequined silver top and black hooker stilettos? I'm sure she's one of your fans. I'd bet my paycheck she'd love to have the great Tate Ryan make her night."

             Tate nodded to the woman and pulled Amanda's arm down. She felt his hand linger.

             "I think I'll pass." He signaled the bartender and said, "Hey, buddy, could I get a Manhattan?" Then he turned back to Amanda. "Okay, talk to me, Mandy. Why so glum?"

             "Don't call me that. My brother calls me Mandy, and I'm angry with him right now, too." She stood once again and reached for her purse, determined this time to get away from her co-anchor. "I think I'll get a table-for one. Merry Christmas, Tate," she said flatly.

             She walked over to the dining area and scanned the room for an empty table. There was one near the window. She plopped down in a chair.

             Tate sauntered over.

             "Oh, no. No, no." She raised her hand in protest. "You are not sitting here."

             "Look, you can't still be angry with me for what happened earlier."

             "Why can't I?"
            "Ace, you know I didn't sabotage you." He pulled out a chair and took a seat.

            Amanda sighed. "I know."

             "Listen, let's order some dinner. My treat. I'm starving, and I'll bet you are, too. We'll eat, and you can tell me why you're here drowning your sorrows because this can't all be my fault. Start from the beginning. I'm a great listener." He scrolled through his iPhone. "Was it really that bad of a day?" he asked, glancing up.

             "You can't be serious. You did not just ask me that."

             Tate shrugged. "It's one story. There will be others."

             "Not like this one."

            "You really believe that?"

            Amanda shrugged. "I don't know what I think anymore. Let's just order. Will you promise to leave me alone after we eat?"

             "Deal. Okay, where to begin? All right, why do you hate me? No. Wait." Tate jerked his hand up in the air in a halt. "Don't answer that. Let's start with a softball question. Why do you hate the holidays?" He grabbed the other menu on the table.

             "I don't hate the holidays."

             Tate smirked. "Amanda, you pretty much tell anyone who wishes you a Merry Christmas to go to hell."

             "That's not true."

            "Not to mention I had to twist your arm for you to do the kick-off story on this year's toy drive."

            "That hardly makes me a scrooge. I agreed to it, didn't I?"

            He pointed at the window. "Speaking of toys, did you see that huge Santa and sleigh on the flatbed truck in the parking lot? It's filled with all kinds of fun things. What do you think they're doing with all those toys?"

            Amanda followed his gaze out the window. In the darkness, she could just make out a life-size Santa and sleigh. God, she hated sleighs.

             She could also see Tate's reflection in the glass. The man certainly knew how to wear a suit. Why did he have to be so incredibly good looking? His eyes met hers, causing her cheeks to warm. She glanced away and reached for the breadbasket. "Does it really matter?"

             "I'm just trying to lighten the mood." He flipped his menu to the other side.

             She sighed. He was right. It was common knowledge around the station that she wasn't a big fan of the holidays.

             "You're right. I do get somewhat uptight this time of year," she admitted. "I was planning on going home tomorrow, but now I don't know-"

             Tate looked up and interrupted. "You're not going home for Christmas? Why?"

             "I don't know what to do. My mother will kill me if I don't. My older sister's about to have a baby."

             "Everything okay?"

             "With her, yes. It's just I received some unsettling news about my ghost from Christmas past."


            "Never mind." She slid back in her chair and took a drink. "It's just hard to be single during the holidays, I guess."

            Tate studied her. "I wouldn't have pegged you as the type of woman who gets down in the dumps for being single this time of year."

             "I'm not." She paused. "Well, maybe I am a little. You think you're headed down this precise path to achieving all of your carefully planned out goals-good grades, great college, solid career, the guy, perfect marriage, great sex-"

             "Why, Ace, I could help you with that last goal."

             Amanda rolled her eyes. Of course he could. She continued, "Adorable kids and a nice house." She sat up in her chair. "Don't get me wrong. I'm happy in Wilmington. I've got a wonderful career, good friends, and my beautiful beachside condo bought and paid for. It's just . . . I don't know. You think everything is on track and then a-"

             "Teleprompter jams," he finished.

             Her eyes started to water. "Something like that." She immediately looked out the window to hide the evidence. Tate could not see her cry.

             "So how long has it been since you've been home?"

             "Two years." Amanda grabbed a piece of bread and broke it apart.

             "That's nothing. What's kept you away?"

            "Long story." Amanda grimaced and shoved the bread in her mouth.

            "Might help to talk about it."

             She swallowed. "If you must know, my boyfriend of five years dumped me two years ago on Christmas Eve in front of all my family and friends."


             "Tell me about it." She picked up her glass and swung it up in the air. "Then I get a text tonight telling me to check my Facebook, and guess what?" she asked, her voice rising. She didn't wait for Tate to respond. "The bastard's getting married!" She slammed her glass down. "Freakin' engaged."

            "Is it really the end of the world?" Tate motioned for the waiter to bring Amanda a glass of water.

             "Clearly you've never been in a relationship."

             "You just said you were happy here."

             "I am."

             "Are you still in love with him?"

             "No." She shook her head. "He might have broken up with me, but I realized we really weren't meant to be. It's just . . ."

            "Just what?"

             Amanda stared at Tate. Why was he so interested in her love life? "I guess I don't understand why Brad gets to have his happy ending before me. Two years ago he didn't want it." Her eyes watered. This time she couldn't hide the evidence as one tear slid down her cheek. "At least not with me."

             Tate grabbed a napkin from the table dispenser and handed it to Amanda. "Let's turn this around."

             "How?" She sniffed, dabbing her eyes.

             "Okay, here's how I see it. Your sister is radiantly pregnant and about to pop out your mother's first grandchild. Is your brother in a relationship?"

             "Yes, with my best friend from high school."

            "I see.  It's all making sense. There you will be at Christmas dinner, sandwiched between both couples. You have a great career and some would say a pretty good life here down south, but the humiliation of what happened with Brad will be the unspoken elephant in the room all weekend. Am I painting an accurate picture?"

             With each stroke of his verbal brush, he certainly was. "I think you should order your dinner to go," she said icily. It had obviously been a bad idea to share her love life with Tate.

             "I think I can help-no, I know I can help you."

             "Help me? How?"

             "If you brought a new man home, it would show everyone that you've moved on."

             "Maybe, but it's not like I can rent one." She thought for a second-could she?

             "No need." Tate reached for his drink and took a sip. "You can take me-free of charge."

            Amanda studied Tate. Was she hearing things?

            "Take me home with you and introduce me as your boyfriend. I'll fill that seat at Christmas dinner this year."

             "I was kidding with the bartender." Amanda scoffed. The idea of bringing home a handsome boyfriend was intriguing. It would prove to everyone she was over Brad and past the humiliating breakup. But this was Tate. Handsome, yes. Her boyfriend? She didn't think so. He rattled her on most days. They'd never pull it off.

Hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks

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Monday, December 2, 2013


I'm so excited for this pre-Christmas sale on the book that started the series. Lily of the Nile is now, for a limited time only, on sale for all e-readers for only $3.99.
With almost 400 5-star reviews on Goodreads, this first book in the series is on sale in anticipation of the imminent release of Daughters of the Nile, on December 3rd, so if you start reading now, you'll be all caught up!

Cover for Lily of the Nile, by Stephanie Dray

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With her parents dead, the daughter of Cleopatra and Mark Antony is left at the mercy of her Roman captors. Heir to one empire and prisoner of another, it falls to Princess Selene to save her brothers and reclaim what is rightfully hers…
In the aftermath of Alexandria’s tragic fall, Princess Selene is taken from Egypt, the only home she’s ever known. Along with her two surviving brothers, she’s put on display as a war trophy in Rome. Selene’s captors mock her royalty and drag her through the streets in chains, but on the brink of death, the children are spared as a favor to the emperor’s sister, who takes them to live as hostages in the so-called lamentable embassy of royal orphans…
Now trapped in a Roman court of intrigue that reviles her heritage and suspects her faith, Selene can’t hide the hieroglyphics that carve themselves into her flesh. Nor can she stop the emperor from using her for his own political ends. But faced with a new and ruthless Caesar who is obsessed with having a Cleopatra of his very own, Selene is determined honor her mother’s lost legacy. The magic of Egypt and Isis remain within her. But can she succeed where her mother failed? And what will it cost her in a political game where the only rule is win or die?
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013



After artfully arbitrating her return from the dead, Max Logan considers her experience with the afterlife a thing of the past. But Max’s success as a temporary Superintendent of Spiritual Impediment was no accident as she discovers when the permanent SSI shows up in the middle of the night to reveal that Max has a genetic predisposition to a supernatural calling. When Max’s ex-husband and current boyfriend, Roger-the-Proctologist is lost in a plane crash due to an inept Reaper gone rogue, Max has no choice but to venture back into the sweet hereafter in an attempt to rescue him. Throw in a freak blizzard, a hot Grim Reaper, and the last person on Earth Max would choose to save, and Max will be lucky to escape before her time runs out and she becomes a permanent resident of the Between.

Genre: Paranormal/FantasyPublisher: Whiskey Creek PressRelease Date: January 2014

Sharon Saracino

All roads lead to happily ever after, some just have a few unexpected turns!

Sharon Saracino resides in the anthracite coal country of Pennsylvania with her long suffering husband, funny and talented son, and two insane dogs. When she is not reading, writing, or enjoying photography and genealogy, she brews limoncello, dreams of living in Italy and works as a Certified Registered Rehabilitation Nurse.

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Thursday, November 14, 2013


Happy Thursday, everyone,

Today, I'm delight to introduce you to one of my fellow Crimson Romance authors, Winter Austin. 

Monday was a big day for Winter. She just released her third book in her Degrees of Darkness series, REVENGE. 

Here is a short blurb: 

In New Orleans, justice is best served with a heavy dose of revenge, and Remy LeBeau intends to tip the scales in his favor. For good.

Forced to take a mandatory vacation from the Dallas PD, Remy leaves his girlfriend, Cody, to protect her from what’s to come. If there’s to be any chance for a normal future for the two of them, he has to face his enemies and finish what they started—alone.

Cody Lewis gave up on someone once before, but not this time. She needs to come to terms with Remy’s past and her own as she seeks him out among the historic and deadly streets of New Orleans. But she got more than she bargained for. Those who oppose her will find you don’t get in the way of a determined Texan; especially a woman in love.

As Remy closes in on the nameless faces who have controlled his life for too long, his ability to save himself and those closest to him is tested, putting everyone he cares for in grave danger. And this time, Cody may face the reality of his death.

In the Degrees of Darkness series, we get to follow hot, sizzling, hero, Detective Remy LeBeau and his sexy heroine, Cody Lewis. Winter refers to Cody as a cowgirl because she spends her days on the rodeo circuit. She is actually a world class professional barrel racer and freak'n amazing on the back of a horse. As for our hero, not only is Remy LeBeau's name sexy. This guy should come with a hot warning. When he gets his French on, well ladies, watch out. Be prepared to drool over over the page.

But what makes this couple so fun to read about? I asked Winter to give my readers a list of why she loves to write about Remy and Cody.

10 Reasons Why Remy and Cody
Are a Fantastic Couple

  • They’re two of the most stubborn people I’ve had the pleasure of writing. Just when there’s a breakthrough in their relationship, one or the other does something to irk the other one. Usually clamming up about something from their pasts.

  •  Because they’re so stubborn Remy and Cody refuse to give up on their relationship. As screwed up as it seems, they both know they were meant for each other. And that means nothing will come between them. Not even their preconceived notions.

  • Cody is the opposite of the type of woman Remy is used to being with. She’s brash, quick-tempered, and a fighter. She won’t sit back and let him be the hero all the time. But she’s enough of a woman to realize sometimes she can’t do it alone.

  • Remy is the kind of man Cody isn’t used to dealing with. He’s broken and carries such deep scars he usually misses the forest for the trees. But he has an uncontrollable urge to protect her at all costs.

  • They have a give and take that at times is loaded with humor. Life for them is serious: Remy as a homicide detective where he sees death on a daily basis. Cody as a woman coping with tragedy in her life and trying to find her place in the world. Both use their humor to deflect and also connect with each other.

  • The sexual tension between them sizzles.

  • Remy is willing to step outside his comfort zone for Cody. And she for him.

  • Remy’s cynicism is enough to drive Cody completely mad. He refuses to see the good side to life, and Cody’s faith won’t let her give up on it. One day someone will win this argument and Remy has a sinking feeling it won’t be him.

  • Culture clashes big time between them. Remy’s Cajun background and charm make him laid back, but his job as a cop combats with his upbringing—and Cody’s Texas spirit. Cody is a Texan down to her roots, hard work and a mile-wide streak of independence drive her, but she’s not one to pass up a good time.

  • Neither one of them shies away from danger. And a good thing too, since danger always seems to find them.

I can't thank Winter enough for stopping by today.  I love Remy and Cody and can't wait to get my hands on her new release, REVENGE. Just in case you are interest in reading the series from the beginning, I have given you a short blurb of each book and of course the buy links below. If you have any questions for Winter, she will love to answer them... so PLEASE don't be shy. Just clink on the tiny pencil below. 

Hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks
In the Shadow of Greed
In the Shadow of Evil

Blurb for Relentless
Dallas homicide detective Remy LeBeau trusts no one. He hides from a past that could kill him and anyone involved with him. What he’s not prepared for is the return of an elusive serial killer . . . and an unwanted desire to protect a witness at all costs.

Professional barrel racer Cody Lewis’s dream of being top in the nation is within reach until she discovers a murdered woman in her horse trailer. The event pulls her into the sickening world of the Rodeo Sweethearts serial killer—a madman who terrorized Dallas’s rodeo circuit five years prior and is now back for more. But what’s worse is that Cody fits the profile of the Rodeo Sweetheart victims. . . .

As Remy dives into the investigation, he uncovers secrets of a botched investigation and a tight-lipped boss, while attracting unwanted attention from the killer. Battling his partner, his attraction to Cody, and the demons of his past, catching the killer could cost Remy everything. Even Cody’s life.

Blurb for Retribution
Called to the homicide of a Dallas criminal lawyer, Detective Remy LeBeau stares at a scene that drags him back into his past. To another murdered lawyer in New Orleans. A case that put Remy on a collision course with death.

Cody Lewis struggles with the horrific memories of her kidnapping and the need to numb the pain. The battle she puts up causes her to avoid Remy and their undetermined relationship. But the flashbacks and nightmares are proving more potent than Cody thought and she’s having a harder time resisting the cravings for alcohol.

As the case takes a turn in revealing a professional assassin is behind the death, Remy begins to make decisions that could cost him his job and Cody. Because the deeper he sinks, the closer the enemies of his past come to finding him.

Here is a brief bio on about Winter Austin as well as where you can find more about her.

Winter Austin was once asked by her husband if he could meet some of the people who took residence in her head. She warned they weren't all
characters he wanted to meet, as killers walked among them. Needless to
say, that conversation ended abruptly.

A lifelong Mid-West gal, Winter swears she should have been born in the
South, Texas or Louisiana preferably. But then she’d miss the snowy winters.

Dividing her day between her four children and their various activities, a
growing pet population, and her Beta-with-Alpha-tendencies Hero, Winter
manages to find time to write chilling thrillers between loads of laundry.

Don’t worry. You won’t find any of her mouthwatering culinary dishes
poisoned. Unless you’re one of her fictional creations


Friday, November 8, 2013


Happy Friday, Everyone!

Today, I'm so excited to tell you about a book new release from my friend, critique partner and chapter mate, Janet Mullany. Janet writes wonderful, witty, sizzling-off-the-page erotic historical romances that will take you on a crazy ride. A CERTAIN LATITUDE is now available on Amazon today. A brief synopsis is below as well as where you can find more about Janet. I've twisted her arm and talked her into an interview later this month. In the meantime, click on the link below and enjoy a fun read!

1800—Allan Pendale, lawyer and the youngest son of the Earl of Frensham, is bound by ship for the West Indies, to impart the news to his estranged father that his mother has died.  But he also has another mission—to find out the truth of his origins. Miss Clarissa Onslowe is also on board, traveling to take up the role of governess to the daughter of the wealthy planter Mr. Lemarchand. There is nothing to keep her in England. An indiscretion five years before led to her reputation being ruined; her abolitionist family has disowned her and no gentleman would marry her now. But now she seeks redemption with her family by revealing the truth about the miserable lives of the slaves who work on the sugar plantations. Clarissa’s previous encounter with love has left her aroused and restless, and Allan is a man for whom lust is a daily pastime; thrown together belowdecks during the long sea voyage, they embark on a sensual odyssey where no desire is left untested. But if they thought their exploration and ecstasy could not be bettered, then there are more pleasures to be taken and boundaries to be broken at their island destination—where “March” Lemarchand, sugar king and master of seduction, awaits them both… A marvel of sex, smarts, and wit—Pam Rosenthal/Molly WeatherfieldUnabashedly wicked … titillating, witty, and very, very sexy—Colette GaleA torrid, twisting tale of a trio bound together by love, lust and tropical latitudes. Scorching!—Maggie Robinson



 Janet Mullany grew up in England and has worked as an archaeologist, performing arts administrator, classical music radio announcer, bookseller, and editor, and unexpectedly became a writer eleven years ago.  She speaks on such diverse topics as Georgian servants, the English abolitionist movement, the black and Jewish populations of Regency London,  how to incorporate humor into romance, and how to write hot historicals. She lives outside Washington, DC where she reads voraciously and teaches a cat manners.

Have a wonderful day and hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks

In the Shadow of Greed

In the Shadow of Evil

Saturday, October 19, 2013


Hi everyone,

I have a little self-promotion to tell you about. My debut novel, IN THE SHADOW OF GREED has been selected by Amazon as a KINDLE DAILY DEAL today ONLY.

What does that mean?

Saturday, October 19 2013, IN THE SHADOW OF GREED will be on sale for ONLY .99 CENTS! This is a rare opportunity to check out the first book in my Shadow series at a price that may never come around again. 

I just love Dr. Sarah Tu and Jason McNeil. I posted a blurb and an excerpt below. If you decide to give IN THE SHADOW OF GREED a try, thank you! I really hope you enjoy the read. Have a wonderful weekend,

Hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks

In the Shadow of Greed
In the Shadow of Evil

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Here is the blurb for IN THE SHADOW OF GREED:


Brilliant cryptologist Dr. Sarah Tu races against time to block the most dangerous Internet malware ever created, a botnet called QUALNTO. While Sarah is closed off in her computer lab, her sister, Hanna, is brutally attacked and left in a coma. As Sarah reels with guilt over not being there for her sister, a web of deception closes in threatening her and everyone she loves.Hanna’s condition is misleading. In her coma state, she is able to build a psychic bridge with FBI Special Agent Jason McNeil. Her cryptic messages plague Jason to keep Sarah safe.Tough and street-smart Jason McNeil doesn’t believe in visions or telepathic messages, and he fights the voice inside his head. His first impression of Dr. Sarah Tu is another stiletto wearing ice-dragon on the war path―until he witnesses her façade crumble after seeing her sister’s bloody, tortured body. Jason’s protective instinct kicks in. He falls for Sarah―hard.When an extremely dangerous arms dealer and cybercriminal discovers that Sarah blocked his botnet, he kidnaps Sarah. Placed in an impossible position, will she destroy the botnet to protect national security or release it to save the man she loves?


Here is an Excerpt for In the Shadow of Greed

He thinks I’m dead. Sarah’s coming. Help her!
The voice quivered inside Jason’s head. He pushed away from the pillar and froze. No one was there. His gaze fell back to the woman in the bed. His eyes narrowed and he clenched his jaw, biting down so hard, pain shot up his inner ear.
The next instant, a petite woman with long, straight, raven hair and the most beautiful, hazel eyes he had ever seen charged through the trauma unit. A security officer followed close behind and grabbed her arm, stopping her from moving any farther into the restricted area.
Jason stared at the woman in the bed and back to the woman by the door. He knew, without a doubt, her name was Sarah. His mind raced for an explanation.
“Ma’am, you can’t be back here.” The guard tried to pull Sarah back through the doors.
Sarah yanked out of his hold. The expression on her face was intense, unyielding. “Like hell I can’t. My sister is here. She needs me.”
The charge nurse moved from behind a counter of the nurse’s station and stood next to the security officer. “How can I help you?”
The nurse’s low, gentle voice seemed to have a soothing effect on Sarah. “Hanna Tu.” Her voice shuddered.Jason couldn’t take his eyes off Hanna’s sister. In an instant, she transformed from a stiletto wearing, ice-dragon on the war path—just the kind of woman he disliked—into a frightened, desperate woman whose vulnerabilities brought out his protective instinct.
As her eyes wildly searched the trauma unit, the nurse reached for Sarah’s arm and guided her toward the doors.
“We’re still assessing your sister’s condition. I’ll have one of the doctors come talk to you in the waiting room as soon as they can. She’s in good hands, I promise you.” “I need to see her. I need to know she’s okay. The police wouldn’t allow me into her apartment. No one has told me anything. There was so much blood.” She sucked in a deep breath as tears clouded her eyes. “Please let me see her for a moment.”
Her eyes narrowed on the cubicle surrounded by a curtain. One of the nurses moved the fabric aside and left carrying a tray of vials. Sarah’s gaze fell on her sister. “Oh God! Hanna!”
She took a step toward her sister, but her body began to tremble and her knees buckled. Jason rushed forward and caught her as her body collapsed. With one arm wrapped around her waist, he used his other hand to lift the badge that hung around his neck and flashed it at the nurse. “She’s with me.”
He then found an empty chair away from a direct view of the cubicle and lowered Sarah into it. He knelt, keeping his arm around her. Her body shook violently and she gasped for air. The charge nurse brought over a cup of water and handed it to Jason. He brought it to Sarah’s lips.“Drink, Sarah, it will help.”
She sipped the water and closed her eyes, taking in several deep breaths. “W-who hurt her? W-why?”
“We don’t know, but we’ll find out. He’ll pay for this.”
Sarah finally glanced up at him and pulled away. “Who are you?”And the ice-dragon’s back. Jason clenched his jaw to keep a smile from spreading across his face. He couldn’t put his finger on the why, but this woman intrigued him. “Detective Jason McNeil.”“Why are you here and not out finding the person who hurt my sister?”
Don’t let her push you away. She needs you, we need you.Jason was taken aback by the weak, small voice in his head. What the hell was going on? Finding his voice, he said, “Someone tried to kill your sister.” He glanced toward Hanna’s cubicle. A crushing anger boiled up from deep within his gut. “The guy who attacked her has killed at least three other times we know about and he didn’t mean to leave Hanna alive. I’m not giving him a chance to finish the job.”Oh God, he’s here… He’s here! Don’t let him near Sarah! 

Monday, October 7, 2013


Happy Monday everyone,

I thought I would welcome the Fall with open arms by giving my blog it's seasonal face lift. I don't know if you have notices, but I love changing the backdrop to celebrate the new season.

 Fall is such a beautiful time of year in Maryland. I grew up in south Texas and I didn't experience a change of seasons until I married and moved to Maryland. I still remember my first real fall. My husband and I had only been married for just over a month. We spent our weekends driving throughout Maryland, exploring the numerous parks and trails. I must have collected a hundred leaves. I even shipped a box home to my mom who used to tell us about fall in Maine. I had never seem anything so beautiful. 

 Happy Fall everyone. Let me know what you think of the new look then get outside and enjoy the crisp, fresh air. Don't allow nature's beauty to pass you by. 

Hugs to all,

Nancy C. Weeks

In the Shadow of Greed

In the Shadow of Evil

Wednesday, October 2, 2013


Good morning, everyone,

I'm so excited for Traci Douglass and her new release, Seal of Awakening that I just wanted to share it with all of you. Seal of Awakening will be released October 28, 2013 and it's definitely going on my to read list. Check it out...

Embrace the geek, save the world…
Socially awkward geneticist Quinn Strickland has willingly forgone the pleasures in life to reach her career objectives. Alone and approaching thirty, she uses her independence to mitigate any risk of a broken heart. Her strategy works until the day a handsome stranger bursts into her lab and her orderly plans shoot straight to Hades. He claims to be her personal divine protector, a powerful, ancient warrior sent to defend a prophetic time bomb existing within her own genetic code. The Scion’s alpha-geek Wyck is offered the opportunity of his immortal lifetime as head of his own covert operation. He arrives at a Colorado lab expecting starched white coats and sterile surroundings—not a redheaded spitfire in charge of both his project and his libido. His skills have carried him from the battlefields of ancient England to the pits of Hell and he has no plans to be felled by one woman, regardless of her shag-worthy charms. Divine duty requires him to protect the apocalyptic Seal encrypted within Quinn’s DNA, but his heart has other ideas. When his personal feelings interfere with his age-old vendetta, he’s forced to decide between desire and retribution.

Link to add Seal of Awakening to your Goodreads TBR list:

Where you can find more about Traci Douglass and her books.

Traci, here is wishing you a wonderful release day. I loved the first books in this series and can't wait to read this one.

I hope everyone has a great day. Be nice to one another.

((Hugs to all))

Nancy C. Weeks

Author of In the Shadow of GreedIn the Shadow of Evil