Hello friends! In case you’re wondering why there are no beasties, wandering phantoms or legendary creatures in this post, Mythical Monday has been usurped temporarily. I had a post all set to go on the Mary Celeste, and then stumbled over an unexpected delivery: TWELFTH SUN arrived early!
The end of last week, my new contemporary romance/mystery popped up on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo, and will be available for purchase on iBooks this Thursday. I was in a quandary if I should wait to announce it and ride the August release wave I had planned, or giddily jump up and down (okay, I did that part) and blab about it early.
I decided to blab. 🙂
Several people have told me they’ve already purchased it, and are reading the book, so it seemed silly to hold off and not scream the news from the rooftops (which, by the way I’m terrified of heights, but mentally clambered up there with a bullhorn).
So rather than telling the tale of the Mary Celeste as I had planned (I’m saving that for later), I’m here to share my good news with you! If you’re intrigued by an older woman/younger man romance, like mystery interwoven with your romantic fun, and enjoy the idea of a treasure hunt, please give TWELFTH SUN a try! I’ll be kicking off a two-month blog tour beginning in August, but in the meantime, I’m doing the happy dance over the release of my second book! I’m now a multi-published author.
Wow! That’s still sinking in! 🙂
Reagan Cassidy is settled in her life. She has a thriving interior design firm, an upscale condo, two cats, and a goldfish. As a favor to her uncle, she agrees to team up with his marine archeologist friend to validate and retrieve a nineteenth-century journal, reputedly that of a passenger aboard the doomed schooner Twelfth Sun. Finding a hunky twenty-five-year-old coming out of the shower in her hotel room wasn’t part of the deal, but it’s hard to complain…
Dr. Elijah Cross is cocky and he knows it. He enjoys trading barbs with the lovely Reagan. Barbs, and some innuendo. He can tell she’d rather get back home to her business than stick around for the extended treasure hunt they’ve been talked into, but he’s fine with the situation. At least, until the “clues” start getting personal.
Reagan finds Dr. Gorgeous is as skilled in matters of the heart as he is behind the lectern. Throw in a series of clues which mean more to Elijah than he’ll explain, several odd-ball competitors out to win the journal, a saboteur, and a lavish seaside mansion, and Reagan has enough trouble keeping her head straight, let alone her heart.
WARNING: Younger man, older woman, nautical riddles and romance.