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 No Sweat Pants Allowed – Wine Club

1/28/2015

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I'm always happy to welcome the wonderful Jan Romes to the blog! Jan writes fun, romantic stories filled with character that you can't help but love!  Check out her newest release,  No Sweat Pants Allowed – Wine Club!
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‘A Note from Jan…

As many of you know, my genre is romance. I’ve decided to also take the plunge into women’s fiction with this book. This story has been bouncing through my thoughts for a long time and I decided it was time to breathe life into the characters who were begging for attention.

 No Sweat Pants Allowed – Wine Club is Elaina Samuels’ story but it couldn’t happen without Tawny Westerfield, Stephanie Mathews and Grace Cordray.

Life has given them lemons, but the lemonade they make is darn tasty. Their journeys to get life right-side-up are hilarious and heartrending, sarcastic and sassy. They deliver mayhem and mischief, and a few powerful messages, too. 

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention, Stony, the adorable Siberian Husky who tries to steal the show on more than one occasion.

Let the fun begin!
Love,
Jan

Blurb:

Suddenly single, in her forties, and eager to do what it takes to start over, Elaina Samuels meets three women with similar circumstances at a cash-for-gold event. They quickly become friends and form the No Sweat Pants Allowed – Wine Club. This newly found alliance brings about some humorous escapades, a few tears, and a bond so strong no man can break as they try to cling to the past and finally step out of their comfort zones to find a happiness they thought they’d never feel again.

 
Opening scene:

Sandwiched between two very large guys – one who smelled like he’d eaten a dozen cloves of garlic, the other who must’ve bathed in beer – Elaina Samuels, checked her watch, shifted from foot to foot, and finally inhaled; not because she wanted to, but a girl could only hold her breath for so long before turning blue and passing out.

Leaning around the wide back of garlic-man to hawk-eye the front of the line, Elaina grumbled under her breath, “Come on, people. How long does it take to get rid of your unwanted gold?”

Garlic-man did a half-turn. “I know, right?” His gaze roamed over her, sending a cold shiver up Elaina’s spine. Lingering at her chest for an inordinately long moment, he moved up to meet her eyes with a salacious smile and a large chunk of broccoli wedged between his front teeth.

It wasn’t a whole spear, but it stuck out like one.

Elaina fought the urge to point to the funky green stuff. Instead, she squinted with reproach.

The smelly man appeared unaffected by her glare. “Who’s doing all the whimpering?”

Elaina had also heard the woeful sounds. Slightly nauseous from the combination of scents assaulting her airspace, with her last nerve hanging by a fragile thread, she replied blandly, “I have no idea.” If the pungent doofus didn’t face forward, he’d soon be plucking poison darts from his forehead; not that she had any darts, but if she did he’d be in a world of hurt.

The husky man behind, slurred his two cents about the weepy woman in the back of the store. “What’s her deal? If she didn’t want to part with her jewelry, why come here?”

Elaina was torn between telling them both to mind their own beeswax and actually finding some darts to impale their foreheads. “What are you guys, the jewelry police?”

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About Jan
Jan Romes is a hopeless romantic who grew up in northwest Ohio with eight zany siblings. Married to her high school sweetheart for more years than seems possible, she is also a proud mom, mother-in-law, and grandmother. She likes to read all genres, writes witty, contemporary romance and women's fiction, grows pumpkins and sunflowers, and enjoys finding new ways to stay fit.


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Time Out Valentine!

1/18/2015

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I'm so happy to welcome fellow TWRP author Melinda Dozier today to share her new release, TIME OUT VALENTINE! Welcome Melinda!
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Time Out, Valentine by Melinda Dozier Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: January 21, 2015

Lexi’s life is one big dump. Or so she thinks. To keep her mind off her latest breakup, she stays busy with work. It’s no big deal, since writing for Time Out Portland Magazine is a blast…except for the one small snag – Grant Reeds. Grant, a shy but sexy computer geek, is new to Time Out, working as the Networking Director for the online magazine. Even though Lexi thinks he doesn’t notice her, he sure as hell does. The owners have a plan for their upcoming Valentine’s Special, pairing up the two to explore romantic date ideas around the city. Soon, Lexi and Grant learn that the old adage, “Opposites Attract,” can ring true.

Buy Links:
Amazon   Kobo   B&N   The Wild Rose Press
Check out the trailer HERE

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Here's an excerpt:

Grant sipped his beer and surveyed the room around them—anywhere but at the siren next to him, with her fancy drink, an umbrella hanging off the side. Overhead lights strobed the room, gleaming in all directions. The DJ announced a new song and a new crowd rushed to the dance floor, leaving them more alone in the back of the room. Thank God.
It was stifling hot. He tugged his collar from his neck and rolled the sleeves of his white button-up. His glasses slid down his nose, forcing him to take them off and put them in his shirt pocket.
Luckily in that part of the room, the music wasn’t so loud that they had to scream to converse. He only raised his voice a fraction to ask her the question he’d been wondering since they set foot in the place. “So, you think this is romantic enough for a Valentine's date?"
She batted her long lashes in his direction and smirked. “There’s low lights.”
“Yeah and loud music, people all around.” To help prove his point, someone bumped him in the back, pushing him closer to Lexi. His hand circled her waist and rested on her hip.
She sipped the drink, moving the umbrella with her other hand, then licked her lips. “It’sthe place to be. All trendy couples find their way here.” She cocked her head. “What would make it more romantic? Kissing?”
A slow smile formed and he faced her. Not a bad idea. “Actually, yeah.” He placed his bottle on the table behind them, cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck.
She laughed nervously, putting her weight on another sexy as hell foot. “What? You’re gonna kiss me? For real?”
“We need romance.” He grabbed her cup and put it next to his bottle. His gaze dropped to her mouth.
“You kissing me won’t—”
He placed his thumb on her lips. “Shhh. Stop talking so we can be romantic.”


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AUTHOR BIO
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Melinda is a multi-published contemporary romance author with books from Crimson Romance, Swoon Romance and The Wild Rose Press represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency. She lives in Guatemala, Central America with her husband/college sweetheart who brings "mucho amor" to her life. Melinda enjoys being the queen of her household and dreams of being pampered fully by her three boys once they are grown. Melinda's guilty pleasures include reality t.v., traveling, blogging and playing Zynga games.

Where you can find Melinda
WEBSITE   TWITTER   FACEBOOK   THE WILD ROSE PRESS   NEWLETTER
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