Hollywood heartthrob Quinn Thomas has everything to make his life complete, but he wants more. Quinn tests his wife's love, even though he knows she's not into playing games. He puts it all on the line--his family, his friends, and his reputation. Will Quinn, and if he does, at what cost to everyone involved?
Love's Promises is the second book in the Davina and Quinn series. Join Davina and Quinn on their honeymoon as they go on tour to promote Quinn's latest film. Davia is pulled into the world of red carpet events, designer clothing, and jet-setting across the continent. She takes it all in stride as long as she has Quinn by her side. He promised her she'd get to go home. But when? It's the premiere of Quinn's latest romantic comedy. The couple is excited to see the movie and enjoy all that the night has to offer. The lights go down, the film begins, and soon Davina finds herself watching her husband make love to another woman on the silver screen. He lied. Quinn's broken one promise. How many more will he break? Davina first husband cheated. She won't let Quinn do the same. Guy Tremblant has escaped. Instead of returning to France, he now watches Davina and Quinn, waiting and plotting. What does he have in mind for the couple? Will he have his revenge? Will he win Davina's love? Will he be successful this time? Love's Promises follows the whirlwind love story of Davina and Quinn. Their love is easy. It's Life that keeps throwing hurdles in their way. Will they reach their happily ever after?
What are your must-haves when travelling. Whether it's by bus, plane, or train, what do you have to have to make the trip survivable? Flying isn't what it used to be, and freebies are mostly a thing of the past unless you like salted pretzels or a handful of salted nuts. Having a carry-on bag full of snacks is part of the flying experience. My heroine, Davina Thomas, has to have junk food whenever she flies. Red licorice, chocolate, mints, chips, and bottled water. She needs something to nibble while she reads through the stack of celebrity magazines she purchased. Davina offers to share with Quinn, but only if he doesn't tease her about her stash. She gobbles up the celebrity gossip while she chews on a stick of licorice. It's not until she finds herself in the celebrity magazines she realizes how fabricated the stories are. I confess that I am a junk food flyer, and Davina's must-haves are the same as mine. I always bring enough to share with my hubby. Sharing snacks helps pass the time, and we take this time to discuss what each of us has been reading. Once our snack time ends, we continue reading until it's time for another snack.
Davina has unwritten rules, rules her husband discovers while on their honeymoon. Quinn finds the rules entertaining instead of irksome. Families usually have unwritten rules when playing board games and the like. They know how to play the game their way, but what about a newcomer? What's it like for them? As a writer, I have unwritten rules that I follow. I use the Oxford comma (it's a bone of contention with many). I write my first draft without spellcheck or grammar-check. I don't want to correct myself while the story comes to life. I have to clear off my desk before I work on a novel. No distractions. As a reader, I have expectations of a book. I want the grammar and spelling to be as close to perfect as possible (excluding dialogue - who speaks perfectly?). I expect the storyline to be exciting and throw one or two surprises at me. I want the characters to be flawed and believable. I like the book to be a story that I can't put down until it's finished. I want the stories and characters to stay with me long after the final chapter. Do you have unwritten rules that others have to follow? What do you think about others having unwritten rules? I'd love to know.
On a flight to Los Angeles, California, Davina Stuart, farmer and best selling author, discovers that her seatmate is Quinn Thomas, Hollywood heartthrob and leading man in her latest fantasies. Three hours of in-flight speed dating and Quinn's in love. Davina is not so sure. She'd settle for a one-night stand. Does love at first sight happen? Can a mile high romance lead to love? Their whirlwind romance takes everyone by surprise except the two lovers. Quinn knows that Davina is the woman for him. He's seen her in his dreams. Davina can't fight the attraction or the feeling that they were meant to be together. It was in the cards. Unfortunately, Quinn is not the only man who falls in love with Davina at first sight. Guy Tremblant, the director of Quinn's latest film, also believes he is destined to be with Davina. He is used to getting what and who he wants and will stop at nothing to win the heart of Davina Stuart. Undeterred by Quinn and Davina's marriage, Guy pursues Davina, vowing to make her his no matter what he has to do to make it happen. Little did Quinn and Davina know that their forever love would be put to the test; a life and death test.
In Forever Love, Davina looks out at the tarmac from her airplane window and wonders at the adventures waiting for the passengers on the other planes. Little does she know that she is about to embark on the adventure of her life. She finds herself speed-dating a Hollywood heartthrob and so much more (no spoilers). When you travel, do you daydream about what adventures you may find? Do you fantasize about meeting a celebrity, falling in love, or experiencing something you never imagined? I'm guilty of having a daydream or two. It makes travelling all the more exciting, and it gives me material for my novels.
Me Time - the time you take to look after yourself, whether it's a mental time out, a physical workout, or some pampering (shopping or spa day). In Forever Love, Davina asks for some Me Time the day before her wedding. She looks forward to a day of pampering - a massage, a mani-pedi, and time to relax. Since Davina met Quinn Thomas, her life has been moving at hyper speed. She needs it to stop, if only for one day. Where I live, we've been in some form of lockdown for a year. I haven't socialized except for telephone calls and Zoom calls. My last haircut was in September 2020. I can't remember when I last treated myself to a mani-pedi or visited the gym. Me Time is a distant memory. I look forward to the day we are all vaccinated and can resume rewarding ourselves with Me Time. I dream of celebrating finishing writing a book by treating myself to a day at the spa. I yearn for meeting with friends and family for coffee, lunch or dinner. What about you? What is your Me Time? When was the last time you were able to give yourself that special time?
When making important, life-changing decisions, do you listen to your heart, or does your brain have the final vote? Do your heart and head have to agree, or does the situation determine which has more sway - your heart or your head? Regarding romance, sometimes our brain tells us to think long and hard and then walk away. Sometimes it warns the heart to slow down before committing, even though the head is relatively sure that the heart is right. In my novels, the head is the last to commit to love. There are always reasons, most of them logical. However, there is no fighting what the heart wants, and love always seems to win.
It's true. My mother loved the farm life, and when I met my future husband, she hoped we'd get married. I'm not sure what it was about farming that my mother loved. She was an avid gardener and spent countless hours working the soil and nurturing her plants. We had horses, and though she wasn't keen on riding, she was comfortable working around them. Maybe it was the lifestyle that she admired. She believed farmers to be hard workers (they are) and good people (we try). She loved the idea of her grandchildren growing up on a farm, the fresh air, the freedom to play outside and learn about animals, machinery and plants. She was proud that our kids could tell her what was happening on the farm and what crops we planted in our fields. Although Mom is no longer with us, I think of her when our grandson talks about the farm and how proud she would be that he's another farmer in the making.
Do you keep your private life close to your chest, or do you tell the world all about it? Do you like to know what goes on in a celebrity's love life, or do you believe that what goes on behind closed doors should remain there? No one needs to know. Quinn and Davina find themselves frequently in the public's eye. They'll be affectionate in public, but that's all they are willing to share. Starlets Quinn has dated may want to share secrets about him, but Davi intends to keep those secrets to herself. What she has with Quinn is hers and hers alone. One of the threads that connect my series is keeping secrets and revealing them. It's only now, as I'm revising the series that I see how strong that thread is; secrets kept and told, promises made and broken. Revealing a secret or breaking a promise--does it cause irreparable harm to the relationship, or is it easily forgiven? Forever Love is the thread's start, and I invite readers to see it unravel throughout the series.
If you read or hear something in the news, do you automatically believe that it's true? The last few years have shown us how it's easy to call the news fake when it's not and call it correct when it's the opposite. The hero of Forever Love is a celebrity. Quinn's been gossiped about on all the entertainment news platforms, and paparazzi continuously follow him. He has no control over the truth. Davina knows this. She's smart and knows what to believe when it comes to the Hollywood heartthrob who has recently come into her life. Our heroine knows the tabloids are guessing who Quinn is dating because it's her. This scene is only the beginning for Davina. She finds her newfound fame exposes her to the untruths in the press, forcing her to learn how to deal with it.
Admitting you are an author. For some, it's hard to do. For others, it comes as naturally as breathing. "I'm an author. I have published a book." My heroine, Davina, has trouble admitting that she's an author. She's published a bestseller that is now destined for Hollywood, and yet, she can't talk about her book. What else does she need to convince herself that she can write? As an author, it's easy to know what she's thinking. I've been there. Am I a one-hit-wonder? Will my books be well-received? Will they sell? Will I ever come up with another story idea? Fortunately, I can ignore my doubts for a few moments and continue to write. Whether it's a blog, a short story, or a novel, I have stories to tell. And yes, I am an author.
When I travel by plane, I usually have my husband as my seatmate. We chat, share snacks, or enjoy the silence as we read our books or watch an inflight movie. Sometimes, I travel solo, and I have shared the flight with a stranger sitting beside me. There are no snacks to be passed back and forth and usually no conversation other than the polite exchange of hellos. Once, my seatmate made telephone calls during most of the flight, unaware or not caring that those around him could hear the one-sided conversations. He was loud, rude, and extremely annoying. I wore my noise-cancelling headphones the entire flight, thankful that his voice became a continuous dull hum. In Forever Love, Davina's first thought about her seatmate is that he's going to ignore her the entire flight. He may be a famous actor, gorgeous, and the man of her fantasies, but the way he first treats her makes a terrible impression. It is not until later that Davina discovers what her seatmate honestly thought of her when he first sat beside her.
When was the last time you were on a plane? When did you last experience an incredible adventure? If you're like me and living in the year 2020, chances are you haven't been on a plane or travelled far from home. Our adventures have had to adapt. Now we read books, watch countless shows on pay-tv, or stare out the window and daydream. In Forever Love, our heroine Davina Stuart stares out at the tarmac from inside the airplane, and the wheels of her imagination start to turn. Is it another romance she's thinking of? And then, unexpectedly, Quinn Thomas, the actor who has made several appearances in her fantasies, is her seatmate. From dream to reality, what an adventure!
Dr. Jules Montgomery needed a hero for just one night. Dane Andrews, Boss to his men, had only one rule—never mess with any woman in his home town. All it took was a stranger’s arms wrapped around his neck, and her soft, warm lips whispering in his ear, "Help a girl out. Your name's Gary, and you're my boyfriend," for Boss to break his rules. Boss quickly stepped into the role of hero and fantasy boyfriend, finding it impossible to say no to the mesmerizing beautiful redhead. He played Gary to her Red. For one night only, they belonged to each other, fulfilling each other’s fantasies. Five years later, fate and a redheaded four-almost five-year-old named Becca reunite them once again. Their lives have taken different paths, although neither has forgotten the other. Jules returns to her home town to reconcile with her aunt, only to discover that her aunt is the housekeeper to Boss, a man with an occupation that goes against everything Jules holds dear. Boss is considered a hero by those who know him, although he now needs a service dog by the name of Lucky to keep him safe. Together, man and dog become the heroes that Jules needs once again to keep her and her family safe for more than one night.
When I wrote this scene, I referenced the heroine's determination to handle her troubles by herself even though she had a friend offering to lighten the burden. She is stubborn and used to dealing with her problems alone. Reading this excerpt, I think of the last year and how we have had to figure out how to survive various lockdowns. We've kept our distance from friends and family. Our shopping habits and our workout habits have changed. Our lives have changed. And, through all of this, have we carried the burden alone, or have we asked a friend for help? Sometimes, all it takes is a phone call or text, "Hey, I'm feeling low, care to send me something funny? Or, How are you? Do you have time for a Zoom call and coffee? I know of friends who are hitting the wall; the isolation and distancing are too much. Plans for holidays and special celebrations keep getting delayed. They ache, in need of a physical hug from a friend or loved one. Virtual hugs have lost their power, and all we can offer is an ear to listen and a heart to care until we can give a physical hug and a helping hand to let them know they aren't alone.
In Boss, Dane leads Jules to the dance floor to fool another man into believing that they are a couple. Dane likes the feel of Jules in his arms, the way her soft curves fit perfectly against his body. He dances with her as long as he can, realizing that this is no ordinary woman and that he wants to be with her. Is it love at first sight? Does the music have anything to do with them falling for each other? While they move to the music, holding each other, taking in the feel of each other's body, and inhaling their scent, there's bound to be a reaction of a romantic kind.
Coffee. It's a versatile beverage. You can drink it in many ways: hot, iced, black, with cream, milk of various kinds, with sugar or without. You can drink it from a paper cup, a mug, a travel mug, or in a pretty coffee cup. You can drink it alone, or with friends. You can drink it while working, reading, driving, or doing nothing. The choice is yours, and that's the beauty of coffee. Coffee has many uses, too. It's social - let's go out for coffee. It's a peace offering - I'm sorry. Let's talk about it over coffee. It's romantic- let's sit by the fire with our coffee and cuddle. In Boss, coffee is the ice-breaker, the peace-maker, and something extra added for romance. Boss takes his coffee black while Jules prefers hers with cream. Jules judges the world by black and white - there's right or wrong; there's no grey area. Boss sees the world differently. There is black and white, but there's a lot of grey, too. Their story is about learning to compromise, seeing the other's perspective and learning to accept it without agreeing with it. It's a difficult decision many of us experience and one that challenges us to be the best we can be, no matter how we take our coffee.
Recently, I inherited my mother's two cats. They have adjusted well to their new environment. The once shy and timid cats are now a constant in my life, keeping me company no matter what I'm doing. No longer hiding underneath a bed or chair. When they were with my mother, I referred to Mom as their mommy. Now that they are with me, am I their auntie? Sister? Mom? Yes, I talk to animals, and I refer to their human owners as mommy or daddy. But, with these cats, I'm not entirely comfortable enough to refer to myself as their mom. Nor do I want to be their auntie or sister. I find myself in quite the conundrum. For now, I'll just be me and wait to see what comes naturally to me when I refer to myself.
Jules and Dane began their relationship by playing a game. They used make-believe with a splash of their deepest fantasies to have the perfect date. And on that date, they made up stories of other moments they shared. By combining their imaginations, they created ideal stories - ones that would last them a life time, or until they would reunite. Valentine's Day is one of their fantasy moments.
In Boss, the secondary character Bates piques readers' interest. They want to know more about the man who is always on the lookout for trouble. He's a man of impressive size, and one who can make his entrance without being noticed. He has his quirks and his secrets. His personality demands he have a book of his own. And he will.
Jules knew Boss as her fantasy boyfriend. Now that she is reunited with him and knows who he is, she doubts everything she thought about him. Have you ever had that experience? Meeting a person and being thoroughly enchanted by them, but when you meet again, you wonder what you were thinking?
There is so much power in a child's smile. It only takes one and our heart melts, our day becomes brighter, and our tone of voice changes. We have no control over our reaction. That's the strength of their power. Becca's power over Dane is instantaneous. He is smitten, and knows that he would die for her without question. I am fortunate to see my grandchildren almost every day .As soon as they arrive, my aches and pains disappear, my tone of voice becomes cheery, and my day is instantly better.
Do you have a favourite Christmas tradition or one that you wished you had? Is there a Christmas scene in a favourite book or movie that always pulls at your heartstrings? Does the song "White Christmas" make you feel all warm and fuzzy? Dane, the hero in Boss, loves Christmas. He loves everything about it: the snow, the decorations, and the possibilities that come with it--love, hope, and joy. His dreams of the perfect Christmas are what helped him get through the tough times, and now? Now, Christmas has become more important to him for many reasons, including two redheads that have captured his heart.
It's hard being a hero when you put others' needs above yours. It's ingrained in you to do the right thing, no matter what your heart tells you. Conscience over feelings. Head over heart. That's how Boss looks at life. His needs come second to everyone around him. All he wants this Christmas is one dance with the woman who owns his heart, and yet has given hers to another. Sometimes it sucks to do the right thing.
There is nothing more adorable than a child's excitement for Christmas and Santa. That is if the child isn't afraid of Santa. I was one of those kids who screamed whenever I saw him. My mother did her best to navigate the malls to avoid me seeing Santa Claus. Was it the white beard, the red suit, or because he was a strange-looking man that visited our home when everyone was asleep? I don't know the reason behind my fear. I do know that I didn't make a list for Santa, nor did I leave him cookies and milk. I was happy to wake up in the morning and find my stocking filled and presents under the tree. It's funny how children see Santa Claus. Some are entirely enamoured of him, and can't wait until they can see him and tell them what they wish for, while others like myself, would rather not have to see the jolly old man, and still get presents. Becca's joy in knowing that Santa is coming and bringing her toys is what we wish for children. We want them to marvel at the lights, the presents, and the magic of it all. We want all children to have a happy and merry Christmas.
How do you picture your fantasy boyfriend? What color are his eyes? Does it matter? Many book boyfriends have the deepest blue eyes, or steely grey eyes. What about brown eyes? Chocolate brown eyes that make you think of the yummiest chocolate you've ever tasted -- the kind that you remember once you've had that forbidden taste? What about his face? Is it perfect or does it have a scar or a crooked smile that you can't resist staring at or kissing? Is it a face only a mother could love, or do women melt when they catch a glimpse of him? When Jules met Dane, her fantasy boyfriend for one night, she knew that he was the man for her--perfectly imperfect.
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