Romantic Suspense and Thriller

Dance Away, Danger By Alexa Bourne

Blog Diva - Friday, January 10, 2014

When the world around us starts to close in and crush us, most of us do something to take away the stress. Some people exercise. Some people play sports. Others watch sports and have a few drinks. Even more people might go to the movies or just grab a book and read. Which do you do?

I do a lot of those activities, but what calms me like nothing else is writing. I don’t mean revising and doing edits. I mean actually putting a pen to a blank piece of paper and just writing. That simple act brings me such satisfaction and truly calms my heart. (And yes, you read that right. I handwrite all my books during the rough drafts. The more I revise the more time I spend on the computer.) Now, this may sound cheesy, but honestly, playing with ideas and discovering new secrets about characters brings so much excitement to my soul. Ask anyone who really knows me! They’ve told me once or twice that my eyes light up and my silly laugh is infectious.

Of course, I do write romantic suspense most of the time so what does it really say about me that I get so tickled with my writing? I’m excited to kill people off? Actually, yes. If I’ve had a bad day I can come home and explore various ways to torture characters. I might consider giving one of the victims the name of someone who gave me a hard time. If I’m angry, I might be in the perfect mood to write a fight scene or a chase scene. Another way writing eases my soul is by being my version of therapy. Last fall I had some medical issues arise that were a bit frightening. Rather than freak out and panic, I would often sit down with my notebook and write out my emotions. I would keep them pretty vague so that I could turn them around and later on add depth to a character. For these two ideas I don’t always have a character in mind. I just write scenes with whatever I’m feeling and then tuck those pieces of paper away in my folders. Eventually those scenes (or revised versions of them) end up in books.  Read More

The Hero's Companion By Amy Lignor

Blog Diva - Friday, December 27, 2013

Sneak Peek at Book III of ‘The Tallent & Lowery Series’
The Hero’s Companion…

“We are about to begin our descent.”

Even though she’d escaped the confines of the plane over an hour ago, the voice of the annoyingly perky flight attendant seemed to be ingrained in Leah Tallent’s mind. She was still saturated with sweat from the claustrophobic cabin; the rancid odor of the re-circulated air that smelled like the regurgitated breath of a minion from Hell still clung to her clothes.

Leah tried to shake the thoughts from her mind as she stared out the window at the new layer of snow on the fields. The blanket of ice was smothering the dark green New England countryside.

Leah was so filled with anxiety that she could barely feel Gareth Lowery’s cold, clammy hand clenched in hers. Exhaustion wracked her body as pictures flashed through her mind like snapshots from an unbelievable nightmare . . . Read More

HIJACK IN ABSTRACT by Larissa Reinhart

Blog Diva - Friday, December 13, 2013

Excerpt from HIJACK IN ABSTRACT by Larissa Reinhart

There are many places you don’t want to be at zero dark thirty, but I’ve got a personal top three. One is the ER. Second is a police station. The third is your ex-boyfriend’s bedroom.

Thank God Almighty I was not in number three. Stupid does catch me occasionally, but not this night. I was nowhere near an ex- boyfriend’s bedroom.

At two forty-five in the morning, I found myself in number two. The Forks County Sheriff’s Office to be accurate. My cornflower blues were a bit bloodshot and blurry, but my grin matched Shep Peterson’s, who also found himself in a similar location. However, Shep had a drunk tank grin. Mine was more of a self-congratulatory grin, born from knowing that finally someone in Forks County had recognized my accomplishments in the art world. Never mind the phone call that woke me from a dead sleep and near gave me a heart attack. Or that I had to drive my sister’s Firebird because her vehicle was blocking my driveway. Or that I now sat in the junior officers’ room with a cold cup of coffee and had just realized I had forgotten to comb my bed-head designed blonde cowlicks in my bleary-eyed haste. Read More

Always And Forever Love By Lynn Crandall

Blog Diva - Thursday, December 12, 2013

When we think of the winter holidays we often tend to reminisce about holiday traditions. Though there may be some variety and incorporation of new foods at the holiday meal, we seem to enjoy the comfort of sticking to traditions.

For example, my husband and I continue to hang the same ornaments on the Christmas tree, year after year, that we started decorating with when the kids, now grown, were babies and toddlers. Warm memories are summoned as we hang Baby's First Christmas ornaments. This celebration of the past is part of Christmas.

But I think I can be pretty confident in saying that as much as we may cling to the tried and true in life in general, everything changes. Life is not naturally static. And often when we try to keep things as they've been, we get stuck in ruts, because we need to grow and move on.

In Always and Forever Love, heroine Lacey Aegar has every reason to insist on the status quo in her life. She's suffered grief as a child when her father was murdered, then again when her husband, Nicholas, also was killed. But when he returned to her as an embodied spirit two years after his death, she leaned into the life she had with him like the proverbial dying man reaches for water. Her life is static and small, but no longer filled with grief. Read More

An Inner Fire By Jacki Delecki

Blog Diva - Sunday, December 01, 2013

Why an animal acupuncturist as an ass-kicking heroine? I’ve asked myself that question many times as I wrote my novel An Inner Fire. How did healing animals prepare Grayce Walters with the skills to solve crimes and protect a macho, hunky fire investigator?

Maybe I’ve been watching too many super heroine movies but I wanted to show my heroine’s strength coming from her inner force. There are many different kinds of power and I wanted to emphasize the feminine side. The part of the human brain labelled as feminine because it relies on intuition.

Grayce uses her intuitive ability to heal animals. Is there any more beautiful or potent force? Not so easy to write a strength that we can recognize but when written can easily become clichéd.  Read More

Touch Me By Kathryn Jane

Blog Diva - Friday, November 29, 2013

Excerpt from Touch Me

Telepathic abilities are a bitch and a blessing.

Grace shuddered as unbearable memories fought to surface.

She wrenched open the door and stepped into a whirling of unfamiliar energy.

Heart slamming against her ribs, she scanned the garage, saw the smooth concrete and shiny cars one would expect. She tipped her head, opened her senses, and listened carefully.

Nothing. Just nerves, she thought. Must beat the panic. Stay in control. Get to the car. Read More

Love And Murder In Red Satin By Karalee Long

Blog Diva - Friday, November 15, 2013

It was eight thirty after she’d brushed and flossed her teeth, showered, dressed, put on a little makeup, and combed her hair. Taking a deep breath, she went downstairs.

Greg was in the kitchen with his head stuck in the refrigerator. Straightening, he turned to her, still holding the door open. Fully dressed, he had that lock of hair hanging on his forehead, and day-old whiskers shadowed his face. His dark eyes assessed her.

Was he waiting for her to banish the awkwardness of the almost morning after? Or was he as uncertain as she was about how to proceed after their steamy interlude in the middle of the night?

“Hungry?” She tried to sound unaffected. Read More

Hell Or High Water By Jerrie Alexander

Blog Diva - Friday, November 08, 2013


Thanks to his surveillance of the compound over the past few days, he knew where he'd find the woman. He moved through the large kitchen and headed up the stairs. He paused at the landing. Shit. Gorilla Guy's twin stood outside the hostage's door. Ty stepped into the hall and cleared his throat. Before the man turned, the SOG was airborne. It seated in the man's chest with a soft thump. The last person between the target and the woman's freedom slid to the floor.

Ty retrieved his knife, dragged the heavy body away from the door, and quickly moved to the figure next to the metal headboard.

Ana Cisneros stood close to the window. Craning her neck to see outside, she was unaware he'd entered the room. With no time for introduction, he reached around and clamped his hand over her mouth.

As expected, he'd startled her. She fought, slinging her body back and forth like a wet dog. She kicked at him, so he whirled her around and jerked her body snug against his.  Read More

Waiting For Wren By Cate Beauman

Blog Diva - Friday, November 01, 2013

When the past and present collide…

Wren Cooke has everything she’s ever wanted—a thriving career as one of LA’s top interior designers and a home she loves. Business trips, mockups, and her demanding clientele keep her busy, almost too busy to notice Ethan Cooke Security’s gorgeous Close Protection Agent, Tucker Campbell.

Jaded by love and relationships in general, Wren wants nothing to do with the hazel-eyed stunner and his heart-stopping grins, but Tucker is always in her way. When Wren suddenly finds herself bombarded by a mysterious man’s unwanted affections, she’s forced to turn to Tucker for help.

As Wren’s case turns from disturbing to deadly, Tucker whisks her away to his mountain home in Utah. Haunted by memories and long-ago tragedies, Tucker soon realizes his past and Wren’s present are colliding. With a killer on the loose and time running out, Tucker must discover a madman’s motives before Wren becomes his next victim.  Read More

Forewarning By Kate Wyland

Blog Diva - Friday, October 18, 2013

How did you come up with your story?

Every writer has had someone ask them that question. Where did it come from? Why did you write it? And so on…

I’ve always loved reading; it was my way to escape school and family hassles. I used to daydream a lot too, creating fanciful stories in my head. Occasionally I even wrote them down. But as an adult, even though I wanted to write fiction (made my living writing technical manuals), I never felt I had something to say. Finally about ten years ago, I found my voice. I decided to write about two things I know a fair amount about—horses and using energy to heal. Horses are easy. They’ve been a life-long passion. I started riding when I was three and have done a great variety of horse-related activities. As for energetic healing, I came to that modality as a patient, then discovered I have some ability in the area. So, while not trained, I have learned a lot about using alternative healing methods. Read More