Good morning everyone! *sips coffee* It's a chilly, chilly day here in Southern Illinois. Hope you're having some sunshine out wherever you are, and if the sun's not shining that you're finding some way to stay warm! Now that Thanksgiving has passed… *whew* I've got a slew of news to share!
Over the weekend Heart on the Run and Christmas in His Heart were featured in USA Today's book section! The lovely Becky Condit reviewed both books and had some very kind things to say.
"Havan Fellows and Lee Brazil have written together and separately for a long time, and this little Christmas novella is a perfect example of why I love their collaboration. The good news is, after you fall in love with Dermot and Xan, there is a sequel, waiting for your reading pleasure …"
"This is a great friends-to-lovers trope, and it doesn’t go any smoother than it should. Sometimes they barge ahead, sometimes they back off too much and too often, but they never forget about how much each means to the other."
That's just the awesomest feeling for an author, to have someone enjoy your work so much!
Holiday stories are great this time of year, so if you haven't picked up Christmas in His Heart or Heart on the Run, you can find them both on sale at All Romance eBooks through Tuesday.
Christmastime brings joy to hearts everywhere. Between snow angels, festive clothing, holiday decorations, and of course, all the beautiful lights, it’s hard not to partake in the season.
Unless you no longer have Christmas in your heart.
Dermot Alasdair has never shared the horrific memories that keep him from celebrating the happiest time of the year, nor does he ever plan to. He’s fine being alone and shut off from everyone; he has his restaurant and that’s all he needs. He believes that, too…until the craft store next door from his eatery hires a perpetually smiling annoyance. Really, it isn’t normal for someone to be that happy all the time.
Xander Leahman didn’t know what he was getting into when he accepted an invitation to visit his best friend and help her interview people for the newly created position of manager at Craft Time. When a surly man bumps into him and then walks away with an enticing sway to his hips, Xander decides the position—and Dermot—are perfect for him. Now all he can think of is finding ways to get Dermot out of his clothes. Well that, and how to open this grinch’s heart to the Christmas season and, hopefully, love.
Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. Or any career for that matter.
As far as Belle is concerned, Chaz needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?
Chaz can see her point, but can’t help it that he has an internal clock ticking away the years. His father died in his forties, and his grandfather before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, that means he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. When his time comes, he doesn’t want to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.
Sprocket Moretti likes to think of himself as a simple guy. He doesn’t get all worked up over the little things. He loves his assistant manager position at the local craft store, enjoys college, shares the home he grew up in with his bestie…yeah, the big stuff is looking good. Unfortunately one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef, Chaz. They were buds, they used to grab coffee together and gossip like the old ladies in town, and it was fun. But one night they took the idle chat a step too far, and the next morning Chaz not only kicked Sprocket out of his bed, but out of his life also.
Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.
If Sprocket knew one night of reality altering orgasms would endanger their easy going friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back, and all your body wants is another taste?