Saturday, March 14, 2015


Inner Goddess

Welcome to the St Patrick’s Day Blog Hop. Thank you for stopping by. Keep reading to find my Giveaway and the Grand Prize Rafflecopter at the end of this post.
Good Luck! Happy Hopping!

Let’s celebrate! Spring is almost here. I can hardly wait to see the buds appear and smell the fresh cut grass. This is the time of year for change. Take a chance to reinvent yourself, learn something new, embark on a new adventure, or explore your dreams and inner desires.  

I’ve had a busy season and I’m looking forward to the spring and summer. My friends and love to kick start the spring by taking a girls day out trip to NYC. We usually have lunch, do a little shopping, and catch a Broadway Show. 

Here's my latest series. I hope you take a peek.

Best friends who live in NJ and work in NYC, work hard, play hard, and love hard. Long buried secrets and family obligations make keeping love difficult. CITY LIGHTS BOOK 1





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Wednesday, March 11, 2015



Some people are destined to meet.

It sure feels that way when Sri Lankan tour guide Sepalika meets Daniel. The mysterious tourist from Ireland steals his way into her heart and makes her question everything her life is built upon. Instant attraction turns to love – but does he feel the same? And what about the secret she’s hiding from him?

Follow the two on their quest for a happy ending amid the beauty and wonders of the tropical island paradise of Sri Lanka.

Excerpt 1

“Follow me over there for a second.”
They walked to a corner of the garden, and Sepalika could see Daniel react the way she had expected it. He lifted his head and took a deep breath. She smiled to herself and felt a thrill rush through her.
“Can you smell that?”
He nodded with wide eyes. “It’s such an intoxicating scent, so…I don’t know, intense and sweet, mysterious and confident.”
Now her eyes widened, and a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine.
“This is my namesake,” she said, and her voice was hardly more than a whisper.”
He turned to stare at her then back at the flower-laden tree exuding such potent magic.
“May I introduce you to the redolent sepalika flower, commonly called night jasmine or coral jasmine, and sometimes confused with Queen of the Night. This tree’s flowers bloom only after dark, enchanting throughout the night. Shortly after dawn they’ll start wilting, and by morning you’ll have a patch of earth decked out in fallen, faded flowers.”
Daniel walked over to the tree as if in trance. He plucked one of the small white flowers and inhaled its powerful but not overpowering scent.
“They’re not just beautiful,” she continued. “People believe they’ll help you sleep soundly and dream sweetly. They are dried and stuffed into pillows for that purpose. Experts in native medicine claim it can help children with constipation.”
“Fascinating,” he murmured and walked back to her, stopping right in front of her so she had to crane her neck to peer into his deep, now surprisingly dark eyes.
“You know, this flower isn’t always praised for its beauty. Some people aren’t too fond of it because it looks bare and barren, common and even sort of forlorn during daytime. They dub it the ‘tree of sorrow’, but every night the fragrant flowers cause even the most sorrowful people to smile and appreciate.”
“There’s a whole story and lesson lingering there,” Daniel said, whispering too. “Looks like they’re much more than fragrant…just like you’re much more than what meets the eye.”
He leaned in and lifted his hand as if he wanted to stick the flower into her hair.





Author Bio

Almost as soon as Devika Fernando could write, she imagined stories and poems. After finishing her education in Germany and returning to her roots in Sri Lanka, she got a chance to turn her passion into her profession. Having lived in Germany and in Sri Lanka with her husband has made her experience the best (and the worst) of two totally different worlds – something that influences her writing. Her trademark is writing sweet, yet deeply emotional romance stories where the characters actually fall in love instead of merely falling in lust.
What she loves most about being an author is the chance to create new worlds and send her protagonists on a journey full of ups and downs that will leave them changed. She draws inspiration from everyone and everything in life. Besides being a romance novelist, she works as a self-employed German web content writer, as a translator, and as a faithful servant to all the cats, dogs, fish and birds in her home. When she’s not writing, she’s reading or thinking about writing.

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Having always loved to read and write, Devika Fernando made her dream come true in 2014 when she became a self-published novelist. The Amazon bestselling author has published several eBooks in the genres contemporary romance, paranormal romance and romantic suspense. Her German and Sri Lankan roots influence her writing.

Monday, March 9, 2015


My friend and talented author, Joanne Berroa has a new release.  Help me spread the word. 

My new release: The Diamond Legacy is the sequel to my popular: The Diamond Cross, but can also be enjoyed as a stand-alone romance. It’s near and dear to my heart, so let me tell you a little bit about it.

The year 1907 finds Heather and Brenton Emery celebrating seven years of blissful marriage. They are anything but the average couple. The son of Hungarian immigrants, Brenton owns and manages a thriving, top-notch Saratoga Springs hotel and vaudeville pavilion with his partner-wife Heather. She’s an entrepreneur in her own right. Blessed with a keen business sense, she’s made millions of dollars in her undertakings.
But they soon learn even the best marriages have problems, and their commitment to each other is sorely tested. A charismatic billionaire makes Heather an offer she simply can’t refuse. Given the opportunity to spread her wings thousands of miles away from home, she must choose between marriage and her career. Her choice stuns Brenton. Will the handsome and brilliant San Francisco architect Heather joins forces with succeed in rendering the coup de grace on Heather’s now tenuous marriage? 
To further complicate matters, Brenton’s secretary is astute and alluring. Heather’s plans fit her agenda nicely. Brenton is faced with the question: How far can a business friendship stretch before it is no longer just friendship?
The Diamond Legacy is a romance saga packed with bold, colorful characters and surprising twists that will tear at your heartstrings. Can Brenton’s and Heather’s love for each other rise above all odds and endure, or is love sometimes not enough?

“Care to comment on this.” He held the papers up for her to see.
“Can’t you read? I’m suing you for divorce.”
“You couldn’t tell me yourself. You had to get your lawyer to do it. You’re a cheat and a coward. I thought I knew you, but I was wrong. You’re an evil woman. You’re so devious, you probably even caused John’s heart attack. Did you slip a packet of strychnine into his coffee, little black widow spider!”
She slapped him hard. “I hate you! You’re pathetic. Your dick is smaller than my little finger.”
“Is it? How would you know, my pretty? You haven’t seen it in a damned year!”
“I’m sure you’ve been showing it off to lots of other women.”
“You should talk. You’ve been sleeping around with that architect and who knows whom else? Which of your lovers lives here with you, bitch?”
Her eyes shown puzzlement. “What are you talking about?” she snarled.
“The men’s clothing in your bedroom! Are you going to deny it?”
Her eyes widened and she relaxed a bit. “No, I’m not. I happen to love that man.”
“So you admit it! You’re having an affair!” Brenton clenched his teeth together. “So he’s the real reason you’re divorcing me. If not him, then it’s the architect. I swear, bitch, I can’t keep your lovers straight.”
“You’re a pigheaded ass, Brenton Emery. For your information, the man who’s staying with me is my father.”


My life’s passion is writing and I write what I love to read—romances.  I fall in love with my heroes, and my only regret is that I can’t meet them in real life!
I’ve been writing all my life (and that’s a few years) and currently have five books available in ebook and print copy. They are “My Life, My Heart,”  “On Angels’ Wings,” “Love’s Sweet Vengeance,” “The Diamond Cross,” and my newest novella (only 2.99) “The She Wolf and the Priest.”
Besides writing, I teach piano and organ and work for a local newspaper writing business and professional profiles.

You can purchase The Diamond Legacy (and my other romances) from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and All Romance ebooks.


Book Title: SILK & SCARS
Book Series: The Silk Series Book 3
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC
Published Date: TBA
Genre(s): Historical Romance, Sweet Romance, Early Victorian Romance

For over a year, Miss Gwendolyn Parkes and the Duke of Sowrith have corresponded. At first an error, the letters quickly became something much more, a friendship forged on like minds and perhaps the hope of something more…

When Gwen is compelled by her employer to attend the duke at his Dartmoor estate, she is devastated to find her beloved friend cold and imperious, even if he is the most handsome man she’s ever seen – despite his scars.

Edward, Duke of Sowrith, has longed to meet Gwen. Arranging her passage to his estate, he is tongue-tied when confronted with her quiet beauty. All too aware of the twisted ruin of his face, he allows fear to hold him silent…until Gwen’s safety is threatened.

Finally together, they grow closer until it seems they can never again be apart – but can a commoner and a duke find a happily ever after?


“Edward.” Her hand slid up his lapel. Turning, he found her gray gaze upon him, a faint crease between her brows. “What is different?”

He stared into her eyes. She met his monocular gaze, no part of her expression revolted by the eye patch, the scars. He glanced at her hand, stroking his chest almost absently, her attention fully and totally on him. “When I received your letter, the one meant for Etta, it was like a ray of light, a beacon through relentless gray. So I responded and you sent your next letter and they....You were so full of joy, it bubbled out from the page and made me think perhaps I could experience it, if only a little. You had Etta, and your parents, and your employment, and though all three annoyed you on occasion, you had such…illumination.” His finger began a mad rhythm against his leg. “I’ve never had any of that. I’ve been here alone since the accident. I didn’t go to Eton. I was too ill. By the time I was old enough to attend university, I was so far behind there was no point. I went to London for the Season, but.... That did not turn out well.” Memories of horrified stares assaulted him, the whispers and notoriety that had come with his foray into society. Forcing the memories away, he said, “So I came home, and stayed.

“Then you sent me a letter. A bright, shining thing, and we corresponded and I...I wanted to meet you. So I arranged it that Beecham brought you to Sowrith, but I never thought he would not tell you, that I—” He grimaced. “You know what happened.

“Then you arrived, you were here, and I couldn’t.... There were no words. So I stood like a fool and watched you, and I wished I had the words that came so easily by pen. You were just like your letters—bright and gold and glittering, with your smile and your lightness, even when you frowned. And that was amazing to me. You are amazing to me. I wish I could…I wish I could tell you…” Finally, he looked at her.

Eyes wide, she regarded him, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Shifting his weight, he averted his gaze. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things. I—”

A gentle finger against his lips stilled his words, and he remained silent as her hand slipped to cup his cheek. The ruined one. Emotion shuddered through him as he absorbed her touch.

“See? You say such things and I can’t…” Her thumb tracing his cheekbone, her other hand slid up his chest to crumple his lapel as she pulled. Following her direction, he leaned down.

Tentatively, her lips brushed his.

Hardly daring to breath, he stood stock still as she hesitantly explored the shape of his mouth, her lips molding to his with small stops and starts. Her tongue darted against his lips and he shuddered, the sensation exquisite and overwhelming.

Wrapping his good arm around her, he urged her close. She came, her arms slipping about his neck as her lips opened under his. The wind tore at his hair and howled in his ears, his heart thundering in his chest. Her mouth was warm and eager, tasting of honey and gold. Of Gwen.

Other books in the series:
SILK & SCANDAL (The Silk Series Book 1) -
SILK & SCORN (The Silk Series Book 2) -

Professional Bio :
Cassandra Dean is a best-selling, multi-published author of historical and fantasy romance. Her latest novel, SLUMBER, is part of Decadent Publishing’s Beyond Fairytales and features Cassandra’s take on Sleeping Beauty. Her next novel, SILK & SCARS, is part of her popular Silk Series, featuring Victorian Era lawyers and their happily ever after.

Cassandra is proud to call South Australia her home, where she regularly cheers on her AFL football team and creates her next tale.

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Tuesday, March 3, 2015



Best friends who work in NYC and live in NJ, work hard, play hard, and love hard. Long buried secrets and family commitment’s make keeping love difficult. The City Lights Series. (City Lights Book 1) (City Lights Book 2)

Take a closer look at Perfect For Her, book 2 in the City Lights Series


Energetic and motivated Angela Carnes landed her dream job in NYC as an editor for a news show and she loves it. Her career is going much better than her love life. After a breakup with Mr. Wrong, she’s determined to leave the past behind. Angela just didn’t expect the best man at her friend’s wedding to be so damn hot. Dr. Eric Bradley has a body to die for, a dynamite personality and he’s recently partnered with a medical team. What’s not to want?

Eric is determined to have it all. He graduated from medical school at the top of his class, renovated his own home and landed a spot in an established family practice. Now it’s time to get back into the dating world, IF the woman he wants sticks around when she learns about his situation at home.

Angela and Eric discover the spark between them during the wedding preparations. Their attraction is hard to deny, Angela finds herself lost in Eric’s passionate embrace. But after the reception, everything changes. Love blossom and then…wilts. Will she be able to step aside while Eric honors his family obligations or will the lonely nights and broken promises force Angela to leave behind the man 
she knows is perfect for her?


The books she’d read on relationships preached to be mysterious, not clinging. You never knew what worked. It really was all up to the chemistry and timing. Tonight the connection felt right.

“I’ll check my schedule at the office and be sure to put a weekend aside for a day at the beach.”

“Sounds like fun.” He’d indicated another date. Was it all too good to be true? She didn’t want to blink and wake up if this was a dream.

“There’s nothing like NYC. I’m happy I had a business meeting here today. It was lucky for me you wanted a muffin and a cup of coffee.” He turned to face her and smiled, the dimple in his chin more defined.

She offered a demure grin and shook her head in agreement. “I’m happy for my cravings for sweets.” Angela lifted her shoulders and pouted her lips, realizing it might look like she was teasing. Even though her strong physical attraction to him weakened her knees, she tried to remain poised. Then their eyes met. Eric leaned in and pulled her close. He placed one hand on the side of her face and covered her mouth with his. His after five stubble grazed her chin, and he kissed her with an unforgettable longing that took her by surprise. She parted her lips and quivered from head to toe. His lips were soft and his tongue darted in her mouth without warning. Her panties moistened. The fire in his kiss and the way his strong arms felt wrapped around her back made her lightheaded. She stood on her toes, and under the lights next to Macy’s window, Angela ran her fingers through the back of Eric’s hair and didn’t resist when he pressed his chest up against hers and nuzzled her neck. Meshed together under the spotlight, a flash of heat shot through her body. It seemed as if they were alone in the midst of the busy city streets. A man sprinted past them and bumped into Eric and the spell was broken, but it was a memorable moment that validated how much she wanted him even more. She took a tiny step back, still in a daze.

“You look so beautiful tonight. You’re driving me crazy,” Eric whispered, his voice hoarse and sexy. “Let’s get going, or I’m going to sweep you up and carry you away.” His words sounded like something out of a fairy tale.

“I might like that.” She gave a tiny grin.

“Oh, you would? Come here.” He grabbed her around her waist and brought her into him. They headed toward the parking lot.

“I’ll have to make a point to thank Rob and Savannah when they get back.”

“What for?”

“For bringing us together. If they hadn’t added me to the guest list, I would’ve never met you,” he admitted.

“Aww. Thanks!” Angela shared the same emotions. “I guess you have a good point there. What were the chances of an editor at a news and celebrity show hooking up with a doctor starting his career in medicine? Definitely unexpected.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a wonderful thing. Not that I’ve dated jerks or losers.” She giggled. “I meet mostly men in the business or in an associated field, working at a television station.”

“You don’t get out much, do you?” Eric joked.

“Very funny.” She swatted his arm in a playful gesture.

“I’m only fooling with you.”
“Yeah, sure.” She laughed.
“Here we are.” Eric led the way to his car. He

opened the door on the passenger side. Angela got in and took note of his attentive approach. A warm feeling of comfort filled her spirit.