Halloween Hop! Grab your freebies!

I’m taking part in the Halloween Hop, hosted by author Christa Maurice. The best part of this hop? Free books at every stop. All you need to do is visit the Facebook pages of the participating authors to click their links.

Start over at my Facebook page, where I’m offering up a copy of Predator’s Kiss, Gemini Island Shifters 1.  All the links are in the pinned post at top.

While you’re there, feel free to give the participating authors a “like!” The hop will be active until Oct. 31.

Happy hopping, and happy reading!

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Bare Season by @AllieRitch

I’ve been reading Allie Ritch’s sexy romances for some time now and am so pleased to share her latest with you! Welcome, Allie!

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Hi, Rosanna. Thank you for hosting me and my frost bear shifters. I know you’re a fan of sexy men who turn into bears (Go, Ryland and Soren!), and I’m thrilled to announce the release of my book Bare Season.

On the arctic planet of Jensen, winter is the bare season. Food is scarce, the trees are stripped, and snow covers the landscape as far as the eye can see. Man must battle against nature, surviving hungry predators, cracking ice, and deadly avalanches. Most villagers hole up for the winter and use it as the mating season—a time to pair up and test out a romance. That’s certainly one good way to stay warm.

Now in her forties, Idonea has pretty much given up on love. The last man she wintered with abandoned her, leaving her to be eaten by an attacking frost bear while he saved his own skin. She doesn’t have a very high opinion of males. And needless to say, she’s terrified of bears. Idonea wouldn’t venture into the wilderness during such a brutal season if it weren’t for her parents. Her father was injured saving her from the bear that almost killed her, so her family needs her help to provide food. When she comes nose to nose with an enormous male bear while she’s out hunting, she is sure she’s as good as dead.

Then the bear shifts into a gorgeous naked man and presents a whole other challenge. Massak is sure Idonea is his mate, and he’s been following her scent for miles. The attraction between them is instantaneous. Earning her trust is a much slower process. He’ll have to use the winter season to win her over. Given her opinion of men and fear of bears, that won’t be easy.

Bare Season is the fourth book in my Children of Nanook series. When I wrote the first book, Mating Season, I had no idea it would be my most popular work. I’m delighted readers have embraced my frost bear shifters, and I hope they enjoy Massak and Idonea as much as the previous characters.

Buy Links for Bare Season:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon CA:  https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bare-season-allie-ritch/1129557891?ean=2940156131785

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/bare-season

Kobo UK: https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/bare-season

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1436435635

 

Excerpt:

 

A dazzling flash of light blinded her before she could draw back the bowstring. Spots danced before her eyes, followed by a shimmering rainbow of lights like the auroras that sometimes lit up the sky. Then the night dimmed back to normal. She blinked her vision clear…and then blinked some more.

 

Where the frost bear had been, there now stood a naked man who was equally remarkable. Though he had to be in his fourth decade of life like she was, his white-blond hair wasn’t streaked with gray. Instead, it had a darker color that probably looked like yellow gold in the daylight. His whole body was roped with muscle beneath his pale skin, and his abs were as well defined as the rocks studding the mountainside. A dusting of hair that looked almost transparent trailed from his bellybutton down to a blond thatch of curls. Against it, his long, thick shaft looked darkly flushed, especially when it started to harden.

 

Idonea forced her gaze back up.

 

“I like the way you look at me, female. Does my body meet with your approval?” Lust twinkled in his brown eyes, and a smile flirted with the edges of his full lips.

 

All the blood that had sunk to her feet reversed course to flame across her cheeks. She was far too old to be blushing like some young girl, but telling herself that didn’t seem to stop it.

 

With no safe way to answer his question, she said the first thing that popped into her mind. “You’re two-skinned. A Child of Nanook.”

 

It was the only explanation for what she’d seen. A frost bear had been standing there one moment, this blush-inducing male the next. The Children of Nanook had once been like her people. They had traveled across the stars to settle on Jensen long ago, but in order to survive, they had joined spirits with the native frost bear. In this way, they had become a new race—one that could shift forms between man and beast.

 

“You know of my people.” His voice was so deep it seemed to vibrate through her. When he looked her over from head to toe, his slow perusal left her feeling as if she were the one who was naked. “Are you wearing one of my people?”

 

“What?”

 

“Your coat,” he said. “It is made from the pelt of a frost bear.”

 

Idonea glanced down at the front of her coat and finally shook her head to clear it. “A regular animal, not a shifter.”

 

“You killed it yourself?” His tone was inscrutable.

 

For all she knew, the Children of Nanook protected frost bears, and harming one might be considered a grave offense. She answered carefully. “My father and I did, and only because it was trying to kill me.”

 

He appeared to accept her response and flicked his gaze over her again. “You look good in fur. Like a little bear.”

 

Flustered—and annoyed that he’d made her feel that way—she glared at him. “Whereas you look terrifying in fur. You nearly scared me to death, sneaking up on me as a frost bear.”

 

“Ah, yes.” He bent to pick up the leather bag at his feet. “The ‘poor person’ you believe I ate.”

 

Now she was sure he was laughing at her, which did not improve her temper. “What was I supposed to think? Why else would a bear be carrying a pack and snowshoes?”

 

“To hold my clothes,” he explained. “I was tracking a scent and decided it was easier to travel in bear form. You came from the village of Idona.”

 

He didn’t make his last statement a question.

 

She frowned at him, confused and still distracted by his nude body. “I visited the trading post there a week ago. I’m from another village, but my mother’s family is from Idona. That’s why she named me Idonea: to carry a piece of home with her after moving to my father’s village. I know about your people because a Child of Nanook took a woman from Idona as his mate last year. Raiders from the north abducted her, but he got her back before they could carry her over the mountains.”

 

“Yes,” he said. “Tuaq ran the clawless men down in his bear form.”

 

Idonea shivered as she envisioned a frost bear, motivated by wrath and enhanced by a man’s intelligence. She wondered if there had been any pieces left of the raiders.

 

“I’ve just come from Tuaq,” he added. “Before that, I visited two of our females who found mates among your people.”

 

“Shila and Miksa.” She had heard about them too, though only through the gossip at the trading posts. “I heard Shila found protection with a distant villager after two of her own kind assaulted her. Miksa couldn’t find a mate among your people because she couldn’t change into a bear.”

 

“Yes, and now she is mated to a runt who is as ferocious as a wolverine.” Humor colored his voice, and the curve of his lips brought her attention to his mouth.

 

Against her will, her gaze swept over him again, taking in his chiseled form all the way down to his toes. His shaft was still semi-erect, which was impressive, given how cold the air was. Idonea had to exert all her self-control to avert her eyes.

 

“If you have clothes, why don’t you put them on?” And stop making her so hot she expected steam to rise from the top of her head.

 

He kept his shoulders back, clearly unabashed. “Because you still haven’t answered my question.”

 

“Question?” What question? How could he expect her to think straight with him standing there, pointing that thing at her?

 

“My name is Massak,” he said. “And I asked if my body meets with your approval.”

 

Buy Links:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon CA:  https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07HDTNNDF

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bare-season-allie-ritch/1129557891?ean=2940156131785

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/bare-season

Kobo UK: https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/bare-season

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1436435635

 

Author Links:

Website/Blog: https://allieritch.wordpress.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AllieRitch

Amazon Page: https://www.amazon.com/author/allieritch

Goodreads Page: http://www.goodreads.com/AllieRitch

Google+: https://plus.google.com/111312224583397875521/posts

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/allie-ritch

Manic Readers: http://www.manicreaders.com/AllieRitch/

 

Learn more about the Children of Nanook series from this guest post at Rosanna’s: https://rosannaleoauthor.wordpress.com/2016/04/11/allie-ritch-children-of-nanook-series/

Rosanna’s recommended reads! @Lynn_Writes @MariaValeAuthor @YesItsNicolaC @Jodie_Griffin @ThereseBeharrie

It’s been some time since I’ve been able to share my recent favourite romance reads, so I’m pleased to be able to bring you up to speed!

Of course, if you’re following me on Bookbub, you’ll get all my recommendations in real time. Want to follow me there? Just click here! 

I’ve been lucky in the reading department the past few months and have been able to add a few authors to my auto-buy list. These were some of the ones I enjoyed:

Pas De Deux by Lynn Turner

A wonderful look at the world of ballet and musical theatre, through the eyes of a talented Black ballerina.

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The Last Wolf by Maria Vale

The world-building in this amazing paranormal romance blew me away!

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To My Muse by Nicola M. Cameron

Not only is this romcom funny, it’s smart and modern and relevant.

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Twice In A Lifetime by Jodie Griffin

This f/f romance from Jodie Griffin will make you swoon.

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Surprise Baby, Second Chance by Therese Beharrie

Delightful second chance romance that will make you believe in the power of love.

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I hope you enjoy these romances and that these authors make it onto your list as well!

xoxo

Rosanna

 

 

Northern Hearts Conference…and a winner!

This past weekend, I had a pleasure of attending the Northern Hearts Conference in Toronto. Hosted by the Toronto Romance Writers, our local chapter of the Romance Writers of America, it was a blast. I must, first of all, offer kudos to TRW for hosting a fun-filled, informative day. Everyone was so welcoming and it was wonderful to meet so many of my online friends in person.

I had the pleasure of attending seminars from agent Stacey Donaghy and editor Cat Clyne, as well as as master class with Kelley Armstrong, and sessions by Rain Merton, Tamsen Parker, Eli Lang, Stefanie London, Regina Kyle, Misty Simon and Zoe York. It was fabulous and I learned so much. The keynote address by Molly O’Keefe had everyone in tears. My special thanks must go out to Christine d’Abo, our President, for taking extra special care of me and so many others.

In addition to all this, I was recognized with a wonderful honour. My contemporary romance A Good Man, Handymen 1, won the 2018 Northern Hearts Contest in Contemporary Romance, as well as picking up second place in the Best Canadian Author category!

I cannot express how overwhelmed I am. My sincere thanks go out to everyone at TRW. I am so grateful and my heart is full.

I can’t wait to attend Northern Hearts next year and if you write romance, you should too!

Haven’t read A Good Man? You can find your copy here!

 

Brainstorming. My nemesis.

I think most writers will tell you they have a favourite part of the writing process. Others will probably tell you they have a least favourite. I know I do.

My least favourite part is brainstorming. For me, coming up with ideas is hard and it’s the part of the process I dread, even if it’s just a little bit.

Why? After all, one might assume it’s easy to jot fresh ideas down on a piece of paper and go from there.

Well, I’ve never been much of an “ideas woman.” That may sound strange, coming from a writer. When faced with a blank slate, my mind starts to wander down dangerous paths. I start wondering if we have enough ice cream in the house, or whether or not I should spend a couple of hours searching for my new hero’s hairstyle on Pinterest. You see what I mean? It’s during the brainstorming part that I lose focus.

If someone gave me a prompt, I could run with it, even if it was something I might not prefer to write. For example, if you said, “Rosanna, I need you to write a story about a gargoyle who crochets blankets in his spare time,” I’d have that gargoyle’s backstory in no time. I’d invent family and friends for him. I’d know what he likes to eat. I’d know his name and birth sign and that he’s an expert in cathedral architecture (he is a gargoyle, after all.)

My difficulty is coming up with the gargoyle.

Eventually, I do get there. Obviously, I have come up with story ideas and I know I will again, but each new story creation  is an obstacle I have to surmount. It’s a challenge.

Challenges are good. You know, most of the time.

The challenge I’ve recently set for myself is to come up with a new paranormal romance idea. I can do this, right?

How about you? What is your favourite, or least favourite, part of the writing process?

Birthday ruminations.

Yes, it is my birthday. My 48th, actually, and I’m not sure how I feel about that yet. Give me a year, and I’ll probably love my 48th.

The last few birthdays have been odd. The numbers don’t always sit well with me. I thought it might be cathartic to write a little piece about my birthday feelings.

I should start out by saying I do appreciate all the kind wishes that have come my way. You’ve all been wonderful.

I know I should be embracing each stage. I know this in my heart of hearts. Numbers are just numbers. I should be welcoming in this new year with zest and exuberance.

However, I can’t help regarding my birthday with a good helping of suspicion. I’m on the way to fifty, guys. 5-0.  Now what?

It’s very easy to sit back and start counting all the ways one has failed. I won’t lie. Last night, while falling asleep, I did torture myself with those types of feelings.

“Not good enough.”

“Not successful enough.”

“Not selling enough books.”

“What’s with those wrinkles, dude?”

“Time to dye your hair again.”

For a few short moments, I allowed myself to wallow. And you know what? That’s okay. I accept some wallowing now and then. I think we need to wallow a bit to emerge on the other side. If we don’t acknowledge our emotions, how are we supposed to get past them?

A kind colleague and friend (that’s you, Emily!) noticed my state of mind yesterday. As she pointed out, I’ve done far more than I give myself credit for. Along with my husband, I’ve raised two beautiful young men. I’m so proud of them. I’ve found a way to juggle two careers. I’m surrounded by people who care for me. And, for the most part, I try very hard to send positive vibes into the universe and toward the people I love.

It’s everyday stuff. It’s easy to forget, but I sometimes also forget the impact on others. And I’d like to think I’ve had a good impact on people. I try, anyway.

So, here I stand, in the middle of another birthday, approaching even bigger numbers. As we all celebrate birthdays, no matter the time of year, let us all try to remember a few key things. We’ve earned our wrinkles. Books sales don’t guarantee happiness.

And we are good, possibly better than we think.

I am 48 today, bitches.

A wonderful release day for Covet, Vegas Sins 2!

As you may have seen, Covet, Vegas Sins 2, was released yesterday and I am so pleased with the response.

I really appreciate the outpouring of love from the romance community. So many fellow authors, bloggers and readers took the time to share the news. The reviews have already started coming in and they’ve made me so happy.

Author Anise Eden (author of The Healing Edge series) had this to say: “COVET shines! What a singular pleasure it was to savor this second book in the Vegas Sins Series. A masterfully written, beautifully imagined love story that inspires and delights. Rosanna Leo is one of the brightest lights in contemporary romance!”

Author Nicola M. Cameron (author of To My Muse) said: “Covet is a smolderingly hot high-stakes Vegas romance that will grab you from the first chapter and not let go. Rosanna Leo has crafted two fantastic, emotionally engaging characters in her leads, and you can’t help but root for them during their rollercoaster of a romance. I cannot wait to see where she goes with this series!”

I am overwhelmed, frankly, and I thank everyone for the love. Writing can be a solitary pursuit, and sometimes the accompanying emotions are difficult. It’s so nice to get great feedback and so much interest in the series.

Thank you all. If you haven’t yet snapped up your copy of Covet, Vegas Sins 2, you can do so at Amazon (print and ebook) and B&N (print only.)