Here is my interview with Rosanna Leo

I had the pleasure of being interviewed by Fiona McVie about Vice and my work. Join us.


Name:  Rosanna Leo

Age: 30…and you can’t prove otherwise. I’ve disposed of any evidence to the contrary. (Please note: this is in no way a legal declaration of my age, as I am lying through my teeth)

Where are you from? I was born in Toronto, Canada, and still live nearby.

A little about your self `ie your education Family life etc:

My husband and I are going to celebrate our 20th anniversary next year and we are still just as silly as the day we got married. We have two teenage boys who threaten daily to eat us out of house and home. My only comrade in the craziness of our home is my tabby cat Sweetie, with whom I share a psychic bond. (Okay, really I just love her.)


Fiona: Tell us your latest news?

Rosanna: Thanks Fiona. This fall, I have so much book…

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Release day for Predator’s Trinity!

Evil has come to Gemini Island. Will love be enough to defeat it?

I’m so excited to share my release day for Predator’s Trinity, Gemini Island Shifters 6, with you.


This book is a departure for me. It is my first published menage romance. I have toyed with the genre in the past, and received some great feedback from my publisher Liquid Silver Books. However, even when I began experimenting with this sexy genre, I could never foresee the path this series would take. I certainly never expected it to be a hit with my readers. I hope everyone enjoys this one, too.

Here, you will see the culmination of a circle of conflict begun in the previous books in the series. Namely the Alpha Brethren and their vicious leader August Crane. As much as I write all my books to stand alone, I will suggest to any new readers that you read the previous books before this one, to better understand those conflicts and the people involved.

The book is available just about everywhere right now. Follow through for all the links. Thank you for all your support and interest, and the love you’ve shown these characters. If you enjoy my books, I ask you to share the news and please post a review on Goodreads or wherever you purchase them.

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Daisy Banks. Christmas Carols.

It is a treat to welcome author Daisy Banks today, and I mean that literally. Not only has she brought us the scoop on her new romance Christmas Carols, she has included a tempting recipe as well. Welcome, Daisy!


Thank you, Rosanna, for your kind offer to help me celebrate the release of my new book Christmas Carols, published by Liquid Silver Books on the 10th of August.

I know readers might think it a little odd to be thinking about Christmas in August but in Victorian England, where my story is set, people were used to starting their Christmas preparations early.

Many people in that era had fruit bushes and trees in their gardens and preserving the fruit to use later in the year lead to some interesting recipes. One of which remains a favorite method of preserving fruit. This is done by using a complimentary liqueur or spirit and bottling the fruit in it.

Victorian estates big enough to have a conservatory or walled garden had the best possible ingredients to work with. The mistress of such a home would be delighted if her cook could offer peaches in brandy or cherries in kirsch for the Christmas table.

Claude Monet. Das Pfirsichglas. Öl/Leinwand, 55,5 x 46 cm. Galerie Neue Meister, Galerienummer: 2525 B. Veröffentlichung nur mit Genehmigung und Quellenangabe.

The recipe for these is easy to follow and the results delicious if served with ice cream or fresh cream.

Peaches in brandy.

5 large ripe peaches (as perfect as you can find them)

100g (3.5 oz) caster sugar

1 vanilla pod (per jar of peaches) optional

600ml brandy, or more if required you need enough to cover the fruit in the jars.

Sterilize the jars ready for your fruit and brandy. This is vital. If you don’t have perfectly clean jars your fruit may well go bad.

Select perfect and ripe peaches. Place them in a deep bowl and completely cover the fruit with boiling water. Allow the fruit to sit for about three minutes.

Take a peach out of the hot water and put it on a plate. Try to peel the skin off. It should slide off easily, if it doesn’t return to the hot water and wait another couple of minutes. When you know the fruit is ready to peel do all of them and then cut them in half. Gently remove the peach pit from the centre.

Cut peaches into quarters and then halve again if necessary depending on the size of your jars. Place peaches in layers in the jar add a layer of caster sugar over each layer of peaches as you move up the jar. Place a vanilla pod down one side of each jar if you wish to use the vanilla.

Pour brandy into the jar and make sure the peaches are completely covered. Seal tight and then shake gently to help dissolve the sugar.

Place the jar in a cool, dark place for three months though they can last up to six. Make sure you shake the jar gently once a week.

After three months the brandy will have infused into the peaches, obviously if you leave your jars longer the flavours will continue to develop and combine.

Serve delicious brandied peaches.


Alice and Stephen make preparations of their own for Christmas in the story as you can see in this short excerpt.


Full of plans for the morning, and contemplating the details of the flower arrangements she would have in place for the first Sunday of Advent, Alice hurried along the frosty street. She crossed at the corner by the church, stepping with care past a steaming pile left in the road by a passing horse, and made her way through the wrought iron gates and into the church.

Inhaling as she entered the brick building, she found a hint of the fragrance of the lilies she’d missed last night. She pulled off her gloves and unwound her scarf, but before she sat to make one or two preliminary sketches of her ideas for Mr. Francis, she’d discover the placement of her lilies. Setting her things down at the end of one of the pews, she stepped slow to turn in a full circle, tracing the direction of the delicious heady scent in the air.

My goodness!

The lilies sat in one of the small alcoves right on the other side of the nave. As far from their original position at the bottom of the steps leading to the organ as was possible. She tutted as she crossed the nave to pick up the large arrangement to take it back to where it belonged. “I’ll have to speak to the verger and find out who moved them.”

The tall flowers blocked her view, so she took small slow steps.

“Good morning, Mrs. Broadbrace.”

She peered around the side of the floral display. “Good morning, Mr. Grafton. I must say I greatly enjoyed your performance last night.”

He sneezed and sniffed. “Please tell me, madam, is your presence always announced with flowers? I can smell lilies.”

“No, and yes, sir. I’m just placing this arrangement back where it belongs. Someone had moved them.”

“I know. I asked Oswald to remove them before the recital last night.”

She set the flowers down. “I don’t understand, sir.”

He took off his hat. Several strands of his fair hair stood up. The dog sat at his side. “The matter is quite simple, ma’am. I have an aversion to lilies. They have a debilitating effect.”


“Well, all flowers to be truthful, but lilies more than most. I must ask you to refrain from using them in the displays you place anywhere near my seat at the organ.”


“If you’d be so kind could you remove them at once?” He sneezed again.

“I’ve never heard the like.”

An expression that might have been a smile rose on his face. “I’m sure I am not the only individual to suffer from the symptoms they induce.”

“Of course I’ll take them away, Mr. Grafton. May I ask, are there any flowers that don’t affect you?”

He pursed his lips and tapped one finger against the cane in his hand. Several seconds passed until he spoke. “Daisies, I believe they cause no reaction at all.”

“I can’t possibly acquire daisies this time of year!”



Stephen Grafton, the blind organist at Holy Trinity Church, is gaining a reputation for his fine playing and compositions. Alice Broadbrace’s initial venture back into society after years in deep mourning brings her to the notice of the talented organist, and he offers her the opportunity to sing a solo carol to his accompaniment. His courage convinces her to find her own, while her charm entices him into thoughts of romance. A difficult walk in a snow storm is only the beginning of Stephen and Alice’s journey to happiness. Enjoy this sweet Victorian tale of talent and love blossoming.


Thanks for reading

Daisy Banks


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Daisy Banks is the author of

Soon to be available with Liquid Silver Books Serving the Serpent

Christmas Carols

Marked for Magic

To Eternity

A Perfect Match


Valentine Wishes

A Gentleman’s Folly

Your Heart My Soul

Fiona’s Wish

A Matter of Some Scandal

Daisy’s books are available here


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Daisy Banks writes a regular monthly story in the Sexy to Go compilations.


Attribution for peaches image

“Claude Monet – Das Pfirsichglas” by Claude Monet – Staatliche Kunstsammlungen Dresden. Licensed under Public Domain via Commons –


Monette Michaels. Storm Warning.

Not only is Monette Michaels a fabulous author (one of my “go-to’s”), she is a mentor to me. She has been a huge supporter of my work and has really helped me iron out some of the kinks in my work. I love this lady and I couldn’t be more excited to see her release a new book. In this case, she’s brought us the latest installment in her wildly popular SSI series, Storm Warning. Please help me give Monette a warm welcome and make sure you preorder this one pronto.



Storm Warning, Book 4, Security Specialists International

Author: Monette Michaels

ISBN: 978-0-9862730-5-6

Publication Date: August 25, 2015

Publisher: Monette Michaels

Words: 118.5 K

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Former helicopter pilot DJ Poe is a woman used to working in a man’s world and comfortable as SSI’s first female field operative. It’s her instant attraction to the company’s computer specialist that has her questioning her ability to overcome her past and develop an intimate relationship with a man.

Stuart “Tweeter” Walsh already admired DJ for saving his brother’s life in Afghanistan, but when the tall, leggy, blonde goddess joins SSI, he falls instantly in love. All he has to do is convince the man-shy beauty to take a chance on him.

Take one alpha-male geek, add in one skittish female warrioress—throw them into close proximity and you have the perfect conditions for storm warnings.

Excerpt 3:

Settling back against the faux burgundy leather, DJ sighed happily. “That was a long day, but fun. I’ve never bought so many things at one time before.”

DJ had never enjoyed shopping so much. The fun company made all the difference. She’d bought more winter clothing and a one-piece swimsuit for the Sanctuary indoor lap pool and hot tub. She also managed to find some pretty clothes for her mother whose birthday was later in the month.

“Well, you didn’t buy the bikini that looked so good on you.” Before DJ could defend her position, Callie added, “So, I bought it for you.” The former model winked. “Tweeter will

lu-u-urve it.”

DJ picked up a packet of sugar and threw it at Callie who laughed as she batted it away. “I can’t wear that,” she protested. “Not all of us are former Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover models. Besides it has huge holes.”

“My dearest DJ, they’re called strategically placed cut-outs,” Callie intoned in a snooty tone she must’ve picked up from a top fashion designer. “And you, my dear, have the perfectly toned body to show this little ensemble to advantage. It just screams you.”

DJ snorted and shook her head, but she couldn’t help smiling at Callie’s silliness.

Callie giggled and added in her normal voice, “Seriously, DJ yyou looked hawt in it. That royal blue color was great against your skin tones. So … I’m giving it to you and you’re keeping it.”

“Might as well give up,” Keely said. “Callie’s going through the hormonal need-to-mother-everybody part of her pregnancy. And she’s right, my brother will love you in that suit. I wish I had long legs … and a long torso. I’d have bought the fuschia-colored one. Unfortunately, those cut-outs would hit me in all the wrong places. It’s hell being short.”


Giveaway ** Angela B. Chrysler’s Brains To Books Tour

I’m very pleased to appear at Angela B. Chrysler’s Brains to Books blog tour today. She’s been hosting some wonderful authors through July and August and I’ve enjoyed getting to know their work and hers. The post is here:

I am doing a giveaway of one ebook from my backlist in conjunction with the post. The post will link you back here, so please leave a comment and share your thoughts on why fantasy in romance is a good thing. How has romance elevated your life?

I will award a book to one reader who comments. And in the meantime, don’t forget to check out Angela’s site and her awesome work! Thank you.

Never tired of London.

Samuel Johnson once said, “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.”

I couldn’t agree more. Having just returned from London, I am already dreaming of the next time I might visit. London has always been one of my favorite places to visit. I had my first journey there when I was an impressionable 15. I returned with my husband in 1999, when the London Eye was still being constructed. And this trip, the first with our sons, was just as memorable. It was gratifying seeing the city through their eyes and knowing it impressed them as much as it first did me.


I’ve tried to narrow down exactly what I like best about this vibrant city, but I don’t think I can name one particular aspect. Being a history nut, of course I’ve enjoyed visiting the historical attractions and learning the stories behind monuments and great works of art. As a lover of the supernatural, I adore hearing a new ghost story and glimpsing where those spirits might still wander. However, the architecture and cultural life of London leave me just as amazed.



This time around, I think the highlight for me was attending London Walks, a local company that runs daily and nightly walks around various neighborhoods. We did five of these walks, venturing into dark alleyways, peeking at old plague pits and shivering at tales of Jack the Ripper and other city ghosts.  Without London Walks guiding us, I would never have known the pretty house in the pic below was actually one of the remaining brothels from early London (frequented, I might add, by cardinals and other clergy. Naughty boys).




One of my favorite London haunts is Hampton Court, the palace Henry VIII appropriated from his adviser Thomas Wolsey. What’s not to love? With a host of lively ghosts, a hedge maze, state apartments from Tudor, Georgian and other periods, and gorgeous gardens, Hampton Court has something for everyone. I took many photos there, including the one below, of the ceiling at the front entrance. DSCF3604

I can truly say Samuel Johnson got it right. I will never tire of London. I’ve only touched on a few of the sites I visited but the memories of others play on a constant loop in my head. London makes me dream. It makes me feel a part of history, or at the very least, an interested fly on the wall. And as you can see from the wide smile on my face, I can’t wait to go back.


Have you been to London? What are some of your favorite things to see and do?

Vice. Compulsive gambling and its effect on my family.

They say some stories write themselves.

For a long time, I’ve had a story burning inside me, one itching to be told, and that is Vice, my upcoming contemporary with Samhain Publishing.


Vice is the story of Kate Callender, a woman who runs a Las Vegas support group for families of compulsive gamblers. She never expects to fall in love with Liam Doyle, owner of a hot casino called Vice. And when she does, her world is upended. Liam is exactly the sort of man she’s always despised. She sees him as an enabler. How can she possibly reconcile her feelings for him and walk off into the sunset? This was a question with which I grappled as I wrote this novel.

Kate’s story is a personal one. She could, in fact, be me. I have lived some of her experiences and I certainly understand her motivations.

My father is a compulsive gambler and his addiction has affected our family in so many ways. So much so, he can no longer be a part of our lives. I would never wish this sort of addiction on anyone. It tears at the fabric of a family and it can be hard to bounce back. It was for us.

Although there are many differences between Kate and I (I have never fallen in love with a sexy casino owner), there are lots of similarities, too. It was easy for me to assume a bias as I wrote the book, but also important that I took a step back. I didn’t want to sound judgmental. Gambling will never be my activity of choice, but I would never begrudge anyone a fun weekend in Vegas.

Would I have made Kate’s choices? Probably not. But that’s the fun part of writing romance. We get to provide happy endings, and it was important to me that she get a happy ending. Even still, she does not come through her trials unscathed. Yes, I wanted this book to end on a positive note, but I also needed to inject a measure of realism. And the reality is most people dealing with this addiction don’t always get their happy endings.

Without divulging too much about my own family’s experiences, I will tell you this. Our collective world fell apart twenty years ago, and it wasn’t the first time. Two decades later, there are days when I still question how we persevered. Seeing my family hit rock bottom, a theme that is crucial to Vice, was something I never care to see again. However, we had the assistance of professionals, people who helped us claw our way back to life. Having this support made all the difference and I would urge anyone who needs help to seek support in their communities.

If you know someone who is affected by compulsive gambling, contact your local chapter of Gam-Anon.

Vice releases Sept. 22, but is available for preorder at, as well as at Amazon, ARE, Kobo and Barnes & Noble.

Thank you.