Vice Release Day ** Giveaway

I think this is the release day I have anticipated more than any other. I’m so pleased you could join me for the release of Vice, my contemporary romance with Samhain Publishing.

A personal novel, one that draws on my experiences with a family member who is a compulsive gambler, Vice was rewarding to write. Although many advance readers have told me it’s a tearjerker, you can rest assured of a happy ending and an enduring love.

Because I am so eager to share this steamy story, I am doing a giveaway for 3 e-copies. How do you win? Comment here and let me know what makes you shed a tear when reading. Is it seeing the characters endure conflict? Is it the threat of love dying? Tell me what brings you to tears! How’s that for happy. 😉

I’ll pick three winners on Sept. 25.

Please spread the word about Vice and add it to your TBR list today.

Blurb:

He’s much more than a bad habit.

As a Vegas singer and volunteer counselor, Kate Callender has experienced life on both sides of Sin City’s bright lights. The thrill of performing, and gambling’s devastating effect on the addicts’ families.

Liam Doyle is just the kind of man she despises—a handsome, enigmatic businessman with a knack for seducing customers into his casino hotels. Determined to put a lid on his growing influence, she prepares to picket the opening of his newest casino, Vice.

When Liam spots the lone protestor hassling his customers, annoyance wars with instant attraction. And he quickly discovers the leggy redhead not only can’t be bought, she tempts him the way the sound of a roulette wheel lures a gambler.

They are natural enemies, but when a vile attack sparks Liam’s protective instincts, they begin a sexual odyssey that dances on the edge of addiction. Dangerously close to losing control…and losing themselves.

Warning: Contains a sexy, damaged hero who’d really rather just be having sex, and a no-nonsense redhead who makes him want to roll the dice on love just one more time.

 

Excerpt:

He meandered toward her and forced a smile. “You seem to have had a busy day.”

She whipped around and her eyes widened. He saw her give him a quick once-over. Did she like what she saw? Interesting. There was some perverse satisfaction in that.

“It has been busy.” She narrowed her hazel eyes at him. “Do you work here?”

So, she didn’t recognize him. Good. “Yes, ma’am, I do.” He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, noting how her gaze dropped to his exposed forearms. Her lips parted. Clearly, working out had its merits. “And word inside is you’ve upset the big boss.”

Her nostrils flared as she dragged her gaze away from his arms. “About time.” She put her sign down and picked up her purse. “Do you know Liam Doyle?”

“I’ve heard one or two things about him.”

She stepped closer and her lips did the most amazing thing, curling into a flirtatious semi-smile. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to share them with me? The other guy kept on sucking up about him as if he was wearing a wire.” She paused. “You’re not wearing a wire, are you?”

He laughed out loud. He couldn’t help it. This was way too much fun. He sidled close to her, leaned in conspiratorially, and put a hand on her elbow. Her very soft elbow. “I’m not wearing a wire. But are you sure you want to know the truth about Doyle? I don’t know if you can handle it.”

She gawked at him and then at his lips. Her voice came out in a whisper. “Try me.”

He murmured in her ear, taking note of her lilac scent. “Well, I hear at midnight he sprouts black wings and horns. And he’s always searching for innocent maidens to add to his coven.” He bit on his bottom lip, suddenly wishing he was gnawing on hers.

At first, her eyelids did this fluttery thing that made his imported pants spring to life. But then she blinked and began to laugh. “And here I thought I was dealing with a mere businessman. I didn’t realize Doyle was cousins with Lucifer.”

“What’s your name?”

She regarded him from out of the side of her eye, her mouth still bearing the same flirty grin. “What’s yours?”

“Consider me a friend who wants to give you some advice.”

The smile disappeared from her face. “And what would that be?”

“Don’t mess with Liam Doyle. He doesn’t take to it kindly.”

The coquettish shine in her eyes hardened. “Is that a threat?”

“No, sugar. That’s not my style.”

“What exactly do you do here? Are you in security?”

“Never mind that.” He waved his hand. “Look, you’ve had your fun. Why don’t you run along home now?”

She reached for her sign and tucked it under her arm. “I will go where I damn well please. And you can tell your friend Mr. Doyle to expect me tomorrow. Maybe next time he’ll be brave enough to confront me himself.” She turned on her heel and walked down the manicured pathway leading to the taxi bay.

Liam stared at her ass as she walked away. Brave?

Game on, sugar. He’d show her brave.

 

 

 

Buy links:

Samhain Publishing: https://www.samhainpublishing.com/book/5577/vice

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Vice-Rosanna-Leo-ebook/dp/B00Y05TZ02/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-CA/ebook/vice-20

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vice-rosanna-leo/1121969539?ean=9781619227194

iTunes: https://geo.itunes.apple.com/us/book/vice/id997241784?mt=11

ARE: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-vice-1840843-149.html

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Rosanna_Leo_Vice?id=rB91CQAAQBAJ&hl=en

Project Purse Dump – Tracey Gee

I have a good pal and coffee buddy. Her name is Tracey Gee and she runs a super book blog called LOVExtra.com . When Tracey let me know that she and our author friend Jessica Cale were planning a blog tour called Project Purse Dump, I knew I had to get involved. And then I immediately set about cleaning my purse…like, with a Shop Vac. More on that later.

Several authors and romance bloggers joined in and we will present you with the inner working of our purses every Friday! How cool is that? Our fearless (??) leader Tracey is the first to spew her contents…of her purse, of course. Stay tuned,  and play voyeur with us over the next few weeks.

Tracey, show us your purse and initiate #ProjectPurseDump!

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Project Purse Dump

I’m so meta. You can see, in the background, this blog posting as it’s being written.

Welcome to Week 1 of Project Purse Dump. I get to go first only so I can give the other wonderful people who’ve signed up a chance to get their blogs ready. Mine will be the dullest purse, I’m sure.

First of all, I don’t carry a purse. That alone is a blog post (not really, that would be cruel). I’m a backpack kinda gal and have been for about 30 years. I have come to the following two conclusions about this:

1. It’s better for my body.
2. I’m a Libra and hate to be unbalanced.

And here’s my stash, once more, with feeling:

Here’s the tale of the tape, minus the tape.

1. The two most essential drugs/supplements in my life, after Xylometazoline: Acetaminophen and Lactaid®. They go with me, everywhere.
2. I live in Canada. And like most Canucks, I have a dizzying array of Tim Cards. Neither of these has any money on it. Bummer.
3. Boring. My wallet and coin purse.
4. Double-boring. My water bottle. You never know when you’ll be stranded and need water. One day, I’ll blog about my struggle (mostly over now, phew) with OCD. Not fake OCD, the real deal.
5. My blood donor reminder card. I went last week. Yay! Cookies!
6. Ok, now we have a story. This is my ultra-cool Swiss Army knife. I’ve carried one forever. The best thing about this one (my second in 30+ years, first one was stolen)? I was in Genève once a long long time ago and got locked in a public toilet. For years I wondered what on earth would I ever do with a fish scaler. Seriously? Me? I’m at two with Nature.

Then I went to Genève. Things to know about many parts of Europe? Pay toilets. Things to know about this particular pay toilet in Genève?

1. If you catch the door before it closes and you haven’t put any coins in (I didn’t have any, I wasn’t being cheap, just desperate), you will be LOCKED IN THE TOILET.
2. A lot of the public toilets are floor-to-ceiling walls for the cubicles. That means, they aren’t really cubicles. They’re tiny rooms.
3. There is a drug problem in some parts of Europe and in some public toilets (even in really nice places), they use black light so those wanting to find a vein can’t do so.

So you get the idea: I was locked in a very dark tiny room in Switzerland. And I have a train to catch (once I find the train station) because I’m heading to Italy (the food’s better).

Oh, did I mention I’m claustrophobic?

And did I mention there is little-to-no sympathy for North Americans travelling in Europe without change for the toilet? That’s just an aside.

In panic, I rifled through my knapsack and dug up my Swiss Army knife and tried a few things before hitting the fish scaler and voila! I was in Milan later that same day eating farfalle al funghi, the morning just a bad memory.

1. My teeny phone. I live on my teeny phone. Mummy loves her teeny phone. It’s an HTC Desire C and I have three of them.  No. Really. All I need: email, WhatsApp, and Instagram. It possibly works as a phone, too.
2. A watch. Yes. It’s true. I wear a watch. I hate having to look at my phone for the time because I don’t want to look like one of those people who owns 3 HTC Desire C phones.
3. My comb. Just in case I get a moment to actually comb my hair. That happened in 2014, and I look forward to it happening again this fiscal.
4. What kind of mother would I be if I didn’t have my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle gel pen?
5. Don’t laugh. It’s the schedule for the Y by my house. I circle classes on it (which I never attend).
6. My only cosmetic: lip balm. That’s it.
7. My key chain. See that carabiner clip? I hang my keys on my bra strap. It’s the only way I can find my keys. I never keep them in my purse except when I’m NOT out. That spine on my key chain? That from my evil chiropractor. It’s a great ice breaker.
8. My teeny tiny travel New Testament, Psalms, and Proverbs. Because you never know when you need a quiet moment with God.

About Tracey Gee

Bright light! Bright light! (Sure, you saw Gremlins, didn’t you?)

I’m a crabby old bat. Easily distracted. Portly, perimenopausal, whiffy yet whimsical. I keep the BFG 9000 in my girdle. In my spare time, I eat stress. Lots of it.

I’m the O/O of LOVExtra.com, my newest binary baby who’s about to turn one, this November. My personal blog is the aptly named Old Enough and Ugly Enough. J

I’m trying desperately to write a book which is worthy of a publisher’s notice.  In the absence of that, I play piano and classical guitar—badly—and go to Zumba. My own true love.

I eschew malls.

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Predator’s Fire up for Reader’s Choice Award at TRR!

I’m so excited to share that one of my Gemini Island Shifters qualifies for a Reader’s Choice Award at The Romance Reviews. That’s right. Predator’s Fire is nominated in the category of Paranormal Romance.

Voting is now open! If you enjoyed this series and Killian and Nina’s romance, in particular, please vote between now and Sept. 30. You must be logged in at TRR. At least 50 votes are needed to proceed to the next round.

Vote here: http://www.theromancereviews.com/viewbooks.php?bookid=15585

Thank you for your support!