Showing posts with label Bought: One Night One Marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bought: One Night One Marriage. Show all posts

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Competition Winners!!!


Thanks to everyone who either joined the newsletter list or liked my Facebook page! I've done the draw and Linda E you're the winner of the November Party Prize pack! I've sent you an email :)

Just in time, I got a new box of books in the post yesterday too - copies of the anthology that's out in the UK in January titled UNFINISHED BUSINESS. It's a reissue of my "Bought: One Night, One Marriage" and also includes stories by the fabulous Nina Harrington and Robyn Grady - so I thought I'd give a couple away as 'runner up' prizes. So yay for Johanna B and Sandra G - I've messaged you guys as well :)

Keep an eye out for another giveaway coming sometime soon!

Tuesday, 28 July 2009

Yes I'm still here!

Gosh it's been ages and what a busy time it has been- head down and fingers to the keyboard I can tell you!



So August means BETWEEN THE ITALIAN'S SHEETS is available direct from Harlequin Australia and will be on the shelves in the shops in New Zealand and Australia too.



I've a few titles in Europe at the moment as well - BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE is out in France, Holland, and Italy, while PLEASURED BY THE SECRET MILLIONAIRE is out in Germany and Greece and MISTRESS UNDER CONTRACT is out in Germany.


It's been a really busy time writing wise and I'm thrilled to be able to tell you I've a couple of new titles and release dates to give you:
HOT BOSS, BOARDROOM MISTRESS will be out in the UK in December this year, and then,
TO LOVE, HONOUR AND DISOBEY will be out in the UK in Febrary 2010!



I've also been busy contributing to a new blog that's over at STUFF - one of New Zealand's biggest media websites. Now its not a blog abot writing - but parenting! I take on light topics - you can check out some of them like on kid's birthday party bags, and pocket money here.




August also means that its time for the Romance Writers of New Zealand annual conference. I am so excited about going! I've only been to one before and I am very much looking forward to mixing with so many romance writers in one place and meeting some of online buddies face to face.



And of course I've been nose to the grindstone on my latest WIP as well - it is due just before the conference - so I have one huge treat to look forward to after I hit the 'send' button.
I hope you are all well and happy - hopefully I'll get to see some of you at conference!
Best wishes,
Natalie
XXX

Saturday, 1 November 2008

November!!!

Means Nanowrimo and I happily spent all day in the uni library today clocking up over 5000 words - yippeee!!! Of course I won't be writing anywhere near that the rest of the week but Saturday is my big writing day and it was nice to kick it off with a bang... and yes I did use some of those hard to wrap presents!!!

Also now it's November, that means BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE is on the bookshop shelves in Australia/New Zealand (it has sold out on the Harlequin Australia website - so thanks to you here who already bought it!) AND it is now available as an ebook or direct from Harlequin in the US - click on the do-dackey below for more - or, if you're in the US, you can wait til next month for it to be in at your local store :)

Thursday, 9 October 2008

October means...

that BOUGHT: ONE, NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE is available from Harlequin Australia! It'll be on the shelves in November but you can scoop it earlier -- and a little cheaper! -- now :)

Monday, 29 September 2008

Last days of September...

.. so its your last chance to scoop BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE from the shelves in the UK (but you can always get it on the M&B site!) and from October it'll be available on Harlequin Australia - a month before hitting the shelves in Australasia :)


Meanwhile, I discovered ALL NIGHT WITH THE BOSS is out in Spain at the moment - what do you think of the cover - I think its quite the biz myself... now you could get it from Harlequin Iberica but it says its 'libro agotado' - which according to Babel Fish Translation means 'exhausted book' but I'm guessing it means its sold out ;)

And revisions are coming along - well, I spent about 6 hours on 20 pages yesterday so its a long slow process but it'll get there.... eventually!

Sunday, 7 September 2008

Reviews: Bought: One Night, One Marriage.

It's September and my fifth Modern Heat is on the shelves in the UK. I must admit I'm really looking forward to going to London and seeing them there at WH Smith :)
I've just had a couple of reviews in for it - good ones too - yay - because I had a great time writing this book and really hope that people enjoy it!

Natalie Anderson’s latest romance manages to be sexy and sassy, but also deep emotional and highly poignant. Bought: One Night, One Marriage is a wonderfully romantic story of unexpected romance that’s bursting with freshness and exuberance, but which will tug at your heartstrings and have you reaching for the tissues as well.
Moving, well-written and utterly compelling ... Natalie Anderson has outdone herself once again!
Read the rest over at Cataromance

And:

Bought: One Night, One Marriage, is a sparkling contemporary romance you will not want to miss!... Sexy, sassy and intense, this contemporary romance is full of so much emotion and drama that it will have you chuckling and weeping in equal measures!
Fast-paced, sexy and absolutely divine, Bought: One Night, One Marriage is another triumph for the brilliant Natalie Anderson!
Rest the rest of this one over at the
Pink Heart Society

Meanwhile, travel plans are kind of coming together... more on those dramas tomorrow ;)

Thursday, 14 August 2008

Cover Lovers!


One of the most fun things about this job is surfing on Amazon and seeing a cover for the first time - I just spotted this one for the December US release of BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE.

It's the same piccie but in the Presents cameo and my name in that gorgeous PINK swirly writing :)

I love it.

Now be back tomorrow to see who's won Jan's book - YAY!!!

Friday, 1 August 2008

Just a quickie

Have you checked out the fresh new Mills & Boon UK website??!! Its veeeeeeery pretty AND I'm thrilled 'cos next month's releases are up - including my BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE - and you can do the 'browse the book' thing - see if this works!!!

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

Another snippet...

I was going to bring you a clip from a 'happy weepy movie' today but I'm having trouble with Youtube so I'll do it tomorrow.
Here's another snippet from BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE.
This is the teaser in the very front page of the book...

"Let's have a competition. Our own little thing for charity. We each start Monday morning with say $100 in the kitty. We fundraise. For a week. At the end of the week whoever has raised the most wins."

"Wins what?" She was curious now, fixed on him.

"If you win, I'll double the combined amount and give it to the charity of your choice."

"And if you win?" Her eyes were wide.

"If I win then I get you for a weekend and can do whatever I want with you."

"Whatever you want?" She sounded as breathless as if she'd climbed a thousand stairs.

"You'll be my slave."


So... does it make you want to buy it?!

Sunday, 6 July 2008

Bought: One Night, One Marriage

Here's the blurb guys:

Sold! To the rogue billionaire…

When Cally wins the services of sexy tycoon Blake McKay, she’s mortified! Aware of her non-model looks, she steers clear of good-looking men – and this guy is way off the handsome scale…

Blake can see there’s a fiery, passionate woman beneath Cally’s perfectly poised exterior, so he buys another date with her. This time he’s going to be calling the shots, and will give her a night she’ll never forget! But neither has bargained on one night becoming one marriage…

Thursday, 3 July 2008

BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE - excerpt

- okay, as promised, here's the excerpt - from the very beginning of the book and both Cally and Blake are wishing they were somewhere else...

CHAPTER ONE

“I CAN’T believe I agreed to come here.” Cally looked around her, slowly taking in the decadent atmosphere in the hip Sydney bar. It was like Bacchanalia – riotous revelry. There were well over one hundred women filling the place with laughter, leer and enough bling to blind the nation. Canapés were being consumed with glee and being washed down with terrifyingly neon concoctions. High-pitched chatter drowned the relentless deep thud, thud, thud of the music. Anticipation hung in the air. You could taste the excitement, the expectation of one hell of a good show.
Cally screwed up her nose.
“Oh come on.” Mel looked at her with a ‘get a grip’ expression. “It’s for charity.”
“There are better ways of raising money for charity.”
“What’s better than watching a line-up of the most eligible bachelors in town?”
“If they were that eligible they wouldn’t be here.”
“What?”
“They must the most conceited meat-heads to agree to participate.” The snark was enough to earn her another ‘get over it’ look.
“Don’t be so uptight.” Mel shook her head disparagingly. “You’ve been working way too hard. They’re doing it to support a good cause. It’s a laugh. A laugh.” Another pointed look. “Remember how to do that? Open your mouth, go ‘ha ha’?”
“You know I’m damn good at laughing.” Cally sighed. “I’m just not in the mood for this kind of funny tonight.”
“Well down your Sex in the Surf or whatever that drink is called, and get yourself in the mood. Sit back, enjoy the show. Nobody says you have to bid. Buy a few raffle tickets and be done with it.”
Mel was right. But the scene didn’t sit well with Cally. It was so far removed from the cause it was supposed to be supporting. Here they were, draped with all this money – conspicuous consumption to the max. Half these people probably wouldn’t give a second thought to those who this event was supposed to be helping. They were just paying lip service – just wanting to get together with a gang of girlfriends and ogle some talent. Bitch over someone else’s dress. Out to outdo and be seen doing it.
It was the kind of thing her mother would love. She’d be here, out glamorising even the most glamorous and providing sound bytes in the style of a Miss Universe save-the-world speech. Fortunately she was away sunning herself on a beach in the Mediterranean somewhere.
Cally grimaced as she glanced round again. Nope. So not her scene. She preferred to stay out of the limelight her mother had always sought. Yes she had money. Yes she felt a responsibility to do charitable work. But her father had taught her how much more fun it was to do something behind the scenes, or to donate anonymously. When he’d died she’d made a vow to continue his work and so had maintained strong connections with his favourite charity – the homeless shelter only a few blocks from the opulent home in which she’d spent her happiest childhood years. She loved the time she put into it – feeling as if it was a way of retaining links with him, wanting to do something that she knew would have made him proud.
Mel cleared her throat and glared again. “Must you be so earnest Cally? For heaven’s sake, have another drink. Or one of those chocolate truffles.”
Cally grinned at that. Actually the chocolate truffles were pretty divine. She pulled the plate nearer. Half the women here wouldn’t touch them anyway, so Cally could have their share. Then she gave herself a rebuke over her pathetic holier-than-thou moment. Many of these women gave time as well as money to charity. One of the wealthiest women in the room spent a night a week answering calls on a youth helpline. And while she might come across as if nothing mattered more than the colour of the dressing rooms in her new guest wing, the way she could listen to and calm distressed and incoherent teens was incredible.
The music got even louder, and the MC appeared on stage. Applause filled the air. The show was about to start. Biting into another truffle Cally sat back and acknowledged that maybe Mel was right. Man candy. So what if people were buying some hunky company? She wasn’t shopping. She’d just watch, be amused by the craziness, try not to feel cheapened, buy a few raffle tickets and donate a chunk on the quiet later. She sipped from her wide-rimmed glass and as she relaxed, the first man for sale appeared.


“I can’t believe I agreed to come here.” Blake looked around him thunderstruck. “I know I didn’t agree to this.”
“You did.”
“I thought you meant some kind of working bee. You said a spot of gardening, cleaning up.”
“And that’s exactly what you’ll be doing.”
Blake gave Judith, his PA, a look of withering disbelief. Not if the sound of those braying women was anything to go by. “I really don’t think so.”
She’d insisted they come straight from the office, he’d been working late. So here he was after a long day, in his suit, needing a shave. He ran his fingers through his hair to stop him exiting the scene. For a second he wished he smoked so he could relieve the stress. Honestly, meeting with a roomful of sceptical investors had nothing on this. This sounded worse than a bear pit. Now he knew how those gladiators had felt back in the Roman days. The first poor guy had gone on and the howls from the divas in the audience were deafening. Then he heard the bidding begin and the feeling of panic, mixed with distaste, rose.
“Give the organisers my apologies. I’ll make a donation. Large as you like. But I’m not sticking around for this.”
Judith blocked his exit from the room. Not hard given that she was wider than a small van at the moment. She rubbed at the swell of her belly, looked at him with the beseeching eyes of a homeless puppy. Only hers were blue not brown and there was an irrepressible twinkle in them. “You’re not really going to leave are you?”
He hesitated.
“You can’t. I said you’d be here.” She switched to rubbing the small of her back. The action pushed her belly out even further. “Blake, please. You promised.”
She wasn’t laying it on with a trowel but by the wheelbarrow. Dump truck even.
His eyes narrowed. “The sooner you go on maternity leave, the better.”
She smiled sweetly. “I knew you wouldn’t let me down.”
Like most men, Blake found it pretty difficult to say no to the pleas of a pregnant woman. But while Judith knew she could play on it, she didn’t know the real reason why. There wasn’t much Blake wouldn’t do to keep a pregnant woman happy. He didn’t want to bear any more of a burden that he already did – one lost child was too much as it was.
He watched as she made her way to the door with her slower than usual – but still pretty quick – gait. He hadn’t been joking. She might have been leaning on her pregnancy vulnerability just then but he’d noticed how tired she’d been these last couple of weeks. Her husband was a fool. No wife of Blake’s would be working through her pregnancy – not any of it. She’d be at home being cared for and not racing around.
He’d tried to lighten Judith’s workload for her but she’d laughed at him. Saying she was pregnant, not sick and that she was as capable as ever of the multitude of tasks he required of her. And, employment law being what it was, he had to let her. He still thought her husband was a fool, surely he’d have more ability to slow her down? But he was so besotted he said yes to anything. Whatever made her happy, made him happy. Blake grimaced. He couldn’t ever see himself giving that kind of power to another. Self sufficiency was the way to success.
Then again, hadn’t he failed to say no to Judith just now? His frown deepened and his sympathy for her husband grew. Her maternity leave definitely couldn’t come soon enough. And right now Blake had other things to worry about – like being paraded in front of a room full of women wanting to bid for the ‘catch of the day’.
His turn edged closer. He went and stood in the wings, peeked through a tiny gap in the curtain out to the audience. He knew full well Judith had misled him about this ‘charity fundraiser’. Ok not misled, but not filled in all the info on the page. He scanned the crowd. Women who’d probably never gotten their hands dirty. Never ever come into contact with the people this event was supposedly going to help. The homeless, the hopeless, the destitute, the desperate. They’d have no idea, here they were just doing their ‘bit’ for charity.
He listened to the high pitched shrieks of laughter as the latest victim suffered the humiliation of being priced. This was shaping up to be one of the most embarrassing evenings of his life. But as Judith had said, he’d made a promise and Blake McKay always kept his promises. He turned away from the audience, thrust back his shoulders and gave himself the pep-talk. Whatever he did, he did to the best of his ability. This was how he’d climbed rung by rung from the bottom of the heap to the top. With sheer grit and determination to be the best. And so, if they wanted a man to perform, he’d be their man – their ‘He-Slave’. He loosened his tie a little. Ran his fingers through his hair to give him even more of the tousled long-day-at-the-office look. He looked across the backstage area at a couple of the other poor souls who’d been railroaded into ‘performing’ for charity. Saw one of them down a neat whiskey. He flashed him a tight grin. Then Judith was back, telling him he was next up.
It wouldn’t be the first time Blake had used his body like this. He’d sold out before. Women found him attractive, thought he was handsome. He’d been paid good money to trade his looks. He knew he was above the shallowness, the insincerity. Just keep it light. Think of the money – think of the charity. His time as a model all those years ago had taught him that women loved the brooding look. Not a problem. He really was brooding – on the revenge he’d have on his PA the minute she got back to work on Monday.
He listened to the words of introduction in disbelief. Judith, grinning at him from the opposite wings, had done a fine job in talking up his assets. He’d come up with some hideous filing task to keep her bored for hours on Monday. Then his name rang out and with a deep breath and a muttered curse, he stormed onto the stage, automatically moving his feet in time to the beat of the loud music. Once he got to the centre he stopped, stood. Clenching his jaw, he stared out. The audience was semi-lit. He could see sparkle and lipstick and hair – everywhere. The blonde highlights dazzled. He carefully looked over the audience, happy to take his time. He walked closer to the edge of the stage, so he could window shop as obviously as they were window shopping him. Never show you were intimidated. He would at least pretend to be in control of this situation. Bluff through until he had them.
He caught sight of one particularly blinding blonde and sent her a small smile. The shrieks increased. He turned, walked in the other direction. Blow hot, blow cold.
Women were fickle creatures. He knew how to keep them keen, he also knew not to trust them, certainly never take them seriously. But while his heart was permanently locked away from their clutches, his body didn’t mind messing around now and then. The adrenalin kicked in, and he almost, almost, began to enjoy it. He winked at another screamer. Raise money, get the bids up, up, up.
He almost missed her, his eyes passing over without seeing, except her stillness marked her out in the clapping, cheering crowd. She was the shadow to the blonde and bejewelled beside her. Her dark hair hung in a neat bob. Glossy and sleek, it enhanced her pale skin, ruby lips, the gentle curve of her cheek. She was staring at him. Not moving. Not talking. Not laughing or even nodding in time to the beat. Eerily still in the room full of chaos. He paused, for a second forgetting what he was supposed to be doing.
Stick figure women dressed in black usually didn’t do it for him. But this woman wasn’t stick thin and on her the black emphasised her creaminess – her full creaminess. His muscles tightened that little bit, a small flame sparking inside.
She wasn’t shrieking, like the blonde next to her. She wasn’t even smiling. But she was staring. A cool look that had him wanting to shake the reserve from her. He was seized with the desire to make her move. To make her sway, make her want and above all to wipe that icy look of condescension from her face. She was judging. He was not a man to be judged. Not by her. Not in the negative way she so obviously was.
Blake liked his coffee strong and dark, a little bitter. He was looking right at a very tempting espresso. For despite the lack of smile, despite the patent disapproval, there was fire in her eyes.
Double espresso.
The blonde beside her was grinning widely – at her rather than at him. She didn’t seem to notice, she was too busy giving him that scornful look. For a long moment he stood as still as she sat. His jaw clenched, fists curled, and a wash of begrudging desire ran through him – desire to prove her wrong, to prove a point.
It became imperative not just to raise some money here, but some serious money. If he was going to sell himself, it would be for the highest price. At that he realised he’d better get back to the parading bit. For charity, he told himself, gritting his teeth and flashing a genuine tortured look.
He forced himself to relax, to smile at the harpy at the table on the other side, who had enough volume to drown out a crowd at a football match all by herself.
The experience from photographic shoots and catwalk struts came flooding back, his muscles remembering the way to move. With ease he prowled the length of the stage and back, pausing to deliver the ‘look’ now and then. He felt strangely energised, like he was the one hunting out the prey, not the other way round. And he knew who his target would be this evening.


Harlequin Mills & Boon Modern Heat
Publication Date: September 2008
ISBN: 978-0263863857
Copyright © 2008 by Natalie Anderson
® and ™ are trademarks of the publisher.The edition published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.
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Tuesday, 1 July 2008

THE MOVIE THAT MADE ME CRY THE MOST

First up, it's always nice to start the day with good news and today I'm thrilled to be able to say that Bella and Owen's story - my 7th Modern Heat - has been accepted! It'll be on the shelves as:

PLEASURED IN THE PLAYBOY'S PENTHOUSE

- I'll let you know the release dates later - YAY!!!!

Now, let's get on to the competition thing! You read the heading of this blog right? Yep, that's what Jude and I wanna know - which movie was it that had you crying buckets... that really hit you in a raw spot and made you bleed...

There's something about movies that make you cry - the experience can be wonderful - so cathartic! But I must admit I have a couple that made me cry to much I actually kind of hate them! ;)

So why are we wanting to know this when my books are usually sprinkled with humour over pathos?! Well for me, BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE - the book up for grabs as part ofhte prize pack, is the first book I've written that's made me cry, my editor cry AND my mother cry - the trifecta!!! That's some feat you know ;) I've had combinations before, but not all three...
BOUGHT does have my usual funny spots, but there are just a couple of moments where - oh boy, have those hankies handy...

You'll have to flip over to Jude's Blog to see all about her movie picks!!!

Over the next few days I"ll post an excerpt from BOUGHT, and from Jude's "The Confetti Countdown", and detail some of the other prizes in our fabbo pack.

BUT YOU MUST ENTER!!!! Send me an email natalie@natalie-anderson.com and tell me the name of the movie that made you cry the most (and why if you want to!). Over the month we'll put snippets up from YOUTUBE (if we can) so it'll be a movie madness month! And on July 31st we'll draw the winner! So send 'em in and come and check them out!

To get the ball rolling, here's a snippet from one of my weepie movies (I have several!). This is from Truly, Madly, Deeply - it is heartbreaking as she learns she has to move on with her life - and he has to move on with his afterlife...I adore Alan Rickman... you know I've just spent the last half hour debating Youtube clips and here I am bawling! Just not sensible at 5 in the morning!!! In the end I settled on the trailer (the voiceover guy sounds a bit cheery but it's all good):



Now hop on over to Jude and see hers!!!

Thursday, 29 May 2008

We interrupt this programme...

...because we have one new GORGEOUS cover!!!!

Here's the UK cover for "Bought: One Night, One Marriage" - it's out in the UK in September (although you can preorder your copy through Amazon now!!! ;)



What do you think? Pretty good huh? This is Blake & Cally by Blake's pool - its an infinity pool - the water looks like it merges into the sea - I think they've got that here don't you?! More importantly, he looks super buff which he is... and she has exactly the right hair!!! ;)

And I'm on the Waldies this week with His Mistress by Arrangement - thanks to everyone in the US who has bought it and put it there - I do hope you enjoy it!

Wednesday, 16 January 2008

Cool news...

...ok so first up:
Bought: One Night, One Marriage will be out in the UK in September - and probably in Oz/NZ a couple of months after that. US tbc.

Next, I'm chatting this week on the eHarlequin community site about the perils (and pleasures!) of 'Falling for the Boss' - come on over and join the fun - I have a piccie of a "Dreamboat Boss" every day for you to swoooooooon over! ;)

Finally, I'm thrilled to say All Night with the Boss made it into the Waldenbooks bestsellers list this week - thanks so much to all you in the US/Canada who bought it - I hope you enjoy it!

Monday, 14 January 2008

Gorgeous Heroes!

First up = a big congratulations to Mona Hassan who was the lucky winner in our New Year books competition - books by me, Kate Hewitt, Christina Hollis, India Grey and Lynne Marshall will be winging their way to you shortly!
Thanks to everyone who entered... and yes, as always, there'll be another chance to win sometime soon so keep popping back! :)

Romance Junkies have reviewed "All Night with the Boss" and given it a 4.5!!!

"ALL NIGHT WITH THE BOSS is a fun, sexy read that will test your every emotion and leave the reader feeling completely satisfied. As much as I understood Lissa’s reluctance, I was rooting for Rory all the way, he was the perfect hero to the end. ALL NIGHT WITH THE BOSS is Natalie Anderson’s debut novel, and if this is just a taste of what she has to offer, then romance readers are in for a real treat."

You can read the whole review here!

Meanwhile, eHarlequin has a totally revamped community forum (it is SO cool) and it a wonderful place for readers, authors and gonnabe writers to meet and interact. Many readers post reviews of the books they're reading for their 100,000 book challenge anmd yes, there are a couple of reviews of ANWTB - and as with the Romance Junkies review, a common theme seems to be how much the reader likes Rory (the hero)- as Bonsal says:

"I like it when a hero really is a good guy rather than a jerk until the end. Rory is an especially likeable hero in my opinion."

- thank you Bonsal and I'm so chuffed you enjoyed the book :)

I like a hero who has a sense of humour, who appreciates a woman who can give as good as she gets and who has the strength to go for what he wants. Rory is no pushover - he's willing to do whatever necessary to get what he wants!
Alpha heroes can still be witty and charming, if you ask me those kind are the most dangerous of all! Because when they go into full Alpha mode - hell, watch out!
In the book that was just accepted the hero, Blake, starts off as a great guy - incredibly sexy, funny and very confident. He's out for a good time and to give that girl a good time - perfect hot young hero stuff! ;) But when something happens to threaten something he holds incredibly dear, then sorry honey, the party's over. He'll do whatever it takes to ensure his treasure is protected. If there's an obstacle, he'll move it, and no way will he let her obstruct him!!!
The Alpha male is wonderful - he just needs strong, valid motivation... then he can be tough and masterful and determined to be in control (ha! the guy's deluding himself). But I do think a sexy sense of humour is still possible and in infact, the absolute icing :)

So, what type of hero does it for you?!

Saturday, 12 January 2008

Happy Days!

TWO people living in North America emailed me today to say they saw All Night with the Boss on the shelves and bought it! :) How cool is that???!!!! Thanks guys - now I know I have at least 2 NA sales ;) I really hope you enjoy it and thanks so much for buying it! So exciting to think of it out there.

I also had some other lovely news today in that my ed emailed to say that they've accepted my fifth book. It's to be called:

BOUGHT: ONE NIGHT, ONE MARRIAGE

- I don't know when its going to be out yet but of course I'll let you know when I do!!!

Next up... competition winner announcement!