NGWN Hunky Holidays Blog Hop

What better fantasy to spice up the season than spending it with your favorite book boyfriend? The Nice Girls Writing Naughty Hunky Holidays Blog Hop lets you do just that! Today I’m visiting with a couple of my heroes to see how they are celebrating this holiday season. Colin McIntyre, Beneath the Surface I know exactly what Colin will be doing for the holidays! He’ll close Bailey’s for Christmas Eve and Christmas day, and spend some quality time cooking with his favorite women—his grandmother, sisters, new niece, and Emma. Colin McIntyre, Beneath the Surface, Dani Wade, Small Town Secrets series, hunky heroes Christmas morning will involve a nice lie-in, but not exactly for sleep. *wink* After all, Emma is the best present he’s ever gotten. Then Christmas brunch with his family, Emma, Amy, and Bob. Damon West, Snow Bound Damon is praying for another winter blizzard to hit southern Tennessee this year! He’d like nothing more than a repeat of his last snowy escapade with Tori—minus the crazy stalker ex. Damon West, Snow Bound, Dani Wade, Hunky Heroes   Have I mentioned that Damon is free? His novella, that is, when you join my newsletter! What’s your favorite Christmas activity with your sexy sidekick? Share for a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card. Also comment on at least 5 blogs to qualify to win the Hunky Holidays grand prize of a $50 gift card and selection of hostess Tina Christopher's books!   NGWN, blog hop, holidays Visit the rest of the Nice Girls Hunky Heroes Blog Hop here for more chances to win.

Field Trip: Cynthia Sax Interview

I'm excited to be joining fellow Nice Girls Writing Naughty author Cynthia Sax for an interview about my newest release, BENEATH THE SURFACE, and what I love so much about it (and hope you do too). While you're there, check out some of Cynthia's hot, hot romances! She has a very cool serial being released right now that I'm following, both to see how the releases are handled, and to see how the story ends.  :)   sinful rewards, cynthia sax, serial romances, red, avon impulse

The Countdown is Underway

...and I'm feeling the pinch! Releasing a new book is always nerve-wracking, simply because perfect strangers are now reading the part of you that you put down on (virtual) paper. But there's also a lot of "things" that need to be done to make it happen. And did I mention that it's the Thanksgiving holiday this week in the US? And I have family coming to stay... All of this combined leads to me looking like this: Dani Wade, frazzled female, overwhelmed, busy woman, working mom   But regardless of whether it all gets done, BENEATH THE SURFACE will be live on Sunday, Nov. 30th! I've got a lot of cool things planned, including some guest posts that you'll find out about here on the blog. For the first time, I'll be hostessing a big Release Day party on Facebook from 4 to 7pm with some fellow authors! Lots of giveaways and fun, fun stuff. You won't want to miss it, so friend my profile here to receive an invite. Hopefully the next time you see me, my hair will be less crazy... Dani

It’s Coming: Beneath the Surface Release Date

So much going on over the next few weeks! I’m getting ready to launch my newest series, Small Town Secrets, to readers on Nov. 30th. BENEATH THE SURFACE was my first true book of my heart, and finalled in the RWA Golden Heart contest in 2009. Sharing it with readers is beyond thrilling. I’ll be revealing the cover on my brand new Facebook author page on Wednesday, Nov 19. Like my page to be one of the first to see it, and receive an invite to the Release Day Party! BENEATH THE SURFACE, Coming November 30th Too many secrets… Hidden in a quiet town along the Tennessee border, a secret gathering exists where the privileged fulfill their darkest desires. One of their members initiates a desperate act designed to bring home his lifelong obsession: Emma Hartwell. A past not forgotten… Drawn back to her hometown by the psychic connection with her twin sister, Emma must fight the stubborn silence of those around her in her quest to find her missing sister. Colin McIntyre hopes to make up for his past mistakes with Emma by helping her, but his own ties to the Gathering might be exposed along the way. Time is running out… Exposure could be dangerous for his family, along with himself and Emma. Can they fight the secrets and lies to rescue Emma’s sister… and their own chance at life-long love?  

Interested in some Advanced Reading?

Over the next few months, some very exciting things are happening. I’ve got 3 book releases in the next 4 months, and several more next year. I’m overwhelmed at the thought of experiencing all of this with my readers, and I want you to have the chance to share in this excitement with me! I’m offering a few select readers the chance to read these books early! I’m starting my very own Advanced Review Team, and I’d love for you to be a part. That means you’d get the chance to read my upcoming books BEFORE RELEASE DAY! All I ask is that you leave an honest review of the book on Amazon on the actual release day. Advanced Review Team, Dani Wade, romance readers, romance authors Does the thought of free books pique your interest? Well, here’s what you do:
  1. Sign up for my newsletter (if you haven’t already).
Only newsletter members are eligible for this special opportunity. I assume if you’re interested in my books, you’re interested in information on upcoming releases and events. Newsletter members only receive an email every 4 to 6 weeks, so no spamming. (P.S. Joining my newsletter means getting a FREE novella too—SNOW BOUND, part of my Small Town Secrets series.)
  1. Then send an email to readdaniwade (at) gmail.com with the subject: Advance Reading Team.
In the body of the email, tell me why you would like to join and what type of my books you’d like to read. ART members have the option of reading my sexy suspense books, my contemporary romances (Harlequin Desires), OR BOTH. Your choice! Also tell me what file type you need. That’s it! Easy peasy. All I ask is that you be willing to read and honestly review my books. What happens after you join?
  1. I will send out an email when a new release is scheduled.
  1. I’ll send an ARC of the book approximately 2-3 weeks before the release day.
  1. You get to read it! Yay!
  1. I’ll send you a final email the day before the book releases. This is a reminder e-mail to let you know your review should be posted to Amazon and any other e-book retailers or sites you feel comfortable posting to (Goodreads, B&N, ARE, etc.), on the following day. You can even write it ahead of time and have it ready to copy and paste on release day.
  1. ART members may also get exclusive access to some content or special surprises. You’ll have to join to see…
  That’s it! Does this mean I expect all 5 star reviews? No. Not everyone will love my books (though I hope you actually like them if you sign up), and not everyone will enjoy all my books equally. As a life-long reader, I completely understand that. It’s another reason why I’m giving readers the option of which of my books they’d like to read. Not everyone loves both those genres. But reader reviews seriously help a book get noticed on Amazon! It helps other readers know what to anticipate in a story and whether it will fit their reading tastes. The number of reviews can also help authors when we apply for certain promotional opportunities. Every review I get on my books is a blessing—one for which I’m deeply grateful. All I ask is that you be honest, and don’t post any spoilers. So, are you with me? Readers who join now will get to read the first in my Small Town Secrets series, BENEATH THE SURFACE, this month! In upcoming months, my next Harlequin Desire will be ready—THE BLACKSTONE HEIR. And the next Backstage Pass book featuring Nate. So don’t wait! Send me that email now, and join the team. I can’t wait to get to know you and share special sneak peaks of my upcoming releases! Dani

My Sexy Saturday-Settling the Score

This week’s My Sexy Saturday features a Sexy Halloween. All the spooky, scary stuff that can happen to disrupt our characters’ lives. Halloween doesn’t appear in any of my books, but the hero and heroine in my second Backstage Pass book face a very scary villain—a man who has spent most of his life in a mental institution and has a big ol’ axe to grind. Settling the Score, Backstage Pass, rock star romance, Dani Wade, sexy romantic suspense Here are Daniel and Becca of SETTLING THE SCORE facing the aftermath of some of his crazy: Finally the fireman spoke, his tone hushed despite the chaos of the scene before them. “I’m just speculating at the moment. They’ll know more once everything dies down and it’s inspected. But looks like the fire started along the wall separating the studio and the wide hallway before you came to the kitchen.” “How extensive is the damage?” Daniel asked. The husky tone of his voice made her wince inside. She ached to go to him, wrap her arms around him and hold on tight, but she was afraid. So many people were around; what if Daniel rejected her? After all, even Michael was watching him with a wary eye. “Some of the items on the top floor might be salvageable. But it will all be smoke and water damaged. Basically you’ll have to tear it down and start over. The room was just too integral to the rest of the house. So even though it wasn’t totally destroyed either, there’s just too much of a mess.” Oh, Daniel. All his memorabilia, his guitars and equipment, pictures, even his clothes. How much would they be able to save? Unable to hold back any longer, Becca slipped up to his side like a ghost. Her arms fit perfectly around him, and she held on tight. The men continued to talk, but she didn’t hear a word. She could only concentrate on the feel of Daniel’s arm as it slipped around her, rubbing up and down her back. His musky scent edging out the sting of smoke. Just who was comforting whom? Finally the fireman headed back to the truck, leaving Becca standing alone with the brothers. Michael glanced at them. “Why don’t we head out to the house? Y’all can get cleaned up. Eat. The insurance adjuster can get in touch with you. How about it?” For long moments Daniel continued to stare at the house; then he looked down at her, revealing the pain darkening his baby blues. For once he didn’t even glance at his brother. “I’ll be at Becca’s if you need me,” he said, then led her back to the car.  SU Solo png Blurb: Daniel Korvello isn’t your average Joe with a case of unrequited lust. He’s a rock star front man who wonders if his publicist will ever see him as anything other than a job. Then they team up to hunt down a threat to Daniel’s family...and he seizes the chance to show her he’s up for more than just a one night stand. Becca Buchanan already lived through one rock-star scandal with her reputation barely intact. She’s determined never to put herself, or her family, through that again. Only she can’t deny the desire she feels for Daniel. When he exposes the molten heat beneath her Ice Maiden exterior, she may never be able to freeze him out again. Then their amateur investigation takes a dangerous turn that threatens the lives of those they both love. Can their newfound trust extend past the bedroom? Can Daniel let go of his guilt enough to embrace a future with Becca?   SETTLING THE SCORE (and the other Backstage Pass books) are available at Amazon, B&N, and other online retailers. Don’t forget to sign up for my author newsletter to receive a free novella—a first taste of my upcoming Small Town Secrets series. And check out more of My Sexy Saturday here.   Dani

Here’s Your Sign, Volume 2

Signs can be some of the funniest examples of communication—I’m sure you’ve noticed. They can have hidden, unintended meaning, or they can be deliberately humorous on several levels. Some of you may remember the sign blog I did with Ella Sheridan after our trip to Ireland last year. It was so fun to do, we’ve decided to indulge our funny bones once more with Volume 2 from Savannah, GA, earlier this month. I hope you enjoy our southern version of Here’s Your Sign. To see the other half of the blog, go to www.ellasheridanauthor.com for more funnies!   True Grits, Savannah, GA, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                 A true southern place! After all, we know all about living through true grit! I wonder if John Wayne ever ate here... Byrd's cookies, Savannah, GA, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                 Feeling a little peckish? When I think of cookies (especially those as yummy as the ones in this place), I don't think of eating like a bird. Far from it. I polished off a package in a few hours.   Velvet Elvis Lounge, Savannah, GA, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                 In the south, Velvet Elvis's are practically treasure. The Mad Hatter, Savannah, GA, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                     From a hat shop on the River Walk in Savannah. Apropos, don't you think?   Pour Larry's Bar, Savannah, GA, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                 Love this! An open tap is the best kind of bar. Tubby's Seafood, Savannah Georgia, Here's your sign, romance author, ella sheridan, dani wade                   Is this really encouragement to eat here? An advertisement for high fat food and the new belly fat you'll add? I thought seafood was supposed to be healthy? Heavily Medicated for your safety, romance authors, Savannah, GA, Ella Sheridan, Dani Wade                 I think this is self-explanatory (and a warning all who know me should heed).  Crazy author alert!   Wet Willie's, Savannah, Georgia, Here's Your Sign, romance authors, Ella Sheridan, Dani wade                     As for this restaurant, its a chain that we found all over Savannah and Tybee Island. I don't know about you, but I have a hard time ordering food from something that reminds me of spit...   What's your funniest sign of the bunch? Can you caption them? Dani   Don't forget to check out part 2 at www.ellasheridanauthor.com .  

Stirring Creativity Through Travel

Last week, my mother, sisters, niece, and daughter hit the road! We left the boys behind and enjoying a girls’ only trip to historic Savannah, GA. Savannah 5Savannah 1 Savannah is a city of old Southern values, quirky traditions, modern entertainment, and beautiful views. Visiting it has a similar feel to some of the cities I saw in Ireland, where forests and water happily coincide. But the sheer spirit of the city seemed peaceful and quiet to me, even with all the people (and dogs) there. Savannah 3 With every trip I take, I find myself facing a dichotomy within myself. You see, I’m a full blown introvert. I enjoy people in small doses, because prolonged exposure seriously wipes out my energy levels. At the same time, I love to travel, see new places, and meet new people. Savannah 6 As a creative soul, I enjoy absorbing the atmosphere, the colors and traditions of different places. Its one of the things that “refills my well”.  I think I also love it, because it also breaks me out of my daily grind. I forget all the bathrooms I have to clean, all the mindless typing for my day job, and ‘extras’ that come along with a job as an author. New places and sights clear my mind and spark my imagination.  So, though I can’t indulge as often as I’d like, travel is definitely one of my favorite pastimes. Savannah 2 Where is your favorite place to visit? I’d love to have new cities to explore! Dani FYI: Tune in next week for a special edition of 'Funny Signs of Savannah', a co-blog with author Ella Sheridan!

Cover Reveal: Teach Me by Ella Sheridan

I've known author Ella Sheridan for a long time (since the womb, actually) so I'll admit to a slight bias in her favor.  :)  But I know a book is really good when I can read it and hear the characters' voices--not the author's. In her upcoming Southern Nights release, Teach Me, Conlan and Jess's voices are as full-bodied as a merlot, and just as intoxicating.  (Oh, and the villain is a man I just love to hate!).  Pre-order this beauty now! You won't regret it.   Dani   Teach Me, Ella Sheridan, Cover reveal, romance author, twin authors A woman determined to heal… Shy researcher Jess Kingston spent the last eight weeks recovering from her ex-boyfriend’s brutal attack. Body healed, she’s ready to put her life back together—except her ex isn’t ready to let go. She won’t cower in a corner while Brit tortures her, but she’s powerless to fight back. A man determined to resist… Ex-military security specialist Conlan James avoids commitment like the plague. His job, his Harley, and the occasional one-night stand are all he needs, until the day he rescues Jess from a tense situation and realizes he can’t get her off his mind. He can teach her to protect herself, but protecting his heart is another matter. A madman determined to win… As the deadly game of cat-and-mouse with Brit heats up, so does the hunger between Con and Jess. Safety might be found in numbers, but in bed, all bets are off—and the wrong move could lead to heartbreak. Or death. Teach Me releases on October 28th, but it’s available starting today for PREORDER — and it’s only 99 CENTS! You can go ahead and nab your copy today from one of these vendors: AMAZON ALL ROMANCE EBOOKS KOBO And just to whet your appetite, here’s an excerpt for you to enjoy. Boy, Conlan still makes me swoon… ;) What the hell are you doing here? This wasn’t the first time in the last five minutes that Conlan had asked himself the same question. Maybe if he had an answer, the revolving door in his brain would stop spinning, but that didn’t seem likely. Not anytime soon. Not with the beautiful brunette he’d come to see sitting close enough that, if he let himself look, he could detect the light dusting of freckles across her nose. But he wasn’t looking, and he shouldn’t be here, so how had he ended up standing in line behind the thirtysomething latte league? It sure as hell wasn’t for the coffee. Legs braced wide, he shifted from one hip to the other, the creak of his motorcycle chaps reminding him he could be enjoying a few extra minutes on the Harley before work instead of spending that precious time here, mooning over a woman. Doe Eyes. The first time he’d seen her all those months ago, he’d thought her eyes reminded him of sweet Georgia pecans and skittish does. The name stuck, as had the memory of her eyes—and a hundred other glimpses he shouldn’t have taken. Another name called, another latte dispensed, another shuffle forward. He hadn’t seen those eyes in eight weeks, and yet still he’d shown up every Monday, like clockwork, hoping for one more glimpse and calling himself an idiot. Wasn’t like he planned on asking her out. So why the hell did he torture himself with these weekly forays into enemy territory? Sex. Or sex appeal, at least. Another step closer to the counter. The move didn’t ease the constriction behind the zipper of his jeans. This was what she did to him, thinking about her. Especially now, after so long apart. The thought had a snort escaping. Ahead of him, Mr. Suit and Tie startled and glanced over a shoulder, but Conlan ignored the look. He was too busy figuring out when “this” had become enough like a relationship in his head that he would think things like “after so long apart.” Doe Eyes might appear prominently in his thoughts from time to time—especially certain times—but he’d never seen her outside of this coffee shop. And he wouldn’t. A quick roll in the hay was one thing, but Doe Eyes wasn’t the kind of woman who had one-night stands. He could tell that much just by looking at her. She was a relationship kind of woman, and he was a relationship-phobic kind of guy. Which meant he seriously needed to get a grip—and not on the part of him growing even harder at the idea. Idiot was right. He should be at work. Southern summer heat brought out the crazies almost as well as full moons did, and JCL Security was feeling the impact, juggling cases like they had eight arms, which they didn’t. Too many sleepless nights had been spent at his office, especially with the Bennett case coming up. Just a couple more weeks before Thea Bennett had her bastard of a husband before a judge and hopefully out of her life, but the paper- and prep work to get the high-profile bastard there had been a bitch. He seriously needed to— “Conlan, hey!” For a passing moment he was convinced the voice belonged to the woman filling his thoughts. But when the high, candied voice called again, he realized it was coming from the counter. The cashier. Tonya, Tammy? Tracy? He couldn’t remember. She was blonde with a deep tan he would’ve deemed impossible in a landlocked city like Atlanta, the shade a stark contrast to her white smile. Stepping up, he threw her a grin. “Hey.” She batted long lashes, almost hiding the way her glance slid down to the crotch of his jeans, framed in his leather chaps. “Long time, no see.” He winked automatically. “It’s a long wait between Mondays.” The girl giggled. “Your usual?” “That’s right. Thanks,” he said, passing over a ten-dollar bill. She made change, certain to caress his hand as she laid the money in his palm. Conlan was more interested in the dark Colombian roast another employee was walking toward them. High-octane all the way. The sight of the near-black brew had him salivating for something other than Doe Eyes for the first time that morning. He reached the condiment counter just as his phone buzzed in his back pocket. Probably Jack. Retrieving the cell confirmed his suspicion. Where the hell are you? his partner had texted. Piss off, Con replied, a grin tugging at his lips. The irony that he’d spent too much time asking himself the very same question didn’t escape him. In a half hour he’d be at the office and they could both stop wondering. With a little back-and-forth he managed to cram the phone back in his tight jeans. He glanced around absently, and his gaze snagged on a pair of amber-brown eyes that suddenly met his. He froze. Doe Eyes dropped her chin and shifted over the slightest bit, enough that her friend’s position blocked her from view, but not before he caught the blush coloring her creamy cheeks. His cock banged against his zipper as if begging to be let out. The bite of pain caught his breath in his throat. Jesus, what the hell was he— Don’t! Ask. Again. He knew what the hell he was doing here, and he needed to go; he really did. He needed to stop letting his dick run this show, grab his coffee, and get back to reality. He was restless, that was all. He was a man who needed action. Needed to be doing something, anything, not sitting behind a desk like he’d been for weeks while prepping Thea’s case. Usually he worked off his frustration in a way that involved cool silk sheets and bare skin and satisfaction on both sides, but there’d been no damn time. Just his hand and the additional chafing it provided, which wasn’t near as effective—or satisfying. That had to be the reason he couldn’t stop thinking about his mystery woman. Of course. That had to be it. Popping the lid off his cardboard cup released the rich aroma of ground coffee beans into the air. He lifted his cup and blew across the hot liquid, the sound almost a sigh of relief. He was already reaching for the packets of sugar when black squiggles caught his eye. There. On the part of the paper sleeve now facing him, he could see a name and number were clearly written: Tiffany. A 470 area-code phone number. So that was her name. Sounded like an eighties pop star. A glance over his shoulder found the cashier leaning across the bar where drinks were picked up, her mounded breasts shelved there, on display. Come back soon, she mouthed, her shoulders doing a little wiggle. On reflex, he threw her a grin, but her seemingly seductive move couldn’t pull his glance downward. His dick didn’t even twitch. Apparently only one thing could trigger his runaway libido this morning. He added the sugar, trying to ignore the panic in his gut and his one-track mind. The latter was impossible. He wanted to know Doe Eyes’ name, her phone number. Were her breasts as full as they looked beneath that starched white button-down? Was her hair as soft as he swore it would be when he fisted it between his fingers? He stirred a bit too vigorously, and coffee sloshed over the side of the cup. Don’t look. Don’t. He realized he’d closed his eyes. A sigh escaped as he rubbed a thumb and finger against them, but as soon as the lids popped open, he searched for her. Had to see her. Felt his heartbeat pick up knowing she might meet his eyes. He was so screwed—and smart enough to admit it. He let go, let the conflict and the churning in his gut and the tension cramping his muscles go. And then he looked toward her table. It was empty. “Well shit.” He stood for a moment, cursing himself, the coffee, and everything else he could think of. When another customer stepped up behind him and cleared his throat, wanting access to the counter, Con grabbed his cup and headed out the door. On his way, he chucked the coffee in the trash without a single sip.   Enjoy! Dani