Guest Post & Giveaway: Cupid's Promise by Kimberly Quinton
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Why I Write Romance…
Hi! Thanks for having me today. Like
many romance writers, I fell in love with reading romance before ever
thinking about writing. But, I have a secret first love that really
turned me into a reader- horror/thrillers.
My parents are big readers- so my older
brother and I were able to read without anyone checking what
we were reading. I don’t know if I stole them from my brother or my
parents or just stumbled onto them in the books store, but my first
loves were Dean Koontz and Stephen King. Tween years might have been
a little early for Phantoms, Cujo, Carrie and The Talisman, but I
give them the credit for turning me into a reader for life. I soon
discovered Fantasy and Terry Brooks and that opened a whole new
world! But sometime around thirteen or fourteen, I also picked up a
romance.
And it is those early books and their
lasting impression that make me sit at my computer and type away at
something I hope will one day give someone else the same few hours of
pleasure that only a book can.
Why do I write
romance instead of thrillers or mysteries? Well, simple—I have to
have a happy ending. I have drafted a dark paranormal romance and a
romantic suspense that totally scratches my need for mystery and
danger and the element of the unknown and I’ve been playing with an
idea for cozy mystery series. So, while sweet contemporary (with a
touch of paranormal) is where I’ve gotten my writer start, I won’t
be staying there exclusively. There are so many genres within romance
that a writer can bring in all of the elements they love to read and
still have a happy ending. Just one more reason to love romance. And
I’ve used the word love six times…. so Happy Valentine’s Day!
Why do you read romance? What other
genres of fiction do you read?
Cupid’s
Promise
Holiday
Hearts Book 2
By
Kimberly
Quinton
A
sweet contemporary Holiday romance with a touch of paranormal
Shot
through the heart...
Cupid’s
Promise
Cupid's
Secret promises to set Laurel Cove on its ear with a sexy new
boutique that answers what a woman desires. When the owner ends up in
the hospital it's up to Lena Ridgeway to make sure this
heart-stopping opening goes off without a hitch, but she finds her
every idea challenged by a no-nonsense businessman.
Capitalizing
on a feeling...
Marcus
Blackwell is a bottom-line kind of guy and he knows that sex and
hearts sell. When he arrives to find his latest venture in chaos, his
partner injured, and a model- turned-manager in charge, he rolls up
his sleeves and dives in. If only he could keep his mind-and hands -
off the sultry model with her whimsical faith in a fake holiday.
Can't
fight this fortune...
Lena
can't help teasing the straight-laced, business-only boss who keeps
sneaking into her dreams. One passionate kiss has her believing he
may be the one she's waited for all her life, but she'll need every
arrow in Cupid's arsenal to prove she is his true Valentine....
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Excerpt:
“You’re
firing me because I didn’t sell enough chocolate?” Lena had never
been fired before. She shouldn’t be so pissed. It wasn’t like she
had wanted to be a clerk in the first place.
“No. I’m letting you know your
obligation to your friend is fulfilled. We have a manager who can
take over—one who’s interested in the bottom line and ready to do
what it takes to make this store a success—therefore, you no longer
need to inconvenience yourself with filling in.” If he could have
been more condescending, she wasn’t sure how.
“But who will coordinate the
seminars and special guests we have coming in next week? Julie can’t
run the store and do that, too.” Why was she arguing? If the part
owner said he didn’t need her, then he didn’t need her. She could
get to her planned reunion with James.
“I’ll be coordinating the week
of activities and specials. Like I said, everything is under control
and you are free to go.” He began the closing routine as if there
was no need for further discussion. She was, for the first time she
could remember, speechless.
Lena paced through the shop to the
florist counter where her purse was secured in a cabinet. Pulling the
over-sized boho bag out, she bit her tongue before saying anything
else. She had known her time there was temporary while
they found other staff, but
she had enjoyed the work and done well, despite what Marcus thought.
Maybe she should take his dismissal as a sign to move on.
Turning, she almost swallowed her
sore tongue. Holy
heck. Boss from
hell had loosened his tie and unbuttoned his collar. Suddenly Mr.
Tight Ass looked more bedroom than boardroom. He ran a hand over his
face, pinched the bridge of his nose for a breath, then smoothed
through his just-longer-than-short locks. The natural wave kept the
tousled-yet-put-together style with ease. Transfixed, she couldn’t
look away as his long fingers deftly and purposefully unbuttoned one
sleeve and then the other before rolling them up to reveal the
sun-kissed color of his hands also extended up strong forearms. Her
lips closed around the soft pant of her breath. Her thoughts really
needed to start flowing in a different direction.
His gaze caught hers and heat singed her cheeks at his
cocky half-grin. “You don’t need to help close up. I can manage.”
Clearing her throat, she
wiped at the handprint her heated skin had left on the glass counter.
“Sure thing.” I
need to get out of here before I do something stupid.
Lena wrestled one arm into her coat. Her palms itched to
either smack him or caress him to see what he would do. Neither
choice was in her best interest. He moved behind her to hold up her
coat. His hand brushed her shoulder, turning her toward him. The
small touch sent a thrill straight to her core. Peeking up at him,
she searched for an answering attraction in the depths of his warm
autumn flecked-green eyes but he moved away quickly. “Night, then.
Good luck.” And once again, she’d been dismissed.
Stupid
candy. From this night on, she never wanted
to see chocolate again. Okay, maybe not until after Valentine’s.
About
the Author:
Whether
she’s writing contemporary or paranormal romance, Kimberly Quinton
is a romantic at heart who strives to tell stories about the power of
true love.
Since
a teen, she’s loved romances and believes we can all live our
happily-ever-after. Always a people watcher, it wasn’t until
Kimberly shucked her Accounting major for Anthropology that
her interest in people and cultures was nurtured. Kimberly
has combined her natural curiosity (nosiness) with her love of
romance for the sake of bringing the movies in her head to life on
the page.
A wife
and mother of two, Kimberly spends her days chasing chores,
wrangling active kids, and writing. She also enjoys traveling,
cooking, great wine and sharing a laugh with friends and family.
You
can usually find her on Facebook or Twitter. Stop by for a chat.
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