Friday 26 June 2020

Blinded by Desire - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 5



            Blinded by Desire

Blinded by Desire


Arabella Sheen



Back Cover Copy

Is Jason ready to give love a chance, and can he capture Beth’s heart?

Jason Andre is a successful billionaire architect who thinks he can get what he wants when he wants.
Beth Ashton is a feisty redhead with an up-and-coming career as a landscape designer. And she wants nothing to do with Jason.
From the outset, sparks fly between them. She excites him and he infuriates her.
When Jason’s light aircraft crashes and he loses his sight, Beth steps in and does exactly what she promised she wouldn’t do…she works for him.

Are Beth and Jason destined to love or is passion and desire the only thing on offer?


Chapter Two - Excerpt 5

Beth eased her crushed hand from Jason’s powerful grip and slowly began flexing her numb fingers back into life.
Her eyes travelled up the length of his white shirt to his bronzed, tanned face, and their eyes locked. She was captured, mesmerised by his gaze. She was falling, diving fathoms into their deep, dark, depths while wanting only to escape from his intense, penetrating scrutiny.
“I hadn’t expected a woman,” Jason explained.
Beth’s thoughts were jerked back to the present. “And now that you know Ashton Landscaping is run by me…are you disappointed, Mr. Andre?”
She’d meant her cutting remarks to hit home, and they had.
Jason smiled. But it wasn’t a smile of friendship. It was more like a smile of cautious warning. And then he said, “The tigress has claws, and they are sharp claws. Almost as sharp as her tongue. But how could any man be disappointed with you, Miss Ashton?
Beth felt Jason’s gaze travel the length of her body from the top of her head to her elegantly clad feet. She’d been examined, assessed, and stripped all in one go.
The atmosphere was tense, and with the friction growing between Beth was thankful when Sophie stepped in to break the strain of the moment.
“I’m sure dinner is nearly ready to be served. Shall we go through to the dining room?” And then, in the style of a perfect hostess, Sophie ushered everyone toward the door.
Entering the dining room, Beth was impressed. A long, hardwood table dressed to precision, held centre place. Soft light from the candles shone onto the crisp, white table cloth and the polished silverware. Everything sparkled. And while a log fire burnt bright in the hearth, a warm heat was being thrown out.
It was a typical English country house setting, and during the evening, Charles played the eloquent host, allowing Sophie to entertain her guests faultlessly.
When the meal was nearly finished, Jason set down his knife and fork and turned to Beth. Instinct told her that he was about to make his move.
Throughout dinner, everyone had talked pleasantries, chatting about the latest films they had seen or the most recent book they had read. But when coffee was served, conversation turned to business.
“Have you been at Clifton Hall long, Miss Ashton?” Jason asked.
“About three months,” she explained. “Staying in the lodge house has been ideal and really convenient. Depending on the size of a project it makes life a lot easier for everyone if I’m on site while landscaping.”
Charles had reached across the table and was busy refilling everyone’s liqueur glass from the decanter. “Having Beth staying in our guest house allows her to come and go as she pleases…day or night,” Charles said.
Beth was on the alert. Was Charles implying something? Day or Night! What did he mean by that? Was there supposed to be a double connotation behind his innuendo? If Beth found her host’s words offensive…she wondered what Jason and Sophie were thinking.
“I prefer to be on base, or at least as near as possible, if I’m working on a project.” For some reason, Beth felt the need to clarify. Especially after what Charles had just said. Then, lifting her glass to her lips, she took a sip of the creamy, whisky liqueur. “I usually rent a house for the duration of a project, but while I’ve been at Clifton Hall, the guest house has been ideal. However, now that the landscaping is more or less complete, I really ought to be getting back to my own home in Devon.”
On hearing Beth say she was thinking of leaving, Sophie became agitated. “But my dear, you can’t go just yet. The flower beds have to be planted, and then there’s the rockery.”
“My team’s quite capable of completing any jobs that remain to be done. And with no real reason for me to stay longer, that leaves me free to move on to my next project.”
Jason swirled his warmed brandy in the glass.
“So, you will be free to take on my garden project…if I should offer you the opportunity to design for me?”
In one massive rush, a sinking feeling came over Beth and hit her in the pit of her stomach. She realised she’d fallen into Jason’s trap. She had told him she was fully booked, and unable to take on extra work. And now, she’d just said that when she left Clifton Hall, she would be free to take on more projects.
“I’m afraid not, Mr. Andre. There’s still work to finish off here and I have other clients on my waiting list. My services are needed elsewhere.”
Charles unexpectedly reached across the table and covered Beth’s hand with his.
Beth was surprised by Charles’s action.
“Yes, we still need Beth’s services,” Charles said, ambiguously. “So, there’s every reason for Beth to remain at Clifton Hall. Isn’t there, my dear?”
His words were suggestive, and Beth felt her cheeks burning with a shameful embarrassment. She didn’t know exactly what Charles was implying, but what was worse, was that his wife was sitting at the same table, listening. What must Sophie be thinking?
Endeavouring not to draw attention to herself, Beth began pulling her hand away from beneath Charles’s, but he wasn’t letting go. And then she was too late. Jason had seen what had happened.
His eyes were like daggers as he looked across the table toward her. It wasn’t a kind look. A dark eyebrow was raised cynically, and as his gaze fixed intently on her hand still gripped tightly in Charles’s, she inwardly cringed. With Jason’s penetrating eyes focused upon her, fearful shivers of dread ran along her spine.
For no logical reason she could think of, she felt a sense of panic. But she had nothing to be afraid of…or had she? There was nothing to hide. And no matter how it might look, she wasn’t having an affair with Charles. Nothing was happening between them.
Whatever Jason might think, she had no reason to feel ashamed. But inexplicably, she did. And when Beth looked at Sophie, and could see the hurt showing on Sophie’s face, she felt mortified. Innocently, and without meaning to be, she knew she was the cause of that pain.
Beth had no intention of hurting Sophie, and she would never consider having a relationship with her friend’s husband…or any other married man.
When Beth first met Charles, she’d suspected he was a bit of a Casanova. He was the type. The sort that looked at a lady and wanted more than what was on offer. But until now, Charles had never tried anything on with her. Beth had kept her distance and had held him at bay.
Perhaps this evening, things had changed because he was trying to compete with Jason for the limelight. But for whatever reason, Charles was coming on strong, and she didn’t like it.
She didn’t like his attentiveness, and she didn’t like being used by any man to make a point.
Eventually, and with some semblance of dignity, she managed to retrieve her hand, but she could still feel Jason’s eyes locked on her. He was staring with a look of pure revulsion.
“Jason, do tell us what your plans are for this weekend.” Sophie had broken the awkward silence caused by her husband.
Jason tore his eyes away from Beth, and looked at his sister.
“If Miss Ashton’s available, tomorrow, I’d like to show her the layout of the villa in Greece. I need her opinion on the gardens. That is…if she’s not too busy with Charles!”
The sarcasm and derision in his voice was coming fast and hard.
As Jason spoke, his eyes had moved from Beth to Charles and back again. He was making a point, and his message was coming across loud and clear.
Jason was waiting for an answer.
Beth didn’t know what to say, and felt she was being backed into a corner. She didn’t like the man, and she had absolutely no intention of working for him.
Sounding smug, Charles announced, “Jason, I’m afraid you might be disappointed about your plans for the weekend. I’m taking Beth out.”
The silence in the room was deafening. It was as if a bomb had dropped.
For a moment Jason said nothing. His teeth were clenched together and a pulse could be seen visibly throbbing along his jawline. He was controlling his rage.
“Really?” Jason replied.
Charles looked triumphant. “I’m surprising Beth. We’re going to a horticultural show tomorrow. Last week, she told me she wanted to go to the show in Middleford.”
Beth was amazed Charles would dare suggest such a thing.
“Charles no…everyone knew I was planning to go home, to Devon. I can’t go with you. I’ve only stayed at Clifton Hall this weekend because Sophie has asked me to see Jason.”
“I’m sure my brother-in-law won’t mind if you looked at his project another time. Will you, Jason?”
Jason drummed his fingers rapidly on the white tablecloth. “No, that’s fine. I’ve nothing urgent to discuss with Miss Ashton, either tomorrow, or any other time.”
Jason’s voice was casual. Too casual.
There was a surface anger in his tone, and his rage was evident for all to see. But the fury wasn’t directed toward Charles, it was aimed at Beth.
Beth felt threatened. So much so, that she almost got up from the table with the intention of leaving the room. All she wanted to do was escape from Clifton Hall and travel, if need be, in the darkness of the night, to the security of her own home in Devon.
For some peculiar reason, Charles’s behaviour was annoying Jason, and Jason was fuming about the apparent set-up at Clifton Hall. Things weren’t working out to his liking.
“Of course Beth can go to the show. The project’s not that important,” Jason said offhandedly, as if indifferent. “Beth doesn’t have to work for me.”
He sounded bored with the whole subject, but she suspected he wasn’t. He was playing cat and mouse. He had a threatening steely glint in his eye and she knew he could ruin her business if he wished to. And although she didn’t want to work for him, she didn’t want to take the chance and lose her business reputation. And Jason could ruin her at the drop of a hat. All he had to do was spread the work and she would be finished as a landscape gardener.
Feeling defeated and beaten, and with her pride about to take a bashing, Beth realised she had to make an effort and save Ashton Landscaping’s good name.
Unwaveringly, she made a decision.
“Charles, my business obligations are very important to me. Mr. Andre has been kind enough to―”
When she had said Jason’s name, he had raised a hand, and stopped her in mid flow.
It’s Jason. And if you’re going work for me, sooner or later you’re going to have to call me Jason.”
Work for him!
She had no intention of working for this arrogantly conceited, obnoxious man, but she realised it wouldn’t do for her to make an enemy of him either. She wasn’t going anywhere near his project, at any price.
Looking Jason straight in the eye, she carefully repeated his name.
Jason…” she said softly, and the stiff, sugar sweet smile, she forced onto her lips hurt. “I’m sorry Charles, but Jason is here on business, and business always has to come first.”
It would be pointless for her to look at Jason’s blueprints, but if she refused, it might appear she had other plans. Plans of an illicit, clandestine nature with his sister’s husband. And she couldn’t have Jason, or Sophie, think she was willing to spend the day with Charles.
“Is nine o’clock in the library alright for you, Jason?” She had burned her bridges.
“Yes. Nine’s fine,” And strangely for once, it looked as if Jason felt no jubilation in getting what he wanted.
Beth wondered if he had considered her wishes, or suspected she might have preferred to visit the horticultural show instead, but it was only a fleeting thought. Deep down, she knew he wouldn’t have cared for her needs, at least, not at the expense of his desires.
Then when, Charles pulled out her chair and took her arm, she knew any possible consideration Jason might have felt for her had vanished. Derision was etched on his face.
“I’m afraid it’s early to bed for you, Beth. If you have to be up at the crack of dawn to work, you’ll need your beauty sleep.” Charles, without waiting for Beth’s consent, started steering her toward the door. “Come on, I’ll walk you home. It seems you have a busy morning ahead of you.”
“Charles there’s no need for you to see me home. I’m not likely to get mugged in your grounds, am I? And there’s no need for you to leave Sophie or Mr. Andre at the dinner table. Stay and finish your meal, please. I can find my way back to the lodge, but thanks all the same.”
Beth hurriedly said goodnight, and with the three of them staring after her in amazement, she left the room. But not before she’d heard Charles say, “I think to be on the safe side, I’ll walk Beth to the guest house. I ought to be back before you’ve finished your coffee. I shouldn’t be too long. But if I’m delayed…don’t wait up.”
Beth could only imagine the humiliation Sophie must be feeling, and the revulsion that would be showing on Jason’s face as he mumbled, “So that’s how things are.”

Blinded by Desire
Copyright © 2012 by – Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 9780957569829
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: May 2012
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.


About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author















Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.


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Wednesday 24 June 2020

Welcome to Timeslip Author - Adrienne Chinn

I’m delighted to welcome Adrienne Chinn to my blog.


Adrienne Chinn - Author

Hello Adrienne – Thank you for joining me on Arabella’s Blog and chit-chat today. it was great to connect with you through the Romantic Novelists’ Association. Such a great and supportive group of authors and affiliate, and all with books and the art of writing at the heart of everything they do. But before we get to know more about your latest Historical Romance Timeslip release, The English Wife, here are a few questions which will hopefully give your readers and followers an insight into some of the things that matter to you.

Arabella: How did you manage to get your first novel published and what did you learn from the experience?
Adrienne: It took a long time! I started writing it on a novel writing course at the Faber Academy in 2011 and kept at it on weekends and holidays over the subsequent years. Then, when I had what I thought was a good draft, I began the rounds of sending query letters to agents in the UK, USA and Canada. I must have sent out over 200 over a three-year period! I went back to square one and hired a fantastic writing mentor, Laurence Daren King, who worked with me on a total rewrite for a year. Then, I met up with a writing friend of mine I’d met on the Faber course, crime novelist Amanda Robson, and she suggested I send the novel to her editor at Avon UK. I did, and several months later, while I was standing on the platform at Clapham Junction Station on a Friday afternoon, an email pinged onto my phone from Avon, offering me a 2-book deal. Only seven years after started writing it!

My biggest lesson from all that was to believe in myself and just keep at it.

Arabella: If you could choose, which would it be: A walk in the woods, a walk along a beachfront to dip your toes in the sea, or a day shopping for clothes?
Adrienne: Walking in nature definitely, in the woods, fields, mountains, or on a beach! All of the above.



Arabella: Who or what inspired you to write your latest release, The English Wife?
Adrienne: I was born in Newfoundland, Canada, which is a ruggedly beautiful province on the east coast, and the people there are so funny and hospitable. My mother was the only girl with eight brothers, and they all could spin a yarn. One of my uncles, Gus, was a soldier for the Newfoundland army in WW2, based near Norwich. At that time Newfoundland was a Dominion of Great Britain, not part of Canada, and it had its own money, government and military. Newfoundlanders were British citizens. In Norwich he met the granddaughter, Stephanie, of a local vicar over Sunday lunch at the vicar’s house, and it was love at first site. They married and she joined him in Newfoundland after the war as an English war bride. So, I thought it was interesting to explore a war bride story as one of the story strands.

Then, of course, there was the now well-known story of the international flights that were diverted to the small airport at Gander, Newfoundland on 9/11. I was born in Grand Falls, which is near Gander, and heard about the way Newfoundlanders took the stranded passengers into their homes almost immediately. Now, of course, the story has been made into a musical, Come From Away. I thought it would be interesting to have one of my characters be on one of those flights. So, that’s how I came up with Sophie’s contemporary story.

Newfoundland Outport

Arabella: Where do you read? Sofa or bed or ____?
Adrienne: When I’m at home I read outside on a lounger on nice days, after I’ve done my daily 1,000 words of writing. I also read in bed at night, but usually only manage a couple of pages before I pass out! I’m a very slow reader because I love to savour a novel, and I tend to read about 4-6 books at a time; it takes me ages to finish them all.

I always take a couple of paperbacks with me when I travel – I read quite a bit on airplanes and by swimming pools! I definitely prefer paperbacks. I love the feel of the pages in my hands, and I’m always flipping back to re-read sections, admire the cover, see what other books the author has written, who they dedicated the book to… I find reading a paperback or hardback a real, tactile, pleasure.

Arabella: Some authors write at first light, others need a mug of coffee or a glass of wine before putting pen to paper. When writing, are there any “essentials” you need to help the words flow?
Adrienne: I am neither a morning person, nor a night owl. I sit squarely in the middle of the day. Currently, I’m at home all the time, so I’m spending the morning reading/writing emails, puttering in the garden, going to the shop if I need to. Then, around 10:30 I spend 10 minutes playing Jewel Legend (the only game app I allow myself otherwise I’d be an addict), then I usually write a haiku or short poem which I post on social media (I started writing these about eight years ago as a writing exercise and now have hundreds – I plan to self-publish a poetry book later this year). Then, around 11:00ish, I get settled on my bed, prop my laptop on a pillow on my lap, and start my writing day. I love working on my bed because I can spread all my scribbled notes around me.


Arabella: You’re halfway through the work-in-progress, you’re about to kill off the hero and there is going to be no happy-ever-after. In other words, you’re stuck! If you had to contact an “author/publisher/editor friend” for guidance, who would it be?
Adrienne: Haha! Sounds like the book I’m currently writing! I often talk to my sister, Carolyn, who lives nearby when I’m stuck. She works in museums, and is also a very keen amateur playwright, actress and theatre director. She has very sound instincts, and she can usually help unstick me.

Arabella: The T.V. is on and you’re in control of the remote. Which is it to be: A quiz programme…An afternoon of sport…A family soap…A romantic film you always wanted to see but missed when it was shown at the cinema?
Adrienne: Romantic film, hands down.

Arabella: Do you have any great writing, publishing, or marketing tips you’d like to share to “want-to-be” authors starting out on their writing journey?
Adrienne:
-          Believe in yourself.
-          Work hard. Enjoy the process.
-          Get used to failure. Failure is your friend. It tells you you weren’t quite ready.
-          Get better. Take courses, read a lot, read outside your genre, experiment with writing other forms (poems, short stories, plays, non-fiction).
-          Watch a lot of good movies – they are great ways to learn pacing, drama, scenes, characters, dialogue and atmosphere.
-          Read the bad reviews great authors have received. You’re not the only one.
-          Don’t give up.
  
Thank you for joining me on Arabella’s Blog and Chit-Chat, Adrienne. It was lovely to discover some of your writing techniques, and although you seem to manage, I’m not sure I could work from my bed. I find writing hard work at the best of times and I’d be worried about dropping off to sleep in the middle of writing a passionate love scene 💓💓💓 and missing the romantic ending. 💓💓💓 
And for those of us (me included) who didn’t know…
Haiku = A Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.
Adrienne - All the best for your latest release, The English Wife, and wishing lots of happy-ever-after writing.
Arabella

About  Adrienne Chinn

Adrienne Chinn - Author

Adrienne Chinn was born in Grand Falls, Newfoundland, grew up in Quebec, and eventually made her way to London, England after a career as a journalist. In England she worked as a TV and film researcher before embarking on a career as an interior designer, lecturer, and writer. When not up a ladder or at the computer, she can usually be found rummaging through flea markets or haggling in the Marrakech souk. 

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Book Blurb   The English Wife


VE Day 1945: As victory bells ring out across the country, war bride Ellie Burgess’s happiness is overshadowed by grief. Her charismatic Newfoundlander husband Thomas is still missing in action.

Until a letter arrives explaining Thomas is back at home on the other side of the Atlantic recovering from his injuries.
Travelling to a distant country to live with a man she barely knows is the bravest thing Ellie has ever had to do. But nothing can prepare her for the harsh realities of her new home…
September 11th 2001: Sophie Parry is on a plane to New York on the most tragic day in the city’s history. While the world watches the news in horror, Sophie’s flight is rerouted to a tiny town in Newfoundland and she is forced to seek refuge with her estranged aunt Ellie.

Determined to discover what it was that forced her family apart all those years ago, newfound secrets may change her life forever…
Release date: June 25th, 2020

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Friday 19 June 2020

Blinded by Desire - Arabella Sheen - EXCERPT 4


            Blinded by Desire

Blinded by Desire


Arabella Sheen



Back Cover Copy

Is Jason ready to give love a chance, and can he capture Beth’s heart?

Jason Andre is a successful billionaire architect who thinks he can get what he wants when he wants.
Beth Ashton is a feisty redhead with an up-and-coming career as a landscape designer. And she wants nothing to do with Jason.
From the outset, sparks fly between them. She excites him and he infuriates her.
When Jason’s light aircraft crashes and he loses his sight, Beth steps in and does exactly what she promised she wouldn’t do…she works for him.

Are Beth and Jason destined to love or is passion and desire the only thing on offer?


Chapter Two - Excerpt 4

Jason stood in the centre of the room gazing at the woman before him. He was mesmerised. It wasn’t often he was at a loss for words, but on this occasion, he was spellbound. She had captured his full attention.
He was fascinated by the flash of fire he saw in her eyes, and the bite of scorn he’d heard in her voice. He couldn’t take his eyes from her.
“Jason.” His sister was trying to attract his attention, but was not having much success.
His gaze and thoughts were only for the auburn-haired woman standing before him.
“Let me introduce you to Elizabeth Ashton of Ashton Landscaping,” Sophie said. “Beth’s the garden designer I’ve been telling you about. Beth, meet Jason Andre…my brother. Jason has wanted to meet you to talk about your work.”
In that moment, Jason realised he had fallen into one of Sophie’s traps, and he was furious. He’d assumed the designer was a man, and his sister hadn’t corrected him.
The landscape gardener was…a woman.
Not that he was sexist…no. He liked women. He loved them. He couldn’t be without a woman at his side. But as a colleague on a development project and in construction…no!
The fault was his. He should have known better. It had been wrong of him to have listened to Sophie with half an ear and he ought to have questioned her further about the landscaper.
Beth was a woman―in fact, Beth was all woman, and then some.
The tigress shook her mane of auburn hair and squared her shoulders, as if preparing for an attack.
Flexing her claws, Beth stepped toward him with her hand held out. He grasped it, engulfing it in his powerful grip, and he could feel her tension as they touched.
Jason looked at her ringless fingers.
“Mr. Andre.” Beth had forced her lips to part into a semblance of a smile. “As you’ve probably gathered…I’m Beth Ashton. Pleased to meet you. Sophie’s told me about your predicament and your need of a landscaper.”
But before Beth had a chance to say anything more, he stopped her.
“And I’ve obviously not heard enough about you, Miss Ashton. It seems I’ve been kept in the dark about a lot of things, and I’m beginning to wonder why.” His remark was dry, sarcastic and full of irritation.
Displeased, he looked over Beth’s shoulder in the direction of his sister. Sophie knew his opinion about working with females. He simply didn’t work with them…full stop.
And then his gaze dropped and rested on Beth. He raised a brow questioningly, and this time there was no doubt his anger was aimed at Beth, and not Sophie.
Hearing the landscaper was a woman had ruffled his feathers. It wasn’t in his scheme of things, and it certainly wasn’t his plan to have a woman on site. For some reason, he felt that these two women were taking him for a fool…and a fool he was not.


Blinded by Desire
Copyright © 2012 by – Arabella Sheen
ISBN: 9780957569829
Publisher: priceplacebooks
Electronic Publication: May 2012
Cover: Fantasia Frog Designs

eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.


About Arabella Sheen


Arabella Sheen - Author

Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.


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Wednesday 17 June 2020

Welcome to Paranormal Romance Author - Patricia Bates

I’m delighted to welcome Patricia Bates to my blog.

Patricia Bates - Author

Hello Patricia - It was great to connect with you through our publisher, BeachwalkPress, Inc. where a wide range of quality ebooks in a variety of subgenres and heat levels - from erotic to sensual - are offered.
But before we discover more about your soon to be released novel, A Hunters Desire, here are a few questions which will hopefully give your readers and followers an insight into some of the things that matter to you.


Arabella: Are there any organisations, writing, or reader groups, you belong to? And, how do they support or help you in creating such wonderful, inspirational novels?
Patricia: I’m a member of Romantiques, a critique group which has grown into an all out writers group. They’re a great group of people, really helpful on feedback and give the honest information I need. I feel through their input I’m able to develop and grow in my writing without failing to notice the changes I need to make.

Arabella: Where do you read? Sofa or bed or ____?
Patricia: I read wherever I can find a spot. Sofa, car, chair, kitchen...I try not to read in bed because I find it makes it hard for me to fall asleep.



  
Arabella: In your soon to be released novel, A Hunter’s Desire, who is your favourite character and why?
Patricia: It has to be Gideon…but then again I have a soft spot for Rebel.
On a forced vacation, Gideon is in the right place at the wrong time, and his downtime is cut short by the disappearance of a wealthy socialite. As he investigates, he finds himself confronted by a wall of silence. The only bright spot is Rebel Hunter, a man of mystery and danger.

Arabella: When writing a novel, how do you work? Are you a plotter or pantser?
Patricia: I’m an organized pantser. I’ve tried doing the plot thing and have never actually finished a book using the plot I set out.

Arabella: Which would you prefer to do: 1) spend a morning vigorously working out at the gym, 2) be pampered from head to toe at the spa and beauty salon, 3) indulge and pile on the pounds with a romantic dinner for two?
Patricia: Hmm I do like to keep active, but I’d have to say number two for sure.




Arabella: We all have a long list of books we keep meaning to read but never have the time for --- which book is a must read for you this season?
Patricia: The Art of Language Invention – it’s on my must be read list as I work to develop a fictional language for my books.

Arabella: Which of the following would you rather wear? 1) beach shorts and top 2) a long evening skirt and blouse 3) pyjamas and slippers?
Patricia: I’m a pjs and slippers kind of girl. I love in jeans but when it’s a lazy day - I rarely get out of my pjs, and I’m often into them quite early.



Arabella: What about your future plans? Any books or series in the making?
Patricia: I do have a number of projects I’m working on. Currently I’m finishing up designing the board game Forsaken Realm to have it on the market by August 1st, as well I’ve started a new historical The Celt’s Bride, revising a Roman romance, and working on coming up with an idea for a historical series I’ve been contemplating


Thank you for being a great guest on Arabella's Blog and Chit-Chat, Patricia. And I'll be sure to dive in and investigate your book recommendation - The Art of Language Invention.
Best wishes for your soon to be released M/M novel - A Hunter's Desire...
Arabella


About Patricia Bates

Patricia Bates - Author
Reading has been such a large part of my life. I cut my literary teeth on such authors as louis L'Amour, Nora Roberts and Janet Dailey. For me, it wasn't such a jump from reading the wonderful tales these authors spun to imagining my own.

Soon I was writing poetry, short stories and by junior high I'd written my first full length romance novel. since then I've taken my love of history and my passion for writing and combined them into what I hope will continue to prove a successful career.

With six books contracted, four of which are currently available in print. All are available in electronic format with the last two ebooks due for release in May and the others in the summer. I'm currently working on three projects, an erotic paranormal romance featuring a witch who loves Christmas, another Ancient Ireland novel, rich in the history of the Irish Celtic peoples, and plotting out a Cowboy Series tentatively titled "The James Gang".

Of course I've got a lot more on the go. I'm developing and growing my editing company with some amazing authors, working on polishing my concepts and plans for upcoming books within the paranormal genres, and keeping up on my writing and being a full time mom, working outside of the house...it's amazing what one can manage in a 16 hour day.

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Book Blurb   A Hunter's Desire by Patricia Bates
Genre: Male/Male, Paranormal Romance




Vengeful spirits, dark secrets, and an unanswered question haunt psychic medium Rebel Hunter
Grissom is a small town with dark secrets. When Rebel Hunter, a paranormal consultant, relocates to its outskirts, he unwittingly stumbles upon a mystery decades in the making. After one of his clients vanishes, Rebel is dragged into the investigation by homicide detective Gideon Palmer.

On a forced vacation, Gideon is in the right place at the wrong time, and his downtime is cut short by the disappearance of a wealthy socialite. As he investigates, he finds himself confronted by a wall of silence. The only bright spot is Rebel Hunter, a man of mystery and danger.

Drawn together, their chemistry is immediate, and Rebel and Gideon struggle with their emotions as they navigate the dark twists of the case. Can both men face their own ghosts to help find a missing woman before it's too late?

Content Warning: contains violence and sexual content

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