I am hosting today with great joy, a very old friend, one of the very first authors I connected with when I became published. Lorraine Nelson, with her Daydreams and Night Scenes!
As always, let's see what the reviewers have to say about this book:
"Weaving together a modern-day Cinderella story with a delightful dollop of Pretty Woman, author Lorraine Nelson delivers a romance that is certain to please current—and gain many new—readers. A wonderful cast of supporting characters, culinary descriptions that will have foodies drooling and vignettes of eastern Canadian life add sparkle to the tale of Miranda “Randi” Stuart, a woman who believes in herself as well as the magic of love, and Alex Denning, a billionaire playboy who is so much more than the façade he’s learned to assume around others. How the two overcome their black moment is a series of wonderfully poignant surprises that, combined with the spirit of the Christmas season, create an ending readers won’t soon forget. For a romance book that keeps the plot firmly on the romance, this book is sure to please. And Ms. Nelson’s writing style and voice are the sinfully delicious icing on the (wedding) cake!"
And:
"I like the steam, the two-steps forward one-step back and both of them trying to figure out what in the world makes them happy. My disappointment in this book was that it had an ending. I could have kept reading!"
A night of love..Fantasy or Fateful Alliance?
Miranda Stuart is lushly built, hauntingly beautiful, career-oriented, and extremely intelligent, but thanks to a teenage crush on Alex Denning, a man who was way out of her league, she acts out of character when they meet up years later at a posh resort. When she finds out his room is adjoining hers, she determines to have her fantasy night in his arms. When the night’s magic should have begun (unbeknownst to him) our dashing, billionaire playboy enters the scene with bright lights blaring and another woman in tow. Had she just set herself up for blackmail?
Read an excerpt:
Miranda Stuart is lushly built, hauntingly beautiful, career-oriented, and extremely intelligent, but thanks to a teenage crush on Alex Denning, a man who was way out of her league, she acts out of character when they meet up years later at a posh resort. When she finds out his room is adjoining hers, she determines to have her fantasy night in his arms. When the night’s magic should have begun (unbeknownst to him) our dashing, billionaire playboy enters the scene with bright lights blaring and another woman in tow. Had she just set herself up for blackmail?
Read an excerpt:
Miranda Stuart (Randi to her friends) sidled
up to the bar and ordered her favorite pre-dinner drink, a Long Island
Iced Tea. She’d taken a much-needed break from the convention activities
ongoing at the posh luxury resort. She hadn’t drawn a complete breath
since arriving, hence the need for a touch of liquid refreshment.
Randi perched on a padded stool and sipped her drink while facing a mirror that spanned the full width of the bar. She didn’t pay much attention to the reflection of clientele in the popular nightclub until he came into focus.
Her eyes zeroed in on absolute power and raw sexuality radiating from the drop-dead-gorgeous man. Stopping now and then to engage in conversation, he towered over everyone as he circled the room drawing inexplicably closer to where she sat.
This couldn’t be happening. Randi couldn’t believe billionaire playboy, Alexander Denning, had casually straddled the stool beside her. He was the only chink in her armor of collective cool. Alex had been her first real crush and he didn’t even know she existed.
Averting her eyes, she caught a look at herself in the mirror. She, who had fought her way to the top in a man’s world, who had perfected a calm, efficient, and sophisticated façade, was looking as giddy and star struck as a teenager on her first date…and all he had done was sit beside her.
Taking a sip of her drink to cure her dry throat, she swallowed too quickly and began sputtering and choking. When he handed her a napkin and patted her back for good measure she felt the touch of his large, gentle hand all the way to the tips of her toes.
“Better now?” Alexander asked as she came up for air.
“Yes, much better. Thank you,” she stammered in embarrassment.
“No thanks necessary. My name is Alex,” he offered, giving her time to compose herself. “You made quite an entrance earlier,” he remarked.
“Me? Make an entrance? You’ve must be joking.”
“Not at all. Every eye in the room followed the sway of your hips and those endless, long legs as you strutted toward the bar. The women in envy, I suspect, and the men with their tongues hanging out.”
“Now I know you’re poking fun at me. Does this line of flattery actually work on the women you connect with?”
“It’s not flattery. It’s fact. And this is the first time I’ve tried this approach so, you tell me,” he responded with an engaging grin, “is it working?”
“Only because I have a weakness for broad shouldered, blue eyed Adonis look-alikes.” She laughed self-consciously, feeling out of her element.
“You have a beautiful smile,” he said.
“Thank you, Alex. To what do I owe this chance encounter?”
“Ahhh, if you knew me better, you’d know that I don’t leave anything to chance,” he stated suggestively, easily holding her emerald gaze with the fierce intensity of desire he knew burned in his. “Will you spend the evening with me? We could have dinner, dance a few slow tunes and get to know each other better.”
Randi perched on a padded stool and sipped her drink while facing a mirror that spanned the full width of the bar. She didn’t pay much attention to the reflection of clientele in the popular nightclub until he came into focus.
Her eyes zeroed in on absolute power and raw sexuality radiating from the drop-dead-gorgeous man. Stopping now and then to engage in conversation, he towered over everyone as he circled the room drawing inexplicably closer to where she sat.
This couldn’t be happening. Randi couldn’t believe billionaire playboy, Alexander Denning, had casually straddled the stool beside her. He was the only chink in her armor of collective cool. Alex had been her first real crush and he didn’t even know she existed.
Averting her eyes, she caught a look at herself in the mirror. She, who had fought her way to the top in a man’s world, who had perfected a calm, efficient, and sophisticated façade, was looking as giddy and star struck as a teenager on her first date…and all he had done was sit beside her.
Taking a sip of her drink to cure her dry throat, she swallowed too quickly and began sputtering and choking. When he handed her a napkin and patted her back for good measure she felt the touch of his large, gentle hand all the way to the tips of her toes.
“Better now?” Alexander asked as she came up for air.
“Yes, much better. Thank you,” she stammered in embarrassment.
“No thanks necessary. My name is Alex,” he offered, giving her time to compose herself. “You made quite an entrance earlier,” he remarked.
“Me? Make an entrance? You’ve must be joking.”
“Not at all. Every eye in the room followed the sway of your hips and those endless, long legs as you strutted toward the bar. The women in envy, I suspect, and the men with their tongues hanging out.”
“Now I know you’re poking fun at me. Does this line of flattery actually work on the women you connect with?”
“It’s not flattery. It’s fact. And this is the first time I’ve tried this approach so, you tell me,” he responded with an engaging grin, “is it working?”
“Only because I have a weakness for broad shouldered, blue eyed Adonis look-alikes.” She laughed self-consciously, feeling out of her element.
“You have a beautiful smile,” he said.
“Thank you, Alex. To what do I owe this chance encounter?”
“Ahhh, if you knew me better, you’d know that I don’t leave anything to chance,” he stated suggestively, easily holding her emerald gaze with the fierce intensity of desire he knew burned in his. “Will you spend the evening with me? We could have dinner, dance a few slow tunes and get to know each other better.”
Are you intrigued?
Read a sample on Amazon!
Other books to check out from the same author:
Zakia and the Cowboy
Covert Mission: Undercover Cop
Trouble Brewing in Thunder Creek
A Cowgirl's Pride
Cameron's Quest
A Bride for the Taking
Kidnapped: The Search for Casey
Cowboy Dreamin"
And coming soon: Abby's Intent
Check out all of Lorraine's books here
Other books to check out from the same author:
Zakia and the Cowboy
Covert Mission: Undercover Cop
Trouble Brewing in Thunder Creek
A Cowgirl's Pride
Cameron's Quest
A Bride for the Taking
Kidnapped: The Search for Casey
Cowboy Dreamin"
And coming soon: Abby's Intent
Check out all of Lorraine's books here
Thank you, Katherine. The post looks lovely. It's nice to reconnect. :)
ReplyDeleteMs. Nelson is an excellent writer, well worth discovering for those who haven't already. I've not read this title yet, but I look forward to it. Thanks for sharing this!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment, Denise. It's nice to be appreciated. :)
DeleteLorraine, you are always welcome here! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Katherine. And you are welcome on my blog as well. :)
DeleteIf you haven't read Lorraine Nelson you're missing out on a legend in the world of books. With over 30 published I get tired thinking of writing that much--but this prolific author keeps plugging away creating one amazing book after the other!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Paul. I never get tired of hearing compliments on my writing. :)
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