Featured Author: Darla Woodley

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I am super excited to introduce author, Darla Woodley & illustrator Evan Munday. Miss Woodley sent me a copy of her fabulous book in the mail, and I have to say, when I opened the package, my first impression was: WOW! I loved the cover, the feel of the book, the inserts she included . . . it was impressive. I had one of those–this book is special and the author personalized it to me–fan girl moments!!

It only gets better. When I sat down to read the book, I had both my boys on my lap. I actually had tears well in my eyes by the end of the book. Maybe it is because I am a mother, and I watched as the child grew up in the book and the mother got older … so it was personal to me–but the overall message was fantastic!

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Words cannot describe how much I loved this book. I actually bring it with me everywhere I go, because I am around a lot of moms and kids–spreading the word. The day I received it I even showed my son’s dentist office 🙂

I really feel this book would look great on the bookshelves, and I would like to see it in Target, Barnes & Nobles, and so forth. I did notice on Miss Woodley’s website it is in some Indigo and Chapters store-that is amazing!

Be sure to check out Miss Woodley’s website by clicking here.

Her book is also available on Amazon.ca!

BLURB:

Awarded the Children’s Literary Classics Seal of Approval. Sometimes it is hard to find exactly the right words to show that you are sharing your encouragement and support. This uplifting story demonstrates that a simple pair of red socks can give someone special a boost when they are feeling down or out of their comfort zone. You’ll find yourself smiling when you see how red socks go with absolutely anything!

Did you know?

When copies of Red Socks Go With Absolutely Anything are purchased additional copies of the book are printed and donated to a school, local charity and/or organization that may benefit from the message of how red socks go with absolutely anything.

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Check out her Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/RedSocksGoWithAbsolutelyAnything

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Official Release Day for SILENCED MEMORIES!

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I am excited to announce the official release of my romance suspense novel, Silenced Memories. Thank you everyone for your support over these last few months!! Enjoy a few excerpts below.

Book Blurb:

Kate Adams has never found it difficult to keep a professional relationship with her clients . . . but then she’s never had a client like Michael Maddox. From the moment she arrives in Charlotte, Kate is tongue-tied by the devastatingly gorgeous former Marine and intelligence genius turned multi-millionaire entrepreneur. Michael seems at first glance to be the perfect catch, except for one problem. He doesn’t do relationships. And Kate doesn’t do one-night stands. But as the tension mounts between them, Kate discovers she has larger problems—an untraceable stalker . . . and a dangerous past. When Michael offers his protection, Kate is grateful, and yet afraid. For as they grow closer, she realizes that Michael has his own secret past. And while he might save her life, he will surely break her heart.

3 Excerpts from Silenced Memories: The novel is told in 3rd person, but readers get a glimpse into the minds of Kate Adams and Michael Maddox (in differing scenes) . . .

Excerpt from Chapter 3: Kate Adams (her POV) & Michael Maddox – at his office

“Did you tell Julia that we’ve met already?”

Startled, Kate turned toward him, her soft eyes looking at him from beneath long eyelashes. Her arched brows gave hint of her embarrassment. “I am so sorry about your shirt. You should let me pay for it.”

“Did you know whom I was last night?” he asked with a deep voice.

She touched the back of her neck, as if working out a kink. “Yes.”

“Why didn’t you say something?” His eyes narrowed on her, and he took a step closer.

“I. . . .” Could she tell him she had been completely tongue-tied by his devastating good looks? “Honestly, I did not think you would remember me, and then I was in a hurry, so I just kind of rushed out when your friend showed up.” Her poker face was failing her.

“You thought I would forget you?”

His words sent shivers dancing up her spine, and she could have sworn she had a heart palpitation. She bit her bottom lip.

“If we are going to work together, I would strongly suggest you not do that,” he murmured, staring at her lips. His smoldering blue eyes turned a shade darker.

She allowed his words to hang in the air for a moment, free of gravity, as she contemplated the appropriate response. She couldn’t help but wonder if she’d wind up being the fourth planner fired. Was he attracted to her, or was it a game he was playing to unnerve her? She chose to ignore his comment and maintain professionalism. “Mr. Maddox, how would you feel about an auction?”

“Please, call me Michael.”

Excerpt from Chapter 4: Kate Adams (her POV) & Michael Maddox on the dance floor 

Her heartbeat did a cowboy quickstep as he reached for her and held her as if he owned her. Somehow, having Michael’s rock hard body pressed against her was more than okay. “I danced pretty much all my life,” she replied. When he touched the small of her back, moving her closer to him, her eyes widened and she gasped.

There was a shift in the mood of the room as the music changed to a low tempo beat. The sound of the drums thumped in her ears, matching the pounding in her heart. Michael kept his eyes on hers as their bodies collided against each other in rhythmic movement to the music. He was a great dancer, she decided. Very sensual. She breathed in his intoxicating smell and felt herself grow dizzy with desire. Please do not fall for this guy.

“You okay?” Michael pulled away.

“Yeah, I just . . . you ever get the feeling that you are being watched?” Her thoughts, scrambling, had landed on the only other thing on her mind—the creepy text she’d gotten the other day.

“I am sure a lot of guys in here are watching you, Kate.” He reached for her waist in an almost protective manner.

“No, not like that. I mean . . . never mind. Sorry.” Her cheeks burst red, as bright as fireworks on the Fourth of July.

“Is someone bothering you?” His eyes narrowed and he began scanning the room as if on sniper duty, preparing himself for an enemy attack.

“What? Um . . . no.” She took a step back. “I should get going. My hotel is not too far.”

“Come on, I will take you.” He placed his hand on her forearm. “There is no way I am letting you walk alone.” He shook his head. “No way.”

Kate stared at him with wide eyes. “Relax. I don’t need a babysitter.” Or do I? The image from the text flashed into her mind again. But she was too stubborn to take Michael up on his offer, despite her nerves. He removed his hand from her arm, and she felt a few degrees cooler without his touch.

Excerpt from Chapter 7: Michael’s POV- Kate and Michael playing poker

“I’m all in.” Kate looked up at Michael and tilted her head.

He kept his eyes on her as his friends to her right bowed out of the game. When it was back to him, he studied her, checking for tells. She swallowed and adjusted back in her seat. That was new. Was she bluffing?

Or was he just feeling sexual tension from her? The magnetic pull between them was making it hard to breathe. He reached for his chest, as if ready to loosen a tie that was strangling him, only he was wearing a T-shirt. “Is it hot in here?” he found himself asking as he stood up from the table.

“Come on, you afraid of a challenge? A duel of the sexes?” Jerry joked.

Michael tried to focus, but he found himself consumed by his past, by the memories he had tried to silence. Why was this happening now?

The rocky terrain as his boots slipped on the climb.

Gunfire.

IEDs.

Torn flesh.

Blood.

He turned away from the table, not wanting Kate to see him like this. His throat constricted, and he wondered if he was choking. He opened the patio door and walked outside. He braced against the railing and closed his eyes, trying to shut out the steady stream of images that exhausted his mind.

“You all right?” Jerry asked. He slipped through the door and leaned against the railing next to him. “Kate wanted to check on you herself, but I figured you’d prefer not.”

Good call. He inhaled a sharp breath and opened his eyes. “I’m fine. Really.” He tucked the painful memories back inside and rubbed his hands over his face. “Be right in.”

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