Rhonda Lee Carver Here Today!!!

My blog has been hijacked. Today we have a special guest – Rhonda Lee Carver. She’s here to tell us about her latest book, Castle’s Fortress, which sounds amazing. Enjoy! Please feel free to leave a comment. Welcome Rhonda - take it away!

Rhonda Lee Carver

"Everyone deserves romance...one page at a time."















Author of:

Double Dare www.lyricalpress.com

Diamond in a Rose http://www.thewildrosepress.com/

Second Chance Cowboy http://www.lyricalpress.com/

Delaney's Sunrise June 20, 2011 http://www.lyricalpress.com/

Castle's Fortress just released September 19, 2011 http://www.lyricalpress.com/

Rhonda Lee Carver's website: http://www.rhondaleecarver.com/


"When love's breath breathes life into our lungs and understanding into our mind, we shall only yield to its magical hearth. To deny it is foolish. Escape is futile." RLC

Thank you for having me Gail!

Creepy is hot.

Ghosts galore, haunted houses, spooky mayhem…The more the better.

There is something about a romance novel that entwines a love story and a haunting, making it sexy. The hormonal reaction a reader gets as they embark upon the supernatural is connected with the “fight or flight” syndrome. At the very moment we are scared we get a sudden boost of adrenaline, or “power.”

You can get this “adrenaline rush” by riding a roller coaster, or walking through a jungle at night waiting for the wild animals to burst out from the darkness. A simpler, and safer, way is to read a story that is hauntingly beautiful. Be terrified by an author’s eerie imagination. Allow your “survivor instinct” to kick in as you stroll through pages of horror.


As I wrote Castle’s Fortress I wanted to keep an even balance between love and the darkness beyond the natural. I wanted for the hero and heroine to have a special connection. Jake and Fall have this. Fall has the ability to read Jake’s mind. Together they are force to be beckoned with as spirits attempt to pull them into the world of the unknown.

Castle’s Fortress was my favorite book that I’ve written so far. I hope anyone who loves romance mingled with a haunting will pick this eBook up.

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Blurb



One hundred years ago, a little girl died mysteriously. Twenty years ago, another followed. Today, Fall Winters has to find out why.

The last person Jake Castle expects to see again is Fall Winters. Twenty years ago, they were been best friends, until her father killed his sister. He left her and his sleepy hometown--and all the memories in it. He didn’t want a stroll down memory lane, especially with her.


Fall has never believed her father was guilty. He was responsible for a lot of things, but not kidnapping and killing a teenage girl. Now, Fall’s own sister is missing under similar


circumstances. It looks like she was right. She must find her sister alive and prove the connection between the cases, not to mention her father's innocence. Fall turns to the only person she can trust--Jake.

Jake agrees to help Fall on one condition: They never step foot in the ramshackle haunted house that almost left Fall dead when she was ten. Jake wants to believe the ghost they saw that night was a figment of his imagination. But as they delve further into the mystery surrounding the kidnappings, Jake begins to realize there is a connection to the house, and a stronger one with Fall. He knows it’s time to face his fears--and the feelings inside his heart that lead him straight to Fall.

Excerpt

“Jake...”


His sensual gaze roved over her from eyes to worn boots, an impish smile taking the place of the innocent grin. She resisted the urge to squirm while he smoothed a glance over her chest.

Jake made no effort to do the decent thing and remove his gaze from her. This was a new side to him. It would take some getting used to, but from the ache building in her, she didn’t find it an unwelcome change.

Damned body betrayed her mind. She hadn’t asked him to come to Marietta to start up a romance. In fact, feelings of a sexual kind could only deter from what she needed.

She narrowed her gaze on him, hoping she did a good job at hiding any sign of attraction. “Jake, don’t they have breasts in New York?”

His gaze trailed a slow, intense path upward until their gazes locked. “I believe you had a psychic vision and saw me coming.” One corner of his mouth kinked as his brows wriggled in covert meaning.


She wondered if he used this manly magic on all the women. She sighed. “You didn’t come all the way to Ohio to admire the view.” She relaxed her hands on her waist and slanted a hip. “Right?”

“Although the scenery is quiet spectacular here,” he flicked a glance over her again, “I have other things in mind besides sightseeing.”


She couldn’t imagine many women could block an internal heat wave under Jake’s magnetism. He possessed a quality that probably had women falling at his pricey loafers all the time. However, she wasn’t just any woman. Charming or not, she wanted one thing from Jake, and it had nothing to do with what lay behind his zipper. Although, she was a bit curious at what did lay there.

She swallowed the naughty-girl lump in her throat and tore her mind back on path. “Did you drive all night?” The inky darkness rimming his eyes was a sign that he needed sleep.


Jake nodded. “I couldn’t wait to get here.”


Did his lip curl? She caught the sarcastic tone to his words. She blew it off as she unplugged her machinery and tossed her woodworking tools into the leather case. When she turned back to him, she planted an award-winning smile on her lips. “As far as I see it, you won’t be any good to me until you’ve had a large dose of caffeine and a moment to catch your breath. I need your energy, not your attitude.”


Eyebrows curved, he smiled. “Sounds kinky.” He ran a long finger along the edge of the table and her stomach did a flop. He should have just slid that finger down the line of her curves. It would have had the same effect on her. “Be honest with me, Fall. Did you bring me here just to live out your childhood fantasy of kissing me?”


Oh, he was a charmer.


His lure was dripped in warm honey butter, and she didn’t need the calories. “Jake Ivan Castle. Not only do you adorn yourself with a big company and fast cars, I hear you like those same qualities in your women.” She bit back a smile when he appeared offended. “As you see, my breasts reside in one county and my brain is bigger than a pebble. The only thing fast about me is my skills at woodworking. So, in layman terms, I’m not your type, and truthfully, I like men who enjoy the simpler things in life. Now, let’s clean our thoughts. We have work to do.”