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You’re Invited!

I am pleased to announce that I’m co-hosting a party on Facebook with MK Schiller, a fellow Michigan author whose new release, Variables of Love, just came out last week. The party, sponsored by Lady Amber Tours, is September 23 from 5-8 pm. We’re giving away awesome prizes. I’m featuring the Kiss Me Series. Join the party HERE.

VoL cover (2)Here’s a quick peek at what Variables of Love is about:

Meena Kapoor knows what life has in store for her. She’s in her senior year at Stanford where she’ll graduate summa cum laude, and then she’ll begin her interviews…her marriage interviews. Meena is Indian, and she’s never questioned that she’ll have an arranged marriage like all the generations before her. Not until she meets gorgeous math major Ethan Callahan. Ethan’s sense of humor and free spirit stir feelings in Meena she didn’t know were possible outside of Bollywood movies. It doesn’t hurt that he’s charming and has the uncanny ability to make math sound like poetry, but Meena knows their equation makes no sense in the real world.

Ethan finds himself intrigued by the mysterious, beautiful girl, whose big, brown eyes reflect great pain. His goals are small at first—to make her smile and then to laugh. But he soon wants more, and though Meena is adamant they have no future, he convinces her to share the present. Ethan believes every problem has a solution, but with cultural expectations and family duty among the variables, they will struggle to solve the ultimate equation to find happiness.

Read about Kiss Me Goodnight HERE.

Read about Kiss Me By Moonlight HERE.

MK is giving away a Coach purse and a lovely watch. I’ve made some jewelry. My Lost Goddess Publishing cover artist, Anne Kaye, is a jewelry-making teacher. She actually does many media. In this case, she came over with her bag of tools and taught me to make jewelry. I did 3 necklaces and 2 bracelets, and she corrected all my mistakes. We went for a variety of styles to suit many tastes.

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I stuck with teal. If you’ve read the acclaimed series, you’ll recognize the reason for the color–it matches Dylan’s eyes. I’ll also be giving away a free ebook from the Kiss Me series, and MK will be offering one lucky reader a copy of Variables of Love.

Join the party HERE.


9/17 Edit to post: Added the cover for Variables of Love and updated the party link.

Posted in Excerpts, Kiss Me Series

Kiss Me Goodnight is Now Available

Looking for a different kind of love story? Kiss Me Goodnight is now available, so you’ve finally found it 🙂 Pick it up so you can get to know Lacey and fall in love with Dylan…or Thomas…or both of them…

To mark this momentous occasion, I’ll be going on a blog tour. It starts next month, so information to follow.

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Here’s the blurb:

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Dylan and Lacey

I’m Lacey Hallem, and I have a few secrets. These aren’t them: I wash my hands a lot and lie when I’m stressed. Also, I have horrible taste in men. That’s how I knew Dylan was trouble the first time I saw him…

Life can be challenging for Lacey, especially when things don’t come in sets of six, but she’s smart and funny and able to keep her demons at bay—most of the time. She might have sensed trouble when she set eyes on Dylan, a delectable musician in a vintage T-shirt, but that doesn’t stop her from thinking about him, or spending more and more time in his company.

Enter Thomas. Wealthy, handsome, and completely adoring of Lacey (flaws and all), he’s everything a man should be. So why can’t she convince her heart to fall in love?

Prepare to be swept up in Michele Zurlo’s emotional and compelling story of learning to trust yourself, facing the past, and finding strength you never knew you had.



Here’s a teaser/excerpt to get you going:

After the show, I introduced my best friends Jane and Luma to Dylan’s band. Thank goodness neither of them looked at the men like they were a buffet.

Gavin looked at Dylan and clapped Levi on the back. “We should clear out.”

“No, you shouldn’t.” Heads swung and everybody looked at me. It was a little disorienting. I won’t be going on a stage anytime soon. I swallowed. “I mean, this was your first performance. There have to be a hundred women and more than a few men hanging out in there who enjoyed your show and wouldn’t mind meeting you. Mingling will help build your fan base.”

I needed to shut up before somebody asked me if I was a publicist. Knowing me, I would probably answer in the affirmative. I have a major in finance with a minor in business administration. Nothing there speaks to this situation.

“Sorry. Just throwing out ideas.”

Jane and Luma chuckled nervously. Jane moved closer, probably ready to drag me away if I kept going.

Levi nodded thoughtfully. “Good ideas, though. They make sense. Ladies and gentlemen, we’re heading back inside.”

Daisy linked her arms through Jane and Luma’s, and the three of them went first. Levi and Gavin followed.

Dylan held the door for me, which led to a hallway behind the stage. He grabbed my hand, holding me back when I would have followed everyone else through the door into the main room.

I cocked my head and gazed up at him.

“You liked the show?”

“Very much. I’d even see it again.” I still think they need some backing vocals. “I especially liked the last song. That’s where you took the name for your band?”

He nodded. “I wrote the song a few years ago.” His eyes clouded over the tiniest bit, a combination of nostalgia and melancholy.

I was about to ask him if he was okay when he tilted his head down. The right moment had finally come. He was going to kiss me. My lips tingled with anticipation. My senses came alive, attuned to every molecule of this moment.

He pulled me against him, holding me so I could feel the hard length of his thighs (yes, thighs, you perv) against mine. But that wasn’t enough. Taking one step forward, he moved my back against the wall. Throwing caution to the wind, I gave in to my urge to run my hands over his chest. I broke my gaze from his, putting off a moment I knew would blow away every kiss I’ve ever had.

You don’t think I’ve set my hopes too high, do you?