Sneak Peak of Mia Epsilon’s If You Want Me

Sneak Peak of Mia Epsilon’s If You Want Me

Hi everyone,

Thank you for having me here again today.  I was trying to figure out what to talk about today and then I realised that I wanted to share something special with all of you… an exclusive sneak peek at Book 5 of the Weddings by C &C, If You Want Me. I hope you enjoy it!

“This will change her life, and her husband’s, and I have no doubt yours as well.” Em brought up her hands and patted his. “Go in to her now. The doctor should be back any moment. She probably prefers family with her right now.”

Adam swallowed, dropped his hands, and bent his head. A life changer usually meant very bad news. Why the hell hadn’t he insisted Anna go a doctor sooner? His heart felt like a lump of lead in his chest. “Thanks for staying with her.”

“She’s a wonderful lady.”

Adam gripped the door handle. “Yeah, she is. There’s only one lady finer.” He went inside and sank into the chair beside his sister’s bed. Her skin appeared ashen, made more so by the whiteness covering her. He’d promised to protect her and here she lay in the hospital. Some brother he was. He slid his hand under hers and reached for his cell phone. He better call Robin and let him know Anna needed him.

The door swung open before he could dial. A tall black haired man strode into the space and halted at the foot of the bed. “Mrs. Bates?” he called in a loud tone.

Anna opened her eyes and began to stir as Adam leapt to his feet and muttered at the man’s abrupt manner. “I’m her brother and you are?”

“Doctor Goldmin, the physician on call.” His dark eyes scanned over Adam and seemed to dismiss him. Adam gritted his teeth not to say more. “I have your test results and it’s as we thought.”

“Okay.” Anna pushed her hair away from her face. “My husband’s been away. I had some issues at work and everything’s been so crazy busy I figured stress or maybe a stomach bug from one of my students. I guess I should have known.”

“What? Known what?” Adam almost grabbed the palm pilot from the doctor’s hands to see for himself as his heart now raced. “What’s wrong? What are you going to do to help her?”

“There’s nothing we can do.” The doctor shrugged and continued to tap the tablet. “I suggest telling your husband as soon as possible though to discuss your options.”

Adam would have preferred the other man take out a needle the size of California and stick it in him. Options? True fear made nausea churn in his stomach and turn his blood to ice. Oh God, not Anna, who’d never hurt anyone in her life and only wanted to teach and make children happy. Not his sister the person he remained closest to besides their mother. Resolve flooded through him as he straightened his shoulders. They wouldn’t blindly accept what some small town doctor said. Adam gathered her to him and just held tight. Her heart raced against his chest. Strong. He had to be strong for Anna and for Robin. “We’ll find another doctor, a specialist who will help you.”

“You do need to consult your own doctor. From your tests and the information you provided, I’d say mid October.” Doctor Goldmin keyed in something on his tablet. “Give or take a couple of weeks either side.”

Just over seven months? Adam wanted to rip something apart, scream until he went hoarse, anything to vent the fury and injustice of it all. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

So…have I grabbed your interest? Please let me know.

Mia xx

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stuckonyou_200x300Once you marry True Love, then what?

Robin and Anna are back. The wedding is over, they are happily married, and living in Anna’s beloved hometown. Plus they have the blessed new challenge of twins. Sure, each has annoying bad habits, they’re seriously sleep deprived, and a few cracks have appeared in their unblemished marriage. After all, this is the real world not a fairy tale. Nothing will destroy this idiotic existence.

Then Robin is offered the promotion of his career. It’s perfect except it means a big move away from their family, friends, and home. With neither willing to bulge on the issue, the first major fight of their marriage shakes it to its foundations.

Then a tragic accident changes everything. Can this couple find their way back to each other and stay Stuck on You?

Buy: Stuck On You (Weddings by C & C Book 4)

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Mia Epsilon lives with her ever patient and tolerant soul mate hubby in the gorgeous Blue Ridge Appalachian Mountains of North Carolina, USA. She’s an avid reader of almost anything but particularly romance with too many favorite authors to name. Mia is a huge Doctor Who fan and adores the new Doctor with his Scottish accent. She also happily suffers a chocolate addiction which causes her to visit her favorite chocolate store, The Chocolate Fetish an abnormally high number of times.

Mia can most often be found at her computer spinning new tales or in a quiet padded nook (a nook, she swears, not a padded room) with her e reader engrossed in a new story. She’s currently hard at work on her series ‘Weddings by C & C’ and trying to build its reputation from ‘just another wedding story’ to ‘OMG you have GOT to read this book!’ She appreciates all reader input and comments on her Face Book, Twitter, Amazon and Good Reads pages. Her released titles include: ‘Wedding Belle Blues’, ‘Take a Chance on Me’, ‘When You Believe’, ‘That Night’, and ‘Stuck on You’ along with a short story in The Wonderland Tales ‘Leave Your Hat On’.

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Blog: Authors, Books & Chocolate: The True ABC’s of Life

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Twitter: Mia Epsilon @MiaEpsilon

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Amazon: Amazon.com/author/miaepsilon

Wedding Belle Blues by Mia Epsilon

Hello, I’m Mia Epsilon, wildly excited about the PRINT release of my book Wedding Belle Blues. I write contemporary romance, love almost every minute of it and also love to read.

How Much is Too Much?

I’ve always wondered just exactly how much detail my writing should contain. I mean, I want it to be believable, sure, so readers don’t feel yanked out of the story or worse, can’t ‘see’ what’s happening. But I also don’t want to gross anyone out or worse, bore them to sleep. Plus, let’s face it, some real life things we don’t want to talk about let alone read in our chosen method of escape. So how ‘real’ should it be and how much is too much detail?

I’ll start with an example from my upcoming print release Wedding Belle Blues. The heroine is planning a wedding and shopping for a wedding gown. I spent hours looking at pictures of wedding gowns and drooling over details. I wanted the readers to be right there with Anna as she struggles to find THE dress. But I didn’t want my readers to give up reading in disgust over numerous discussions and descriptions of sweetheart shaped necklines, A line skirts, and mermaid, trumpet, or ball gown styles. I think the resulting scene is a good compromise of detail to ‘see’ without going so overboard we all get buried in lace and tulle.

As a reader of historical romance, I like to get the jest of what’s being worn without having a history lesson. I finished a book before the holidays where the author described in minute detail each item of clothing the heroine wore. If you’ve never read historical romance, know up front the women didn’t just throw on jeans and a T shirt and head out. They had corsets and stockings and under things, loads and loads of under things. When I read, it’s fine for the author to mention the heroine had petticoats and corset and such. But not every single detail. I actually had to look up a few of the terms because I’d never heard of them before. Needless to say, it yanked me completely from the story and I never really got back into it. It was a great shame and disappointment because the plot and characters had grabbed my attention.

Also, when I read a contemporary romance, I really do not want to read how the heroine deals with, um, how’s the best way to say this, ‘that time of the month’. I really, really don’t. I don’t mind hearing, “Yuck, it’s that time, my stomach has a mac truck driving through it, and damn if I didn’t use the last tampon so now I have to go to the store when I really just want to curl up and feel sorry for myself”. I do NOT want to hear all the details. I read to escape, not to be faced with the crap I’m reading to escape.

When I read future and fantasy, I want enough to make the world seem I’m living in it without so much I fall asleep getting the details. I mean, let’s be honest, I adore the Lord of The Rings movies. But trying the read the book is like slugging through mud wearing one hundred pounds of wet wool clothes with your shoe laces tied together. There’s just so much detail the characters take a backseat to the world. It’s off putting. I want to know what Frodo and friends are doing, not every elven blade of grass they are seeing.

So in short, for my writing, a reader gets enough to describe what’s happening around the characters or what they are experiencing without losing them in the details. At least, I hope they do. What do you feel is too much when you’re reading?

Mia

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weddingbelleblues_200x300Anna is planning the perfect wedding, but she doesn’t anticipate her future mother-in-law’s offer of help’ which translates into take over. Her groom-to-be avoids her and insists their growing problems are just ‘bridal nerves’. Worst of all, her best friend, Robin, begins to act strange. Everyone around her has his or her own agenda. What’s a girl to do when she begins to realize the perfect life she envisioned is all a lie?

Robin has two great loves in his life: his best friend Anna and his motorcycle. Not one to make a scene, he supports Anna in her plan to marry the wrong man and regrets she can’t accept his ‘dare devil’ lifestyle. But when push comes to shove, he’s more than willing to make the necessary sacrifice and prove he is the man she needs.

As the wedding date nears and plans shift into high gear, Robin and Anna grow closer and not just as friends. Each must decide what the perfect life truly means while trying to negotiate the maze of wedding plans, secrets, and hidden motives. Will someone be left singing the blues?

Buy: Wedding Belle Blues

Author Bio:

Mia Epsilon lives with her ever patient soul mate in the gorgeous Blue Ridge Appalachian Mountains. She’s an avid reader with too many favorite authors to name. Mia is a huge Doctor Who fan and happily suffers a chocolate addiction.

Mia can most often be found at her computer spinning new tales or in a quiet padded nook (a nook, she swears, not a padded room) with her e reader. She’s currently hard at work on her series ‘Weddings by C & C’ and trying to build its reputation from ‘just another wedding story’ to ‘OMG you have GOT to read this book!’

Social Media Links:

Blog

Face Book: MiaEwrites

Twitter: Mia Epsilon @MiaEpsilon

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Goodreads: Mia Epsilon

 

My Top 4 Christmas Movies

Guest blog by Mia Epsilon, author of When You Believe

It’s December so of course everyone’s thoughts turn to Christmas in some way or another. When you need a break from the chaos and hustle bustle, or if you want a unique party idea, fix some tea or hot toddy, your favorite snacks and cozy up with these fun Holiday themed movies.

  1. It’s A Wonderful Life

This is the classic movie which answers one man’s question (that we all have had at one time or another, haven’t we?): What would the world be like without me? The cast is wonderfully cast and perfect in their roles especially the bumbling angel trying to earn his wings.

  1. Scrooged

This is a hysterically funny look at the classic ‘A Christmas Carol’ where a mean bah humbug Christmas and people hating man gets visited from three spirits on Christmas Eve determined to change him and his attitude.  A bit dated in technology (his ‘expensive’ gifts are VCR’s, anyone recall those?), it’s still a fun way to make you think about your own attitude and what you can do to be a better person.

  1. National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation

Very few movies could get away with these cheesy, corny and downright irreverent jokes but that’s what National Lampoon does best. From family members we can’t stand to bad bosses, in laws, kitchen disasters and the ‘rigging up the lights’ you will laugh yourself half silly at the antics of a family just trying to survive Christmas.

  1. The End of Time

If you aren’t a Doctor Who fan (and why aren’t you???) this won’t mean nearly as much to you as those who are. David Tennent’s final episodes as the infamous Doctor trying to save the world bring to the screen everything good, funny, poignant, and makes me hope the Doctor really is out there. Long time Who fans will know how the Master’s final act, when he’s been The Doctor’s almost lifelong enemy, carries the show from just another episode to one of special significance. It’s also my favorite of the Doctor Who Christmas specials because it shows all too clearly every emotion humans—and Time Lords—can possibly experience and more. This is also my favorite send off to a Doctor, and one I doubt the show will ever be able to beat.

So, what are your favorite Christmas movies?

Author Bio

Mia Epsilon lives with her ever patient and tolerant soul mate hubby in the gorgeous Blue Ridge Appalachian Mountains of North Carolina, USA. She’s an avid reader of almost anything but particularly romance, with too many favorite authors to name. Mia is a huge Doctor Who fan, isn’t so certain about the writing in the new series yet absolutely adores the new Doctor and his Scottish accent. She also happily suffers a chocolate addiction which causes her to visit her favorite chocolate store, The Chocolate Fetish an abnormally high number of times.

Mia can most often be found at her computer spinning new tales or in a quiet padded nook (a nook, she swears, not a padded room) with her e reader happily engrossed in a new story. She’s currently hard at work on her series ‘Weddings by C & C’ and trying to build its reputation from ‘just another wedding story’ to ‘OMG you have GOT to read this book!’ She appreciates all reader input and comments on her Face Book, Twitter, Amazon and Good Reads pages. Her released titles include: ‘Wedding Belle Blues’, ‘Take a Chance on Me’, ‘When You Believe’, and ‘That Night’ along with a short story in The Wonderland Tales ‘Leave Your Hat On’.

CONNECT WITH MIA:

Blog: Authors, Books & Chocolate: The True ABC’s of Life  miaepsilon.blogspot.com

Face Book: MiaEwrites (Mia Epsilon Author)

Twitter: Mia Epsilon @MiaEpsilon

whenyoubelieve_200x300When You Believe Blurb:

Dan and Monica’s relationship gets a push from a handsome stranger, but will their love survive the test?

Monica has deep roots in the small town of Abbeville and manages the local coffee shop, which serves as the hub of town news. Deeply in love with Daniel, she still can’t help but notice the gorgeous stranger, Micheal, who seemingly appears out of nowhere. When Dan begins to pull away from her, what’s a girl to do? Tempted to sit home and cry, Monica is determined to push through the uncertainty. Does that mean exploring new options?

Daniel carries secrets he can’t share with anyone, even Monica. He’s a man with no past and no relatives, so he doesn’t believe he deserves a bright future. Pulling away from Monica, his love and the closest thing he has to a family, he believes is the only way she can truly find happiness. But when tragedy strikes Abbeville will the man with no roots become its savior? Or will he discover Michael’s true reason for appearing among them?

Buy: When You Believe (Weddings by C & C Book 3)

Excerpt:

“Am I interrupting something?” Dan came in the door and stood just inside, his expression confused. “Is everything okay?”

“No. Amber is convinced Michael is some assassin here to kill someone for Jamie Manning who’s part of the Irish mafia.” She pointed at Dan as he burst into laughter and glared at Amber. “There. See how ridiculous you’re being?”

“Oh, that’s too funny. Adam and Emily would get such a kick out of that. I bet Chief Owens would, too.” Dan bent over as he continued to laugh. “Come on, that’s too silly to be real.”

“Well, okay, so maybe it is.” Amber conceded with a hard note in her tone. “But you have to admit the guy is weird and freaky things happen around him.”

Dan straightened and walked over to put an arm around Monica’s shoulders. “He is, I agree. But he’s no killer. He grabbed the Marley kid out of the street a few weeks back. And Monica told me how he saved Anna from falling right before she gave birth to the twins. No assassin does nice things like that.”

“So what’s his last name? And where is he staying?” Amber demanded. “I’m going to find out before something really bad happens. Then you two will have to eat your words.” She stomped off to the back room, shoulders and spine stiff straight.

Buy: When You Believe (Weddings by C & C Book 3)

National Month of Exquisite Pain

That Night 600x900Hello all you fun and reading type people! I’m Mia Epsilon and I’m a writer. Don’t you just love saying that? I’m a writer. It’s the hardest job in the world (and I know, since I’m both a mom and a teacher). How many of you are participating in the National Month of Exquisite Pain? (okay, okay, it’s formally called NaNo). I am and here’s a short little section of my work in process just for all my fellow ‘write 50,000 words in 30 days because I’m insane and love to write’ sufferers. Best of luck with your own!

He leaned closer, trapped her body between his and the wall of the plane as he whispered with his warm lips directly over her ear, “And will I see you in bed tonight, oh fair lass? Your hair spread in shinning red waves across my pillow and your arms around my neck?”

She shivered despite herself and swallowed. “I said dinner, Sir. I can’t imagine trying to eat while lying down.”

His soft laugh raised goose flesh along her arms. “I can imagine eating while you are lying down. Just not. . .  food.”

“So what am I, your Hawaiian diversion, one of a crowd, or a flirting partner?” This conversation was as volatile and unpredictable as the famed volcanoes which had created these Islands. Damn if he’d think her such an easy conquest. She lifted her other hand to push against his damp chest. When her fingers touched the silk of his shirt which clung like a second skin to the deep muscles of his chest, instead of pushing away, she clung. Her fingernails dug into his skin as she wrapped her hand around the material and tugged his body closer to hers. Some demon entered her and made her say, “Because, Sir, you may find me more than you can handle.”

So, what do you think of Tom and Kirsten? Let me know in the comments below. :)

Blurb:

What do you get when you have two best friends who happen to be roommates stewing in sexual tension? A night they will never forget.

Anna and Robin are college roommates and best friends. Even though the chemistry sizzles between them, they have remained platonic for over three years. One night will change everything.

Robin has struggled to repress his feelings for Anna. He seeks out brief and meaningless relationships with the women on campus, who flock to his charm, flashing blue eyes, and bad-boy appearance. But Robin can’t get Anna off his mind or out of his heart.

Anna has watched Robin move from one woman to the next, never settling for any. She keeps up the pretense of friends-only while secretly longing to be the woman to tame him. The combination of college demands, a failed date, and simmering sexual frustration explodes into a night of passionate need. But when it’s over…what happens then?

Buy: That Night

 Excerpt:

Why do I keep putting myself through this? Robin Bates paused in the stairwell to tap his head on the wall. What kind of an idiot kept up this charade for so long? He should just tell her. Why couldn’t he just tell her? It was simple, really. He stomped up the last flight of steps and down the hall to their room. All he had to do was say the words and accept the fall out. He opened the door, took a deep breath, and spoke. “Anna, there’s something I need to tell you.”

The small lamp on the bedside table glowed in the semi darkness. Books and crumpled papers lay tossed around her on the tangled sheet and blanket of the bed. Her lap top perched at an angle, half on and half off the pillows. Stats, Robin saw, her least favorite subject and the only one she struggled to master. He had made a promise to help Anna with the latest assignment and had gone on the disaster date from hell instead. His gaze followed the line of her bare legs. She said they weren’t perfect; he said they were. Sure, they didn’t look like they went on forever. Who wanted legs up to a woman’s neck anyway when there were so many other good things in between? Anna’s legs, long, lean, strong, and just a bit golden from their recent holiday trip to visit her folks in Hawaii made his mouth water.

Robin groaned as his gaze trailed higher. She wore the same blue nightshirt he’d seen her wear a thousand times. Thin from numerous washings, all but transparent, it rode high on thighs he’d give his right arm to caress, which made no sense, because without his arm he’d never be able to— Anna whispered something and shifted a bit, her thighs parting slightly. He felt actual pain as the cotton rode a bit higher and all the blood surged to one particular part of his body. Did she have on those cute little smiley face panties? Or did she wear the ones with the little bows? She usually only chose her silk ones for special occasions like parties.

“Jesus, get a grip on yourself.” Robin ran a hand through his hair. “I’ve not perving my best friend while she sleeps. I’m not so desperate. Yet.”

Buy: That Night

CONNECT WITH MIA:

Blog: Authors, Books & Chocolate: The True ABC’s of Life  miaepsilon.blogspot.com

Face Book: MiaEwrites (Mia Epsilon Author)

Twitter: Mia Epsilon @MiaEpsilon

Exclusive Sneak Peak…

Hello, I’m Mia Epsilon and I write contemporary romance. I’m a southern USA girl blessed to live in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Next to my Hubby, I adore Doctor Who and chocolate. I have a blog at: miaepsilon.blogspot.com and would love to see your comments there.

I’m often asked how I handle the dreaded Writer’s Block. I don’t handle it well. I usually wrestle it to the ground, or it kicks me nine ways to Sunday. However, my editor showed me a way to tackle this bane of a Writer’s existence. She sends me a picture and tells me to write a scene around that one picture. So a few weeks ago, as I struggled to try to finish edits for ‘Take A Chance On Me‘, she sent me the below picture and said, “Write me a scene.” This is what I came up with and I’d love your opinion and comments as to rather I should keep it and perhaps develop a story, or consign it to the ‘trash can’.

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And yes, the picture is Benedict Cumberbatch because…well, because. :)

His legs gave out and he tumbled to the pavement, ripping gaping holes in his jeans. Burning pain tore through his knees, the seeping blood adding to that on his hands, chest, and neck. Behind him the twisted wreck of burning steel exploded yet again and filled the air with deafening noise and the horrible acid smell of materials burning which never should. Head bent, he watched through blurred eyes as his blood and tears mingled on the broken ground in front of him. He had little voice left, but he drew a painful deep breath and whispered, “Why?”

“You’re welcome.” His brother flopped to the ground beside him, his hands blistered, hair sticking straight up and face a mask of pain. “Damn you, Benjamin, for thinking I’d stand by and just let you die.”

“I’ve no reason to live damn you!” Ben shouted the words, or tried, but his tortured voice refused to spill out more than a hoarse whisper. “I hate your freaking ‘save the world’ complex.”

Sirens filled the air as the ground rumbled beneath them. “I may not like you very much right now for what you just tried to do, but I don’t, even now, hate you. The trucks are coming. We’re get you help.”

He didn’t want their help. Could no one left on this God forsaken planet understand that? Ben dropped his head in his hands and tried to ignore the arriving fire trucks and ambulances screaming to a halt behind him. He just wanted to be left alone. He just wanted her. Only, ever her.

So… should I keep this or trash it? Comment below and thank you.

takeachanceonme_200x300Book Blurb:

Friends and lovers rarely mix well with coworkers and embezzlement cases, just ask Christine and Charlie.

After a near fatal accident leads to one incredible night of amazing sex, Christine and Charlie take the leap from friends to lovers.
Christine has battled many demons in the last few years. Charlie has always been her confident and support. When Charlie refuses to answer emails or texts after an embezzling scheme arises at work, Christine must come to terms with not only losing a fabulous lover and her best friend but her job as well.

Charlie carries his own scars when it comes to women. Yet there’s something about Christine which brings out his protective side and makes him hope for love he’s wanted for years.

Christine and Charlie must work together to catch the thief before they can secure a love of a lifetime. Can they catch the embezzler before they lose not only their jobs and each other, but their lives as well?

Buy: Take A Chance On Me (Weddings by C & C Book 2)

Excerpt:

“I wish I could go with you. I could show you such delights.”

She hesitated, unsure as always if Charlie meant an innuendo or just conversation. He was a world class flirt, a charmer like none she’d ever encountered, and Christine never felt quite steady around him. For six years he’d seen her as a coworker, then a buddy, then as a good, close friend but not as anything more. Damn it all. “Oh, I bet. You’re a world class traveler and adventurer after all. When did you last visit Australia?”

“Eight years ago. You will love it.” Charlie leaned back in his chair, the window behind him showing the rolling waves of the ocean. “There’s nothing like the Sydney quay and the Nations Row houses in Canberra. I’d love to see your face when you see them.”

She sighed. So much for a romantic vacation with him. He meant friendly conversation. It was all for the best really. They’d both seen how rumors regarding coworkers being more than coworkers affected the professional atmosphere. “This has been a dream of mine, especially with Maddy begging me for ages to visit.”

“I understand.” Of course he did. She’d mentioned the trip several times. Charlie even helped her make the flight arrangements to finally visit her best friend. “No one deserves it more. The last three years have been horrible for you.”

“I do need this vacation.” So why did it feel so empty to be going alone?

“Don’t forget to have fun.” He winked. “I could give you some ideas on fun.”

Geez, he had to be aware how his wink affected women. Every female in ten miles went all fluttery in the knees. Did he have to use it on her? “Stop flirting with me. You don’t need practice. It comes as natural to you as breathing.”

“Who says I’m flirting? Your plane flies right over Honolulu. Stop by and see me in person. We could have dinner, see the sunset, and play on the beach. I’ll drool over you in a bikini while you feast your gaze on me in a Speedo.”

She laughed even as the idea almost took root. Charlie in a Speedo, wet, glistening in the sun with nothing but a few scraps of tiny material between them. Oh heck no. “Like I’m ever going to put a bikini on in front of you? You’ve had chances to stop here on the east coast and see me. Yet you didn’t.”

He lost the smile and the teasing light in his face faded. “I did when you needed me most.”

She swallowed, wishing she could take back the thoughtless words. “I remember. So much I’ve forgotten or blocked, but I recall your face and voice. You held me and made me feel safe. Why haven’t you visited since?”

“Because I’m obviously a fool.” Charlie tapped his long fingers together against his chin.

She felt her gaze widen. He couldn’t be serious. But damn, he seemed so intense, leaning forward, navy gaze all but drilling into her. She swallowed again. Maddy always told her to be bold. She could push a bit, flirt back then lick her rejection wounds during the fifteen hour flight to the other side of the world. “I always have your favorite brand of scotch on hand.”

“Do you?”

She shrugged, crossed her legs, and tried to appear nonchalant. Maddy would be proud. “Your favorite scotch, favorite foods, nice cleans sheets on the bed, and a jogging trail all waiting for you here.”

One finger stroked his full bottom lip then slid down his chin. She’d love to trace the same path with her mouth. “You believe you’re so well acquainted with my wants and desires?”

Buy: Take A Chance On Me (Weddings by C & C Book 2)

An Introduction to Author Mia Epsilon

I’m so lousy with time zones I won’t say Good Morning or Good Evening (and besides that last one is too much like Dracula) so Hello and Welcome to today’s reading post. I’m Mia Epsilon and I write contemporary romance for Breathless Press. And this post will introduce you to *me*.

I live here:

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Okay, not really, but I WANT to live there (Who wouldn’t, haha). I actually live in the oldest mountains in the world, the Blue Ridge Appalachians. They look like this in the summer:

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and like this, sometimes, in the winter:

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I’m married to my Soul Mate (yes, they actually exist and I had to kiss some frogs, dogs and a couple of outright duds before I found him). He doesn’t like his picture taken so this is what he looks like in the virtual world Second Life where I first met him (I’m the cute red head):

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Yes, a virtual world! He’s the managing director of this huge cruise ship and I’m his lovely, charming wife. In addition to running a ship with live entertainment and performers, DJ sets, a pool, basketball court, ballroom, running track and dozens of guest rooms, we participate in the annul Relay For Life of Second Life because I’m a cancer survivor. RFL is a yearly 24 hour event held real life on tracks across the world to raise donations for cancer research in the hopes of finding a cure. This is what the RFL track looks like on a virtual scale with yours truly ready to walk the opening lap, called the Survivors’ and Caregivers’ Lap.

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This is what the RFL track looks like on a virtual scale with yours truly ready to walk the opening lap, called the Survivors’ and Caregivers’ Lap. After we walk this lap, a group of us, including my own personal heroine and fellow survivor Ishtar, dress in belly dancing costumes and dance for the rest of the Relay beside the track as encouragement to other relayers. We look like this:

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That’s the year the plant from ‘The Little Shop of Horrors’ stopped by for a visit.

So here’s a bit more about me. I love chocolate, coffee, Doctor Who (guess you already figured that), Sherlock, and reading anything with pages:

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Hm? Oh, sorry I was drooling…I mean thinking! Yes, I was thinking. I write. I love to write. I always have loved to write. So it’s an honour to share books with you. I have one book out with Breathless Press called Wedding Belle Blues. This is the cover:

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The second book in that series Weddings by C & C releases from Breathless Press soon so I can’t show you the cover yet. BUT, I also have a short story in a special edition to celebrate the Breathless Press Anniversary. It’s called Leave Your Hat On and this is the cover:

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It’s included in a hard cover and paperback limited edition only available for a short time.

I’m currently writing the forth book in the Weddings series (my editor is about to read the third, keep your fingers crosses for me please) and busy at my ‘other’ job which is teaching young children. I’m also creatively trying to endure the record heat we’re having and not jumping out of my skin at each lightening flash.

Thanks for reading or scrolling through these photos (and drooling over a couple, come on, admit it, you did). Let’s share and get to know each other. What are some of your favourite things?

I love to hear from readers and fellow writers! Contact me here:

Blog: Authors, Books & Chocolate: The True ABC’s of Life miaepsilon.blogspot.com
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Top 10 Doctor Who Romantic Moments

weddingbelleblues_200x300Hello, I’m Mia Epsilon, the author of WEDDING BELLE BLUES and a native of the great state of North Carolina. I’m also addicted to Doctor Who. Not a particularly Doctor; the show itself. So here’s my:

TOP TEN DOCTOR WHO ROMANTIC MOMENTS:

  1. The Doctor (9th) to Rose in ‘The Parting of Ways‘: “I think you need a Doctor.”
  2. Jack to Rose in ‘The Empty Child‘: “Do you like Glenn Miller?”
  3. The Doctor (10th) to Rose in, “Doomsday“: “I’m burning up a super nova just so I can talk to you.”
  4. Craig to Sophie, in “The Lodger: “I can’t leave here because I love you!”
  5. Vincent to Amy in “Vincent and the Doctor“: “If you marry me, our children are certain to have red hair.”
  6. Rory to Amy in ‘The Girl Who Waited‘: “I don’t care that you grew old! I care that we didn’t grow old together!”
  7. Amy to Rory in ‘Day of the Moon‘: “Because I love you, Stupid Face”.
  8. The Tardis, in human form, to The Doctor (11th) in ‘The Doctor’s Wife‘: “I wanted to see the universe so I stole myself a Time Lord and I ran away. Oh my beautiful idiot, you have what you’ve always had: You have me.”
  9. The Doctor(11th) to River Song, in ‘The Name of The Doctor‘: “I always see you and I always hear you and you are always, always here with me.”
  10. River Song to The Doctor (11th), in ‘The Wedding of River Song‘: “I can’t let you die without knowing you are loved so much and by so many and by no one more than me.”

Do you agree or disagree? What are your favourite romantic moments in Doctor Who?

Author Bio: Mia Epsilon lives with her enduring soul mate hubby in the gorgeous Blue Ridge Appalachian Mountains of North Carolina, USA. She’s an avid reader of almost anything, but particularly romance. She also is a never-miss-an-episode viewer of Doctor Who and Sherlock, and happily suffers coffee and chocolate addictions. She can most often be found at her computer, spinning new stories, or in a quiet padded nook with her e-reader. Mia loves to hear from readers and maintains a mostly current blog at miaepsilon.blogspot.com and a Facebook page under the name MiaEwrites.

Book Blurb:

What do you do when the woman you love is marrying the wrong man? Sabotage the wedding!

Anna is planning the perfect wedding, but she doesn’t anticipate her future mother-in-law’s offer of help which translates into take over. Her groom-to-be avoids her and insists their growing problems are just “bridal nerves.” Worst of all, her best friend, Robin, begins to act strange. Everyone around her has his or her own agenda. What’s a girl to do when she begins to realize the perfect life she envisioned is all a lie?

Robin has two great loves in his life: his best friend Anna and his motorcycle. Not one to make a scene, he supports Anna in her plan to marry the wrong man and regrets she can’t accept his dare devil lifestyle. But when push comes to shove, he’s more than willing to make the necessary sacrifice and prove he is the man she needs.

As the wedding date draws near and plans shift into high gear, Robin and Anna grow closer and not just as friends. Each must decide what the perfect life truly means while trying to negotiate the maze of wedding plans, secrets, and hidden motives. Will someone be left singing the blues?

 Excerpt:

“Chasing you would be a wasted effort.” Robin waved the half eaten slice before he set the crust back in the box.

Anna slammed the lid on his hand. “What do you mean? I’m not worth the chase?”

“Hey, starving teacher here.” He knocked on the inside of the box and glared at her. “And don’t be ridiculous. Of course you’re worth a chase, but even I can recognize a no win situation regardless if I can’t fully give up on it or you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He was hiding something, besides his hand in the box. “Robin?”

The liquid blue fire in his eyes singed her as he spoke. “I didn’t give the let’s-forget-this-ever-happened-and-just-be-friends speech. I didn’t stay too afraid to see where our relationship might have gone. No win situation.”

Stunned, she gaped at him. “I thought…but you never said…I mean, we’d…”

He just stared at her, face unmoving, his chest rising and falling as his breaths increased. He was, she realized, getting angrier by the second.

She swallowed and tried to find words, any words, to defuse the tension. “I couldn’t bear to think of losing you as my friend. We did the best thing for us.””We did the best thing for you.”

“But you…you agreed with me. You said you didn’t want to risk our friendship either.”

“What the hell could I say?” He shot to his feet, knocking the pizza box to the floor. “You didn’t give me a choice. Either be your friend, only your friend, or leave your life.”

“I never said we couldn’t be friends or you had to leave my life.” She whispered the words. Yet it had been close. The next morning, after one incredible night, she’d told him: Robin, we can’t let this happen again. I love you, as a friend. I don’t want to risk our friendship on meaningless sex. Let’s just put it behind us and stay the way we were before it happened. That’s all I can give you. Please? He’d agreed.

He paced in front of her. “Maybe it’s not the correct time to bring all this up, but it needs to be said. The only reason I agreed was because it was what you wanted. The only reason. Because you asked.”

No. This couldn’t be happening, Robin saying everything she’d wanted to hear before she started dating Doug, before she’d accepted the ring. So Anna shied away from it, as she had then. “Tell me why you said ‘Doug invited Kassie instead of you’ in your shocked tone.”

“Even now you won’t face it.” He muttered a curse which shocked her with the anger behind it. “Will you? You won’t admit maybe we could have—”

“I faced it the morning after. I’m not an idiot, Robin. When you date a woman, it’s like your skydiving adventures. You have a thrill, anything goes, and it’s awesome and you’re on the high of it all. Then you land and it’s over. You never talk to the woman again, let alone have a friendship with her. I didn’t want our friendship to be over. I still don’t. I can’t give more than I am. I can’t.”

“Why, Anna?” He stopped right in front of her, hands on his hips balled into fists. “Why can’t you give more? Because of Doug Dufuss?”

“No. Because I can’t just have sex with you and then watch you leave!”