My first author signing!

Last night I enjoyed my first-ever live author event at King’s Books in Tacoma. Seven romance authors from the Seattle/Tacoma area participated: Analiesa Adams, Piper J. Drake, Jasmine Silvera, Kathy L. Wheeler, Marie Tuhart, Cari Davis, and me. We read portions of our latest romance titles, then played Never Have I Ever with kind permission from Marissa Sangiacomo of St. Martin’s Press, who developed the game for the Smart Bitches, Trashy Books Podcast. Hilarious! And I actually sold five books! Still a little giddy, as you can see. Hats off to King’s Books for a fantastic celebration of romance.

BOOK SALE!

Through September 6th, you can get an ebook copy of Runaway Love Story for just 99 cents on Amazon Barnes & Noble and Apple Books.

She hates average…he’s as average as they come.

High school history teacher Doug Garvey is trying to enjoy his last few weeks of summer vacation, but receiving his final divorce decree hits him harder than expected. After a brief fling fizzles, he fears love just isn’t in the cards for him. If only he could find someone who’s real, someone interested in something beyond herself…maybe a new running partner who can keep up with his more carnal appetite. When sexy, straight-talking Laurel runs across his path, he dares to hope again.

He’s done with social-climbing posers…she’s ambitious and has big dreams.

Fired from an art gallery, Laurel Jepsen shelves her pursuit of an art career in San Francisco to help her beloved great aunt Maxie move into assisted living. While out on a morning run, she’s harassed by a group of teens until a tall, broad-shouldered hottie steps in, pretending to be her boyfriend with a kiss that makes her wish it were true. But she’s only passing through, not looking for a relationship.

Their fierce chemistry burns up the sheets—and the couch, the shower, the forest—but falling in love would ruin everything. Laurel can’t stay in Eugene, and he can’t leave. Doug’s only hope is to convince her the glittery life she’s after could blind her to the opportunities already in her path.

Readers say:

“Stone’s use of everyday situations like putting a loved one in a nursing home brings a deep humanity to this novel that is usually lacking in romance, especially one this hot! It certainly elevates the book above the usual romance. Laurel and Doug face a rough road with lots of potholes and emotional baggage as they try to find a compromise that will let their relationship blossom. I read it in one sitting.” –Author Suanne Schafer

“Wow this author can write! I was immediately immersed into the lives of Laurel and Doug in Runaway Love Story, a vibrant, steamy romance with realistic dialogue and a relatable cast of characters. ” –Author Charlotte O’Shay

And here’s a little snippet to whet your appetite.

He stepped closer, close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body.

                A flush painted his cheekbones and his long, straight nose. Exercise, sunburn, or something more interesting?

                The air between them vibrated with tingly energy. She focused on the floor, because looking into his face felt too dangerous.

                He moved still closer, his toes nearly touching hers. “We’re good now?”

                Her gaze slid up from his long, muscular calves, covered with blond fuzz, to his powerful thighs, to the impressive bulge between them, then up his slim torso, his muscular chest, his broad shoulders, until her gaze rested on his face.

                His lids lowered, his lips parted. As if magnetized, her fingertips skimmed up his arm.

                Stop. She dropped her hand. “We’re good. I’m sorry, Doug. I saw something between you two, and I jumped to the wrong conclusion.”

                His smile blossomed slowly. “I’m glad that’s all cleared up.”

                Not all, but it’s a start. Another thought, a crazy one. I could just kiss him, right here, right now. Get it over with, see what happens next.

                Once that seed was planted, it was as if a giant electromagnet switched on, tugging them together. Its power hummed in her bones. Invisible sparks crackled between them. She slid a few inches closer.