Cocktails in Chelsea Releases Today
#LoveLondon Series; eBook 4 (Short Story)
by Nikki Moore

Read this exciting romance series set in London, which has attracted four and five star reviews and been in the Top 100 Short Story and Holiday charts on Amazon and Kobo.

Made in Chelsea?

Nathan Black is on a mission to prove himself. His family may be upper class and his cousin Matt might be a famous music producer, but he’s going to make it on his own. So as soon as he has enough money set aside, he’s quitting his bar-tending job on the King’s Road and opening up his own cocktail bar. He hasn’t got time for love, and definitely not with the spoilt Chelsea Princesses who flirt with him shamelessly every night. But is there something a bit different about the pretty blonde who’s just walked in?

Bournemouth girl Sofia Gold is reluctantly visiting old childhood friends in London for Easter weekend. Keenly aware she’s not part of their glamorous world, she’s more comfortable riding a surfboard than wearing designer dresses and towering heels… although she’s always had a soft spot for cocktails.

It’s never really bothered Sofia that she’s ‘one of the boys,’ and that her romantic experiences have been amazingly unspectacular, so when she meets gorgeous Nathan, why does she find herself faking an accent and pretending to be a London socialite? It can’t be anything to do with impressing him, can it? After all, she’s only in the capital for a few days…

But one impulsive kiss later, they both find themselves wishing for things they didn’t know they wanted.

Spring in Chelsea – will love blossom?

Advance review, ‘A fun, short read, 4 stars,’ Kim, Goodreads via Netgalley.

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Praise for the #LoveLondon series...

Valentine’s on Primrose Hill

‘Uplifting and at the same time thought provoking too. I guarantee you'll be hitting that button on Amazon to order the fourth book in the #LoveLondon series as soon as you've finished this one.’ Dawn, Crooks on Books

New Year at The Ritz

 ‘A sweet and flirty short story, I really enjoyed it. I can’t wait to see what Nikki comes up with for the next book in the series.’ Simona Elena, Sky’s Book Corner.

Skating at Somerset House

‘A warm hearted winter tale that had me engaged from the very beginning. I genuinely cannot wait to read the rest’ LJ Bentley, Amazon 

 ‘Sexy, fun and everything you need in one neat, gorgeous package. This is a winner for me.’ Chicks That Read.

Today on PRETTY FEET we're welcoming Ann B. Harrison, all the way from Australia. Her fabulous book, Outback In Stilettos is just out, and already an Amazon bestseller in Australia.

About Ann....

After moving to the lush green Hunter Valley, Australia, Ann has the perfect surrounding to let her imagination to run wild. She alternates her time between writing sexy rural and erotic romances.

Men in kilts bring Ann to her knees and she can’t wait to visit Scotland where she can get her fill of the tartan clad hotties for, um research purposes, of course.

In the meantime, her DH puts up with her talking to her characters and getting lost in worlds only she can imagine as she battles to bring stories to the page for everyone to enjoy.

And her book....

 
Outback In Stilettos

The most popular soap on television hangs in the balance because Delilah Connors has lost her mojo. Her agent decides she needs a break. 
Delilah disagrees but when her agent says jump, she jumps! She heads for the outback on a bus tour from hell. The coach smells, her seating partner is an octopus and the road leads nowhere she wants to go. It’s all too much. 

She grabs her bags and hits the track. The trouble is the track leads to two small children and a widowed farmer. The kids are cute but not cute enough to compensate for an archaic kitchen and the filthy flies. Just when she’s getting the hang of the outback, the flies and that sexy farmer she’s summoned back to the big smoke. 

Blake makes a last ditch attempt to plead his case but amongst the glitter and glamour of the Sydney film elite, he is way out of his depth. 

Buy links....
Amazon UK 
Amazon US 

And now for Ann's shoes....

And her shoe story...

I’m a country girl and shoes don’t really come at the top of my list. Not until I have to go to a writers conference, then I’m in a panic. Last year I decided to do something different to show off my quirky style.

Footrot Flats- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Footrot_Flats -was a big thing when I was growing up. I loved reading the comic books and found them so true to life. They kept me amused for ages. I was trawling the net one day when I came across decoupage shoes. This was what I was looking for! Different and certainly more me than sparkly shoes with impossible heals that would have me falling down stairs and wrecking an ankle before the night was over.

The hardest thing was trying to find the black and white comic books. Luckily we have a second hand book shop in our little town and I raided her collection. Then the fun began cutting and pasting the shapes onto my shoes.

They turned out great and went with the black and white cocktail theme perfectly.

Where to find Ann....
Website 
Facebook 
Twitter 

Thanks Ann... for sharing you shoe story with us. I have to say these are the most crafty shoes we've ever featured, and so wonderfully original :)

Valentine’s on Primrose Hill 

Released 9th February  #LoveLondon Series; eBook 3 (Short Story)
by Nikki Moore
Read this exciting romance series set in London...

So excited to have a lovely new cover for How To Win A Guy In 10 Dates,  in time for Valentine's Day. And don't you love those tiny pink shoes? 

Today on PRETTY FEET I'm welcoming the fabulous Teresa F Morgan, whose second romcom for Harper Impulse, One Fine Day, is out now.

Teresa tells us a bit about herself...

I live in sunny Weston-super-Mare, trying to hold onto my Surrey accent where I was born and bred.
For years I persevered with boring jobs, until my two boys joined my nest. In an attempt to find something to work around them, and to ensure I never endured full time boredom again, I found writing.
 I am at my happiest baking cakes, putting proper home cooked dinners on the table (whether the kids eat them or not), reading a good romance, or creating a touch of escapism with heroes readers will fall in love with. 


And about her book...

One Fine Day

Just a boy standing in front of a girl…

Steve Mason returns from Hollywood after 15 years to catch up with his sister, Ruby. He’s miserable because the woman he was planning on marrying has dumped him.

He’s now worried that with his A-list celebrity status he won’t find a woman who genuinely loves him. Ruby devises a plan to disguise Steve, so that he is unrecognisable as the famous Hollywood actor, in a hope to help him find true love. It worked for Clark Kent, right?

As Steve searches for his not-so-perfect woman and has a taste of normality, his relationship develops with his sister. But will he find the right woman before he has to head back to his real life in Hollywood?

Where to buy One Fine Day.... 

Amazon UK Ebook 
Amazon US 
Harper Impulse


And now for Teresa's shoes....

Where to find Teresa....

Blog   Website   Twitter  Facebook   

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Thanks so much for coming on today Teresa and bringing your gorgeous shoes. You look great in them!

Today on Pretty Feet we have four fab Australian writers, Eva Scott, Susanne Bellamy, Elizabeth Ellen Carter, and Noelle Clark, whose Christmas anthology, A Season to Remember is out now, and currently FREE to download

About the authors....

Elizabeth Ellen Carter

A future with words was always on the books for Elizabeth Ellen Carter who started writing her own stories when she ran out of Nancy Drew mysteries to read at the age of ten. Using her mother’s Olivetti typewriter with all italic keys, she spent endless school holidays making up her own (italicised) stories and then using the Dewey Decimal System to arrange and categorise her bookshelf.

Her debut novel, Moonstone Obsession, was shortlisted for the 2013 Romance Writers of Australia’s Emerald Awards for unpublished manuscripts. She is currently published by Etopia Press.

Website:  http://eecarter.com/

Noelle Clark

Noelle Clark is an Australian author of contemporary romance and commercial historical fiction novels. Her books weave romance, intrigue, and adventure into colourful, exotic, and interesting locations around the world. Widely travelled, Noelle uses real life experience of places, culture, and people as a backdrop to her stories, giving the reader an authentic taste of the location. Her novels feature strong, mature heroines and heroes, who—often without knowing it—are ready for new beginnings.

Noelle is currently published by Etopia Press and Secret Cravings Publishing.

Website:  www.noelleclark.net 

Eva Scott

Eva Scott writes contemporary romance set in her homeland of Australia and historical fiction set in the Ancient World. Her books offer passion and adventure in some of the most beautiful and intriguing places in the world. Her heroes and heroines are strong, sassy and ready to rise to their challenges, and learn a little bit about themselves along the way. 

Eva is published by Musa Publishing and Harlequin Escape.

Website:  http://www.evascottromance.com/ 

Susanne Bellamy

Susanne is an Australian author of contemporary and suspense romances set in exciting and often exotic locations. Her heroes have to be pretty special to live up to the real life one she married. He saved her life then married her. They live on the edge of bush land on a mountain in beautiful sunny Queensland, Australia with two children and their dog. Susanne is a member of RWA and enjoys mentoring new authors. 


She is published with Escape Publishing, and will be a 2015 release author with Entangled Publishing. 

Website:  http://www.susannebellamy.com/


And their book....

Four short stories on the Christmas theme, spanning time, places. Uplifting, funny, thought-provoking, heart-warming, ‘A Season to Remember’ will make your heart sing. Including....

‘Three Ships’ by Elizabeth Ellen Carter
An adventure romance set in the early 19th century on the Devon Coast.

‘Sands of Time’ by Noelle Clark
Kitty faces her first Christmas without the love of her life. She looks back with fondness on the memories of Christmases past and, with the love and support of her grandson Joe, finds inner strength to face the future with anticipation. Kitty realises that, as she gets older, time passes so quickly. Although sad and happy memories flood through her on this special Christmas day, she chooses to embrace every moment of life.

‘All That Glitters’ by Eva Scott
Molly is a modern day Cinderella, second best to her half-sister Aimee and never measuring up to her step-mother’s expectations. Now Aimee has the chance to marry an elderly millionaire and Molly is expected to keep the man’s grandson, Connor Rathmore, from sabotaging the event. Handsome, charismatic and very, very sexy - how is she going to keep him from sabotaging her heart?

‘A Touch of Christmas’ by Susanne Bellamy
As Starship Bluefire settles into orbit around Earth, Captain Andra Veluthian anticipates meeting her favourite human, Colonel Nick Madigan. Have his efforts to save the planet succeeded? And if so, will she lose any chance to be with him?

Click for the Free download from Amazon

And here are the shoes the authors have chosen to match their stories... 

Four authors have come together to celebrate Christmas in style with a free anthology – four very different stories, four very different pairs of shoes!


Three Ships by Elizabeth Ellen Carter
This Regency romance takes place on the Cornish coast of Britain where our heroine, Laura will be dreaming of these shoes for her wedding to the newly promoted Commander Michael Renten.

Sands of Time by Noelle Clarke
This sweet story, filled with longing and love, belongs to Kitty – and so do these flip flops. Perfect for this story’s beach setting.

All That Glitters by Eva Scott
This modern day take on the Cinderella tale need a shoe worthy of its heroine, Molly.  Not that we’d recommend dancing the night away in them!

A Touch of Christmas by Susanne Bellamy
The year is 2525 and a girl needs good footwear now more than ever. Captain Andra Veluthian rocks out her sexy off-world style in these babies.

Thanks to Susanne, Eva, Noelle and Elizabeth Ellen for those lovely shoe choices. Don't forget to collect their book!
Click for the Free download from Amazon

Out TODAY!!!!!!!
Book 1, #LoveLondon Series; Skating at Somerset House by Nikki Moore

There’s nothing Holly Winterlake loves more than Christmas and skating, so working as an Ice Marshall at London's Somerset House is a dream come true.
Noel Summerford hates the festive season and is a disaster on the ice, so taking his godson to Somerset House is his idea of the nightmare before Christmas!
Things are bound to get interesting when these two collide…
With a forty foot Christmas tree, an assortment of well meaning friends and relatives, and a mad chocolate Labrador, will this festive season be one to remember … or forget?


Buy now 

More books in the #LoveLondon series coming soon! 

Released over December 14 to May 15 by HarperImpulse;

Bk 2, New Year at The Ritz (Short Story)
Bk 3, Valentine's on Primrose Hill (Short Story)
Bk 4, Cocktails in Chelsea (Short Story)
Bk 5, Strawberries at Wimbledon (Short Story)
Bk 6, Picnics in Hyde Park, (Novel)

Today on Pretty Feet I'm welcoming Madeline Iva, whose latest novella, Sexsomnia is included in the fab new anthology, THE LADY SMUT BOOK OF DARK DESIRES

About Madeline….

Romance author Madeline Iva loves stories with feisty sex, brooding heroes, and smart, sexy women.  She blogs at LadySmut.com every Thursday where the discussion includes romance novels, sex in pop culture, and other fun romance obsessions.  When Madeline’s not writing, she romps around her slap-dash garden, trying to tame the lush Virginia landscape.


And her novella, Sexsomnia….

And here’s Madeline's shoe story....

I am not a shoe gal—I am a barefoot gal.  I used to be the  one “most dressed like a neuter” in high school, but went to a posh college where frumpy girls came in and  four years later miraculously graduated with a sense of style.  It wasn’t until my first big romance conference that I discovered something about myself—I am a purse lady! Out of nowhere I suddenly coveted an expensive white Coach Bag.  Why purses and not shoes? Who knows. I am very tall--maybe I just don’t look down enough?  At any rate, I now get the shoe thing, if only by proxy.  

So here it is: my one and only shoe-gasmic story. First, I will admit to a horrible crush on all things Anthropologie.  It’s a bohemian store here in America – do you have it in England?  They have lovely shoes which must be made by tiny, well unionized elves who are paid in gold and diamonds—they are much too expensive for me to ever contemplate getting a pair.

At any rate, one summer day I popped into the store and like Alice in Wonderland, wandered into a shoe sale, all tucked away back by the dressing rooms.  I started cramming my feet into anything my size, including these lovely boots which are almost steam-punk.  They make my feet look tiny, and they are also comfy.  The shoe-gasmic part was that they had been marked down from a price I could only whistle at to $30.00 – about fifteen pounds.  Aren’t they pretty?  I was in shock that such glorious shoes could be mine.  It took me about a week to recover.

Where to find Madeline....

Website
LadySmut blog
Twitter @madelineiva
Pinterest
Facebook
Goodreads

Thank you so much to Madeline for coming on Pretty Feet today, and for sharing your shoe story. Having read this I'm desperate to come to the USA, to visit that shoe shop on a sale day too!!!! 
 

WRITTEN FIRESIDE    
Of The Storm    

A fantasy Halloween story, written in nine parts, by nine awesome writers, from all around the world.
To catch up on earlier instalments, click below...

Amaya gazed up at the Torc, not because she wanted to, but because she was powerless to look away. The magic she’d needed to free the prisoners couldn’t have slipped more easily off her tongue, if it had been the medical terminology she used daily. And despite the fact that Makani, Blaike and Bri were already struggling to their feet, she was still holding the Torc aloft. It was glistening, sending shivering shards of light splintering into the darkness of the chamber. 

In all the years they’d guarded the Torc, she’d never seen it like this. It was as if somehow all the power within it had ignited in the face of extreme danger.

Her arm was still high above her head, where she’d reached to snatch it from the air. Except it hadn’t felt like snatching, it was more as if the Torc had come hurtling towards her with the force of a guided missile, and embedded itself in her fist. And although her elbow was strangely numb, locked into place by the force of the Torc zapping into her hand, stinging pulses were zinging between her wrist and her shoulder. 

She was aware of the sudden physical weight of the Torc, pushing down through her shoulder now, reinforcing the weight of her responsibility. It was back in their possession, and the safekeeping of the Torc was once again down to her and Makani. They had been the guardians for as long as she could remember, but without ever truly understanding the power of what they were protecting. Now she and Makani knew better, the enormity of their role as custodians made Amaya’s stomach quake. But rulers? That was something else.

It took a seismic burst of energy from her, to force her eyes away from the Torc. Across the room, Blaike’s arms were protectively entwined around Makini. Her heart gave a lurch as she saw Bri leaning against the stone wall, long silver hair tangled, rubbing his leg. She had to force herself to prise her gaze away from Bri, to check that Tasaria was no longer a danger. That problem was sorted, temporarily at least. Tasaria was a heap on the floor, surrounded by guards. Looking up again, Amaya was aware that everyone was staring at her, with an unnerving air of expectation. 

She inhaled sharply. Amaya, the girl who submerged her power, would never have stepped up, but what about Amaya, the woman who had emerged tonight, who embraced her magic self and all the associated power to do good.... What would that Amaya do?

‘So....’ She gave a diffident shrug in the direction of her allies, unhappy to be thrust into this position. ‘Any ideas what we do next?’

Makani and Blaike standing as one, said nothing. The silence hung long and heavy before Bri finally shuffled, shifted his back against the megalithic stone wall, and spoke. 
‘You need to put on the Torc, Amaya.’ 
His low grating tone sent a shiver down her spine. 
Amaya shook her head. ‘It’s not my place to put on the Torc, Bri....’ 
Bri took a step towards her and when he spoke his voice was stronger, firmer.
‘It’s time Amaya. There are battles to be fought, it’s time to unleash the power of the Torc for good. For that to happen, it needs to be worn....’

Amaya heard the bang of her heart as it jolted against her chest wall. ‘But there are two of us in the line. What about you Makani?’ She looked pleadingly at her sister. Surely Makani, as the elder, should take it.
‘The Torc  chose you Amaya.’ Makani eased herself out of Blaike’s tight embrace to stand tall and straight, and her words rang out. ‘It was your hand it flew into. It chose you, for your strength, for your wisdom, for your goodness. It chose you because you are ultimately discerning, and also, no doubt, for your sass.’ She broke off to send Amaya a half smile. ‘And I already have my ring. In that way, I am already spoken for.’ 

Amaya caught the tender smile that passed between Blaike and Makani, and was happy that her sister had finally found love. But Blaike’s expression was grave as he raised his head to address her.  
‘It’s true Amaya, you are the chosen one. Before, you were merely a guardian, but it’s time for you to own the Torc. And by staking your claim, your magical powers for good will multiply exponentially. We will all be needing those, and sooner than you think.’ He gave a deep sigh.
Amaya’s knees sagged. Her? No way was she up to this job. ‘I’m not sure I can....’
‘The Torc had no doubts Amaya.’ Blaike’s words were low, yet determined. ‘You can, and you will. And what’s more you must hurry. Come over here, let Makani place it on you. If it’s placed on you by another, the power is greater still.’

Amaya moved across, and Makani took the heavy gold band from her hand, and a moment later the Torc closed around Amaya’s neck. A fierce warmth immediately infused her body. ‘Strange, now I’m wearing it, the Torc isn’t heavy at all.’

‘Can you feel the heat yet?’ Bri scrutinised her face, relaxing his gaze as she nodded. ‘Heat means the power of the torc has already passed to you.’ He squeezed her hand. ‘In that case, we need to move on, and fast, because there is one task left to us. To ensure our nations will be safe, we need to deal with Tasaria, and deal with her once and for all.’ His voice, suddenly harsh, rang into the darkness.

Amaya still a little dizzied by the Torc heat and Bri’s hand squeeze, felt her jaw drop, but it was Makini who turned to him, wide eyed with disbelief, her voice little more than a squeak. ‘You want us to kill her?’

Bri dismissed that comment with a derisory snort. ‘Who said anything about killing? There are four of us, we should be strong enough to drive out the evil from Tasaria, and disarm her for good, especially given that Amaya now has super powers. Quick, all four of us need to make a circle around Tasaria. Blaike, Makani, this is urgent. If we do it whilst she is weak we stand more chance of success.’ 

He tugged Amaya towards the fallen Queen, and as he motioned to them, the guards fell back into the shadows. ‘Now link hands around her, and shout out all together, “bono malum superate” – it will drive away the evil.’

Funny how Bri always surprised her with the immense depth of his knowledge, and his ability to take charge in a crisis. Amaya took a breath, fixed her eyes on the crumpled body of the Queen at their feet, and bellowed, ‘bono malum superate, bono malum superate, bono malum superate....’

Tasaria moved a little, and gave a low moan.

Amaya looked at Bri expectantly. ‘Is it done?’
Bri gave a grimace. ‘Not quite, we’ll try again. After three, one, two....’
They did, but the result was similar.

‘Damn....what the hell’s going wrong here?’ Bri let out a cry of frustration, and blew out his cheeks.

Makani jumped in. ‘Is there a problem?’ 

Blaike was almost hissing. ‘Of course there’s a problem, and Bri already knows exactly what it is. The power of four in the circle is complex, and dependent on the relationships of the people in the circle. If there’s a couple involved, the circle only reaches the peak of it’s power when it’s made up of two times two, as in two couples. A couple plus two singles has way less strength, and then there’s a worst case scenario, where there’s a couple and two people attracted to each other, but who are in denial.... In theory Amaya’s power should be enough to counteract the singles. The only case it wouldn’t be enough is if the attraction of the other pair is huge and unfulfilled....’ He gave Bri a piercing stare, as Tamaria pushed herself up to sitting. ‘Over to you Bri, but the longer you mess about, the stronger Tamaria becomes....’

Bri kicked the dirt floor, and exhaled. ‘I apologise to whoever I offend for this.’ 

Amaya only had time to open her mouth in surprise, as Bri grasped her, spun her around, ran his slender fingers through her lopsided pony tail, and brought his mouth crashing over hers. Sweet, delicious. Everything she’d longed for and more.

The warmth that infused her body was not at all the same as when Makani had almost throttled her with the Torc, only minutes earlier. This time the heat roared through her like a jet stream, and rushed to different places entirely. Gasping, she put a hand on Bri’s shoulder to steady herself.

‘Not the way I’d planned this Amaya, nor the most romantic declaration in the book,’ Bri paused to flash her a rueful grin as he pulled away. ‘I promise I’ll do better later, but just so you know, and to make it perfectly clear to the powers of the circle of four, I want to be with you, I have to be with you, and if you’ll have me, please just hold my hand Amaya, and lets get this thing done.’

‘Good point well made....at long last.’ Blaike gave a low, knowing laugh.

‘Of course I’ll have you Bri,’ Amaya beaming deliriously, grasped Bri’s hand, and then caught Makani’s too, to close the chain again. ‘There’s nothing I’d like better. Count us down Bri, let’s see if we can drive the evil out of Tamaria this time.’

Amaya blinked as a gust of air blasted past her face with the force of a tornado, and through half closed eyes she watched dazzling sparks arc from the Torc to Tamaria. Tamaria pushed herself up to sitting, and gazed around the circle giving each a weak, yet very benign smile. 
‘Blaike, Bri, how lovely to see you, but why so many fireworks? It’s like something from Harry Potter.’ She rubbed her head, her brow creased into a puzzled frown, as her voice cracked anxiously. ‘And Makani and Amaya too, is everything alright? You aren’t hurt are you?’

Bri turned to Amaya. ‘Good going, I’d say that’s more than one job well done. This is for saving both our worlds.’ His arms closed around her, and he pulled her into a long kiss. 
In the distance a clock was striking twelve, as Amaya stood on tiptoe to breathe in his ear.
‘For this year at least.’

THE END