Monday, October 1, 2012

An Emerald Heart: Romance on the Go with an Irish Flavor


If you like a taste of Ireland in either food or men, An Emerald Heart should be a delicious read.  If you're busy like most people these days, the entire Romance On The Go Line from Evernight Publishing should fit your schedule.  It's designed to offer quality romance in short doses, short enough to read in a single sitting but without compromising on story.  An Emerald Heart is my second RGO title and I have another, connected to this release, coming out in November.

Speaking of a taste of Ireland, here's my favorite Irish soda bread recipe, authentic as the hills of Ireland, followed by the details, blurb, and excerpt from An Emerald Heart:

Ingredients:

3 cups all-purpose flour
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 cup white sugar
  • 1 1/2 cups buttermilk
  • 1/2 cup raisins
  • 2 eggs
    1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees               
    2. Combine flour, baking powder, salt, and sugar. Beat eggs with buttermilk. Add the eggs and buttermilk into the flour mixture; stir in raisins.
    3. Pour dough onto lightly floured board. Shape into a round loaf, adding flour if necessary. Using hands or a table knife, make a deep cross across the top dividing it into quarters.  Sprinkle top with caraway seeds if desired.
    4. Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour or until the bottom of the loaf sounds hollow when tapped.


    An Emerald Heart
    Evernight Publishing September 27, 2012
    Romance on the Go Series
    $2.99
    ISBN# 978-1-77130-141-1

    Blurb:

    Dr. Maya Sheppard adores her green-eyed lover, Irish history professor Ashton O'Neill and the sex is the best she's ever known. She's deep in lust with him and she adores his storybook house with amazing gardens but Maya isn't sure they have much a future anywhere except between the sheets. Ash, however, has become more than just her passion and when she arrives unannounced to find a stranger in his house, Maya soon realizes there's much more to the man than she ever imagined. Unexpected events draw the pair closer together and with any luck at all, Maya just might realize the kind of love she's dreamed about all her life

    Excerpt:

    She never doubted they were fated to meet.  Maya often skipped such receptions out of boredom, but her department chair insisted she make an appearance.  Five minutes after arriving, she ended up in a corner with a cup of punch cradled in her hands.  The tropical concoction tasted too sweet, and at room temperature, Maya found it disgusting.  As she debated whether or not she should dump the liquid into a nearby ficus tree, she saw him on the other side of the room.

    Dark, unruly hair curled below his ears and over the nape of his neck.  Maya gawked, attracted by his curls, but she caught her breath at the way his lean body moved beneath his faded blue jeans and tweed blazer.  I don’t know who he is, but I want to take him home, she thought.  He turned to face her, as if he’d read her mind, and those amazing green eyes smote her with emerald fire.  She stared back, drowning in the depth of his gaze. As if compelled, she walked toward him.

    He met her halfway there.  Along the way Maya put down her punch cup, and when she reached him, he took her hand and bent low to kiss it. “Enchante, pretty lady,” he said.  His voice caused shivers to ripple down her spine. “Let me introduce myself.  I’m Ashton O’Neill, the new history professor.”

    Although her voice stuck somewhere in her throat, Maya managed to say, “I’m delighted to meet you, Professor O’Neill.  I’m Maya Sheppard, a literature professor here on campus.”

    “Call me Ash, please,” he said. 

    His name suited him, Maya decided.  He ignited her fires and suffused her with such heat she could easily burn to ashes without even a single touch. “I will, Ash,” she said.

    “Would you like to go somewhere else?” Ash asked. “I find the conversation boring, the punch loathsome, and the company dull.  You are, of course, the exception, acushla.”

    Maya didn’t know then what the unfamiliar word meant, but she soon learned it was a Gaelic endearment, meaning something like ‘my heart’s blood’ or ‘darling’. She adored the sound of it. “I’d love to,” she told him.

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