Newest Release?
To Steal A Highlander's Heart
What can we expect from your stories, action, drama, romance,sex, blood and guts?
Obviously lots of romance—that’s the main focus of my books—but I do like a good bit of suspense and action. I don’t shy away from blood but my stories aren’t usually gory.
Do you have a favorite character in your stories? Who? and Why?
It’s hard to choose! I’m very fond of my latest hero, Morgann, from To Steal a Highlander’s Heart. Hey, he’s dark, brooding and is a gorgeous Scot! What more could a woman want?
How about your least favorite character? What makes them less appealing to you?
Well Margot from To Steal a Highlander’s Heart has to be my least favourite as she’s a bit of a baddie. She’s very greedy, stemming from deprived childhood but it’s hard to have any sympathy for her.
Has there been any other authors who have inspired your work or helped you out with your stories?
I have a couple of good friends who always offer me inspiration but with my latest one, my friend and
author, Em Taylor, helped me with the Gaelic. It’s tough to find reliable Scottish Gaelic translations online as they often use Irish Gaelic instead so she was a huge help with this one.
What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?
Word of mouth is the best form of promotion and, of course, reviews! I love feedback.
Do you have any tips for readers or advice for other writers trying to get published?
Find someone you trust and respect to read over your work. It may take you a while to find that person but once you do, they are invaluable. My betas are so important to me and always keep me moving
Do you have a favorite author? If yes, what draws you to that person’s work?
I find it very hard to name one author as I read a lot of different authors. I don’t tend to stick with one name but I’m a huge fan of Harlequin books and the wonderful authors behind them.
Can you remember one of the first things you wrote? What makes it memorable?
I tried to write a romantic suspense story many years ago but nothing came of it. I don’t think it was even very memorable to be honest! That was my only attempt at writing before writing my first novel.
Where do you gather most of the inspiration for your works?
I’m not sure really. I wish I knew! Visiting historical settings always helps. I’m lucky because I live not far from two beautiful castles as well as other historical sites.
Do you have any other interesting hobbies, pets or stories you would like to share?
I’m secretly a gamer geek (I don’t know if that counts as a hobby though!). As for pets, I have a gorgeous Daschund called Duke and two cats. One is called…erm… Mr Fluffball and the other is called Minnie.
Favorite places to travel or visit?
I love the city of York in England. It’s a beautiful place and crammed full of history and fantastic unique
And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:(Include links to were we can find your work)
Sweet Lord, was she dead? She ached everywhere. Alana blinked but the world
remained out of focus. A shadow came across her and a jolt of panic flew through her. She
attempted to turn onto her side but she could not. Her body refused to move.
She blinked again, drawing in harsh, raspy breaths.
“Ye daft lass, ye could’ve killed yerself.”
Who was this man and why was he lecturing her? What did he expect would happen
when he tried to kidnap her? That she’d sit there like a mild and meek woman and play
captive? And how did he know her name?
Vision clearing, she squinted up at the Highland warrior towering over her. Broad
shouldered and thick through the chest, he peered at her down a long, hawk-like nose. Set
in a strong jaw surrounded by too much dark stubble were firm lips, currently pulled into a
twisted smile. Thick, black hair—too much of that too—curled at his neck, slightly shorter at
Alana’s jaw dropped. “Morgann MacRae.”
He knelt, plaid stretching with the movement of his muscles, and touched a callused
finger to her forehead. Heat pulsed through her skin and she flinched, the ache in her head
pounding in response and making her wince.
“So ye do remember me.”
“What are ye trying to do? Kill me?”
“Nay, ‘twas not my intention. But yer the one who threw herself from a perfectly good
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Julie Ramsey
ADM, JBR
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