Toni Morrison’s great quote perfectly describes why I like to write contemporary romances featuring unique characters and settings. It’s what inspired my Red Hot Russians series of sports romances, which star sexy male figure skaters.
My new release, Heating It Up: A Red Hot Russians Novella, features a rugged Russian hero, and a sophisticated American heroine, who find love in a surprising place.
Nora Bradford and Alexei Zaikov must work together to save Amity Bay, their small, close-knit community, though Nora’s secret role in the town’s demise could doom their romance. What makes Heating It Up unique is that Amity Bay is actually a research station in Antarctica.
Despite its extreme climate, Amity Bay is a warm-hearted, welcoming and slightly whimsical place. Cozy up to the bar at the Hut, the town’s favorite gathering place, and you’ll meet wise-cracking barmaid Francine, brave fire-chief Will and Dylan, a guitar-playing Texan who’s sweet on Shelby, the nurse. Just outside town, there’s breathtaking wilderness, green icebergs, an old cabin and a luxurious lodge—both of which might be haunted, and a mysterious creature swimming in the icy bay.
I hope fans of the Red Hot Russians series, and fans of small-town romance will feel right at home in Amity Bay!
Enjoy an Excerpt!
Slowly, Nora crawled from beneath the bed, then sat with her back against the wall, too stunned to go any further. She was alone. A squatter in Antarctica. Well, she’d wanted to break some rules. Do something rash. Here was her chance. She might even make history. Assuming she survived.
The thought made her laugh, but as her laughter sputtered to an end, the oppressive silence of the huge empty lodge settled all around. She buried her head in her hands. Oh my God, what have I done?
The answer was the creak of footsteps on the stairs.
Nora gasped and swallowed. Her heart raced and moisture oiled her palms. She called out in a trembling voice. “Herbert? Mark? Is that you?”
Without waiting for an answer, she raced from the room. They were still here! It wasn’t too late! She could put this ridiculous scheme behind her, and go back to San Francisco like a sane person. Thank God!
“Hello! Hello! It’s Nora! I changed my mind! I’m coming with you!”
No one was on the stairs, or in the lobby. Shit! They must have gone outside. She could still catch them, if she hurried. She dashed across the lobby, slipping in her socks on the polished wood floor.
“Wait! Don’t leave without me!”
Nora burst out the front door, and onto the veranda. A blast of frigid wind sliced through her sweater and stopped her in her tracks.
She stared down at the bay. Night was falling. And the yacht was gone.
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This post was originally published on Just Contemporary Romance, March, 2017
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