Christmas guest, Aurelia B Rowl

 

 

I have my next Christmas guest, Aurelia B Rowl visiting with us today. I've even captured her so you can see her just there.

 

 

I asked her to tell me something she loves about Christmas and this is what she shared:

 

As a mother, Leona, you can probably guess what I'm about to say...yes...Christmas is all about the kids. My first Christmas as a mother will forever be burned in my memory, and, somehow. they keep getting better. My children are now 5 & 3 (in fact they're just weeks off being 6 & 4) and they now 'get' Christmas; they fervently believe in Father Christmas and the joy and excitement on their faces on Christmas morning cannot be matched. This year it looks like my Christmas wish has come true as well. A year ahead of schedule, my debut release is out... just in time for Christmas...and of course, it just HAD to be a Christmas story. The magic of Christmas is alive and well, and long may it continue!

 

 

As you can see, she's a woman after my own heart :) You can read her official bio, but don't forget to keep scrolling for a look at her beautiful cover and a teaser about her Christmas story, Christmas is Cancelled.

 

Aurelia B Rowl is a contemporary romance author but you can also find her masquerading as Allie A Burrow, her raunchier alter-ego.

 

She lives on the edge of the Peak District in the UK with her very understanding husband and their two fantastic children aged 5 and 3, along with their mad rescue mutt who doesn’t mind being used as a sounding post and source of inspiration. They are all used to her getting too caught up with her latest writing project... or five!... and she is guiltily counting down the months until she has both kids at school full-time.  

 

To find out more about Aurelia, or to check out what projects she's working on right now, you can visit her website www.aureliabrowl.com

 

You can also find her hanging out on:

 

Blog – blogspot.aureliabrowl.com

Facebook – www.facebook.com/aurelia.b.rowl

Twitter – @AureliaBRowl

Google+ – +AureliaBRowl

Pinterest – www.pinterest.com/aureliabrowl

Goodreads – www.goodreads.com/aureliabrowl

 

Now, onto this very special Christmas book... (we had some real winners at Breathless Press!!! Different lengths, genres, etc. you can't go wrong picking up the slew of them :)

 

 

Christmas is Cancelled

First, I gotta show you the cover:

 

Blurb:

 

Matilda 'Tilly' Carter didn't think her day could get any worse, but even Christmas had just been cancelled.

The one girl Dean Watson has sworn never to have—never even expected to see again—just flared back into his life and into his home—his sanctuary—like she belonged there. Christmas would certainly be more bearable with Tilly around though…

As the chinks in Dean's armor appear, Tilly seizes the chance to win her knight once and for all. She's not about to take no for answer—not this time—but Dean must resist, even as his heart rebels and temptation threatens to undermine his resolve.

Win or lose? Love or honor? Which will Dean choose? Assuming he gets a choice…

 

Sounds like a great read :) Who wants an excerpt? *grins* I know, we all do and here it is:

 

Tears welled in her eyes, clouding her vision. She turned and wandered blindly toward the exit as the first tear escaped, forging a track down her cheek for the rest to follow. Tilly took in a lungful of air and then another. Having made a spectacle of herself once already, she really didn't want to be the cause of yet another scene.

 

The crowds swarmed around her, with students and family members heading home for the holidays only adding to the usual rush-hour melee of commuters. They jostled past, threatening to swallow her whole, as they rushed en mass in the opposite direction, using their briefcases and suitcases as a battering ram.

 

It was suffocating. She had to get out of there. Breaking into a run, broken heel or not, she raced through the doors and out into the biting December chill. Her waterlogged eyes struggled to adjust to the dark, dreary sky after the bright station lights, but she didn't dare slow down, desperate to escape the throng of festivities and merriment.

 

Carol singers assembled outside burst into a jovial rendition of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas," full of joy and happiness. Didn't they know Christmas had just been cancelled?

 

"Ooof!" Tilly smacked her shin against the edge of a low bench, too dark to see as she tried to dodge the growing audience. She ended up sprawled across the bench, dropping the handle of her suitcase with a loud clatter.

 

At least the pain shooting down her leg gave her an excuse to be crying. Unfortunately, it meant she had to stop running too. Not good. Whenever things got too tough, too intimate, or too confrontational, you could rely on her to make a run for it. Running away was what she did best...

 

A tall figure loomed in the edge of her vision, something vaguely familiar about the man's loping gait. In an effort to see him more clearly, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands, then cringed inwardly at the black streaks now etched all over them. Great. She could add impersonating a panda to her day from hell as well then.

 

The mascara stung her eyes, rendering her unable to focus properly. She blinked furiously as the man strode past her, talking into a mobile phone in a deep voice that resonated throughout her body and made the fine hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. A surge of adrenaline rushed to her legs, numbing the pain as her subconscious told her to run. Now!

 

The cloaked figure stopped mid-stride as if he'd heard her gasp. "Mike, I've gotta go," he barked into the phone, hanging up instantly. He backtracked until he was standing right in front of her, his tone changing from a growl to one of surprise. "Basmati?"

 

Great. She hadn't heard the nickname for years—nine years, four months and...sixteen days, to be exact—and even then, only one person had ever actually used it. She screwed her eyes tightly shut, shaking her head from side to side. No. No way. There was absolutely no way this could be happening to her. Not now. Not today of all days... Talk about kicking a girl when she was down.

 

Links…

 

Buy links:

 

Breathless Press (Pre-order now, download from 21 December 2012)

 

Goodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16284007-christmas-is-cancelled

Thank you Aurelia for being a guest on my blog and sharing your fabulous story with us!