Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Romantic Hearts and Sweet Love Blog Tour

Beau Coup Publishing Presents:

Romantic Hearts and Sweet Love Blog Tour


Kathleen Ann Gallagher’s City Lights Series ~ Savannah’s Journey & Perfect For Her

Linda L. Picl’s- Next Time Love Comes, Solitary Dreamer & Angelea’s Dreams of Yesterday

Frank Borne’s- The Captain and the Queen & The Captain of Her Heart



City Lights Series by Kathleen Ann Gallagher

Savannah’s Journey

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Savannah Mason, a career minded journalist, spends long hours at work, hoping to take the spot as anchor. She continues to fight for independence and refuses to allow her demanding father to take control of her life, despite his wish for her to take over his surgical practice. On her darkest day twelve years prior, she agreed to give her baby up for adoption. Now, on her daughter’s birthday, a chance encounter gives Savannah an opportunity to explore a corner of her heart she thought was lost forever. Rob Sinclair a renowned surgeon and NY Times best-selling author has a new release and needs a promo spot on the television show, The News Stop. When Savannah gets to conduct the interview, a door opens to her future. But can she walk through that door? The last thing she wants is a relationship, especially one with a divorced doctor who happens to have two small children. This man who seems all wrong for her slowly weaves his way into her heart. But before she is free to accept this love, she must face the unsettled issues in her life. Rob’s commitment to climbing the ladder of success and providing a good life for his children, keeps him on the road for days at a time. When he meets the assertive newswoman, desire and passion awaken his broken spirit. Savannah and Rob’s strong attraction is undeniable as they journey to a place where honesty and the power of forgiveness can guide them both home. Will it be enough to heal the scars of the past and allow them another chance at love?


She got up and slowly moved toward him. Her chest tightened with each step. As she approached him and admired his broad shoulders, it dawned on her he could be a candidate for People’s sexiest man alive. Control yourself.
“I’m happy here,” she admitted. “I love it when the morning light shines on the water and it mimics fine pieces of crystal.”
Rob slowly approached her. His gaze fixed on her, sent shivers from head to toe. Afraid of what might happen next, she turned away. They were too close for comfort. An electric energy surged between them. Before she could stop him, Rob reached for her and pulled her up against his chest. “You’re an amazing woman, Savannah.” His lips met hers and he cradled her head in his hands as if she was a precious jewel. It all happened so quickly, she didn’t have time to react. The warmth of his touch sent waves of heat down her stomach and in between her legs as the world stood still. When Rob’s hands moved slowly across her back, it took her to a level of arousal she never expected. She found herself spellbound by the feel of his rock hard body pressed up against her chest. All of the emotions she’d kept inside emerged when Rob held her tight. When they finally parted, she stood frozen in shock with her heart pounding and her ears ringing.
His expression made him look as if he broke the law with his eyes practically popping out of his head. He quickly took a step back. “I don’t know what to say. I’m so sorry for my rude behavior.”
“You weren’t rude. I didn’t stop you.”


Perfect For Her

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Energetic and motivated Angela Carnes landed her dream job in NYC as an editor for a news show and she loves it. Her career is going much better than her love life. After a breakup with Mr. Wrong, she’s determined to leave the past behind. Angela just didn’t expect the best man at her friend’s wedding to be so damn hot. Dr. Eric Bradley has a body to die for, a dynamite personality and he’s recently partnered with a medical team. What’s not to want?

Eric is determined to have it all. He graduated from medical school at the top of his class, renovated his own home and landed a spot in an established family practice. Now it’s time to get back into the dating world, IF the woman he wants sticks around when she learns about his situation at home.

Angela and Eric discover the spark between them during the wedding preparations. Their attraction is hard to deny, Angela finds herself lost in Eric’s passionate embrace. But after the reception, everything changes. Love blossom and then…wilts. Will she be able to step aside while Eric honors his family obligations or will the lonely nights and broken promises force Angela to leave behind the man
she knows is perfect for her?



The books she’d read on relationships preached to be mysterious, not clinging. You never knew what worked. It really was all up to the chemistry and timing. Tonight the connection felt right.

“I’ll check my schedule at the office and be sure to put a weekend aside for a day at the beach.”

“Sounds like fun.” He’d indicated another date. Was it all too good to be true? She didn’t want to blink and wake up if this was a dream.

“There’s nothing like NYC. I’m happy I had a business meeting here today. It was lucky for me you wanted a muffin and a cup of coffee.” He turned to face her and smiled, the dimple in his chin more defined.
She offered a demure grin and shook her head in agreement. “I’m happy for my cravings for sweets.” Angela lifted her shoulders and pouted her lips, realizing it might look like she was teasing. Even though her strong physical attraction to him weakened her knees, she tried to remain poised. Then their eyes met. Eric leaned in and pulled her close. He placed one hand on the side of her face and covered her mouth with his. His after five stubble grazed her chin, and he kissed her with an unforgettable longing that took her by surprise. She parted her lips and quivered from head to toe. His lips were soft and his tongue darted in her mouth without warning. Her panties moistened. The fire in his kiss and the way his strong arms felt wrapped around her back made her lightheaded. She stood on her toes, and under the lights next to Macy’s window, Angela ran her fingers through the back of Eric’s hair and didn’t resist when he pressed his chest up against hers and nuzzled her neck. Meshed together under the spotlight, a flash of heat shot through her body. It seemed as if they were alone in the midst of the busy city streets. A man sprinted past them and bumped into Eric and the spell was broken, but it was a memorable moment that validated how much she wanted him even more. She took a tiny step back, still in a daze.

“You look so beautiful tonight. You’re driving me crazy,” Eric whispered, his voice hoarse and sexy. “Let’s get going, or I’m going to sweep you up and carry you away.” His words sounded like something out of a fairy tale.

“I might like that.” She gave a tiny grin.

“Oh, you would? Come here.” He grabbed her around her waist and brought her into him. They headed toward the parking lot.

“I’ll have to make a point to thank Rob and Savannah when they get back.”

“What for?”

“For bringing us together. If they hadn’t added me to the guest list, I would’ve never met you,” he admitted.

“Aww. Thanks!” Angela shared the same emotions. “I guess you have a good point there. What were the chances of an editor at a news and celebrity show hooking up with a doctor starting his career in medicine? Definitely unexpected.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“It’s a wonderful thing. Not that I’ve dated jerks or losers.” She giggled. “I meet mostly men in the business or in an associated field, working at a television station.”

“You don’t get out much, do you?” Eric joked.

“Very funny.” She swatted his arm in a playful gesture.

“I’m only fooling with you.”
“Yeah, sure.” She laughed.
“Here we are.” Eric led the way to his car. He opened the door on the passenger side. Angela got in and took note of his attentive approach. A warm feeling of comfort filled her spirit.




Kathleen lives in New Jersey with her husband and their two dogs. She’s a registered nurse who works in an emergency room. Writing has been her passion since she was a young girl. Contemporary and paranormal romance are her favorites. She has three adult children and three lovable grandsons. Her favorite romantic getaway is Cape May, New Jersey. You might find Kathleen on a beach down the Jersey Shore, wearing a straw hat, sipping on an iced tea, dreaming up her next romance novel.




Stand Alone Novels from Linda L. Picl

Next Time Love Comes

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Sometimes marriage isn't all it's cracked up to be. Sometimes you have to take your own life in your hands and change it for the better. Elizabeth Peters knows this and when she meets Aiden Roberts and his handicapped child she realizes she'll have a fight ahead of her if she wants this man in her life.



As Aiden watched, he could see she enjoyed this immensely. How could someone deny her this pleasure and not want to share it with her.

He couldn’t help but grin, she was so sweet with her sun kissed cheeks and bright smile. She sat there without a care in the world. At least that was how it appeared.

Not able to resist another minute, he put his hand across the table and nodded toward the dance floor. He had to dance with her now, to feel her in his arms if only for this one dance on this one incredible evening.

She shook her head yelling, “No I can’t dance like that.”

The crowd was doing a country line dance. They knew every move and turn, dancing perfectly in sync with the music as if they were a professional dance troupe. He squeezed her hand, insisting she get up. She was still protesting as he led her to the one place on the shiny hardwood dance floor where there was room to move. Giggling, she took his hand and held on for dear life. Just as they started to do the line dance, the band switched to a ballad.

She whispered in his ear, “Do you think they did that just for us?”
He pulled her close to him. “I hope so. It’s as perfect as you are.”
While he had her in his powerful arms, she could feel his muscles through his neat and proper dress shirt, knowing there was nothing neat or proper about the way he made her feel. He was warm and safe and danced beautifully. Knowing all the moves, he managed to get her to master them also. As he guided her around the dance floor, all her pain disappeared. It was just the two of them and at that moment, nothing else mattered.


Solitary Dreamer

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Everyone felt sorry for Carrie Lawson. She was a sweet woman who had nothing but a deadbeat husband and a dream of a writing career. Happiness was something she had to fight for but when she met Logan Franks, a local firefighter, her love life became a whole lot warmer until her very existence was almost snuffed out by a person she thought she’d never see again.
Logan Franks is hot, and not just in looks. Being a volunteer firefighter doesn’t just mean being on a calendar or turning girls on…its dangerous work. Sometimes you have to go in and save everyone, sometimes even your worst enemy. But Logan is above all that, he will save everyone he can. He and Carrie will fight for a life together, no matter what, even if the chances are high it will all blow up in their faces.



“Let me introduce you to in Flash Gordon, you know, the super hero.” She crinkled her nose and couldn’t control her burst of laughter. She hadn’t laughed that hard in felt good. After regaining some composure, she had to ask, “No way, really, that’s his name? You could be more original, you know?”

Her reaction amused the good-natured man and he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Your name is? Just so you and my friend here are properly introduced.”

Carrie put her hand to her mouth trying to suppress more giggles, “Oh! I’m sorry, Flash. My name is Carrie Lawson.”

His eyes sparkled with delight when he replied, “Well now, don’t be sorry, it’s a lovely name.” Carrie caught his bad joke and showed him the most amazing smile he’d ever seen. Her eyes and smile lit up the dreary room, making his entire week a whole lot happier.

“Carrie Lawson, meet Flash, the Basset hound.

This is as active as he gets. If you ask him politely, he might give you his paw. However, don’t ask him to do anything else, because that’s as much as you’ll get in one day. He exhausts easily.”

Carrie knelt down in front of the pooch and held out her hand revealing a cheap wedding band that cut straight to Logan’s heart. Damn, somebody got to her first. Logan shut his eyes briefly. Why did he automatically assume she was single and why were all the beautiful ones taken?

“Hello, Flash, it’s an honor to meet you. May I please have your paw? “Amazingly, the old canine sat down rather graciously and held up his paw for her. Delighted by the feat, Carrie smiled, “Wow that’s a good dog. You were right he’s great and very smart.”

She ruffled his big old ears, appreciating the trick and making the hound more than happy to roll over for her to pet his substantial belly.

Logan was too surprised to do anything but nod, “I was so...kidding. He’s never done that before! I’ve begged him for years. What gives, Flash? You have an eye for the pretty girls, don’t you? You’re a miracle worker, Carrie.”

Stepping away from the table, he held out his hand, “Oh, now I’m sorry. My name is Logan Franks. It’s a genuine pleasure to meet you, Carrie.”

“Oh, don’t be sorry. That’s a lovely name too.” She kidded back with Logan as she stood to take his hand, almost slamming right into her mother as the woman raced over with the food and an attitude.

Carrie knew it was trouble when Sandy dropped the bag into Carrie’s hand and grabbed Logan’s extended hand, putting it to her own evil heart. Good

Lord, Carrie thought, as she blushed. She stood frozen, watching Logan try in vain to retrieve his hand. Having no luck, Logan realized that her mom was stronger than she looked.

Carrie’s face reddened and she felt her blood pressure rise. This was a ridiculous exhibition. Her mom was performing for him and it had to stop. Filling fast with all sorts of humiliation for the second time that day, Carried didn’t control herself any longer. “Mom, stop! What are you doing to this poor man?” There...she’d done it. For the first time in her life, she yelled at her own mother. It was almost cathartic. However, it was short lived as the old Carrie came racing back, making her wanting to hide in the broom closet because she knew the woman wouldn’t take this easily.



Angelea’s Dreams of Yesterday

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Nothing short of a miracle will convince Angelea she’s the person everyone claims she is. She thought she was just waking up from a nightmare, but her nightmare is just beginning. Her doctor tells her she’s someone named Angel Bennett, someone she’s never heard of and the bruises on her body tell her something horrendous has happened to her, but what? That’s something no one can figure out.
Nate Matthews knows who Angelea really is. She’s his lover and he’d hoped his future wife. But when she awakens in the hospital after a routine surgery and she claims she’s married to a man named Alexander from a time long ago, he knows they will both be up against something no one has ever had to face before. Maybe something evil. How will he convince the love of his life she is not married to a pirate?



His eyes searched her face for the woman he loved, but Angel didn’t meet his gaze, there was someone else there now looking back at him. Someone he didn’t recognize, so he had to turn away. He couldn’t look at her anymore. His heart was ripped apart in his chest as if someone tore it out, stomped on it, then gave the mess back to him in a lunch bag.
“Yes, it was, it is for you.” He waited for what he knew had to come next.

“Nate, what can I say? You know we can’t possibly think about getting married now, maybe never. I’m so screwed up I can’t tell you what the future holds. Hell, I’m still stuck somewhere in the past. You seem like a great guy...but—”

“Oh no, not the Dear John speech,” he shouted. He couldn’t help it. This was so ridiculous.

“But I don’t know you. I’m sorry.” She touched his arm, trying to reassure him, but all it did was convince him something had to be done to change what was fast becoming his past too. His heart raced in his chest as he tried one more time to convince her they belonged together.

“I want you to remember us, what we shared, and the life we’ve lived for almost a decade.” He slammed his hands on the steering wheel. She turned to face him, but now he refused to look at her beautiful face. It would just make him ache more.

“I want to know you too. I really do. I want to remember something about our lives together, but it’s just not happening. All I get are these weird images of something in the past, of a different man, not the two of us. I don’t belong in this age or this place. Can you understand? I woke up the other day in the hospital and everything was different. I’m not supposed to be here, and it scares the hell out of me, Nate.”

That statement sounded strange even to her.

“Yeah, I’m starting to get it now. I was with a gorgeous, generous, lovely woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and woke up the next day and she doesn’t know me. Hell, she doesn’t know herself. Yeah, I’d say that’s a little scary. I’m petrified.”

Angelea saw the frustration in his eyes, she tried to catch his eye to communicate her feelings, but he stared straight ahead at the Key West traffic in front of him.

Still trying to resign himself to her loss, he glanced at her. “Let’s head back to the apartment, maybe after a good night’s rest things will get better tomorrow.”

She tried to see his face, but he wouldn’t even turn in her direction now.

“Sounds good, it can’t get much worse, right?” she asked, hoping he’d tell her things would get better, but he didn’t utter another word all the way back to the loft.

Later at the apartment she made up the couch, being sure she stretched the sheets as far as they’d go, tucking them all in neatly, almost like hospital corners.

Then watching him pour himself a drink, it looked like a good idea for herself too. Maybe it would calm her nerves a little.

“What is that?”

He held the half-filled glass in the air. “My relief...want some? It’s Jack on the rocks,” he replied sarcastically.

“Did I drink it before?” she asked, crinkling her nose at him.

“Nope, you don’t touch it. But who knows what you like now.” He grinned, trying to change the mood in the

air. She returned the smile. “Well, yeah, maybe I will try some.”

Pouring a second glass, he walked slowly across the room like a lover coming to take what was his. Damn, he was a striking man. She couldn’t deny that as she watched him come to her. His dark hair was cut a tad long, just enough to be sexy. His eyes staring right through her were enough to take her breath away.

He, on the other hand, seemed afraid to get too close to her, his need for her started to become apparent. She knew he wanted to grab her and drag her probably kicking and screaming to the bedroom and make her remember him. Force her to know how they were together, but what he wished and what was going to happen were two different things. Smiling up at him, she took the glass from his hand and melted into those deep blue eyes of his. She felt his gaze look deep into her soul. She understood now what she must have felt for him before. Could it happen again?




Linda L. Picl was born in 1955 and got her love of reading from spending time in a tiny library under a police station in a small town in Illinois. From there she went on to work at many of the libraries in suburbs all around the Chicago area which only fired up her love of romance novels.

Following her favorite authors Robyn Carr and Nora Roberts she went on to write sweet romance books and produced her first book Next Time Love Comes and then Solitary Dreamer, both second chance at love romances. Not everyone gets lucky on their first try. Those are the types of books Linda loves to write and she has more books on the way. Right now she's working on getting ready to publish a paranormal vampires or raunchy sex but a few ghosts and pirates.

Linda lives in a suburb of Milwaukee, Wi with her husband and mini-poodle.






Celebrate all things New Orleans . . . with these stories from Frank Borne

The Captain and the Queen

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The Captain and the Queen is a celebration of all that is New Orleans. This is not just a sweet romance, but a glimpse into the very heart of the Crescent City and gives you a chance to experience the inner workings of Mardi Gras. Baxter Edwards, the captain of a Mardi Gras Carnival krewe struggling in changing economic times, selects a celebrity, Lyle Alexander, to serve as its monarch. Baxter is convinced his choice will infuse the club with much needed vitality. But when he chooses his best friend’s college-age daughter, Claire Boudreaux, to serve as queen, Baxter is surprised when he and Claire develop feelings for one another. Their love for New Orleans unites them but their age difference threatens to keep them apart as the disapproval of family and friends presents obstacles for the cross-generational relationship. Should Baxter leave Claire alone to graduate and begin her career without the pressure of dating a man in a different phase of life? Come to the Big Easy and let the good times roll.



Baxter noticed she was having difficulty removing the crown, which had become snarled in her golden locks.
“Ouch. Something is caught.”
“Here. Let me help you.”
He stood at her side and assisted her in untangling her hair from the ornament. She pulled bobby pins holding the hairdo tight and compact except for some wisps of curls hanging at the back of her neck. The motion released the crown from her coiffure, which fell with grace to her shoulders.
“Well, there you go.” Baxter took the crown from her and held it while she ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head.
“That’s much better, but I need a brush.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t go to the play. I was selfish.”
“No, it’s okay, Bax. I see what Sancus means to you.”
“I’m bad about letting the club rule my life, though. It has gotten in the way in the past. I need to change. I have to remind myself of our theme, ‘All You Need is Love.’ That’s what’s important.”
“I think you just showed the whole room a lot of love.”
Baxter was captivated by Claire’s beauty and understanding, while she appreciated his sensitivity and admired his mature, yet boyish good looks. He put his hand on her hip, pulling her toward him as she placed her hand on his hard chest. Claire sighed and closed her eyes, preparing for what she hoped was a long and sensual kiss. However, they flinched when Kathy knocked on the door, summoning Claire so they could go home.
“Yoo hoo. Claire?” Her mother opened the door in time to observe the pair embracing and about to kiss, with the crown in Baxter’s hands preventing their bodies from becoming one.
“Yes, Mom?”
“Your father and I are ready to go. The crowd is pretty much gone.”
“Okay.” She took the crown from Baxter and headed for the door. “Thank you, Bax. It was a great day.”
“Thank you. They loved you.”
Claire slipped past her mother, who gave Baxter a judgmental glance before also leaving.



The Captain of Her Heart

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The celebration of New Orleans continues and the heat is turned up when Claire Boudreaux returns home from college and finds herself torn between her father’s best friend, Baxter, with whom she has a mutual love for New Orleans heritage and has known all of her life, and a co-worker, Jared, an accomplished investigative reporter who mentors her as she embarks on a career as a television news reporter. She loves them both, and struggles to make her own decision despite external influences. Will Claire and Baxter’s age difference and disapproving family members cause her to choose Jared? When Baxter, Captain of the Krewe of Sancus, becomes embroiled in a scandal involving corrupt city officials, will Claire wash her hands forever of him and his Carnival activities and political machinations, or will he become the captain of her heart? Come back to The Big Easy where the good times continue to roll.



“I see that you have Mr. Crawfish over your shoulder, and a spacewalk the kids seem to be enjoying.”
Milton danced and waved before patting Claire and Baxter on the back.
“That’s correct. He’d better watch out or he’ll end up in that pot over there.”
Baxter did his best to provide levity, but the tension in the air was palatable. Milton put his claws to his face, and then scurried out of camera range.
“Later we’ll have games for the kids.” Baxter paused, seeming to lose his train of thought, having become entranced by Claire’s beautiful blue eyes. Fleeting memories of the intimate dances they’d shared flashed through his mind. “Uh, our members feel blessed that their children are in good health. This is their way of giving thanks while helping others who aren’t as fortunate.”
“Well, you have great weather for the event. We wish you much success.” Claire faced the camera for the sign-off. “This is Claire Boudreaux reporting from City Park.”

“I’ll get footage of the kids and the cooks,” Dillon said as he removed the camera from its stand.
“Good. Thank you.” She kept her back to Baxter, wishing he’d leave before she turned around.
“Claire, can we talk?”
“We need to leave. He has to shoot footage of the Causeway,” she retorted while winding the cable around the microphone.
“I do miss you, Claire. You can’t imagine how many times I’ve wanted to call you.”

“Really?” Her whole body trembled.

“Yes,” he admitted, moving closer to her. “Things changed after you returned to school. I went back to work at the firm, and you were busy with your last semester. I didn’t want to mess up your future.”

Anger and hurt warred in her heart. “That’s my mother talking—and your daughter.” She folded her arms and looked at the face she’d seen so often in her dreams. “Their concern about our age difference isn’t genuine. You should have seen through that.”
“You’re right, I—” Baxter pushed his hand through his hair.
Claire didn’t wait for him to finish. She blurted out the words. “Let me tell you what happened, Baxter. You got caught up in the romance of my being queen
and you being the big shot of this organization, which, by the way, is all you care about.”
“No, I care for you, Claire. I do.” He touched her arm, but she jerked away. “May I see you again?”
She noticed that Dillon had obtained the extra video and was packing up the camera and its stand. “I have to leave, Baxter. If it counts for anything, I’m glad to see you had a nice turnout. You picked a worthy cause to support.” She swallowed hard. Some things just weren’t meant to be.
Baxter stood watching as the young reporter and the burly cameraman returned to the van. Suddenly he found himself alone, and even though he was surrounded by all of his friends, he was lonely.



Frank Borne has authored numerous non-fiction books and short essays concerning Jefferson Parish history and politics, and served as editor of The West Bank Beacon, a good-news community newspaper, for three and a half years. In 2012, he self-published his first novel, But for the Grace of God, and in 2013, Astraea Press released his novel Fame and Misfortune. Borne serves as Chief Deputy Clerk of Court with the Jefferson Parish Clerk of Court's Office in Gretna, Louisiana, where he has been employed since 1994. He graduated from Southeastern Louisiana University with a bachelor's degree in government and a minor in history. Borne lives in Harvey, Louisiana, with his wife Schlise.







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