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Top Ten Things Most People Don’t Know about Me
By Liz Gavin
First of all, I’d like to thank the awesome and extremely professional team at Goddess Fish Promotions for putting together this blog tour. YOU ROCK!!
Second of all – and equally important – thanks to the host for having me and Luck of the Irish on your blog today. You’re much appreciated.
Now let’s move on to the actual post topic. I just LOVE top ten lists. Don’t’ you? LOL
Top Ten Things Most People Don’t Know about Me
# 1 – Liz Gavin is a pen name. When I started writing erotica I was too ashamed to tell family and friends what kind of genre I was working with so I decided to create a pen name;
# 2 – Consequently, a lot of people I know have no clue to the fact that I’m a writer;
# 3 – Never broke a bone even though I was a tom-boy who would play on the street after school until my mom yelled me back to the house;
# 4 – Never had surgery;
# 5 – I’m straight. LOL Mainly those who take my stories at face value. Believe me some people do;
# 6 – I’m not a pervert. Again those who think my stories are autobiographical;
# 7 – I’m not a natural red-head;
# 8 – I’m vegetarian;
# 9 – Bordeaux wine is my favorite drink;
# 10 – I’m single.
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BLURB:
Keira Ashe’s parents are great but her mother has overprotected her for years. Now, this twenty-two-year-old Bostonian has graduated from college and can go on a trip she has been planning for years. She fears her shyness may get in the way of her enjoying what could be a life-altering adventure. However, Keira feels her luck is about to change when she meets gorgeous bartender Declan Slane.
Declan Slane is twenty-six and works at a hotel bar in Dublin. He hasn’t been very lucky in his love life so far. Also, he has got a troubled past he has chosen not to revisit in order to keep his sanity. Because he isn’t looking for a girlfriend, Declan isn’t very pleased to meet a certain breathtaking American who walks into his bar one afternoon.
Get a taste of adventure and heartache as Keira spreads her wings and matures while she gets to know her great-grandparents’ home country – Ireland. Hold your breath when she faces tough decisions and dangers. Root for Keira while she weighs up the consequences of making love for the first time. Bite your nails when she comes across unforeseen threats.
Liz Gavin’s second full-length novel is hard to put down just as it is hard to pinpoint its genre. She has woven an intricate web around her characters that will leave readers breathless. In the sizzling concoction, this talented new author poured heart-warming romance, heart-stopping suspense, and a dash of heart-searching paranormal. Take your pick. Regardless of the literary genre you might favor, Liz Gavin’s writing will take you to a whole different side of it.
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Excerpt One:
He was responsible for her withdrawal, which made him feel like an asshole. He shouldn’t have gone bi-polar on her. He should have managed his emotions better. It wasn’t her fault he’d had a shitty love life. And it was not her fault if he couldn’t keep his damn lustful body in check.
Those thoughts didn’t help Declan, but caused new graphic scenes to invade his mind. For a while, he let himself indulge in them. If Keira were to stay, he would find a way to know her better.
I’d love to spend hours getting to know her—every little inch of her.
He closed his eyes imagining her perfect body under his—felt her silken skin under his fingertips. He wanted to kiss her until they were both breathless, discover her secret spots: what made her tick, moan, and shout his name.
“Declan!” her clear voice yanked him from the daydream. He looked at Keira, still in a daze, and she smiled. “The check please.”
He was mortified at the bulge in his pants, which prevented him from going to the table without making a bigger fool of himself than he had already made. So he pretended to study some papers instead.
“What’s your room number? I’ll add the check to your room bill.”
“Don’t I have to sign it?”
“Not necessary,” he lied, I’ll have to sign it myself because there’s no way in hell I can stand up right now, you little bewitching thing.