Brent Larkin came to Antarctica to study penguins. He didn’t come looking for either adventure or romance. But when a freak storm blows in and he loses his way, that’s exactly what he gets. Attacked by some bobbing lights, he suddenly finds himself in a wintry forest surrounded by men with swords pointed at him. The next thing he knows he’s in a dungeon and chained to the wall.
Awni is the queen of Artica, a land of eternal winter. The daughter of a god, Awni’s cursed to never know the touch of another. Her icy skin is death for anyone who dares to touch her flesh. But, when a mysterious stranger shows up in her lands, she finds herself drawn to him. Eager to learn about his world, she invites him to spend time with her only to be shocked when he touches her and doesn’t freeze to death.
But Artica is a land ruled by tradition. Though she longs to keep Brent with her, the laws of the land force her to send him home. But without him, both she and the land begin to suffer. Now, Awni is facing the same peril as one of her ancestors. And if she perishes like her ancestor did, all of Artica will pay the price. Can Brent, returned to his own world, somehow find his way back and save her before all is lost?
Oh, I did enjoy Frozen. From the sexy but chilly cover to the very last hot word. Often fantasy stories can leave me feeling a little muddled or I struggle to keep up with the author’s vivid imagination. But not with this one. Ms Holmes has a wonderful way of presenting new concepts and worlds which make it so real and so believable that it’s very hard to stop turning those pages.
Awni is a great character. I felt for her living such a lonely existence and although it was a little predictable what happened with Brent, it was SO what I wanted to happen, so no complaints there.
Brent was lovely in that geek chic scientist kind of way, not that there was anything geeky about his hot bod, and the fact that his world was turned upside down and all logic thrown out the window, was even more interesting to see him cope with, given his profession. I also really enjoyed the way he had a wayward brother etc. A history and family. It made me connect with him all the more.
I read this in the garden on a warm and sunny day, and although plunged into Artica’s icy world I was soon heating up! The sex was steamy – boy was I jealous of Awni getting her cold hands on the delectable Brent – and the emotions ran high. There was also just enough plot tension for me to wonder exactly what the outcome was going to be.
Frozen is definitely a book I recommend and I eagerly await more in this series
Okay I lied and accidently copied the whole review. Still if you want to see it in its natural setting, here's the direct link...
Let me tell you more...A reader also for Frozen left a positive review today as well.
Kat writes erotica...it's what she does and also what her editor has commanded she write. I must assume, since I am nothing more than a Mom here, if an editor commands you continue writing what you've been writing you must do it fairly well.
To date Kat has 10 contracts and all of them fall in the HOT side of Muse Publishing, Inc. So anyone who wants top notch erotic romance, Kat is here to give it to you all with joy.
I know there are those who cannot get into erotica and that is why Muse has the Sweet Romance genrés. Muse has MANY authors on the Sweet side. But for those who want sizzling tales, her stories deliver.
I write for both sides so I cannot make a blanket statement telling my readers if you see my name you can be assured you are getting Sweet Romance or
Hot. You can only tell by the icon on the cover that states Muse It Up (Sweet), or Muse it Hot (erotica.)
If you have doubts, ever, e-mail us and we will let you know which side of the Muse Publishing House one book or another belongs to. We have no wish to upset those who want Sweet, or deny those that want HOT. Our e-mail addresses are:
Last night I checked my e-mail and found I had a mockup for a new cover. I immediately yelled out to my daughter, author Kat Holmes, "Oh My God! Kat! I have a mockup!"
Whenever either of us say those words, the other drops everything zips to whatever computer is about to unveil Delilah's genius and wait with eager anticpation for the photo to upload.
Last night was no different.
Both our eyes widened in awe and words of praise gushed from our mouths.
Kat and I have learned through the course of this past year to not make suggestions of things we think we want on our covers, indeed, we have learned not even to try to create in our own heads a vision for what our covers should be.
Why? Because once we give the basic information, who the stars are, what the basic backdrop is, when the story takes place, and a general idea of the story, we step aside and let Delilah and her brilliant staff do what they are experts at doing.
Here are the last two covers for me and then the last two for Kat that should more than show why Delilah and her people are GODDESSES and GODS!
AS an almost Newbie Author in this wild and woolly world of being a REAL author, I pay careful attention to the advice of my Publisher...and In her curren edition of APOLLO'S LYRE e-zine she said, authors need a platform...so here is my Official BLOG platform.
I am working on just what a platform should be and what words of little "linisms" I should offer. Should I tell you all that I began writing when I was too young to know better? See I used to wait till the house was dark and all inhabitants, (there were never fewer than seven of us at any given moment,) snored loudly enough to deafen all other sounds before grabbing flashlight, pen, notebook, and courage. Creating a tent of my bedding, I slid beneath and found I have this incredibly bizarre imagination. Actually everyone else thought it was bizarre, except for my
beloved Grandmother. Being a storyteller herself, Nonnie loved the way I portrayed my inner world.
I attended Private School, looking an awful lot like a miniature Colonel Sanders thanks to the red bow tie with dangling ends against my starch white shirt and navy blue uniform jumper.
In school I learned I was more than just a tad different. While everyone else was engaged in jumping rope, pitching balls, and rough housing, I was sitting on the edge of the playground watching the bells attached to the Lily of Valley stems swaying and dipping in the gentlest of breezes.
At home I was the only girl, (I grew up with three irritating brothers and their equally irritating friends.) so was the only one interested in mind expansion rather than tearing cars apart just for the helluvit.
Two doors away lived Katie Sickle and Mary Powers. Both women were already in the 80's when seven year old me would slip down to their place, sit politely at their feet and listen in awe as they brought history alive in the telling of THEIR stories.
Katie, I learned, was the grand-niece of our town's founder, Elijah Kirk, and the stories she related about this place I was growing up in enchanted the little girl at her feet. Mary Powers met Katie when they went to college...one of the first women from our area to do so. (Mary majored in biology, and let me tell you, she WAS a pioneer in a time when men picked, nagged, and tormented any woman daring to think she was as smart, or smarter than ANY man.) Nonnie died when I was eleven. (She was more my mother than my grandmother because Mom...well Mom liked Four Roses Whiskey A LOT!) I went into a tail-spin for a while after Nonnie's death. The loner I'd been before was nothing compared to the loner I became afterwards. I worked very hard to become invisible. I'd like to say I was successful, but just like the character Bert on SOAP who believed he became invisible when he clicked his fingers, my attempts were equally unsuccessful. (Being the only girl ALSO made invisibility a bit more challenging than I had anticipated.) My brothers loathed me. I never studied, rarely took notes, yet was a straight A student. They struggled, studied, worked really hard and considered a C their A. There's nothing more inventive than brothers when they loathe you.
I DID have my best friend and protectoress. Heidi the German Shepherd purebred we got when she was just seven weeks old. In some ways Heidi took the place of Nonnie, Katie, and Mary. With her as my pillow, we'd stretch out in the bottom acreage of our land and I'd create stories for her based on what I'd see in the clouds drifting by. She seemed to enjoy my stories...or maybe she just enjoyed the love I felt for her that was deep and without condition.
At sixteen I got my driver's license opening the world even more to Heidi and me. (She loved riding in the car with me and I loved having her.)
By this time some new people moved in across the street and down one and they had daughters. Bobbi Jo joined Heidi and me on our adventures. (Bobbi Jo went with me when I interviewed the family living in the haunted house for my first college assignment. She refused to ever go near a haunted house after that, though.)
I wrote about that trip on my Publisher's blog. If you'd like to check it out, here's the HAUNTED HOUSE LINK.
I got my first REAL job, (rolling sod, working my brother's father-in-law's farm don't really count as REAL jobs,) when I was sixteen. I grew up near New Hope, PA so naturally that's where I went. I became the hostess for the New Hope Diner. This allowed me to meet some of the STARS of the time since the Bucks County Playhouse drew THE BIG NAMES from Hollywood and New York. (I did a blog entry at my Publisher's about this too...CLICK HERE if you'd like to check it out.)
New Hope is a great place for someone with a quirky imagination to work. The things you observe and commit to memory are fantastic. It was considered the ARTISTIC CAPITAL of the world back then.
Not long afterwards though I got married and became the one thing I am the most proud of...a Mom to two exquisitely cherished children, my son with so much hair the nurses curled it making him look like a
turnip, and my daughter, herself an author,
Kat Holmes...(her book covers are proudly displayed here on my blog)
Being a mom is a full time job, but I managed to still let the quirky me flow by entertaining them with my own off-the-cuff stories and acting out stories like SPOOKY OLD TREE and THE BEARS VACATION.
Single parenting and back to college. I have a few pics of me graduating,
but you can hardly see me. (The blonde is me.) I let my son, who swore he knew how to use the Polaroid camera, and would get great pictures, have at it. I DO love my Son.
Graduation led to my teaching career. I LOVED my job. I worked with children born with
Down Syndrome and learned how to be the best from the best my mentor Bill Riches. Again, I am the blonde. Life has a way of ebbing and tiding. I went on and got more college, went through the challenges of having a teen aged son who went a
little wild the minute the hormones and having a drivers license kicked in. (Any wonder why my blonde hair turned 100% WHITE? Cancer added to the adventure. I would battle cancer twice in the following years. Neither time was a picnic, but Kat was right here beside me making what was bad not nearly as bad as it could be. 9/11 was a bad day. My son worked at that time in Northern NJ and no matter how many times I tried, I could not reach him. Kat worked closer, but her company's communications division was less than two blocks from the Trade Center. The entire day was a nightmare not just because of the pain felt watching so many people leap to their death, but being unable to reach any of my own family members, taught me fear like I had never experienced before. My children always gave me strength and now I couldn't reach them and make sure they were okay. I was frantic.
My son, I would learn, had crossed over into NY to help. (I did not hear from him for over twenty-four hours.) Kat, I connected with when I went to pick her up at the end of her workday. As a family we wept, as Americans we felt like we'd been sucker punched, as human beings we ached for all those who lost more than their innocence.
Eleven days later at 11:43 A.M. I had left the library and was on my way to the Moorestown, NJ Mall, when a seventeen year old girl came out of her side road without bothering to obey the stop sign she had.
I knew a split second before she hit me she was on her cell phone and was going to hit. I don't remember much of the actual crash. They told me I lost consciousness. The impact was hard enough to require the jaws of life since both sides were crumbled in. In a flash my career as a teacher came to and end...my ability to drive came to end...(both eyes were cut by the flying glass)...and I had gone from ABLED to permanently DIS-abled. Life changes dramatically after such a car crash. I am alive and glad to be so. I am as recovered as I am ever going to be. There's no going back. Some days it is difficult to bite down against the residual pain
and get about being who I have since become.
I have a very close relationship with
Kat that has only grown deeper since the crash. We care for each other now. (Less than a year after my accident, Kat was donating blood at her company for the 9/11 Red Cross drives when she had her first Grand Mal seizure...almost ten years later, they are still not controlled, far more violent, ((she has to wear her soft shell helmet to keep from impacting where she has already had blood on the brain)) and they took her career from her as thoroughly as the accident took mine.) We are not quitters, though...gone is my ability to teach special children, gone is Kat's ability to be a corporate auditor, but in their places we are now, to our utter amazement PUBLISHED AUTHORS with
Muse Publishing, Inc.
Lea Schizas, our brilliant publisher has opened up a new world of wonder and enchantment for this woman who used to sit at the feet of two 80 year old women and learn history through their having lived it. To date, I have the most contracts with Muse at an incredible thirteen...
Out so far: (Click to go to each book's Muse Buy Page for more information.)
To Come: 1. This Time Forever: to be released August 2011 2. Beyond Yesterday: to be released September 2011 3. Suc-U: to be released October 2011 (Book One of the SUCCUBUS UNITED Series) 4. Champagne Afternoon: to be released November 2011 5. The Christmas War : to be released December 2011 (Book Two of The Christmas Miracles Series.) 6. She's Gone: to be released February 2012 7. Echoes From The Past : to be released April 2012 8. Life's Journey: to be released June 2012
AND now for Kat's titles. Again click on them for more information on their Muse Buy Pages.
1. Heart of the Queen: to be released September 2011 (Book Two in the Gods At Work Series.) 2. Dangerous Voice: To be released November 2011 3. In Death's Arms : to be released January 2012 (Book three in the Gods At Work Series.) 4. Crimson Water : to be released April 2012 (Book four in the Gods At Work Series) 5. Hidden : to be released June 2012 (Book One in the Hecate's Web Series) 6. Dances At Dawn: to be released in August 2012 (Book Five of the Gods At Work Series. 7. Hannah's Wish: A Lacey's Lamp story: to be released in November 2012
As an almost newbie author, I am astounded to have earned the fifth place award for
Santa Is A Lady in the Preditors and Editors 2010 Readers Poll. I am still walking around with my jaw scraping the floor.
Kat's first book
THE LIGHTHOUSE was nominated for the 2011 P.E.A.R.L. award BEFORE it's January 1, 2011 debut.
We are both humbled and want to thank all those who are in our corner. We love you all and hope you know we love hearing from you too.