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Retro excerpt from Amy Andrews

This year’s RITA competiton saw 2 medical romances final in the short contemporary romance category. Scarlet Wilson’s book,  The Doctor and the Princess,  and my book, A Christmas Miracle.

The RITA award ceremony is held  in about 5 weeks time so I thought you might enjoy a little snippet from my book. Happy reading!

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Reid and Oscar stayed in for close to an hour. He was so excited to be out in the deeper water, splashing around with the rest of their fellow ocean-goers, that Reid was determined to stay as long as Oscar wanted.

His mother needn’t have worried about them being separated. For all his bravado, Oscar clung to him like a monkey, his breathing fast and excited as they’d waded in together.

Still, it didn’t stop Trinity from pacing up and down the shoreline. She was easy to spot in bathers that would have been perfectly at home at Bondi a hundred years ago. Compared to the other scantily clad women she stuck out like a sore thumb, covered neck to knee, her hair stuffed up inside her big, floppy hat totally obscuring her face and eyes.

Even so, he could feel her gaze firmly fixed on him.

Well, Oscar anyway.

Reid, on the other hand, could hardly take his eyes off her. She might not have been exposing much skin but it was the first thing she’d worn that actually showed off her body and what she actually had going on under clothes that usually hung.

It was a novelty to be able to see she actually had a waist. And breasts that looked as if they’d fill a man’s hand. He’d known they were there. Had felt them pressed to him, mashed up against him that day on her bed, but to see them… Or glimpse their outline anyway.

He’d spent an inordinate amount of time while playing with Oscar hoping she might get wet.

‘Can we go out to Eddie?’

Pops was out in shoulder-deep water chatting to some other old guy and, while Reid was confident in his own abilities, he’d promised Trinity he wouldn’t take Oscar out deep.

‘Not this time, dude.’

Oscar took it on the chin as he did everything else. He was a good kid. Well behaved, not prone to sulking if he didn’t get his way. Trinity had done an awesome job with him, considering their circumstances.

Not that he was any closer to knowing what her true circumstances actually were. She might have relaxed around him but chatty she was not.

Oscar absently traced the outline of his eagle wings tat with one pruned finger. ‘I like your tattoos,’ he said.

Reid grinned. Oscar hadn’t really mentioned them before—to him, anyway—which was unusual. Most kids were agog. ‘Thank you. Tattoos sometimes frighten kids but not you, huh?’

He shook his head. ‘No. Mummy has a tattoo.’

Reid blinked. Oh, does she now? He glanced at her staring at them from the shoreline in her neck-to-knee gear. He really, really wished he hadn’t known that. He was going to be thinking about it way more than was good for his sanity.

Already questions about where and what rose in his throat. But he was not going to pump her kid for information that was none of his damn business.

Oscar shivered and goose bumps broke out on his arms. Reid was pleased for the distraction. ‘Cold, little dude?’

‘No.’

Reid gave a half-laugh. He was on the cool side himself now but, on closer inspection, Oscar’s lips were a nice shade of purple-blue and he was pretty sure Trinity would bundle him straight out if she were here. Because that was what a responsible parent did.

He’d never given a lot of thought to being a parent. A father. He’d assumed he would be one day but, at thirty-four, maybe he’d missed that boat?

Oscar’s teeth started to chatter.

‘Your teeth are chattering.’

‘They’re j…just exci…excited.’

Reid laughed again. Excited teeth. Kids!

‘Yeah, I don’t think your mum is going to buy that, dude, and she’ll have my—’ He cut himself off before he said ass on a platter. ‘I’ll be off her Christmas card list.’

Oscar nodded, resigned. ‘Yeah. She always worries I might catch a bug and have to go to hospital.’

It was a natural thing for mothers to worry about, even though Reid knew no one caught a bug just from being cold. But there was a gravity to Oscar’s words that told him it was a legitimate fear of Trinity’s.

That Oscar had been in hospital before.

He opened his mouth to press for more then shut it again. He wasn’t going to ask about that any more than he was going to ask about Trinity’s tattoo. He should just man up and do it himself—the hospital thing, not the tattoo thing—instead of waiting for her to open up to him.

Maybe he would ask her. In a few weeks.

In the meantime, he didn’t want to start on the wrong foot by handing over a hypothermic child. He motioned to his grandfather to let him know they were heading back. ‘Okay, let’s go in.’

Oscar sighed and put his head down on Reid’s shoulder. It fitted perfectly. Reid’s heart gave a strange little kick and the feeling of restlessness that had dogged him since coming back to stay with Pops stilled. After a moment’s hesitation, he placed his chin on top of the snowy-blond head and strode out of the ocean with him.

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Behind the Dedication

The dedications for our books mean a lot to us – and we know that readers sometimes wonder what’s behind them.  So four of our authors have chosen dedications from their books, and explained.  We hope to be coming back to you from time to time with more ‘Behind the Dedication’ blogs.

Amy Andrews – The Midwifes Miracle Baby

This was my debut novel and I dedicated to a midwife called Karen. The heroine in the book is a midwife fighting the male dominated obstetric establishment to set up a natural birth centre at the hospital she works in. The midwives at the hospital where I gave birth to both my children went through a similar battle to get their birth centre up and running and although it wasn’t ready in time for the birth of my son, it was for my daughter and my midwife Karen, who also delivered my nephew a few years later, was the most amazing woman. Giving birth is such a personal, intimate experience, to have someone who believes in you and your power to do this incredible thing and to be your advocate is a big deal, how could I not dedicate this book to her?

MidwifesMiracleBabyClaire West has sworn off dating and love due to a genetic illness in her family. She doesn’t want to become a burden to a husband in the future, nor does she want to pass her illness on to a child. Unable to have a child of her own, Claire strives to ensure other families have safe births and healthy babies in the birthing center that she runs. The on-call doctor, Campbell Deane, is smitten with Claire and refuses to take no for an answer in his pursuit of her. Eventually he wears Claire down, and Claire discovers she’s in love with him. It might take a miracle for Claire to overcome her fears and open her heart.

 

 

 

Susan Carlisle – Heart Surgeon… Hero… Husband?

My first book Heart Surgeon… Hero… Husband? did have a special dedication. It was to a beautiful friend named Raina. I once asked her where her name came from. She told me it was from a romance novel. Her mother loved to read them and named her after a heroine. Sadly, Raina was killed. When I started writing romances I knew who my first book would be dedicated to. I made sure Raina’s mother received a copy. I miss Raina everyday. She would have been proud of me.

lgcover.9781459223912.jpgDiscovering that her tiny son desperately needs a new heart terrifies Hannah Quinn—especially when she realizes ex-flame Scott McIntyre is the skilled surgeon in charge of the transplant. Entrusting her baby to Scott’s miracle-working hands is one thing, but whether Hannah’s own heart will survive Scott’s devastating charm intact is quite another…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fiona McArthur – Healed by the Midwife’s Kiss

Fiona’s chosen a dedication which is self explanatory:-

“Dedicated to Finn, author Kelly Hunter’s legend of a four-legged friend who went to doggy heaven while I was writing this book. It just seemed right to say there are heroes called Finn everywhere. Vale Finn.”

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Finn can’t imagine loving anyone again…but could one woman change that forever?

After Dr Finn Foley’s wife abandoned him and their adorable baby daughter, he threw himself into being a father. But when he meets a kindred spirit in widowed midwife Catrina Thomas, he can’t resist getting to know her better. One sizzling kiss later, the happiness Finn has been searching for finally seems within his grasp…if only he’s willing to claim it!

 

 

 

 

Annie Claydon – Healed by the Single Dad Doc

Annie dedicated her book ‘To Kate.  Wishing you unicorns.’  Annie asked Kate to tell us what unicorns mean to her:-

Kate says – ‘Back in 2014 I found out I had cancer for the second time. I took the news particularly hard. In order for me to create the positive mindset I needed to help get me through the treatment, fear and emotional turmoil, I asked my friends to ‘send unicorns’. The outpouring of love, and unique and wonderful ways in which people rose the occasion helped buoy me through the most difficult time of my life. I have been in remission for almost 4 years now and people still send unicorns. Every single one brings me absolute joy and reminds how lucky I am. Not just to have survived cancer, again, but also to be surrounded by such magnificent people.’

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Could single dad Ethan be the one…

…to put Kate together again?

When kind-hearted single father Dr Ethan Conway comes to vet Kate Foster’s rescue one night, it forges an unexpected bond between them. Could Kate be the perfect woman for Ethan and his young son to let into their life? If Kate can learn to trust again and let Ethan help her perhaps they can both move on—and be a family!

 

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Exciting News! RITA Finalists

Colour us thrilled!  The RITA Finalists this year have included two Medical Romances, and no less than four Medical Romance authors.

Warmest congratulations to Amy Andrews (who is a double finalist!!), Scarlet Wilson, Avril Tremayne and Marion Lennox.  We’ve asked authors to say a few words, and included details of their books.

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Amy Andrews – ‘A Christmas Miracle’

I’m super thrilled to be a RITA double finalist. It’s been my dream and goal to one day final in this prestigious award and I can’t believe when it finally happened (I’ve been entering for 12 years!) two of my books finalled! I’ve been floating since I got the email and expect to float all the way to Denver. At least it will save me an airfare 🙂

I’m extra excited to see 2 medicals final in the awards. If one of them wins it’ll be the first medical ever to have won the RITA so fingers crossed for both Scarlet and I!

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Her knight in shining leathers!

Trinity Walker has learned the hard way to stand on her own two feet for her sick son Oscar. But, when ex–army surgeon Reid Hamilton walks into her life and offers her a job and a home, she can’t refuse!

He might ruffle her feathers, but Trinity can’t help falling for this knight in motorbike leathers. Reid never expected this little family to bring such sparkle into his cynical life, but now he’ll do whatever it takes to give Trinity the love she deserves this Christmas!

 

 

 

Scarlet Wilson – ‘The Doctor and The Princess’

Getting the call about the Rita was a little unusual.  I knew it was Rita call day and I’d emailed a few friends that morning to wish them luck.  I still work full time and was just about to start chairing at meeting at 2pm when my phone rang.  My first surprise was that I had a signal – the place where the meeting is held is notorious for no cell phone coverage.  The next surprise was the New York flashing up on my screen.  Since I don’t know anyone who stays there my stomach gave a little flip and I just smiled at my colleagues and said, “Sorry, I have to get this.”  So, they all listened while I got my Rita call from Damon Suede.  I’ve been nominated before but what makes it so special this time is that it’s one of my medical books that is a finalist.  We all adore our line, but it isn’t as popular in the US, so I’m delighted that five RWA members have read it, and thought it worthy to final.  I’m even happier to have Amy Andrews waving the medical flag beside me.  Go Medicals!  Who knows, my next med might be set in Denver!!

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Her very own Mr Darcy.

As a rule, Gabrielle Cartier prefers the title ‘Dr’ to ‘Princess’. And when sexy surgeon Sullivan Darcy joins her humanitarian mission in the jungle, she’s desperate to explore their chemistry. Until sudden news of her brother’s abdication means Gabrielle must return home to rule!

Sullivan longs to offer Gabrielle the support she needs but the pain of loss haunts him. Yet she stirs long-dormant feelings in him, feelings that give him the courage to confront his demons…and the determination to win his princess!

 

 

 

Other Titles by Medical Romance Authors

Avril Tremayne – ‘The Dating Game’

What chaos there was a the house the morning I found out I was a finalist in the RITAs.  I’d missed a call at five o’clock in the morning (I am not an early riser believe me) and I was checking my emails at a more dignified nine o’clock-is when I saw the news.  Screaming ensued, right at the time a delivery man was at the door handing something over to my husband and I’m sure he wondered if I was being held captive upstairs and tortured.  And there was thereafter much rejoicing – in fact, there still is!

What makes it especially exciting for me with The Dating Game (Long Contemporary Romance) is that it’s my favourite story.  I was so ecstatic with it when it was finished (and that is never, ever the case for me) the wait to see if it would be published was excruciating.  I told my editor it was the best thing I’d written, but I know we’re not always the best judges of our work, so to have this honour in company with so many brilliant authors makes me feel I do know what I’m doing after all.

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Sarah’s brother Adam has been educating her best friend Lane in the arts of the Kama Sutra for weeks, all in the pursuit of Lane’s real target, David Bennet. So when Sarah finds herself alone with David at an exhibition, weeping over her own terrible dating history, they strike up a conversation. A budding artist, he wants to paint her, so she agrees in return for a guarantee that he’ll find her a relationship that can last more than three weeks (her rather dismal personal best).

She reassures herself that she isn’t betraying Lane. After all, Sarah wants marriage and 2.4 kids, and David has made it more than clear he will never want that. Plus he’s going to sleep with Lane any day now. Isn’t he?

 

 

Amy Andrews – ‘Troy’

Troy-300dpi (1)Cocky, young Aussie bull rider Troy Jensen has been busted down to the pro-circuit. He needs wins and points to get him back into the big league and a shot at being crowned champ but an injury forces him off the circuit and into the arms of the woman fate keeps putting in his path.

The first time local Doc Joss Garrity meets Troy, she’s brandishing a lug wrench. The second time, he’s dragging her delinquent teen son home. The third time, he’s in her ER. How he ends up convalescing at her house she’s not quite sure. But it does make it hard to ignore him and their simmering attraction.

As Troy gets to know Joss, he starts to see a life after bull riding for the first time. But can Joss risk her heart on another man who may not come home one day?

 

Marion Lennox – ‘The Billionaire’s Christmas Baby’

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The maid, the billionaire…and the baby

Hotel maid Sunny Raye only went to Max Grayland’s hotel suite to clean—and found herself calming a tiny abandoned baby! With just days until Christmas, the gorgeous but bewildered billionaire demands Sunny help him care for Phoebe over the holidays. She agrees—only if they spend Christmas with her family!

Max is totally out of his comfort zone, but warmhearted Sunny is a revelation. And Max finds he wants more than a nanny for Phoebe—he wants Sunny to lighten his life forever.

 

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Sea Change by Amy Andrews

Ack!! 2018 is already shaping up to be crazy busy and we’re not even out of the 2nd month yet! :-/

The big news is we’re moving. 16 years ago we underwent a tree change and I have loved living on acerage on the outskirts of a city where there’s a mountain view and relative peace and quite. And, funnily enough, lots of trees!

 

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But, deep in my soul, I am a beach girl and, after preparing the family for what felt like the last 5 years, I’ve finally won the psychological battle with my husband and we are heading for our sea change!

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I am sooooo excited!

But. There’s a whole house to pack and move 700kms north and unpack at the other end. Plus I still have to get to 50k in my book and I’ve had 2 book releases in the past 10 days!!!  So, I’m running around like a chook with my head cut off.

A month after we move in, we’re heading to France for 5 weeks so my head is really spinning!

How about you? How’s 2018 shaping up for you? Any momentous things planned for the new year?

And in case you were wondering what those books were (sorry not medicals but I do have one coming out in October!)……

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Until next time!

Amy xxx

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The Most Serious Christmas Question in Existence by Amy Andrews

A bit of fun this week leading into Christmas…

I know its a first world issue but we have this debate every year in our house.

 

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I’m a big YES!!! But where do you stand? Die Hard Christmas a jingle bells yes or a when-hell-freezes- over no?

 

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Partying in London by Amy Andrews

One of the many pinch me moments I’ve had with this writing gig is being invited to swanky author parties. On the other side of the world!

Seriously. How awesome is that?

Thought you all might like to see some pics from the AMBA party in London last month with your medical authors. Kate Hardy has already shared some of hers but I thought I’d add some of mine into the mix too.

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Swanky 17th floor of the News Building with almost 360 degree views of London town!
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The lovely Scarlet Wilson with her thick Glaswegian accent who pronounces “girl” as “geddle”…that was an interesting conversation!
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The perfectly gorgeous Kate Hardy who was the star of the night with her 75th pin!
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The irrepressible Caroline Anderson (l) and the fabulous Annie Claydon (r)
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The fab Flo Nichol!
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And my seriously gorgeous, ever patient editor, Megan Haslam!

Hope you’ve enjoyed the pics. Ever had a pinch me moment?

 

Excerpts

Excerpt – A Christmas Miracle by Amy Andrews

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Her knight in shining leathers! 

Trinity Walker has learned the hard way to stand on her own two feet for her sick son, Oscar. But, when ex-army surgeon Reid Hamilton walks into her life and offers her a job and a home, she can’t refuse! 

He might ruffle her feathers, but Trinity can’t help falling for the knight in motorbike leathers. Reid never expected this little family to bring such sparkle into his cynical life but now he’ll do whatever it takes to give Trinity the love she deserves this Christmas!

EXCERPT

Trinity was in the kitchen making a banana cake when Reid came home. She tensed as she glanced at the clock – ten past two. His footsteps diverted to the living room and she heard the rumble of two male voices for a couple of minutes.

Then he appeared in the kitchen.

He hesitated for a moment when he spotted her at the bench before nodding and crossing to the fridge. He pulled out a beer, twisted the top and tossed it into the sink from where he stood.

It landed with a clink.

He tipped his head back and took several long swallows. It took all Trinity’s willpower to keep her eyes on the job at hand and not feast her gaze on his neck.

“You do know Chase flirts with every woman with a pulse, right?”

The sentence came from out of the blue. She’d been feeling happy since returning from Allura. But Reid seemed hell bent on ruining that, too.

“Gee thanks,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as a spike of temper infected her blood stream. “You sure know how to make a girl feel real special.”

“Oh for -” He bit off whatever expletive he’d been about to utter. “I just meant you should be careful, the guy wouldn’t know monogamy if it bit him on the ass.”

“Who says I’m after monogamy?” she snapped.

He blinked, clearly taken aback. Good. A slightly crazed sensation pushed at the inside of her skull as an urge to let fly took hold. She’d learned not to argue over the years. Not to rock the boat. To grind her teeth and quietly submit.

But, screw him. She was really pissed off now.

“I would have thought being a single mum and having to think about Oscar –”

Don’t bring Oscar into this.”

“I’m just saying,” Reid pushed, obviously not going to let it drop. “He’s not daddy material.”

“I’m not going to marry the man,” Trinity said, letting the spoon fall to the bench with a clatter as she crossed to the pantry and opened the doors.

She searched the shelves for vanilla. She knew it was in here because Reid used it to make French toast on the weekends.

God, she’d never be able to eat French toast again without thinking of him in this kitchen, beating eggs and flipping bread fried to a perfect golden brown.

Her anger cranked up another notch.

She glanced over her shoulder. Reid was glowering at her and it pissed her off even more.

“Maybe I just want to a quick tumble,” she said, her cheeks burning, her pulse throbbing wildly at her temples. “A few hours of goddamn pleasure. You ever thought of that?”

She turned back to stare blindly at the shelves.

Where was the bloody vanilla?

“Seeing as how you don’t fancy me,” she said, not bothering to turn this time because his rejection of her still stung, “why shouldn’t I look somewhere else?”

“Don’t fancy you?” His voice was deep and dark, brimming with pissed off.

Before she could blink his hands were on her shoulders and she was spun around and pushed hard against the pantry door. His face loomed up close, white hot flame burning in the blue eyes that raked her face. His breathing was husky, his chest heaving.

“I can’t get you out of my head,” he muttered, each word puffing his breath in her face, disturbing her fringe, “If you had any idea how much I wanted to rip your underwear off with my teeth the other night you’d run screaming from this house.”

Trinity’s heart rate skyrocketed as his grip on her upper arms tightened and his lips slammed onto hers.

It was a kiss that took. That ruled. That owned.

Possessive. Demanding. His tongue thrusting into her mouth, taking the kiss deeper. The graze of his beard marked her face, prickling everywhere.

She felt it everywhere.

She was a slave to the sensation. A slave to the onslaught.

His thigh jammed between her legs, high and hard, grinding against the apex of her thighs. She moaned as her aching flesh revelled in the delicious torture, rubbing herself shamelessly against him.

As quickly as it had started, it was over. His mouth was gone. The kiss was done. His hands still gripped her arms though, his thigh still jammed between her legs, the only things keeping her from collapse.

They stared at each other for long moments, nothing but ragged breathing between them. His mouth was wet and swollen, the white hot flame in his gaze burning brighter. He grabbed her hand and shoved it on the hard bulge pressing against the zipper of his bike leathers.

“This is not,” he whispered, “about me not fancying you.”

He let her go abruptly and stormed out of the room.

Trinity’s legs wobbled for a beat or two before they lost the ability to keep her upright and she slid down the pantry door to the floor, her fingers pressed to her mouth, her mind wiped of coherent thought.

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