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Birthday? September 23 Favorite color? Brick Red Nickname? Izzy Birthmark or scars? Too many scars to list. Siblings? None City of residence? Long Island City, New York If you were a jelly bean flavor, what flavor would you be? Pina Colada Occupation? Owner of Izzy’s Bar Hobbies? Cooking, Running Favorite song? Tempted by Black Phoenix Name one item in your refrigerator right now? Black sea bass with chilies, herbs, and spinach. Your greatest fear? That Noah will discover my secret, learn of the lie I’ve been hiding behind for 13 years. Most treasured possession? The grand piano gifted to me by my mother when I was a child. Special talent? I’m called a piano phenom. I can play any piece of music – perfectly – after hearing it just once. Cat or dog? Cat Pet peeve? When people stare at my scars. Unforgettable moment? The night Noah Clark walked into my bar. Spicy or not? Definitely Favorite guilty pleasure? Sunbathing topless. If you could ask your author one question, what would it be? How did you know Noah was the one for me?
Isabeau Montgomery is the heroine in Sarah's award-winning contemporary romance, AFTER MIDNIGHT, on sale for 99 cents!
This week I hope to inspire you to join me in spreading the word -- and because I appreciate your help, there's a wonderful prize in it for you!! Here are the details:
After Midnight is On Sale!
It’s official, for the next two weeks my award winning contemporary romance, After Midnight, is on sale for the super low price of 99 cents! So, I’m celebrating with a re-blog, re-tweet and share to win celebration!
What can you win???
$25 GIFT CERTIFICATE FROM BARNES & NOBLE or AMAZON
(winners choice)
Here’s how to play:
Tweet (or retweet) about the sale. Every tweet will earn you one entry in the drawing. Make sure to include @SarahGrimmAuthr in your tweet so I can track your entry.
Post or Share the sale on Facebook. Every post/share will earn you one entry in the drawing. Be sure to tag Sarah Grimm – Author in your post so I can track your entry.
Reblog this post. Make sure to leave a link here so I can keep track.
That’s it. Pretty simple, yes? The more you tweet, retweet, share or repost, the more entries you receive! I will announce the winner of the gift certificate on this blog on February 11, 2013.
Can music heal a fractured soul?
Or will it tear them apart forever?
Thirteen years—that’s how long Isabeau Montgomery has been living a lie. After an automobile accident took her mother’s life, Izzy hid herself away, surviving the only way she knew how. Now she is happy in her carefully reconstructed life. That is until he walks through the door of her bar…
Black Phoenix singer/front man Noah Clark came to Long Island City with a goal—one that doesn’t include an instant, electric attraction to the dark-haired beauty behind the bar. Coaxing her into his bed won’t be easy, but he can’t get her pale, haunted eyes nor her skill on the piano out of his head.
Can Noah help Isabeau overcome the past? Or will her need to protect her secret force her back into hiding and destroy their chance at happiness?
2012 Romance Through the Ages Award Winner ~ 1st Place Contemporary
2012 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence Finalist
2012 Readers Favorite Award Finalist
2011 Book of the Year Finalist ~ Long and Short Reviews
"After Midnight is one hell of a love story! I was hooked at the end of the first chapter. I had to read more. I had to know more. And Sarah Grimm definitely delivered more." —5 Stars, Fire Pages
"Ms. Grimm creates characters that grab hold of your heart and never let go. This is an emotional ride that you won't want to miss."—BEST BOOK, Long and Short Reviews
"I am in love. This book was amazing. I would even go as far as to say that it was one of the best books that I read this year." — 5 cocktails, Cocktails and Books
Can a kiss really be perfect? Is ‘true love’s’ kiss actually powerful enough to wake the dead? Does anyone really know? I don’t.
What I do know is that there is something very powerful about a kiss. Think about it. In movies as well as books, the anticipation of the first kiss is…WOW.
You know what I’m talking about. Heck, you probably vividly remember your first kiss. (I know I do)
The heightened sense of awareness.
The wonder.
The SweeTarts…
Sorry, that was my first kiss. Yuck! I still cringe when I recall it.
Wikipedia states "Anticipation is the central ingredient in sexual desire." That sounds about right. Which is why we authors do all we can to make that first touch, that first kiss as great as it can be. To get everything just right.
I love writing the first kiss. When I hit that moment in the story, I think I’m just as nervous as my characters. Okay, the characters aren’t necessarily nervous, but I usually am.
It’s a very important moment in the story. Sometimes it’s slow and passionate. Sometimes a bit edgy and heated. It can even be possessive and a bit rough—like staking a claim. Whatever else it is, a kiss is always emotional.
Sure, the emotion doesn’t have to be sexual or even pleasant. Take for instance the kiss of death from Godfather II. But as a romance author, these pleasant, sexual emotions are the ones I aim for.
Not just in the hero and heroine's first kiss, but in every kiss between them. And not always with a kiss on the lips. After all, a kiss doesn’t have to be on the lips to provoke an emotional response, does it?
Noah Clark, the hero in AFTER MIDNIGHT, understands the importance of a kiss, a touch, the brush of fingertips across a lover’s skin even if Isabeau doesn’t…
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“It’s not supposed to be just about the finale. It’s about the journey. It’s all about touch, Isabeau. Soft caresses. Slow, deep, wet kisses. Why would you settle for anything else?” Her tongue darted out and wet her lips, and Noah wondered what she’d do if he leaned in right now and showed her what he meant.
“Maybe you haven’t taken a good look at me?”
“I’m looking at you now.” He cupped her face with one hand, traced his thumb along the curve of her jaw. Her skin was warm and soft as silk beneath his.
“Noah.” His name crossed her lips, a husky rasp barely audible over the street noise. She reached up and wrapped her hand around his.
She had a mouth that begged to be kissed. A mouth meant for pleasure. How was it she didn’t realize her own appeal? He traced his thumb over the palm of her hand. Satisfaction welled inside him when she trembled. “You don’t have to settle, Isabeau.”
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