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Vineyard Pleasures Series

Why, yes. Yes, I did.

I updated the covers of my standalone romantic comedy novels in my Vineyard Pleasures Series.

While my previous covers flaunting my heroines were befitting, ladies do like to gander at some delicious eye candy, so I opted to do some people-pleasing with my updates. And let’s face it … those crystal glasses of succulent wine that even I can’t stop oogling over are making my mouth water. Admit it. You were gawking at them, too.

Oh, and one more nom … prewriting for Wine Not? Vineyard Pleasures Series #3 is plotting along nicely, and the cover is done. And, yes, it’s also yummy, I promise.

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Whine with Cheese by Brooke E. Wayne (Vineyard Pleasures Series, #1)

 

PR-WWC PinkMacs Love Quote 1SWIRL a hot mess, a savvy vintner, and a meathead ex into a chaotic adventure and indulge in a taste of humor when a sensual journey of self-discovery collides with true love.

Maxine “Max” Novaline just had her heart ripped out by her ex-boyfriend, Bart Moore. Determined to bounce back, she’s ready to do some serious damage control on her shattered self-esteem thanks to that narcissistic meathead.

Max heads to Napa Valley’s Angel of the Vine Winery, maker of her favorite Moscato, to scout out tours for work and–let’s be honest–catch a glimpse of the owner’s drool-worthy son, Chase L’Angevin, as seen on YouTube.

Nothing says movin’ on like some sweet wine and eye candy. Right?

Chase, who likes the pin-up girl type, starts to pour on the charm the moment he meets this demure beauty. She even blushes over every compliment he gives her like she’s been deprived of them.

Lavish the bubbly blonde with all the attention she deserves? Of course.

When their first date rolls into a long, romantic weekend, their chemistry ignites faster than a matchstick in hell.

But, when Max’s fears of rushing into another relationship start to haunt her, and Chase becomes all too eager to keep trying to sweep her off her feet, they both find themselves tumbling down a rabbit hole of an adventure in pursuit of what true love is all about.

WHINE WITH CHEESE is about a young woman discovering her full potential while falling in love one sweet wine tasting at a time.

 

Love the Wine You’re With by Brooke E. Wayne (Vineyard Pleasures Series, #2)

PR-LTWYW-Red Heart-Wood quoteSPRINKLE an emotionally unavailable woman, a lovelorn man, and some delicious chemistry into the middle of wine country then candy coat it with a whole lotta passion when a friends-with-benefits arrangement turns a vacation into an unexpected journey. 

Blanca Grazia, queen of calm, has it all under control. Headstrong. Self-reliant. Determined. She thrives on an intriguing challenge.

So, when Blanca’s bestie, Maxine Novaline, begs her to distract Maxie’s boyfriend’s cousin while he’s visiting them in Napa Valley, California, Blanca is all about stepping it up for her BFF. Hot French guy? Yes, please.

All Blanca plans on doing is the—ehem—favor. Then she’ll just friend-zone Julien L’Angevin’s butt all the way back home to France where he belongs.

… Until that wrecking ball of a man decides to cash in on a favor of his own.

All Julien wants is another opportunity to see what this wild, pint-sized, fireball of independence is actually made of. Sugar? Spice? Everything nice?

Counting on Blanca’s wanderlust for worldly adventures, Julien invites her to his home in Champagne. A traveling opportunity the Italian-American beauty can’t resist.

So what if they decide to add a little pinch of friends-with-benefits to the mix after they come face to face once more and realize that their physical chemistry can’t be denied.

Besides, their arrangement is only for one week. Then they’ll be continents apart again, and life will go on. Right?

LOVE THE WINE YOU’RE WITH is about a young woman bent on staying single while falling in love one scintillating wine tasting at a time.

Both books are available in PAPERBACK and eBOOK on Amazon. And, as always, they’re both FREE in Amazon’s Kindle Unlimited.

 

 

A NEW HOLIDAY RELEASE ROMANCE! Love the Wine You’re With by Brooke E. Wayne

PR-LTWYW-Red Heart-Wood quoteA NEW HOLIDAY RELEASE!

LOVE THE WINE YOU’RE WITH By Brooke E. Wayne

SPRINKLE an emotionally unavailable woman, a lovelorn man, and some delicious chemistry into the middle of the holidays then candy coat it with a whole lotta passion when a friends-with-benefits arrangement turns a vacation into an unexpected journey.

Blanca Grazia, queen of calm, has it all under control. Headstrong. Self-reliant. Determined. She thrives on an intriguing challenge.

So, when Blanca’s bestie, Maxine Novaline, begs her to distract Maxie’s boyfriend’s cousin while he’s visiting them in Napa Valley, California, Blanca is all about stepping it up for her BFF. Hot French guy? Yes, please.

All Blanca plans on doing is the—ehem—favor. Then she’ll just friend-zone Julien L’Angevin’s butt all the way back home to France where he belongs.

… Until that wrecking ball of a man decides to cash in on a favor of his own.

All Julien wants is another opportunity to see what this wild, pint-sized, fireball of independence is actually made of. Sugar? Spice? Everything nice?

Counting on Blanca’s wanderlust for worldly adventures, Julien invites her to his home in Champagne for Christmas. A traveling opportunity the American beauty can’t resist.

So what if they decide to add a little pinch of friends-with-benefits to the mix after they come face to face once more and realize that their physical chemistry can’t be denied?

Besides, their arrangement is only for one week. Then they’ll be continents apart again, and life will go on. Right?

LOVE THE WINE YOU’RE WITH is about a young woman bent on staying single while falling in love one scintillating wine tasting at a time.

***This novel is a snarky, passionate, sexy, funny, feel-good CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE-ROMANTIC COMEDY full of twists and turns that will have you laughing out loud from start to finish. Grab a glass of Champagne, kick up your stilettos, and enjoy the journey.*** Heat Level: Steamy/Closed-Door

Whine with Cheese (Vineyard Pleasures Series, #1)

Love the Wine You’re With (Vineyard Pleasures Series, #2 

Although, Love the Wine You’re With is the second book in the Vineyard Pleasures Series, it can be read as a STANDALONE. The story also plays fair to the others seasons, in addition to Christmastime, so it can be enjoyed all year long.

EXCERPT:

They walked in silence as they weaved around tourists of all nationalities. Blanca soaked in the diversity and halfheartedly discerned the different languages she heard in passing, picking up a phrase here and there as the Christmas spirit thrived among the bustling crowd.

In the distance, Julien leaned against the trunk of his car with his arms folded across his broad pecs. He was dressed in a dark blue cable knit sweater and gray slacks like he’d just come from a semi-formal event even though the sun had only been up for about an hour. He tilted his head to the side, and his blond hair fell in large, unkempt waves covering half of his face. Neither a smile nor a frown played upon his full lips, but the subtle wrinkles at the corner of his eye betrayed his excitement in seeing all of them.

He looked so beautiful … beautiful and sad.

Maybe, heartbroken might be a better word.

Blanca’s footsteps fell into a slower pace as she inspected him. It was one thing to know in the recesses of her memory that she had seen … and touched … and, let’s just come right out and be blunt … licked all of his bits and parts. But it was an entirely other matter when she had him trapped in her iPhone as nothing but an extreme close-up of sea-glass-bleached-by-the-sun eyes with a wicked grin that could seduce her outright. Except that she was impervious to his moves thanks to their lack of continental proximity.

But, seeing him again face to face sent an unexpected and entirely unwelcome zing of feels to her bits and parts, and an overwhelming urge to turn around and hop the next flight out kicked her in the chest right where she felt the biggest zing of all.

The gravity of the moment rushed up on all of them as Julien reached out to Chase first. Both men embraced one another, planting kisses on each other’s cheeks and breathing out their condolences over the loss of their grandmother.

They had grown up together at Julien’s family’s estate. Chase, though American-born, had spent almost all of his summers living in Champagne with Julien and his family, which was just a short walk across the driveway to his grandmother’s home, according to Chase’s explanation during one of their flights.

Julien pulled back from his cousin and faced Maxie, gripping both of her shoulders and tugging her into a stoic kiss that barely grazed her cheek. When he finally turned to Blanca, his expression shifted to a curious eagerness that bordered on desperation, and her pulse decided to skyrocket.

What the?

“I am so pleased you’ve come to see me, to see my home. I wish it were under better circumstances.” Julien cupped Blanca’s face with his ice-cold palms and leaned down to kiss her cheek, catching the corner of her mouth causing her breath to hitch out loud.

As Blanca searched for a reply, Julien turned and opened the trunk and, with Chase’s help, jigsaw puzzled the suitcases and duffel bags into his car while Maxie shuffled Blanca into the back seat with her.

She crossed one leg over the other and started bouncing it back and forth.

“Are you okay?” Maxie patted Blanca’s white jeans-clad leg. “You’re going to stab one of these guys in the back with that spiked heel on your boot if you don’t calm down. What gives?”

“Nothing. Everything. I probably shouldn’t have come.”

“Why? Julien obviously wants you here. He only asked you every day for the last week if you’re still coming, and you even cancelled appointments for him. You can’t back out now. Besides, it’s Christmas. It’s our duty to spread some joy up in these guys.”

Spreading definitely leads to joy.

“I just don’t want him to get the wrong idea. I’m only here to see more of France. I didn’t think—” she lowered her voice to a whisper as Julien and Chase walked around the sides of the car. “I’d ever see him again, or, if I ever did, it would be like a whole year from now at another one of Chase’s parties or after our routine chit-chat eventually lost its steam.”

“So what? You talk to him all the time. What’s the big deal?”

“He’s just a friend. I don’t regret fooling around when we met, but I can’t be more than that now.”

Maxie chuckled and shook her head. “No one’s asking you to.”

Tell that to my heart.

Julien and Chase got into the car, slamming their creaky doors and continuing their conversation in French as Julien fired up the engine and pulled away from the airport. Maxie shrugged at Blanca and leaned in, expecting a translation.

Blanca listened for a seconds, tugging her fingers out of her black leather gloves. “The funeral is tomorrow afternoon with a huge gathering afterward, and it’s going to be packed,” she whispered. “We’re also the last to show up. Almost everyone’s here in the city. They’re, uh, he’s offering, no wait, he said you guys should stay with Chase’s parents at his grandma’s house because of all the drama he caused the last time you three were under one roof.” Hmph. “Which he’s still sorry about,” she added, under her breath. Then, her eyes flew open, and she swatted Julien’s shoulder with her gloves. “Hey, where am I supposed to stay?”

“With me,” Julien replied, then continued his conversation with Chase.

“Hellllo? Don’t I have any say in this decision?”

“You can stay in one of my parents’ guestrooms. I’m sure they won’t mind, but wouldn’t you rather keep me company? You spend all your nights with me on FaceTime as it is.”

He’s got me there.

Blanca leaned in and whispered into Maxie’s ear to ensure they couldn’t hear her. “If things get weird staying with Chase’s parents, I’ll fake a meltdown and get us into a hotel, and if Julien gets all grabby hands on me while I’m staying with him, I’ll, eh, I guess I’ll just see how it goes.”

Damn, I’m weak.

“Atta girl.”

“Shut it.”

Chase twisted around in his seat. “What are you two scheming now?”

“Nothing,” they both exclaimed at the same time.

 

Bringing in the New Year

New Year’s resolutions are peculiar kinds of self-imposed torture devices.

Diet, (but I looove chocolate), Exercise, (but it’s too cold outside to put in my miles), Write (but the whole mess swirling in my head won’t come out)

So it’s with a big ol’ eye roll that I put it in writing again to say …

I resolve to finish my second book. (Exhale)

It’s not even my second really if you count the pile of words I slapped a NaNoWriMo badge on a year ago or the hundred or so pages of two dead-in-the-water stories I’ll continue to leave bobbing around in the murky past.

But book number two in my two-part series cannot fall victim to my excuses anymore. (I’m saying this to myself more than you *wink*)

fullsizerender-1I’ve had some setbacks this past year that have left me with no other choice but to confess and move forward with a plan to commit to finishing what I started … again.

Writing in first-person and using a dual POV has become my favorite style of storytelling, which is one of the reasons I’m stalling on knocking out my second. The story only works if I tell it through a deep third-person POV. Besides, the consistency has to be there to match the first novel. If it wasn’t, OCD me would faint from the horror. Nevertheless, I keep dodging my document in lieu of adding pages to my other works.

Another reason is I can’t get the voice of a particular MC out of my head lately. Her incessant chatter keeps spilling out of me, and despite my shameful need to stay the course on getting past the first handful of pages of my second novel, I find myself constantly pecking out her quirky rants. She’s not even supposed to make an appearance for another seven books.

Yep. Seven. See, I haven’t been completely wasting my writerly time doing “nothing”.

fullsizerender-2Once the current WIP is complete, I am going to roll out a five-novel series, followed by another five-novel series both of which I’ve spent the last year character building and plot-weaving for at least five years’ worth of publishing material. See a trend here. I might need to make five resolutions to lock in my self-imposed jinx, I mean, commitment.

If I’d just get off my lazy a$$ and do the writing thing already.

Maybe lazy is too harsh. I haven’t been “not” writing, I’ve just been leaving words elsewhere.

I can’t deny that being in query limbo with a couple of agents for what feels like forever hasn’t thrown a dimmer switch on my motivation either. I’m more than likely going to nudge once more in hopes of getting closure with the full I’ve had in the hands of one particular agent, but a year of twiddling my thumbs is shameful on my part. A year. Ouch.

fullsizerenderI have to wonder if my junk mail somehow ate the rejection letter, or the MS got lost in the hundreds of others I know that particular agent receives a week, or if it really does take that long to get an answer. I could go on and on, but you get the idea. I’ve been mulling the what-if’s too long with this little bump in the road to traditional publication.

So, in the end, I need to reach an end, and the quickest way to do that is to start or at least start where I left off and slough off the excuses. So I’m giving myself a New Year’s countdown to get on with my resolutions in five, four, three, two, …

Happy Valentine’s Day

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I had insomnia the night before last and was curled up on my side, eyes shut, trying to force myself to go back to sleep when my husband stirred awake. He draped his hand on my hip and breathed, “Aww, you’re so beautiful when you’re sleeping.” To which, I replied, “Thank you,” nearly giving him a heart attack. He didn’t know I was awake. Compliments me in my ‘sleep’ people. I love this man! Happy Valentine’s Day ❤

Romancing the Blog

I like to think of romance as the morsels of chocolate inside of the scrumptious cookie—the optional, decorative bonus to a solid foundation. Everyone’s taste is unique. Some prefer to skip adding ‘extras’ altogether, but others love to pack their ‘cookies’ full of crunchy, creamy, ooey, gooey goodness, and, at its best, it’s complimentary as a whole to the relationship, and should, above all, enhance the love that already exists.

Romance is as varietal as the tasty pleasures one can pack into a little cookie, and everybody gives and receives romantic gestures differently. My husband and I attended a premarital retreat before tying the knot eight years ago, and one of the activities included taking the compatibility test to learn about our personal love languages. If you have no idea what that is, it’s from the book, The 5 Love Languages: The Secret to Love That Lasts by Gary Chapman. (In summary, expressing love comes in a handful of categories: Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Affection, Quality Time, and Gifts—most people respond well to a blend of these with one being a dominant preference). My beloved and I learned that we spoke the same exact blended language, answer for answer, so romancing one another as a way of expressing our genuine love for one another has always come easy for us…that is, when we remember to add it into the mix of our busy lives.

That’s the thing with romance…loving someone with all of our heart every day no matter what is one thing, but expressing that love in the many ways one can, is an entirely different matter. Like I said before, some people have all the time and talent in the world to pack their cookies with goodies, and some don’t. And some wish their cookies had more stuff ‘n’ stuff in them and do nothing more than slander his or her partner for being a bad ‘baker.’ Waiting around for your one true love to read your mind is a tried and true way to feel unloved even when you know that you are your partner’s one and only. I’m not a marriage counselor by any means, but I do know from experience that romance doesn’t come as naturally after eight years and two young kids later as it does during courtship. My tip…don’t hesitate to tell the one you love in a warm and caring way what you want now—not what you haven’t had in the past; we’re not picking a fight here—and then, give him or her time and space to get creative. The catch is that you should be filling that waiting time with your own offerings of romance that you know will mean something to him or her. Expressing romantic gestures can be as thrilling as receiving them.

Over a week ago, I sprinkled Post-Its love notes all over the kitchen in inconspicuous places, each expressing gratitude for the many acts of love and dedication my husband performs for our family, swelling his heart with love and understanding that his efforts have not gone unnoticed during the typical hullabaloo of our lives. It had been a while since I had stepped it up and added a little, giddy, romantic gesture to our morning routine. And the following week, he surprised me with breakfast in bed on a Wednesday, and, on Friday, he had my favorite coffee drink and a mini tub of gourmet ice cream waiting for me when I came home from work. I fondly refer to this as Foodie Romance, and, it works wonders on my heart. Because of his loving gestures this past week, inspired by the simple, yet, loving act I showed him, I’ve been walking on cotton candy clouds of romance ever since, scribbling away in my notebooks that I pile ideas in for future Rom-Com scenes by borrowing the ‘feel-goods’ from my personal life.

In fact, it’s what has inspired me to develop a Feature wrapped up in a recurring Blogging Event focused on romance. It’s just a concept at this point and still being shaped, but I’m toying with the idea of having a Post once a month that compiles blog blurbs submitted by the lovestruck at heart detailing the romantic gestures they’ve expressed or been the recipient of that they want to share with others. I would add pingbacks to their own blogs, and then, after showcasing the Post all month, I would retire it to a permanent Romantic Fodder page as a resource for my romance writing friends in search of real life inspiration, as well as, a place to refer to when needing to garner ideas for those who want to add a little something delicious to their real-life cookies. I will solidify my plans and set things in motion for March, and I welcome any suggestions to make this concept come to life in the best way possible.

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