Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Promo Spotlight: UNDERCOVER IN SIX INCH STILETTOS by Carolyn LaRoche


1. Tell us about your newest release.
 
I'd first like to say thank you to Romance Reviews Today for having me a guest. I am very excited about my new release Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos. It is the first installment of the Secret Lives series about a group of friends that met through their police officer husbands. Each one of them has a secret they keep and a propensity for landing themselves in the middle of a mystery. Cyndi, the wife in the first book, holds a secret job that gets her wrapped up missing girls and murder.


2. What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating your story?


While writing Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos, I really let my mind and my creativity go. I discovered that my very dry sense of humor translates well into my writing. I also wanted to craft a story line where the hero and heroine weren't twenty somethings falling in love but were already crazy about each other. I think I was successful in that adventure.

3. Do you have any interesting or quirks or rituals?

 
I am a huge procrastinator. It will take me a good hour or sometimes more to get going on work once I sit down at my lap top. Before I can write a single word, I have to check all my social media, chat with a friend, clean out my inbox…anything but write


4. What authors or friends influenced you in helping you become a writer?

The decision to become an author was mine. I have been writing for so many years that it is just a part of me. Where the supportive friends and family have come in is during my ventures in seeking publication. Rejection comes in many forms in this industry and if not for people who love me keeping me going, I would have given up on my dream a long time ago.

5. What does your family think about your career as a published author?

My husband is very supportive. He knows how important it is to me and makes sure I am able to do the things I need to. Our two boys don't say much about it but the older one occasionally asks me how things are going. I know my mother is proud and my father would be, were he still with us.

6. Besides writing, what other interests do you have?

Reading, of course! I guess that sort of goes with writing though, doesn't it?  I love the beach and would spend all my days there if I could. I'm a die-hard baseball fan. I'll watch anything from my kids' little league games to the local minor league team to any Red Sox game I can manage to find on television. I also enjoy crocheting but I am not very good at it!

7. Can you tell us what is coming up next for you?

I'm just finishing up edits for the second Secret Lives book, In the Shadow of the Shield and I am working on writing the third. I also have the first draft of the first book in a new baseball romance series waiting for me to give it some attention.

8. How can readers connect with you online?

I love to hang out on Facebook and Twitter. I haven't really gotten the hang of Pinterest but I am trying. I also have a blog and I'm on Goodreads.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorCarolynLaRoche?ref=hl
Blog:  http://carolynlarocheauthor.blogspot.com/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7734909.Carolyn_LaRoche?from_search=true
Twitter: @CarolynLaRoche
Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Carolyn-LaRoche/e/B005OKHIDI/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0




Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos
By
Carolyn LaRoche

 Book 1 of the Secret Lives Series  -  225 pages (print)
Romantic intrigue- the only sex is between the husband and wife and not explicit

Author Bio:

Carolyn LaRoche grew up in snow country but fled the cold and ice several years ago. She now lives near the beach with her husband, their two boys, two finicky cats and one old dog. When she is not at the baseball field cheering on big hits and home runs, she is busy teaching science to unwilling teenagers.   

Social Media Links:
Twitter: @CarolynLaRoche

Blurb:
Every woman has secrets, and Cyndi Mills is no exception…
Cyndi has a beautiful daughter, and her husband Jason is totally hot for her, but something is missing. As a cop, Jason is extremely vigilant about safety and security, and Cyndi longs for some time to herself, so she takes a Friday night job. 

Jason thinks she’s cleaning offices, when she’s actually dancing in a red bustier and six-inch stilettos at a club called Sugar Shakers, something only her three best friends, also police wives, know.
When club employees start disappearing, the truth comes out…

A young runaway, Jade, and a military widow, Lola, vanish, and Lola’s body is later found in the ocean. Cyndi begins investigating—with some help from her friends—but when anonymous threats put her daughter in jeopardy, she has no choice but to confess her lie to Jason, rocking their previously solid marriage.

Jason is furious, but Cyndi has to ask for even more if she hopes to solve the mystery…
Cyndi convinces Jason to sign her up as a confidential informant, and she officially goes undercover at the club, while Jason struggles to control his jealousy. As the evidence mounts and the danger becomes all too real, Jason fights to keep Cyndi safe. 

But no amount of security can protect someone when lies are more common
 than the truth and no one is who they appear to be.


“When does a secret become a lie?”
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Excerpt:

Jason leaned against the counter, arms folded across his chest. She recognized that look immediately. He was doing the cop thing, analyzing her, and she could tell he knew something didn't add up. His left eyebrow rose just a tad higher than the right as he studied her. "Why do you have glitter in your hair?"
Cyndi shook her hair and a shower of glitter rained down on her sweatshirt. Damn. Somehow she had missed a boat load of sparkle. Damn, that stuff got everywhere.
"Jody brought her daughter's costume for a dance recital to work so I could help her fix a tear. It was all covered in sparkles. The damn stuff got on everything. Had to go back over the carpets with the sweeper twice and I'm still not sure we got it all."
Jason continued to stare down at her from his full six feet of height. His stare was laser sharp, his presence imposing. It was no wonder he was so good at catching the bad guy. Hardened criminals squirmed under the intensity of that stare. Hopefully he couldn't see through her despite the fact she felt as transparent as the shower curtain hanging in their bathroom.
"You think Harper is going to want to do that stuff?"
"Harper is four. It's a little early to predict if she will be a dancer or a swimmer or...whatever."
"Yeah, well, I just don't want that glittery stuff all over the house. The guys won't ever let me live it down, I show up to work all sparkly like that." He shook his head.
Cyndi stepped closer to her husband and wrapped her arms around him. "I'm exhausted, honey. How about we go to bed?"
Jason hugged her close. "You gonna wear a little French maid's outfit like you do when you clean those offices?"
"Jason!"
"Can't fault a guy for trying." Jason's grin was a sharp contrast to his earlier scrutiny. He pulled out the neckline of her top and peered down into it. "Come on. I know you gotta wear some kinda uniform!"
Thank God she had changed in to her old white bra from the discount store and left her bustier at work. Stepping back, Cyndi held her arms out and spun around slowly. "You're looking at it, baby. Doesn't my ratty old sweatshirt turn you on?"
"Not as much as a little maid's outfit would. It's nearly Halloween. Maybe I ought to pick one up for you to wear at work. You know, so you don't mess up your own clothes."
"Ohhh, Jason... you are such a guy!"
"You would rather I be such a girl?"
"Of course, not! Just don't be so obvious about being a man all the time." Cyndi filled a glass of water from the tap, drank it in one gulp, then placed her used cup in the sink before heading toward their bedroom. "Come on, cop man. You play your cards right I might let you frisk me before we go to sleep."
Cyndi heard light switches flip, door chains sliding and the announcement that the house emergency alarm was being set. Jason rushed through his nightly round of safety checks as he yelled to her from various locations around the house.
"Do you have anything on you that might hurt me?" Snap went the deadbolt on the front door. "Needles, knives, or guns?" Click went the security latch on the sliding door to the back yard. "Do I need gloves or cuffs...?" 
"Not sure you're gonna need gloves but cuffs might be fun," she called back as she climbed out of her clothes and dropped into the cool sheets.


1 comment:

Carolyn L. said...

Thank you for having me as your guest today!