I’m doing another of my big contests to coincide with my latest release – this one is my Sorority Sister giveaway. Enter on my homepage to win a collection of goodies including a beautiful Celtic cross necklace I brought home from Ireland!
It’s October, although it hardly feels like fall outside in my neck of the woods. I know it’s officially here, though, because my latest book is on shelves. If you’ve been following along with the Millionaires of Manhattan series, you’ve likely been waiting for Harper’s story and here it is! It’s currently available in all formats and platforms, so grab your copy today and get to the bottom of Harper’s big secret.
Fake it until you make it… to the altar?
Instead of attending yet another friend’s wedding alone, Harper Drake asks Sebastian West—sexy, available and not a total stranger—to pose as her adoring boyfriend. With sparks flying, a little faux affection could be fun, and no one, especially Harper’s ex, will guess the truth. Except things get very hot very fast, for real… And then a blackmailer’s threats force them to reveal all their secrets!
It’s Release Day for RAGS TO RICHES BABY! If you pre-ordered it digitally, it should be on your e-reader right now. If you enjoy a paper copy, it will be hitting shelves on Tuesday the 6th. If you read LITTLE SECRETS: SECRETLY PREGNANT, you met Emma and her circle of friends. This time, Lucy takes center stage, tangling with Harper’s sexy and suspicious older brother Oliver. You don’t want to miss out on this story.
When Lucy Campbell inherits a multimillion-dollar Manhattan estate, her employer’s nephew sees only a gold-digging scammer. But even with battle lines drawn, CEO Oliver Drake can’t resist the temptation of bedding the very woman he’s trying to expose! Then Lucy delivers her shocking baby news. Does she genuinely desire a future together? Or is it another ploy that could destroy Oliver’s trust forever?
It’s Christmastime, and that means that all the good little boys and girls are waiting for Santa to stuff their stocking. But what if you’re a grownup? Or maybe you just haven’t been that good this year? Here’s your chance to get your stocking filled by Jolly Ol’ Andi Claus!
This year, I’m giving away three of my Christmas titles – JINGLE SPELLS, A WHITE WEDDING CHRISTMAS, and THE BABY PROPOSAL. I’m also including a snowflake dish, a sparkly gold pillar candle, Scotty Dog shortbread cookies, and Lindor Truffles all in a bejeweled gold stocking.
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It’s time to travel back to Hawaii for the second book in my Hawaiian Nights series. In book one, we met hotelier Manu Bennett at his resort on Oahu. In book two, we hop to Maui where Manu’s brother Kal Bennett has built his dream resort. That’s also where his dream woman and best friend, Lana Hale, helps choreograph his luaus. She’s got a big favor to ask of Kal and there’s no way he can say no to this kind of proposal!
I’m very excited because today, the first of my two books set in Hawaii is hitting the shelves. THE PREGNANCY PROPOSITION takes place on the island of Oahu, featuring the handsome and lonely Manu and the plain and pregnant Paige. They’re a perfect match and I had so much fun bringing them together in such a romantic, tropical location. I hope you enjoy reading it.
July is here and that means it’s time for a new Desire Dynasty! The Newports Dynasty is kicked off by yours truly with Saying Yes to the Boss. I was lucky enough to land the story with the youngest brother Carson and his fiery PR Director Georgia. These two were a lot of fun to write and I enjoyed leaving some breadcrumbs for the story to come. Be sure to catch this, and the other five titles in the series!
#1 Saying Yes to the Boss by Me
#2 An Heir for the Billionaire by Kat Cantrell
#3 Claimed by the Cowboy by Sarah M. Anderson
#4 His Secret Baby Bombshell by Jules Bennett
#5 Back in the Enemy’s Bed by Michelle Celmer
#6 The Texan’s One Night Standoff by Charlene Sands
It hardly feels like it, but today is the 5th anniversary of my first sale to Harlequin Desire. I’m including my original Call Story below. So funny to look back. My 20th project with Harlequin is out this month, so it’s been a busy few years!
We will start with some backstory. I’d been working closely with Shana Smith at Harlequin Desire. I’d gotten good feedback. Things were going well despite the first book not working out and having to start over. But I was so close. Agonizingly close. But I wouldn’t let myself believe it until I heard the words. I dream big, but I’m not one to get my hopes up and be disappointed. At the same time, I was doing everything in my power to seal the deal. I wrote a new book from scratch in 3 weeks. I revised it in a week. I wanted to do everything I could to sell before conference.
After I finished revisions, I mailed the book, nauseated. Maybe I hadn’t spent enough time on it. What if I’d worked too fast and blew it? Either way it was too late. I started work on another book and worried about my upcoming vacation. DB’s niece was graduating high school and his brother was retiring from the Navy after 25 years. We were flying to Baltimore for a few days with his parents. I figured it would be a while since Shana had to read it, the senior editor had to read it and whatever magical editorial mojo had to happen. The office was closing for a couple holidays. No big deal. I tried to forget it was even out there and headed to the airport with my family.
I was none too pleased to find out that our flight was 4 hours delayed when we reached the gate. We’d arrived early, so I was due for at least 5 hours in the airport with DB and his parents. While gearing up for a game of spider solitaire on my iPhone, a NYC number called. I figured it was a telemarketer. I’d gotten a lot of those calls lately. But what else did I have to do? So I answered. Not once did it register until I heard the woman introduce herself as Shana Smith. Not really even then. I figured she was calling about her guest blog or something. It could possibly be that.
Then she said she had great news and wanted to buy my book. This was the point in time where the universe slowed to a crawl. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was dumbstruck. I couldn’t yell or cry. Not only was it not cool, I was in an airport terminal and didn’t want security called on me. I think my first words were “oh my god, I’m in the airport.” That was followed by a lot of ‘wow’ and ‘that’s great’ while she talked about contracts and revisions. I think she knew not to say too much given I was reduced to muttering those two phrases over and over. I wrote things down on the back of my boarding pass so I wouldn’t forget. I tried to think of intelligent questions and failed. I was a spacey mess. But the message came across – my first book was tentatively scheduled for spring 2012.
After about 10 minutes, I hung up and turned to DB. He smiled and hugged me, having heard my stupid rambling and knew what had happened. I sat back in my chair for a good 15 minutes. I knew I needed to tell people but I wasn’t ready yet. I needed to come to terms. It just didn’t seem real. Finally I told my inlaws, who were very pleased for me, but really didn’t understand what a big deal it was. So I called my Mom and cried. Then I called each of the Playfriends and squeed. I had to leave a message for PM because she was at the doctor. Then I called the Mavens and a couple others. I ended up sitting on the floor in the airport near an outlet so I could charge my phone while continuing to call everyone who had supported me and kept me writing when I wanted to stop. They deserved to hear right away. Then I texted a slew of people. Posted it on Twitter and Facebook, and went back to waiting for my flight.
Of course, my call story had to be weird! It all went down in an airport. I couldn’t leave, couldn’t fully celebrate. I was in a damn airport. The bottle of champagne I’ve neurotically kept on hand for just this occasion was in my fridge at home. And I’m at the airport. Then I was in Baltimore, with more family celebrating other people’s big life events. Family I love, but still people who don’t get it, really. No Playfriends or HOD people to dance around and squeal with. I was trapped in a LaQuinta Inn with nothing but my iPhone to connect me to the people that understand.
It’s March first, and that means my newest release has arrived. I was very excited to be asked to write another Billionaires and Babies title and this one is a part of my Millionaires of Manhattan series. I hope you like it!
A shocking fertility clinic mix-up has resulted in Luca Moretti fathering a child with a woman he’s never met. There’s no way the CEO will walk away from his baby girl. But he has thirty days to convince her distractingly beautiful mother to do exactly what he wants.
Widow Claire Douglas is still reeling from the loss of her husband when she discovers a stranger has fathered her child. And the rich bachelor will stop at nothing to gain joint custody. How can she possibly fight a man with such money and power…and a charm she can’t resist?
You can order it now from Amazon, iBooks, B&N and other retailers!
Wow. It’s been a long time since I’ve started a blog post with this logo! For seven years, every Friday on the Writing Playground started with a blog featuring my Smarty Pants graphic. Ten years ago, Kimberly Lang, Kira Sinclair, Dani Wade, Marilyn Baxter and I decided to start a website. The Writing Playground was the place we created for writers to learn and play. We interviewed authors and industry professionals, shared craft articles, recommended books, drooled over hotties in our locker, and I loved every minute of it.
The intention of the playground was to gain visibility in the writing industry, as we were all unpublished at the time. Since we launched, all of us have published and sadly, maintaining the site became harder and harder. I became better known as Andrea than as Smarty Pants. Although we may not post the way we used to, the friendship and the spirit of the Writing Playground is still very much alive. These ladies are my best friends and I’d never make it through the ups and downs of this business without them.
The picture I’m sharing is of the five of us (nicknamed the Children) and our mentors Linda Howard, Linda Winstead Jones and Beverly Barton (nicknamed the Mavens). On our one year anniversary, we invented a drink that mixed sparkling apple cider with asti spumante. Since we hung out on a ‘playground’ we named the drink the Teeter-Totter. We celebrated with the drink every year when we got together.As part of our birthday celebration, we’re giving away a $50 gift card to Out of Print clothing. To enter, visit all five of the Playfriend’s websites (listed below). Each picture has a theme word. Enter all five of the theme words at www.andrealaurence.com/contest and we’ll pick a random winner from the correct entries.
For the contest, my birthday keyword is “TEETERTOTTER.” Gather the other words at the websites below:
SP (AKA Andrea)