The Mistress of Pennington's Tour

Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Welcome contemporary romance author, Calisa Rhose...

Thank you for hosting me today, Rachel! It’s a very special day for me, for my book. I want to share a new excerpt with you as a gift. It doesn’t seem to matter what else I write, the current book out always seems to be my favorite. LOL

Today is the birthday of Risk Factors so here’s the blurb and excerpt.

A sweet, sensual story of trust, hope and love.

Publisher: Kensington-Lyrical Press

Editor: Piper Denna

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Heat Level: 3-Steamy sensual


Pages: 160

Length: 56,873

Publication: Re-released March 2014

Cover artist: Valerie Tibbs

Love, like life, is not without risk.


Veterinarian Vivian Dane has purchased her uncle’s practice in the tiny town of Wales,
Missouri, where most residents still doubt her ability to treat their pets. But Viv is used to being
considered less-worthy than her predecessors. After all, her parents are world-renowned wildlife
vets, and most everyone is unimpressed she’s chosen to not follow directly in their footsteps.

Now Connor, a patient’s owner, is hot for Viv, but clearly doesn’t think she’s dating material
because he has a daughter…who he believes no woman is good enough for.

Being a perfect dad is EMT paramedic Connor’s life focus. He can’t seem to stay away
from sexy Doctor Viv, but attraction is as far as he’ll ever let it go. His mother abandoned him,
leaving him to be raised in the foster system, and then his wife abandoned both him and their
daughter. He absolutely will not risk bringing another woman into his little girl’s life and having
her feel the hurt of being left…again.

Forfeiting is easier than attempting and failing. So why does Viv feel compelled to prove
she’s a sure bet for Connor and his daughter? Can Connor trust Viv--and himself--enough to play
the possibilities?

WARNING: Happy-ever-after mixed with four-legged friends.


“Glad you’re here, Con. The crew’s extracting the driver from the truck. I have a family trapped in the car, and a shitload of cows blocking our efforts at every turn.” Fire and Rescue Chief Dillan Reed yelled for someone to “get those rubber-neckers moving” and snatched up the radio as it growled on his hip. He issued directions into the device, and whirled back to Connor. “It’ll be a while before the driver’s free. They’re getting the jaws to cut him out. Gotta empty the car before we can move the semi. Hell, I hoped for a smooth R and R when I took the call.”

Connor McKay shifted the weight of his emergency pack to the other shoulder. He trailed after Dillan, toward the grinding noise of rescue equipment, allowing time to take in the full scene. The stench of fuel and cow manure from the overturned truck and trailer assailed his senses. Cattle lowed and milled on one side of the roadway.

He followed Chief Reed around the twisted semi and stock trailer blocking most of the two-lane road. Another helicopter hovered above the multi-injury accident, preparing to land. His flight nurse had latched onto the first patient, and pumped the resuscitator with a steady hand. Every emergency worker preferred a smooth rescue and removal, but that was rarely the case. “What can I do?”

“There’s three occupants still in the car ground units and Flight Five are waiting to transport. We need them out before the truck rolls. Those damn straps securing the cab of the truck slipped once already, so we’re trying to get a crane in for backup. The first responders have everything under control at the moment. Jump in where you’ll be most helpful.”

Dillan snapped curt orders into his walkie-talkie as Connor left to weave around firemen in various stages of procedures. Focused on his destination, he wound his way toward the car in which paramedics operated. An unexpected bump halted his steps, followed by a grunt that drew his attention to where he’d been walking. A woman sat flat on her fanny, legs stretched out on either side of a Husky-looking dog.

An apology tickled his tongue before it promptly took a hike when she rose to full height and stared at him with the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen.

“Hey! Didn’t you see me--the dog…” As her gaze latched onto his, her voice stuttered to silence.

“Are you all right? I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”

She barely reached his shoulders, but she came across as larger than life when her crystal-blue gaze scanned him as thoroughly as a security wand at the airport. Easy to look at summed up her symmetrical features and smooth complexion. Hair the same yellow-gold shade as Janna’s Barbie dolls’ ruffled in the wind, allowing the sunlight to catch in the deeper copper strands throughout.
Small, pink latex-covered hands clutched a syringe tightly. Who was she? He didn't recognize her from any other scene. Maybe a local nurse? Someone he'd likely never see again, therefore, probably forget by the time the day was over.

A flowery scent carried on the breeze amid rank fumes, and Connor glanced around. No flowers in sight other than dandelions. The sweet smell had to be hers. Damn. “Sorry.” His stomach muscles tightened of their own accord, punctuated with a quiver in reaction to her womanly fragrance. Suddenly he had a strange sensation of developing an elephant's memory.
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Also, Risk Factors is on Authorgraph. Get your copy signed.

Author Bio:

Calisa Rhose is an Okie, born and bred, through and through, and proud of it. While growing up, when she wasn’t on the back of a horse, she could be found with pen and paper in hand. Her writing career began with poetry in her younger days. Then she discovered Rock-n-Roll and cute musicians. Poetry turned into stories of romance and dreams.

These days she lives with the same man who convinced her to take a romantic journey with him over 30 years ago. After raising three amazing daughters, she spends her days loving her granddaughters, hoping for a boy someday, reading and writing.
When she’s not writing, you can find Calisa putting on her editor hat and working to help other writers.

She is working on more projects with her favored contemporary cowboys, first responders  and firemen, as well as, the occasional ‘other’ hero- and their sexy female counterparts; those sassy, stubborn heroines.

Find Calisa at her website/blog
In honor of our birthday, I’m offering a copy of my ebook to one commenter. Share what your favorite genre is in comments and Friday I’ll choose a winner by

Thanks again for having me, Rachel!

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