Taming Fire by Leora Gonzales Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Taming Fire
Braving
the Heat Book 2
by
Leora Gonzales
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Steam
Yoga
instructor Louise Pine is the ultimate caretaker. Everyone around her
seems to have an emergency, but Lou hasn’t met a fire she couldn’t
put out—until she’s faced with the hunky, bossy firefighter who
crashes into her own backyard—and her life. No one tells Lou what
to do, yet somehow the guy’s take-charge style makes her tingle . .
.
Simmer
Phoenix
“Nix” Jones is used to calling the shots, whether he’s dealing
with his younger siblings or taking on a dangerous blaze. Luckily,
the fire at Lou’s is a false alarm. But the heat the fit and feisty
woman ignites is far from dying out . . .
Afterglow
As
the sparks turn into 5-alarm passion, can two strong-willed people
end up engulfed by love—or will they crash and burn?
**can
easily be read as a standalone!**
Chapter
1
“Lou,
I think you may have bitten off more than you can chew with this
one…” Louise said to herself as she stared into the flames
starting to catch fire in her small fire pit. Louise
reached for the bag of chocolates on the chair next to her. While
unwrapping a morsel, she took in the backyard that had become her
oasis these last two weeks. Now that Junior was living with her, she
couldn’t catch up on her shows in the evening. She was afraid of
him walking in and getting an eyeful of zombies. The poor kid had
enough on his plate without adding flesh-eating walkers to his
bedtime worries. That meant that she had been sneaking into the
backyard after his bedtime and lighting a small fire as she sipped,
or gulped if she had to be honest, a bottle of wine. Swirling
her sweet red wine in her glass, Louise leaned back in her patio
chair. The familiar squeak of the old metal base was comforting as
she tried to shake off the day’s stresses. Her
yard was the perfect size for the house. A small wooden deck came off
the backdoor with a staircase that flowed down into the yard where
her fire pit was centered. Mismatched patio chairs, aka garage sale
finds, circled the pavers surrounding the pit, and a tall wooden
privacy fence surrounded the entire yard. It
was cozy and perfect and all hers. Louise
washed the chocolate down with the rest of her wine, smacking her
lips at the deliciousness of the combination. Using her fireplace
poker, she stoked the fire a bit before propping her feet up at the
edge of the stones to absorb the warmth. Even though it was early
October, they had already had a few cold days in Larryville this
year. The fire, combined with the leaves rustling from the crisp
breeze, made her wish for spiced cider and Halloween movies. It
was perfect…until she heard the sirens. Sirens that sounded like
they were getting closer and closer to her house at the end of her
block. Was there a fire next door? Louise
tried to turn a bit in her chair to peer over the fence, but she
couldn’t see anything besides darkness. The neighborhood had only
one streetlight, and most of the other houses on the block were
unlit. Her neighbors
usually weren’t outside much once it cooled down in autumn, which
meant quiet nights for Lou by the fire. Louise
worried for a moment that Harold, her elderly neighbor, may have hurt
himself and made a 911 call. Relaxing, she remembered that Harold’s
daughter had picked him up for a trip to an out-of-town family
reunion
for the weekend. Sending
up a silent prayer that the sirens wouldn’t wake Junior, Louise
refilled her wine glass, pouring all the way to the rim. Carefully
holding the glass as steadily as possible, she was just getting ready
to sip the excess off the top when a huge crash knocked down her back
gate. The large wooden door fell haphazardly onto her mismatched
potted plants that edged the walkway into the backyard. Startled
by the noise, she jerked her hand, sloshing over half of the red wine
out of the glass and down the front of her white robe. “Mother—”
Louise yelped as she tried to figure out what was going on. Firefighters
streamed into her yard, stumbling over the now broken and knocked
down wooden gate. Hauling gear that she had no idea the purpose of,
they stopped and stared at her as she sat next to her cozy little
fire pit. “What
the he—” One of the firefighters scratched his chin under the
fastening on his helmet strap as he looked around the backyard. Louise
stood up, somewhat unsteadily, clutching her wet robe closed. “What’s
going on? Why did you break down my gate? Can you turn off that
siren?” she demanded, rapidly firing her questions at the group of men
still standing around staring at her. When no answers were given, she
snapped her fingers to get their attention and raised her voice.
“What’s going on?” Louise held out the hand still holding her
glass and pointed at the gate, “I sure as hell hope you guys plan
on fixing that!” The big guy in front jerked his head toward
another fireman. The action must have been some unspoken command
since the other fireman immediately spoke into his walkie-talkie,
“Cut the siren.” “Ma’am.”
The man who had been leading the charge on her poor defenseless gate
stepped forward and pointed at her fire. “We received a call from
this residence saying there was a fire at the back of the house.” Louise
gestured to the pit as if she were explaining it to a person hard of
hearing. “Of course there is. I have a fire pit.” “We
can see that—” He moved closer to her. “Is that blood? Are you
injured?” Not
waiting for her to answer, the man walked right up to her and opened
the front of her robe. A robe that was covering her pajamas. Pajamas
that consisted of a thin tight tank top and some booty shorts that had
seen better days. Whipping
open the front of her robe, he looked for a reason the entire front
of her body would be covered in red. Using large but gentle hands,
the mystery man probed her chest, his hands sweeping over her now
hard nipples. “You’re
not hurt.” His voice husky, the firefighter pulled her robe closed,
making sure not to let the men behind him see what he had uncovered. “Wait,
did you say that you received a call from this residence?” Louise
asked in a hushed whisper now that her small street was once again
quiet. “Yes,
ma’am.” The man nodded before taking off his helmet and sending
her a crooked smile. Louise
felt her mouth go dry at the sight of the gorgeous man in front of
her. Damn. Firefighters were apparently the stuff that calendars were
made of if this guy was anything to go by. The sight of his dark wavy
hair and twinkling eyes was almost enough to distract her from what
he had said. Almost,
but not enough.
“Junior,”
Louise said quickly, before rushing up the deck stairs and through
the back door.
Simmering Heat
Braving
the Heat Book 1
Where
there’s smoke . . .
Spark
Growing
up as the privileged daughter of two doctors, Jasmine Kingford always
thought the housekeeper’s son was hot—and the feeling was mutual.
But back then there were lines they couldn’t cross. Good thing
they’re all grown up now—and in the same wedding party . .
.
Blaze
As
best man for a fellow firefighter, Leo Trask is floored to discover
the maid-of-honor is a blast from his past. One that ignites
fireworks that have been brewing for years. Soon enough, he and
Jasmine are having a very private, all-night-long celebration of
their own—and it’s clear neither wants it to end there . .
.
Wildfire
Jasmine’s
all too happy to finally shed her pampered princess demeanor with
Leo. What she finds is a connection—and a complication—she didn’t
expect. Leo’s the opposite of the nine-to-five guy she planned on.
She wants a nursing career, kids, and a man who’s home by
dinnertime. Leo’s an irresistible bad boy with a dangerous,
unpredictable job. And he’s everything she never knew she wanted,
and more . . .
Melting Snow
Braving
the Heat Book .5
Hot
Broke
college student Winter Snow wants Christmas to be over.
Thanks to her annoying name, this time of year always leaves her
feeling Scrooged. The only cheer she wants is cold hard cash from her
mall cleaning job—until a surprise offer from a hunky firefighter
sparks one sizzling midnight temptation . . .
Hotter
William
Holiday needs a replacement elf for his fire station’s fund-raiser.
Convincing Winter she's perfect for the part—and giving her some
one-on-one training—is a task he’s happy to take on. Because her
irrepressible smarts and luscious curves are making this seductive
Saint Nick want to deliver all night long . . .
Burn
Winter
isn't betting on more than an X-rated Xmas fling. But Will plans to
show her they have more in common than their quirky last names—enough
to keep their wildest holiday wishes
coming
true . . .
**Only
99 cents!**
Leora Gonzales is an original Kansas girl who misses the Sunflower State every day. She spends time reading, writing . . . and making sure her two kids don’t kill themselves or each other. She's addicted to tattoos, good food, good company—and finding lots of reasons to laugh or smile every day.
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